Jungkook With Chubby Girlfriend !

Jungkook with chubby girlfriend !

Pairing : Jungkook x fem chubby reader

Warnings : includes NSFW headcanons under divider thing

A/n : first post for my plus size babes <3

- He’s absolute putty for your stretch marks

- He’d name each of them while tracing over them with his finger (🥹)

- Jungkook would definitely cup your tummy while back hugging you

- This man would FOLD if you wear tight dresses, he loves how much they show off your curves and legs

- He’d definitely show you off to his friends, making you sit in his lap when there’s an event/party going on and he wants to sit it out.

- He’d squish your cheeks making your lips picker and kiss them

- He’d make you meals when you feel down and eat with you

- If you feel like wanting to lose weight, he’d help you lose it in a healthy way and make you healthy food and snacks

- He’d love going to the gym with you and wear matching gym clothes

- I feel like he’d be very protective over you, so if someone were to make a comment or look at you in the wrong way, he’d ask them to take a walk but if they don’t he’d bring the guns 💪🏻

NSFW (don’t go past this if it’s not your cup of tea)

- While doing missionary, he’d grab a hold of your tummy and squeeze while he’s thrusting into you

- He loves doggy style, the sight of his duck disappearing inside you and your ass giggling makes him WHINE

- If you get insecure when he wants you to sit on his face, he just grabs your thighs and manhandles you so your above him

- When you’re close to cumming, and he knows cuz you’d tighten around him even more, he’d lean into your ear “does my big girl wanna cum? Hmm?” AGHH BUTTERFLIES

- When 69ing he’d prefer you on top that way he can spread ur cheeks and lick a long thick strip from your clit to your entrance, even teasing your hole (if ur into anal idk)

- If you surprise him with wearing lingerie, he’d instantly get hard at the sight of your thighs spilling over the knee socks

- He’d definitely hand cuffs you to the bed post and use a bar spreader just to sit and watch as you cum around the vibrator dildo over and over

- He obsessed with your pussy. He could spend days down there, and the way your thunder thighs wrap around him? Shesshhh 😮‍💨

Soft Spot

pairing: leeknow x female reader

warning(s): swearing (like once), kissing

summary: your boyfriend leeknow doesn’t want to admit he has a soft spot for you.

please enjoy!

“hey, kitty.” you flinch at the sudden backhug, ogling at the buff, veiny arms wrapping around your waist.

“hi.” you finish up washing the dishes, placing a glass cup on the counter. the cup wasn’t even dry yet, but the rasp in lee know’s voice told you to stop.

he turns you to face him by your hips, “who told you to wash these?” he tilts your head up with his thumb.

“you weren’t gonna.” you gently push him away, refusing to look him in his mesmerizing eyes.

“I need a favor.” he steps closer to you, resting one hand on your ass.

“what?”

“can you—um. style? style my hair.” he runs his free hand through his mop of hair.

you gasp. almost checking your pulse. “can I what?”

“stop it kitty, you heard me!” he laughs, one of those laughs that show his bunny teeth.

you scoff. anyone who knows leeknow, knows he hates for anyone to touch his precious hair. whether it’s styled, messy, or in a ponytail no one can lay a finger on it. yeah, he’s fine when he gets it professionally done. but oh boy, touching leeknow’s hair is like poking a grizzly bear.

“you’re asking me to touch your hair?” you hit him in the chest.

“it’s not that big off a deal—“

“like hell it’s not, baby? you never let anyone touch your hair. remember? the time han brushed your hair out of your face, so you locked him outside. or—or the time I tried to touch your hair, and you tackled me to the floor?”

he shrieks at the memories, “just hurryyy, before I change my mind.”

you smirk, and your boyfriend recognizes that look. he knows you’re about to say something stupid.

“you have a soft spot for me, huh?”

“I mean, you are my girlfriend. I’m forced to—“

you cover his mouth with the palm of your hand. “none of that. tell the truth.”

you uncover his mouth for an answer. he groans, fighting a smile.

“I am forced—“

“uh, uh.”

“I have a soft spot for you, kitty.”

“prove it.”

he leans down and presses his lips on yours, his lips warm and soft. they part slightly, allowing your tongue to slip inside.

you reach up to take a handful of his hair, but you stop yourself. realizing the situation, leeknow grabs your wrists and places them on his head. allowing you to tug on his curls.

“does that prove it?” he whispers in-between the kiss.

“mmh.”

hi lovey can i request a reader starts freaking out about ateez members new hair color/ hair cut and how they’d react to it!!! ( can u also use blueberry joong, halazia silver hwa, pink mingi BECAUSE IT WAS SUCH A DRASTIC CHANGE, and oreo sannie (his best hair and yes i’m manifesting it comes back for the new cb hehe)

i also never asked this before BUT WHO IS UR ATEEZ BIAS I WANNA SPAM U W VIDEOS AND OR PICS OF THEM LLS AND TY

ateez when their s/o reacts to their new hair colour

genre: fluff and crack tbh :33

word count: 0.8k

warnings: none

a/n: MY ATEEZ BIAS IS HONGJOONG EEEEEEE AND MY SECOND BIAS IS WOOYOUNGIE <3333 THANKS FOR ASKING. also, just for the record, yes blue hongjoong has taking over my life and yes i cried when i found out he dyed his hair blue again like what was that, i was such an emotional wreck and for what. anyways ENJOY

hongjoong

"KIM HONGJOONG"

hongjoong thrashed his head around when he heard your loud voice, a grin now plastered on his face.

he laughed before you almost full-on tackled him to the ground due to the force of your hug.

"you didn't tell me you were gonna dye your hair!!"

all hongjoong felt he could do was chuckle, finding your reaction adorable.

"do you like it?" he asked in a shy voice, but the grin on his face showed he already knew the answer.

"you're so sexy i can't believe i'm dating you" you gawked at his electric blue hair and ran your fingers through it as he laughed at your comment.

seonghwa

seonghwa couldn't help but blush, growing a little shy at your overwhelming amount of compliments.

"this might be my favourite hair colour yet!" you said, eyes fixated on the top of his head.

"you said that about the last one," seonghwa replied with a deep chuckle, finding it endearing about how excited you got with his new looks.

"i know but still," you said, sifting your hands through his silver hair in admiration.

"well you better get used to it because in a few months, it'll be gone," seonghwa teased, knowing this would annoy you.

you pouted with wide eyes. "hey don't tease me like that!"

yunho

'i promise you will like it :D'

that was the text yunho had sent to you regarding his new hair colour. of course, he didn't tell you what colour it would be because he's a huge tease and wants to see your first reaction for himself.

so, when you were waiting at home for him to return, you heard the front door open and close.

"y/n?" he called to you as you sprung to your feet, intrigued by what he came home with. and you weren't disappointed!

you let out a squeal as your eyes landed on the mint green hair on your boyfriend's head. he grinned shyly, "it's for our new summer concept."

"i love it!"

yeosang

yeosang couldn't help but feel your intense gaze on him as you stared for what felt like 5 minutes.

"y/n, you're staring," he said without looking up from his book.

"no i'm not."

"yes, you are."

"well can you blame me?" you said defensively.

his recent, freshly dyed hair was all you could think about recently. blond. and it was certainly his colour. you couldn't help but gawk at it.

yeosang looked up before looking back down, smiling shyly after his own gaze met yours. he never realised how much you would like his new hair colour until now.

san

"you look so tasty"

san gave you a side eye and a smirk at your comment. chin in your hands, you sat and admired your boyfriend's new hair colour. it was your favourite one yet, if that was even possible.

"you're crazy, you know that?" he chuckled, placing a hand on your leg before focusing his attention back on his phone.

"ow!" he exclaimed when he felt you bite him on the shoulder. "what was that for?"

"don't blame me, it's your oreo hair." you teased and shrugged, fluttering your eyelashes innocently.

"i can't believe you," san shook his head, but he can't help but smile at the attention you gave him. he couldn't help it.

mingi

"so when you said pink, what shade did you mean"

"huh?"

"you said the next time i dye my hair, i should dye it pink."

you were currently on your way to meet your boyfriend, staying on the phone with him so you could find each other in a busy area of town.

"any shade of pink you want, i guess" you giggled at the randomness of his question.

"will this shade do?"

in the distance, your boyfriend stood out like a pink flower against the greyness of the world. he had a beaming grin on his face and he watched you gasp and run towards him.

"it's perfect!" you say, jumping into his arms.

wooyoung

wooyoung would giggle uncontrollably as you continued to watch his halazia fancam.

"i mean it's just so red" you kept saying out loud, eyes focused on the screen before you.

"you know you don't have to keep watching that when you have me right here," he whined as he nudged you, starting to want more of your attention.

when you didn't acknowledge him, he snatched the device from your hands and turn it off.

"see, you have me now, in real life, with my new hair" he beamed and you rolled your eyes at his childishness.

"you better dance for me then, tomato boy" you teased, snorting as you watched his jaw drop.

"the audacity!"

jongho

your dramatic reaction to jongho's new hair colour was not shocking.

considering he only ever had black or different variations of brown hair, no one could blame you for completely freaking out when he rocked up with RED.

red. hair. who would've thought?

"did you change your lockscreen to me?" jongho asked as he chuckled, looking at your phone.

"and my homescreen. and i have a photocard too," you proudly showed off the photocard of your boyfriend with red hair.

"such a dork" he rolled his eyes, but couldn't help but be flattered by your support.

p1harmony - little things about being in a relationship with them

cw: mentions of being sad in theo's

a/n: in honor of me seeing piwon soon, I decided to write a reaction for them! I'm still working on the requests I have!!

keeho - having karaoke dates. him having his home screen as a picture of you. sending each other new artists to listen to. having hundreds of inside jokes. him being super confident when flirting with you until you start flirt back (then he gets shy).

——

theo - him kissing you at random moments. him singing you to sleep. theo always being able to make you laugh when you're sad. teasing each other 24/7. going on outdoor dates.

——

jiung - staying up late to talk to each other. sharing fashion tips. hand kisses <3 you getting to wear his clothes. every day, he sends you things that he loves about you.

——

intak - cuddles every morning. forehead kisses!! him being your personal photographer. having promise rings. learning dances together.

——

soul - him patting your head out of nowhere. having a secret handshake. having dance offs. him teaching you how to play his favorite games. being very cuddly with each other.

——

jongseob - sharing headphones. getting matching outfits. going to the skatepark on dates. being the first person to read the songs that he writes. face timing each other when you get the chance.

crying as i find these disappeared :,(

hickeys | z.cl

❯ summary: your boyfriend, chenle, is competitive. and even though the comment about you giving better hickeys than him was a joke — he’s always up for the chance to prove you wrong. yes he loves you, but that doesn’t mean he’d let you get away with thinking he was bad at something — especially not something you claim you’re better at than him — so he settles it.

❯ pairings: chenle x fem!reader

❯ genre: established relationship, very suggestive, fluffish, very slight minor angst, reader is slightly inexperienced.

❯ words: 2.9k

❯ tags: 18+ minors dni!, marking/hickeys, a lot of kissing, light petting, chenle is sulky, brief mentions of jealousy, chenle and reader have a hickey competition idk????

“Can you believe the nerve of that guy?” your boyfriend huffs, shaking off his coat as the two of you usher through your shared apartment. 

He’s pissed — scrap that — he’s beyond fuming. He’s angry that the guy at the coffee shop you frequent every morning thought he could ask you for your number the moment he slipped away to the bathroom.

He just can’t seem to quite understand it. It’s not like you were alone — you and Chenle had walked in together. And Chenle knew the guy on the counter knew who he was because, for the last three months of your relationship, the two of you had made it a habit to get coffee at that same cafe on your street corner every morning. 

“He probably just didn’t realise we were together. Don’t think too hard about it babe,” you say wrapping your hands around his waist as he hangs up his stuff on the coat rack.

Chenle rolls his eyes before turning around. He’s upset you’re trying to brush this off, but he knows it’s not your fault so he still places a gentle kiss on the top of your head. Then, he unwraps your hands from him and walks to sink into the soft black couch, pulling out his phone and scrolling through it. 

You know he’s still pissed but is pretending not to be. You see the harsh way he’s gripping his phone case, and the way his eyebrows keep knitting together, and the frustrated sighs he keeps letting pass through his nose. 

But the whole thing is silly really — but you know he doesn’t see it that way. And honestly, if the shoe was on the other foot, you’d be beyond pissed too. 

“He didn’t realise we were together my ass,” he mumbles.

You cross your arms over your chest as you stand in front of him, “are you seriously jealous right now?”

He sees the way you’re smirking at him, teasing him, and he hates it. 

“Being jealous would mean he has something I want-” he puts his phone down on the spot next to him and leans forward on his knees, eyes fixed on you “-I already have you. He should be jealous of me.”

You let that comment slide with a roll of your eyes.

“He might just be new, LeLe, and he might not have seen us walk in together.” 

Chenle knows that’s not possible. He knows the barista was not some new recruit — he was the same guy he’s clocked eyeing you every time he seemed to be on shift. Your boyfriend hated the way the man's eyes would flick to your lips as you ordered; and the way he’d let his hand linger for too long when passing you your change. 

At first, he didn’t mind it. He was proud to have such a beautiful girlfriend that was so unaware of the effect she had on other people. What bothered him was when he made a point to wrap his hand around your waist, tight, and the man didn’t care, still making advances at you. 

Yeah, that’s what pissed him off. 

“It doesn’t matter, he should have seen that hickey on your neck and minded his own fucking business,” he growls. 

Your eyes widen, remembering the way your boyfriend lightly feathered kisses down your neck before sucking down, only hard enough to leave a light bruise as replacement when he pulled off with a pop, last night.

It’s then you realise he’d made sure to do that to you every single night for the last three months — even if you weren’t having sex that night. And even though the mark would be slightly faded come the morning, you still reprimand him for it. 

In fact, your boyfriend had never expressed an interest in marking you until you had started your morning coffee ritual. And then it clicks. 

“Zhong Chenle, have you been marking me on purpose?!”

Your sulky boyfriend sheepishly sinks back into the couch, lips pursing into a line. Your hands go to your hips, and so do his eyes, as you wait for a response from him. 

“It’s not like that, __, I swear, it’s just…he…ugh…I don’t know,” he’s starting to get flustered and you can’t help but giggle at him. 

You take the seat beside him, holding his hands in yours. 

“You’ve been giving me hickeys every single night to prove that I’m yours?” you ask, a smirk twitching at the corner of your lips. Chenle nods, making you smile. “Well, you’re not doing a very good job at it if guys are still hitting on me.”

You’re joking, trying to lighten the mood and add a smile to his face, but he doesn’t find you funny. The minute the words leave your lips, Chenle’s eyes darken, and the hold you have on each other’s hands tightens. 

“What’s that supposed to mean?” 

He drops your hands immediately and turns his body to face away from you. You realise you’re making the situation worse and can’t believe your boyfriend’s being so sulky about something you thought was a none issue. 

“Oh come on, Chenle. I’m just playing around,” you bring your hand to his cheek to turn him back to look at you. He brushes your hand away, but stays facing you — you’re thankful for that at least. 

“Sounds like your saying I give bad hickeys,” he mumbles. You have to laugh at him, he’s being ridiculous. “It’s not funny.”

You roll your eyes, “No, I’m saying maybe I should give you the hickeys from now on to clear up everyone’s confusion.”

“You think you give better hickeys than I do?” His eyes have narrowed on you.

You knew of your boyfriend’s competitive nature, and now he’s giving you a look he only ever really gives to Haechan when the two of them play video games; or Jisung when they’re playing basketball. But now, he’s directing that look at you, tense jaw, tight fist, slit eyes. 

He looks so hot like this, all riled up, confronted and pissed off at you. You can’t help but swallow the lump in your throat and clench your thighs together as your pussy flutters at the sight. 

“Chenle, I’m playing with you-”

“You’re challenging me,” he corrects, leaning in to brush against your skin. He whispers discreetly in your ear. 

You don’t dare to make a sound, feeling the pit in your stomach rise. He takes his middle and pointer fingers and taps them against last night’s purple mark. He pokes his tongue out of his mouth then you feel his wet lips brush the spot. Your breath hitches and Chenle laughs, the throaty sound vibrating on your neck so good you almost moan. 

“This isn’t good enough for you, huh?” he pulls back to examine his work. His fingers are rough as he rubs up and down against the mark, cooing as he soothes the soft spot of your skin. Once he stops, you gasp as his hand grips your jaw so that your eyes meet his. “Think you can do better?”

“C-Chenle,” you breathe out as his grip keeps you in place. You love the dominance the gesture exerts. 

His other hand grazes up your thigh, his thumb caressing the inner part of your skin. The touch is small, but it doesn’t stop your body from going on fire. 

“I think we should put this to the test, don’t you think?” 

“W-W-What do you mean?” You can’t think straight, not with his hand inching closer and closer to your panties. And you know the minute he reaches them, he’ll tease you about the wetness already pooling there. 

“I suck your neck, you suck mine,” he nuzzles back into your neck now, his breath fanning over you as he whispers low. “See which one of us is really better.” 

You shove him back because you can’t believe what he’s saying. Chenle never lets you mark him, not with his job, so you’re in a state of disbelief. That and you just couldn’t take any more of him acting like this without jumping his bones right there on the couch. 

"That’s not fair, you know you have more experience than I do,” you object. 

Chenle huffs, “You’re the one who started this by saying I give bad hickeys.” 

“I never said that.” 

“Might as well of.” 

He’s impossible. 

"And besides baby, have you ever heard of quality over quantity, you could prove me wrong-” his touch comes back as he nuzzles in closer. “I don’t think you will, but I’d love to go see you try.” 

Now it was your turn to feel challenged. If this was how he wants to play, then fine. You were gonna do this, and you were gonna give it your all proving him wrong. You narrow your eyes and lick your lips. 

"Alright, fine. But I’m going first,” you turn your body a fraction to meet his direction. 

Chenle tilts his head back upright and looks at you with shock. You glimmer a grin, knowing he wasn’t expecting you to agree so soon.

“Bold for someone who was just complaining about having a lack of experience,” he teases and you scowl. 

"Ever heard of quality over quantity?" You mimic him.

Then, you're tilting his head and leaning into the crook of his neck. You start off gently, easing in very calm and slow. His lips gently part at the plush feeling of your lips. You’re taking your time with it — and it’s killing him. You don’t suck or bite just yet, only gently kissing him in very calming spots. 

You begin to pick up speed starting to suck but keeping a gradual build. You moan into his skin causing vibrations to ripple through him making him grunt. When you pop off and look at the red mark starting to bruise on the side of his neck, you smile. You look down to see his cock straining against his jeans — and that does wonders for your ego. 

“Don’t get too smug-” he pulls your hips closer to him. “It’s my turn now.” 

Your stomach starts to turn in your nerves as you straighten your back so you’re closer to his head level. Your chest gently rises up and down as his hands start gripping your thighs. He’s so close you notice just how good he smells. 

You felt a brief exhale from him, humid air gliding down the arch of your neck. You gently shallow out your breathing, and that’s when he leans in to make contact with you.

You force your eyes to stay open, wanting to bask in the feeling of his warm contact on your sensitive skin. Your boyfriend was also one cocky motherfucker, so you refuse to let a sound slip from your mouth or allow your eyes to shutter in ecstasy. 

His first initial touch is wet and warm. And when he starts moving, he begins slowly with very tender kisses. He does that thing you love when he moves up closer to your ear knowing that’s the spot that gives you the most pleasure. 

You know this isn’t a fair battlefield. Chenle knows all the right things to do that have you squirming and writhing underneath him — and God did he know it. You’d never given him a hickey before, so you were already at a disadvantage. 

His kisses keep getting heavier, parting his lips with a subtle suck between his teeth, sending sharp shocks through your body. He notices you jolt and starts soothing the skin with a lapse of his tongue after.

Then he starts integrating suction, right below your ear. He sucks with a roughness he knew  you enjoyed, breathing heavily in an almost pant. You couldn't help but allow your eyes to feather shut against your will. You bite the inside of your cheek, refusing to make a sound and feed his already large ego. 

His hand grasps your side, gripping you firmly right below your rib cage. The touch applies heat to your stomach, the pleasure of his fingers digging into your sides. He sucks on different places until he’s back up to lace under your ear. You bite your cheek harder as his hands start gripping your bare thighs more aggressively.

Those hands start creeping further up your skirt until his left-hand rests above your panties. He takes your earlobe between his teeth, and at the same time, his hot breath huffed right into your ear. You uncontrollably shiver and tilt your head back a bit, making him smile against you sadistically.

"Aren’t you fidgety?" He whispers, as his hands start teasing the material. He loved to gravel a choppy exhale against your ear, knowing the sound and feeling always made you shiver.

“Because you’re not playing fair, Chenle,” you grip his hand, stopping him. 

He knows he’s not — but he doesn’t care. The only thing he cares about right now is winning and hoping you swallow your words. 

“Really?” He asks, “I don’t remember us having any rules.” 

His face is flush flat right against your cheek, his deep breath exhales on your skin as he loves every minute of you squirming. 

“W-We didn’t, but this is c-cheating,” you finally let out a whimper and want to curse yourself after trying so hard to fight it. 

“What’s cheating?” He asks innocently, his hand moving back to the wet material between your legs. 

“This,” you grab hold of his wrist, but you're not strong enough to stop the way he teases your waistband and glides his rough digit above your pubic bone. 

“What’s ‘this’?” 

“You’re not allowed to touch me like this. It’s cheating!” 

Chenle laughs but doesn't remove his hand. And deep down you didn’t want him to — despite your protests. Instead, he greedily makes you take your own hand, which was white-knuckling your other thigh, so he could have full access to spread your legs open. Your chest was rising now, eyes looking down at the large ring-covered hand brushing between your thighs. Chenle’s eyes flicker with lust, and you’re certain yours do too. 

He curls his lips into your neck, satisfied. The gentle noise of euphoria he had gotten out of you was enough to fuel his fire, because from there he started going harder. He continues grunting against your ear, lacing down just below it to leave what you assume to be violent marks. 

His large hand curls into your underwear rather than just sitting on top of it. You cussed under your breath, stomach jumping. 

He doesn’t touch you, leaving his hand to just linger before your folds. It causes a burning heat between your legs so much that you couldn’t help but shift in your seat. Your body was screaming to be touched at this point.

"Are you sure you want to consider this cheating?" Chenle coaxes in your now sensitive ear. “Wouldn’t want to break the rules now, would I?” 

You know he’s lying. He’s never given a fuck about rules. Ever. 

You shake your head, trying to shift and cause any kind of friction you could get, but Chenle snaps his hand from out of your panties. 

You’re so overwhelmed at this point but in the best way possible. His lips continue to massage your neck in rough-tempered ways, his hand only rubbing the skin of your thigh but they’re almost quivering.

“Please Chenle,” you whine. 

The game had completely left your mind by now. His hand eventually moves to your core, and he cups you over your panties. You uncontrollably let out a struggled moan, being too turned on to handle anything right now. He delicately grazes his fingers up and down your covered pussy. 

"Still think I’m bad at this?” He talks into your neck.

"I-I never—”

Chenle’s fingers suddenly — but finally — slip into your underwear, making you gasp when you feel him graze your naked folds. Your body flexes in startle, but even the lightest touch from him felt so good.

"You’re wet.." He whispers, pulling his hand back out.

You hated the way he kept doing that. 

You pull your head away from his lips, making him lock eyes with you. When he did, his face dropped a bit when he picked up your lustful expression. His eyes flick to your chest, rising up and down. 

His hand stills on your thigh, "Still think you’re better at this than me?”

Fuck no. 

You shake your head violently making him grin. There’s more amusement in his eyes than you would have liked but right now you don’t care — you just needed him. 

He takes the fingers that have toyed with you and taps them against the wet spot on your neck. He coos, rubbing over the stinging skin.

"Think this should be enough to keep him away from you.”

You bite your lip and nod. You can’t see the damage just yet — but the way he’s just been ravaging your neck — you're sure he’s done a number on you. 

Your chest is still rising up and down. Core aching and body screaming at you to beg for him. 

"Say it, baby," He tucks a loose strand of hair behind your ear. "Say I won, and I’ll touch you…”

You don’t waste a second more, your body on fire with need. 

“Of course, you won, Chenle! Now hurry up and fuck me!”

masterpiece is gone 😭

WAKING ENHA UP FOR A KISS

includes: enhypen x reader, fluff, 200 words for each member, no warnings.

a/n: I SO BADLY JUST WANTED TO PUT “he doesn’t wake up.” FOR JAY BC HE LITERALLY WOULDN’T but just this one time 😍

HEESUNG ⋆ ˚｡⋆

“Hee—Hee wake up.” You shake him, trying to wake him. You had been tossing and turning all night, and the sudden need to feel your boyfriends lips on yours overwhelmed you. He stirs and he groans, blinking the sleep out of his eyes. “Huh—What time is it?” He slaps his hand on the small table next to your guys bed, searching for his phone. He curses when he’s met with the bright light blinding him, his phone reading 3 am. He glares at you, and your pouting at him, his eyes soften. “What’s wrong baby?” You flush, now realizing that maybe your reason was stupid. He sits up, pushing hair to the side of your face, caressing your cheek. “I…just wanted a kiss.” You both blink at each other, and he lightly laughs. He pecks your lips, yet goes back for another, deepening it. You smile in the kiss, feeling content. “You fine now?” He asks, and you nod happily. “That’s all you wanted?” He asks and you shyly nod. He laughs in amusement pulling you against him to lay back down. “You’re so cute.”

JAY ⋆ ˚｡⋆

You knew it was a stupid idea. One because he probably wouldn’t wake up. Or two he’d be mad and annoyed. Yet that little part of you that was now tapping him awake didn’t care. He groaned, trying to shoo your hand away. He already had a pout on his face, his brows furrowed. “Jay. Please wake up.” He sighs and lifts up his head, side-eyeing you. “What.” His hair lifting in different directions and his eyes aren’t even open, but he looks displeased. “Can I have a kiss?” At the question Jay’s face pulls into a look of confusion. “No.” He turns back around, holding the sheets. “Jay baby please.” Jay always had a soft spot for you but he disliked that even right now he couldn’t say no to you. With a long sigh he flips over, facing you. You give him a timid smile and even though he should be mad he can’t help but find you so cute. Before you could say anything else he kisses you long enough for you to deepen it. “Now go to sleep.” He says cuddling against you.

JAKE ⋆ ˚｡⋆

You almost regret your decision when you tap on your boyfriend. “Baby.” You shake him, and he opens his eyes immediately, almost as if you scared him. “What—are you okay?” He stares at you, blinking at you like he always does. “Im fine I just…” He grabs your hands when you drift off, rubbing them soothingly. “What’s wrong baby.” He says softly, worry lacing his voice. “Can you kiss me?” He blinks again at you, “You just want a kiss?” He asks and you nod, fiddling with your hands. You mumble a yes and he can’t help but break into a smile, even though it’s so late in the night. He grabs both of your cheeks, placing kisses all over your face. Your nose, forehead, cheeks and finally your lips. “I love you.” He happily says, placing a kiss to your cheek. “I love you too Jake.” He pulls you in his arms, resting his head on your chest, letting your heart beat mellow him back to sleep.

SUNGHOON ⋆ ˚｡⋆

“Sungie.” You whisper, he looked so beautiful, just the sight of him made your cheeks heat up. You glide your fingertips along his cheek gently, making him stir. He turns to face you fully, and he hums, his eyes still closed. “Can I kiss you.” You mumble and his eyes flutter open. “You wanna kiss me?” You nod. “Right now?” You nod again. “What time is it?” He yawns, sitting up. He checks the clock and it’s way past midnight. “You can’t sleep?” He says and you shake your head, he smiles motioning you to come towards him. You scoot towards him and he pecks your cheek, leaving a sweet kiss on your lips. “Is that fine or you want more?” He asks, “Just one more.” You whisper and he smiles again. He holds your chin as he kisses you and you smile in the kiss. “My pretty girl.” He laughs lightly, pulling you against him so the both of you could drift off.

SUNOO ⋆ ˚｡⋆

Sunoo had his arms wrapped around you, his head laying on your shoulder. It was late in the night and you still couldn’t fall asleep. Your hands ran through his hair when you got an idea. “Sunoo.” You whisper, your hands still playing with his hair. Upon hearing your voice his face is laced with a small smile, making you smile. “Baby.” You softly nudge him and he sighs, stretching. He hums, “Can I have a kiss.” And his eyes flutter open, he stares at you and immediately smiles. “A kiss?” He asks and you nod. He doesn’t waste anytime pulling you down against his lips. You both smile in the kiss, you always loved kissing him because his lips were so plump and soft. “Is that all you wanted?” He asks, smiling at you so cutely. “Yea…I couldn’t really get much sleep.” He kisses you again, and then your cheek. “There. Now I know you’ll sleep.” You laugh and you wrap your arms around his neck, cuddling against him. “Goodnight Sunoo.” You peck his jaw and his smile widens. “Goodnight love.” After the words leave his mouth he’s falling asleep with a giddy smile on his mouth.

JUNGWON⋆ ˚｡⋆

His brows furrowed when he feels feather light touches along his face. You smile at his cat like features, the way his nose scrunches makes you want to kiss him even more. “Won won.” You mumble, and he snuggles his face deeper in the pillow. “ ‘Wonieeee.” You drag out, and he pouts, making your smile widen. “5 more minutes.” He yawns, “It’s still night ‘Won, I just want a kiss.” His eyes open when you say that, yet you can see he’s not fully awake. “Hi.” You smile, and he purses a lip. “You woke me up just so you could kiss me?” He says, his mouth forming into a straight line, his dimples visible. You poke one of them, “Yup.” You smile and he blinks at you. “How do you have so much energy right now.” He sighs, laying an arm over his eyes. “My kiss please? Then I’ll go to sleep.” He turns and places a peck on your lips. But you pout, “Another.” You whine and he narrows his eyes at you, placing another. This one is longer though, letting his lips melt with yours. Your hand caresses his cheek, pulling him closer. You both pull away breathless and you smile. “Thank you Wonie .” You snuggle against him and place a few kisses on his neck, making him smile. “Night baby.” He whispers, kissing your head.

NIKI⋆ ˚｡⋆

You pout against your boyfriend, playing with his lip. He was sound asleep, wrapping his arms around you and his legs entangled with yours. Niki always had the prettiest lips, so plump and pretty. You trace them with your thumb and he stirs. He always slept with AirPods on because music helped him sleep. So you took one out, whispering. “Niki.” His eyes shoot open, staring at you. “God—you scared me.” He huffs, facing you. “What’s wrong? You okay.” He says, rubbing his eyes. “Yea I just wanted to kiss you.” His cheeks flush and his ears look a little red. “You woke me up for a kiss?” He says timidly, and you nod. “But I always kiss you.” He says scratching his neck. “Yea but I want another one so I can sleep.” You pout, “You need my kisses to sleep?” He asks, “Always.” You smile and he blushed harder, covering his face. “Aww come on Nik.” You laugh, pulling his hands away. When you do he kisses you, surprising you. Your arms wrap around his neck pulling him closer. After giving you a satisfied kiss, he kisses you all over making you giggle. Your laugh fills his ears and he can’t help but smile. He places him self on to of you, “Niki—you’re heavy…” You huff, “Now let me sleep.” He says, getting off of you.

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