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𝐎𝐭𝟖 : 𝐏𝐨𝐥𝐲 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫
Was That Enough | ot8 Poly Idol Au [A/F]
↳ Summary: After the world finds out ateez are no longer available, some antis have negative comments which leads to the reader thinking she's not enough.
Sea Breeze | Dystopian Au
↳ Summary: The brothers finally found each other and all is right with the world. But little did they know, their story was only beginning.
Whose First Pt.1 | ot8 Mafia Au [M]
↳ Summary: You were supposed to be good and not make a noise. But since you can't seem to follow one simple rule, they now all want is your attention.
Whose First Pt.2 | ot8 Mafia Au [M/F]
↳ Summary: Part 2 of Whose First. Where you finally get to see who you picked to have first...
Overwhelming | ot8 Poly Au [A/F/R]
↳ Summary: Stressful days ruin your weeks but your boys know exactly how to help you relax.
Hurts Like Hell Pt.1 | ot8 Mafia Au [A]
↳ Summary: In the life of crime the truth can easily be hidden under a near-perfect photoshopped lie...
Hurts Like Hell Pt.2 | ot8 Mafia Au [A/F/R/M]
↳ Summary: After two whole years, you come back to the city where it all began. The irony of a high school reunion bringing more of your past back to you than you thought you'd ever see.
Accident | ot8 Poly Au [F/A/R]
↳ Summary: You got hurt while the boys were on tour. Now how are they going to focus when they know their baby is hurting at home.
Morning | WooSanSangHwa Pt.1 [M]
↳ Summary: A typical morning in your house hold. Snuggles, breakfast and teasing all round.
Morning | WooSanSangHwa Pt.2 [M]
↳ 【Summary】: While your other lovers are out. You are left with a cuddly Seonghwa and a horny San. What could go wrong? Oh, did I mention they are both very high.
Yes Please | WooSan, Best friend au [M/F]
↳ 【Summary】: Becoming friends with Wooyoung and San was the best moment of your life. But what if you began wanting more than friendship?
Crave Sex Like Air | Woosan, Demon Au [M/F/C]
↳ 【Summary】: You couldn't handle not having known if your boyfriends were okay. Where they were, or how they were. So of course you do what every worried girlfriend does... Use a summoning spell to forcibly bring them back.
Three Is Better | Yungi [M/C/F] ── ♥
↳ 【Summary】: Your lovers are the talk of campus. Bad boys that had all the men and women alike begging for their attention. But they only had eyes for you.
In The Night | Vampire Matz Au [M/A/R/]
↳ 【Summary】: He was your king, your savior, your lover.... No matter the outcome. No matter the pain and heartache.
I Am Yours To Do As You please | Rockstar au [A/M]
↳ 【Summary】: Hongjoong notices you couldn't stop staring at Wooyoung during practice. So Hongjoong did what any amazing boyfriend would do. Let you fuck his friend.
𝐎𝐭𝟖 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧
Reader tries on cat costumes for their s/o
Atz and/or reader confessing their love to their crush
Wolf Ateez find out their mate is a Bunny Hybrid [Pt.1]
Wolf Ateez having some domestic time with their bunny lover. [Pt.2]
Wolf Ateez helps Bunny though her first heat [Pt.3]
Wolf Ateez react to Bunny getting hurt [Pt.4]
Ateez react to their s/o wearing lingerie
Ateez's Reaction to sexting
Ateez As Greek Gods
Ateez as hybrids
Ateez react to the Readers back tattoos
Ateez and their Hybrid s/o
Reader gets bitten or turned into a vampire
The boys react to reader having no energy to get out of bed
Hybrid!Ateez wants to breed with their S/O
𝐇𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐣𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐠
Little Rabbit | Wolf Au [M/A/G/S]
↳ Summary: Just trying to fit in, the label 'Luna' seems to be a bit harder to fill than you thought..
Stalemate Pt.1 | Pirate Au [R/M/A] [Part Two]
↳ Summary: You were the charmful Queen, and He was the ruthless King. Is the sea big enough for you both or will you end up killing one another?
Lonely King | Royal Au [R/M/A]
↳ Summary: Teasing your husband might have been the best thing you could have ever done in your lonely marriage.
Doomed | Forbbiden Lovers Au [A/R]
↳ Summary: Your lives were completely different. Your families hated one another But you two couldn't stay away from each other, no matter how hard you tried.
Trouble Pwp [M]
↳ Summary: His stare is like daggers, but in all honesty you love the pain it brings.
One More Time | PWP Au [M]
↳ 【Summary】: Hongjoong wants to see how much you can take before your nothing just his whimpering mess.
Perfect Melody | Musician Au [M]
↳ 【Summary】: Your lover was frustrated beyond belief as he searched and searched for the perfect note. The perfect pitch.. The perfect melody. Luckily you could give him exactly what he needs.
Made For Me | Pwp [M]
↳ 【Summary】: You and your lover wanted to try something new. That simple... Right..
𝐒𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐰𝐚
Memories | Wolf Au [F/M]
↳ Summary: Cooking a feast was supposed to be simple, right?
Fuck Away The Pain | Best Friend Au [M/A] ── ♥
↳ Summary: Seonghwa is sick and tired of you coming to him in tears every time your boyfriend hurts you. His anger has gotten to him so worked up that he wants, No, he needs to prove that all you need is him and him alone.
Fallen | Mafia Au [A/R]
↳ Summary: Having a father that was a leader in the mafia leads to an arranged marriage that saved you.
Yes sir [M/A/F]
↳ Summary: You wanted him to stop treating you like a delicate flower...But what happens when he finally snaps.
Charming | Snow White Au [F/R]
↳ Summary: You were his Snow and He, Your Charming
Enchanted Pt.1 | Fae Au [M/F/G] ── ★
↳ Summary: One day when a far away kingdom gets attacked, a brave knight fights to save his homeland but what if he ends up nearing death and only a fae can save him.
Enchanted Pt.2 | Fae Au [M/F] ── ★
↳ 【Summary】: Seonghwa can finally see you fully, and oh, is he obsessed.
Little Obsession | Bf Au [M]
↳ 【Summary】: Instead of getting ready to go see his members, Seonghwa would rather spend his time with you and your boobs of course.
All My Fault Pt.1 | Mafia Au [A]
↳ 【Summary】: An argument can lead to a lot when not resolved.
Creamy | Mommy Au [M]
↳ 【Summary】: After disappointing your totally not possessive boyfriend. You try your hardest to get forgiveness out of him.
Erratic Dreams | PWP [M]
↳ 【Summary】: Seonghwa couldn't sleep. Couldn't breathe. Couldn't think without just having one taste. One innocent... Taste.
I Want It All | Husband Au [F/R/M]
↳ 【Summary】: Seonghwa has got some real bad baby fever and you. Being his lovely wife, indulged him whole heartedly.
Cruel, Yet Kind | Mafia Au [M/A/F]
↳ 【Summary】: He always hid the darkness from you. Never wanting you to be a part of his world. But what if that was all you craved?
Aurora Manor | Hybrid Au [M/TH/A/F/G/S]
↳ 【Summary】: To prove to your college friends that the haunting rumours about the Aurora manor were nothing more than fictional tales, you venture into the abandoned estate... But what you stumble upon was a way bigger secret than indented, and it changes your life forever.
Just The Way You Are | Chubby Au [M/F/A]
↳ 【Summary】: Seonghwa comes home to the love of his life and wants to do nothing else but love her. But how come she keeps pushing him away?
𝐘𝐮𝐧𝐡𝐨
Run | Wolf Au [A/F/M]
↳ Summary: Nature has and always been your closest friend but what happens when it gets you in a situation that leaves you helpless.
Never Let You Go | Idol Au [A]
↳ Summary: Readers Boyfriend is an abusive person. Yunho is your saver that gives great bear hugs. Honestly, I don't really like this but I've been thinking about this scenario for a while, so yeah...enjoy
Don't | Dom Bf Au [M]
↳ Summary: Teasing all day leads to punishment with your best boyfriend, Yunho.
Fault Pt.1 | Heartbreak Au [A]
↳ Summary: The love of your life never took notice of your secret crush on him and when he turns up months later with someone else, it shatters your heart.
Fault Pt.2 | Bestfriend Au [F/A]
↳ 【Summary】: Yunho Knew he was an idiot but was apologising to you going to be enough to get back the friendship he ruined?
You Only Live Once | Bestfriend Au [M/F]
↳ Summary: He wants to tip you over the edge to finally see if you liked him back. But neither of you could have guessed this would be the outcome.
Do You? | Bestfriend Au [A/F]
↳ 【Summary】: Secrets are for reasons, but was this one worth it.
Better Than Him Pt.1 | Mafia Au [M/A] ── ★♥
↳ 【Summary】: You were princess made to be moulded and placed on a pedestal. While Yunho was the tool to make it all burn to the ground in the best way possible.
Act Like It | Jealous Bf Au [M/A]
↳ 【Summary】: Note...Piss off your boyfriend whenever you can.
𝐘𝐞𝐨𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐠
Safe | Wolf Au [A/S/G]
↳ Summary: A rat in the pack, left the world coming to a stretching halt. And now you have to live with another's bound mark.
Race Ya | Pool Au [R/F/M]
↳ Summary: You and Yeosang go for a sweet night swim. Should be wholesome and harmless right?
10:50pm | Game Night [C/F/M]
↳ Summary: Innocent games played. Not so Innocent secrets spilt.... who would of saw that coming.
Why Do You Hate Me | Ex-BFF Au [A/R/F]
↳ Summary: He was your best friend, the one you thought would love you forever. But as time passed it seems to be that your perfect fantasy of love might not be true.
Little Miracle Pt.1 | Pregnancy Au [A]
↳ Summary: You're not ready for a baby and neither is Yeosang. But what will happen when you tell him...
Little Miracle Pt.2 | Pregnancy Au [A/F]
↳ Summary: Yeosang goes in search for you, but what he finds shakes him to his core.
Tell Me | Idol Au [M]
↳ 【Summary】: You thought you could keep your little secret safe. But Yeosang knows how to make you weak.
Taste | Valentines Day [M/F]
↳ 【Summary】: Yeosang is a romantic at heart and all he wants to do is show you how special you are.
𝐒𝐚𝐧
Harmless | Wolf Au [M/F/R/S]
↳ Summary: A mysterious plant catches your eye, but what happens when the useless plant becomes not so useless.
Mr Jekyll An Hyde | Serial Killer Au [G/TH/A/R]
↳ Summary: San is a Doctor in a small town, but no one knows about the evil voice in his head.
Pillow Fight | Secret Bf Au [F/C/M]
↳ Summary: To your defence. You and San did try and keep the relationship a secret for as long a possible.
Consequences | Brothers Best Friend Au [A/M]
↳ Summary: Intoxicated confessions lead to being stuck alone with a man you tried so hard to avoid.
San As Your Boyfriend | Dot Point [F/M]
↳ Summary: What San Would be like as your cute and devious boyfriend.
Bend | Idol Au [M]
↳ Summary: San is a caring boyfriend and he wants to make sure you are happy 24/7 even if that means letting you use him for your pleasure.
Late Night | Security Guard Au [M]
↳ 【Summary】: Your Boyfriend comes home with his suit soaking wet... Need i say more.
𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐢
Different | Wolf Au [A/R/M]
↳ Summary: Tonight was supposed to be fun, but when two humans decided to harass you, Mingi now had to swoop in and save the day.
My Love | Highschool Au [F/R/C]
↳ Summary: Mingi is an adoring boyfriend who loves his partner with his whole soul. Oh did I mention he's having a photoshoot? :)
3am Thoughts | Best Friend Au [M/F/A]
↳ Summary: Late-night baking leads to popping open wine and spilling secrets you thought you could keep safe.
Mingi As Your Boyfriend | Dot Point [F/M]
↳ Summary: What Would Mingi Be Like As Your Boyfriend?
Please | Subby Au [M] ── ♥
↳ Summary: You Big Strong boyfriend becomes a whimpering little mess when you hump him like a dog.... who knew.
Hold On Tight | BF Au [M]
↳ Synopsis: Mingi saw you in your pretty little outfit and couldn't help but beg for just one taste.
𝐖𝐨𝐨𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠
Wide Awake | Wolf Au [F/M]
↳ Summary: Wooyoung's brain can't seem to go to sleep, and what's worse is the little noises you keep making in your sleep.
What Was That? | Forbbiden Bf Au [F/C/R]
↳ Summary: Hiding your relationship with Wooyoung from your very protective brother Yeosang could go more wrong.
Naked Twister | Bf Au [M/C]
↳ Summary: Woo invites you over at midnight to eat cookies and play some not-so-safe-for-work twister.
Stuck Together | Best friend Au [F/A/R]
↳ Summary: Being snowed in with the boy you had a crush on since you were kids can't be that bad right?
𝐉𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐨
Prey | Wolf Au [A/G/F]
↳ Summary: Your past catches up and an old friend comes to finally take you back to the cruel home you once knew... How would react to their bunny hybrid mate getting hurt?
Wanna Try? | Bf Au [M]
↳ Summary: Achievement: New Kink Unlocked
Not As Innocent | Bf Au [M/F/C]
↳ Summary: You weren't the sweet innocent baby Jongho thought. And you were going to prove it to him all night long.
My Angel | Demon Au [M/S]
↳ Summary: Jongho just wants to finally ruin his lover and make her see the desirable darkness.
Open Wide | Dom Bf Au [M]
↳ Summary: It was a simple ask in Jongho's eyes and he was more than happy to make it a reality.
Before You Go | Boy Next Door [R/F]
↳ Summary: New town, New people, New beginning... But even then, everything comes with an end.
Can't Take Anymore | Bf Au [M]
↳ 【Summary】: The fight for power and obedience in the rawest way possible...
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three's company by @minkieater yungi (yunho/mingi) x reader
Pls I need more and I need everyone to read it because, yeah mhm yep
in bloom by @honeyhotteoks yunwoo (yunho/wooyoung) x reader
This is so incredibly sweet and mischievous(of course, woo is in it) and sincere and just so good! I love it already!
Honorable mentions
I’ve read these before but I’ve been rereading them because they’re too good
Whichever way by igby woosan (wooyoung/san) x reader
I linked the whole collection which includes the whole story, the yunho "bonus" story, and the final story piece (don't wanna spoil)
the husbands series by honeyhotteoks yunhwa (yunho/seonghwa) x reader
I also linked the whole collection for this. All the parts are fantastic
into the aurora by honeyhotteoks ot8!ateez x reader
If you read it, you know. when you read it, you'll know. 100/10
sweeter than sweet by @gimmesumsuga Jimin x reader then yoonmin x reader and well, more just read it
90 chapters. 406,418 words. All of it a masterpiece. I hadn't read it in a few years but it's a completed classic. Vampire BTS. That should be all you need
Also, I'm searching for a yunho fic I loved a couple years ago. If you have any info lemme know. Especially chapters 19 and 20
Let's not talk about it all being poly. We know this by now
minhwa or yunwoo or yunhwa (you pick) being roommates with reader and theyre doing it without the other knowing. like reader is sleeping both of them but they didnt know. until they do know and que the threesome lol
i love roommates trope
What They Don't Know
pairing: Mingi x Reader x Seonghwa
wc: 5k
cw: poly!mingixreaderxseonghwa; smut without plot; secret "relationship" (like, they are no a couple, they just fuck); threesome duh (mxwxm); double penetration; possessive behavior (mingi); no condom (a true diva use one); idk, if i missed something let me know!!!
note: It took me so long to finish this.... m sososo sorry, I hope it's what you had in mind and I hope you like it! It's the longest piece I have!!!
You’d told yourself it was a one-time thing.
The first time you fucked Mingi, it was reckless and fast and shouldn’t have happened—but the problem was, it didn’t feel like a mistake. It felt like something you’d both been building toward since the moment you moved in.
Now it’s the third time, and he’s got your leg slung over his broad shoulder as he fucks into you on the living room couch. The TV is still on—some mindless show playing in the background—but it might as well be silent for all you can hear over the wet, messy rhythm of his hips meeting yours and the low groans escaping his throat.
“Shit,” Mingi pants, leaning forward until his chest is brushing your knee, the new angle making you gasp. “You’re so fucking tight today. You miss me?”
You bite your lip, trying not to moan too loudly. The walls aren’t that thick, and Seonghwa’s bedroom is just down the hall.
“Mingi—” you whisper, breath hitching when he grinds into you, staying deep and rolling his hips slowly.
He grins like the devil. “That’s not a no.”
You’d like to say you’re in control of this. That the two of you falling into bed was a power play, a casual thing, an itch scratched. But every time you let him in—literally and otherwise—you’re left feeling less like the one calling the shots and more like a girl who keeps saying yes to her cocky, loud, stupidly hot roommate who doesn’t know how to wear a shirt.
Or close a door.
“Mingi—faster,” you whisper, fingers tightening in the fabric of the couch.
“Oh, now you wanna tell me what to do?” he chuckles low in his chest, but he does it anyway, pulling back to snap his hips in hard, quick thrusts that make your head fall back against the cushions.
The sound is obscene—wet and rhythmic and too loud—and the fact that Seonghwa could walk in any second only makes it hotter.
You shouldn’t like this. You shouldn’t crave the danger, shouldn’t enjoy the way Mingi’s hand clamps over your mouth as he fucks you harder, muffling the sounds that threaten to slip out.
But you do. You like the way his fingers curl around your face, how he doesn’t stop even when your eyes go wide and your legs twitch around his waist. You like that he gets off on it too.
“You’re dripping,” he groans, dragging his thumb over your cheekbone. “Like this pussy knows who it belongs to.”
He’s possessive, but in a way that feels addictive—like he wants to ruin you just enough that no one else could ever compare.
(Not that he knows someone else already is.)
You whine under his hand, your nails digging into his bicep as your hips jerk up into his, chasing your high.
“Almost there, baby?” he murmurs, pulling his hand away just enough for you to gasp for air. “Come for me. You always get so fucking wet when I talk like this, huh?”
“Mingi—fuck—” your voice breaks, and you arch under him, thighs trembling.
“That’s it,” he growls, grinding deep into you with a stuttering rhythm as you clamp down around him. “God, you’re perfect.”
You don’t hear the front door open.
Or the way Seonghwa’s bedroom door clicks shut from down the hall.
But Mingi does.
He freezes.
Your eyes snap open just as he covers your mouth again and leans down, his hips still buried inside you, sweat dripping from his brow. His lips brush your ear.
“Stay quiet,” he whispers, barely audible, “or he’s gonna find out what a little slut you are for me.”
Your whole body tightens at the words, arousal pooling again even as your mind screams at you to be more careful.
Footsteps in the hallway.
You and Mingi don’t move.
For a breathless second, it feels like everything will fall apart.
But then the bathroom door clicks shut and the shower starts, and Mingi—smiling like a boy who just stole candy from the store—starts moving inside you again.
“Missed you too much,” he mutters, kissing your neck. “Gonna finish, then I’ll clean you up.”
You wrap your legs around his waist, biting into your lip as he picks up the pace again.
This isn’t just a fling. It isn’t just a secret.
It’s a time bomb.
You don’t remember how it started, exactly. Maybe the night you came home after drinks with Seonghwa, tipsy and giggling and falling over your own feet. Mingi had been awake—shirtless, of course, sitting on the counter and eating noodles like he didn’t have a care in the world.
“You look hot,” he’d said, blunt as ever. “You’re lucky Hwa’s not a little braver.”
You’d laughed, thinking it was a joke.
It wasn’t.
He’d kissed you before you could put your purse down.
And you’d let him.
That night, he’d bent you over the kitchen counter and told you not to be loud. You came twice and almost knocked over a glass in the process. He didn’t even ask if it was a bad idea.
He knew it was. You both did.
That was two weeks ago.
Now, it’s become a game—secret glances over breakfast, brushing hands on the couch, sneaking into his room in the middle of the night while Seonghwa’s fast asleep. It’s messy, addictive, and exhilarating.
But sometimes… you feel guilty. Because Seonghwa isn’t just your roommate too. He’s sweet. Gentle. He makes you tea when you’re stressed, brings you snacks when you’re working late, and always knocks before coming into your room.
He’s not the type to throw you against a wall and make you scream—but you’ve wondered, late at night, what would happen if he did.
Sometimes, the guilt hits while Mingi is asleep beside you, one hand curled possessively over your hip.
Other times, it hits when Seonghwa is smiling at you over his coffee mug and calling you “angel” like it means something.
You shouldn’t have slept with either of them.
But you did.
And you’re not sure you can stop.
Not when Mingi pulls your panties down in the laundry room because you teased him too hard during dinner. Not when he whispers filth in your ear when Seonghwa is in the room, watching you with those soft eyes like he doesn’t have a clue.
Only… you’re starting to think he might.
Or worse—Mingi’s going to find out that he’s not the only one who’s had you moaning into a pillow behind closed doors.
And when he does?
You have no idea what’s going to happen.
It starts with comfort.
A quiet night, both of you curled up on the couch under the same blanket, legs tangled, half-watching some drama neither of you are really following. Mingi’s out with friends and the apartment is calm for once—no blasting music, no yelling from the kitchen, no sudden crashes.
Just the sound of rain against the windows and the soft, steady beating of your heart as Seonghwa’s fingers stroke over your shin where it rests across his lap.
You should move.
It’s too familiar—too cozy—and you know what’s been happening with Mingi, what’s still happening, but…
But Seonghwa looks so beautiful tonight.
Hair pushed back from his face, wearing that oversized white sweater you once teased him for because it made him look like someone’s boyfriend.
He didn’t argue.
He just smiled and said, “You’d look better in it.”
You told him he was full of shit.
He said he wasn’t joking.
That was the first time you looked at him a little differently.
This is the first time you kiss him.
His lips are warm and soft, and the way his breath catches makes your chest ache. He doesn’t rush. Doesn’t push. Just cups your cheek like he’s afraid you’ll vanish and kisses you again, deeper this time.
Like he’s wanted this. For a while.
You moan without meaning to, and he pulls back just slightly, eyes dark but uncertain.
“Tell me to stop,” he whispers, thumb stroking under your jaw. “If this isn’t—”
“I don’t want you to stop.”
It’s too easy to say. Too honest. And it’s not a lie. You don’t want him to stop.
Even if it’s wrong.
Even if Mingi was inside you three days ago with your hand over your mouth to keep you quiet.
Seonghwa doesn’t know.
And he kisses you like he wants to worship you.
You don’t sleep with him that night.
You kiss until your lips are sore and he touches you over your clothes, hand down your pajama shorts and fingers moving so gently it makes you shiver.
He makes you come with slow, teasing strokes, murmuring soft praises against your temple the whole time, and then lets you curl up against him under his blankets, warm and trembling.
In the morning, he makes you breakfast. Kisses your wrist when he hands you coffee.
Mingi walks in halfway through the meal, yawning and rumpled and clearly nursing a hangover.
“Why’s everyone so happy?” he groans, flopping into a chair.
Seonghwa just grins.
You almost choke on your eggs.
The guilt is different this time.
With Mingi, you felt like you were playing with fire. Like it was a game of who could sneak around better, who could take more risks without getting caught. And you loved the danger of it. Still do.
But with Seonghwa… it feels more like you’re breaking something sacred.
He doesn’t treat you like a fuck.
He treats you like something he wants to hold onto.
There’s less noise. Less desperation. But so much more meaning.
Like the night he has you on his desk, the one covered in sketchbooks and open novels. He’d spent the whole day working on a song, headphones on, completely zoned out—and you’d wandered in, sat in his lap, teased him about how long it’d been since you’d had his attention.
He kissed you so deep your toes curled.
Now your shirt is halfway off and his hands are dragging your panties down your thighs while you sit on the edge of his chair.
“Hwa—” you whisper, but he hushes you with a kiss, tongue slipping into your mouth as his fingers glide between your legs.
“Need you,” he says against your lips. “I’ve been thinking about this all day.”
You whimper when he slides two fingers in, curling them just right, and you’re already so wet that it’s shameful.
“You always get this wet for me,” he murmurs, kissing your jaw. “You know how good you feel? How sweet?”
You nod, even as your eyes flutter shut.
“Look at me, angel.”
You do.
And when you come on his fingers, biting into his shoulder to stay quiet, he holds you through the aftershocks like you’re something fragile.
You shouldn’t want this.
You shouldn’t crave the way he touches you like you matter.
But you do.
And you can’t stop.
It doesn’t take long for patterns to form.
Mingi gets your body. Seonghwa gets your heart.
Or maybe you’re just lying to yourself to make it feel better.
Because sometimes, you see Seonghwa look at you like he’s sure he’s the only one touching you like this. The only one who’s kissed your thighs, your stomach, your lips with so much care. The only one who’s fucked you slow in the shower and whispered that you’re the only one he thinks about when he’s in bed alone.
Sometimes he brings you flowers on random days. Sometimes he cooks for you, then leaves a plate out with your name on it if you’re working late. Sometimes, he lingers in doorways with that look in his eyes like he’s about to say something important, but never does.
You want to deserve that.
But when Mingi corners you in the kitchen one night and fucks you over the sink because you moaned his name in your sleep the night before, all of it comes crashing back.
You’re caught between two men who think they’re the only one.
And you’re falling for both of them.
The scariest part?
You don’t want to stop.
Seonghwa makes you feel wanted. Needed.
He’s the one who makes your heart race when he brushes your hair behind your ear. The one who memorizes your drink order and buys your favorite snacks. The one who holds you like you’re more than a warm body in his bed.
But he’s also the one who never asks where you go late at night.
Never questions why you come out of the bathroom with Mingi’s hoodie on.
Never stops to think that maybe—just maybe—he’s not the only one who has you like this.
And maybe it’s because he doesn’t want to know.
Or maybe he already does.
One night, after Seonghwa’s made you come so hard you see stars, he tucks the blanket around you and brushes a kiss over your forehead.
“I wish we could tell him.”
Your stomach lurches.
You shift to look at him, heart hammering in your chest. “Tell… who?”
He smiles, eyes soft but sad. “Mingi.”
“I—”
“I know you’re scared,” he says gently. “But he loves you, too, you know. Just in his own way.”
You’re frozen.
Seonghwa doesn’t push. He just kisses your knuckles and pulls you close again.
You don’t sleep at all that night.
And the next morning, Mingi watches you across the table with something unreadable in his eyes.
It was supposed to be a quiet afternoon.
Mingi had left that morning, a little earlier than usual—just said he was grabbing coffee with a friend and maybe hitting the gym. You'd kissed him goodbye with swollen lips, sore thighs, and one too many bite marks on your neck from the night before. Seonghwa had only smirked at the sight when you wandered into the kitchen later, shirtless and stretching like nothing was out of the ordinary.
You thought Mingi would be gone for hours. Enough time. Plenty of time.
You thought wrong.
The front door cracked open softly. Mingi stepped inside, earbuds still in, phone in one hand, keychain swinging in the other. He kicked off his shoes without a sound, half-listening to a voice message—until he heard it.
A soft sound. A moan, muffled.
He paused.
The hallway stretched toward the bedrooms, and everything about the apartment seemed normal. Quiet. Peaceful.
Except…
Another sound. Louder this time. A gasp. Faint, but real. And yours.
Mingi frowned, pulled out one earbud. His feet carried him slowly, cautiously down the hall. Something in his gut twisted—confusion first. Then something colder. Something hotter.
And then he heard it again.
Your voice. Breathy. High. Seonghwa's name.
A crack of skin on skin.
The rhythm of it is unmistakable.
Mingi’s breath caught. His whole body went still in the hallway.
No. No way.
He stepped forward, just once, and the view that met him through the barely ajar door made his heart stop.
There you were—straddling Seonghwa in his bed, riding him like you were fucking made for it. Hair sticking to your sweat-slicked neck, lips parted, moaning with every bounce of your hips. Your back arched, tits bouncing, fingers digging into his chest as Seonghwa held your waist and thrusted up to meet you.
Mingi couldn't move.
Couldn't breathe.
What the fuck.
Shock. Then fury. Then—
Lust.
It hit him like a truck. Because you looked so fucked out, so pretty, so ruined—and not by him. By Seonghwa. His best friend. His roommate.
He knew that face you were making. He knew the way you whimpered when you were getting close. He knew that you were about to come.
And it wasn’t for him.
You didn’t even notice him at first. Neither of you did. Too lost in it. Too noisy. Seonghwa was panting curses into your skin, one hand tangled in your hair, the other squeezing your ass hard enough to bruise.
Then your eyes fluttered open.
And you saw him.
Standing in the hallway. Watching.
Everything froze.
Your breath hitched. Your body stopped moving. Your mouth opened, but nothing came out.
Mingi’s jaw was clenched. His stare sharp and unreadable. Arms at his sides, chest rising slowly—too slowly. And then…
He stepped inside.
Silent. Stalking. Dark eyes locked on you like you were prey. Seonghwa sat up, trying to cover you instinctively, but Mingi raised one hand to stop him.
"Don't," he said quietly. A whisper. A warning.
You opened your mouth to speak, to explain, to beg—but he was already standing at the edge of the bed, eyes dragging over the way Seonghwa’s cock was still buried in you, your body frozen in place, your skin glistening.
“How long,” he asked, voice low, too calm.
You swallowed. “Mingi—”
“I said,” he cut in, stepping closer, “how long have you been fucking him too?”
You trembled. “Not… not that long…”
“Bullshit.” His voice cracked now, heated. “You think I don’t know how you sound when you’re close? How you look when you’re about to come?”
Your silence said everything.
Mingi laughed once. Dark. Bitter. But there was a curl to his lips that made your stomach flip.
"You've been fucking both of us. For weeks."
It wasn’t a question.
And when you nodded—small, sheepish, shivering—something in him snapped.
“That’s so fucking dirty,” he breathed, stepping closer to the bed. “You’re filthier than I thought.”
Seonghwa opened his mouth, maybe to defend you, maybe to apologize—but Mingi didn’t even look at him. His eyes were glued to you.
“You let him fuck you in our apartment. In his room. With my cum probably still inside you.”
You flinched.
“Oh,” Mingi smiled. It was not kind. “That’s what it is, huh? You like this. You like being caught. Being used. Being filled by both of us.”
He reached out and brushed his fingers over your cheek. You whimpered.
“Mingi, I—”
“I should make you get on your knees right now and explain exactly how many times you’ve done this behind my back.”
You shuddered.
“But you know what?” he whispered, leaning in close, mouth grazing your ear. “I’m so hard right now, baby. So fucking hard. You’ve been playing with fire for weeks, and now…”
His eyes flicked to Seonghwa, who was still breathless, wide-eyed beneath you.
“…now I think it’s time you burned.”
He backed up a step. Tugged his shirt over his head, slow and purposeful, baring the sculpted lines of his chest, his abs flexing with every breath. Your mouth went dry.
"You wanted this?" Mingi asked you, voice low and hot. "You wanted to be fucked by both of us? At the same time?"
You nodded. Breathless. Shame and desire tangled in your gut.
He tugged his sweatpants down, and his cock sprang free—hard, heavy, throbbing. The sight of it made your cunt clench around Seonghwa.
“Oh, you do like this,” Mingi muttered, staring at where the two of you were still connected. “Still dripping from him, and your greedy pussy’s already clenching again.”
He climbed onto the bed behind you, spreading your knees wider as he leaned in to speak low in your ear.
“I’m going to fuck you too,” he whispered, dragging his cock along the curve of your ass. “You’re going to sit on both our cocks before I’m done with you. You’ll take us like the little cock-hungry slut you are.”
You whimpered, head falling back.
Mingi bit your shoulder.
“Beg for it.”
You hesitated.
He slapped your ass once, sharp and fast. You gasped.
“Beg.”
“Please, Mingi… I want you both. I want you so bad, I—”
“Tell me who you belong to.”
You shuddered. “You—both of you—”
“No,” he growled. “Say my name.”
“Mingi,” you gasped. “I’m yours.”
His cock nudged your hole from behind.
Seonghwa gripped your hips tighter.
And you knew, in that moment, there was no going back.
Mingi kissed your shoulder—then looked over it, straight at Seonghwa.
“Don’t stop,” he said.
Seonghwa’s eyes burned. “You sure?”
“I want to watch,” Mingi whispered. “I want to feel her come on your cock. And then I’m going to fuck it back out of her.”
Your whole body trembled.
And just like that, the rhythm started again—Seonghwa’s thrusts, deeper now, more intense, as Mingi held you in place, cock teasing between your folds. He didn’t slide in yet. He waited. Made you feel the heat of him. Made you ache.
And just as you started to come undone, voice cracking, walls fluttering around Seonghwa—
Mingi grabbed your jaw and kissed you hard.
“You’re ours now,” he murmured. “Hope you’re ready.”
Because this was only the beginning.
Your knees are still jelly from being caught—fucked—against the hallway wall, Mingi’s hand on the back of your neck, the growl in his throat echoing in your ears. Seonghwa’s voice still haunts your skin, the way it trembled when he realized what was happening, when he saw what you had done. And now—now you’re laid out between them, thighs trembling, mouth parted, eyes wet and barely able to focus.
Mingi’s behind you. Seonghwa’s in front. And they’re both looking at you like they’re going to devour you whole.
“Oh, baby,” Seonghwa murmurs, dragging his fingertips along your jaw like he’s trying to memorize it. “You were really gonna keep this to yourself?”
“I didn’t— I just—”
“You wanted us both,” Mingi cuts in, low and molten, his hand skimming up the back of your thigh. “You couldn’t choose. So you didn’t. You let us both fuck you like it was a secret.”
“It wasn’t like that—”
“But you let it happen,” Seonghwa finishes for him, leaning closer, his breath hot against your lips. “And now look at you.”
Pinned between their bodies, naked and heaving, your skin marked by both of them already—bruises blooming along your collarbone, teeth indents in your thigh, slick smearing down your inner leg. You’re soaked, overwhelmed, and so close to tears from the heat of it all—and they haven’t even really started.
“Such a pretty little liar,” Mingi purrs against your ear, his voice full of dangerous affection. “But if you’re gonna be ours, baby, you don’t get to keep secrets anymore.”
You gasp when you feel it—his cock, hard and thick, pressing against the back of your thigh.
“Oh my god—Mingi—”
“Don’t worry,” he whispers, sliding one hand around to your front to part your folds, “We’re gonna fuck you so good, you won’t even remember your name.”
And just like that—he pushes in.
Your mouth opens in a silent scream as Mingi’s cock sinks into you from behind, slow but deliberate, stretching you wide—wider than Seonghwa had minutes ago. He groans behind you, head tilted back, the heat of your pussy pulling a low, broken sound out of him.
“Fuck, baby. You’re so tight after Hwa… still greedy, though. Still taking all of me.”
Seonghwa watches the way your face crumbles, leaning in to kiss the corner of your lips.
“You’re so pretty when you cry,” he says, his voice velvet and cruelly sweet. “Is that why you wanted us both? So we could see how wrecked you’d get with two cocks instead of one?”
“I— I can’t—”
“Yes you can,” Mingi growls, gripping your hips tighter. “You’re gonna take both of us. Right now.”
Your eyes go wide. “B-Both?”
Seonghwa smiles slowly. “Oh, sweetheart… You didn’t think we’d share you without fucking you at the same time, did you?”
You can barely breathe as Seonghwa slides down your body, shuffling between your shaking thighs. You feel him nudge your entrance with two long fingers, already coated in your slick, and then—slowly, teasingly—he slides them into your already stuffed pussy beside Mingi’s cock.
You scream. There’s no other word for it. The stretch is unreal, your walls fluttering and fighting to accommodate the width, the heat, the obscene pressure.
“Shhh,” Seonghwa coos, kissing your temple, “You’re doing so good. Just let us in.”
And then—you feel him line up lower. Lower. At your tight, untouched hole.
“Wait— Hwa—what are you—”
“Gonna fuck your pretty ass, baby,” he says, voice breathless as he kisses your cheek. “Fill you up from the other side. You want that, don’t you? Want to be completely ours?”
Your whole body trembles, but you nod. Whimper. Beg. Anything. Just do it. You’re too far gone to say no. You need them. You need all of them.
Mingi growls as he braces your hips. “God, you’re so fucking filthy.”
Seonghwa lubes you up with his spit, his fingers gentle but insistent, working you open with care—but you’re already so overstimulated, every touch sends sparks through your spine.
And when he finally slides in, pushing into that second tight ring of muscle with a low groan—
You break.
Your voice cracks, your hands scramble for something to hold, but all you feel is them—their heat, their cocks, their hands, their mouths. You’re pinned in place, fully impaled, filled everywhere.
Seonghwa kisses your shoulder softly. “You okay?”
You nod, sobbing, gasping—“Yes. Please. Move.”
And they do.
The pace they set is brutal.
Mingi rocks into you from behind, slow and hard, while Seonghwa thrusts up into your ass, perfectly timed so you never have a second to breathe—only to feel. Your body’s reduced to a shaking, crying mess, your legs unable to hold you up, your voice breaking from the overstimulation.
“Fuck, she’s clenching so hard,” Mingi growls. “You feel that, Hwa?”
“Every twitch,” Seonghwa pants. “She loves this. Our filthy little girl loves being double-stuffed like a toy.”
You moan loud, hips bucking, and both of them chuckle darkly.
“Oh, that’s the spot,” Mingi says, adjusting your angle and slamming in deeper. “Right there, huh? That makes you cry.”
Seonghwa leans in and licks your tears. “So pretty. So full. You were made for this, weren’t you?”
You can’t even answer—you’re sobbing through your third orgasm, and they’re still not stopping. Their cocks keep pounding into you, your slick running down your thighs, your walls clenching again and again as you lose all sense of time, space, sanity.
Your hands grasp for something—anything—but Seonghwa grabs your wrists and pins them to the mattress.
“You take what we give you,” he whispers, low and dangerous. “You asked for this.”
“Such a greedy little slut,” Mingi adds, voice wrecked. “Wanted both our cocks in you at once. Look at you now.”
You’re beyond words. Just gasping, trembling, coming again and again as they use you, wreck you, claim you.
When Mingi’s pace starts to falter, you know he’s close.
“Hwa,” he pants, “switch?”
Seonghwa nods. “Let’s finish her together.”
They flip you over—Seonghwa behind you now, Mingi in front, cock glistening and ready. He grabs your chin, tilts your head up.
“Open.”
You obey, mouth dropping open, and Mingi slides in with a deep, satisfied moan.
Seonghwa fucks you from behind, hips snapping against your ass, and Mingi thrusts into your throat at the same rhythm. You’re choking on him, tears running down your face, drool spilling onto your chest—and you’ve never felt more loved. More wanted. More owned.
Their pace builds, both of them panting, groaning, gripping your body like it’s the only thing keeping them from falling apart.
And then—together—they come.
Mingi spills down your throat with a growl, hand tangled in your hair. Seonghwa finishes deep inside your pussy with a gasp, hips jerking, his nails digging into your waist.
You collapse between them, trembling, sobbing, completely wrecked.
You don’t remember falling asleep. Just warmth. Hands. Kisses. Water on your lips. A towel between your legs.
When you finally stir, your body sore and ruined, you feel two warm bodies curled around you.
Mingi’s nose is buried in your neck. Seonghwa’s hand is laced with yours.
“You okay?” Seonghwa whispers softly, brushing hair from your face.
You nod.
Mingi smiles against your skin. “Ours now, right?”
You blink up at them, smile through the haze. “Always.”
And you swear—you’ve never felt so full. So loved.
warnings - dom!yunho, akita hybrid!yunho, soft dom!hongjoong, human hongjoong, sub!reader, unknown dog hybrid!reader, mentions of past abuse, mentions of scars (from fighting), reader is a brat, cunnilingus
i wrote this ages ago and idk if i like it or not but rather than sitting and stressing about that, i decided to post it instead 🙂↕️🙂↕️
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your dinner looks entirely unappealing as you push it round the plate with your fork. the peas are an unsettling shade of green and as they float upon the thin layer of gravy at the bottom of your dish, your stomach can’t help but churn a little. it’s nothing like the instant ramen and microwave meals your old owner used to feed you, and for that reason you simply won’t touch it.
there’s a sigh from across the table and you lift your gaze to see where it’s coming from. you’re met with two pairs of eyes, both of them equally as fed up at the other. there’s hongjoong, staring you like you’re the sole reason for everything bad in his life, and there’s yunho, watching with a tight jaw and hungry eyes. if you didn’t know any better, you’d think that the giant akita-hybrid is more seconds away from jumping your bones and taking you right there and then. you’d be lying to yourself if you said the idea doesn’t appeal to you. it just so happens that you are an exceptional liar.
“you haven’t touched your food,” hongjoong sighs as he lifts a hand up to brush over his tired expression. the so-called ‘experienced hybrid trainer’ is clearly losing his patience with you, although you’re not entirely sure why. you’re not even trying to be a nightmare; he should see you when you’re not on your best behaviour.
“i don’t like it,” you reply, putting your fork down just so you can fold your arms petulantly over your chest. yunho scoffs, his muscular arms shifting until his position mirrors yours.
“how do you know you don’t like it if you won’t even try it?” he says in the same tone he’d use if he were talking to a child. you can’t help but scoff that that; you’re not a child.
hongjoong reached over to place a hand on yunho’s arm. it’s a silent direction for him to be quiet and let hongjoong do the talking. he is your owner after all; a sentiment that fills you with a strange mixture of sadness and annoyance. you were perfectly fine in your old home. you didn’t have to be ‘rescued’ from them and you certainly didn’t have to be rehomed here.
“i know what i like,” you spit as you push the plate away from you, not even blinking an eye as gravy spills over the edge onto the mural painted upon the top of the wooden table. you’d found out on your first day here that yunho had painted it for hongjoong upon his one-year anniversary of being adopted; you hope you won’t be around here long enough to even think about doing something so utterly pathetic.
honestly, as yunho growls and lays his fluffed up ears flat against his skull, you can’t imagine him doing something so pathetic. all you see now is a highly trained attack dog, nothing like the precious puppy that hongjoong makes him out to be. you almost cower in your seat as he glares at you, but you’ve faced far worse than being pinned by an overgrown akita—you have the scars to prove it too.
“please, hyung,” he begs, voice far too soft to be coming from such a dangerous looking individual. “please let me put her in her place,” his eyes flicker down your form as another growl makes it way up his throat, “pups like her need structure; they need to know their position in the hierarchy.”
hongjoong hums, clearly contemplating it. obviously they’ve had this discussion about you before and whilst the thought of them talking about you behind your back makes you more than a little moody, you can’t help but feel like this has some deeper implications. does it mean that they’re planning on keeping you around? if they want to establish your place in this made-up hierarchy they seem to have, then surely they’re not planning on getting rid of you any time soon. your tail flicks in annoyance at that revelation.
“are you sure, yunho?” the hybrid nods and hongjoong resigns all too quickly for him to not have already been considering it. “fine; we can try it your way.”
and just like that, yunho’s expression transforms. the snarl on his lips changes from one of annoyancs to one of authority. you feel like a disobedient pup getting put in its place by an overbearing adult; one that doesn’t know the meaning of the word mercy. you suck in a shaky breath, the anxiety of facing the unknown becoming far too apparent. you’re the only one at this table who has no idea what’s going to come, and that frightens you to no end.
yunho stands up and stalks his way around the table. it takes an annoyingly short amount of steps for him to reach you, and once he does he wastes no time in grabbing your jaw with one huge hand. it tugs at your face until your neck is bent at an uncomfortable angle and your gaze is on his face. his pupils flicker over your expression, searching for any signs of discomfort or fear. you’re anxious, sure. uncertain, absolutely. but scared? not at all. you’ve been through worse and once you’re out of here, you’re almost positive you’ll go through worse again.
he leans down until his face is mere inches from your own. the smirk has fallen, morphed into something far more serious. he inhales, deep and calm and you can’t help but try and mirror it. it never twigs that his intention is exactly that; to soothe you before whatever is yet to come. if you were more aware of what he was doing, perhaps it would’ve made you spiral further. why would he want your defenses lowered?
“puppy,” he says in a tone deep enough to send a shiver down your spine, “i need you to remember that what is going to happen isn’t out of your control; if you don’t like it, you tell us. it shouldn’t be difficult for you. you’re good at telling us exactly what you don’t like, hm?”
“what’s going to happen?” you ask, your voice probably the least defiant it’s been since stepping through the doors of hongjoong’s home.
“you’ll find out sooner or later ,” he says with a soft smile, “now be a good puppy and wait upstairs in hongjoong’s room, alright?”
you furrow your brows. hongjoong’s room? you’ve never been allowed in there before. it was one of the rules that was set in place when you first arrived here. ‘hongjoong’s room is his, your room is yours. stick to your own space unless it’s an emergency.’ you remember it very clearly and it’s one of the ones you’ve tried your hardest to stick to. privacy is something you appreciate and hongjoong respects yours. the least you can do is return the favour.
“i’m not allowed in there,” you state the fact as though it’s law. to you, it practically is, “i’d be breaking the rules.”
“says the little brat who’s been stealing our possessions for her nest since the first day you got here. what, you’ll steal my ratty old sweaters but you won’t go in my room?” hongjoong’s smile is apparent in his voice. he sounds fond, for some reason, as if he hasn’t just—rightfully—accused you of stealing from him. “it’s okay to break the rule this once, sweet thing. i give you my explicit permission, okay?”
yunho gives you a smug smile. it’s a small ‘i told you so,’ even though you hardly think the situation is worth it. it’s not like you were trying to avoid whatever fate awaits you in hongjoong’s room—although maybe a little—you were simply trying to stick to the one rule you actually believe in! in a childish huff, you stick your tongue out. that ought to show him…
“cute,” he chuckles, “now do what you’re told, alright? go upstairs and wait on hongjoong’s bed,” a few seconds tick by as you contemplate whether or not you want to resist him even more. on one hand, you’re still anxiously unaware of what’s to come, but on the other, you’re almost positive things will get worse if you don’t comply. sure, yunho told you that you’re the one in control, but you really don’t feel it. no, this time it’s better to obey than to be a brat.
you push yourself to your feet, slowly enough to allow yunho to straighten up too. there’s a pleased hum fall from his lips as he scans you up and down, honing in on the small details. the way your speckled ears twitch nervously atop your head, the way your fluffy tail tucks itself between your legs, and most importantly, the way you subtly bare your neck in a subconscious show of submission. he knows it’s more of a safety thing than anything; the scars that litter your body tell him that you’ve learned how to stay safe the hard way. it hurts a little, but it’s a start. it shows him that you know you should submit; now he just has to make it so you submit because you want to, not just because you feel it’s necessary.
you side step him, careful not to brush past him accidentally. shaky legs guide you to the stairs, the anxiety of what's to come mixing with the knowledge that you’re being watched, studied, by the two men that are in charge of your fate. it’s safe to say that you’re grateful to finally get your hand on the banister that leads up the stairs. without it, you can almost guarantee that you’d have tripped and fallen.
the seconds tick by as you climb them and make your way towards the room at the end of the corridor. perhaps it’s your nerves that make it seem as though the door is getting endlessly farther and farther away with each step you take closer. it seems so far, almost like you’ll never reach it. step after step and still you’re not there yet. it gives your brain too much time to think, filling itself with ‘what if?’ questions and worse case scenarios.
until, of course, you do reach it, and then everything seems like its come to fruition all too quick. you suck in an anxious breath, placing your hand on the doorknob and counting to five before pushing it open and forcing your feet to carry you to your doom…
but it doesn’t feel like you’ve reached your doom in here; it’s far too cosy for that. in fact, it’s safe to say that you’ve probably never seen a room quite like this one, littered with soft colours and warm blankets, plants hanging from every surface and some even dangling from the ceiling. it’s a far-cry from everything you’ve ever seen before and yet it makes so much sense. hongjoong had been so eager to fill your room with things when you first arrived, none of which you’ve bothered to unpack. you told him you didn’t need them since you were certain you wouldn’t be around for long. the man had insisted upon buying you more and more until the pile of unused blankets and soft furnishings in the corner of your room could be arranged into some sort of seat that you sometimes use as a change of scenery from your bed. you didn’t understand why he wanted your room to have ‘warmth’ but now you see it; you’d be happy to spend an eternity in this room.
in some sort of giddy haze, you stumble to the bed and sit upon it, just like yunho had instructed. that pit at the bottom of your stomach is still very much there, but as your thighs sink into his soft quilt and your fingers spread themselves across the soft cotton, you find that the awe you feel is far more prevalent than your nerves right now. again, if you took the time to think about it, it might have made you panic more. the odd sense of security you feel from this room should have left you utterly terrified, and yet there you sit, a small smile upon your lips as you let the comfort of the room wash over you.
but just as fast as you made yourself at home, it’s all torn away from you. the door clicks open once more and everything positive you'd briefly felt is torn away in seconds. socked feet fall heavily against the wooden floor, followed by a softer step that you can only assume to be the smaller of the two men. your breath shudders as they grow closer, hitching when a large hand once again finds its way to your chin and pulls at it until there’s nowhere to look but yunho.
“you’re a good puppy at heart, aren’t you?” he purrs as he strokes your cheek. in your peripheral you see hongjoong crawl his way onto the bed and up to the headboard. “i know it’s hard when all you’ve known is neglect, but you deserve to have a family. you just need to learn your place.”
the hand slips from your cheek down to your shoulder and with a gentle shove, pushes you back against the mattress. your body is pushed and pulled into position until you’re lay exactly where they want you, head resting on one of hongjoong’s thighs and your legs spread just wide enough for yunho to slip between them on his knees. hongjoong wastes no time in lacing his fingers through your hair, nails catching against the base of your ear. it’s been a long time since anyone has scratched your ears like that and the sensation has your eyes fluttering shut. he chuckles at your satisfaction and while normally that would earn someone a harsh nip to whatever exposed skin you can access, you let it rest for now.
“remember, sweetheart,” he murmurs as he scratches your scalp, “this is all up to you,” yunho’s hands make their way to the waistband of your shorts, fingers dipping just below the hemline. it’s enough to have your breath hitching in your throat, and while you know you can stop this, you don’t. not because you feel like you can’t, but because you don’t want to. not yet, anyway. perhaps curiosity killed the cat, but it’s been so long since you’ve been touched like this.
besides, satisfaction brought it back.
yunho hums in agreement as he begins to tug gently on the fabric, catching your underwear with his fingers as they make their way down past your hips. “if you want me to stop, you tell me,” the air of the room is cold as it hits your exposed pelvis, and it sends a shiver down your spine as yunho lifts your hips to pull them past the swell of your ass. it’s a little uncomfortable when your wetness is uncovered but yunho is quick to remedy that with a swift kiss to your clit. it’s enough to make you moan a little, but it’s gone just as soon as it’s there. half of you is tempted to buck your hips up in a silent request for more, but you figure your safety is more important than your pleasure. you press your hips back down to the bed.
it takes him very little time to completely tug your shorts free from your legs, tossing them somewhere vaguely behind him. they thud as they hit the ground, but he has no interest in seeing where they went; not when your naked lower half is spread out on the bed for him. he tries to ignore the scars on your thighs, simply smoothing his hands over the remnants of your previous life. they don’t matter anymore, anyway. you’ll never have to fight ever again.
he lets his hands travel to the apex of your thighs, your pussy waiting, ready for him to take as his own. he must be doing something right since it’s already practically dripping. all he wants is to lean forwards and taste it, but he hesitates, gaze travelling to your face first.
“can i?” he raises a brow in question.
“can you what?” you respond.
“taste you, puppy,” you eye him up suspiciously, not quite sure why he’s asking you that. he wanted you to submit, didn’t he? so why is he asking for permission to take what he wants from you? “i want to taste you.”
“yes, but—”
“the answer’s yes?” yunho cuts you off, hands massaging your thighs heavily. there’s a sly look on his face, one that tells you you’re in for more than you you bargained for; more than just saying ‘yes’ to a simple question. you swallow thickly as you nod. “good,” he says, “now ask for it like a good puppy.”
you tip your head to the side curiously, your ears flopping as you shift your position on hongjoong’s thigh. there’s a chuckle from the otherwise quiet man, and with a quick flick of his wrist, your ear is back where it’s supposed to be.
“ask?” he nods.
“like a good puppy,” you feel a shiver run down your spine as his hand brushes against the length of your tail, not stopping until it reaches the base. he tugs upon it gently a couple of times. it’s annoying and anyone else wouldn’t have gotten away with it. you’re not exactly in a position to fight, though, so you let him tease you in the most childish of ways hoping that when all this is over you find an opportunity to tug on his tail instead. “like hongjoong always tells you; don’t tell,” he tugs, “don’t take,” he tugs again, “ask. politely.”
you grit your teeth, “can you?”
“can i what?” he leans in close, breath fluttering against your wet folds as he spurs you on. he’s so close to giving you what you want; a single buck of your hips would brush your aching clit up against his nose. you could get what you want if you really tried hard enough, but somehow you know it won’t end well for you.
“can you eat my pussy?” your words come out defeated and sad, and you have the expression to match. hongjoong coos from behind your head, fingers moving swiftly against your scalp to try and help you feel better about your surrender to yunho. it doesn’t quite work as well as when the hybrid lays his tongue flat against your slit and obscenely slurps up your juices.
“now you’re getting the hang of it, puppy,” hongjoong says, voice sweet and caring like it always is, “all you ever have to do is ask.”
Hey Woncon, hope you are doing well, can i ask Streetracer! poly! Mingi and San x gn reader estabilished relationship please
Hi, dear! I'm doing great <3 I hope you too.
Also, here is your request. It's finally done. I hope, you'll like it. 🥰
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➶ poly!sangi x gn!reader ｡˚ °
-ˏ` ✎﹏ How can you cheer Mingi up before a race? Easy: hugs and coffee. But if it doesn't work? Something sticky.
➴ genre: fluff, streetracer!au (with no actual streetracing, i'm sorryyy), estabilished relationship, polyamory, non-idol!au
: ̗̀➛ warnings: mingi is insecure, beside that this is pure fluff
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⁀➷ million hugs for @wonsheep for betaing!! ❤️
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“Three espressos, please,” you say, flashing a kind smile at the café server.
Bags sit under his eyes, and you know you're no better off. Unlike him, your features are sleepless not because of a nightmare shift, but as an aftermath of two guys who happen to have their car races organized at crazy times.
The server nods, fiddles with his machine, then retreats to the back where the real work is done. The coffee machine whirrs and the whole space smells of delicious, concentrated ground coffee beans. The smell alone is invigorating, enough to make you stop leaning your head on the counter and dozing off, instead looking out the window at the pristine surroundings watched over by the dim lights of the street.
It's two in the morning. The streets are deserted because everyone is still asleep, tossing and turning under blankets, dreaming all sorts of dreams. Even the sun is still snoring away in its own universal bed. But a few adrenaline junkies are on their feet - at least behind the wheel - to compete. Unnecessarily, you think. It's guaranteed that Mingi will win. And you're sure of that because San's not going. If they both get on the grid, it's never clear which one will finish first.
When the coffees are ready, you pay and hold the carton holder with both hands, pushing the door open with your shoulder. The parking lot is cool, much cooler than what would be pleasant after the warmth inside. You longingly recall the seat heater in Mingi's sports car, but for now you'll have to settle for coffee. You won't forgive yourself if you spill it on the seat - even if Mingi would forgive you immediately. Instead, you risk an external, yet easier to wash surface by placing the coffee holder on the hood.
“I've got it, it's warm,” you report, and then you glance curiously towards the back of the car. “What are you doing there?”
You round the side of the vehicle and are surprised to find that the situation is worse than before. Mingi has sunk deeper into ‘driver slump’, as Yunho calls it. His head is resting on San's shoulder, who is stroking his back.
“It won't work,” Mingi mutters.
“Come on. You'll be the best," San says in a soft whisper. His voice could melt car tyres.
Your eyes meet, making you involuntarily pat the pocket of your cardigan to see if you still have the secret ingredients you've been saving to cheer Mingi up. San doesn't have to say anything, because you reflexively step towards them to contribute your own two arms to Mingi's embrace. You've never seen him lose, and every race makes so much adrenaline course through his veins that he flashes reckless turns and grins. But he needs hugs and encouragement before that.
You stroke his waist and tilt your head against his shoulder blade.
“We both know you're going to be fantastic.”
You stand a little like this in the stillness of the morning. Then you pull away first, realizing that if you spend a few more minutes leaning against Mingi's back, you'll fall asleep.
“Come on.”
You finish your drinks in silence, leaning against the vehicle. Mingi is truly invigorated by the caffeine, the gleam returns to his eyes, and when you've watched long enough, he steps up to kiss you on the nose.
“Thanks for the coffee,” he says with a smile. “And for being here.”
Maybe you don't need to use the secret weapon.
“Are you ready then?” San asks. He pats Mingi's waist encouragingly, looks lovingly at him, and then at you.
Although coffee has positive effects, it doesn't solve everything. This is clear when the tall man's smile gives way to an uncertain expression.
“Uhm, can we just go home?” suggests Mingi. “It's still early, and there'll be Cypher, and…” he scratches the back of his head and really gets into making excuses. “...this race isn't that important.”
“You've been preparing for this for months,” you frown.
“You even wrote it in Yunho's work calendar,” San nods.
“Nothing to be afraid of, baby. Really. Cypher's notorious, but you can beat him just as easily as you beat that guy. What was his name?”
“Parker,” San helps you out.
You snap your fingers. “Ah, yeah! See? I forgot him already.”
Mingi sighs deeply. “I'll take out the trash.”
While he approaches the dumpster, you and San get in. You both climb into the back seat. With your butt barely touching the soft seat, and the car's rich Mingi-smell barely reaching your lungs, San leans towards you.
“Now?”
So, San thinks the method is definitely necessary.
You shake your head. “We don't have enough time now. When we fill the tank, then.”
While you're waiting in the queue at the petrol station, bird shit plops onto the windscreen. San hisses as if the bird had touched his body with its droppings. Once again, you're thankful you're not in San's car, who is much more fastidious about it than Mingi. Nevertheless, San is already reaching for the handle to get a windshield wiper.
“Leave it,” Mingi immediately talks him out of this plan.
“What?”
“It brings good luck,” the other explains, brightening up.
“According to whom?”
“Yunho.”
Yunho is many things: a former high school classmate of San's, a former neighbour, Mingi's best friend and his car mechanic. And your trio's matchmaker, who has ambitions like being the best man at your wedding. Someday.
San almost opens his mouth, but finally hums and sits back down. You don't have to read minds to know what he was trying to say. We know something else that brings good luck. You start talking about everyday, non-race specific topics. But by the time it's your turn and Mingi gets out to refuel, you and San are on the watch. You free the packet from your pocket and enclose it in your hand. Soon, Mingi gets back in and steers the car into the parking lot, then walks into the station’s shop to pay.
The action starts.
You both hop in the front seats. You tear open the cheap plastic protector with your teeth, and all the stickers of the package fall on your thighs. Colourful car stickers, a few motivational inscriptions: the perfect decor for Mingi to focus on your words of encouragement, to remember his successes when you can’t directly be with him. You could stick the first one on the dashboard, since you don't have much time, but San stops you by putting his palm on your knee.
“Are you sure?”
Of course he's unsure. Choi San, who keeps his car in a puritanical, clean manner, cleans it after every race, dusts it weekly, et cetera. You have to remind him that this is Mingi's car, Mingi's sake.
“Absolutely. It’ll be nice.” You hold his hand.
So you start taping. You're quick and consistent, running out of stickers quickly. You stick the last one above the steering wheel, a FIX ON sign burning in red flames, and then you pop out to sit back in the back as if nothing had happened.
“Huh,” sighs San, as you get back in time. He ruffles his hair and leans back, but his muscles are still tense and probably will remain so until he sees Mingi's positive reaction. Regardless, you smile at him and he smiles back.
How could this be done faster?
That's the way the two guys see life: a race against time.
Yet, the beauty of it is that when it comes to you, they slow down. Then there's no start line, no race, no trophy, just the three of you in a soothing, sprawling infinity. This was your fortune this time, as Mingi was looking around the shop comfortably and the queue was long, giving you time to get ready.
Mingi walks past the car. He gets in, throws his credit card reflexively on the passenger seat, and only at the end of the automatic movement, when he's about to turn the key, does he notice the stickers. He freezes, blinks, then turns around in disbelief.
“You two…”
“For luck,” you say. “Do you like it?”
“I love it,” replies Mingi, a grateful smile spreading across his face. He strokes all the surfaces, studies them carefully, and then leans back between the front seats to give you a hug. “Thank you.”
“So you're off?” you whisper into his neck.
“With all this luck in your pocket, it would be a shame to miss it,” San murmurs.
Mingi hums. “Only if you come with me for a test drive first.”
“We wouldn't miss it,” San nods.
So, a test drive: an unbelievably fast drive without competitors.
The first thing you do is strap in. Of course, the car won't ignite at 200 km per hour directly here, you'll have to get to a more peaceful part of town first, but until then you have to prepare.
Although when they're with you they slow down, there are times when you’re the one speeding up for them. You know how good they are at driving, and how they make their cars dictate a tempo as fast as the one your heart beats to. You can't help but enjoy the rush, the new dimension that their feet on the pedal, hands gripping the steering wheel and speed open up in the early hours.
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this was inspired by this idea; as i am that perfect height to fit into wooyoung and i go nuts seeing yunwoo hugging like that:
the way wooyoung fits so perfectly into yunho, how he can place his head directly into yunhos neck and snuggle him so perfectly, like they were made for each other, like puzzle pieces; well you fit into wooyoung just as well. you so perfectly meld to him like you were made for each other, like puzzle pieces. so yunho can fit behind you and your in a perfect little sandwich, full of love and warmth, the three of you together like so, completes a perfect puzzle.
a/n: also the car scene/concept of having y/n in the passenger seat is inspired by another writers post, i cant find it now, but they mentioned it in the sense y/n is always in the middle, they're never left alone. also sorry this took so long to post. i had made a poll to ask how to end it and then i put off writing it, and then editing it, but theres really no good excuse, sorry! and this might be one of my longest to date. please give feedback!
tw: smut (although its a bit of a slow burn, theres a lot at the end), oral, fingering, piv, dvp, dirty talk, sickeningly sweet nicknames/pet names too many to list but main ones are princess, doll/babydoll, baby. mentions of weight insecurities, angry woo, idky but i mention pee a few times, not in a sexual way but its brought up more then anything else i've ever read, fear of rollercoasters and riding one. let me know if i missed anything!
also take a shot every time i mention yunhos 'beautiful neck'. 😜
nothing written is fact or is to be taken too seriously. most writings may contain sexual themes so no minors, although i cannot control what you read, but please know not all sexual writings, experiences or things you see are not always correct or standard. you are responsible for what you consume!
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the three of you had been together for a long time. you grew up with and were best friends with yunho since childhood. when he went to school for dance he met wooyoung, and you three quickly became inseparable. and after only 2 years of friendship with woo, the three of you fell into an easy and loving, romantic relationship.
sure it was unconventional, but you all didn't care and even showed the world how healthy a throuple could be. of course you still got stares, and the comments about your weight, especially next to two tall, slim, and handsome men, but they always reassured you. you were perfect to them, to not listen to others and you have more value then just your looks. although you were the most gorgeous and sexy person in the whole world to them. you were their everything and they couldn't imagine their life without you, nor could you imagine yours without them.
you've been together now for several years, but as life does, it often got too busy and there could be days or even weeks you would only see each other in brief passings and could only exchange swift 'i love you's and chaste kisses. of course you lived together and shared a massive bed but it was still only short moments you'd be with either or, or both. you would go to bed and wake at all different times. all three of your love languages was quality time, yours and woos being physical touch as well, so when these times came up and you couldn't have that, you all got antsy.
this month had been one of those times. between work and some volunteer work you did, you had hardly seen your boys. and a local amusement park that came around every year that you would always go to, was soon closing for the season. the three of you had made it tradition to go when it came in town, but you had gotten so busy you barely even registered it was even there. the boys knew if you missed it, you would be sad and deeply disappointed. so they had contacted your work and volunteering work to get you a few days off. they offered a week vacation because of how good you had been doing, they also knew you needed to take some time off. you always worked too hard.
so when your boss and supervisors let you know you had the next week off you were elated. you didn't know why, but you weren't about to ask questions. you came home from that days work smiling ear to ear, thankful you could sleep in the next day. the boys had also taken some time off their respective jobs so you could all spend the week snuggled up together and catching up. so when they arrived home shortly after you they beamed at the smile on your face.
'what are you so happy for, darling?' wooyoung asked as he slid up next to you on the couch, wrapping his arms around your waist and began kissing up your neck and all over your face.
when you could speak after the giggles caused by wooyoungs affection died down, you answered, 'i have the next week off from both jobs! if you two have any free time, i can spend it with you!'
'oh we know,' yunho spoke from where he stood watching you and wooyoung fondly, his arms behind his back as if hiding something, 'we asked for you to have time off, we got some time off as well, princess!' he said, trying to contain his own excitement, 'we're going to spend every minute together!' he spoke as he approached the couch and revealed some bags of takeout from your favorite restaurant.
you jumped out of wooyoungs arms to jump into yunhos. he quickly placed down the bags just in time to catch you and squeeze you in tightly. you felt his smile pressed to the side of your head. he began to press kisses to your head and trail them down your face leading to your lips. you kissed him back just as passionately and with an equally huge smile on your face.
'thank you so much, my love,' you said against his lips.
'hey it was mostly my idea, and i did most of the planning!' wooyoung exclaimed as he came up behind you and wrapping his arms around you where yunhos weren't, sandwiching you between them as you loved most. he pressed his face to your head and took a deep sniff, he loved to smell your hair, and always made sure you had enough of your favourite shampoo.
'yes, thank you, too, my precious kitten!' you leaned your head back to speak against his cheek. you felt his smile grow and you smiled back while giving his warm cheek kisses. this was heaven and you never wanted to leave this moment. between the two men you loved most in the world and who loved you back just as much and unconditionally. you were so at peace in their arms, their heads on either side of yours, gently squishing your cheeks.
yunho eventually broke the peace, 'we have to eat the food before it gets cold.' he said, muffled by your hair and neck he was still nuzzled into.
'yeah, we need to eat to get to bed quickly cause we have a full day tomorrow!' wooyoung chimed in. slightly leaning away to look at you.
'youngie i wanna relax' you whined with a pout.
'trust me you'll love it and have so much fun!' he said just before kissing your pout away. 'and the rest of the week is relaxing stuff, and a few days of just couch or bed rotting if you want!'
you let out a deep sigh and said 'okay, if you say so. thank you youngie!' he beamed at you as you leaned up to kiss him again. yunho quietly starts pecking your face, a silent ask for kisses as well. you happily turned to face him and place some kisses on his soft lips. wooyoung also kept kissing your face. you began to giggle into your kiss with yunho, from the gentle tickling of woos lips and just how silly and elated you felt. the boys caught your silly and started to laugh with you.
'okay, okay lets eat now.' you said, trying to gently push them away. they did let you go and you three went to set yourselves up to eat.
you enjoyed your meal and caught up on a few episodes of a drama you watched together. you eventually got sleepy so you all got ready and went to bed. it was almost hard to go to sleep with the excitement of tomorrow bubbling inside you, but the warmth of your two boys on either side of you eventually lulled you to a peaceful dreamland.
the next morning you were awoken by wooyoung kissing your face.
'youngie please.' you begged through giggles.
'what? i cant kiss my most beautiful, wonderful, amazing, delicious, stunning, beautiful soul, giant hearted, pure, and precious girlfriend awake?' he said all in one breath. 'i'm just trying to show my appreciation!' he immediately went back to kissing all over your face.
'ahhh woo please your gonna make me pee the bed!' you exclaimed through laughs, trying to catch your breath.
he then began to actually tickle you around your tummy and under your arms. your laughter increased tenfold and it took everything to hold the contents of your bladder. you tried to get his hands off you, he was laughing maniacally and attacking you everywhere.
through gasps and breath taking laughs you yelled out your safeword 'cedar' wooyoung immediately stopped and said 'sorry love'
you sat up wiping away tears from your eyes, just catching your breath. 'its okay woo' you leaned in to give him a quick kiss. 'i was just afraid i'd pee the bed.'
yunho who had been in the kitchen and heard the commotion and your safeword, burst in the room at that moment. he gave wooyoung a whack on the head with the ladle he was holding then looked to you.
'you okay sweetie?' he said with genuine concern in his eyes.
'yes yuyu, i'm okay.' you reassured him as you stood up from the bed to give him a kiss as well.
'you didn't need to hit me so hard though!' wooyoung whined from his pouty position on the bed, hand rubbing at the spot yunho hit.
'sorry, woo, you know i hate it when she uses the safeword! you take things too far sometimes.' he spoke gently, and leaned down to kiss wooyoungs head as an a apology.
'i know, i know, i'm sorry' he continued to whine but also quickly turned his head up to capture yunhos lips in an apologetic kiss. yunho smiled into woos lips and kissed him back. they exchanged a few more quick kisses as you watched. you felt so lucky to have two gorgeous boyfriends that also loved each other so dearly.
once they parted yunho leaned over to you and gave you some good morning kisses. you happily kissed him back.
'good morning princess,' he spoke against your lips, you smiled at the pet name. 'youngie and i made a big breakfast for you, wash up and come eat.'
you nodded and hummed in agreement, walking away from the two, towards the attached bathroom to get ready. they left to the kitchen to continue preparing the breakfast.
you used the toilet and washed up your face. you got dressed but didn't know if it would be appropriate for whatever wooyoung had prepared, but figured you could change if need be.
you went to the kitchen and was greeted by some wonderful smells. the table was set and full of your favorite breakfast items. you didn't know, even though the three of you could eat a lot, if you'd be able to finish all this, it was too much.
'ohh my precious boys!' you exclaimed, 'this is beyond wonderful, but isn't it too much?'
'no! definitely not! nothings too much for myyyy snookums!' wooyoung proclaimed, as he came up to you to give you a tight squeeze. you giggled at his silliness and hugged him back.
yunho, who had been finishing up putting out items on the table, then came up behind you to join the hug, completing your perfect hug sandwich. you relished in the warmth and joy radiating from them. but wooyoung needed his day to go as planned.
'okay we need to eat, so we can get this day going,' he said as he ushered you and yunho to your seats patting both your butts, 'after breakfast i'll let you know a bit of the plan but most is a secret!' he said, while bringing his finger to his lips in a secret motion and giggling.
'okay, fine. but i still think this is a bit too much.' you reiterated while settling in in your usual spot between them, taking in the wide spread of food. your small dining table was nearly over flowing, plates and bowls strategically placed.
'even if we don't finish it we can save it for later, it wont go to waste.' yunho reassured you, taking your hand and giving it a gentle squeeze.
'yes, yes, i know.' you sighed as you began to pick a few dishes to start with.
soon enough the three of you settled into your usual eating peace, only a few words exchanged as you filled your bellies. once you had gotten your fill, woo quickly started cleaning up, his mouth still full.
'yah finish chewing at least.' yunho scolded woo through his own mouthful.
'we have to go! we have an hour to get to the place and then lots to do there!' woo excitedly explained, continuing to clean up.
you got up to help him and asked, 'where are we going by the way?'
wooyoung finally swallowed what was in his mouth before speaking, 'firstly i would normally say you don't need to help, especially since this week is about pampering you, but i want to clean up quickly and go,' he spoke quickly, still moving and gathering dishes, yunho then also got up to help, 'second, my beautiful, wonderful, most precious, princess, baby doll,' he finally stopped to grab your hands in his and look you in the eye, 'we're going to the amusement park! its leaving after this week, so we're spending the whole day there. i have a basic plan for what rides and things to do but we can mostly follow the vibe, or whatever you want to do!' he beamed at you, his beautiful blinding smile taking over his face.
you couldn't believe you had forgotten about the amusement park, you were stunned that that's what he had planned for and just stared at him with your jaw open. 'ohh woo' you softly spoke as tears welled in your eyes. they quickly blurred your vision and spilled over. you dropped your head to his chest and brought your arms to wrap around his waist weakly. he wrapped his arms around your shoulders and pressed his face against your head, cooing at you and rubbing your back.
'ohh baby' he spoke tenderly, 'its okay, these are happy tears right?'
you nodded against his neck, tears still streaming down your face. you hadn't done your makeup yet and you were glad you hadn't. you didn't know why you were crying so much, a combination of the surprise plans the boys made, some pent up stress of life and just pure love for your boys was your guess. continuing to sob on wooyoung, you felt his shoulders shake in laughter, a hand leaving your back to point and laugh.
'why are you crying now?!' he exclaimed at yunho.
'you know when she crys, i cry!' yun chokes out.
'ohh my sweet yuyu!' you cry out as you leave woos arms to go to yunhos arms. he gladly pressed you into him, now crying into your hair. you did your best to still your tears enough so you could look up at him. the poor boys nose was now red from the sudden release of emotions and his ears tinged pink in embarrassment. you reached up to cup his face and use your thumbs to wipe away the tears.
'its okay, like i said its happy tears, baby. don't cry now. look, noonas stopped now.' you didn't often use the honorific, though you were three years older then the boys, early in the relationship you agreed you were all equal and didn't need them. it was rare any of you pulled it out, mostly in teasing or professional matters.
'yes noona' he giggled, as the tears stopped and he leaned down to capture your lips in a soft kiss. you returned the kiss gladly, smiling into it.
'as cute as you two are, can we finish cleaning up now.' wooyoung said, now pressing himself into your back.
'yes sir.' both you and yunho answered him. you all burst into laughter, but quickly returned to cleaning up.
soon enough most of the kitchen was clean, at this point wooyoung told you to finish getting ready as the two of them finished the cleaning. you obliged, going to get your makeup on. you decided to change what you were wearing as well. what you had originally put on was fine but you decided, since it was warm and you wanted to reward your boys with some eye candy, to put on their favorite milkmaid dress. a light pink and floral pattern, it flowed to about your mid calves and a slit ran up one leg to the top of your thigh. you also liked this dress, as it showed off the curves you liked very well. and you loved how wild it drove them.
you finished up your hair and light makeup and picked out some appropriate shoes, comfy but went well with the dress. you went to meet the boys at the door, as they had called out a moment before that they were ready. when you got to your entry way and the boys turned to you, both their mouths dropped. you giggled at them, and slyly brought your knee through the slit to show off your leg.
'you like what you see?' you said in a mock sultry tone, knowing full well they wanted to ravish you right then and there.
'fuck.' wooyoung groaned out.
yunho, behind him had turned bright red, from the top of his head, all the way down his neck and you were sure all across his chest and shoulders. if he didn't let the embarrassment take over and the blood rush to his head, it would've rushed to his dick instead, you were sure.
'baby doll,' woo let out a heavy breath, 'why'd you have to wear that one.' he groaned again as he approached you. he brought his hands to your hips, lightly rubbing up an down. he could feel where your panty line was and he traced it with nimble fingers. you smirked as the realization graced his features.
'and she's wearing that pretty little thong!' he exclaimed as he started to grope at your ass, and mouth at your neck, lust starting to take over him. 'you harlot!' he growled into your ear.
you cackled at his words as he continued to let his hands roam over your body. yunho cleared his throat and shook his head, trying to clear his mind of the dirty thoughts.
'i don't know why she wore our favorite dress but we have plans woo, c'mon.' yunho urged. 'we can ravish her after.'
'its supposed to be a reward for making these plans for me, for taking a week to focus on me.' you said through a small pout, as you removed wooyoung from you and readjusted your dress.
'well right now it feels like a punishment! now we're going to be distracted all day.' wooyoung said as his arm snaked around your waist again but now leading you out the door.
'i'm sorry, i can change?' you said half heartedly.
'no!' both men shouted, yunho locking your apartment door behind him.
'shhhh!' you gave both of them a gentle swat on their shoulders, 'quiet in the hallways!'
you all quietly giggled as you made your way to the car park.
getting to your shared car you got in your usual seats. yunho driving, you in the passenger seat and wooyoung in the middle of the back. they didn't want you to be alone so they always made sure wherever you seated, one of them was next to you. you learned early on not to argue with this, so you often just pushed or leaned your seat back and held woos hand and he would lean forward to meet your face to talk to you easier. yunho often rested a hand on your thigh, this time he had far more access with the slit of your dress, so he gave gentle squeezes and mindlessly drew patterns in your skin.
as you leaned your seat back to look at woo, you asked 'so can i know any of your plan?'
'well i guess,' he sighed dramatically, 'there's a few rides we can start with.' he continued to list them off. 'but we need to fit in that roller coaster you promised you would ride last year before dinner!' he gave you a pointed look.
'ohh woo, nooooo, why'd you remember? i cant wooyoungie, nooo!' you half heartedly whine, over exaggerating your distaste for the terrorizing roller coaster that you had never rode before. it was the biggest and scariest one, it took a lot to get you on the easiest one, let alone that one. you had promised woo you would ride it the next year, after some drinks and his promise of bedroom activities.
yunho laughed and patted your leg, 'no, you don't have to princess.' he reassured you.
'she does, she promised!' woo exclaimed.
'c'mon woo don-'
'no i promised,' you cut yunho off, 'i should at least try it once. just remind me to pee beforehand.' you sighed in defiance, 'but why before dinner?'
'you don't want to go on many rides, especially that one after eating, do you?' he said, reaching his face over to place a kiss on your cheek.
you hummed in agreement. 'okay so what's the plan for dinner and after?' you turned your head to give him a quick kiss on the lips.
'well there's a nice place not far from the park we'll go to, then after we can do some other activities in the park and maybe some more rides a bit later in the evening.'
'sounds good. is there any new games, do you know?' you asked, you liked to play them for the fun of it, but the boys got competitive and especially so when there was a prize you wanted. you didn't even have to say you wanted it, they knew the look you got when you liked something. you'd often end up with more plushies, toys and other prizes then you knew what to do with.
'i heard of a few new ones, and some nicer prizes this year!' yunho answered you. you could both see in his eyes and hear in his voice the excitement he had. he loved the games the most, both of them were competitive, but while wooyoung does anything in his power to get you something, yunho does his best to perfect the game, to truly beat it. as long as they didn't get too into it and get genuinely angry, you enjoyed watching them play the ones you couldn't or didn't want to play.
with that, the three of you fell into a comfortable quiet. speaking every now and then, catching up on a few things, but mostly enjoying the presence of each other and the quiet while you had it, it was going to be noisy and crowded at the amusement park.
when you arrived and parked wooyoung let you know he had pre ordered the tickets, and just needed to get the bracelet passes at the entrance. when you received them you realized they were the all access passes, they were really spoiling you today. the passes could let you jump some lines and some of the food stands you could get free snacks, and play some rounds of games for free.
'wooyoung you really didn't need to get these passes.' you whined halfheartedly to him as he attached the bracelet to your wrist, and giving the back of your hand a kiss.
'i said before, there's nothing too much for our princess,' he grabbed your face between his hands, squishing your cheeks, as he said the next part, 'and i better not hear any more complaints about this being too much.' he said half sternly, his face scrunched in mock anger.
'okay' your response muffled by his squishing, but he nodded and pecked your pursed lips in satisfaction that you got it.
he released your face, 'as long as i can spoil you back someday.'
he sighed as he took one of your hands, yunhos hand already interlaced with your other hand, and you began walking through the entrance of the park, 'you don't have to, we don't need it, just seeing you happy is enough for us. but i guess if you really wanna do something, if it'll make you happy, then sure.'
'yes it would.' you pouted back at him, 'i mean especially with what i have in mind.' you gave a sly smirk and raised an eyebrow.
'don't make promises you cant keep, sweetheart.' he bumped your hip with his own, playfully, but you bumped yunho unintentionally anyway.
'okay you two, lets behave ourselves, we're in public.' yunho scolded the both of you. he then led you to the closest ride, a simple teacup ride.
although it was a simple ride, the way the boys did it made it ten times more fun. you would sit between them and they would do the work of spinning the cup. with both of them spinning it, it went impossibly fast. you would be tossed up against one of them and laughing your head off, all of you laughing your asses off. woo would also sometimes try to change trajectory, making the dizziness worse.
by the time the ride stopped you couldn't breathe through your laughter. yunho had to help you stand and get down from the ride, the world was still spinning too much. once you were on solid ground he stood in front of you holding your arms as you continued to giggle and wobble. wooyoung had leaned himself against you, also still laughing and regaining his balance. somehow yunho still seemed stable, as he supported both of you, giggling and watching you both fondly.
if this was just the start of the day, you knew it would be an amazing day.
after many more rides and some other activities, it was soon lunch time and your bellies were letting you know.
'is anyone else as hungry as i am?' yunho asked the both of you. the three of you were sat on a bench, resting after a thrilling ride. yunhos arm was slung behind your shoulders, resting on the bench. wooyoung was on your other side, holding your hand and resting his head on your shoulder, and basically squishing you against yunho, even though there was more then enough room. you enjoyed it regardless, resting your cheek atop woos head.
'yes!' you both responded enthusiastically, though not moving.
'okay we should head to the restaurant now then.' yunho said as he moved his arm from the bench and went to stand.
'no wait!' wooyoung nearly shouted as he jumped up, jostling you over into a half stood yunho, who in turn caught you and stumbled back into the seat with you, 'oh, sorry, sorry baby,' woo rushed out, 'but you haven't ridden the coaster yet.' he stood with his hands on his hips.
'damn i thought he'd forget.' yunho half whispered to you.
'its okay,' you patted his thigh as you stood, 'okay wooyoung lets find a bathroom, then get it over with.'
once you were in line, the little bravery you had earlier was now just a memory. your heart was already pounding in your ears with anxiety. yunho had placed himself behind you, wrapping his arms around your middle and resting his chin on top of your head. he could feel you start to shake and he began rubbing your belly and sides in an attempt to calm and comfort you.
'you really don't have to do this, you know? we can gang up on woo and get out of it if we really tried.' he spoke into your hair, his lips pressing kisses into your crown. wooyoung was ahead of you, excited and talking to another patron about the ride. him and yunho had ridden it a few times in the past, and they enjoyed it, but you were never a fan of coasters.
'n-no, i w-want to at least t-try it once.' you stuttered out through a shaky breath.
'some things you don't need to try.' he insisted as he tightened his arms around you, squeezing you to help ground you. you took a few deep breaths, allowing yourself to feel yourself against yunho and take in his calming presence.
it was then that wooyoung turned back to you two.
'hey are you okay, doll?' he asked as he brought his hands up to your arms to gently rub them.
'y-yeah, i'm fine.' you said, silently cursing that your voice still wasn't steady.
'you don't look fine, and your shaking like a leaf. you don't have to go on the ride, baby, this is your day.' he began to step closer, to encase you between both men in a hug, but you placed your hands on his chest to stop him.
'no, i do want to try it, i just need to take a few more deep breaths and distract myself a little bit.' you insisted, as you stepped out of yunhos hold and took some deep, slow breaths. you closed your eyes to focus on just your breathing, and think of something else.
you took each of the boys hands in your own and asked, or really told, yunho, 'tell me more about the new games they got here. what will we play first when we come back?'
'well there's a new shooting game, they updated some ring toss ones, and there's a new duck pond type you might like.' he rambled off quickly, 'and the prizes, i saw some people online say there's some sanrio characters, and better quality in all prizes really.
'ohh really sanrio?!' that got your attention, it was one of your favourite things. the games were in a another part of the park, so you hadn't seen them nor any prizes, you were also to focused on your boys, you probably wouldn't have noticed anyway.
'yeah we'll get you every character they have!' wooyoung spoke up.
they were doing good at distracting you, before you knew it, it was your turn to get on the ride. luckily it was three seats per row, so you could be seated between your boys. you were also closer to the middle of the ride, which also helped ease your mind, even just the slightest. the operator showed you how to buckle in and brought the big latch down over your head. once you were all settled, both men grabbed one of your hands, you squeezed them tightly.
'its okay, baby, we got you.' yunho said, giving you a reassuring look.
'you might even enjoy it.' wooyoung chimed in, also giving you a hopeful look. excitement also laden across his features.
you took a few more deep breaths before the ride started. the latch locked into place and the tram started moving. you winced as it jolted forward, squeezing the mens hands tighter. yunho rubbed his thumb over your knuckles and woo gave a squeeze back. there was a long slow ascent that felt like it went on forever. when you reached the top of the first drop, you squeezed your eyes shut and took a deep breath. then you were dropping, and speeding along the rest of the ride. it was fast and had many ups and downs, and twists and turns, and some loops. by the end of it you had scrunched yourself up as much as the belt and latch would allow, you thought you might've broken one of the boys hands, and your voice was raw from screaming. you hated it.
once again yunho had to help you off the ride and to solid ground on your shaky legs. you had to take a seat and catch your breath. luckily there was a bench close by.
'are you okay, princess?' yunho asked, you still had a death grip on his forearm, but he didn't seem to mind.
'yeah, i'm never doing that again, but i'll be fine.' you said through your teeth, focusing on your breathing. inhale, exhale. inhale, exhale.
'thank you for trying it, babydoll.' wooyoung had knelt to his knees in front of you, rubbing his hands up your thighs and up and down your sides, breathing with you to help focus. 'i'm sorry i made you do it. this day was to make you happy.'
'no, i wouldn't do it if i didn't want to. i'm glad i tried it, even if it just further confirmed my hatred for coasters.' you said as you bumped your forehead against his, giving him a light smile as you felt yourself start to relax. you let go of yunhos arm and took his hand to examine it, there would be a light bruise, it was already red where your fingers were. you kissed along his fingers in apology. then took wooyoungs hand as well to do the same.
'okay, i think i'm ready to eat now.' you said, letting out a final deep breath, then interlocking your fingers with theirs gently.
'perfect lets go.' wooyoung exclaimed as he jumped up and tugged you and yunho along, back to the car.
'can i complain that this restaurant is ridiculous for the other activities we have done today?' you said to wooyoung over the menu. he said it was a nice place, but this was almost black tie worthy. there was almost nothing less then $30 on the menu, and the drinks menu had names you couldn't pronounce.
'we don't go to places like this often, its a treat for all of us!' wooyoung said excitedly, a little to loud for the quiet atmosphere.
'shhhh,' both you and yunho shushed him, 'and we're hardly dressed up enough for it either, i feel so out of place.'
'you belong as one of the statues they have here doll,' woo said, looking you up and down, referring to the immaculate marble carved statues that were placed around the space. you had to admit some were closer to your shape then what one might expect. 'and if you feel out of place now, how about if i said i wanted to take you back to one of the private bathrooms and fuck you stupid?' he leaned over to whisper in your ear, his hand finding the exposed flesh of your thigh and tantalizingly running his fingers up towards your center. you quickly swatted his hand away, and brought one of the cloth napkins to cover your lap. 'behave yourself jung wooyoung.' you whisper shouted.
a pout immediately found its place on his pretty lips, and yunho chuckled and ohhhhed. 'she full named you.' he continued to quietly giggle behind his hand.
'you be good to yunho.' you turned on him. 'lets act our age for a bit please.' you huffed and straightened yourself and continued to look at the menu.
'yes, noona.' they said in unison, and you had to bite back the laugh that threatened to burst out of you. luckily the waiter approached for your order at that time.
'are we ready to order?' he asked.
'not quite,' you answered, 'you two?' you asked the boys. wooyoung had a few questions and yunho wasn't ready yet either. as the waiter answered woos questions you noticed how he leaned towards him and made some flirtatious actions towards wooyoung.
when he left you spoke up, 'i think somebody likes you, woo.' you said in a singsong tone.
both men looked at you, equally confused. 'what?' wooyoung asked.
'the waiter,' you gestured in the direction he left, 'he was flirting with you.'
'what? no. really?!' he said, shocked. wooyoung was smart but sometimes a bit dense, he didn't realize some of his actions could be seen as flirting, nor does he really realize when someone else is flirting with him.
'yes, the way he leaned in.' you demonstrated, 'he was trying to get a sniff of you and trying to show off.' you turned to yunho, 'yuyu when he comes back you ask him something and see if he does it to you.'
'why are you getting me involved?' he said, still equally confused and exasperated.
'well i figure he must be gay so he definitely wouldn't do it to me.' you explained.
'you shouldn't assume baby.' woo pipped in.
'yes i know, sorry.' you apologized.
'even if he was flirting, did it make you jealous?' woo smirked as he leaned in and gave a suggestive look.
'no' you hesitated for a second but that was enough to make him pounce.
'you are jealous!' he exclaimed, thankfully in a quieter level this time.
'well i would be too, if i noticed, i mean i am now that i know.' yunho said.
'good.' woo said, flipping non existent hair over his shoulder.
both you and yunho sighed, knowing you shouldn't fuel his behavior. he'll continue to overexaggerate any flirting and sexy actions just to get the both of you mad, just so you'd take it out on him later, in the bedroom. the little brat.
you turned back to the menu to actually pick something. though you were uncomfortable with the prestige-ness of the place, and the prices of the menu items, you decided the boys were right, you deserved this treat. you all did. so after discussing with them, you all decided on three courses each, you would share most of it all anyway, and waited for the waiter to return.
when he did, you noticed the lightness in his step, excited to see wooyoung. you smirked and elbowed yunho, gesturing for him to watch.
he was professional and friendly enough as he took your orders, but there were just a few little gestures and a different pitch to his voice when he talked with wooyoung. you noticed how yunho had to bite back a laugh as he noticed this as well. when your order was taken and he had walked off, yunho finally let out his laugh, still trying to keep quite, muffling it with his hand.
'wow, he really was flirting with you.' he said when he composed himself.
'see,' you said, 'our wooyoungie is just too irresistible.'
'yea, we should leave him at home, keep him hidden away.' yunho said jokingly. and you nodded in agreement.
'noooo, baaaabbeeesss, its not my fault.' woo whined dramatically, a devastating pout and shiny puppy eyes gracing his feature, 'i'm not trying to flirt or lead him on. i only have eyes for you two! you know that! i love you, both, so much.'
you couldn't resist how cute he was and began to coo at him, and scratched under his chin, like a cat. then grabbed his chin to bring him in for a kiss. he smiled against your lips and tried to deepen the kiss. as much as you wanted to continue to kiss him, you had to push him away, but not before a few more pecks.
'we love you too, youngie.' you said, running your fingers through his hair to then rest your palm against his cheek. he nuzzled into your warm hand, beaming at you.
'we love you so much,' yunho also said, he reached across your lap to take wooyoungs hand, resting in your lap, as he ran his thumb over woos knuckles, 'we're just teasing.'
'i know.' woo said as he brought yunhos hand to his lips. yunho was more shy about pda, so a blush quickly creeped up his neck as he took his hand back. wooyoung just beamed at him, finding the other boy so endearing.
you all settled into some more normal conversation, catching up some more on each others lives. some projects and stories from work. new interests you may have found, anything and everything. quality time really was your top love language, you felt so full of love and fulfilled, happy and relaxed.
time flew, and your meals were coming out. you gawked at how lovely and exquisite your meals looked. you almost felt like you couldn't eat it. you gave wooyoung a pointed look, while he just casually popped the first peace of meat in his mouth, smiling widely while chewing, humming in delight.
you all began eating and fell quiet. enjoying the food and your time together. you were finished before you knew it and your plates taken away, quickly followed by dessert. it was just as lovely and delicious.
when the waiter came to give you the bill, wooyoung quickly took the booklet and told you and yunho to go out in the car, he'll take care of the bill.
'youngie, baby, at least let me see it.' you whined to him. you couldn't help to notice the cringe look on the waiters face.
'no, i said no more complaining.' he said half sternly, patting your hip to get a move on, 'i'm paying and you can't do anything about it, baby doll!'
you huffed dramatically, but stood up to leave, 'alright, be quick.' and you don't know what came over you but you leaned down and grabbed his face to kiss him deeply. he didn't understand where this came from either but smiled into the kiss nonetheless.
when you straightened up, the look of shock and disgust on the waiters face was priceless. you bit back a smirk and grew even bolder, taking yunhos hand in yours you said, 'lets go baby.' and started walking out.
when you were outside yunho asked, 'what was that about?' he had a small smile on his lips but still a little shocked by your behaviour.
'did you see the waiters face? he was disgusted that i kissed wooyoung, and not in a normal way, in the way that he couldn't believe woo, and you, are with someone like me.' you said, smiling triumphantly remembering his face.
'what?' he questioned. he understood your insecurities around your body and understood, through you explaining to them, how others perceive you, especially next to them and with them.
before you could answer him, wooyoung was storming towards you two, clearly mad. he curtly asked yunho for the keys to the car, he hesitated for a moment but did eventually hand them over, seeing the other man seething. woo roughly opened the drivers door and said. 'get in.' you and yunho looked at each other confused but quickly got in the car to not anger him more.
'what happened?' you asked when you were seated.
'nothing.' he nearly growled as he threw the car in drive and half hazardly left the parking lot.
'whoa, wooyoung,' you exclaimed as you were thrown against the door by the rough turn he took, 'calm down, please. pull over and tell us what happened?'
'its not worth repeating the filth he said.' he said in a low rumble, through clenched teeth.
'can you at least pull over to calm down a bit?' yunho asked from the backseat, concern laced his voice.
wooyoung didn't answer but did find another parking lot to pull into. it was luckily half empty, because he might have hit something if there was. he parked, taking up a few spaces, and let out a deep breath. his hands were still holding the steering wheel in a death grip, knuckles white.
you and yunho just waited with bated breath for him to say anything. he was panting but now through some deep breaths began to calm down and even out his breathing.
'we're never going back to that goddamn place.' wooyoung finally broke the silence. even though he had calmed down some, his words still held venom.
'we don't have to.' you said evenly, you wanted to reach out and touch him, give him some comfort but it wasn't the right time yet.
after a few more moments of tense silence he spoke again, 'i wont repeat what he said but he insulted our y/n.' he finally confessed what had angered him so much.
you saw yunhos confused face and him about to ask who, but you realized who and mouthed 'waiter' at him. he made an o with his lips then asked, 'why would he say something?'
reluctantly woo answered, 'he said he was going to ask for my number but..' he trailed off, hitting the steering wheel, most likely remembering whatever the waiter said.
'whatever he said, it doesn't matter. i have you and yunho, i know you two love me, nothings going to change that.' you said firmly, trying to comfort him.
'no!' he turned on you then, 'those filthy words should never come from anyone's mouth about anyone, how could someone say that about someone just because of their size or how they look.' his voice started quivering and you could see tears well up in his eyes, 'you've told us of things people have said to you, but we've never heard them before. this dirtbag said something so horrible about my partner to my face. i cant imagine the things that have been said to your face and how that feels. i'm so sorry baby, i'm sorry the world is so cruel.' the tears were now streaming down his face, and he had grabbed your hands in his.
you were used to the things people would say about your plus size figure, so you could only imagine what the waiter had said. but you had learned that someone like that, their opinion didn't matter, so you didn't let it get to your head as often anymore. and you had tried to convey all this to the boys in the past, they had gotten it to an extent, but really if you don't experience something, you cant really truly understand it.
'it's okay wooyoungie.' you said calmly, squeezing his hands in reassurance, 'i know its upsetting, but its okay, i've learned how to deal with it and it doesn't affect me anymore. please forget about it, and don't let that ruin the day.' you reached up to wipe away the still flowing tears. 'my precious kitten, don't cry anymore please.'
he leaned into your touch, trying his best to still his tears, 'i know, my love, i know. but its hard to forget when its the first time something like that has been said to my face. its so horrible.'
you nodded in understanding, then leaned over the center console to kiss him. you started with a soft, hopefully reassuring, kiss, but he quickly deepened it, trying to escalate it. he brought his hands up to your face to bring you closer. he eventually moved from your lips to kiss all over your face, and you began to giggle at the ticklish feeling of his lips on your skin and at how cute and endearing he was.
he leaned over even closer and whispered in your ear, 'i would take you right here and now, if you'd let me. show you how beautiful and sexy i think you are.'
before you could tell him you already knew how he saw you yunho pipped up, or more like choked out, 'you could.'
you both looked at the tall man sitting in the back seat, his face was flushed and he had an obvious tent growing in his pants.
'no, we have other things to do today. we can fuck later tonight, at home.' you told the two, now lust filled boys.
'we can pull behind this building and woo can eat you out.' yunho suggested.
'n-'
'yea, yea, lets do that,' woo spoke over your protest. already trying to get you in the backseat, while yunho got out to get in the drivers seat.
'no, but what about you two?' you tried, already knowing their answer, as you got into the back seat, wooyoung following, settling onto the floor in front of you.
'no we'll be fine, princess. especially today, its all about you.' yunho answered, already driving the car to hide it behind the building.
wooyoung now in position between your legs, moved your dress out of the way and began rubbing his hands up your thighs. he licked his lips as his eyes never left your clothed core.
'wait, wait, is there at least a towel in here?' you asked before he could really dive in.
he looked around and into the seat pocket and found the clean, small towel you kept in the car for occasions like this. you lifted your hips to allow woo to place the towel under your ass, and moving your dress further up out of the way.
once you were settled, he promptly threw your legs over his shoulders and began to kiss up your thighs. he licked and left love bites along the way as well. as woo was working up to your now soaked core, you made eye contact with yunho in the sun visor mirror, he had also positioned the rearview mirror to watch wooyoung work. he had pulled out his hard on and was lazily stroking it, your mouth watered at the sight.
wooyoung had finally reached your core and began kissing over your soaked panties. you moaned as his nose just barely brushed your clit, and you felt him smile against you.
'don't tease, baby, we have to be quick.' you whined out, resisting the urge to grab his hair and push him into your cunt, you didn't want anymore signs of your scandalous activities. you found one of his hands to lock fingers with.
he smirked up at you, before using his free hand to push your panties aside and plunge a finger into your heat. you let out a low moan at the feeling, and rolled your hips to get more friction. he laughed before dipping down to take your clit between his lips, giving it a harsh suck.
'ooohhhhhh, youngieee.' you nearly squealed out, nearly coming on the spot. from the front seat, yunho let out his own moan, the grip on his cock tightening, the red tip leaking. your mouth watered even more.
you continued to let out breathy moans and high whines, as wooyoung continued to work over your sensitive bud. he soon added another finger, now curling them in that delicious way that made you see stars. you let your legs fall open further, letting him have more access. his ministrations began to speed up as your moans got higher and more frequent. he could feel your cunt squeeze his fingers, a tell that you were close. he began to moan into you and sped up his movements. a few more flicks of his tongue and curls of his fingers, white hot pleasure tore through you as you gushed all over his face. he happily lapped up all your juices while helping you ride out your high. soon enough though you became too sensitive and tried to push his head away. he licked up your folds a few more times before he leaned away, moving your panties back in place, and licking his lips and cleaning off his fingers.
'young-ah.' yunho panted from the drivers seat. he was still stroking himself and clearly very close. wooyoung quickly jumped into the passenger seat and took yunho into his mouth. only a few deep bobs of his head and yunho was groaning the way he does when he cums. woo kept bobbing and sucking, making sure he got every drop.
'thank you.' yunho said, still breathless, when woo came up. he smirked as he wiped his chin of any remaining fluids, then leaned in to kiss yunho.
you bit your lip and clenched your thighs together as you watched your boyfriends make out. wooyoung slightly pulled away for a moment to place his fingers that had been inside of you, into yunhos awaiting mouth. he eagerly sucked on woos fingers, tasting you and moaning as his eyes rolled back and he closed them. woo chuckled as he began to kiss along yuns jaw and down his long beautiful neck. you whined at the lack of attention you were getting. you loved watching them play with each other, but you were normally all closer and touching, and frankly you were just being a little selfish and just wanted them to be all over you.
'ohh my pretty princess, you taste so good.' yunho breathed out
'c'mere then.' you said, lust still heavy in your voice.
he leaned the seat back and turned as much as he could, you leaned forward to grab his face and kiss him. you slightly tasted yourself and his own release on his lips, transferred from woos lips. you lathed your tongue against his to get more of the taste, you loved when your releases were mixed together on your tongues. you continued to make out until he pulled away groaning at wooyoung trying to put him back in his pants.
'lets get back to the park.' woo said when he was done. he grabbed the baby wipes from the glove compartment, then got out to get in the backseat to clean you up.
'we could just go back to the apartment,' you said, mind still a bit hazy from your high, when he was seated next to you, you grabbed his face to kiss along his jaw and down his neck, he smiled at your antics as he cleaned between your thighs, 'we had fun at the park, now i just want my boys.' you breathed out as he kissed down your thighs and straightened out your dress.
'sorry baby, we have plenty of time the rest of the week.' he said as he sat up to capture your lips in a heated kiss.
he broke the kiss sooner then you'd like, 'how am i supposed to wait when you do that, youngie.' you whined, trying to chase his lips but he just turned his head, so you kissed his cheek.
'don't you want some of those sanrio prizes?' he asked sweetly, but his hand was rubbing up and down your exposed thigh, squeezing and kneading the sensitive flesh, tantalizingly close to where you wanted him most.
you let out an annoyed groan, pushing his hand away and crossing your arms across your chest, 'fine, but not too long, please. i really want the both of you now, you've got me all worked up.'
yunho groaned in the front seat, still watching you, his eyes boring holes in the mirror where he could see your plump chest pushed up further by your arms and jiggling when you huffed.
'just a few games, princess and we'll take you home and do whatever you want for the rest of the night.' he said, biting his lip and starting the car.
you smirked at him through the mirror, noticing where his eyes were watching. you just crossed your arms tighter.
'don't be a tease.' woo said, watching the both of you. he brought your legs across his lap, and pulled you closer to his side, his hand wide on your ass.
'what? like you.' you said in a sultry, teasing tone, leaning in to pretend to nip at his nose. he just smirked and nipped back at you.
you both just giggled at each other and you leaned into him, burying your face in his neck. yunho smiled fondly at the both of you through the mirror.
soon though you were back at the park. you let out a deep sigh against wooyoungs neck, and he chuckled as he kissed along your face. yunho opened the door for you two to get out. woo got out while carrying you bridal style. when you were out you told him to put you down, but he refused.
'you cant carry me the rest of the day.' you insisted, lightly smacking his chest.
'i would if you let me.' he said, finally letting you down while kissing along your jaw till he met your lips, and he pressed a long kiss to them.
yunho came up behind you to hug the both of you into your favorite hug sandwich. you leaned your head back to kiss yunho, and he gladly leaned down to kiss you. the three of you stood there for a moment, taking in the warmth of each other and happy to be holding each other.
woo pressed a kiss to the side of your head before he spoke, 'lets go, my loves.' he reached above your head to give yunho a kiss as well.
you broke apart to walk into the park, and you took one of their hands each in yours, locking your fingers and bringing them to your lips to place a kiss to them.
you went through a few games, the boys won something from each one. they got you a giant plush of your favorite sanrio character, and you participated in a few games, but mostly just watched them play. you loved just watching them sometimes. because of how they had gotten you worked up in the car, you did your best to tease them and get them to want to go home. and your obvious actions worked. you were heading home far sooner then wooyoung had planned, but none of you were complaining.
you stumbled into your apartment, attached to wooyoung, fervent kisses and frantic touches and trying to undress each other.
yunho was following, making sure to lock the door. he also began loosing clothes on the way to the bedroom.
you tried pushing wooyoung away for a moment. 'youngie, hang on,' he was still working his mouth along your neck, sloppily leaving love marks, 'why don't you and yuyu get the bed ready and i get ready in the bathroom,' you panted out, he finally brought his face up to yours, still close enough to brush his lips against yours, 'you two be ready with those beautiful cocks out for me, yeah, baby?'
both boys let out strained moans. you managed to get out of woos hold, and as you passed yunho to your bedroom, you traced your fingers along the band of his exposed underwear. he shivered and groaned as he followed you.
you quickly went to the bathroom and prepared yourself for your boys. you then stepped out into the bedroom in just your thong. you raised your hands to hold the doorway and brought one knee to bend over the other, trying to make a sexy pose. you took in the beautiful sight of your boys spread side by side on the bed waiting, stroking each other. all three of you let out moans at the sight of one another.
yunho crawls down the bed while making a come hither motion, you oblige, and walk over, slowly and sultry.
'i know just what to do with you like this.' he says once you meet him at the edge of the bed. he brought his hands to your hips, teasing his fingers along your panties.
you didn't get a chance to kiss or even touch him, before he threw you up onto the bed, then dragged your hips up and back so you were on all fours. he stood behind you and roughly trust his cock against your ass, a guttural groan in his throat. yunho was such a sweet puppy the rest of the time, but when he let himself go, let himself go to his lust and primal urges, he became feral. you loved to see the turn in nature, and loved to be manhandled by him.
'teasing us all day with that dress and this damn thong!' he growled out, 'which we could see through the dress by the way, dirty girl.'
you moaned at his words, pushing your ass back against his leaking cock. he grunted and twitched away. then he brought a hand to your core, pushing the offending material aside and quickly plunging in two fingers. you squealed and tried to move your hips away but his hold on you only tightened. he brought you flush against him, his cock nestled in between your plush ass cheeks. he began to roughly work you open with his fingers, too desperate to prep you properly.
a few more rough thrusts of his fingers he pulled his hand away to take his cock and line himself up to your hole. he rested the tip there for a moment, he then took the string of thong from between your cheeks, pulled it far and let it go to snap against your cheek. at the same time he thrust in most of the way, causing you to cry out in both pain and pleasure, tears brimming your eyes.
'yunho, too much.' you whine, still trying to wiggle out of his strong grasp.
'you wanted us to fuck you, didn't you, pretty?' he said, your sweet boyfriend long gone, lost to his own lust and need. though he was still, giving you a moment to breathe.
'yes, but i normally take youngie first, your too big yunnie.' you whined, but also began to slowly move yourself back onto him. he met your movements and pushed in slowly. he chuckled lowly at your actions that opposed your words.
'just keep breathing, baby' he reminded you as he squeezed and groped your plush ass.
he let out continuous groans and moans as he watched himself sink further into your warmth. once he was fully sheathed he let out a satisfied sigh.
'fuck,' you moaned out, 'your so deep, baby. i love how you fill me up so well.'
'yea,' he breathed out as he slowly started to pull out again, 'you like being fucked stupid on my big dick? just being a cum dump for the two of us?'
you could only nod and whine in response, as the delicious feeling of him stroking your walls was all you could think about.
wooyoung had been watching the two of you, enjoying the show yunho was putting on, slowly stroking himself lazily. you watched him through bleary eyes. you tried to reach out to take his pretty cock in your hand but he didn't let you, instead pulling you forward a bit to deepen your arch.
you moaned as you felt the head of yunhos cock tug at your entrance. you tried to push back on him to push him back in, but yunhos hold on you was too strong, which equally frustrated you and turned you on.
'c'mon yuyu,' you said in a teasing tone, 'you said you'd fuck me stupid, but here i am still making full sentences.'
he let out a low chuckle, which just went straight to your core, and said, 'be careful what you ask for, pretty princess.'
then he slammed into you, making your ass jiggle just how he liked, and he began to set an unrelenting pace. more tears formed in your eyes, but from overwhelming pleasure. every punishing stroke sent more and more pleasure running through you. he hit a sweet spot deep inside you with every thrust. you were gushing and getting closer to release by the second. the sounds of your combined moaning and the slapping of skin was absolutely pornagraphic, and you loved every second of it. just a few more deep and hard thrusts and you were cumming and screaming, your release flooding yunhos thighs as his release filled you. he continued to lazily thrust to help you through your high, but soon stilled inside you. you both stayed like that as you tried to catch your breaths, panting and humming in satisfaction.
he gave your ass another firm squeeze before slowly pulling out of you. you whined at the loss of the full feeling he provided, but then felt him tug your underwear down and off of you. he had gently eased you down so you were now lying on your stomach, still a bit hazy and happy. he lay down next to you, admiring your fucked out face.
you were so out of it, you didn't notice wooyoung moving until he was turning you over and pulling your legs over his shoulders and kissing up your thighs messily. you let out a strangled whine when his mouth latches onto your core. he sucked your over sensitive bud between his lips, his tongue poking out to also prod and stimulate you.
'youngie please,' your voice cracked, and tears fell from your eyes, 'i'm too sensitive.'
you tried to push his head away helplessly but he just shoved his face in deeper and held on tighter. yunho took your hands and pinned them above your head in just one of his large hands. he shot you a teasing smile before dipping his head to attach his mouth to your breast. you involuntarily arched into him and let out another pained whine.
wooyoung had taken the slightest pity on you and detached from your clit, only to plunge his tongue into your dripping hole. he moaned as he greedily lapped up yours and yunhos combined releases. he spread your legs wider to get more access, doing his best to get impossibly deeper and drink up all your juices. yunho, still suckling your breasts, helped spread you by pulling one leg up and across his lap. you felt his hard cock against your thigh and felt him begin to lazily hump you, as he moaned against your skin.
now with more access to you, wooyoung slightly pulled away, panting against your soaked folds, sending a shiver through you. he quickly replaced his tongue with two of his fingers. dissatisfied with the lack of squeeze you gave them, due to you having been stretched already by yunho, he added a third, and began curling them and rubbing that sweet, spongy spot that got your moans climbing higher. he groaned before taking your clit between his lips again. he continued his delicious ministrations, and with yunhos lips and body against you, the knot below your tummy was close to snapping. woo gently grazed his teeth against your swollen bud and gave a harsh suck and you were seeing stars. white hot pleasure rushed through you, lighting up every nerve, and your body began to tremble. you were gushing all over wooyoungs face but he just happily lapped up every drop. he continued his movements to help you ride out your high, but thankfully slowed as well, until he was just lazily lapping at your folds.
yunho had pressed his head into your chest, grunting, moaning and panting in desperation, as his hips erratically humped your thigh until he came all over your leg and tummy. his grip on your hands and leg loosened as he slumped against you. his face still pressed between your boobs, one of his favorite places to be, a satisfied smile on his pretty lips. he brought his arms to hug around you, and moved to cuddle into your side, spent and happy.
wooyoung hadn't come yet though, so he had begun to lick up yunhos cum off your skin. up your leg and tummy. he also kissed up your tummy, nipping and leaving love marks on your skin. no one enjoyed your plush belly more then wooyoung.
'm sorry, baby,' he mumbled against your skin, just before plunging his hard and aching cock into your warm hole.
you whined as he seated himself balls deep. he didn't reach as far as yunho, but he was slightly thicker and he had more veins which gave him a delicious texture that had your walls quivering with every drag.
'i understand baby, its okay,' you reassured him.
he got a firm grip on your hips, your flesh spilling between his fingers, which he couldn't get enough of, and raised them enough to get a good angle before he began to slowly pull out and thrust back in. he set a slow and steady pace, both due to his lack of energy and to try to not overstimulate you too much. he let out whines and high moans, music to your ears, as his forehead pressed into the top of your belly. you could feel how he tried his best to keep a gentle slow pace, so you tapped the side of his head. when he looked up at you, eyes glossy, you nodded to him to let him know he could go the pace he wanted. he let out a sound as if asking for confirmation, and you nod again and cup his cheek in your hand. as he nuzzles into your touch and closes his eyes, he picks up his pace. more whines and moans begin falling from his beautiful, swollen lips. soon his movements became sloppy and he was filling your cunt with his warm release. his face twisted in pure bliss, lips forming a silent o. the feeling of him filling you and the look of his beautiful o face made another orgasam crash into you, and you cried out with the unexpected high. both boys quickly turned their heads to you with a surprised but satisfied look.
wooyoungs hips slowed and soon stilled, still deep inside you. before his knees could give out on him, woo hastily moved you up the bed, doing his best to stay in you, just enough so he could climb on top of you, placing himself so he was facing yunho on your chest. yunho wrapped his arm around woo and pulled you both tight together and against him.
the three of you stayed like that for some time, basking in the after glow of your highs and each others touch and presence. wooyoung mindlessly tracing patterns in your skin, yunhos face pressed into the juncture of your neck, all of your breaths slowly evening.
eventually though all the fluids began to dry and become uncomfortable on our skin. it must've felt uncomfortable to yunho too because he was the first one to speak and move.
'should i get a bath ready?' he whispered into your skin.
you answered as you let out a deep sigh, 'if you can, that would be lovely, baby, thank you.'
'wait,' woo exclaimed as he sat up, 'i want both of us in her pretty pussy, she's stretched enough. lets clean up quickly in the shower then do that, please!' he pleaded, shiny puppy eyes and a pretty pout graced his features. you dont know where this sudden burst of energy came from, as he had seemed like he was about to fall asleep not a minute ago.
'she already came three times, four counting the car earlier, she's probably tired, woo, we have all week for more fun.' yunho spoke up, propping himself up on his elbow.
'thank you for your concern yuyu, but i'd like to do it. i was hoping for that anyway, you know its one of my favorite positions.' you reassured him, as you rubbed his arm, 'i'm a little tired but a quick wash and i'll be good to go.'
he contemplated for a another moment, looking between you and wooyoung, before he relented, 'okay, lets go wash up.'
wooyoung jumped up off the bed and ran to the bathroom excitedly to start the shower. yunho moved to lift you and carry you to the shower. you gladly allowed him, clinging to him like a koala, him your tall strong tree. as you held onto him with your arms around his broad shoulders, you kissed along his pretty neck and along his jaw. he giggled at your actions as he entered the shower. wooyoung came up behind you and grabbed your ass right away.
'ya, young-ah, is that any way to greet me?' you say in a joking mad tone.
he just gives you a cheeky smile and squeezes your ass more while stepping closer, 'when its presented to prettily for me, how can i not?'
you just rolled your eyes as you turned your face back to yunho, capturing his lips in a deep kiss. woo continued to massage your supple flesh as you made out with yunho. woo groaned out as he admired your ass, and you and yunho moaned into each others mouths. it continued to get hotter and steamy in the small space, warm water running over your bodies. you hadn't noticed where wooyoungs hands had traveled until you felt two wet fingers poke and prod at your used hole.
you broke apart from yunho, 'ahh youngie, not here.' you whined against yunhos shoulder.
'what? i'm just cleaning you up.' he said innocently.
yunho shifted and adjusted you to give woo more access to you. you whined again but arched into woos touch as he plunged his fingers in deeper. you knew what he was doing, he was working you open, prepping you for taking both of them, which you appreciated but if he kept up his delicious ministrations you might cum right here, right now and if you did, you didn't know if you could again when they did get inside you.
'ahh woo, that's enough now,' you moaned out, trying to push him away. he gave a few more teasing pumps before pulling his fingers out. you let out a final shaky breath.
you attempted to get out of yunhos arms, but he just held you tighter.
'i'm not letting you out of arms anytime soon, princess.' he smirked before kissing your frustrated expression off your face.
and before you could verbally protest that you needed to properly clean up, wooyoung reached around your belly, between you and yunho, with a soapy cloth to wash away any remaining bodily fluids. you sighed as you let the two of them take care of you. with yunho holding you and moving you to let wooyoung clean you and yunho, then woo quickly whipping himself down, you were soon out of the shower. in the same way, woo toweled you all down before leading you to the bed once again.
yunho got into the middle of the bed and lay down with you on top of him, 'your sure your up for more?' he asked, still concerned.
'yes, you two do all the work anyway.' you answered him with a smile and kissed his soft lips.
he broke the kiss with a sharp gasp. wooyoung, who was behind you and between yunhos legs, had taken some lube and started pumping yunho. when you saw this over your shoulder, and woos satisfied smile at yunhos reactions, you decided to help work him up. you began to kiss and suck down yunhos neck. because you didn't have any other commitments the next few days, you didn't hesitate to leave deep purple marks along his beautiful neck. he continued to groan and his breathing quickened. his hands roaming and groping at your body.
you then let out a gasp and a high pitch whine as you felt wooyoung insert yunho into you. both you and yunho moved in tandem to sheath him fully inside you. both your hips began to move on their own, as you moaned out in pleasure. you could hear wooyoung get some more lube and pump himself as he watched you suck in yunho. he groaned at the sight, a beautiful thing to behold and he could watch it forever. but he knew you wanted both of them as much as he did, so he brought one hand to your ass to still your movements. you whined in protest, which soon turned into a moan as woo teased his tip along your entrance, nudging up against yunho.
'fuck your still so tight, doll.' a guttural groan emanated from his chest and it made you squeeze around yunho, causing him to also groan. 'c'mon baby don't do that, you gotta relax and let me in.'
''m sorry, you sound s'good.' you slurred out, already lost to the pleasure.
woo continued to prod with his tip as he gently pulled yunho out, trying to find some space to slip in. yunho began rubbing your sides, relaxing you, and kissing where he could reach along your face. you widened your legs to help and woo was able to slide in. it burned for a second before melting to mind numbing pleasure as they both moved inside you. your eyes rolled to the back of your head as they set a steady pace. both of them were gripping you and couldn't get enough of touching you. all of you were moaning and panting, moving mindlessly to chase your highs.
'cum for us, baby doll.' wooyoung panted out, he was slowly losing his rhythm, 'milk us dry with that pretty lil' cunt.'
you squeezed around the both of them and moaned at his words. with the way the both of them moved you and your clit rubbing against yunhos abdomen, your moans quickly began to go up in pitch. you gripped yunhos arms as you screamed into his neck. the knot below your belly snapped before you could really realize it was there. you gushed around the both of them as electric pleasure coursed through you. you had squirt, that and how good the orgasm was, was the best you had in a long time. yunho came deep inside you with a deep groan you could feel all through you as you lay on his chest. woo was not far behind with a high moan, and he watched as he slowly pumped in and out to get the fluids to leak out and drip down his and yunhos shafts. he could do that forever but he stopped at both yours and yunhos whines of protest from over stimulation.
wooyoung stopped but stayed seated inside you. he leaned down to kiss along your back. 'was it good baby?' he asked against the side of your head.
both you and yunho answered with an affirmative hum. the three of you paused a moment before bursting into giggles. which didn't last long, as your laughter squeezed the men that were still inside you. they groaned and hissed a little at the sensitivity and gently pulled out. you whined at the loss, but woo groaned again watching your used and spent hole squeeze and flutter, dripping out more of the combined release. he dove down to lick up your folds, happily lapping at the sweet juices.
you whined, far too sensitive, 'no, woo, no, i cant.' you tried to push him away, 'm too sensitive, i cant.'
'please, mommy, please one more.' he whined into your cunt.
he didn't listen and just laid down between yunhos legs and pulled you down to sit on his face. he continued to lap and eat you like a starved animal. you didn't have the energy to fight him, so just allowed him his joy, as tears started to form in your eyes. you also didn't have the energy to move from yunho, so you just cried against his abdomen. he gently rubbed you arms as you gripped what you could of his.
you were so over stimulated but that familiar knot began to form once again. woo continued to suck your clit, lick and prod your hole, lapping up all the release he could gather. along with the stimulation of you clit against his nose when he was laving your hole, he slowly and expertly brought you to a gentle, final high. though you had tears streaming down your face, you chanted out yes's and thank yous with a smile on your face. it was a gentle and warm orgasm that melted you further into both men.
wooyoung continued slowly lapping up your remaining juices then gently kissed your lower lips and thighs, then moved you so he has smothered by your belly, his arms wrapped around your thighs and hands resting on your hips. you felt his satisfied smile but you were still concerned about actually smothering him.
'woo, love, your gonna suffocate.' you barely had the energy to get the words out.
'and i'd die happy.' he said, muffled by your plush.
'but i wouldn't be.' you said, giving yunho a look to help you.
he moved to help lift you away from woo but he just held on. he wrapped his arms around your waist and pressed his face further into your belly. so yunho just helped you lay on your back, as woo continued to nuzzle you. you sighed at his antics but began running your fingers though his hair, and he practically started purring. yunho chuckled at him, then leaned down to give you a quick kiss. he also kissed wooyoungs head before getting up to start a bath.
'you cant stay there forever.' you sighed out a moment later when yunho returned to gather you into the bath.
'yes i can.' he sounded like a whiny kid, still muffled by you. holding you even tighter, and letting out a defiant grunt.
'be good now, please baby. we need to get fully cleaned up and go to bed. aren't you tired youngie?' you asked.
'yea, so lets just sleep now.' he whined again.
'c'mon woo, you know what she did last time you didn't listen.' yunho said.
that got his attention, as he soon moved while still grumbling, picking you up to carry you to the bathroom, face still buried in your neck. yunho had to guide him so he wouldn't trip or bump into anything. when you were in the bathroom, yunho turned off the hot water, then got in himself and guided woo to step in. while the boys didn't particularly enjoy how hot you liked the water, they did it for you. yunho sat back as woo sat you and himself between yunhos legs, still clinging to you tightly. after some adjusting you were comfortably in yunhos embrace, his long limbs encircling both of you, with wooyoung half on his side against your chest, nuzzling as much as he could, hands still holding as much of your plush flesh as he could. one of your hands calmly rubbed his back as the other played with his hair. all of you let out satisfied, relaxed sighs as you melted into the warmth of the water. you spent a long time in the bath, soaking in each others presence and letting your toes get pruney.
once the water got cold, you all got out to properly wash off and get ready for bed. you all gently washed each other, marveling at all the marks you left on each other. giggling and quietly remembering the wonderful, fun filled day. these moments were just as precious. you were so grateful to have two people who loved you so deeply and dearly. you all quickly dried off and got dressed for bed. you had to change the sheets but that went quick and smoothly with the three of you. and soon enough you were under fresh blankets, between your two warm lovers. you softly drifted into a calm sleep as you were held by their arms, and happy smiles on all your faces.
Title: “Where the Heart Stays”
Pairing: Poly!OT8!Ateez x Fem!Reader
Word Count: ~3k
Genre: Angst, Action, Romance, Post-Apocalyptic AU
Warnings: blood/gore mentions, zombie attacks, emotional distress, survival themes, strong language, separation anxiety, protective themes
Summary: You’re a soloist under KQ Entertainment. When the evacuation transport is attacked, you’re separated from the convoy. Now the other idols are safe at the evacuation base—but your boys refuse to rest while you’re still out there. The military won’t go back. But Ateez will.
The sky bled smoke.
That was the last thing you remembered before the bus was overturned—flames bursting through the undercarriage, the shriek of metal, glass biting into your face as the world flipped sideways. Someone screamed. It might’ve been you.
Then silence.
And now?
You were alone.
You’d crawled your way out of the wreckage hours ago, your ankle twisted and lip bloodied. A few corpses surrounded the burning vehicle—not walkers, just soldiers. Killed in the crash. Or by what followed.
A broken radio hissed with static somewhere behind you. Your staff? Gone. Dead or turned. The driver? Head smashed against the steering wheel. The smell was already turning your stomach.
You limped through the outskirts of the city—what was left of Seoul—clutching the thin KQ windbreaker tighter around yourself. The symbol was still there, faded on your back. A silent prayer. A mark of something before.
“Y/N…”
You could still hear Seonghwa’s voice in your head, calm even in chaos. The last thing he said before the buses departed.
“Don’t let go of my hand.”
But you had let go. The soldier had ripped you apart at the checkpoint, screaming for your ID. You were being checked—delayed—while the others boarded the convoy. Then the alarm sounded. Walkers broke through the gate. And everything spiraled.
Now they were gone.
And you were still here.
Alone.
At the Evacuation Base, 36 Hours Later
“I don’t give a fuck if she wasn’t on the roster, she was supposed to be with us!”
San’s voice cracked through the base corridor, echoing off metal walls. Mingi held him back with both arms, muscles trembling as San shoved forward again.
“She’s not dead,” Yunho growled, jaw tight, eyes haunted. “Don’t you dare say that again.”
“She was assigned to Vehicle C,” the soldier repeated coldly, tapping his clipboard. “Vehicle C was attacked. We recovered no survivors.”
“Check again,” Wooyoung spat, his voice low and sharp. “You said the same thing about Karina from aespa—and now NCT’s tearing apart four districts looking for her.”
Hongjoong stepped forward then—calmer, scarred, but just as dangerous. “You don’t understand. We’re not asking you to send a unit. We’re telling you we are going. Try to stop us, and you’ll have a problem.”
Jongho tossed his backpack over his shoulder, cocking the shotgun he wasn’t supposed to have. “She’s still breathing. I know it.”
“And if she’s not?” the soldier challenged.
Yeosang finally spoke, voice quiet like a blade unsheathing. “Then we bring her home. Either way.”
Somewhere in the Wastes
You hadn’t eaten in two days. Not since the crash.
The convenience store you’d found was already ransacked—no food, no bottled water, just a ruined makeup display and one shattered screen still playing an old music video. Ironically... it's yours.
You stared at yourself on the flickering monitor, barely able to recognize the glittered smile, the confident choreo. The girl in the glass was a ghost.
You limped past the back door and into the alley, hoping to scavenge something from the trash bins. That’s when you heard it.
Groaning.
Slow, dragging footsteps.
One. Two. Then more.
The walkers.
They’d caught your scent.
Panic lanced through you. You could barely run. But you had to. You bolted, nearly stumbling, your injured ankle screaming. The alley was tight, trash bins making the path difficult. Hands reached from behind you, claws grasping, yellow eyes locked on your skin.
You screamed.
And then—
Bang!
A walker dropped.
Bang! Bang!
Two more.
Gunfire. Precise. Familiar.
You crashed to the ground as the last body hit the pavement behind you. Your head spun. You looked up—and a shadow stepped out from the fire escape above, gun still raised.
“Y/N…”
You blinked, dazed. “...Hongjoong?”
He dropped to his knees, arms wrapping around you in an instant, holding your shivering frame tight. You clutched him like a lifeline.
“I thought—” you choked. “I thought they said—”
“We didn’t believe them,” he whispered. “We never would.”
Minutes Later....
The boys surrounded you.
Tears. Laughter. Desperate touches. Each of them taking turns holding your face, checking your wounds, combing blood from your hair.
“You’re hurt,” Seonghwa said, voice trembling as he held your face. “Why didn’t you wait for us?”
“I didn’t know where to go,” you whispered, finally breaking. “I—I thought you’d moved on. I thought you were safe. I didn’t want to—”
“Shh.” San knelt beside you, taking your hand and kissing your knuckles. “We’ll never be safe without you.”
“You’re our girl,” Mingi muttered, pulling you into his chest. “Always have been. Always will be.”
“Let’s go home,” Jongho said, rising to his feet and scanning the alley. “Before more show up.”
“Where’s home now?” you asked.
Yeosang looked at you. Then at the boys.
“Wherever you are.”
That Night — Temporary Shelter
You guys settle on an old building sat between Yunho and Wooyoung, wrapped in blankets that still smelled like the base. They’d stolen them—along with half a medkit and three MREs. The military refused to help them. But Ateez didn’t need permission.
Hongjoong crouched in front of you, gently disinfecting the cut on your temple. His hands were careful but firm.
“Still hurts?” he asked.
You shook your head. “Not as much.”
“I hate seeing blood on you,” he murmured.
You leaned into Yunho’s side, exhaustion catching up with you.
“Did the military let you out just for me?” you asked quietly.
“No,” Wooyoung said. “They tried to block us.”
“Jongho threatened to blow the fuel tanks,” San added with a grin.
Jongho didn’t deny it. Just shrugged. “They had it coming.”
Seonghwa came over with a warm water bottle and pressed it to your hands. “Sleep now. We’ll take turns watching.”
You looked around at them—eight tired, blood-splattered boys who crossed hell and fire to bring you back.
“Thank you,” you whispered, voice breaking.
Hongjoong met your eyes.
“No thanks,” he said. “Just stay alive. That’s all we ask.”
Days Later, Hidden Safehouse
The world was still burning.
The base had fallen two nights ago. No warning. NCT’s truck rolled in with smoke trailing behind it far from the safehouse. A mix of once idols now roamed the outlands—Red Velvet, EXO, some of Enhypen.
But your boys kept you hidden, safe behind a barricaded door.
They slept in shifts.
Cooked over fire.
Held you close every night.
And when you cried, they didn’t speak. Just held you tighter.
