@sadfragilegirl requested a Ravi x Reader oneshot. I hope you like it! This was difficult to write and thus it is shorter than I wanted, since I am new to VIXX and this was my first attempt at writing 'x Reader'. I hope I did okay:) Enjoy! <3
You opened your eyes to the welcome sight of your boyfriend bringing you breakfast in bed.
“Good morning, Jagiya!”
Twisting in the sheets, you greeted him with a smile. “Good morning!”
“Happy birthday,” your boyfriend placed a sweet kiss on your forehead as he fluffed up your pillows.
He lay beside you while you ate, telling you about his plans for your special day. He had the whole day off and was focused on making it memorable for you.
Once you were dressed and ready for the day, the two of you headed out of your apartment to begin your adventure.
You began with a visit to your favourite coffee shop, your boyfriend ordering his usual iced coffee and you went for your favourite iced mocha.
Coffees in hand, you linked your fingers together with your boyfriend and swung them happily as you walked down the street together.
Window shopping was something you liked to do as you strolled the avenues in your city’s downtown area, and anything you did was automatically better when your loved ones joined you.
“Ravi-ah, look at that!” You pointed to a pretty dress in the window of one of your favourite shops.
The morning was spent window shopping and just enjoying one another’s company. The sun was warm but not hot, you were with the love of your life, and you had iced coffee. It was shaping up to be a perfect day.
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As soon as you returned from your picnic dinner, Ravi kissed you passionately, backing you up until your back met the wall.
You moaned into his mouth, wrapping your arms around his shoulders and running your fingers through his hair.
He hooked his hands under your thighs and carried you to your bedroom, kissing your neck until you shivered with pleasure.
You pulled his shirt over his head, tracing your fingers over his tattoos until he returned the favour and pulled your shirt over your head. He groaned appreciatively at the sight of your lacey new bra and ran his tongue over your nipples through the fabric, perking them up.
“Wonshik, I need more,” you groaned, unbuttoning both pairs of pants.
He pulled your pants and underwear off with a wink, kissing his way up your thighs to your centre.
Little sparks of pleasure spread though your body as he applied his talented rapping tongue to your clit, dexterously working you up to orgasm. The sight of him between your legs, skin glowing in the soft light of your room, his tattoos rippling over his skin as he moved sent you over the edge, crying out his name.
“I love you,” he pecked your forehead.
“I love you too, Wonshik.” You wrapped your legs around his waist as he pushed in, enjoying the feel of being so intimate with your lover.
You licked your way down his neck and jaw, his familiar scent filling your senses as he began a slow, sensual rhythm.
“You’re so beautiful.” he told you.
“So are you,” you returned, smiling up at him. “I love you.”
“I love you, Y/N.” He brushed a strand of hair from your face, speeding up his thrusts a little as you commanded.
His hand came up to circle your nipples as he licked and nipped a line down your neck, biting softly at your ear.
The tightening in your core continued. “Ravi, I’m close.”
His finger trailed down your torso to rub at your clit, knowing just how to help you climax.
“Wonshik!” Your orgasm triggered his and you lay there, panting and happy.
“Happy birthday, Y/N-ah,” he kissed you softly, wrapping you in his big arms, safe and loved.
When He Apologises To You After A Fight ~ Vixx Reaction
N:
Your eyes widened as you watched Hakyeon walk through the front door, two bags in his hands. He placed them in front of you, allowing you to peek inside both of them.
“My favourites,” you commented, recognising a few of your favourite things.
Hakyeon nodded proudly as he took a seat down beside you, “I thought they might be a good start in trying to say sorry to you for the argument earlier.”
“I guess buying my favourite chocolate does sweeten me up a little bit,” you agreed, reaching in and pulling your favourite bar out to start enjoying.
“You have to listen to me though Y/N, you can’t just eat that now.”
“I can do both,” you retorted, “plus I like the chocolate more than I like you right now.”
“I can’t argue with that,” Hakyeon shrugged back across at you, “but I would like you to at least pay attention enough to know that I’m sorry for what I said to you.”
Your head nodded as you looked up in Hakyeon’s direction. “This apology better be on a par with the chocolate otherwise I won’t be listening.”
“Y/N, shh,” Hakyeon laughed, “I’m trying to be serious, stop messing around with me now.”
“Sorry, I promise I’m listening.”
Leo:
A sigh came from you as you heard the door to your bedroom open, knowing that it was Taekwoon by the clearing of the throat that came from him as he approached you.
“I’m not interested,” you immediately called out, but Taekwoon didn’t listen.
Instead, he perched down on the bed just beside you. “I’m not here to cause another argument Y/N, I’m here because I want to say sorry for what happened.”
“It doesn’t change what you said earlier on,” you stubbornly replied, catching Taekwoon nodding in agreement with you out of the corner of your eye.
“Let me try and make it up to you at least, you shouldn’t be here.”
“I want to be here,” you corrected, “I’d happily be anywhere if it was away from you.”
“Y/N,” Taekwoon whispered, resting his hand against the top of your leg, “I’m trying here. I can’t say sorry enough but you can’t just ignore me forever and not talk to me.”
You shuffled slightly so that you were looking across at Taekwoon, “I’m listening,” you bluntly whispered, not letting him off quite so easily.
“Thank you,” he calmly responded. “I am really sorry for what I said, you know that, don’t you?”
“Yeah, I know you are Taek.”
Ken:
The sound of a knock at the door brought your eyes up, smiling weakly as you saw Jaehwan stood in the doorway, holding up the bag that was in his hand to show you.
“What are you doing here?” You asked, pushing your laptop away.
Jaehwan took that as a sign to walk into your office, hovering beside your desk. “It’s a bit of a peace offering, a guilt lunch for causing the argument earlier.”
“You’ve brought me lunch to say sorry?” You smiled back across at him, unable to stop yourself from being touched by Jaehwan’s sweet gesture.
“I’ve not been able to stop thinking about what happened.”
“Come on,” you spoke, beckoning him over, “I can’t say no to a free lunch anyway.”
“I’ve got a few more things that I thought might make you like me again,” Jaehwan informed you as he took his seat and started to unpack the bag.”
Your eyes rolled as he did so, “no matter how much we fight Jae, it never stops me from liking you. These things just happen in relationships.”
“You’re right,” he mused, “I guess sometimes I worry that I push things a little too far with you.”
“You definitely like to test me.”
Ravi:
Your eyes glanced away as soon as you noticed the front door opening, hearing Wonshik walk through the house and take a seat on the sofa beside you.
“What?” You questioned, feeling his eyes staring across at you firmly.
A sigh came from Wonshik, expecting you to still be annoyed with him. “I just wanted to talk to you Y/N, try and at least explain myself a little bit.”
“What’s there to explain?” You challenged, “you made your opinions quite clear this morning about what you think of me, I’m just stupid to you, aren’t I?”
“That’s not true, I didn’t get my words right at all earlier, that’s all.”
“Is that you explaining yourself?” You groaned back at him, “blaming your words?”
“Can you just let me finish?” Wonshik asked of you, running a hand through his hair. “I’m trying to put things right, even if you’re still mad with me.”
Your head nodded as you took a moment to calm yourself back down again, “I guess I could listen to what you have to say for yourself.”
“Don’t sound too disappointed,” Wonshik joked, “don’t you want to stop arguing with me?”
“Sometimes I’m not so sure.”
Hyuk:
A figure appearing brought a smile to Sanghyuk’s face, watching as Jaehwan peered down and took a look at what it was that he was doing on his phone during their break.
“For Y/N?” Jaehwan asked, watching as Sanghyuk browsed a selection of flowers.
His head nodded as he clicked one of the options, “I messed up pretty bad this morning, sending her a bouquet of flowers feels like the least that I could.”
“Did you really muck up that much?” Jaehwan couldn’t help but laugh, throwing his arm across Sanghyuk’s shoulders. “You don’t think just a sorry will cut it this time?”
“I’m too embarrassed to even tell you what I said to her earlier on.”
A hum of surprise escaped from Jaehwan, “you better find something expensive.”
“Since when were flowers so expensive,” Sanghyuk grumbled as he clicked to check out, “I can’t dig myself that big of a hole again just for the price of the apology.”
Jaehwan’s head shook as he listened to him, “at least hopefully if you send her these you’ll get Y/N talking to you again, isn’t that what’s most important.”
“Of course,” Sanghyuk agreed, “I think it might get me a few points remembering her favourites too.”
One look that lasts too long. A laugh that’s a little too loud for a joke that wasn’t that funny. Small touches that linger longer than normal. Your heart racing when it never did before.
The small signs of falling for someone.
You tried to stop it, universe knows, but of course it never works that way.
It was almost like he knew. Like he was trying to get you to do something. But was he really? Or was that what you were wanting to see?
“No, forreal!” He laughed at you, his smile making your own come out. “I was just sitting there and suddenly he’s laid out on the flo-”
You were paying attention, you swear, but the realization of your smile had you fixing your expression. It must of come off more emotionless because he stopped talking.
“What’s wrong?” He asked worriedly and you shook your head.
“Nothing, why?”
“You just look like something happened?”
“I-” You took a deep breath. “I don’t want to be just friends anymore..” You spoke slow and soft, your fingers fiddling with each other as you avoided him.
It was quiet and it was getting to you. You were about to speak up and tell him to forget about it when you felt him lifting your chin.
“Y/n,” He looked at you, a small smile pulling at the side of his lip as he took in your expression.
A/N: Repost from Wishful Daydreamings on my other blog.
“Hakyeon! Stop it!” You laughed loudly, pushing at his wrists and chest. You did your best to lean away from him, but his hands held you to him, holding the back of your neck or around your waist. His kisses tickled, and despite how cute it may seem to the people walking around you, you couldn’t help but feel slightly embarrassed. “You’re smothering me!”
Your boyfriend had the biggest smile on his face as he finally let up, locking his hands behind your back and looking down at you lovingly. “But I want to show my love for you.”
You hit him lightly on the arm, glancing around you subtly, but never losing the happy smile on your face. “I think you’re getting a little out of hand.” Hakyeon pouted, turning his gaze up thoughtfully before shaking his head, cupping your face and kissing you hard on the forehead. “Nonsense. Everyone deserves to know how much I love you.”
His lips pressed against your cheeks again, making you giggle and fight his grasp again. He began making exaggerated kissing noises, and you cringed with an amused “Ew!” His laughter filled your ears again as he finally stopped, sparing you another look of adoration before kissing you lightly on the lips finally.
Prompt: “Sometimes I wish you would disappear.” -- @challengingwords prompt #36
Pairing: Cha Hakyeon x female reader
Genre: guardian angel au / fluff
Warnings: there’s a tiny bit of angst but it’s quickly resolved. Also, apparently, I can’t stop writing about saints/angels/demons it seems *shrugs*
Word count: 890
“Are you really going to eat that?” a voice inquired as you pulled a glazed donut up to your mouth. Hakyeon didn’t even let you take a bite. “That would be your third today.”
“And the problem with that is?” you asked with an impatient sigh, your hand hesitating with its delivery. You could smell the baked goods and also his disappointment at your decision-making.
“Well, there is no immediate problem, no. But weren’t you complaining about how your clothes felt tighter the other day-”
Shooting Hakyeon a dark look, the man held up his hands in front of him and chuckled. “By all means, eat the donut, Y/N.”
“Really. Today of all days?”
“What is it now?” you implored, and Hakyeon’s gaze washed over you before shifting back to the window he had been staring out of with disgust. You nodded curtly. “I can see that it’s raining outside.”
“I don’t much like the rain.”
“What you like and don’t like shouldn’t stop me from living, now should it?”
“No, I suppose it shouldn’t.”
Hakyeon didn’t seem as if he was finished, and you waited for the rest of his statement. “I don’t like the rain upon my wings.”
“So keep them concealed. Or even better, stay home. Keep cosy. I’ll go meet with Taekwoon without you.”
Hakyeon was quick to leave the windowpane behind him. “Alone? I think I’ll accompany you today.”
You smirked. “But the rain will get on your wings.”
You could sense Hakyeon was going to voice his opinion yet again, and you groaned, turning to point at the angel in protest. “Don’t say anything.”
“I believe I ought to.”
“Why? So you can cast negativity on the situation yet again?”
“I don’t always cast negativity, Y/N. As your guardian-”
“You know sometimes I wish you would disappear,” you stated, and Hakyeon blinked rapidly, his mouth falling ajar.
You didn’t know how to respond to your own words, shock enveloping you at speaking them. Did you really mean such a thing?
Hakyeon was your longest friend. He had been at your side since you were a child, having quite an accident-prone lifestyle even back then. You had thought him to be an imaginary friend, except when you grew too old to have one, he never disappeared. You were a teen by the time you realised he was your guardian angel.
Now, you felt as if you could live in this world without his constant guidance.
“Very well,” Hakyeon managed to say, swallowing down a lump in his throat at the same time.
“Wait, Hakyeon, I didn’t-!”
Before your sentence was finished, he was gone.
Looking at the donuts in a bakery window, you smiled sadly. You had no appetite for them today. Walking along the sidewalk sluggishly, you felt the heavens opening up above before a loud crash followed the sudden downpour. Stopping, you stared up at the skies, accepting the punishment desperately.
If only Hakyeon would come back.
It had been three days since you had said those hurtful words and three long days it had been. You always wondered why Hakyeon stuck to you like glue. Surely, you could cope in the world without him at your side.
You were learning very quickly how much you depended on him.
How much you loved him.
Shivering as the rain soaked you to the bone, you blindly turned to move off again, tripping over a storefront’s sign, and gripping onto the first thing you could grab.
It felt feathery, and you snapped your focus up, squinting against the grey light.
Hakyeon moved so the brightness stopped blinding you, and you didn’t hesitate to dive into his embrace, holding on firmly.
“I always have hated the rain,” he mentioned, and you laughed against him, snuggling him tighter.
Hakyeon equally had a firm hold of you.
“Let’s go home then. I don’t want your feathers to get too fluffy. You’ll need to sit with your wings out for hours to dry if we stand here much longer.”
“It will be worth it if you want me around you.”
“I never wish for you to disappear again!” you concluded as you looked up at your angel.
Hakyeon smirked. “Really? You were so certain you didn’t need me the other day.”
“Even if you nag me daily, I’d much rather listen to that than not hear or see from you. I can’t cope without you.”
“You’re lucky I’m too committed to you, Y/N. The last three days have been hellish, and I shouldn’t know about such dark places, being an angel and all.”
“You’re not that innocent,” you teased as he took your hand, and you both began walking.
Hakyeon chuckled. “No, I suppose you’re right.”
“Angels aren’t meant to have feelings for their charges, for one,” you reminded, and he gave you a pointed look. “What? Just because you can read my mind, doesn’t mean I don’t know how you feel about me.”
“Humans are more trouble than they’re worth,” he muttered, glancing back at his wings now folded against his back. “I never had to worry about my wings when I didn’t have you.”
