Your eyes went wide at the sudden feeling of kicking against the side of your stomach, placing your hand over it. You weakly called out to Taekwoon, but he was nowhere to be found as you rolled slightly onto your side so that you could relax into the cushion that Taekwoon had left for you.
The gentle taps continued to come as you waited for Taekwoon to come back from the bathroom, waving him over as soon as the door opened. He was clueless as he sat down on the bed, feeling your hand wrap around his wrist straight away.
“What’s going on?” He asked you as you used your spare hand to lift the material of your shirt up so that you could place Taekwoon’s hand where you wanted it. “Is everything alright?”
You didn’t say a word, allowing your bump to do the talking as Taekwoon sat patiently with you. You were convinced that your baby had decided to settle, however as you rolled to shuffle just a little bit once again, the kick came that you had been searching for, catching perfectly where you had placed Taekwoon’s palm.
“Did the baby just kick?” He whispered, staring across at you with wide eyes, moving his hand around a little bit to feel for anything else. “Did that really just happen?”
“They’ve been wriggling around for quite a while whilst you’ve been in there,” you smiled.
Taekwoon’s head shook as he managed to catch yet another kick, feeling his heart race. His eyes turned down to look at your bump, chuckling softly in disbelief as yet another step in your pregnancy was ticked off of the list of things that Taekwoon was waiting to happen.
“How are you? Are you alright?” He asked, placing his other hand against your waist to keep you laying securely. “Are the kicks hurting you at all?” Taekwoon then added, relieved when your head shook back at him.
“It just feels a little funny,” you shyly laughed, glancing down at your bump too, “it really puts into perspective that there is a baby there and not just something that we see on a scan.”
It was a huge moment for Taekwoon too, having cuddled up to your bump for several weeks hoping that the first kick from your baby would come. “I bet they’re going to be kicking constantly soon,” he chuckled, “I can’t wait to be able to feel all of them.”
Your baby was still a couple of months away from arriving, but Taekwoon was already all over them, and you. If he had it his way, you would already be on bed rest and not moving at all, but you were a little too independent to let him do absolutely everything for you.
You knew that as your pregnancy went on though, Taekwoon’s help was going to be a huge benefit to you and something that you would absolutely need too.
“Do you need me to get you a pillow to rest on to be more comfortable?” Taekwoon asked you, keeping his eyes on you every single time that you moved. “I can go and get one of the ones out of the spare bedroom if you want one. How are you going to be able to sleep tonight if the baby is kicking you?”
Your head shook, encouraging Taekwoon to calm himself down. “I’m completely fine, and the baby isn’t going to kick forever too, it might take a little bit longer for me to get to sleep while their kicking, but they will stop.”
Taekwoon nodded as he let go of a deep sigh, “I’ve always wondered what this moment in pregnancy would feel like, but I never imagined it would be as surreal as this, our baby kicks so hard.”
You nodded in agreement with him, “tell me about it, my sides are going to be bruised and battered by the end of pregnancy, I’ve got a good couple of months of this yet.”
The thought of you being in pain from day one of your pregnancy had terrified Taekwoon, no matter how exciting the reward for it would be. For months the two of you had been trying to get pregnant, and when you finally did, he was on top of the world for weeks, struggling to believe that it was finally happening for you both.
Taekwoon didn’t know where to look as he continued to feel around for anymore signs of kicks from your baby. “I can’t believe they decided to kick when I was out of the room,” he huffed, eventually settling to look up at you with a pout on his face.
Your shoulders shrugged back at him, reaching your arm down to run your hand through his air. Despite the many cuddles that Taekwoon had given your bump, and many conversations they had shared too, your baby decided to wait until Taekwoon was gone.
“Maybe they decided that they prefer me to you,” you teased, watching Taekwoon’s smile drop, “letting me know that they prefer it when you’re not around to talk to them.”
“Don’t mess with me like that,” Taekwoon frowned, “I know that the baby loves listening to me.”
Your head nodded in response to him as Taekwoon brought his lips towards your bump, pressing several light kisses to it before mumbling words that were so quiet that not even you could pick up on what it was that Taekwoon was saying to them.
As the two of you began to settle, you were sure that your baby had done too, however as soon as Taekwoon began to move his hand away from the side of your bump, another kick came, letting the two of you know that they weren’t happy about the fact that Taekwoon had moved away. You grabbed his hand, quickly placing it back where it was to make sure that your baby knew that he hadn’t gone anywhere.
There was a look of confusion on Taekwoon’s face momentarily until you explained to him what had gone. Straight away he pressed his hand a little tighter against your bump to make sure that your little one knew that he was there.
His heart raced as he looked over your bump, struggling still to believe that as he felt the little taps that they belonged to his child. It was the first real sign of life that either of you had had from them, leaving the two of you both stunned as you rested.
“I don’t think we’ll get used to this for a while,” you whispered.
“Properly ever,” Taekwoon laughed as he moved his hand around the bump, “it’s the most touching thing to know that they’re in there.”
“They’ve been in there for a little while,” you teased, continuing to play with his hair, “it’s alright for you when you’re not the one actually getting kicked.”
Taekwoon’s eyes flickered up to look up at you again with a sympathetic smile on his face. “You know that I’ll be here to look after you all the time, especially when the baby decides to kick a little too hard against you.”
“I know, we’re both incredibly lucky to have you here with us,” you replied with a matching smile.
“I’m the lucky one,” Taekwoon firmly corrected, “not only do I have you, but now you’re growing my child, something that I, we, have looked forward to for so long.”
“We’re both pretty lucky right now.”
“I agree, there’s nothing more overwhelming and touching then becoming parents.”
Genre: Angst
Member: Leo/Taekwoon (VIXX) - feat. Ken and Hyuk
Words: 760
A/N: Look, I’m just as surprised as you are. I just found this in a document from 2015. I think someone wanted a second part, but I can’t find the message in my asks. I think it was going to be longer, but it after finding it, it seems finished. SURPRISE THOSE WHO HAVE BEEN HERE SINCE 2015!
Part 1
It’s been a few months. After his friends cleared out his things, life seemed a little brighter. But it was hard to break old habits. The kitchen light is still left on in case he comes home, home being not a place but a feeling. A feeling you hope he only gets when he’s with you. You still lay on your side of the bed. Sometimes you stay up waiting for him even though you know he’s not coming, a simple habit. The love you have for him never subsides.
To feel normal again, you go to your favorite cafe and order your usual minus the second drink. After the barista hands you your cup, you hear your name from across the small shop. Your eyes find Jaehwan and Sanghyuk waving you over.
“Hey, guys.” You try to smile.
“How’ve you been?” Jaehwan asks, taking note of your uneasiness.
“I’ve been… okay.” You lie.
“Are you sure?” Sanghyuk examines your face. Jaehwan kicks him under the table and gives him a warning look.
“How’s Taekwoon?” You quietly ask.
“Um… to put it simply, he’s been very quiet, more than he usually is. I don’t think I’ve seen him smile in a while. Even Hakyeon can’t get him to talk or laugh.” Jaehwan confesses, “He’s been a wreck.”
“Do you miss him?” Sanghyuk interrupts, earning another kick.
“Um, yeah, but there’s nothing really I can do. That’s just what happens when you leave someone you love.” You shrug solemnly.
“He misses you too.” Sanghyuk gives you a half-smile.
“Oh,” You nod slightly, not quite able to process what he said, “Well, it was nice seeing you guys again. I miss hanging out with everyone.”
“Trust me, we all miss you too,” Jaehwan assures you before you leave the cafe.
You were doing fine until you saw them. You rush back to your apartment before you burst into tears. Who were you kidding? You regret what you said to Taekwoon. It was better seeing him a few times than not seeing him at all.
You miss him.
His presence.
His voice.
His smile.
His laugh.
His embrace.
His intense yet kind eyes.
How his lips fit with yours.
The way he held you at night.
The way he sang so softly to you.
The sweet little notes he left you when you woke up alone.
You miss everything about him.
Now there is nothing left of him in your home. No reminders that it was real. That you were his at one point.
You hate when you get in this mood. Nothing gets done, and you just lay in bed, sleeping a little, reading for a bit, staring at the wall. The drink you ordered from the cafe sits cold on the bedside table. You watch the room turn orange and then fill with shadows. Maybe you should talk to your friends. Get your mind off of everything.
No, your friends can’t fix the pain that permanently resides in your chest. Is there a way to fix it? In all the movies you’ve seen, the heartbroken have always resorted to drinking. Maybe that would work? Even if it was temporary?
You find the unopened wine from that night and remove the cork. With a glass, you pour yourself a drink. As you lift it to your lips, a knock sounds at your door. You sit the drink down and head for the door in confusion as you’re not expecting anyone.
When you open the door, you freeze and stare at the disheveled figure before you. Taekwoon’s eyes are red as if he’d been crying. But he doesn’t cry. He doesn’t show emotions. You swallow hard as the two of you look into each other’s eyes in silence. A tear that rolls down his cheek breaks you immediately, and you shake from the sobs. You instinctively wrap your arms around his torso, him following along.
“I’m so sorry.” You hear his voice crack.
“No, I’m the one who should be saying sorry.” You nestle your face in his shirt.
“Y/N, you were right about everything. I just didn’t want to hold you down anymore. I wanted you to be happy and I thought that meant we had to separate.”
“I’m happy when I’m with you. Not just physically with you, but knowing you care and love me is enough. I was ignorant of it.”
His grip on you tightens, “I love you so much it hurts. And if you’ll have me-”
“Yes.” You cut him off, answering suddenly, unable to take it anymore.
A/N: I was watching a VeriVery video and Leo made an appearance and now I’m in a horrible Vixx loop that I haven’t been in, in a while.
N/Hakyeon:
(he’s beautiful)
The way Hakyeon gently swayed to the music was incredibly soothing, even to just witness and let alone to be rocked back and forth with him. “You can go back to bed you know.” Hakyeon said softly, looking at you on the couch as he stood and swayed gently. “I could. But this is just a family moment.” You said and smiled at your son, who was dozing off in his arms.
Hakyeon smiled at you, still swaying to the slow beat that filled your home. You moved from your spot and wrapped your arms his waist carefully, not to scare your son awake. “Your dancing soothes him.” You whispered, joining in on the swaying. Hakyeon looked down at his now sleeping son and you smiling at his little family.
“I hope you enjoy dance later on as much as you do now.”
Leo/Taekwoon:
(I love his smile so much)
Lullabies were a frequent in your home since you had, had a baby. When you came home after your first day of work since having a child, you followed Taekwoon’s sweet voice to the nursery. Your daughter was sat on his chest as he sang, her tiny fist clutching onto his shirt.
“You’re home.” He said softly, looking at you with a smile. “Yeah, I’m exhausted.” You said and went to sit on the floor by his legs. You rested your head on his thigh and looked up at your family. Taekwoon’s hand made it’s way to your hair, petting it lightly as you felt yourself going to sleep slowly. “I think you have the magic touch.” You mumbled, making him laugh a little, but not enough to wake your daughter. With his other hand, he stroked her hair looked back towards you.
“This still doesn’t feel real.”
Ken/Jaehwan:
You couldn’t blame your son for falling asleep during the movie, you yourself were out like a light. Being a new parent really starting to show in your fatigue. But you woke up when the end credits started to roll. “Seems like I’m the only one who found the movie interesting.” Jaehwan’s laugh was light as to not disturb the sleeping boy on his chest. “I’m sorry I fell asleep.” You said with a soft smile, it was the first moment in a while you had all been together and you had fallen asleep.
“No, no. It makes me feel good that my family is resting.” You patted your sons back lightly as Jaehwan spoke. “Especially you, you need your rest.” He added on and you looked at him. Kissing you softly, he pressed his forehead to yours.
“We have a beautiful son together, it’s even nice to just watch him sleep.”
Ravi/Wonshik:
Wonshik had decided to take your daughter to work, considering he had been working on his album non stop and leaving you with your daughter. He figured he could manage producing with a kid and give you a little break.
Well after hours of her tears and Wonshik wandering around like a mad man, she had finally fallen asleep on his chest. Did it make things difficult for him? Yes. Was it worth it? Absolutely. As much as he wanted to get work done, he couldn’t help but watch her as she slept peacefully.
“God, I’m so lucky to be your dad.”
Hongbin:
When you asked Hongbin to watch your son while you showered, you never expected to come back to the sight of them both sleeping soundly. Your son on his chest, Hongbin’s hand supporting him slightly in his sleep. “My boys.” You said softly, moving to sit next to him on your bed.
You trailed your finger’s through Hongbin’s hair waking him slightly, knowing he wouldn’t sleep well at night if he napped now. “Mmm.” He hummed, looking up at your face. “Parenting is tiring, isn’t it?” You asked slightly and gestured to your sleeping son. He smiled at you sleepily before covering his mouth as he yawned.
“Absolutely, but it’s totally worth it.”
Hyuk/Sanghyuk:
He was so adament about showing your daughter around his filming set and having her meet the cast of his new show. Hyuk was just so proud of her and she couldn’t even walk yet. “That’s my makeup artist. She makes sure daddy looks nice for the camera’s.” He said, waving your daughters at his makeup artist and making you laugh.
Your daughter was rested against his chest and you conversed with his makeup artist. Hyuk’s arm wrapped around you and pulled you close and you looked at your daughter as he continued talking. Noticing she had fallen asleep, you started to laugh. “I think we’re boring her.” You said and he looked down. She was completely knocked out, her fist clutching his shirt.
“I guess that’s our cue to go back home, let her have her beauty sleep.”
➳ published: 03.10.19
➳ god!au || genre: implied smut || dark || angst || rated: m
➳ pairing: jung taekwoon x reader
➳ summary: Taekwoon had seen you once in a meadow of flowers, singing sweetly as you picked your bouquet. As the God of the Underworld, he had never seen a beauty quite like you, one that could never be found in his home. Taekwoon would do anything to have you because even if you don’t love him now, one day you will.
➳ word count: 2.4k
➳ warnings: kidnapping, semi-erotic dream, no explicit smut
➳ author’s note: this is loosely based off the story of Hades and Persephone, it’s also my first time writing Taekwoon so I hope I did him justice.
A breath of fresh air.
That’s what Taekwoon thought you were, something he had never seen before in all his years of wandering this dreadful Earth. He rarely come out to mingle, his duties as ruler of the Underworld far too important to be dragging souls down the River but it doesn’t stop him from coming to meddle in the lives of humans. A flick of the wrist here, a whisper in the ear there and he can influence someone’s life for better – or worse, usually worse but there you were, a beauty in the meadow, a flower ready to be picked, and Taekwoon became consumed with the need to know you.
He spent days in the shadows, consulting those who knew you, learning about you and what he learnt was that you were the light he needed in his cold life.
Taekwoon isn’t able to spend too long on the Earth because he needs to rule the Underworld, he has duties that he cannot neglect and his presence causes disasters, so on his last day he approached you. He couldn’t help himself, he needed to see you, have something that would last him the months away. Of course, you are tending the meadows, picking blooming flowers and creating beautiful bouquets to give to people whose days you wanted to brighten.
The shadow that sends a shiver up your spine was more than Taekwoon blocking the sun from your glowing skin but because he sucks the life out of everything around him. “Hello,” a deep voice greets you. You are taken aback by his features, looks that do not come from where you are because you would have definitely have seen them; the chuckle that he gives at your staring makes your cheeks blush and he offers you a hand so you can stand up.
His touch is cold, like the bite of a winter morning but the look in his captivating, dark brown eyes is surprisingly warm even if his face looks displeased by everything there is. His black, sheer shirt is loose on him, the sleeves rolled up to his elbows and showing black thorn vines circling his arms, leading to a place where your imagination can only wonder. The pants that he wears are tight fitting, polished leather shoes completing his dark ensemble but what really stands out is his hair – as black as the night sky but as the sun beats down behind him, it’s given the illusion that it’s a sapphire blue.
Taekwoon is the opposite of all that you are.
A warm spring day, your skin glowing in the fields that surround you because as you breathe, the birds sing, when you smile, a flower blooms and your voice is carried on the breeze, whispering and spreading new life into everything blessed enough to hear it. Your dress is sunshine yellow, as bright as you and your toes dig into the Earth beneath your feet because you refuse to wear shoes – the need to be connected to what’s around you. While his face is impassive, indifferent to the marvel of the world because he’s seen it all; your eyes are filled with awe and wonder because you could see the lambs frolicking in the meadows a thousand times and still find enjoyment in it.
Complete opposites, day and night, Heaven and Hell, hot and cold. Things that never go together but cannot be without the other; that’s what Taekwoon feels with you, you could never survive in a world where your light is dimmed but he could never survive without you.
“Hello,” you smile, dazzling him with the beauty of you, “can I help you, stranger?”
You could help him by giving his heart back, a heart you unknowingly stole weeks ago, “I saw you picking flowers, alone in the meadow and thought you would like some help?” Taekwoon’s lips quirk upwards a little because there was more to it than this, a plan he had concocted over time as he observed.
All it takes is a little time, a whisper and a nudge can change your fate and that is what Taekwoon wanted. Your fate is to live sweetly in a life filled with bliss and love but it is a life you would live without him and he isn’t sure that he could watch you with another man, being loved and cherished in ways he could do better. A simple touch, a peck on the cheek and dreams filled with his name is all it takes for you to find him – is all it takes for you to love him.
Love is nothing but delusion, rose coloured lens to blind you from what the other person is like but love is bittersweet, filled with fantasies that you believe mixed with the truth that life is never always as smooth as it seems.
That’s where he is, deluded that things will be perfect, that he can finally have some life breathed into the world that he’s bored with. Taekwoon believes that as long as you are in his world, then everything will be as bright as you are – not thinking about how his world is designed to suck the soul out of anyone who lives there.
Taekwoon, a name that sounds so sweet when leaving your lips, visits you in the meadow every day; his comings and goings left a chill in your heart that you deluded yourself into thinking that it was you missing his presence. When he would bid you goodbye, a kiss on the cheek before parting, you could tell that your heart was leaving with him; a part of it begging and hoping that he would stay for a second more, another fleeting kiss before leaving your arms but it also had you longing for the next moment that you would see him.
You are his drug, the thing that blurs his fantasy and reality because even though he had to uphold his duties – you are his mind can seem to focus on. He needs you, to see you, touch you and taste your lips but he would have to stay away for a few days at a time so that he didn’t upset the balance. Every time the fantasy of you seemed to slip away from his fingertips, he would visit you, always find you waiting in the meadow and looking as beautiful as you did the last time.
“Stay,” you whisper, heart aching as his fingers intertwined with your own, “stay here with me.” Taekwoon knows his heart does every time he leaves; his heart remains attached to you until he comes back to reclaim it. He wraps his arms around your waist, resting his forehead against yours as he inhales deeply, your scent intoxicating to his senses. “Taekwoon, I bare to be away from you any longer.”
He bites his bottom lip, oh how he loves hearing the way you say his name, he knows that everything he’s worked towards is reaching that pivotal point where you would only want him and no one else. It’s a bad choice in accepting your plea to stay but Taekwoon cannot deny you, not when your tears glisten unshed in your eyes and the soft quiver of your lips makes a lump form in his throat. “I’ll stay,” he whispers against your lips, kissing you so softly it takes your breath away. “For you, I’ll stay as long as you want me.”
There should have been no harm in him staying, as days turned to months and you were in constant bliss because he left you feeling hot with the fever of love while the days began to grow colder, plants began to wilt and die and animals moving to find warmer days. There should have been no harm in being with the one you love because love is beautiful and sweet. Love doesn’t hurt, it doesn’t bring pain because it fills you with a warmth you cannot explain but that’s the illusion, love is blind and you’ll refuse all the signs around you as long as you’re in love.
Nothing could be wrong as long as the way Taekwoon made you feel was right and so you lived for months in this fantasy that deluded you into thinking that everything was right and nothing could ever be wrong. Taekwoon should have known better as he woke up and didn’t hear the birds singing, as he looked out the window and watched as darkness began to surround the land that was once blossoming with life. He should have known it was high time that he left but he couldn’t steal you away from what you knew, not when you were so content with everything you had.
Taekwoon looks down at your sleeping form, bare back exposed to the chill of the night as he trails a finger down your spine and he hears your soft moan at his cool touch; a rare smile quirks his lips and he leans down to whisper in your ear. “It’s time, my love,” he places a kiss behind your ear as he leaves the bed to prepare for the trip back to his home.
He’s going to take you with him this time, that way he can fix the damages he’s done to the Earth and remain in the Underworld with his future bride by his side.
A dream swirls into your mind as you feel Taekwoon leave the bed, your body too content and happy to move as you fall into a deep sleep that evokes all forms of emotions inside your beating heart. Taekwoon’s lips ghost over your bare skin, lips praising the way your body looks in the dim glow of candlelight as his fingers massage your hips; his touch is burning, fighting off the bite of the cool ground that you are laid upon. His breath tickles, goosebumps forming where his lips place and soft whimpers leave you as you clench your thighs together to ease the ache that begins to form between them. He’s always had a way over your body, a way of having you under his command and you don’t want him to stop as his head move lower down your body and strong hands force your legs apart.
You shift in your sleep, acting out your dream as Taekwoon prepares everything you need to leave; he watches your back ache, legs tangling in the sheets and part of him wishes he could crawl back in and make that sexual fantasy you’re dreaming of, a reality but he needs to be prepared before you wake up. You have expressed your want to live here until you are old but you won’t grow old, not with him and Taekwoon cannot stay here any longer before it has catastrophic consequences.
“Baby,” you moan in your sleep and he swallows thickly as he carries the bag out the door and to his chariot that’s awaiting his departure.
The dream begins to shift, the air suddenly shifts as you watch everything begin to die around you while Taekwoon remains between your legs. His hair shimmers blue, eyes turning black as a sadistic smile watches you and you hear the calls of the dead, souls suffering for eternity. You sit up quickly, scrambling to get away from this image that haunts your mind but everything seems to be gone, destroyed and ruined as Taekwoon follows you.
All the signs that you chose to ignore, your subconscious shows you. The flowers you picked the day before, wilted in the flower vase, the birds you loved hearing during the warm afternoons were no longer around and the village that was once full of life is vacant and empty but you never noticed. You jolt awake, the haze of the nightmare settling in as you look around to see a cold cabin and the chill that bites at your skin makes your heart race as you become aware of the reality.
He’s not who he says he is.
You had heard of the legends, the stories mothers tell their children to scare them; stories of the Gods and the consequences that happen when they stay too long, become angry or bored. You didn’t see the signs because you didn’t believe and how could you, life had been filled with happiness when Taekwoon came into it – not realising that he was draining life from everything around him. He should have known better and you shouldn’t have been a fool in love; you cannot point the blame when you didn’t see the signs.
Your feet touch the cold wood, tiptoeing towards the open door and you see Taekwoon loading up a chariot. Fear pierces your heart as you realise that he’s taking you with him, that he knows it’s time for him to leave and he’s going to steal you away. His eyes catch the flash of white that rushes from the door towards the open meadow, he calls you name but you only give him a look of fear as you run towards the safety of the woods.
“You’re not getting away from me,” Taekwoon mutters to himself as he watches you run, nightgown fluttering behind you as you try to create as much distance as you can. Lifting a hand, he clenches his fist and you scream, stopping as the ground begins to shake; you look back to see Taekwoon, the man you thought you loved changing before you to reveal the God of the Underworld – still as handsome but more dangerous and scarier.
The shaking causes you to fall down, fear gripping you as you hope to wait out the earthquake that he’s causing. He’s not going to let you go, you can feel that in your rapidly beating heart, Taekwoon is not going to stop until you are his forever and the tears that stream down your cheeks, the pleas that escape your mouth as you pray for someone to save you, fall on deaf ears because no one will save you – not now. You begin to fall, the ground swallowing you as you try and fight, fight to get away but it’s too late; you realise that this is your fate as the ground closes up around you.
All it took was a little time, a whisper and a nudge in the right direction and your fate was changed.
“Even if you don’t truly believe you love me now,” his voice surrounds you, arms wrapping around your waist as you keep your eyes squeezed shut, hoping to chase away the bad dream. “One day, you will.” He’ll wait for that day to come, even if it take centuries for you to say it back – he’s deluded himself into thinking that one day, you will.
You’re lying on your bed as your boyfriend Taekwoon enters your shared apartment. It’s been weeks since you’ve seen your boyfriend, him being on tour with his band. You practically throw the book you were reading across the room and leap out of bed towards the living room. You turn the corner and see him, your beautiful Taekwoon, also known as Leo by his fans. “My beautiful Leo,” you chime as you hug him tight.
“Ah, Jagi…I told you not to call me that,” he whines as he covers his face.
“Hey! Don’t cover that beautiful face! I already had to live without it for two weeks! You’re not going to keep me from seeing it again!” you playfully tease as you pull his hands away. He holds you tight, laughing into the crook of your neck.
“I’ve missed you Jagi.”
You hug him tight.“And I’ve missed you.”
“Really? How much?” he questions teasingly. You pull away from his embrace and look him in the eyes.
“Let me show you.”
You take him to your shared room and begin to kiss him passionately. His hands are all over you, moving up and down your sides as you run your hands through his hair. You push him slightly until his legs hit the bed. He sits down as he watches you slowly undress, shaking his head as you tease him with your hips. You walk up to him and kiss him sweetly, hands in his hair as you straddle him. You move your hands down to his front and pull off his shirt swiftly, reattaching your lips with his once it’s off. Moving down to his neck, he gasps as your lips start to leave marks. Taekwoon has his hands on your waist, rubbing your sides as you continue to mark him up. You take your time, wanting to show him just how beautiful you know he is. He lays back and shuts his eyes, unable to handle the feeling of your lips all over him. You reach his chest, and run your nails softly over his torso. You smirk as you see the muscles contract, and you lean down to give each of his collarbones a lovebite. He groans softly, and you use all your strength not to moan at the beautiful sounds leaving his mouth. You leave marks all over his chest, your hands rubbing where your lips aren’t touching.
You want to feel all of him; you want to take in all of his beauty like you feel he deserves. You tease his nipples, and his hands instantly go to your sides, hands grabbing onto your waist tightly. You take one in between your teeth and gently pull, a soft moan leaving his mouth in response. Your hips buck against his without warning, and you both let out a long, strained moan. You move further down, and once your reach the v of his stomach, you freeze. You look at him as you lower your head down, eyes still on his face as you leave a small mark on his hip bone. He whines and a hand moves to your hair, petting you softly. You make sure to leave a mark on his other one, knowing how sensitive he is there. He’s getting impatient, but he knows not to say anything when you get like this. You rarely take control, but when you do, you take your time. You make sure he feels everything you feel for him. You make sure he knows how much you love him and his beautiful body. You slowly pull down his pants, taking his boxers with them. He hisses at the cold air rushing to his cock, and you can’t help but stare as it bounces off his stomach. You kiss up his thighs, making sure to leave plenty of love bites on each of them. He’s getting needier by the minute, but you can’t help it. You love his body too much. You want to feel him all the time, and knowing you can’t, you try to make the most of the time you do have with him.
Finally, you take his cock in your hand, closing your eyes as you hear him let out a long and whiny moan. His voice is music to your ears, even when he’s not singing, you can’t get enough of it. His singing voice is almost as arousing and as beautiful as his moans. You kiss the tip of his cock, and he lets out another whine. You look Taekwoon in the eyes as you let him into your mouth. He props himself on his elbows, moving your hair to one side so he can see what you’re doing. You sink lower and lower until he hits the back of your throat, and you can’t help but let a moan slip. The vibrations are too much for him; he grabs a hold of your hair tightly as he moans loudly. You move, bobbing your head up and down on him, letting your tongue run against the underside of his dick. Curses and moans are spilling from his plump lips over and over, your name coming out every now and then. You moan again on his cock as he hits the back of your throat again, loving the feeling of him in your mouth.
“Jagi..Jagi please..stop,” he whines. You let him out of your mouth with a pop, and he doesn’t give you a second to catch your breath before he pulls you by your hair to crash his lips onto yours. You moan against his lips, and he takes the opportunity to lay you down on your back. He runs a hand down your body, landing in between your legs. He makes sure you’re wet enough before teasing your entrance with his cock. You whine against his lips, and wrap your arms around his back to brace yourself. He slowly enters you, the both of you moaning so deliciously. Taekwoon’s head falls back, his mouth open and his eyes shut tight. He opens his eyes to look right into yours. You’re in such a trance that you can’t even let out a moan. His stare is so intense, so full of love and lust, you can’t look away. He unwraps your arms around him, and takes your hands in his as he starts to move. You wrap your legs around his waist, making him go deeper. Moans are spilling from your lips as he makes love to you so right. He leans down and kisses your neck, making sure to get the spot right behind your ear. He moves down to your collarbones, giving you the same love bites that you gave him. He can’t help but chuckle as you gasp at the feeling of his teeth sinking into your skin.
He leaves marks and bites everywhere he can reach, but before you both know it, you reach your highs together. You both moan loudly, your names leaving each other’s lips. He rests his forehead against yours as he rides out your highs. “I love you so much.”
You take his head in your hands, making him look into your eyes. “I love you too.” Taekwoon smashes his lips on yours, wrapping his arms around you tight. He pulls out slowly, hissing as you whine at the loss. He gets up and grabs the towel that’s conveniently waiting for him on the night stand, cleaning up the both of you soon after. He lays down next to you, pulling you to his chest, your wrap an arm around his waist as he does the same to you, unable to be away from you for one more second. He kisses you sweetly as you fall asleep against his chest, thinking of how lucky you are to be with someone as beautiful as him.
Request: None
Warnings: None?
A.N.- This is my first time writing for VIXX, please let me know what you think! Feel free to request!
Hakyeon (N):
Would often initiate cuddling and physical contact. Would lie face to face with you, holding you as close as possible, tracing patterns into your skin or playing with your hair. Every once and a while pressing kisses to your lips or nose.
Taekwoon (Leo):
Would almost never initiate cuddling unless he wanted attention or was feeling tired. He would lie behind you, wrapping his arms around you pulling you close, molding his body to yours. He would listen to your steady breathing and occasionally kiss your neck.
Jaehwan (Ken):
Usually initiates cuddling when he is tired, otherwise will just hug you whilst trying to make you laugh. Would lay your head on his chest so you can listen to his heartbeat. He would wrap his arms around you, rubbing his thumb over your skin soothingly.
Wonshik (Ravi):
Will initiate cuddling when tired or wanting attention. Would have you lay your head on his chest, tangling your legs together. He would wrap his arms around you, hands sneaking up your shirt in order to rub your skin. Will sometimes turn cuddles into tickle fights.
Hongbin:
Usually won’t initiate cuddling, mostly a spur of the moment decision. Would lay his head on your chest, listening to your heartbeat. The sound relaxing him as he traces shapes into your skin. Sometimes will also pull you into his lap while he is sitting, wrapping his arms around your waist locking you into place. Will press kisses to your shoulders and neck.
Sanghyuk (Hyuk):
Would rarely initiate cuddling, but when he wants to relax, would lay behind you, wrapping his arms tightly around you. He would nuzzle his face into the back of your neck, occasionally pressing kisses into your skin.
