Please Im Still So Obsessed With This. This Is My Proudest Ask Frfr Because Seriously Oh My God

please i’m still so obsessed with this. this is my proudest ask frfr because seriously oh my god ㅠㅠ

wow | hyunho

why did you have to run your mouth? you knew minho wouldn't go easy on you, but you never learnt your lesson. even when he got someone else to help teach you // minors dni, 18+

words: 1.57k // warnings: established minho x reader, brat!tamer minho, hard dom!hyunjin, hyunho makeout, bondage??, reader is a brat and gets called bunny, minho is referred to as sir and hyunjin as master

a/n: based on this request by anon!! i hope you enjoy ♡

you knew it was a bad idea to try and get under minho’s skin. he always knew exactly to have you shaking on your knees and begging for forgiveness, but for some reason you never learnt. it was even worse when you acted up in public, because you knew he wouldn’t stand for you making him look bad. everytime without fail it would end up with you both pissed off, you left unsatisfied and an unbearable tension. but still; you never learnt.

so when you pushed your luck tonight at a company party, minho was ready to punish you in front of everyone there. you kept acting up - flirting with all his friends, interrupting his conversations and whining when he wouldn’t leave just for you. but what pissed him off the most was the mutterings under your breath. when you’d had enough of his shrugging you off to continue a conversation, you had rolled your eyes before grabbing your drink and phone in a huff.

“maybe i’ll just go and fuck hyunjin instead. at least he’d give me attention.”

you honestly didn’t fully intend for him to hear it, but you knew you had fucked up as you felt his stare burning into your back as you walked away. but also, you were too pissed off to care. in fact, it made you even more determined to make him snap. at least that way you’d be able to leave this stupid party.

you were quick to approach hyunjin, who was stood towards the edge of the room with some work friends. hyunjin was exceptionally close to you - someone you trusted with your life, and wouldn’t have any qualms sleeping with him if you weren’t with minho. you wrapped your arms around him from behind, nuzzling your face against his jacket, which made him jump in surprise.

“hey there, love. you good? where’s minho?” he threw an arm over your shoulder, his entire attention on you in a second. it was nice - that he’d just drop a conversation for you. but still, you scoffed at the mention of your boyfriend.

“don’t know. too busy kissing asses to even notice i’m still here.” you tone conveyed just how annoyed you were and, while you should know better than to run to hyunjin, you just wanted to go home and have minho bully his cock inside of you like no one else could.

hyunjin, being the ever so vigilant dom he was, took note of your attitude and swiftly changed the subject to avoid you getting yourself in any more trouble. it wasn’t long before had had enough of you avoiding him, choosing to stick to hyunjin instead, and he came stalking over just as you fell into hyunjin’s lap laughing at something he’d said.

“hi, minnie!” you smiled sweetly, batting your eyelashes at him when you noticed him, you hand still resting on hyunjin’s bicep. he looked between the pair of you silently before clearing his throat.

“hi, my pretty bunny. hyun, boss is asking for you so i said i’d bring you over.”

something in minho’s eyes made you disbelieving of his boss really wanting to talk to hyunjin,and you expressed this by rolling your eyes and pulling minho’s wallet out of his pocket.

“fine. i’m going to get another drink.”

the smile on minho’s face didn’t quite meet his eyes, and something about it unnerved you.

“of course, love. go enjoy yourself while you can.”

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god why did you never listen? why did you always get yourself into these situations?

minho was furious when you left the party, you could tell that by the way his hands gripped the steering wheel as he drove you both back home. he would barely look at you, only responding to you in short answers and curt nods. it was scary, but also had you flooding your panties in a second. you knew whatever you had got yourself into tonight would be interesting, for sure.

and there you were. slouched against the bedframe, wrists cuffed to the metal behind your head. minho had rid you of all your clothes except your soaking panties, and they were so full of arousal they were sticking to your folds uncomfortably. you went to squirm, cuffs rattling on the bed post, but stopped as soon as minho whipped his head around to glare at you.

he was pacing at the end of the bed, hands folded behind him and shoes clapping loudly against the floor in the silence of your apartment. your nerves felt they were firing on all cylinders - you were overwhelmed but felt nothing, excited but scared. it was intense in the best way. you had no idea what to expect, but you knew wholeheartedly that as long as you got to cum tonight, being bratty would be worth it. it got you home early after all, didn’t it?

a soft knock on the bedroom door pulled you from your thoughts, minho smirking as he went and opened it to reveal… hyunjin. what was he doing here? oh god, had minho told him what you had said? you stared, bewildered, between the two men as hyunjin entered the door, quick to rid himself of his jacket and tie.

“min…” you started, but minho sent you a look that had you whimpering, burning under his gaze.

“now, bunny. be a good girl, you know that’s not my name, is it?”

“no, sir. sorry, sir.” you whined under his intense stare, goosebumps rising on your skin at being so exposed in front of hyunjin. something that minho picked up on scarily fast.

“come on now, pretty. this is what you wanted, wasn’t it? to fuck hyunjin because i wouldn’t give you the attention you so desperately crave,” he spat. “nothing but a cockdrunk little whore.”

“now, come on, minho,” hyunjin pipped up, tsking at the sight of you clenching your thighs together. “she won’t be cockdrunk tonight, will she? don’t get her hopes up.”

hyunjin’s eyes were dark as he stared you down, which made you whimper at the insinuation of you not being able to cum tonight. but little did you know, you weren’t even being allowed a dick near you tonight. nor fingers, nor a tongue. oh no, it was much worse.

“oh, you’re right, hyunnie. we better show her just how pretty you can be when you get attention, right? so she knows what she’s missing out on. what she could’ve had if she just behaved?”

you were confused, shaken up. what on earth were they planning? but when minho sat on the edge and the bed and patted his thigh, prompting hyunjin to come towards him, your heart dropped.

hyunjin fell perfectly onto minho’s lap, adjusting himself so he could sit comfortably while minho grasped the taller boy’s waist. you pulled at the handcuffs, the clanging noise drawing hyunjin’s attention to you, but not before minho could grip his chin harshly and force the dark-haired boy’s attention back on him.

“say you’re sorry to hyunjin, (y/n). tell master you’re sorry for talking about him like an object.”

“i–i’m sorry, master… please, sir, please-”

“hush.” hyunjin snapped, one of his hands trailing up to rest at the nape of minho’s neck. “you brought this upon yourself, and now you get to watch sir and master enjoy each other, yeah?”

you whined, but nodded anyway. maybe it wasn’t too late for you to be good. maybe if you behaved now, minho would show mercy on you. it was worth trying.

a gasp escaped your lips and minho brought hyunjin’s lips to his, the youngest boy letting out a surprised gasp. it was addicting and you couldn’t look away, the sight of your boyfriend swapping spit with his best friend. you almost thought you could cum untouched on the spot.

the way minho’s hands rubbed hyunjin’s hips, prompting the younger to grind against him ever so carefully. the whimpers and gasps that left each man’s throat as their tongues explored.

if only you were in the middle. if only it was you getting their attention, and enjoying their touches. god, you had to go and mess it up by misbehaving, didn’t you?

it only got more intense, hyunjin’s hips moving erratically against minho’s bulge as the elder trailed his lips down hyunjin’s neck, sucking perfect blossoming marks against the skin. you almost cried out when you saw hyunjin’s eyes flutter, rolling to the back of his head.

“fuck, hyung.” he whimpered, causing minho to smirk and bring a heavy slap down on hyunjin’s ass. the moan hyunjin let out wontonly was heavenly, and you couldn’t help the way you bit your lip and rubbed your thighs together.

just as it was getting good, however, just as you thought you could make yourself cum by yourself in your position, minho pulled hyunjin away from his lips by his hair. he turned to look over at you, a devilish smirk on his face as he took in the wreck you’d become. he was impressed you hadn’t lost it, but he had one final trick up his sleeve to make sure your attitude and bratty behavior would stop for good.

“now, you little slut,” minho spat at you, your eyes brimming with tears. “if you sit still and be good while i make hyunjin fall apart on my cock, i’ll undo the handcuffs and maybe you’ll be given permission to touch. got it?”

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SKZ WORLD DOMINATION BABYYYYY THEY WOOOOOON 😭😭😭😭😭🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻

definitely happy today. despite being sick, i got my very first lightstick :D now we wait for a Canadian E’LAST concert to use it properly because sitting here waving it at the tv isn’t the same lmao

i had more green in the bottle of hair dye than i thought so my hair is green now… with some purple still……

it looks soft as hell though

HOLD UPPP FELIX DYED HIR HAIR BLONDE AGAIN💀💀💀 OOO I JUST KNOW THAT SHIT CRISPYYY

Manspreading S/o

Pairing: Skz x fem!reader

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: fluff fluff FLUFFFFF

Notes: ITS FINALLY HERE IM SORRYYYY. umm so I tried to make multiple different types of scenarios instead of just reactions so yea The Ask :) @kai-lee08

Summary: Skz reactions to their s/o manspreading

-please read responsibly, and remember that this work is fiction and meant strictly for imaginative fun. the idols used in fics are more accurately faceclaims and personality outlines for imaginary characters, and should not be interpreted as factual representations of existing people

Full word count ~4.3k ;)

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Chan:

As the stars started to twinkle in the sky, Chan made his way to a charming little café tucked away in a quiet corner. The soft chime of the bell above the door signaled his arrival, and his eyes immediately sought out the familiar face he had been yearning to see. There you were, sitting at a corner table with a cup of coffee in front of you, engrossed in a book. Your hair cascaded down your shoulders, and a contented smile curved your lips as you turned a page.

Chan's heart fluttered as he approached you, a fond smile gracing his features. He took a moment to admire you from afar, his eyes tracing the curve of your profile, how your lashes fluttered as you read, and how your lips formed silent words. He felt a sense of warmth wash over him, knowing he was lucky to have you by his side.

Gently clearing his throat, Chan leaned down to plant a soft kiss on your cheek, announcing his presence. Your eyes lit up with delight as you closed your book and looked up at him, the love in your gaze unmistakable. "Hey, you," you greeted your voice a soothing melody to his ears.

"Hey, beautiful," Chan replied, his voice laced with affection. He pulled out the chair across from you and took a seat, his fingers instinctively finding their way to yours. The comforting touch was a silent reassurance, a promise that he was there with you at that moment, undistracted and fully present.

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As the evening wore on, you engaged in animated conversation, sharing stories, dreams, and the little moments that made your hearts skip a beat. The laughter flowed freely, carrying with it a sense of companionship that was unique to the two of you. Amidst the chatter, Chan's eyes occasionally strayed down to your legs, snug in a comfortable pair of sweatpants.

It was during one of these stolen glances that Chan noticed something that made his eyebrows raise in mild surprise. You were sitting with your legs spread out. It was an unfamiliar sight, especially coming from someone like you, who always kept her legs perfectly crossed one on top of another when you and Chan went on dates. Yet now the contrast between your carefree pose and the elegance you exuded intrigued Chan.

For a moment, Chan's gaze lingered on your legs, his thoughts swirling like the currents of a river. He observed the way your body language seemed relaxed and unguarded as if you were entirely at ease in your own skin. He smiled to himself knowing that you were comfortable with him, that you didn’t have to worry about being perfect around him

He admired your confidence, the way carried yourself, and how you embraced your comfort above all else. To him, this was just another layer of your personality that he was discovering, another thread that wove into the intricate tapestry of who you were.

After a while, you caught on to his gaze and the curious smile on his lips. "Is there something on your mind?" you asked, playfully raising an eyebrow.

Chan chuckled softly, his gaze meeting yours with warmth and affection. "I was just admiring how effortlessly you make even the unconventional look captivating."

You laughed, a gentle blush gracing your cheeks. “To be honest I didn’t even notice my posture, I guess it shows that I’m comfy with you, huh?." You giggle at the last word.

 Chan replied, his tone filled with admiration, “Always".

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Lee Know:

In a quaint little cat cafe nestled in a cozy corner of the city, a sweet and endearing scene was about to unfold. The soft chatter of patrons and the gentle purring of feline companions provided a soothing backdrop as you awaited the arrival of your boyfriend, Lee Know. It was only your fourth date, but the connection you felt with him had already begun to bloom, and a sense of comfort and safety enveloped you.

As you sat in the lounge, your leg bounced slightly with anticipation and nervousness. You had been dating for just over a month, and although you already felt at ease with Lee Know, there was still that hint of butterflies fluttering within you. Your gaze was fixed on the entrance, heart skipping a beat when you spotted him making his way inside. Quickly, you adjusted your posture, shifting from a relaxed, legs-spread-out pose to a crisscrossed position. With a subtle tug, you secured your hair into a neat ponytail, hoping to present your best self to him.

Lee Know's observant eyes didn't miss a beat. He couldn't help but notice the subtle change in your posture as you caught sight of him. A tender smile tugged at the corners of his lips, the warmth of his affectionate gaze enveloping you like a soft embrace. He wanted to reassure you, to let you know that you could indeed be yourself around him, but he wasn't quite sure how to convey it just yet.

Approaching you with that familiar, confident stride, Lee Know settled onto the couch beside you. The cats in the cafe seemed to sense his presence, gravitating toward him like he was a magnet for their affection. A playful glint danced in his eyes as he engaged with the cats, forming an instant and heartwarming bond. The two of you were soon joined by a fluffy feline friend, which Lee Know carefully placed onto your lap in the hopes that the cuddly creature might help ease your nerves.

Despite the soft fur and gentle purring against your thighs, you found it a bit challenging to fully relax. Lee Know's caring gesture, however, had not gone unnoticed. His understanding nature and genuine concern for your comfort only deepened your fondness for him. With a deep breath, you leaned back into the couch, feeling his warm hand landing gently on your leg.

"Jagi, you can be comfortable with me," he murmured softly, his voice like a gentle breeze that calmed your fluttering heart. His words held an unspoken promise, a reassurance that you were cherished and accepted just as you were.

As if drawn by an invisible force, you snuggled closer to him, the shared warmth and affection between you two intertwining like a cozy blanket. The cat on your lap seemed to sense the newfound ease, nuzzling against your hand as you continued to pet it. Lee Know's fingers traced light patterns on your leg, a silent gesture that conveyed his desire to make you feel at ease.

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Changbin

Walking into the gym, the air hums with determination and sweat, a testament to the effort put in by everyone present, including you and Changbin. The clatter of weights and the steady rhythm of deep breaths create a backdrop of dedication and resolve. Today's workout holds the promise of challenge and growth, fueling your heart with a blend of excitement and readiness.

In workout attire designed for movement and comfort, a surge of confidence surges through you. This day is reserved for pushing your boundaries and embracing your inner strength. As you and Changbin approach a bench, a spontaneous idea takes hold – to sit with the same confidence that Changbin exudes on stage.

Gracefully, you take a seat on the bench, finding a relaxed posture that lets you settle comfortably. The motion feels natural, a testament to the self-assuredness within you. Amid the active environment, you catch Changbin's gaze. Anticipating his playful tease or comment, his reaction takes you pleasantly by surprise.

Changbin looks at you with a mix of admiration and warmth. It's as if he sees the essence of your confidence, appreciating the genuine energy radiating from you. His silent approval bolsters your determination, and you share a playful smile.

"You like what you see?" you ask, with a hint of playful challenge.

Changbin's lips curve into a faint smile, his eyes sparkling. "Absolutely"

Reclining on the bench, your arms rest comfortably behind you, and a feeling of liberation envelops you. It's not about mimicking stereotypical behavior; it's about embracing your identity and assuming a posture that aligns with your comfort. The simple truth becomes clear – confidence knows no gender boundaries; it's a sentiment accessible to all.

Changbin draws nearer, his proximity creating a sense of solidarity amidst the gym's dynamic environment. "You know," he begins, his tone contemplative, "moments like these make me appreciate you even more."

Raising an eyebrow, you're genuinely curious. "Oh? Why is that?"

Changbin's hand finds yours, his fingers intertwining with yours, a gesture that symbolizes unity and encouragement. "I don’t know, you inspire me," he admits, his gaze unwavering. 

A smile tugs at your lips, your heart swelling with a medley of emotions. "You inspire me too.” 

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Hyunjin

The city's energy buzzes around you as you walk hand in hand with Hyunjin. The sun's warm rays cast a gentle glow over the bustling streets, lending a sense of magic to the urban landscape. With your heart dancing to the rhythm of the city, you find yourself caught in a unique adventure with your partner. Today is different – Hyunjin has a camera slung around his neck, and he's made it clear that he wants to capture the beauty he sees in you.

Nerves tangle with excitement as you begin this impromptu photoshoot. You stand in a quaint alleyway, your flared jeans peeking out from under your dainty patterned top. Legs crossed, you tilt your head shyly, unsure of how to pose. Hyunjin's encouraging smile soothes your apprehension as he clicks a few shots. His presence, the reassuring warmth of his hand in yours, gives you the courage to embrace this experience.

With every snap of the camera, your nervousness begins to wane. Hyunjin's compliments and playful encouragements weave a tapestry of comfort around you. You find yourself slowly unfurling, letting your inhibitions slip away like discarded layers. The patterned cuteness of your top, a reflection of your personality, becomes a part of the story these photos are weaving.

As the photoshoot continues, Hyunjin's lens captures your every move. The city becomes your backdrop, and you feel like you're dancing with the sunlight as it filters through the gaps between buildings. It's amidst this evolving confidence that you catch a glimpse of yourself in a window's reflection – your flared jeans peeking out, and the notion strikes you. It's time for a change, a bolder stance.

Gently, almost naturally, you shift your position. Your legs part slightly, your flared jeans embracing the newfound space. You embody the confidence that Hyunjin sees in you, and let it manifest physically.

Hyunjin observes your shift from a distance, his admiration evident in his gaze. The click of the camera slows, his focus on you sharpening. The breeze carries whispers of your newfound courage, and the city around you seems to bow in appreciation. His eyes never leave you as you bask in this self-assured moment, each photo capturing a different facet of your radiance.

As the sun starts its descent, you and Hyunjin find yourselves nestled in a cozy café. With steaming cups of coffee before you, you lean into each other, the afternoon's adventure a shared memory. His gaze is a blend of affection and pride, and you can't help but question his lingering glances.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" you ask with a playful grin, curiosity dancing in your eyes.

Hyunjin's lips curl into a tender smile, his hand finding yours across the table. "Because you're incredible, you know that?”

A gentle blush creeps across your cheeks, his words touching your heart. "It's all thanks to you and your camera."

Leaning in, Hyunjin's voice is a soft murmur, meant for you alone. "I want you to feel as loved as I see you. That's why I took those photos – to capture the moments when you embraced your true self, unapologetically."

His words resonate deeply within you, and before you can respond, he's drawing you closer. His kisses are tender, a silent affirmation of his affection. He wraps you in his arms, creating a cocoon of warmth and security. As your heart beats in sync with his, you realize that his love isn't just about the person you are – it's about celebrating the person you're becoming.

"Why all the kisses and hugs?" you finally ask, your voice a gentle inquiry.

Hyunjin's eyes meet yours, his gaze steady and sincere. "Because I want to love you as much as you love yourself."

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Jisung

In the serene cocoon of your shared apartment, the air is infused with an intimacy that only comes from being truly at ease. You find yourself lounging on the couch, your phone in hand, engrossed in its glowing screen. Jisung, your partner and confidant, settles in beside you. As he takes his seat, he notices something about you – something that makes his heart swell with affection.

There you are, sitting on the couch, your legs comfortably sprawled out, and a look of effortless relaxation gracing your features. You're unguarded, unfiltered – a side of you that's reserved only for the sanctuary of your shared space. Jisung can't help but admire this domestic version of you, where you're not concerned about appearances or pretenses.

With a quiet chuckle, he mimics your stance, spreading his legs wide and giggling to himself. He's captivated by the genuineness of this moment, where you both can just be, without the weight of the world's expectations.

Your gaze flickers to Jisung, curiosity and a hint of amusement dancing in your eyes. You're met with an impish grin that hints at his mischief. In a heartbeat, he surprises you, pulling you by the waist and guiding you to his lap. Giggles bubble up from both of you, mingling in the air as he peppers your neck with playful kisses.

Your heart races as his lips leave a trail of affection down your neck. The sensation sends a shiver down your spine, but it's a welcomed one. Turning to face him, you straddle his lap, meeting his eyes with a mixture of surprise and affection. As you rest your forehead against his chest, you can hear his heart beating, a steady rhythm that matches your own.

Jisung's fingers brush against your back, drawing soothing circles that further anchor you to this moment of intimacy. He whispers those three precious words – "I love you" – a declaration that fills the space between you with warmth and tenderness. Your heart swells in response, your love for him so profound it's almost tangible.

With a sweet smile, you tilt your head up, connecting your lips with his in a gentle, heartfelt kiss. It's a simple exchange, but it speaks volumes of the love and understanding you share. In this quiet embrace, on his lap, in the privacy of your apartment, you find a space where your true selves can flourish.

Wrapped up in each other's arms, you rest your head on his shoulder, his embrace cocooning you in a sense of security and contentment. The world outside fades away, leaving only the two of you in this cherished bubble of affection.

In these moments, where you can be unapologetically yourself, Jisung sees you for who you indeed are. He cherishes the unfiltered you, the one that's free from the pressures of the outside world. And you, in turn, find solace in his embrace, knowing that here, in the heart of your shared apartment and in the arms of your partner, you are loved for every facet of your being.

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Felix

You find yourself seated at the edge of your bed, legs comfortably spread as you immerse yourself in the pages of a book. The soft light filtering through the curtains casts a warm glow, creating a cozy haven that feels like home.

As you read, the sound of the bathroom door creaking open draws your attention. There he is – Felix, your partner, freshly emerged from the shower. His wet hair clings to his forehead and dangles adorably over his forehead, droplets glistening like stars caught in his ebony locks. The sight of him, with his endearing freckles dotting his bare skin, never fails to make your heart flutter.

Felix takes a seat beside you, his expression a mix of distress and exhaustion. You look at him with concern, bookmarking your book as you set it aside. "Everything okay, Lix?" you inquire gently, your eyes searching his.

He sighs, running a hand through his damp hair, and gives you a tired smile. "Yeah, just a headache. I think the shower helped a bit, though."

Without a second thought, he rests his hand on your thigh, his touch soothing and affectionate. It's moments like these that remind you of the comfort you share, where words aren't always necessary to convey care.

Your gaze lingers on him for a moment longer before an idea forms in your mind. "Hey, come sit in between my legs," you suggest, your voice gentle and inviting.

He blinks, his confusion giving way to a faint smile as he realizes what you're suggesting. Without hesitation, he shifts his position, moving to sit in the cozy nook you've created. It's a position he's come to love – one where he can be close to you, enveloped in your presence in a way that words can't quite describe.

With him situated comfortably between your legs, you begin to gently card your fingers through his damp hair. His eyes flutter shut, and a contented sigh escapes him as he leans back, his head nestled against your chest. The rhythm of your fingers on his scalp becomes a soothing melody, easing away the remnants of his headache and filling the room with a sense of tranquility.

He melts against you, his breaths growing slower and more even. The physical closeness, the reassuring touch, it's a testament to the unspoken connection you share. You feel his tension easing, his body relaxing against yours as the gentle massage works its magic.

In this intimate moment, you're attuned to each other's presence. Felix's warmth against your chest, the steady rise and fall of his breaths, they're like a symphony of comfort. And as your fingers continue their gentle dance, you're reminded of the power of touch, of how it can convey care, affection, and a deep-seated bond.

Minutes stretch into a timeless embrace, and as his body relaxes further, you feel a soft, contented sigh vibrate against your chest. The ambiance of the room, the warmth of your connection, it's all a testament to the beauty of these quiet, unfiltered moments shared between two souls.

Eventually, as the tranquil cocoon of your shared space envelops you both, you ease back onto the bed, Felix still nestled against you. The book lies forgotten, replaced by the rhythmic dance of your fingers in his hair. And as the gentle embrace of slumber beckons, you feel Felix press a soft kiss against your neck, a silent gesture of gratitude and affection.

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Seungmin

Amidst the elegant ambiance of the fancy dinner, you radiate an aura of confidence and allure. You're dressed in a stunning black dress that perfectly molds to your curves, featuring a daring leg slit that runs down to your ankles. The dress is a testament to your grace, the embodiment of sophistication that you carry with such poise.

As you wait for your table to be ready, you find respite on a nearby bench. Your legs are spread comfortably, a gesture that defies conventional expectations. The long dress drapes around you, its dark fabric contrasting beautifully against your skin. Your nonchalant demeanor speaks volumes – you're comfortable in your own skin, unburdened by the societal norms that dictate how one should sit while wearing a dress.

Your stance defies expectations, a bold statement of your individuality. Some might assume that a dress warrants legs kept together, but you've never been one to conform. The confidence you exude draws a few glances, but you pay them no mind. You revel in being true to yourself, a sentiment that's become an integral part of your identity.

And then, your partner, Seungmin, appears on the scene. His gaze locks onto you, and his expression softens, his heart stirred by the sight of you. He finds you absolutely captivating – not just because of the elegance of your attire, but because of the way you exude confidence and authenticity. You've always known how to make heads turn, not just by dressing up but by owning it, by radiating confidence that captivates all who come into your orbit.

Seungmin approaches you, his presence a warm and reassuring embrace. Without hesitation, he claims the space next to you, his hand resting on your inner thigh. His touch is possessive, a silent declaration of his admiration and affection. He scatters tender kisses along your neck, a trail of affection that leaves you tingling.

You're no stranger to his displays of affection, his way of expressing his love for you. It's a language unique to your relationship, one that needs no words. You've grown accustomed to the way he finds you irresistible in this pose, how it makes him feel like the luckiest person in the world to have a partner who's not only beautiful but confident in her own skin.

The quiet murmurs of the surrounding crowd fade into the background as Seungmin's lips press against your skin. His affectionate gestures are his way of conveying how much he cherishes you, and how he admires your strength and individuality. In a world that often tries to mold individuals into a predefined shape, you're a breath of fresh air, a reminder that true beauty emanates from within.

You turn your head slightly, your eyes meeting his with an understanding that transcends words. The intimacy between you is palpable, a bond formed not just by shared experiences but by a deep appreciation for each other's essence. In this shared moment, the world around you seems to dissolve, leaving only the connection you share.

With a gentle, loving smile, you reach out to him, your fingers grazing his cheek. Seungmin's eyes reflect a mixture of desire and adoration, and in response, you lean in, your lips finding him in a sweet and tender kiss. It's a fusion of passion and intimacy, a testament to the profound love that defines your relationship.

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Jeongin

In the cozy embrace of your shared apartment, you sit on the couch, surrounded by open books and the weight of impending exams. Your concentration is unwavering, and your determination to conquer your studies is evident in the way you hunch over the coffee table. Hair gathered in a messy bun, you're deeply engrossed in the world of academia.

The door creaks open, and you sense Jeongin's arrival before you see him. His presence exudes a comforting energy that interrupts your focus. You look up, greeted by his warm smile as he steps into view. "Hi, love," you greet him with affection, your heart fluttering at the sight of him.

"Hey," he replies, his voice gentle as he takes in the scene before him. Books sprawled across the coffee table, you engrossed in your studies. Concern and fondness reflect in his eyes as he asks, "Are you hungry?"

You pause, realizing the hours have flown by and hunger has crept in. "Yeah, I could use a break," you admit, your smile growing as he approaches the couch.

With a natural ease, he settles right in between your legs, the open books and the coffee table becoming a backdrop to the space you share. He's close, nestled comfortably against you, and you can't help but admire the way his presence fills the room with warmth.

"How about I order some food for us?" he suggests, his tone carrying the gentle cadence of someone who cares deeply.

"That sounds perfect," you reply, grateful for his thoughtful gesture. His ability to provide comfort and support without you having to ask is something you cherish deeply.

As he places the food order on his phone, his gaze lingers on the open books before turning to meet yours. "Need any help with your studying?" he offers his willingness to assist clearly in his eyes.

A soft smile graces your lips, touched by his genuine concern. "Actually, that would be really helpful," you admit, feeling a sense of relief wash over you at his offer.

He glances at you with a mischievous glint in his eyes. "As long as I can sit right here," he playfully insists, his gaze fixated on you.

A soft chuckle escapes your lips, and you scoot over slightly to accommodate him. "Of course, you can sit here," you agree, creating a cozy space where he's nestled between your legs.

A pleased grin lights up his features as he settles in comfortably. It's a position he clearly relishes – close to you, surrounded by the comforting scent of your presence, and in a spot that feels uniquely his.

"Alright, let's get started," he announces, his enthusiasm evident in his voice.

With his encouragement, you embark on a journey of quizzing and revision. His questions are thoughtful, challenging your understanding while keeping the atmosphere light and enjoyable. He's not just a partner; he's a steadfast pillar of support, someone who wants to see you succeed and is willing to lend a helping hand.

As the quizzing continues, your connection deepens. You're not just learning; you're sharing moments of growth, laughter, and mutual encouragement. And all the while, he's right there, nestled between your legs, a presence that grounds you and fuels your determination.

As the delicious scent of food wafts through the air, signaling the arrival of your meal, you both pause to relish the moment. Jeongin leans in, his breath warm against your ear as he playfully asks, "Ready for a break?"

Meeting his gaze with a playful twinkle in your eye, you nod. "Definitely."

With that, you wrap your arms around him from behind, holding him in a warm embrace. Your legs are spread comfortably on the couch, and he fits perfectly between them, his presence an extension of your closeness.

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