▸ PAIRING: choi san x fem!reader || ▸ WORD COUNT: 0.3K || ▸ GENRE: fluff, smut || ▸ TAGS: nonidol!au, marriage au, phone sex, brat!reader, dom!san, mutual masturbation, daddy kink || ▸ SYNOPSIS: "Such a needy little thing, aren't you?" || -ˋˏ✄┈┈ AUTHOR'S NOTE: Requested by my love Ally @lovetaroandtaemin!
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"How's Hong Kong?"
"Boring without you," San confesses. "Hongjoong would not let up on this one clause in the contract, we were in there for an extra hour." San holds his whiskey glass with neutral concentration, the previous meeting he was in taking over his thoughts. You try not to whine when his focus strays, but you can't help it.
Your husband is a thousand miles away, and he's too busy thinking of company mergers to pay attention to the hour you have on your phone call before he needs to go to bed.
San gives you a small smile as his chest rumbles with laughter. "Such a needy little thing, aren't you?" He sets his glass down on his bedside table and begins unbuttoning his shirt. "I'm sorry, tonight's all about you, my love."
You grin and tug your lip between your teeth, crossing your legs mischievously. Only now does your husband realize you're without panties underneath your nightgown, and he blows out a ragged breath.
"Did I say you could sleep without underwear tonight, doll?"
"No, Daddy. But I miss you so much, I couldn't help myself. Please don't be mad at me." You uncross your legs and rub the outer skin of your thighs, wanting to touch your glistening folds so badly but unwilling to make your husband more upset than he appears to be.
San releases another laugh, but this one bites harder than the last, making your body rumble with heat. He shrugs off his button-up and unzips his pants until his cock springs free, already leaking with pre-cum. "Well, breaking the rules better be worth my time, or I won't be so willing to let it go when I come back," San says as he grips himself in his hand, groaning at the contact of his fingers, wishing it was you holding him. "Show me how much you miss me."
september ‘25 - december ‘25 fic faves (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧
hello again friends and happy new year!!! 2025 was a mess and a half literally it was 2020 2.0 lmaooo but I have an inkling 2026 is gonna be better 😌 anywayyyy once again I've read nothing but hits after hits w these fics the past few months 🤏🏻🙂↕️ like I’m always floored w how talented these writers are - and ofc caratblr’s starting to get me Good bc tell me why majority of my to reads list (my drafts) are svt fics???? (but I’m also showing my love for any tannie fics that catch my eye too lolol)
as always please give these lovely works a read and like I always love to remind everyone who comes across my faves posts, plssssss support these talented folks by reblogging and screaming sharing your thoughts on their works!!!!
september 2025
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the deal by @rkiveslibrary
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the v week spy by @smileysuh
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room 312 by @cherryberrycheol
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12b emergencies by @imhalfplastic (tempted to read this again just to blush and giggle over their top tier banter 🤭)
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kwon soonyoung x reader; idiots best friends to lovers,
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a holly, jolly crisis by @kpopfanfictrash
jhs x reader; holiday au, ex-best friends to lovers, rom-com, fluff, smut, angst
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labubu!myg x reader, (slight) knj x reader; labubu au, fluff, angst, smut, humor
♡ pairing: bf!mingi x afab!reader
♡ theme: smut
♡ wc: 2.5k
♡ warnings: dom!mingi, sub!reader, size kink (obviously), reader wears lingerie, mingi picks up reader and carries them, masturbation (f. & m.), oral (f. receiving), fingering (f. receiving), multiple orgasms (f. receiving), unprotected piv sex (do not do this), dacryphilia, possessiveness, creampie, reader gets one (1) hickey, pet names (princess, doll, babygirl), great aftercare, fluff ending
♡ a/n: i don’t normally write atz but bestie @myhimbomingi requested a mingi fic and i absolutely said yes!! i had such a fun time writing him hehe
The soft light of early dawn filters through your eyelids as you slowly drift into consciousness. You roll over, flopping your arm over your sleeping boyfriend to snuggle up next to him - but your hand hits nothing but the bedsheets. You sleepily pry your eyes open to see his side of the bed vacant. You grab your phone to check your texts - sure enough, you have a message from Mingi, sent at 6:14am:
good morning babe :) sorry to leave without saying goodbye but i didnt wanna wake u, u looked so cute!! i had to leave early for work today but i promise i’ll make it up to u! i left u a present on the counter, we’ll put it to good use tonight ;) love you ❤️
You were planning on going back to sleep, but now you're simply too curious. You hop out of bed and make your way to the kitchen. There, on the counter, you see a flat, gift-wrapped box - creamy white in color with baby pink ribbons tying it together. Whatever it is, it looks expensive. You untie the pastel bow and remove the lid. Underneath several layers of crisp white tissue paper, you find your present: a lingerie set.
The set is jet black, made of silky mesh adorned with lace and satin ribbons. It’s light as a feather, buttery soft to the touch - clearly a luxury item. You've never worn anything like it in your life, but it's beautiful.
You pull your phone out to text your boyfriend.
got your gift, hurry home to me ;)
The typing bubble immediately pops up. Within seconds he responds.
i will baby 😘
The day passes at an annoyingly slow pace. You didn't have much to do today anyway, so you try to occupy yourself with chores, but you can't help daydreaming about what all Mingi will be doing to you later.
Finally, evening rolls around - Mingi will be home soon.
You take a quick shower to freshen up, afterwards donning your new lingerie set. With all its various straps it takes you a few minutes to even figure out how to get it on, but once you do you step in front of your full length mirror to check it out. You knew it was gonna be really pretty on, but you look fucking hot. You start thinking about how feral it's going to make Mingi - quickly ruining the delicate panties at the mere thought of him.
You grab some leggings and a big tshirt and throw them on. Another peek in the mirror verifies that you can't tell what you're wearing underneath the comfy clothes - all the more perfect to surprise him with.
A few minutes later, you hear the sound of the front door being unlocked and opened.
“Babe, I’m home!” Mingi calls out.
You flutter on over to meet him, practically skipping as you jump into his arms. He pulls you in for a big kiss, placing his large hand on the back of your head, petting your hair softly as he holds you tight against him. As his lips depart from yours, he smiles, gazing at you with pure love.
“I missed you,” you tell him as you place your hand on his chest.
“I missed you too,” he replies as he kisses your forehead.
“Soooo,” he starts as he tosses his bag down and kicks his shoes off. “What do you say we try out your new present?”
“Already?” you reply coyly. “Don’t you wanna eat dinner first?”
“It can wait,” he says as he lightly grabs onto your chin. His voice turns low and rumbly.
“I’d rather eat you.”
You giggle. “Well somebody's horny.”
“I've been thinking about you all day - thinking about how good you're gonna look in your gift.” He strokes your jaw with his thumb. “Gonna be my pretty little present.”
He grabs the hem of your tshirt, starting to pull it off of you.
“Why don't we get you out of these clothes already and-”
He stops. He’s lifted your shirt just enough to reveal the black lacy lingerie underneath.
“Oh.”
“One step ahead of you, baby,” you say sweetly.
“Fuckkkkk,” he groans. He helps you lift your shirt the rest of the way off, flinging it aside as he takes in the sight of you. The mesh lining of the bra is entirely sheer, putting your nipples on full display. The coolness of the room combined with how turned on you’re getting makes them perk up, poking through the delicate fabric.
He brushes his fingers over the protruding buds, making them even harder. He licks his lips as he gazes at you, the love in his eyes quickly turning into lust.
You reach for the waist of your leggings, sliding them off of you to reveal the rest of the set. You kick them aside, standing up before him to show yourself off.
“Turn around for me,” Mingi commands.
You give him a twirl, wiggling your butt as your back faces him. He grabs onto you with both hands, squeezing your ass, kneading the soft flesh in his hands.
You let him touch you for a few moments before you spin around, grabbing his hands as you pull him with you toward the bedroom.
“Come on, what are you waiting for?” you tease.
Before you can take another step you feel your feet depart from the ground - Mingi grabs you by the waist, lifting you off the floor as he picks you up. He practically tosses you over his shoulder as he carries you down the hallway, his arm wrapped tightly around your torso as he holds you against him.
“Hey!!” you shout, but a big grin spreads across your face. So he’s in this kind of mood. You know he’s about to throw you around, have his way with you - even more so than normal. You feel your pussy clench in anticipation.
You arrive at the bedroom. Mingi tosses you onto the bed - you land on your back, resting upon the pile of pillows. You keep your legs open, showing off your pussy through the sheer fabric of your underwear.
“So wet for me already,” he says as he runs two fingers lightly across your clothed slit. He gives your cunt a gentle smack.
“Touch yourself for me, princess. Leave your panties on.”
You obediently slide your fingers to your core. Mingi quickly pulls his shirt over his head, then reaches for his belt. You begin stroking your clit through the soft mesh as you watch him remove his clothes, freeing the large bulge that has formed in his pants. He pulls his boxers down, his length springing free. As many times as you’ve had sex with him, you’re still always taken aback by his size. His cock is thick, long, hard - precum already dribbling from his tip. He strokes himself a few times as he watches you. You slip your fingers underneath your panties, sliding them into your opening. You moan softly at the sensation - but you know this is absolutely nothing compared to how much his cock is going to fill you up.
He watches you slowly fuck yourself for a minute, gripping his length in his fist. As you start to wriggle slightly to your own touch, he steps forward. You yelp as he grabs you by the ankles, yanking you toward the edge of the mattress. He kneels down, leaning against the bed, positioning his face in front of your cunt. His hands slide up the underside of your thighs, pushing your legs up and into the bed, nearly folding you in half as he opens you up even further before him. He sticks his tongue out, dragging its tip ever so lightly over your clit through the panties - it’s enough to drive you insane.
“Mingi,” you whine, trying to push yourself into his mouth. He retracts his head, not letting you get what you want just yet.
“What’s that, baby?” he asks. The way he’s staring at you, you can tell he is dying to taste you - but he doesn’t miss the opportunity to taunt you a bit.
“Please,” you softly mumble under your breath.
“Use your words, doll. Tell me exactly what you want.”
“Want your mouth on me,” you manage to utter, still trying to push your cunt against his mouth - but his grip on you is too strong. “Want you to make me cum.”
“Like this?” he asks, teasing you once more as his tongue dances over your pussy.
“God, yes,” you cry. You feel like you’re going to lose your mind if he delays any further.
“Or,” he continues as he reaches beneath the hem of your panties, pulling them aside. The coolness of the air hits your soaked core, countered by the hot exhales of Mingi’s breath against you. “Like this…”
He dives into you, his warm mouth greeting your cunt as his tongue traces between your folds. He sticks the tip into your hole - you’re so wet right now that it slips in with ease. You groan as he fucks you with his tongue, his nose pressing against your clit as he swirls his tongue around inside you. He pulls it out, flattening his tongue and licking a big stripe up your center before latching onto your clit. You cry out at the overpowering stimulation, writhing beneath Mingi’s strong arms as he sucks on the sensitive bud. A white-hot sensation swells in your gut, burning delightfully as you feel your orgasm approach. Your body tenses, your legs beginning to quiver as Mingi devours you. You reach for his head, grasping onto his hair as your climax takes over. You scream out Mingi’s name as you cum on his face, his tongue moving relentlessly against your clit as you ride out your high. He grips onto you until the very end, face buried in your pussy as you come down. Just when you think it’s over, he starts up again, sucking on your clit as he slips his fingers into you, curling them perfectly to reach your g-spot. Within moments, you’re cumming again, grinding against his tongue as overwhelming pleasure courses through your veins. He slows his motions, giving your clit a few last gentle licks as he slides his fingers out of you. They’re dripping wet, as is his entire chin - he places them in his mouth, licking them clean, making sure he doesn’t waste a single drop of you.
You lay there, your chest rising up and down with heavy breaths as you try to recover. Mingi crawls up to meet your face, kissing you slowly on the mouth as he lays his weight upon you - resting on his forearms so he doesn’t completely squish you. You feel his cock throbbing against your cunt as he makes out with you - you can just tell he is unbearably hard.
Mingi’s lips part from yours - barely, just enough so he can gaze into your eyes as he strokes your hair.
“Please fuck me,” you beg, your voice barely more than a whisper.
He nuzzles his head into your neck, sucking at your skin - lightly, but enough that you know it’ll leave a mark.
“Anything for my princess,” he whispers into your ear.
He stands up, pulling your hips toward him. He grabs onto the panties, ripping them off of you and throwing them aside. He lines his cock up with your entrance; he pushes just the head in, but he’s already stretching you out. Slowly he slides his full length into you - you cry out at the overwhelming fullness. He rests inside you for a few moments, letting you get used to his size. You begin shifting your hips, trying to ride his cock from beneath him. Mingi grins.
“So eager,” he coos, tracing his fingers over your stomach. “Are you ready babygirl?”
“Uh-huh,” you mewl, nodding your head swiftly.
He begins fucking you, steadily at first, but your cries quickly makes him increase his pace. Tears flow from your eyes as his thickness stretches you with each motion. He grasps tightly onto your hips, pulling you against him as he thrusts into you. He looks down at you, his pretty baby, losing all composure on his cock. He moans loudly, uninhibited - he doesn’t care if the whole world hears him. He wants everybody to know you’re his.
He reaches down, feeling your breasts through the lacy sheer bra.
“So pretty,” he groans. “So perfect, all mine.”
His hand slides down to your stomach, pushing down on your abdomen as he fucks you. The other reaches for your clit - you didn’t think you could possibly cum again, but the gentle pressure of his fingers combined with his cock nearly splitting you in half just feels too good.
“Gonna cum,” you manage to get out, barely able to speak through your cries of pleasure.
“Cum for me babygirl,” Mingi growls, very near his own release.
You cum on his cock, crying out his name as your walls squeeze around him - sending him over the edge. He releases, painting your insides with his hot white ropes. He grasps onto your hips, holding you down against him as his cock pulsates inside you. He breathes heavily, grunting as he gives you every last spurt of his cum. As he finishes, he holds still, his cock resting inside you. He leans over, careful not to pull out just yet - gently he grabs your jaw as he kisses you, his lips hungrily interlocked with yours.
“Wait right here baby,” he says softly as your mouths finally part. You groan as he carefully pulls his cock out of you, immediately missing the sensation. Mingi quickly makes his way to the bathroom; he returns with a small towel, doused in warm water. Gently he cleans you up, cautious as not to overstimulate you. As he finishes he tosses the towel back into the bathroom, scooping you up and pulling you into the bed with him. He tucks the both of you underneath the blankets, taking you in his arms as he nuzzles up against you.
“Are you cold?” he asks, kissing you on the forehead.
“Not with you here.”
“Good.”
You lay there in silence, deep breaths filling the air as you relax into each other's arms.
“Thanks for the present, baby,” you finally say, your voice soft and sleepy.
“You’re welcome, love.”
“You did completely rip it to shreds, though,” you remind him.
Mingi smiles sheepishly. “Sorry, I got a little carried away. You just looked too good.”
He cradles your cheek in his palm. “I’ll just have to get you another one,” he tells you with a kiss.
“I wouldn’t mind that,” you say as you snuggle up into him. “Just give me a few business weeks to recover from this please.”
He laughs, drawing you even closer into him. You begin to drift off to sleep, comfortable and warm in his embrace.
Plot: You felt shy enough being in an elevator with an attractive stranger, but what happens when the elevator suddenly stops working?
-Part Two-
Pairing: Kim Hongjoong x Gn!Reader
-Meet-Cute Series-
Warnings: Mentions of being trapped in the small elevator (if that wasn't obvious lol), closed in spaces, reader is not mentioned as being claustrophobic though, so nothing is detailed in that manner.
Words: 2.5k
Walking towards the elevator, you nervously held onto your bag. You were heading out, and not for anything you were particularly excited to be doing.
The echoing sound of thunder could be heard faintly as you walked down the hallway. Part of you hoped the storm would make it impossible for you to get to where you were headed. But you knew that was rude of you to think. Maybe this would turn out a lot better than you thought.
Standing in front of the elevator, you watched as it seemed to stop at every floor. Then you reminded yourself of the storm. Most people would be coming inside, not going out. Maybe you really should cancel?
'Don't you dare' you could hear your friend's voice in your head as you let out a soft sigh.
As the elevator finally made it to your floor, you stepped back as a few people began to get off. As two people were slowly separating as they said their goodbyes, you waited patiently outside of the elevator for them to move.
Glancing around the elevator your eyes suddenly locked with a pair of unfamiliar eyes. He was already looking at you and you felt a jolt run up your spine. He was very attractive and appeared to be around your age. His gaze was soft, yet intense, a soft smile passed his lips as your eyes met his.
As the people blocking the door, seemed to finally notice you, they parted and you stepped inside the elevator, your eyes glancing at the man, who seemed to still be watching you. Was it your outfit? Did you look bad? Did you look good? Or did he just have a staring problem?
As the elevator continued on its path, you felt the man look over at you. You held your gaze firmly forward, uncertain if you should acknowledge him.
When the elevator stopped and opened, two more people got on. The elevator was small and could only hold about five people comfortably, so you stepped back to give the others and yourself some room.
Doing this, caused your shoulder to brush the mans. Shyly you looked over, ready to offer an apologetic smile, but you stopped short as your breath seemed to dissipate. He looked over at you and smiled brightly an understanding smile on his face.
You gave him a shy smile as you looked away, suddenly focusing on the conversations of the others as they complained about having to go to another floor to use the communal laundry rooms.
Your chest felt warm as you were very aware of your closeness to the attractive stranger. When the elevator doors opened again, you let out a relieved bath as you stepped away as all the other people in the elevator exited.
Now, you were alone in the elevator with him and suddenly the air felt thick. Why were you so nervous? You watched the elevator slowly creep down to the ground floor. But suddenly, the lights in the elevator flickered as a short jolt rocked the elevator.
You and the stranger both grabbed the handle at the back of the elevator and shared startled looks. You may not know this man, but in that moment you both knew you were thinking the same thing.
As the elevator let out a sharp ring as the lights went out and the elevator jolted to a stop, silence hung heavily in the air. You blinked a few times as your eyes adjusted to the now dark elevator. You could still see the man beside you, but his features were clouded.
"Did that seriously just happen?" His cautious and dumbfounded voice called out.
You nodded but quickly realized he probably couldn't see you. "Unfortunately." Reaching out you pressed the call button a few times, but nothing happened, you sighed. "The power must have gone out because of the storm" you noted.
Maybe someone was listening when you momentarily hoped the rain would stop you from leaving. Though now you weren't sure if you should be grateful or not.
The elevator was suddenly lit up as the man pulled out his phone. You watched him as he made a call. And after listening to his side of the conversation, you figured out as much as you needed.
As he hung up, he let out a sigh. Leaving the screen of his phone on, he lit up the elevator and looked over at you.
"It's not just our building, apparently the whole block is out of power. They don't know how long it will take to get it back on. But at least they know we're in here."
"So we're stuck until God knows when?"
He nodded, "Look's like it."
"Great" you said with a soft scoff. "Good thing I'm not claustrophobic." You glanced over at him. "Are you?"
He let out a soft breath that almost sounded like a laugh, "No."
"Good."
You leaned against the back of the elevator, looking up at the ceiling. Silent tension slowly built up before you shyly glanced over at the man. Seeing his eyes quickly dart away from you, you felt your ears heat up.
'Oh boy' you thought to yourself. 'This is gonna be something.'
After a short silence, both of you seemed to relax as you introduced yourselves to each other, hoping to destroy the awkward tension. Introductions lead into questions, which lead to conversation.
Now, having been stuck together for nearly forty minutes, you were both sitting on the floor of the elevator, talking.
You had learned his name was Hongjoong, he worked in music and lived with a few roommates, who were already sending him teasing messages about him being stuck in the elevator. And, he lamented how he was now late to an important dinner meeting.
Shyly, you told him about yourself as well, which he seemed far more interested in than you would have expected. The way he stared adamantly at you as you spoke made you feel more timid than usual.
You clicked your toes together as he watched you silently before speaking. "Where were you heading?"
Looking up, you met his eyes a and cleared your throat "I had a date."
Hongjoong's eyes widened a bit, and he felt alarmed at the way his chest tightened. Was he jealous? Or just disappointed that you had a partner? Shaking the thought away he nodded in understanding.
"Did you tell them what happened?"
You nodded, "Yeah I sent him a text."
After watching you for another moment, he almost smiled "You don't seem very upset by it."
You smiled sheepishly and his smile only widened.
"It was a blind date, and I honestly wasn't really looking forward to it."
"Then why were you going?"
"I owed my friend, and she set us up"
He nodded and let out a soft hum. "And he doesn't seem like...your type?"
You shook your head "Not really."
He hummed again and you felt like he wanted to ask more, but he tapped his fingers on the ground as he looked away instead.
"Do you...live here, in the building?" You asked softly and his eyes shot back to you.
He smiled softly and nodded "Yeah."
"Huh. I'm surprised I've never seen you before." You said casually and he nodded.
"I was thinking the same."
"Though it is quite a large building, so I guess it makes sense."
He nodded again in agreement, "We must have different schedules for our paths to never cross."
"That's probably it."
A soft silence lingered between you again and you chastised yourself for being so bad at small talk. Most of the time you could find a reason to excuse yourself. But not when you are stuck in a five by five elevator with another person.
"Have you ever played twenty questions?" Hongjoong asked, and you blinked a few times.
"Like the guessing game?"
He nodded "I think of an object and you have to guess what it is within twenty questions."
"I've played before, yeah."
He smiled "Want to play now?"
You let out a soft chuckle, glad that he was better at filling silence than you. "Sure, what else am I gonna do?"
You giggled as Hongjoong let out a groan as he leaned his head back against the wall.
"Why am I so bad at this?" He asked with a pout as he failed to guess your object for the third time. "What was it?"
"Trampoline."
He groaned again "I was so close!"
"How is tractor close to trampoline?" You asked dumbfounded.
He met your eyes with a blank stare before he laughed at himself "I was close in spirit."
You chuckled and shook your head. He grinned as he watched you, feeling warmth in his chest as his eyes lingered on your smile.
From the second the elevator doors opened on your floor, Hongjoong was almost entranced. And now as he was getting to know you, he couldn't seem to keep his eyes off of you. He wanted to know everything there was to know about you.
Hearing your phone go off, you checked it, and he saw the smile on your face drop.
"What is it?" He asked softly, not sure if he should pry.
You glance briefly at him "Uhm, just my blind date. He wanted to know if the power was back on yet. He is willing to wait to go on our date once the power comes back on."
Hongjoong watched as you bit your lip.
"I thought he would have given up by now." You admitted softly.
You had been in the elevator with Hongjoong for nearly an hour and a half. You had honestly forgotten about the blind date, assuming he had gone home. You were so caught up in being with Hongjoong, no one else had even crossed your mind.
Hongjoong felt that familiar tightness in his chest again. What were you going to do? And why did he care so much? That was stupid, he knew why he cared. The longer he was around you, the more he was becoming besotted with you.
"What are you going to do?"
You stared at your phone for a moment. "I don't know. He seems nice, but I'm just not interested."
"In him or in dating?" Hongjoong surprised himself with the question, as it slipped out quickly.
You met his eyes briefly and wondered why he was asking, as you picked up on something in his tone that seemed different than before.
"In him."
For a split second you thought you saw relief wash over his face as he almost smiled, but he quickly nodded before looking down at his lap.
"Do you think he'd believe me if I said the power wouldn't be turned on until midnight?" You asked with an almost pained face "Or is that mean?" You sighed, "Maybe I should just tell him not tonight"
'Not ever' Hongjoong heard himself thinking before he pushed away the urge to say it out loud.
"But then you would still have to go on a date with him later on though right?"
You groaned as you leaned your head back "I know."
Hongjoong watched you for a few moments before his own phone went off. Reading the message, he felt his chest clench.
"The power should be back on in a few minutes" He said softly, not really hiding the disappointment in his voice.
"Oh" you muttered softly as you looked back down at your phone.
It wasn't that late yet, maybe you should give in and go on the date? Quickly glancing at Hongjoong who seemed to be watching you, you felt your neck grow hot. Now that you met him, you felt even more averse to the date.
Suddenly, Hongjoong reached over and took your phone from your hand. You watched him curiously as he typed out a message before he smiled and handed it back to you. You blinked a few times, stunned, before you looked down and read the message he had sent.
'I don't think the power will be on for a while, it'll be kind of late then. Maybe we should just re-schedule?'
"Oh. Yeah, that works." You muttered, feeling a light sting as he referenced the future date. Did that mean he wasn't interested?
After getting a reply from the blind date telling you he was okay with that, you looked back up at Hongjoong.
"Why'd you do that though?"
He smiled almost playfully. "Now you have time to get a better excuse not to see him."
Light relief washed over you. "What excuse should I use then?"
Still smiling at you as though he was hiding something, he pulled out his phone and called someone, you watched him curiously.
"Hey, it's Hongjoong. Yeah, can we re-schedule the meeting for another day? Yeah, yeah let me know, okay. Bye."
"I thought that meeting was really important?"
He grinned at you, "I have something else I want to do."
You quirked your brow, but before you could say more, the lights in the elevator suddenly turned on, you felt your heart jolt as you and Hongjoong shared a look.
He smiled over at you and stood up before reaching out his hand for you to take. Letting him help you stand up, you were caught off guard when he spoke again.
"Want to go get dinner?" He suddenly asked and you felt your heart flip.
"Wh- dinner?"
He nodded "Yeah."
"You canceled your dinner meeting because you wanted to have...dinner?"
He let out a soft laugh, "The difference is one is a dinner with you. Which is the part I wanted."
"Oh" your voice was almost a whisper.
He leaned forward a bit, "And if it goes well, you'll have a good reason not to go on that blind date."
"I will?" You asked curiously, with a light playful tone.
He nodded, "Why would you go on a date when you are already dating someone else?"
As surprise and realization crossed your face he grinned. Before you could reply, the elevator door slid open, and his hand was suddenly in yours as he pulled you from the small box.
A few workers were waiting, asking if the two of you were okay. You smiled and spoke with them briefly, trying to ignore the heavy pounding of your heart, as your neck and ears burned hot. Hongjoong's hand was still wrapped around yours as you began walking towards the front doors.
"It's not raining anymore!" He said cheerfully as he finally looked back at you.
Seeing you were still stunned he let out a soft chuckle as he pulled you to his side so you'd walk beside him.
"What do you feel like?" He asked as he looked down at you softly.
You met his eyes before a smile spread across your face, "I'm up for anything."
You shared an amused laugh as you both walked out into the cool evening air. Both of you uncertain how your evening's managed to change so drastically, but both of you glad they did.
xx End xx
Kind of thinking part two might involve a clashing of blind-date guy and Hongjoong??? Jealous/protective Hongjoong?? maybe?? idk for sure though lol.
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× jung wooyoung: kisses in which "i’ll kiss you right now to prove i don’t feel anything for you” but the kiss proves the opposite (wow long prompt)
INCLUDES! fluff, friends to lovers, kissing, one swear word
NOTES! i have yet to read the love hypothesis but i couldnt think of a better title BUT IM TRTING TO READ IT I JUST NEED TO SAVE SOME MONEY
WORD COUNT! 515
To say things were complicated was simply the worst way you could describe. It was beyond complicated, beyond your personal spectrum of understanding, and quite frankly, beyond Wooyoung's as well. He said things you couldn't fathom.
Especially when his actions don't quite match up to his words. At least, the true meaning behind them.
"I'll kiss you right now to prove I don't feel anything for you!" Wooyoung challenged, his voice boomed through your ears but luckily you were outdoors where the sound quickly damped due to the busy nature.
You were a hundred percent lying to yourself and to the world if you were to say that you only had platonic feelings for the man in front of you. As much as you would like to deny your circle of friends whenever they teased you about it, you knew that they weren't more correct than ever. You couldn't help but feel your heartbeat both speed up and stop at his sudden statement.
For one, you were about to kiss Jung fucking Wooyoung. Though on the other hand, you were going to kiss only for him to prove his best friends San and Yeosang that he only had platonic feelings for you. Even though deep inside he knew that wasn't true. Though he may not be ready to mentally process and accept the fact that he may feel more than that.
You simply gave a short nod to him, essentially allowing him to test, or rather challenge, his little hypothesis. Just like any good science project, there were some observations you made as he performed the "experiment".
For instance, as he leaned closer to you, his eyes lingered a tad too long on your lips, potentially thinking about how perfect they could feel against his. The way his hand wrapped around the back of your neck, it was so gentle you could melt against him. And finally, your lips meet. The hand behind your neck stiffened, the grip became more secure rather than just resting there; which could be translated to the rush of emotions Wooyoung was feeling. Maybe afraid that when the kiss stopped, he would easily lose you from his grip. In contrast to his hands, his lips moved rather slow, almost too slow. You could savour the sweetness of a candy he had eaten earlier. When you moved your lips, he moved his to continue encompassing them between his.
Finally separated, you felt breathless. And so did Wooyoung. His heavy exhales were warm as they tickled the skin on your cheeks and over your lips. Your eyes were a little disoriented, quickly moving around to find a place to focus, finally landed on his own eyes. You thought you saw them sparkle.
"So?" you finally broke the silence.
"So what?" he asked.
"Did your little love hypothesis work?"
"Maybe…? maybe not," he finally exhaled. You couldn't wait for him to finish compiling his thoughts together and decided to make your own conclusion to his experiment. After all, a good experiment needed a good conclusion.
this was probably the fifth time (approximate) that seonghwa had interrupted your fruitful working time with yet another plea for what sounded like an excuse for kisses.
“what?” he gasped dramatically. “my arm hurts”
“and?”
“i need you to kiss it better for me”
“gosh, hwa” you mumbled under your breath, as he watched you, wide-eyed. like a curious child, one might say.
seonghwa was someone you could trust with your life. although the screams from your apartment, when a little spider friend decided to join him in a shower, were hilarious.
but, no matter how much he hated bugs, he’d always be your knight in shining armor.
he’d always be the one with open arms on a bad day, never complaining about his snot and tear clad shirt, rather leaving kisses to your forehead everytime he heard a sniffle.
he was also the one to sulk around all day because you didn’t give him a good morning kiss, like a few weeks ago, when you had to leave bed early (and somehow wrangling your way out out both his arms and legs around you).
he refused to do anything other than sitting on the couch with a little pout when you came home later that day. he didn’t even budge when you said you brought home strawberry cake.
that was until he finally spoke up about not getting a good morning kiss, with so much seriousness, one might think he was actually being serious.
“hwa, sweetheart i’m sorry” you tried getting his attention which was definetly not on you.
no reply. instead, his gaze jabbed against the slice of cake lying on the table.
“i’ll make it up to you” you said with a hope that he’d finally stop sulking.
now that was something he’d like.
“fine” he said, maintaining his ‘angry man’ etiquette. but you saw that little smile. “kiss me”
seonghwa was strawberry cake personified. much like strawberry shortcake. he was the one rooting for you, a lopsided smile telling you that everything’s going to be okay.
maybe it was the subtle things that seonghwa did that made you fall for him even more. maybe it was, the subtle things that made you fall for his stupidly-cute antics every single day.
“y/n” he whined. oh god, there it is, that stupid pout. “kiss”
“fine, you big baby” he smiled wide when you finally gave in, leaving a kiss on his cheek.
“hey ! that’s not fair !”
everytime he did something remotely adorable, like waddling around in his rabbit pj’s, he’d always have a tinge of red left on his cheek. and it would always spread down to his ears and neck when you kissed him.
seonghwa was always considered the ‘mom’ in his group of friends. he’d always be the one taking care of everyone, pestering and nagging. sometimes, they’d even whine about seonghwa being too much of a mom.
seonghwa’s hugs were like hot chocolate. the warmth his body engulfed you, and the kisses being pressed everywhere on your face, were better than hot chocolate, though.
a smile broke out from you, as you pressed a kiss against his lips for probably the twentieth time that night, his arms pulling you closer to him.
“i thought you were busy” he said, innocently. the glint in his eye said otherwise. with no reply from you, he continued, “thought so, your lips are too pretty to not kiss all the time”
and you went red.
see, that was another thing about seonghwa and his shameless flirting. he doesn’t have a time or place to put them to good use
not that you complained.
seonghwa always looked at you like you hung the stars, hongjoong would complain after weeks of pining over you. which now has hongjoong knowing way too much in detail about what you like.
of course, seonghwa wouldn’t let you go ever again without a morning kiss. but he liked waking up next to you, in peace, better than anything in the world ; sweet words and stinky morning breaths.
monday mornings always suck, but they definitely suck more when you have to stand outside in the freezing weather as you wait for your bus to arrive.
lucky for you, you’ve got yunho by your side as company, but you’re both shivering and there seems to be nothing you can do about it, judging by the way goosebumps cover your skin even beneath a thick hoodie. yunho’s thick hoodie, to be more specific, because you steal them every chance you get.
he doesn’t mind at all; he actually thinks you look unbelievably adorable in his clothes that are way too big for you, but he’d never tell you that. he’s simply too shy. in fact, he’s already blushing solely because you look so small and cuddly right now.
“god, why does it have to be so cold?” you whine, jumping from foot to foot as you try to warm up your freezing body. “I’m starting to think my nose is gonna fall off!”
he pets your head as if you’re a child, or perhaps a small dog, and he laughs at your antics. “it’s not that cold,” he argues.
“yunho, I can see my breath! you know it’s real when you have to become a fucking dragon to survive the weather,” you insist, making him laugh again, and he keeps laughing every time he looks at you still bouncing around like a funky little molecule. you think it’s the cutest thing ever because his whole face seems to light up and his eyes sparkle like the pretty anime boy he is.
when he catches you staring at him, totally in a daze because holy shit he is so precious, he covers his mouth with both hands and continues to giggle. you can feel the butterflies in your stomach going haywire, and you nervously twiddle your thumbs.
“look at you, laughing at my suffering! next time you’re cold, don’t even bother asking for cuddles. seriously.” you look away and huff, but both of you know it’s just a bit of teasing - you could never resist a good cuddle session with your best friend. he’s like a big teddy bear, except he’s naturally very warm so he’s kind of like a hot water bottle, too.
“sorry, you just kind of remind me of one of those car sale noodle-arm wavy guys. you know the ones I mean?” one look at your expression tells him you know exactly what he means, and he can’t help the next round of giggles that escape him.
some times passes (though not without a few more remarks and several giggle outbursts) and your bus has still not arrived. it’s a good thing you’re not in a rush, because it doesn’t seem like it’ll be showing up any time soon.
”if I’d known we would have to wait this long, I would’ve brought my whole bed with me,” you complain, leaning your head against his shoulder - well, more accurately his arm because you can’t quite reach his shoulder. “but at least you’re comfy too.”
wordlessly, he slips his hand into yours and intertwines your fingers. you stare down at your hands, eyes wide and finally your face isn’t freezing - in fact, it’s completely burning up.
sure, you guys are pretty comfortable with each other. cuddle sessions, cheek kisses, sometimes you even fall asleep in his bed together. so really, holding hands is quite tame, but something about the way he looks around casually and pays no attention to it makes it feel incredibly domestic, and that thought is both scary and attractive to you.
scary, because you don’t know how to face your feelings for him, since you’ve been friends for such a long time and you’re terrified that making it more than platonic could ruin everything.
attractive, because there’s really no one else in the world you’d rather have this relationship with. you already trust him with everything, your heart included. taking things a step further would just confirm he feels the same way.
you stand there in silence, holding hands with your head resting against his shoulder again. maybe one day you’ll work up the courage to tell him how you feel.
