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© yuesning — all rights reserved. DO NOT translate, copy, or transfer my works to other sites. this is my only writing blog.

[yuesning]

🍋 ˎˊ˗ LEMONADE ! ᠀୧ AHN KEONHO ───── synopsis : keonho can't help at the fact that you're trying to take running a lemonade stand serious so he teases you constantly the whole time.

masterlist 𖥨᩠ׄ݁ keonho x f!reader — established relationship, constant teasing, teenagers being teenagers, fluff (cuteness aggression), teenage love, one swear word, peck on the cheek, drabble

are we seriously running a lemonade stand? keonho smirks as he pinches your forearm. you winche at the sudden touch, slapping his hand off of you, which only makes keonho giggle more. "yes we are." you mutter, "my mom said im broke." you crack out a slight smile, beginning to scratch at the nape of your neck.

keonho whined in annoyance, "when have you ever needed money anyways? i buy you everything." he leans closer, obvious tease written all over his face, words, and actions. you roll your eyes, "for when we break up." you lean away from him, side eyeing in the mean time.

he pushes himself back at your remark, letting out a shock gasp, "what did you just say?" he questions. it was your turn to smirk, leaning closer to him this time, "i'll use this money for when we break up." you smile teasingly.

he flicks your forehead, giggling, "well looks like you're going nowhere in life – whatever you forced me to do, isn't going to get you anywhere." he shakes his head, looking over at the set up; a old small wooden table from your childhood, the basket filled with 'decorative' real lemons that he complained to you about, the huge jug of homemade lemonade, and the two complete stacks of plastic cups. the sign that was glued to the stick next to you; clearly not traced nor practiced, no color, filled in with sharpie, with a side of few lemon stickers next to it.

thanks to keonho, you were in for a ride.

"keonho, whenever someone walks by, you have to scream lemonade, lemonade!" you nudge his arm, plotting your chin against the palms of your hands, sighing as you watch groups of families walk past.

he laughs, "you're acting like we had nobody come up to us." he rolled his eyes playfully, "but i am not doing that. this and that suggestion is dumb." you turn to look at him, glaring with a deadpan, "call my lemonade stand stupid again and see what's going to happen."

he whistles with the biggest smile plastered on his face, "woah. i did not call your lemonade stand stupid." you plant your palms on the wooden table, glaring still intense as before, "you're basically nick picking me for running a lemonade stand." you whine out, almost like a yell but as low so nobody could hear you.

he let out a ray of giggles — although that's what he's been doing this whole time, "it's just funny and maybe cute." he reaches out a hand to place your hair behind your ear but before he could do so, it get smacked away, "don't even try to flirt with me right now." you turn back to face the public, visibly annoyed with the situation. "let's not get too feisty here, otherwise this jar isn't going to fill up."

"keonho stop annoying me before i fire you."

"if you fire me you won't be making anymore sales." he sighs, crossing his arms as he leaned into the small wooden chair, followed by with a creak. "what do you mean by that?" you raise an eyebrow at him. "all of this – " he raises the clear jar filled with money, shaking it lightly, "is probably because of my looks." he shrugs.

you raise your lip in digust, snatching the jar away from his grip, "nobody is thinking that." you roll your eyes — for the thousandth time that noon, placing the jar back down semi – dramatically – aggressively.

"don't worry, if i saw you here, i'd think you're the most beautiful girl ever." he places an arm around your neck, bringing you into his side – practically falling off your own chair, while the side of your face was plastered onto his shoulder. "not only that, i would fill up this jar everyday because of how cute you are." he finishes off. but before you could even reply, he brings you into a tighter grip, now being completely shoved into the crook of his neck and his chest, as he placed his cheek onto the side of your head, shaking you aggressively.

"keonho!" you whine out, trying to push out of his grip but no success was made as he only brought out his other arm, forming into a true hug. "this is so fucking embarrassing." you whisper out, shutting your eyes in the process. "i think what's embarrassing is you running a lemaonde stand." he teases purely, stopping the shaking as he leaned down to plant a kiss onto your cheek.

ew, you not so forcefully get out of his grip, wiping the kiss away off your cheek. you leaned back, expecting him to attack you even more with kisses or just pure cuteness aggression but instead he just stared at you with a big smile — a smile that led to creases into his eyes.

"you just let the whole public see that monstrosity, i hope you know that." you semi – pout, pushing his forehead back with a finger. 

"good because i'm tired of this lemonade idea." he starts, "well honestly, i just thought it was really cute watching you take this serious like a real job." he puckers his lips towards you – almost more so like a dramatic pout.

you lightly smack his lips, laughing, "i'm not giving you a kiss."

"are you angry at me?" he forms his lips into a real pout, bringing an arm around your waist this time, pushing his chair closer to you. "i'm not making fun of your lemonade stand." he leans in closer to your face, blocking your view from the public. you almost believed he was being considerate of your feelings, "i know. keonho." you turn to look away from him. "right. i'm making fun of you." he cracks out another smile, grabbing your chin to face him.

you let out a distress groan, "i'm starting to regret everything." you pout, staring at him like there was real emotion being seaped out within you. "i'm sorry, i just love teasing you." he rubs his thumb across your pout, "hope you know that pout isn't going to stop me though."

ness ˎˊ˗ guys i got inspired by lemonade by aespa. if you haven't streamed it OR listened to it in general, please do so. love you & have a lemonadey summer 💛

© yuesning — all rights reserved. DO NOT translate, copy, or transfer my works to other sites. this is my only writing blog.

TAGLIST: @j-jinxee , @hiitzstar , @lovelynyah , @nataliasdiary , @meiisamotherbitch , @eomsean , @riyuukii , @samlovesfood0 , @myplanetdidi , @dearlyhyeon , @stayville-citizen , @realseanshady , @lcvehyeon , @j4eyxn , @08rtin , @nathalhonaa , @beatbymarzz , @wonheesyana , @unredact3d , @louis4sho , @adoure , @kieangelic , @sadisticnecrophiliac , @red--roses

[yuesning]

🍋 ˎˊ˗ LEMONADE ! ᠀୧ AHN KEONHO ───── synopsis : keonho can't help at the fact that you're trying to take running a lemonade stand serious so he teases you constantly the whole time.

masterlist 𖥨᩠ׄ݁ keonho x f!reader — established relationship, constant teasing, teenagers being teenagers, fluff (cuteness aggression), teenage love, one swear word, peck on the cheek, drabble

are we seriously running a lemonade stand? keonho smirks as he pinches your forearm. you winche at the sudden touch, slapping his hand off of you, which only makes keonho giggle more. "yes we are." you mutter, "my mom said im broke." you crack out a slight smile, beginning to scratch at the nape of your neck.

keonho whined in annoyance, "when have you ever needed money anyways? i buy you everything." he leans closer, obvious tease written all over his face, words, and actions. you roll your eyes, "for when we break up." you lean away from him, side eyeing in the mean time.

he pushes himself back at your remark, letting out a shock gasp, "what did you just say?" he questions. it was your turn to smirk, leaning closer to him this time, "i'll use this money for when we break up." you smile teasingly.

he flicks your forehead, giggling, "well looks like you're going nowhere in life – whatever you forced me to do, isn't going to get you anywhere." he shakes his head, looking over at the set up; a old small wooden table from your childhood, the basket filled with 'decorative' real lemons that he complained to you about, the huge jug of homemade lemonade, and the two complete stacks of plastic cups. the sign that was glued to the stick next to you; clearly not traced nor practiced, no color, filled in with sharpie, with a side of few lemon stickers next to it.

thanks to keonho, you were in for a ride.

"keonho, whenever someone walks by, you have to scream lemonade, lemonade!" you nudge his arm, plotting your chin against the palms of your hands, sighing as you watch groups of families walk past.

he laughs, "you're acting like we had nobody come up to us." he rolled his eyes playfully, "but i am not doing that. this and that suggestion is dumb." you turn to look at him, glaring with a deadpan, "call my lemonade stand stupid again and see what's going to happen."

he whistles with the biggest smile plastered on his face, "woah. i did not call your lemonade stand stupid." you plant your palms on the wooden table, glaring still intense as before, "you're basically nick picking me for running a lemonade stand." you whine out, almost like a yell but as low so nobody could hear you.

he let out a ray of giggles — although that's what he's been doing this whole time, "it's just funny and maybe cute." he reaches out a hand to place your hair behind your ear but before he could do so, it get smacked away, "don't even try to flirt with me right now." you turn back to face the public, visibly annoyed with the situation. "let's not get too feisty here, otherwise this jar isn't going to fill up."

"keonho stop annoying me before i fire you."

"if you fire me you won't be making anymore sales." he sighs, crossing his arms as he leaned into the small wooden chair, followed by with a creak. "what do you mean by that?" you raise an eyebrow at him. "all of this – " he raises the clear jar filled with money, shaking it lightly, "is probably because of my looks." he shrugs.

you raise your lip in digust, snatching the jar away from his grip, "nobody is thinking that." you roll your eyes — for the thousandth time that noon, placing the jar back down semi – dramatically – aggressively.

"don't worry, if i saw you here, i'd think you're the most beautiful girl ever." he places an arm around your neck, bringing you into his side – practically falling off your own chair, while the side of your face was plastered onto his shoulder. "not only that, i would fill up this jar everyday because of how cute you are." he finishes off. but before you could even reply, he brings you into a tighter grip, now being completely shoved into the crook of his neck and his chest, as he placed his cheek onto the side of your head, shaking you aggressively.

"keonho!" you whine out, trying to push out of his grip but no success was made as he only brought out his other arm, forming into a true hug. "this is so fucking embarrassing." you whisper out, shutting your eyes in the process. "i think what's embarrassing is you running a lemaonde stand." he teases purely, stopping the shaking as he leaned down to plant a kiss onto your cheek.

ew, you not so forcefully get out of his grip, wiping the kiss away off your cheek. you leaned back, expecting him to attack you even more with kisses or just pure cuteness aggression but instead he just stared at you with a big smile — a smile that led to creases into his eyes.

"you just let the whole public see that monstrosity, i hope you know that." you semi – pout, pushing his forehead back with a finger. 

"good because i'm tired of this lemonade idea." he starts, "well honestly, i just thought it was really cute watching you take this serious like a real job." he puckers his lips towards you – almost more so like a dramatic pout.

you lightly smack his lips, laughing, "i'm not giving you a kiss."

"are you angry at me?" he forms his lips into a real pout, bringing an arm around your waist this time, pushing his chair closer to you. "i'm not making fun of your lemonade stand." he leans in closer to your face, blocking your view from the public. you almost believed he was being considerate of your feelings, "i know. keonho." you turn to look away from him. "right. i'm making fun of you." he cracks out another smile, grabbing your chin to face him.

you let out a distress groan, "i'm starting to regret everything." you pout, staring at him like there was real emotion being seaped out within you. "i'm sorry, i just love teasing you." he rubs his thumb across your pout, "hope you know that pout isn't going to stop me though."

ness ˎˊ˗ guys i got inspired by lemonade by aespa. if you haven't streamed it OR listened to it in general, please do so. love you & have a lemonadey summer 💛

© yuesning — all rights reserved. DO NOT translate, copy, or transfer my works to other sites. this is my only writing blog.

TAGLIST: @j-jinxee , @hiitzstar , @lovelynyah , @nataliasdiary , @meiisamotherbitch , @eomsean , @riyuukii , @samlovesfood0 , @myplanetdidi , @dearlyhyeon , @stayville-citizen , @realseanshady , @lcvehyeon , @j4eyxn , @08rtin , @nathalhonaa , @beatbymarzz , @wonheesyana , @unredact3d , @louis4sho , @adoure , @kieangelic , @sadisticnecrophiliac , @red--roses

[yuesning]

🍋 ˎˊ˗ LEMONADE ! ᠀୧ AHN KEONHO ───── synopsis : keonho can't help at the fact that you're trying to take running a lemonade stand serious so he teases you constantly the whole time.

masterlist 𖥨᩠ׄ݁ keonho x f!reader — established relationship, constant teasing, teenagers being teenagers, fluff (cuteness aggression), teenage love, one swear word, peck on the cheek, drabble

are we seriously running a lemonade stand? keonho smirks as he pinches your forearm. you winche at the sudden touch, slapping his hand off of you, which only makes keonho giggle more. "yes we are." you mutter, "my mom said im broke." you crack out a slight smile, beginning to scratch at the nape of your neck.

keonho whined in annoyance, "when have you ever needed money anyways? i buy you everything." he leans closer, obvious tease written all over his face, words, and actions. you roll your eyes, "for when we break up." you lean away from him, side eyeing in the mean time.

he pushes himself back at your remark, letting out a shock gasp, "what did you just say?" he questions. it was your turn to smirk, leaning closer to him this time, "i'll use this money for when we break up." you smile teasingly.

he flicks your forehead, giggling, "well looks like you're going nowhere in life – whatever you forced me to do, isn't going to get you anywhere." he shakes his head, looking over at the set up; a old small wooden table from your childhood, the basket filled with 'decorative' real lemons that he complained to you about, the huge jug of homemade lemonade, and the two complete stacks of plastic cups. the sign that was glued to the stick next to you; clearly not traced nor practiced, no color, filled in with sharpie, with a side of few lemon stickers next to it.

thanks to keonho, you were in for a ride.

"keonho, whenever someone walks by, you have to scream lemonade, lemonade!" you nudge his arm, plotting your chin against the palms of your hands, sighing as you watch groups of families walk past.

he laughs, "you're acting like we had nobody come up to us." he rolled his eyes playfully, "but i am not doing that. this and that suggestion is dumb." you turn to look at him, glaring with a deadpan, "call my lemonade stand stupid again and see what's going to happen."

he whistles with the biggest smile plastered on his face, "woah. i did not call your lemonade stand stupid." you plant your palms on the wooden table, glaring still intense as before, "you're basically nick picking me for running a lemonade stand." you whine out, almost like a yell but as low so nobody could hear you.

he let out a ray of giggles — although that's what he's been doing this whole time, "it's just funny and maybe cute." he reaches out a hand to place your hair behind your ear but before he could do so, it get smacked away, "don't even try to flirt with me right now." you turn back to face the public, visibly annoyed with the situation. "let's not get too feisty here, otherwise this jar isn't going to fill up."

"keonho stop annoying me before i fire you."

"if you fire me you won't be making anymore sales." he sighs, crossing his arms as he leaned into the small wooden chair, followed by with a creak. "what do you mean by that?" you raise an eyebrow at him. "all of this – " he raises the clear jar filled with money, shaking it lightly, "is probably because of my looks." he shrugs.

you raise your lip in digust, snatching the jar away from his grip, "nobody is thinking that." you roll your eyes — for the thousandth time that noon, placing the jar back down semi – dramatically – aggressively.

"don't worry, if i saw you here, i'd think you're the most beautiful girl ever." he places an arm around your neck, bringing you into his side – practically falling off your own chair, while the side of your face was plastered onto his shoulder. "not only that, i would fill up this jar everyday because of how cute you are." he finishes off. but before you could even reply, he brings you into a tighter grip, now being completely shoved into the crook of his neck and his chest, as he placed his cheek onto the side of your head, shaking you aggressively.

"keonho!" you whine out, trying to push out of his grip but no success was made as he only brought out his other arm, forming into a true hug. "this is so fucking embarrassing." you whisper out, shutting your eyes in the process. "i think what's embarrassing is you running a lemaonde stand." he teases purely, stopping the shaking as he leaned down to plant a kiss onto your cheek.

ew, you not so forcefully get out of his grip, wiping the kiss away off your cheek. you leaned back, expecting him to attack you even more with kisses or just pure cuteness aggression but instead he just stared at you with a big smile — a smile that led to creases into his eyes.

"you just let the whole public see that monstrosity, i hope you know that." you semi – pout, pushing his forehead back with a finger. 

"good because i'm tired of this lemonade idea." he starts, "well honestly, i just thought it was really cute watching you take this serious like a real job." he puckers his lips towards you – almost more so like a dramatic pout.

you lightly smack his lips, laughing, "i'm not giving you a kiss."

"are you angry at me?" he forms his lips into a real pout, bringing an arm around your waist this time, pushing his chair closer to you. "i'm not making fun of your lemonade stand." he leans in closer to your face, blocking your view from the public. you almost believed he was being considerate of your feelings, "i know. keonho." you turn to look away from him. "right. i'm making fun of you." he cracks out another smile, grabbing your chin to face him.

you let out a distress groan, "i'm starting to regret everything." you pout, staring at him like there was real emotion being seaped out within you. "i'm sorry, i just love teasing you." he rubs his thumb across your pout, "hope you know that pout isn't going to stop me though."

ness ˎˊ˗ guys i got inspired by lemonade by aespa. if you haven't streamed it OR listened to it in general, please do so. love you & have a lemonadey summer 💛

© yuesning — all rights reserved. DO NOT translate, copy, or transfer my works to other sites. this is my only writing blog.

TAGLIST: @j-jinxee , @hiitzstar , @lovelynyah , @nataliasdiary , @meiisamotherbitch , @eomsean , @riyuukii , @samlovesfood0 , @myplanetdidi , @dearlyhyeon , @stayville-citizen , @realseanshady , @lcvehyeon , @j4eyxn , @08rtin , @nathalhonaa , @beatbymarzz , @wonheesyana , @unredact3d , @louis4sho , @adoure , @kieangelic , @sadisticnecrophiliac , @red--roses

[yuesning]

🍋 ˎˊ˗ LEMONADE ! ᠀୧ AHN KEONHO ───── synopsis : keonho can't help at the fact that you're trying to take running a lemonade stand serious so he teases you constantly the whole time.

masterlist 𖥨᩠ׄ݁ keonho x f!reader — established relationship, constant teasing, teenagers being teenagers, fluff (cuteness aggression), teenage love, one swear word, peck on the cheek, drabble

are we seriously running a lemonade stand? keonho smirks as he pinches your forearm. you winche at the sudden touch, slapping his hand off of you, which only makes keonho giggle more. "yes we are." you mutter, "my mom said im broke." you crack out a slight smile, beginning to scratch at the nape of your neck.

keonho whined in annoyance, "when have you ever needed money anyways? i buy you everything." he leans closer, obvious tease written all over his face, words, and actions. you roll your eyes, "for when we break up." you lean away from him, side eyeing in the mean time.

he pushes himself back at your remark, letting out a shock gasp, "what did you just say?" he questions. it was your turn to smirk, leaning closer to him this time, "i'll use this money for when we break up." you smile teasingly.

he flicks your forehead, giggling, "well looks like you're going nowhere in life – whatever you forced me to do, isn't going to get you anywhere." he shakes his head, looking over at the set up; a old small wooden table from your childhood, the basket filled with 'decorative' real lemons that he complained to you about, the huge jug of homemade lemonade, and the two complete stacks of plastic cups. the sign that was glued to the stick next to you; clearly not traced nor practiced, no color, filled in with sharpie, with a side of few lemon stickers next to it.

thanks to keonho, you were in for a ride.

"keonho, whenever someone walks by, you have to scream lemonade, lemonade!" you nudge his arm, plotting your chin against the palms of your hands, sighing as you watch groups of families walk past.

he laughs, "you're acting like we had nobody come up to us." he rolled his eyes playfully, "but i am not doing that. this and that suggestion is dumb." you turn to look at him, glaring with a deadpan, "call my lemonade stand stupid again and see what's going to happen."

he whistles with the biggest smile plastered on his face, "woah. i did not call your lemonade stand stupid." you plant your palms on the wooden table, glaring still intense as before, "you're basically nick picking me for running a lemonade stand." you whine out, almost like a yell but as low so nobody could hear you.

he let out a ray of giggles — although that's what he's been doing this whole time, "it's just funny and maybe cute." he reaches out a hand to place your hair behind your ear but before he could do so, it get smacked away, "don't even try to flirt with me right now." you turn back to face the public, visibly annoyed with the situation. "let's not get too feisty here, otherwise this jar isn't going to fill up."

"keonho stop annoying me before i fire you."

"if you fire me you won't be making anymore sales." he sighs, crossing his arms as he leaned into the small wooden chair, followed by with a creak. "what do you mean by that?" you raise an eyebrow at him. "all of this – " he raises the clear jar filled with money, shaking it lightly, "is probably because of my looks." he shrugs.

you raise your lip in digust, snatching the jar away from his grip, "nobody is thinking that." you roll your eyes — for the thousandth time that noon, placing the jar back down semi – dramatically – aggressively.

"don't worry, if i saw you here, i'd think you're the most beautiful girl ever." he places an arm around your neck, bringing you into his side – practically falling off your own chair, while the side of your face was plastered onto his shoulder. "not only that, i would fill up this jar everyday because of how cute you are." he finishes off. but before you could even reply, he brings you into a tighter grip, now being completely shoved into the crook of his neck and his chest, as he placed his cheek onto the side of your head, shaking you aggressively.

"keonho!" you whine out, trying to push out of his grip but no success was made as he only brought out his other arm, forming into a true hug. "this is so fucking embarrassing." you whisper out, shutting your eyes in the process. "i think what's embarrassing is you running a lemaonde stand." he teases purely, stopping the shaking as he leaned down to plant a kiss onto your cheek.

ew, you not so forcefully get out of his grip, wiping the kiss away off your cheek. you leaned back, expecting him to attack you even more with kisses or just pure cuteness aggression but instead he just stared at you with a big smile — a smile that led to creases into his eyes.

"you just let the whole public see that monstrosity, i hope you know that." you semi – pout, pushing his forehead back with a finger. 

"good because i'm tired of this lemonade idea." he starts, "well honestly, i just thought it was really cute watching you take this serious like a real job." he puckers his lips towards you – almost more so like a dramatic pout.

you lightly smack his lips, laughing, "i'm not giving you a kiss."

"are you angry at me?" he forms his lips into a real pout, bringing an arm around your waist this time, pushing his chair closer to you. "i'm not making fun of your lemonade stand." he leans in closer to your face, blocking your view from the public. you almost believed he was being considerate of your feelings, "i know. keonho." you turn to look away from him. "right. i'm making fun of you." he cracks out another smile, grabbing your chin to face him.

you let out a distress groan, "i'm starting to regret everything." you pout, staring at him like there was real emotion being seaped out within you. "i'm sorry, i just love teasing you." he rubs his thumb across your pout, "hope you know that pout isn't going to stop me though."

ness ˎˊ˗ guys i got inspired by lemonade by aespa. if you haven't streamed it OR listened to it in general, please do so. love you & have a lemonadey summer 💛

© yuesning — all rights reserved. DO NOT translate, copy, or transfer my works to other sites. this is my only writing blog.

TAGLIST: @j-jinxee , @hiitzstar , @lovelynyah , @nataliasdiary , @meiisamotherbitch , @eomsean , @riyuukii , @samlovesfood0 , @myplanetdidi , @dearlyhyeon , @stayville-citizen , @realseanshady , @lcvehyeon , @j4eyxn , @08rtin , @nathalhonaa , @beatbymarzz , @wonheesyana , @unredact3d , @louis4sho , @adoure , @kieangelic , @sadisticnecrophiliac , @red--roses

[yuesning]

one of my fav writers i swearrrr

awww thank you so much 🥹

[yuesning]

#GIRLFRIEND TIME ᠀୧ KIM JUHOON ───── synopsis : waking up in the morning in general is tough enough – but how about waking up with a clingy boyfriend in the morning?

masterlist 𖥨᩠ׄ݁ juhoon x f!reader — fluff, clingy!juhoon, established relationship, skinship / cuddling, peck on the cheek, short drabble

you already knew your morning was going to be hard when you felt the hand on the hem of your shirt being held tighter just by one shift of your body. coming alongside with a hum, and a sharp sting in the crook of your neck from a face being pushed deeper into it.

"juhoon –" you whine out, bringing your free hand to try to shove his head away from your neck. "my neck hurts so bad," you mutter.

you stared off at the wall in front of you, waiting for a response or a simple shift of movement. but of course – no reply nor did the sting in your neck fade away.

you let out a deeply, intended, frustrated sigh, bringing up your foot to his leg, trying to push him off of you instead. but his weight on you was too heavy for you to do so.

"juhoon, i'm going to seriously –" you started off, but stopped when the weight on your neck went free. you turned your head towards him; catching him fresh off a daze, blinking harshly to the sunlight invading the room. his hair was frizzy, messy, in all sorts of directions, eyes narrowed, lips freshly pouted — presenting a good nights rest and the beginning of the most stressful moment of your life.

you continued to stare at him, cracking a slight smile, "goodmorning juju." you placed a hand on his shoulder, trying to push him off of you, as you began to raise your body up from the mattres, in hopes he'd get your message. but no, instead he placed himself right flat on top of you. if you thought a leg over you was a lot, here's more.

"you don't ever shut up do you?" he mumbled tiredly into your chest. "why are you so clingy in the morning?" you groaned, complaining, but the fingers that ran through his semi – tangled hair screamed the opposites of your words.

he hummed, "why are you so annoying in the morning?" he opened an eye, looking up at you. he then shook his head, shoving himself back into your chest, "it's girlfriend time."

"more like, it's wake up time.." you playfully rolled your eyes, "come on. let's go." you tapped his cheek hurriedly, trying to push your body off the mattress once again, but he doesn't get your memo. "i don't know why you think you can easily slip away from me."

you felt him smile into your chest, shoving his face impossibly deeper into it, as his one of his hands let go of your waist, finding its way up to your free hand. he let it stay there for a second, tracing your fingers, eventually intertwining his own with yours.

you groaned annoyingly once more at his tatic, "you're lucky you're cute." you admitted, "but we seriously need to get up."

he raised his head off of your chest, resting his chin on it instead, a smirk plastered onto his face, "five more minutes," he moved closer to your face, placing a weak kiss onto your cheek, before placing his head onto your shoulder now.

you tried to wiggle your fingers out of his grip – but they gripped tighter. you tried to unscramble your legs from his – instead they just found its way back to his, you tried to push yourself onto your side – but his hold on you only got stronger with each try.

you couldn't help but let out a lip trill in annoyance, becoming now defeated with everything you've done.

"juhoon, if you let me go, i'll buy you..." you trail off, starting to think – but mainly in hope to get his attention with your hook. though no action was made. "juhoon..." you mumble.

"whatever you say is not fooling me, let me stay where i am." he rushes out, shoving his face deeper into your neck just like where he was originally — the spot where this all starterd.

the only thing you could do is stare up at the ceiling, drunk out of mind, blinking blankly as the ac raised volumes in the now quiet room. no more complaints, no more shifts of the covers – just pain and suffering that you have to indulge in for about three hours straight.

"i'll give you a kiss if you stop making me suffer."

"this is the equivalent to a kiss in my books."

ness ˎˊ˗ i'm currently in the midst of writing drabbles because i'm working on a long ass keonho fic *spoiler*

TAGLIST: @eohyeons , @lovhyeon , @j-jinxee , @hiitzstar , @lovelynyah , @nataliasdiary , @meiisamotherbitch , @eomsean , @riyuukii , @samlovesfood0 , @myplanetdidi , @dearlyhyeon , @stayville-citizen , @realseanshady , @lcvehyeon , @j4eyxn , @08rtin , @nathalhonaa , @beatbymarzz , @wonheesyana , @unredact3d , @louis4sho , @adoure , @kieangelic , @sadisticnecrophiliac

[yuesning]

SPEAKING of reaching 1k likes on my seonghyeon post... wow, you guys are truely amazing 💕 i mean it from the bottom of my heart, thank you guys so much :)

[yuesning]

STOP MOVING ! ᠀୧ EOM SEONGHYEON ───── synopsis : your boyfriend ends up finding himself trying to braid your hair but he doesn't even know what he's doing himself.

masterlist 𖥨᩠ׄ݁ seonghyeon x f!reader ───── fluff, teenage love, hugging, usuage of babe, drabble

"seonghyeon, do you even know what you're doing?" you questioned, looking at him through the mirror in front of you — pure confusion drawn onto his face as he looked between the two sections of hair held in between his fingers. "i do, but at the same time i don't." he muttered out, twisting the two strands of hair around each other, as an attempt of his braiding skills.

you chuckled, "you need three sections not two, babe.."

oh, he dropped down the hair strands completely, picking up the brush that sat onto your vanity to brush the section — a little too harsh. "dude, why do you always have to brush it so hard?" you hissed, a reflex of bringing up a hand to the part, trying to push your head away from his brushing.

"stop moving!" he whined, grabbing your head with both of his hands to straighten your posture back to normal. you turned to look at him, eyes piercing with stern, "you're ripping my hair out seonghyeon. look at that brush." you looked in between the brush he held and his semi - annoyed expression. "this hair was here before, now turn around and stop moving for real! you asked for this."

you rolled your eyes, softly slamming your back down to the back of the chair, dramatically feigning annoyance now as you started at him through the mirror once more.

he picked up the same uneven, messy section, now parting it into three parts — one too big, one small, and one that probably fits in between the two.

he stared at the three strands in between his fingers, "how do i do this again?" he mumbled out awkwardly. you groan, "didn't you say you knew how to braid hair?"

"i did. but i just said it to impress you, not to actually be braiding it for you." he rushed out, crossing each piece one by one, almost perfectly but still messily.

"aw, that was one of the reasons why i wanted to date you." you faked cried pouted, mainly to get his reaction. he stopped his movements for a brief moment to stare at you in the mirror. he shook his head with a slight smirk, as he turned back to braiding your hair. "you can't say stuff like that."

"don't you know how to braid hair?" he added, as it was his turn to question you on the skill. you smiled, "of course i do."

"then why do you have me doing this. i don't even know what im doing for real." he complained, yet he still continued his movements, guiding each strand one by one, his lack of confidence never stopped him.

he stood there with focus; eyebrows furrowed, eyes narrowed as he maintained his stability on twisting the hair to form a braid — even when you blurted out a hiss from a tug of your hair, he didn't shift a muscle, unless it was you simply getting comfortable in the chair.

"babe, i told you to stop moving." he mumbled lowly, his fingers gripping onto your hair tightly as you moved your leg down from the criss cross position you sat in prior. "i was trying to get comfortable. you've been here for like an hour working on the same section."

"well maybe if you stopped moving i would've been done the hour ago." he rolled his eyes, "but don't worry, i'm basically done." he leaned over your shoulder to grab a hair - tie from your drawer, now tying it around the newly finished braid. finally.

"look!" he picked up the braid, showing you through the mirror, feeling accomplished with his own work. you saw the bright smile he had, the smile you haven't seen in what felt like in forever because of his constant remarks of your movements annoying him every second.

you let out a smile of your own, eyes creasing — mixed with laughter of the attempt but also feeling adoration. "seonghyeon, you missed the whole bottom part of the braid." you grabbed the braid from his grip, now looking at it fully with your eyes instead of through the mirror, inspecting it as you ran your fingers through the loose hair ends that weren't formed into the braid.

after a moment of silence, you looked up at him, the same smile still new plastered onto his lips. you raised an eyebrow, "did you hear me?"

"i did and i don't care because you look very cute right now." he wrapped his arms around your neck, pulling you into a tight hug — it was meant to be cute but it was painful for your neck as you remained seated.

"my neck!" you faked cried, but yet you still hugged him back. he tugged you up from the chair, still holding you tightly as ever into his grip.

"hyeon, i still have the whole other side of my head left." you mumbled in his grip, words barely coherent as your face was shoved into his neck.

"that can be for tomorrow. you should be lucky enough to have a boyfriend that can do such good braids on his girlfriend."

© yuesning — all rights reserved. DO NOT translate, copy, or transfer my works to other sites. this is my only writing blog.

TAGLIST: @eohyeons , @lovhyeon , @j-jinxee , @hiitzstar , @lovelynyah , @nataliasdiary , @meiisamotherbitch , @eomsean , @riyuukii , @samlovesfood0 , @myplanetdidi , @dearlyhyeon , @stayville-citizen , @realseanshady , @lcvehyeon , @j4eyxn , @08rtin , @nathalhonaa , @beatbymarzz , @wonheesyana , @unredact3d , @louis4sho

[yuesning]

you guys 1k likes 😭😭 i haven't had this since martin down bad era and im extremely grateful for you guys :) i love yall so much !!

[yuesning]

#GIRLFRIEND TIME ᠀୧ KIM JUHOON ───── synopsis : waking up in the morning in general is tough enough – but how about waking up with a clingy boyfriend in the morning?

masterlist 𖥨᩠ׄ݁ juhoon x f!reader — fluff, clingy!juhoon, established relationship, skinship / cuddling, peck on the cheek, short drabble

you already knew your morning was going to be hard when you felt the hand on the hem of your shirt being held tighter just by one shift of your body. coming alongside with a hum, and a sharp sting in the crook of your neck from a face being pushed deeper into it.

"juhoon –" you whine out, bringing your free hand to try to shove his head away from your neck. "my neck hurts so bad," you mutter.

you stared off at the wall in front of you, waiting for a response or a simple shift of movement. but of course – no reply nor did the sting in your neck fade away.

you let out a deeply, intended, frustrated sigh, bringing up your foot to his leg, trying to push him off of you instead. but his weight on you was too heavy for you to do so.

"juhoon, i'm going to seriously –" you started off, but stopped when the weight on your neck went free. you turned your head towards him; catching him fresh off a daze, blinking harshly to the sunlight invading the room. his hair was frizzy, messy, in all sorts of directions, eyes narrowed, lips freshly pouted — presenting a good nights rest and the beginning of the most stressful moment of your life.

you continued to stare at him, cracking a slight smile, "goodmorning juju." you placed a hand on his shoulder, trying to push him off of you, as you began to raise your body up from the mattres, in hopes he'd get your message. but no, instead he placed himself right flat on top of you. if you thought a leg over you was a lot, here's more.

"you don't ever shut up do you?" he mumbled tiredly into your chest. "why are you so clingy in the morning?" you groaned, complaining, but the fingers that ran through his semi – tangled hair screamed the opposites of your words.

he hummed, "why are you so annoying in the morning?" he opened an eye, looking up at you. he then shook his head, shoving himself back into your chest, "it's girlfriend time."

"more like, it's wake up time.." you playfully rolled your eyes, "come on. let's go." you tapped his cheek hurriedly, trying to push your body off the mattress once again, but he doesn't get your memo. "i don't know why you think you can easily slip away from me."

you felt him smile into your chest, shoving his face impossibly deeper into it, as his one of his hands let go of your waist, finding its way up to your free hand. he let it stay there for a second, tracing your fingers, eventually intertwining his own with yours.

you groaned annoyingly once more at his tatic, "you're lucky you're cute." you admitted, "but we seriously need to get up."

he raised his head off of your chest, resting his chin on it instead, a smirk plastered onto his face, "five more minutes," he moved closer to your face, placing a weak kiss onto your cheek, before placing his head onto your shoulder now.

you tried to wiggle your fingers out of his grip – but they gripped tighter. you tried to unscramble your legs from his – instead they just found its way back to his, you tried to push yourself onto your side – but his hold on you only got stronger with each try.

you couldn't help but let out a lip trill in annoyance, becoming now defeated with everything you've done.

"juhoon, if you let me go, i'll buy you..." you trail off, starting to think – but mainly in hope to get his attention with your hook. though no action was made. "juhoon..." you mumble.

"whatever you say is not fooling me, let me stay where i am." he rushes out, shoving his face deeper into your neck just like where he was originally — the spot where this all starterd.

the only thing you could do is stare up at the ceiling, drunk out of mind, blinking blankly as the ac raised volumes in the now quiet room. no more complaints, no more shifts of the covers – just pain and suffering that you have to indulge in for about three hours straight.

"i'll give you a kiss if you stop making me suffer."

"this is the equivalent to a kiss in my books."

ness ˎˊ˗ i'm currently in the midst of writing drabbles because i'm working on a long ass keonho fic *spoiler*

TAGLIST: @eohyeons , @lovhyeon , @j-jinxee , @hiitzstar , @lovelynyah , @nataliasdiary , @meiisamotherbitch , @eomsean , @riyuukii , @samlovesfood0 , @myplanetdidi , @dearlyhyeon , @stayville-citizen , @realseanshady , @lcvehyeon , @j4eyxn , @08rtin , @nathalhonaa , @beatbymarzz , @wonheesyana , @unredact3d , @louis4sho , @adoure , @kieangelic , @sadisticnecrophiliac

[yuesning]

i don't know if you remember, but we were talking like a month ago about aespa and how we're both MYs and now that the comeback is out i wanted to ask what you thought of it if you've listened to it yet! i swear i have no one to talk to about it....where are all the MYs at 💔

also congrats on 1k, that's so crazy and you deserve it sm!!

- @aerienchanted

HEYYY OFCCC i remember you !! my fellow MY... woo get ready for a ramble cause i don't play about my girls 😫

first of all, the whole album is AMAZING 10/10 album (maybe not really roll) roll is great it's just i cannot take the chorus serious knowing that it's sampled by a nursery rhyme that's engraved into my head.. but regardless it's pretty !! back to the album — i swear we needed vocalspa back and that's what they did this era.. they did what armageddon couldn't 😅

switchblade is the best song on that entire album, ty dolla signs verse was so nostalgic to listen to and the switch up was 🥰 !! i need that in clubs please !! but no fr its been on repeat since last night.

i also really loved i can't help myself. i claimed that song SINCE the highlight melody and it didn't fail me. also one of the best songs on that album. they suit rock concept vocals so much, we need more rock like that and not some camp rock type shit....

also speaking of their sounds, camouflage is not only giselles BEST suiting sound but the other girls fit it SO WELL !! i swear i never heard an pure aespa sound like that vibe ever and we need more of it (and the rock) ugh i just love my girls they never fail to impress me 😭😭

also lemonade is so whiplash coded, though my expectations were lowkey higher.. MYs that listened to album prior to the release stated that there were crazy vocals and a dance break and the song didn't give us that at all.. THOUGH it was an amazing track, i'd need more listens to it for it to top armageddon as the best aespa tt

tomorrow i'll be going to kpop nara and buying the albums at the event !! i'll show you who i got when i do :)

thank you so much !! i really appreciate you as aespa are my ults of ults so seeing another MY on here makes me just as happy as it makes you 💕

PLEASE let me know how you felt about it to o & who you pull since i remember you telling me you pre ordered (if you pull ning, im coming for you) it can be paragraphs on paragraphs and i won't mind. i can say so much more about it too but i saved you 😆

[yuesning]

hello my fellow babies, thank you so so much for 1000 !! it genuinely surprises me how far i've came along and how appreciative you guys are towards me, it truley means a lot to me !! i love you all, im grateful for all of you i'm sobbing. thank you for supporting me, i'll forever be there for all of you guys !! 💕💕

[yuesning]

#GIRLFRIEND TIME ᠀୧ KIM JUHOON ───── synopsis : waking up in the morning in general is tough enough – but how about waking up with a clingy boyfriend in the morning?

masterlist 𖥨᩠ׄ݁ juhoon x f!reader — fluff, clingy!juhoon, established relationship, skinship / cuddling, peck on the cheek, short drabble

you already knew your morning was going to be hard when you felt the hand on the hem of your shirt being held tighter just by one shift of your body. coming alongside with a hum, and a sharp sting in the crook of your neck from a face being pushed deeper into it.

"juhoon –" you whine out, bringing your free hand to try to shove his head away from your neck. "my neck hurts so bad," you mutter.

you stared off at the wall in front of you, waiting for a response or a simple shift of movement. but of course – no reply nor did the sting in your neck fade away.

you let out a deeply, intended, frustrated sigh, bringing up your foot to his leg, trying to push him off of you instead. but his weight on you was too heavy for you to do so.

"juhoon, i'm going to seriously –" you started off, but stopped when the weight on your neck went free. you turned your head towards him; catching him fresh off a daze, blinking harshly to the sunlight invading the room. his hair was frizzy, messy, in all sorts of directions, eyes narrowed, lips freshly pouted — presenting a good nights rest and the beginning of the most stressful moment of your life.

you continued to stare at him, cracking a slight smile, "goodmorning juju." you placed a hand on his shoulder, trying to push him off of you, as you began to raise your body up from the mattres, in hopes he'd get your message. but no, instead he placed himself right flat on top of you. if you thought a leg over you was a lot, here's more.

"you don't ever shut up do you?" he mumbled tiredly into your chest. "why are you so clingy in the morning?" you groaned, complaining, but the fingers that ran through his semi – tangled hair screamed the opposites of your words.

he hummed, "why are you so annoying in the morning?" he opened an eye, looking up at you. he then shook his head, shoving himself back into your chest, "it's girlfriend time."

"more like, it's wake up time.." you playfully rolled your eyes, "come on. let's go." you tapped his cheek hurriedly, trying to push your body off the mattress once again, but he doesn't get your memo. "i don't know why you think you can easily slip away from me."

you felt him smile into your chest, shoving his face impossibly deeper into it, as his one of his hands let go of your waist, finding its way up to your free hand. he let it stay there for a second, tracing your fingers, eventually intertwining his own with yours.

you groaned annoyingly once more at his tatic, "you're lucky you're cute." you admitted, "but we seriously need to get up."

he raised his head off of your chest, resting his chin on it instead, a smirk plastered onto his face, "five more minutes," he moved closer to your face, placing a weak kiss onto your cheek, before placing his head onto your shoulder now.

you tried to wiggle your fingers out of his grip – but they gripped tighter. you tried to unscramble your legs from his – instead they just found its way back to his, you tried to push yourself onto your side – but his hold on you only got stronger with each try.

you couldn't help but let out a lip trill in annoyance, becoming now defeated with everything you've done.

"juhoon, if you let me go, i'll buy you..." you trail off, starting to think – but mainly in hope to get his attention with your hook. though no action was made. "juhoon..." you mumble.

"whatever you say is not fooling me, let me stay where i am." he rushes out, shoving his face deeper into your neck just like where he was originally — the spot where this all starterd.

the only thing you could do is stare up at the ceiling, drunk out of mind, blinking blankly as the ac raised volumes in the now quiet room. no more complaints, no more shifts of the covers – just pain and suffering that you have to indulge in for about three hours straight.

"i'll give you a kiss if you stop making me suffer."

"this is the equivalent to a kiss in my books."

ness ˎˊ˗ i'm currently in the midst of writing drabbles because i'm working on a long ass keonho fic *spoiler*

TAGLIST: @eohyeons , @lovhyeon , @j-jinxee , @hiitzstar , @lovelynyah , @nataliasdiary , @meiisamotherbitch , @eomsean , @riyuukii , @samlovesfood0 , @myplanetdidi , @dearlyhyeon , @stayville-citizen , @realseanshady , @lcvehyeon , @j4eyxn , @08rtin , @nathalhonaa , @beatbymarzz , @wonheesyana , @unredact3d , @louis4sho , @adoure , @kieangelic , @sadisticnecrophiliac

[yuesning]

STOP MOVING ! ᠀୧ EOM SEONGHYEON ───── synopsis : your boyfriend ends up finding himself trying to braid your hair but he doesn't even know what he's doing himself.

masterlist 𖥨᩠ׄ݁ seonghyeon x f!reader ───── fluff, teenage love, hugging, usuage of babe, drabble

"seonghyeon, do you even know what you're doing?" you questioned, looking at him through the mirror in front of you — pure confusion drawn onto his face as he looked between the two sections of hair held in between his fingers. "i do, but at the same time i don't." he muttered out, twisting the two strands of hair around each other, as an attempt of his braiding skills.

you chuckled, "you need three sections not two, babe.."

oh, he dropped down the hair strands completely, picking up the brush that sat onto your vanity to brush the section — a little too harsh. "dude, why do you always have to brush it so hard?" you hissed, a reflex of bringing up a hand to the part, trying to push your head away from his brushing.

"stop moving!" he whined, grabbing your head with both of his hands to straighten your posture back to normal. you turned to look at him, eyes piercing with stern, "you're ripping my hair out seonghyeon. look at that brush." you looked in between the brush he held and his semi - annoyed expression. "this hair was here before, now turn around and stop moving for real! you asked for this."

you rolled your eyes, softly slamming your back down to the back of the chair, dramatically feigning annoyance now as you started at him through the mirror once more.

he picked up the same uneven, messy section, now parting it into three parts — one too big, one small, and one that probably fits in between the two.

he stared at the three strands in between his fingers, "how do i do this again?" he mumbled out awkwardly. you groan, "didn't you say you knew how to braid hair?"

"i did. but i just said it to impress you, not to actually be braiding it for you." he rushed out, crossing each piece one by one, almost perfectly but still messily.

"aw, that was one of the reasons why i wanted to date you." you faked cried pouted, mainly to get his reaction. he stopped his movements for a brief moment to stare at you in the mirror. he shook his head with a slight smirk, as he turned back to braiding your hair. "you can't say stuff like that."

"don't you know how to braid hair?" he added, as it was his turn to question you on the skill. you smiled, "of course i do."

"then why do you have me doing this. i don't even know what im doing for real." he complained, yet he still continued his movements, guiding each strand one by one, his lack of confidence never stopped him.

he stood there with focus; eyebrows furrowed, eyes narrowed as he maintained his stability on twisting the hair to form a braid — even when you blurted out a hiss from a tug of your hair, he didn't shift a muscle, unless it was you simply getting comfortable in the chair.

"babe, i told you to stop moving." he mumbled lowly, his fingers gripping onto your hair tightly as you moved your leg down from the criss cross position you sat in prior. "i was trying to get comfortable. you've been here for like an hour working on the same section."

"well maybe if you stopped moving i would've been done the hour ago." he rolled his eyes, "but don't worry, i'm basically done." he leaned over your shoulder to grab a hair - tie from your drawer, now tying it around the newly finished braid. finally.

"look!" he picked up the braid, showing you through the mirror, feeling accomplished with his own work. you saw the bright smile he had, the smile you haven't seen in what felt like in forever because of his constant remarks of your movements annoying him every second.

you let out a smile of your own, eyes creasing — mixed with laughter of the attempt but also feeling adoration. "seonghyeon, you missed the whole bottom part of the braid." you grabbed the braid from his grip, now looking at it fully with your eyes instead of through the mirror, inspecting it as you ran your fingers through the loose hair ends that weren't formed into the braid.

after a moment of silence, you looked up at him, the same smile still new plastered onto his lips. you raised an eyebrow, "did you hear me?"

"i did and i don't care because you look very cute right now." he wrapped his arms around your neck, pulling you into a tight hug — it was meant to be cute but it was painful for your neck as you remained seated.

"my neck!" you faked cried, but yet you still hugged him back. he tugged you up from the chair, still holding you tightly as ever into his grip.

"hyeon, i still have the whole other side of my head left." you mumbled in his grip, words barely coherent as your face was shoved into his neck.

"that can be for tomorrow. you should be lucky enough to have a boyfriend that can do such good braids on his girlfriend."

© yuesning — all rights reserved. DO NOT translate, copy, or transfer my works to other sites. this is my only writing blog.

TAGLIST: @eohyeons , @lovhyeon , @j-jinxee , @hiitzstar , @lovelynyah , @nataliasdiary , @meiisamotherbitch , @eomsean , @riyuukii , @samlovesfood0 , @myplanetdidi , @dearlyhyeon , @stayville-citizen , @realseanshady , @lcvehyeon , @j4eyxn , @08rtin , @nathalhonaa , @beatbymarzz , @wonheesyana , @unredact3d , @louis4sho

[yuesning]

#GIRLFRIEND TIME ᠀୧ KIM JUHOON ───── synopsis : waking up in the morning in general is tough enough – but how about waking up with a clingy boyfriend in the morning?

masterlist 𖥨᩠ׄ݁ juhoon x f!reader — fluff, clingy!juhoon, established relationship, skinship / cuddling, peck on the cheek, short drabble

you already knew your morning was going to be hard when you felt the hand on the hem of your shirt being held tighter just by one shift of your body. coming alongside with a hum, and a sharp sting in the crook of your neck from a face being pushed deeper into it.

"juhoon –" you whine out, bringing your free hand to try to shove his head away from your neck. "my neck hurts so bad," you mutter.

you stared off at the wall in front of you, waiting for a response or a simple shift of movement. but of course – no reply nor did the sting in your neck fade away.

you let out a deeply, intended, frustrated sigh, bringing up your foot to his leg, trying to push him off of you instead. but his weight on you was too heavy for you to do so.

"juhoon, i'm going to seriously –" you started off, but stopped when the weight on your neck went free. you turned your head towards him; catching him fresh off a daze, blinking harshly to the sunlight invading the room. his hair was frizzy, messy, in all sorts of directions, eyes narrowed, lips freshly pouted — presenting a good nights rest and the beginning of the most stressful moment of your life.

you continued to stare at him, cracking a slight smile, "goodmorning juju." you placed a hand on his shoulder, trying to push him off of you, as you began to raise your body up from the mattres, in hopes he'd get your message. but no, instead he placed himself right flat on top of you. if you thought a leg over you was a lot, here's more.

"you don't ever shut up do you?" he mumbled tiredly into your chest. "why are you so clingy in the morning?" you groaned, complaining, but the fingers that ran through his semi – tangled hair screamed the opposites of your words.

he hummed, "why are you so annoying in the morning?" he opened an eye, looking up at you. he then shook his head, shoving himself back into your chest, "it's girlfriend time."

"more like, it's wake up time.." you playfully rolled your eyes, "come on. let's go." you tapped his cheek hurriedly, trying to push your body off the mattress once again, but he doesn't get your memo. "i don't know why you think you can easily slip away from me."

you felt him smile into your chest, shoving his face impossibly deeper into it, as his one of his hands let go of your waist, finding its way up to your free hand. he let it stay there for a second, tracing your fingers, eventually intertwining his own with yours.

you groaned annoyingly once more at his tatic, "you're lucky you're cute." you admitted, "but we seriously need to get up."

he raised his head off of your chest, resting his chin on it instead, a smirk plastered onto his face, "five more minutes," he moved closer to your face, placing a weak kiss onto your cheek, before placing his head onto your shoulder now.

you tried to wiggle your fingers out of his grip – but they gripped tighter. you tried to unscramble your legs from his – instead they just found its way back to his, you tried to push yourself onto your side – but his hold on you only got stronger with each try.

you couldn't help but let out a lip trill in annoyance, becoming now defeated with everything you've done.

"juhoon, if you let me go, i'll buy you..." you trail off, starting to think – but mainly in hope to get his attention with your hook. though no action was made. "juhoon..." you mumble.

"whatever you say is not fooling me, let me stay where i am." he rushes out, shoving his face deeper into your neck just like where he was originally — the spot where this all starterd.

the only thing you could do is stare up at the ceiling, drunk out of mind, blinking blankly as the ac raised volumes in the now quiet room. no more complaints, no more shifts of the covers – just pain and suffering that you have to indulge in for about three hours straight.

"i'll give you a kiss if you stop making me suffer."

"this is the equivalent to a kiss in my books."

ness ˎˊ˗ i'm currently in the midst of writing drabbles because i'm working on a long ass keonho fic *spoiler*

TAGLIST: @eohyeons , @lovhyeon , @j-jinxee , @hiitzstar , @lovelynyah , @nataliasdiary , @meiisamotherbitch , @eomsean , @riyuukii , @samlovesfood0 , @myplanetdidi , @dearlyhyeon , @stayville-citizen , @realseanshady , @lcvehyeon , @j4eyxn , @08rtin , @nathalhonaa , @beatbymarzz , @wonheesyana , @unredact3d , @louis4sho , @adoure , @kieangelic , @sadisticnecrophiliac

[yuesning]

#GIRLFRIEND TIME ᠀୧ KIM JUHOON ───── synopsis : waking up in the morning in general is tough enough – but how about waking up with a clingy boyfriend in the morning?

masterlist 𖥨᩠ׄ݁ juhoon x f!reader — fluff, clingy!juhoon, established relationship, skinship / cuddling, peck on the cheek, short drabble

you already knew your morning was going to be hard when you felt the hand on the hem of your shirt being held tighter just by one shift of your body. coming alongside with a hum, and a sharp sting in the crook of your neck from a face being pushed deeper into it.

"juhoon –" you whine out, bringing your free hand to try to shove his head away from your neck. "my neck hurts so bad," you mutter.

you stared off at the wall in front of you, waiting for a response or a simple shift of movement. but of course – no reply nor did the sting in your neck fade away.

you let out a deeply, intended, frustrated sigh, bringing up your foot to his leg, trying to push him off of you instead. but his weight on you was too heavy for you to do so.

"juhoon, i'm going to seriously –" you started off, but stopped when the weight on your neck went free. you turned your head towards him; catching him fresh off a daze, blinking harshly to the sunlight invading the room. his hair was frizzy, messy, in all sorts of directions, eyes narrowed, lips freshly pouted — presenting a good nights rest and the beginning of the most stressful moment of your life.

you continued to stare at him, cracking a slight smile, "goodmorning juju." you placed a hand on his shoulder, trying to push him off of you, as you began to raise your body up from the mattres, in hopes he'd get your message. but no, instead he placed himself right flat on top of you. if you thought a leg over you was a lot, here's more.

"you don't ever shut up do you?" he mumbled tiredly into your chest. "why are you so clingy in the morning?" you groaned, complaining, but the fingers that ran through his semi – tangled hair screamed the opposites of your words.

he hummed, "why are you so annoying in the morning?" he opened an eye, looking up at you. he then shook his head, shoving himself back into your chest, "it's girlfriend time."

"more like, it's wake up time.." you playfully rolled your eyes, "come on. let's go." you tapped his cheek hurriedly, trying to push your body off the mattress once again, but he doesn't get your memo. "i don't know why you think you can easily slip away from me."

you felt him smile into your chest, shoving his face impossibly deeper into it, as his one of his hands let go of your waist, finding its way up to your free hand. he let it stay there for a second, tracing your fingers, eventually intertwining his own with yours.

you groaned annoyingly once more at his tatic, "you're lucky you're cute." you admitted, "but we seriously need to get up."

he raised his head off of your chest, resting his chin on it instead, a smirk plastered onto his face, "five more minutes," he moved closer to your face, placing a weak kiss onto your cheek, before placing his head onto your shoulder now.

you tried to wiggle your fingers out of his grip – but they gripped tighter. you tried to unscramble your legs from his – instead they just found its way back to his, you tried to push yourself onto your side – but his hold on you only got stronger with each try.

you couldn't help but let out a lip trill in annoyance, becoming now defeated with everything you've done.

"juhoon, if you let me go, i'll buy you..." you trail off, starting to think – but mainly in hope to get his attention with your hook. though no action was made. "juhoon..." you mumble.

"whatever you say is not fooling me, let me stay where i am." he rushes out, shoving his face deeper into your neck just like where he was originally — the spot where this all starterd.

the only thing you could do is stare up at the ceiling, drunk out of mind, blinking blankly as the ac raised volumes in the now quiet room. no more complaints, no more shifts of the covers – just pain and suffering that you have to indulge in for about three hours straight.

"i'll give you a kiss if you stop making me suffer."

"this is the equivalent to a kiss in my books."

ness ˎˊ˗ i'm currently in the midst of writing drabbles because i'm working on a long ass keonho fic *spoiler*

TAGLIST: @eohyeons , @lovhyeon , @j-jinxee , @hiitzstar , @lovelynyah , @nataliasdiary , @meiisamotherbitch , @eomsean , @riyuukii , @samlovesfood0 , @myplanetdidi , @dearlyhyeon , @stayville-citizen , @realseanshady , @lcvehyeon , @j4eyxn , @08rtin , @nathalhonaa , @beatbymarzz , @wonheesyana , @unredact3d , @louis4sho , @adoure , @kieangelic , @sadisticnecrophiliac

[yuesning]

#GIRLFRIEND TIME ᠀୧ KIM JUHOON ───── synopsis : waking up in the morning in general is tough enough – but how about waking up with a clingy boyfriend in the morning?

masterlist 𖥨᩠ׄ݁ juhoon x f!reader — fluff, clingy!juhoon, established relationship, skinship / cuddling, peck on the cheek, short drabble

you already knew your morning was going to be hard when you felt the hand on the hem of your shirt being held tighter just by one shift of your body. coming alongside with a hum, and a sharp sting in the crook of your neck from a face being pushed deeper into it.

"juhoon –" you whine out, bringing your free hand to try to shove his head away from your neck. "my neck hurts so bad," you mutter.

you stared off at the wall in front of you, waiting for a response or a simple shift of movement. but of course – no reply nor did the sting in your neck fade away.

you let out a deeply, intended, frustrated sigh, bringing up your foot to his leg, trying to push him off of you instead. but his weight on you was too heavy for you to do so.

"juhoon, i'm going to seriously –" you started off, but stopped when the weight on your neck went free. you turned your head towards him; catching him fresh off a daze, blinking harshly to the sunlight invading the room. his hair was frizzy, messy, in all sorts of directions, eyes narrowed, lips freshly pouted — presenting a good nights rest and the beginning of the most stressful moment of your life.

you continued to stare at him, cracking a slight smile, "goodmorning juju." you placed a hand on his shoulder, trying to push him off of you, as you began to raise your body up from the mattres, in hopes he'd get your message. but no, instead he placed himself right flat on top of you. if you thought a leg over you was a lot, here's more.

"you don't ever shut up do you?" he mumbled tiredly into your chest. "why are you so clingy in the morning?" you groaned, complaining, but the fingers that ran through his semi – tangled hair screamed the opposites of your words.

he hummed, "why are you so annoying in the morning?" he opened an eye, looking up at you. he then shook his head, shoving himself back into your chest, "it's girlfriend time."

"more like, it's wake up time.." you playfully rolled your eyes, "come on. let's go." you tapped his cheek hurriedly, trying to push your body off the mattress once again, but he doesn't get your memo. "i don't know why you think you can easily slip away from me."

you felt him smile into your chest, shoving his face impossibly deeper into it, as his one of his hands let go of your waist, finding its way up to your free hand. he let it stay there for a second, tracing your fingers, eventually intertwining his own with yours.

you groaned annoyingly once more at his tatic, "you're lucky you're cute." you admitted, "but we seriously need to get up."

he raised his head off of your chest, resting his chin on it instead, a smirk plastered onto his face, "five more minutes," he moved closer to your face, placing a weak kiss onto your cheek, before placing his head onto your shoulder now.

you tried to wiggle your fingers out of his grip – but they gripped tighter. you tried to unscramble your legs from his – instead they just found its way back to his, you tried to push yourself onto your side – but his hold on you only got stronger with each try.

you couldn't help but let out a lip trill in annoyance, becoming now defeated with everything you've done.

"juhoon, if you let me go, i'll buy you..." you trail off, starting to think – but mainly in hope to get his attention with your hook. though no action was made. "juhoon..." you mumble.

"whatever you say is not fooling me, let me stay where i am." he rushes out, shoving his face deeper into your neck just like where he was originally — the spot where this all starterd.

the only thing you could do is stare up at the ceiling, drunk out of mind, blinking blankly as the ac raised volumes in the now quiet room. no more complaints, no more shifts of the covers – just pain and suffering that you have to indulge in for about three hours straight.

"i'll give you a kiss if you stop making me suffer."

"this is the equivalent to a kiss in my books."

ness ˎˊ˗ i'm currently in the midst of writing drabbles because i'm working on a long ass keonho fic *spoiler*

TAGLIST: @eohyeons , @lovhyeon , @j-jinxee , @hiitzstar , @lovelynyah , @nataliasdiary , @meiisamotherbitch , @eomsean , @riyuukii , @samlovesfood0 , @myplanetdidi , @dearlyhyeon , @stayville-citizen , @realseanshady , @lcvehyeon , @j4eyxn , @08rtin , @nathalhonaa , @beatbymarzz , @wonheesyana , @unredact3d , @louis4sho , @adoure , @kieangelic , @sadisticnecrophiliac

[yuesning]

Hi again lol! Can I be added to your Cortis and Lngshot taglists?

heyyaa, of course !! btw i saw your request & ill work on it soon but there is no set for it to be published, so i hope you sit tight for it whenever it does come out 🥹 :)