Post Date: 10th October 2022
Content: Fluff - GOT7 Jackson x Reader
WC: 1.1K
TW?: Mentions of alcohol/ Party environment/ Friends to lovers
Request?: Yes
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So it was that time of year again when your birthday has come around quicker than expected, and you always fall into the trap of not knowing that your seven best friends would plan something for you despite how many times you insist you didn’t want to do anything for your birthday.
“She said she doesn’t want to do anything for her birthday,” Jackson scoffs in exaggeration, rolling his eyes behind your back when he leaves you alone in the living room to join the others in the kitchen, who knew instantly you were going to say that.
Jaebum and Mark knew instantly that you were going to be surprised, like usual. However, they knew that there would nothing that would make your day better than Jackson finally confessing that he’s deeply in love with you, looking at each other before looking at their friend whilst laughing.
Jackson catches on almost instantly as to why they were laughing, giving them evils from across the breakfast bar, “Don’t go there guys, I don’t want to ruin our friendship. She means everything to me.” And that he meant.
Leaving it there, they get down to planning, trying to be incredibly sneaky about it whilst your attention was glued onto the movie on the TV, not even realising that you were the only one left in the living room at this point.
The day of your birthday comes around within a blink of an eye, being rushed to get out of your flat to meet the boys at their apartment, presents stacked high on the table as you walk in with shock plastering your face.
“Happy birthday!” they sing in harmony as they try to get you to sit by the table, decorating you with confetti and placing a party hat on your head, party poppers going off every couple of seconds.
You couldn’t help but get shy, hating surprises and hate being surprised like this, most of all, you hated that they go out of their way for you every year but you were so grateful to have the best friends in the whole world.
“Thank you guys, so much,” you giggle watching them look at you as you reach for the presents, acting like excited children when you open each one, receiving so many hugs and platonic kisses to your cheeks from each and every one of them.
In one of the presents, dropped out the prettiest and cutest little party outfit that makes you drop your hands and glare at them, trying to hide a smile, “You better not be doing what I think you’re doing?” you asked playfully as you continue to hold up the dress.
“Of course we are, happy birthday, Y/N,” Jackson cackles as it was his present of choice for you, knowing you’d been eyeing up that specific dress constantly when you went out shopping with him and Bambam.
You wanted to fight them all, knowing you hated surprise parties the most, but you couldn’t help but look at him, smiling ear to ear as you rush off to the bathroom to change into the outfit.
Jackson’s gaze falls onto you instantly as soon as you peer around the living room door minutes later, and his heart skips a beat, the dress looks even better on you than the hanger, and by goodness, were you the most beautiful person he ever laid his eyes on?
There’s an uproar of whistling and cheers when the others see you too, being your hype men when you do a little twirl for them, pink staining your cheeks in embarrassment but in happiness too, you were so lucky to have them.
However, you catch onto the way Jackson is looking at you, blush turning red as you smile at him as you waddle over, sitting onto his lap to place the biggest kiss onto his cheek, “Thank you for my present, Pup”.
Jackson finds himself flustered as he grins, a blush rushing to his cheeks as he hugs you tightly, the others giving each other approving looks before you get back to your feet, “Let’s get the party started!”.
The music at the venue vibrated the walls, people bouncing to the beat as you conversate with all your friends that the boys had invited, as well as some of their closest friends, to enjoy this night with you.
Everyone’s having such a good time, mostly dragging you onto the dance floor where you spend most of the night anyway, drinks in both hands as you moved so effortlessly in the dress that Jackson had bought you.
Speaking of who, Jackson watches you with admiration from the bar, stars in his eyes. Watching the love of his life having the time of her life gave him so much joy as he swayed to the music too.
By this point, Jackson probably had enough drinks to keep him merry for the rest of the night, finding his way onto the dance floor with you, taking you into his grasp as you happily danced with him.
The floor starts to clear for the both of you, being the centre of attention as the boys cheer you both on, whistling and cheers surrounding you as you moved o the beat of the music so well together.
That’s when Jackson has his perfect idea, considering he was drunk at this point, he managed to slide over to the DJ, nagging him for the mic as he makes his way back to the middle of the floor, the music volume being turned down as everyone cheered.
“Can we get a huge happy birthday to our birthday girl, Y/N?!” he shouts down the mic, the cheers and harmonising congratulations filling the room, loud enough to be heard from down the road.
You wanted to rip the mic out of his hands, but you couldn’t help but just stand there covering your face, not knowing what to do with all of this attention on you, your hand is brought away from your face as Jackson takes it into his free one.
“Let’s have the best night for the girl who’s had my heart since I’ve met her, the girl of my dreams...” he continues, voice slightly softer than before as he looks you deeply in the eyes as our face screws into confusion and disbelief, “Y/N, I love you. I love you more than just a best friend, happy birthday”.
The place goes from silence to another uproar as the other boys could be heard over the crowd's cheers, “Kiss her!”. Then the seconds to follow, “Kiss her” was chanted throughout the entire venue.
Jackson drops the mic to the floor, taking your face into his hands as he awaits your permission to do so, luckily, you jump at the chance before he could, jumping up onto his waist as he holds you up, your lips connecting for the best birthday present you could ever have.
Warnings: phone sex, dirty talk, cursing, fingering, jerking off
Disclaimer: contains 18+ content; minors do not interact
Day thirteen of kinktober - im jaebeom x phone sex
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You knew that dating an idol wasn’t always the most ideal situation, but you knew that you could make it work. Jaebeom always knew where you stood with him and you were always the first thing he thought of when he woke up. You seemed to find yourself incredibly horny when he wasn’t around and what made it worse was that no matter how hard you tried, your fingers were never enough.
Having no other option than to take matters into your own hands, you stood in front of your full-length mirror in your bedroom in your cute baby pink lingerie set. You grabbed your phone, deciding to send a racy picture to your boyfriend, one that you knew would have him going insane. After a few pictures, you sent your favorite before moving towards your bed, laying flat against the cotton sheets before trailing one of your hands from your neck to your breasts. Pinching one of the already erect nipples before continuing down, slipping your hand inside your panties.
You could already feel how wet you were, images of how things could have gone if Jaebeom were here with you. Before you could even get going, the ring of your phone went off catching you off guard. Groaning in frustration, you removed your hands from your panties and immediately perked up when you saw Jaebeom’s name flashing across the screen.
With a smirk, you placed it on speaker, “Hi babe,” You purred into the speaker as you heard him chuckle in response.
“Someone’s feeling a little needy. Aren’t you, baby?” He inquired and you hummed in response, “What were you doing before I called?” He asked innocently, but you knew right now he was going to be anything but innocent, “Were you touching yourself?”
“Yeah,” You sighed, “I was thinking of all the times you’ve fucked me so good that I couldn't walk. Or how magical your fingers feel inside of me,” You said, feeling your core heat up.
There was silence for a few seconds, the only sounds heard were yours and Jaebeom’s breathing before he finally spoke up, “I want to hear you touch yourself. Do it for me.”
You compiled without complaint, laying back against the flush bed, one of your free hands pushing your panties to the side before starting to play with your clit, “Jae,” You moaned and heard him take a sharp intake of breath.
“Keep going baby, Make yourself feel good by using your fingers,” He demanded and you quickly listened, sinking one of your fingers into your pulsing sex.
“I miss you,” You hummed into the phone, fingers working on making yourself feel good, “I wish you were here with me, making me cum.”
“I miss you too, baby,” He groaned and by the sounds of it, he was definitely in the process of unclipping his belt to jerk himself off, “Add another finger and keep moaning my name like the good girl you are,” Jaebeom exhaled, hand moving up and down his length, already feeling embarrassingly close from the sound of your whimpers and moans.
Hearing the sound of Jaebeom’s grunts only helped to turn you on even more, causing you to let out another moan and thrust your fingers at a faster pace, “I want you, Jaebeom. I want to touch you.”
“Soon, baby. So soon,” He groaned loudly, “But right now, you need to be a good girl and cum with me and show me so that when I’m back home, I can reward my pretty girl,” He said with a chuckle and before you knew it, you were receiving a facetime request to prove that you’ve listened to his instructions.
Post Date: 19th June 2022
Content: Fluff + Smut - Non Binary!Jinyoung/ Bisexual F!Reader
WC: 2.5K
TW?: Pegging/ Sub!Jinyoung/ Dom!Reader/ Gentle throat grabbing/ Spanking/ Little bit of degration - I dont want to have to put this here but this is FANFIC, an AU if you must, so please don’t shit on this for me making Jinyoung non binary!
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This was requested by anon who messaged me the request, I really hope you guys like this one, it’s very different to what I usually write so I hope I’ve done it well! Also happy pride month babies! <3
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“Y/N...” Jinyoung speaks softly, holding your hand whilst you both watch one of your favourite films that you like to binge over and over again, “Yes Jinnie?” you reply, sweetly smiling at them, watching them as their smile turns into a small frown. “I need to tell you something... And I won’t blame you if you change your mind about this relationship...”. You give them a confused look as there could be nothing that could change your relationship, Jinyoung meant the world to you and no matter what, you’d always be by their side.
With a short sigh, and a look down into their lap, they build up the confidence to share their secret with you, “I think I’m non-binary, and I want to go by they/them,” they panic when your face unscrews from a confused one to a small smile, giggling at them a little before confirming with Jinyoung that nothing could change your opinion on them, “I love you and the way you are, and sure thing, my sweetheart”. All Jinyoung could do was smile sweetly at you happy that you’ve accepted them for who they are. Though you found yourself unsure about yourself, hoping to be as confident as Jinyoung to find out and tell them one day. You worshipped the ground they walked on, how could you not admire them for everything and anything.
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It’s been a year since Jinyoung came out to you and you couldn’t help but be so excited that they’d ask for your help when finding them clothes that’ll suit them, especially when they need a little confidence boost picking out the cutest cropped top and shorts with little converses, you found joy in helping them be comfortable in themselves and you couldn’t wait to treat them at during Pride month.
You couldn’t contain your excitement when you scrolled through your phone and realised that there was going to be a PRIDE event in your town in a day. You squeal to yourself, throwing yourself off the couch as you shuffle to the kitchen, finding your beloved making themselves a cup of coffee. Jinyoung jumps at the sounds of the taps of your feet getting closer mixed with excited noises coming from you, “Hey, you okay sweetie?” they ask, hiding a smirk when they see the grin that appears on your face when they realise you’re there.
Your arms snake around their torso, looking up at them with big eyes, bottom lip sticking out, “Can we go to the pride festival in town tomorrow please~?”. Jinyoung couldn’t help but laugh at your request, pulling you in for a hug, “Of course we can babe”. And that was that a date was made from this and you were both so excited, especially you since you bought both of your outfits, a cute but masculine overall with a black t-shirt and rainbow socks to go with your Doc Martens, and cute little white skirt paired with the cutest jumper and high-knee socks for Jinyoung, you couldn’t wait for the day to roll around.
The sound of people starting to cheer early in the morning woke you up, as your eyes flutter to get used to the sunlight, such good weather for such a special day. You roll over in bed to come face-to-face with Jinyoung, who’s peacefully still awake as you caress their cheek, placing a softest kiss on their forehead, accidentally waking them up, “I’m so sorry baby, I didn’t mean to wake you up,” you whisper, a tiny smile on your face as their eyes open to meet yours, going all soft as they pull the covers over their head, turning into a little, “5 more minutes please~” they whine as you giggle, meeting them under the sheets as they nuzzle into your chest.
It was bliss, the small cuddle that was shared cured the tiredness, both gaining energy from an extra 5 minutes doing nothing, and all there was, was excitement ready for the day as you both race to get breakfast scoffed down your throats and get ready to go out.
Jinyoung couldn’t help but blush when looking at themselves in the mirror, admiring the outfit you had bought them to wear specifically for this day, feeling very confident as they do a little twirl, no body dysmorphia anywhere to be seen in this very moment. “My baby is so pretty~” you coo, making Jin jump, not realising you were watching them in their moment, causing their face to go bright red from embarrassment, “Don’t get embarrassed, you look amazing! Do you feel it?” you ask with a full grin and they nod, holding back tears of joy as you take them into your grasp, holding them tight.
As you pull away, you remember the last and final gift that you had made for them, rushing to crawl on the floor to look under the bed, rustling about then pulling out a flag, the Non-Binary flag, with your initials sewn into the corner so it was extra special. You rush back towards your Jinnie as you wrap it around them, making a loose not at the front so it draped over the back of them. The look of happiness in Jinnie’s eyes made you want to cry, you were so happy that they were happy with this, and with them being excepted for who they are, it encouraged you to finally come to terms with your own demons on finding out who you were and you were ready to tell them when the timing was right.
“Thank you,” Jinyoung whispered, clutching onto the tied front as they put out their hand for you to take, “Are you ready to go?”, you shake with excitement as you take the hand, nodding as you make your way out of the house before suddenly stopping, realising that you haven’t done their makeup yet, insisting that you must at least put a little eyeliner and eyeshadow to match their flag before eventually realising that you’ve spent so much doing makeup. You rush out of the house, taking in the sun, admiring the colourful street and all of the amazing people celebrating such an important day.
The day couldn’t get even more special even if it tried, it was like a daydream, rainbow banners and streamers filled the streets, which glistened in the sunlight, everyone smiling and laughing, dancing to the music and creating great friends, as you walk into your perfect dream of what a pride event could look like, keeping hold of Jinyoung’s hand as you pull them through the crowds, pulling them in for a little passionate kiss, cupping their cheek whilst everyone cheered you on, sharing the love as they kiss their loved ones, and others sharing lovable hugs.
The crowds move forward with the parade as you both giggle, dancing whilst you followed, taking Jinyoung’s hand, twirling them, making their skirt flow in the light breeze, making them giggle as you pull them in, holding them tight before continuing to dance alongside the movement of the crowd.
As everyone cheered for the many acts that rotated on and off the stage at the other end of the town, you take this moment to offer drinks to Jinyoung who shyly accepts, “Here’s to us, and being proud of who and what we are!” you click your cups in a mini toast as you down your drink.
“Jinnie, baby...” you say, twirling your foot on the floor shyly as they look up at you ready for you to continue now they have their attention on you, “I just want to say I’m so proud of you for how far you’ve come with your confidence, and for having the confidence to tell me about your secret, now it’s mine to tell you mine. Thanks to you, I built the confidence to come out myself, I’m bisexual”. All Jinyoung could do in response was hug you, telling you how proud they were of you for coming out, glad that the feeling was mutual, finally. “Here’s to the both of us!” they turn their head to kiss you, making it a little more heated than it needs to be, probably from happiness and excitement so you brush it off and enjoy the moment.
For hours, you take in the very special day for the both of you, making so many friends and taking in every moment that you could, taking as many photos as your phones could handle and just letting yourselves be free and freely open at who you are.
You were chatting to your newly made friend, about your lives, and how happy you were that your special person has become confident in themselves now that they’re out and proud, and at that moment, you realise that someone was getting really close to Jinyoung, and getting really flirty. You knew you shouldn’t get jealous, you knew you could trust them, and you couldn’t blame people for wanting to talk to them, they’re a beautiful human being, but the way Jinyoung was getting really flirty back made you get so jealous and it was visible.
“Give me a sec, sorry,” you aplologise to your new friend and link your arm around Jinyoung’s waist, pulling them close to you as you kiss their cheek, “You okay handsome?” They ask, turning to you and kissing your cheek sweetly, you nod in return and smile respectfully at the person they were talking to, introducing yourself, “Hey, I’m Y/N, Jinnie’s girlfriend~” as you put your hand out for them to shake, which they were more than happy to do so, “You’re so lucky to have such a beautiful partner!” they reply, taking a last smile at Jinyoung before getting distracted by one of their own friends.
“Is someone getting jealous?” Jinnie teases, acting innocent to their own actions as you grit your teeth, weirdly finding their fake innocence really sexually attractive, “No, just protective over what’s mine,” you pull them close to you, smirking as you grab their ass as no one is looking, making their face go bright red, followed by a small giggle, excited to see where their actions take them.
So they continue, every once in a while, when in conversation with someone, they’d slowly become a little more flirty with intentions of making you jealous, playing the innocent card every time you look over and they catch you doing so. But the more they did it, the more you just wanted to show them that they weren’t to share with anyone. “You better behave~” you bite, subtly grabbing their throat, and biting their lip gently, which just made them give a little smirk, “Or what~” they reply, a little cocky but still a little shy as they give puppy eyes. All you could do was scoff at that moment, “Wait until we get home,” you say firmly.
That’s exactly what they did. Patiently waited for you guys to get ready to head back to the house after a long, busy but very good and eventful day.
You don’t know why your jealousy made you so needy to have them beg your name, but it didn’t help that they looked incredible in their outfit, they looked too good for their own good and their confidence in said outfit drove you insane, no wonder they were trying to get you to get jealous, they knew it’ll drive you mad with lust to touch them.
The keys click in the lock as you open the front door to the house, trying to act like nothing was wrong until they at least take foot inside the door before reacting in any way. You make a gesture for them to walk in first as you followed behind, locking the door. As you walk into the living room, you’re met with an “innocent” Jinyoung, who’s sitting on the couch, waiting for you to join them.
Your tongue pressed against the inside of your cheek as you catch a glimpse of Jinyoung smirking at you which quickly turns into a shy smile, a soft rose blush appears on their cheeks, “I don’t know what you think you’re playing at, but you’re not getting away with it,” you scoff, towering over them as they gulp, looking up at you like they’ve done no such thing wrong. “Don’t look at me like that,” you continue, your hand riding up their thigh, up to their torso then having a soft but firm grip on their throat, “Now be a good little whore and get into that bedroom”, as they do as you demand, you follow behind, already got a plan in mind for what you have in store.
Jinyoung looks at you with a soft look, reaching their arms out to hold you but you grab them, turning them around and bend them over the bed, swiftly grabbing the cuffs from the bedside table drawers and cuffing their hands behind their back. “You’re in for a treat, little one~” you whisper into their ear as they whimper in both excitement and worry for what they may have in store from the aftermath of what they caused.
Momentarily leaving them bent over on the bed, pondering about what’s going to happen, you grab your strap from the drawer, putting it on ready to give them the treatment they deserved before turning to your position behind them, teasing at the bottom of the skirt, slowly lifting it up to reveal their ass cheeks. With a swift hand movement, you strike a slap across it, receiving a little whimper from them as you strike again.
“Please fuck me~” Jinyoung whimpers, crying from the pleasure of your hand slapping their ass, as you think about it for a brief second, contemplating on whether or not to give them what they want after their behaviour, but this worked in your favour, “Are you going to play up and try to make me jealous again?” you ask, rubbing your hand on their ass. They shake their head in response, “Wrong way to respond, my love,” as they whimper, ass getting red raw from the slaps you’ve hit on it, “I promise I won’t play up again~” they cry, quite literally with pleasure and desperation to be fucked.
“Good,” you hiss, as you pull down their underwear, ensuring to put enough lube on the strap and on their ass to be able to gently and safely enter them without causing any pain. You steady yourself behind them as you line the tip of the dildo to their asshole, “Are you ready, little one?”, receiving a little whimper of a yes from them as you take it slow, entering them and getting them used to the size of the dildo before picking up the pace, making them weak at the knees and moan in pleasure.
“Ah fuck, yes, just like that~” they scream, as the pleasure becomes a little too much, as you hit their g-spot over and over, causing them to break under pressure, coming all over themselves as you continue to ride them through their high. “Good little whore, that’s it, moan my name,” you whisper, leaning down to kiss the back of their head, and they do as you requested.
As you pull out, you let them have a moment to gather themselves, taking off the strap before pulling them up onto the bed, taking them into your arms as they cuddle into your chest, laying on you, “I promise to be good,” they breathlessly let out, as you chuckle to yourself, running your fingers through their hair, “I know baby,” you reply, letting them come around at their own pace, “I love you”.
AUTHOR’S NOTE — hi cuties! as per usual, this is post is just for fun. i don’t know any of the members personally. these are just some traits i think they would be attracted too and i could be wrong :) please remember that you’re all perfect just the way you are! love you guys <333
LISTEN TO — feelings by hayley kiyoko
MARK
someone shy! i think mark would like getting to know someone who doesn’t open up easily to other people.
anyone who wears whatever they want without regard for what anyone else has to say about it. he thinks it’s hot when you don’t care what other people think.
someone with a quiet confidence, who appears a little closed off at first, but really they just know what they want.
someone who is really passionate about something, no matter what is. he’ll sit and listen to you talk about it forever.
JAEBEOM
jb has said that he wants “a cute girl who catches his attention,” so i think he would be attracted to someone with a unique style.
someone with a contagious smile.
i think he’d be attracted to someone with natural aegyo. someone who knows they’re adorable and uses it to their advantage with him. he knows exactly what you’re doing, but he doesn’t mind.
someone who is quiet around new people, but opens up around people they like.
JACKSON
another artist, whether that’s a painter, a musician, a writer, or anything else. he’ll be your muse if you’ll be his.
someone with a sarcastic sense of humor.
anyone who can keep up with him when he’s feeling wild, but still knows how to take him seriously when he’s talking about something he’s passionate about.
people with a great sense of style. someone who really knows who they are and shows it through what they wear.
JINYOUNG
okay, for jinyoung i’m thinking someone who has the same energy as chuu from loona. someone naturally really cute and bright, who can draw him out of his shell.
he thinks lots of ear piercings are so pretty. he likes giving you new pairs as a gift. (he just likes buying you things in general).
speaking of which: someone who doesn’t mind being spoiled. he likes independent people, but he also just wants to take care of you and he’d feel so happy when you let him do that.
junior (kidding!) here can be pretty serious, so i think he needs someone who sees the silver lining of situations and can make him laugh.
YOUNGJAE
someone who he gets along with really naturally. like they’re just really easy for him to talk to.
a person with really good music taste. maybe even another artist. someone who is passionate about music or just art in general.
i think he would be attracted to really feminine people. people who wear a lot of colors and light, pretty clothing.
ooh definitely someone who can keep secrets. someone who he can confess anything to without being afraid of being judged for it.
BAMBAM
baddies only! bambam needs someone confident and self assured. i think someone who would make him chase them.
someone who doesn’t take life too seriously. a mellow, happy soul.
a good listener. a person who will listen to him without laughing at him and make him feel heard.
someone who doesn’t mind being on social media and will let him take pictures and videos of them constantly.
YUGYEOM
yugyeom would go well with someone who marches to the beat of their own drum. very carefree vibes, someone who doesn’t take life too seriously and doesn’t mind being weird.
someone with a wild sense of humor
he would definitely go well with a bruh girl or a bruh person in general?? lol
i feel like he’d date someone with a lot of tattoos, especially a patchwork sleeve (he’d want to give you stick and pokes)
You opted to spend the entire day out for his birthday. The two of you went to all places that Mark enjoyed and sought comfort in. You both allowed each other go ignore all responsibilities, ease out and let yourselves be kids for just a day. You’ve played at an arcade, you’ve ran around in the park’s walk through fountain, pushing each other into the swings, it was just overall a fun entire day. The hot sun was dangerously kissing onto both of your skin but neither of you cared because you only had each other.
However that sun was starting to set, so both of you went back to the car to watch the sunset. Your feet was at the dashboard as your chair was pushed back so you can have a better view. You felt eyes were on you, so you looked at Mark, and you met with his adoration eyes. You smiled at him, “what?”
He simply shook his head, “thank you for making my birthday special,” he said as he grabbed your hand with your pinky and quickly wrapped his fingers in yours. You held his hand back, squeezing it ao tightly. He leaned in to crash your lips with his, it was a sweet and slow kiss. It was a gratifying kiss, it was a kiss that screams love from both end.
He pulled back to look at you with a smile, and you put your hand on his cheek, “this isn’t over, Mark, we still have more to see.”
”Take me anywhere, and I’ll be glad to be there as long as I’m with you.”
The car ride from the hotel you stayed overnight with your bridesmaids to the wedding venue seemed to stretch out for ages. Your mind tuned out the girls’ excited chatter as you stared out the backseat window, watching the tall skyscrapers of the city blend into suburban houses and well-manicured lawns. Soon, in another twenty minutes, you were about to lay your eyes on your future husband, dressed in his wedding tuxedo.
Your lips unconsciously formed a fond smile as you recalled the first time you saw him in formal dress.
Twelve years ago
“Well, what do you think? How do I look?” Jinyoung directed his question to the figure standing by his doorway while smoothing down an invisible crinkle on his left sleeve. He turned away from the full-length mirror to lock eyes with you.
You couldn’t stop the giggle that slipped past your lips. His hair was gelled and combed back neatly, a stark contrast to how he usually wore it down with no product. His black suit and matching trousers were impeccable, however the red tie that hang messily around his neck destroyed the entire look.
“Hey! Is it really that bad?” He whined. Never in a million years did you think it was possible for your best friend and next-door neighbour of five years to sound like a fussy five-year-old child. “You’re so mean, I don’t know why I asked for your opinion anyway.”
“No, it’s just,” You chuckled mid-sentence upon discovering his fiery red socks. You took a deep breath to compose yourself. “I didn’t mean it like that, I promise. Come here, let me fix it for you.”
Jinyoung reluctantly complied, standing in front of you and crouching down so you could help him with his tie. You adjusted your pink corsage out of the way before reaching out and redoing his tie with practiced, fluid motions, thanks to all the practice you had with your younger brother. The two of you were standing so close that a strong whiff of cologne with undertones of hair product entered your nostrils.
“Do you think she’ll like it?”
“Like what?”
“My appearance. I mean, is it enough to impress her? I still cannot believe that I’m going to the ball with the class president as my date. She’s smart, kind, athletic…”
“All done.” You cut him off, forcing a lump of envy down your throat. “Says you, Mr. Vice President. I’m sure she’ll think you look absolutely dashing.” You gave him the most genuine smile you could muster and two thumbs up to calm his nerves.
Six years ago
Honestly, Jinyoung had no shame admitting that he was always a hoodie and sweatpants sort of guy. Or jeans, if the occasion truly called for it. At most, he would swap out his hoodie for a button-up. He never owned any blazers.
That is, until he received his job offer at a top professional firm and you dragged him out shopping last weekend for a major wardrobe revamp.
So that’s how he found himself in a grey chequered blazer with a pristine white button up underneath and a pair of black slacks. He stared at his reflection while running his fingers through his unstyled hair. Something was amiss.
“Y/N!” His voice travelled throughout your shared apartment of nearly two years. The pair of you had moved out of college dorms midway through your university degrees and moved into the modest two-bedroom apartment in the city centre together. It was a natural transition for you two, from being neighbours since primary school, to living across the hall in college dorms, and now to being roommates. You wouldn’t be surprised if you ended up buying houses on the same street in the future.
You popped two slices of bread into the toaster before making your way to the bathroom. You peeked inside, satisfied at your masterful taste in office fashion. “Looking good, Mr. Junior Consultant. Your tie needs to be done up, though.” You pointed at the piece of black fabric laying abandoned on the counter top.
“That’s where you come in handy, roomie. Help me fix it? Pretty please? I’ll buy your favourite jjajangmyeon from the corner-shop-ahjumma for dinner on the way home tonight.” Jinyoung looked at you with pleading eyes.
“Throw in a bottle of soju and I’ll help you, kind sir.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
Who were you kidding, though? You would’ve tied his tie for him even without anything in return. Oh, the woes of unrequited love, you thought to yourself while looping the black fabric around his lithe neck and fastening it securely. A final clean of his black-rimmed spectacles and a sweep of his fluffy hair later, you deemed his outfit presentable with a big thumbs up.
Two years ago
Jinyoung let out a sigh in frustration, just as you stepped into the backroom of the wedding hall. He had tried for the fifth time to get his tie to knot properly but to no avail and frankly, it did nothing to sooth his jittery nerves.
“Need some help?” You offered, feeling an odd sense of déjà vu from that night ten years ago.
“I’m so glad you’re here, Y/N, I don’t know what I’d do without-” His words caught in his throat as he spun around and laid eyes on you. Your maroon chiffon dress hugged your curves in all the right places. He struggled to tear his gaze away from the side slit that exposed your long legs and the deep V-neckline. He cleared his throat in embarrassment. “My tie…”
“When will you ever learn how to tie a tie by yourself, Park Jinyoung?” You teased, nimble fingers already dancing across his broad chest.
“You know what they say, a man who doesn’t know how to tie his own tie is a lucky man.” He mentioned, entranced by the way your delicate eyelashes fluttered against your sparkly cheekbones. The smokey eyeshadow fit you very well, he decided.
“Yeah? Why is that?” You tightened the black tie gently towards his neck and brushed your hands over his shoulders to rid his black suit of any dust while simultaneously reassuring him.
“Because he has a great woman who does it for him.” Jinyoung sneaked in a quick peck on your flushed cheeks, grinning smugly to himself when you gave him a bashful shove.
“Good luck out there, Mr. Best Man. Don’t mess up the speech, okay?”
Present day
“Ready, sweetie?” Your father’s voice asked tenderly upon opening the car door, holding his elbow out for you to take as you stepped out gingerly.
“Yes, dad. Thank you.” You replied, trying your best to calm the fluttering butterflies in your stomach.
As you led your entourage of bridesmaids towards the aisle, you were filled with an overwhelming sense of contentedness. The periodic crashing of the waves was a perfect backdrop, soothing any residual nerves and bringing back happy memories of summer days spent on the beach, with the man who stood at the end of the flower path. You wriggled your toes as they sunk into the cool sand and scattered petals left by the flower girl, placing one foot in front of the other confidently, with your father by your side. The audience clapped and stood at their seats, while a group of six grown men (the groomsmen) wolf-whistled and whooped enthusiastically.
Each step brought you closer and closer towards the love of your life; the person whose presence was as calming to you as the ocean itself. Standing in front of Jinyoung, you knew that this was where you belonged – beside him.
“Y/N,” Your beauty left him breathless and for a moment, he was lost for words. “You’re the best view. The beach and the sea can’t compare.” He mouthed to you while the marriage celebrant began to speak.
“Not too bad yourself, Mr. Husband. I love the bowtie.” You whispered as the two of you exchanged a knowing look and loving smiles.
Letting out a sigh, you began to wipe the sleep from your eyes. You rolled over, eyes focusing on the clock on your bedside table. 8:26 flashed at you in bleary green writing.
As soon as you moved to get up, you felt a weight resting against your middle that wasn’t normally present.
Craning your neck, you saw your lover Jackson, whose arm was wrapped around your waist in a vice grip.
Mornings with Jackson were uncommon. He was constantly promoting and on schedule which caused him to be away a lot of the time. So this morning, when when you realized it was him pressed against your back side, you couldn’t help but feel overwhelmingly warm on the inside.
He hadn’t been able to be with you for New Years so now that he was with you, just in time for your birthday on Sunday, you were going to take advantage of it.
“Morning sweetheart,’’ He finally spoke, pressing a kiss to your head.
“ Good morning.” You responded as you rolled back over into his arms.
Nuzzling your head into his neck, you asked him,”do you wanna go do something today? Or we could always stay in.’’
“Whatever you feel like,’’ He began, “It is your birthday weekend after all.’’ His words were punctuated by a wiggle of his eyebrows.
You could’ve help the smile that stretched across your lips.
“Let’s just cuddle for a while then maybe we can head down to that new cafe and get some good snacks?” You asked, putting on your best puppy dog eyes. You knew he would say yes no matter what but it was fun to watch him melt.
“Anything for my girl.’’ Jackson responded, pressing another kiss to your forehead.
Mark would like the little whimpers that you make when he thrusted into you, it made him feel more dominate in the situation. He'd definitely like having sex when there's people around more often because the chances of you two being heard were smaller.
Jaebum would find your small moans cute yet sexy but, he liked when you got louder sometimes. He'd definitely prefer your smaller moans if you visited him on tour but, at home he'd like variety because just hearing you gives him pleasure in itself. He'd probably make you talk if you were being a bit too quiet for his liking.
Jackson enjoyed them only because he likes having those sexy little whimpers for himself only and hates any chance of anyone else being able to hear them. He'd especially like them when you ride on top of him, leaning into his ear and whimpering about how good he feels was his absolute weakness. But, I think he enjoys a bit of variety as well, if you were always super quiet he'd think he wasn't doing good enough.
Jinyoung wouldn't think too much of it, he'd appreciate any signs of him pleasuring you as a good thing. He'd think they were cute more than anything, the soft moans mixed with clawing at his skin was his weakness when it came to you.
Youngjae isn't super into power play but hearing those soft whimpers made him feel a bit more in control. He doesn't make much noise either so he loved the way you two matched each other. He might eat you out just to hear them when he had a long day.
Bambam wouldn't think much of them but, he'd definitely tease you about them outside of the bedroom. He may call you puppy sometimes because of the whimpering. He'd definitely like feeling more in control of you because of how small you seemed under him along with the noises.
Yugyeom might try a bit too hard to please you sometimes, he wants to hear some more from you when he's frustrated most times. Might ask you to speak or talk just to get some more noise from you. Definitely appreciates them during quickies on tour or in the practice room.
