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JOSHUA 'free love' Cover Video Shoot Sketch
Can you do surprising hoshi on his birthday ? ( cuz it's today ) thank youuuu 💗💗💗
ORBIT WITH ME
(Kwon Soonyoung x Reader)
*Fluff, Soft Romance, Slice of life*
It was nearing midnight on June 14th, and Y/N had been planning this moment for weeks. Hoshi’s birthday meant everything to her not just because she loved him, but because he was someone who made every moment shine. This time, she wanted to be the one to light up his world.
Hoshi had no idea what was coming.
Y/N had enlisted the help of SEVENTEEN well, most of them.
Mingyu was in charge of keeping Hoshi away from their dorm. “Hyung, let’s do a late-night gym sesh,” he said, flexing for no reason.
Hoshi squinted. “Bro. It’s my birthday in like... 20 minutes.”
“Exactly! Get your pre-birthday pump in,” Mingyu replied, already dragging him out the door.
Meanwhile, back at the dorm, chaos.
Y/N was standing in the middle of the practice room turned temporary birthday universe. With Jun, Seungkwan, and Vernon helping, balloons in tiger print, neon stars, and polaroids of Hoshi from trainee days to now lined the walls. There was even a banner that read:
🐯 “Our Tiger Star, Always Roaring, Always Shining” 🌟
A custom cake shaped like a tiger paw sat at the center, along with cupcakes that spelled out “KWON SOONYOUNG.”
Every detail screamed HOSHI.
Y/N had even found old letters Hoshi wrote to himself over the years and turned them into a mini scrapbook, secretly collected with help from Woozi.
She looked at the clock: 11:51 PM.
Almost time.
“Okay, hide, hide, hide!” Seungkwan hissed, jumping behind the couch.
The lights dimmed. Y/N stood near the entrance, holding a sparkler in one hand, heart pounding. The door creaked open.
“I swear, if Mingyu says we’re doing another set—”
“SURPRISE!!” “Happy Birthday, Hoshi!!” “Hyungggg, we love youuu!” “RAWRRRR!”
Hoshi blinked. He looked around in stunned silence, lips slightly parted.
Y/N stepped forward, sparkler still glowing. “Happy birthday, Soonyoung.”
He finally broke into a smile so wide and soft, it melted the whole room.
“You guys... Y/N... what is all this?!”
“You’re always the one making everyone else smile,” Y/N said, gently tugging his hand toward the cake. “Today, we wanted to return just a bit of that love.”
Later, after the boys had eaten half the cake and started a mini karaoke session in the other room, Y/N pulled Hoshi aside to the balcony.
The city lights sparkled below them. He was wearing the birthday crown Seungkwan forced on him.
“I have something else,” Y/N said, handing him a small, neatly wrapped box.
Inside was a silver bracelet with a tiny tiger charm and a star engraved with “13:08” his birth time.
Hoshi stared at it for a second before softly whispering, “You remembered that?”
Y/N nodded, a little shy now. “Of course I did.”
He didn’t say anything at first. Just gently took her hand, sliding the bracelet onto his wrist, then looked at her really looked at her.
“You always go beyond,” he murmured. “You’re... you’re like the 14th member of SEVENTEEN.”
“Is that a promotion or a punishment?” Y/N teased.
He laughed, then turned serious again. “You made today unforgettable, Y/N. I can’t even put it into words.”
Then, without warning, he leaned forward and kissed her forehead. Slow, warm, and filled with gratitude.
“Thank you for making me feel like the brightest star tonight.”
“You are the brightest star, Soonyoung.”
Everyone was dozing off in the practice room now except Hoshi, who sat with Y/N, her head resting on his shoulder as they looked at the stars outside.
“Can I tell you a secret?” he whispered.
“Mhm?”
“This was the best birthday I’ve ever had.”
Inside svt - Hoshi ADLV shoot
hi! i hope you’re doing well :")
i’m a big fan of ur works (jeongna for the win!) and ur words provide me comfort whenever i miss jeonghan 🥹 can i request for a short imagine of what happened tonight after 17rh tokyo day 2 where seungcheol went live on weverse and jeonghan suddenly commented a lot and said hi and bye to carats? but make it jeongna pls!
tysm and i wish for your pillows to be soft always! <3
ʚིᵋ ⋆ WEVERSE LIVE ࣪ ! ˓ ౨ৎ ࣪˖ ─── 241205: Tokyo
synopsis: Another post-concert Weverse live with Luna after their ‘Right Here’ day two concert in Tokyo, Japan.
wc: 6.9k
hello, my love!! thank you for your sweet words and i appreciate you so so much! let me just say, that writing for this blog makes me forget about my worries and comforts me as well whenever i am missing Hannie. i am glad it does the same to you!! btw Han and Cheol’s interaction during that live was adorable— they are adorable!! i love your request sm, i couldn’t help but be inspired and write my own version of that interaction (JEONGNA SUPREMACY FR) hope you and all you lovelies enjoy this!!! happy reading, my loves 🌷🤍
inspired my cheollie’s recent live and additionally inspired by this request as well!
╰ ౨ৎ LUNA-VERSE MASTERLIST ╰ ౨ৎ weverse lives
bold dialogues are spoken in english ღ
bold and italic paragraphs are flashbacks ღ
The livestream began with a soft glow from a bedside lamp casting warm light across the room. Luna sat cross-legged on a plush chair, her hair down in loose waves, framing her bare, makeup-free face. She wore a simple black tee that hung loosely over her frame, a stark contrast to the polished, glamorous image fans had seen of her just hours earlier during the concert.
The room was quiet except for the faint hum of Tokyo’s nightlife filtering in through the slightly cracked window, the calm atmosphere reflecting her relaxed demeanor.
Her phone was propped up on the coffee table in front of her, the faint glow of the screen lighting her face as she stared at it, waiting for the first fans to join.
Occasionally, she would tilt her head slightly, a soft smile tugging at her lips as she adjusted the angle of the phone, muttering to herself, “I think this should be fine… Oh, wait, let me fix this.”
She leaned forward, the strands of her hair falling over her shoulders as she fiddled with the phone stand for a moment before sitting back with a satisfied nod. Her fingers absentmindedly played with the hem of her shirt as she waited, her other hand resting lightly on her knee.
One by one, the viewer count climbed, and the chat began to fill with messages. Luna’s eyes flickered to the screen, her smile widening as she saw familiar usernames and enthusiastic greetings.
“Hi! Oh, wow, you guys are fast!” she said, her voice soft yet bright with energy. She raised a hand to wave at the camera, her long fingers moving gently. “How are you all? Did you miss me?”
The chat immediately flooded with comments:
“Luna, you’re so pretty!”
“We missed you so much! How was the concert?”
“MOTHER IS LIVE ONCE AGAIN!!!”
Luna let out a quiet laugh, her shoulders shaking slightly. “I missed you all, too,” she replied warmly. “The concert was amazing, but… let me just relax for a moment, okay? I feel like my body is still trying to catch up.” She leaned back into the chair, tucking her legs under herself.
She squinted slightly at the screen, her fingers brushing stray strands of hair away from her face. “Oh, wait— hold on, the comments are moving so fast.” Her eyes darted to the phone again as she read some aloud:
“Luna, you’re glowing without makeup!”
“Bare-faced Bae Jiyeon supremacy!”
“Pretty girl, I miss you!!!!”
She laughed, shaking her head. “You guys always say that. I feel like you’re just trying to see me blushing.” Her voice was tinged with playful sarcasm, though the warmth in her tone was unmistakable.
Resting her chin on her hand, she watched the chat for a few moments, her eyes narrowing slightly as she concentrated on catching specific messages.
“Oh, I see someone asking about dinner. Yes, I ate already— don’t worry. I had some sushi with the members earlier. So good. But I think I’m still hungry… maybe I’ll order something later. Midnight snacks in Tokyo just hit differently, you know?”
Her free hand tapped lightly on the armrest as she continued to address the comments. “What else? Oh… ‘Jiyeonie you should rest, you look sleepy.’ — thank you for your concern. I promise I’m okay, just a little drained from the adrenaline rush. Concert days are always like that. You feel on top of the world, and then… the calm hits you.”
The chat continued to flood with messages:
“Luna, you deserve the rest! We love you!”
“Your voice must be so tired!”
“You worked so hard today— thank you for giving us your all!”
She let out a quiet sigh, her lips curling into a soft smile. “You guys are too sweet. Really, thank you for appreciating us so much. It makes everything worth it.”
Luna paused, glancing offscreen for a moment as if gathering her thoughts. Then, with a small, almost shy smile, she turned back to the camera. “Okay, tell me— what do you guys want to talk about tonight? Anything in particular? I’m all ears.”
As the comments continued to flood in, she adjusted her seating position again, pulling a cushion into her lap and hugging it. Her every movement was unhurried and natural, her laid-back energy palpable through the screen.
The chat continued to flood with messages, lines of text rolling up the screen too quickly for Luna to catch them all. Her dark eyes darted across the screen, scanning for something to latch onto, and her lips curled into a slightly amused smile when she caught a recurring theme in the comments.
“We missed your lives so much!”
“Jiyeonie, it’s been forever since your last live.”
“We’re so happy you went live again tonight!”
She tilted her head slightly, a strand of hair slipping forward as she squinted at the screen. “Oh, you missed me, huh?” she teased lightly, her voice soft but warm. “How long has it been?” She paused for a moment, her brows furrowing slightly in thought as she tapped her fingers absentmindedly against the cushion on her lap. Then, realization dawned on her face, and her expression softened even further.
“Oh…” she murmured, her voice trailing off as her smile turned sheepish. “I think the last time I went live was after the opening concert of our tour in Goyang. That was… October, wasn’t it?” She glanced off to the side, as though confirming the timeline in her mind. “Yeah, October. Wow, that really was a long time ago. I’m sorry!”
Her tone was apologetic, and she brought her hands up in a playful gesture of surrender, her fingers splayed wide. “I remember telling you all during that live that I’d go live again soon. I even promised, didn’t I?” She let out a soft laugh, shaking her head at herself. “And then… I didn’t.”
The chat immediately reacted with understanding and affection.
“It’s okay, Jiyeonie! We know you’re busy!”
“We’re just happy to see you now!”
“You don’t need to apologize, miss ma’am!”
Luna laughed again, the sound light and airy as she adjusted the cushion on her lap. “No, but really— I feel bad. I did have plans to go live after that, especially during the U.S. leg of the tour. I thought, ‘Oh, it’ll be fun to check in with everyone while we’re in the States.’” She paused, lifting her hands and gesturing as she spoke, her voice animated. “But you know how things go. We were so busy over there.”
Her tone softened slightly as she began to recount the experience. “The U.S. leg was amazing, but it was also a lot. We had so many schedules, so much filming… We did interviews, we filmed all kinds of content, and I also had some solo photoshoots which haven’t even been released yet, by the way,” she added with a small conspiratorial smile, leaning closer to the camera. “You guys are going to love it when it comes out. Trust me.”
The chat filled with excited reactions:
“WHAT KIND OF PHOTOSHOOT?! GIVE US SPOILERS!”
“Ahhh, now I’m curious!”
“Bae Jiyeon teasing us again, as usual!”
Luna chuckled, waving her hand in front of the camera as though to dispel the anticipation. “No spoilers! You’ll just have to wait. But yeah, that’s why I never found the time to go live while we were over there. Every time I thought I’d have a free evening, something else came up.”
She sighed softly, her smile turning a bit rueful. “And, well… you know how I am. By the time we’d get back to the hotel after a full day, I’d just want to collapse into bed.” She glanced back at the camera, her gaze warm and sincere. “So, I’m really glad I have the time to do this now. It feels nice to just sit and talk with you guys again.”
The comments were filled with love and encouragement:
“We understand, Luna! You work so hard!”
“Your health comes first. Don’t worry about us!”
“We’re just happy you’re here now!”
Her lips quirked into a small, grateful smile, and she tilted her head slightly, resting her chin in her hand. “You guys are too sweet. Seriously.” She sat up straighter, her voice brightening again. “Okay, but now I’m curious— what did you all think of the concert tonight? Tell me everything!”
She leaned forward, her eyes scanning the chat intently as the comments began pouring in again.
The comments began flooding in again, messages moving so fast that Luna could barely keep up. Her eyes darted across the screen, scanning as much as she could.
“The concert was AMAZING!”
“My first ever SEVENTEEN concert! Thank you for giving us such a magical night, Jiyeonie!”
“It was my first time seeing you live guys, and I cried during the encore. I didn’t want it to end.”
“The way you sang tonight… I got chills!”
Luna’s lips curved into a soft smile, her posture relaxing further as she leaned back into the armchair, hugging the cushion in her lap. “You guys are the cutest. Reading your comments makes me so happy,” she said, her voice gentle, yet tinged with genuine excitement. “I’m really glad you enjoyed the concert. We worked so hard to make it special for you all.”
Her fingers lightly tapped against the cushion as she read more comments silently to herself.
“Your stage presence is unreal!”
“I love when you guys interact with the us in the audience.”
“I’ll never forget it this night, Jiyeonie!”
“Oh, the confetti!” she exclaimed, her eyes lighting up. “Wasn’t that so pretty? I swear when I looked out and saw all of you holding your phones up with the lights on, surrounded by the confetti— it looked surreal.” Her voice softened as she reminisced, her smile taking on a nostalgic quality. “I always tell myself to stay in the moment during concerts, but moments like that… I wish I could freeze them forever.”
The chat erupted again:
“You made us cry, Luna!”
“It was so magical! Thank you for everything!”
“We love you so much!”
Luna’s cheeks flushed faintly, and she let out a quiet laugh. “Thank you for making the night so special.”
She paused for a moment, her gaze shifting slightly as she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. Her expression grew a little more thoughtful, and her tone softened as she continued. “To be honest… I was feeling a little down tonight during the concert,” she admitted, her voice carrying a hint of vulnerability.
The chat slowed for a moment, fans picking up on her change in tone.
“What happened, Jiyeon?”
“Are you okay?”
“Why were you sad, my love?!”
Luna smiled reassuringly, holding up her hand as if to calm their worries. “No, no! Don’t worry, I’m okay. It’s just… my throat was so dry tonight.” She pouted slightly, a playful yet frustrated look crossing her face. “I hate getting sick— hate it, especially when we’re traveling and performing. It’s the worst timing ever!”
She giggled, covering her mouth with one hand as if embarrassed by her outburst. “I was drinking so much water backstage, but no matter how much I drank, my throat still felt like sandpaper. It was driving me crazy.” She shook her head, her smile widening despite herself. “I kept thinking, ‘Please, just hold on until the end of the show!’”
The chat quickly filled with messages of support and concern:
“You did so well, though! We couldn’t even tell!”
“Please take care of yourself, Bae Jiyeon!”
“Rest up! Your health is the most important!”
“You did amazing, Luna!”
Luna’s gaze softened as she read their words, her fingers lightly tracing the edge of the cushion in her lap. “Thank you, my loves. Thank you for worrying about me.” She tilted her head, her hair slipping over one shoulder as she continued, her voice full of reassurance. “But don’t worry— I’m fine, really. I just need to rest a little more, and I’ll be back to normal in no time.”
She paused, her lips curving into a teasing smile. “Besides, I’m drinking so much honey tea right now, that I think I might turn into a bee.”
The chat erupted with laughter and playful responses:
“Queen Bee Luna!”
“As long as it helps, drink as much as you need!”
“GIRL!! I’D GET YOU ALL THE HONEY TEA IN THE WORLD TO MAKE SURE YOU’RE ALRIGHT!! DON’T TEST ME!!”
“Buzz buzz, our hardworking Luna!”
“You guys are funny,” Luna laughed along with them, her giggles light and infectious. “See? You guys always know how to make me feel better. I really mean it— thank you for being so understanding.”
Luna’s gaze lingered on the screen, her chin resting lightly in her hand as her fingers idly brushed against her cheek. Her dark eyes scanned the comments, but her mind seemed elsewhere, her expression soft and far away. She leaned in slightly toward the camera, the soft strands of her dark hair framing her face, her bare complexion illuminated by the gentle glow of the hotel room light.
As the chat buzzed with messages— fans asking questions, sharing their thoughts, and continuing to express their love— Luna hummed quietly under her breath, almost absentmindedly. The hum soon turned into a soft murmur, and then, without realizing it, she began singing in a gentle, airy tone, her voice just above a whisper.
“‘Adore me, hold me, and explore me… Mark your territory…’”
Her voice was delicate, almost hypnotic, as though the melody was spilling out of her without thought. She leaned closer to the screen, her eyes flickering over the comments as she sang the next line softly, the words melting into the quiet ambiance of the room.
“‘Tell me I’m the only, only, only, only one…’”
She stopped singing, her lips curving into an innocent smile as her gaze refocused on the chat. “I love that song,” she muttered, the corners of her mouth still lifted as though she were unaware of the chaos she had just caused.
The chat erupted instantly, fans flooding the screen with comments, the pace of the messages suddenly doubling.
“BAE JIYEON DID YOU JUST SING JUNO?!”
“OH MY GOD THAT’S JUNO BY SABRINA CARPENTER.”
“DOES SHE KNOW WHAT THAT SONG IS ABOUT?!”
“I love that song!!!”
“Luna bestie… the lyrics—”
“WE ARE LOSING IT, LUNA PLEASE.”
“HOW IS SHE SO CASUAL ABOUT THIS???!!!”
Luna tilted her head at the camera, the innocent smile still playing on her lips as she read the messages, her brows knitting together slightly in confusion. “What’s with all the reactions? You guys are freaking out,” she said with a soft laugh, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear.
The chat was relentless:
“THE SONG IS ABOUT—”
“HELLO???? MA’AM?!”
“Do you miss Jeonghan, miss thing?! Cause… we can tell…”
Luna’s smile widened, her laughter bubbling up as she read the frantic comments. “Wait, why is everyone so worked up?” she asked, her voice light and curious, though there was a playful twinkle in her eye. “It’s just a pretty song.“
“IT’S A PRETTY FREAKY SONG.”
“She’s messing with us. God i love her!”
“It matches her vibe tho.”
Luna shook her head, still laughing softly as she waved her hand dismissively. “You guys are too funny. It’s a beautiful song! Sabrina’s voice in it is amazing. And the lyrics…” She trailed off, a teasing glint in her eye as she leaned forward slightly, her voice lowering just a fraction. “They’re poetic. Don’t you think?”
The comments continued to spiral:
“POETIC?!?!”
“SHE KNOWS WHAT SHE’S DOING.”
“HELP. LUNA, STOP.”
“SHE PLAYS TOO MUCH.”
She finally broke into a full laugh, her shoulders shaking as she leaned back into the chair, hugging the cushion in her lap once more. “Okay, okay, I’ll stop teasing you. But seriously, it’s such a good song. If you haven’t heard it yet, you should listen to it. I promise you won’t regret it.”
The chat’s tone shifted slightly as fans began agreeing with her, though the occasional frantic message still slipped through.
“Okay but she’s not wrong, Juno is a bop.”
“Icons loves icons.”
“Juno is really… something.”
Luna glanced at the comments one last time, her expression softening into a fond smile. “You guys are hilarious,” she said, her voice warm and affectionate. “Thanks for making me laugh tonight. I needed this.”
Luna’s eyes flickered across the comments, her lips curling into a small smile as she caught sight of an English comment that stood out amidst the flurry of messages.
Leaning slightly closer to the screen, she read it aloud, her voice naturally slipping into a soft, playful British accent. “‘Jiyeonie, what’s the song that makes you happy and giddy inside?’” she read, her tone light and melodic, the accent adding a touch of charm to her words.
She blinked once, as though the question had taken her by surprise, but without missing a beat, her answer came effortlessly, her voice soft yet unwavering. “‘Love Me Like You Do’ by Ellie Goulding,” she said with a small, wistful smile that lit up her face.
As she said it, a subtle warmth crept into her expression, her gaze dropping momentarily as though lost in thought.
Unbidden, Jeonghan’s face appeared in her mind, his teasing grin, his laugh, the way his hand always found hers even when they weren’t paying attention.
That song, the one she had chosen without hesitation, was so deeply tied to him that she couldn’t think of it without feeling an overwhelming sense of fondness.
It wasn’t just a song she liked —it was their song, in a way.
Though never officially claimed, it had become something of an unofficial theme for them.
From the first time, she sang it during her cover project years ago to the moments it had surfaced during variety shows or casual conversations, it always seemed to orbit them like a quiet, knowing secret.
Her voice broke through her thoughts as she began to hum the melody softly, the familiar tune spilling from her lips as she continued to read the comments. Her hums were light, almost dreamy as if the memory tied to the song carried her away for a moment.
The chat quickly picked up on her answer, and fans wasted no time piecing things together.
“WAIT. Love Me Like You Do???”
“Isn’t that the song she covered a few years ago??”
“OMG remember her cover? It was SO GOOD.”
“I swear she gets so emotional when she sings that song.”
“You should do an updated cover, Jiyeonie!”
The comments kept rolling in, the momentum building as fans started connecting the dots.
“Wasn’t that the song that came up during The Game Caterers?”
“This just reminded me of Game Caterers when the members were teasing her and Jeonghan for no reason… everything makes sense.”
“Remember Jeonghan’s face when they played it? He looked so suspicious.”
“Omg Luna blushed so hard back then. They were so obvious lol.”
“IS THIS THEIR SONG??? Like… their actual couple song???”
Luna let out a soft laugh, her shoulders shaking slightly as she read the increasingly excited messages. Her humming faded as she glanced back at the camera, her expression caught somewhere between amusement and bashfulness. “You guys are so observant, aren’t you?” she teased her tone light but with a knowing edge that only fueled the chat’s excitement.
“SO IT IS YOUR THEME SONG?!?!”
“Bestie don’t tease us, we’re DYING.”
“CONFIRM IT. WE NEED TO KNOW.”
“Mom and Dad are so cute.”
“I’m calling it. It’s Luna and Jeonghan’s theme song.”
Luna tilted her head slightly, her eyes sparkling mischievously as she leaned closer to the screen, her voice dropping to a playful whisper. “I never said that…” she said, drawing the words out, her smile betraying her as she tried to feign innocence.
The comments exploded again:
“SHE’S NOT DENYING IT. OMG.”
“This is a confirmation if I’ve ever seen one.”
“LUNA PLEASE JUST SAY IT.”
She laughed again, the sound soft and melodic as she sat back, hugging her knees to her chest. “You guys are way too good at this. I have to be careful what I say around you,” she admitted, shaking her head with an affectionate smile. “But seriously, it’s just a song I really love. It makes me happy, that’s all.”
Her explanation only seemed to make the chat more chaotic:
“THAT’S NOT ALL AND YOU KNOW IT.”
“Luna, we’re not falling for that. The way you smiled just now— HELLO???”
“This is like a soft launch of Jeongna’s couple song and I’m living for it.”
“Can somebody edit Jeongna with this song?! I am on my knees!”
Luna bit her bottom lip to hold back another laugh, her cheeks faintly flushed as she glanced offscreen for a moment, as if debating whether or not to say more.
Finally, she leaned forward again, her voice softer now, almost conspiratorial. “Let’s just say… I think some songs remind us of certain people, don’t you?”
The chat collectively lost its mind.
“OH MY GOD SHE ADMITTED IT.”
“We KNEW IT.”
“JEONGNA SUPREMACY!”
“They are adorable fr.”
“She’s in love.”
Luna laughed again, the sound warm and genuine, as she raised her hands in surrender. “Alright, alright, I’ll stop before I get myself into trouble. But I do love that song. It’s one of my all-time favorites.”
She glanced back at the chat, her smile softening as she read the flood of messages. “You guys are really something else,” she said with a fond shake of her head. “Always figuring everything out. I can’t hide anything from you, can I?”
Luna’s gaze shifted down to the scrolling comments, her head tilting slightly as she caught sight of a question that made her smile softly. She leaned closer to the phone, her chin lightly resting on her hand, as she read aloud in a gentle, thoughtful tone.
“‘What have you been up to in Japan recently? Have you done anything besides work?’”
Her smile widened, and she let out a small laugh, her eyes crinkling at the corners. “Ah, well, I haven’t been doing anything else besides work,” she began, her tone warm and conversational. “Ah! Never mind, just the other day, I went shopping with Cheollie and Gyu-Gyu.”
She paused for dramatic effect, her lips quirking into a mischievous grin as she added with a giggle, “And let me just say, the three of us should never shop together again.” Her laughter grew as she shook her head, clearly reliving the memory. “It was so bad. We did some serious damage, I’m not even joking.”
The chat instantly erupted:
“Omg shopping with Cheol and Mingyu must’ve been chaotic.”
“What did you buy? TELL US.”
“Serious damage? HOW MUCH???”
“Do a haul!”
Luna chuckled softly as she read the comments, her fingers brushing her hair back behind her ear. “You guys already know I’m a shopaholic,” she said with a playful shrug, her tone feigning innocence. “I mean, I didn’t need anything, but did that stop me? Absolutely not.” She laughed at herself before continuing. “I ended up getting some new clothes— of course. A new pair of shoes. And… oh! A new bag. It’s so pretty, you’ll see it soon, I promise.”
The comments flooded in again with amusement:
“A NEW BAG?!?!”
“This is why Luna works so hard— so she can shop guilt-free.”
“She’s a mood.”
“Jiyeon is my bias for a reason! She’s my spirit animal. She is me.”
“We need to see the haul, queen!”
Luna waved a hand dismissively but with a fond smile. “You’ll see everything eventually,” she reassured them. “But I didn’t just shop for myself, okay? I got a bag for my mom too. She’s been dropping hints about needing a new one, so I thought, why not?”
Luna leaned back slightly, her expression softening as she continued. “I actually called her after I bought it to tell her. She was so happy and thankful,” she said, her voice laced with affection. “But then—” She broke off with a laugh, her eyes sparkling as she sat up straighter. “She goes, ‘Oh, thank you, that’s nice, but are you going to bring me and your Dad some Japanese snacks too?’”
She threw her hands up in mock exasperation, her giggles spilling out as she recounted the moment. “Can you believe that? I just spent all this money on a bag for her, and she’s already asking for snacks!”
The chat exploded with laughter:
“HAHAHA moms are like that!”
“She’s so real for that.”
“Luna’s mom knows what she wants.”
“PRIORITIES!”
Luna grinned as she nodded in agreement. “Right? But of course, I couldn’t say no. So I went and got her all her favorite snacks. I'll probably end up carrying an extra bag just for her goodies now,” she said, shaking her head but unable to hide the affection in her voice. “My mommy is cute.”
Her gaze flickered to the comments again, her smile widening as she silently read them.
“Luna, you’re such a sweet daughter!”
“We need a Luna and her mom vlog someday, PLEASE.”
She laughed, her head tilting slightly as she addressed the fans. “You guys really want to meet her, huh? I don’t know if she’d survive the attention. She’d probably spend the whole time asking me to make sure her hair looks good or something.”
The comments came pouring in, a mix of playful teasing and genuine admiration for Luna’s close bond with her mother. She rested her chin in her hand again, her expression softening as she read through the messages, clearly touched by the fans’ engagement.
“Honestly,” she said after a moment, her voice quieter but no less warm, “I love spoiling my parents. They’ve done so much for me, so it feels good to give a little back, you know?”
Luna’s eyes sparkled as she straightened up in her seat, her earlier laughter softening into a wide, excited grin. “Oh, oh! I almost forgot!” she said, her voice rising slightly in pitch, her excitement palpable. “I bought a new bracelet too!”
She lifted her left hand toward the camera, her delicate fingers tilting slightly as she showed off the jewelry. The dim lighting in her hotel room made the gold gleam faintly, catching the subtle intricacy of the design. “Can you see it?” she asked, tilting her wrist closer to the screen. “Wait, let me make sure it’s clear.”
She adjusted her hand again, the movement practiced and fluid, until the dainty gold bracelet with its love knot design was fully visible.
Its simplicity was elegant, a perfect complement to the slightly chunkier gold band sitting just above it— the matching bracelet Jeonghan had given her a few months ago. The sight of the two together, perfectly balanced yet distinct, made her smile even wider.
“Pretty, right?” she said, her tone bright and airy as she glanced down at the screen, waiting for the fans’ reactions. Her fingers instinctively adjusted the bracelets, the love knot sliding slightly against her wrist, as she glanced through the influx of comments flooding in.
“OMG IT’S SO PRETTY!”
“Did you buy it to match with your gold band???”
“A LOVE KNOT???? GIRL—”
Luna giggled softly, her thumb absently brushing over the knot detail as she scanned the comments. “I saw it at this little jewelry boutique we stopped by, and I just couldn’t resist,” she explained her voice light with a hint of bashfulness. “It felt simple but meaningful, you know? And it goes so well with my other bracelet…” Her gaze flicked back to the screen, and she let out another soft laugh as more comments poured in.
“Simple but meaningful?? Ma’am, elaborate!”
“She’s glowing talking about it omg.”
“LUNA WE KNOW WHAT THAT BRACELET REPRESENTS.”
She shook her head, the teasing comments making her laugh again, her dimples deepening as she looked back at the camera. “You guys are always so dramatic,” she said, playfully narrowing her eyes. “But yes, I love it. I thought it was just… perfect.”
Her eyes darted back to the comments, reading them silently with a contented smile, but suddenly, one particular message caught her attention. She blinked, her body visibly tensing as she leaned forward, her hand hovering slightly over her mouth.
“Wait a second…” she murmured softly, her eyes locked on the screen.
There, highlighted in bold clarity, was a verified account.
The comment read: “Really pretty.”
Her lips parted slightly in surprise as realization dawned.
It was Jeonghan.
The chat immediately erupted:
“JEONGHAN IS HERE OMG!!!!”
“IS THAT HANNIE COMMENTING???”
“LUNA, DO YOU SEE HIM???”
“MISS THING YOUR FIANCÉ IS LURKING!”
Before she could react, another comment from the same account appeared, just seconds later: “Are you talking about the bracelet or yourself?”
Luna visibly froze, her brain seeming to buffer as she processed not only the fact that Jeonghan was watching her live but that he had just flirted with her— openly, in front of millions of viewers… which seems to be their norm ever since their relationship got exposed to the public.
They used to dream of times like this.
Her hand instinctively went to her face, covering her mouth as her cheeks flushed a faint pink. “Oh my God…” she mumbled, her voice muffled and shaky with barely contained laughter. Her wide eyes darted back and forth between the camera and the comments, still trying to comprehend what had just happened.
The chat was on fire:
“HE DID NOT JUST SAY THAT.”
“LUNA YOUR MAN IS RIGHT THERE.”
“WE ARE ALL THIRD-WHEELING THIS LIVE RN.”
“YOON JEONGHAN?!? SIR!!?”
Luna shook her head, her fingers dropping from her lips as she let out a flustered laugh. “Yoon Jeonghan you really…” she started, her voice trailing off as she glanced down again, catching yet another wave of excited messages. “…have no shame,” she said finally, her voice breathless and tinged with disbelief.
“HE’S IN LOVE AND HE WANTS US ALL TO KNOW IT.”
“Jiyeon, don’t act like you don’t like it.”
“Y’ALL THIS IS STRAIGHT OUT OF A ROMANCE MOVIE.”
The fans’ collective reactions filled the chat once again, the scrolling comments a chaotic blend of screaming, laughing emojis, and declarations of how adorable the couple was. Luna bit her lip to suppress another laugh, her expression softened, the corners of her lips quirking upward in a private smile.
Luna shook her head, her cheeks still pink from Jeonghan’s earlier comment as she looked directly at the camera. “Alright, everyone,” she said, exhaling as though she were trying to steady herself. “Since he’s obviously here and not going anywhere, everyone say hello to Jeonghannie who I know we all missed so much.”
Her voice was lighthearted but tinged with fondness, the kind that only years of love and understanding could bring. Her eyes flitted to the comments as they exploded once again, the chat now in absolute chaos.
“HI JEONGHAN!!!”
“THE AUDACITY HE HAS TO FLIRT IN FRONT OF MILLIONS.”
“JEONGHAN WE SEE YOU 👀👀👀”
“We miss you! Come back!”
Among the flurry of messages, Jeonghan’s verified account popped up again. “Hi Carats!” it read, simple yet instantly sending the chat into another spiral.
Luna let out a soft laugh, resting her chin in her palm as she scrolled through the endless stream of greetings for her fiancé. But before she could even think of moving on, another comment from him appeared.
“Nana-ya, get me one.”
Her brows furrowed slightly as she read it aloud, “Get you one?”
Then, just seconds later, another comment from Jeonghan followed: “The same one. A matching one.”
It took her a moment to process, her confusion evident as she tilted her head slightly. “Get you one what?” she asked, her lips curling into a small, bewildered smile as she waited for clarification.
The realization hit her like a gentle wave when she saw his next comment: “Oh, the bracelet?” she said, her voice lilting upward in understanding.
Her fingers brushed over the love knot bracelet on her wrist as if to confirm what he was referring to. “You want one of these?” she asked, a teasing note creeping into her tone.
Jeonghan didn’t keep her guessing for long. His reply was instant as if he’d been waiting: “Yes. We need to be a couple.”
Luna blinked, her lips parting slightly in surprise, but before she could respond, another comment from him popped up: “Even though we already are 😝.”
The chat practically exploded.
“STOP HE REALLY JUST SAID THAT????”
“WE NEED TO BE A COUPLE 😭😭😭 THIS MAN IS TOO MUCH.”
“Where have I heard that phrase before?!”
“THIS IS THE SAME JEONGHAN AND LUNA WHO USED TO DENY EVERYTHING BTW LMFAO.”
“WHY ARE WE HERE THIRD-WHEELING???”
“Sir, you need to stop. Luna is malfunctioning.”
Luna’s hand flew to her mouth as a quiet laugh escaped her, but her wide-eyed expression betrayed the sudden wave of déjà vu that swept over her.
Those words— we need to be a couple— had been said before, hadn’t they? And not just anywhere.
Her eyes darted back to the screen as memories began flooding her mind, the exact same scenario replaying itself from years ago. Back then, it was a different piece of jewelry— a dainty gold necklace she had shown her fans during a live after their ‘Follow’ tour concert in the Philippines.
It had been late at night, much like this, Luna sitting cross-legged on her hotel bed as she held the delicate chain up for the camera to see. “Look at this!” she had said excitedly, letting the small gold pendant dangle just above her palm.
The pendant was in the shape of the letter ‘J,’ something she had coyly told her fans stood for her own initials. But in reality, it was for Jeonghan— something she hadn’t dared to admit then in public.
Jeonghan hadn’t been at the concert due to an injury, but that didn’t stop him from watching her live. His verified account had appeared in the chat unexpectedly, his comments cheeky and bold even back then.
“Get me one.”
Luna had paused, caught off guard as her fans erupted in excitement. “Hannie? Get you what?” she had repeated, her tone unsure but amused.
His reply had been instant: “The same one. We need to be a couple.”
The chat had collectively lost its mind, the comments flying faster than she could read.
“JEONGHAN WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE??”
“STOPPP WE CAN’T HANDLE THIS.”
“WE NEED TO BE A COUPLE????? SIR EXPLAIN???”
“JEONGNA IS REAL ISTG!!! TRY TO CHANGE MY MIND!!”
Her laugh had been shaky then, a mix of nervousness and amusement as she waved her hand at the camera. “Jeonghannie, stop saying things like that. People might think you’re serious,” she had joked, her voice light but carrying a subtle plea for him to tone it down.
And then, as she read through the comments, a small notification had popped up at the top of her screen— a text message.
It was from Jeonghan.
“I am serious.”
Luna had tried her best to keep her reaction neutral, but her smile had softened in a way that betrayed her. Her cheeks flushed as she lowered her head slightly, trying to hide the way her face flushed and how her heart fluttered at his words.
And in the end, she had gotten him a matching necklace— both pieces featuring the letter ‘J.’
To everyone else, it was a cute nod to their shared first initial, but to them, it was so much more. It was their quiet way of holding onto something that was just theirs, something they didn’t have to explain to anyone.
Back in the present, Luna blinked, the warmth of the memory leaving her momentarily speechless. The chat was still buzzing with excitement, and Jeonghan’s most recent comment— “Even though we already are 😝” —shone brightly at the top.
She let out a breathless laugh, her hand brushing over her cheek as she muttered, “You’re really going to bring that up again?”
Her fans didn’t miss a beat:
“GOSH IT WAS AN INSIDE JOKE THIS ENTIRE TIME!!!”
“IS THIS A FULL CIRCLE MOMENT OR WHAT.”
“STOPPPP THEY’VE BEEN OBVIOUS SINCE THEN!!”
Luna’s eyes scanned the stream of comments again, only to pause as another one from Jeonghan popped up.
“You already got me one, didn’t you?”
Her lips parted slightly, and the faintest blush rose to her cheeks. She pressed her fingers to her mouth to stifle a laugh, but it was obvious— he’d caught her.
The truth was, she had bought two bracelets when she found the love knot design.
The fans weren’t letting it go either.
“WAIT SHE DID!!!”
“LUNA DID YOU REALLY BUY TWO???”
“He caught you, girl.”
“JEONGHAN KNOWS HER TOO WELL PLS.”
“Guilty as charged.”
She glanced at the screen, her brows furrowed in mock irritation as she nodded her head, trying to keep her composure. “Jeonghannie, why are you like this?” she muttered, a sheepish smile playing on her lips.
Before she could fully recover, another comment from him appeared: “Good. Now we’ll match.”
Luna let out a small laugh, shaking her head at the camera, but her blush deepened. He wasn’t even trying to hide it anymore.
Feeling bold, she leaned closer to the screen, a mischievous glint in her eyes. “Gosh, are you in love with me or something?” she asked, her tone half-teasing, half-challenging.
The chat went wild as fans waited for his response, and Jeonghan, as always, didn’t disappoint.
“And what about it?”
The simplicity of his words sent the chat into absolute chaos.
“JEONGHANNNNNN STOP THIS IS TOO MUCH.”
“HE REALLY SAID THAT IN FRONT OF EVERYONE OMG.”
“LUNA ARE YOU OKAY??? BLINK TWICE IF YOU NEED HELP.”
“WHAT IS THIS BEHAVIOR?!?”
“THESE TWO COULD’VE TEXTED EACH OTHER BUT INSTEAD THEY DECIDE TO FLIRT IN FRONT OF THOUSANDS ONCE AGAIN.”
Luna’s cheeks flushed a deeper shade of pink, and she let out a nervous laugh, leaning back slightly as she tried to compose herself. “Lord…” she whispered, shaking her head.
She tried to move on, but her stuttering betrayed her. “You… you always want us to match,” she managed to say, her voice soft as she brushed her fingers through her hair.
Facing the camera again, she narrowed her eyes playfully. “Hannie is obsessed with me, guys,” she said, her tone light but affectionate.
The fans wasted no time.
“OBSESSED WITH YOU???? AS HE SHOULD BE.”
“I MEAN HE’S NOT EVEN HIDING IT ANYMORE LMAO.”
“JEONGHAN, BLINK TWICE IF YOU NEED HELP.”
“UHM… WHO ISN’T?!?”
Jeonghan’s next comment, however, rendered Luna completely speechless:
“Yes. And soon we’ll have new matching rings.”
Her brows furrowed slightly in confusion as she reread his words. “Rings?” she repeated softly, almost to herself.
And then, like a bolt of lightning, realization hit her.
Her eyes widened, her fingers stilling mid-fidget as she fully grasped what he meant.
New matching rings.
Wedding bands.
She blinked rapidly, her lips twitching as she fought to suppress the smile threatening to take over her face.
The comments erupted once again:
“GOODBYE I—“
“He is MISSING you, girl.”
“I’M CRYING THIS IS SO CUTE.”
Luna’s voice was softer now, the blush spreading from her cheeks to the tips of her ears. “You… you need to go to sleep,” she said, her tone holding a mix of exasperation and fondness as she pouted at the camera.
Her words were directed at Jeonghan, but the teasing in her voice made it clear she wasn’t really upset. “Hannie, stop teasing me on live. Go to sleep,” she repeated, crossing her arms for emphasis.
The chat was in shambles, but Jeonghan’s comment cut through all the noise: “I’m laughing so hard right now 😂 You're cute. ”
Luna couldn’t help but roll her eyes, though her smile gave her away. “You’re annoying,” she muttered under her breath before turning her attention back to the fans.
“See what I have to deal with?” she said, her voice filled with affection. But even as she tried to move on, her fingers unconsciously brushed over the oval diamond on her engagement ring, a soft smile lingering on her lips.
God, she and Jeonghan had wished for times like these— where they could just exist together, freely and without fear. And now, here he was, openly voicing out his love for her in the most public way possible, and all she could do was smile like the lovesick idiot that she was.
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Snowed In
Woozi x Black Reader
Requests are open! I reply quickly. Masterlist here
Synopsis~ It's freezing. Your power went out, and you need your big boyfriend to cuddle you for warmth. But what happens when he doesn't like physical touch? There are other ways to warm up.
Warning~ Size kink, nipple play, oral (receiving), cockwarming, dirty talk, aggressive, rough, heavy dom sub role. missionary and doggy, bickering, established relationship, fluff.
Word Count~ 2.8k
Trapped.
You two were trapped in your little townhouse. The snow comes up to your chest. Granted, you two were really short people.
You desperately wanted to get out. The power went out thirty minutes ago. The neighborhood group chat said they were working on the power.
You were freezing. Blankets weren't enough, and neither was the ramen. The portable electric stove was a great purchase.
The candles were dim and all over the house.
Different scents are filling the house with their aromas.
Then, Woozi came from the basement closet. "I got more blankets, babe."
He gave them to you, and you cuddled into them.
Jihoon isn't really the cuddly type, but in this weather, he was gonna have to push that aside.
You felt him curl underneath the covers with you, pulling you close to his chest.
You shivered, "You're so warm."
Woozi laughed a little, "All these covers are making me a little hot."
You cuddled closer, "Stay still, you'll feel the cold."
This was kind of romantic to you. Yes, you could possibly get hypothermia due to the extreme cold temperature in your house, which is below freezing.
But the candles and cuddles were an added plus.
You whispered, "I shouldn't have let you spend the night last night."
Woozi instantly argued back, "No. Then you'd be freezing alone. I'm glad I'm here."
You sighed, shivering again. "This is fun, right?"
Woozi said, "No." His tone was stoic and honest. You laughed, and he looked at you like you were crazy.
You cuddled closer into his chest, "I love this because you're letting me cuddle you."
Jihoon laughed, "Really?"
You nodded. Silence came over you two before you said, "You know, touch is my love language." Jihoon kissed your head and got up, "I'm gonna check outside, okay? I'll be right back."
He got up abruptly and went to the living room. You sat there, a little upset. He never likes to talk about it.
How does he not prefer to be touched?
You don't understand. You want to understand.
You noticed how much he'd shrink when you touched him, or how he'd flinch away. Of course, you two talked about it, but you're at the point in the relationship where it feels like he's disgusted by it.
The thought of touching you gives him the heebie-jeebies or something.
You gathered the mountains of blankets and ran to the living room. Woozi turned around and burst out laughing. "What the hell."
You pouted, "Baby, come here."
Jihoon kept laughing as he walked over. "You come here. I'm sorry, you must be so cold."
You jumped on him, making him fall on his back. You two started giggling as you tussled under the piles of covers while on the floor.
He grabbed your hand and pinned it down on the floor.
Your eyes met his, and love filled your heart.
"Really?" Woozi tilted his head, waiting for you to answer.
You said, "Ji, why don't you touch me?"
He scanned over your body. You were wearing only his clothes. His hoodie, his pants, his t-shirt underneath.
You were so warm. Your body heated up from the intimacy.
When he touched you, it was electrifying.
If you two are in the kitchen together, and he touches your back in passing, you're wet.
He pats your head when you do well, and you're wet.
He pulled you by your legs when you were too far on the other side of the bed, especially wet.
You loved when he pulled your legs.
He made you feel like you were so sexy.
Woozi hadn't answered your question. He was too entranced by your eyes. He was trying to figure out what you really meant to say.
"I don't want to."
You pouted, and Woozi continued, "No, no. I mean... It makes me feel awkward."
You said, "Yeah? But I'm your girlfriend. You should want to touch me."
Woozie put his hand on your shoulder, like a cat. Just awkwardly, and animal-like.
You glanced at his shoulder, and then back at him. "Baby."
He smiled sheepishly, "What do you want from me?"
You lift your upper body, getting up to talk to him, "I'm freezing right now. You can't even last two minutes cuddling. I need you to touch me."
You grabbed Woozi's hands and put them on your hips as you climbed on his lap. Now, he was looking up at you. You bit your lip, slightly grinding on his lap.
Woozi shuddered, "Y/N."
You shook your head, kissing his neck.
Woozi picked you up, grabbing all the covers. His muscles flexed as he tossed them over his broad shoulders.
He put you on the bed, your legs still wrapped around his waist. You didn't want him to go.
His hands rubbed on your thighs, and you bit your lip.
"Mm? Is that why you want me to touch you? Hm? You get horny?"
You nodded, hands reaching for his chest.
"Woozie baby, I need you."
Jihoon shook his head, "You shouldn't solve problems like this."
You let him go. Legs dropping to the bed. Woozi sat calmly next to you. You were on your back, staring at the ceiling. Tears threatening to fall.
"I love you, you know that. Touching isn't my strong suit."
You turned to him, tears shedding. "But could you try to touch me more? I really need that. I feel more like a friend than girlfriend."
You climbed on his lap again, this time with a sad smile. "How would you feel if I never wanted to spend time with you? Or if I never gave you compliments throughout the day?"
Woozi sighed, "Like shit." You said, "Do you know how uncomfortable it is for me to compliment people? It makes me uncomfortable, but I still did it for your sake."
Woozi wiped the tear from your face, "I'm sorry."
You nodded, "I was going to-"
You shivered. Woozi was quick to drape the cover over your shoulders. Your legs are wrapping around his waist for more warmth.
You said, "I'm willing to be uncomfortable for you. So can you try to push your boundaries for me?"
Woozi said, "Yeah. I can."
You hugged him, happily. Woozi was slightly hard from your prior seduction tactics.
You said, "Now, can you warm me up? I'm freezing."
Woozi was about to get up, but you gave him a look. "What?"
You said, "Not like that, baby."
You rolled his hoodie off your torso, and Woozi nodded, "Ah, okay."
He flipped you over. It was instant. You shivered, "I need a cover."
Woozi said, "No, you don't."
Both your hands were in his palms as he made out with you. You felt his hot hand slide under your shirt. Your nipple got hard in an instant.
You whimpered against his lips, and he opened his eyes. His glasses were fogged up. He laughed, and you took them off for him.
You smiled, "Sorry."
Woozi furrowed his eyebrows, "We talked about this too. I don't want you to be quiet."
Your heart was beating so fast, and your body was getting hot. Woozi had you falling apart from his kisses.
Woozi slid your shirt higher, unclipping your bra. They dropped. Woozi had the reddest face known to man. He looked cute.
You cupped his cheek and watched how he slightly leaned into it. He always was restrictive with himself. Not enjoying things too much or too little.
You liked that about him at first. Liked how shy and quiet he was. Now, you've got to know the real him, and you're liking that even more.
Woozi kissed your cheek, then your neck, and right under your ear. You hummed, wrapping your legs around his waist. He pulled your legs closer to his crotch now.
He said, "You're sick."
You laughed, wrapping your arms around his neck like a koala.
"You love it."
Woozie sucked, and sucked. Licking over the hickey to soothe the pain. You whined, feeling heat rush to your core. You were still a little cold.
You slid your hand under Woozi's shirt and felt his abs. Woozi flinched, "You're so cold."
He took your shirt off teasingly before kissing your breast. Your erect nipples are facing north. His hot tongue swirled around it. Kissing your sweet brown skin.
You gasped, closing your eyes. Woozi said, "You like that?"
You hummed, feeling so good about yourself.
He pushed both your tits together. Each breast touched the other as he licked both your nipples. Your hand crawled into his scalp, ruffling his hair.
Back arching.
Your hand dug into your pants as you touched yourself. Woozi was slurping and messily licking all over you. He clearly was enjoying himself.
Your hips rolled into your hand as you moaned his name. He pulled away, watching your screwed up face. You bit your lip as you got closer to your orgasm.
So close. Jihoon slipped your hand away. "Not without me."
You whined, but you were obedient. Woozi kissed down your stomach, now ready to lick over your clit. Now that you were close and sensitive, he was ready.
Jihoon slid your panties down, and now you were naked. He sucked your inner thigh. Your pussy clenched around nothing with need.
Woozi rubbed his finger over your clit gently.
"You're so wet."
You whined, "I need you. ...So big..." Woozi laughed a little. You were implying how much you needed his big dick.
It was true. Woozi was HUGE. For his size, it all went there. Your hand dug into his shoulder as you arched your back.
Woozi smiled, "I haven't even stuck a finger in yet." You said, "I know... I'm sensitive there."
He smiled, "I know. More than anyone."
He licked over his hickeys and swiped his tongue over your clit. That motion was electrifying. It was making you feel so good. You needed just that.
He sucked over your pussy, the sound of a slurp, and the squeeze of his lips playing in your ears.
Sounds always made you hornier. Jihoon knew that. That's why he was so messy and loud.
You balled up the sheets in your fist as you whimpered, "I'll cum." Jihoon whispered, "Do it on my face."
You moaned. Oh, that was so sexy.
Woozi stuck his two fingers in your hole, stretching you out.
Your hands were shaky, body hot.
Your eyes were squeezed shut as he fucked into your cunt. His tongue swirling against your clit as your shaky breaths escaped your lips.
"Oh, fuck. Ji, please! I c-can't."
Jihoon sucked on your sweet bud, getting the honey out.
Your legs were shaking, trying to savor the last of your dignity before you came undone from just his tongue and fingers.
He pulled his fingers out, switching to fucking you with his tongue.
You lost it. Jihoon's tongue touches against your walls.
Your heart raced, your body gave in. You came, right there. Came all over Jihoon's mouth. He pulled away, cum dripping from the corner of his mouth.
You panted, attempting to catch your breath. Jihoon leaned back over, and you rubbed your thumb over his lip. His mouth caught your finger, and he sucked the cum off. He maintained eye contact the entire time.
Woozi didn't give you time to recover from your orgasm. He's not much of a gentleman in the bedroom.
He rolled his pants down and slipped off his shirt. He was so huge. His chest was bigger than yours. He pulled you by your legs, firmly. Your pussy was right where he needed it. His big hands rubbed your stomach calmly as the other gently rubbed your clit. His thumb was moving in relaxed circles.
You whined, "Please."
Jihoon gave in to your request. His hot tip pushed back your folds. He liked the way your pussy seeped and collapsed around his fat cock.
He kept sliding in until he reached your hilt. He couldn't stop himself from slamming into you.
A choked groan escaped his throat. "So, f-fucking tight."
You gasped when you felt him press against your G-spot. His thick cock stretches you out so far.
You felt so full, so tight.
Your head nuzzled into his shoulder as you tried to bear the stretch. Jihoon asked, "Too much?"
You whined, "Hurts."
Woozi pulled out slowly, just to the tip. Your pussy collapsing on itself as he left your walls. He stayed at your entrance.
His dick is still inside. He leaned into your lips, pressing his lips to yours. You bit his lip, and he parted them. You relaxed when his tongue entered your mouth.
His slippery tongue swipes over yours, collecting saliva in the corners of your mouth. You felt him slowly push back in. This time, it felt so much better.
You bit your lip, bearing with the border of pleasure and pain.
His dick is forcing you open.
Woozi asked, "Better?" "Yes."
Your fingers dug into his shoulder. He was still peppering kisses on your lips to keep you relaxed.
You pulled his head closer to deepen the kiss. You wanted the intimacy.
He parted with a click. Eyes looking over your face for anything disapproving.
He leaned back in to kiss you again. Thrust slow and steady. It felt so good. He was carefully fucking you. His dick is going a little farther, and closer to your spot.
Once he hit that spot, you moaned in his mouth. Woozi asked, "Right there?"
You nodded, "Mm, right there."
You bit your lip. Woozi was panting, with warm breath on your face. Your eyes were squeezed shut so you couldn't see how hot and focused he was.
Jihoon's speed and power accelerated. Now, his thrust was rough. He was slamming into your spot. You were holding back loud moans, not wanting to scare the neighbors.
The sound of skin clapping made your eyes roll back in pleasure. Your pussy is clenching around his fat cock. Woozi hissed, "Fuck girl."
Your toes curled. Woozi's thrust picked up speed again. He kissed your Adam's apple. "Lemme hear all of it, baby. Don't hide."
He looked at you, kissing your cheek and forehead. Sweat gathered on his forehead as he fucked into you harder. Your body rocked to his tempo, tits bouncing with you.
Woozi's eyes followed your boobs, slightly getting off on it.
Woozi said, "Fine."
He pulled out and flipped you over. He pressed your head against the bed sheets and angled himself into your hole again.
He pushed past your folds and propped your hips up to him. He slammed into you, going deeper than before. You yelled into the covers. "Ah~ F-fuck me, Ji. Fuck like that."
He slammed into you again, causing more babbling. Woozi was smiling so evilly. "Yeah? You like that, huh? Tell me you like it?"
He fucked you harder, deeper. Your whole body is clenching, collapsing around him.
You screamed, "I like it! I like it so much."
Woozi leaned over, head close to your shoulder, "You like it? Taking this big cock so well, hm?"
Your voice was airy with pleasure, "Yes!"
He fucked you so hard, you felt your G-spot move back some.
He gasped with every thrust, letting you know he was close.
You were closer to him, though. He was talking so dirty to you. Fuck.
Your hands couldn't take it. You collapsed onto the bed, ass still perked. Jihoon grabbed both your legs and wrapped them around his waist. He held you up, muscles flexing.
He fucked so deeply. His crotch is hitting your clit with so much force. He slapped your ass, watching it jiggle. "Big, pretty ass. Fuck. I'm close, baby."
You whined, already about to cum. "I'm gonna cum!"
Jihoon kept his pace hard and fast. You unraveled around him, body relaxing. Woozi fell apart inside of you. Wads of sperm shooting into your walls. You shuddered from the feeling.
Woozi let you go, panting. You fell over, and he climbed over your body. He kissed you sweetly. His hand caresses your cheek with so much gentleness.
You whispered, "Felt good."
He smiled, "Good."
He stuck his dick back into you, and you whined. "I'm tired."
He said, "I'm keeping you warm."
He cuddled next to you, pulling the mountain over you. Dick inside your sweet brown pussy.
His thigh was between your legs to keep them apart.
You closed your eyes, slightly enjoying the feeling of his sweat, the heat, and the smell of the candle scent.
Then, a huge boom was heard, and your lights turned on. Woozi held you closer, "Not yet. I just wanna hold you for a second."
Your heart skipped a beat. Jihoon wanted you, needed you.
You closed your eyes again, "Okay."
