You were just being a good big sister accompanying your 15 year old sister on the meet and greet of Monsta X. You know from your sister and you can sing along to their songs with no problem. Your sister plays thwir song all day, in the car, in the house even when she’s taking a shower and to be honest its kind of getting into you too. But you’d never imagine that you will have to go to their meet and greet but you couldn’t say no to your sister because she begged you and the only way for her to go is for you to accompany her. So here you are seating at the 3rd row beside your hyped up sister. You were waiting for your turn to come up to the stage and have your merchandises autograpohed and meet them face to face. Like touch them, say something to them and everything a fan could dream of. Finally its your turn and your sister went ahead of you, it was Shownu who were first and then Kihyun, Wonho, Minhyuk and then Jooheon. When you were in front of Jooheon you suddenly stopped and stared at him intensely. You never thought he could be this handsome in real life. You know they are all handsome but Jooheon just screams swag, handsomeness and he is very manly. Then he gave you a smile and those deep dimples appeared and then he turned cute in juat a few seconds. You gave him a weak smile.
“Ahhh you have dimples too” Jooheon touched your cute dimples beside your mouth. (Pretend you have a dimple if you have none :) coz that’s what we do here, picture ourselves with them). All you can do is nod because you are such in awe with his handsomeness.
“Normally, they would ask us a lot during this time, are you really this quiet? ” Jooheon stopped signing the slogan you handed him to look at you . Your sister heard this and gave a quick glance to you and Jooheon.
“She’s in shock,” your sister butted in and apologized to Jooheon for you.
You blinked a few times and inhaled deeply. You took his hand held it with both of yours pulled all your courage to say this.
“You are the best thing Ive ever seen in my whole life. And I’d like to thank the heavens for my parent ro not allow my sister to be here without me”
Jooheon laughed. He laughed so loud it echoed in the whole place. All the members looked at both of you with curious eyes.
“This one is funny” he told them.
Once again he touched your dimples with his thumb, this time it brushed a little at the side of your lips. Giving you a quick jolt inside. He looked at the side searching for someone, he then nodded to that person which you guessed is one of their staff.
“Jooheon Hyung,” Changkyun coughed bringing Jooheon back to reality.
“I hate to interrupt the flirting but you will need to move forward with me” Changkyun motioned to the seat in front of him.
As you gather your things to move Jooheon caught your hand and leaned forward a little. “I will see you again Miss.” He whispered in a low husky voice.
You kept your eyes on him though you were moving to sit in front of Changkyun trying to figure out if what he said is an invitation or a threat.
Changkyun coughed again to get your attention.
“Look at me, don’t look at him again, you attracted a lot of attention already, just act natural and he will see you again if he says he does.” Changkyun smiled at you before waving goodbye. You stole a quick glance at Jooheon before you get off the stage and he looked at your way before signing a magazine for a fan in front of him. He smiled at you, again revealing those deep dimples that you want to see up close again.
(To be continued)
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hyungwon wakes up at twelve thirty that saturday when his mother bangs on his door for the third time and yells at him that they're leaving. hyungwon fumbles for his phone to check the time, then groans, but rolls over to his back and tries to keep his eyes open. the lingering edges of sleep tug at him, soft and tempting. he waits for the sound of the front door being closed and then, faintly, car doors chucking shut and an engine starting from the driveway, before pulling himself up.
the room is soft and murky with the blinds shut, and he navigates around it by heart, eyes half closed. he pulls the string to check, and the bright sunlight immediately stings in his eyes. he lets the blinds fall back down.
the second floor hallway is empty, and his brother's door is closed. hyungwon slips into the bathroom and drops his clothes in the hamper, stopping to piss before stepping into the shower cabin. the water takes a minute to get warm, as fucking always. he rubs his face with the cold water, starting to lose feeling in his toes. at least it wakes him up. after heading back up to the attic to pull on a pair of sweats and a new t-shirt he goes downstairs to find something to eat.
the house is quiet, in a restful way rather than deserted. hyungwon sits on the counter while the microwave is humming beside him and enjoys the solitude. he could have left gwangju, applied for a college somewhere else. maybe he should have. sometimes the presence of everything homely that you can't get away from gnaws at him until he wants to scream. but it's easy, it's so easy to stay, to yield to everything holding you back, tying you down.
it's an hour later and hyungwon is reclined against his pillows in the cushiony mess of clothes and sheets on his bed, playing video games when the phone rings. he digs it out from underneath his blanket with his left hand and deftly sweeps the call in with his thumb without his eyes really leaving the tv screen.
"hello?"
"hey, hyung," comes changkyun's voice.
hyungwon's right hand stills on the controller. "hey." he reaches his thumb up and presses pause.
"what's up?" changkyun asks.
"uh. not much."
"are you at home?"
hyungwon puts the controller down beside him and leans back, shifting the phone to his right hand. "yeah."
"you have time?" changkyun's tone is light, but he speaks slowly, pausing a moment before every sentence.
"yeah, why?"
"wanna head out for a bit?"
hyungwon bites his lip. "okay," he says. "where are you?"
there is a quiet snort on the other end of the line. changkyun doesn't reply right away, and there is a shuffling noise, like of shoe soles against ground. "outside your house."
hyungwon gets up and crawls to the end of his bed, pulling the string of the blinds with a jerk. lo and behold, there's he standing, on the sidewalk outside the driveway, looking up towards hyungwon's small window on the third floor, phone pressed against his ear. hyungwon snorts too, grinning. below, a grin spreads on changkyun's face as well. hyungwon isn't sure if he can see him or if he just heard the smile.
hyungwon licks his lips. "okay," he says. "i'll be down in a minute."
he changes into jeans and pulls on his black adidas zip-up, then jogs down the stairs and steps into his sneakers.
changkyun is still standing in the same spot, but with both hands in his pockets now. hyungwon's steps slow, coming to stand in front of him.
Hyunwoo: would be sweet and awkward; he would hold you close to his body and give you feather light kisses. He would nuzzle himself close to your face and kiss your neck and jaw and take things really slow which would confuse you because “is he teasing me or is he just being cautious?”
Hoseok: it would be passionate and gentle at the same time. He’d have his damn tongue down your throat but he would be holding your head steady in his hands as he rubs his fingers in your hair or rubbing circles on your cheeks and neck.
Minhyuk: he would be cute and giggly. It would be a mixture of seriousness and giggles and fun all at the same time. There would be a lot of small kisses, a lot of pecks in between so you could breathe. You can definitely feel him smiling into your kisses.
Kihyun: is the worlds biggest tease when it comes to making out. He would run his hands all over your body and kiss everywhere on your face before actually kissing you and then when he does kiss you he goes at it hard. He’ll grip your head and hold you to him but he’d still be gentle.
Hyungwon: strives to make every kiss perfect. Would definitely have his hands on you, holding your sides in a non-sexual way (unless you’ve made it clear you want that). He’d just hold you to acknowledge you’re there, taking small breaks to look at how beautiful you are.
Jooheon: would also be playful. He’d nibble on your lips and tease you by kissing your neck and holding your head still. He would love it when you hold him to keep yourself steady. He’d definitely be the noisiest out of the group when it comes to kissing.
Changkyun: would always be a little nervous. He’d be the most like Hyungwon. Would really love playing with your hair while kissing you. He would stop a few times to whisper to you how much he likes/loves you all while looking at you as if you’re his whole world.
↳ it’s Halloween. Jooheon’s a baby. you think it’s funny.
anon asked: fluff scenario where u rly like scary movies/haunted houses and jooheon rly likes u so he tries to take u to see scary movies and go to haunted haunted houses with u but he’s a scared ‘lil pup and u end up having to comfort him
A/N: it doesn’t have as much fluff as i originally wanted it to, so i apologize. also i’m a bit rusty so please forgive how lame it is - admin taylor
It was that time of year again; the leaves were changing from their normal greens to hues of orange and red, some even beginning to fall to the ground in crunchy heaps. Jooheon dreaded the autumn season, for nothing other than the fact that it meant Halloween was around the corner. There was nothing that Jooheon liked less than to be jump scared, especially not by people wearing realistic looking horror masks.
“No,” he said sternly shaking his head back and forth at your proposal “I certainly will not go to a haunted house with you, you know I hate that sort of thing.” He crossed his arms across his chest and let out a puff of air to further prove his point.
Sighing you nod your head and begin to take drastic measures in hopes that he’ll change his mind. Letting your lip jut out, you whine quietly “But you love me, right Jooheonie,” feigning sadness you begin to sniffle back fake tears “and if you love me, you’d do anything to make me happy, right?” You questioned him, never once letting your gaze waver. You knew as soon as Jooheon heard you question his love for you, he’d be done for and you’d eventually get your way. And sure enough, Jooheon let out a heavy sigh as he turned on his heels to gather his belongings and take your hand, almost dragging you out of your home and to the amusement park.
After what seemed like hours of waiting in the line to get in, it was finally your turn to enter the house. Jooheon looked at you, his face tense with anxiety and fear. You grip his hand tightly as you both make your way through the large wooden door of the establishment. As soon as you step foot inside the house a man with a chainsaw jumps in front of you, screaming as he starts his tool. With a scream, Jooheon jumps and turns to look at you. You can’t help yourself from laughing at his overreaction. Gripping your hand tightly Jooheon continues to scream and starts running, not looking back. “Jooheon,” you finally yell, trying to get his attention “J-Jooheon, slow down, we’re missing half of the attraction!” At this point you’re panting as Jooheon has led you through almost the entirety of the haunted house, not stopping once.
Shaking his head back and forth, finally beginning to slow down at a seemingly safe spot, Jooheon turns back to you. “I told you this was a bad idea! You just had to come here didn’t you,” Jooheon begins to pout as he nervously looks around the room he’s brought you in “you couldn’t have picked something nicer to go do? Like how about riding the ponies or something?” He’s huffing as he tries to scold you, never once letting go of your hand. Sitting down on the ground, he pulls you along with him. As you’re both sitting, you can feel him begin to shake in fear.
Feeling at fault for his unease, you squeeze his hand and wrap your arms around his waist. “I’m sorry I made you do something you’re uncomfortable with, I just thought it’d be funny to see you get scared and be all clingy with me,” you sigh and apologize feeling awkward for putting Jooheon in this situation “I guess I kind of wanted to tease you a bit because I love you or whatever,” you still continue speaking even though Jooheon hasn’t responded. You reach your hand up and run your fingers through his hair, and lightly rub his shoulders, feeling the tense muscles begin to relax. You’re not even entirely sure if Jooheon had heard what you’d said, or if he consciously knew you were touching him, as he’s still flicking his eyes over his surroundings.
Abruptly standing up once more, Jooheon looks down at you and motions for you to get up as well. “Come’n let’s get out’a here,” he holds his hand out to you, helping you up as you begin to search for the exit. Walking at a brisk pace you both see the handmade signs leading you to the exit becoming more frequent. Looking up at Jooheon, you see him breathing heavy as his eyes are wide open, searching for any unwanted prisoners and killers. Nearing the final turn that would lead you to the doors for the exit, even your footsteps begin to seem faster. The atmosphere in the house has changed and you feel as uncomfortable as Jooheon looks. As you turn the corner suddenly someone in a clown costume and an axe comes out of nowhere. In surprise you scream and cling to Jooheon’s arm tugging on him as he does the same to you.
Jooheon turns to look at you before enclosing his arm around yours, intertwining your fingers as he quickly begins to run around the clown figure, screaming the entire way. Bursting out of the building at such high speed and high pitch that most of the other patrons are looking your way. Ignoring their glances, Jooheon takes you to a secure spot, far away from the haunted house. He pants a few times before speaking “You’re right about one thing, Jagi,” he takes his arm and brushes off the sweat lining his brows “it really is funny seeing someone you love get scared and clingy!” Having him throw your words back at you made you retaliate by smacking his arm and playfully pouting, after he gets his giggles out he puts an arm around your shoulder and brings you in close to him “But you have to admit, we really should’ve gone to ride the ponies.”
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Surprise! Another one so soon! It was thankfully a quick edit. :)
Summary:
The ups and downs of vampiric life as seen through the youngest's eyes. For Changkyun it's not easy being a vampire, but after seeing what the others have to go through, he thinks maybe he doesn't have it so bad.
Request: “Could you please write a kihyun smut? You can pick the scenario and circumstances, I don’t mind!”
Credits to owner. I can’t find any gif
You were a regular costumer at a certain cafe and you were only there for a daily basis, you didn’t want staying at your room for the whole day and you plan to be somewhat productive today, although you have no clue what to do exactly. You took the time to pamper yourself since it was an essential routine.
You dressed like a lady today to which really showed how feminine you are. You sat down unto a table near the door as you looked up unto the menu, before you could ask any assistance, a tall cunning man arrived near you, a smile lingering unto his lips as he reached out his hand. He was no familiar than the scent of the bread from the kitchen.
"Hey, are you alone?" The male asked in a polite tone although his expression didn't match with it.
"Sorry, I have plans." You respond as you turned your head away from him, even flipping your hair to express how you didn't bother getting to know him, although still he insisted, even grabbing you by your left arm already as if he knew you all this time, you grunt at his tight grip and tug as you struggled to free away from his firm hold. Later on, a waiter, tall and defined, approached the scene, his hand grasping against the other male's arm as it gradually got tighter, seeing how your face were all flustered.
"Excuse me sir, but do you by chance, know this lady?" The waiter finally was able to release you from his clasp as he forcibly threw his hand away.
"I don't know this guy." You protested to support the the waiter's suspicion as he threw him out of the cafe to which took him 2 minutes to do that. You remained seated during the process as staffs would start crowding in with the waiter. As the atmosphere calmed and the tension dispersed, the waiter approached you sincerely with a 90 degree bow as he asked if you were alright. You’d nod from his inquiry but then before he could resume to his work, he noticed the faint red across your arm to which the previous man had held unto. He then gently lifts your arm to which you gasped at his sudden intrution.
“You’re not well, miss. I shall tend to your bruise.” The waiter insisted although before you could protest, the male already headed to another room to which you suppose where he keeps all his stuff. You scoffed and pouted as another staff handed you a latte with a sincere apology. You gestured a bow as a thanks. Then the male came bursting out from his room with an ice pack at hand, but before he could apply into you, the manager of the cafe halts him.
“Don’t treat her inside the cafe, it’s unpleasing to the eye, especially for a cafe. Do it somewhere else, this is not a hospital.” The apricot-faded hair waiter motioned a smile and a bow as he then escorted you out from the cafe, and to a narrow alley to which was behind the shop.
“Sorry, I hope you don’t mind.” The male exclaimed as he had the ice pack to press against your bruise, you flinch from the sudden touch against your skin to which he gently placed his palm unto your left arm, as if to prevent you from trying to flee away from the pressure of the ice pack. You fidget although your body seem to trust him, especially how his palm would rest serenely against your skin. You remained quiet for a moment as he instructs you about how the ice pack should be wrapped in a towel or a cloth dampened with cold water.
“Then, you should press it like that for about 10 minutes.” The male continued as you nod at each statement he exclaimed. You realized about how you’ve got 10 minutes with him and you haven’t even seen what the color of his orbs are. He was on the ground with one leg kneeling down to maintain his composure. Your legs weren’t that far from his waist, you struggled to remain calm since you gradually became flustered.
“Excuse me, but may I know your name? I’ve been a regular in this cafe and I seem to fail to familiarize the staff there.” You uttered as he finally glanced unto you, cocoa orbs glistens as a faint red would appear unto your cheeks. He then would notice the faint blush as he slightly chuckled.
“I’m Kihyun. I’m a permanent employee here. I’ve been here for about three years and I can’t be blamed about you not being able to know me because I usually work behind doors. I mostly do the baking and I rarely would serve, it’s just a coincidence that today is the day that I decided to become a waiter.” He spoke as he seem to press his palm against you harder. You felt you were already being squeezed as you cleared your throat, attempting to somewhat make him aware of his actions. But he didn’t seem to mind it.
“I’m aware that you’re a regular at this cafe. You order the same thing at a given time and since you were that predictable, I make sure I have the thing you ordered ready. It’s a token of my gratitude of you always coming by the shop.” He continued as he shifted the ice pack to at least prevent himself from straining his palm. You emit a nervous laugh but then got choked up by his stunning gaze.
“Well, I’m happy to hear that, and I’m actually grateful. Wow, I guess I have now a reason to keep visiting the shop, because, you know, I never...” Your voice suddenly diminish as he seem to slowly lean over you, his eyes progress down from your orbs and to your lips. You shifted backward as reflex but he then rested his free palm over your right hip, causing you to gasp to which he took the chance for his assault on you. The kiss was forceful at first but then flowed into you mildly, causing you to grip tightly unto your skirt. You slouched down as he tossed the ice pack and had gripped unto your jaw, keeping you just where he wanted you as you succumbed unto the kiss. You’d flutter your eyes closed as his tongue would caress against your lip gloss. Hoping you’d allow him to enter into your mouth. As soon as you ease down unto his enchanting kiss, he slowly broke it off with a chuckle and a deep sigh.
“What?” you asked, your palm involuntarily envelop against his pale neck. The both of you would stare on each other’s orbs as he’d lick his own lips.
“Your lip gloss tastes sweet.” he exclaimed before apprehending you by your chin whilst the other delves in your voluptuous curves. Pulling you closer but then he’d end up pinning you down against the concrete wall. Sooner, the engagement would start to become heated as you’d get all hot and bothered by the warmth of his palm slithering against your blouse, even gripping against your bra that he would half-sidedly pay attention to. He then shifted himself as his right knee would be located between your thighs, you’d quiver at the thought of him being granted to do more unto you, as if he’s already breaking you restricted areas. Later on, his vest would come off of him, leaving him in his polo shirt as his wincing lips would start to trail up into your neck, he then would crouch as to delve deeper into your unexposed skin. You were aware that if you weren’t in public, he’d be stripping you off in no time, but then the realization of doing it publicly made you shiver as you held tight unto his shoulders.
The pressure finally breached into him as he took you by your arm, the capable one. He knocked the basement door out as he bent you over to a barely spacious table, before he could even savor you, he had to shut the door closed and made sure that it was locked. He then rested his palm against your right hip as he’d raise it up against his waist, he positioned himself in between your hips as he would resume to his assault against your neck.
“Take off your clothes.” you mentioned as he complied with no hesitation, He arched his back to take his polo shirt off up through his head. You could perceive how his muscles would contract, his strong features being the highlight as you’f breath heavily from the sight of it. He then threw his shirt off as he’d lay his palm against your cheek, having to stare at him with his half-naked body,
“Do you like what you see?” he asked, lips pressing down unto your forehead, later on his hand would shift to slither behind your back, causing you to arch your back for him to have a closer proximity with you. You could feel him grinding his bulge against your sensitive area as you’d suddenly emit a soft moan, tilting your head up from the ecstasy. His free hand then would slide down his pants as the other would grab you by your hip, forcing you to spread out. His mouth then would start tracing between the valley of your chest as you breathed out a soft moan, face flushed as you shiver from his every shift.
“This might hurt.” He suddenly spoke to which you gasp, clutching against his arm as he slowly penetrated you, your legs grew numb as he plunge in, having his weight on you as he remained still for a brief moment before he could start shifting inside you. He then would bury himself unto the crook of your neck as you started to trace down his back, as if comforting him since he was wincing.
The table would continue to rattle as objects would start falling rapidly, but the both of you didn’t bother as to what were they. All you could hear was the pounding of your heart and his, his thrusts and his grunts alongside with your moans that increase in volume as he intensify his pace. Later on, he’d tower over you as he watches you moan out his name, sweat would roll down from his skin, making way into you as your breathing was rapid, so as his. You’d avoid gaze with him as it seem to intimidate you at some way, although you’d steal glances of him.
“Can I put more weight into you?” he asked, his tone shaky and hoarse grips you against your waist, shifting you forward unto him for better leverage. You’d nod with no hesitation as he then came in closer proximity. Your waist would be pulled every time he’d thrust in to intensify the pressure, and the pleasure as the both of you would collide. A sharp moan would emit from you as he would immediately grab you for a kiss. His tongue would roll against the walls of your mouth as he’d grind into you.
“Lower your tone, they might hear you.” he’d warn as he would resume with the assault.
“Who’s fault do you think it is?!” you manage to protest as he then would place his palm over your lips as he would caress your abdomen.
“S-Shit. I’m at my limit already.” he warned as he grab both of your hips tightly, to the point where his fingers would sip in to your skin. You bit down unto your bottom lip as his hips would finally retract from you, staining you with pearly liquids, the both of you would catch your breath as he would immediately grab you to sit up from the table. Arms would envelop around you as his chest would conflict against yours. Heaving asynchronous with one another as he’d lay his forehead on your shoulder. His right thumb would rub against your back and the other on the back of your neck.
You’d catch your breath as you would gradually wrap an arm over him, his grip then would tighten around you as he would plant soft kisses against your clavicle.
“Will you come by tomorrow?”
“To the cafe? Of course!”
“No, to my house.”
You pause as he would disperse from you, his thumb would shift to rub against your cheeks. As if persuading you by his enchants.
