Heyow

Smiling Kyungsoo is my favorite treat

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Masterlist

S : Contains smut / mature stuff

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One Shot :

1. Telephone (sehun & chanyeol) (S)

you’re one of the models for EXO-SC’s newest MV, Telephone. One thing led to another, you ended up at your room, naked, and sandwiched between the guys

2. My Baby (kyungsoo) (S)

after 2 months of being apart, your boyfriend finally came home. basically just a very rushed and great sex with do kyungsoo.

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Series : 

1. Love, Huh? (reader x kyungsoo x sehun x chanyeol) (S)

After life fucked you up you ended up living with your best friend Oh Sehun and his bandmates Do Kyungsoo and Park Chanyeol. Feelings got involved in your friendships and somehow, no one knows how, you dated eachother.

Prologue | Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | Chapter 7 | Chapter 8 | Chapter 9 |

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✗ warnings — description of sex, do not read if you’re underage, unprotected sex, oral sex (female receiving), brief mention of overstimulation, slight dirty talk

✎ words —   3.5k

[A/N] wooooow i miss him so much it actually physically hurt to write this :((( like my heart aches :(( i hope this turned out ok for everyone bc i really really REALLY loved writing this im sad lmao. unedited bc im garbage

He looks more handsome every time you see him, you think. When you’re sitting across from one another, it’s striking and altogether distracting just how good looking he is. Kyungsoo was complimenting the way you prepared the steak, his brows knitting as he makes an appreciative hum at the back of his throat. Sitting there in a plain white tee, his hair just long enough that it’s starting to lay flat on his head, making a sound that’s near-sexual as he tastes the meal you just made together…he’s never looked more attractive to you than he does right this instant. So attractive and so distracting, that you find yourself speaking without fully thinking over what you’re about to say before it comes out, long before you ever touch your utensils.

“I could spend the rest of my life like this.”

A millisecond after the words leave your tongue you know you fucked up. Why in the world did you say that?! The implication of that statement alone is so embarrassing that you feel the heat of shame rise to your face as Kyungsoo, sipping from a bottle of water, chokes just a little bit in surprise, eyes narrowing slightly as he looks at you from across the table incredulously.

“What did you say?”

You shrink back in your seat, eyes darting nervously around the room as your brain entirely malfunctions, attempting to think of a reason for that statement that didn’t end up with you confessing your feelings to your friend. It takes ages and your face, you know, is beat red by now. Kyungsoo is blinking at you, brows raised, waiting for an explanation and a heavy sigh is the only response you can manage to get out. 

It’s embarrassing how much you had meant what you said, and that’s why you feel so ashamed as he just stares across the table at you, patiently as ever. You really could spend the rest of your life like this; in the kitchen making dinner together, laughing, listening to music…just being with him, is the main thing, though. Doing literally anything as long as you could spend the rest of your life like this, enjoying Kyungsoo’s company. 

You can feel your cheeks burning as you continue to avoid his stare, looking at the table, the ground, your untouched food, the wall, literally anywhere except for the man in front of you. The implication in your words was out there, now, though you’ve felt this way about Kyungsoo for pretty much the whole of your friendship. How could you not have developed feelings for him? He was a genuine and kind friend who always was willing to offer you his time, at the very least. He was funny and laid back, he didn’t have any expectations of your time together and his gesture of friendship had been very welcome.

Plus the fact that Kyungsoo was quite possibly the hottest guy you had ever laid eyes on… it was inevitable that you would grow to have these deep feelings for him.

Across from you, Kyungsoo cracks a short smile of disbelief, coupled with a breathy sort of chuckle before he clears his throat, steadies his expression, and says, “No, really. Do you mean that?”

You don’t expect that tone in his voice. The tenderness, the hope, his voice low as if this conversation had suddenly turned into a shared secret between the two of you. Nobody else was home, your roommate was out for the weekend, and Kyungsoo, upon discovering you were alone and bored, had invited himself over for dinner and the two of you had gone grocery shopping together earlier in the day.

The more you stare at him across the table, leaning into it a bit with both his hands gripping the side as he waits for your reply, the more you know there’s no way to deny what you had just said to him. So you give him a small nod in response.

He smiles wide, holds it back, and the tension visibly leaves his shoulders as he stops clutching the table, relaxing back into his seat with a sigh. “Really?” You nod again and this time, it’s Kyungsoo that avoids your eye contact shyly. He smiles at the table between you, shaking his head a bit in disbelief before he takes a short breath and stands.

You aren’t expecting it when he leans over the table towards you, or when he gently cups your chin and lifts your head so that his lips can gently meet your own. It’s over so quickly and he’s sitting back down before you can even register in your brain to blink, looking across the table at your shocked, frozen expression.

“I can arrange that.” Kyungsoo states. You blink in confusion for a moment before it clicks that he’s responding to the words you originally blurted out, about wanting to spend the rest of your life like this. Warmth blooms in your chest, spreading out from the center of your being to the very tips of your fingers and toes.

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just uploaded the rest of Love, Huh?’s chapterss, but you can read it in my ao3 instead tho 

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Love, Huh? - Chapter 6

Finally today arrived. The day you were meeting Yixing. After the dinner with the Oh’s, you texted him you were free the next day, but he had to be in China for a family wedding for a week. You met Yixing back when your ex was finding businesses to invest in, and his club was one of them. You didn’t instantly become friends with him, other than the fact that your ex was super jealous, Yixing was kinda scary at first. He had this intimidating aura, even your ex agreed. But you got closer. In secret though.

For the past week, the boys have barely left you alone. They would try to arrange their schedule so at least one of them would be home. You know they have many friends, especially Chanyeol. Even Kyungsoo has his routine hangouts with his group. And Sehun who likes to drink outside. But lately they’ve just been at home a lot. You overheard Chanyeol couple days ago talking to his friend, “Sorry babe, a bit busy tonight, the comeback is near. But I’ll see you next week at the show okay?” or when you unintentionally and accidentally saw a text message on Kyungsoo’s phone from ‘Kwangsoo-hyung’ that read “We miss you Soo-ya. Hope you can come next time!” when both of them (plus the youngest) were schedule-less and spent the whole night at home drinking with Sehun’s newly bought whiskey.

When all of them had to leave altogether one day, they called and texted you (or facetime at the clingy maknae’s case) all day. You wanted to tell them that you were okay, and to be alone for a couple of hours is totally manageable. But you didn’t, knowing that they still felt guilty (when they shouldn’t have) they couldn’t be there when you needed them. So you let them, do things that would ease their minds.

You told them about your plan today, since they had to finish everything up for their next week’s comeback. Like expected, when you were getting ready to meet Yixing, you checked your phone to find a lot of texts already came in the group chat, the one they already had before they added you in.

Yeollie [10:16] :

Hey @you awake yet?

Se [11:03] :

Sleepyhead wake up

You [12:24] :

Sorry just checked my phone. Been awake since 10 you ass @Se

Almost ready to head out tho, leaving in about 15 minutes. So excitedd!

When are you guys coming home tonight? I was thinking of Ramyeon night?

Kyungsoo [12:26] :

We should be home at around 8 or 9 I think. Don’t wait for us to have dinner. Chanyeol would pick a movie for tonight, but if you’re tired you can go to sleep early. Have fun with your friend and be careful.

Yeollie [12:26] :

At 8!

Oh Soo answered that already lol :p

Have fun we miss youuu!

Wait I thought you were meeting him at 1?

Se [12:27] :

My ass is great, you just jealous

You [12:27] :

*you’re

@Yeollie always the sweetest! I miss you guys too! And this morning when Xing told me the address, turned out the café is just a couple blocks away, so I’m walking there!

@Kyungsoo yes sir!

Se [12:27] :

Hmm.. Kinky

You [12:27] :

Shut up, you’re the only kinky ass in this gc fool, my eyes are still suffering from what I saw

Se [12:28] :

…

Okay I’m shutting up

Yeollie [12:29] :

Ohh! Tell me! I wanna know!

You [12:29] :

If Sehun continued being a brat I would happily tell you :)

Kyungsoo [12:29] :

Back to actually important thing, you’re gonna walk there? Can’t he pick you up or just take a cab instead. It’s safer.

You [12:30] :

I think I could walk just fine, Soo. No need to be paranoid. I’m not dying or anything. Gonna keep annoying your asses for a long time so count on it!

Se [12:31] :

You’ve been saying ‘ass’ waaay too many times today. Didn’t know you’re an ass-kinda girl

You [12:31] :

Sehun, I’m thiiis close to type in what I saw 3 christmas ago in your room when both your hyungs were visiting their parents

By the way, aren’t you guys supposed to be working now?

Get off of your phones! If they fired you and you’re jobless who’s gonna feed me :(

Yeollie [12:32] :

I’m lunching and Soo’s at makeup and Sehun is messing around like usual, we’ll keep our job just fine and you’re gonna be eating good food for the rest of our life!

Oh and by the way, we’re watching Captain America tonight ! But like Soo said, if you’re tired you could just go to sleep!

And please Sehun, keep being annoying. I can’t wait for when she’s fed up with you and finally tell us your kinks.

Se [12:32] :

Yes mommy

@Yeollie interested much ???

You [12:32] :

Ooh, I see, another kink. I’ll keep that in mind, baby ;)

By the way @Yeollie I still find it weird you’re Team Cap but ordered Iron Man costume instead. And don’t worry. I can sense it’s close to when I finally do :)

But not complaining about the movie tho, I got to stare at Chris Evans’ face (and abs and arms) for 2 hours, I don’t even think I’m gonna be sleepy.

Se [12:33] :

Why are you only mean to me :(

He’s weird that’s why! Everyone who’s Team Cap is weird!

You [12:33] :

Faulty logic. You’re Team Iron Man but still the weirdest out of all of us

Yeollie [12:33]:

*online high-five*

And Team Cap rocks!

You [12:33] :

Preach!

Se [12:34] :

@Kyungsoo hyuuung help me they’re bullying me :(

Kyungsoo [12:34] :

Oh I didn’t tell you? I’m also Team Cap.

Se [12:34] :

HYUNG! HOW COULD YOU?

You [12:34] :

Should we change this gc name to ‘Cap’s bitches’?

[12:35] Yeollie changed group name to “Cap’s Bitches”

Se [12:35] :

HYUNG SERIOUSLY!

Kyungsoo [12:35] :

Jesus

At this point you were laughing close to tears. You continued eating your lunch, a text came in, from Kyungsoo.

Kyungsoo [12:37] :

Hey you had lunch yet?

You [12:37] :

Eating rn!

Kyungsoo [12:37] :

Good. Don’t forget your meds too

You [12:37] :

Yes daddy

Kyungsoo almost choked on his drink, that his makeup noona looked at him weird.

“Funny pic,” he half-assedly explained.

You [12:37] :

Wait that came out weird

Sorry lol

Kyungsoo [12:38] :

You should thank God this is not the gc

You [12:38] :

Sehun won’t let it go I know :)

Hell I think Chanyeol would also tease me about it

By the way I’m gonna head out shortly

Have a fun day at work! See you tonight! xx

Kyungsoo [12:39] :

See you, and be safe.

Leaving Kyungsoo and the group chat (that was just filled with Sehun’s whining at this point) on read, you finished your dishes and went back to your room to grab your bag. Picking up the phone you left on the counter, you saw the last messages on the group chat.

Se [12:44] :

I hate everyone

[12:45] Se changed group name to “im leaving the band”

A laugh came out from you. Finally things were starting to be normal again. Except of course the constant nagging and worries from them. But you found yourself liking it, that they care about you. And of course, it did feel nice to bicker with Sehun after so long.

“I miss your bratty ass,” you smiled mumbling to no one.

When you were checking out the chat, someone rang the doorbell. Weird, no one was supposed to come over.

You [12:45] :

Hey anyone expecting someone today?

I thought the cleaner was supposed to come tomorrow?

After the quick texts, they didn’t answer and the bell rung again. So you took a look at the peephole, and found the person you didn’t expect standing in front of the door.

“BAEKHYUN!” you exclaimed.

“GIRLIE I MISSED YOU!” he then proceeded to hug you.

“What are you doing here?!”

Baekhyun let you go before answering, “Your boyfriends told me you needed company today!”

Ah, of course. The boys.

“They told me to come last week too, but I was busy so I couldn’t. I was so sad I couldn’t see you earlier. It’s been sooooo long!!” he explained.

You hugged once again, indeed, missing him. Before the shitshow happened, he was one of your closest friends other than the EXO, the boys’ band. You then told him you were meeting Yixing and he was more than happy to come with you.

So you walked with him to Yixing’s café. He started to talk about the things you missed out about him, like how he became the million seller with his last album, the first Korean solo artist to do so in 19 years (yes go off king), and some of the guys he dated. He also mentioned his plan to collab with Kyungsoo again and how he had high hopes about it, since the first made him got a best friend in the latter and also in you and the two others.

It took him about 10 minutes before asking, “So what happened?”

“Bad relationship, and like usual, they were there to pick up my pieces,” you answered with a sincere smile.

Baekhyun didn’t pry. And that was really what he really need to know. That you were okay.

15 minutes of walking and you finally arrived. And you didn’t even have to enter the café to find Yixing, he was standing on the entrance looking down to his watch and phone. He only looked over when you called his name, and you launched into each other’s arms.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered as he held you.

“Again, not your fault, and never will be.” You stepped back from him and introduced him to the other person. “This is Baekhyun, and this is Yixing,” you said to both and Yixing offered his hand. Baekhyun zoned out for a minute before shaking the other’s hand.

“Come in! And choose your favorite treat please!” the tallest welcomed you in.

After choosing the mouthwatering red velvet cake and rose tea for yourself, all three of you were seated in one of the tables.

“So I never knew you had a café,” you said to Yixing.

“You know I’m a sweet tooth. Once I’ve saved enough, this happened,” he gestured the café. “Have you been okay?”

“Yes, how ‘bout you?”

“Me? I’m okay. Well not really. I’m drowning in debts cause I made a leap of faith when this lot became available couple of months ago, so,” he laughed.

You laughed with him too, “Your parents are rich, Xing. You need to worry about nothing.”

“Exactly why I’m not depressed about the debts,” he paused to take a sip of his drink. “Is this one of the guys you live with?” he asked pointing at the guy sitting next to you, currently head deep in his strawberry watermelon cake.

You chuckled seeing Baekhyun’s excitement eating the treat. “No. He’s their friend though. Mine too.”

Realizing he was being talked about, he looked sheepishly to the both of you. “Sorry, this is really good,” he talked with his mouth full.

“By the way, where do you live? You said it’s not far?” Yixing asked you. When you told him the name of the building, his eyes widen. “No way.”

“What?”

“I live there too!”

“No way.”

“Do you live there too?” Yixing asked Baekhyun this time.

“Sadly, no.”

All of you ended up talking about music, with Baekhyun giving songs recommendation for Yixing to play in his café, most of them are his songs though. Not that anyone complained, his songs are bombs. Baekhyun also asked about business things, turned out he was thinking about opening up a clothes store for his brand.

“Sorry I have to take this,” Baekhyun said when his phone rang, and he walked out of the café.

“Does he know?” Yixing asked once Baekhyun left.

“A little bit.”

“The other guys?”

“They know.”

“Good. You need the support.” He paused again. “I’m really sorry though. I didn’t know it was that bad.”

“Like I’ve said over and over again, it is not your fault.”

“His mom called a couple days ago.”

Your breath hitched. “Why?”

“He’s been spiraling out of control.”

Your heart skipped a beat. “But why would she call you and not his friends?” They were friends yes, Yixing and your ex. But not that close.

“She asked my number around, knowing I know you, to ask me to tell you. She’s his mom but still a woman. She couldn’t ask you for this.”

“For what?”

“A call. To him.”

And this time you were sure you weren’t breathing. “What happened to him?” you asked him with your head hung low.

Yixing took your hand in his, “Drugs.”

Your head snapped up. “What?”

He took a deep breath before continuing to explain, “He did drug business behind my back at the club, another reason I closed it down other than the fact that all the investors left after what happened. And the police knew. That’s why they tried to push you into suing him, cause they don’t have enough proof to put him behind bars. He never used them before. But his mom told me he’s been doing it. And she begged me to let you know, to ask you to call him. Just once, to tell him to stop.”

Your head fell again, you were holding back tears. You were afraid, of him. You were afraid of what he did to you and also about what would happen to him.

“You don’t have to do it, not after what he did to you.”

“I… I’ll think about it,” you replied weakly.

“Don’t think too hard. I don’t agree with this too. I only told you because his mom literally begged me on her knees to let you know. But you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to, okay?”

You just nodded. When Baekhyun came back, you tried to fake a smile and masked your feelings. After about another hour, with promises of visiting in the future, you left. As both of you walked out of the café, you turned to your side to the guy who spent the last hour staring at your friend, “You know, he’s gay, he’s single, definitely ready to mingle, and I also noticed his interest in you” you watched his eyes twinkled, “Go get that dick,” you lightly smacked his bottom as he blushed and walked in once again to face the guy behind the cashier. You saw them pulling out their phones, clearly exchanging numbers. “Happy?” you asked as Baekhyun came out smiling wide.

“I just got myself a sugar daddy, of course I’m happy!”

“Oh don’t even try. He’s my sugar daddy.”

“Honey, you already have 3, you don’t need more.”

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Love, Huh? - Chapter 5

Dinner went very well. Easy to say that Mrs. Oh was elated knowing you moved in with the boys. She even jumped from her seat to hug you when she was informed of this. She also informed how sad she felt for the whole year you rarely visited the Oh’s residency. Warmth never left your chest the entire night. After that damned year of 2008, they took you in like one of theirs.

The Oh’s family consists of 4 people, Mr. Oh and Mrs. Oh, the oldest Oh Sowoon and Oh Sehun. Oh, don’t forget Oh Vivi and the step grandson, Monsieur, also the reasons Sehun decided to visit his parents’ house, to take them back home. They’ve been taken care by his parents due to him being busy, but now that you lived there and you also missed Vivi and wanted to see Monsieur in person, you told him it’s okay to take them home since you could take care of them.

Seeing how happy her son was meeting his sons made Mrs. Oh sneered, ”Of course you’re only here to see them,” which his son replied with a pout, ”But Vivi’s favorite is still not me,” after witnessing Vivi jumped from his hold to your leg, expecting to be picked up. Even until dinner ended Vivi didn’t leave your side, not even when Sehun offered him a snack, guess you were his favorite after all.

It was good, but also short. But wanting to spend more time with you, the Oh’s sent you and their youngest to buy some snacks and beer from the convenience store nearby.

The walk to the store was silent, and quiet, something that wasn’t really normal when it comes to you and Sehun. Just like the drive from the apartment. It was not awkward or uncomfortable, you’ve had your silent periods with him, when you were fighting or when both just simply ran out of things to talk about, considering you’ve known each other your whole lives and practically know everything about each other. The whole time was just, unusual, was maybe the right way to put it. But remembering your conversation with Kyungsoo from yesterday, everyone was not okay, Sehun was just being the worst at faking it. So you took his advice, to act normal.

“It’s been so long since we walked by this road, isn’t it?” you looked around the familiar street, the one you would walk through every morning and evening to and from school.

“Too long,” Sehun replied, not looking at where he basically grew up, but at you, one of the reasons he was where he was today. He didn’t know why, but he felt a bit emotional today. Might be because the familiarity of having dinner with his family, whole family and that includes you, or having you walking beside him in the setting he knows like the back of his hand (he didn’t want to admit that one of the reasons was Vivi basically ignoring him though).

“Oh! Kid!” someone exclaimed when you were walking through a tteokbokki store to the convenience store making both of you stop.

Unconsciously Sehun fix his hat and mask to cover his face, not really in the mood to be bothered by any fans. But when you looked over to the owner of the voice, turned out she was an old woman, who was looking at you from behind her counter.

She became more excited when you locked eyes with her. “It’s been so long! Did you move after graduating?”

And that’s when it clicked in your head, she’s the owner of the tteokbokki place you spent so much time at, the tteokbokki place.

“Ahjumma, you still remember me?” you asked, now with a smile on your face and walked closer to her.

“Of course! You ate so much of my tteokbokki! My God you are so pretty now!” She now noticed that you weren’t alone. “Is this the boy you were always with? Or is it your boyfriend?”

The guy who she pointed at also realized something, this is where he met the scout. The one he ran away from when eating tteokbokki with you for 30 minutes circling the neighborhood before giving her his mom’s number, after you convinced him that she was not a bad person. Where everything started, the new part of his life. So he lowered his mask and adjusted his cap so his face could be seen, “Yes, it’s me ahjumma,” he smiled sheepishly.

“God are you two this good looking because of my tteokbokki? You shouldn’t cover that face you know,” she joked and you laugh also at her failure to recognize who Sehun is.

After that you bought some portions, for the family waiting and also for the two guys at home. And said your goodbyes to her with Sehun, he interlocked your fingers together.

“Sehun,” you called up to him on the way back to Sehun’s childhood home. He turned his head to your direction. “I’m sorry,” you said with your head down.

He then let go of your fingers and lightly grab your chin and tilted you face up. “You did nothing to be sorry for.”

“But you’re hurt because of me.”

Seeing your dejected face in front of him, he took you into his arms, hugging you close, as you also circled your hand around his waist. “I don’t care if I got hurt because of you. No matter how much pain I’d be in, if it’s because of you I’d be fine, and I’d still love you,” he said softly kissing your head.

Sehun was still quiet even after that, but one thing changed. His hand never left yours.

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When you got home, after more than 15 minutes assuring Mrs. Oh that you would come by more often, you found the rest of your little cult, you’d like to call the four of you back then when you had no other friends aside from each other, in their studio. Chanyeol with his guitar and headphones and Kyungsoo dozing off next to him. You gave them the tteokbokki you bought and the side dishes Sehun’s mom packed for all of you for them to eat and put away. Sehun joined them, as it turned out they were reviewing a song before Kyungsoo decided he was too tired and closed his eyes for a bit. So you excused yourself to take a shower.

You grabbed your towel and your clothes before going into the bathroom. Setting the water to the right temperature, you stepped into the shower. Letting the water hit your face and body, your mind wandered around and Sehun’s words replayed themselves in your mind. You also remembered Chanyeol giving you a song for you to listen to by text, Make You Feel My Love, telling you the lyrics are exactly what all three of them had on their minds. That they would do anything to make you feel loved. Not leaving out the man of actions himself, Kyungsoo would do all kinds of things to make you smile and happy and healthy, mainly through the things he knows you love the most, good food.

Life could be good, you thought. It would be. With these three amazing people rooting for your happiness, not even counting some other people that truly care for you like the Oh’s, life could be good. And it would get better. You reminded yourself of this mantra every morning and night since two weeks ago. When Kyungsoo handed you a plate of pancake this morning, when Chanyeol cracking jokes next to you, and when you woke up to Sehun’s breath on your neck and his arms hugging your waist, you thanked all the gods out there for their existence. And you knew, you had to be happy, not just for you this time, but for them too.

As you reached for the shampoo, a hand beat you to it. You jumped and screamed. “JESUS!”

“Nope. Just me,” a cheeky voice filled your ears.

You covered your breasts and your private with both arms as you looked behind and see Sehun behind you already squeezing your shampoo out from the bottle onto his palm. He was only in his boxer. What the fuck is this guy planning to do?

“What are you doing?” you hissed.

He turned your head and applied the shampoo to your head. “Giving you a head massage.” He did.

“Fuck, okay that feels good.” You closed your eyes enjoying the pressure he was giving you. “But no what are you doing? Here? When I’m showering?” you asked once again when he finished and pushed you forward to wash your hair out of the shampoo.

Instead of answering, he took the conditioner and put it all over your hair. “Your hair is getting too long. Think you should cut it.”

“Sehun,” you repeated with a warning tone.

He didn’t answer too. He just pushed you back into the shower and stepped out. But never left the bathroom. After you turned off the water he walked back in and handed you your towel. You wrapped it around your body and turned around, finally able to face him. He is gay, yes. He has seen you bare before, yes. But not in the recent years. And to say it was surprising was an understatement. And being naked in front of him, or anyone for all that matters, was scary. Also made you feel vulnerable. You still had some light purple wounds healing that were healing, and you are done seeing people’s faces fell seeing those.

When you got to see him, his face was gloomy to say the least. Before you could ask him what’s wrong, he dropped his head to your still wet shoulder. “I don’t know. I don’t know why I’m doing this. I just know I don’t want to be away from you.”

You chuckled. “You could’ve just asked you know, not startle me like this.” You pat his back.

“Would you say yes?” His fingers tracing the remaining wounds left on your arms.

“I probably would hit your head before saying yes.”

He straightened up again, and went closer to hug you. “I love you.”

“I know. I do too. But I don’t want you to be hurt because of me,” you said referring to his words earlier.

“Why? I love pain.”

You gave a pinch to his side, making him flinched away from the hug. “I’m serious. Seeing you hurt and worry too much about me hurts me too.”

“Don’t feel guilty, shorty. Worrying about you is my best skill.” He paused to dodge when you reached out trying to pinch him again. He broke into a smile, “I’m serious. I can’t live 1 second of my life without thinking about you.”

“Why? I mean, you don’t have to do that.”

He handed you your clothes and turned around, giving you time to change. “Hmm.. I don’t really know. Maybe I was born to protect you?”

“You weren’t. You were born to live your life, idiot,” you answered back after being fully clothed, lightly smacked the back of his head and walked out of the bathroom.

“Okay fine. But I decided to live my life protecting you,” he said back tailing you with a pout.

As you sat in front of the vanity, you looked up to him. “Why?”

He kneeled down and looked you straight in the eyes, “You might not realize, but you are the reason I am who I am today.”

You stunned, and didn’t know what to say. You were sure he was the one who gave more in your friendship, but he seemed to think the opposite. He then reached out to get the hair dryer and turned it on to dry your hair.

After a while, your head were full of thoughts, and after he finished drying your hair, you asked again, “What did I do?”

“For example, convincing my parents that being an idol is okay and I’m good at it. Or when you defended me in front of them when I got low scores. Or back then when you literally punched the kid bullying me,” he stopped to laugh, “And those were just some from millions of things you’ve done for me.” You were still seated with a confused face, so he pulled you up, “The easiest way to put it, you being you, is a blessing. You’re literally the best thing ever happened to me.”

See? Sehun was super emotional today.

He dragged you by your hand to the living room, and Chanyeol was there, munching on the popcorn on his lap. Sehun let go of you, took the bowl from Chanyeol, and put his head there, stretching his long legs on the sofa. Kyungsoo spotted you coming from the kitchen with his hands filled with the tteokbokki and beers. He motioned you to come closer and sit down. So you did. Turned out, tonight was movie night.

Sehun put his feet on your lap and Kyungsoo sat beside you. When they were living in a much smaller space, the sofa was also smaller. Like how you and Chanyeol remembered that night, it was a tight fit. Someone had to sit down on the floor so someone could lie down. Usually the most tired looking one would, but some other time it would be the one winning a session of rock paper scissors. But there was always someone lying down on the sofa, sometimes even more than one, as it was the coziest position, and they’d have someone playing with their hair, which was very comforting. And as the apartment got bigger, so did the sofa. Everyone was much more comfortable, Chanyeol could even extend his legs on this U-shaped sofa while having Sehun using his thigh as a pillow, Kyungsoo too could just lie down there on the other side. Everyone could spread out without having to touch one another, but somehow, even with no words exchanged, everyone found themselves having others next to them.

“You okay?” Kyungsoo softly asked you noticing your dazed expression as he again offered his arms for you as the other two were still bickering about whether to watch Marvel or DC movie.

You put your head on his shoulder. “Yeah, just, a bit taken back.” You left it there, and he didn’t pry too. You were feeling fine, just didn’t know and didn’t realize Sehun felt that deeply about you. You knew he was a deep person, but maybe you were too focused on your own gratitude towards him you forgot about his.

Somehow you ended up watching The Quiet Place, Chanyeol’s pick, he’s usually the one who decides what to watch anyway. Maybe he was trying to challenge himself to watch horror movies without having to cuddle anyone. But not you. You found yourself burying your face into Kyungsoo’s neck or your own hands every time you got too scared. You also noticed Chanyeol would also hide his face behind his fingers.

In the middle of the movie, when the female main character was trying to hide from the creatures, you looked down to avoid watching the suspension happening. And then you saw it. “Hell, I missed your weird middle toes,” you stated when it was completely silent, including the movie.

It took a second before everyone, except Sehun, to laugh out loud.

“What do you mean weird,” he pouted.

Still laughing, “They look like bean sprouts,” you teased.

He played kick your thigh with a frown. You decided to tease again, “You big baby.”

Sehun then stopped and got up to sit further from you, on the other side of Chanyeol, pushing Chanyeol to his previous position. He sat down with his arms crossed and protruding lower lip, proving your point that he was, a big baby. You all laughed again at his antics.

You tapped your lap, motioning Chanyeol to put his head there. You ran your hand through his hair, still couldn’t believe how these guys, especially the taller ones, still had amazing and soft hair with the amount of bleaching and hair damaging hairstyles they’ve went through. He literally went from red to pink hair in one day. God you hope Sehun’s prayers for these guys include their hair as well.

Chanyeol decided to watch another movie after it ended. And when the second one was finished, you found everyone was sleeping. You were the most well rested one, obviously. Even today you woke up at 10 to an empty house, they left for a photoshoot and only came back right in time before you left to Sehun’s family house. Kyungsoo was sleeping on your shoulder and Sehun lying down on Chanyeol with his head on the latter’s stomach, and Chanyeol’s on your lap.

You gently tried to wake them up, cause there is no way you could lift all of them to their respective bedrooms. Kyungsoo opened his eyes first while the other two didn’t budge. He didn’t say anything, only moved to the unoccupied end of the sofa and properly lay down before closing his eyes again. The other two didn’t even move an inch, so you grabbed the nearest pillow, held Chanyeol’s head in place, and put a pillow under his head to replace your thigh. You then went to your shared bedroom with Sehun, grabbing some blankets. You put one on Sehun and Chanyeol, placing it so that it doesn’t cover Sehun’s face. After them you turned and laid down another blanket on Kyungsoo. You also noticed he still had his glasses on. So you gently removed them and put them on the table. You got up to go to your bed, but before you could walk away, a hand held you back by your wrist.

“Stay,” he whispered.

You looked down to see Kyungsoo still with his eyes closed and his hand around yours. When he sensed you were not leaving, he opened his eyes and motioned you to lie down in his arms after uncovering himself from the blanket, leaving you some space. When you did, he pulled the blanket over the both of you, spooning and trapping you in his arms. Not that you were complaining, again, he was warm and comfy. Thank God they chose this big ass sofa so everyone could fit in cuddles and not fall over.

“So are you and Sehun okay now?” he talked quietly.

You closed your eyes, feeling the sleepiness, “Yeah, I think so.”

He hummed and the darkness enveloped both of you again.

[summerbreezeyy]

Love, Huh? - Chapter 4

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You woke up feeling refreshed. Must be the alcohol from last night. It has been a long time since you’ve had any. And you gotta admit, Sehun’s bed was extremely comfortable, with lots of pillows and thick comforter, you remembered he used to have nightmares since he was young and needed to hug someone or something to help him sleep easily and nightmare-less. Chanyeol must’ve brought you here, since you fell asleep on his lap last night.

You checked your phone to find that it’s 11 am. There was a note at the bedside table with the messy almost-unreadable handwriting that you know by heart.

‘Hey, we’re gonna work for the day. These are some numbers for deliveries. Don’t forget to take your med. Call us if you need anything.

-S’

You smiled reading the note. You recalled last night before he went to sleep he informed that you were going to be alone for today because they needed to do some finishing touches to the album. You almost laughed remembering Sehun’s frown when telling you all of this, clearly not liking how he had to leave you alone.

After shower and changed into your own clothes you walked out of the room and had some water. The apartment they lived in was very modern and expensive looking. It was also, surprisingly, very neat, considering 3 young guys lived here. But then again, you recalled how Kyungsoo would become very active with his words (and sometimes hands) every time the others would trash around. And they’ve been living together since their debut in 2012, so it made sense they would pick up each other’s habits. Even his neatness rubbed off on you after the constant sleepovers you’ve had until a year ago. Remembering how your ex basically forced you to stop hanging out with them made you mad at yourself. They were all that you’ve had, and you threw them away for someone who didn’t even treat you as good as they do.

Not wanting to think about him first thing in the morning, you decided to clean up the apartment. After finding the tools you needed, you vacuumed the living room. Feeling a bit bored, you borrowed whoever’s headphones on the couch and used it to listen to some music.

When Kyungsoo got home, his brows immediately furrowed together. Someone’s vacuuming, but their scheduled cleaner shouldn’t be here for another 2 days. Following the sound, he found you inside Sehun’s room, singing and dancing along to the music you were listening to with the vacuum in your hand. He couldn’t stop the corners of his lips going up, forming an amused smile.

“OH shit,” you cursed, completely shocked by the additional person in the house when you turned around.

He chuckled and took the vacuum from your hand, putting it away in the living room. “Someone cleans the house every week, you don’t need to do any.” And not waiting for your response, he went to his room to put down all of his stuff before coming out again. “You need help with unpacking?” he asked noticing your suitcase opened earlier.

A smile replaced your pout, and you nodded enthusiastically, knowing he would color coordinate your clothes. He regularly does that to his friends’ closets, destressing he would say. It even surprised you a bit knowing they have someone cleaning their place with his love of making his house spotless, but then again, they are very busy people.

Both of you went back to Sehun and your room. Sehun has emptied out (more like moving some of his clothes to the unused closet in their studio) one of the closet in his room for you to store your clothes. Kyungsoo went straight to work and started to fold your clothes neatly. You on the other hand unpacked your other stuff.

Silence consumed the room, but neither felt uncomfortable. It’s always the same with Kyungsoo. Quiet and peaceful. You’ve always loved how he makes silence so enjoyable. It’s also one of the reason all three of them work, they balance each other out. With the other two being really noisy and loud while the shortest and you when you were around, would keep things peaceful, especially when their competitive ass played games against each other.

But today, you missed him too much to not talk to him. “So how did Sehun get the master bedroom?” you started the conversation as you put away your underwear.

Organizing your hung clothes to color coordinate them, he answered, “We played rock, paper, scissors for it.”

“Shouldn’t the oldest get the biggest room? Or at least you as the leader?”

“We have no leader.”

“Okay, unofficial leader.”

“I still wouldn’t say leader. The most likely not to make fool of themself?”

You snickered, “Yea sure. So how did it happen? Did he convince you both to play for it?”

“Yup.”

“How?”

“That’s Sehun’s maknae power for you,” he simply said while finishing up.

You almost clapped at his work, but decided to just gave him thumbs up. He moved to the sink, tidying up the products you put earlier while also cleaning after Sehun’s mess. You grabbed your money box from the suitcase and tried to put it at the most top shelf of your newly owned closet. But as you reached up, you felt a sting on your ribs and shrieked out of pain while dropping the box in the process.

Kyungsoo noticed the noise and found you crouching down clutching yourself. “Hey are you okay? It’s your rib isn’t it?”

If there’s one thing everyone loves about him is how good he is at reading the atmosphere and people. Without even explaining anything to him, his face changed to express something between worry and annoyed, understanding that you haven’t took your meds yet. He took a deep breath and gestured you to follow him once the pain subdued. Without saying anything he pulled out some side dishes from the fridge and also a bowl of rice. Again without any words he gestured you to eat once he set everything down in front of you on the dining table.

Taking the first bite, your eyes widen and mouth open, surprised at how good the food you were eating, “Wow, this is so much better than last year,” you moaned out. Seeing your expressions a smile replaced the frown on his face. It was not the first time someone complimented him on his cooking, but he did miss your over reactions towards his food.

When you ate the kimchi, a familiarity hit you, “It’s Sehun’s mom’s kimchi isn’t it?” He only nodded. You slowed down your chewing, thinking of the right words to ask.

“No, we didn’t tell her. Do you really think she would let you stay with her super busy son and not take you home with her?” See? People reader.

“Thanks.”

It’s weird, Kyungsoo thought, that he could never took his eyes off of you. The way your eyes would lit up when eating was his favorite thing to see. So for the 2 weeks you were in the hospital when you looked so weak, his heart broke. He loves your laugh and smile, he wished you would always have those on your face. What is this feeling, he would ask himself for years. Romantic feelings? Love? Obsession? He didn’t dare to explore the forbidden area. He still remembered the day Sehun found out Chanyeol had feelings for you. He was furious, for reasons he never asked, afraid of the answers he’s gonna get. He was thankful tho his friends are not as good at reading people as he does. Or is it just because he hides his feelings better?

He thought last year, when you found happiness in your boyfriend, he thought maybe, he could finally stop his . When you moved in with him, he thought, it’s time to forget. When you failed to pick up his and Chanyeol’s calls, he thought, okay you’re happy now. When you didn’t hang out with them anymore, he thought, maybe it’s God’s way of helping him to move on. And when he saw you opened your eyes, he thought, fuck, he can’t move on. So he’s just gonna do what he does best, hide his feelings.

“Oppa,” you called, looking up to him finding his eyes never left you, “Is.. Sehun okay? He was kind of different these last few days.”

He took a deep breath, wondering what to tell you. “Honestly, no.”

“What should I do then?”

His brows furrowed, looking deep in thought. “I think what we can do is to show that he’s not to blame, and let time heals him. And everyone,” he explained softly. Seeing how deflated you were, he reached forward grasping your hand, “Just act like you normally would. And don’t tuck away your feelings. Show it. Tell him. Tell us. Let us help, it will help us heal too.”

Then he released your hand and brought the dirty dishes for him to wash. Ignoring your wish to clean after yourself, he asked you what food you wanted to have for dinner.

You lit up at the thought of eating more good food, he noticed this and his mouth curved into a smile. “You know, I miss every food you’ve ever made. But I think what we need tonight is samgyeopsal and soju, don’t you think?” You cocked your head to get a better glimpse at his face from beside him.

He finished washing up and turned his body to face you, “Sure. But we have to buy it first.”

“Hmm, I also need to buy some stuff. Imma change then.” You replied with a huge smile plastered on your face.

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When you got home, something caught your eyes. More like their hair color. Sehun with his orange hair and Chanyeol with pink permed hair with both sprawled in the sofa. You paused going to the kitchen, turning to face the guy with his thick glasses behind you with both your hands full with groceries, “You were at the salon today? How come your hair is still black?”

He walked pass you, “Don’t wanna have our fans blind with too much bright color.”

Looking up from their phones, Chanyeol immediately rushed towards you giving you a huge smile that you mirrored before tackled the bags you had and noisily went to the kitchen asking what are they eating for dinner, almost earning a hit from Kyungsoo for his unnecessarily loud voice. Sehun slowly approached and patted your head, “Feeling better?”

Still smiling you just nodded. “How you are not bald yet is beyond me,” as you proceeded to ruffle his hair, which was still soft despite all the bleachings.

He copied your expression and then went to the kitchen, Chanyeol’s loud voice caught your attentions. Then there he was, dancing around the kitchen while cheering, “Samgyeopsal, samgyeopsal,” over and over again before Kyungsoo finally hit the back of his head, sharply said, “Help or shut up, idiot.”

“But I’m your idiot and you love me,” Chanyeol sticked his tongue out to his chingu before laughing loudly and ran off outside the kitchen seeing Kyungsoo was picking up the chopping board to hit him. You and Sehun just took the scene in front of you and laughed along.

“I swear I will hurt him someday,” Kyungsoo said, fixing his glasses and put the board down to cut some vegetables.

You walked towards him, touching his shoulder lightly, “No you wouldn’t. You love him,” you tease and replaced to help him chop things before he got the other things ready.

Kyungsoo cutely (never tell him that he is tho, he hates it) pouted, before continued doing his things in his way, quietly.

While you were doing that, Sehun took out the meat you bought earlier, and put them in a bowl before putting away the other groceries. He might seem normal, but you knew this was him not being himself, around you at least. He’s always soft towards you, treating you like a baby, but not all the time. You would act like cat and mouse sometimes, fight occasionally, but lately he’s been on his toes, being very careful. With his words and touches. Heck, he wouldn’t even care about what happens in the kitchen before being the one who everyone babies all the time, but now he even helped. This earned a confused look from Kyungsoo as well. But maybe your longest friend was confused as well, frustrated even, not knowing how to act around you. And maybe Kyungsoo was right, time was needed to heal everyone. Still, you needed to talk to your friend, this you knew.

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“Can you guys stop? I can pick them up myself,” you tried to stifle a giggle after the continuous putting-meat-on-your-plate for the last 30 minutes. You hardly saw Kyungsoo next to you who did all the grilling eat. This caused Chanyeol to unstretch his arm from across Kyungsoo. He looked back at you, with his big puppy eyes, trying to look as rejected as possible. So for the last time, with a smile you told them and yourself, you opened your mouth to receive his meat (grilled meat, get your head out of the gutter).

Then the dinner continued as normal, except for when you choked on your water did the three pairs of eyes (two sets with exceptionally big size) looked at you with concern. This time you laughed. “Guys, I know what happened made you worried about me. I know even some of you,” you focused your eyes on the guys across you, “are still blaming yourself. And let me say this again, none of what happened is any of your fault. I love all of you, and I can’t thank you guys enough for everything that you’ve done to me. But please, trust in me, that I can be okay again, that I am going to be alright.”

Not decent, Kyungsoo reminded himself, to blush when you said ‘love’. He knew you meant it differently than what he wanted, but what you needed at the moment is a friend, and that’s what he was going to be.

When everyone finished eating, Sehun left to pick up a call from his manager while the rest of you stayed to clean up. You caught his hyungs saying things like “It’s probably just an excuse to not clean”. But again, everyone, including yourself has a soft spot for the youngest, so you just continue to clean, before, another phone rang and it’s Chanyeol’s turn to pick up his phone. He started his phone call with a very sweet, “Hello? Oh hi, I’m sorry I forgot to call you.”

“So he’s dating someone?” you asked Kyungsoo as he washed the dishes and you wiped them dry.

Kyungsoo just scoffed, “It is rare to see him not,” he said mindlessly as he passed you a plate.

You continued doing that, again in silence, just like how both of you prefer it. Somehow the quietness amongst the chaos in shape of a Park Chanyeol and Oh Sehun made both of you felt warm and found solace in it.

The guy next to you kept convincing himself that the tingling feeling on his stomach and warmth in his heart whenever you would accidentally touched his arms were probably due to the fact you haven’t been around each other for a year and he just missed you a lot. He ignored the sound of his heart beating harder than it should be, trying to make himself believe it was just the soju affecting him. He pushed away his thoughts and wishes of hugging and kissing your cheeks when you smiled ever so brightly at him when you finished. He prayed to all the gods out there that what he felt now, was going to fade, and then disappear.

Another reason why he refused to drink more when all of you were gathered at the coffee table again, other than the fact he’s not as heavyweight as the rest of you.

“So, who’s the lucky one?” your eyebrows waggled at Chanyeol.

“What?”

“The one you’re dating.”

“Ah,” he paused to chugged down a shot, “Why don’t you guess? But for every wrong answers you gotta do a shot,” he challenged, “I miss your drunk state.”

“Okay. Wait do you all know who?” you asked towards the other guys who just shook their heads. “Let’s play together then!”

“Nope, not interested,” Kyungsoo backed down to the sofa behind him.

“Sure,” Sehun said from across Kyungsoo.

“But I need clues,” you replaced your soju with a glass of water instead, not wanting to be drunk obviously. “If I could guess, that means they’re famous right?” Chanyeol just nodded. “Okay, female or male?”

“Guess, and if you’re wrong you could always drink,” he grinned.

You pouted but played along anyway, “Male?”

Chanyeol’s grin just got bigger and you scowled. “Wrong. Drink up.”

“Okay. She’s an idol,” you guessed after finished your shot.

He nodded. This time Sehun tried out, “I’ve seen her?”

Again Chanyeol nodded. “She’s in a group?” you asked.

“Yup.”

“A noona?”

“Another shot, lady.”

It continued like that for a while, with you asking more questions than Sehun of course. You’ve felt the alcohol kicking in, but not for nothing. You’ve concluded that the girl would be from JYP Entertainment.

“Is it Suzy?” you hesitantly asked.

Chanyeol just smirked while shaking his head. “She changed agency last year.”

You sighed in defeat and took another shot. “I’m using internet.” You informed no one in particular and moved back to lean on the sofa next to the guy who was silent the whole time. Kyungsoo noticed you moving and stretched his arm out so you can put your head there. And you did. After finding the comfy position, which was Kyungsoo’s chest (with him silently hoping no one noticed his breath hitched when you moved closer to him), you googled female idols under JYPE.

“Oppa, I swear to God if it’s ITZY’s maknae Yuna I’m gonna punch you hard.”

This caused all the guys to crack up. “Why?” Chanyeol asked in the middle of his laugh.

“She’s a minor, you pedophile.”

“Well thank God she’s not the one then,” he replied still laughing.

“Okay she’s a member of Twice then,” Sehun chimed in.

“You’re getting closer.”

So you googled Chanyeol and Twice but found nothing too helpful other than he collaborated with Nayeon and Jihyo, and MC-ed with Dahyun. He also was in a show with Sana. But being trained how to act in front of the camera, you couldn’t really tell anything different from the photos and videos you saw.

Before you could guess any other name, your phone rang and showed Yixing’s name as the caller. So you sat up straight, leaving Kyungsoo’s embrace, something he hates, and picked up the phone.

“Oppa,” you said to the phone when the other one didn’t say anything. Three heads snapped towards you with the word you said. “Oppa, it’s me,” you said once again not getting any reply.

You could hear a relieved sigh from the other side before he talked. “Jesus Christ, I thought you were gone.”

You broke into a smile before answering, “It’s gonna take more effort for that I’m afraid.” You excused yourself from them before heading to the kitchen.

Three sets of eyes kept following your movements in the kitchen, how you kept smiling and laughing to the phone. They also didn’t leave your figure until you were seated back next to Kyungsoo.

“Hmm, just text me the address. We’ll talk later, kay? Bye,” you said to Yixing after catching up with him.

Those eyes were still pointed at you, obviously curious who’s the caller. You gave them “What?” look when you noticed their staring.

“’Oppa’?” Chanyeol prompted.

Their protective natures brought a smile to your face. “He’s a friend. A good one.”

They looked like they have more questions but sensing how you didn’t feel like talking about it, Sehun changed the subject. “Don’t tell me it’s Nayeon.”

“You really think she wants to date me? She only has eyes for our little friend right here,” he pointed his eyes at Kyungsoo which earned him laughs from you and Sehun and also a glare from behind the glasses.

Feeling a bit drowsy, you knew you had to go to bed soon, so after settling back to Kyungsoo’s arms you guessed for the last time, “Okay, last guess, cause I don’t wanna be drunk. It’s Sana.”

“Bravo,” Chanyeol clapped.

“Yes!” you cheered and yawned, feeling the sleepiness the alcohol caused.

The man you were leaning on just smiled fondly at you and shook your shoulders, “Go to bed.”

You hummed but didn’t budge an inch. Kyungsoo was too warm and comfy. Instead you closed your eyes.

When you opened it again, you were already on your bed. For two days straight someone had to put you to bed, and you loved it. You noticed it wasn’t morning yet when Sehun came out of the bedroom with his sheet mask on and plopped down beside you. “Care to tell me who your friend is?”

You moved closer to him, missing the warmth of Kyungsoo’s body and needed someone else to replace it. He welcomed you and hugged around your shoulders, hugging you tight. He wasn’t as tired as last night, since he could nap at the salon earlier, so he wanted to spend as much time as possible with you. “He’s the club owner I told you about. Turned out he has a café and we decided to meet up there.”

“When?”

“I don’t know either. Tomorrow maybe? The sooner the better?”

“Hmm, I was thinking of having dinner at my parents’ tomorrow, my mom said it’s been so long since we had a family dinner,” he informed.

“Ohh, with me too?”

He took off his mask and put it on the nightstand, “You are family, idiot,” and kissed your temple.

“Fine, dinner with the Oh’s it is.”

[summerbreezeyy]

Love, Huh? - Chapter 3

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You were scrolling through your phone’s gallery. At the mall you decided to get a new phone and to just move all the data you needed from your broken phone. You saw some photos that made your heart wrench. Your selfies with your ex. Yes he hurt you. You were stupid for staying yes. But you couldn’t lie to yourself, you loved him very much. Aside from his anger and jealousy and over-protective issue, he was a good boyfriend. And your heart actually ached for not having him around for 2 weeks. You knew going on without him is the best choice but couldn’t help to feel the loss over him.

 “I’ll be fine,” you whispered to yourself, trying to convince yourself that you were, gonna be fine.

 Next to you, Sehun shifted in his sleep and your waist was draped by his arm. You looked to your right and find the tired face of someone you know for a fact you can never live without. He was worried about you, all of the guys were, they even sacrificed their sleeping time to work on their album so they could spend time with you at the hospital, you could tell from the evident black shadows under their eyes.

 Knowing you couldn’t fall asleep and didn’t want to bother Sehun with his much needed sleep, you slowly moved his arm and without making a sound made your way to the kitchen of their -well know yours also- shared apartment. You took out a glass of water and sat down at the sofa in the dimly lit living room to continue reminiscing moments you wanted to forget but also remember.

“Can’t sleep?” A deep voice emerged from the fourth bedroom, that they turned into a music/recording/I-need-to-work-alone room. Basically a room they like to hermit in, which is why you had to room with Sehun rather than to get your own bedroom.

 You just nodded and threw him a smile after getting over the initial shock. He walked over to the kitchen, opened up the wine fridge and grabbed a bottle, not forgetting to snatch two wine glasses. He set the glasses on the coffee table in front of you and sit beside you. Then wordlessly opened up the bottle and poured it into the glasses.

 “Might need something harder than water,” he handed you one glass.

 You clank your glasses and drank. Damn this was good wine.

 “It’s Kyungsoo’s. He bought it long time ago, saying we should have it for ‘special event’. We drank one glass each before switching to soju when he got his first acting gig and he said we should save this for another time. So, to protect my life, I would very much appreciate it if you don’t tell him any of this this,” he said winking.

 You chuckled and finished up your first glass. “Want more?” you asked him when he finished his. He gave you his glass for you to fill up. “This wine is legit, tho. If we finished this tonight you think he would kill us?”

 “Only me. He can’t even glare at you.” He muttered something like “You’re pretty much our weaknesses,” as he chugged down on his glass.

 “Wow slow down there, big boy. You have schedule tomorrow right? Sehun told me.”

 “Yes, and that’s why I’m just gonna have 3 glasses tonight.”

 You smiled at him and enjoyed your wine. Both of you enjoying the silence. Or at least you thought. On the other side, Chanyeol was drinking with a lot on his mind. Their impending comeback, the rumor of a sub-unit to be formed in their group, his friends’ condition, you, your wounds, physically and mentally, and everything. He was not used to it, hiding away his feelings, but he knew he had to, for all of you, but mostly Sehun. The younger guy could be very closed up with his feelings, that’s why he made everyone worried for not saying or discussing anything with his hyungs after he cried when you woke up. But he was also worried about you. The way you told them everything after you arrived here, how your bottom lip shook when you explained to them what you told Sehun earlier, or how you grimaced when the effect of the pain killer faded away.

 Chanyeol is a man of words, he likes to talk things out, to discuss everything, basically he loves to converse with people. He had to physically bite his tongue to not ask about things he wanted to ask. So he started easy, “Do you remember the first time we met?”

 “You mean the night Sehun introduced me to the two of you at his house and he almost punched you when you tried to kiss me?”

 “Hey I was drunk!”

 You smiled at the memory, “You were, but you also had a huuuge crush on me.”

 “Yes. A crush Sehun crushed with threats,” he pouts. “And how could I not! You were really pretty.”

 “Hey.”

 He snickered and ruffled your hair. “You’re still very beautiful.”

 You huffed while pouring yourself another glass of wine. Silently hoping this could get you to sleep easier. “Wonder what your fans would think if they know their oppas drank their first alcohol when they were only 15 years old.”

 “Kyungsoo and I were 17, okay. You and Sehun were the 15’s. And it was Sehun’s fault for stealing his dad’s soju! Oh God when their parents found us passed out in his bedroom tho. And when we had to sit through the 3-hours lecture. I remember him not coming to the company for a whole week. I thought he was sent to priest school of something,” he laughed.

 “Well if this career failed he should then. That’s the least he could do to thank God for giving him such nice parents. He was only grounded. And maybe you should too, since they were also really nice not to tell your parents.”

 The red haired male grinned. You looked over to him and studied his profile. His prominent jawline, his nose, lips, and the big ears and eyes you adore. “Checking me out?” he smirked as he caught you staring.

 The alcohol you consumed made your tongue loose and more brave, so you just kept staring and answered, “Well it is a nice view,” with a teasing tone.

 Chanyeol didn’t answer, instead he also stared back at you. He danced his eyes around your face, going back between the eyes he loved to get lost in, and the lips he would very like to taste before focusing his gaze at your lips. He always wondered how to have your lips in between his, to savor your sweet taste that he knew he would be addicted to. He can’t help but to think how amazing it would be like to have you on his lap while making out. He knew where he would put his hands at, your hips as how he imagined a couple times after seeing you did the same to some guy in a club some years ago. And you would whimpered and begged him for more as you bit down his bottom lip. He would usually stop there, but once when he was very desperate for a release and videos didn’t give him the satisfaction, he did imagine how after that he would pinned you down on the bed and leaving marks on your necks. He would then play with your breasts that he knew he would never get tired of. He imagined how you would sighed out his name, moaning about how good he made you feel and how you wanted more of him. Chanyeol imagined how good you would taking his thrusts and how amazing it would feel like to slowly rock out your orgasms and to have you in his arms after you finished.

 Having you sitting in front of him, blatantly enjoying checking him out didn’t help his mind from stopping the scenarios he created in his mind, he had to mentally slap himself and physically pinched his arm to stop the imagination. He knew it was wrong and awkward to think of you that way, but it’s not really his fault when you’re really pleasantly gorgeous and hot in his eyes.

 Ignoring his hottening cheeks, he gazed into your eyes, not surprised when he found sadness in them. Gathering up his braveness, he opened his mouth and tried to speak as soft as possible, “You’re really not going to sue him?” He remember how angry everyone felt when you told the police you were dropping the case. How it bothered him your ex could still roam freely after doing what he did to you.

 “Like I told you, he has money and the resources to win the battle.”

 “But we have the evidence. And we have money, little birdie, in case you didn’t notice,” Chanyeol gestured his arms around their very nice apartment that you know costs a fortune to live in.

 “You guys do. I don’t. And no I’m not using anyone’s money to sue my ex,” you paused to pour out more wine. “His dad might not care a lot about him, but when the media found out that his son abused his girlfriend and is being sued, he would be on the front line booking out the best lawyers in the country to defend him knowing it could affect his company. I’m not gonna go on a war I know I’m gonna lose.”

 He sighed, knowing you were right. “But tell me honestly, are you really okay?”

 This time you sighed. “Nope, not at all,” you smiled bitterly, looking down at your hands. “I feel.. empty? But I’m gonna be okay.” you turned to look at him, sounding uncertain.

 Chanyeol didn’t say anything, he just moved towards you, kissing your forehead before embracing your body, “Yes. You’re one of the strongest people I know. We’ll get through this together.”

 You pulled back to find his concerned expression. “Right. I will be just fine. Maybe not now but, someday,” you said, more like a convince to yourself.

 “That’s our girl,” he kissed your temple again, smiling at you, trying to hide away his worries.

 Feeling the need of more alcohol, you reached out for the wine bottle, but a hand stopped you. “Na’ah miss. Kyungsoo would notice if you drank too much and we wouldn’t live to see the daylight.”

 You pouted and put down your glass. When you yawned, he tapped his thigh, signaling you to put your head there. So you complied. “I missed you guys so much you know,” you said as you lied on your side.

 Chanyeol took your hair in his right hand and played with it, something he knows you love. “We did too.” Then his mind flied around, reminiscing the times all of you would hang out together. “Kyungsoo would be at the end of the sofa having your legs at his lap, and Sehun would sit in front of you, sometimes intentionally blocking your view of the movies, being the little shit that he is,” he laughed. It’s also funny that anyone could be in any positions, even Kyungsoo who one day was really tired put his head on Sehun’s lap with you massaging his legs while he slept through the movie. Watching movies together was definitely the favorite of everyone.

 You smiled fondly at the memory, “Or when it’s horror movies you would begged Kyungsoo to cuddle you and he would do it with his signature frown but would try to push you away when  you hide your face in his neck.”

 “Like you never used Sehun’s body to hide.”

 “Well that’s why we decided horror is not for us.” You shifted and laid on your back, catching his eyes that were looking down at you. “I’m really sorry I made you guys worried.”

 “You’re safe now, and that’s what matters.” He took your hand in his free one giving it a light squeeze, and you smiled at him. “Jongdae is coming back from his tour next week and we’re thinking of having a night out. You wanna come with?”

 “Jongdae as in Kim Jongdae the brother of Mr Kims my boss? The Jongdae you used to write with? He went on a tour?”

 “Yes, he finally became a solo singer. The last time you met him was what 3 years ago?”

 “I think so. Is it okay for me to crash the party?”

 “He would love to have more companies. He’s pretty much like Kyungsoo, he doesn’t have a lot of friends. We’re the closest things he has as best friends other than his brothers.” He noticed your eyes closing, so his right hand that previously was at your hair moved to softly caress your forehead, helping you sleep while his other hand kept mindlessly fiddling with your fingers.

 “Kyungsoo has friends, oppa. He’s not a loner,” you replied half smiling, knowing he would be smacked in the back of his head if the shortest heard.

 “Okay fine, he does have a lot of friends now like Baekhyun and his actor friends. But even the first time he hung out with those actors he didn’t want to go, I had to drive him there cause he was worried he would be awkward there. He is a loner, pumpkin.”

 You chuckled and opened your eyes to see again him looking down at you. He cocked his head and raised his eyebrows, making his eyes even bigger as if asking ‘what?’. You shook your head before closing your eyes again, “Nothing. I just realized how lucky I am to call all three of you my best friends.”

 Chanyeol smiled before saying, “Sleep, you’ve had a long day.” And with that, everything faded to black.

[seihun]

Pcy world domination

i don’t know when i got this anon but yes absolutely you’re so correct

[summerbreezeyy]

Love, Huh? - Chapter 2

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"You done?" Sehun said knocking on the bathroom door.

For the last 2 weeks you've been in this hospital, woke up after almost 3 days since you passed out. Sehun cried -which something you haven't seen in a long time and made you cry too realizing how much you actually hurt him by being hurt- when you opened your eyes. And since then you have never been alone even though the boys were currently preparing for their new album. Some days it would be Kyungsoo who would make sure not even a piece of rice was left on your plates and also would sneak in some snacks for you to eat, the rest of the days would be Chanyeol who would show you funny videos or make you listen to songs they've made but yet released. And then Sehun, who would with one of the guys and never came alone. He would only sit silently on the sofa, looking at you somehow with worried, angry, and guilty looks at the same time while his friends would talk with you. He would only say something when talked to. Truth was, he felt guilty for not sensing anything wrong. He was also very mad at himself for not being able to protect you, something he always promised you since you became friends.

They would work on their album in your hospital room while telling you to eat, rest, and sleep. When the day you finally could go home, well to the guys' apartment since you don't really have other place to stay at -and they were very adamant they wouldn’t have it any other way-, Sehun picked you up alone, Kyungsoo and Chanyeol had to record their parts he informed.

You looked at the mirror to see fading marks on your neck, arms, and face. The stitches were also fading, you almost looked normal. Maybe your body was becoming normal, but you haven’t dare to explore your emotions of what happened 2 weeks ago. You could only hope time would help you heal your heart. The guys surprisingly didn’t bombard you with questions right as you woke up. You knew you owe them some explanations and that their heads were full of questions.

You straightened your clothes -well Kyungsoo’s since all of yours were still at your place and his fits the best since the other two are basically giants- and again looked at the mirror. Somehow, looking at your almost healed wounds made your heart wrenched. You questioned yourself, how could you let him do what he did to you? Better one, why would you do things that pushed him to do what he did?

“Hey, you okay in there?” Sehun’s voice outside grew worried when you didn’t respond.

When you opened the door and saw his face, you couldn’t hold yourself to throw yourself into his arms. You hugged him tight putting your ear on heart to hear the sound of it beating, something you realized was something very calming and pleasant. He was stunned at first, before embracing your body, sharing his body and heart’s warmth.

Both of you stayed still in this position with him stroking your hair giving you more comfort before he pulled back and held your face in his palms with you still hugging his waist, needing his presence more than ever before. “You okay?” he said softly, looking deep into you.

You nodded before continuing “I just ... Thank you. For everything.”

“Anything for you, shorty” he smiled kissing the top of your head.

“Hey I was taller than you in middle school. Not my fault you grew up to be a pole.”

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After some convincing and promises you would leave if he was home and Sehun muttering something like “I hope he’s home so I could show him what broken ribs feel like”, he drove you to your shared apartment with your boyfriend -well ex to be exact- to get your essential items, like your IDs, passport, etc.

Judging by the police line that was still sealed at your door, it did’t look like someone has returned to this house. After getting rid of the tape, you punched in your code with shaking hands, can’t help but to have flashbacks about the nights of your pain. Sehun noticed this and held your other hand in his. And when the door finally opened he took the first step and entered with you behind him. When his eyes spotted the broken glass and trace of dried blood his jaw clenched and his grip tightened.

Concluding no one was really home with the lack of sound and light, he asked where’s your bedroom and lead you both there.

“Um.. Sehun, you probably need to let go of my hand for me so I can work faster.”

He reluctantly did and you took the bag you didn’t finish pack that night. You put in your wallets, laptop, notes, clothes and some stuff you just wanted to bring along. Like hell you were gonna leave your SK-II essence or Anastasia Beverly Hills palette. “You forced me to drive you here just for your skincare and makeup?” Sehun teased with his arms crossed leaning his form to the doorframe.

“These are very expensive alright. Why don’t you make yourself useful and help me find my phone. It should be in the living room somewhere,” you replied while grabbing your huge ass suitcase to fit in more stuff. 

“Just buy a new one.”

“All of my contacts are there. And also tons of pictures I’m not willing to let go of.”

He rolled his eyes and started to move towards the living room. “Like what? Nudes?” 

“I think we both know who likes to take racy pictures out of the two of us.”

“Hey that wasn’t meant for you alright.”

Sehun came back after a few minutes, “Your screen’s broken.”

“Ah dang. Are you busy today? Could we like stop by the mall to fix it or get a new one or something?” You asked looking up while crouching next to the bed, trying to reach whatever was under the bed.

“Free as a bird. You need help?”

“Nope. I.... got it,” you said pulling out a black box.

“Let me guess, your sex toys.”

“Oh honey, if I were into sex toys I wouldn’t just have one box, I’d make a room dedicated to them, Fifty Shades style.”

He snickered and got to his knee, watching you opening up the box. When you did though, he was shocked to see that it was completely filled with money. “Never heard of the bank missy?”

You shrugged, “Just feel safer to have cash than cards.” You put the box in your luggage. Deciding you’ve taken everything you bought with your own money and leaving all he gave you, you closed it. 

“All done?” Sehun grabbed your luggage and your other bag. 

“Yes.” And with that you got up. You were almost out of the door before you remembered something, “Wait!” Sehun looked behind only to see you taking some shoes with you. You grinned at him, showing him a worn out pair of shoes “This is the shoes you bought me with your first paycheck!”

He broke into a huge smile before turning on his heels, telling you to come out fast. Before you close the door to your past, you looked once into what caused you pain and happiness for the last year. 

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“Have you called the guys about we’re eating out?” you asked Sehun as you finished ordering your food. He nodded at your question. “By the way, this is very private. Is this where celebrities go on dates?”

“Well the owner is also an idol, so he knows how hard it is for us to even just hangout with friends, let alone dating. Well for those who don’t want scandals yes, this is the safest place with private rooms and all.” You nodded at his explanation.

Both of you stayed quiet after that. Sehun looked like he wanted to ask you about everything but always stopped himself before he did. When you finished your food, you took a deep breath and called his name, making him look away from his leftover food he was playing with and looked into your eyes.

“Ask.” you commanded.

Sehun paused before asking “When did you quit Junmyeon hyung’s company?” Okay he’s starting light

“Almost a year ago I think.”

“Why? Was it.. him?” Sehun whispered the last word, clearly trying to avoid the sensitive topic.

“He did ask me to quit. But that wasn’t the main reason.”

“And what was it? I thought working at his company was your dream?”

“Well yes. Kinda irrelevant, but before we move on, the company is not his, it’s Mr. Kim Minseok’s.”

“But they’re brothers, the company is their family’s.”

“Yeah but technically Mr. Kim’s the one who ran the whole company, and on the other hand Mr. Kim deals with the magazine, not their....” you stopped talking as you caught Sehun’s unfazed face, clearly not caring about which Kim brothers was the owner. You sighed and continued, “I just felt uncomfortable with both of them that’s all.”

“What? What did they do?”

“Good things. Too good things. They would bring me food, offer me to lunch and dinner, giving souvenirs whenever they’re back from trips, giving me rides home, and all.”

Sehun’s brow furrowed deeper. “And what’s wrong with that?”

“What would you feel if you CEO sent you a flower bouquet and medicines because you were sick the day before or your supervisor’s boss chatting up to you at lunch like your best friends?”

“Happy?” 

You rolled your eyes and sighed. “Normal people would feel uncomfortable. Cause other employees would talk, okay.”

“Did they? Talk? About you?”

“Oh yes they did.”

“Like what?”

“Like how I slept with both of them to get my job, which we both know isn’t true since you force-introduced me to them 2 months after I got hired. And it’s not like they weren’t professional on working time tho. I get scolded when my job wasn’t satisfactory, but gossip’s definitely more fun than fact so, I decided to quit and to start writing again. And it’s not like I needed more money. As you saw earlier I got enough and my boy.. ex-boyfriend is very rich like I told you.”

“Right, your ex.”

“Ask away, blondie.”

“Was it.. the first time?” he asked carefully.

“No.” You saw him blinked and clenched his jaw. 

“Did he do it.... often?”

“No,” you contemplated on how to tell him, and the only way for it to make sense is to tell from the beginning. “Okay, this is gonna be long. Questions after I’m done kay?” 

“Okay.”

You closed your eyes and took a deep breath before starting your story. “Okay, so did you realized after the initial meeting between you, me, him, Chan and Soo oppa we don’t meet that often?” He nodded “And even when we did meet I asked you not to bring your bandmates cause I ‘wanted to spend more time with you’?” Again he nodded. “And did you notice how he got very touchy and would always keep his hands on me when we hung out?” At this he just looked at you confused. “Guess why.” 

You let him think and analyze the whole thing. It took him a couple of second before he got it. “He was jealous.”

This time you nodded. “When we got home after the first meeting, he was saying things like how all three of you have crushes on me and like me more than just friends, and how we’re too close as friends and stuff. So I argued back and we had a big fight that night which ended up giving me a broken rib and nose. I was ready to leave him. But he begged and apologized. And me being the stupid girl that I am, stayed. His jealousy didn’t get better tho, but he never hit me like that again. But in turn, when he got jealous he would be.. um.. really rough in bed. Like choking, spanking, and not the good kind. If he’s jealous I won’t be able to walk the next day because of the pain and forming bruises. And he got jealous of everything. Our calls, facetime, me talking about any of you, or even just admiring celebrities. But I thought, at least he didn’t hurt me outside of bed you know.”

You looked at Sehun’s red ears and his clenched fists on the table. You reached over and took his left one in your right, squeezing it lightly as if saying ‘But I’m okay now, don’t worry’

"He kinda tolerated you, since he knows how much you mean to me, and also because I told him you're gay, which he didn't believe somehow. So he just forced himself not to be jealous when we hang out or talk. But for Chanyeol and Kyungsoo oppa, honestly I did avoid them. I think I was afraid of what he would do to me if I didn’t. But then the night before it happened, we ran into each other. And I’m pretty sure you all noticed how he got very protective of me since you jokingly said ‘chill dude, we’re not gonna take her’ which, he didn’t find funny by the way, he thought you were mocking him. When we were home, again we fought. And when he got angrier I threatened him I'd leave if he ever laid his hands on me again. So he left. At first I thought I was safe, we were okay. But then the club owner called and informed me that my ex spent the night at the club and was drinking a lot. The owner is a friend, so he called just to make sure everything’s okay. But when he told me my ex has been drinking more than he should, I had a feeling it would go bad. And that’s why I called you. But before you could pick up, he came home. We fought again, but I kept my space. I warned him again and again and again about leaving him. And he seemed to calm down, before my phone rings, and he saw the caller and he snapped.” You stopped, knowing it’s gonna be the hardest part to tell.

Sehun’s eyes doubled in size. Realization hit him like a ton of bricks. It was him who called.

You took both his hands, “And it’s not your fault. Never yours. Don’t you dare blaming yourself okay.”

His lips trembled, but he told himself he had to be strong for you. No matter how terrible this was for him, you still had it the hardest. So he let go of your hands and moved beside you. He looked to your eyes deeply and ask, “Were you scared?”

“Very.” And with that he took you in his arms.

You didn’t realize it, but you found yourself crying and sobbing on his chest. Finally you crumbled down. You felt broken and worthless. Maybe you did deserve all the hitting. Maybe you weren’t good enough for him or anybody.

You cried for few minutes before calming down. You pulled away and he wiped your tears. “You also can’t blame yourself for what happened. This is all him. You are amazing, beautiful, and deserve someone who treats you like the queen you are,” he stated, knowing fully well you were putting yourself down. “Don’t discredit yourself. You’re perfect just like how you are.”

Then he hugged you again, you let yourself be embraced into his grasp, letting him mend your broken heart.

[summerbreezeyy]

Love, Huh?- Chapter 1

Chapter 1

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“It doesn’t look good. He hasn’t stopped drinking since an hour ago.”

You cursed under your breath chewing your bottom lip in nervousness. “Okay thanks for letting me know,” you replied back before hanging up.

Shit, shit you thought. Your hands were shaking, minds full of fear. You knew if he left the club right now, he would reach this apartment in 15 minutes on foot. You also knew that if you didn’t act fast enough, you’d die. So you sprinted to your shared bedroom, packing whatever you could bring with you. But while you were filling your bag with some cash he stashed, you thought where would I go?

So you went bag to the living room, calling the only one you could think about, Oh Sehun.

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Sehun’s brows were furrowed. He looked deep in thought until he felt someone tap his shoulders that he looked back and saw Kyungsoo.

“Dinner’s ready,” Kyungsoo informed and left Sehun’s room after the younger nodded at him.

Sehun got up from his seat and reached his phone on his bed to follow his hyung’s steps. When they were seated at the table, Sehun realized his phone was dead. He left his seat to the sofa and unplug whoever’s phone was connected to the charger to plug his in.

“Hey,” he earned a disapproving glare from Chanyeol when he saw it.

Sehun grabbed Chanyeol’s phone and hand it to him, “It’s full,” while sticking out his tongue only for the taller do the same to him. Kyungsoo muttered something like “I’m the only adult in this house” under his breath while putting down their dinner on the table.

“You’re still writing the lyrics?” Chanyeol asked handing Sehun some dirty dishes -it was Sehun’s turn tonight-

“Yeah. Still stuck on the second verse. I’ll give it to you when it’s done.”

“Okay. Just let me know if you need any help,” Chanyeol replied. Before Sehun could get a word out Chanyeol continued “with the lyrics not the dishes,” he smiled giving the younger a pat on his back while walking out of the kitchen.

Sehun just pouted and continued to do his dishes. When he finished he went to the living room to check his phone to find out that he missed a call from you. So he laid down on the sofa to call you back.

“Okay what’s tonight’s genre?” Chanyeol said loudly to his two bandmates.

Kyungsoo didn’t look up from his laptop to reply, “Anything less than 1 hour, I gotta finish up my lyrics.”

Chanyeol then turned to look to Sehun who was still waiting for you to pick up the phone, “I’m down for anything.”

“Okay! Porn it is!” He cheered. “Ow! I’m kidding! We’re watching Running Man okay,” he scowled and rubbed his head after two pillows were thrown (one was smashed at the back of his head since Sehun was closer) at him.

Meanwhile Sehun gave up calling you after you failed to pick up twice, so he decided to enjoy his little solace before having to beat his brain out to write lyrics for their new songs.

About 30 minutes into the show Sehun’s phone lit up, showing your name as the caller. He picked up immediately.

“Hey, sorry my phone died. You need anything?”

Instead of hearing your voice, someone else’s spoke up. “Are you a friend or family of this phone’s owner?”

Sehun slowly sat up from his position, slightly worried at why someone else is using your phone. He tried to eliminate the worst scenarios in his head and tried to convince himself maybe you left your phone somewhere and this gentleman picked it up. But even after trying to convince himself of that, his heart was still pounding in his chest.

“Sir?” the voice called out after Sehun failed to respond.

“Oh yes, I’m sorry. I’m her friend. Is there something wrong?” he almost whispered the last sentence, clearly terrified at what the answer could be. At this point, his friends was alarmed of his changed mood and pale face, Chanyeol lowered the TV’s volume and Kyungsoo kept his gaze at Sehun. They can’t help but to be nervous at the youngest unusual respond of a call. They knew Sehun had one female friend only, and that’s you. So him freezing at your call was something weird.

“Sir I’m a police officer,” Sehun’s heart dropped at that. “I’m calling from a hospital,” he felt like throwing up. “Your friend is currently unconscious and being treated in the Emergency Room as we speak. I would need you to come down here to fill some files and ....,” Sehun couldn’t really hear the rest of the officer’s words. His head was spinning and he couldn’t think. He tried to stand up but failed horribly only to be held up by Chanyeol.

“Hey anything wrong?” Kyungsoo asked softly holding his other side.

“Hospital. I need to go to the hospital. She.. I.. Shit I don’t know what happened to her.”

Kyungsoo threw a look at Chanyeol and the latter went rushing to their bedrooms. Kyungsoo sat Sehun down and quickly grabbed a glass of water to him.

After finishing his water, Chanyeol came back with 3 jackets and his car keys in hand. Chanyeol put on his jacket, and gave the other two theirs. Sehun copied his hyungs’ actions with a blank stare. They then left their apartment hurriedly with no words exchanged.

When they reached the garage, Sehun’s legs failed him and he fell on his bottom. Kyungsoo told Chanyeol to go get the car while he came closer to the youngest.

When he kneel in front of Sehun, the latter's eyes were wide and his hands were shaking. “Hyung what if she.. I .. if she di.. hyung I swear I.. what would happen to her, hyung I..”

Kyungsoo just took his hand and hugged him. “She’s strong. She’ll get through everything.”

Chanyeol then helped Sehun who was still lifeless into the car. On the way to the hospital, he kept checking his best friend’s face through the rear-view mirror, Sehun’s face was ghastly. He tried to go faster and his grip on the steering wheel was tight and he chewed his inner cheeks out of nervousness. Right now he was worried not just about Sehun, but also about you.

On his side Kyungsoo also shared the same concern. Occasionally he would look back on Sehun only to find nothing changed. Still the same position, the same expression, though one time he looked back a tear came out of Sehun’s eye. On times he didn’t check on Sehun, he would bite down his nails. Somehow even after about a year you rarely hang out with Kyungsoo and Chanyeol, they still cared greatly about you.

When they arrived tho, Sehun’s demeanor changed. He bolted through the door and ran into the hospital. The other two chased him to the ER while he opened up every curtains to try finding you. Chanyeol ran over to him to calm him down while Kyungsoo asked a nurse about you, the girl that came with the police.

After she showed Kyungsoo your almost lifeless body Kyungsoo stopped breathing for a minute. Your hands were covered with bruises. Fresh and healing ones. There were hand marks over your neck. Your lip was cut and your face was starting to swell. There was dried blood on your hair and face. Your left temple was covered by a gauze.

He couldn’t muster enough strength to call over his friends until Chanyeol spotted him and dragged Sehun along with him. Needless to say, their reactions were similar. The nurse came back and asked one of them to follow her to fill in your info and another one could meet the doctor for an explanation. Sensing Sehun wouldn’t move anytime soon, Chanyeol grabbed a chair and made Sehun sat on it while he and Kyungsoo left to follow the nurse.

“Can you meet the doctor? I.. I don’t think I could hear what happened to her,” Chanyeol said softly to Kyungsoo while they were tailing the nurse.

Kyungsoo nodded to respond and met the doctor in charge. He informed that you probably need to stay at the hospital for at least two weeks, and that you probably would be conscious in one or two days. He also informed that aside from the purple and blue bruises you had two broken ribs, and an open wound on your temple which the doctor would stitch later. He then brought Kyungsoo over to the office Sehun spoke to earlier.

Through the conversation he found out that a neighbor called the police after hearing screaming from you. Turned out, your boyfriend also called the ambulance after he smashed your head with a beer bottle, making you bleed and pass out. When the police arrived, he was kneeling and crying next to your unconscious body. He also told Kyungsoo he was arrested and that Kyungsoo and the others should convince you to press charges against him.

Kyungsoo thanked both of them before returning to see Sehun sobbing into Chanyeol’s shoulders. Kyungsoo stood on your other side, taking your hand in his, and prayed that somehow this was just a dream.

[summerbreezeyy]

Love, Huh?

pairing : reader x do kyungsoo x oh sehun x park chanyeol

After life fucked you up you ended up living with your best friend Oh Sehun and his bandmates Do Kyungsoo and Park Chanyeol. Feelings go involved in your friendships and somehow, no one knows how, you dated eachother.

Warnings : smut, cursing

[summerbreezeyy]

oh and i've also been reading a lot about polyamory, looks... fun and different and interesting the whole thing. has any of you been in a polyamory relationship?

[summerbreezeyy]

so i'm thinking of rewriting an angst that i wrote years ago about (the) louis tomlinson inspired by taylor swift's the moment i knew. i'm just gonna go listen to the song to get the feeling of who's gonna be the main guy

[summerbreezeyy]

My Baby

pairings : reader x do kyungsoo

after 2 months of being apart, your boyfriend finally came home. basically just a very rushed and great sex with do kyungsoo.

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You were at your boyfriend's house, waiting for him to come home. It has been 2 months since you last saw him after he left to shoot his movie. He'd promised he would come straight home after touching down at the airport. You were thinking of getting a sexy lingerie to put up a show for him, but you were pretty sure he would be turned on even if you used a sack over your body as you could tell from the last phone call you had with him, how he growled "Fuck I can't wait to see you tomorrow" that caused a pool forming in your core.

After almost an hour of waiting, the front door finally opened. And there he was, with his heart-shaped smile that you adore with your life and his eyes looking softly at you as you lunged to his arms.

"How I miss you baby," he said nestling his head in the crook of your neck breathing in the scent he has missed for the last 2 months.

Kyungsoo let go of the hug but still keeping you an inch away to take a good look at your face. "Always so beautiful," he said holding your face and finally crashed his lips to yours.

The kiss was everything but gentle and patience. You already felt weak on your knees just from the way he was kissing the life out of you. He licked your bottom lip asking for permission, and how could you really say no to him. He brought your body along to the couch when he finally sat down with you on his lap.

"No bedroom?" you asked with a teasing tone.

"No time," he answered, "Sweet Jesus I miss you," he continued kissing you again. After getting enough of the taste of your lips, he trailed down to your jaw and your neck, giving a light nip at every spot making you moan. He captured your sweet spot that he knew so well earning a mewl from you.

He stopped to get rid of all of your clothes, and smiled when he saw your naked body. You were shocked to see how buffed he's been by the evident sign of abs and muscles on his arms. "Soo can you take more soldier roles?" as you sat down on his laps again to touch and feel his muscles.

He chuckled and started playing with your boobs. "Hey guys I missed you."

"You dork," you smiled as you reached down to give his already hard shaft, moving your hand up and down over it.

He took one of your breasts after moaning your name into his mouth and moved his hand below to your core, drawing tight circle on your clit before putting in his middle finger inside you, reaching a delicious part.

"Fuck, Soo," you let out a moan as you kept working around his length. Kyungsoo kept pumping his finger into you while enjoying your breast when you finally grew impatient of how slow this was going. "Soo, now."

"Now what baby?" he teased while licking your nipples and added another finger in.

"Oh shit," you hissed at the added pleasure.

"Tell me what do you want, kitten," moving his mouth to your neck lightly biting down on it.

"Fuck me baby, fuck me senseless."

Determined to fulfill your wish, he turned you over and with a powerful thrust entered you at once making you moan so hard you were almost worried Kyungsoo’s neighbors were gonna file in noise complaint. But first thing first, just enjoy how deliciously Kyungsoo’s cock stretch your womanhood making you dizzy.

“Always feel so good around me,” he moaned into your mouth.

He started to build up a very fast pace, obviously desperate for a release after 2 months not being able to fuck you.

“Soo harder,” you begged, “Fuck me harder until I can’t walk baby.”

Kyungsoo growled giving your shoulder a hard suck leaving a red mark on it, thrusting into you with a faster pace.

“F-Fuck, Soo I-I can’t I’m coming,” you screamed as you hugged him close and came all over him.

You clenching over his length was the last push for him. He finally thrusted deep into you, filling you with his hot seeds. He collapsed on top of your chest as you kissed the top of his head.

When you two were still enjoying each others’ presences you could feel Kyungsoo growing again inside you. He started to kiss your chest and lightly moved his hips earning a breathy moan from you.

But before he could move again his phone rang. He got up after cursing and promising to kill whoever on the other side of the line. You chuckled as you sat down, reaching over to get a tissue to clean yourself up.

“Can’t you just come back tonight?” he annoyedly replied to his phone. “Fine!” he hung up with an irritated look. “The guys are coming and Chanyeol told me they’re 5 minutes away,” he informed you.

You eyed his almost erect dick and said seductively, “I think I could take care of that in less than 5 minutes.”

[summerbreezeyy]

Telephone

pairing : reader x oh sehun x park chanyeol (threesome)

you’re one of the models for EXO-SC’s newest MV, Telephone. One thing led to another, you ended up at your room, naked, and sandwiched between the guys

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Being a model is hard. Especially being a model in a foreign country. So when you got contacted by the well known SM Entertainment to be in one of their music videos, you didn’t even think twice to agree. And that’s how you ended up being in the EXO-SC’s Telephone music video for their newest comeback. Your job wasn’t hard, you didn’t even have to act or anything. Your scene ended in a span of 5 minutes shooting. 

While shooting the scene with Chanyeol, you couldn’t help but to notice his handsome face and tall body, like how could someone be this perfect? His oversized outfit couldn’t even hide his muscles. You’ve heard of EXO before, of course. But to see him in real life was amazing. So you took your chances while you can. You asked him for a picture when the crew was not looking.

“You’re good at Korean,” he would say when you introduced yourself to him that led you to explain you’ve been living here for 2 years now.

He then took a selfie with you and then stopped you when you were leaving after saying thanks. “We’re having a wrap up party tonight, since we just finished the album. Since you are also contributing to the success of this comeback, why don’t you join us?” he asked while giving you a paper with the name and address of the club.

“Really? I don’t wanna crash your party or anything.”

“You’re not crashing anything. You’re making the party better,” he assured me with a smile. As you was saying your goodbye after he told you to be there at 8 PM, you could’ve swore you saw him wink at you, but then again it could be just your imagination.

At 8:30 PM, you arrived at the address he gave you. The outside of the club was empty of people, there was only a security guard at the front of the door. You came close to the guard and he asked for your name. He was looking through the list of names he had on his hands when you realized that they probably rented the whole club for their party.

When the guard let you in after finding your name, you walked in and a sea of people welcomed your eyes. People were dancing and the bar was full. You felt a bit out of place, since you are a foreigner and you don’t really know anyone in this room. You were standing awkwardly, internally considering whether you should go to the bathroom or just go home, when someone poked your shoulder.

As you turned around, you looked up to see a familiar, and very handsome face looking at you smiling, Sehun. “Hey, you’re the model from today’s shooting right? The one Chanyeol hyung invited?” but due to the music being really loud, he had to lean into my ear to repeat his question. He smelled like a very expensive perfume mixed with alcohol. He gave you one of the beer he was holding and continued to say, “Come on, hyung is at the second floor” as he pointed to the top of the stairs.

You followed him up the stairs and at the last step there was another guard there. “She’s with me,” Sehun informed him. As it turned out, the second floor is some kind of a balcony that could look down on the dance floor below. And it is also the VIP booth, hence the guard. There were around 10 other people in this booth as well, some of them are the faces you’ve seen before but none that you could name. 

“Hey you really came!” Chanyeol cheered while getting up from the sofa and hugged me. Just like his bandmate he smelled like alcohol with a different kind of perfume, but still expensive.

You were kinda flustered from the hug but you managed to let out “Sorry I’m late.”

Again Chanyeol winked and said, “Better late than never.”

About 45 minutes of drinking and chatting with the two boys sitting next to you, they’ve found out where you came from, why and how you started you modelling career in South Korea, and you also found out how hard the process of making their 2 albums were due to the lack of support from their company (well fuck you SM). As you were talking and drinking, they kept their distances close to you, sometimes would on purpose touch your bare arms or thighs when laughing, Chanyeol even played with your hair and put his arms around your waist at some point. Sehun with his covered thigh touching your almost bare also kept his gaze deep at you and sometimes your lips and your exposed skin while Chanyeol would draw small circles at your waist, making you feel hot and lowkey turned on. 

Finally Chanyeol took your hand to dance. You also noticed Sehun getting up and following behind you two. At this point, due to the people upstairs keep bringing new people up, the booth is pretty crowded, but still not as cramped as the dance floor below you.

Chanyeol and you started dancing following the music. At one point his hands found their place on your hips and yours at his shoulders. Not long after you felt another hands circling your waist, pulling you closer, and you couldn't help but notice the growing bulge pressed against your ass. You didn’t have to look over since the owner would then rest his chin on your shoulder, making you smell again the expensive perfume. Sehun would then turned you around, making you face him and let go of your contact with Chanyeol. Sehun had a smirk (that’s only making him look hotter than he was) on his face when his hands replaced where Chanyeol’s were.

Sehun was bolder than Chanyeol, his hands kept getting lower until he was holding your ass. He slightly and teasingly squeezed your butt, still looking intently at you with that dangerous smirk never leaving his face. You gasped silently as Chanyeol kissed the back of your neck making you moan.

“How far is your place?” Chanyeol whispered to your neck.

“10 minutes,” you answered with a moan as Sehun squeezed your ass a bit harder.

So 10 minutes after a taxi ride full of thighs groping and teasing light touches, you arrived at your apartment and Sehun wasted no time to spin you and kiss the heck out of you after Chanyeol closed the door. 

Chanyeol chuckled at the younger’s eagerness, “Let’s continue this in the bedroom.”

But instead of stop kissing you, Sehun just picked you up as you circled your legs around him, following Chanyeol who was trying to fins your bedroom, which wasn’t hard since this is a one bedroom apartment.

When he finally found your bedroom, Sehun put you on your bed and Chanyeol took his place, between your legs while you were sitting. He first kissed your jaw before slowly making his way to your lips. When he finally did, you felt the bed dip behind you and a two hands around your still covered breasts. You moaned into Chanyeol’s kiss as he backed away to get rid of his clothes. 

You turned your head to find Sehun already in his boxers only and your lips found each other again. He then unzip your dress and unclasped your bra to play with your breasts more freely. Chanyeol, also only in his boxers, came and get rid of your dress. He then kissed the inner of your thighs and you can’t help but to moan from the double pleasure you were getting.

Chanyeol would then freed you from your underwear, and when he did, he admired the pooling wetness that they did to your exposed core, “So wet and beautiful.” He then kissed your clit and then licked your core. “Fuck she tastes good, Hun,” he said stopping with a smug smile.

You stopped kissing Sehun who just smirked as a response to moan out Chanyeol’s name and Sehun took this chance to attack your neck. He abused your sweet spot just below your ear and you almost screamed when Chanyeol plunged his tongue inside you. Fuck he’s good with his tongue.

“Fuck,” you hissed as Chanyeol moved his mouth to your clit, french kissing it, while slipping one finger in while humming “So warm”

As a way of returning the favor, you reached behind searching for Sehun’s cock. He helped you with lowering his boxers to let his cock sprang free. You wrapped your hand around it and moved your hand from the base to the top, not forgetting to wipe his pre-cum and drawing circles at the tip with your thumb. Sehun just moaned while leaving marks all over your neck and shoulder.

“Chan.. Chanyeol, fuck I’m close,” you moaned while still moving your hand up and down Sehun’s shaft and gripping Chanyeol’s lilac hair between your legs.

“Come babygirl, come for us,” Sehun sexily whispered as he nibbled on your ear.

And that was your cue to come undone before these two guys. As you were coming down from your high, Sehun laid you down and got up to completely remove his leftover clothes. As you looked around, Chanyeol was also in already in his naked glory. And God, were they blessed.

Chanyeol come closer to you, cock in his fist. Understanding what he wanted, you held the base of his cock and licked his tip which earned a cuss from him. You licked his shaft from the base to the tip while looking at his eyes. “Fuck you’re hotter with a dick in your mouth,” Chanyeol cursed as you slowly but surely trying to take him all inside your mouth. 

While you were working on Chanyeol, Sehun came closer and started to taste you. “You’re right hyung. She does taste amazing,” he said after lapping on your juice, making you moan and in turn giving Chanyeol more pleasure.

Sehun then aligned his condom-covered member to your entrance, and slowly pushing in until you swallowed every inch of him. “Jesus, you’re tight,” he growled.

You let out Chanyeol with a pop to moan, because damn Sehun filled you so deliciously. Sehun began to move slowly, getting you used to his size as you still lazily move your hand around Chanyeol’s girth. Then Sehun started to move faster and Chanyeol started to play with your nipples, flicking and swirling them.

“Sehun faster,” and with that he thrusted deeper and faster making your scream out his name, forgetting Chanyeol on your side. Not wanting to be left out, Chanyeol crashed his lips to yours.

Not long after Sehun pulled out of you, making you break your kiss with Chanyeol and whined because of the emptiness. “On your knees,” the orange haired dude said. So you did as you were told.

As you were rearranging your position, Chanyeol sat in front of you with his dick standing proud. You went down on him, doing a better job with a better position. While you were feasting on Chanyeol’s member, Sehun suddenly thrusted into you making you choke on Chanyeol’s dick which resulted to the latter’s cursing. “Fuck do it again Hun.” And so the younger did.

Sehun would pull almost all the way out only to ram himself deeper into you. He was gripping your hips tight you were sure there’s gonna be a mark there tomorrow. He kept slamming your walls and snapping his hips, fucking you hard and deep you were forgetting your name. 

You felt Sehun getting closer as his thrusting was getting sloppier. Wanting to get off together, he moved one of his hand to rub on your clit. Chanyeol would release himself, wanting to hear you screaming out of pleasure.

“FUCK,” you screamed when you felt your orgasm nearing. Sehun let out a string of curses when you clenched around him and reach your orgasm. He thrusted a couple more times before the final thrust, the deepest anyone has ever been in you, and finally came into his condom.

After Sehun pulled out off of you, Chanyeol took over and slipped his tongue into your mouth. Dang this guy’s good with his tongue. 

He pulled back and admired your naked state. He opened up your legs and drool, “What a beauty.”

He rolled a condom onto his dick and sat down beside you. He pulled you on top of him and you aligned yourself to his member. You both were gasping loudly as you slowly sink deeper to his dick.

“Move slowly baby, I wanna feel all of you,” Chanyeol said while kissing your neck, marking you near the marks his friend gave earlier. While Sehun was rough, Chanyeol was very gentle and passionate. Both are great though, not that you were complaining.

You leaned your head back, giving him more access to your neck and breasts, and he didn’t waste that opportunity and went straight to lick your nipples. You kept moving slowly, up and down, forward and backward, sometimes in circles, as the both of you were enjoying a slow burning pace to orgasm.

When you felt you were close and needed more, you whispered to him “Fuck me hard,” while lightly bit his shoulder.

Hearing this, he turned you to your back and put your legs over his shoulders, and did what you wished for. 

“Are you close baby?” he said in between thrusts that you gave no answer to since you were too busy cursing and moaning. “I’ll take that as a yes.” 

You were a moaning mess as Chanyeol kept hitting your sweet spot and nipping your neck. “Fuck baby you feel so good around me,” Chanyeol growled as you tightened yourself around his length. “Wait for me.”

As he kept fucking you hard, he was finally getting closer and let you know of this. “Cum baby. Cum hard and scream my name.”

And so you did. You came hard, and yelling his name. He came not long after with a very sexy grunt and he just passed out on top of you. 

You were both trying to catch your breaths when a shirtless Sehun -who you didn’t even realized left the room- came into your room with what seemed to be a hot towel and two glasses of water. “Move,” he told the taller guy.

Sehun cleaned you up with the towel. He also gave you and his friend each a glass of water, “Need to stay hydrated,” he reasoned. 

Chanyeol was also busy cleaning up the clothes laying around in the room, wearing his own underwear and throwing his used condom in the process.

You on the other hand, was spent. You just laid there, naked, almost lifeless as Sehun was taking care of you. He chuckled lightly seeing how exhausted you were because of them. He grabbed one of the nearest shirt, which turned out to be his, and put it on you. “It’s a cold night. Put it on.”

So after all of you are clean of any traces of cum, you laid down in your thank-God-big-enough bed. You were hugging Sehun’s waist and he was playing with your hair while Chanyeol was spooning you from behind.

“You’ve done this before, haven’t you?” your voice coming out almost as softly as a whisper, thanks to Chanyeol’s long dick.

Both just let out a breathy laugh at your question. “Go to sleep princess,” Sehun said while kissing the top of your head, not giving you an answer.

Just like what you’ve been doing tonight, you obey.

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When you woke up, you were alone still using Sehun’s shirt. You checked your phone and the time was 11 in the morning. You were spent alright. 

You walked out of your room to find a brown paper bag on top of your kitchen counter. You opened it up to find some bagels and a cup of coffee in it. There was also a note next to it containing 2 different hand writings.

‘Hey, sorry we gotta leave, work’s waiting. Thank you for last night. You can keep the shirt by the way, it looks good on you. This is our number, feel free to contact us when you feel like it. And we hope you enjoyed last night as much as we did. - S

Thank you baby, last night was great. Oh and the answer to your question, yeah we have and are waiting for another chance ;) -C'

After reading the note, you saved their numbers that were at the bottom of the note to your phone while smiling, fully knowing your life in Korea has just got a lot more interesting.