vali!!! congrats on 1.5k, itâs so deserved. you already know youâre one of my fave people and iâm so glad everyone else knows youâre amazing too.
âïž for seunghyun with this from the sms prompts: [ đČ sms: ]  youâre single. i'm single. i feel like this is a problem we can solve together.
okay bye queen ilysm đ
I love you so very much, sissy!!! Thank you for always being amazing and supporting me :') <3
Sorry in advance that this kinda sucks đ but it did end up kind of long ;P
Vali's 1500 Celebration
warnings: smut (fingering), edging kinda?
wc: 1.2k+
You sat hunched in the studio chair, fingers aimlessly twisting knobs on the soundboard while Seunghyun hummed into the mic, ad-libbing melodies that probably wouldnât even make the final cut. His voice echoed through the monitors, smooth and unbothered. Meanwhile, your patience was thinning.
You glanced at the clock, lips pressing into a line. You were supposed to be out by nowâgetting drinks, maybe laughing, maybe kissing someone who seemed decent enough on paper. But instead, here you were, babysitting the booth and trying not to let your irritation show.
Your phone buzzed beside you. You snatched it up, heart tugging toward hope even though your gut already knew.
Sorry, canât make it tonight.
Of course not. Third time's the charm, right? You stared at the message for a beat, then replied with a dry thumbs-up before hitting block. Your stomach sank. Not because you liked him all that much, but because you were tiredâtired of hoping, tired of trying, tired of being a second thought.
Your mood dipped hard, and it must've shifted your whole vibe, because a second later, Seunghyun stopped mid-note. His voice cut out, and you looked up to see him pulling the headphones off, brow furrowed as he pushed open the booth door.
He studied you with those dark, observant eyes. âAlright, whatâs going on?â
You shook your head, leaning back in the chair. âNothing. Doesnât matter.â
âYou sure? âCause youâve got that face.â
âWhat face?â
âThe one that says, âIâm two seconds from committing a felony.ââ
You let out a dry laugh. âMy date bailed. Again.â
Seunghyun tilted his head, watching you. âHeâs a fucking idiot.â
âYeah, well, I wasnât planning to marry the guy. I just needed to fuââ You stopped yourself, cheeks burning as your mouth snapped shut.
His lips curved into a slow, amused smirk. âYou just needed to what, exactly?â
You rolled your eyes, looking anywhere but at him. âNothing. Forget it. Letâs finish the track.â
He stepped closer, voice lowering with a teasing lilt. âNo no⊠Iâd much rather you finish your sentence.â
Your eyes met his, tension humming like static between you. You swallowed thickly, heart pounding with a rhythm far more dangerous than any track you were trying to produce.
âI justâŠâ you paused, eyes flicking downward as heat rushed to your cheeks, âItâs been a while. Okay?â
A soft blush bloomed across your skin, and you hated how easy it was for Seunghyun to notice.
His grin widened, something mischievous dancing behind his eyes. âHey,â he said gently, âI get it. I know the feeling.â
You gave a weak, embarrassed smile, unsure how to steer the conversation anywhere but here. Your fingers fidgeted with the sleeve of your hoodie, heart thudding way too loudly for how casual you were trying to appear.
And then, just as you were about to awkwardly change the subject, he said it.
âWant me to help you out?â
You blinked. âW-What?â
He leaned in a little, voice low and smooth. His gaze locked with yours and held it. âI said⊠do you want me to help you out?â
You stared at him, lips parted, trying to wrap your head around what he was actually offering. âWhy would youâwhat do you meanâare you serious?â you stammered, each word more breathless than the last.
Seunghyunâs smirk deepened. âYouâre single. Iâm single. Seems like a problem we could solve together.â He paused, giving you an out. âBut only if you want to.â
You opened your mouth to say something reasonableârationalâbut instead, your traitorous heart answered first.
âI do!â you blurted, eyes going wide the second the words left your mouth. âI mean⊠I want toâŠI justâshit.â
Seunghyun chuckled under his breath, stepping in close enough that you could smell the faint trace of his cologne. He tilted his head, eyes flicking to your lips before meeting your gaze again.
âYou look really fucking cute when youâre nervous,â he murmured.
âOh my God, shut up,â you said, swatting his chest half-heartedly with a smile. âIâm not nervous.â
He caught your hand easily, holding it gently between his fingers before tugging you just a little closer. His breath was warm against your lips, his voice barely a whisper now.
âNo?â he teased. âThen whyâs your heart beating so fast?â
You couldnât speakâyour breath hitched, your mind blank, overtaken by the magnetic pull of him. Your gaze dropped to his lips, heavy with longing, suddenly desperate to know what he tasted like.
And as if he could hear the thought echoing through your skull, Seunghyun leaned in and captured your mouth in a kiss that was anything but tentativeâhot, hungry, and laced with weeks of unspoken tension.
You let out a soft moan into his mouth, arms winding around his neck as he guided you backward, his hands firm on your waist. You gasped softly as he lifted you onto the edge of the desk, stepping between your legs like he belonged thereâlike he knew just how long youâd wanted this.
The kiss deepened, his tongue brushing against your lips, asking for entry. You opened for him willingly, greedily, fingers already working at the buttons of his shirt, pushing the fabric off his shoulders to reveal the hard lines beneath.
He broke the kiss only long enough to trail his lips down your neck, kissing and nipping at your throat, your collarbone, making your skin burn with desire. His hands slipped to the waistband of your pants, fingertips teasing the hem.
He groaned low in his throat, the sound vibrating through your skin. âFuck, youâre so wet already,â he muttered, sliding his hand into your pants, fingers brushing the soaked fabric of your panties.
You tugged him closer, your body already trembling. âBeen a while,â you whispered, smirking against his lips.
He chuckled, dark and amused, his fingers grazing your entrance before sliding up to your clit, gathering your slick. âItâs so fucking hard to focus when you walk around looking like that every day.â
You gasped as he pushed a finger inside you, your hips twitching forward. His pace was slow, deliberate, drawing out every ounce of anticipation.
âFuckâŠâ you breathed, head falling forward against his shoulder.
âThat feel good, baby?â
âMhmm,â you whimpered, barely able to nod.
He stilled his hand. âUse your words.â
âPlease⊠need more,â you begged, your voice needy and trembling.
âThatâs my girl,â he praised, adding a second finger and curling them as he pumped deeper, faster. The pleasure came in waves, crashing through you, your moans muffled by his mouth as he kissed you again.
âYou look so fucking pretty like this,â he whispered, watching the way your body writhed under his touch. âCum for me, baby. And donât worryâŠâ His lips brushed your ear. âIt wonât be the only time tonight.â
You were so close, the coil tightening in your belly, your nails digging into his shouldersâ
*SLAM*
The sound of a door slamming echoed down the hallway.
You both froze.
âWhat the fuck was that?â you gasped, breathless, heart racing for a very different reason now.
Seunghyunâs eyes narrowed, head tilting toward the studio door. âNo one else is supposed to be hereâŠâ
You could hear them nowâfaint voices, footsteps approaching. Panic flared in your chest.
Seunghyun looked back at you, fingers still buried deep inside, his voice low and urgent. âWhat do you say we take this back to my place?â
You were panting, trembling, desperate.
âPlease,â you whispered.
He grinned, kissing your forehead as he carefully withdrew his fingers, brushing one last teasing stroke against your thigh.
âThen letâs get the hell out of here before someone sees how wrecked you already are.â












