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β¦ εͺθ‘ε»»ζ¦ : JJK TEXTPOST . . . what happens when you text your bf that you saw someone they know on a dating app ! NOTES : almost finished the manga...... expect more jjk content soon if I actually manage to lock in.
π²ho ? kashimo : gojo : choso : yuta : yuuji : toji : sukuna β no tws : sfw
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representation seems to start and end at identities that are convenient and easy to grasp, so reading after god and seeing a character just like yourself not being treated like a freak for once has genuinely made me bawl several times now. I feel so seen. my beautiful aroace king.
what about whc headcanons/short separated scenarios with maybe how the boys would react when they get caught making out with the reader by someone else? :P (for example seongje getting caught by baekjin in baekjinβs office or something bhaha, iβm sure youβre gonna have good ideas yourself!) id just ask to preferably include seongje and beomseok (γ£α΄ΝΛ¬α΄Ν Ο) tysm!!
β WHC1&2οΈ±HEADCANONS
πΏ whc boys being caught making out with you.
characters go hyuntak, oh beomseok, geum seongje
cws none, gender neutral reader
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' we're all trapped in a maze of relationships '
πΏ GO HYUNTAK !
β hyuntak doesn't make out in spaces where the two of you could get caught. there's no issue with small kisses and holding hands, but anything that goes too far, he prefers to keep in his room. but even there, he isn't safe from the embarrassment of getting caught..
β―β―β―β―β―β―β―β―β― you were on top of hyuntak, his hands resting on your waist as he slid his tongue into your mouth, lips moving against each other.
he had asked you over with the excuse of studying together, although both of you knew that you wouldn't be able to keep your hands to yourself for long. it was always that way with him, after all, even when hyuntak tried his best to genuinely focus for once.
you moved your mouth to plant small kisses on his jawline, then down his neck before going up to his mouth again with a grin.
hyuntak mimicked your expression, a mischievous look in his eyes as he suddenly flipped you around, rolling on top of you before attaching his lips to yours again.
you laughed against him, arms wrapped around your boyfriend's neck as your hands found themselves in his hair, fingers gently scratching against his scalp as you kissed him.
there was a ring coming from the doorbell, but you both pointedly ignored the sound in favour of kissing, trusting his mother to open for whoever was standing down there.
you had both almost forgotten about the fact that someone could have entered the houseβ focus only on each otherβ until all of a sudden, hyuntak's door burst open.
hyuntak scrambled to get off of you the second he realised, staring at the intruder with swollen lips and messy hair that would have given away what you had been doing anyway, although it was rather obvious even without that.
"baku, you idiot!", hyuntak yelled as he took a pillow and threw it at his friend who was standing on front of you, who in return just swatted it away with a laugh.
"hi [name]", humin greeted you, taking the pillow from the floor and throwing it back at your boyfriend with twice the force hyuntak had thrown it with. this time it actually hit him.
it just made hyuntak more furious, who had already got up and started arguing with humin, trying to push him out of his room.
baku didn't seem to mind much, raising his hands in defeat as he stepped backwards, talking about how he would just text hyuntak later.
hyuntak closed the door behind him, sighing and turning back towards you once he was sure humin wouldn't come back.
you laughed at the annoyed look on his face, motioning for hyuntak to come back to you again, which he obeyed to without any complaints.
resting his head on your chest, he wrapped his arms around your body, quietly muttering about how much of an idiot humin was, before pressing his face against your body to stop himself from talking more and getting to worked up over it.
you brushed your fingers through strands of his hair as you watched his breathing slow down and his body relax into the touch, eventually closing his eyes after a while.
πΏ OH BEOMSEOK !
β beomseok is... rather shy about kissing anywhere where the two of you might get caught, but sometimes there was simply no time to go home first to make sure no one would interrupt. sometimes he just needed you close.
β―β―β―β―β―β―β―β―β― beomseok had been at the karaoke place with sieun and suho on a friday evening, but things had been off from the beginning.
not with the others. there was no issue with them, but rather with beomseok's mood today.
understatement, actually. he had been doing like shit for the entire week, and being with sieun and suho, while partly a relief, was simply too overwhelming to bare with right now.
that's why he had texted you.
just texted, not even with the intention of you dropping everything and coming to where he was, but you had done it regardless. had come for him, just because he wasn't feeling well. it's had brought a smile to his face, knowing how much you cared.
it's how the two of you had ended up just around the corner behind the vending machine.
it was rare for anyone to walk there, so it was quiet enough for beomseok to calm down, and also private enough for some kissing without having to fear getting interrupt.
you had your arms wrapped around his neck, back to the wall as beomseok's lips slowly moved against yours, not rushing at all. he wasn't eager to go back, and suho and sieun surely could manage without him for a while.
beomseok's arms were around your waist, holding you close to him, feeling the warmth of your body against his own.
it was relaxing. having you around, finally feeling at ease and like he didn't have to be on edge anymore. his worries were long forgotten when there were more important things to focus on.
well, that was until you did get interrupted.
it was a public space after all.
"beomseok, are you heβ oh!"
suho was standing in the hallway now, the awkwardness of the situation reflecting on his face as beomseok quickly pulled away from you, almost jumping to the other side of the hallway.
his hands were behind his back, fidgeting with his fingers as he stammered to explain himself, although no actual words came out of his mouth.
you greeted suho with an awkward wave, eyeing your boyfriend who had decided to give up on speaking in favour of dragging his hand down his flushed face, avoiding eye contact with suho especially.
suho waved back, biting his lip as he looked at beomseok, obviously just as much at a lack of words than the other was.
"uh, I'll just go back to sieun and... leave you two aloneβ", he eventually said, already turning away, before stopping and looking at beomseok again.
"take your time and just bring [name] with you once you're done", he added, before finally walking off and leaving the two of you alone again.
you let out a small laugh, before carefully stepping closer to beomseok, intertwining your fingers with his as you pulled him towards you.
you brushed a few strands of hair out of his face first before speaking up again, giving him the time to calm down.
"let's just... go back to them and hope suho doesn't bring it up again", you said with a grin.
beomseok nodded in return, face still red but a small smile spreading on his face as he pulled you into another short kiss.
πΏ GEUM SEONGJE !
β against common belief, seongje isn't necessarily fond of making out in public. he doesn't want anyone else to get to see you the way he does.
β―β―β―β―β―β―β―β―β― the two of you hadn't seen each other in a while. the fault of seongje's stupid involvement with the union had kept him too busy to make some time for you, so it was quite a relief to finally get to see him after a long week.
well, it was in na baekjin's office, which still meant that the union would get in the way again soon, but you took what you got if it meant getting to see your boyfriend.
seongje's lips had been on yours the moment you two had had some privacy, pulling you on top of his lap as he sat down on the sofa of baekjin's office.
he was just as desperate to be close as you were, hands roaming over your body as he nibbled on your lower lip. his tongue slid into your mouth, making you gasp in response.
you were grateful to finally have seongje for yourself, bathing in the sound of the small sounds he let out. you smiled against his lips as his hand slid underneath your shirt, rubbing your back and making you shudder at the contact.
you had known what you had gotten yourself into by dating himβ the violence he lived with and the danger of his involvement in all thisβ but you hadn't taken into account just how busy he could get. it was so frustrating sometimes, having to be satisfied with a few messages every few hours but nothing more.
you had simply missed him a lot.
it was easy to forget where the two of you were when you were together, but you were pulled out of the moment as the door opened, baekjin entering and simply staring at the two of you with a sigh.
you tried to get off seongje and sit down next to him, but he held you in place. his eyes followed baekjin who wordlessly sat down in his chair, taking out a few papers from a drawer as he got to work.
he did not bother granting you his attention, giving the two of you a few more minutes of time to yourself before he stole seongje away from you again.
it was surprisingly kind, although it didn't make the situation at hand less awkward.
seongje pulled you into another kiss, trusting that baekjin would not care enough anyway to look up and watch the two of you.
it was less heated than before, lips moving against yours in a gentle rhythm as his hand held the back of your head, holding you close.
it felt different with the knowledge that someone else was in the room, but you tried your best to ignore it in favour of focusing on your boyfriend.
baekjin cleared his throat after a few more minutes, your signal that it was time to stop and let seongje focus on 'more important' things again.
he finally let you get off him with an annoyed sigh, letting you lean against his shoulder as he turned towards baekjin to get to work.
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"come on, baby, put in some more effort", your boyfriend sneered, flashing his teeth as he grinned at you; showing no sign of him planning to help you anytime soon.
the smugness looked ridiculously handsome on his face, glasses having slid down to the tip of his nose long ago.
he looked equally as much of a mess as youβwhite hair tousled, buttons of his shirt carelessly having been ripped openβbut unlike you, he made sure not to let it show on his face.
instead, satoru seemed to find more enjoyment in watching you, the gaze of his eyes piercing through your body, making you feel even hotter as you moaned and cried on his cock, walls clenching around him.
desperation was written on your face as you tiredly bounced up and down on his large cock, hips moving in an agonising pace as you bit your lip in an attempt to stay quiet, not wanting to give him what he wanted to hear if he wouldn't at least put his hands on you and do something.
he was being an asshole and you both knew it, but satoru was buried so deep inside of you that you couldn't think clearly about it anyway. your brain couldn't form a single proper sentence, incoherent sounds of complaint falling from your lips alongside your whines and moans.
you had lost track of how long this had been going on for already; how many times you had been close to your orgasm, just for him to tell you you weren't allowed to come yet. just for him to be mean and deny you the pleasure of release.
his cock was drenched in your slick from how long you've been dripping all over it, and it should have made it easier to do this, for his thick cock to slide in and out of your pussy, but you were simply too drained for it to be of any help.
"tired already?", he asked, delivering a smack to your pussy as he spoke, laughing at the moan it got out of you.
"you were so confident earlier", he continued, fingers teasingly tracing over your hardened nipples, thumb rubbing over the sensitive skin before he pulled away again, the feeling of the loss of contact immediate.
he was nothing like the kind and caring person he usually was when the two of you were in bed. nothing like the shy and gentle boyfriend everyone at campus thought of him to be.
"please, 'toruβ!", you cried out, dripping on his cock, as your hands rested on his chest in an attempt to hold yourself up properly.
you didn't even look at his face anymore, head bowed down in shame as you focused on the sight of his chest in front of him, mouth watering at the thought of all the things he could and should be doing right now, rather than torturing you on his fat cock.
letting out another whine, you lightly punched his shoulder, incoherent babbling leaving your lips about how much of an ass he was for this, how mean and awful of a boyfriend he was for just letting you deal with your needs on your own.
"if you want it so badly, you better work for it", satoru huffed, having the audacity to look at you like he was blind to just how ruined you already were for him, "be good for me and maybe you'll be rewarded, hm?"
you nodded hastily at his words, a sob escaping from your lips as you attempted to continue moving, no longer able to keep up a steady pace but desperate to at least try if it meant he would let you come.
you knew that he was probably just saying it to see if you would obey or not, but you didn't even care anymore.
but maybe.. just maybe he would stop being such an asshole if you just tried hard enough. maybe he would be sweet and caring until you finally came, and then he could bully you as much as he wanted again. maybe he would eat you out until your legs would shake and you'd come all over his face, and then he would laugh at you from where he was buried between your legs, just to shove his tongue deep between your folds again.
or maybe he would fuck his thick cock deep into your mouth, shoving it down your throat and making you take all of him. he'd pull out and come all over your face aw he always did, face covered in the hot spurts of his seeds. you'd get on all fours if it meant he would finally fuck into you, instead of letting you do something he knew you weren't able to do.
satoru was just so mean, simply watching as you tried your best to bounce on his cock, movements filled with an exhaustion you felt throughout your whole body. you were sure you'd be out for the next three days to sleep this off if it wouldn't end anytime soon.
satoru would pay for this. maybe not today, but soon. you would make sure of it.
his eyes were fixed on where the two of you were connected, your glistening pussy stretching around his length in such a delicious way he had to tell himself to hold back for a little while longer. to listen to your whines and pleas for just a few more minutes as you tried to fuck yourself on his throbbing cock.
maybe it was arrogant and selfish, but he found more joy in it than he should. seeing how much you always struggled to take all of him; head thrown back and lips apart every time you lowered yourself onto him. the sight of you riding him was simply too good to not indulge in, and if he could drag it out a bit longer, then he would.
burying your head in the crook of his neck, you continued your pointless attempt of getting yourself to come, feeling the vibration of your boyfriend's mocking laughter against you.
"need some help?", he asked teasingly, earning him another hit to his chest and a choked sob, tears streaming down your face in frustration.
"of course I do, you asshole!", you shouted, to which your boyfriend only laughed again, bathing in the sound of your desperation.
his finger rubbed small circles into the skin of your hips as he grinned up at you, biting his lip before he spoke again.
"well, keep going a bit longer and maybe I'll see what I can do"
fratboy!gojo who's by far not what everyone on campus thinks he's like in bed. as much as he loves to claim it's different, there's no denying just how desperate he gets for you, so obedient just so you pay attention to him.
fratboy!gojo who likes having to beg for your touch, even if it takes everything in him to hold back. he will get on his knees if he has to; will do just about anything if it results in you allowing him inside of you.
fratboy!gojo who loves it when you ride him and take full control, dick buried deep inside of you as he tries to suppress his groans, head thrown back into the pillows in an attempt to somewhat keep his composure. deny him his orgasm as much as you want and he'll still enjoy it just as much. you being mean to him is what he's here for, after all.
fratboy!gojo whose image that he had tried to maintain at first has long since been replaced by a far more desperate version of himself, but still gets his ego hurt a bit whenever he lets out one of those embarrassing whimpers whenever your walls squeeze around him, milking him of everything he has to give.
fratboy!gojo who always begs to go another round and another round after that, stamina never running out when it comes to wanting to please you. he'll do whatever you want from him, as long as you keep going until both of you collapse.
β I like it when people write fratjo to be obedient and submissive while nerdjo is a massive freak lowk #needthat
no warnings aside from a kms joks in wooyoungs part : might be ooc since I haven't written for whc in so long but idgaf : I might post some more whc stuff soon but idk yet
