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10:41 pm - Hoseok

warnings: smut, very obvious flirting from Hobi 

word count: 569 - Maybe it was your fault for believing in him so much. Enough to believe that there was no way anything could go wrong.

Your friend, Hoseok touches you on the shoulders, startling you since you were at the bar daydreaming, even though the sun had set long ago.

“Dance with me.” His lips graze your ear making you shiver as you turn around with a smile, complying as his hands help you off of the stool and into his arms on to the dancefloor. As he holds your waist with his large hands he turns you around to face him, looking into your eyes to see if you’re alright. Knowing you’re distraught over the loss of something you swore would turn out good this time. You were let down. Not heartbroken since you and the boy never got far in the relationship; just let down. You were completely fine wallowing in your sadness in your dorm alone but after you informed him of what happened he refused to let you be alone. You needed to know this was not your fault in any way. If anything Hoseok thinks you were doing charity work by agreeing to go out with the boy. The prettiest girl he ever laid eyes on deserved more than a dude who hadn’t even bothered to show.

“You look fucking phenomenal.”

His forehead rested on yours as he peered down at you, making your stomach do backflips at his words. His ring clad fingers touch your neck, trailing over to your cheek to hold it.

“Thank you.” You grin. His rings are cold against your scorching skin, causing a shiver to crawl up your spine.

“Your rings are cold.” You giggle, making him smile infectiously.

“M’sorry, plum. You trust me?”

His tone seems devious as his eyes darken before he pulls you over to the bathroom. Your back is to his front as he breathes down your neck, pushing you into the counter as your bodies enter the room. His lips press kisses to your neck accompanying digging into your waist.

“I want you so fucking bad. You look so pretty, like this.”

His fingers lace themselves through yours as the pressure between your legs starts to become unbearable. Your hair sticks to your neck as the temperature feels like it’s rising in the room.

“Please.” You whimper, pushing back against his bulge.

Your bodycon black dress is the only thing shielding you from feeling all of him against you in this bathroom against this sink where anyone could walk in and see you.

“You’ll let me make you feel good?”

He spins you around to face him and kisses you without any warning. Starting off softly before nipping your bottom lip with teeth. His finger finds the space between your legs, touching you through the thin, lace fabric of your panties. A wince comes from you at the sensation of calloused fingers against your bundle of nerves for a moment before he pushes them aside and rubs against your entrance as pathetic noises come from your opened mouth.

“Yes! Please make me feel good.” You passionately declare, remembering only one word was keeping him from bringing you to the feeling you needed most.

“I’m gonna make you cum so fucking hard you’ll forget you were ever sad.”

Your moans bounce off of the walls of the bathroom as you prepare yourself for a long night.

Jimin- 9:39pm

You hated liking people. Liking someone meant setting expectations for them and the pain of the person not meeting said expectation hurt less than when you subconsciously created it. The knock to your window has you getting up to open it to your raven-haired friend, Jimin.

“Hey. Sorry I’m late. Had to wait for my parents to fall asleep.”

You nodded, feeling heat rush to your face as you looked up at him before turning away to plop down on your mattress.

“I don’t want to pressure you into doing anything you don’t wanna do.”

In a compulsive state of mind you admitted to Jimin that you never had your first kiss. You despised the thought of going into your freshman year of college not yet having your first kiss so you asked him, thinking he’d tell you to fuck off and not talk to you for the rest of the night but he didn’t. You couldn’t help but think he felt bad for you. You kept your nose in your books all throughout highschool, finding little to no interest in any of the boys there and now you were stuck reaping what you’d sown.

“Nah. I want to.” He takes a seat next to you on the mattress.

This should calm you down. His words should make you feel better. This will be over before you know it and you’ll be walking across the stage with your diploma in hand but your stomach was in your ass and here he was, standing in your room.This was not even close to being over. His thumb caresses the skin on your thigh that is exposed since you were only clad in an oversized tee shirt and socks to cover your cold feet.

“How was your day?” His breath wafts against your face as you tear your surprised gaze away from his hand, looking into his dark eyes that you swore couldn’t get any darker but they proved you deadly wrong in the moment. The scarcely lit room made him look angelic like a figure you had made up in your head that you were imagining.

“It was pretty chill.” You breathed out.

His finger reached out to touch your braid that he tucked behind your ear softly with a smile on his face.

“Did you read like you said you would?”

You did. Finishing the book you made a dent in just hours ago.

“Yeah. W-what’d you do all day?”

His hand lifts from your thigh, grasping your arms that rested awkwardly folded in your lap to wrap them around his neck with a devious curl gracing his plump lips.

“I thought a lot.”

You tilted your head in curiosity.

“What about?”

Jimin laughs at your worried face, wanting to kiss the look right off of your face while he is attempting to take things one baby step at a time.

“What I’ve been hiding from you.”

The way the words dripped from his lips made you nervous. Had you come off as creepy? You didn’t care all that bad about having your first kiss but you needed a reason to get him alone and telling him that you had never touched your lips with someone else's was easier than admitting your feelings for him.

“Hmm? You’re kind of scaring me.”

His face barely an inch from yours now had you feeling vulnerable and pathetic. Was this a setup for him to laugh in your face?

“I kinda-like like you. Is that okay?”

You couldn't believe your ears. Honestly over the moon but you took this as an opportunity to joke.

“Kiss me first and I'll let you know.”

And he does until your head spins and you fall asleep in his arms.

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Namjoon-7:50pm

Warnings: Smut, gendered slur, big dick!Joon Daddy!Joon

Read at your own risk ⚠️ 

Word count: 891

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You groaned into the mattress as Namjoon thrusted into you mercilessly. It had been a long month of you working and doing school. Moving in with him after you realized that you could afford an apartment in the city and your boyfriend was ecstatic that he’d get to see you everyday after work and he did but your attention was never on him. You spent all night typing away on your laptop barely paying him any mind except for the ‘hi’ you muttered when he stepped into the apartment.

Things were frustrating at the office for Namjoon, his boss always on his ass about deadlines and the betterment of the company. He hoped he’d see you and you’d be all over him to help him get over his frustration and focus it elsewhere but you couldn’t help that your schedule was also crowded and you spent the time you were supposed to be spending with him on working.

He had you right where he wanted you on all fours, a mess as your hole clenched around his thick cock.

“Harder. Fuck, baby that feels so good.” Your hands reach behind you to touch him as he thrusted deep, making your eyes roll to the back of your head.

“Yeah? Did you miss how I fuck you, darlin?”

It was hard for you to respond as you drooled, saliva dripping down onto your tits. You were growling pathetically like a bitch in heat as he slowed down, fingers digging into you hips as he hit a sweet spot inside of you repeatedly.

“If you keep doing that I’m gonna cum.”

Namjoon wasn’t ready to be done with you yet as he pulled out of you suddenly.

“Turn around.” He commanded to which you quickly listened, your face now in front of his long, girthy dick. His hand goes around your neck, squeezing lightly, emitting a whimper from you.

“Please.” Your hole clenches around nothing making you afraid that you’d cum just from him choking you.

“Look at you begging. You like what daddy gives you?” He whispers into your ear as you gasp at the feeling of his bare length touching your tummy.

“Yes daddy. I love it when you fuck me.” You mewl out, closing your eyes in pleasure.

“Look at me. Open those pretty eyes.”

His skin is shining with sweat as he looks back at you.

“My baby is so fucking pretty.”

You're speechless as you look into his dark eyes before he brings you closer to kiss him. He sucks on your tongue as you struggle to keep up with his swift kisses, bringing your hand to his length and palming him to which he winces, giving you the advantage now so that you can suck on his tongue and bottom lip as he moans against you. His hand smacks you away, making you squeal in surprise.

“Did I give you permission to touch daddy?”

You shake your head, pouting and whimpering pathetically before his hand leaves your throat and it goes to caress your cheek instead. His finger enters your entrance suddenly, startling you as you squeak in response, biting your lip to curb your cries.

“Open.” Your boyfriend commands, making you part your lips without question.

“Wider, whore.”

You follow his directions the best you can and open your mouth wider. His lips work themselves a bit before he spits in your mouth, your eyes close from the gesture.

“Swallow and show me.”

You do as he says, opening your mouth to show your now empty mouth. His groans of pleasure are all you hear before your back hits the mattress and he’s pulling you by your legs to line himself up with your entrance. His cock enters you once again, stretching you deliciously as you graze your fingers across his toned stomach. He’s holding your thighs for leverage as he thrusts into you quickly and you know you won’t last much longer. Joon bends down to grab you gently and you automatically wrap your arms around his neck as he fucks into you standing up.

“Yes! Just like that!” You scream, your sounds bouncing off of the thin walls as Namjoon kisses you affectionately to shut you up.

“Letting the neighbors know daddy’s taking care of his baby?” His words make you clench around him as his skin repeatedly slaps against yours.

“Yes-fu-oh my god I’m gonna cum.” You blubber out desperately.

“Cum around me baby. Go on.” Namjoon encourages.

He thrusts into you faster, helping you to reach your high as tremors consume your whole body and you’re holding on to him for dear life, vision spotty as he lays you back down on the bed as he stays inside of you. You feel his finger touch your clit as you shy away from his touch, overstimulated. He pulls out of you, kissing your cheek as you remain limp under him.

“Baby?”

You hum in response.

“You okay?”

His fingers brush your hair from your forehead as he looks at your fucked out expression.

“Yeah. Sleepy.” You say as you feel him lift you momentarily to cover you with the duvet before he climbs in next to you, his warm body comforting you as you lay your head on his chest.

“Thank you.” You mumble, making him look down at you and laugh.

“Anytime.”

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5:00pm- Yeonjun

The music from the television plays softly as you propped yourself on Yeonjun’s lap. The pads of your fingers rubbing the product onto his pale skin whilst your fluffy headband held his dark tendrils back to display his face distinctly. You utilize the pallet on the vanity to add foundation on before you begin to gently blend the product across his skin with a brush. He’s silent, closed eyes while he’s content in the position of you sitting on him while his large hands rest on your bottom and you don’t mind slightly poking him when he gropes you causing a smirk to spread across his lips. His chest rumbles against you as he laughs deeply at the feeling of you blending the pink pigment onto his cheeks to accentuate the beauty that is already present. You have wanted to do this for so long. Maybe it was an excuse for you to admire him without him catching you red-handed and you nearly chuckle at the memory of before you became a romantic being in Yeonjun’s eyes how you silently doted over him to mainly yourself, too embarrassed to admit it to anyone of your friends.

“Open your eyes baby.”

A makeup wipe is in your hands wiping the excess foundation that covers the pink of his lips while he pouts them teasingly, stealing a kiss when you pull your hand away. Your eyes widen at him scolding him for distracting you.

“I’m working here.” You mumble, failing at the act of denying him.

“I’m sorry, baby.”

You chuckle, able to tell he’s growing impatient before you assure him you are nearly done in the midst of applying glitter underneath his eyes as he peers up, assisting you greatly. You hand him a mirror for him to view himself and your lip is restricted by your teeth as you gaze at him intently, slightly apprehensive of his reaction.

“Do you like it?”

He smirks.

“You made me pretty, baby.” He places the mirror down on the vanity, cupping your cheek and leaning in to press his lips to yours. The gloss on his lips transfer to yours as you part from him to laugh at the circumstance while he joins you in your laughter completely stunned the things he was willing to do or in this case let you do to him.

[19:33] painting tobio's nails

warnings none just icky fluff

other timestamps

it was obvious kageyama took good care of his hands, seeing as he was a volleyball player. but he took extra care of his nails, not because he didn't want to chip them during practice, but because he loves the way you concentrate as you brush a layer of "foliage" green nail polish onto his hand. he adores how you suddenly go quiet, and your lips purse, eyebrows furrow, nose scrunch, when you put your utmost effort into decorating his delicate fingernails.

"stop moving so much"

"y/n, i'm just breathing."

"well, do it less, i'm working on art right now." you mutter as you grip your hands tighter on the top of his knuckle and beneath his palm.

he chuckles, but stops abruptly as you send him a threatening glare that screamed "stop moving", not wanting to ruin the masterpiece you painted on his hands.

as you finally swept the last layer of top coat onto kageyama's pinky nail, you smiled in triumph, observing the colour coordinated pattern on his nails. you brought both his hands out, laying them flat on the table, and proceeded to take a photo on your phone, for the memories.

"so, what do you think?"

"i love it." he says quietly.

he attempts to lean over to you and give you a kiss, before you blocked him with your chest and sat him back down.

"watch the nails, tobio, they're fresh!"

he laughs again, as you run over to his side and place a chaste kiss onto his lips, before moving into a longer one, wrapping your arms around his neck, and smacking his hands before they could even move away from the table. you pulled away and smiled.

"now paint mine."

"y/n!"

a/n: my main account @yangconi is being weird so i'm temporarily posting on here! and i'm sorry for the inactivity i have to revise for upcoming exams

[00:54] oikawa staying the night

warnings none, pure fluff

other timestamps

he wasn't used to such extravagant gestures, that being said he wasn't used to gestures specialised for him. yes, he had the love of his fans and media, yet it never filled the void in his heart. the void that craved comfort, warmth, a sense of security in forms of romance and not the empty cheers from strangers he knew he would never encounter again. he craved a sense of warmth that a person would obtain by coming home to their loved one after a long day. he had everything but love. he had everything but the one thing he sincerely yearned for during his college years. he had everything but the one emotion he had neglected during his high school years, as he was too busy prioritising something that he had soon led on to become his wildest realities.

yet here he was, finding comfort, warmth, home, in someone who he had only stumbled upon several weeks ago. he found security and reassurance in someone who once insulted him for his unhealthy obsession with milk bread, someone who he thought would be a fading dream after several days. yet here they were. in their glory, resting a hand above oikawa tooru's head, running their fingers through his hair, as he slept like a baby in their arms. the blue glare of the tv in the background, the crickets in the night, the empty cans, snacks, plastic bags, dispersed across the coffee table, as the couple laid comfortably on the chaise sofa oikawa had once believed he would never sleep in. oh how he was eating his words.

oikawa tooru promised himself to never get attached once he would go pro, said it was going to be a burden on his career and would make him stray from his path. always such a pessimist, he was, never realising that the presence of another being could bring solace into his life.

he stirred in his sleep and they slowly hushed him again, with a soft voice, stroking his head again as they too began to drift off into a slumber of their own, yet careful, so as not to abruptly awaken the brunet from his desired nap. slowly, their eyes drooped and they relaxed their grasp around oikawa, already falling asleep before hearing him mutter-

“i'm so glad i met you.”

a/n: hi i moved accounts

[06:32] cuddling suna rintarou

warnings disgusting icky fluff ??

other timestamps

rintarou is closed off. he has a hard time expressing how he feels, and you understand that.

maybe that's why he likes you so much.

it's currently six thirty two in the morning, and rintarou is twisting and turning in bed, whilst you're beside him sleeping peacefully.

"rin, what the hell are you doing?" you mumble.

"can't sleep, 'm too cold." he whispers, turning his back towards you, so you don't see his irritated expression.

"what a baby," you giggle, as you snake your arms around his waist and entangle your legs together. "if you wanted to cuddle in the morning, you could just say so."

he huffs loudly, and turns around to look at you, and smiles shyly. his cheeks are dusted with pink and his ears seem to burn red, as he hooks you in closer to hug him, or keep him warm, really.

"it's more fun when you initiate though." he mutters with his head lowered on the top of yours.

"you're so annoying, rin i'm going back to sleep." childishly, you attempt to turn the other way and completely let go of his hold on you, or your hold on him rather, and hog the blanket for yourself.

"hey! i was kidding, don't be a blanket hog." he complains, and pulls you back into his embrace as if it were second nature. laughing, you turn around and give him his portion of the blanket and go back to your sweet cuddling state.

"rin can i get out of bed please." you said it in more of a matter-of-fact way, rather than forming it as a question, maybe you need to work on tone delivery.

"what? no. stay in bed with me."

"you've woken me up! i'm hungry now. move" you quickly get out of the sheets, and smile triumphantly at him when you gives you a look that screams 'come back to bed with me'.

"well, if you're getting out of bed, then i am too!" shuffling, he gets up from the bed, and slowly removes the blankets that once coated his body.

"no wonder you're cold rin, you're wearing a muscle tank. idiot." flicking his arm you slide on your slippers and run away from him, towards your kitchen.

"hey! i did this for you, it doesn't hurt to try and impress your partner every now and then. but all you wanna do is eat and sleep!" he whines, chasing after you.

yes, rintarou has a hard time expressing his feelings, but you express yourself as if it was a job, and that's why he loves you so much.

a/n: he's taking me over idk why

7:38 PM

Pairing: Jongho x reader Genre: fluff, a bit of angst Word count: 383 Warnings: stressed!reader, mention of annoying coworker, bad weather, that’s all I think?

Rainwater drips down your face as you shut the door, entering your apartment. It had been a pretty sunny week, so you hadn’t brought an umbrella with you to work, but the weather took a turn for the worse when you drove home. It was pouring when you parked, so you had to carry your jacket over your head when you ran inside. Said jacket was now completely soaked through. 

You sigh, wiping the water off your forehead, only for more to drip down from your hair. You kick off your shoes and put them by the door, planning to take them outside to dry later when it was a little less rainy. Your cat comes over and winds around your legs as you hang up your jacket on the coat rack—you’ll take that outside later, too. You pick him up and kiss his forehead as he starts purring, seemingly unbothered by how drenched you are. 

Making your way to the kitchen, you hum when you see Jongho by the stove, cooking something. It smells like tomatoes, and you can see an open soup can next to the fridge. 

“Hi honey, dinner will be ready whenever you are. Did you have a good day?” your boyfriend says, turning to smile at you. 

Truth be told, your day was kind of terrible. You lost count of how many frantic emails you got about insurance renewals, your coworker was distracting you all day because she finally won her divorce case and wouldn’t stop bragging about it, your intern was sobbing for an hour because she got rejected from three grad schools in one day (thus distracting you further), and your lunch was stolen from the breakroom fridge. But seeing Jongho’s smile made all of those stresses disappear. 

“It went pretty well. This smells delicious, thank you for making it, honey. I’ll be ready soon,” you say, walking over and giving him a kiss on the cheek. 

“That’s good. Let me know when you’re out, I’ll make grilled cheese to dip in the soup,” he says, kissing you in return. “Use one of my candles if you want.”

You chuckle inwardly; he could see right through you, and often let you use his candles whenever you were stressed.

You couldn’t have asked for a better boyfriend.

11:46 PM

Member: Wooyoung (ATEEZ)

Pairing: Wooyoung x gender neutral reader

Summary: A couple celebrating their anniversary

Warnings: None

WC: 168 (timestamp/drabble)

AU: non-idol au

Genre: fluff

There wasn’t a single cloud in the sky tonight. The stars looked especially bright, twinkling down at the two silhouettes on the hill. It was almost as if the night was as happy as they were.

Wooyoung pressed a kiss to yn’s forehead, then put his arm around their shoulders. They leaned in closer to him, closing their eyes and smiling. 

“Happy anniversary, Woo.”

“Happy anniversary, yn.”

The cupcake between them had a single candle in it, which had blown out a long time ago. They had time to eat it. They had all the time in the world to celebrate their relationship. It had been three years since they began seeing each other, and there were many more to come. So the cupcake stayed on the plate for now, with the candle flickering under the moonlight. 

The pair looked up at the stars and admired how pretty the sky looked. And the sky looked back down at them, admiring their love. 

All felt right with the world.

[7:02pm] | Namjoon x blk fem reader.

“Namjoon made falling In love easy.” You thought as you watched your boyfriend carefully pick up a crab. He runs over to you smiling, just to show you how cute this little crab was.

There's an innocence to the things he says and does, but he also reminds you that he's a flawed human too and you like that.

Namjoon never tried to be a perfect boyfriend, but he did. He showed you a love that felt like all the love songs you would listen to back in middle school before you even fully grasped the concept of what it means to love someone romantically.

All the love songs you listen to now contain fragments of him. You always thought if you two ever broke up, you could never listen to those songs the same way again or even listen to them at all after him.

You watched Namjoon run down the beach with his arms out as he yelled, scaring the seagulls. The birds squawking pierced the evening sky as they took off flying. You sink your toes in the warm, gritty brown sand.

You think back to the promise you made your mama before you left home for Uni. “I promise I'll only focus on my studies and nothing else.”

But months later, on a rainy Sunday morning, you sent your mama a text saying: “Forgive me, mama. But there's this guy and I really like him a lot.”

A smile grew across your face hearing Namjoon call your name as he ran up to you. He found some pretty seashells he wanted to show you.

He grabbed your hand, laughing pulling you along with him. There's magic in his laughter that makes you believe in love again.

♈︎ | 19:45

pairing: lee minho x reader

genre: timestamp, drabble, spicy

“m-minho- t-the boys are going to hear us- ahh fuck~”

you moaned under your boyfriend’s touch as his lips capture the soft spot on your neck. currently, you and your charming boyfriend were crammed in the bathroom. your back was pressed against the white door and your wrists pinned on both sides by minho’s strong and firm palms.

the brown-haired boy chuckled before looking up at you, his cat-like eyes shining with lust.

“calm down now, y/n. only you can be seen like this by me. you better contain yourself over there because there’s no damn way i’m stopping,” the young male said before diving his head down back to your neck.

minho being the daredevil of a bitch he was, thought it was a good idea to try to make you jellify under his touch by overwhelming you with his lips, his ass was determined to leave marks all over you on every mark of unclothed skin. sure, your boyfriend got jealous easily, especially when it involved the other members, but you never knew he’d take it this far.

silent moans crept out of your mouth and you could feel your knees buckling. his body was pressed against your own firmly, as his teeth was grazing your skin softly. you whimpered under his touch, which just seemed to satisfy him more as you felt his smile spread on your skin.

“you like this, don’t you? don’t worry, y/n. i’ll be gentle with you this time,” your boyfriend said reassuringly before his head dives down deeper.

you nodded lightly as he continued to nip away at your skin, your moans getting louder increasingly and his pace going faster and faster by the minute. just when the mood started to get on, a knock came onto the door.

“hello? is everything okay in there?” felix questioned to you two, unknowing of what’s happening on the other side. both of you stayed frozen in your spots, minho then let out a sigh.

“just when it started to get good...” he said sulkily before opening the door.

☾

a/n: uhhhh yeah second post of the day, I’ve been fixating on minho recently and i just had to make this timestamp post. i hope y’all liked it

this is @/krysphycookiez logging off... ♡︎

play something

fluff!

pairing: gn!reader x crush!mark

highschool au, crush au, classmate au

{8:07am} ☆･:* ׂׂૢ༘ ⋆

you and your crush!mark had first period together, orchestra. you played the cello and mark played the piano to accompany the orchestra. you’ve had a crush on mark for a really long time now, and your heart fluttered every time you were around him. you see mark settling down at the piano, pulling some sheet music out of his backpack that was slightly crinkled at the corners. you walked over and took a seat on the wooden bench mark was sitting on, that was just big enough for the two of you to share. “play something.” mark requested nudging your shoulder with his. you could feel your heart almost bursting out of your chest. you could also play the piano, and so you naturally began to press down the keys in such a way that it created a beautiful melody from the notes you were reading so easily yet carefully from the sheet that laid flat on the top of the glossy piano. you pressed a wrong key, causing the harmonies to clash dissonantly, and with that having been done, you let out a huff while you smiled and turned to the boy to your left, whom to your surprise, was already staring right at you. you swallowed then cleared your throat. “uh do you mind if i borrow this sheet music? it’s really pretty and i wou-”

“you’re really pretty.”

you stared at mark blankly.

“uhhh i mean. yeah sure of course. ill give it to you after class…” mark coughed, jolting his head a little, causing the lightweight hair covering his forehead to bounce. you thought it was really cute. after class, mark handed you the paper. “thank youuu! ill give this back to you tomorrow morning!” you waved to mark as he walked the opposite direction down the hall. you couldn’t help but notice something written on the back in pen that you could see bleeding through the thin white sheet. you flipped over the page, met with a little note that read:

hi y/n, I really like you. do you like me too??? (pls respond)

- mark ♡

with all the butterflies in your stomach, you could have sworn you were floating. did mark really like you back???

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finally home, you ran into your room, jumping onto your bed squealing after burying your face into your pillow and kicking your legs in the air. you grab the sheet music from your backpack and pick up a pencil that was conveniently already on your desk. you pressed down on the worn down eraser of the mechanical pencil a few times, dispensing the stick of led out some more before writing:

yes, i like you

in response, right under mark’s note. you didn’t even bother actually practicing the song.

⋆｡˚ ☆ ୭̥° next morning

the bell just barely rang. you walk into the classroom to find mark standing up, gently leaning against the piano, twiddling his thumbs as his mind seemed to be somewhere else. you walk up to him. “here, mark.” extending your arms, holding the paper with both of your hands, looking up comfortably at the not-so-tall but taller-than-you boy. without even a small gesture in response to you, the first thing mark does is flip the page over to the backside in hopes to find your reply, as if he had been anticipating it.

marks eyes widen and his ears turn red.

you and mark exchange nervous smiles.

thanks for reading !

haechan x gn!reader

no warnings ʚĭɞ

3:13am —

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your head felt heavy, and so did your eyelids. being an extremely light sleeper, you were woken up by the noise of the ac turning on after a long period of the room being still and quiet. you were still half asleep, feeling your head gently rise up and down with haechan’s steady breathing, hearing the cool air rush through the vents, bringing a faint buzzing noise with it as it filled the room with a refreshing sensation. you were so unbothered. there you lied awake on haechan’s chest, taking in every single detail you could absorb of this eerie yet peaceful moment.

thx for reading (requests always open)

[1:35 pm]

"babyy loook!" chan said in excitement. you decided to flip your camera and let him take a picture of you. "channie, im not even done with my makeup!!" you said in a cutesy tone with a pout on your lips.

"you're still beautiful baby. i can't help but admire you."

chan said quietly while his skin changed tints.

"i love you darling, i'll see you soon."

as you start to turn pink, you can't help but chuckle at his cuteness. "love you too channiee."

[7:26 pm]

you and johnny has been dating for some time now and you didn't truly realize how much you missed him. you haven't been able to see him since he was occupied with dance practice, recording sessions, and meeting fans.

to get him off your mind, you decided to take yourself out. go get coffee, have a grand meal, buy yourself new outfits, and such.

just when johnny crossed your mind again, your phone rang...

"hey dollface, i can't stop thinking about you."

he said with such a calm tone, it made you forget everything you did today. johnny noticed your new outfit and had the widest smile on his beautiful face.

"my goodness doll, you look like a dream, i wish i could see this fit in person. you look so damn good."

you felt your whole body tense to and get extremely hot, you were left a little speechless due to how pretty johnny looked but then gathered yourself to say,"i think i'd look even better without this on..." you couldn't help but be a little tease since you missed your boyfriend's skin.

"baby doll, don't play with me right now. you know what i'm capable of..."

"i just miss you so much seo, i'm so excited to see you soon. i just can't contain myself."

you two stayed quiet for a bit but you heard fabric moving around and now you truly couldn't help but clench your core at the thought of him touching himself...

[12:42 pm]

you've been stuck at home, designing many outfits for your own clients. it's been that way since your lovely man jaehyun had exposed the relationship and also been on tour.

{little flashback}

you've always loved jaehyun and it was always so hard for you whenever you two had to be apart. it also doesn't help that he posts about you and sends really cute messages.

you remember the first post he made about you and you went nuts, not because it was cute but it was because of his manager and the rest of his team. you knew idols weren't exactly able to have public relationships but you two couldn't exactly resist each other.

of course his fans went crazy and you definitely understand why. some random girl is with their stan.

you couldn't help but feel anxious and such, jaehyun kept telling you that it would be okay and that his fans would love you.

luckily they do and that’s all you can really ask for. 

you and jaehyun can’t help but be all mushy and soft for each other, especially on social media...

[9:18 am]

your boyfriend hyunjin had been in the studio for a couple days in a row, it wasn't anything out of the usual but you just missed him much more.

you decided to facetime your lover boy,

"i miss you jinniee ~"

"yn, im coming back tonight. don't get all soft for me."

"too late! im getting all mushy at the thought of you." you stated happily

"aw my baby girl is so damn cute... i can't wait to hold you." hyunjin whispers while making a heart with his fingers.

as your call comes to a close hyunjin took the time to praise and love you so much to the point of no return. you literally felt your body melt as he was going on about how good you are to him and how he doesn't know what he did to deserve you.

"jin if you don't shut up, ill go to the studio just to shut you up."

"seriously yn, i love you so damn much. thank you for everything... but ive got to go now baby."

as he states that you can't help but pout,"okay, i love youuu. see you later!" you say before ending the call.

a/n: im currently working on a longer piece of work, idk what to exactly call it but i hope you guys like it.

[06:38]

“kang younghyun, i need to get up. i got to get ready for school.”

"y/f/n y/l/n, don't go today. stay in bed with me!"

"baby, i pay to go to school so i'm going."

your voice was stern and it made him sit up, his face was turned towards you with a cute little pout.

"come here, baby boy... give me a kiss!"

his face immediately lights up and leans towards you.

god, you are so in love.

this was something you longed for. you felt wanted, maybe even needed.

his lips were such a mystery to you. they were able to sing with such a beautiful tone, they have said things that made you heart ache so much more for him, and they let out such sensual sounds that made your ears tingle with excitement.

"i love you so much y/n now, let's get ready and i can drive you to school."

08:58

“thank you for everything.”

“yeah, of course... why are you telling me this all of a sudden?”

“i feel like i don’t thank you enough... you do so much for me and i’m forever grateful but i just want you to know that.”

“seungcheol...”

“you know i’m not really good with my words but i love you so damn much, it pains me thats i don’t show you enough.”

“you’re crazy cheol, you don’t have to do anything big for me to understand that you love me. having you by my side is all i really need.”

[1:54] you sit by yourself in the convenient store as the sun began to set in front of you. just like everyday you woke up at six a.m and got ready, just like everyday you did your assignments in class and kept your grades up, just like everyday you rode the bus to the small corner store that you worked at. yet this day to be exact, felt different from the others. the instant ramen in front of you was halfway empty and the plastic bottle of juice unopened. as you leaned in for another bite, the sound of the door bell echoed throughout the small building. a rather tall boy with blonde hair and a similar school uniform that you wore everyday. you both make eye contact, the uncomfortable silence was too much to bear so the boy decided to start talking. “hi i came to apply for a job the other day…” he trailed his eyes down to a small part of the table. “what’s your name?” “ni-ki.” you gave him a small yet friendly smile, “i’m y/n, nice to meet you. i like your hair.” the shy boy trailed his eyes back up to your face, returning the smile.