: ̗̀➛ Kai sends you a video of him using the new toy you got him for when he's away on tour. Let’s just say he’s having a lot of fun on his own now.
: ̗̀➛ After a stressful day of dance practice, the only way Taehyun can relax is by jacking off to the thought of you, but of course he prefers the real you.
: ̗̀➛ Beomgyu is so squirmy when you try to pleasure him. Holding his hand through it, you give him the sweetest hand job he could imagine.
: ̗̀➛ Soobin wouldn’t stop begging for a quickie during the stage rehearsal today so after it was over you pulled him aside for a hand job.
: ̗̀➛ Someone needed to put bratty Yeonjun in his place. Tying him up will hopefully help him learn his lesson the next time he decides to act up.
warnings ➛ drinking {y/n is of age}, misunderstandings, both y/n and keeho are very mature, talk of both high school and college, possible smut in part 2.
A/N: i wanna write more for p1h especially after seeing their amazing concert! pls leave suggestions <333
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It has been 10 years since you last saw his face. For 10 whole years, you have been left wondering if you could have been anything more.
Well, that wasn't entirely true. You've seen his face on your FYP from time to time while scrolling through your favorite social media apps. Its like your phone loved to torture you.
However, you couldn't bear to stare for longer than a minute. You couldn't let those feelings you once shared come back.
Keeho left you. He left you with nothing more than a letter in the mail.
Dear Y/N,
I hope this letter finds you well. I’ve been struggling to find the right words, but I know it’s time to be honest about what’s been weighing on my heart.
You’ve been my rock, my confidante, and my best friend. The time we’ve spent together has been nothing short of incredible, filled with memories that I will cherish forever. But as much as it pains me to say this, I have to be truthful about the future.
You know a bit about how much I’ve always dreamed of pursuing a job in the music industry, and now that opportunity has finally come. Moving to Korea is a chance to follow my dreams, connect with my past, and grow in ways I’ve always hoped for. It’s an opportunity I can’t pass up, but it’s also one that takes me far away from you.
This decision hasn’t been easy. I’ve spent countless nights thinking about us and what this move means for our relationship. The distance, the time apart—it’s something I’m not sure we can overcome without causing each other more pain and heartache. We both deserve to be happy and to fully embrace our futures, even if that means being apart.
You have been such a significant part of my life, and I will always be grateful for the love and support you’ve given me. I hope you understand that this decision is not about us lacking love or commitment, but about me needing to take this step for myself.
I believe that both of us deserve the chance to pursue our dreams and live our lives to the fullest. I hope that, in time, you can see this as a new beginning for both of us rather than an end.
I wish you all the happiness and success in the world. You are an amazing person, and I know you will go on to do incredible things. Thank you for everything you’ve brought into my life and for the memories we’ve made together.
Please take care of yourself, and remember that you will always have a special place in my heart.
With all my love,
Stephen
The words were still burned in your memory; you read the letter for weeks on end. You tried to contact him in every way possible, but your messages never seemed to be delivered, let alone even read.
That was until you realized you spent your entire summer before college sulking over a man who left you on a whim, the same man who you thought was going to be your high school sweetheart for the rest of eternity. You knew you shouldn't have let your hopes for the relationship develop as far as they did.
From then on, you decided to grow up and leave men—more like boys—in the past. You focused on your studies, climbed higher and higher in your line of work, and created a stable life for yourself and, of course, your pets.
However, it all seemed to feel like it was all crumbling down when you got a message from a very old group chat after you sat down to watch your favorite show.
"Class of ----, 10 year reunion!"
Of course, the thought of him was the first to come to mind.
Oh, how you wish you had outgrown the teenage heartbreak. It seems only a few things ever change.
There were plenty of random numbers in the chat, but in the back of your mind, you hoped that one of them might be his.
Days passed, and time drew closer to the large reunion. The world had seemed to slow down as your mind was clouded with too many conflicting emotions to even count.
You didn't know what to wear. You didn't know what to say. You didn't know what to do because, god forbid, Keeho actually showed up to this event. For all you knew, he was still in Korea, living out his idol dreams. It left a bitter taste in your mouth.
As the night on the fated day rolled around, you made your way to the bar your former classmates rented out for the night. Let's just say you guys raised a lot of money back then.
Your dress was black and fitted. It had off the shoulder straps with a slit on the right side showing off your admirable figure (you all are beautiful <3).
Squeals filled the large open area as you walked through the door. Old faces surrounded you as you all shared laughs and smiles together.
On the other hand, you noticed your own eyes straying from those of your old friends. You were searching for somebody.
A small sigh left your lips when you didn't see his face. Was it disappointment? Was it relief? You didn't even know yourself. What you did know was that you needed some drinks while catching up with the girls.
The night went on; it was almost, if not past midnight. You shared laughs, smiles, and even tears while listening to everyone and their stories. Oh, how you would love it if your life were ever that interesting.
That's when you heard someone behind you.
"Y/N?" it said.
You froze in place.
You recognized the voice. Maybe it was just your imagination. Maybe if you ignore it, it will go away.
So you continued to listen to the girls talk, but you soon realized they all stopped to stare at whatever was behind you.
"Y/N, please."
You stood straight up, gathering your belongings while getting ready to walk right out the door. You weren't ready for this. Not yet. But how many more years did you need?
A firm hand grabbed your arm and stopped you from walking any further. You froze yet again, and the hand slowly turned you around.
You were now face-to-face with nobody other than the man himself, Keeho.
His hair was a deep black, just as you always remembered it. His outfit was all black, coincidentally matching your own. A pair of glasses rested on his nose, complimenting his features nicely. But his eyes? They looked concerned.
You could've sworn you noticed a little blush appear on his face after he noticed you checking him out up and down.
You felt like melting into a puddle on the floor right then and there, but not because of the butterflies in your stomach, but because of embarrassment.
"Please, let's just talk." He pleaded yet again.
You were not having any of it. You could feel the anger bubble up inside of you, but you did not want to do anything you would regret, at least not yet. The alcohol in your body may make you think differently later.
"Talk about what, Keeho?" You made sure the venom leaked from your teeth when you spoke his name.
He flinched. "About us, Y/N. I've missed you so much."
"There is no US," you spat before thinking, "We haven't been together for 10 years, and this is how you say hello?"
Keeho's eyes widened. "Wha-what do you mean?" he stuttered in disbelief.
You couldn't help but laugh. There is no way this man is standing here acting like the victim in this situation.
"Why are you laughing?!" He cried out despritley. Everyone in the whole bar was easily staring at you both now.
You're not a monster. You could see the hurt and betrayal in his eyes. You knew something wasn't right, and you knew you needed to listen to him talk.
"Okay, I'm sorry," you said in a hushed voice, trying to calm the man down in front of you with a deep breath of your own. "Let's talk, but not here; come on." You grabbed his sleeve, pulling him out of the bar.
You didn't bear your farewells. That was the least important thing on your mind in this moment. You were focused on getting the truth. What exactly did Keeho mean?
Rain came down suddenly as a flash of light flew through the sky.
'Just great,' you thought.
"Y/N..." Keeho whispered from behind.
You stopped tugging on this jacket to turn around. Unexpectedly, you were met with sad and pleading eyes. Ones that threatened to spill with tears as the rain rolled down his face—his goddamn pretty face.
"Kee..' the nickname slid off your tongue just like it did many years ago. 'I promise to listen, and I'm sorry I was irrational. Let's get back to my place and we can talk, okay?"
All he could do was nod before taking your hand in his and taking you to his car. He knew you were too tipsy to drive safely yourself, but you couldn't help the faint blush that appeared on your face at the contact.
The car ride was silent. His eyes seemed lazzer focused on the road while you couldn't help but steal glances his way every other second.
You mumbled a few directions to your house. Your head was pounding, whether from the few drinks or the fact that so much had happened all at once.
The last thing you expected was to be in Keeho's car while he drove you back to your place. But wasn't this what you wished for deep down?
The breaks slightly screeched to a stop as he pulled into your driveway.
"Wait," he said before jumping out of the car to open the door for you.
He grabbed your hand as he helped you out of the low car.
"Still a gentleman, I see."
He chuckled a little. but his mind still seemed to be elsewhere.
As you unlocked the door and let both of you in, he immediately led you to the couch. Sitting you down, Keeho then ventured to go find you a glass of water.
Handing you the cup, he spoke, "Y/N, where have you been?" He paused. You were taken aback. "I've tried contacting you a countless number of times, and all I've gotten was radio silence. I didn't even expect you to still be in our old town."
You took his words in, and they hit you hard. However, you knew you had to be mature about the situation and talk out whatever misunderstanding you had.
"Keeho, I haven't heard a thing from you since the day you randomly up and left." You spoke after taking a sip from the glass of water. You tried to gather your thoughts to the best of your ability.
"I know it was sudden, and I still regret leaving so quickly. I just don't understand how you've heard nothing from me this whole time." He paused to think. "I've tried to call, text, and even write letters; I swear Y/N. I just don't understa-" He cut himself off.
You could tell something clicked inside his mind once his hands clutched together and his eyes became glossy.
"What is it, Kee? I don't understand this whole thing either." You said softly as you reached out to hold his tense hands.
"I-I don't know for certain... I think my company is behind all of this. It explains why they had me get a brand new phone and phone number. They also asked a lot about my romantic life and your basic information. Oh my god, I bet they probably blocked your number in my phone before I even got it." He looked up from his spot on the floor as he was taking everything in himself, his eyes making contact with yours. "I am so sorry, Y/N. I-I never meant for any of this to happen I-"
"It's okay." You cut him off.
You couldn't believe what you were saying. How could this be okay? This man has left you basically broken and helpless for a decade, and in less than an hour you already forgave him.
On the other hand, you could tell he was hurting the same as you.
"No, no," He felt conflicted, "I have to make it up to you. I've missed you so much, and I hope you've missed me too. Please let me show you how much I still love you."
Warnings ➛ swearing, yelling, belittling the reader, (other angst stuff). Nicknames like baby and my love.
AN: I don’t see myself writing a second part any time soon, so for now it’s going to be left open ended
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Fighting wasn't a usual occurrence between the two of you. Communication was something you both valued. You guys even took pride in being good at ever since your relationship started. However, that fact didn't seem to apply to today.
Things were said that either neither of you meant, the words thrown around almost as if they meant nothing. But, the sting was real.
It happened to be a long day for you, wanting nothing more than to curl up into your boyfriends arms for the rest of the night and sleep. It always helped you forget the rest of the world for a while when he would hold you tight.
On the other hand, Yeonjun seemed to have extremely different plans.
He himself had a long day but his consisted of constant vocal and dance rehearsal. He just wanted some time to himself to think. Not about anything in particular yet everything at the same time.
However, Yeonjun had trouble vocalizing that today. He was overstimulated and didn't know how to explain was he was feeling in sensible words. As a result things took an awkward turn.
You pushed the door to your shared apartment quickly, throwing your bag aside and kicking off your shoes like you usually do, letting out a deep sigh.
Yeonjun sat with his back to you on the couch, he had his hands in his lap and his head held down. His long black hair covering the look on his face. The news channel was on, but the volume was on mute, something that was very unusual.
To you it looked like your boyfriend could use some cuddles. Maybe you were a bit bias because you wanted them yourself, but when you threw your arms around him from behind, you thought nothing more of it.
On the other hand, he became agitated immediately, his posture straightening back up fast as he reached around himself to push you away.
"Baby?... What's the matter my love?" You were confused when you asked, walking around to the other side of the couch so you could see his face clearly.
You tried to reach out for his hands that were again placed in his lap balled up into fists, wanting to hold them for reassurance. But his face scrunched up in disgust.
He harshly swatted away your hands, "Why do you always have to be so fucking clingy all the time... jeez!" He said loudly with an exaggerated sigh as he stood up from the couch.
"Excuse me?" You asked defensively, your own emotions starting to bubble up as you took a step back from his towering figure.
"You heard me. Just fuck off and leave me alone, I'm tired. I don't need you making it worse like you always do." He grumbled, now walking away from you.
Now it was your turn to be upset, he couldn't just say things like that and expect everything to be all okay.
"Your not the only one who gets to have hard days around here Mr. 'I'm more Important"' you shot back.
You had to admit, you were being childish, but it was hard to think rationally when all your feelings started crumbling. You were only trying to be nice and this is how he repays you?
"See! There you go again, blaming me for everything! Last time I checked, your not the idol around here. You just work some god damn low life job and get away with it because your in a relationship with me." He yelled, rolling his eyes and continuing to walk to your shared bedroom. He slammed the door shut without another word.
You groaned in frustration after the loud slam reverberated through the house, he's never raised his voice at you before let alone insult you like that.
You didn't want to think anymore once you felt the tears already start to fill your water line. You knew you had to leave, at least for the night, swearing that you would suffocate if you stayed there any longer.
Putting on your shoes quickly, your adrenaline running fast, you made your way out of the apartment. you couldn't think straight as thoughts flooded your mind.
'I'm I annoyingly clingy?' 'Does he really think I'm just using him for money?' 'Does he think he's actually that much better than me?' And worst of all... 'Did he fall out of love?'
Letting your feet take the lead and your brain take a back row seat, you had no idea where you were going.
You had nowhere to go. Nobody to run to. You uprooted your whole life for Yeonjun, moving away from your family and friends so you both could find a place closer to his own job at the studio. He was the only safe space you knew., but he went and threw it all away with just a few words.
It was getting dark, but by now you had an idea of where you wanted to go. There was a park a few blocks away, a very beautiful one at that. One that you had many dates at with Yeonjun, but that's besides the point.
By the time you made it there, you weren't running anymore. Tears stained your cheeks and you were out of breath. You don't remember letting them fall because you tried to hold them back, but you felt better getting them out.
Finding a secluded bench, in the corner of a small flower field, you felt a little bit better curling up onto it. Your knees curled into your chest as the small lamp on the path illuminated the flowers around you. They calmed you momentarily until a sob escaped your throat when you remembered why you were here in the first place.
AN: this is my first time stamp thing, idk if I need to do anything special for it but oh well
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The sun hadn’t even made its way above the ground before you feel your bed and the sheets tussle around. Slow and quiet movements stir your peaceful rest as the arms that held you close finally pulled away.
You mumbled incoherent words in protest to the warmth leaving your side only for a groggy voice to hush you in return.
"It's okay my love, just go back to sleep..."
And so you did. Following instructions, your eyes closed once again, but something was different. The comfort the figure provided was gone.
All of a sudden a wave of sadness hit you hard. A frown adorned your face as you rolled out of bed and rubbed your sleepy eyes.
Slowly stumbling into the living room you found your missing piece. Felix was there throwing a coat over his shoulders and making his was to the front door, presumably to grab his shoes then go on his merry way.
"Baby?" Your voice called out, slightly horse from just waking up.
His head shot in your direction suddenly before his eyes softened along with the rest of his body.
"Where are you going?" You asked as you could feel tears start to well in your eyes.
You didn't know why you were getting emotional over something so trivial. You knew your boyfriend was a busy man, but something about not waking up next to him properly made you feel upset. It was always your favorite part of the day, but right now your mind was too foggy to think straight.
"I'm sorry sweetie, work called me in again, something about a special meeting. But I thought I told you to go back to bed?" He said, walking your way, obviously teasing.
"You know that... I can't sleep without you very well." You reminded him as you tried to not stumble over your words.
His arms enveloped you into a tight hug, one hand cradling your head and the other wrapped around your waist. His thumb rubbing small circles into your hip.
"I know, honey. I'm very sorry... but how about this..." He offered before you pulled your head away to look him in the eyes. "I'll take a vacation day this Friday... then I will take you anywhere you want."
You smiled back sadly, "But what if I just want to stay home." You replied, your head finding it's way back between his neck and shoulder.
"Then we'll stay home. We can have a super lazy day surrounded by tons of blankets and pillows. I'll even cook you your favorite foods or bake you some desserts. I know you love whatever I make. How does that sound?"
You nodded before he pressed a kiss to your shoulder, "Come on, let's get you back in bed. You need your beauty sleep, baby."
You mumbled an okay as you let him lead you back to your shared bedroom. Climbing under the covers once again, he helped tuck you in, a tiny smile present on his face.
You let out a deep sigh after he pressed a firm kiss to your forehead.
"Goodnight honey, I promise to be back by this afternoon, hopefully in time for dinner." He said as he gently caressed your cheek, which you nuzzled into more.
"You promise, promise?" You asked, watery eyes looking up at him.
"I even pinky promise," he held out his pinky, "please don't be upset sweetie, I love you so much, I hate seeing you sad."
"Can't you stay a little longer? It will make me happy then." You pleaded after wrapping your pinky around his own, locking in the promise.
Felix went silent, his face unreadable as he thought about how to respond. To add the cherry on top, you stuck out your bottom lip, pouting. You knew he could never resist you. However, he knew as well.
"Fine! But only for 5 minutes, I don't want to be late... again." He agreed with a playful sigh.
Your pout turned into a bright smile as you scooted over a little to make room for your boyfriend. He then threw his coat off to the side.
Once he was laying down, you trapped him in your arms while your face buried into his chest. You held him tight, making it impossible for Felix to leave your grasp again.
Summary - 3 little short stories of Hueningkai and various scenarios surrounding belly rubs and his love for you
Warnings - nicknames, (baby + darling)
a/n - I haven't been able to stop thinking about this for the past... idk long while. Hueningkai would be so in love with your tummy (not to mention you in general) no matter the size.
He always cares about providing you comfort no matter the situation, making you always feel safe and loved around him. He feels good when you feel good.
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After a long day at the studio he would come into your shared apartment, that you just happened to but together a month ago. Wrapping his arms around your sides, nuzzling his face into the side of your neck while also placing soft kisses to your skin.
You could be cooking in the kitchen, preparing for your at home dinner date or laying in bed waiting for him to come home from a late practice.
Hueningkai's fingers always found themself drawn to the plush your belly, tracing mindless images into the skin.
Sometimes it wasn't just mindless though. Sometimes he spelt out his name, or "I love you", or any endearing name he likes to call you.
"Hello to you too." You would say with a giggle. Bringing your hand up to his head, your fingers would comb through his hair, simultaneously messaging his scalp.
He would only hum in response, finally feeling content in your presence once again after a long day without you. His body ached from all the work but you made him feel like he was floating. Floating in the clouds and you were the one thing keeping him from falling.
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On other occasions he was a lot more playful. Let's say you just aced a final exam in one of your toughest classes or got a promotion at work. You would ran to him with the special news, always telling him things first.
His smile would surpass yours while he ran up to you taking you in his arms almost bouncing up and down. You happiness was just so contagious to him.
He would not miss a beat as he pressed his flat palm to your stomach and rubbed fast circles. You couldn't help but giggle at his cuteness but also at the ticklish sensation his touch provided.
Once he thought he'd done enough, a tight hug would be provided. You wrapped your arms around his waist while his arms almost squeezed your head, holding you close.
Placing a long kiss to your forehead, he whispered how proud he was of you and how he always knew you could do it.
Hueningkai was the one who inspired you to keep pushing for higher goals, knowing he would give you belly rubs as a reward.
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But what would happen if you gave him belly rubs?
He would definitely be content in dying right then and there. He didn't need anything else.
It would be an early morning, the fresh sunlight barely peaking through the blinds of your bedroom window. But it was now time to get up. Kai had an early meeting today with the staff and the rest of his members to discuss an upcoming album.
Hueningkai slept through both of his alarms he set the night before, making you to climb over his limp body to turn them off from his phone on his nightstand. (Not to mention all the stuffed animals that you had to maze your way through just to turn off the annoying ringtone.)
"Baby..." you whispered softly when you shook him slightly by his shoulders.
He stirred a little, you could see his nose twitch and his eyes move slightly under his eyelids, but nothing was said back.
The only response you received was a pair of strong arms pulling you back down along with a whine that escaped his throat. Bringing you back down, he buried his face into your chest. One of his favorite cuddling positions.
"Come on darling, you have a meeting." You coaxed as your hand found it's way to his exposed tummy. The pajama shirt he was wearing slightly rode up in his sleep, letting you touch his bare skin with your colder finger tips.
He squirmed immediately, but got used to it after a second. He nuzzled his face even more into your chest, breathing in more of your sent that he loved so much.
However, in reality it was his own heart that was almost beating out of his chest. The thought of you adapting his habits made him never want to leave this moment.
His heart fluttered as you whispered sweet nothings to him, still trying to get the poor boy up.
You then kissed his forehead while you keep your fingers in a constant slow motion before he finally gave into your touch and rolled out of bed with you in tow.
Of course you had to get him ready for the day, you got him attached now.
