contains: just fluff headcanons with a lil bit of edge, lowercase intended so it's messy, might be ooc. what else? reblogs and hearts are appreciated!
boyfriend! inbeom loves being a bit of a meanie and teasing the hell out of you just to get a cute reaction. but the exact second your eyes get teary or your lip starts wobbling, his tough act completely breaks. He’ll totally panic, waving his hands around and apologizing as much as he can!
“hey, don't do that. do not cry. look, I'll let you punch me or something, okay? you have the right to be mad at me.”
boyfriend! inbeom always talks smack and says matching tattoos are cringe. he'll roll his eyes and complain whenever you bring it up, but he still ends up getting matching ink with you for every single milestones or important day anyway <3
boyfriend! inbeom secretly LOVES when you tie his hair up for him. the thing is, he always “forgets” to bring his own elastic, so you always have to keep an extra one on your wrist every single time both of you hang out just for him.
additional: he would also knows exactly what he’s doing when he ties his hair up right in front of you. he’ll purposely pop the hair tie between his teeth and slowly sweep his hair back just to watch you stare. especially if you have weakness for the textbook “hot guys doing mundane things” trope.
boyfriend! inbeom will look for you the exact second a fight is over, no matter how bad it gets. he’ll show up at your place looking like a total mess, all bruised and bloody, but he’ll still have that super arrogant, cocky look on his face while whine-begging you to take care of him !!
“they're the ones who started running their mouths. my fist just kinda moved on its own, you know?”
additional: he’ll point at a tiny, barely noticeable scratch on his cheek or his bottom lip and whine about how much it hurts, refusing to let you move until you kiss it better.
“that literally did nothing. my lip is still stinging, dummy. come back here and actually try”
boyfriend! inbeom will constantly try to mess with you if you're really good at academics. he loves looking you dead in the eye and dropping the most ridiculous fake facts or asking total nonsense questions just to watch your brain short-circuit.
boyfriend! inbeom is incredibly competitive and will absolutely smoke you in any arcade game, laughing shamelessly at your losing streak. But he’ll eventually spend all his tokens aggressively shaking the claw machine until it drops the exact plushie you wanted.
SUM. you and cho inbeom indulge in an intense makeout session and inbeom is set on not letting you breathe for even a second.
(TYAL MLST) . cho inbeom x fem!reader · making out, est. relationship, mentions of saliva lol, swollen lips
you somehow find yourself in inbeom’s lap, his hands tightly gripping your waist while yours are tangled in his hair. the only sound being heard in the room is your heavy breathing and the smacking of your lips.
inbeom is literally devouring your mouth, tongue licking every corner and teeth tugging relentlessly at both of your lips. you can't even remember for how long you've been like this, all you know is that one moment inbeom’s determined to meet with you in the late hours of the night and the next second you were seated snugly on his thighs and the only thing that's been leaving your mouth have been breathy sighs ever since.
cho inbeom is on a mission to completely maul your mouth because every time you try to talk or simply catch your breath for a few seconds, he keeps nipping and licking around your mouth, jaw, even your goddamn neck!! he refuses to let you formulate a single word, making sure to interrupt any attempt and reduce you to a muffling mess.
you try to break the kiss again, feeling like your lungs will explode if you don't take a moment to breathe properly. you manage to peel yourself off inbeom’s mouth and you deeply inhale while looking up, pressing your almost numb lips together. you hear inbeom grunting and feel one of his hands making its way up, grabbing the back of your head and forcing your head down.
facing each other again, you finally take a good look at your boyfriend for the first time since you came here. his hair is a mess, his eyes are half lidded, dark with unadulterated desire, making them look even more intense than usual and his cheeks have a slight red tinge to them.
you allow your eyes to wander lower, having to swallow back the lump in your throat when they land on inbeom’s mouth. his lips are heavily swollen, slick with what you guess is a combination of both of your spit and they turned such a raw shade of red it has you wondering if it doesn't actually hurt. even the sides are clearly irritated, looking like you smudged lip tint all around them.
it's probably one of the most shameless inbeom has ever looked and you don't realize you're in the exact same predicament, if not a bit worse.
inbeom takes a moment to properly look at you as well and he resists the urge to pridefully puff his chest out because you look completely ravished.
your eyes are glassy and almost unfocused, your face almost glows in the dimly lit room, and your lips. oh, your lips. the sole center of inbeom’s attention for the past hour or so. they're bitten red, coated in a more than a normal amount of saliva, looking like they're one bite away from bleeding.
and it's not only your lips. inbeom made sure to run his teeth beyond them. your chin, jaw and neck sporting red marks as well, making you look like you suffered some sort of skin allergy, and this time inbeom really can't stop himself from feeling overly proud of the beautiful artwork he created.
“i really like kissing you.” his voice is deeper, a little hoarse due to the lack of talking. you both unintentionally discovered a while ago that your mouth is very sensitive and inbeom has been a total tease about it ever since, finding different ways to drive you crazy. however, it seems like tonight he wants to outdo himself and have you barely hanging by the last strand of sanity.
you try to pull back, but inbeom’s hand hasn't let go of your nape, keeping your head still. he uses the tip of his tongue to draw random patterns on yours, the awareness of every movement making your skin erupt into goosebumps.
spit is rapidly running down your chins, landing on your laps and you should really find it disgusting, but the emotion you're feeling the most right now is shyness. inbeom’s ministrations are filthy, and while you can't deny enjoying it, the shamelessness of it all is overwhelming.
a few minutes later, inbeom pushes his tongue along with yours back in your mouth and kisses you properly, releasing your nape only to wrap his arms around your waist and hug you closer— tighter against his body as humanly possible. your hands are holding inbeom’s shoulders in a vice grip.
he was showing no signs of ending this session anytime soon and you are getting frustrated with every passing second, needing a moment to completely catch your breath. you’ve tried tapping out with your fists against his chest, he doesn’t even flinch when you bite down on his bottom lip. you can feel inbeom smiling while doing that damn grunting sound only he can make from the back of his throat and feeling the vibrations right into your mouth is enough to make you spiral even more.
“just a little longer,” inbeom speaks, mouth still clasped over yours. but you’re spent. and in a final attempt to end this, you bring your hand up and pull at inbeom’s hair hard enough to tilt his head back, making him wince: “ah- ah- ah!”
you just look at each other, taking your disheveled appearances in. your eyes have cleared up, no longer out of focus and your mouth is slowly pulling into a pout.
"what?" inbeom asks while laughing. your eyebrows furrow then and you lightly slap his chest before bringing your hand and running the tips of your finger along your swollen lips.
"don't what me, you fucking animal! my lips are so swollen, i can barely talk! my entire mouth hurts, you moron!" and you're right, you can't articulate your words properly because besides the extra plumpness, they've also gotten quite numb. inbeom holds back the laughter still bubbling in his chest, knowing that if he laughs in your face right now he'll probably never get another chance like this again.
he clears his throat before answering. "well, this fucking animal", he makes sure to emphasize your words, "just gave you the best damn makeout session ever for more than an hour. is that not some sort of record?” he arches one of his eyebrows and a teasing smirk is creeping up on his equally swollen lips. “i think we can go even longer.”
you scoff incredulously. "you've abused my mouth enough. if you want to go further, use your pillow.” you say as you shove him back and climb off his lap.
inbeom laughs, accepting it. still, he mentally pats himself on the back because in a bit of dating, he managed to have you match his freak, no matter how unhinged you sometimes got. he knows you wouldn't do something you're not comfortable with, but you give into inbeom’s shenanigans every time, despite the apprehension or shyness that take over you sometimes.
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Cho In-beom | Boyfriend headcanons
Summary: What is In-beom like as a boyfriend?
Warnings: fluff, suggestive themes, established relationship.
Note: English is not my first language so feel free to tell me if there are any mistakes.
SFW:
❥ He loves throwing his arm over your shoulders while walking down the school hallways just so everyone can see you’re with him. His idea of being "sweet" is being fiercely protective… if someone so much as looks at you wrong, he’ll immediately glare them down.
❥ His physical affection is blunt and confident. He’ll pull you right onto his lap without asking while talking to his friends, using you as his personal resting spot. For him, having you right there is how he unwinds.
❥ His sweeter side really shows in how he takes care of your stuff. If your scooter, bike or any electronic device acts up, he’ll roll up his sleeves and spend hours fixing it just to impress you and remind you how handy he is.
❥ He loves teasing you or playing petty pranks on you just to see your reactions. When you get mad, he’ll let out that signature laugh of his, tug at your cheeks and plant a quick kiss on your nose to cut your tantrum short.
❥ While the teacher is explaining electrical circuits, he’ll text you a picture of his notes where he’s filled the margins of the page doodling your name with hearts around it, captioned:
“Class is boring as hell, can only think about your pretty face."
❥ When you’re hanging out with him and his tech-school friends, he’ll lock his arm tightly around your waist and won't stop bragging about how amazing you are or how good you are at something. He loves puffing out his chest and showing everyone that he has the best girlfriend in the world.
❥ If he shows up bruised or with busted knuckles after a school fight, he’ll grumble reluctantly if you try to patch him up, but he’ll sit completely still and let you do your thing. While you wrap a bandage around his hand, he’ll just stare at you with a soft smile, thinking about how incredibly lucky he is to have you.
❥ He’s the type of boyfriend who acts tough in public, but his chat with you is filled with the softest stickers: cuddling kittens or kissing bears. If you take more than five minutes to reply, he’ll spam your phone with crying emojis and hearts until you pay attention to him.
❥ Whenever it gets a little chilly or he just notices you look tired, he’ll take off his school jacket and drape it over your shoulders. He’s utterly obsessed with how oversized it looks on you and the fact that you go home smelling like him.
NSFW (not so much really):
❥ If he’s in the mood to get you alone, he’ll tell you straight to your face… no filtering, no subtlety, even if there are people nearby. He loves watching you blush while he just maintains a smug smirk.
❥ His kisses are intense, deep, and incredibly physical. He loves biting your lips with just the right amount of pressure and leaving very visible marks on your neck, almost like a trophy so everyone at school knows exactly who you belong to.
❥ When you're both in class and can't touch, he’ll lock eyes with you from across the room. It’s a heavy, intense and crystal-clear stare… the kind that lets you know exactly what he’s planning to do to you the second you’re behind closed doors.
❥ In bed, he’s definitely the one setting the pace. He loves using his physical strength to dominate you, pinning you against the wall or holding your hands firmly over your head. He deeply enjoys seeing the effect he has on you and how he makes you lose control.
❥ If you manage to sneak into the empty electronics or auto shops at school, he’ll use the setting to his advantage. He’ll hoist you up onto a workbench, slide between your legs, and kiss you with the urgency of someone who knows they could get caught at any second, feeding off that risk.
❥ He can get pretty bold over text, but he never loses his sap. He’ll send you messages like: "I'm dying to have you in my bed tonight, you're the most addictive thing in the world. I want to kiss every single inch of your skin and remind you a thousand times that you're entirely mine. Don't keep me waiting, babe" or "I love how shy you get when I take control, you look so beautiful it makes me want to eat you up and never let you go."
❥ In private, he loves slowly undoing your uniform shirt buttons with one hand while keeping his other hand firm on the nape of your neck, forcing you to hold his gaze as he completely undoes you.
❥ He’s used to physical roughness from the technical school environment, and he carries that safe but incredibly intense energy into the bedroom. He likes picking you up, straddling you, or holding you against the wall to feel your full weight, proving to you just how easily he can handle you.
❥ While things are heating up, his dirty talk gets way more direct and raw. He’ll whisper in your ear how good you look underneath him, how much it turns him on that you're his and he won't hold back a single thing he’s feeling in the moment, looking to completely break your composure.
❥ If you're in the hallway right before an exam or a boring class, he’ll pull you into a dark corner behind the lockers, slip his hand under your clothes for a firm squeeze and give you one of those breathless kisses… only to walk into the classroom smiling, knowing he completely ruined your concentration for the rest of the day.
summary: the one where inbeom misses your date, walks you home from school, and apologizes the only way he knows how.
w.c: 1.06k
the final bell rang, and within minutes the front gates were crowded with students pouring onto the sidewalk, chatter filling the warm afternoon air. you adjusted the strap of your bag and slipped into the crowd,jaw tight hoping that if you kept your head down, today would end quietly but of course you didnt have such luck.
"there you are."
you recognized inbeoms voice but refused to look up.instead, you kept walking.
he caught up in a few strides, hands shoved into the pockets of his jacket like he hadn't spent all day waiting for this exact moment.
"so...we're doing the silent treatment?"
nothing.
he tilted his head, trying to catch your eye. "seriously? not even a glare?"
you stepped around a group of first-years without acknowledging him.
"...that's worse than the glare"
still nothing.he sighed dramatically. "you know, i always thought you'd yell at me if i messed up."
you finally spoke.
"i would've."
he brightened immediately. "there she is."
"i wasn't talking to you."
"you literally just did."
your eyes flicked toward him for half a second.
"if you keep following me, i'm taking it back."
"i dont think thats how we talk."
"we do today."
a grin tugged at the corner of his lips.
"so you're making up rules now?"
"i'm making up for the fact that someone couldn't show up yesterday."
the grin disappeared.neither of you spoke for a moment.the sounds of passing cars and students slowly faded as you turned onto a quieter street.
he rubbed the back of his neck.
"...can i explain?"
"no."
"you didn't even hear what happened."
"i don't need to."
"you kinda do."
"i really don't."
he walked a little faster until he was beside you again.
"i wasn't ditching you."
"you forgot."
"i..."
he stopped himself.
"...yeah."
you laughed once,bitterly,because hearing him admit it somehow made it sting even more.the silence stretched between you, broken only by your footsteps against the pavement. usually he'd have filled it with something stupid, some half-assed attempt to make you smile just to prove he could, but instead he let out a slow breath, rubbing the back of his neck as if he was trying to figure out where to even begin.
"it wasn't supposed to happen like that," he muttered, more to himself than to you, before finally looking over. "i got pulled aside after school. somethin with the fuckin' erpb,i figured it'd take twenty minutes." he gave a dry laugh. "twenty turned into an hour, an hour turned into... i don't even know."
you didn't answer.
"my phone died halfway through, didn't even realize until i went to text you." his jaw tightened. "by the time everything was over, i looked at the clock and..." he shook his head once, frustrated with himself. "i knew."
your grip on your bag tightened.
"i still went."
that made you look at him.
"i went to where we were supposed to meet," he continued quietly, eyes fixed on the road ahead, "i knew you probably would've left already, but i went anyway."
"...you did?"
he nodded. "you weren't there."
something in your chest shifted, just barely.
"i sat there for a bit anyway." a small shrug. "didn't really know what else to do."
you looked away again, chewing the inside of your cheek. it would've been easier if inbeom argued back, if he'd laughed it off like he usually did, because then you could've stayed mad without feeling guilty about it. instead, he just... stood there, looking more annoyed with himself than you ever could've been.
"i know forgetting isn't exactly something you can fix with an apology," he said after a while, voice quieter now, "i just didn't want you thinking i didn't care enough to show up."
your shoulders dropped ever so slightly.
"you should've texted me."
"i know."
"you should've charged your phone the second you got home."
"i know."
"and you definitely shouldn't have let me wait that long."
"...i know."
his answers came without hesitation, without trying to defend himself, and somehow that only made it harder to keep your guard up.you let out a slow sigh, shaking your head.
"...you're an idiot."
a small smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.
"yeah."
"the biggest one i've ever met."
"i've been told."
you tried not to smile, you really did, but it slipped out anyway, small enough that you hoped he wouldn't notice.
"there it is," he murmured, relief obvious in his voice, "i was starting to think i'd broken you."
"don't get used to it," you mumbled, nudging his shoulder as you walked past him, "i'm still annoyed."
"i'll take annoyed."
he caught up beside you again, this time keeping a little distance, like inbeom finally learned not to push his luck. the two of you walked in comfortable silence for a minute before his hand brushed against yours. he hesitated, waiting to see if you'd pull away,but you'd decided to be nice as your fingers slowly slipped between his.
"...that's all you get," you warned, staring straight ahead.
"for now?"
"for now."
he smiled to himself, giving your hand a gentle squeeze before stopping in the middle of the sidewalk.you looked at him.
"what?"
he didn't answer right away. instead, he stepped closer, careful enough to give you every chance to back away. when you stayed where you were, he wrapped his arms around you, slow and tentative, like he was still asking permission.
you sighed into his chest, pretending it wasn't exactly where you'd wanted to be since yesterday.
"...i was really stupid."
"mhm."
"i'm sorry."
"i know."
after a moment, you leaned back just enough to look at him.
he smiled, brushing a few loose strands of hair away from your face before leaning down and pressing a quick kiss against your jaw, lingering for just a second before pulling away.
"there," he said with a grin, "interest on yesterday."
you rolled your eyes, unable to hide your smile anymore.
"as if that's worth anything..you're still paying for the tteokbokki."
(TYAL MLST) . cho inbeom x gn!reader · soft boyfriend!inbeom, fluff, est. relationship, skinship, hair play, tattoos, clingy!inbeom, jealous!inbeom, is this ooc? probably!!
• he loves when you play with his hair. like, really…really love it. your nails scrape across his scalp, making him purr almost at the the sensation. you grin, knowing how much he enjoys this and increase the pressure slightly. “you know, i could do this all day,” you murmur, your voice low and soothing.
he’ll allow you to do any styling you want
high ponytail? go for it. braid it? oh hell yes. pigtails with pink ribbons? he’s not gonna stop you from trying, to be honest. you’re gonna make him so coquette!!
• let’s you color his tattoos. it’s whenever you’re bored, while he’s scrolling absently on his phone, you’d carefully color in the design, making sure that you didn’t go outside of the lines of his tattoo once.
his bicep now stained in hues of purple and green with accents of neon yellow creeping up his shoulder.
• inbeom likes to trap you between himself and the wall. he does it very casually, almost to the point where he doesn’t think about it. to him it feels natural to just rest his hand on the wall behind you while you chat. but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t notice the way it makes you flustered, so sometimes he does it for the sole purpose of seeing you blush like that.
• one of his favorite things to do is exist in the same room as you while he plays video games. he doesn't need you to watch him play or talk to him or even acknowledge him. he just wants you there and he’ll get genuinely annoyed if you leave the room for too long.
"where'd you go?" he'll ask in a bothered tone, like you've been gone for hours instead of five minutes. he’s not clingy in an emotional way. he’s clingy in a "you're part of my environment now and i notice when you're missing" way. he’s very very used to having you around and feels weird when you’re not.
• inbeom actually looks forward to you bothering him for a few minutes to take away from his game. he either likes when you hug him from behind while he’s playing or when you straddle him or sit on his lap.
he really likes the attention though he won’t be too vocal about it.
• he’s pretty irrational when he gets jealous. you tend to diffuse this as quickly as you can, the outcome is usually hard kisses that make you love the bitter taste of his jealousy.
• also lets you paint his nails, but as long as you let him pick out the color. he’s very intrigued by the process, and watches intently as you skillfully apply the polish.
• inbeom knows exactly what to do to get you riled up. from putting his arm around your chair when you're sitting next to each other to touching your thigh, he's got you all figured out.
you could be hanging out with friends or eating together and he'll always find something that'll get you worked up. his hands are always on you in some way shape or form whether that be your lower back, shoulders, or thighs, his touch always lingers.
(TYAL MLST) . includes: ryu junhyeong, kim hyeongju, cho inbeom, park seonghwan, jung hyeonmin · toxic habits, gaslighting, behaviors that aren’t exactly toxic but still suck
RYU JUNHYEONG
never takes what you say seriously. if you complain about something he does, or he'll do some gaslighting, or he won't even listen to you.
KIM HYEONGJU
very nonchalant. but more so reserved so he never communicates his feelings so you kinda guess in the dark.
CHO INBEOM
he leaves you in that weird talking stage for months. like any mention of a relationship he kind of just brushes it away.
PARK SEONGHWAN
treats his relationship like a fling and sometimes will ghost you for days and only calls you whenever he’s bored and all his friends are busy.
JUNG HYEONMIN
horrible communication—it's not that he's actively trying to keep things from you, but he'll have no way of knowing that he should be sharing certain things with you.
