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You Belong to Me

Pairing: Kihyun x Reader

Type:  Drabble

Genre: light smut

WC: 390

Warning: possessive kihyun, kihyun in a towel, dirty talk

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He was standing in the doorway with a towel wrapped around his waist. His hair was wet, slicked back away from his face. Kihyun’s arms were impressive, honestly. But, no more impressive than the vast expanse of his shoulders.

How the fuck did he manage to hide that frame?! She turned to look at him, and her mouth went dry. Fuck.

He smirked, watching her mouth fall open, watching her eyes trail the beads of moisture down his body. “You can put your mouth to work if you’re just going to stare.” He quipped with an arched brow.

She coughed with a shake of her head, the spell was momentarily broken as she turned away. “I-uh just came to …give you these things back.” She held out an opaque white box. He heard a faint jingle and his features darkened.

“Give them back?” He asked again through clenched teeth. She could feel the midnight rage of his gaze searing into her flesh. The box was pushed forward into empty air, she dare not look at him.

“I can’t keep doing this, Kihyun. I can’t! I won’t!” Her voice rose an octave before she composed herself. “…I can’t do this anymore.” That’s right, lie, keep talking, don’t look at him. “Let’s just end it, amicably. I don’t wa-” The grip on her wrist was ironclad.

“Look at me.” He shook her in his direction. Her gaze remained downcast until he gripped the point of her chin between his thumb and forefinger. “Look. At. Me.” His voice was a vehement hiss as her eyes lifted to meet his. “You. Belong. To. Me.”

Each word was a nail in her coffin. Each syllable sliced the air as He guided her backward. “You’re Mine. Period.” Her chest rocked with each beat of her heart.

His fingers bruised into the tender skin of her forearm. The back of her knees hit the edge of the bed, sending her backward into the plush Egyptian cotton comforter. He grabbed her by the ankles and pulled her until her ass met the side of the bed.

“And I’m going to prove it to you.” There was that delicate shift of his eyebrow, the slightly amused lift of his lips. He put two fingers into his mouth and ran them along the moist, sticky truth staining her inner thighs.

Next door personal alarm - a yoo kihyun drabble

Today, as every other day, my very own personal, man powered alarm sounded around my bedroom. Scratch that, more like around my whole apartment. Kihyun and his obnoxiously loud, old vacuum were up, so I had no choice but to wake up as well. Don't get me wrong, there is a wall between us. We are neighbors, not roomates.

I've come to love most things about my new neighbor, even though I haven't seen him face to face since he moved. I love the arrangement of plants in his balcony and how he talks to them every sunset. I love the way he sings when he is cleaning or showering. I like the roadmap of footsteps in the hallway when he comes home at night. I even grew to like the way he starts cleaning first thing in the day, even though that meant I was constantly waking up too early for my liking. Around 7 am, I, perfectly awake, would knock on our shared wall 3 times to let him know I was awake- and he would knock back.

Today something was off and started right when the neon digits of my digital clock showed 8 am. I was nowhere being late for my college lessons, but it was an hour later than I usually wake up. "Than Kihyun usually wakes me up", I corrected myself trying to remember if I heard the buzzing of the appliance this morning and subconciously decided to ignore it for the first time. I did not hear his footsteps passing through till the time I left and classes and walks with friends kept my mind occupied until late afternoon.

I hoped in the shower, leaving the small window overlooking the skylight slightly open. It was another habit I acquired since Kihyun moved, 'cause since one of us was showering, that automatically meant an impromptu two person concert, but his voice never came. "You are getting weirdly obsessed Mel". I started making a simple dinner, mostly to stop worrying about a person I've barely seen or talked to and ate over Netflix and some long overdue homework. When the sun set, I realised that another ritual was skipped. Kihyun showering his plants with water and words of affirmation... it never happened.

And I kinda had enough. I grapped my keys and some leftover tofu stew and knocked on his door 3 times, so he would know who it is. The door opened revealing a very handsome young man, full of melted honey colours and soft edges. He seemed happily surprised and he smiled the most beauiful smile. "You are Melita right? You knock on my wall every morning". I smiled back offering the plate in my hands. "I haven't heard of you all day and I got kinda worried. I hope I don't overstep any boundaries here but I wanted to check on you". Kihyun opened the door more and revealed a dimly- lit kitchen with luggage tacked nicely in a corner. Answering my question about him being gone all day I added quickly:"Please if you ever plan on leaving again, give me a heads-up because I almost missed my classes without you waking me up".

Kihyun doubled over laughing, almost spilling soup all over his floor and I crunched in front of him trying tosteady him. It was midnight and we were kneeling facing each other on his doorstep with a bowl of steaming tofu soup between us. "I will gladly be your personal alarm clock for as long as you want me"

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[ Friends to Lovers with Kihyun Headcanons ] -

Pairing: Kihyun x reader

Warnings: None

Masterlist

You’d worked alongside enough companies, alongside enough idols, to be well acquainted with the general idea of the dating ban. As far as you were concerned, it prevented any unwanted situations. They were constantly under scrutiny and you were quite content working from behind the scenes. 

Starship Entertainment had recruited you to join their writing programme and it had just so happened that Monsta X were in the process of producing material for their upcoming comeback

That had been almost an entire year ago, the comeback had been and gone, and you’d stuck around to start on the next album

In that time, you’d grown close to the group, spending hours at a time cooped-up in the studio, sometimes passing what little free time you had together, getting food, occasionally shopping

It hadn’t been intentional, but you’d naturally gravitated toward Kihyun, who was generous, and hard-working, and attractive. There was little denying the fact that he was easy on the eye, but he was an idol, and the three-whip bylaw never strayed far from your mind - he was off-limits. 

It didn’t seem that he was deterred, however, and you wondered whether he was simply affectionate with every one of his friends - leaning a little too close for comfort when you sat at the mixing-desk, placing a firm hand on your waist whenever he needed to brush-by, allowing barely an inch between your bodies when you queued for coffee

After a while, you began to pick-up on his habits - placing a hand on his shoulder, close to the crook of his neck, when he was sat at the mixing-desk and seeking the warmth of his thigh against your own when he insisted on you squeezing onto the too-small sofa, rather than standing

When you were alone, his hand would move to your knee, the threat of it slipping higher ever present, and if he were slouched in the producer’s chair, your fingers would card through the hair at the nape of his neck

That was it, right?

You certainly hadn’t shared a conversation about anything to do with feelings

But, you weren’t in a position to date anyone else and part of you hoped that he felt similarly 

(One morning, on your way to the studio, you met to grab a coffee and when the barista started to shamelessly flirt with you, Kihyun’s arm moved around your waist as if to tell the world that you were his)

Kihyun’s closest friends had actually been on at him for a couple of months and your relationship was a touchy subject - at least once day, they asked whether you were dating and when he evaded the question, as was typical, they were quick to tease -

Changkyun had commented something along the lines of, if Kihyun wasn’t going to make a move, he was - Kihyun’s glare almost sent him running and he quickly dropped the matter

Shownu, with slightly more tact than his friends, pointed out that friends didn’t act quite the way he’d seen Kihyun and you act

For a while, you carried on as you were - toeing the line somewhere between friendship and something more and sure, the tension was virtually palpable (Hyungwon actively refusing to enter the studio on one occasion, convinced that he would find two people in varying states of undress inside), but you didn’t want to be the one reading into something that, perhaps, wasn’t there

(It was) (Kihyun felt much the same and he’d been dropping hints for weeks)

After a particularly drawn-out day in the studio, Kihyun insisted on getting dinner and you were more than happy to join him, sharing a couple of beers and winding down for a day off. Just like any other time, you did the very same things that you both knew a couple would - holding out food for one another and snapping too-cute photographs of each other

Kihyun offered (more like demanded) to walk you home and naturally, you invited him inside, as would any friend, but in a moment of bravery, you asked if he would like a glass of wine

A couple of close friends enjoying a drink together on a Friday evening? No big deal

Seeing that it you were both lucky enough to have a day or two off, Kihyun couldn’t see a reason to say no, so you chatted a while in the kitchen of your apartment, about work, about family and friends, and flirted a little

Maybe it was the wine, you weren’t certain, but you were laughing along with each other, before you were suddenly standing closer than before and it was cool, you’re friends, until you suddenly weren’t because he had leant nearer to kiss you and you supposed friends didn’t do that

Glasses of wine forgotten, Kihyun had placed his hands on your waist after you’d placed a hand just below his ear to let him know that this was exactly what you wanted and he deepened the kiss, his mouth moving against yours in a way that told you he had thought about this very situation before

When you withdrew to catch your breath, he didn’t allow you to slip very far and the faint blush visible across your features was temptation enough for him to ask for more