You noticed that your boyfriend had been acting weird the last couple of days. Well…weirder than normal; by nature, he was a silly guy with a sense of humor that only those with an acquired taste would understand more than half of the time. He had actually grown quiet, almost solemn, and this wasn’t exactly usual behavior. Kikwang had stated once that he was more of a listener than a talker, contrary to popular belief, but this wasn’t even just him listening now.
This was him…sulking. This was him and his thoughts taking him somewhere that you didn’t think was good for him and that worried you. Not wanting to push him, you didn’t say anything, deciding that when the time came, all would be revealed.
That time just so happened to be Friday. It was the first day off he had since BEAST started promoting their latest album, about three months ago, and he wanted to spend that day with you. Of course, it goes without saying that you were overjoyed to spend some much needed time with him and promptly agreed to let him stay at your place. His mood seemed to have lifted a little, his usual eye-smile returning as the two of you goofed off all day and his jokes just rolling in one after another.
He showered you with attention all day, never straying far from your side and cuddling close with you as the two of you indulged in a day long movie marathon and you began to believe that he had finally dragged himself out of his funk. It wasn’t until later that evening, as you were passing the living room to get to the kitchen, that you noticed Kikwang standing in front of the mirror that was placed above the TV. You paused and peered in at him, watching curiously as he stared at his own reflection. His expression was somber, just bordering on dejected. He turned his face left and right slowly, running his fingers through his ‘frizzy’ hair and then down the contours of his face. He sucked his full lips in and bit down on them before letting them pop back out. Finally, after about a minute or two of doing this, he sighed, his shoulders drooped…and he looked almost ready to cry.
‘What on earth…’ you thought to yourself, a few ideas on why he was acting this way flitting through your mind as you slowly, quietly, approached your boyfriend.
Standing beside him, he apparently didn’t notice you, returning to studying his features all over again. You thinned your lips and turned to face the mirror yourself, deciding that two could play this game and struggling to keep from smiling like a fool. You pinched at your cheeks and then dragged your fingers down your face, turning your head left and right. Next, you ran your fingers into your hair to push the locks away from your face and then pushed your ears out, as if trying to decide whether or not they looked better away from your head. You puckered your lips, made a duck face, and then took a handful of hair in each hand, twirled the strands into a loose twist and then crossed them over each other just underneath your nose, cocking your head side to side.
By this time, Kikwang realized you were standing right next to him. Coffee brown eyes, alight with curiosity, landed on you, but you ignored his attention for the time being as you continued to ‘analyze’ yourself in the mirror, still making somewhat silly faces. Kikwang giggled and you turned to look at him finally, your hands holding your hair above your head and your cheeks puffed out cutely.
“Jagiya, what are you doing?” he laughed, coaxing you to let your hair fall back into place and poking your cheeks so the air would rush out, “Why are you making silly faces?”
“Why are you making silly faces?” you shot back, quirking a knowing eyebrow at the man that froze, stunned, “I’m only doing what my boyfriend is doing.”
Kikwang tried to force a smile and you could almost see the denial about to fly past his lips, but then he seemed to remember that there wasn’t much he could keep from you, especially when you were looking at him like that, and sighed in resignation. Instead of answering, he returned his gaze to the mirror, staring forlornly at his reflection.
“Lee Ki,” you said softly, sliding your hand up his arm until it was resting comfortingly on his shoulder, “What’s wrong?”
His eyes met with yours and you could finally see the vulnerability there, a gloomy light casting its shadow over his face and making him appear small. “I don’t…really know how to explain it,” he started, sighing in frustration and staring back at the dark brown eyes he didn’t believe were particularly special, “I just don’t feel like I measure up.”
“Okay…measure up to what?” you coaxed, stroking his shoulder and tilting your head down to catch his attention again.
“To the others. To the other guys in BEAST. To any other male Kpop idol that every girl adores!” he all but exploded, “I’ve never been very confident in my looks…but lately, I feel like there’s just nothing to like about me at all. My hair is a nightmare, my face isn’t cute or handsome, my lips are too thick, I’m short! It’s no wonder that I’m the least popular in the group and those are probably just pity votes…”
“Pity votes? Lee Ki,” you called lightly, a giggle brushing over your words as you reached up to take his chin in your fingers, giving him no other choice than to look back at you. You studied his face, searching for any sign that this wasn’t as serious as you thought it was. When you saw nothing close to a smile even glimmering in his eyes, that gave you pause.
“Hate to break this to you, but your fans don’t believe in pity votes.” Your tone was light with amusement while you crossed your arms over your chest and gazed into his eyes. “I don’t know if you know this, but those B2UTYs that you and the others care for so much are merciless when it comes to picking, judging and loving an idol. Someone made a negative comment about Junhyung in a forum once and your fans tore this person to pieces, so you can trust that any vote you have is not a pity one.”
That seemed to cheer him up, if only a little, but that dejected expression remained on his face. You pursed your lips in thought and then gasped quietly at your next idea. “Come on. Follow me,” you said, taking his hand in yours, smiling when he tightened his hold instantly, and leading him back to your room.
There, you sat on the bed, Kikwang diving in after you and watching as you brought up your laptop and typed in his name in the search engine. Now, Kikwang was no oblivious oaf to the BEAST official website that their PR department put together for them and would check that, Twitter and Instagram frequently just to see what their fans were saying about the group. Never before had he actually looked himself up, though, so he was both curious and terrified to see what this would result in when you typed out his name. He held his breath…and then released it within a second.
There was an endless list of fan-made websites and pages all dedicated to him. You picked on the first one and up popped what appeared to be a website run by a fan that had been with them since they first debuted. The amount of traffic that went through that site was astronomical! The members that subscribed to it, the dozens of forums, the comments left- they were all dedicated to him and what each one loved about him. You exited out of that website and went down to the next one; it was the same thing there as well as in the next…and the next…and the next one after that. Kikwang was astounded by the love he was shown individually by the B2UTYs, how they admired him and followed him and would continue to follow him with or without BEAST. He asked you to slow down on a certain website that were filled with pictures of him; he had never thought himself to be very good looking, but these pictures showed a side of him that even made him a believer in his own attraction.
“This is what your fans see when they look at you,” you started, looking at your boyfriend, “This is how you make them feel. Look at this comment left by a BEAST…At least, I think that’s what you call your male fans.” Kikwang leaned closer, his eyes drifting over the comment left by someone named kikwangfollower43.
“Kikwang oppa is my inspiration. Like him, I grew up in a rural area of Korea, but I had the misfortune of being born with weak bones. Regardless, I love dancing and I love music. Because of Kikwang oppa and knowing that he had a poor beginning like I did, I am motivated to work through my disadvantage and become a great dancer just like him. My goal is to meet him one day and dance for him. Thank you, Kikwang oppa, for inspiring those like me and for the amazing music you sing. I will forever be your loyal fan. Fighting!”
He hadn’t even realized he had begun to cry until your finger brushed over his cheek to catch the falling tears. His larger, more calloused fingers wrapped around your hand, bringing it down to press a kiss to your fingertips.
“Thank you,” he smiled gratefully, nuzzling into your hand contently, his eyes closing and the last of his tears leaking from his eyes, “You’re the best girlfriend I’ve ever had.”
“Anything for my baby,” you answered, your thumbs drying his tears away, “Just remember, Lee Ki, to concentrate on those that love you and not on those that love everyone else. The others do have their fans, yes, but you have yours as well and they look up to you. Just like I do because I’m your biggest fan, hehehe.”
Kikwang chuckled, his eye-smile returning full force before he wrapped an arm around your waist and tugged you close until your lips were meeting together in perfect harmony. You savored the feel of his full, juicy lips playing along yours, his big hand running up and down your side sending a thrill through your body.
“Where would I be without you?” he murmured lowly, rolling kisses over your cheek and trailing down your neck.
“Stuck in front of that mirror,” you answered lightly, releasing a squeal of delight when he rolled you onto your back, shutting your laptop in the process and carefully placing it on the ground beside the bed, “Feeling better?”
He nodded his head and nuzzled into the side of your neck, his arms holding you tight as if afraid that you would disappear should he ever let go. “Much. Again, thank you, jagiya…I love you.”
“I love you, too,” you whispered into the air, your arms draping around his muscular build and falling into your sense of security, silently promising yourself that you would always be there to remind him of how beautiful he truly was.
I was in the kitchen, cooking sauce so that I could make a lasagna. Yoseob had his elbows over the counter, watching me. Rocking back and forth on his heels he spoke up asking for me to 'Make an extra cheesy iguana' instead of lasagna. I did a soft snort and playfully agreed. Yoseob was a little embarrassed, but knew it was gentle teasing, and he was excited to eat.
Thank you immensely for this request. Momentarily I panicked because whilst I’ve been a fan of BEAST/HIGHLIGHT from debut, I always biased GiKwang >_> and sadly not many people on tumblr write for this group anymore, so there wasn’t really much to go from to back up my own thoughts on Yoseob. But I am passionate about this group, and feel I’ve come up with some great kisses for Yoseob, so I am so hopeful you agree with me! I put a lot of effort into these because of the lack of posts on this amazing man, and I’m really happy with them!
Yoseob’s kisses really contain how much he cares for you.
First kiss:
Your first kiss together was unexpected. Yoseob struggles to speak up about his deeper feelings, finding his emotions a little overwhelming when he tries. And so he had been holding off on confessing how he even felt about you, partially waiting for that elusive right time and also to ensure he had the right approach. However you beat him to it, admitting to him in a rushed manner just how much he makes your chest flutter whenever you see him, and how much you want to be more than friends. And whilst you’re trying to not hyperventilate from your confession and tame your flushed cheeks, Yoseob is so enamoured by your efforts, feeling so immensely elated that you like him too that he leaned in to place his lips on yours, kissing you lightly.
And you’re thankful he was this light with your first kiss, because had he done so with more passion, you would have floated on off to heaven rather quickly, and missed out on dating him. It was breathtaking the way it was and you often think back to your more innocent love, smiling over how far you’ve both come from that shy confession.
Public kisses:
Yoseob isn’t against PDA, but he always plans to keep it cool. Holding hands, slinging his arm over your shoulder, that kind of style. However he cannot help himself regardless of where he is when it comes to you. He’s naturally very affectionate towards you, happy to help feed you if you’re sharing ice-cream/a meal, and whenever you smile at him, he literally lights up with happiness. Because of how cute you both are, it’s very hard to keep to his simple plans, lots of hugs, forehead kisses and even some playful pecks, depending on the mood of the outing. Yoseob just loves making good memories with you, and the more involved you are in the outing, the easier his affections will pour out of him.
Yoseob is a natural romantic and will go the extra mile for you, so a lot of your dates are well thought out. Of course your reactions are the reward to him, and he’ll be so touched when you’re so surprised and gushing out compliments, your own love for him being spoken and given to him in kisses and hugs too. He’s never embarrassed by going the extra level to see you smile.
Private kisses:
Being at home with Yoseob is a mix of playful banter and laughter, and a quieter, chill vibe. He is quite the dork, but only because he genuinely wants to see your smile and will do anything to see your lips curl up, or hear your laughter often. During these moments he’s more likely to over-kiss you, exaggerating his movements on your lips, making you giggle in the midst of it. He can be really weird though, and sometimes you’re a little concerned how he could think so out of the box, shaking your head at him and his antics. And so he’ll pout dramatically, chasing you around until you’re in his arms and being inundated with his lips all over you. Yoseob is such a mood maker, and you can count on him to make every day fun at his side.
When he’s feeling calmer, he’s the type to watch you, smiling to himself at how lucky he is to have you. And if you’re doing a task/hobby that you’re really passionate about, he cannot help but interrupt you after some time, kissing you with a proud expression, just really in love with how you look when so involved in your favourite things. Seeing your genuine and pure joy over something is enough to fulfil him after a draining day, and naturally he’ll keep kissing you once you’re free to do so, telling you how much he likes seeing you that happy. After awhile this mood could either turn playful or more heated, depending on your reactions to him, and you love how every time you’re in his company you are always entertained, or further, feeling completely cherished by him.
Making out:
Yoseob likes the affect he has over you whenever things get heated. It doesn’t matter who initiated the lustful environment, but when he gets worked up, he only has one goal – to affect your breathing. He loves how his lips, his tongue and his touch can make you gasp, moan, and heighten or slow down your breathing. He focuses on kissing you in ways that makes you breathless, only to slow it right down so all he can hear is your breathing change, your grip on him tightening as he delicately brushes his lips over your collarbone. He is quite the tease because of this habit of his, and it can really drive you to another level of desire, becoming impatient and wanting more of him. Lots of smirks and nipping when you start to get naughtier in your own caresses towards him to hurry him along, and he is the type to playfully slap back your need to move things along, especially if he notices you holding onto your breath at his attacks. He needs to hear your subtle changes to continue on with his mission to take you to that higher level, but in his own time of course. He can hold out on you for quite some time, content in making you a complete mess under his control. Eventually though, he’ll cave and want more from you, the rush of trying to get you both to someplace more comfortable and with less clothing overriding any breath play that he was previously obsessing over.
Morning kisses:
There’s no need for an alarm in your bedroom. Yoseob wakes you in the best kind of way, his soft lips along your jawline, slowly making their way to your mouth, kissing you awake gently. There’s a lot of smiles and cute soft kisses once you’re awake, the mood becoming a little playful, Yoseob booping you on the nose and your giggles making his morning that brighter. Even if it’s storming outside, inside your bedroom it’s like a sunny day with no clouds, both of you enjoying the cute time together. And you tease him a little, his sleeping habits always fun to bring up in the morning, though he always tickles you to make you breathless from all your laughter, before drawing you into his arms and smiling that smile which you know was only ever made for you to see, making you melt into the embrace and kiss him tenderly. Ah, what bliss.
Making up:
Yoseob can have a temper if he lets it become an issue, so fighting with him is always heated. He has a bit of a sass undertone too, using his sharp tongue and petty mannerisms to really lay into your argument. It’s never something you enjoy, and even though he can see you cracking with the pain, he can’t seem to calm himself down enough either, both of you needing a break from each other after fighting. It could be only an hour or three days, but eventually the fight will only make him depressed, worried about his lack of ability to fully get his feelings across to you without getting emotional, and worried that he’s upset you too much. He’ll be the first to approach you to make up, holding you closely to him as he apologises, kissing your forehead/side of your head a lot, and burying himself into you, making you both an entangled mess of limbs and feelings, but it’s a nice way to be after avoiding each other and the problem too.
Dishonest kisses:
Yoseob has a little habit of telling exaggerated stories, or little white lies. Most of the time they’re to cover his butt, or to lessen the trouble by throwing it onto someone else. He doesn’t mean it in a bad way; it’s just easy to tell what happened with a little more flourish. But you’ve been dating way too long now, and just like his members, you can tell when he’s being a little dishonest with how it really went down. And whilst you shouldn’t really reward him for this behaviour, you cannot help but play into it a little, quirking an eyebrow when you catch him out and pursing your lips together, watching as he flusters his way through with an awkward laugh. You cannot help but find him adorable when you catch him out, grinning to yourself before pressing your lips together; trying to not give him any more room to think it’s okay to lie. Yoseob takes your lapse in control to his advantage, kissing you in between his laughter, asking you why you’re so cute, trying to distract you away from his fibbing and showering you in his affections to lessen his punishment. You cannot help but respond to his kisses with your own, but when you’re done, you’ll place your hands on your hips and tell him to give it up, scolding him with a smile on your face. One day you’ll get the hang of not playing into his games – maybe!
Cute kisses:
He knows he’s cute, he’s even admitted it to you before, and because of this, he knows how to work his charms to get you where he wants you. He’ll do anything to capture your heart, making you blush and giggle, putting him at an advantage. Now you’re going to be slightly more willing to do what he wants, all he needs to do is seal the deal. He loves kissing you cutely, commenting on how red your cheeks are getting before pecking them too. This is a great strategy of his, especially if he’s trying to get out of something too (cough see above cough). Your weakness is when his face is alive with his playful ways, unable to resist Yoseob when he’s being completely adorable and fluffy with you.
Food kisses:
This one is short and sweet, literally! Like a few of the other foodies in this series, Yoseob loves eating with you, cooking with you, and doing anything with food. He is always happy and content when well fed, and if he’s with you, he’s more inclined to want to cuddle up with you afterwards and kiss you cheeks or forehead, grateful for a good meal in your company. Especially if you made it, he’ll be more appreciative of your efforts, thanking you with his lips and his words.
If you’re eating something as a snack, or a sweet dessert without him, he’ll lean over you and cut into your eating session, tasting whatever it is from your lips, pulling away with a sly smile and telling you how everything tastes better from your mouth.
Comforting kisses:
One of Yoseob’s strongest traits is that he’ll do anything for those he cares about. If you’re sick, you know he’ll be the most efficient carer of you until you’re back to full health. If you have a nightmare, he’ll scare those bad feelings away, holding you protectively and reminding you he’ll never let anything bad happen to you when you’re with him. He’ll do anything to cheer you up, from his weird antics, to researching online on how to help you with whatever you might be facing.
He’s very gentle with you during these times, brushing your hair away from your face and cupping your cheeks in his hands, kissing you softly. It’s always so full of care and it makes you stunned when he kisses you like this, feeling completely overwhelmed with Yoseob’s way of looking out for you. It’s moments like these where his love for you really shines, and you cannot help but fall more for him, something you never thought was possible anymore.
Stressed kisses:
And much like how Yoseob knows how to help you, when he’s stressed out from work, you know just how to ease his tensions. Yoseob, because of not outwardly expressing his emotions is the type to internalise, and further, believe he’s a burden on others when things with whatever is stressing him out turn south. He also overloads himself, wanting to try and fix everything, but when stressed, it’s much harder to accomplish this. You softly remind he is only human and to slow down, taking him in your arms late at night and just running your hands through his hair in a rhythm, Yoseob allowing himself to surrender to your comfort, soon drifting off to sleep in your embrace. You love these moments, holding the man you love close to yourself, gently touching his brows that are still slightly furrowed to ease them as he sleeps, and kissing the bridge of his nose lightly, or his lips, smiling to yourself at how peaceful he is. In the morning when he wakes up and remembers your care and advice, Yoseob smiles broadly, reaching to pull you into his arms more tightly, waking you but you don’t mind, hugging him back too, basking in all his extra kisses in your morning session and relieved to see him smiling again.
Silent kisses:
I’ve said it a few times, but Yoseob isn’t the outright type when it comes to his inner feelings. He’s not shy to speak up about what matters most to him in your relationship, but he does take his time to express those to you, after much deliberation of how he should. It’s always special when he finally does speak his mind, but you’ve gotten so used to reading him through his eyes, that you appreciate soul searching with him more often - not that his words aren’t overwhelming and beautiful when you hear them of course you love hearing them. It’s just that you’ve found other ways to read him, sinking into his umber depths easily, sharing long, intense periods where words aren’t even needed. Your hands intertwined as you listen to his non verbal confessions, your lips curling up with pleasure at how much you live for these moments. But eventually you can’t take it, leaning over to kiss him, his own mouth caressing you with such passion that you know that you couldn’t find anything on this earth more amazing than Yoseob’s love. When you finally separate, you grin and tell him you love him too, his own mouth spreading widely with his joy, before his lips connect with yours, over and over, in an endless pattern of quiet stares and beautiful, breathtaking kisses.
Loving Yoseob is effortless, because he takes such amazing care of you. He’s always your biggest supporter, cheering you on, lifting you up and making you laugh daily. You honestly believe he is the only one for you, and that’s all he wants to be, loving you forever, and enjoying the affections you shower him with always.
19 for highlight yoseob ♡♡♡ Also to 🐉anon Haiiiiiii i luv wanna one too !!!!
Ayyy another Wannable~~
19. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were trying to seduce me.”
Yang Yoseob x Reader
Genre: College/University AU, fluff
Word Count: 195
“If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were trying to seduce me,” he chuckled, flashing you that beautiful smile of his.
“Pfff, naaah,” you laughed nervously, sipping your drink and slowly increasing the distance between you.
“Wait,” he said when you noticed your strange behaviour. “Were you actually?” he asked surprised.
“Naaaaaaaaaaaah… No way,” you chugged down your whole drink and slammed the glass against the bar.
“You so were,” he teased you.
“I wasn’t you said so yourself,” you pouted, ordering another drink but he just fling his hand around your shoulder and poked your cheek.
“Come on Y/N, no need to get angry. You should know already that there is no need for you to seduce me. I’m all yours.”
You almost spit your drink at his statement. People normally don’t say things like this out of the blue. You tried to get out of his grasp but he firmly held you in place.
“Hey, I just sort of confessed to you, where are you going?”
“I need another drink,” you quickly replied, blushing like crazy. You will need more than one of them if you were to survive this night.
The hardest part was trying to find the words to bring it up. It isn't something that can easily have a segway, nor is it something to bring up out of the blue. Yet, somehow, it was something you wanted to do immensely. Gikwang away for the weekend you went into his computer. While most would say it was an invasion of privacy, this case was different. The boys went over old memories and watched old interviews and it had given you an idea. With the thought of watching porn with him wasn't something you really had even thought about before, now you wanted nothing more. Was he hiding a lot of secret kinks? Was he a vanilla guy? There really was only one way to know. 'Cause we all know no one is THAT honest. Opening his browser you couldn't help but watch one after another. Most were low quality, amateur porn. Quite a few involved the male holding down the female's wrist above her head. And quite a few with neck biting. While he came home you decided that honesty was likely the best policy in this situation and you didn't hold back. "Gi, I was thinking about that one old video and it gave me an idea...maybe we could, if you wanted, watch some porn together. And maybe also, try it out?" His eyes just wide and staying stood still worried you just a little.."Do you not want to?" Walking towards you he kissed your forehead. A light laugh as he hid his face in your hair. "I didn't say that I-" "You didn't say anything" "Hush" he interjected with a laugh. "I mean...are you sure you want to? I would love to but" "Alright then let's go" Your hand gripping his as you pull him towards the bedroom. Gikwang laughing but his pace speeding up and he picked you and bit your shoulder playfully. The two of you both excited about this new addition to your bedroom activities.
The holidays are exhausting. Now, you didn't hate them. Quite the contrary, but the holiday season, a late party at a friend's and the commute home nearly took the life out of you. Had it not been for Yoseob, you would have crashed already. How can somehow wear a tacky sweater and still make you want to jump their bones was a good question. That you definitely did NOT have the answer for. But your shoes being kicked off and his keys being thrown on the table by the door. Your back against the bed, as Yoseob started to undress as well. His pants kicked to the floor and him climbing onto the bed himself. Though a strange sound was heard. Looking down you saw that he had gotten another festive pair of underwear. Though this one could be best decried as an upside-down elf hat, with bells. How you hadn't heard the sound earlier was something you would contemplate later, but the laugh that it pulled from you was not something you could stop. Though the mood is in no way hurt by the discovery. Yoseob 'jingling you ALL the way'
