#seokgyu

[seoksoonwoo]

seokgyu encore shenanigans

[studioeisa]

double trouble 🩰 seokmin x reader x mingyu.

one pouty boyfriend is already a handful, but two? well, you're just asking for it at this point.

★ poly!seokmin x reader x mingyu. ★ word count: 1.7k + leftovers! ★ genre/warnings: f!reader, established poly relationship, pet names, mentions of food, bickering, fluff!!!, seok & gyu are pouty, reader is left-handed/has a pet. self-indulgent as hell, but we ball. ★ footnotes: written very specifically with (and for) @shinwonderful in mind 🎁 this is my [early] christmas to u! ilysb. ദ്ദി(｡•̀ ,<)~✩‧₊

You haven't had a day of peace since you started dating Mingyu and Seokmin.

This is not to be mistaken with ungratefulness. The two boys are the literal loves of your life, and you know how lucky you are that you don't have to choose. That you get to adore them both in equal measure.

Except their favorite pastime seems to be insisting that it's not equal.

Today is one such day, with Seokmin playing the role of the offended party.

The three of you had gone out for lunch and, as per usual, you slid into the booth seat with Mingyu. Seokmin— who typically uncomplainingly took the seat across from the two of you— was now sporting his best wounded puppy look. It's an expression you've gone familiar with over the course of your relationship.

The jut out lower lip. The drawn together brows. The languid way he plays with one of his fries as Mingyu chatters on and on about the show that the three of you are watching.

When Mingyu pauses to take a sip of his cola, you take the opportunity to get a word in edgewise.

"Something wrong, Seok?" you ask your boyfriend delicately.

Seokmin looks up from the fry that he had been dragging across his plate. "Nothing's wrong," he responds in a tone that very much indicates something is wrong.

You start a mental countdown. One, two—

"Why is it that Gyu always gets to sit next to you when the three of us are out together?" he blurts out.

Ah, there it is.

"We should, like, have a rotational system or something," Seokmin grumbles with a forceful jab of his fry into his ketchup. "Like, if Mingyu sat next to you this date, I get to do it on the next one."

Before you can respond, Mingyu is already jumping in. "Wanna know why she's always sitting next to me, Seok?" he sing-songs, leaning across the table like he might say something of genuine consequence.

"It's because she loooves me more," Mingyu announces.

You give Mingyu a playful smack on the shoulder just as Seokmin flicks his fry at the other man. "Hey, hey—!" cries Mingyu, caught between shielding himself from your hit and addressing the ketchup stain on his shoulder. He goes to fix the latter first, mumbling incoherent cusses under his breath.

You turn your attention to Seokmin. "It's only because we're both left-handed, love," you reassure him. "I didn't want us to be accidentally elbowing you all throughout lunch."

"I wouldn't have minded your elbows," Seokmin immediately protests. "You can poke and prod me all you want!"

"Kinky," Mingyu chirps.

"This is not about you, you big oaf!"

"Who are you calling—"

"Boys," you sigh, the warning heavily abused in your relationship. It's enough to get the two to pause, although Seokmin is still pouting and Mingyu has taken to biting his lip to hide his smirk.

"We could all sit on the same side," you offer, your mind already whirring to figure out how it might work from hereon. "But I'll always probably be in the middle, since it's best for you to sit on my right side, or else—"

"That's not a problem!"

Seokmin is already standing as he makes the proclamation. You're half-surprised he doesn't pull a stunt like crawling under the table to take his place, but his option of squeezing past Mingyu and you is just to be expected.

"Why are your legs so long?" Seokmin complains to Mingyu as he crosses over the latter.

"You weren't complaining about them last night," Mingyu huffs, earning another smack from you.

Seokmin is a lot more careful in maneuvering past you, even going so far as to press a chaste kiss to the top of your head as he settles on your other side. Once again, you find yourself sandwiched between your two lovers, the pair of them vying for your attention in their own little ways.

Mingyu keeps a protective hand over your knee while Seokmin happily picks up a fry to feed you. "Say 'aaah'!" he says happily, his tone just on the border of teasing, and you shoot him a half-hearted glare before complying.

By the end of lunch, you think you might be going just a little stir-crazy over this setup that the three of you have unlocked. But it's a small price to pay for the smile on Seokmin's face, put there by his newfound ability to lean into your side as you all enjoy your meal.

Mingyu has his moments, too.

It's usually a little more difficult to clock when Mingyu is the one being sulky, which only seems to contribute to his petulance. Exposure therapy has somewhat eased you into spotting your boyfriend's little ticks and tells, some of which are on full display at this very moment.

The two have come home with you for the weekend, pulling off all the usual stops to charm your household. Everything from their easy conversation to their cozy clothes are calculated efforts to present themselves as the ideal boyfriends, and you can only roll your eyes a bit as your parents fawn over you having not only one good partner, but two.

Your parents have half the mind to not declare favorites, if they had any, but your childhood dog didn't seem to get the memo.

Honestly, you can't blame Sparky. Seokmin just had a way with animals— with dogs, specifically— and so it comes to no surprise to you that the corgi is following Seokmin around everywhere. Your sweetheart of a boyfriend is just as indulgent, practically getting on all fours to interact with your pet.

It takes you a moment to notice that Mingyu has relegated himself to a corner of the couch, where he's quietly munching on a piece of fruitcake.

As Seokmin busies himself playing fetch with Sparky, you go to sit at Mingyu's side.

"Hey, handsome," you greet him. "How's the fruitcake?"

"It's good," he answers a little too quickly.

You give him a low hum in response. For a moment, neither of you say anything.

"Do you want to talk about it?" you offer once the silence has stretched out. Ever so gently, you rest your hand over Mingyu's thigh as he wordlessly works on his dessert.

There's a couple more moments of quiet before Mingyu mumbles, "He likes him more."

"Hm?"

"Sparky." Mingyu glances to some nondescript point in the living room, like he's almost embarrassed to be saying his next words out loud. "Your dog likes Seok more."

Oh.

What do you even say to that?

You try not to laugh, because you've since learned that your boyfriends can only get more upset when their perceived worries are downplayed. "It's only because Seokmin likes to play with him a lot," you try to explain to Mingyu, your thumb drawing reassuring circles over his leg.

The touch seems to soothe the man, if only slightly. "I also play with Sparky," he says absentmindedly. "But he doesn't follow me around."

"Still griping about me being the favorite?"

Seokmin's good-natured taunt interrupts your conversation. It doesn't help that Sparky is practically napping in Seokmin's arms, and the man is looking entirely too smug at getting to cradle your pet.

"Am not," Mingyu shoots back.

"Boohoo." Seokmin sticks out his tongue. "Go cry about it."

"Seok."

"Heh. Sorry, love."

Seokmin backs off at your warning; he's always been the sooner one to fold. With a chaste kiss to your cheek— and a pinch to Mingyu's side— he wanders off to set down Sparky in his bed.

Mingyu, for his part, keeps frowning.

You attempt to assuage his worries once more. "It's not a contest, you know," you say. "It's just Sparky."

"I know," Mingyu insists. With a shake of his head, he goes to intertwine his fingers with yours. "It's just— you love him. Sparky, I mean. And I guess—"

He pauses, hesitating, before going on in a more conspiratorial whisper. "I want everyone you love to like me, too."

The quiet admission nearly has you melting on the very spot. "Oh, Gyu," you say breathlessly, giving his hand a squeeze. "They all do, baby. You don't have to worry about that."

The fact that your tone brokers no arguments brings some comfort to Mingyu. You can tell by the way the tension seems to seep from his body, the way he tentatively raises your clasped hands until he can press a kiss to the back of your knuckles.

"I'll take your word for it," he mumbles against your skin, the hint of a smile already beginning to replace his pout.

Surprisingly, evenings are the easiest.

You once thought that the sleeping arrangement would be the hardest, would be the crux of most arguments. But when Seokmin isn't around, then at least Mingyu is, or vice versa. And when the three of you are all together, there's an almost natural order to things.

Mingyu will curl himself around you like a parenthesis, one arm thrown around your waist. Seokmin tends to prefer burying his face in the crook of your neck as he sleeps, his own arm snared around Mingyu's.

It's the very position that they never hesitate to pull out when you're the one who's grumbling and upset. It doesn't matter if only Mingyu is to blame or if Seokmin is at fault. The two team up as necessary, crowding you on the bed and squishing you between them.

"You're too beautiful to be frowning, love," Seokmin will coo, his lips pressed to the column of your throat. You may not see it, but you can feel the way he's smiling into your skin. "No need to get all huffy."

Mingyu doubles down by tightening his grip around your waist, his fingers toying with the hem of your shirt. "Come on, baby," he says smoothly. "Show us that smile we adore so much, hm? Pretty please?"

Dealing with two pouty boyfriends was hard, sure.

Resisting those boyfriends? Even harder.

"There it is," Seokmin hums when he sees the slightest twitch of your lips.

"God," you groan, swatting at the two boys. Mingyu giggles; Seokmin feigns offense. "I hate you two."

"I don't think you do," Mingyu says, leaning down to plant a kiss on the corner of your mouth.

Seokmin pecks the other corner. "I think you love us," he proclaims.

And, well, they're not wrong.

꒰ 💌 ꒱ leftovers!

different pet names is a necessity. seokgyu would not play around with having nicknames that are theirs and theirs alone. you're free to call them both 'babe'/'handsome', but 'baby' is mingyu's and 'love' is seokmin's. any instances of you messing it up will result in a pouty boyfriend in need of reassurance.

other things mingyu has pouted about: that time you invited only seokmin to a musical, your matching shoes with seokmin ("why couldn't all three of us get the shoes?!"), when you turned down dinner with him because you ate a late lunch with seokmin.

other things seokmin has pouted about: when you called mingyu instead of him to repair the leaking faucet in your apt., your shrimp-peeling for mingyu ("this is worse than the perilla leaf debate"), the time you played soccer with mingyu but refused to try baseball.

after the matching shoes incident™️, couple items were put off the table. honestly, the lack of matching, poly-friendly items has you contemplating starting a product line of your own. the three of you have compensated by either wearing complementary colors or getting the same shoes/clothes/accessories in your respective sizes, although you're a little less inclined to the latter.

the soccer incident™️ has pushed the three of you to engage in hobbies that the three of you can mutually enjoy; usually, it helps when it's something that neither of the two boys have done prior. each quarter, the three of you find yourselves in odd little classes in the name of bonding. pottery, archery, you name it.

you and mingyu are united in your love-hate relationship for seokmin's morning singing. one too many mornings, you're woken to seokmin already being up— belting in the bathroom or performing a one-man show in the kitchen. it's on those mornings that you and mingyu snuggle a little closer to each other under the covers, grumbling about your beloved boyfriend's lack of tact.

it doesn't matter how much bigger mingyu is than the two of you; you and seokmin will be handling all the bugs of the household. when you trap a spider underneath a cup to free it to the world, mingyu is nowhere to be found. (he's several feet away, pressed in a corner of the room.) you and seokmin always share a little giggle at the indomitable kim mingyu squealing over a cockroach or a mosquito, but it is what it is.

seokmin likes being little spoon and mingyu likes being big spoon.

[gyuzgrl]

spoilt for choice //seokgyu// pt. 2

It's been a week. You've met up with Dokyeom twice already, once for ice cream, once for a movie, but you can't bring yourself to put a label on things just yet.

Are you dating? Are you just 'hanging out'? Are you cheating because you've been texting Mingyu this whole time?

He hasn't said anything, and it's driving you insane. Your morals won't let you cheat, you know that, but when the lines are so blurred, you can't help but wonder if you're doing something horribly wrong.

There is a spark between you and him, it's undeniable. But you and Mingyu have been texting all this time. Nothing too scandalous, just a little light hearted flirting here and there, but it's getting to you.

All Dokyeom has to do is promise you something solid, and everything with Mingyu will stop. But until he does- what's the harm in having a little fun?

Afterall, you have to admit... the attention you're getting is just so addictive.

Every ping of your phone brings a coy blush to your face, and every wide-eyed, awestruck 'you look so pretty' makes your insides coil.

Both of these men have wormed their way into your head, and now, you, like a rotten apple are forever spoilt.

Today was supposed to be like any other. Truly, at the beginning of the day, you wouldn't have even begun to fathom what sinful, greedy escapades you'd get yourself into by night.

Your day started off as it normally does. You fixed yourself up, headed to work, ate lunch with your coworkers- nothing out of the ordinary really, until your screen lit up with Mingyu's face plastered on the screen.

Oh?

Why is he calling you? He's never done that before...

Hesitating slightly, you pick up his call.

"hi- this is Mingyu,"

"hey, yeah, what's up?"

"you wanted bread, right?" his voice carries a hint of a wobble, and you hear him take in a deep breath. "i uh, i baked a fresh batch..."

You smile.

"i was hoping you'd wanna come over and try some?"

Finally. Fucking finally. After a week of waiting, Mingyu has finally asked to meet in person.

"yeah! yeah- that sounds great," you chirp, eager as ever, "text me your address, I'll drop by after work if that's okay?"

He let's go of the air in his lungs, relief washing over him, and before you know it, you have dinner plans tonight.

You can't bring yourself to focus right now. A billion questions flood your mind- what does his house look like? does he want you to stay for dinner or does he just want to sell you some bread? what should you wear? what will he wear?

God, it's almost too much.

Time passes by slower than it ever has, and in your excited, love-struck frenzy, a certain other gentleman comes to mind.

Dokyeom.

Right.

If this thing with Mingyu turns into something tangible, like an actual romance, you'll have to bid Dokyeom goodbye. Honestly, for you it's a matter of who pops the question.

First come, first served, right?

Just in case, however, you check your phone to see if Dokyeom left a message.

The last you'd heard from him was earlier last evening, to discuss your next 'hangout'.

'i'm free tomorrow :) i'll be at home all day, so lmk when you get off work, we could grab a coffee'

Your stomach twists.

'on me, obviously. pretty girls shouldn't pay'

Oh this is torture.

They both make this so fucking hard- you can't choose. Your excitement to meet Mingyu morphs into confusion and guilt.

Are you two timing these guys? It doesn't count if you're not 'dating' them yet, right?

Five 'o'clock rolls around, all your work is complete, and your heart pounds. You respond to Dokyeom's text, apologising for not being able to meet today.

'hey :( i'd love to, but i have plans with...

You pause. This is a dangerous game you're playing. Should you say you have plans with a friend? Or that you're meeting up with a guy you might have a soul-consuming crush on?

'hey :( i'd love to, but i have prior commitments... we can meet up tomorrow though, if you'd like to'

Yikes. The business casual tone must sting a little, but you don't know what else to tell him.

You can't lie to keep him around... But you also don't want him to leave. So, concealing the truth with a little wordplay might just be your best bet.

Dokyeom responds almost immediately.

' :( '

'that's unfortunate :( yeah we'll catch up tomorrow, hm? coffee. still my treat tho'

You smile. Isn't he just the sweetest?

Without missing a beat, you fix up tomorrow's coffee plans with Dokyeom, all while you're sitting in the back seat of a cab, headed straight for Mingyu's.

This is so wrong.

Before you know it, you've reached his place, anticipation bubbling away in the pit of your stomach like never before. Your fingers tremble slightly as they push the doorbell, and the sharp, loud ring almost makes you wince.

"hey," Mingyu greets, cracking the door open with a bright, shy smile on his face.

"hi,"

"come in, come in, everything's ready- I just need to slice 'em up and we're golden"

You nod, taking in the sight of him.

Fluffy, messed up hair, a white wife beater, and the sluttiest grey sweatpants you've ever seen. Jesus he's huge.

"you can, uh... wait in the living room, I'll bring everything out. can I get you anything to drink? some wine, maybe?"

"mhm, wine would be great" you sputter, holding up a tense, shaky thumb.

He grins.

You make yourself comfortable in his living room. Nice plush couch, big TV, an unholy amount of video games, two controllers, decorative plants- wait two controllers? Mingyu didn't say anything about having roommates...

A sudden ping pulls you out of your thoughts, and you check your phone to see a text from Dokyeom.

'found a nice cafe nearby if you're willing to try something new tomorrow :)'

Oh God. You feel horrible. You've got the most perfect, sugar sweet man doing everything you could ever want, without you even having to ask, and here you are, sitting in another man's home, waiting for a glass of wine and bite straight out of his bicep.

The guilt hits you, and you're about to stand up, when someone calls your name.

"y/n?"

Your eyes widen.

"hey, what are you doing here?"

You know this voice. That soft, silky smooth tone belongs to one man, and one man only.

"Dokyeom-" you gasp, hands practically flying over your mouth.

You're fucked. Absolutely fucked, and somehow your brain chooses to drool over him instead of think of ways to worm your way out of this mess. Wet hair, a baggy white tee, and boxer shorts- jesus do both of them always look as good as they do?

The hem of his shorts stop along his mid thigh, and your eyes shamelessly settle on the thick expanse of muscle that bulges out from underneath.

"what are you- how did you know where I live?" his brows knit together "I haven't told you that,"

There's a long, painful pause as you scramble to your feet, mouth agape. This cannot be real.

You've really backed yourself into a corner here- if you tell him the truth, he'll lose whatever trust he has in you, and if you lie to him and tell him that you showed up at his house to surprise him, he'll think you're a creep.

Oh god. Oh god.

He smiles at you. Strangely. There's a hint of a frown in his forehead, but he tries to hide it.

"are you... are you okay? what's wrong?"

"I-" your throat closes up.

Dokyeom steps closer.

"I-"

A soft thud followed by a clumsy "I'm okay!" coming from within the house reminds you both of another presence, and your eyes widen even further.

Dokyeom glances over his shoulder, flicking his gaze between you and the kitchen, and your heart sinks.

"you did come here for me, right?"

You're at a loss for words. What do you even say in a situation like this? Hey, sorry, I know you've taken me out for dinner and ice cream and stuff- I'm super into you, but I'm also super into your roommate, and I set up a date with him behind your back?

Like static, your insides churn anxiously. This is going to be so messy.

"Y/n?" he urges, "why are you here, sweetheart?"

"Mingyu..."

"hm?"

"Mingyu and I are... talking" you mutter.

Dokyeom steps forward.

"what do you mean?" there's a slight rasp in his voice, like his throat's gone dry.

Silence fills the room, and you sit back down on the couch. His kind eyes hold a pointed, cruel stare, and he sucks in a deep, slow breath.

"are you- are you on a date right now?"

Your eyes gloss over, embarrassment flooding your body.

"I can explai-"

"no, no it's okay. we're not dating, not in a relationship. we're just feeling each other out, right?" he scoffs, "so if you wanna go ahead with your 'prior commitments', i shouldn't have a problem with it."

"Dokyeom that's not-"

"that's not what? that's not what you intended? blowing me off and then showing up to see my fucking roommate for dinner and a glass of wine?"

His chest heaves, up and down, wildly, rapidly, as though he's trying to compose himself but is unable to. You stare in silence. Dokyeom turns away.

"uh, I take it you two know each other already?"

Mingyu's voice cuts through the air as he enters the living room, a bottle of wine in hand.

Your head jerks in his direction, and Dokyeom lets out a dry chuckle.

"yeah, you could say that"

"I'm sorry-" you whisper, tears threatening to spill from your eyes. "it just- it all happened at the same time and no one made a move so I thought it would be okay-"

"I'm sorry," your voice is wobbly, like the tension held in a ripple of water, and you slip your handbag onto your shoulders.

Rising to your feet, you keep your head low, as you move towards the main door, only to be met by Mingyu's large frame trapping you in.

"where do you think you're going?"

You freeze.

All you can see is his torso inching closer and closer, as he takes menacingly slow steps towards you.

"you think you can just fuck around and get away with it, baby?"

Out of instinct, you back away- one step behind for every step he takes forward. Your voice sticks to the insides of your throat, and you feel your breathing grow rapid.

He closes in, stepping closer, and your legs move on their own, steering your body behind.

"oh-"

You gasp as your back makes contact with another firm body.

"aw sweetheart, you didn't think you'd away this easily, did you?" Dokyeom's voice is sultry and soft. "I mean..."

Strong arms wrap around your waist from behind and tug you closer in one firm motion.

"there's only one thing to do if you're this fucking greedy"

And before you know it, Mingyu pushes up against you, squeezing your body between his and Dokyeom's. Heat wafts off of his chest in waves, warming you up so perfectly you practically melt.

Your breaths grow heavy and ragged, bottom lip caught between your teeth, and to their relief it's clear as day that you're into this.

Mingyu and Dokyeom share a quick look, nodding to each other.

"oh you like that, don't you?" Mingyu coos, a condescending lilt in his voice, "you like how you can't escape- god, you look so fucking desperate right now"

A pathetic whimper slips past your lips, and they both just have to laugh. It's mean, cruel even, but it's just so satisfying watching you squirm this way.

And after the stunt you've pulled, who can blame them?

Dokyeom dips his head into the crook of your neck, inhaling deeply as he takes in your scent. His hands creep up your sides, squeezing at your stomach, your waist, your breasts.

"what are y-" you moan, tipping your head back, revelling in the way he touches you.

Another pair of hands smooth their way up your legs, cupping your ass and feeling you up, before squeezing hard.

A gasp escapes you, and your knees buckle instantly.

You aren't standing, but somehow, you're still upright.

"keep it together, pretty girl," Dokyeom chides softly, "we've barely touched you"

He has such a command over words, you aren't sure what's turning you on more- his touch, or the filthy, filthy things he's saying. And Mingyu isn't far behind either. God, how can they say these things without even a hint of shame?

"please," you whimper, "I-"

Another harsh squeeze has your throat closing up, and you feel yourself beginning to make a mess in your panties.

"aw, hey what's wrong?" Mingyu pouts, hands betraying the innocence in his face, "you okay baby?"

Fuck him.

Fuck both of them.

They're being so fucking mean.

"this is what you wanted, right?"

"greedy little girl, you want us to stuff you full, don't you?"

You can barely speak. There are hands all over you, caging you in, drowning you in indulgent pleasure, god it's almost too much.

"c'mere sweetheart," Dokyeom mumbles, bringing his hand to your throat. He tilts your head back in his direction, and captures your lips in a wet, steamy kiss. His lips push fervently against your own, tongue bullying it's way into your mouth like he owns it all.

Mingyu watches, biting his lip momentarily, before leaning in to your neck and leaving sloppy kisses along the exposed flesh.

You gasp into Dokyeom's mouth, noting the arrogant smirk lifting his lips as he kisses you. Damn he's hot.

Mingyu kisses his way up your neck to the base of your jaw, pausing at a spot that makes you shudder.

"oh?" he grins, "you're so sensitive here,"

His lips cradle your skin, sucking so greedily you can hear him.

"oh god- fuck Mingyu-" the words come out before you can stop yourself, and it's given Dokyeom a bit of a complex.

You said his name first.

With a rough grunt, Dokyeom presses his body against yours, pushing his bulge to your ass. The force nearly knocks the wind out of your lungs, and a helpless moan leaves your lips.

Swallowing up the sounds you make, he drives his hips further up, and you feel his length align perfectly with your cunt- separated by a few layers of cloth and nothing more.

"you want this?" he seethes, "you want my dick inside you?"

"please- Dokyeom, ah s-so big-"

Your pitiful whimpers suffice for the moment, and he releases his grip on your throat. As his fingers leave your skin, Mingyu's lips find yours, taking your breath away just before you can regain it.

Desperately, your hands claw at his chest, begging for him to release you and let you breathe, but Mingyu decides that right now you need him more than you need air.

It's dizzying, the kiss. The slight lack of oxygen has your head buzzing, and your skin stands on edge- every touch more scathing than the last.

Mingyu kisses you like there's no tomorrow, lips chasing yours every time you pull away. And to make matters worse, Dokyeom's hands have found their way to your breasts.

He kneads at the tender flesh, fingers teasing your hardened nipples through your clothes, as Mingyu lays claim on your mouth.

This is dirty. This is wrong, and you should feel ashamed of the state you're in, but god- this feels so fucking good and your clothes aren't even off yet.

As if he can read you mind, Dokyeom clicks his tongue with a dissatisfied hum.

"you have too many clothes on,"

"wh-what?"

"I said, you have too many clothes on. take them off"

"take them off baby," Mingyu mumbles against your lips, "wanna see what you look like,"

You're frozen solid. Being naked in front of two people at once? Sure, sex involves exposure of some sort, you know this. You've been naked in front of guys before, but two?

This is a little...

A deep blush settles on your face, and you find yourself unable to look at either of the two men.

"you gonna make us do all the work? jesus she's so fucking spoilt gyu" Dokyeom scoffs, tongue poking into the side of his cheek.

"greedy and spoilt? yeah we should do something about this, shouldn't we?"

Your jaw falls slack. Before you can even begin to protest, Dokyeom whisks you into his arms, carrying you bridal style into what you're assuming is his bedroom. Your heels clack noisily as your legs dangle over his arms, and you feel your skin tingle with how effortlessly he lifts you.

Mingyu flicks the lights on, and watches as you're thrown effortlessly on the bed, your body sinking into the mattress. You yelp at the sudden act, losing control of your body, and Dokyeom just has to laugh at you.

You're so cute like this, all helpless and pitiful. He almost feels bad.

Standing in front of the bed, Dokyeom ushers Mingyu over.

"don't you wanna see what she's wearing underneath those tight fucking clothes?"

Mingyu smirks, heading over to you, and settles himself beside you. Slowly, he lifts a finger to your lips.

"I've been waiting for this," he whispers.

He drags the digit down your body, from your lips, along your throat, between your breasts. He does it so slowly you stop breathing for a moment, waiting to see where he touches you next.

Settling on your belly, Mingyu slips his hand underneath your shirt, guiding the fabric up and out of the way. His dips down, and his lips find the soft skin below.

You pant quietly, hips bucking at the light, almost ticklish sensation.

"shh, be good sweetheart," Dokyeom soothes, climbing onto the bed now.

He kneels at the foot of the bed, taking hold of your calf. Gently, he takes off your heels and lifts your leg onto his shoulder, as he places soft kisses to your ankle.

A shudder runs through your body.

One kisses your belly, the other kisses your feet, and their hands- oh their hands are all over you.

Mingyu paws desperately at your breasts, as Dokyeom smooths his palms under your skirt, pushing the skin tight fabric up to reveal your panties.

He guides himself up your leg, placing wet kisses to your ankle and travelling further up until he reaches your inner thigh. You gasp.

"god, you're so fucking wet-" Dokyeom groans, sucking bruises in all the right places, but making sure to leave your cunt untouched.

Mingyu grins against your skin, bringing his teeth to bite your tummy, and your hips buck up once again.

"look at her," Mingyu's voice carries an arrogance that makes you clench up around nothing, "so desperate, aren't you baby?"

"yes-" you breath, eyes fixed on Dokyeom's lips, anticipation building to an unbearable crescendo as you beg him silently to do something.

Anything.

Dokyeom presses the pad of this finger to your clit, finding where you're most sensitive with such ease you're in shock.

"Dokyeom-" you gasp, chest fluttering, "oh fuck-"

"this what you wanted?"

He presses harder, earning a choked moan in response.

"wanted us to touch this greedy little cunt of yours and make you feel good?"

It's humiliating, the way they toy with you just to watch you squirm, but you can't say you don't enjoy it. With every touch, you find yourself growing hotter, wetter, needier.

You nod, grinding your hips down to get some semblance of relief, but they don't let you have it. Mingyu's palm flattens against your stomach as he holds you firmly in place, while Dokyeom shoves your legs wide open for both of them to see.

"stay still," Mingyu warns.

You want to listen, you really do, but this is just so hard. It's like you're body's betraying you- it just won't listen. Desperately, your hips jerk up once again, and this time there's no warning.

In a flash, Mingyu rips your shirt off with such force the buttons scatter onto the floor. You yelp, eyes widening to the size of saucers as your limbs flail helplessly against their weight.

Before you can protest, Dokyeom yanks your skirt off, leaving you in nothing but your bra and some pathetically soaked panties.

There's a pause.

A moment's silence.

And then they're on you. You aren't sure who's got their hand on your bra and who's touching you through your panties. It's dizzying and electrifying and so fucking dirty- you're losing your mind.

They're everywhere.

A hand massages your aching cunt, shoving your panties to the side, while another pinches and twists your sore nipples. Your back arches up against their bodies, and they pin you down so effortlessly you just have to moan.

Dokyeom slides his fingers up and down your cunt, collecting at that wetness from below and rubbing it onto your clit. He draws heavy circles into it, dragging the pads of his fingers with such precision your throat gives way.

"f-fuck," Your voice cracks pitifully, and he adds more pressure, as Mingyu works your tender breasts between his fingers "god- please-"

"please?" he taunts,

"look at her-" Mingyu grins. There's a look in both of their eyes that you never would've imagined. Behind those beautiful lashes and chocolate brown eyes are stares colder than ice. Hard and cruel, their gazes stay fixed on yours, the way wolves stare menacingly at their prey.

You, a helpless little lamb, can do nothing against their strength. Nothing at all. And the thought excites you more than you let on.

Building you up to the fastest orgasm you've ever had, Dokyeom rubs harder, faster. It almost hurts, it's almost too much. This is exactly what you need.

"so close- please m'so close," you beg, rocking your hips wildly into his hand.

"close?"

"aw baby," Mingyu leans in, his lips grazing the shell of your ear, "you think you deserve to cum?"

Your eyes fly open, a loud sob following as Dokyeom takes his hand away, mere seconds before you can reach your high.

"no! no please-"

"you've been really bad, sweetheart" Dokyeom whispers, his eyes narrowing as he scans your trembling, naked body.

"you won't cum before we do"

Slowly, they begin to undress. You don't know where to look.

Mingyu's abs glisten with sweat, his torso stretching with the movement of his undressing. The wife beater is tossed aside, and so is your dignity.

"oh," you breathe, arms reaching you to touch.

He takes your wrist, leading your palm flat against his chest, and your cunt clenches once again.

Your eyes flit over to Dokyeom, who's already bare chested, and your eyes nearly pop out of your head. You knew he was beefy- I mean, you saw his arms straining to get out of that shirt on your very first date- but this is too much!

His bicep is practically the size of your head.

And those muscles paired with that gentlemanly smile and chivalrous demeanor? There's no way he's even real.

He smirks, taking note of the awe in your eyes, and beckons you over with a flick of his fingers.

Shamelessly, you follow his fingertips, until you're right in his palm, with Mingyu behind you

"kneel." he says, and the finality, the draconian command in his voice moves your body before you can even register his words. Dokyeom swallows hard, composing himself at the sight. Firmly, he tugs you forward onto your hands, and you gasp.

On your hands and knees, with Dokyeom to your front, and Mingyu to your back, you find yourself in the filthiest position you've ever been in.

"good girl," Mingyu coos, running his palm along the curve of your ass. "god, you're so fucking pretty, baby"

Your back arches slightly under his feathery touch, goosebumps prickling your skin as his palms tease you gently.

A hand taps your face.

"you like this, sweetheart? like being treated like a dirty little girl?"

You whimper, looking up at Dokyeom through glassy, lidded eyes.

"fuck- if you could see yourself right now-"

He'd be lying if the sight didn't do something for him. Behind the cold, unmoving stare, he feels himself slipping into you. The soft skin of your breasts, those big, pleading eyes, your pouty pink lips- you're like his wet dream come true.

Dokyeom lifts one of his hands to your face, cupping your cheek oh-so-gently, before threading his fingers through your hair, as his other hand pulls his shorts down.

Your eyes widen half in excitement, half in horror, when you see the monster he hides away. It's long and hard and so fucking girthy, you're certain he won't fit anywhere. But still, your jaw parts, drool pooling at the tip of your tongue.

"it's- you're too big, it won't fit-" you whisper, unable to take your eyes off of him, to which he laughs.

"you've got two things to worry about then," Mingyu grins.

You twist your head back, and he's got his dick in his hands, a length unlike anything you've ever seen before. He isn't as girthy as Dokyeom, but he's definitely longer.

"oh my god," you whimper.

Dokyeom grabs your face, squeezing your cheeks as he tugs your face towards where he needs you most.

"you know what to do sweetheart,"

You hum, leaning forward as you take him into your mouth. Your lips close in around his length, and his hips buck involuntarily, making you gag.

"f-fuck,"

You feel him twitch in your mouth, veins pulsing on your tongue. God, he really wanted this. Swirling your tongue around, you take him in deeper, feeling his tip touch the back of your throat.

"that's it- fuck that's my girl-"

The praise has you clenching shamelessly for Mingyu to see, and he clicks his tongue, landing a slap to your ass.

"you're so dirty, baby" he chides, lowering his face to your heat. "I can see how needy you are, fuck look at how hard your clenching down-"

You moan on Dokyeom's dick, jutting your hips back desperately. Mingyu was right. You're really fucking needy. And you'll do just about anything to fill up that aching hole of yours.

"how about we give her something to clamp down on, hm?" Dokyeom rasps, "would you like that, pretty girl?"

You nod pitifully, lips still wrapped around his length. Your muscles burn, your jaw feels sore, but you can't bring yourself to stop. He feels so good. The way he twitches, the taste of his precum, the ragged breathing- it's addictive.

"we should give her what she wants then, shouldn't we?" Mingyu smiles.

Without warning, he spreads you out, fingers stretching your ass open to give his tongue access to where you need it most. Licking a long, wet strip from your clit to your hole, Mingyu buries his tongue in you like a man starved.

"oh- oh my g- Mingyu fuck"

Your voice breaks, throat sore from Dokyeom's assault, and before you can take a minute to catch your breath, he shoves himself right back in.

"mmph-!"

The two of them chuckle at your protests. Your hands fist the bedsheets, knuckles turning white from the pressure as both men have their way with you, leaving you completely at their mercy.

Mingyu thrusts his tongue in, spreading you open and lapping up your juices, while one of his hands creep under your body to rub tight circles into your clit.

Your moans are muffled by Dokyeom's thick cock, the vibrations sending shivers down his spine.

"that's it- that's it shit don't stop-" he groans, chasing your mouth eagerly. "fuck m'so close-"

His hips jerk up, cock twitching wildly and you feel him release onto your tongue. A bitter, salty heat coats your mouth as he fills you up, and you can't help but moan.

Everything about this is just so hot.

Mingyu's fingers send waves of pleasure rippling through you like you've never felt before, and his tongue plunges deep into your cunt.

"god-" you moan, "I can't-"

Dokyeom pushes his lips to yours, kissing you deeply, swallowing your whines.

Spurred on by your voice, all hoarse and desperate, Mingyu moves his fingers faster, abusing your sensitive nerves while his tongue burrows inside you.

You see stars.

With a muffled cry, you come undone, legs trembling pathetically under the weight of your orgasm.

Mingyu stays put, lapping up all your juices. Not a drop goes to waste.

"ah- p-please-" you pant against Dokyeom's lips, "m'so sensitive"

"what?" he taunts, finger prodding into your hole, "is this too much?"

You whimper, nodding slightly.

"aw baby... we've barely begun"

He looks at Dokyeom, grinning madly.

"wanna switch?"

The older man responds with a dry chuckle, a mix of lust and amusement flashing in his eyes.

They take each other's places- Mingyu kneeling in front of you, Dokyeom grabbing your ass from behind.

"you have no idea-" Dokyeom seethes, palms kneading your cheeks as he spreads them open, "no fuckin' idea how long I've been waiting to taste you"

You gasp as his tongue drags heavily across your cunt, his hot breath fanning your entrance like a salivating animal. A jolt runs through you at the sensation, feeling the wet muscle make contact with your sensitive clit.

"f-fuck Dokyeom-" you shudder. Heat pools between your legs, and you hear him groan while he laps you up.

"mmph- so fuckin' wet-"

Dokyeom works his tongue into you, fucking you open as his hands knead feverishly at your ass and thighs.

The sound of shuffling fabric draws your attention back to Mingyu, and you see him kneeling in front of you- cock dripping and red.

"you wanna fix this, baby?" he smirks, hips aligning to your mouth.

The question must've been rhetorical. Before you can respond, Mingyu shoves himself past your lips, reaching the back of your throat almost instantly.

Fuck he's long.

Tears spring in your eyes, and your hands come up to push against his thighs desperately, but- he doesn't stop. As if lost in a trance, his hips jerk into your mouth, shoving his length so far down your throat you can barely move.

"yeah- oh f-fuck that's it-" he sputters, and you feel his dick twitching wildly against your tongue.

Your own hips move just as his, chasing Dokyeom's tongue like he's the only thing you need. A harsh flick upwards has your clit buzzing, and your head spins from the overwhelming pleasure.

"please- god Kyeommie please-"

He grins against your wet cunt, the petname making his heart swell with pride, and spurring him on. You can barely register what his mouth does down there, but god it feels good.

You moan helplessly on Mingyu's cock, sounds choked and muffled so pathetically you feel your cheeks burn with embarrassment.

The way Dokyeom fucks his tongue into you, alternating between harsh thrusts and flicks to your clit, has you coming undone in record time.

With a broken cry, you feel a knot snap deep inside your belly, release flooding you like the sea, and your body slumps forward. Dokyeom licks you clean, savouring the way you taste, making you jolt from the stimulation.

"fuck fuck fuck- yeah right there-" Mingyu's voice raises in pitch, his hips moving sloppily as he chases his own high. You moan around his length, feeling your throat burn from the abuse, and the sound vibrations are just enough to send him over the edge.

Mingyu gasps as his cock jerks around in your mouth, his hot fluids dripping down your throat while you choke breathlessly beneath his gaze.

"that's a good fucking girl," Dokyeom groans, eyes raking over your trembling frame. He glances over at Mingyu before pressing himself against you, revelling in the warmth that your skin radiates.

"you gonna take me in? hm?" he mumbles as his lips traces soft kisses along your ear, working his way down along your spine.

You whimper, nodding slightly, and he grins.

Mingyu clicks his tongue, feigning confusing as he crouches down to face you. You feel his eyes pierce into yours, and your breath stops.

"what about me?"

You gasp.

There's no way you're taking them both at once. Sure, it sounds hot in theory, but jesus it would hurt.

"I guess you'll just have to wait your turn," you tease. The slight tremble in your voice gives you away, and Mingyu licks his lips.

"we won't hurt you, y/n. hm? that tiny fucking hole of yours- greedy as it is- can't take us both baby"

"b-but-"

"oh, I'll figure something out baby- don't you worry"

Dokyeom settles onto his knees, lifting you up in his arms before flipping you effortlessly onto your back. You gasp, arms flailing.

"D-okyeom!"

He chuckles, yanking your body down to meet his, and Mingyu quickly settles behind you- like some sort of chair. His firm torso rests flush against your back, and his arms wrap around you.

"yeah, I can keep myself occupied pretty girl" he chuckles.

Dokyeom leans in, placing a slow, sensual kiss to your lips, as Mingyu's fingers trail down to your clit. You gasp into the kiss, moaning as his fingers roll your nerves to his will.

"tell me if this hurts" Dokyeom mutters, one hand gripping the back of your neck while he pushes his length into you.

Instantly, your eyes fly open, a piercing scream leaving your lips as he burrows into your heat. The walls of your cunt ache with the way they're being forced to accommodate his size, and your insides feel like they're on the verge of snapping- it's delectable.

The way the sheer girth of him drags against your plush walls has your eyes rolling to the back of your head, and your mind ablaze with ecstasy. He stills for a moment, letting his cock settle into you, as Mingyu rubs soothing circles into your clit.

He begins to move, drawing his hips all the way back before shoving himself into you, thrusting at a consistently brutal pace. You feel your insides coil and tighten deliciously around him, sparks shooting across your body from the overwhelming sensations.

"Kyeommie- ah- you're s-so big-" you whine, legs trembling pathetically like a baby deer. "f-fuck you'll break me-"

"taking me- so fucking well-" he groans, "that's my girl,"

Your words spur him on further, and he angles his hips, hitting a spot you've never felt before. With a scream, your body jolts, only to be pinned right back down by Mingyu's strong arms.

"shh, easy pretty girl,"

He drags his fingers ruthlessly over your sensitive nub, speeding up in sync with Dokyeom. Your vision goes white. The combined stimulation of their bodies ruining yours has your core tightening so hard, Dokyeom moans into you.

"shit you're so fuckin' tight baby"

Mingyu swallows a smile, and he brings his lips to your neck before sinking his teeth into your tender flesh- right at the spot you feel most sensitive.

With a cry, you come undone, limbs spasming as they remain relentless in their pursuits.

"I'm done- fuck!-" you yelp, pawing at Dokyeom's abs as he fucks you into oblivion.

The force of your orgasm has you clenching around him. Hard.

"fuck I'm close- oh baby-" he moans, hips stuttering as he releases himself.

You pant, eyes half-lidded, hair knotted and frizzy. They're in awe.

"so fuckin' pretty" Mingyu says, almost angrily.

They share a look, once again nodding quickly to each other, before leaning down to place soft kisses all over you.

"stopp-" you giggle weakly, still struggling with the weight of your orgasm, "I'm really sorry, hm?"

"don't be" Mingyu chuckles, "this was fun."

You smile, feeling yourself drift off to sleep in their warm embrace.

"but next time," he cocks his brow, leaning into your ear.

"I'm fucking you senseless."

Dokyeom grins, indulging in the pride of having fucked you first, but all three of you know...

This is just the beginning.

[magpie1817]

help me save me from this seokgyu 🙂‍↔️ … (or not)

[kyeomniscient]

seventeen ao3 fic recs (pt. 2)

creating a new post for the mid-length fics bc the original post was getting too long - enjoy!

pt. 1 (completed fics, >50k words)

pt. 3 (completed shorter fics, <10k words)

pt. 4 (incomplete fics)

in order of descending word count, last updated 05/11/2025

Cherry Tree Inn (jicheol, 45k, completed)

obsessed with the plot twist in this one! the damsel in distress!hoon x hero!cheol dynamic never fails

The Times We Fell (minwon, 46k, completed)

this one definitely did things to my heart :"") loved the visuals of hockeyplayer!mingyu x figureskater!wonwoo, the development of their enemies(?)-to-friends-to-lovers arc, how their relationship remained strong and steady throughout despite being met with various obstacles and external pressures along the way, how Mingyu rekindled Wonwoo's love for skating not once but twice, just them being a healthy and supportive couple - a beautiful read!

Access Granted (jicheol, 45k, completed)

the jicheol banter was golden in this one

divine pain, pain divine (gyucheol, 44k, completed)

the enemies-to-lovers-to-exes-to-lovers pipeline i never knew i needed

cut to the feeling (soonwoo, 44k, completed)

this was a character study on emotional self-torture and every chapter was an absolute sucker punch to the gut - loved the sadness and pining for the drama but i also felt like plot-wise the events didn't really justify the intensity of it all as much as the author's other piece :"/ writing was still amazing though!!

gold fever (seokgyu, 43k words, completed)

archer!seokmin x weightlifter!mingyu in a college au - really liked the vibes and writing in this fic :) seokgyu fics are rare and i feel like it's bc their dynamics on-camera mostly revolve around teasing/bickering it's hard to picture anything else, but the slow-burn element brought smth fresh and new to their dynamics and it was such an enjoyable read!

hat-trick (seokgyu, 42k words, completed)

The September Issue (wonshua, 40k words, completed)

brings me back to that gose episode where jeongcheol open a restaurant and there's a wonshua moment where they're trying to break chopsticks exactly in half and someone said it looks like they were a couple on their first date... except in the fic there's a slight age-gap dynamic and wonwoo is such a sweetheart here

I'm not afraid to die, I just don't want to be there when it happens (jicheol, 40k words, completed)

after reading this i think it's safe to say we all need a cheol during an apocalypse

who i am when i'm not around (junshua, 39k words, completed)

darling bang on my door (i won't know if it's all in your head)l (vercheol, 39k words, completed)

after reading this i've come to the conclusion that the world is in dire need of more vercheol fics!! this was slow burn at its peak, tension was immaculate, so much yearning with even more left unsaid

take a hit (junhao, 37k words, completed)

very hot no notes but also very sweet

In The Eye of the Beholder (verkwan, 34k words, completed)

half-demon!vernon x blind!seungkwan - verkwan is the softest ship and no one can say otherwise

(something like) serendipity (verkwan, 32k words, completed)

fools rush in (gyushua, 31k words, completed)

just mingyu being the loverboy that he is

Get busy living, or get busy dying. (cheolhoon, 31k words, completed)

absolutely living for the dialogue and banter between these two during the counseling sessions - such a unique setting, a v good fic!

secondhand smoke (gyucheol, 30k words, completed)

this was the start of my spiral down the gyucheol rabbit hole: collegiate sport aus will always be superior

just let me know (i'll be on the floor) (verkwan, 30k words, completed)

soft and sweet friends-to-lovers fic that made my heart so warm!! really loved how their relationship unfolded over time, how they took care of each other as roommates, with seungkwan's obliviousness and denial and vernon being so patient with him throughout - 'twas a lovely slice-of-life read that brought comfort and joy :)

A (Revised Guide to Lab Safety) (soonwoo, 25k words, completed)

askjfsds this was an amazing mix of soonwoo peer dynamics in a college au + science!! their lab partners-to-friends-to-lovers arc was really too cute so i'd highly recommend this to soonwoo enthusiasts

tu me manques (minwon, 26k words, completed)

this really captured the feeling of watching 90s & early 2000s romcoms (think before sunrise, chasing liberty, serendipity etc) and was written so beautifully i might cry :"") really loved the travelling aspect of it, the scenic descriptions of each city made the fic so immersive, like i was there along w them sigh

also wonwoo has slight manic pixie dream boy vibes and mingyu is just there lolol

here kitty kitty (minwon, 26k words, completed)

the ultimate cosy fall read - this fic felt like a sip of warm tea by the fire on a chilly autumn evening :)

snowflake, i'll catch you tonight (minwon, 25k words, completed)

this was really cute!! just soft and fluffy vibes in general and characterisation was super on point bc wonwoo is literally winter personified lmao

i thought that space was mine (jeongcheol, 25k words, completed)

jealous jeonghan sad fics are everything

a mix of sun and clouds (soonwoo, 24k words, completed)

lovelovelove aus with interesting professions, and this time they're both working at a weather station! soonyoung being a weather nerd is such a delight to read, and wonwoo's emotional constipation + little acts of service never gets old hehe geguri is amazing

Paradise Lost (minwon, 24k, completed)

sad fics have a chokehold on me and this one definitely takes the cake... was left in tears and i would risk it all to experience it for the first time again

despite this being a post-apocalyptic au, the development of the romance arc was treated softly and gently, that the moments of tenderness between the mcs shone through the violence and ruin that surrounded them. it was a really refreshing take on domesticity, one that took me by surprise, and it's a pity that the author only has 2 works!! i need MORE

Bend (and Break) (seoksoon, 23k words, completed)

fwb-to-friends-to-lovers seoksoon?? another wholesome fic and i loved the build up in this fic, where the mcs are basically doing all but admitting their feelings for each other UGH so cute

175°C for 60 minutes (seokgyu, 23k words, completed)

vv cute baking rivals au!! love how little clues were sprinkled throughout the story and came together at the end to tie things up nicely hehe

everything but you (soonhoon, 23k words, completed)

six-seven-eight (wonshua, 22k words, completed)

Lie Again (gyuhan, 22k words, completed)

the best gyuhan fic (that i've read so far) !! aka the chronicles of one (1) emotionally-unavailable yoon jeonghan where he learns to embrace the notion of Having Feelings ™ ft some of my other fave ships seoksoo and soonwoo

Jack of all trades... (jicheol, 21k words, completed)

absolutely went down a jicheol rabbit hole after this... their dynamics are one of a kind and i love it so much

stillness and motion (seokhao, 21k words, completed)

give me a fic about emotionally-repressed characters that yearn and do everything but communicate and i'll eat it up!! the tension built up between (former) teammates in sport aus are a different breed and i'm absolutely here for it

For Want of Glory (woncheol, 21k words, completed)

secret agent au! loved woncheol's dynamics here, and it's really endearing to read from coups' pov because i love the way he just PINES

friday i'm in love (verkwan, 21k words, completed)

you make me feel good (i like it) (soonwoo, 18k words, completed)

no spoilers but this was an absolute beast of a fic that DESTROYED me the best way possible :"") each chapter was succinct yet packed a punch, loveloveloved how the element of time travel was weaved into the storyline!! op you are a genius for conceiving and writing this

Storm Warning (wonhui, 18k words, completed)

jun as a manic pixie dream type here is everything!! ww's feelings are so valid bc if jun was my neighbour, i too, would fall in love right away HAHA

Cold Hands, Warm Heart (jicheol, 17k words, completed)

apocalypse aus always hit so hard and this fic was no exception - i was expecting a much darker arc based on the blurb, but the author managed to transform such a dire situation into one full of love, warmth and hope :") definitely check this one out!! there's also a (slightly) heart-wrenching (tiny) minwon arc on the side

now i'm covered in you (soonwoo, 16k words, completed)

it's the art of dealing with grief and moving on in a sweet and tender fic - highly recommend!

7 Trials for a Lovesick Wizard (woncheol, 15k words, completed)

this was basically cheol being oblivious and blinded by his own yearning and wonwoo being so adorably fond of him for it

say you want me (cause I need it, all of the time) (soonwoo, 15k words, completed)

this is wonwoo as everyone's dream high school boyfriend lol

choosing the right place to put it (woncheol, 15k words, completed)

15k words of pure domestic fluff :") wonwoo and cheol are so soft with each other in this fic and cheol being so oblivious throughout really takes the cake HAHA

burning the wick at both ends (jeongcheol, 14k words, completed)

getting back with an ex is never a good idea... unless it's jeongcheol

in the dream where I am an island (jeongcheol, 14k words, completed)

rare jeongcheol fic from cheol's pov

Brew Me a Little Love (gyucheol, 14k words, completed)

full ten (minwon, 14k words, completed)

super adorable strangers-to-roommates-to-lovers fic!! i really loved that they each had their own lives (preferences, habits, jobs and interests) before they met each other, and coming to live together only made their lives better - there's just something about the intimacy of co-existing in the same space with someone, bonding over simple weeknight dinners, developing a shared routine over time :"")

favorite (minwon, 14k, completed)

this was a v lovely friends-to-lovers fic - really loved the timelapse of small moments between them from both perspectives!

helios (minwon, 13k, completed)

a literal masterpiece - great execution of a cool concept, and wonwoo's persona as an artist was really well-crafted!!

runaway (verkwan, 13k, completed)

this fic highlights an inseparable quality about verkwan, that there'll always be invisible string tugging at both of them, keeping them by side by side - amazing!

day ones all i keep around me (minwon, 12k words, completed)

established (secret) relationship where minwon tries to soft-launch their marriage but their fans are too dense to realise LMAO this was really cute, and i loved the dynamics between streamer!wonwoo x soccerplayer!mingyu hehe

Flowers In My Path, My Love (seokwoo, 12k words, completed)

this was the cutest college meet-cute aka hotpoetryclassguy!wonwoo x cutepoetryclassguy!dk - it really captured the moments of fumbling, awkward shyness when interacting with crushes so well and bonus points for describing dk as sunshine bc he really is the brightest boy!!

FALL RISK (seokgyu, 12k words, completed)

put me on a feeling i never had (woncheol, 10k words, completed)

on the inherent romance in tending to the wounds of a lover

i want us both to eat well (gyucheol, 10k words, completed)

light the way home (and i'll follow) (minwon, 10k words, completed)

[kim-jongin-s]

svt fic recs (mostly nc-17; jeongcheol, minwon, multis + other)

JEONGCHEOL

"you don't understand (you should never know)". f1!au. oneshot, 2k. nc-17.

Mercedes AMG Petronas F1 team's Choi Seungcheol and Yoon Jeonghan are in the midst of battling it out for the Formula One World Drivers' Championship.

"the necessity of living". omegaverse: alpha!sc, omega!jh. oneshot, 3k. nc-17.

"Jeonghan," Seungcheol says, strangled.

Jeonghan closes his eyes. Oh god, he thinks hysterically. Not this again.

"beginning song". soulmate!au. oneshot, 17k. pg-13. ♡

He’d thought, when he was younger, that his feelings for Jeonghan would eventually fade with time. But time seems to have done the opposite. Seungcheol isn't sure which version of reality might be worse: one where Jeonghan isn't his soulmate, or one where he is.

"ready to love". oneshot, 20k. nc-17.

“Felt nice, right?” Jeonghan murmurs benignly. Warning bells sound in the depths of Seungcheol’s consciousness. He’s attuned to Jeonghan’s brand of troublemaking; nothing good could possibly follow that tone of Jeonghan’s voice.

"eulalia (silver grass)". wolf!au. oneshot, 20k. nc-17. ♡

There’s a new scent in the pack’s hanok. It’s getting under Jeonghan’s skin.

"one step closer". royalty!au. 5 chapters, 132k. nc-17.

The West nations crown prince Yoon Jeonghan loses his position, land, and all of his pride in a war with the East nation's Emperor Choi Seungcheol. The next thing he knows, he's being referred to as betrothed of the Emperor.

MINWON

"miss me?". oneshot, 1k. nc-17.

Where they miss each other.

"here kitty kitty". hybrid!au: cat!ww, panther!mg. twoshot, 26k. nc-17. ♡

Panther hybrid Mingyu visits a housecat hybrid village and causes quite the stir.

"sweet accident". au, age gap, prime minister!mg. 12 chapters, 34k. nc-17. ♡

“Jeon… Wonwoo… age twenty…three…college… student… no… gag reflex. Status…very… available.”

MULTI

"rewind and repeat". s.coups/jeonghan/joshua. age gap, omegaverse: alpha!sc, omega!jh, alpha!js. oneshot, 3k. nc-17. ♡

There is shame, in letting men nearly ten years younger than him tumble into his bed. Jeonghan almost feels guilty.

"synced threes". wonwoo/seokmin/mingyu. oneshot, 5.6k. nc-17. ♡

“This is what you two do on a night without me?”

"cognitive dissonance". jeonghan/svt. au, age gap, professor!jh. oneshot, 7k. nc-17 (pls check the tags!).

“Mr. Yoon…?” Jeonghan looks up again, his stare unfocused. His mouth is so pink Soonyoung can nearly imagine the heat of it against his own.

"it takes three to tango". s.coups/wonwoo/dino. au. oneshot, 15k. nc-17. ♡

There was no room in their love for a third person, of that, Wonwoo was entirely sure, but there was plenty of space for a third in their bed, and Chan would fit quite nicely.

"being a beta". s.coups/jeonghan/joshua. omegaverse: alpha!sc, omega!jh, beta!js. twoshot, 24k. nc-17.

Hong Joshua enjoyed being a beta. Being a beta meant a quiet, simple life without being subjected to biology in the way alphas and omegas often were. Too bad he was deeply in love with an omega who craved an alpha mate.

OTHER

"an appropriate distance". seokgyu. omegaverse: omega!sm, omega!mg. oneshot, 6.6k. nc-17.

It's like this: Seokmin helps out with Mingyu’s heat, but not the other way around. Maybe Seokmin is the one holding Mingyu at arm’s length, but it's better this way.

"i'm sorry every song's about you". junhao. band!au. oneshot, 10k. nc-17.

The bass of their songs is always what sticks with Minghao the most. Junhui sticks with Minghao too.

"sip on your lips". sooncheol. au, age gap, single dad!sc. oneshot, 11k. nc-17.

Soonyoung finds it a little too hard to say no to the hot single dad across the hall.

"of the color gray". wonchan. fantasy!au: demon!ww, witch!dn. oneshot, 16k. nc-17.

Chan accidentally summons and binds himself to a lust demon. It turns out better than expected.

"son of nyx". verkwan. spy!au. 3 chapters, 31k. pg-13.

Hansol Vernon Chwe is eighteen when he decides to follow Seungkwan to the end of the earth, even if it means becoming a contracted agent with no guaranteed future.

[babygirldokyeom]

Shirtless mingyu and then there’s dokyeom fully covered with his swim cap and goggles 😭

[candymay]

they wanna torture me