tags; not proof-read, headcanons, nsfw, reader is a cutie patootie, reader is quiet during sex, lotus position, masturbation (m), reader is described to have doe eyes,
Ryul who practically feels a wave of cuteness aggression at the feeling of your nails digging into his shoulders, forming tiny crescent moon shapes. All while he pounds into you, juices coating his cock and leaking onto the bed sheets that laid underneath you.
Ryul who has multiple favourite positions, including the lotus position. The sight of you sitting in his lap, completely limp as he either fingers you or smoothly slides you up and down his cock always gives him the most flustered grins whenever he looks back on those thoughts.
Ryul who's obsessed with your doe eyes looking up at him that he can't help but jerk off to them. Any photos where you're looking up at the camera with a confused look or a photo with your gaze somewhere in the far distance, spaced out. He just can't help it that you're so cute!
Ryul who finds it adorable whenever you straddle him, grinding down against his jeans to ease the ache between your legs a bit. Your breaths all huffed and hushed, hair slightly messy and most of the time in comfortable pyjamas.
Ryul who's favourite outfit isn't a formal dress or sexy lingerie but a simple off-the-shoulder worn out shirt and black shorts, bonus points if your hair is put up in a messy hairstyle. You just look so raw and so his in this specific look. Face flustered as he gropes your ass through the shorts.
Ryul, whose favourite feature about you during sex is how quiet you are. At first, he was worried you weren't enjoying it, so he stopped, but instead of being greeted with a thank you, he instead received a small whine. Turns out you're just quiet. He remembers the first time he made you cum, the sound he got in return was a sneeze.
Ryul who finds you fucking adorable yet adorably fuckable.
summary; ryul is very good at giving the silent treatment, but he’s much worse at receiving it. you’re only returning the favor but 3 hours later, he’s sulking over a beat and pettiness turns him into a little koala
warnings; ignoring (silent treatment) sulking, slight jealousy, still fluff, a kiss
wc; 2,3k - requested
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you know something is wrong the moment ryul doesn’t talk..
normally he’s literally everywhere at once; commenting on whatever you’re doing, poking your cheek, stealing your drink, complaining dramatically about things that aren’t even close to actual issues
but earlier that afternoon he’d gotten annoyed over something stupid,
tbh you weren’t even sure what triggered him..
all you know is that he muttered a short “whatever,” and gone completely silent afterwards
the ryul silent treatment,
an absolute classic.
so naturally, you decided to return the favor
because of course, you’re generous like that
and now it’s been three hours..
it’s safe to say that he didn’t even notice it at first
he’s leaning against the kitchen counter scrolling on his phone while you walk past him to grab a glass
normally you’d bump into him on purpose, playfully
but today you just… walk by
you didn’t say anything, you didn’t acknowledge that he was standing there, you didn’t even bat an eye
he glances up immediately; “..you good?”
you say nothing, complete silence
open the cabinet, grab a cup, fill it with water, take a sip, turn back around and walk out
no eye contact or
just.. nothing
“..okay?”
he shrugs like he doesn’t care, but he can’t deny that hks eyes followed you when you leave the room, hoping you’d look at him for just a sec
20 minutes later he’s on the couch when you walk past him in the living room
normally you’d flop down next to him, grab his arm or throw you own legs over his
but today you sit in the armchair instead
he frowns while looking at you, scanning your face to see the slightest hint of annoying
“..you mad?”
silence.
“…hello?”
nothing.
he squints at you, but your face expression doesn’t change one bit
“..yn?”
you continue scrolling through your phone like you’re reading the most interesting thing ever posted online
and ryul leans forward a little, his eyes burning holes into
your face at this point
“..baby?”
a pause..
then he sighs, leaning back, crossing his arms as he scoffs softly
“okay,”
another pause..
he huffs under his breath, disbelief written all over his face as he shakes his head slightly as he thinks;
‘two can play this game’
so ever since, the apartment is filled with the most dramatic mutual ignoring imaginable
you walk past each other like strangers,
ryul deliberately looks the other direction whenever you enter a room, secretly still hoping you’d look into his direction
and for a while, ryul commits to it
like actually commits to it, full on taking it very seriously and very very dramatically
but after about an hour…
his petty commitment turns into annoyance, because you’re doing it too well
you don’t even glance at him, not once
you don’t even acknowledge him even the slightest bit, even when he sighs out loud, over exaggeratedly clears his throat or tries coming closer; you don’t waste one singular breath on him or his presence
you’re in the kitchen, making your nightly tea and he tries hovering near you,
once again trying to get a reaction out of you
but.. nothing
he even bumps your shoulder “accidentally”
no reaction.
he doesn’t give up tho
he just watches you for a good minute, his eyes tracing the lines of your face and he can’t help the way his lips curl up into a small smile
for a second he seems to forget that you’re in an active ignoring session
and before his mind can even comprehend what he’s doing, he leans in like he’s about to kiss you
but before he actually can, you step aside and grab a spoon out of the drawer
ryul freezes mid lean, eyes slightly wide, mouth gasping open just a little bit
“…did you just dodge me?” he scoffs softly
you just stir your tea and he stares at you, his gaze flickering between your tea and your face
“…wow.,” he mutters
later that night, when the front door bursts open, ryul is sulking on the couch; full on sulking
and louis walks in first, “yooooo!”
you immediately perk up in the kitchen by the sound of the others arriving,
“lou!!” you call out, excitedly
ryul’s eyes snap wide open
louis drops his bag and stretches dramatically, “i made a new beat today, wanna hear it?”
and you brighten instantly, a big smile plastered across your face for the first time that night,
“omg of course!!!!”
ryul slowly sits up straight,
that voice.
that sweet, excited voice.
the one you apparently still have access to for everyone except him?
you grab two capri sun’s for louis and you before following him into his bedroom, plopping down next to him on his lower bunk bed
ryul gets up and follows quietly, his feet shuffling over the floor before he stops to lean against the doorway
inside, louis’s already pressing play on the laptop, excitedly explaining what he did
and music fills the room while you nod along, smiling sweetly
“oh my god wait this part is so good!”
louis’s face lifts up instantly, “right?? wait listen to this drop-“
you lean closer to the laptop as louis taps around on his keyboard
and ryul’s eye twitches slightly when he hears you laughing
you even lightly shove louis’s shoulder when the beat switches, proudly telling him that he did a good job, mirroring the big smile on his face
ryul’s jaw tightens,
he doesn’t say anything tho, he just watches you two
and louis is so immersed in his beats that he doesn’t even seem to notice
“i was thinking of layering another synth here-“
and you nod enthusiastically, “yeah!! that would sound amazing!”
ryul scoffs quietly, pushing himself off the doorframe before walking away
he shakes his head and mutters a quiet, “..unbelievable,” under his breath
ten minutes later he wanders back, purely to see if you’re still ignoring him
which.. you are.
even worse actually,
you and louis seem to have the best time,
you’re sitting cross legged on his bed, louis slide down to sit on the floor with his laptop infront of him
and as a cherry on top, woojin joined your little gathering too
ryul stands in the hallway staring like a ghost,
he doesn’t enter the room, doesn’t even pretend he was going to
and louis and woojin immediately look up when the older guy shows up, woojin calling out for him to join you
but you?
you’re still doing.. whatever you’re doing
you don’t even look up for the slightest bit
ryul loudly clears his throat,
and woojin grins to himself, looking at ryul before whipping his head towards you
“aha.., i get it,” he mumbles, grinning widely now
louis looks up quickly, but continues talking, probably unaware of the ‘situation’
“…so i sampled this old drum kit-“
and you lean in instantly, to listen and see what he was doing
ryul dramatically sighs, drifting off to the kitchen, grabbing a water bottle from the fridge
closing the door a little more aggressively than usual
..no reaction
he twists the cap louder than necessary
.. still no reply whatsoever
he sighs loudly (again)
still nothing.
he shuffles towards louis’s room again
walking past the doorway slowly,
very slowly..
almost like a little cat expecting attention, which is basically him right now
but nothing
he stops, turns back, stares at you while you are nodding while louis explains something about mixing
and ryul whispers to himself, “..wow,” before then storming off to his own room again
a little later, the apartment grows quiet
everyone is in their rooms, logging off for the night
and you go to the bathroom to get ready for bed as well
while you’re brushing your teeth, the door opens and ryul walks in
well, he doesn’t really walk in
he just leans against the doorframe, his arms crossed, watching you through the mirror
waiting..
you spit into the sink, rinse your toothbrush, put it away and continue the next step in your routine
still nothing..
his jaw tightens slightly, sighing softly as he realises you’re still not acknowledging his presence
“..yn?”
you don’t say anything, you don’t even seem to care that he’s right behind you
you just grab your skincare bottle and he watches you like he’s trying to force eye contact through sheer willpower
unsuccessful of course
you wipe your hands and brush your hair quickly before putting away all your stuff
once you’re finished, you simply walk past him, and disappear into his bedroom
ryul stays there for a second before his mind is fully aware of the fact that you just brushed straight past him, again
“..you’re actually joking,” he mutters
but nonetheless, he still follows you to the bedroom like a lost little puppy
a little moment later, after some needed tiktok scrolling, you turn off the lights and turn away under the blankets,
usually you’d curl up into his arms, resting your head on his chest while he holds you
but tonight, ryul just lies on his back staring into the darkness..
without you in his arms
five minutes pass
and he sighs loudly
ten minutes,
he shifts dramatically, adjusting his blanket even though it was covering his body just perfectly
fifteen minutes,
and there’s still complete silence
your breathing evened out softly, and for a second he thought you already fell asleep,
then-
in the complete darkness, you mumble,
“you can be such a lil bitch sometimes,”
and ryul instantly launches upright
the blankets rustle violently as his body jolts up,
“WHAT-“
he slaps the lamp on on his nightstand, and the light floods the room nicely
he’s staring at you like you just rose from the dead,
“YOU CAN STILL TALK?!”
you blink at him, scoffing softly, “of course,”
he looks deeply offended, like actually offended
“i’ve been suffering for HOURS,” he states dramatically
“good,”
“good??”
he gestures wildly, his hand brushes through his hair before sliding down his face,
“you ignored me like i committed a fk crime,”
you squint at him, your eyebrows frowning a little,
“you started it,”
“i did not,”
“you literally gave me the silent treatment earlier today,”
“..that was different,”
you raise an eyebrow, “how,”
he hesitates, “…it just was,”
you roll onto your back, sighing out loudly,
“see? lil bitch,”
ryul gasps like you just stabbed him,
and you only snort
he glares at you for about two seconds before his expression slowly turned sulky,
“…you dodged my kiss earlier,”
“yes,”
“that was uncalled for,”
“that was revenge,”
he flops down dramatically, groaning softly; “i don’t like being ignored,”
you glance at him, “yeah?”
he mutters, “..yeah,”
“you do it all the time,”
a pause..
then suddenly-
he rolls over and grabs you in a tight bearhug before you could even think of dodging him again
you wheeze instantly at the sudden movement, “ryul!”
“no,”
he buries his face into your shoulder, “i’m claiming you back,”
you try to shove him away but he just tightens his hold like a stubborn koala
“you were being nice to louis and ignoring me,”
you laugh, “because louis isn’t annoying,”
“can you stop,” he groans
“and you were lurking in the hallway like a ghost,”
“because you were flirting with him,”
you stare at him, “flirting?” you echo, “the kid is 15,”
“so what? you were 15 once,”
“…i said his beat was good,”
“you were literally leaning into him,”
“oh my god,”
“that’s physical affection,”
you only scoff under your breath and ryul looks absolutely scandalized
“this is serious,”
“you’re ridiculous,”
“i’m correct,”
you push his face away, “you’re jealous and petty,”
but he immediately denies it, “i am NOT jealous!”
there’s a beat of silence,
“…i just think louis should mind his business,”
you grin, “and you’re petty,”
“i’m not,”
“so if i go tell louis i liked the beat again-,”
ryul groans loudly, and before you can even say anything else, his face comes back up and his lips were crushed on yours
completely out of nowhere, and you had zero chance to even try and protest
it’s messy and quick and very much meant to interrupt your sentence, which was successful
and you blink when he pulls back, “that was cheating,”
he just shrugs easily, “strategic actually,”
you narrow your eyes, “if you kiss me again i’m gonna go hug louis tomorrow,”
ryul freezes, his eyes wide as his mouth drops open, “don’t say things like that!”
and you grin, “louis gives good hugs tho,”
ryul tackles you back into the mattress
“YOU’RE NOT SUPPOSED TO EVEN KNOW THAT!!”
you laugh as he squishes you into the pillow,
“ryul- i can’t breathe,”
“good, you started psychological warfare,”
you wiggle in his hold, trying to free yourself from the strong grip he has on you,
“you started it,”
he groans, “..fine,”
then he presses another kiss to your lips,
this one slower and softer
less dramatic
and you don’t even try to fight him off, you smirk into his lips as your arms naturally closed around his neck, pulling him closer to you
“…don’t ignore me like that again,” he mumbles against your lips
“maybe,”
he pulls away slightly, squinting his eyes suspiciously,
“…i’m literally gonna lock you in this room,”
you burst out laughing, and ryul immediately pulls you closer again
“i’m being serious,”
“yes a serious lil bitch,”
he rolls his eyes, chuckling softly, “you forgot petty,”
“right my bad,” you reply, “a petty lil bitch,”
he nudges your head into your pillow before turning around to turn off the light,
“ok enough talking,” he sighed as he plopped down onto the bed again, pulling you into his side
“already?” you jokingly said, “i thought you didn’t like the silence,”
“i’m reconsidering my decision,” he laughed
“copied sir,” you replied, “i’ll be quiet again,”
“no. no, no, i’m joking, please keep talking, i like your talking,”
you grin, “i know you do,”
he laughs softly, his arms finally closing around you, pressing a soft kiss on your temple before closing his eyes
and you better believe that for the rest of the night,
he holds you close to him like you might actually disappear if he lets go
and deep down, he’s making a silent promise to himself that he won’t ever give you the silent treatment again..
from now on, the ryul treatment is specifically for woojin and louis
a / n : mm mm mmmmmm idek good gawd he just looks so big in that picture i cant take this no mooooooorrrreeeeeee (꩜///꩜).
dirty!ryul who loves hearing you scream but doesnt wanna be rough with you so he goes the slow pound straight to your cervix route instead.
dirty!ryul who stares straight at you watching you fall apart with a deadpan expression and has no idea how intimidating it is.
dirty!ryul who wants a unconventional form of pay every time you talk to a guy longer than need be.
dirty!ryul who just gently caresses your neck to afraid to choke you.
dirty!ryul whos favorite hobby is making your legs shake.
dirty!ryul who hates seeing you cry but loves knowing hes making you feel that good.
dirty!ryul who wants it extra gross, sweaty, slobbery and nasty sometimes so no matter how hard you protest for him to shower first something else is harder so he wants you the second he comes back from practice.
dirty!ryul who plays with and occasionally braids or ties up your hair instead of pulling it.
dirty!ryul who refuses to go hard if hes going fast and wont go fast if hes going hard.
dirty!ryul who grinds against you and riles himself up in public on purpose a few hours before your going home so that you know whats cumming coming.
dirty!ryul who wants to hear you loud and clear no matter whos around and hates when you try to be quiet.
dirty!ryul who loves when you grab at him and scratch him up ( and comes closer for you when you do ).
dirty!ryul who loves watching you twitch while you finish.
dirty!ryul who never feels like getting up in the middle of the night so he eats you instead.
dirty!ryul who unintentionally shoves it deeper leaning down to check on you thinking he may have hurt you by accident.
pairing: ohyul x reader, ryul x reader
summary: things they do with you in daily life that showcase their more dominating nature . . . !
author's note: my first lngshot post! many more to come hehe, my inbox will always be open to any recs, ideas, or thoughts to share - aerin
ryul:
ryul is 100% the typa guy that will spread out on the two seat couch when you get up, so that when you come back there's no space to sit and you're left with no other choice but to sit on his lap. he'll scoot forward an inch, lean back against the cushions, and pat his thigh with a smug look, beckoning you with his half lidded eyes peering up through his lashes. when you're behind closed doors, he's quick to wrap a strong arm around your waist and pull you back flush against his chest, slotting his nose into the space where your jaw meets your neck and exhaling a content sight. his other hand grips your knee, reminding you he can keep you there so long as he pleases. around others, ryul likes to pick the most inconvenient seating option, usually a space or surface meant only for one, so that you have to stand in front of him in between his legs, or if he's feeling extra affectionate, he'll pull you by your arm as you look around for another seat, bringing you to sit on his knee as he continues his conversation without any disruption. you grumble about it to him afterwards, displeased with the lack of manners you felt like he was showing to his conversation partner, but he catches the hand you were about to smack his chest with and presses a firm kiss to your palm, "i'm sorry, baby, i doubt they cared or even noticed though," he reassures. he'll attempt a half hearted promise not to do it again, but he secretly loves the feeling of your weight on him too much to ever stick to his word.
ryul is also such a sucker for hand feeding you. he truly couldn't care less what someone might say about how whipped he is, he loves when you're happy and fed and content and what better way to ensure that than to do it himself!! obv it's never in an overbearing way, he lets you do your own thing for most of the meal but whenever you get distracted explaining to him the newest youtube video essay you watched, your plate of food long forgotten, ryul's hands are basically itching to spoon you another bite while its still hot.
if you're at a cafe, he'll break off a piece of his own croissant to feed you, even though you already have your own, and a muffin and a fruit tart.... at a restaurant, his hand is hovering in front of your mouth with a spoonful of his soup, waiting for you to subconsciously open up in the middle of your ramble, even when you try swatting his hand away, embarrassed that someone might see. when the dessert comes out, he always wants to give you the first bite, scooping up some of the cream on the little coffee spoon for you and loving the way your face scrunches up in delight.
ryul without a doubt, thinks of himself as the provider and protector. he loves to pay for you any chance he gets. whether that be a dubai jjundeok cookie you always get with your coffee, your makeup essentials you always restock up on whenever you pass by the store, adding money to your subway card, your nails, hair, etc. you name it he pays for it. at first, you really protested, insisting that you at least cover the dessert, but to him its a failure as a boyfriend to not provide financially. every so often, you try to tap your apple/samsung pay before him without success. he lovesss when you text him a few inspo pictures for your next nail set, he wordlessly hearts the one he likes the most and a notification for a bank transfer from him comes in soon after. it not only boosts his ego, but it also reassures him that the person he loves is taken care of and comfortable. after a certain point, it becomes such second nature that you don't even look at the prices on a menu anymore when you're with him, but little did you know, that's exactly what he was aiming for muahaha
lastly, one of ryul's favorite parts of your guys' night time routine together is washing your hair for you in the shower. he loves it not only because you do it to him in return, but because he truly enjoys the feeling of you relaxing under his touch. the height difference is also so striking in the shower when the top of your head barely reaches his shoulders, the expanse of your back so small and delicate to him. he's obsessed with how smooth your hair gets after the conditioner is rinsed out, "how is it so silky?!?" he's so fascinated every. single. time. the fruity notes of your matching shampoo and body wash are especially strong as the steam condenses on the tiles, a scent that ryul always says could wake him out of a coma. he steps out first, so that he can dry off while you savor the last of the hot water. when you're ready to come out, he loves to dry you off with your towel, bundling you up in the fabric like a swaddled baby. its one of those rare moments you get to see ryul so careful and sensitive, he's usually air boxing or fake dunking around you, but after a shower he claims that your pheromones and the artificial fragrances from the soap mix and rewire his nerve endings turning him into a simp, whatever that means :[
ohyul:
ohyul pretends like he doesn't, and when asked about it, will act like he doesn't know what you're talking about, but in reality he is constantly checking your location on find my friends. you're the only person he has location turned on for besides his sister. not in any possessive way, but he just likes knowing where you are and what you're doing especially during times when you can't be together or if you've been away from each other for a bit. every morning on his way to work, he sends you a good morning text, giving a brief summary of his schedule for the day and asking you about yours. he loves when you're detailed, naming exactly which friend(s) you're going to see, the specific items of clothing you're looking for if you're going shopping, what drinks you had at the bar with your coworkers, etc. it makes him feel like he was there when he can't be. when he has free time in between shoots, he's checking up on your location, mentally running through your agenda and placing where you are on it according to your location. when you surprise visit him at the company, you send him a screenshot of your contact profile next to his on the map and he loves that you entertain his odd quirks. if he's out of the country on an abroad schedule, he checks your location more frequently, seeing you at home or at your usual spots gives him a sense of familiarity and comfort when he needs it.
ohyul finds it really endearing when you accidentally get food on your face, its instinct for him to wipe the corner of your mouth with his thumb, sometimes, if not most of the time, licking whatever it was off. you find it gross every time, moaning about how he just needs to hand you a napkin or something, but it falls on deaf ears because one of ohyul's love languages at this point is wiping your face for you. if you fall asleep with your makeup on, you're woken up by ohyul wiping the smudged eyeliner on your temple. its turns him on to no end when your lip gloss smudges and transfers to his skin whenever he kisses you. it hurts him to wipe off the pretty sparkle from your lips, but the sight of his fingers near your mouth stays in his head for days after. when you guys have your silent ipad kid doom scroll time together, its almost inevitable that your feed produces some kind of sad or heartwarming video about animals, the latest being about a pitbull that saved his puppy brother from drowning in a pool, and the waterworks are instant. ohyul has learned to become less and less startled when this happens, but nonetheless he still pulls you into his chest. "aigoo, my baby," he coos while you dampen his t-shirt with your tears. with one hand under your chin, he tilts your face up to him, his other hand coming around to wipe away at the wet tracks on your cheeks. "what did you see?" he asks as you stammer unintelligibly, his thumb swipes under your nose distracting you momentarily from your hiccupping. "y-you're so gross actually," you cringe, but it doesn't faze him. he just kisses the tip of your nose and holds his arms out for one last comforting hug.
words of affirmation is undoubtedly ohyul's default method of showing affection. its so easy for him to slip out a "good job, baby" whenever you're beaming up at him, him being the first person you want to share whatever you're proud about makes his heart thump painfully in his chest. with ohyul, its natural for him to shower you in compliments and praise for even the most basic of accomplishments.
you meal prepped your breakfast for the week? "baby, you are so impressive, i wish i could cook like you,"
you got positive feedback from your senior at work? "of course you did, my love, they would be blind to not recognize your hard work,"
you went to your pilates class, instead of skipping even though you were exhausted? "lock innn, nice job babe,"
sometimes, it can even be completely irrelevant. you text him "i got a cinnamon latte this morning, instead of my usual vanilla latte and it was so yum," and he'll text back "let her cook,".
lastly, you always forget how much you appreciate ohyul's habit of holding your things until he's not there with you. when the two of you go shopping, the shopping bag doesn't even come close to touching you, he takes it from the cashier's hands from the very beginning, letting you hold nothing besides your drink or your phone. when the bags get heavy, ohyul still insists on holding all of them, switching some to the other hand so that he still has a free one for you to hold. it makes him feel manly, and he lowkey judges other guys that pass by him for not holding their girlfriend's bags. he doesn't hesitate when you ask him to wear your purse because it was hurting your shoulder and then ask if you can put your phone in his pants pocket because none of yours were big enough. he's def the kind of guy that carries in all the grocery bags at once even if it looks ridiculous. when you've had a few drinks, he'll hold your bag, jacket, and shoes in one hand, and hold your leg wrapped around him with the other as he piggybacks you on the way to the car. whenever you're out with ohyul, you're literally the personification of "she almost formed a thought" because he takes care of all the responsibilities!!
genre♡ fluff, sfw and nsfw under the cut, mdni
drabble♡ thinking abt how ryul would be as your chaotic bf..
warnings♡ highly suggestive hc for the nfsw but nothing too explicit/graphic,
i think he’d be sm fun to be around. you guys match each other freaks so well
i feel like he’s so mature in a relationship but you guys together would be so goofy and immature lmao
he impersonates you so well. he notices all your little habits and starts mocking you mid sentence js to annoy you
if you’re on your phone too long he’s slowly leaning into your frame until he’s blocking your entire screen and he’s js looking at you now like :] yk that cute potato face he does. :]
steals your seat and pats his lap like that solves it. and he's js beaming up at you like :D cutie
his affection feels natural and never forced
his default affection IS kissing your forehead
plays with your fingers/hands when you’re talking to him and he’s listening so attentively, pinky hooked onto yours
could honestly listen to you ramble for hrs
first to fall asleep on ft with you all the time. he denies it every time as his eyes are slowly closing and his voice goes down an octave ahusksjsks
he cradles you to his chest if you're both napping together.
brings you to the studio w him alone so you can watch him work n gets shy every time you compliment him
you ask him to rap on the spot and he'd get flustered at first bc its so sudden but you're his biggest hype man
kinda glazes you when he asks you to rap back, laughing bc he doesn't expect much but when you make a really easy rhyme he gets so hype he’s jumping around like you just dropped the hardest verse known to man
starts beatboxing just to set you up again
he's also YOUR biggest hype man in everything you do. he's always so proud of you and honestly he would be a great motivational speaker. when he's being dead serious ofc.
steals your phone without you knowing to take the ugliest pics ever n sets them as your wallpaper
low-key pouts when you don’t notice he got a haircut
says smth really frisky to you, acting all bold n that but then immediately folds when you say smth back to him
play fights w you. but he always loses on purpose so he can get pinned down by you. all part of his master plan you see.
he respects you a lot and he can be his most vulnerable when he’s w you, letting only you see parts of him that no one else does
he’s the type to remember smth you mentioned once ages ago. weeks later he shows up with your underrated snack you said in a side comment and he’s shrugging like it’s nothing but watching your reaction a little too closely
low effort dates !! late night corner shop runs, walks, sitting in his car to eat n yap,
takes you to the company studio and will try and serenade to you but you can't take each other srsly so you're laughing away as he's tryna freestyle some love song on you
when he’s teasing you too much to the point where he js laughs at how cute you look pissed off and he js opens his arms up and smiles, beckoning you “ok i’m sorry, c’mere” JKSNJKADLKDA
soft dom coded
kinky mf
he’s capable of making love to you and fucking you like he doesn’t
big on eye contact. he needs to see your reactions. needs to know if he’s doing good.
"yn. please look at me baby. fuck, you're gorgeous underneath me like this"
likes the way you say his name. he likes it when it comes out of your mouth, likes it when it’s the only thing you know how to say when he’s drilling you into your bedsheets.
he’s such a nerd low-key. he gets hard by the smallest things. sitting on his lap. playing with his hair. getting real close to him. wearing tiny shorts. he can’t help it. and he gets mortified when you call him out for it.
i said this before but he would so want to try to do some kinda of roleplay w you
likes when you leave marks on him. your nails clawing down his back and after he’s standing in front of the mirror, eyes gleaming as he proudly flexes his back. and you’re shaking his head at him from the bed.
doesn't like quickies, prefers taking his time w you
doesn't sub often but when he does he gets so flustered underneath you and he denies it every time but he’s acc so into you ordering him around
he listens to you so well. if you tell him to get on his knees he's on them in a split second without a second thought. he's not a brat imo
coo n call him pretty and he could almost bust right there and then.
he can get really whiny and needy if you're teasing him too much
gets embarrassed about it afterwards tho and you’re tryna pry his hands away from his face bc he can’t look you in the eyes
but if you tell him to bark he’d do it instantly ♡
𖹭.ᐟ message: saw some1 point out that he had a vape and immediately got flashbacks 2 this one situationship I had senior Yr HNGGGGHHH lord (@_@;) Nyways, may or may not have based this off of experience lol MANN ts got me missing dick like a mf😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
Smoker Ryul! that teaches you to smoke just for the sole purpose of doing shotgun kisses with you. Having you on his lap, his hands on your hips, trailing down to cup at your ass as it slowly turns into a makeout session. His tongue laving yours, leaving a bitter taste that's just as addictive as he is.
"You just gotta get used to it, pretty." Ryul smiles, watching you try to get used to it—the vape pen he bought you since you whined about smelling like smoke.
Irritated as he smiles at you, you blow a puff to his face. "Shut up. You're the one being a bad influence."
Ryul swats the smoke away, scattering the scent of strawberry kiwi. "Yeah? But you're still with me though." He teases, lightly pinching at your nose.
Your lower lip tugs upwards, reluctant but eventually admitting silent defeat. You bring it to your lips—breathing it in. Kissing him afterwards. He smiles into the kiss, his hand moving to the back of your head to keep you in place.
He found it cute, the way you huffed with every breath you took, trying to keep up with him. Without warning, he shifts you further into his lap—taking advantage of how desperate you clung onto him. His hands roam over your clothed body, eager to taint his fingerprints into your skin.
His hand finds your tit, squeezing it through your bra. Making you moan, jolting into his warmth out of instinct. As if to punish you for it, he squeezes harder then slaps at the mound. Relishing in the slight discomfort he caused you—thighs trying to close in, your face wincing—but you don't seem to pull away either.
"You like that, huh?" He asked, grabbing your hair by the base to pull you away from the kiss. A long filthy string of saliva connecting your lips together. That sickeningly handsome smirk on his face, the one he knew you'd be on your knees for. You whine, arching your back in an attempt to ease the sweet pain, feeling that familiar pool in your gut.
"Open your legs... Wanna see you all wet for me, pretty."
