#caly.blurbs

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2 with Seonghwa 🥺

2; moving around while kissing, stumbling over things, pushing each other back against the wall/onto the bed

“F-Fuck.”

“Language,” Seonghwa murmurs into your mouth without even bothering to part from you. 

“Really?” You place a hand on his chest to deter him only for a second, gaze turning into a sharp, half-hearted glare. “We’re making out and that’s what you’re gonna say?”

“The kids are home,” he protests in response as though it’s the most obvious reasoning in the world. You quirk a brow upwards at his comment.

“Yet here we are making out against the front door.”

“Noted.” Seonghwa drops his hands to your hips, tugging you closer until there’s no space left between your bodies. You’re in the midst of huffing out a laugh when he reconnects your lips. The impact is just enough to entice, and you toss your arms around his neck, hands finding purchase in his dark hair as he pulls you along. 

You aren’t sure where he’s taking you, and frankly, you aren’t sure he knows where he’s going either because he keeps knocking into things as you go. The wall, the couch, that one chair at the dining table that doesn’t quite fit right so it sticks into the hallway a little bit. And when you finally reach another door, Seonghwa slams his back against the wood with a loud thud before fumbling around for the handle.

You’re thrilled when he finally tugs you into the bedroom for some much needed privacy, only to be greeted with a mood-killing surprise that has you and Seonghwa peeling apart faster than you can blink.

“Really?! The one day I decide to work from home and the two of you are gonna pull this shit?”

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#10 of kiss prompts with seonghwa please 👉👈

10; staring at the other’s lips, trying not to kiss them, before giving in

You don’t think a bed has ever been more comfortable than it is now. For two reasons mostly: a) it’s cold as hell and you can barely feel your fingers and b) because you have been running around the dorm all day with Wooyoung and San. Thus, you find yourself pressed under the sheets of Wooyoung’s bed while the man is still off playing games with the others, taking full advantage of the warmth while you can. 

It’s there that Seonghwa finds you, head poking in past the doorframe to scan the room before landing on your bundled form, and you hardly move a muscle as he comes closer to you.

“There you are. The others are finally starting to settle down enough for dinner. You gonna join us or just stay in bed?” He nudges your leg with the heel of his foot. A soft smile curls the corners of his lips, and he huffs out a laugh as you roll your eyes a bit.

“Depends on whether I can come back to bed after.”

“You can have mine if you’re that needy,” he offers through a snort. You quirk a brow in his direction, tongue poking the edge of your lips. Seonghwa’s eyes flit down to follow the motion. His own tongue hesitantly pokes out to wet his lips, and you stare at the small glisten for far longer than you should. 

In a desperate effort to distract yourself, you push yourself up into a sitting position then try to throw yourself off the bed, only to stumble and get caught in the sheets. Seonghwa is quick to catch you before you faceplant but in his rush he knocks you back onto the bed, forehead bumping yours with a dizzying impact. 

“O-Oh,” you stammer, unable to come up with any reasonable thought. Seonghwa inhales sharply. His stare drops back to your lips. You move before you can second-guess yourself and press forward until your mouths collide, exhaling softly against Seonghwa. He doesn’t react right away but after a few seconds, he sinks into the kiss and pushes back with an equal amount of fervor.

“Hey, are you two - um, excuse me! That’s my bed!” 

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18 With Hyunjin!

18; kisses where one person is sitting in the other’s lap

“I’m bored.”

“Hm, that sounds a bit like a personal problem,” Hyunjin quips back without missing a beat. You lift your head off his shoulder, eyes falling into a sharp glare, but he doesn’t catch your seething stare since he’s too preoccupied with his phone. 

“Well, you aren’t exactly being interesting.”

“I’m always interesting. If you want something to do, just look at my face. You can never get tired of that.”

You drop a hand to his side and pinch harshly at the skin hidden behind his shirt, watching on with glee as he jerks away from your sudden attacks.

“Oh, I’m sorry, are you ticklish?” You remark through a grin. Hyunjin has nowhere to escape to; he’s currently trapped under your body with your thighs closed tightly around his hips on the couch, and he is wonderfully in the prime position to be tickled senseless by you. 

“You are cruel,” he whines even after you pull your hands away from his sides. “I let you have my lap as a cushion, and this is the thanks I get?”

“You also promised cuddles and kisses, but I have gotten neither of those things!”

Hyunjin rolls his eyes once before letting his phone fall to the couch cushions, and when he redirects his focus to you, his hands brace around your back. You grin in victory, clasping both hands on his cheeks.

“You’re so cute when you act annoyed.”

“Oh hush and let me kiss you already.” You welcome him with a dramatic pucker of your lips, giggling into the kiss he delivers. As he pulls back after a short peck, he reaches for his phone once more, and you’re forced to slap his hand away.

“Excuse you! That was hardly a kiss!”

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seonghwa, 6🖤

6; lazy morning kisses before they’ve even opened their eyes, still mumbling half-incoherently, not wanting to wake up

Usually, Seonghwa would be the one to wake you up in the mornings with his arms wrapped tight around your midsection and lips trailing a wet and warm path up the column of your neck prior to landing a series of pecks on your cheeks and lips. Today is a rare occurrence in which you are up before Seonghwa is.

He is still sprawl on his back when you come back to consciousness - at least you think he is because you can’t bring yourself to open your eyes and enter the land of the living quite yet. You are more than content to remain in the warmth of the sheets and Seonghwa’s arms for as long as humanly possible. Once the man wakes, you know that won’t be much of an option since the man is such a busybody and loves to just move around.

Thus, you bask in the stillness while you can, rolling over until your body rests on top of Seonghwa’s. He catches you with his arms without waking up, no doubt just taking your movements as sleep-ridden ones. He might be more awake than he’s letting on though because he sighs into your ear when you push your body further up.

“What are you up to so early?” His tone is thick with sleep and grogginess, containing that typical rasp that he has every time he wakes. It’s the kind that sends butterflies through your system and fills you with an unreasonable amount of love because you get to wake up to him. You get to be his, and he gets to be yours, and just hearing that dumb little throatiness in his voice reminds you of that day in and day out. 

You don’t respond with words, and instead, you feel around his face with your lips until finally happening across his lips. He huffs into the kiss once or twice - he’s always had the habit of laughing into your kisses with the excuse that you’re just that adorable and he can’t help it - then lets you guide the lazy kisses into ones that are half-hearted at best. You’re already falling back asleep against his mouth before even a minute passes, but Seonghwa tucks your head into his shoulder, peppering your hairline with a continuation of the kisses. 

Maybe just this once you can convince him to stay in bed.

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oooo lypsie lypsie, 14 with hyunjin plss <3 hope you have a day/night as wonderful as you are !

14; starting with a kiss meant to be gentle, ending up in passion

“Did you buy extra flour? Felix has been cranky about the lack of baking ingredients in the dorm all day. I think he might try to set something on fire if we don’t get him stuff soon.”

You blink at the sudden barrage of words the second you step through the door, Hyunjin’s tall and lanky frame appearing before you without any warning whatsoever. 

“H-Huh?”

“Flour,” Hyunjin says as he grabs hold of your shoulders. 

“Oh, yeah, it’s in the bag.” You lift said bag a bit half-heartedly, and Hyunjin exhales a deep sigh at the sight of it.

“Thank god. I could kiss you right now.”

“Hyunjin, we’re literally dating.” 

“Your point? Can I not make broad statements anymore?”

A scoff slips past the man’s lips. He leans away from you and sends a small pout your way that you ignore in favor of delivering the bag of groceries to the kitchen. He trails after you like a lost puppy, hot on your heels even as you get close to the counter. 

“I mean, you don’t have to announce that you could kiss me when we are dating. That kinda gives you the right to kiss me at any point in time, you know? Like imagine if you went into a pu-” 

“You talk too much,” Hyunjin whines, fingers closing around your wrist and pulling you to face him head on. You blink back in wonder for less than a second because his lips slot over yours and steal the breath right out of your lungs before you can protest. It remains gentle and soft, a lovely pressure that teases something more, but Hyunjin doesn’t let it progress further than that until you are pressing up against his chest with hands folded around his waist. Then, he slips his touch over your lower lip and deepens the kiss, letting passion take over for him as he holds you to the counter as gently as he can.

“Yeah, okay, that works,” you murmur when he pulls back to let you both catch your breath. “But we should probably not... in the kitchen... you know?”

“Got it. Bedroom?”

“Bedroom.”

ps: thank you bby you’re so sweet! im sorry this is a bit delayed 😖

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I think 7 with yeosang would be really cute 🥺

7; routine kisses where the other person presents their cheek/forehead for the hello/goodbye kiss without even looking up from what they’re doing

“Hey baby, I’m gonna head out to get some groceries. Do you need anything?” 

Yeosang must be too engrossed in whatever game he’s playing on his computer to hear you. Granted, you are a bit far from the his desk and didn’t pose the question too loudly, so you can let him off the hook for now. Thus, you step into the room and walk closer to where he’s seated, hand coming to rest on the back of his chair. You don’t want to startle him by any means (even though Yeosang releases the most adorable startled yelp you’ve ever heard), so you eye the screen and watch him play his game for a little over two minutes before deciding to interrupt.

“Yeosang,” you try again, leaning forward to try to garner his attention. It works this time: he spares you the barest of glances and pops one of his headphones off to listen to what you have to say. “I’m going to the store. Do you need anything?”

Yeosang ponders the question for only a moment, eyes not even leaving the computer screen.

“Ramen? And maybe some chips too. I think Wooyoung is gonna come over to game and mess around some tomorrow.”

“Hm, I’ll be sure to buy triple the amount of snacks then. Otherwise the two of you will demolish the whole pantry.” Yeosang huffs out a small laugh then moves to close his ear behind the headphones once more. Before he does though, he moves his cheek in your direction. 

“Kiss please?” He asks, puckering and demanding at least a tiny kiss before you go. It’s your turn to laugh, but you deliver the kiss to his cheek nonetheless, letting him return to his game unbothered now.

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omg do you still do the short atz / skz blurbs? please number 9 with san pleeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaassssssssseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

9; one small kiss, pulling away for an instant, then devouring each other

A soft trailing of fingers along the back of your neck is what wakes you up. You don’t remember falling asleep, but blinking your eyes open and shaking the sleep away tells you that you aren’t in your bed or in your house for that matter. You’re on a couch of all places, no doubt having fallen asleep in the middle of your movie night with San.

One quick glance to the side confirms that; San is squatting down beside the couch with a hand reached around your shoulder so he can continue to comb his fingers over the back of your neck.

“Good morning.”

“Did I really sleep that much?” You ask, pushing up into a sitting position.

“Well, it’s one in the morning. I just didn’t want you to sleep on the couch. I was trying to not wake you up, but you looked so precious while you were sleeping, I couldn’t help but stop and stare for a bit.” His lips twist into a gentle smile, deep dimples shining through, and you can’t keep from grinning back at him.

San leans in to close the distance between your lips, stealing the breath from your lungs with the chaste and brief nature of the kiss. He only stays away for a second before he’s diving back in for more. The kiss is more hungry this time; he presses up against you with more fervor and intensity so that you curl against his body to return the passion in full. The tip of his tongue pokes out to dash over your lower lip, and you grant him access to your mouth in an instant, not even bothering to put up a fight as he entangles his tongue with yours. 

You hardly notice how he sinks you back against the couch cushions and drops his body atop yours, tongue pressing deeper and deeper and filling your gut with a pleasant heat.

The both of you are gasping for air when San decides to pull back, lips stretched into a cat-like grin.

“Maybe we can stay up a bit longer actually.”

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Number 6 with Jongho 🥺💜

6; lazy morning kisses before they’ve even opened their eyes, still mumbling half-incoherently, not wanting to wake up

“Alright you two, time to get up.” You don’t even know who is speaking into your ear and frankly you don’t care. Your immediate response is to curl further into the man at your side, releasing a content sigh when he folds his arm around your shoulders and tugs you closer. “Fine, whatever. Your fault if you don’t get any food.”

Jongho grumbles a little but still refuses to move much. Whoever is standing beside the best must be too tired to complain any longer because he disappears with a huff.

“Good morning,” Jongho murmurs, arms tightening their hold on you a bit. You hum in response but don’t bother with opening your eyes or replying. 

His face dips closer to yours, and you feel hot breath ghost over your lips before he kisses you softly, a gentle good morning kiss that turns lazy within seconds. You barely kiss back, too groggy to move much in all honesty, but that doesn’t seem to bother the man as he just continues to kiss at the corners of your mouth.

“We should get up.”

You answer him with a quiet groan, brows knitting together and lips drawing into a tight pout, and Jongho just chuckles under his breath. The sound is throaty and thick with sleep, just as his tone is, and you plant another kiss on his lips before cracking an eye open to greet him.

“Five more minutes?”

“...Fine.”