#yanan x reader

[kcake555]

Yanan cake 🍰

pentagon

[adachicuto]

last date before wedding with ptg

warning(s): food and wine mentions

↳ jinho: helping him with a cover of a song for youtube and it’d be a pretty romantic song maybe ed sheeran thinking out loud or john legend or maybe something else like eyes, nose, lips and you wouldn’t realize that he got you singing. i don't think he'd post it and just want to save it for the two of you to rewatch. it wouldn’t matter to him if you were an amazing singer or not, just being able to share that moment with you would be enough for him. so, it would probably become a tradition where you'd rewatch the cover for every wedding anniversary, and maybe you would cover more songs together each time as a little segment on his youtube channel and the members would text him and tease him about it every time lol

↳ hui: i get the feeling that he would bring you to a really nice yet underrated restaurant where smooth jazz is played and people are allowed to go onstage and perform a song. both of you would have the biggest smiles on your faces because the date would be reminiscent of your first one. you'd end the date off with really good wine and of course, hui would go onstage and sing (he'd claim it as practice for your big day) and would leave the audience stunned by his amazing vocals. on the drive home, his hand would never leave yours and he'd probably fidget with your engagement ring with a huge smile on his face.

↳ hongseok: your "date" would be so sweet and domestic because hongseok just gives me homey vibes. like, you'd both go to the grocery store to get ingredients for dinner and a dessert you both like. idk it would be the cutest thing and then you'd head back home and he'd start cooking while you worked on the dessert and you'd definitely catch him staring at you every few minutes with a goofy smile on his face and he'd wiggle his eyebrows playfully. you'd step away for a second to back-hug him and hongseok would smile to himself before he'd turn around to kiss you and he'd pull away to say something really cheesy but it would still put a smile on your face.

↳ yeo one: i think changgu would plan the cutest little picnic in the park for both of you. he'd pack some of your favorite foods and snacks and would even get you flowers or something. it would be the cutest thing and he'd take a flower and put it behind your ear and you'd do the same to him and then you'd go back and forth about who's the prettiest lol then the two of you would lie down and cloud gaze. idk i can see a really adorable dog running over to the two of you and it would really like changgu and it would be such a cute moment that would lead you to discuss the possibility of adopting a dog after the wedding. once the sun would start to settle below the horizon, you'd head home and would probably spend the rest of the day watching a show or movie.

↳ shinwon: both of you would agree on going to a spa and maybe a little shopping. i could definitely see him goofing around with you while in the sauna by making weird faces and telling you funny stories. then, he'd have you rest your head on his shoulder and he'd smile to himself. then, he'd tell you about how he was so nervous to propose to you. after a few minutes he'd realize that you weren't talking only to find you asleep. so, he'd make sure that you would be comfortable and would relax too. i think he'd love to spoil his s/o so he'd really enjoy going to the spa with you and it'd be a nice break from all of the wedding prep. on the way home, you'd both decide on ordering in bc neither of you would want to cook after being at the spa.

↳ yanan: he'd wake up extra early to get your favorite breakfast foods and coffee. when he'd make it back to your apartment he'd be met with you half asleep on the couch and would quickly put everything down to cuddle with you for a few minutes and then you'd eat breakfast together. afterward, the two of you would get ready to go and yanan wouldn't tell you but it would all make sense later. so, the two of you would go to multiple places throughout the city and you were thankful that they wouldn't be too far and at each stop, you and yanan would talk about what happened at each, like, one place was where he took you for your first date and another would be where you both said you loved each other for the first time. looking back on all of the memories would make both of your hearts feel so full.

↳ yuto: i think you'd go to an aquarium or botanical garden and it would be on a day when it wouldn't be so busy and the two of you could goof around and take funny pictures of each other imitating the animals. throughout the date, you'd both feel like little kids on a field trip again. both of you would stop every few minutes to stare at something you'd find interesting and the look on your faces at that moment would be so adorable and you'd have to capture the moments. after that, you would go get something to eat and then walk back to your apartment. on the walk, you'd both reminisce about how you met, your first date, and how he proposed to you.

↳ kino: i feel like hyunggu would go all out but it would still be a pretty laid-back date idk if that makes sense but he'd sign you up for a couples' dancing class where you'd learn how to tango and it would be so romantic and fun, even if you're not much of a dancer. after that, you'd go back home to shower and then he'd take you out to a really nice restaurant for dinner. the two of you would be so impressed with your meals but the highlight of your would be getting ice cream or your favorite dessert from your favorite place but then on your way back home it'd start raining and you'd have to wait it out inside a nearby cafe with steaming cups of tea. the whole situation would be pretty funny to both of you and it'd make for a nice moment to look back on.

↳ wooseok: being the youngest, i don't think he'd plan everything out and would just go with the flow. so, i think wooseok would also enjoy a night in with you as your date, especially if it would be a rainy day. he'd go and get your favorite snacks and drinks the day before and would surprise you with everything. the two of you would spend the day watching movies, playing video games, and just enjoying the calm before your wedding day. somehow, you'd end up talking about some of your embarrassing moments early on in your relationship and neither of you would be able to stop laughing and maybe you'd each go through your camera roll and it'd be a really cute moment for both of you.

[oceanlix]

Day 15: Yanan + Mirror

Pairing: demon!Yanan x female reader

Genre: Smut

Word count: 1283

Warnings: demon!Yanan, breast play, nipple play, fingering, dirty talk, praise, unprotected sex, masturbation (male)

Kinktober 2022 Masterlist

You weren’t sure how you ended up here, naked in your new neighbor’s bed. Ah, that’s not entirely true; you had some idea. You can’t remember though, not with the way he’s got your breasts in his hands, pinching and pulling your nipples.

“Look at yourself,” Yanan urges, and your eyes snap forward to the mirror at the end of his bed. You look so small sitting in his lap, his large hands running all over your body. The horns poking out of his messy hair just turn you on even more.

You never thought you’d end up hooking up with a demon, yet here you are. You knew they existed in your world, but you’d never actually met one before Yanan had moved into your building. He was nothing like what the stories you’d heard had said. Perhaps that was why he’d been able to work his way into your life. Still, you hadn’t planned to end up in his bed this easily.

You whimper when his fingers brush against your clit, making him smirk as he watches you through the mirror. He must know you’re drifting from the present, and he doesn’t want that. He’s made it very clear to you that he wants you to watch everything.

You don’t protest when he dips his head down and sucks on your neck hard enough to leave a mark, instead moaning out loud. Yanan crooks his fingers inside of you just right and you grab his thighs in your hands, squeezing hard.

It’s so hot to see him manhandle you through the mirror, his arms flexing as he lifts you up and positions you above his cock. “Go on,” Yanan says, kissing your neck. His eyes slowly turn red in the mirror and you whimper as he massages your hips and then grabs your breasts again. “Sit on my cock, baby.”

You grab his shaft and start lowering yourself down, moaning the whole time. “You’re doing so good,” he tells you, his hands rubbing your breasts. You can barely focus on taking his massive cock, your hips twitching as you try to seat yourself fully.

Finally, you collapse against his chest, feeling so full you don’t know what to do next. Yanan strokes your sides, your legs, your breasts as you adjust to him, soothing you with neck kisses and whispered praises.

“You’re so perfect,” he tells you, grabbing your chin and forcing you to look at the scene in the mirror. Your eyes roam over your naked bodies, down to the place where they meet, and you feel yourself starting to drool. “Look at how well you take my cock.”

You don’t know how you’re taking it at all, if you’re being honest. His dick is huge, like the rest of his body, and thicker than any guy you’d previously been with. You weren’t sure if it was a demon thing or not, but it reached every place inside of you with ease.

“I’m so full,” you whimper, laying your head against his shoulder. Yanan chuckles at you, rolling your nipples between his fingers. Your walls are fluttering around him, but right now he’s enjoying the way you struggle.

“You tell me when to move,” he says, kissing your shoulder with a fondness you don’t expect. You look at him in the mirror and his eyes are still red, but you’re not afraid. You reach your hands up until you can touch the horns on his head, your fingers barely brushing them as you watch for his reaction.

Yanan hisses the moment you do, startling you into dropping your hands. He’s quick to grab you and put them back, wrapping your palms around the base of each one. “It feels good,” he growls at you, his eyes flashing. “They’re very sensitive.”

You grin, stroking one horn extremely slowly. You watch him squeeze his eyes shut, his breath stuttering a little. You feel powerful, being able to make such a large man feel like this. You also know it won’t last long, so you turn your head to the side and kiss his neck while you play with his horns.

Sure enough, Yanan only lets you touch for a little while before he suddenly grabs your hands and flips you onto your back. You’re still able to see the mirror, but your bodies are sideways now as he settles between your legs. You feel empty without his cock inside you, but before you can complain, he’s pushing back into you with a groan.

“Look,” he commands, turning your jaw towards the mirror with his hand. Yanan starts thrusting slowly, his cock dragging against your walls each time he pulls out. You can barely keep your eyes open, but you know he’s going to stop if you close them and you don’t think you can handle it.

“Your pussy is so warm,” he continues, sliding one hand up to play with your breasts. You arch into his touch, watching his red eyes through the mirror. You really want to touch his horns again, but you’re not sure if you’re allowed to. Yanan looks right at you and smirks, bringing one of your hands up to his head again.

“You can touch them again,” he says with a chuckle. “You might need something to hold onto anyway.” He grabs your hips and lifts them slightly, fixing the angle with which he enters you. You barely get your hands around his horns before he’s burying his cock in you again, making you scream his name out loud.

Yanan was right; you can only hold onto his horns for dear life as he fucks you powerfully, his hips smacking into yours. You fight to keep your eyes open and watch in the mirror the way his cock disappears into your body, but eventually you have to close them. Luckily he doesn’t stop, only reaches his hand between your bodies to rub your clit.

It doesn’t take long before you’re shouting, making a mess in his lap as your juices squirt all over his cock and the sheets. You let go of his horns and slump into the puddle beneath you, feeling gross but not able to move either.

Yanan keeps thrusting into you until you can’t take it anymore, hissing until he pulls out. You open your mouth and stick your tongue out, waiting as he jerks his cock quickly. He looks down at you with his red eyes, watches as you reach up to touch his balls. His cum shoots out into your waiting mouth, endless white ropes hitting your cheeks and chin as well. You swallow everything you can and let the rest fall on your breasts, your hand making sure to squeeze out everything he’s got.

When he’s finished, he lifts your spent body up and moves you to the other side of the bed, away from the wet spot. Yanan gets up and heads to the bathroom, returning with a warm washcloth to clean you up.

“You did so good for me,” he tells you, wiping the washcloth over your chest and neck to clean up his drying cum. When you look at him, his eyes are back to the pretty brown you know and love. The red is nice, makes you feel so desired, but these are the eyes that made you willing to trust him. You push yourself up onto your elbows and kiss Yanan softly, your fingers curling into the hair at the nape of his neck.

“I knew you’d take care of me,” you say when you part. There’s a softness in his gaze that makes you feel warm, even as he’s cleaning his cum off your body.

[faes-land]

Day 18: Formal Wear - Yanan

Pairings: Yanan X Female Reader

Genre: Smut

Word count: 2,191

Warnings: Clothed sex, quickie, unprotected sex, fingering (female receiving), cum play? 

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“Congratulations again! Everything is just as beautiful as we planned,” You said to your best friend who had just married her fiance, Yuto. You were her maid of honor and it took almost a year to plan the wedding.

She hugged you tightly. “Thank you. I can’t thank you enough for introducing me to him and helping set up my dream wedding.”  

You smiled at your best friend who was now a blushing bride. “I’m glad you two love each other as much as I thought you would.” You joked.

She giggled. “Well, now it’s my turn to return the favor,”

You gave her a confused look. “What? What do you mean?”

A devious-looking smile had spread across her face. “Come with me,” she said as he grabbed your hand and led you back to the reception, where her new husband was talking to one of his groomsmen whom you stood opposite during the wedding. He was very tall, had a sweet smile, and jet black hair that was long enough to frame his face. “I’ve wanted you to meet him for a while now - that’s why I paired you up with him.”

You turned to her with a scowl, but you also wanted to thank her. He was super handsome. “What’s his name?”

“Yanan,” She smirked. “You should go talk to him; I’m gonna make Yuto get more cake with me!” Then she went to her man and you rolled his eyes when you heard her say, “Yuuttooo~” He turned to her and smiled, knowing she wanted something based on how she said his name.

Yanan had turned to you and he also gave you a sweet smile. He’d been wanting to talk to you all day, but you were both so busy that he never got the chance. He can’t mess this up. “It’s beautiful, isn’t it?” He asked you, looking at your dress and how gorgeous the burgundy color looked on you.

You looked into his eyes and nodded, “Yes. It all came together better than we hoped.” You gave him a shy little smile and tried your best not to ogle him, his suit fit him a little too well. Even through the suit, you could tell he had a good body underneath. Your mind had started to wander, so you took a champagne flute from one of the waiters and began to sip it. Yanan grabbed one as well, just as nervous as you were.

“You did this?” He asked, waving his arm around the room and gesturing at all the decorations. The colors, the balloons, the table settings; all of it. He was impressed since Yuto said all he did was ask for a certain song to be played.

“We all did! I picked the cakes and the colors.” You giggled, remembering your best friend had become a slight bridezilla when picking out the cake. You ended up picking two since she couldn’t decide between a berry cake or a chocolate cake. Both were delicious so you couldn’t complain.

“It looks amazing.” Before Yanan could say anything else to you, he took your hand and brought you to the dance floor, where other people had joined in on the festivities. The DJ was playing one of your favorite songs, which you soon found out was also one of his. You couldn’t stop smiling as you danced along to the beat of the song with Yanan, your new handsome dance partner. Dancing with Yanan is probably the most fun you’d had in a while; he was really nice and you felt connected to him in a way you hadn’t with anyone else before.

Yanan was kind and he treated you better than most guys you had dated. Even though you had just met him, it felt like you’d know him forever. Maybe because you knew he and Yuto were so close that he felt familiar. It didn’t hurt that he was insanely handsome as well. He had a charm about him that you couldn’t resist.

Yanan couldn’t resist you either. The moment he saw you, he wanted to talk to you. The timing of the whole day almost made it impossible since you were running around and making sure everything was in place before the actual ceremony. He thought you looked absolutely beautiful in the dress you were wearing. It complimented your skin tone perfectly. “Hey, Y/N?” Yanan said to you as you were sitting together at one of the tables in the reception.

You turned to him, “Hmm?” You hummed as you took a sip of your drink.

“Would you want to get out of here with me soon?”

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Not long after the reception was over, you found yourself pressed up against your hotel room wall. Yanan had his hands all over you; caressing and gripping your body. His hands were on your ass as you had one leg slung over his waist. You never expected that you’d be in this position so fast, but you were and you definitely were not mad about it. You had one of the most gorgeous men you had ever seen pressed up against you; it felt like a dream come true. His kisses moved from your lips to your exposed neck and you moved your head to give him more access. His feverish kisses were all over your skin and leaving marks. Usually, you’d get mad when someone would leave a hickey, but Yanan was so hot that you kind of liked it.

Yanan picked you up so that your legs were around his waist, and your back was pressed against the wall. Your dress was hiked up so you felt his growing erection pressing against your clothed center. You moaned at the friction between your legs so Yanan decided to move his hips and rub against you. Another noise came out of you, so Yanan kept moving his hips against you while he kissed your neck and chest.

Your hands were on the nape of his neck, pulling his head up to kiss you again. Your lips crashed together and you both moaned. He pulled away from you and made sure that your legs were wrapped around his waist. Because of his height and strength, having you up against the wall was easy for him. Also, since your dress was all the way up to your waist, it made it easy for him to have access to your center.

Yanan’s hand had moved from your hips down to your core, where he rubbed you through your panties. You moaned again when he applied a little bit of pressure to your covered clit. Yanan moved your panties aside and teased your slit and feeling how wet you had become. He smirked against your lips before he slipped one of his long fingers inside you. You gasped and pulled away from his kiss. Holy shit, his fingers felt good. He moved it slowly in and out of you while his thumb was on your clit, rubbing it in time with his movements.

The fact that he held you up against the wall while fingering you was driving you crazy. You just wanted him to stop teasing you and fuck you already. “Yanan, please,” you begged.

He chuckled. “Uh uh, I need to get you ready,” a devious smirk was plastered on his beautiful face. He went back to kissing your neck and you felt like you were going to burst with how horny you had become. Yanan added a second finger, stretching you out to get you ready for him. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head when he curled his fingers and hit your spot.

“R-right there,” you moaned. Yanan listened to you and made sure that his fingers would hit you right where you wanted him. Hearing your moans and seeing how you reacted to his fingers excited him and he couldn’t wait to fuck you. He felt you clench around his fingers, and a part of him wanted to make you cum from his fingers, but another part of him was getting very impatient. He listened to the impatient part.

Yanan slowly pulled his fingers out of you and you whimpered. You were close to coming since his fingers felt a little too good. He kissed you and your ears perked up when you heard him unzip his pants and take out his cock. You pulled away and looked down to see exactly why he needed to prepare you. Your eyes widened and he chuckled. “You think you can handle me?”

You nodded, eager to have him deep inside you. You don’t think you had been with anyone as big as Yanan before, but you were excited and ready. Based on the look on his face, he knew how to use it too. “Yes! Yanan, please I need you to fuck me!” You were beyond turned on at this point and if he made you wait any longer, you were going to go insane.

Luckily for you, he was just as turned on as you were and he couldn’t hold off anymore. You both moaned when he teased his tip at your entrance, coating his head with your wetness. Your breathing had become unsteady and finally, he placed his hands on your hips and slowly thrust himself inside you. You couldn’t even make a sound, the stretch of his big cock had you speechless and unable to even think properly. He hadn’t even moved yet and you were already going dumb from his dick.

Yanan couldn’t get over how good you felt around him and he was still for a little bit longer than he thought he would be. Finally, he moved his hips, pressing you up against the wall. It was a little uncomfortable, but that didn’t matter since he felt so fucking good as he fucked you. You tightly held onto his shoulders and your legs were practically squeezing his waist to keep him in place. He kept a steady pace, getting you used to his size, which you were glad about, but you also wanted him to go a little faster.

“F-faster,” you moaned between thrusts. Yanan kissed you before heeding your command. His hips snapped against yours and you were practically bouncing on his dick at this point. Honestly, you were still in shock at how a man like Yanan was now fucking you hard in your hotel room, but all of those thoughts were pushed aside when he angled his hips a certain way. You screamed at the pleasure he was giving you and it encouraged him to keep fucking you like this.

He was thriving at the way you moaned for him and held on to him. Every time you moaned his name, he thrust into you a little harder. He never imagined this is how his night would end, but he couldn’t complain. He had been crushing on you for a while, so he was over the moon that you were a mess in his arms. He kissed your neck and he bit down slightly, leaving a mark on your skin.

The tip of Yanan’s cock had teased your spot and you almost couldn't make a sound at how good you were feeling. The way Yanan was fucking you and how his cock felt each time he thrust into you was better than anything you’d ever felt before. He really knew how to use what he was blessed with. It didn’t matter that you were still fully clothed, it was almost hotter this way. You were also amazed at how strong he was since he was able to hold you up for so long. You’d be lying if you thought his strength wasn’t hot.

Your moans had become very frequent and you knew you were getting close to your orgasm. Each thrust felt better than the last and you knew you would be able to hold off much longer. Yanan could also tell by the way you were squeezing around his dick; the tightness making his head spin. “I-I’m not gonna last much longer,” you said breathlessly.

“Come all over me,” he sighed before one of his hands went from your hip to your clit, rubbing it in time with his thrusts. You held onto him tightly as your orgasm crashed through your body; you couldn’t believe how hard you had cum thanks to him. Because of the way you felt around him, that triggered his own orgasm and his hips began to falter before he pulled out of you and jerked his cock. You didn’t hesitate to get down on your knees and stick your tongue out for him.

Yanan’s eyes widened when he saw what you had done and after a few quick strokes, he was coming. Some of it landed on your tongue, and some of it landed on your chest. You smiled at him before cleaning what landed in your chest and licking it off your fingers. Yanan leaned down and gave you a sloppy kiss, “That was so hot,”

You giggled. “Let’s move to the bed and take off our clothes.”

[all-about-kyu]

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝙽𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚗

𝙿𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 ➪ 𝚈𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚗 𝚡 𝚏𝚎𝚖!𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎 ➪ 𝚏𝚕𝚞𝚏𝚏, 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚘𝚛, 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚝

𝚁𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 ➪ 𝙿𝙶 𝟷𝟹

𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢 ➪ 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚘𝚢𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚞𝚗... 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐... 𝚘𝚛 𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 ➪ 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚐𝚎

໑˖ ݁، ݁ ˖ 𖥔 ࣪ ˖ 𖤐ʾ ̨𖥔 ִ ་ ، ˖ ࣪◞ ໑˖ ݁، ݁ ˖ 𖥔 ࣪ ˖ 𖤐ʾ ̨𖥔 ִ ་ ، ˖ ࣪◞ ໑˖ ݁، ݁ ˖ 𖥔 ࣪ ˖

໑˖ ݁، ݁ ˖ 𖥔 ࣪ ˖ 𖤐ʾ ̨𖥔 ִ ་ ، ˖ ࣪◞ ໑˖ ݁، ݁ ˖ 𖥔 ࣪ ˖ 𖤐ʾ ̨𖥔 ִ ་ ، ˖ ࣪◞ ໑˖ ݁، ݁ ˖ 𖥔 ࣪ ˖

𝙲𝙾𝙿𝚈𝚁𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚁𝙻𝙸𝚃𝙼𝙰𝚁𝙺 𝟸0𝟸𝟹© 𝙰𝙻𝙻 𝚁𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃𝚂 𝚁𝙴𝚂𝙴𝚁𝚅𝙴𝙳 — 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐/𝚖𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚏𝚒𝚌, 𝚘𝚛 𝚙𝚒𝚎𝚌𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚍. 𝚃𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚍.

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𝙼𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝

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[milkybonya]

irrelevant

order 024, anon: large banana milk tea with grass jelly and pudding

word count: 1k+

summary: college!Yanan and y/n share the same elective class and have to work on the same assignment despite 'hating' each other

[a/n] do you ever just stop and think about how pretty Yanan is cause i just did that and now i feel faint,, he's so pretty that i'm light-headed and dizzy wowee

"Yanan. Yanan is your partner. did you not hear me?" the ta says as you blink back at them in response.

they sigh and run their fingers through their hair, and you finally snap back to reality.

"Yanan... right," you say, looking down.

"yes, Yanan. i think i lost you there for a second, [y/n], but i'm glad you're back with us. Yanan is absent today, so i'd recommend contacting him somehow before next week's tutorial, because this assignment is due soon."

great.

you: hi Yanan, this is [y/n] from that elective class we both have. we've been partnered up for assignment 2, wanna meet up sometime?

when days pass without a reply and the weekend comes, you get angry and decide to call him.

"hello?" a sleepy voice responds.

"yes, hello Yanan. good-damn-morning! it's 3pm!" you snap.

you can hear him move his phone away from his ear to check who's calling him.

"[y/n]? what's up, why are you calling me?"

"cause you're not answering your messages and we have a group assignment due in two weeks!"

"just let me know what i have to do and i'll get it done," he says.

"that's not how this works, you idiot. this is a theatre class and both of us need to be involved."

Yanan sighs.

an hour later, you're sitting across from him at a local café, angrily sipping your drink as he rubs his eyes and yawns.

"so what's the assignment?" Yanan asks.

"why didn't you check before coming?" you ask.

"did you?" Yanan retorts.

when you're silent, Yanan raises his eyebrows at you.

"okay! you've got me there! but i was there for tutorial and heard the ta explain it, at least," you say.

"okay, know-it-all," Yanan says, sticking his tongue out at you.

"anyways... we need to come up with a two person, one scene, one act play," you explain.

Yanan nods along.

"yeah okay sounds terrible, i am not doing this with you," he says, snorting.

"you can be the one to childishly beg to our ta for new partners, then," you say.

Yanan rolls his eyes, sighs, and leans back in his seat.

"you write the script and we can meet in two days to go over it?" Yanan suggests.

"me? Write it? Alone?"

Yanan nods.

"you're the good writer here, so i trust your judgement."

you can't tell if he's trying to push all the workload onto you or if he genuinely is complimenting you.

"i'll pay for the coffee in return. see you in two days," Yanan says before standing up to leave.

-

two days later, just as Yanan said, you find yourself sitting across from him on the ground in your cramped dorm room. his eyes scan the script you handed him just moments ago, and you feel nervous waiting for his reaction.

you want him to like it... why? why do you care so much about this boy whom you also hate so much? well, hate is an exaggeration, but...

you've always just had beef with Yanan for... not really any reason. he was cold to you when you first met him, ignoring you and being rude, teasing you and sometimes hurting your feelings with his jokes that went too far... so you're not fond of him.

Yanan has just always naturally felt the need to act that way around you, and he's not sure why. you're easy and fun to tease, and he likes seeing your reaction. it isn't fun for you, though, of course.

so, you wrote a script to get back at him for everything.

"so... i'm playing a dumb, clueness nerd and you're playing the smart popular person who is nice to me and helps me come out of my shell?" Yanan asks, pushing up his glasses.

"yes. i'm the hero of this story."

"of course you are. your ego is huge."

you sigh and push Yanan, telling him to stop fooling around and start reading the script aloud, already.

"okay, here i go," he says, clearing his throat.

he opens up one of your books that are laying around and acts like he's reading it. you nudge him, just like the script tells you to, and he looks up.

"not another person here to make fun of me for reading," Yanan mumbles with a pout.

you throw him a smile and pretend to lean in to see what he's reading. Yanan catches a whiff of your sweet scent and... why is the world spinning for him suddenly?

"ah, this book? i've read it before, it's so good!" you say.

"you... have read this?" Yanan asks.

you nod and pat Yanan's head. his scalp tingles at your touch.

"i know the class makes fun of you for reading, but don't listen to them. they're just picking on you because you're so pure and innocent. if anyone hurts you again, just come stand by my side, okay?" you say, grabbing his hand.

his heart skips a beat. or two. maybe three.

you let out a deep breath suddenly, letting go of his hand.

"damn, that was pretty good for a first run-through!" you say, smiling at Yanan and finally feeling like the two of you could get close.

"uh, yeah, but... i don't think i can do this anymore," Yanan mutters before standing up and leaving your dorm.

confused, you try to chase after him, to no avail. the hallways are empty and there's no sight of the tall, eye-candy (according to everyone) boy. you call and text him, but there's no reply.

he keeps up the silent treatment for days.

you get so worried that you try to find his dorm, and when you do, he won't open up no matter how much you knock and yell for him. it reaches a point where you get kicked out for being so loud in front of his dorm room.

you tell yourself you're only this worried because if he doesn't stop this then you'll fail your theatre assignment, but you're starting to feel like it's something else. is he eating well? is he sleeping? has he gone out for air? your mind thinks of questions like these and you can't focus on anything.

the day comes for you to present your theatre assignment, and Yanan isn't there. your heart hammers in your chest as one by one your classmates present and Yanan still hasn't showed up.

"[y/n] and Yanan?" your ta calls out.

you stand up, wondering how to tell your ta that Yanan isn't here, until someone calls out to you from the doorway of your classroom.

"[y/n]!" Yanan calls out, running towards you with a smile.

"Yanan?"

"let's present, and i'll explain later. i have everything memorized, so let's do this," he says, walking to the front.

you nervously trail along behind him, taking a few deep breaths before you start. it's just like that day in your dorm room, [y/n]...

applause.

you don't even know how you finished your presentation, but the applause snaps you out of your daze. hand in hand, you and Yanan bow before the class as the ta tells you that you'll receive your grade a week later.

after class, Yanan pulls you aside to have a word.

"[y/n], i'm sorry..." he starts.

"yeah, you better be! do you know how worried i was?" you say.

"you were... worried?" he asks, smirking slightly.

"uh-"

"but seriously, [y/n], i'm sorry. i was too preoccupied with myself and my own thoughts and i'm sorry about that... but i think i know now."

"you know?"

"that i like you," he says suddenly.

you look around and sigh in relief when no one's around.

"Yanan! you can't just say that."

"why? what's wrong with it? i like you, [y/n]," he says, even louder.

you lightly slap his shoulder and he giggles.

"but... why... do you like me all of a sudden?" you ask, and Yanan shakes his head.

"it's not sudden. i've always liked you," he says.

when you give him a confused expression, he smiles.

"i know.. i've treated you terribly. i think i was... kind of embarrassed of the way i felt and covered it up by teasing you, and i'm sorry about that," he explains.

"Yanan... how are you so honest?" you ask.

"because i reflected for 2 weeks about what to say to you?"

you laugh and Yanan laughs along, grateful for the release of tension.

"i... don't know what my answer is right now," you say, despite the fact that you feel like you're on cloud 9 and you're buzzing with energy.

Yanan nods, shifting in his spot.

"i'll wait for your for as long as you need. in the meantime... wanna go to a café with me or something? so i can make it up to you?"

"i doubt that'll be enough, but i'll gladly take you up on the offer," you say, following Yanan down the hallway.

[thenamesseven]

can I request 26 34 Yanan of pentagon? Thanks!

Yay, finally someone who finally requests for pentagon! I hope you like this!

Working as pentagon's choreographer had been a dream come true, talking and joking around with them still felt incredibly surreal. At first they had all been shy when they realized you were a girl but soon after they noticed how chill you actually were things became less tense and more easy-going for all of you, to the point where sometimes, Yanan crossed your friendship's lines with flirty remarks and playful jokes.

At first you had thought it had all been innocent, that he was just more of a joker than the rest of the group but now, as he pressed your back against the bathroom door of the restaurant the guys have chosen to have dinner tonight, you knew the thoughts running through his mind were everything but pure.

"Yanan" You called out to him quietly, your hands in his chest, uselessly trying to keep his own warm and firm body away from yours "You know we can't do this" You whispered, breathing heavy, heart pounding against your chest.

"I know baby" The pet name made you whine painfully, the need to touch and feel him growing stronger "But it's so much better when it's wrong"

"We could lose our jobs" You added desperate to knock some sense into him, wanting to make him understand that you also wanted this but knew you couldn't have it, that you couldn't be greedy "We need to be professional, to draw a line" But you melted when his lips started leaving kisses on your neck, stealing a stuttering vreath from your lips.

"I'm afraid I can no longer remain professional" He whispered against your skin "I want you right here, right now"

[julyarchives]

Thicker Than Blood || (M) || Ch. 01

Growing up in a tough neighborhood had you learning to deal with hard situations, the occasion leads you to cooperate with the mafia organization that took care of your neighborhood - Pentagon. Looking after yourself and valuing your safety brought you to adapt to the moment, but the line between working for them and protecting yourself is very blurry when you are forced to live under their roof.

→ Pairing: Pentagon OT9 x Reader

→ Genre: Smut; Mafia AU.

→ Words:  2.2K

→ Contains: Mentions of Alcohol; Mentions of Violence.

→ A/n: So this is our Pentagon Mafia AU Series! This story will be multi-chaptered and we will add more tags as the story goes on, we have big plans for it! We hope you guys like it and it is worth the wait!

→ Index: 01 • 02 • 03

Chapter 01 - The Collectors

The cute jeans and red t-shirt you wore barely matched the bar you currently were on behind the counter. The place was quite nice but it was still too rustic for your liking, too brown and dark. Usually, the customers were rustic as well, and had a certain grumpiness to them, just like the place. You shrugged for the nth time while lost in thoughts. Working at a bar on a Tuesday night was the perfect situation for boredom, and bored you were.

Thinking back, you barely understood how you got the job anyway, walking in there one day to kick your friend's ass for drinking while you had a job to do with him and the owner liked your style. He needed someone behind the counter, you needed the money, it was perfect. You were rather young and sweet, you knew that often resolving some complicated shit and arguments in the bar but you also knew how to answer when needed and to take no one's shit home, you still stood up for yourself. Ok so maybe working at a bar was the perfect job for you.

Not wanting to dwell on how you wanted a better paid perfect job, you busied yourself by watching the entrance. It was Tuesday, so you've been kind of anxious the whole day waiting for them to show up. You almost gave your excitement away when two figures entered the bar and sat in front of you on the bar stools.

"Hello, boys. The usual?", you asked them with a bright smile.

"Please, Y/N".

"Right away", you chipped as you turned to get them their cold drinks. It'd be funny to see them drink a sweet cocktail instead of anything stronger if you didn't know them a bit better.

Wooseok and Yuto were young. Sweet and awkward boys that most older people liked and wanted to pamper. That's what you heard anyway whenever you spoke to the neighbors. You also knew they were attached to the hip, always together and always messing with each other. They had a third part to their best friend dynamic and you only saw him a few times at the bar, but you knew they clearly loved each other as brothers.

But that information didn't add up to the other information you had on the boys. The reason you expected them every Tuesday was because of their work. And that was what confused you. As every person in the region knew, there was only one force to respect and listen and that was the Pentagon gang. No, not a gang. It was straight down mafia business and these two cute young boys were their collectors. So every Tuesday they went out to collect the fee from every block and at the end, they'd crash at the bar to chat and drink something.

Seeing them every week made you realize how nice they were and quickly put the whole mafia business behind them. You, better than anyone, understood that you gotta do what you gotta do to survive. Since then, Wooseok and Yuto became more open with you and always brought back gossip when they had a good day. After all, mafia men were still men. Well, boys.

"Here you go, guys", you placed the drinks down and smiled sweetly.

"Thanks, Y/N", Yuto had a deep voice and it always managed to startle you.

"So, any gossip?", you chuckled and the boys followed, lowering their heads as if to share a secret with you.

"Guy from the butcher shop was working alone", Wooseok said, "caught his employee with his girl".

"No way!", you truly were shocked at the irrelevant news.

"Yep", he said while Yuto nodded. "Oh, and someone's trying to get inside our territory. We saw a warning at a wall, directed at us and, well, at all of you".

"What?!", you shouted and they looked at you like you just offended their entire family. You were confused. One, why were they telling you information that may be confidential? Two, how could they speak about something dangerous so casually?

"We have orders to let you know, actually", Yuto said as if he was reading your mind. "We know who these people are but not their faces. We thought maybe they'd start by frequenting a place where they can get more intel on our people".

"Here then".

"Hm, yeah", Wooseok nodded. "The warning only said to be careful who is loyal to us or the community would show us. We guess they want to turn people against us"

"More people, more money. An entire neighborhood against us wouldn't be controlled by usual methods. So, that's when you come in".

"If you're suggesting what I think you're suggesting, then no way". You were bold enough to talk back and they only raised their eyebrows at you.

"We only need you to be on the lookout for someone different", Wooseok clarified, "if there's at least one person asking the wrong questions about the community, you gotta let us know".

"Helps if we can identify a face", Yuto shrugged.

"Do I have a say in this?", you already knew the answer.

"As much as you do about our fee, Y/N".

"Fine. But if they come for me, I won't wait for your boys to come to rescue me. I'll bolt", you said with a sigh in defeat.

"You won't be alone", Wooseok said as Yuto typed away on an old phone. "You'll be getting a visit from tomorrow on, he's our shapeshifter, blends in wherever".

"If you have a guy like that, why put me to watch anyone?"

"Y/N", Yuto sighed and looked straight into your eyes. "We could burst into any safe house right now and do whatever we pleased with whoever was in our way. But we do value our community, that's why we got hold of this business in the first place. The bar is where everyone comes for information and you know that. Don't forget why you're behind this counter, to begin with. We need the bartender to do her job and chat with her customers as she does. The info will come to you".

"I-", you were starstruck and kept glancing from Yuto to Wooseok, hands on the counter. "I- this is the most you have spoken to me since we met". It came out accidentally and you wanted to slap yourself.

Wooseok laughed and Yuto smiled at you. You could feel the heat on your cheeks but only nodded to yourself, still processing everything. They finished their drinks in one big gulp and got up, Yuto nodding at you still with a cute smile on his lips, one that didn't match his previous words. Wooseok watched as Yuto walked out of the bar and chuckled at your expression that slowly was turning grumpy.

"I know you'll do just fine. It's not like us to put people in our business but to protect people, we need you", he was leaning forward, as if to make you see him and only him. "So, congratulations, you got promoted!", he laughed.

"Yeah, I'm the lookout kid", you definitely were grumpy now. "You need me to protect people but who protects me?".

"Me", Wooseok said a bit too fast. "I mean, Pentagon does. And you'll have the right company for that, don't worry. He'll be here tomorrow night".

Wooseok smiled at you again and turned away from you, leaving you to your thoughts. Why the hell was this happening? You got why this way was safer to find out who was behind the threat but you still were unsure. Well, it's not like you could say no without a valid reason. And apparently, your safety wasn't one.

You watched Wooseok leave and sighed. Getting their glasses to clean up, you kept thinking about all the things that could go wrong but also all the things that could go right. Part of you wanted to impress them and come out as a hero, it'd give you something else to do instead of just being the bartender. You laughed at the absurdity of it all and quickly shoved it all in the back of your head, deciding to let the future self deal with the situation and this guy who'd meet you tomorrow, slipping back into the boredom of a Tuesday night at the bar once again.

Laying on your bed, your mind raced nonstop and you couldn't sleep no matter how much you tried. Yuto's words kept coming back and you felt even more deflated each time. "Don't forget why you're behind this counter, to begin with". You knew your upbringing was shitty and you had to fend for yourself a long time but you honestly thought that it didn't matter much until now.

Your parents fled when you were eight. They had some issues with themselves and suddenly having a family became too much of a cage for them and they fled. They left you with your grandmother and never came back. Your grandma was a saint, she was sweet and loving but she was sick enough to not be able to work, so you toughen up and started bringing money home by twelve years old.

You smiled thinking about how she raised you with such care and love that you managed to get that trait from her even if the streets treated you like shit. You discovered soon enough that all the love your grandma had was all the love you could get because no one liked a little girl who put her hands on whatever she could find to sell and get hers. You met a few people while you grew up and managed to turn out just fine even if it bruised you more than you liked to admit.

When you were around seventeen your grandma passed, you thankfully blocked whatever memory you had of her suffering and only focused on her happy memories. Since then you got her small and simple house and got more involved in the community, everyone who respected your grandma finally understanding why you were a kid like you were. Fast forward a few years and you got the job at the bar and things got a bit better.

You got up from the bed and scoffed at how things were mostly shoved on your face enough that you had to go with the flow every time. Fucking Pentagon taking over the neighborhood when you were a kid and now this. You heard more than participated in the whole protecting mafia business when you were younger, but the situation wasn't strange to you. Getting around in the streets you knew things and the most important one was to follow the organization's rules.

When you were twelve and started to hit the streets, you knew very well to not mess with the men from the org. But also soon enough you learned that the best way to earn anything good was to be on their good side. So you started to run a few errands for them and earned a good amount. Of course, you had nothing to do with them but still, it was a good connection. You didn't know much about the members in the hierarchy but you were sure that no one from the time you were a kid was still in their ranks.

You were sure mafia business was very harsh and violent but the boss was too violent once upon a time and things got out of hand. The neighborhood they swore to protect was being targeted and they brought the fight to all people. Fortunately, it ended after a few months of much fear and blood around the streets and you heard they all changed members. Rumor had it that it was their kids that took over when the parents died during the more violent times, at least in the high ranks. But you had stopped tending to them a few months before it went down so you had no idea for sure.

You only knew that Pentagon had a hard time getting people's trust again and started a more gentle approach with the community, hence why Wooseok and Yuto were dear to some people under their wings. They went over to everyone who had helped them directly and formally thanked and apologized for their trouble. Of course, they still terrified people who walked out of line and when the community respected them again, it was clear they were in charge. But now it seemed like they only cared about their own business and getting richer with their schemes instead of getting involved in a bloody gun war.

You realized you were standing in the middle of the corridor getting lost in thought and laughed to yourself before finishing the path to the kitchen to get water. The cold water helped you calm down and soon you were too busy sitting on the couch looking for any silly reality show to get lost into.

Halfway through the episode, you felt the sleep taking over you but being comfortable on the couch made you just pull a cover you kept there over you and stayed there, falling asleep in seconds. It was a very rough and long day, so you welcomed the slumber gratefully. Little did you know that while you succumbed to sleep in the living room, your phone buzzed in your bedroom, a small text that should be completely out of line appearing.

We trust you to do this safely but count on me to help. -WS.