You were on top of the world with the new title of leader of your family’s clan. You were the strongest clan in all of the orient and you were proud. But your family feels that there are threats still lurking around making you a target. When they introduce you to a potential man for a business and marriage merger will it help your clan or make matters worse?
Jooheon X OC, Shonwu X OC, Wonho X OC
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Handsome Disaster (Completed)
When the school bad boy and womanizer Hoseok turns his attention on you it’s hard to ignore. Especially with your best friends being in a relationship and living five doors down from each other.
Hoseok X OC
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Beautiful Nightmare- Sequel to Handsome Disaster
Handling a husband and child on top of a work life was hard work. But just as you think that you have the rest of your life laid out with a clear path many obstacles stand in you and Hoseok’s way. Is your love for one another enough to stand all trial and tests of faith or will it break you and your family apart?
Hoseok X OC
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Oneshots
Homecoming (M)
Wonho just finished a tour overseas, and being able to come home to you was the relief that he needed. However, there were a few other things that needed…relief
Reactions
Reaction to you getting sick after having sex
Reaction to you using the safe word
Reaction to you being loud during sex
Reaction to you teasing them in front of the other members
Warnings: There aren’t any, at least not in this chapter.
Genre: A bit of Smuts | bits of angst | Fluff
requests - open
“Sometimes you can’t explain what you see in a person. It’s just the way take you to a place where no one else can.”
It’s crazy how much one person can affect you. The moment he moved next door, you always had a feeling that he was going to impact you in ways you wouldn’t seem to understand. He was new to the neighborhood and the only thing you seem to know is only his name... You might not know a single thing about the boy... But that’s what pulls you closer to the boy...
Part of his mystery is how he is calm in the storm and anxious in the quiet.
“Come on, I swear you’re always finding any excuse you can just to stay indoors. I mean don’t you think it’s time to come out of your little shell and live a little?” Your best friend Mi Sun continued saying as she grabbed a hold of your hand trying to pull you off the front step of your house and you sighed.
“It’s not that I don’t want to go out... It’s just...” At this point, you were out of excuses. You were pretty sure you used every excuse there is in the damn book.
“Nope, see you can’t say anything now.” Just as Mi Sun grabbed a hold of your hand and tried to pull you up, you two suddenly stopped when you suddenly noticed a moving truck approaching the two of you... For a second you thought it was about to park right in front of your house but it parked right next door.
“I didn’t know you were getting new neighbors,” Mi Sun says, staring at the trunk right next door and you looked at her and shrugged.
“I had no idea either...” You have been living in your neighborhood for who knows how long, however, you never seemed to ever properly meet your neighbors or ever properly introduce yourself. That kind of thing only happens in movies.
“Anyways! Please just for today? I swear it will be fun... I wouldn’t invite you if I was going to make you suffer.” She had a point but you weren’t convinced. You just stared at your best friend.
She managed to make you stand up. You began to follow behind her but suddenly you changed your mind again.
“Look, no matter how many times you tell me to go out... I just won’t ever be convinced.” You said patting your best friend on the shoulder and she sighed.
You tried to walk off until you noticed your best friend picking up the newspaper that was left in front of your house and she tried to throw it at you however it went past you instead and hit a stranger.
“MI SUN!” You shouted and the stranger immediately turned over after the newspaper hit the back of his head and looked in your direction.
SHIT! What just happened? What did you miss? You quickly ducked as if you were able to hide from the stranger your best friend just hit, however, there wasn’t a bush, not even a fence covering you.
“What the hell do we do now?” You asked your best friend and she awkwardly laughed.
“We could apologize... or we can... RUN!” She shouts and runs off. At that point, you were left abandoned and alone. Is this girl serious? She was the one who threw the newspaper in the first place!
You looked over at your door and you were planning to hide in there however it was far too late for that...
“I’m assuming this is yours,” you lifted your head, and at that moment when you made eye contact with the stranger, you quickly lifted yourself off the ground and awkwardly looked at the stranger.
“Uh... Yeah... About that...” How the hell were you the one apologizing for something you didn’t even do in the first place? What is this?
“That newspaper wasn’t for you... It was actually for me... I know that sounds crazy but my best friend was here and she meant to throw it at me but you were in the way and..” At that moment you realized you were blabbing on and on while doing this... You basically told the cute stranger he was in the way... SMOOTH.
“NO! not that you were in the way! I meant to say you were standing in the wrong place at the wrong time,” you said trying to clear the air and although you felt like you fucked up at the very moment, the stranger just simply smiles.
“Well, now as your neighbor I should be more cautious with where I stand,” you left such a great impression on a neighbor who was just moving next door.
“I’m sorry,” you blurted out and he smiled. He was about to say something until...
“Hyung!” He turned his head and then back at you.
“Until next time,” he says looking at you, and walks off. Wait, that was it? Were you not going to learn his name or something? Are you supposed to call him neighbor this whole time?
You turned right around and looked right at your house and walked as fast as you could as you looked down. That’s right you were doing the walk of shame... Your best friend was going to pay for this.
~
Why was he suddenly moving into your neighborhood? Did he not like where he was living or was he possibly running away from something? You quickly shook your head and snapped out of your thoughts.
After that mini incident that happened in the morning, for some strange reason you were suddenly curious to know what his name is. You didn’t understand why... It’s not like you were going to see him again but still...
You snapped out of your thoughts until you suddenly felt your phone vibrating right next to you. You got hold of your phone and noticed your best friend was calling you.
What does she possibly want? You picked up your phone and brought your phone to your ear. You didn’t even want to talk to her, especially after today’s incident. However, you were still going to pick up the call just because she has dealt with you for a long time.
“What?” You answered the call and you could hear her sigh from the other side of the phone.
“I'M SORRY!” She better be sorry... She made you embarrass yourself to your soon-to-be neighbor... And not only is he your neighbor but did you mention that part that he was CUTE... Ugh, must the universe be against you?
“You know because of you, I had to apologize for something I didn’t even do.” You began to complain especially because you don’t say sorry for just anyone but you knew your best friend wasn’t surprised. She should have seen this coming from the beginning.
“Again I’m sorry... What can I do to make this up?” Well, you couldn’t make her apologize however you were sure to come up with something eventually for her to do.
“I don’t know, but for now... Are you trying to possibly get me bubble tea?” You asked your best friend who currently worked at a bubble tea shop and you could hear her giggle.
“You got it,” after that being said the both of you exchanged byes and you were now laying in bed bored out of your mind.
You got up from the bed trying your hardest not to take a mini nap and walked over to your window. By the time you arrived at the window, you noticed that the new neighbor you happened to meet, not by choice, was still removing things off of his truck.
You could be a kind neighbor and go ask if he possibly needs some help but to be honest you weren’t that kind of person to just walk up to strangers... Second of all, who even does that... You weren’t in some movie where you suddenly become nice to a stranger. Plus your mother always told you not to talk to strangers. And last but not least, although he didn’t show that he didn’t like you... He probably hates your gut just because he thinks you threw something at his damn head...
Just from the thought of what happened earlier you couldn’t help but shake your head and feel embarrassed for something you didn’t do...
You were so lost in your thoughts, you didn’t even notice that you were so caught up with staring at your new neighbor until you have no idea how but something made you snap back into reality.
You shook your head and as you continued to stare out the window you noticed the guy... The new neighbor was staring right at you. Shit.
Your eyes widened and since you were in the middle of panicking without thinking twice you grabbed a hold of the currents and closed them right in front of you and you quickly backed away from the window and walked over to your bed.
One job... You had one job but you completely ruined that...
He now probably thinks you have this crush on him or maybe worse... He must think that you’re like a low-key stalker... Whatever the case is... He probably looked at you weirdly and that was because of everything that happened today...
He probably thinks he lives next to a complete freak but can you blame the guy?
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After low-key having a meltdown from embarrassing yourself so damn much in front of a cute neighbor of yours yesterday, you tried to move past that and decided to escape your cocoon for the day and go out.
The moment you stepped out of your house, you would be lying if you were to say you were trying your hardest to stay calm and hope that you didn’t happen to bump into your new neighbor.
You already embarrassed yourself yesterday and today is a whole new day.
As you began to walk everything was fine till suddenly you heard laughing coming from the right. You didn’t want to look just because of the fear you had it was the neighbor.
So instead of looking in that direction, you opened up your purse and tried to look for your pair of headphones. At last, when you got a hold of them, you quickly plugged them into your phone and made sure you had them on. You didn’t feel like talking to just anyone.
Although you thought you could get away with it, you suddenly feel eyes glued to you. You glanced over to your left and could feel not only the cute neighbor's eyes glued to you but someone who appeared to be his friend.
You looked straight ahead and tried your hardest to remain calm and make it out there alive but that all seemed to change when you suddenly see a person running right in front of you.
There you instantly froze and just as you were expecting to see someone familiar however you saw a new face that was unfamiliar to you. You had no idea why this stranger was right there in front of you, however you slowly removed one headphone and continued to look at the stranger a bit confused.
The stranger smiled and you didn’t react, you continued to stand there.
“Hey sorry,” you had no idea why he was even apologizing until you took a look at his hands and there you see a ball in his hand. So he probably grabbed the ball that was probably going to hit you. Duh, now this makes complete sense why a stranger would suddenly appear right in front of you.
“Um... It’s okay, I should have been more careful if anything,” you said trying not to make the stranger feel less bad about themselves.
“No no... My friend over there just sucks at throwing,” he says pointing at your neighbor as he stares at the two of you talking.
“Right...” That was all you managed to say and you didn’t know if now was the time you were about to awkwardly walk away but that stopped when suddenly the stranger continued to stand in front of you sparking a conversation.
“My name is Kihyun, and your name?” He asks as he stretches out his hand leaning in for a handshake.
“Uh, Y/N,” you said slowly getting a hold of his hand and at that moment the both of you made physical contact and shook hands.
You continued to look at Kihyun and he looked like he wanted to tell you something however it wasn’t long until his name got called.
“Kihyun!” Your neighbor calls out and he looks over at him and then back at you.
“Ah, guess that’s my cue... But I hope to see you around,” he says smiling brightly and he ran off.
What does he mean to see you again? He doesn’t know a thing about you but your name... But okay. At that point, you put both headphones back into your ears and you were off to your walk.
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Hoseok’s Point of View
I have no idea what Kihyun's intentions were the moment I noticed he was talking to my neighbor but I knew I had to put a stop somehow. Every time Kihyun and I go out, I’m pretty sure I catch him flirting with different girls all the time.
“Really? Must you interrupt my moment like that?” Kihyun starts saying complaining to me but all I could do was roll my eyes.
“I move to the neighborhood and you’re already trying to make a move? I swear I can’t invite you anywhere,” I said shaking my head as I walked off but Hoseok, of course, followed behind me.
“She was pretty cute,” ah, of course, he would say that.
“You say that about every girl you see,” the both of us walked into my living room and instead of sitting on couches, we sat on the ground.
Can you tell I haven’t made myself at home yet? I was supposed to buy furniture around the house today but a change of plans.
“What lovely home you have here,” Kihyun says sitting right next to me on the ground and I shot him a glare.
“Shush, I know right now it feels empty but when I fix it up... It will look better just give me some time,” I said to Kihyun and he just shrugs and pulls out his phone.
“Anyways, what were you talking to my neighbor about?” I couldn’t help but ask Kihyun even though I already know his intentions were anywhere close to being good.
“Oh, you mean Y/N? Nothing really, you interrupted me before I had the chance to even make my move,” he says glaring at me and I looked at him.
Now that I think about it... Kihyun got to know her name before I did, isn’t that a bit sad? Who am I kidding? Of course, it’s sad.
Hm Y/N?
“Hoseok, are you listening?” I looked over at him and smiled.
“Um... No?” Kihyun shook his head in disappointment but decided to repeat himself anyways.
“Are you planning to invite her to your party?” Kihyun asks and I just shot him a glare.
The last time I had a conversation with her was when she hit me on the back of the head but we didn’t say much, honestly, I didn’t even get to know her name... She doesn’t even know my name...
“How am I supposed to invite the girl when we only spoke once?” I asked Kihyun confused but he shook his head and sighed.
“I swear I need to help you learn how to properly approach girls,” I was going to say something, however, I knew no matter how many times I tell him that I don’t need to follow his tips I can talk to any girl he was still going to lecture me.
“Whatever,”
From that point on I rose from the floor and thought maybe I should drag Kihyun along with me to go look for furniture for this house... It feels practically empty.
“Let’s go,” instead of Kihyun asking me questions he got up from the floor and followed behind me.
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Your Point of View
This has never happened before... How on earth did you end up socializing with your neighbor... All the neighbors you have had in the past didn’t know who you were. Also, you never knew a single thing about them besides the fact that they live right next to you. No matter how many chances you or your neighbors had to “introduce each other” it just never happened and you were okay with that...
But now that you have this new neighbor it seems like you were going to see him around a lot more than you intend to and you already embarrassed yourself from the start because of your best friend.
“Lord please help me make it alive,” you spoke to yourself as you walked into a coffee shop.
You were hoping after today that you wouldn’t see your neighbor as often as you did yesterday and today.
Hmm now that you think about it, maybe the only reason you kept seeing him was that he’s just adjusting himself to your neighborhood, however, you were sure that after earlier you probably weren’t going to see him at all...
After that being said you felt relieved.
You smiled as you walked over to the register and looked up at the menu, now what shall you get for today?
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Hoseok’s Point of View
All I wanted to do was drag Kihyun with me to go buy furniture, however instead he decided to drag me to go buy him some coffee. I always tend to wonder how on earth we even became friends... I shrugged and looked at Kihyun.
“I still don’t understand how thinking of furniture made you want coffee?” I asked looking over at Kihyun and he shrugged.
“Maybe the walk from your house to here made me thirsty,” he says trying to make me feel better, however, all I did was roll my eyes and open the door to the coffee shop.
“Do you want something?” Kihyun asks, looking right at the menu and I look at him. Wow, he was actually willing to buy me something? I should take advantage now before it’s too late.
“Yes, actually I wouldn’t mind an Americano,” Kihyun looked at me and smiled.
“Nothing? Okay, you got it,” wow did he completely ignore what I just said?
I shrugged and as I began to look around the coffee shop I looked to my right and right then and there I saw a familiar face sitting on a table on her own staring out at the window.
Right there I see my neighbor...
I have no idea if I’m going crazy and I’m imagining that she is sitting right there or she is actually in the shop... I looked away and tried to avoid making eye contact however that didn’t last long when Kihyun suddenly noticed her presence and decided to call her out her name.
“Y/N!” Oh, this boy... I don’t understand why he’s like this.
She didn’t bother looking. Is she ignoring him? Because if she is... Smart girl.
“Y/N,” Kihyun called out again and I continued to stare at her as she looked out the window. I mean if I were the girl I would probably ignore him too, but as I continued to look in her direction I noticed that she had headphones on. Ah...
I glanced over at Kihyun and noticed him suddenly giving up trying to capture her attention and walked over to the register to order our drinks.
To be honest, I’m a little surprised to see Kihyun act so calmly about all of this, however, I would rather not question him.
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Your Point of View
You had no idea what you were supposed to do on your day off. You don’t socialize with others and you rather stay indoors and watch movies than go out and party.
As you enjoyed drinking your ice coffee you pulled out your phone and had no texts or calls. Hmm well seems like your plans involved blankets, food, and time to be with yourself. The moment you put your phone down, you looked up and jumped as you saw an unexpected figure standing there.
You slowly removed your headphones and stared at the same guy you bumped into earlier... Kihyun.
“Wow, I never expected it to take this long to get your attention,” Kihyun says, grabbing a chair right in front of you and sitting down and you just stare at him.
Wait, did you tell him to sit? Wait, does he think you guys are friends? You were beyond confused however you have no idea what to say or what to do.
“Um... Sorry I was kind of listening to music,” you said, lifting your earbuds.
Kihyun grabbed a hold of your headphone that you removed and placed it in his ear.
“What are you listening to?”
Before you could say anything you stopped when another figure approached the table. You looked over and saw your neighbor... The one you don’t happen to know what his damn name is...
“Oh no,” you thought you said in your head, however you said it a bit louder than you expected. Kihyun and the guy looked right at you.
“You see what you’ve done Hoseok,” Kihyun blurts out and at last you finally figured out the name of your damn neighbor, however, the moment you did you realized you just opened your mouth and now he probably assumes you hate him which that wasn’t the case.
“What did I do?” Hoseok asks, staring directly at you confused yet offended at the way you reacted when you saw him and you shook your head.
“Oh uh...” You had no idea what to say so the only thing you did was stall right in front of his face.
“Hoseok, she doesn’t like you,” Kihyun says, not making the conversation any better and your eyes widen.
“W-what I didn’t say that,” you quickly corrected him and Kihyun just smiled.
“What did I do?” Hoseok asks, ignoring the fact that you just said you did not say you didn’t like him...
You didn’t know anything about Hoseok so you couldn’t say that you hated the boy, however, you didn’t understand him and you thought he hated you just because he probably thinks you tried to hit him on purpose however you didn’t have a reason to even hit the guy.
“What?” You blurted out and Kihyun laughed.
To be honest, you had no idea where this conversation was even going, however, you didn’t care, right now all you wanted to do was get up and exit yourself from the scene.
“Mind if we join you,” Kihyun asks even though he was already sitting right in front of you. However, instead of answering, you got up from your seat and grabbed a hold of your drink.
“Actually I um... I should probably get going, I promised my best friend that I was going to meet her up,” that was a complete lie however you were going to do anything you could to leave the scene.
“Do you have friends?” Hoseok suddenly blurts out and questions you out of the blue and it wasn’t long until you looked over at him and felt offended.
You understand why he suddenly decided it was best if he made a comment, however you weren’t trying to be rude to him if Kihyun was sabotaging the situation... You were planning to say something to Hoseok but you realized there was no point.
You turned around and walked off. Whatever... Hoseok can have the last word for now...
~
Hoseok’s Point of View
I have no idea why Y/N would possibly hate me. I mean I just moved right next door and this girl already hates my guts... She first throws something in my direction and now she’s here trying to avoid me...
“Hoseok what did you do to the poor girl?” Kihyun asks, looking over at me and all I do is roll my eyes.
“Oh shush, I didn’t do anything....” Kihyun just rolled his eyes and began to walk off not believing a word I was telling him.
I have no idea what was happening but I mean although the girl probably hates me... For some reason it kind of made me want to be around her a bit more... Maybe just maybe I can show her I’m not going to be a bad neighbor...
But I have no idea how anything is going to turn out.
Everyone knows eventually they will meet their soulmate because it is fated, so their paths will cross and when the time is right, that person will come to you and you will go to them. Timing is the utmost important. Weirdly enough, the small locket watch you always carry around your neck continues to count down as your friends date approaches, does that mean you will also meet your own soulmate? @joo-heo-n
❥ WONHO NAVI
[main masterlist] [monsta x masterlist] updated 7-16-21
Proposition II [M] 18+
Pairing: Shownu x Fem!Reader (Married), Wonho x Fem!Reader.
Tags: 3.3k, AU, Smut, 3 part series. (In Progress)
Summary: You’ve spent the night teasing your husband through dinner and now it’s time to deal with the consequences, and rewards?
Chapter Warnings: Explicit sexual content, unprotected sex (m/f), dom!shownu, switch!reader, switch!wonho, teasing, daddy kink, pet names, praise, light chastisement, language, voyeurism, face-sitting (f), breast/nipple play (f), body praise, shownu drinks and watches his wife get bossy w his friend, wonho is cute and flirty but hella soft.This is not for minors and/or the faint of heart.
Part I | Part II | Part III (complete)
You remain on the floor, hands in your lap and body facing the bed, but you turn your head to watch the two men near the door. Your body aches with the need to get closer but you know better than to move before your husband gives you permission to do so. A lick of warmth runs up your spine from the way Hoseok looks at you over your husband’s shoulder. He runs his tongue over his bottom lip and you shiver in anticipation.
“What can I do for you?” He asked, focusing his attention back on Hyunwoo.
“My wife,” Hyunwoo starts, looking back at you with a stern gaze, though he doesn’t make you look away and face the bed like you should be, “Was curious about your thoughts on her dress tonight?”
They were both looking at you now and the temperature felt like it raised several degrees suddenly. “I thought she looked...stunning,” He replied slowly, thoughtfully.
Hyunwoo moved closer now, holding his hand out to you, “Stand.”
You took his hand and he easily pulled you off the ground. He moved to stand behind you, tugging you into his body and putting your naked form on display for Hoseok. Hyunwoo had one arm across your shoulders to hold you still against him while the other hand traveled slowly down your body, trailing over your breasts and down your stomach. You whimpered as he moved lower and your eyes locked on Hoseok, only a few feet away as he watched on intently.
“How does she look now?” Hyunwoo asked him, voice as smooth and deep as ever, never losing control.
“Fucking gorgeous,” Hoseok growled, his breathing noticeably heavier.
“Fucking gorgeous,” Hyunwoo repeats with a smirk, sliding his hand back up and grasping at your breast, “I am inclined to agree with you, friend.”
Hyunwoo lowers his lips to your ear and whispers quietly for you to get on the bed, which you do silently, as he turns his attention back to his partner near the door. “How would you feel if I asked you to fuck my wife, Hoseok?” He asked frankly, casually rolling the sleeves of his black dress shirt to the elbows.
Hoseok’s features darkened, his eyes still focused on your form, kneeling quietly on the bed, “What are the rules?”
“Simple. You can kiss her, touch her, fuck her. She will only use your name and you can call her whatever you want. Choking is ok. Hitting is not. When you come, pull out. And whatever happens in this room, never leaves this room. Deal?”
Your husband eyes the other man, already knowing he’ll accept his terms but waits for his answer none the less.
“Is she allowed to come?” Is Hoseok’s only question and he flashes a hint of a smirk because he’s seen the handprints on your ass.
“She’s taken her punishment well, she can come,” Hyunwoo shoots back an answering grin and your eyes drift close in relief.
You watch as your husband moves to the bar and fills a round glass full of warm amber liquid and settles himself in the armchair in the corner of the room. He’s an imposing figure, illuminated in the dim lighting of the small lamp next to his chair you can see that his shirt is now unbuttoned at the top revealing a tantalizing view of his tanned chest. He leaned back comfortably, long legs spread wide and all you want is to climb onto his lap and run your hands under his shirt, through his hair, and kiss him thoroughly.
Your attention moved to the man now standing at your side and you raise your head to meet his eyes. Hoseok reaches out for you, cradling your jaw and running his thumb over your bottom lip gently. The way he looks at you has you nuzzling your cheek further into his palm and closing your eyes on a brief sigh relishing in his gentle touch.
After a moment you feel plush lips replace his fingers and you find yourself reaching for him, wanting to touch his face or his soft hair but he catches your wrists in his large hands and holds them in the air as he opens your mouth to him, slipping his tongue inside to tangle with your own. He smiles into the kiss as he feels you fight back with the strength in your forearms, just begging to touch his skin, to feel his warmth.
Hoseok pulls back and you open your eyes to find him panting and grinning wildly, “What’s wrong baby, can’t wait to get your hands on me?”
Your eyes narrow and you scowl at him slightly for his teasing which he finds absolutely adorable and it's slightly refreshing being able to do this without being reprimanded. And he’s right, you do want to get your hands on him, but naturally, you turn back to your husband, seeking permission.
Hyunwoo smirks with the glass pressed against his lips, “Do you have something to ask, my love?”
“You’ve given Hoseokie rules but haven’t given me any,” You say with a slight pout, crawling across the bed to perch on the edge closest to him, “I need you to tell me what’s allowed, daddy.”
Hyunwoo chuckled and shoots a prideful glance at Hoseok, “You’re such a good little wife. Go on,” He encourages with a wink, “Touch him.”
You wasted no time in crawling back to the other side of the bed and stood on your knees in front of Hoseok. When you looked up at him you found him looking down at you encouragingly, tugging on his bottom lip as he watched you slide your hands up his chest, moving to slowly release each button, revealing his soft skin inch by inch.
When you unfastened the last button you pulled his shirt from his pants and peered back up at him, not needing to ask before he slipped the shirt off his shoulders leaving him bare from the waist up. Your hands were immediately back on him, smoothing over his defined abs and strong pecs. You marveled at how soft and supple his skin was with such hard corded muscle underneath.
Hoseok buried his hand in your hair, tilting you back to kiss you heatedly as your hands continued to traverse his upper body. He moaned into your mouth when those hands dipped lower, gripping at the hard muscle of his thighs and scraping your nails against the metal of his belt buckle.
You broke the kiss, both hands at his waist with your fingertips tucked just inside the band of his pants and asked if you could take them off. Hoseok laughed and insisted you didn’t need his permission which was a foreign concept for you and it took a moment to register before you began to strip him with skilled fingers.
Hyunwoo laughed at your hesitation and quietly mumbled, “Don’t get used to it, baby.”
You smiled to yourself at his comment and looked sweetly over your shoulder, “I wouldn’t dream of it, daddy,” You winked at him and he simply cocked a brow and took another sip of his drink.
Within seconds, Hoseok’s pants were pushed down to his ankles and he stepped out of them after kicking off his shoes and socks, leaving him standing in just his underwear. You sat back on your heels admiring Hoseok’s form, not reaching for him, just simply looking him over and you can’t help the smile that comes over your lips.
“He’s pretty isn’t he?” Hyunwoo asks from his chair.
“Yes, daddy,” You answer, bringing a hand up to trail down Hoseok’s abdomen and marveling at the feeling under your fingertips, “He is very pretty.”
“Good. Make sure you tell him. Hoseokie likes to hear how pretty and wonderful he is,” Hyunwoo says teasingly and you giggle as you watch the man before you smile wide and laugh heartily at your husband.
“He’s not wrong. Your husband likes to be obeyed, I like to be sweet-talked,” He shrugs and his playful grin immediately falters when your hand drops down and strokes him through his underwear.
“Why don’t you come show me why you deserve to be praised?” You challenge him with a smirk and you can tell without looking your husband is grinning into his glass again.
“It’s funny, you sound an awful lot like your husband right now,” Hoseok grunts out as your grip on his member tightens ever so slightly.
“Oh, you beautiful boy,” You release him, moving onto your knees again to get closer to eye level and reaching up to run your fingers along his cheek, “We’ve known each other for a long time, you should know by now I am not submissive by nature,” Your fingers trailed down and your grip his jaw lightly, “But, I’ll be nice and let you choose…”
Hoseok looks between you and the man behind you, “I think Hyunwoo and I would both like to see your bossy side tonight.”
You look over your shoulder for his approval and Hyunwoo raises his glass to you with a cocked brow and you feel a lick of excitement run down your spine. “Excellent. Get on the fucking bed, Hoseok.”
He does as he’s told and you waste no time in climbing over him and straddling his waist. You run your hands over him again as if you would never tire of feeling his skin beneath your fingers and you lean down to capture his lips in a hungry kiss. Hoseok reached up to grab generous handfuls of your ass and he groans into your mouth when you grind your hips down into his straining erection.
After a few minutes of heavily making out and grinding on him, Hoseok is sufficiently hard and impatient. You sit back, pulling his torso up with you and flush against your own naked chest, while stroking a hand through his damp hair, “You’re awfully good at that, aren’t you pretty boy?”
“I’m good at a lot of things. Shall I show you, Mrs. Sohn?” He replies, nipping at your jaw lightly, hips still rolling against yours every so often.
“Ooh, he’s fucking cocky, isn’t he?” You ask your husband cheekily.
“Always,” Hyunwoo chuckles before adding, “You were like that at first. Be a good girl and show him how I trained you so well. Make him your own plaything.”
“As you wish, Daddy.”
“Hoseokie,” You coo in his ear, “I want you to make me come on your tongue,” You whisper and his grip tightens on you as he lets out a long moan, “And then I’m going to ride you until you’re begging me for release.”
He’s eager and already trying to move before you still him with a hand on his chest, “And if you’re a good boy, you can stay and watch Hyunwoo fuck me while I’m covered in your cum. How does that sound?”
“Fucking amazing,” He purrs against your throat, still kissing and sucking lightly on your skin, “Can I start now? Please? I want to taste you.”
“God, you are so cute,” You smile, kissing both of his cheeks and pulling away to climb off his lap before he held you in place, looking up at you with round eyes.
“Will you sit on my face?” He asks and your body feels electric all over with the sweet sound of his voice, “Please? I promise it’ll be so good.”
“Well,” You start and he pouted a bit for show, making you giggle, “Since you asked so nicely,” You trail off and your giggling increases tenfold when he pulls you closely and you cling to him as he stands up off the bed, stripping his briefs off before laying you both back down with his head toward the bottom of the bed, putting you in direct eye contact with your husband.
“Hoseok, you sneaky shit,” You snickered when Hyunwoo winked at you.
He grinned while pulling you up his body, “I just thought since Hyunwoo was nice enough to share I’d make sure he could see your pretty face when I make you come.”
Your confident retort died on your tongue as Hoseok wrapped his hands over your hips and pulled you directly over his mouth, licking into your heat immediately. Your hands clamped down on his wrists as you let out a long satisfied moan and your eyes locked onto Hyunwoo’s. He had one hand on his glass and the other smoothing over his thigh.
In the faint light, you could just barely see the crease in his black dress pants, a clear indication of how much he was enjoying the show and you wanted so badly to touch him. The only thing keeping you grounded was the man beneath you, licking into your core like a man starved and soon you were fighting the urge to move with him.
Hoseok seemed to notice how tense your body became and he used his strength to force you into motion, pulling you down and grinding you over his tongue causing you to let out a deep wanton moan. Your hand dropped down to tug at his hair and the other you used to knead your breast, all while staring into your husband’s burning gaze before looking back to Hoseok.
“You’re such a good boy, Hoseokie. That feels so good,” You tell him and you can feel him groaning against you, “You look so pretty with your face between my thighs.”
At the praise, Hoseok doubles his efforts and the feeling is so intense you can’t decide if you want to get closer or further away from his ministrations. It feels like your burning up from the inside and when you look back up to find Hyunwoo’s gaze locked on you while he rubs himself through his pants you come almost instantly, crying out and twitching over Hoseok’s mouth and flattened tongue while he smooths his hands up and down your thighs comfortingly.
You wasted no time after the last waves of your orgasm rolled through your body before moving back to settle over his waist, brushing your hand up over his broad chest. You smirked over at your husband and made sure he watched as you leaned down and kissed Hoseok. You could audibly hear Hyunwoo groaning as he watched you make out with his friend, tasting your own arousal on his tongue and you smiled against Hoseok’s lips at the sound.
“Little wife,” Hyunwoo called and you took your time pulling away from Hoseok, looking up at him slyly as you release the other man’s bottom lip with a pop.
“Yes, daddy,” You answer innocently.
“I’m running out of patience,” He growled out and you automatically bowed your head. Hyunwoo may have granted you control over Hoseok, but he was still in charge here and no matter how much fun you’re having teasing him, you won’t disobey him.
“Yes, Daddy,” You replied and turned your attention back on the man beneath you who was keeping himself busy by running one hand over your thigh while using the other to stroke his cock behind you, occasionally pressing it against your ass cheek.
“Are you ready for me Hoseok? Do you want me to ride your pretty cock?” You asked him in your prim, sweet voice and you love the look on his face when he whimpers out a ‘Please, baby’.
With a smirk, you guide his length inside of you and sink down on him slowly, thankful that Hyunwoo’s already stretched you a bit on his fingers, easing some of the tightness because Hoseok is thick and even now you have to take a moment to breathe before moving again.
You’re so focused on accommodating Hoseok’s size and finding a comfortable rhythm that you don’t notice Hyunwoo’s shirt opened further, a few more buttons undone. Not until you hear the faint clinking of a belt being undone and your jaw falls open as you watch your husband shift just enough to pull his cock from his pants, stroking the solid length with one large hand while the other still grips the crystal tumbler.
And you can’t help the way your body naturally adjusts its pace to match that of Hyunwoo’s hand, it’s slow and makes you burn up from the inside out like you’re drowning in a sea of flames and the vicious grip on your hips let you know you’re dragging Hoseok under with you.
You’re so lost in this moment that it barely registers when Hoseok grips you harder, desperately asking your permission to come and when the words finally hit you, confusion takes over. Why would he be asking you? Hoseok sees your hesitation and sits up, flush against you, arms wrapped around your naked torso as you continue to roll your hips over him and latches his mouth over your breast, his tongue making delicious patterns over your nipple that bring you back into focus.
When he feels rather than sees you come back to him, he pulls his mouth off with a pop and looks up at you with pleading eyes, “Baby, I can’t take this anymore, it’s absolute torture,” He pants and the haze you fell into starts to dissipate. Right. You’re in charge here. But one more look at your husband eliminates any thoughts of teasing Hoseok further, of dragging this out.
You shutter a breath and grind down into his lap, hard, and grip the hair at the base of his skull, angling his face toward your own. You marvel at how wonderfully fucked out he looks with heavily lidded eyes and wet, swollen lips and wonder if this is how Hyunwoo sees you. Only a hairsbreadth away from his lips you whisper to him, “Take whatever you need and don’t stop.”
And it’s all he needs to hear before flipping onto your back and hiking up your legs before pushing himself back into you fully and setting a brutal pace. His hands grip the tops of your thighs for leverage and he uses his hold to keep you close as he relentlessly pounds into you. You want to tell him how amazing he looks and feels but you’re rendered speechless, your brain clouded and it takes all your willpower to utter a single request that has him pulling out and coating your breasts and stomach in hot ropes.
“Come for me, pretty boy.”
When the last of his seed is spilled he falls back, resting on his haunches and tries to catch his breath, a broad smile plastered on his face. “God, you look so fucking beautiful,” He pants, trailing his hand along your thigh soothingly, “Did I do well?”
You smile as Hoseok places a gentle kiss to the inside of your knee, still admiring the cum he so artfully decorated you in, “You were great,” You coo and he all but melts on the spot, “Such a good boy for me.”
Glancing over at Hyunwoo you can tell he is also admiring Hoseok’s handiwork and gives you a subtle nod, letting you know he’s proud of you. The thought makes you beam with happiness even as Hoseok’s attention dwindles as he prepares to hand you back over to your husband.
“You won’t get rid of it just yet, will you?” Hoseok asks as he slips his underwear back on followed by his slacks.
“Oh no, she won’t be,” Hyunwoo answers, setting his now empty glass on the table and standing from his chair, “You see how well she gives orders,” He pauses, undoing the last few buttons on his shirt and removing it fully.
I am back with a fresh start and an almost empty tumblr that I will dedicate to turn into a blog that both you and me will enjoy (or at least I hope so). I am also back into writing and currently working on a very long story. It still needs some time before I finish spilling my thoughts and editing my mistakes so that I can start to post it, but since at the moment it is over 40k words I will probably tear it down into pieces and post it as a series.
Oh, and it is about/with/for Wonho, like most of the things on this blog will be!
Author’s Note: By far my favorite chapter. Be prepared! >:) sorry not sorry.. This series only gets juicer from here ;)) So I hope you enjoy chapter 9! And as always, I will be posting a new chapter on Saturday’s 5:30pm Eastern Standard Time (U.S. Time) ((4:00pm Central Time // 2:00pm Pacific Standard Time)) Feedback is greatly appreciated and please look forward to more future works ;)
Warning! Mentions of blood from someone tripping!
Wonho stood facing his brother, watching his every movement, from this breathing patterns to even how he blinked, ready to anticipate any move. He remembered moments just a few hours ago, watching his once timid brother, even frightened his own ability in fear of losing control or summoning another storm in the past, defeat a great number of armored mages before. He recalled seeing how his brother was able to vanish into a bolt of lightning only to appear above the mages, electrocuting them all near to death.
“Let’s see how well you were trained,” Changkyun growled, cocking his head to the side while raising his eyebrow. Standing before his brother feeling a bit apprehensive, fully aware that his brother was now and always has been physically and ability wise stronger. The last time they faced each other like this was when their parents had begun to train Wonho, making the two brothers spar to see where the level of his ability was, pinpointing where they should work on, unfortunately resulting in Changkyun to be injured, defenseless to his brother’s power due to his fear of activating his own ability. The air vibrated around him, filled with electricity. He could feel his energy rising and expanding within him from the moon amplifying the wattage behind his bolts from his hands.
“Brother or not, I’m not going to hold back, not like I used to,” Wonho’s voice was husky and flat, his head tilted downwards so his white eyes peeked through the ends of his black hair. His practically glared as his eyes pierced into Changkyun’s soul.
The energy in the room was the strongest the headmaster had felt in many years from such youthful mages. He sat on the edge of the seat with a clear view of the two, unable to predict who would even begin let alone win. “You boys are going to make me rich..” The headmaster felt even more empowered knowing he now had these two along with two others in his.. collection. “No one will stand a chance..” His lips curled upwards, watching diligently, anticipating their next moves.
Changkyun gave a cocky smirk to Wonho before he disappeared into thin air, moving as fast as lightning through the air until he appeared behind Wonho, attacking him with his lethal electricity, only for Wonho to turn, using his hands to guide a vector, changing the magnitude and the direction of Changkyun’s momentum, launching him towards the wall only for him to disappear once again before any collisions. He appeared once again above him, his hands holding an orb. He threw it at Wonho, only for it to disappear in a cloud which formed around him in a matter of seconds. It wasn’t long before a thunderous boom echoed within the closed room, making the ground shake.
“My, my, Changkyun’s able to make an electric bomb at such a young age?” The headmaster spoke to himself, watching closely, his eyes almost unable to keep up with movements of Changkyun, but noticing how Wonho had stood in his one stance the entire time, not moving a foot and just watching Changkyun move and attack him.
The professor thought too soon before he watched Wonho in his cloud bubble, only to see him burst out of it, headed straight towards Changkyun with one of his hands casting a bright light, releasing a tremendous amount of energy with it. He released an enormous and destructive wave of energy towards far stronger than Changkyun’s electric bomb as he stood there, watching the bright ball, crossing his arms in defense at the last minute. Everyone in the room could feel Wonho putting out an arduous amount of energy which would normally drain the energy of a handful of normal mages, yet he stood there with his white glowing eyes, his energy never wavering. Wonho was no normal mage.
The orb of energy had full directly against Changkyun’s body, making him feel a pain all over his body as if he had just been cut open. It seared through his abdomen, his mind conceding to torment as he was unable to bring a thought to completion. He wanted to curl his body up into something primeval and all while the pain burned and radiated, but he couldn’t move. He lay there for a few seconds, but felt like hours, until the pain slowly went away, allowing him to slowly stood up. His hair color had gone from a white a bit back to his dark brown hair, but it was in the middle. As he stood up, his hair slowly began lightening up, his energy rising once again making the atmosphere around him vibrate with electricity.
“Impressive, I’m surprised you can still move your body let alone get up, but then again, like you said, this room will heal you,” Wonho’s voice was low and husky as he watched his brother stumble upwards before he disappeared once again.
“The bomb had no effect. Of course, he nullified it away from him. But how about this?” Changkyun appeared before Wonho, summoning lightning bolts as he projected them through his hands. He hoped to never use this capability against anyone, especially his own brother, but that thought was gone after Wonho had used his energy motion blast on him, putting every fiber of energy he had into this capability, allowing emotions to take over him.
He remembered when the four of them; their parents and them, would take Wonho to train, but they couldn’t leave Changkyun alone so they let him watch. They would drive for hours to abandoned military bases where they usually would take Wonho, training him, bringing their friends to guide him as well. Changkyun remembered sitting on a grassy area under some trees to the side of a runway for planes as he watched his brother in the middle of the runway, practicing this one capability, making it his strongest against any opponent. He would practice on mannequins as his target and over time, once he got used to it to the point of superb control, he was able to use this ability without wasting a bit of his energy which was near impossible for any other mage with his ability. The mannequins they would bring would be deteriorated along with the surrounding area, making incredible craters in the runway, making it impossible to be used once again, but it was no problem for their father to fix it with his perivállonkinesis
“Kyunnie, your brother is very strong, but don’t worry my little one, your day will come as well~” Their mother held his hand, rubbing her thumb over the soft skin on the back of his hand, bringing it to her lips and kissed it. Deep inside, Changkyun always felt Wonho was their father’s favorite which resulted him enclosing himself away from his family, often spending time alone in his room allowing his true emotions to come out. He was usually quiet and reserved, sometimes “picked” on by his father in a teasing way but took it the wrong way, especially after believing he wasn’t seen in the same light as Wonho. His mother did see him in the same light, however, always bringing the sun to him in the darkest of storms. With her ability, she was able to control the storm he had unintentionally conjured, whisking them away when he felt his lowest. Sometimes, he left the door ajar, allowing her to peek in only to have her heart broken by seeing her own son crying silent tears, hugging his own knees with his face buried in between them. “The darkest of storms illuminated by the brightest of lightning..” She saw and felt his pain as she saw him in pain and could not tolerate it any longer. She made it evident from then on how she loved her children equally, showing twice the love towards Changkyun if their father wasn’t able to give it, but he did. Their father was and still is one of those men who does have emotions, just with a stone cold face on, even when he says he’s happy.
Changkyun’s hands landed on his brother’s broad, thick with muscle shoulders, launching bolts of energy which expanded on contact with him. To someone on the outside watching, it would seem as if this was ordinary lighting from the sky, but in this case, it was entirely different; these bolts were far more deadly in terms of voltage and speed, granting tremendous temperatures and kinetic force. The bolts rushed out of Changkyun through his skin as if he was sweating, feeling a bit of his energy being drained as he looked his brother dead in the eyes, as he sent millions to hundreds of millions of volts through him, enough to kill anyone in a second.
The headmaster stood up as he watched the bright light, almost squinting as he watched in wonderment. “Incredible,” his voice was a whisper as he watched. He could feel the tremendous energy in the air around him from the brothers.
Wonho’s jaw was clenched, feeling every nerve on fire within him, feeling as if he was a popcorn kernel about to pop. It was only a matter of time before Wonho channeled his nullification power as he grasped Changkyun’s wrists on his shoulder, negating the powerful elemental attack.
Changkyun felt it immediately, noticing his brother’s eyes glowing whiter. It was as if his senses were going numb instantaneously, his legs no longer able to support him and his arms no longer able to grasp onto Wonho. His hair was returning back to his dark brown hair, the electric vibrations in the air from his lethal volts were gone.
“You fought hard, Kyun.. But you still have a ways to go,” Wonho’s voice was lighter once again as he knelt down on one knee as his brother sat on the ground. His eyes returned to normal as his body temperature lowered once again. “Good job, bro. I’m proud.” He placed his hand on Changkyun’s shoulder, no longer to feel any high levels of energy between the two of them.
“I’m not done yet,” Changkyun growled, His hair flashed back to its whiteness as Changkyun raised his hands into fists before slamming them on the ground, emitting a wave of electricity all through the floor, damaging Wonho, sending him flying to the opposite side of the room. His body slammed against the wall before he collapsed from the hard hit. “Never let your guard down, the words you always told me when we were young. And now look at where we are now,” Changkyun’s voice was guttural as he slowly stood up, mini lightning bolts flickered through his fingertips.
Wonho lay face down on the ground before he slowly propped himself up with his arms, struggling to breathe since the wind was knocked out of his entire body from the hard contact with the wall. He heard every word from Changkyun understanding that the fight behind him wasn’t just for fun but for a type of revenge. He stood up, catching his breath.
“I have sat in your shadow for the longest. Do you realize how that feels? I felt honestly like an outcast in our family cause you always did so many things from extracurriculars in school and being top in your class to your own power. By the time I got to your age, I felt like nothing since mom and dad always excepted the same from me, only to be disappointed when I did something nowhere as close to your achievements,” his voice dripped in pain as he spoke the words from his heart. “But now.” He held his hand out in a gun shape, forming a small ball of electricity at his fingertip, aiming at Wonho. “I’ve grown stronger. I’ll cast my own light out of your shadow.” He shot the ball at him. It moved fast, splitting into several smaller balls.
The bullets moved fast, but Wonho moved faster from his years of training in defense. He spread his arms out, closing them together in front of him as the pelts of electricity shot into the water bubble around him, unable to penetrate it. He kept one hand up, able to make the bubble secure as he used his other hand in a lifting gesture to raise a wall of the ground as a wall. He released the water shield as the bullets stopped, creating a metal spear in his hand which released the water. Fortunately for him and his ability of elemental control, it didn’t just limit himself to the four principal elements, but they extended to others such as plasma, metal, matter, nether. Some elements he hadn’t thought about using them for they would be far too lethal, potentially killing the opponent, in this case, Changkyun. Room or not, he refused to ever use those elements. His eyes began to glow white, as he focused on his energy. He placed his free hand onto the ground, closing his eye and taking a deep breath, focusing everything the best he could into this one capability since he had only done it a few times in the past.
“Hiding now, are we?” Changkyun walked towards the stone barrier which barricaded his brother, fixating his power into his hands. He raised his hands, discharging streams of electricity in the form of arc strands, attacking the barricade. He stood a few feet away watching the deadly current he was emitting to the now crumbling structure. “Tsk tsk, father never taught us to hide,” Changkyun’s voice derisive, hearing nothing but the cracking and crumbling of the rock. A large crack had formed in the center before he was pushed backward by a large force.
“I would never hide from you,” Wonho’s voice dropped an octave, his eyes glowing white once again, brighter than ever. He was miniaturized as he stood beside a creature of his own making; custos lapis, a stone golem created, forged together with a mix of all the elements, given life but only for long enough to “defeat” Changkyun.
“I-Impossible.. How is it alive?” Changkyun began pushing himself backward with his limbs as it slowly began to walk towards him, shaking the arena with each step.
“I’m an elemental brother, which also includes nether manipulation, er, necromancy to understand better.” Wonho leaned back, beginning to watch his golem do the work. “Its short life was created only from a sliver of my energy which really is nothing considering the moon is so close now. My energy is immeasurable.”
Changkyun’s fire within grew, even more, about to explode. He stood up, using a large sum of energy for this capability. He had only used it once, but it was unintentional at the time. He had created a large enough storm which raised his energy capacity, overcharging him resulting him in releasing an electrostatic aura. He had released an aura of electricity making him untouchable to nonelectrokinetic mages. Since the energy was too much for such his young and small body, he had blacked out, but still serving as a lightning rod in his unconscious state.
The two brothers were on summer break, about two weeks in. They pledged to have as much as they could before Wonho would begin his official training with their parents. They ran around their spacious backyard, from chasing each other with super soakers and water balloons to changing the direction of the slip ‘n slide so they could slide down the slope their father had created with his ability, allowing them to slide directly into the pool. Their lives were carefree, not having to worry about school or the pressures of the future, living their best lives, but soon went away as Wonho threw a water balloon at Changkyun, too heavy for his light weight. Changkyun tried to run away from his brother but the next thing he knew, his body had fallen on the concrete, next to the pool.
“Changkyun! Are you alright?” Wonho ran over to his younger brother, hearing him beginning to cry as he gently turned him over. Changkyun began to cry out of the pain, seeing the ripped skin noticing he had hit his knee on a small grouping of rocks. Tiny pebbles were lodged into his wound, making it bleed and sting as the chemicals from the pool to keep the pool clean stung. “I’m so sorry, hang on, I’ll get mom.” Wonho ran inside, searching around the house for his mother.
Changkyun sat beside the pool, beginning to cry even louder at the pain. He tried to stand which only pushed the pebble in deeper, making it painful. He remained seated there as his blood dripped down his leg, some dripping into the pool. The skies had begun to go dark in a matter of seconds, wind blowing through as thunder began to sound from the skies.
Wonho ran all throughout the house, yelling for his mom, but finding no one. Their father had been out on a quest, arriving home in a few days. He noticed the sudden darkness envelop the house from outside. He looked out to see the storm begin to form above his brother. A lightning bolt had struck his brother, continuing to strike, beginning to charge him. Their mother was driving down their neighborhood before seeing the havoc before her.
“Changkyun..” She drove a bit faster, pulling into the driveway, leaving the groceries in the car and meeting Wonho as he ran out the front door of the house. “Sweetie, what happened? Are you hurt?” She bent herself lower, holding, Wonho’s head, scanning his body for any injuries.
“I’m fine, mom. It’s Kyun.” He brushed her searching hands off of her before taking her wrist and leading her quickly towards the backyard. They could see it as they passed the kitchen which, from the sink looked out into the backyard. Bolts of lightning flashed the dimly lit house bright as thunder shook the house while it echoed. They stood at the glass door, seeing him lying there unconsciously in his swim trunks, seeing his wound still there.
“Wonho, honey,” her voice were soft but urgent. She knelt down before him, holding his shoulders as she glanced both at Changkyun and him. “I need you to call dad, okay? He’ll pick up. Just tell him these simple words: Changkyun aura. He’ll understand.” He nodded and ran off towards the landline in the living room. She stood up, pulling open the glass sliding door, though it was challenging with the storm brewing outside, the wind had picked up. She finally managed to open it after a few hard pulls, closing the door, but not all the way behind her. She focused her energy, concentrating her ability in an attempt to control the storm above, raising one hand above her head. Usually, a storm like this was a breeze to do as it would go away in a matter of seconds. But this storm was unlike any other. It was as if Changkyun controlled it; his abilities were summoning the lightning, charging him like a battery that could never be charged fully. “His.. abilities are stronger than mine?” Their mother continued to try her best to control the storm, though it would slip out of her grasp. She used both hands, her hair becoming white as her eyes glowed a light blue. Just then, the storm had paused for a brief moment when she finally got a grasp on the storm above. She held it with one hand as she slowly made her way towards him. It was silent. She got closer and closer to him until she could hear the electricity coming off of him. It wasn’t long again before lightning bolts struck him once again, making her see the visible aura of deadly electricity around him. “Shoot,” she cursed before activating her abilities fully.
Their father, a couple hours away began rushing home after handing up with Wonho, putting his quest on hold, but luckily it wasn’t too urgent. He drove home, making a phone call. “Hello?” The familiar voice of his older sister, Wonho and Changkyun’s aunt, filled his ear. “I need your help, it’s Changkyun. Great, I’ll come to pick you up in about ten minutes.” He hung up. Fortunately, the location of his quest was only about half an hour drive away from home. He began to make a call home, all calls straight to voicemail.
Their mother stood in the backyard, having a somewhat grasp on the storm, only for it to slip out of her hands, allowing bolts of lightning to strike not only Changkyun but all over the yard, even lighting the tree on fire. “Wonho!” She called, seeing the young boy appeared at the glass door. “I need you to put out the fire!” She hoped he could hear her or at least read her lips through the thunder. After giving her a confused look, he slowly saw where her eyes were glancing, towards the tree on fire. He slid the glass door open, carefully walking so he wouldn’t be struck.
He focused his ability, pulling water from the pool and extinguishing the fire. Making sure every bit of it was out. He walked over to his mother. “Should I try to nullify Kyun’s powers?” He could tell their mother was contemplating considering she knew how strong his ability was, able to make someone unconscious if he nullified them long enough.
She silently nodded, watching him take action immediately. He carefully walked over to Changkyun, kneeling about a foot away. He concentrated on his ability, his eyes beginning to glow white before he reached his hands out.
“Stop!” Wonho quickly turned to the strong low voice of their father. A familiar woman stood beside him, their aunt. “Wonho, get over here, now!” His eyes had returned to their natural colors. He immediately obeyed, switching places with their aunt. She calmly stuck her hand out, placing it on Changkyun’s bare chest. Electricity had surged through her, causing her hair to change into a white shade immediately. Slowly, the storm above had begun to fade away. Their mother now able to whisk away the storm, making her hair and eyes return to normal.
The aura around Changkyun had faded, making it so that he could be touched without others fearing of being shocked to death. But just to be sure, their aunt had lifted the small boy in her arms, carrying him in. Their mother had cleaned his wound and him, tucking into bed. “He’s quite vigorous for someone his age.. Train him well.” The last words their aunt had told her younger brother before she left back home.
You walked through the woods, knowing you were at least three-fourths of the way there until you paused in your tracks, meeting a little chipmunk scurry around your feet. “Aw, hello,” your voice was light seeing such a small creature, the corners of your lips curled up after a very long time. You laid your hand down on the ground and it slowly approached you, sniffing your fingertips before climbing onto your hand, continuing to smell you, smelling your scent on your clothes. You giggled at how it tickled you with its little feet as it scurried up your arm, towards your shoulder.
“Are you lost?” You looked around, seeing no other chipmunks or hearing any scurrying like it had towards you other than the sound of the water flowing down the river to your side, making this entire journey very peaceful. You glanced back at it, seeing its cheek full with you assumed a nut or two, making you soft on the inside at how adorable the chipmunk was. You began to walk forward after it made peace on your left shoulder, beginning to eat its nut, seemingly unbothered that it was on you. You walked a few yards once again, only to be stopped, hearing a very loud snapping noise of a branch, making you look around your surroundings, but seeing nothing except trees around you, their branches swaying gently in the wind. “Hello?” you said aloud with your voice clear. You didn't know what to expect, but you knew not another person since you were pretty far in and there technically were no trails. You began to walk again, continuing forward but slower to watch your everything around you just in case it was another soul reaper, even though according to myths developed over time, they were rumored to only come out at night. If they came out during the day, all the souls they reaped would return to their bodies, continuing their lives and forgetting about how they died the excruciating death they faced before. You heard another loud snap, this time sounding like it was more to your side as you walked. You looked over to your left, feeling a cold shock run down your spine seeing what was creating the large noises. An animal, similar to the deer, though this creature was no ordinary deer with it being an omnivore. Its body was almost two times the size of one with white crystals running down its back. Its antlers were not made out of the typical bone from deer, instead, it was made out of something much more lethal; blazeblight, a substance rare and only grown on these mythical beasts.
“A guardian,” your voice was a whisper as you recalled the stories of these mythical creatures, along with others from a book your mother had bought you to keep you occupied and since you loved nature and everything in it. There had been no actual sightings so there were no actual pictures of them until this moment as you were face to face with one, it’s glowing orange amber eyes staring into yours. Your breath was taken away as you were enraptured by its natural allurement until you remembered why you were standing there. “Is it following me?” You tested your thought by walking, keeping your eyes on the creature before it confirmed your thought as it trotted on the other side of the river bank to your right. It followed you, never losing you from its sight and stopping when you stopped, continuing when you continued. The chipmunk on your shoulder crawled to your other shoulder, climbing off your body and jumped off your knee, running towards the nearest tree and climbing upwards without even stopping. “Aw, bye then.” You pouted your lower lip out, watching your little friend disappear, now leaving you alone with the guardian. “Welp, it’s just us now,” you sighed, beginning to walk forward. You looked over to it as it walked beside you, astonished at how majestic it was as it walked, sad to know that no one will ever see its true beauty like this, but content to know that you now had a little secret in your forest.
You were walking along until you looked at it once more, this time, its eyes appeared to be shining a darker red shade. You rubbed your eyes, thinking they were deceiving you or it was just the angle it was turned at. But the longer you looked at it as you stood still, you could see its fur from its head beginning to darken to a black color; the crystals on its body began to change color to a dark blood red color. It’s antlers changing, shifting larger as its ends suddenly became pointed, releasing a gas at which you could smell it, but it was near impossible for you to smell it since the river bank was a few meters wide.
“It was hours before they finally called me in to see her, Y/N. I bet you can’t even imagine what it feels like to go what I went through.” He spoke as he admired his art, glancing back and forth at you to see the resemblance.
“Sir, are you here for miss L/N?” A nurse approached him wearing purple scrubs and sneakers. She held a clipboard as she waited for his response.
“Yes!” He stood up immediately, following right behind her as she led the way, leading him towards elevators. She pressed the top floor, the private ward, rarely used for patients and only using it for the patients who could afford it and who desperately needed it. It was great since there were soundproof tiles within the walls, making it very silent. “How is she?” He asked, desperately needing to know. They walked down the white empty hallway, passing by a receptionist at her desk, much similar to downstairs, just not busy or as full with people.
“She is.. In a state we have never seen before.” The nurse led him into a room, seeing her lay there unconsciously as there were tubed coming out of her mouth for breathing. Her eyes were closed, looking like she was sleeping. A pulse oximetry was on her finger, tracking and measuring her pulse, showing on the monitor how slow it was as well as an IV tubing on your wrist.
“What happened to her?” He looked at her with broken eyes, his heart breaking on the inside. “It should have been me..” He teared up at the sight of her. He sat in a chair to the left of her, pulling it close and holding her hand gently, rubbing her soft, fair skin.
“The bullet we pulled out was cursed, infused with an unknown fluid to us and only injected when entered the human body. She’s in a coma, luckily since most curses usually kill those inflicted upon. Medically, her body will heal over time, but how long she will remain in the coma is unsure. I’m very sorry, I will give you some alone time. Please press this button.” She pointed to a red button near the door where she stood. “If you have any questions or if you need anything. You may stay as long as you like in the private ward.” She closed the door behind her, leaving the view of the windows that stretched along the length of the room.
He nodded in response, changing his full attention back to her his back facing the windows. The curtains of the windows to her right which looked out, seeing the view of Steepmire in the far distance, the tops of its skyscrapers peeked over the top of the trees. It was a city filled with bustling streets, never resting and full of life, filled with mages of all sorts, mainly those whose abilities were useful for companies.
“I’m sorry,” his voice broke as he crumbled down. “I’m so sorry,” his voice gravelly as he couldn’t help but let the tears fall. He held onto her hand with his one trembling ones while his tears dripped down his face. He wished and prayed to go back in time to that one moment, willing to give up his own soul to the devil himself, yet no such wish or prayer came true. What was done, was done. He had been by her side for most of the entire day, never leaving her side. The sun had set, making the room dark enough as he sat with his head tucked into his arms by her unconscious side.
A tall, dark, broad bodied person had entered the ward, making his way swiftly down the hallway, approaching the room. He entered silently, advancing towards him before placing his hand on his shoulder, waking the sleeping figure. “Kihyun..”
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The walk home was not going to be short. It was usually a 20 minute walk but at the speed you were going, it might take twice as long. Wonho was carefully guiding you along but he said nothing. It wasn’t tense but it was pretty awkward. You were getting comfortable with the silence when Wonho finally spoke up.
“So you and Mark are friends?” he asked very quietly.
“Yeah, we are.” You were trying to keep the conversation short so as not to give away any anxiousness you had. The silence continued for a bit more before he spoke up again.
“And you live together too?” he spoke up a bit more.
“Why would you think that?” You were honestly surprised. There wasn’t really anything you thought that would give that idea until you thought back to the library.
‘And I’ll see you at home.’
“He said he’ll see you at home…” he trailed off as if he wanted to say something else.
“Yeah, we live in the same apartment complex. We always see each other before going in. He lives across from me.”
“Oh. That makes sense then.”
The silence settled in again but it was soon overturned with a new question that you had thought of.
“Are you and Mark friends?” you asked him, genuinely curious. Mark had so many more friends than you but he was smart enough to choose them carefully. He could be considered popular but he knew when to accept friendship and when to reject it from someone’s character. He was great at reading people.
“Yeah. I think he’s the best friend I’ve made here. He protects me a lot.”
“Protects you? How?”
“I’m not that great at talking to people so when people crowd me and I don’t want to talk to them, Mark usually comes around. He’s a really great guy.”
“Yeah, I know.”
“Other than those times though, I can tell people to go away. You seem to do it pretty easily.” he chuckled.
“I didn’t know that you’d been watching me tell people to fuck off rather than ‘go away’.”
“You’d be surprised how many people watch you.”
You were taken aback by his statement. So much that you put pressure back on your foot. To your pleasant surprise, it was all better. You stomped down a bit, making sure that your leg was good enough to walk on. Wonho watched but kept his hand on your back until you nudged him a bit, telling him to let go. He backed off but kept a pretty close proximity.
“Well since your leg is better, I guess you can walk the rest of the way.” he smiled.
“Oh no you don’t. You’re gonna continue taking me home and finish this conversation. I have more questions.” you demanded, giving him a straight face although a smile was threatening to show itself.
Wonho seemed a bit surprised as he cocked up his eyebrows.
“Bossy now aren’t we?”
“You have no idea.” you said as you pushed his back, urging him to keep walking.
He chuckled as you went back to his side, but you were a little bit ahead of him, leading the way home.
“So what did you mean when you said people were watching me?”
He walked along, staying silent as if he was thinking of his answer.
“I’m surprised you don’t see how people look at you.”
“I don’t pay attention to many people.”
“Does that mean I’m special then? You always stare at me in class.” he laughed.
“Shut up!” The embarrassment was starting to seep in once again. You didn’t know that he had caught you staring more than once. Today was the first day you had seen him looking back at you. “I don’t always stare. You’re just…interesting to look at.” you playfully push his shoulder. “Anyway back to the topic. Who’s watching me?”
“Plenty of guys and a good amount of girls, I’d say.”
“And do you know why?” you were interested by this information especially because it came from Wonho. To be able to obtain this information, he had to be watching you and the people around you. Unless you were oblivious and many people saw what he was telling you.
“I guess to them, you play hard to get.” he shrugged. “A lot of guys seem to try to come onto you and you reject them. They think you’re trying to play hard to get, and that makes a bunch of the girls mad.”
“Not a lot of guys come onto me. Unless I’m at a party and they’re drunk.”
You were thinking back to guy you had rejected this past year. A good handful were frat boys and you didn’t want to be their fuckbuddy. Other guys seemed pretty fake when they came up to you. They always tried to appear perfect and that was never what you wanted. You barely even knew these guys anyway. You didn’t feel the need to be in a relationship and based on what you’ve seen, you wouldn’t feel the need for a long time.
“I doubt that.”
“Thanks but don’t try to be polite.”
“No, I’m serious.” he stopped you by the arm and made you face him.
“Okay, I get it. Thanks.” you shied away from his hold, putting a bit more distance between the two of you now.
“Do you always grab people like that?”
“No…” instead of saying anything else, he started laughing.
“What’s so funny?”
“Nothing.”
“Fine. But don’t get it wrong. I don’t play hard to get. I just don’t like any of the guys at our school.”
“Then what about Mark?”
You thought a bit before responding. Mark was someone you could always go to. He was a great friend and you would be lying if you said you hadn’t thought about making a move on him. No matter how many times you thought about it though, you came to the same realization. There were better girls for him. Although that was always the final answer, the thought always came creeping back into your mind.
“Mark’s cool.”
“Just cool?”
“Is there anything else you’d like to hear?” you counter, wondering why he was pressing about Mark.
“I’d like to hear what you think about me.”
“We don’t really talk.”
“No, but you seem to stare at me a lot. I thought that meant that you wanted to start talking.” a small smirk was playing at his lips again but he suppressed it, waiting to see how you would answer.
You were starting to panic. You didn’t even realize that he had caught you on your many attempts at ogling him. He never turned his head except when talking to a classmate near him. It didn’t occur to you that he would be looking back. And why did he only bring you up? There plenty of girls in your class that took time out of the lesson to observe him even if it was blatantly obvious. You thought you were being more discreet.
“I don’t stare, I observe and that’s for everyone in our class no matter how they look.” you retorted, glad that your voice came out calmer than you thought it would be.
“How they look? Does that mean you classify them? What does that make me?” he leaned closer, asking curiously.
“I don’t classify them…I make note of them.”
“That still doesn’t answer the original question.”
“There was no question. Just statements.” you said with a firm nod of your head.
“Fine, let me turn it into a question Ms. Grammar. What do you think about me?”
Luckily, you had finally arrived at the complex. You were grateful that the walk wasn’t as long as it seemed it was going to be. You rushed to the door and pulled it open, leaving him with “Thanks for walking me home. See you in class. Be safe! I heard pretty boys aren’t safe at night either.” and a wink.
Before he could respond, you made your way inside, rushing to the elevator and closing it before anyone could have the chance to rush to it. When you got to your apartment, you opened it and dropped everything instead of putting them in their designated spots. You plopped down on your couch and sat there for a few minutes just contemplating what had happened. You never really spazzed out like that. You had learned how to control that in front of Mark but it still showed sometimes. You weren’t sure about what you thought about Wonho but you had strange feeling about him that surfaced in the pit of your stomach.
After some thinking about Wonho, your mind had drifted towards Mark. You pulled out your phone and started texting him.
You 9:57:Are you out yet?
Mark 10:00:Yeah
Mark 10:00:I’m like 10 minutes away
You 10:02:Okay I’m going to bed early so good night
Mark 10:04:Something wrong?
You stared at the screen wondering if there really was anything wrong. Something felt off but not necessarily wrong. You brushed off the feeling and just continued texting Mark, typing the first thing that popped into your mind.
You 10:09:No Im good
Mark 10:Well I’m here so good night then
You were about to get up and go take a shower when you heard a knock at the door. You approached it wondering who was there. Mark had already said good night so you thought that he was in his apartment. You were pleasantly surprised to open the door to Mark holding a grocery bag.
“You didn’t think I believed you, right?” he said while walking past you into the apartment.
“What do you mean?” you stumble over your words while closing the door.
“You weren’t texting like normal. Little Ms.Grammar? But there were no commas or apostrophes.”
“I didn’t really notice.”
You walked over to where he was in the kitchen, taking things out of the bag.
“I brought band aids for the…whatever you hurt. And candy.”
He shoved both boxes at you with a self-satisfied smile.
“Thanks, Mark.” you said smiling.
You put the band aids back on the counter and started opening the candy, not caring about the wound. It didn’t hurt anymore after all. You made your way to the couch assuming Mark would follow but before he did, he asked “What about the band aids?”
“Leave them. It doesn’t hurt anymore so I’ll use them the next time I get hurt.”
You plopped down on the couch and waited for him to sit down. Instead, he kneeled down in front of you with a band aid in his hand.
“What’re you doing now?” you asked stuffing some candy in your mouth.
“If you’re not gonna take care of it, I will.”
His hands roamed around your lower leg until they reached your knee. There was a rip in your jeans there because of when you fell down. The wound wasn’t big and it had barely bled but he still felt worried.
“Really, you don’t have to.”
“You’re gonna get an infection.”
“No I won’t, nurse.”
He rolled his eyes playfully at your comment as you laughed a bit. He put on the band aid and sat next to you, grabbing some of the candy so that he could snack as well.
“So what’s wrong?”
He broke the silence, asking a question you hoped you wouldn’t have to confront. You knew he didn’t mean what was wrong in general. Mark was more insightful than that. You didn’t know how to answer. You weren’t sure what was wrong. Something just felt…off.
“There’s nothing wrong, really.”
“Come on, you can tell me.” he tried coaxing you.
“Honestly, there’s nothing I could think of that’s wrong.” you said with a playful tone.
Mark sighed, slinging his arm over the back of the couch. He really thought something was wrong but he wasn’t as sure any more.
“Okay, then what happened to Wonho?”
The question almost made you choke on the piece of candy you were chewing on. You quickly composed yourself and responded in quick and quiet voice.
“He went home, I guess.”
“You guess?You didn’t say bye or thanks? Or ask if he’d be okay on his way home?”
“I did!” you shrieked. You weren’t trying make it come out that way but it did. It wasn’t even anything to get worked up about but talking about Wonho made you uncomfortable. The same went for Mark. You hadn’t often thought of Wonho but after tonight, there was a slight change and now you were secretly fussing about seeing him again.
“Anyway, what about you?” you quickly switched the subject, taking you out of the hot seat.
Marks eyes got a bit wide with amusement. He caught onto your game but still played along.
“What about me?”
“Since when were you and Wonho such great friends?”
“Since a while ago. He’s a good guy and he helps me out sometimes.”
“Helps you out?”
“With studying. Tests and stuff like that.”
Wonho helps Mark out with school? Mark of all people? Mark was one of the smartest people you knew at your uni. He was what you’d considered your private tutor. The fact that he also got help from someone else was almost unheard of. You sat in disbelief for a second, wondering how smart Wonho really was.
“Wow.”
“Yeah, he’s really smart. But I haven’t seen him study too much. I’m a little jealous I have to admit.”
“Jealous my ass. You’re still really smart.”
“I know. Thanks.” he replied with a wink.
You scoffed out of playfulness and lightly hit his shoulder. You both laughed for a bit and soon let the laughter die off into silence. The silence was comfortable and you were calm. You enjoyed moments like these where you could just enjoy each others company. They occurred pretty often but you just couldn’t get enough. When Mark finished his share of his candy though, he got up and made his way towards the door, putting on his shoes and picking up his belongings.
“I’ll see you tomorrow?” he asked, opening the door.
“For sure.” you crooned, hanging your arms off the back of the couch and resting your head on the top of it.
He gave you a bright smile which caused tiny crinkles at the corners of his eyes and left. He left you with your thoughts. Those thoughts consisted of Wonho and Mark. Wonho taking up the majority. He was new to you and someone you never thought to talk to. Like ever. You shared more than you would to a classmate you knew for years. He had an interesting effect on you, different from Mark’s.
Mark made you happy. You were happy just being around him. It took a while but you pushed the thoughts of you two together into the back of your mind. His presence made you happy and you guessed that he felt the same way in that aspect. And Wonho…you barely knew him. He caught you staring a few times and acted pretty cocky but still shy. It was funny how reserved he seemed before. You weren’t phased by his cocky attitude though. In fact, it riled you up, making you want to bring him down a size.
You weren’t even sure why you were thinking about them. You shook your head at yourself and lightly slapped your cheeks. You got up and went to the bathroom, getting ready for bed. Once in bed, you were left to your thoughts once again. Of course, both men popped up again but you pushed thoughts of them into the recesses of your mind. At least that would be two less things you would have to stress over.
The next day was going pretty well. Until you had class with Wonho once again. He sat next to you today, not minding your classmates who were suddenly interested in where you sat.
“Hey, Y/N.” he said while setting down his books.
“Hey…you.”
He looked over at you with a quick smile before turning his attention to the front, paying attention while the lecture started.
Now that he was sitting right next to you, there was no way you could even peek over at him without getting caught. After a while, you finally peered over at him, not turning your head. You adjusted your eyes and ended up catching a glimpse of his jaw. It was clenched tight and his eyes were focused in the front while his hands were folded in front of his lap. His figure was leaning over the desk and his elbows were resting on his thighs and he would seem angry if you didn’t know he was concentrating.
His concentration soon broke however, when he caught you glancing at him every few minutes when you thought he wasn’t looking. He turned his head to look at you, waiting for the next peek you planned to steal. When he caught your gaze, you tried to play if off but ended up giving yourself away when you fanned yourself, fanning away the heat from your embarrassment.
For the last few minutes, Wonho seemed to gawk at you with a smirk on his lips. You gave him no room to however. You covered the right side of you face, feigning the act of resting your head on your hand. You could feel his gaze along with the gazes of many others in the classroom but you gave no leave for words. When class finished, you got up as quick as you could, rushing towards your usual destination. You wanted nothing to do with anyone in that classroom nor the embarrassment that was creeping up on you once again.
you all have asked, i hope to have delivered. Final part of Senses below! Hope everyone enjoys.
Senses Pt. 1 - Senses Pt. 2
Member: Monsta X’s Wonho x Y/N
Type: fluff/slight smutty situations
Wonho’s lips hovered over mine as his eyes continued to search my face, unsure and hesitant.
“Hoseok,” I croaked. “You don’t have to kiss me.”
“But I’m a purveyor of science,” he chuckled, his hold still locked onto my neck. “It’s a hidden hobby of mine.”
“Mmm, why do I feel like you’re stretching the truth?” I smiled, biting on my lip. He watched the movement carefully.
“I’m such a hoe for science. All the science,” he breathed, his eyes glued on my lips.
I smiled, silently urging him to bridge the gap between us.
“Here we go,” he growled. “Approaching your face.”
It was incredibly amusing that someone who gave off a feeling as sexy and confident as Wonho did, reverted back to a shy nerd whenever he was becoming intimate with someone. He took a deep breath, his cheeks a bright red as his face moved toward mine.
His lips were gentle, the initial pressure of the kiss barely a ghost on my lips. His large hands cupped both sides of my face as he pressed down with a bit more effort, slowly coming to the realization that I wasn’t so fragile. He opened his mouth slightly, adjusting his movements so our mouths fit more comfortably against each other’s. My heart skipped a beat from the contact and how soft his lips were. Not every first kiss could be electrifying from the start, but as Hoseok continued, so did the growing knot of tension forming in my stomach. I could feel myself melting, becoming putty literally in his hands. The kiss didn’t last as long as I had originally hoped for, Hoseok pulling away only moments after it began.
“So what’d you taste?” he smiled, bringing his hands back down to his lap. He was shaking, obviously nervous with the act he had just initiated. He was a fair mixture of confidence and complete disarray.
“Aigoo, this Hoseok?! Right now?!” I gasped, launching myself toward him this time. I landed onto his lap, straddling his thick thighs as I grabbed his face. His smile was bigger than any that I had ever seen grace his beautiful features as I leaned toward him. “I can’t believe-”
Hoseok took the opportunity of my mouth being ajar to pull my bottom lip between his teeth, giving it a gentle tug before he caught me in yet another kiss. Without thinking, I kissed back, becoming lost in the feeling that was him. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders, my hands finding his scalp as they had earlier. I was slowly learning his weaknesses and planning on utilizing all of them to make him unravel. Hoseok’s arms wrapped around my waist, tugging me in close against his chest. He held me in this position as he rubbed small circles into my lower back with his fingers.
Hoseok growled as I raked my hands through his hair, attempting to pull me in even closer than he had done already. He held on to me as if his goal was to combine us into one person. If he kept adding pressure into my back, I was certain that I would just melt into him and his wish would be granted.
My mind was growing more and more foggy as our bodies began to take over. Hoseok tilted his head slightly, parting my lips with his tongue as he opened up my mouth to his. I had never been much for french kisses, but at the rate he was going, I could hardly recall my own name. Our surroundings seemed to blur along the edges, my senses becoming more compromised than honed.
I couldn’t lie, I was terrified as his strong arms gripped me, lifting as he stood and placing me on the table before us, still covered in denim. I had never reached this level of intimacy before, especially not with anyone like Wonho.
I moaned as his lips detached from mine for a second time, but not to start a conversation as he had before. His nose trailed across my cheek and down my jaw, breathing heavily as his teeth nibbled down my skin, resting at the hallow of space where my shoulder and neck met. He kissed deeply, sucking the flesh and causing a completely different type of moan to erupt from me. He left small bruises of purple and red in his wake, designing my skin with intimate details only we could appreciate.
He reached up, his fingers meticulous as they moved across the fabric of my shirt and back around to cup my breast. “Is this okay?” he whispered shyly. I nodded, unable to speak. My own hands were full of tremors as I reached up, grabbing at his shoulders, and digging my nails deeply into the fabric of his coat. My senses were overloaded, not able to address a single rational thought trying to wiggle it’s way to the forefront of my mind.
We were AT Starship. We were on the company’s time. But he just felt so good and I couldn’t will myself to stop.
My hands fumbled at his coat, yanking it off his shoulders and onto the floor. The leather made a satisfying plop as it hit the cold tile. That coat cost more than a week of my salary, but I didn’t care. I had become a blur of emotion and intensity. Judging by the fervor in which Hoseok tugged at my own coat, he was in the same position, both of our hearts racing and lost in each other.
‘Can I?” I said quietly, running my hands along the hem of his top. I watched him hopefully, curious if he would understand what I was asking for.
“I got it,” he nodded, leaning back a half step and beginning to tug his shirt up and over his shoulders. Inch by inch his tan and toned stomach became exposed. My breath came out in jagged exhales, completely enticed by the sight before me. I had to admit, his body was like a work of art, but I was convinced it would be just as beautiful if layers of fat covered his ab muscles. All I wanted was my skin against his, it didn’t matter if there were muscles visible or not. He was beautiful no matter what small details were portrayed on his body.
“Yah,” he hissed, his arms still in midair as he tugged helplessly at the shirt he had become stuck in. My eyes gazed up from his underwear line to his struggle, his handsome face covered by thin cotton. He let out another exasperated sigh as he continued to tug.
I tried to stifle a giggle as I hopped down from the table, completely enamored by how adorable he was. I reached up, grabbing at the hem of the shirt and pulling it back down to cover up his body. Hoseok’s face was a dark red as he looked at me and winced. “Did I kill the mood?”
“You tasted like coffee,” I hummed, moving in closer and grabbing at the shirt covering his stomach. The fabric gathered in between my fingers as I tugged him closer. “And vanilla.”
Hoseok’s frown immediately morphed back into a grin. “Oh?”
“Mhm, and one other thing...I couldn’t quite put my finger on,” I smiled, finally answering the question he had interrupted with moments before.
“I guess we’ll just have to continue until you can figure it out,” he chuckled. “You know I’m an advocate for honing your senses.”
“Really you’ve been a martyr during this all,” I chuckled. “Taking one for the team by helping me.”
“Oh, I know,” Hoseok sighed, feigning annoyance. “It’s been torture.”
“You know what’s been torture?” I asked. He lifted a brow, waiting for me to continue. “This shirt.”
Wonho let out a loud laugh. “Can we pretend what happened...didn’t actually happen?”
“Pretend what didn’t happen?” a loud voice asked, appearing behind Hoseok and I.
“We can’t get this shirt off him,” I snapped, spinning to face the head fashion coordinator. “And he has a photo shoot in an hour.”
“An hour?” he gasped, bringing his hands to his mouth. “You better cut that shit off him. Lord knows Starship will probably reuse it. If I had a dollar for every piece of clothing they made me take scissors to...”
“So you’re who I should send complaints to about the crop tops?” Hoseok chuckled nervously, trying to follow my lead.
“Nope, that would be homegirl right in front of you,” he laughed, waving a hand at us both. “Okay, finish up. I’ll send Shownu this way.”
“Thanks!” I smiled, holding the expression until he disappeared from the room. As soon as the door shut behind him, I slumped my shoulders, leaning my forehead against Hoseok’s chest attempting to relax again.
“You deserve an award,” he chuckled, wrapping his arms around me again. His fingers soothingly rubbed circles into the fabric of my top. “But what are you going to do when they realize I don’t have a photo shoot?”
“I’ll figure that out when I have to,” I sighed, leaning back shooting him a cheeky smile. “But you heard the man, we have to get you out of that shirt asap.”
