“Well… this is me…” You trailed off, turning towards the hero.
He shifted his stance awkwardly, his white gaze flitting between you and the apartment complex’s front door.
“Goodnight then, miss…”
“Y/N.”
“Y/N,” he repeated, testing your name out.
“Thanks, Spider-Man, really. You saved my ass.”
His spider-eyes widened slightly.
“Anytime. You’re ever in trouble again, just know you can always count on your friendly neighborhood Spider-Man.”
Cheesy… but sweet.
“Oookay… ‘night, friendly neighborhood Spider-Man,” you teased with a smile before walking up the steps of your building.
“Good luck on the exam tomorrow!”
You flashed him a small smile over your shoulder.
Your body was on autopilot by the time you entered your sixth-story apartment. It was dark when you stepped inside, your roommate probably fast asleep.
Hanni’s going to freak when I tell her.
Spider-Man. He was… odd. More boyish than you had expected. Before this, you had only seen clips of him in action on the news or from an occasional bystander’s video on your feed, him swinging like a vector of pure velocity through the air.
The nervous shifting, not being able to find the right voice.
Had you even told him about the physics exam? You racked your brain. Maybe you had, when fishing for conversation topics on the walk home, but you weren’t sure. Right now, you needed sleep. You kicked off your shoes before shuffling to your bedroom defeatedly.
From a nearby street, an athletic frame perched on the ledge of a high-rise, watching the side of your building in silence.
His soft, black hair ruffled slightly in the light breeze as he waited there until he saw a light flicker on the sixth floor. When he deemed that it was, in fact, your bedroom light, he rose, pulling the red mask over his head.
He suddenly moved, clenching his hands and bringing a knee up to his torso, fist pumping in celebration.
“Yes!”
He hit a few quick air punches with the agility of a boxer, adding sound effects for good measure.
“Can always count on your friendly neighborhood Spider-Man,” he smiled, before turning around and free-falling backward off the lip of the building, arms outstretched as he twipped a new web, swinging away into the darkness.
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spiderman!piwon x reader yall!
any guesses of spidey's identity? spiderman has been one of my favorite marvel characters since forever, and BND has inspired me😈
Summary: You and Keeho have a meet- cute in the convenience store and found out that you’d be working together…
Pairing: Keeho!idol x reader!foreigner
Genre: FLUFF
Word count: 1370
Author’s note: hey…. So, I hope you guys enjoy this second mini fic:)
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You were in your new apartment, up in Seoul, just finishing up with the living room that you had procrastinated on doing since the first day you’d gotten here.
The smile on your face was evident as you placed your decorative pillows on your couch before plopping down with a tired sigh. After a few minutes of just lying there, your stomach let out a loud gargle, indicating that food was needed. You hadn’t gone grocery shopping, so you had no food. A soft groan was heard from you at the thought of having to go grocery shopping soon.
You were exhausted, but you were super hungry from not eating all day during the move-in process. Standing up from your cozy spot on the couch, you walked up to your counter to grab your keys and wallet that were sitting in a little dish you’d bought from a cute antique shop back in Toronto, and walked up to your front door where your outside shoes were sitting. Once your shoes were on, you walked out of your apartment, making sure to lock it before leaving. You let out a soft sigh, smiling in joy that there was no one else in the elevator you got on.
Not because you didn’t like your neighbors or anything, but you had been unpacking the entire day, so you wouldn’t be able to have a full conversation without sounding drunk.
The soft ding of the elevator had taken you out of your thoughts as you walked out of the elevator with a soft yawn. You walked out of your apartment building and started moving to a twenty-four-hour 7/11 that was thankfully just down the road from your apartment.
The bell chimed as you opened the door to the convenience store, letting the cashier know that you came in. You gave the clerk a returning smile as you started browsing through the aisles. You made your way to another section of the store when you bumped into someone. When you heard the guy silently cursing in Korean, you started apologizing profusely in broken Korean before stopping when you saw a cute guy around your age.
He had a black compression shirt that complemented his broad muscles; he was a few inches taller, and he had short pink hair. The guy was looking down at you, almost star-struck, before shaking his head with a small grin. “It’s okay… I wasn’t paying attention either.” He laughed softly, his English making you pause.
“Wow, you speak perfect English…” You gasped, earning a smile from the guy you bumped into. “Thanks… I’m from Canada…” He rubbed his neck with a sheepish smile. “Where you from?..” He asked as he sifted his arms to wrap around his chest. “Wait, I’m also from Canada… I’ve lived in Toronto my whole life.” That had gotten the pink-haired guy’s smile to widen. “Me too!” He laughed as the two of you started walking side by side in the convenience store, not really looking for anything but just talking to each other. “So, what’s your name?…” You asked as you picked a few snack items. “It’s Keeho.” He smiled, copying your action as he took the same snacks that you got. “And what’s yours?” He looked over his shoulder to look at you.
“It’s (Y/N)….” You said with a smile as you looked up at Keeho. He looked down at you with a matching grin. “That’s a pretty name…” He complimented, causing the feeling of butterflies to flutter in your stomach. You didn’t know him, but you could already feel somewhat of a connection with him.
“Thanks…” You muttered softly. You had walked up to the cashier with Keeho following behind. You had placed your snacks on the counter for the cashier to scan, and before you could even take your card out to pay, Keeho took his own card and paid.
“You did not have to do that….” Your mouth was agape as you looked at him with shock and gratitude. “I wanted to.” Keeho smiled as he thanked the cashier, who handed the two bags to you and Keeho. The two of you walked out of the convenience store with the bags of food items you had bought. “Thanks for buying my food...” You smiled, holding your bag of food. “You’re welcome…” Keeho nodded, opening the door for you as the two of you walked side by side down the sidewalk, talking to each other and getting to know one another.
“So what brings you to Korea? Are you visiting or do you live here?” Keeho asked as he took a snack from his bag of treats he’d gotten from the convenience store. “Ah, well, I actually live here and have a full-time job.. I had almost gotten a degree in Education before I decided to drop out because it wasn’t what I wanted to do for the rest of my life.. Took a gap year, did a couple of side jobs along the way before deciding to go back into college so I could get my bachelor’s degree in fine arts.” You explained, noticing how extremely focused Keeho was while you were talking.
“This company had found my editing work amazing and to their satisfaction and wanted me to become their video editor for their company’s K-pop groups. Of course I accepted, got a legal visa, and my Korean is pretty decent from being here for awhile... Also, not to bag but it’s pretty easy for me to learn languages.” You finished, causing your newfound friend to smile from ear to ear.
“What company did you accept?..” He asked, almost sounding hopeful. “FNC…” You replied nonchalantly, pausing when you heard Keeho stop behind you. You paused at his movements before slowly turning around. “Keeho…. Are you okay?” You asked with an eyebrow slightly raised. “What k-pop groups do you edit for?..” He asked, completely composed, as he looked down at you.
“Wha… Um.. well, I’ll only be working for one group for now, but I would be editing for P1harmony. Why?..” You answered, causing him to smile. “(Y/n)…. I’m in P1harmony…” Keeho laughed softly, laughing a bit harder as he saw the look of shock on your face. “Really?..” You watched as he brought his phone out of his back pocket, opened the Instagram app, then showed you his account, and watched how you looked at the Instagram account. Looking back and forth between him and his phone. “Wow… So, I’ll be working with you?..” You said with hopefulness in your tone.
“Yeah…” He grinned, looking down at you before the two of you started walking again. The whole time you were both walking together to your apartment, because he insisted on walking with you to make sure that there were no creeps following (What he said, but you didn’t mind). You had a good conversation together about the most random stuff. How it’s been living in a different place away from home, what each other’s hobbies were, likes, dislikes… It was stupid stuff, but it felt like the two of you had been best friends for years. Maybe it was the fact that you’re both foreigners who grew up in the same country and moved here to follow a dream, or it was because of how you matched each other’s vibes so well.
“So, this is my place….” You announced, as you started walking up the steps to the lobby of your apartment building. Keeho grabbed your hand. “Wait…” You turned around to face him, your hand in Keeho’s hand as he looked up at you from the fact that you stood two steps higher.
Keeho removed his hand from your grasp, placing his hands in his hoodie pockets as he looked up at you. “C…. Could I have your number?.. You know, for editing ideas…” He asked nonchalantly, but the smirk on his face gave away that he just wanted your number. “Yeah…” You laughed, taking your phone out of your back pocket to your contacts app to show him your number.
You both exchanged numbers, said your goodbyes, and got into your apartment. Keeho had watched you walk into the lobby before walking away to go back to the dorms. ‘It was nice meeting you, Keeho:).’ Keeho smiled down at his phone as he saw your text message. ‘It was nice to meet you too;).’ He replied with a grin on his face before walking away.
Interlude ── F, S / Completed ── You stumble upon a beautiful man in NYC and give him some potentially life changing advice (based on when Keeho was told in new york that he should be a model) ⤷Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4 Extra: What your camera roll looked like at the end of your trip to Korea
Famous ── F, S, A / Discontinued ── You and Keeho are big fans of each other, but what happens when you actual meet? ⤷Prologue, Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4
SFW FICS
ᯓ★ Dancing Queen ── F / 4.2k ── Keeho is hopelessly in love with his best friend.
ᯓ★ What did Doja Cat say about Noses? ── F, S / 1.7k ── You're obsessed with staring at Keeho, especially at his nose.
ᯓ★ Bruise ── F / 2k ── After stealing one of your hoodies, you and Keeho engage in a playful fight, and he accidentally hurts you.
Treat yourself ── F, H / 1k ── Keeho finds his photocard in your wallet
Down Bad ── F / 1.6k ── Keeho is DOWN BAD!
Dramatic ── H/C / 1.5k ── Keeho's hurt seeing you handle long distance better than him
Big Baby ── F / 1.4k ── You take care of Keeho when he's sick
Selfish ── H/C / 2.4k ── Keeho chooses his career over you
Second chance ── H/C / 2.5k ── (Can be read as a part 2 to Selfish) Years have passed since Keeho chose his career over you. Now, he wants you back.
ᯓ★ Wine drunk ── F / 700+ ── Keeho is wine drunk and in love with you
Soulmate ── F, A / 1.9k / Platonic relationship ── Keeho becomes the brother you look up to in the industry
Prove you wrong ── F / 1.2k / Fratboy!Keeho AU ── Despite his reputation, Keeho is determined to prove he's serious about you.
All That ── F, S / 3k ── When Keeho recognizes you from your viral new drama at an event, he can't help but gravitate towards you.
Adoration ── F, A / 2k ── You haven't been feeling good mentally and physically and Keeho reassures you
I need you safe ── F, A / 1.8k ── After collapsing backstage during your tour, your best friend stays by your side.
Dizzy ── F / 2.1k ── While skateboarding your low iron deficiency gets the better of you and you have no choice but to call Keeho for help when you get injured.
Pretty Tattoo ── F / 500+ ── Keeho asks to see your back tattoo
ᯓ★ Vulnerable ── A, F / 1.1k ── Keeho has been really anxious lately and he can't hide it from you anymore
Inexperienced ── A, F / 2.5k / Playboy!keeho AU ── You're worried you're too inexperienced for Keeho
Painting Keeho's nails ── F / 200+
Concert interlude ── S / 600+ ── Keeho looks hot on stage and you just need him expeditiously
ᯓ★ Rejected ── F / 1.2k ── You've rejected Keeho already, but he just can't seem to care.
Goodbye kiss ── F / 800+ ── you forget to give Keeho a goodbye kiss on your way out in the morning and he's upset about it
ᯓ★ Sleepy Pillow Talk ── F / 600+
Hold you back ── H/C / 1k ── your anxiety causes you to constantly cancel plans with Keeho and it eats away at you
Truce? ── F, H, S / 1.1k ── You conveniently have a fight with Keeho before an important company dinner and he struggles to keep you in check
Little troublemaker ── F / 600+ ── Keeho is busy working and all you want is his attention
ᯓ★ What are best friends for? ── F / 600+ ── Keeho's cold and you hate physical touch (except from him apparently)
Just wanted to see you ── F / 1k ── After a long day of shooting, Keeho shows up at the door of the one person he's never too exhausted to see, you.
NSFW FICS / 18+ MDNI
Big ── 18+ MDNI / 1.3k ── All it takes to drive Keeho crazy is a few comments about how buff he's getting and a hand wrapped around his bicep.
ᯓ★ Dreams ── 18+ MDNI / 1.4k ── You wake up to Keeho having a wet dream
No better than a man ── 18+ MDNI / 1.6k ── You can't resist appreciating Keeho's body
Switch ── 18+ MDNI / 2.7k ── Keeho is frustrated when you keep rejecting his advances, only to learn that all he has to do is drop his dominant persona and submit to your control for a chance with you.
ᯓ★ Gym Crush ── 18+ MDNI / 4.9k ── You and your gym crush are always alone at the gym together. What happens when he asks you to work out together?
ᯓ★ Unexpected ── 18+ MDNI / 5.7k ── You and your best friend Keeho decide to fake date for Valentines day.
ᯓ★ Jealous reward ── 18+ MDNI / 5.3k ── After a bitter argument with your best friend, you try making him jealous in an effort to get him to confess his true feelings for you.
Watch ── 18+ MDNI / 900+ ── You rile Keeho up in front of his his friends and he does something about it... in font of a mirror...
ᯓ★ What I say during freaky time is none of my business ── 18+ MDNI / 2.8k ── Keeho eats reader out not much else to say
ᯓ★ Full package ── 18+ MDNI / 4.5k ── after catching a glimpse of the waistband of Keeho's underwear, you see the words "suck my dick" written on them and well— it becomes all you can think about
Strange thoughts ── 18+ MDNI / 1.4k ── You get very distracted by Keeho's pretty hands
Reap what you sow ── 18+ MDNI / 1.6k ── When you tell your best friend you don't think he can make you cum, he shows you just how wrong you are.
ᯓ★ Only NDA ── 18+ MDNI / 3k ── Keeho is finally in your city again which means only one thing...
ᯓ★ Two Three can play at that game ── 18+ MDNI / 5.4k / POLY ft. Jiung ── After a petty argument you take part in a challenge. The rules are simple: whoever comes first, gets punished.
From the passenger side ── 18+ MDNI / 4k ── You call your ex boyfriend drunk from a club for purely physical reasons—you tell yourself
You want... more? ── 18+ MDNI / 1.5k ── Sleepy Keeho wants to be taken care of, so that's exactly what you do... + a little more.
ᯓ★ Double the fun ── 18+ MDNI / 6k / POLY ft. Jiung ── Jiung has been harbouring secret feelings for his best friend's girlfriend, but when Keeho catches him kissing you and is not angry, he's given a surprising offer.
Summary ⟅ Sleepy Keeho wants to be taken care of, so that's exactly what you do... + a little more.
Requested: yes | @coerjjkms
Sub!Keeho x Older!Reader / ⟣ SMUT / 1.5k ⟢
Warnings: reader is older because keeho likes that :D, Grinding, dry humping, noona kink if you squint, handjob, overstimulation, overstimulation except KEEHO asks for it (this is making me insane), pet names, praise, sleepy cute irresistble keeho yes its a warning
Lily's note — 🪷 Guys I'm not joking I've been thinking about sub keeho since we posted the kinktober masterlist and I can't wait that long to read archies fic so the obsession took over and i had to write this cause I was going crazy.... yes its 2 am but idc lowkey if this is bad turn a blind eye LMAO
You had just wrapped the length of white ribbon around Keeho's biceps when he let out a soft breath of laughter from where he was lying beneath you, your legs straddling his hips.
"Baby, look at this."
Your fingers stilled around where you were looping the ribbon into a bow to look at his phone. You chuckled at the video—a cute cat refusing to be placed in a tub for a bath—before returning to the task at hand while Keeho continued his doom scroll.
You tightened the last knot just enough so that it was snug against his muscle, smiling at the way his skin bulged around the dainty fabric before sitting back on his lap to fully admire your work and the sight of him.
The muscles on his bare torso and chest were still slightly bulging from the earlier dance practice that left him exhausted. You could tell it was a more intense one than usual by his extra quiet demeanor and the way he'd clung to you since he first stepped into your apartment.
You loved seeing him like this, all tired and needy and stripped of any instinctual desire he had to be the leader he usually was, because at the end of the day, what he truly wanted in his heart of hearts, was to be taken care of by you.
It endeared you to no end seeing him lose all guard and inhibitions with you, because he felt safe. The thought of it made your heart swell with a sudden rush of adoration as your eyes trailed to his face, skin bare from any makeup, up to his unstyled hair that fell messily on his forehead.
He looked so soft; you were fighting against the urge to fold him up into a tight ball and squeeze the life out of him—the sound of his phone clicking shut brought your attention back to reality.
He strung an arm tiredly over his head, his eyes fluttering shut as his lips stretched into a soft yawn. He rolled his head over to look at the bow you'd delicately crafted, his mouth turning up at the corners.
"'S pretty, hmm?" you hummed, leaning forward to brush the hair out of his eyes.
He nodded and turned his head back to look up at you, his eyes falling shut when you settled back on his lap again.
You watched the rise and fall of his chest as his breathing picked up, his mouth falling open to release a shaky exhale. He took his bottom lip between his teeth, biting down when you shifted over the bulge you’d felt steadily growing since you first sat down over him.
You gave another small, experimental roll of your hips, pressing down harder to draw out a pleased moan from him. You smiled and reached out to take his chin in your hands, gripping firmly enough for his eyes to flutter back open and land on you.
“Tired, my love? Want me to take care of you?” you whispered.
He let out another sound, something between a hum and a groan, while nodding his head.
“I’ve got you baby,” you cooed, smoothing your hand up to cup his cheek. “Gonna take good care of you since you worked so hard today.”
You rocked faster over him until he was fully hard, his breaths growing bated, his eyes weakly fluttering with every rough drag of friction from the material of his pajama pants.
“Thank you, noona,” he murmured, his voice hazy and laced with vulnerability.
You smiled at the title, something he only ever really called you when he got like this instead of his usual baby or your name. You leaned down to press a kiss to his forehead. “Anything for my good boy.”
His expression turned bashful, a shy smile growing on his lips accompanied by a faint, rosy flush on his cheeks. “I like when you call me that…”
“Yeah?” You bucked harder until his smile fell, his lips parting in pleasure. “You are my good boy, taking everything so well for me…”
His head tilted back against the pillow to expose the expanse of his neck and the pretty vein raised from his skin. You ran your tongue along it, pausing at the center to lightly bite before soothing the faint teeth marks with a soft kiss. You kissed up his skin to his lips, taking them between your own in a tender kiss before dipping your tongue in to meet his, swallowing his soft groan before it could escape.
You ran a hand down his chest to ghost over his nipple, letting out a surprised yelp when his body jerked, almost throwing you off of him.
“Easy there,” you chuckled, settling back into your rhythm.
His hand shot to latch onto your wrist in an effort to maintain any emblem of control over his writhing body, the bow at his bicep digging deeper into his skin from his tight grip.
Your mouth practically watered at the sight, your body also screaming at you for relief. You could feel your arousal pooling and your clit throbbing painfully with every deep drag, but you pushed the sensation away to focus solely on him.
Keeho twisted his face to the side, burying it as far into the pillow as he could, his helpless moans growing louder then dissolving into short, broken gasps between muffled words. “O-Oh fuck—mm-feels so… ah! P-Please—”
You grinned, recognizing the signs of how close he was, how easily he came apart for you when he was so relaxed, soft, and pliant for you.
“Are you gonna come, Kyo?” You asked, voice low and sweet.
He whimpered through frantic nods. “Yes—yes, noona, wanna—”
“That’s it, baby. Let go for me.”
It was almost as if he was waiting for your command because the second it came, his body bowed high off the bed with a strangled cry as he came, his hips bucking up to meet yours through every pulse of his release.
His grip on your wrist went limp when his shuddering body fell back to the bed. While he came down from the aftershocks, you carefully climbed off his lap, your thighs aching from the exertion, only for his grip to tighten again.
“M-More,” he slurred, his voice foggy with exhaustion.
You raised your brows in surprise. “You want… more?”
“Mhmm…”
You barely heard the tired hum. You were going to say no since his eyes were already closed and he was very clearly on the brink of passing out, but then he opened them, sensing your hesitation, and seeing them so soft, round, and powerless was enough to crumble your resolve.
You sat on your knees beside him, your hand trailing to rest over the soaked spot of his pajama pants. You squeezed his still hard cock once, laughing when his body jolted beneath your touch.
“Fuck, you’re so sensitive, Kyo,” you mumbled, slipping your hands inside his pants.
“‘S s-so much—”
He gasped when you wrapped your hand around his sticky tip, rubbing your fingers around to coat them before you began jerking him with his own cum. He twisted away from you as a whole body shudder wracked through him, his body stretching and pulling taught at the ecstasy of your touch.
“Fuuuck, noona—” his voice cracked with a sweet little cry.
“Shh, I’ve got you,” you cooed, twisting your hand faster. “You wanted one more, baby. You can do it.”
His head thrashed wildly against the pillow while his hips alternated between twitching away to escape the overstimulation and fucking up to chase your mind numbing grip.
“C-Can’t noon, I can’t take it!” his hands warred to push yours away, but they stayed suspended and fisted in the air instead.
You couldn’t help the delighted laugh that escaped you, the sound growing when he groaned and whined out a broken, “It’s n-not funny,” followed by a strangled giggle of his own.
You focused on his tip, rubbing it with your palm in circles as the little sobs of pleasure streamed out without restraint. When you pressed down on his slit, his back arched, a final, desperate cry breaking free from his throat as his second orgasm teetered on the edge.
“Come for me, baby. Give me everything you have.”
It didn’t matter how many times you saw it, you’d never tire of seeing the look of bliss wash over him or the way his body shook through the intensity. You worked him through the peak, watching with entranced eyes when his back bowed even higher with a shattered, pleading sob. Only then did you still your hand.
He collapsed back onto the mattress and you barely caught sight of his glassy and unfocused eyes before they sealed shut. You pressed a gentle kiss to his lips before you began pulling your hand away.
“W-Wait—” he mumbled, his voice barely coherent. “Don’t let go…”
You smiled, your heart fluttering at the request. “Okay.”
You settled beside him, keeping your hand resting gently over his cock as it softened under your touch. You turned to pepper soft kisses across his cheek until his breathing slowly evened out, his body relaxing into sleep after the long day he’s had, aided by your touch.
When you were sure he was sound asleep you carefully pulled your hand free, untied the ribbon from his arm, and snuck away to the bathroom to wash up.
bsf!keeho x reader / stranger!soul x reader where keeho and yn go on a trip to japan and at the same place they're staying they meet this cute boy who's the place owner's son and keeho and yn are gyarus 🤞
i just think keeho would really suit gyuaru styles, the one with cheeta prints specifically (sorry idk the name) and i think it would be fun having him help yn with a gyaru transformation (and i need to see soul with a gyaru baddie)
Summary ⟅ After a long day of shooting, Keeho shows up at the door of the one person he's never too exhausted to see, you.
Keeho x reader / ⟣ Fluff / 1k ⟢
Lily's note — 🪷 Tooth aching fluff anyone?
"Keeho? What are you doing here?" You asked after opening the door to find him stood there in a comfy sweat set, his shoulders hunched, his face still decorated with the makeup from his earlier shoot.
"Do you not want me here?" He responded, lips pushed into a pout you would have cringed at were he any other grown man.
You rolled your eyes and tugged him in your apartment, locking the door quickly to turn and face him. Up close you could see the faint lines where his makeup had begun to crease and the hollowness beneath his eyes.
"I just mean because your shoot ran so late... shouldn't you be home sleeping? You look exhausted."
He inched closer until his toes brushed yours, dropping his forehead down to rest on your shoulder.
"I am...just wanted to see you."
Your heart swelled, threatening to burst through your chest. You'd only been together a few weeks and it wasn't the first time he'd spent the night, but it certainly was the first time he showed up unannounced. It made you feel nice knowing that even when he was exhausted, he wanted you.
You raised a hand to rub over his neck, your fingernails climbing to scratch at his scalp. A small, muffled moan broke past his lips, his hands snaking around your waist to press you closer to his body.
You turned your head to press a kiss to his hair, murmuring low into his ear, "Let's go to bed then, hmm?"
You felt him nod before he raised his head, rubbing roughly at his tired, bloodshot eyes, smudging his black eyeliner.
He slowly blinked them open, fixing them on your shoulder where his head had been.
"Oops, sorry..."
You twisted to look and found a makeup stain on the white cotton. You turned back to squint at him, his lips pulled tight into a sheepish smile that told you he wasn't sorry at all.
"Okay let's take your makeup off first."
You grabbed his hand to drag him along with you to your room, ushering him in the bathroom to brush his teeth.
When he emerged, dragging his feet and barely conscious, you quickly guided him to your bed, pulling back the covers for him to slip in. You sat on top of him, your legs straddling his waist, and reached over to your nightstand for the makeup wipes. You slipped a fluffy headband over his head to push his hair back, pausing to admire how adorable he looked, before plucking out a wipe from the pack.
Keeho's eyes were already half-lidded and threatening to shut, but he forced them open as you leaned over him.
"Close your eyes, Kyo."
"Wanna see you," he mumbled, the words slurring together.
"I'm not going anywhere," you said with a soft exhale.
He obeyed, allowing his eyes to slip shut, settling with resting his hands on either sides of your thighs.
You dragged the wipe across his forehead then down to his eyes, carefully removing the black smudges.
When you swiped at the concealer below his eyes, he winced, his face scrunching.
"Too rough?"
He shook his head no causing you to smile and lean down to peck his lips. You continued removing the makeup with gentle strokes down his cheeks, nose and jaw, his face relaxing after the long day beneath your caring touch.
When you finished you swiped a toner pad to get rid of any remaining makeup, following it with moisturizer.
You massaged the creme into his skin, reveling at the way his lips parted to let out a pleased sigh.
"Feels nice..."
"Yeah? You like being pampered?" you teased, expecting him to scoff or brush you off.
Instead, he nodded with another low moan, cracking his glassy, tired eyes open to look at you with an intensity that sent butterflies swarming through your stomach.
"You're so good to me," he said through a shaky breath.
"You deserve it all," you replied, stroking light circles on his cheeks with the pads of your thumbs. You leaned down to place a soft kiss in the tip of his nose, your heart soaring when his cheeks instantly tinged a light pink. "All mine."
His hands tightened on your thighs. "Mmm, love being yours."
You finished spreading the moisturizer, your hands cupping his jaw in your palms. "All done."
You laughed when he opened his mouth to speak, his lips stretching into a big yawn instead, his hands falling limply from your thighs to the bed a moment later.
When his eyes closed again, you took the opportunity to climb off of him until he quickly took hold of your body to pull you down onto his chest.
"Don't do that..."
"I was just gonna throw away the wipes, Keeho."
"Later..."
You relaxed in his hold, conceding to his wants. You pressed a kiss to his exposed collarbone, then along his neck, up to his jaw.
He tilted his head down to blindly chase your lips with his eyes still closed.
"You're so needy, Kyo..." you cooed, giving in to press your lips against his.
He smiled against your mouth. "You like it."
You took him being distracted as your opportunity to roll off of him and slide under the covers. The second your head hit the pillow he was flipping over to lay half over your body, his head nuzzling into your chest.
"Comfortable?"
"Umm," he grabbed your hand, placing it over the back of his head. When you began scratching it he sighed, the sound so soft and content it made your chest ache.
"Mmm, now I am."
He listened to the beat of your heart beneath his ear, letting it lull him to sleep.
"I love you," he whispered a few minutes later, the confession barely audible.
Your heart hammered harder in your chest, your breath hitching. It was the first time he said that to you.
Before you could respond, his breathing evened out completely, his body going slack against yours.
You kissed his hair, your fingers resuming their languid strokes.
"I love you."
He was already asleep, but you swore you felt him smile against your chest.
