Obsessive | Kang Yeosang | Pt. 3

Obsessive | Kang Yeosang | pt. 3

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Pairing ➞ brothers best friend! Yeosang x (fem) reader

Summary ➞ You tried to pay no mind to your brother’s friends and their flirty antics, but it always confused you when only one of them seemed disinterested in you. Even though you’d never admit it, he intrigued you—to the point where when you kissed drunkenly at party, you wanted more. And you were going to get it.

Genre ➞ enemies to lovers au, friends with benefits, party au, college au, smut, fluff, slight angst

Series Warnings/tags ➞ 18+, sex, drug use (weed), oral sex (female receiving), unprotected sex, friends with benefits cycle, daddy issues, toxic friends, heavy drinking, lots of intimacy, yeosang is a meanie at first, San is a flirt, party, hookups, etc

Word Count ➞ 4.1k

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Taglist ➞ @atinywhore @ch0isa99ie @theaufanartist @wubbster @knucklesdeepmingi @yeosangsbiceps @hongshines @whatudowhennooneseesyou @fightinganimal

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You awoke in the warm embrace of a man who smelled a bit sweet like vanilla. You smiled as you felt his warm breath hit the crook of your neck, and you let out a yawn while his hair tickled your chin.

His arm held onto you by the waist, holding you tightly against his bare skin. Just as you were in bliss with the feeling of his skin on yours and the sound of birds chirping outside the window, your eyes widened as you put two and two together.

Frozen, you tilt your head slightly, and you come face to face with the beauty of Kang Yeosang. His cheeks were flushed, and his breath smelled sharply like alcohol. Your mouth dropped as his eyes peeked open, and to your surprise he got just as confused as you.

He shuffled away from you, totally forgetting that you were both naked. He covered his eyes when he accidently tore the blanket away from you. “Y/N?” He whispered out, peeking from behind his hands like a child. “Why are you….oh.”

As the realization dawned on both of you, you jumped out of the bed, completely vulnerable to the man you spent the night with. You imagined that his mind was plagued with scenes from the night before just like you were thinking, almost as if it was playing like a movie. You wished you were blackout drunk, but you were well too aware of every single detail, down to every angle of his body. You had to admit, it was nice to think about, especially since you've been subconsciously thinking about him any chance you got.

He stared at you now, eyes wide. He appreciated your body without words or praise, and you now know why you had a weak spot for him. His attention felt like it was forbidden. Kind of like an ache in your heart when you know you can't have something you so desperately need. You craved for more, even after you had every part of him.

It wasn't enough.

“Y/N, I…you are very distracting right now.” He gulped, his brown hair a mess on top of his head. You wanted to fix it, or at least have that excuse to run your hands through it one more time.

You gave up your dignity at this point. All that mattered is that he knew that you wanted more than just one time, even if it was a mistake. “Yeosang.” You hummed, staking a step closer to the bed. Your fingers gripped around the blanket he was holding to his chest. “You remember everything, right?” you whispered, your eyes slanted with mischief as you saw his hesitation.

He stared at you in the eye regardless of his bashfulness, and his lips turned up slightly. “What if I don't?” He asked, but just his reaction to you gripping onto the only thing that covered him up, you knew for a fact he was thinking vividly.

With a slight tug, you pulled the covers back, but not fully. He gasped, but maintained his confidence while you smirked down at him. His eyes were sleepy and his nose was slightly pink, and you leaned over to kiss it. “I’ll make you remember.” you smiled, and then kissed his cheek. You felt him smile then, but he covered it up quickly when he heard a door slam.

“Come here.” He pulled you with strength until you toppled on top of him, and he covered you with the blanket so you were completely hidden. His expression was worrisome, and for good reason. “Be quiet, someone is here.” He hushed you when you made a slight noise, and you weren't gonna lie, that was a bit too attractive for your liking.

He wrapped his arms around you and made himself look like he was just lounging, and you nearly shivered at the feeling of his soft skin against yours. His heart was beating fast and his fingers were wrapped tightly around you, and you couldn't help but think about what else he could do with his hands—

“Yeo, are you up?” Mingi came in then, startling both you and Yeosang. You slid your hands up his torso then, making his breath get caught in his throat. “Have you seen my sister? She’s not answering her phone and she’s not at her apartment.”

“I’m sure she's fine. She’s pretty capable.” Yeosang muttered groggily, holding his breath as you felt up his body. This was entertaining.

You heard Mingi sigh, and you were sure it was obvious that you were under the lumpy covers. “Yeah, but what if she ended up sleeping with some shitty guy?”

Yeosang nearly coughed in shock from Mingi’s words, but he played it off pretty well with a shrug. “I don't know man, but I’m sure she’s fine.”

Mingi didn’t say anything then, but you figured he nodded or something to acknowledge Yeosang. Right before the door shut though, you heard a chuckle. “Oh, and make sure your friend under the covers gets out of the apartment without San noticing, alright hyung?”

Yeosang choked at that, and you got as still as ever. The door shut then, and you emerged from under the sheets to come face to face with a wide-eyed Yeosang.

“Do you have friends under the covers often?” you teased quietly, making sure no one was within the periphery. You watched his eyebrows crease a bit as he looked at you, and he didn't answer.

“What are we now?” He asked, a look of curiosity on his face. You smiled then, and you let yourself tuck the stray hairs behind his ear. You were close. This was the closest you've ever been to him without being drunk, and you didn't want it to end. You also weren't interested in a relationship, and you knew damn well he wasn't either.

“What do you want us to be?” You shrugged, keeping your hands to yourself as he looked from your eyes to your lips.

He shrugged, and his eyes never left your lips. “I don't know, but I know that I want you physically. I know that we can't go back to hating each other.” He hummed, his soft lips looking incredibly kissable.

You gripped his chin then, and his eyes widened again as if you didn't just have sex with him. “Let's just agree then. We can use each other for our sexual attraction.” You smirked. You laughed at his slightly confused expression. “What? You're good in bed, baby.”

“Dammit you're driving me crazy.” He chuckled softly, his expression filled with mischief. “Okay. I’m down with that.” He nodded. You couldn't help but blush at his beautiful smile. You now had the capability to fuck this man whenever your heart desired, and he had the same ability.

You didn't leave his bedroom until you knew for a fact that both Mingi and San were out of sight and out of mind, and you made your merry way back to your apartment with the biggest smirk on your face.

—

After a messy day of classes and a mind only on Yeosang, you made your way to the dining hall to grab a quick meal. But the minute you made a turn towards the building, you caught Mingi running towards you with worry. “Well shit–”

“Y/N, where have you been?” He cried out, gripping your shoulders tightly like the good brother he is. “I was worried when you didn't answer me all day but it looks like you're fine.” He sighed with relief, and you couldn't help but chuckle at his antics.

“Mingi, I’m not a toddler. I can handle myself.” you smiled at him, ruffling his hair up more than it already was. He didn't look like he got the best sleep, so you kept your thoughts to yourself. “Are you getting food too? I’ll eat with you.”

He looked behind you, waving over someone. “I mean, I was meeting Yeosang today , if you don't mind eating with your arch enemy.” He chuckled, and you rolled your eyes.

“He’s not my enemy, he’s…” you felt a presence come up behind you, and you knew who it was just by his scent. “Actually, I hate him with a passion. He's my worst enemy.”

“Who?” He leaned up from behind you, and you jumped quickly, trying to keep your emotions in check with your brother around. “Me?” His voice was like a drug.

Mingi furrowed his eyebrows as he watched your uneasiness. “Oh yeah, you. But you know that already.” He laughed, and they began to walk towards the entrance of the dining hall. “Aren't you coming, y/n?”

You hesitantly glanced towards Yeosang, who was smirking at you unlike his normal glare. You wanted to protest, but you also wanted to get your shit railed at the end of the day.

You followed them in, taking a seat across from both of them after you got your food. You avoided eye contact at all costs. Yeosang however, was staring intently into your soul, which was very unlike him.

Mingi noticed it as he slurped his noodles. “Yo, what’s up with you two?” He frowned, looking back and forth. “You're acting stranger than usual. Did she eat your snacks again?” Mingi rolled his eyes and leaned forward to flick your forehead. “Dumb-ass. You know how he is with his sweets.” He tisked, and you watched how the smirk on Yeo’s face turned into a full blown smile. The sexual tension that radiated from you both was intense, and you wondered how Mingi didn't notice at this point.

You met Yeosang’s strong gaze, and you watched his dark eyes light up with lust. If you could jump his bones right here and now, you would've done it. You swallowed the lump in your throat, and took a sip of your drink. You couldn't help but watch Yeosang’s line of vision drop to your lips as the liquid dripped from your lips. His gaze was even stronger now, and he had no efforts in hiding it.

“I’ll be right back.” You spoke, needing to get out before you did something impulsively.

Mingi nodded but Yeosang sat still, and watched as you made your way to the bathrooms.

After a good few minutes of staring at yourself in the mirror, you splashed some water on your face to wake yourself up from your trance. You took a few breaths, and when you were finally able to bring yourself back to that table, the minute you walked out of the restroom you were grabbed ahold of, pulling you behind the wall away from the rest of the people. “What are you– Yeosang?”

“Shh.” He hummed, pushing you up against the wall. No one was around. It was just you and him, but you didn't know when someone would walk by. “I’m sorry, you just look so hot today so I have to do something.” He hummed in your ear, his hands holding tightly onto your hips. His lips met your ear then, and you hissed in pleasure.

“Not here, someone could see–”

“I don't care.” He smirked, his lips meeting yours now, invading the space you wanted him to cross, even if you said you didn't. Absolutely everything that he does turns you on, and dammit why did you have to be here of all places?

“Can we go somewhere?” He nibbled your ear, his hot breath sending chills down your spine. There was something out the act of doing something like this in public, and there was also something about the tingling in your stomach as you did this with no labels. Friends with benefits? Were you even friends? Is fuck buddies a better way of explaining? Does it need any classification?

You forced the thoughts away, letting him feel up your body in the blind spot of the building. “What about Mingi?” you whispered out, but it was honestly the least of your worries.

Yeosang hummed as a response, pecking your lips quickly before doing it again. “Ah, he’ll figure it out.” He mumbled, a smile on his lips like you got along with him all this time. It is strange how quickly something could change just by a single action. He tugged you by the arm again, pulling you towards the building’s back exit.

You followed him outside in broad daylight while he had his grip around your wrist. He ended up pulling you back to the apartment, which was luckily only five minutes away from the campus.

He fumbled with the key, his hands shaking a bit while you stood with a smirk. He opened the door after a few stuttering moments, and you entered the place he took you to just the night before. Maybe it wasn't the best place, because to your surprise, San was sitting on the couch slurping up instant ramen with a wide-eyed gaze as he noticed you come in together very intimately.

You quickly tried to act like you still “hated” Yeosang, and you pushed away from him. You slapped his shoulder sharply, causing him to drop his jaw in pain. “You can't just do that to me, Yeosang. I know that you hate me, but you can't make me clean your room.” You huffed, putting on your best acting performance in front of San, who was completely shirtless and you didn't get to notice as quick as you would have normally.

Yeosang was confused for a moment too long, but luckily he caught on in perfect timing. “You were the one who decided to eat my snacks. It’s only fair.”

“You did what now?” San nearly choked on his noodles, and your aroused self couldn't help but appreciate his beauty. Yeosang stood next to you as you gawked at a half naked San, a frown on his face. Now, you weren't in a relationship, so he shouldn't be mad at you for finding San attractive, right? It wasn't like you were going to fuck him, you only wanted Yoe’s body for that.

Yeosang rolled his eyes at your trance and gripped onto your arm. “She messed up, so we’ll be in my room.” He said nonchalantly, pulling you towards his room while San sat and stared at the two of you with a knowing smirk.

As you entered his room, he slammed the door behind him. “Now I really want to make you clean my room.” He huffed, tossing his shoes off since you both forgot to take them off as you walked in. He tumbled onto his bed with a thud as you stood in the middle of the room, lost and fully aware that he seemed a bit upset.

“Yeo.” You hummed, tilting your head at the beautiful boy. “Are you jealous?” you asked him with a smile, but when he hid his face with his arm, you walked over to him and grabbed onto it. “Come on baby, what’s wrong?”

“Nothing, nothing.” He expressed as he moved his arm, his beautiful obsidian eyes meeting yours as if it was the first time. To be honest, you weren't sure how many times you've actually met his gaze. He was the type to avoid it at all costs, and now, you really got a good look at him. Every detail, every freckle. The birthmark that covered the side of his eye, and the slight slant of his brow as you looked at him.

“Hey,” you breathed out, letting go of your grip on his arm, leaning forward above him as you really got a good look at him. “I…um. You’re pretty.” you giggled at your choice of words, but they were still strong enough to put a blush on his usually stoic face. “That didn't come off as I intended.”

He looked up at you as your hair dangled around his face, framing it for you and you only. His lips curled up slightly, as if he was trying to keep his smile away. “Thank you?” he said but it was more like a question. You ignored it, and looked towards the door.

“Do you think he would hear us if we fucked right now?” you whispered, raising your eyebrows as he looked at you with wide eyes. “What? We can be quiet, right?”

Yeosang sat up from his resting position, leaning up against his headboard. You couldn't lie, just the way he was sitting turned you on, and you were going to get what you wanted even if San found out about you two. “Can you be quiet? Or will I need to shut you up?”

God. That single question was enough for you to nearly fall to your knees and take him in your mouth. “I may want that.” you groaned, and you watched him stand up from the bed to walk over towards you. As he was within touching distance, he walked past you to turn the lock on his door. You watched his back, ready to give up everything for his body. You've craved him more than anyone or anything in your whole life, as if he crawled underneath your skin and had control of you. In any sense, you would let him break your heart and you would thank him.

He made his way to you now, his cold hands sliding up your body, from your hips to your waist, then to where your bra was. He let out a breath as he pulled your top off along with your bra, and he hissed as you were displayed in front of him like he was in a museum. His hands found their home on the mounds of your breasts, softly gripping at them while he leaned his forehead up against yours. “You..” he kissed your forehead softly. “Are..” He kissed the tip of your nose. “…Gorgeous.” he nearly moaned the word as your hands glided up his back.

It was as if he was worshiping you. Every touch of his was as soft as a feather, and even the way he looked at you felt like he was looking at an angel. It was the opposite look from lust, and you weren't quite sure if it was a good or bad thing. It did make your heart tingle, but it also made you wonder what made this feel different. His gaze was tender and his touch was thought out, and as his hands made their way to your face, he held you strongly as his lips met yours.

He didn't taste like alcohol this time. It was more of a honey taste, as if he had something sweet. You moaned into the kiss as he held you to him, and he maintained the tender touch as he slid off the rest of your clothes.

You took his off as well, and the gaze he gave you as you slid off his shirt made you shiver in uncertainty.

It was different. Maybe it was because you were intoxicated during the first time, but even your intentions felt stronger. He walked you backwards now until the back of your knees hit the side of the bed, and you tumbled onto it with him falling on top of you. He didn't break the kiss, and he didn't make it stronger either. His hands grazed up your sides, feeling every inch with you while you explored his mouth. His lips were soft and his breath was hot, and you couldn't get enough of it.

The sun was shining brightly through the curtains, but it was kind of hot that he was able to see every single part of you, even if you were insecure. You liked the way he looked at you, and you were obsessed with his touch, his taste, his scent. Down to the simple thought of his smile, everything about him took over every corner of your mind, stuck inside and inescapable.

You wrapped your arms around his neck, holding his lips to yours. You never wanted them to leave, but he slid down your body then, kissing down the side of your neck and down your breasts, paying extra attention to the nipple. He kissed your ribcage and then your stomach and hips until his lips found your heat, you gasped at the tightness in your stomach, and his hair tickled the sensitive part of you,

You gripped his head as his tongue made an appearance, and he grazed all the right spots that had you arching your back into him. His tempo was smooth and steady, not rushed at all. It was like he cared for your preference, and as you peeked down at him, you saw him gazing up at you sharply. That sent your head slamming back onto the pillow in arousal, and he slightly bit onto your lip down there before he made his way up to you again.

Up to this point, he was treating you like fragile glass. But the minute his eyes met yours at this moment, he slammed into you without warning, and you gripped onto him as you weren't ready. You were aroused enough, and you knew damn well he was completely in a trance as he moved in and out of you, making you feel every solid inch of him inside you. Your vision blurred as he made you feel like the world came at a standstill, like time stopped just for the two of you. There was no way of explaining it, but you wanted him to ruin your life. In any way, shape or form, anything that happened, you wanted him to be the reason. The ache in your heart, the tingle in your stomach, the ringing in your ears. You fell so deep, you figured that he should've come with a warning or something.

As you came, he came not long after. Your breaths entangled and your hearts racing, he held your face as if he was in love. Something changed in the air, and you weren't sure what it was. It was something bigger than yourselves, and there was no way of preparing for it. His smile felt like ecstasy and poison at the same time, but yet, is there really much difference?

He gazed down at you as if you were the most beautiful thing in the world, running a hand down your face and giving you a kiss on the lips. It felt like a relationship, but what kind? You were both sinking into the mess of a rabbithole, and this was only supposed to be sexual attraction. Why are you feeling this way if this wasn't supposed to happen? Once again you pushed your intrusive thoughts into the back of your mind, only focusing on the man in front of you and the ache in your heart that you couldn't decipher.

—

Thinking that this feeling in your mind and body would lose its strength, you spent many nights with Yeosang. Whether it be in his bed or yours, it was beginning to get a bit colder. The tingle in your heart only got worse, and that strong gaze of his felt like it could kill you. You ignored it still, and after a dozen times of sleeping within the sheets with the man you couldn't get enough of, you knew what you were experiencing.

You spent your nights with him. Every night you found yourself searching for him, whether that be physically or mentally. Just the thought of him wasn't enough anymore, and you craved his presence more and more— and not just for sex.

You wanted to know his favorite color, maybe his favorite book if he liked to read. Your thoughts were beginning to change from thinking about his body to thinking about his soul, and after a handful of weeks of this mess of a “relationship”, you had a choice to make.

Were you going to ignore this ache in your chest, or were you going to end this mess for the sake of Yeosang? Were you okay with not knowing his family? Were you okay with only being someone he could sneak around with? Were you okay with the wonder that maybe, just maybe, that he felt the same way?

You weren't just obsessed with his body, you were obsessed with his soul.

| in love and lore | sparring headcanons |

okay, so no one asked for this, but....

i always planned on the boys eventually teaching mc to fight, and after this ask, these thoughts have been living rent free in my head. i may or may not have also worked on these instead editing the next chapter, but wanted to share these with you too. maybe, it’ll serve as something short and sweet until the next chapter?? which should still come out here in a few days. anyways, i hope you enjoy! :)

(individuals below cut)

also, if any of you are new, these are some headcanons based on my fic i'm currently writing. if you wanna check out, the link to the masterlist will be just below.

| in love and lore |

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let’s be honest, they were all surprised when you came to them asking to learn how to fight.

you’re not a violent person and has always been against violence in the past, so you saying you wanted to learn how to fight was surprising.

you may insist it’s purely for self-defense (you can’t always rely on them to save you, despite their insistence they can and will) but it still sparks some interest in them.

okay, maybe a more than just some interest.

they still want you to lean on them for protection, but man the thought of you in battle really does something to them.

jongho

jongho is the best fighter out of all of them, and the one you’re the most comfortable with in the beginning, so he’s tasked with starting your training.

he really is a good teacher, but can be a bit hesitant at times.

he just really doesn’t want to hurt you!

freaks out the first time he accidentally injures you bad enough to leave a mark.

you wave his concern away, healing it in a matter of seconds, but it still worries him and he’ll start pulling back again much to your frustration.

despite the annoyance of treating you like glass sometimes, he’s still one of your go to sparring buddies.

though sometimes he does prefer watching and teaching you from the side.

go ahead and spar with someone else and he'll give you pointers.

as long as it's one of the others though, he wouldn't dare let anyone else spar and potentially hurt you.

if the others don't mind giving you a few scrapes and bruises, he'll let them.

and he'll always be waiting on the side with some water and praise, telling you just how good you're doing.

yeosang

yeosang is also a little hesitant when it comes to you.

prefers doing archery with you than sparring since that’s what he excels at.

100% will take advantage of teaching you to shoot as a means to get close to you.

mentally and physically.

will definitely pull the move of putting his arms around you to guide your movements.

may or may not use his ability every once in a while to make you think you’re doing bad as an excuse to get in close once more to help see what you’re doing wrong.

what you don’t know won’t kill you after all

though he knows you’ll kill him if you ever find out, so better make sure you never find out

will ask to make a competition out of it.

you’ll take it up on him occasionally, but refuse to take him up on his attempt to give the winner a favor/reward

nope, you're not falling for that.

he’ll try to let you win occasionally to bode you into accepting his offer, but you’re not an idiot.

you know exactly what he's doing.

that's okay, though. he'll get you to accept one of these days. he's just got to be patient

hongjoong

you were really intimidated the first time hongjoong wanted to spar with you.

it was bad enough when he would watch you with the others, but sparring with him was something else altogether.

doesn’t use his full potential, but not as hesitant as some of the others.

and once you grow more comfortable around him, fights get a little more interesting.

definitely the most heated out of all on them.

the first time you land a blow on him, you get so excited, knowing you actually did that and it wasn’t him just going easy on you.

may or may not rub it in his face and proceed to get a flurry of hits coming back at you in your distraction in retaliation.

of course, he feels bad when he injures you, but the way you pout is so enticing.

and not to mention he’s always there to offer to massage your sore muscles for you afterwards.

you refuse, but the flustered state it leaves you in has him repeating the offer.

but he really is proud of you and loves seeing how proud you are of yourself.

that and now he has an excuse to drink your blood, something he would never turn down.

now he’s just waiting for the day you’re comfortable enough to take him up on his offer.

wooyoung

smug bastard.

uses it as an excuse to just tease you.

doesn’t even try to hide his intentions and will do and say anything to rile you up.

his haladies mean he’s used to fighting up close and personal, and he’s more than happy to get in close with you.

genuinely just wants to spar with you to get you flustered.

you know this, but you’re also determined to wipe that smug look off his face by beating him.

whether or not you’ll ever achieve that though, who knows.

may or may not use his weapons against your clothing.

never in any intimate places, of course, he respects you too much for that.

but there’s no harm in showing a little skin, is there??

it’s a good thing you’re clueless or he knows you would kill him.

will never let you win a fight, but will let you injure him.

anything to have a taste of your sweet, sweet blood.

that and he loves the faces you make when you think you're going to win only for him to swiftly turn the tables back on you.

you know full well what his intentions are, but the longest you lasted was one day before you gave in.

if only to shut him up from all the complaining he was doing.

san

san is always down to spar with you.

in fact, he’s down there in the fields even when you’re not sparring with him.

he can’t help it though, he loves seeing you with a weapon in hand.

doesn’t tease you as much as wooyoung does, but succeeds in getting you riled up in other ways.

is it hot outside today, or is it just san??

oh well, he better take his shirt off and make sure he doesn’t overheat.

most likely to pull this move when your sparring with someone else.

you do your best to ignore him, but he can see the way your cheeks tint.

and the way you falter in your next move.

as much as he enjoys watching you though, he loves it if you watch him.

can and will get the majority of the others in on his antics, and absolutely relishes if you were to sit and watch him spar with one of them.

and if san is out there shirtless, you can guarantee he won’t be the only one for long.

may or may not get so caught up in trying to impress you that he and the others won’t have noticed you weren't even there anymore.

but that’s okay.

the way you’re struggling to hide the emotions running through you from the bond tells him and the others everything they need to know.

yunho

yunho is also hesitant when it comes to sparring.

honestly, the best teacher out of all of them, especially when he realizes it’s a great excuse to get in close to you.

oh, your posture isn’t right??

yunho’s there with a gentle hand at your back to fix it for you.

is your grip on your weapon wrong??

yunho is also there to fix it for you, guiding your body through the motions a few times before continuing the fight.

if you’re frustrated and need something to work your emotions out, he’s also you guy.

will let you beat your frustrations out on him before offering you emotional support in the end.

fights usually end with the two of you laying on the ground, exhausted, both mentally and physically.

loves how bashful you get afterwards, apologizing for dumping your life on him.

but yunho wouldn’t have it any other way, absolutely loving that you would open up to him in such a way.

mingi

mingi is one of your favorites to spar with.

though his expertise is in throwing weapons, it didn't take long to begin sticking with weaponry that stays in your hands.

you both had come to that agreement after the first few times he had tried to reach you to use his chakrams.

even without his ability, mingi’s aim was near perfect.

yours on the other hand, not so much.

he freaked out the first time you accidentally cut yourself on them.

he wanted to stop there, but you simply waved him away as you healed it.

the time you hit mingi though was a different story.

this time you were the one freaking out, mingi, on the other hand, relished the reaction it pulled from you.

if the way you looked at him wasn’t enough, it was you quickly offering up your blood to heal him.

and who was he to turn you down on such a sweet offer.

he's also a bit like san in the way he loves having you watch him.

the way you obsess over the chakrams after realizing how hard they really are is just too sweet.

the compliments, the praise.

it makes him melt.

seonghwa

not as playful or teasing as wooyoung and san can be, but pretty damn close.

it just depends on his mood

you can always count on him to use his ability to his advantage.

so much so, that you won’t spar with him anymore unless he doesn’t use his ability.

at times he really will try and help you hone your skills, pausing every now and then to help you fix your posture or point out the best way to counter.

but other times, he’s just there to get you all riled up.

will use his ability to pop up right behind you, whisper some teasing comment in your ear before teleporting away before you have time to retaliate.

but even when you don't allow him to use his ability, he's just as bad.

it gives him an excuse to stay up close, which is almost just as bad.

doesn’t have an issue with injuring you like most of the others.

would never do anything to seriously wound you, but just a few cuts here and there with his daggers.

after all, he knows you can just heal them up anyways.

and he can get a taste of your blood that stains his daggers

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hold fast together (j.yh + p.sh)

summary: fourth installment in the husbands series; you want more, you want a family, but it’s never quite that simple part one: room for three || part two: and if i stay || part three: their gift

note: 18+ content, minors DNI. // this is just all the husbands yunhwa angst, fluff, smut, love, all of it. check the warnings before you read though!

warnings: non idol!yunho, non idol!seonghwa, fem!reader, married!yunhwa, established yunhwa x reader relationship, mmf, fertility issues, period talk, conception talk, stress and angst over conceiving, mention of adoption, brief mention of parental disapproval of reader’s relationship with yunhwa, but then on a lighter note….  praise, degredation/humilitation, reference to bdsm collar, use of puppy but not pet play this time, rough foreplay, rough sex, oral (m receiving), oral (f receiving), face riding, cum eating, cumshots, creampie, heavy handed breeding kink obviously, hard dom hwa and use of sir, hard dom yunho and use of daddy, anal play (m receiving), gratuitous use of good girl, sweet girl, pretty girl, slut, etc., spanking/impact play….. anyways this one starts off emo and then gets into filthy breeding kink that very few people asked for but HEY here we are - please let me know if i missed any.

pairings: yunho x seonghwa x reader

genre: smut, angst, fluff

word count: 12K

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Serendipity | Masterlist

Masterlist | Choi San x Reader | College!AU

#serendipty au | ignore time stamps

ser·en·dip·i·ty

noun

the occurrence and development of events by chance in a happy or beneficial way.

"a fortunate stroke of serendipity"

When the theater department is down on it’s luck and has to bring in record breaking sales at the end of the school year in order to garner sponsors or else they’ll be defunded, the lead invites a few dance majors to practice one Saturday morning. One volunteers his class to fill in for the ensemble just to see a smile. It all leads to two semesters of chaos in putting together a student written and composed musical, drama amongst friend groups, and a dance major falling in love with a set designer.

y/n protection squad | mountain man’s clan

extras

01 | a sign from the gods

02 | fellow students

03 | I swear I fell in love

04 | are you disappointed in me?

05 | k dude

06 | commitment issues

07 | honestly…

08 | I’m done

09 | @jwooyounh, who are you?

10 | father eden

11 | unbiased opinion

12 | too far

13 | real gentlemen + written

14 | punish me daddy

15 | love you ❤️

16 | not my baby girl

17 |

18 |

19 |

20 |

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Obsessive | Kang Yeosang | pt. 2

Parts ➞ [one] [two] [three] [four]

Pairing ➞ brothers best friend! yeosang x (fem)reader

Summary ➞ You tried to pay no mind to your brother’s friends and their flirty antics, but it always confused you when only one of them seemed disinterested in you. Even though you’d never admit it, he intrigued you—to the point where when you kissed drunkenly at party, you wanted more. And you were going to get it.

Genre ➞ enemies to lovers au, friends with benefits, party au, college au, smut, fluff, slight angst

Series Warnings/tags ➞ 18+, sex, drug use (weed), oral sex (female receiving), unprotected sex, friends with benefits cycle, daddy issues, toxic friends, heavy drinking, lots of intimacy, yeosang is a meanie at first, San is a flirt, party, hookups, etc

Word count ➞ 3.6k

Taglist ➞ @atinywhore @ch0isa99ie @yeosangsbiceps @hongshines

Part 2

The smell of alcohol and the slight buzz of the music through the speakers filled your senses as you walked into the party. It was being held in someone’s huge apartment outside campus, and the only reason you were here was to get laid. 

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Love From Italy | Part Two

Pairing: Seonghwa X Reader

Word Count: 3507

Genere: Fluff, love at first sight, Strangers to lovers.

Warnings: mentions of drinking, indications that reader is female (if anything is missing please tell me)

a/n: Hello everyone! i hope you're doing amazing. Please like and reblog. feed back is highly appreciated, thank you for reading :)

Love from Italy | Part One

"OH Y/N!" Your friend shouted in a sing-song voice, pulling you out of your world. You stepped away from Seonghwa, a blush coating your cheeks at being caught. Seonghwa ran a hand through his blonde locks, not being able to look at you, red coating his cheeks.

Your Friend rushed towards you with a small smirk on her face. "Y/F/N! Slow down!" Her fiance called out, trying to keep up with her quick pace, worried look on his face, ready to intervene if she said something out of line.

"Well, well, well," she taunted, “you must be the mysterious guy who brought my friend home last night" she raised her perfectly shaped eyebrow.

You rolled your eyes, knowing exactly what she was doing.

"I'm Y/F/N" she smiled at the man, putting her hand out for him to shake and with a chuckle Seonghwa grabbed onto her hand, letting out a small groan of hurt at her grip.

"S-seonghwa" He grunted out, pulling his now red hand away to his body, shaking the pain away.

She narrowed her hazel shaped eyes at the man before her and scanned him from head to toe, till a look of recognition crossed her face. "Do I know you from somewhere?"she asked.

You snapped your confused eyes to your friend's fiance, asking silently with your expression what she is  talking about. Seonghwa tensed at her question, his breath hitching, his actions  didn't go unnoticed by you, making you raise your right eyebrow at your best friend.

"it's just you look....very familiar, what's your last name?" She questioned, taking a step towards Seonghwa.

F/N is small but when she's determined to find something out, she can be quite scary.

The boy took a step back, wide eyes staring back as he gulped, looking down at your friend who inched closer to him.

"Because you look exactly like par-ssdgjhdskjghdks,” Her fiance covered her mouth and pulled her away from the scared boy.

"I'm so sorry about her, she's just very protective of our dear Y/N here" He nervously laughed.

You groaned and hit yourself on the forehead apologizing to Seonghwa for your friend's craziness, he just laughed and shook it off.

"I get it, I would also be wary of a stranger talking to my best friend out of nowhere" He showed you his pearly whites, while staring into your eyes, brushing his hand against your own, igniting butterflies in your stomach.

"My name is Kim Seonghwa" He said, turning towards your friend's fiance and shaking his hands.

"I hope i wasn't interrupting, i just saw Y/N and i had to see her again and the fact that we found each other again just blows my mind" He smoothly replied, making you feel giddy inside. You brushed a strand of her behind your ear and squealed internally.

You cleared your throat, hesitating before you spoke up, tugging on Seonghwas white shirt. "We were just about to go get lunch, would you like come?" You tilted your head towards Seonghwa and gave him big puppy dog eyes, inching your way closer to him and grabbing his must admit bulging bicep.

You heard your friend gasp quietly in shock at your actions, knowing that you would never give someone those eyes and touch them so boldly, but her seeing you act this way made everything more clear to her, you like the stranger and a lot.

Seonghwa, enticed by the way you were staring at him, nodded like an idiot, making you give him a little smirk.

Seonghwa ran a hand through his hair and cleared his throat.

"I know a place we can go".

"How did you get us in here!?" Your friend's fiance screeched over the live music playing in the equally loud restaurant.

The fresh smell of Pizza wafted around the over crowded restaurant making you smile as you observed the rest of the people. Some loudly laughed, others shared dessert and you lastly saw a elderly couple clink glasses together before you turned your head to the menu.

Seonghwa watched you, finding it endearing how you didn't need much to be happy.

He turned towards FF/N, who was giving him a weird look. "A friend who works here owes my a favor"

That answer for FF/N was enough for him to go back to looking at the menu.

"We can't Afford this, it's to expensive"

You hear your friend say, moving your gaze towards the prices, your eyes widened once you saw how much a glass of wine cost.

Your friend stared at Seonghwa with an unamused look in her eyes, a scowl forming on her lips.

You kicked her shin under the table, making her eyes snap towards you. "Be nice" you mouthed, she rolled her eyes in response.

Seonghwa chuckled at what was going on in front of him, finding your interaction cute.

"Don't worry about it," Seonghwa leaned back in his chair a smirk forming on his lips "It's a early wedding present from me"

The three of you stared at each other with wide eyes, not wanting to  lose your chance at eating at one of the most expensive restaurants in the city you all mentally agreed.

"Well if you insist!" Your friend's fiance enthusiastically replied, pulling in her chair closer to his as they giggled together, scanning the menu.

You smile to yourself watching the interaction, when the feeling of a body being very close to you made your hairs stand to a point.

"Order whatever you want Carina" Seonghwa whispered gently

An non audible groan left your throat as you watched from the corner of your eye as he went back to conversing with your friends as if nothing had happened.

Yep Seonghwa will definitely be the death of you.

After rounds of wine and spectacular foods your friends seemed to have loosened up around Seonghwa.

"WHAT I WAS 15!" You screeched as the group of three broke out into laughter, holding onto their stomachs as their faces turned red.

"Hey i farted on my first date" Seonghwa Casually said, making you burst into laughter.

You grabbed the glass of red wine in front of you and drank the last of its content, swallowing the burning liquid, you placed the wine glass down on the wooden table, a small tap ringing.

"It has floral stamps like wisteria and violet," you said, smacking your lips together.  "you can also taste small red fruits and medicinal herbs, embellished with suggestions of austere spices, tobacco, goudron and bloody nuances".

You turned towards Seonghwa, a small smile forming at his shocked face.

" On the palate it is rich and enveloping, with compact and powerful tannins"

The boy's mouth dropped open, making you chuckle and with delicate fingers, you gently pushed his chin up, closing his mouth.

"You - you - you speak wine?" He sputtered out.

"She doesn't just speak wine ," Your friend replied taking a sip of her beverage, locking eyes with Seonghwa "she eats, breathes and sleeps wine"

"I interned as a tour guide at one of the most well known vineyards in our country, so naturally during my time there i learnt a lot"

The blond showed an expression of recognition at your words, and your answer to his next question would turn his whole world upside down.

"What Vineyard did you-" but before he could finish his question, your very drunk friend stumbled out of her seat and ran in a zig zag form towards the bathroom and without another word you shot out of your seat and ran behind her, ready to hold her hair back.

You pulled  the door open to the expensively decorated bathroom and let it close quietly. The sound of coughing echoed against the ceramic walls, letting you know what stall your friend was in.

"You okay?" You kneeled down beside her, pushing her matted hair away from her sweaty forehead, placing your cold hand on her pale cheek, letting her head rest against it.

After a few second passed till she took a deep breath and nodded back, opening her eyes and hauling herself out of the cubicle and to the sink, you sighed, flushing the toilet and straightening to your highest form, you leaned against the cubicle and stared at your friend with a worried look on your face, as she splashed her face with water.

"Is something wrong?" You asked, as you observed her turn off the tap and grab a paper towel to dry her now lively face.

"I feel like there's something off about Seonghwa"

Your eyebrows furrowed at what she said, making your heart beat out of dread. She saw your expression change and calmed you down with her next words.

"It's not that he's a bad person...

"I just feel like he's not telling the whole truth"

She met your eyes with a concerned look in, as she caressed your arms. You took a deep breath.

"You seem to be falling in love with a stranger way too fast"

Your last boyfriend left you broken in so many ways that your friend couldn't recognize the girl you once were, she was there to pick you up, hold you as she heard you cry you heart out every night when you couldn't sleep and you know damn well she wouldn't let another person make you feel that way every again.

"I promise to be careful" you whispered, holding her gaze. The girl pulled you into a hug, holding onto you tightly as if she were afraid to lose you.

"I don't ever want to see you that way again, it killed not just me but the rest of your friends and family to see you so lifeless"

She sniffled, a few tears falling onto your shoulder, you pulled away whipping her tears, a small grin made its way onto your face.

"I didn't make you out as a crying drunk"

"and you ruined the moment"

The laughter of the duo chorused around the restaurant as they made their way out of the bathroom and towards their table at the now deserted establishment.

"Hey whats wrong babe?" your friend questioned her fiance watching as his eyes had unspilled tears.

The only thing he could do was wave his left hand in front of his face as if saying he was okay.

"I'm," he hiccuped " I'm j-j-ust drunk," He locked eyes with you and he started bursting into tears.

You turned your head towards Seonghwa as he warmly smiled at your friend, turning towards you he sent you a knowing look as if he knew something you didn't.

"Okay guys let's go home" You sighed out, ready to haul your drunk friends home.

The stars twinkled down on you as you left the restaurant, quietly talking to the tall boy next you as you observed the drunk in love idiots in front you dance around sloppily.

"Thank you so much for paying and i'm really sorry for the way the night ended"

a boisterous laugh left the boy as he stopped in his tracks, staring at your friend's play with the waters of the trevi fountain.

"This is the most fun i've had in a while" He smiled as the duo now pushed each other into the water.

You stared at your friends as they shared a drunk kiss under one of the waterfalls, making you bite your lip at the thought of how you will get them home.

Suddenly the soft touch of Seonghwas hand landing on your cheek and guiding your gaze towards him made your heart stop.

His deep brown eyes scanned your lips, thumb brushing over the crease

"Don't do that," He whispered, inching closer to you.

"What?" You whispered back, going onto your toes to get closer to him, the smell of his musky perfume invaded your senses, making your knees go weak.

"Bite your lip" he chuckled out, looking to the side for a second before turning his attention back on to you, his already dark eyes now an onyx black.

"It makes me want to kiss you"

Before you could respond you were brought out of your world by the sound of your friends chanting your name, for them to join you in the fountain.

You walked a few steps to the edge of the fountain and paused in front of them, hands on your hips, an amused expression on your face.

"You’re going to get sick"

They whined back at your response, replying with boos and you are a party pooper, as they made their way out of the fountain, water splashing everywhere and dripping onto the concrete floor.

Seonghwas POV

"Are you okay to walk home alone?" The boy questioned as the group stood infront of his home, looking behind the girl only to see her best friends running around like little children.

"Yes I promise i'll be okay," she grinned up at him, eyes twinkling in the dark, her eyes looking like the stars that hung above them.

"I'll text you"

Seonghwa chuckled "How?".

The girl in front of him blushed from embarrassment, she hadn't even asked for his number, she shyly took her phone out of her purse and opened the phone app to a new contact and took a photo of the handsome man.

"Hey that's unfair i wasn't ready" He whined, receiving her phone and typing in his number, putting himself in her contacts as Toothless with a black heart next to it.

She chuckled once she got her phone back not realizing the boy had taken his own phone out, camera at the ready, the sound of the camera going off.

"Nooo" she whined out covering her face, Seonghwa stared down at the photo he took of the girl.

"예쁘다" he whispered to himself

She took his phone and thought for a second at how she should put herself in his Contacts, giggling to herself, she typed away, making the blonde boy raise his eyebrow.

"Here you go" she smiled, handing him his phone back.

Light fury with a white heart

"Okay i think it's time i take these two home"

Seonghwa felt a wave of sadness wash over him at your words, "Yeah you should, if you need anything just text me" He replied.

She nodded at him, sadness pooling into her eyes "Goodnight Seonghwa" She rounded up her friends and held on there hands as she dragged them away to the place they were staying at.

"I dwont lwike youu Kim Seonghwa" Your friend slurred out, "butt you maake my fwiend happy"

"Oh my god, bye seonghwa, thank you for the food," you groaned. You walked away scolding your friend for her words, as her boyfriend waved bye to the blonde boy.

When you were out of sight tHe boy groaned and slammed his head into the door of the building, stupid why didn't you ask her out, he thought, He stayed there, looking down at his black gucci shoes,listening to the crickets chirp, the fast paced sound of foot steps reached his ears.

He looks up and sees Y/N running towards him at full speed, he opens his arms ready to catch her, she wraps her legs around his small waist and buries her hands into his hair as she hugs him tightly , no kiss just a hug, both breathing heavily as he slowly lets her down, her hands still in his hair. It was now or never 

"Will you go on a date with me?" he breathed out trying to regain his breath.

She stared into his eyes, "I thought you'd never ask," she replied, kissing him on the cheek, and just like the first night they met she walked back facing him, playfulness radiating off of her body as she bit her lip.

"Pick you up at 12"  he breathed out.

She nodded at him "Good night handsome"

And with that she turned and jogged towards her friends who were passed out on a bench not far away.

Seonghwa opened the door to the building and hurriedly made his way to the third floor where his apartment was situated and with shaking hands, he opened the door and closed it loudly, leaning against it as he spilled the next few words to his friends.

"I have a date"

The once noisy room filled with the boys screaming at his flat screen tv came to a standstill as they all stopped in there place, the chip that Mingi was putting into his mouth fell onto the floor, leaving a loud crunch in its wake, San and wooyoung threw the controllers to the game that they were playing on the ground as they rushed towards Seonghwa.

"CODE RED GUYS! I REPEAT CODE RED!" Wooyoung screeched.

"GET THE SKIN CARE YUNHO!" San screamed, grabbing Seonghwas hand, dragging him towards his room.

"FORGET THE SKIN CARE! WHAT IS HE GOING TO WEAR?!" Hongjoong replied, running to the boy's wardrobe.

"I'll bring the snacks," Mingi called out from the kitchen.

Seonghwa couldn't help but smile as he plopped down onto the edge of his bed, watching as his friends ran a muck around his room but he couldn't care about the mess that would be left.

He was just happy to finally spend some alone time with you.

"Ouch! Stop pulling my hair" you whined, as your friend bushed through your messy bed hair, she looked at you through the vanity mirror and rolled her eyes.

"if it were Seonghwa pulling your hair you'd be saying something else". She taunted, making you scoff in reply.

You pulled your knees to your chest, making yourself comfortable on the vanity bench, when your phone dinged with a new message.

Text From Toothless 🖤

Good morning beautiful ❤️ I'll be there in 30 mins. I can't wait to see you.

"And it's only 11:30 AM, he's on time" your friend said, peering over your shoulder as she curled your hair.

You smiled to yourselg and hugged the phone to your chest. "I haven't felt this way in a while," you whispered quietly.

A small smile made its way to your friend's face. You deserve to be happy even if it's for a little while, but the fact that you would be leaving in a week made her frown.

 she let out a sigh and whispered "you look beautiful," letting the last strand of curls fall into place, she watched you get up to stare at yourself in the floor mirror, the frilly white dress accentuating your body in the most perfect way.

"y/n?" she questioned, making you turn in your spot.

"Yeah?"

"I kno-"

But before she could finish her sentence the sound of a car honking outside,made your breath hitch.

"A gentleman and he's on time" She muttered to herself.

"How can i dislike him".

You ran into your room, across from hers, grabbing your purse and your matching white heels, you both met each other in the hallway, when the all familiar scream of happiness from your friends fiance made you both bolt down the stairs to seeSeonghwa dressed to the nines leaning against a red ferrari.

"And he's rich," your friend whispered, leaning against the doorway, as she watched her fiance caress the red car.

"Carina" Seonghwa breathed out, in awe at you.

"You look" He grabbed your hand, twirling you around, "Divine"

The way Seonghwa was staring at you, would make any man fall to their knees, his eyes shined with want, and if he weren't holding your hand, you would've probably been the one on your knees.

"What about you?" You replied, scanning him up and down, "you look amazing".

Amazing wasn't the word you'd use to describe Seonghwa in this moment, he looked God-like.

Seonghwa chuckled looking at the ground and silently turned around, opening the door to the front passenger seat.

"The best seat in the house" He said, holding your hand as you got in, once you were situated, he closed the door and made his way to the driver's seat.

Your friend Whistled at the blonde boy, "I'm watching you pretty boy, you hurt one hair on her, i will handle you myself, understood?" She taunted.

"Yes ma’am" He saluted.

Once the car door was closed, Seonghwa revved the engine to life. You waved to your friends and turned to stare at Seonghwas side profile, only to find out that you liked the sharpness of his jaw and how hot he looked concentrated staring at the road, a little crease between his eyebrows.

"so," you started.

"Where are we going?"

Seonghwa looked at you, behind his expensive black ray bans, hiding his mischief eyes. He grabbed your hand, placing it on gearshift, only to place his warm hand on top of yours.

"On an adventure".

And with a big smirk on his face, Seonghwa sped up, a squeal leaving your lips.

You were about to have the ride of your life.

a/n: As promised part two. i hope you enjoyed reading this part, if anyone wants to be part of the taglist for love from italy please send an ask or comment. Remember that Tumblr works off of reblogs, it means a lot to us writers.

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