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โ๏ธSummary: Either go home for the holidays, or cash in on a free 2 week vacation at a ski resort despite a massive dislike for the snow? The choice was easy, though when a stranger decides that you being alone for the holidays is a travesty, you don't seem to mind the snow at all; not when he's part of the scenery.
โ๏ธWarnings/smut: a lil holiday depression/loneliness, hints of a not great family life, Jongho reading smut, petnames like Darling and Beautiful, some anxiety over the age gap (its like 5-7 years) smut warnings: fingering, penetration without a condom but IUD, a moment of cum-eating, creampie, some cockwarming.
โ๏ธAN: This is for the @lapydiaries winter event with the tropes "Don't want to go home for the Holidays" and "Not a holiday person"! This is also for my secret Santa event in @mirohs-aurora-society, so, @yourlocaljonghoe I hope you love this! (though im sure you guessed it was me as well)
โ๏ธHonorable tags: @bunnliix, @adelusionforyourthoughts, and @yourfatherlucifer for being my beta's as always <3 Banner and dividers made by me <3
Holidays were not your thing, neither was the cold, but this year you had to pick one or the other. Go home for the holidays, endure your familyโs questions that were judgemental stabs posed as questions of concern, or use the free vacation you won to a ski resort?
The choice was easy.
You lied to your family, saying these were the only days you could cash it in, knowing that if you had just stayed home they would have bothered you anyways. So the plan was simple, just enjoy the fancy resort, as it had the hot tub and sauna, fine dining, great room service, and plenty of heat in the suite you secured. You could catch up on some books, work out in the gym, justโฆ relax.
That was the best holiday gift you could give yourself, even if it was surrounded by snowy mountains and freezing cold. Stepping into the resort, the heat that seemed to immediately start melting the snow on your jacket and boots, the cold leaving you with a shiver down your spine.
It was definitely a nice resort, you couldnโt even tell there were snowy mountains all around from inside. Everything about the interior was warm and inviting, decorated for the holidays with garland wrapping around the giant oak pillars in the large lobby, an arched ceiling with intricate carvings on the wood, painted golden to match more of the gold accents all throughout the place. All of it flickering light from the stone fireplace against the wall furthest to the right of the doors, right past a curved staircase up into the second floor.
It looked like a nice area to cozy up with a book, considering to the left of the entrance, through glass doors, seemed to be the ski rentals and hub for skiers to head out. It looked a bit crowded, full of mostly men, or small families, even the workers behind the counter had on a thick sweater from the doors outside constantly opening from the foot traffic. You didnโt see yourself stepping in there at all, and no need to: there was plenty to enjoy here.
Like the room.ย
After checking in, you had found yourself in a grander room than you had expected, one of the smaller suites. The unfortunate thing was that it was in the wing most skiers were put, with a separate entrance so they could drag their snowy equipment up to their rooms. There was already a trail of snow in your hall, but the room itself made up for it.ย
A small metal fireplace in the corner, a chaise lounge just out of reach but close enough you could feel the heat, with plenty of space even with the massive bed on the other side of the bed, with an oak canopy with red velvet curtains and warmer bedding. But the bathroom, oh the large jacuzzi tub big enough to fit two of you with plenty of room to spare looked like heaven, especially with the accommodations of a bath table, candles, and a set of bath oils and bombs complimentary of the store you had won the room through.
And the view? You might not be the biggest fan of snow, but there was something breathtaking about the snowy peak and trees you could see from your balcony. Faced to the side of the mountain that didnโt have the ski slopes, the airlines that took guests up, it was pure untouched scenery. And somehow as relaxing as the small fire you started up.
Hours later, after a relaxing bath, and unpacking half of your things, you wanted to see what else the resort had to offer, especially since the sun had set and you were hungry.
With no one you knew who would criticize your outfit either, you dressed up for your own benefit, just to feel nice in your own skin, before heading downstairs to the restaurant and bar. While only the room and transport to and from the resort were paid for these two weeks, food and other things were on you; having been saving up for a vacation anyways, it wasnโt really a problem.
In fact, why not have a bottle of wine or some drinks with your dinner? Just to celebrate, well, yourself. A nice, stress free, relaxing trip as far from your normal worries as you could get. No shame in sitting at a table near the bar alone, no shame looking at the prices as your mouth watered at the long list of food they did have. No shame, just enjoyment, for once in your life. At least thatโs how it felt.
It wasnโt so easy to turn yourself into vacation mode as you thought though, even as you had placed your order and sat with a drink in your hand, book open and eyes glued to the page. Even then, you were well aware of the couples and families around. The groups of friends, the joy they were having celebrating their holidays and each other. One particular group stood out to you, what looked like a bunch of men younger than you, all huddled around the bar with boisterous laughter ordering shots and talking about their skiing for the day.ย
There was a tinge of isolation felt in your core, and despite being in such a hurry to get away from everyone you knew, it unsettled you that you werenโt as happy being alone right now as you thought you would. No one judging every choice you make, to be disappointed in you or show fake concern for your lack of a love life and friends.
But there was no one to laugh with like that, to smile genuinely with and create memories to love for years to come. Your family would say your younger years were behind you now that you were โpast your primeโ, wasted away chasing a career that gave so little back. Maybe they were right, watching the group of men at least five years younger than you, maybe middle twenties, clearly enjoying each other and their holiday.
With a heavy sigh you downed the rest of your drink, turning back to your book to distract yourself. Though it wasnโt much of a distraction, as seconds later you found yourself glancing back up at the bar, this time finding eyes on you.
You didnโt expect him to wave.
A moment later, you also didnโt expect him to be standing at your table, two shots in his hands as he smiled down at you. โIf youโre here alone, would you like to share a shot with me?โ He hummed out, presenting the pretty soju shot to you.
Accept a shot from a stranger, or continue your dinner alone with just your book? Another decision that, in hindsight, would change more than you bargained for. Returning his smile with a pleasant one of your own, you took the shot. โI wouldnโt say Iโm alone now.โ
His grin turned flirty, motioning to the seat across from you for permission before he sat down once it was given. He was nicely dressed, a dark sweater, dark jeans, much like a dress casual as you were wearing as well, and less gaudy than most of his other friends.
โThank you for accepting, Iโm Choi Jongho. Is this your first day here?โ He immediately started with the questions, holding onto the shot as he leaned forward a bit.
It occurred to you he wanted something from you. Maybe he and his friends were making a joke about the old woman eating alone? Maybe he felt sorry for you? Orโฆ You let your eyes dip down, taking in the sight of him once more, hoping that he was simply here because he thought you were attractive. Now that was an idea, a younger man approaching you just to flirt?
You gave him your name, smile turning a bit flirty just to see how he would react. โI arrived about midday so yeah, first day here. Youโre with your friends over there right?โ You jutted your chin at the group at the bar, several of them staring this way with varying expressions. Some in disbelief, some proud, some worried. โMind filling me in why you decided to leave them to sit with little olโ me?โ Now you leaned forward, purposely pushing your breasts together for the bit of cleavage that was on display.
Only because you were expecting it did you notice the subtle glance and the darkening of his cheeks. โWe sort of fought for who would come over here, and I won.โ He grinned in triumph, holding up the shot glass. โMy lucky day. So a shot to new friends?โ
Laughing a bit at his admission, you lifted the shot glass to his. โThatโs cute, to new friends.โ
With a clink, you both downed the shot, but he didnโt move to get up, instead charging forward right into the next question. โSo, pardon me for asking, but why are you here alone just before the holidays?โ
Your smile faltered, glancing down at your book before pushing it aside. Of course others would find it odd, itโs definitely not the norm. โThe simplest answer would be that itโs just a vacation to give myself some personal time, no holiday stress and I won the room and travel expenses so why not?โ
โSo no kids or partner you have waiting for you at home?โ He inquired, leaning in a bit more.
Shaking your head, you bit down on your lip softly. โNo, no one. I was content spending the holidays alone.โ
โI hear a but there.โ
โWell of course you do. That but would be that now that youโre here, being alone doesnโt seem like the best idea. Wanna keep me company for dinner?โ
He was eager to do so, quickly falling into conversation. You ordered some food for him, and he ordered a drink, starting off with just getting to know each other but with some mild flirting in the mix.
You had been right about the age, mid twenties, he and his friends had come up to spend their holidays here, some of their families had also come along but not his. He didnโt judge you when you admitted you just didnโt want to deal with your family for the holidays either, the โjoyโ of it nonexistent for you. In fact, he seemed more offended that you didnโt like the snow or skiing.
Somehow, by the end of dinner, he had convinced you to go skiing with him just once during your stay, insisting you have to. When you mentioned you had no equipment or gear, he offered to pay to rent it all for you, giving you no excuses.ย
Instead, you made a deal with him. Youโd go skiing, if he read one of the books you had brought with you, since you had talked about your love for reading as one of the topics. You had made sure to clarify it was a romance novel, but he agreed, even if he had a light blush paired with his determined grin.
Once dinner was paid for, and drinks, his friends pulled him away and you could hear them hounding him for questions. One of the taller ones, with a deep voice, not so quietly asked โSo is she single? Down to fuck?โ before he had gotten far.
โSingle, yes.โ You called out, answering for him as you stood, feeling the few drinks really taking effect and giving you courage to say things you normally wouldnโt. โDown to fuck? That remains to be seen.โ You sent a wink over at Jongho specifically, pleased when he got shy at the attention.
You werenโt against it, but really you had enjoyed just talking to him more than anything.
It was enough of a distraction that you went to your room without much thought of how you were going to give him the book; instead you were more flabbergasted at the fact he and his friends shared a few rooms right across from yours.ย
Well it made sense, since he had said they were there to ski, but it was oddly ironic. He hadnโt said anything else to you, but currently, a different friend was stepping into the hotel room with him, and luck had it that you caught his eye. He still seemed a bit shy after his friendโs comment, just giving you a wave before stepping into the room. At least you both knew which room you were in, so he couldnโt hide from you but you also couldnโt hide from him.
With eager anticipation, you constantly glanced at the door to see if maybe he would make the move and come to you. Perhaps you could get out of the deal if he didnโt come grab the book? After all, you didnโt want to go out in the snow if you didnโt have to. However barely a half hour had passed before there was a knock on the door.
No surprise to find him there, the confident smile from before back on his face. โSo, about that book?โ
Sighing dramatically, as if in defeat, you held up a finger before stepping further into the hotel room and grabbing the book you had set aside. โHere you go handsome, one smutty romance novel for you to read.โ
โSmutty?โ Ah, there was the shy guy from earlier, nearly fumbling the book as you handed it over. โBut-โ
โI did say it was an adult romance book.โ Now you had a wicked grin on your face, hands on your hips as you tilted your head in question. โBacking out of the bet?โ
He went stiff, shaking his head with determination. โNot at all, but, Iโm upping the deal.โ
You actually pouted out. โNo fair- all because you were too busy staring at my tits than listening?โ
โTotally not the case.โ He was quick to defend himself. โIf I get like, halfway through, then I take you out to the slopes to teach you how to ski. Because otherwise itโs dangerous if you donโt have some knowledge.โ
You told yourself it was only because he had a point that you didnโt argue- and not because that meant more time with him. โFine. Halfway then. And Iโll be quizzing you.โ
โMake the questions hard then at least.โ
โThe hardest.โ
โOh? Is that also how you like it?โ The drop of his tone, and the fact he was much closer than you realized, made the question quite provocative for your mind.
Now you were the one shy and flustered, scoffing because what else could you do? โMaybe youโll find out.โ You motioned to the book, knowing that the couple was passionate about each other, but in a way that was sweet and romantic. It was one of the softer books you had, but there was a reason the binding was worn out from how many times you had read it and why you chose this one for him to read.
If skiing was a love of his, you were sharing a love of yours.
โI see. Then I should get to reading. Goodnight Darling.โ He held up the book as he took a step back, reluctant to leave you, but soon enough you were watching him shut his hotel door. Cheeks still burning from the pet name, you headed to bed as well, feeling like a high school girl who just got asked to prom by her crush.
You didnโt see or hear from him the next day, opting to stay in your own room and attempt to read your current book while snuggled up against the fire. You had ordered room service for snacks and the like, not even leaving the room once since the only reason you would knew where to find you.
Unfortunately he was on your mind the whole time, interrupting your thoughts and making it hard to focus on the book. A bit sad to go to sleep without a peep, the next day was promising.
He knocked early, a wide grin on his features when he saw you wrapped up in the hotel robe clearly just out of bed. โI got halfway. Meet me downstairs for breakfast and then skiing?โ
To say you were shocked was an understatement, having begun to doubt if he really would read the book, or if he would do so with time for you to fill your half of the bargain. The fact he was younger was somehow intimidating- or maybe it was the insecurities that usually surfaced around this time of year- that had you questioning constantly if he really enjoyed your company.
So you were touched that he did manage so quickly. Even more so when he answered every single of your questions over breakfast down at the restaurant, showing enthusiasm for the story.
Though he was much more talkative about the skiing equipment as he dragged you to the shop to rent your own equipment. Before you knew it, you were shaking out in the snow but looked like an overpacked marshmallow with rosey cheeks under the hefty goggles. The snow made it difficult, waddling through it like a penguin which had him laughing in his own puffer jacket.
โItโs cold~โ You whined for the dozenth time in the last ten minutes, finally making it to the kiddy slopes. Regret was just around the corner, but every time he did laugh it seemed miles away.
There was also a spark in his eye when he looked at you, gummy smile like a mini sun that made the biting cold melt away from your chest; your fingertips werenโt that immune yet.
โYouโll get used to it. Now, almost there. Weโll practice how to stand up at the top of this one hill and then Iโll have you practice going down it until you get the hang of it.โ
โI dislike those odds. Weโre going to be here forever!โ
โI beg to differ beautiful, I think youโll get the hang of it.โ He winked, holding his hand out to help you up the small slope that kids half your size and smaller were managing to go down with ease. If he hadnโt thrown out another pet name that left you cooking in the puffer jacket, you might feel jealous of the kids for doing it so well.
So what if it took all two weeks to get the hang of it if he was teaching you?
The first unfortunate face plant into the snow was a harsh reminder that yes, it did matter how long you were out here. He laughed, but helped you up and dusted snow off your jacket while you puffed out your cheeks like you were the younger one.
โI want a refund.โ
โNo can do.โ
Your protests fell on deaf ears as the teaching continued. Once the skis were on, you fell sideways on your first step. Then awkwardly onto your ass. Being bundled like a fragile vase did not make moving easy, but you were trying.
An hour, maybe a bit more, and you made your first successful, if not clumsy, trip down the small slope on skis. He came sliding down, stopping next to you with ease to help you up as stopping was something you still needed to practice.
This time though, you got payback: you pulled him down โaccidentallyโ.
He fell on top of you, laughing at the clumsy entanglement you both were. Despite the ice cold snow against your back, he radiated warmth above you, that gummy smile back on his face you associated with pure joy. The smile was gone when you shoved a handful of snow down the neck of his jacket, starting an unfortunate battle between you both that had you rolling around in the snow, laughing and squealing.
Until you werenโt anymore, skis entangled you were pressed together in a tantalizing way that had you heating from the inside out. Staring up at him, admiring the beauty he was with literal steam radiating off him, you thought the winter sky was a beautiful backdrop. He looked at you as if he was staring at priceless art, wet glove easily sliding into the snow under your head to hold you still as he was leaning in.
Your brain was short circuiting as your eyes fluttered close, accepting the kiss you expected to come, but it landed on your bright red nose. Which, you hadnโt noticed, was so damn cold and snotty until his warm breath fanned over it. โWe should get you inside before you become Rudolph.โย
His teasing comment snapped you out of your trance and you slapped his shoulder playfully. His laughter was back, your cheeks just as red as your nose as he leaned back to easily disentangle you both.
The almost kiss wasnโt brought up, not even as he helped you back inside and up to your room. Whatever he was going to say at the door was interrupted by one of his friends calling out to him: it seemed they had afternoon plans. But he left you with a promise to take you back on the hill tomorrow evening.
He kept it, this time you learned how to stop, still pretty clumsy, but the praise and pride on his features every time you did well was enough encouragement to continue with the lessons. That night he invited you to dinner with him and a few of his friends, those that didnโt have family there, and you met Mingi, San, and Yeosang. It seemed the others were spending their evening with their families.
Mingi had been the one to ask if you were down to fuck, a comment he apologized for profusely when you joined them at the table. San was a gentleman from the start, doting on the quiet pretty boy next to him the entire dinner. In fact, so did Jongho and Mingi, a fact you found interesting and even called Yeosang the โbaby girlโ of the group. That seemed to be the comment that won their approval, and while you didnโt do much talking, you saw Jongho as his age for once.
Being the youngest of his friends, he was playful like a little brother and teasing the others. Even you couldnโt help jumping in on the teasing, pinching his cheek and cooing at him like a baby. After dinner you joined them for a game of billiards which they were quite competitive for, but good. You found yourself a comrade with Mingi, both of you failing almost miserably while both Jongho and San were toe to toe, carrying you both since you had split into teams with Yeosang as the resident cheerleader.
The biggest moment, for you at least, was when Jongho secured the win, the two of you cheering loudly until he was silencing yours with a kiss. You melted almost instantly, a dreamy look in your eyes as he pulled away a second later, blissful grin on his lips.
โRub it in our faces, why donโt you!โ Mingi huffed out while San was grinning like a proud papa, Yeosang holding his hand over his mouth completely shocked. On the walk back to the rooms, Yeosang became a bit more vocal and nosy about you both while San consoled a sullen Mingi.
But really you wanted to know where you were now standing with the man. He had been a stranger days ago, each evening almost like a date, and now you met his friends and shared your first kiss with him in front of them. Like a couple. Yet he was ushered into the room he shared with another friend, and you had no time to question him about it.
Christmas Eve was the next day, and despite pulling yourself out of the room and reading down in the lobby with the big fireplace, you didnโt see him once. Some of his friends you recognized, once more with family, but not him.
You did a video call with some family that night, the few you could stand easily, and went to bed early. For you, Christmas was another normal day, but the anxiety was beginning to settle in.
Was this a real thing with Jongho? Or was it just a fling? Would it end with sex and then forgetting each other the moment you left the resort? Were you okay with that?
You could hear the hotel doors opening and closing often during Christmas morning, having ordered room service you could hear the cheers and joy coming from the nearby rooms and the loneliness hit hard.ย
Somehow, like a sturdy rock, Jongho appeared before the heavy thoughts buried you. He knocked on your door, wearing a white fluffy hoodie and a cream colored bearlike beanie and sweats. He had a bag in his hand, that gummy smile back on his face and a near dreamy look in his eyes as he looked over your own cozy outfit. โMerry Christmas?โ
Guilt tugged at your heart, as well as some other emotions, but you gently took the bag from him and smiled softly. โI didnโt get you anything thoughโฆโ
โDonโt have to. We can just enjoy the evening together? Can I come in?โ He presented another gift, a bottle of alcohol and juice to mix it with, both items you were familiar with since they made up your drink the night you met.
โJonghoโฆ Iโm really touched but you didnโt have to.โ You stepped back to let him in, finding him absolutely adorable in the fuzzy clothes, reminding you once more he was younger. It shouldnโt matter, really, but perhaps after so much of your familyโs nagging it was just programmed into your mind to hear what they would say, even if they werenโt there.
He shrugged, setting the gift down on the desk provided in the room and then looking around as to where to sit; it didnโt elude you that he avoided looking at the bed. โI know, but I wanted to.โ He turned to you once you shut the door and stepped further in, the tension between you palpable, probably from the unresolved kiss. โYou donโt have to celebrate, but I just want to spend some time with you today. Is that alright?โ
As an answer, you made your way over and grabbed his hand, pulling him over to sit on the chaise lounge by the ongoing fire. You had him sit before going to grab the gift, coming back and taking the spot next to him. โCan I open this now then?โ Your words were thick with emotion, a large part of you moved beyond measure by this simple gesture.
Itโs barely been a week, you shouldnโt feel this strongly about a stranger.
But he wasnโt a stranger, smiling at you as if he was the sun that you basked in daily; looking at you as if you were his favorite sight. He was a wonder, bringing you to life in ways you didnโt realize you had been dead.
โOpen it.โ
With apprehension you did, eyes widening as the first thing under the tissue paper was the book you had borrowed him. Your eyes flickered up to meet his gaze, finding him a bit bashful. โI finished it.โ
He did?
โYou can quiz me on it later but keep going, thereโs more.โ
Licking your lips you turned your attention back to the bag. There indeed was more, a trilogy of books at the bottom of the bag, a series you werenโt familiar with but could tell would be good. All by the same author as the book you had leant him.ย
He started to ramble. โSo the shop owner said this is a more recent series by that author, similar genre, and I thought you might like it because of how well worn the book is and-โ The books fell to the floor as you reached over and grabbed him, cupping his cheeks to hold him still as your lips collided with his.
Why even question that first kiss when it didnโt matter? You wanted him, desire him physically and emotionally. Even if you never saw him after this retreat, you werenโt going to let the what ifs and questions stop you from taking this chance.
He kissed back with equal passion, matching your lips as you held him still. His hands found your waist, guiding you onto his lap as you were already moving there. Kiss after kiss, heating up the room more than the fireplace could.
โDarling- wait.โ Despite your eagerness, he pulled away, breathing a bit heavy from the onslaught of kisses. โWe should-โ
โTalk? Maybe. But to be frank, Jongho, it doesnโt matter to me if I donโt see you after this resort, or if I do.โ You slipped your hand up into his hair, knocking the beanie off and onto the floor. โI want you. I donโt want to have any regrets and I will regret it if I donโt take this chance with you.โ It was a bit of a lie, you had a feeling you wanted to see him even after the snow had melted into spring and for the next winter and so on.
But even just these few days up in the snow covered mountains would be enough.
It was a sentiment he seemed to share, picking you with such ease you were squealing and holding on tighter.
โI was going to say move to the bed.โ He teased out, already carrying you, a sly grin on his features. โBut good to know you want me so bad. Or need me so bad?โ He setย you down on the edge, placing a chaste kiss to your nose before his hands began to wander. โI donโt have a condom though so-โ
โI have an IUD. Donโt care.โ Your robe fell open, the cute fuzzy pajamas exposed underneath. โI do need you so bad.โ
His lips were on yours again in the next moment, no more words needed to show how much he needed you too. His hands did plenty of talking. They slid the robe off completely and tossed it onto the floor, your shirt coming off next while his lips only gave you a small reprieve to breathe before they were back on yours.
He gently inched you up more and more, lips trailing soft but needy kisses along your jaw, to your neck, nipping at the skin there. โSo beautifulโฆโย
Your hand found its way into his hair, tilting your neck back to give him more access as his lips trailed lower; over your collarbone, the expanse of your chest, right to your exposed nipple. The second his lips latched on you were tightening your fingers in the fluffy strands, his own fingers pushing down your sleep shorts.
Every touch was soft, but you could feel the passion and need for you. In the way his teeth scraped against your hardened nipple, to the soft way his fingers trailed over your thighs as he pushed the fabric off, your underwear as well. Soon you were bare beneath him, but he wasnโt in a rush as his mouth moved to give equal attention to the neglected tit.
When was the last time you felt so cherished? The emotions swirling in your chest are as heavy as the lust pooling into your lower stomach and between your thighs. It just made your need for him that much more suffocating, impatience surging up that resulted in you pushing him off to the side and quickly climbing on top. โYou really think I am?โ You questioned, biting down on yourย lip as you moved down his thighs to grip his sweats.
His hands grabbed your wrists, expression once more bashful. It was cute, how he could be so confident and in control one moment, and then you do something that makes him so adorable and shy. โY-yes, I think you are.โ His eyes ran down your body, still holding you still by your wrists. You could visibly see the lust clouding his gaze more and more, a subtle gasp leaving his lips when his eyes locked onto your pussy, just inches from his clothed member.
You were pleased by the way his grip tightened and the soft, almost whine he let out when you rolled your hips to tease him. โAnd I think you are adorable like this. I told you I need you, so please, let me have you baby?โ
Dropping your hands, he instead gripped your legs just above your knees, watching with bated breath as you pulled his sweats down finally and exposed him more. The wet spot through the grey boxers had you salivating, tempted just to lower your mouth and get a taste. How would he react?
The temptation was too much to pass up, already leaning forward before he knew what you were doing. With sweet satisfaction he bucked his hips up as you mouthed at the wet spot, feeling his thick tip twitching beneath the fabric. Ah his reaction was so cute, nails digging into your knees and soft pants leaving him while he forced himself to watch. Still in the big fuzzy sweater, you thought he should keep it on, he looked so adorable after all.
โPlease, Darling I-โ
โYes?โ You pulled your lips away, instead rubbing your cheek against the twitching bulge while your hands worked his pants off, using your feet to help kick them off him. โTell me what you want, baby.โ
He didnโt answer, instead sitting up to grab the back of your thighs and pull you up until you were chest to chest. He manhandled you with ease, but with no aggression behind his movements, just desire. Desire he conveyed even more through the desperate clash of lips and teeth and mixed breaths of you both.
Desire you could feel once his underwear was off and he was pressing your wet lips down on his shaft, both of you letting out a sweet sound of pleasure at the touch. Oh he was thick and it had your inner walls throbbing to feel them around it.
But there was no way you could just take it without some pain, which he seemed to be just as aware of. Pushing himself up on one elbow while he tapped your thigh gently. โLift, or lay down.โ
โBut I-โ
โYouโll have my cock soon enough, beautiful, but I donโt want to hurt you.โ He kissed your cheek to soothe your protest, gently guiding you onto your back. Your legs fell open, making more than enough room for him which he took advantage of, his thick thighs spreading yours even further apart, eyes and hand running down the length of your body in admiration. โAre you sure about this?โ
You couldnโt help but roll your eyes, fingers threading through his soft hair once more. โDO you want me to beg? Because I will? Please please Jongho, I really want you. Want your cock inside me, want to be as close to you as I can, want- ah~โ Your head fell back as his fingers rubbed between your slit before giving your clit the lightest pinch to shut you up.
He was smiling down at you with triumph, taking in the expressions you made as he used your slick to cover two of his fingers. โI get it, so needy itโs cute.โ
With a pout you tugged on his hair, though it was instantly washed away when he pushed both fingers in with very little resistance. It had been so long, both fingers already feeling like a stretch inside, making you thankful he had insisted on prep. โN-not cute.โ
โNo?โ He kissed the tip of your nose, pushing his fingers deep and curling them, chuckling at your reaction. โThatโs definitely cute.โ
โSays the one in a fluffy sweater.โ You countered back like a brat despite your hips rocking up to meet his hand, practically putty as the two fingers explored your inner walls, finding the sweet spots that had your breath hitching or body twitching in response.
His smile turned gummy, now tugging at your heartstrings as you had grown to adore that smile. โDo you think Iโm cute doing this to you?โ To accentuate his words, his thumb started rubbing your clit in circles, humming at how pliant you became, only nodding to answer his question. โShould I take it off?โ
Shaking your head, you gripped at his biceps, enjoying the fluffy material under your palms. โWouldn't be able to think if you were bare.โ
โI donโt think youโre doing a good job of thinking right now, Darling.โ Slowly he spread you out, thumb increasing its pace just to have you soaking his hand even more. โI think you want to cum, donโt you?โ
โA-are you going to let me?โ
He chuckled, running his nose along your cheek before placing a kiss. โOf course. I canโt be mean to you.โ He was already moving faster, fingers rubbing against your sweet spots he had found earlier in sync with his thumb. Both added more pressure, his thighs keeping yours apart as you started to writhe just a bit beneath him.
Tugging at the sweater on his arms, your eyes rolled shut to just enjoy the pleasure, head falling back into the pillows and shy moans leaving your lips as you realized just how much power he had over you. Yet he was treating you so gently, humming out soft praises about how good you were being.
There was a knowing smirk on his lips before you even started babbling out that you were going to cum, whining and tugging at his sweater as he kept up his pace. โPlease, can I come? Can I please please Jongho- baby please.โ You panted around the drool, forcing yourself to look up at him and pout between whines.
His grin just widened, glancing down between you both to see the ministrations of his fingers working you up and โthen come Darlingโ to watch you soak his hand with your release, giving him such a sweet moan his impatience roared its head.
You were still twitching and panting as he pulled his fingers out, bringing them to his mouth as he leaned back, guiding his thick member to your cunt while he licked his fingers clean. The contradiction of his actions paired with the fluffy mess of his hair and fluffy sweater was actually endearing.
Though that endearment was pushed to the side as he pushed in, the stretch made your eyes go wide and grab onto him once more. It wasnโt painful, but there was a tight pressure he clearly felt as well. โFuck- still so tight.โ
A whine was your only answer, huffing as you tugged on the fabric to ask for more. You wanted to feel more of him, be as close as possible.
Feel loved.
Because even in just these few days, you had felt seen and cherished and in this moment that was felt tenfold. The way his eyes flickered between your face and where you were joined, eyes soft and looking for any sign of pain.
He was so gentle as he pushed in bit by bit, pausing once he bottomed out and you couldnโt suppress the whimpers that left you even if you tried. The two of you locked eyes, silently checking in on each other before he leaned over and kissed you, stealing what little breath you had left away.
Arms wrapping around his shoulders, you wrapped your legs around his waist as well, pushing the sweater up. The soft fabric grazing your tits with every slow roll of his hips made the entire act softer. As your walls adjusted to his thickness, he picked up pace, panting against your lips before he picked you up.
Now in the air wrapped around him like a koala, he made a show of strength as he gripped just under your ass and moved you in sync with his thrusts. He felt so deep you were already shaking, burying your face into his shoulder and holding on tightly. โJongho- Jongho please-โ
โPlease what?โ He was breathless but was still thrusting up into you with ease. โDo you need more?โ
Bashfully you nodded, gasping out in shock when he obliged. Now you were bouncing on his cock with such fervor your mind was filled with so much cotton you couldnโt think.ย The soft grunts and pants by your ear were a good indication he was enjoying this as much as you were, but you loved the whine he let out when you purposely clenched down around him.ย
โFuck- youโre going to milk me at this rate Darling.โ
โWant to. Want to be nice and full. Donโt want you to leave.โ You panted out, head lifting to press your forehead against his cheek. โWant you to feel good too.โ
โI feel amazing. Itโs an effort not to cum in your pretty cunt right now.โ He gently kissed your forehead, the softness making your heart lurch with affection.
You were down bad, and with the way he was fucking you, it was for more than just his heart. โThen donโt hold back. We can go again and again.โ
He chuckled breathlessly, fingers gripping your soft flesh tighter. โAlright, remember you asked for it.โ He went silent then, focusing entirely on chasing his release by fucking into you a bit harder.
Loving every thrust your head fell back, only your grip on him keeping you from falling back. Though with the grip he had on your ass you werenโt coming off his dick anytime soon- just coming on it.
Crying out as the pleasure hit you like a ton of bricks, you nearly did fall back but Jongho fell with you. Burying you into the bed like you had been buried in the snow beneath him as he gave a few erratic final thrusts before releasing himself deep inside. The groan he made tingled your spine and brain, unlocking chemistry that made you feel like you were in love at that moment.
Moments passed as he stilled and both of you struggled to catch your breath, but he didnโt pull out. Not even when he placed a kiss on your cheek and rolled over so you were on top of him, you were still seated on his softening cock.
His hands ran up and down your back and then down your thighs, tucking your head under his chin as his breathing regulated. โI donโt want this to be just a vacation fling.โ
Smiling at his words, you hugged him as best you could, but were too worn out in the moment to even lift your head. โDoesnโt have to be. We live in the same city right?โ It had been briefly mentioned before.
โYeahโฆ Will you see me there?โ He sounded a little insecure over the question, which you were a bit surprised by.
โIโd love to, Jongho. Besides, there are more fun things to do when you arenโt surrounded by snow.โ
He huffed at your comment. โSkiing is plenty fun and you still have to try the novice slope with me.โ
Laughing softly, you took notice you could see it snowing on your balcony, knowing just how cold the pretty flakes were. But it was plenty warm in this hotel room, with the fireplace and Jongho under you with his fluffy sweater and warm embrace. โI did promise, and you did read my book.โ
โIt was a bit hard to, since I couldnโt stop imagining that spicy scene as you and I.โ
At the admission you did lift your head, laughing at the blush warming his golden cheeks. โReally? You are so cute Choi Jongho, getting flustered over that after you just fucked my brains out.โ
He couldnโt meet your eyes. โWellโฆ I wanted to make sure I could compareโฆโ
โCompared to what? What I read?โ He shook his head, leaving you frowning. โDo you think I had a lot of lovers just because Iโm older?โ
Ah, Bingo. โMingi made a comment that the older woman he had been with had shown him a lot of new thingsโฆ Iโm less experienced than him so I thoughtโฆโ
You cut him off with a kiss. โRemind me to kick him in the balls when I see him next. Iโm not that experienced, and even if I was you were more than perfect.โ
There it was, that smile you adored so much lighting up his features. โReally?โ
โYes really. But-โ Resting your head again you glanced back out at the balcony. โNow I think I need to quiz you on that book, see if I really should go skiing with you.โ
His hold tightened with a whine. โWhy do you want to get out of it?โ
โBecause the snow is too cold, and I like doing this more.โ You huffed out in return, hands playing with the soft sweater.ย
โThen how about I warm you up just like this after every time we go outside and you get cold?โ He prompted, laughing when you jolted up into a sitting position. โI take it you like that?โ
With a nod, your grin widened. โI can certainly deal with some snowโฆ especially since itโs not so bad with you.โ No, the sight of him in all his ski gear was just as charming as he looked right now, all tousled from sex and blushing.
Snow definitely wasnโt so bad when he was there, so maybe the holidays werenโt that bad after all.ย
He took your hands in his, meeting your gaze and practically melting at his own. โSo you like me, not the snow?โ At your nod, he pulled you back down and kissed you softly. โThen I suppose I wouldnโt be against some summer vacation despite not liking the heatโฆ you know, as long as youโre there.โ
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๐Pairing: detective ateez ot8 x detective afab reader
๐Summary: "Welcome Home"
๐WC: 3.2k
๐AU: detective/mafia
๐Genre: action, dark romance, poly romance
๐Warning(s): 18+ rating (all of CIY is), anxiety
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It was a lot more nerve wracking descending the stairs than you thought, a lot less prepared for this conversation than you had hoped for. You could see the majority of the open space, the industrial pipes and vents above with the fans blowing air. The whole space was renovated nicely, with a large sitting area that doubled as a game or theater set up with the large flat screen on the stone wall. Shelves occupied the rest full of books and other items, including a dagger and sword collection.
Wooyoung was the last to notice your presence, moving about the large industrial type kitchen cooking up a feast just as you had asked, but the others had all stopped to look up at the stairs the moment the door opened.
San had let you step out first, taking it slow as you fought off the panic that threatened to engulf you. You told yourself you had no reason to be scared, they wouldnโt hurt you. Yeosang was watching from over his monitors he had set up on the dining table, Jongho standing next to him, while the other four were standing in the living area discussing something important if you had to guess from their demeanor.
They justโฆ stared. Some smiled, like Hongjoong and Yunho, even Yeosang had a shy little smile. But otherwise their concern was so evident it almost made you turn and run back into the room. Wooyoung, bless him, noticed that when he noticed you.
โThereโs my pretty girl- hey! Y'all stop gawking at her! Not unless youโre going to get on your knees and beg for her love.โ He pointed his spatula at a few of them as if ready to hit.
Yunho chuckled and made his way over to meet you at the bottom of the stairs. โSorry about that butterfly, weโre just happy to see you moving about.โ
You rolled your eyes but took his outstretched hand once you reached the last step. โYeah, well, get used to it. Iโm not about to be some doll you keep in a box.โ
He smiled wider, stopping you there instead of helping you down like you thought. โWouldnโt dream of it Butterfly, youโre meant to fly after all.โ
Blushing at his comment, you gently smacked his shoulder. โShut it charmer, Iโm hungry and Iโd like to chit chat.โ
โOf course, anything you want.โ He hummed out and then swept you into his arms. He hadnโtย been as clingy as the other two, so the contact threw you off, for a moment reminding you of the night you found out everything.
It left a bad taste in your mouth and had you scrambling out of his arms. โI can walk just fine.โ With a huff you moved past him to the others: in particular Hongjoong. โI want answers. Please.โ
He nodded, sombering up and looking to the others. They each sat down and both Yeosang and Jongho made their way over. Yunho took his seat next to Mingi, placing a hand on his thigh to still Mingi's bouncing leg, Yeosang sitting next to Mingi on the other side and and Jongho sat on the arm next to him, all on one sofa. You glanced at San to have him sit, which he did, sitting on the far end of the other couch next to Seonghwa.
Even Wooyoung paused in his cook, leaning against the counter and giving you all his attention.
While you were thankful they did, none of them standing above you and giving you ample space, the intensity of their stares made you uneasy. Unwavering attention, somber expressions, even Jonghoโs usual tense demeanor was for a different reason: concern for you.
Taking a deep breath, you let it out in a huff, placing your hands on your hips and furrowing your brow with a playful glare. โI swear to fucking God if you don't relax a little I'm going to start swinging! I'm not going to suddenly combust and I'm not made of crystal either.โย
At your threat, there were some tense smiles, but other Wooyoung scoffing in the kitchen no one relaxed.
โYes you are.โ
Surprisingly, it was Jongho who spoke up, drawing your attention with eyes wide with shock. โWhat did you say?โ You took a step closer, ready to fight him on it. You weren't fragile. You werenโt-
โYou are fragile. Ready to combust. Crystal or glass or whatever.โ He repeated, shifting on the arm rest as Yeosang grabbed his arm with alarm. โI'm just saying what everyone is thinking! And it's true. When I found youโฆโ
As he trailed off you stepped forward, thigh brushing his knee as you stared him down with a locked brow. โWhat? What about it?!โ
โEasy Gorgeous, this is what you wanted to talk about right?โ Hongjoong stood up to try and intervene but you held up a hand to stop him, gaze locked onto Jongho's in a battle of wills.
โWhen I found youโฆ when you held on to me, I thoughtโฆ I thought we lost you for good.โ His tone significantly softened, but he held eye contact, seeming just as shocked as you were by his words. โWe don't want to lose you.โ
โAnd when was I ever yours to lose Choi Jongho? Maybe some of the others but yours? Don't make me laugh.โ You scoffed, rolling your eyes and waving him off dismissively.
Just for him to grab your hand and pull you closer. Out of reaction. You brought your other hand down in an attempt to hit him, just for him to grab your wrist. Both were now locked in his hands, his feet hooking behind your calves and effectively trapping you against him while he still sat on the arm of the couch unwavering.
โLet. Me. GO!โ You still struggled, but while you were smaller and could be quick, he was much more physically fit and overpowering. Despite your best efforts your breathing became labored, eyes wide with unbridled fear as your body reacted from trauma as opposed to Jongho himself.
Despite his rough grip, his face softened. โLook at me, little one, Iโm not going to hurt you.โ
Stiffening at the pet name, heat flooded your senses, mingling with the icy fear that was in your veins and somehow balancing it out. He didnโt say anything else, nor make a move, just waited out for your struggling to seize. Instead you deflated, hands balled into fists to try and keep your fingers from trembling more than they were.
โWhy does it matter to you?โ Your previous demeanor to take action and demand answers was long gone, the vulnerable side of yourself that you often rejected coming back to the surface. These men had a way of bringing it out, apparently that meant Jongho as well.
โIโฆโ He started, dropping his hands from your wrists to settle on his thighs, giving you the option to back out if you wanted. When you didnโt, he continued, a tremble in his voice. โYouโฆ you matter to me little one, more than Iโd like to admit. Butting heads with you, watching you thrive in this kind of work, seeing the way you interact with my partners hereโฆ It all matters to me. Iโm sorry I reacted poorly, I thought if I could get you to walk away before you got too deep there was a chance for you to be happy elsewhere butโฆ thatโs not an option anymore is it?โ
You shook your head, staring at him as if he had just grown a second head. Softness was not something you expected to ever see from this man, and coupled with the pet name it had you feeling some type of way. โNoโฆ itโs not. I want to be a part of this. No, I need it. With you all. I wantโฆโ You paused, taking a deep breath to gather up what courage you could, turning to look at every single one of them before meeting Jonghoโs still soft gaze. It felt like you had to tell him this the most. โI want to join the Black Pirates.โ
The way he smiled up at you had the apples of your cheeks burning, for a brief second finding him adorable. โFor new members we take a vote and if itโs not unanimous, it fails. Should we take a vote?โ He looked to the others, but you were staring at him, a question in them. โItโs not the first time for the voteโฆ no, but I disagreed every time. I get it if that makes you angry at me.โ
Swallowing hard, you shook your head. Now that you understood a bit of why he was so hateful to you, you couldnโt be upset with his actions. Well, not at this moment. You might give him hell for it later though. โJust you though?โ You couldnโt help but glance over at Yeosang and Yunho, having thought they two might have protested at least. You know San and Wooyoung wanted you since the first time you met them both, and the others had shown so as well over the last few weeks.
Yeosang caught you looking at him and smiled sheepishly, nodding his head. โI want you here. I uh- wellโฆโ He trailed off, getting more bashful the more you stared expectantly.
It was Wooyoung that chimed in, making his way over in a rush, announcing himself with a giggle before he pulled you back against him once he was sure you would not panic about it. โSangie is obsessed with you, Goddess. Asks about you constantly, praises you. Itโs so fucking cute to get him flustered just by mentioning you. You know, if you sat on his lap right now he would practically combust? Heโs never been with a woman, just us, you could teach him a few things.โ
โWooyoung!โ San stepped in, huffing as he stood up. โLetโs not suggest things like that right now.โ
โWhy not? I think it would be very healing for her to hear just how much we want her and care about her. Did you know, love, that heโs been your secret admirer for awhile? Like that breakfast waiting for you the day you were late. Oh that was fun to get out of him.โ
You could hardly process what he was saying, watching the way Yeosang fidgeted and now refused to look at you, much like a shy boy in the presence of his crush. When Jongho slid his hand through the manโs hair, eliciting a low deep moan from him, your brain went haywire. Of course you had already decided Yeosang was adorable and had a lot of cute habits, like his lisp and the way he would preen at your praise just to name a few.
โI see. Iโll keep that in mind.โ Shit, were you actually getting aroused by this? It was a nice thought that you actually could, but you knew the act itself was off the table. Especially if Jongho touching you like that had adrenaline running in your veins ready to fight and run.
So you turned your attention right to Mingi who was sitting next to the pretty boy. He was watching with those boba eyes of his that melted your heart. You hadnโt talked to him since he had interrupted your time with Wooyoung, pouting from your lack of attention. โDo you want me here?โ The sex, the shared moments in between, and the brief moments afterโฆ you couldnโt say for certain that he did want you here.
He looked offended you asked. โOf course I do Princess. Do you have any idea how badass and amazing you are? Youโre an upgrade to our team for sure. And not just because the sex was amazing, I like you for way more than just that.โ He elbowed Yunho next to him. โRight?โ
Yunho nodded, smiling softly as he patted his thigh and met your gaze. โRemember what I told you, Butterfly? This is another way I meant it, as a Pirate. San has always been right about you being perfect for us, and that means in this way too. Youโre a hard worker, you fight for what you believe in, and youโre a force to be reckoned with. My balls still hurt thinking about your knee, you know.โ He teased with a wink, resulting in a blush on your own cheeks.
โI do feel bad about that but it didnโt seem to affect your performance.โ You pointed out, shifting in Wooyoungโs arms.
The man tightened his hold on you, chin resting on your shoulder as he let out a whine. โAnd you know how San and I feel already. We love you. Cherish you. Most definitely worship the ground you walk on Goddess. Having you as a Pirate with us? Itโs perfect. Youโre perfect.โ
Fighting off the smile that wanted to spread across your lips was hard, so you didnโt. Especially when you locked eyes with San, his own smile mirroring yours, his dimples on full display. โYou two are charmers, I swear.โ
San chuckled with Wooyoung, the broader man nodding. โIt worked, we got you now donโt we?โ
You couldnโt deny that, warmth spreading through your body at their obvious affection. That meant six out of eight agreed for you to join. Six out of eight of them wanted you, wanted to work with you as an equal and a partner.
Hesitantly you glanced at Seonghwa, feeling a bit intimidated despite knowing he did care for you. Still, you had held him at gunpoint, he had freed you at the safe house and you had, essentially, killed a man to try and fight for him and Hongjoong. Did they know that? How you had made that decision, in that moment, to fight for them? With nothing more than a knife?
The way Seonghwa softened, you thought maybe he did. You felt shy, insecure, anxiety eating in your chest. So much had happened, all the care shown to you over this last week being second guessed at this moment. And he seemed to know that.
โAngel?โ He started, standing up slowly as you removed yourself from Wooyoungโs hold, his presence suddenly overwhelming for you. โHey, itโs okay-โ
โItโs not. Itโs not okay.โ You stammered out, backing away from Wooyoung to create some space as heavy weighted emotions took hold in your heart. It finally hit, not just what had happened by the Red Wolves hand, but what led up to it. Your questioning at gunpoint, the way Yunho fucked you, being held hostage by them and still choosing to fight. What if that changed things?
Did that really make you good enough? Did that really make you deserving of their words?
Seonghwa shared a quick glance with Hongjoong and both approached you, stopping when you backed up. The guilt and pain that twisted their features suddenly twisted your own emotions in your gut. โYou donโt think you deserve thisโฆ do you? Being a Pirate?โ
When you nodded, they reacted in a way that had you jumping, staring at Hongjoong now on his knees as he had fallen to them with a groan of pain. Seonghwa was shaking his head, using your shock over Hongjoong to close the distance and grab you by the waist. You jumped at that, attempting to pull away until you saw the gun.
โThis is why, isnโt it? You donโt think we want someone that hurt us?โ There was pure anguish in his voice, pushing it against your chest. โYou think youโre a liability after what happened? And wondering just how we can agree to having you on board huh?โ
You hated how right he was, holding onto the gun because he wasnโt giving you a choice. โYou wouldnโt have gone with them if I wasnโt there. I wouldnโt have been there if I didnโt hold you at gun point. You wouldnโt-โ You were shut up with a kiss, words muffled against Seonghwaโs lips as he held you tight against him. Your mind went blank, confusion settling under the bliss that came from his sweet lips on yours.ย
When he pulled away, he directed your attention to Hongjoong who was gripping his knees tightly, still on the ground but tense. He presented himself as if he was offering his life up to you for a mistake. And in hindsight, he was. He blamed himself for what happened, you could see it in his eyes, hear it in the way he said your full name, slowly and syllable by syllable. โWe signed up for situations like that, you hadnโt. Being a Pirate means there will always be a chance of that happening again-โ
The air in the room grew thick with a new tension, somber expressions befalling each member as they looked at you almost protectively. You normally would hate it, demand that you could take care of yourself.
But they knew you could, they admired that you could, and therefore their protective demeanor meant something entirely different to you.
Tears were running down your cheeks unexpectedly, finding new strength to pull from Seonghwa. He let you, watching as you were on your knees before Hongjoong the next second, wrapping your arms around his neck and holding onto him. He latched on, burying his face into the crook of your neck, trembling in your arms. โBeing a Pirate means Iโm with you, all eight of you, and thatโs more than worth the risk Hongjoong. I canโt think of anywhere else I want to be, or that fits me more. Working with you all, being with you all, justโฆ this is my home, isnโt it?โ
There were arms wrapping around you both, a kiss pressed to the top of your head. You didnโt have to look up to know it was Seonghwa, the sound of his humming filling your ears. โWelcome home then Angel. Weโre happy to have you.โ
Hongjoongโs arms tightened around you, a wet spot forming on your shirt from his own silent tears. โWeโre in this together, Firecracker. Promise not to let you get hurt like that again okay?โ
As much as going through that again would terrify you, you glanced around the room, taking note of the others. Wooyoung was now holding Sanโs hand, freely crying while San was trying not too, both looking as if they wanted to come join. You waved them over, and they joined rather fast, surrounding you with so much warmth. Wooyoung on your right across from Seonghwa and San now behind you. Both kissing the top of your head just like Seonghwa did.
Then there were the other four, Mingi and Yeosang leaning into their respective partners, both Yunho and Jongho sharing a look of determination, all four watching you.
With your own determination, you took a deep breath and kissed the top of Hongjoongโs head instead. โIf I doโฆ Iโll be okay. Iโll have the eight of you right? I think I can handle anything if I have you all in my corner.โ
The four of them squeezed you tightly, the amount of emotions in the room overwhelming but it felt right. It felt right to experience this with them all, to be vulnerable with them and receive this support. This is what it meant to be with them all, to be in this together.
Seonghwa said the final words, making it official as he seemed to comfort his family; his lovers. โThen together. Welcome home Angel.โ
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The reason I'm doing this: Tumblr writing community is dying, I work hard for this story and yes I choose to post for free but I can also choose to only send to those I know enjoy this. i do not have to share my work, i can stop any time i want and I will if i think at any point it is not worth it to post. A Taglist in particular is a waste of my time, so I'd rather make sure I'm tagging people I KNOW are going to enjoy this series. And that means reblogging it, giving me feedback, geeking out about it, letting the author know that it is LOVED. Thats all you need to do and i can promise you thats plenty of motivation for authors to give more and more. It brightens are bad days and keeps our love for our hobby alive. So please, don't bitch about this <3
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๐Pairing: detective ateez ot8 x detective afab reader
๐Summary: "Sharp Words"
๐WC: 3.2k
๐AU: detective/mafia
๐Genre: action, dark romance, poly romance
๐Warning(s): mentions of torture/r@pe, mentions of minor character death, a few punches, angst
๐Beta readers (and sole motivation): @yourfatherlucifer, @flurrys-creativity , @bunnliix, @adelusionforyourthoughts and occasionally @daemour
๐AN: just like a little warning, these last few chapters will be emotionally packed and quite angsty. While there is comfort, there is also the characters each reacting to what happened in their own way and it has made me cry a lil. While it is made obvious what has happened to reader in this chapter, once more no details were given just a brief description of the damage of her body. If this is something that makes you uncomfortable or you just dont feel up to sharing these emotions with these characters atm, that is perfectly fine- please take the time to read this when you feel up to it. It's not going anywhere i promise!
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Somehow, despite Yunhoโs speedy driving, you fell asleep by the time they arrived at their shared home: a small industrial building on the south river that was repurposed as their base of operations. It was also Hongjoong and Seonghwaโs main residence.
Hongjoong had Jongho take you right to the master bathroom, which he followed. Jongho didnโt want to set you down to undress you, so with the hot water running from the multiple shower heads, they both stood fully clothed as they washed you up. Jongho was careful to keep the water from hitting your face, turning you slowly and as carefully as he could while Hongjoong was just as gentle cleaning the blood - and dried semen - off your body.ย
It was an effort to remain calm, both freezing up when you made any movement to wake. How you managed to sleep through the entire shower, which was not quick by any means, only had them concerned. While it made sense you didnโt sleep during your time held hostage, it still hurt.
Stepping out of the shower they were faced with the dilemma of getting you dry despite both in their soaked clothes. A knock on their door drew their attention, Yunho freshly changed and standing in the doorway. โHwa sent me as back up.โย
As if handing off a fragile valuable, Jongho gently handed you over to Yunho and into the towel he had. He didnโt take his eyes off you, pain burning brightly in them. Hongjoong did the best to comfort their youngest, patting his back to avert his attention. โLetโs change and then regroup with everyone. She needs her rest. Is the doctor here yet?โ
Yunho nodded, already leaving the bathroom. โIโll send her in once I put Butterfly down. She said it was best to keep her naked until after she examines her. Iโll stay with her to put her in something comfortable after.โ
โGood. Clothes- ah thank you.โ Hongjoong trailed off as Yunho pointed to two piles of clothes on the counter before leaving with you.
Once both men were dressed in clean clothes, and Hongjoong was sure there was no more blood on him, they left to join the others downstairs, passing the doctor Haru sent on the way.
Seonghwa had changed and cleaned up as well, standing behind the large sofa that both Yeosang and Mingi were sitting at, San pacing off to the side. There were no remnants of the rescue mission on any of them: no blood or dust or dirt. As if reading his mind, Seonghwa spoke up. โWe didnโt want any reminders of what happened in case Angel woke up and saw us. Is sheโฆ?โ
โShe slept through the whole shower and is now being checked out by the doctor. Yunho is going to stay and get her comfortable after.โ With a deep breath, Hongjoong crossed his arms over his chest. โLetโs make this quick, I want a debrief.โ
โNow?โ Mingi gawked, swallowing any other retort at Hongjoongโs glare. โRight. Um, Yeosang?โ
Yeosang glared at him for throwing him under the bus, but sighed and relented. โShe never left the safe house.โ He knew what they wanted to know the most, how you had gotten caught. Why you hadnโt been safe. โAfter Seonghwa let her go and joined you to fight off the Blood Hounds, she tried to find you both.โ He swallowed hard, remembering what he had seen on the screen at the time, the pride he had felt followed by the fear. โSome had stayed behind after you both gave yourself up. You were barely in their van when sheโฆ she killed one of them, and then got caught. They had her in a different car.โ
โBy the time Yunho and I got there, she was long gone.โ Mingi added on, looking up at his leader. โYunho thought it would be a good idea not to let the others know right off the bat, considering San was knee deep in Viper territory and Wooyoung was the middle man for some negotiations. He didnโt want to risk either of them getting too emotional.โ
โYou didnโt tell me until the day of!โ San swiveled on his heel as he snapped at him. โI couldโve been out looking for her sooner!โ
โSan, he has a point.โ
โDonโt give me that shit Seonghwa! She was held hostage and tortured, and the fact no one told Wooyoung is-โ
โYou havenโt either.โ Yeosang chimed in nonchalantly. โHe just knew about Captain and Hwa.โ
San however looked away with obvious guilt on his face, broad shoulders somehow getting even more tense. โOf course I didnโt. He wouldโve-โ
โAnd you wouldโve too.โ Hongjoong brought the attention back to himself. โBoth you and Wooyoung will act first, plan after, especially if it would come to her. So if we wanted her back to us alive, Yunho made the right call.โ That was the reason he was third in command. He made smart and logical decisions even in the middle of chaos. There were times both Hongjoong and Seonghwa had needed Yunho to keep them levelheaded even, especially when it came to you. โBut we will have to tell him now. Once sheโs a bit more rested.โ
โYou knowโฆ it was shocking how Jongho reacted.โ Mingi pointed out, drawing attention to the youngest who had been silent behind Hongjoong. โYou volunteered to work on it, looking around the area the van was last spotted at well through the night.โ
Jongho was visibly uncomfortable at the topic, swallowing hard. In fact he was avoiding everyoneโs gaze. โI thought they were going to kill her.โ
Silence fell over the room, a solemn tension as they each thought of how they wouldโve felt if the Blood hounds had actually killed you. Would it have spared you from the torture? No, chances are they would have tortured you until you died. That just left how empty they would have felt with you gone, the guilt that would eat them alive.
They were still wrestling with those thoughts as Wooyoung strutted in up the stairs, letting out a sigh of relief. โYouโre back!โ He ran over with the intent of hugging them, but slowed once he got to San, noticing his body language and how the bigger man seemed to shrink away from him. โSannie? What happened?โ
No one wanted to be the one to break the news, but they couldnโt hide it. Seonghwa and Hongjoong shared a look while Yeosang pulled out his tablet to look through the cameraโs; he probably had one Junghoon on surveillance back at the precinct so he could be here for you. Mingi very obviously avoided looking at Wooyoung, even Jongho couldnโt hide the guilt on his features.
Wooyoung looked at each of them, expression hardening as he realized quickly they were keeping something from him. Before he could question however, the door to the closed off loft, Seonghwa and Hongjoongโs area, opened and down the steps the doctor descended. Wooyoungโs eyes narrowed, recognizing the woman. โDr. Handong?โ
The woman adjusted her glasses as she stepped forward, adjusting the bag over her shoulder. โI finished my examination, itโs just like you had said. Most of the cuts done were pretty shallow, but there were some older ones that were pretty deep. My best guess is due to struggling.โ She had ignored most of the men and spoke directly to Hongjoong and Seonghwa. โNo broken bones that I could make out, though her ankles and wrists are swollen from the binds she had been in. I left some painkillers and instructions for her care with the one upstairs and I can send over a female nurse to oversee her care for about a week?โ
โCan someone explain to me whatโs going on? Sheโs not talking about our Goddess is she? Why would she be all banged up?โ Wooyoungโs voice rose an octave as he barked out questions, a tremble that grew with each word.
โWooyoungโฆโ San reached out for him, but the man dodged him and stepped more in the room. โI think you know why.โ
Hongjoong moved to block Handong from Wooyoungโs view, needing this taken care of first. โIs there a reason a female nurse needs to be present? We can take care of her canโt we?โ
โNo offense, but from my experience women donโt tend to lean on men after one has assaulted her in this way for days. Sheโs torn up pretty bad there, and itโs going to hurt and be uncomfortable for her to use the restroom, maybe even sit. Itโs likely sheโll prefer female company, and a nurse would be able to make sure she is properly cleaned so no wounds get infected.โ Handong replied coolly, unaffected by the reactions of the men. โYou can leave the decision up to her, call me should she request one. My lady also extended the offer to have her recoup with us.โ
โSheโs not going anywhere!โ Wooyoungโs shout startled Hongjoong enough to glance back, not at all surprised to see the fury and pain on his features. โHer home is with us and weโll take care of her. My mom knows that.โ He hissed out, pulling his arm from Sanโs grip and marching past the others.ย
Mingi stood up to try and stop him, but Wooyoung was nothing if not quick.
Jongho however grabbed him, yanking him back from the stairs. โWill you stop, sheโs sleeping.โ
โOh now you give a damn about her? After all the shit you said, you care how she is?โ Wooyoung snapped out, struggling against his grip. โLet me go! You all did a fine job taking care of her after all.โ
โWooyoung thatโs not the case and you know it.โ Hongjoong followed him in an attempt to help Jongho pull him away. Seonghwa had swept in and was seeing Handong out, the others rushing in to also keep Wooyoung from disturbing you.
But he could be a force to be reckoned with, especially when it came to you recently. He climbed over Jongho and onto the stairs, both of them scrambling and beginning to fight. Somehow Wooyoung was on top, connecting a fist to Jonghoโs jaw and giving up on passing him. Instead, he released his anger out on him. โStop keeping me from her!โ
โWoo!โ San reached for him again, just to be elbowed back. The stairs were too narrow for them all to intervene.
โShut up San! Itโs his fault! If he hadnโt been so dead set on keeping her out just because of his hurt pride she wouldnโt have been there! We could have kept her safe better!โ He brought his fist down again, Jongho catching it and rolling them over and held him down.
โWill you shut up! Sheโs sleeping!โ Jongho hissed out, pinning his arms above his head but that didnโt stop Wooyoung from squirming under him.
โLike you give a damn with your โI hate all women now that I was two timed by oneโ mentality! Seriously get over yourself! Youโre just fucking pissed your ego got hurt.โ He spat out, earning a punch from Jongho that had his head hitting the concrete stairs.
โYou donโt have room to talk, throwing a fit she didnโt fuck you first.โ
Suddenly Jongho was yanked off, surprisingly by Hongjoong, and pushed back into the others that held him still. โYou two, enough. We can bitch about whoโs fault it is all day but that does nothing to help her right now. It happened, sheโs hurt, right now she needs-โ
โDonโt tell me what she needs, Captain.โ Wooyoung hissed out as he sat up, glaring at Jongho intently. โSan and I both told you all how well she fits. How perfect she is for us. But you didnโt want to believe it, insisting she was going to play us just like that bitch did you. Sheโs dead now, would it take her dying in your arms to get through your thick skull that sheโs not like that?! Is that-โ
โNo!โ Jonghoโs broken cry interrupted him, shoulders falling as he vehemently shook his head. โShe might as well have when I caught her today. I knew she would get hurt if she got wrapped up with us and she did! I was-โ
โRight? Are you happy you are?โ Wooyoung wiped the blood from his lips with the back of his hand, staring him down. โIt was going to end up this one way or another. Either we killed her off or she ended up as one of us. Captain said so, Jongho! But you kept fighting! Every time we made a vote you insisted no, and this was an all or nothing decision!โ
Jongho winced at his words, looking away and fists clenched at his sides. โI knowโฆ I-โ
Yeosang stepped up to him, taking his hands in his for silent comfort. Just as he did, San made his way over to Wooyoung, hesitating to see if the man would even let him approach.
Wooyoung did, reaching out for him. โAm I wrong Sannie?โ
Instead of answering, the man pulled Wooyoung onto his lap and held him. โLetโs not fight. Please? She needs us right now andโฆ I need her to be okay.โ He buried his head in the crook of Wooyoungโs neck, breathing him in as he held on tight.
Wooyoung softened significantly, wrapping his arms around his shoulders and holding him closer. โOh baby, youโre right. Iโm sorryโฆ I canโt imagine how this feels for you.โ
Now that it seemed Wooyoung was calming down, focusing more on finding comfort and giving comfort with San, Hongjoong let out a long sigh. He moved to offer comfort as well, just to wobble and lean against the railing. โShitโฆโ
They had been so concerned with you that Hongjoong had forgotten that he too had suffered torture, even if it was no where near as extensive as yours. It had been days since he ate or drank anything after all, and then somehow finding the strength to pull Jongho off Wooyoung? He was starting to crash from the adrenaline, now in the safety of his home, all of his lovers safe and secure.
Mingi was the one to catch and support Hongjoong when his legs gave out, having been silent the whole time. The man had his thoughts on the situation, but no one was in a condition to listen. โShould we get takeout?โ
The simple question had a few of them laughing, food on no oneโs mind but definitely on their stomachs with the few growls that resounded.ย
โNo need, Iโll cook.โ Wooyoung lifted his head, voice strained from the silent tears he was finally letting slip. โI donโt plan on going anywhere any time soon, Sannie and I can take care of our baby girl upstairs.โ
โThatโll be good.โ Seonghwa called out from across the room, finally rejoining them. โJoong and I will eat and then rest down here. We all can take turns sitting upstairs with her in case she wakes up. We donโt want her to be alone.โ
Hongjoong nodded, leaning into Mingi and thankful for the support. โWeโll need some of you to be out on the field, but we can rely on Minjae and the others to oversee the Pirates main functions for now. Wooyoung can do a lot of work from here as can Yeosang soโฆโ
โIโll have Yechan bring me some things from my place at the precinct, I donโt want to leave.โ Yeosang chimed in, his entire focus still on Jongho. โYou want to stay too, right?โ
Slowly he nodded his head, leaning into Yeosang. โMy jaw hurts.โ
Yeosang cracked a smile while Wooyoung laughed. โGood! My strength training is paying off. Soon Iโll have San sized muscles!โ
โOh please, like we need more muscle.โ Yeosang teased, taking Jongho over to the couch.
Mingi also took that as a sign to start helping Hongjoong over to one of the couches around the large open spaced area. After setting him down, he helped Seonghwa. Wooyoung and San had gotten up and made their way to the open kitchen with the intention of feeding and taking care of the others. San started grabbing drinks while Wooyoung put all of his energy into cooking.
Were any of them really okay? No. Silence fell over them as they busied themselves with whatever task, but every single one of them constantly glanced over at the windows of the loft, the black curtains hiding the room and any sound inside. They fretted over when you would wake up, over what your reaction would be, and so forth.
Wooyoung made a small feast and had it laid out on the coffee table so Hongjoong and Seonghwa could eat easily, the others also digging in with uncharacteristic silence. No flirting from Wooyoung or fight stories from San. No old man jokes from Jongho or mom and dad moments from their Captain and Vice. No teasing Mingi, or shenanigans that usually surrounded them when they ate together in this place.
Nothing but a heavy weight on their shoulders that didnโt feel any better with each bite.
Wooyoung finally convinced Hongjoong to let him take food up to Yunho and for you, the man rushed up the stairs with a tray after he fretted over making it pretty for several moments. Stepping into the room he held the tray tightly so as not to drop it, but his heart felt like it fell through the floor.
Yunho was on the bed with you on his lap, sobbing as he rocked back and forth gently. He looked up when Wooyoung entered, making a motion to keep quiet, but it drew your attention.
You lifted your head just as Wooyoung set the tray down nearby. Seeing the tears run down your swollen and red eyes hurt, but not as much as when you dislodged yourself from Yunho and lifted your arms up to Wooyoung.
The man burst into tears, easily sweeping you into his arms as he sat on the bed next to you. โItโs okay baby girl, youโre safe now. We arenโt going to let anything like that happen again.โ
You sniffled and sobbed, burying your head into the crook of his neck. โWooyoung- donโt leave me.โ
The broken tone just tore at his heart even more and he sobbed silently into your hair that smelled of Seonghwaโs shampoo and conditioner. โCourse not Goddess, how could I leave you? Never again you hear? I love you too much for that.โ His own voice trembled with the confession, hands rubbing up and down your back, recognizing one of Mingiโs shirts that he kept here. They all had some clothes kept here and it was a joy to see you in them, to have you smelling like them and holding onto him like this. He just hated how it came about.ย
His confession seemed to relax you, the soft touch of your dried lips on his neck sending a shiver down his spine as you breathed him in. โI love you too.โ Just as his words had eased your mind, your confession eased his. He moved to lay you down under the blankets, continuing to hold you close and comfort you as best he could.ย
Taglist- in reblogs!!
AN about the Taglists: So to make sure that when Case: It's Us has a taglist of readers I know are reading and interacting, I will be redoing the taglist for Case: It's Us. To apply for it, I'll have special instructions on the last chapter of Case: It's You to do so. SO if you are part of the Case: It's You taglist, keep in mind it won't be carried over unless you follow the instructions I give. And considering that Case: It's Us won't be posted until late Janruary-Early March (the exact date isnt decided yet, i have a busy end of the year so i do not want to make promises), it will be best to be put on that Taglist so you know when it's available.
If you have ao3, I recommend following CIY on there, in which I will make an announcement on CIY when CIU is up on ao3 and you can subscribe to it for notifications that way. I post the ao3 and the Tumblr versions usually the same day or back to back days (its easier to post on ao3 as opposed to here where i need the warnings and tags for each chapter.
Thank you for loving and following along to Case: It's You! Hard to believe two more chapters after this! If you've read the note, I would appreciate in the comments or in your reblog which of all characters of CIY are your favorite! As well as which one you would like to see more of! (yes I know Jongho please don't hate me)
With Love~ Doom
i read it during work, cried, got eyeliner in my eyes, had to go wash my eyes out to stop the burning, and yet i do not regret it.
this is a one of a kind series that i admired for so long - and iโm so happy to have had the privilege to beta read for it and to have had the opportunity to have doom in my life. seriously, my gomez, you are an incredible writer. you are always becoming a better author. im in awe of your abilities and talent. you somehow are able to perfectly capture the individuals in your stories and i know how much time and effort you spend on your work. iโm so incredibly proud of you bunny<3
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either way since you asked, wooyoung is my favorite,,,, but also yunho,,, and mingi,,, and yeosang,,, and san,,, and hwa,,, and hongjoong,,, and jongho,,, and the main character,,,
i just like them all and i wanna kiss em and give them big smooches
lee know comforts you after a break up (plus a little more)
tw: swearing, reader mentions their ex taking anger out them, breaking up, throwing stuff at reader (doesnโt hit them), minho threatening their ex
an: THREE DAYS? BACK TO BACK? i know, iโm a miracle worker. iโm hoping to keep up this writing streak now that i actually have ideas and plans for writing!
if you like what you see and want to read more of it, you can find my masterlist here!
felix comforts you after a break up (plus a little more)
tw: swearing (felix does say cunt btw), being called unlovable, needing reassurance, beating your exโs ass, mentions of a crime scene,
an: heyyyy guys! i hope you all enjoy, finals are coming up for me so iโm going to try to finish out this little series before then (fingers crossed) anyways i hope you didnโt hate this!!
if you do like what you see and want to read more, you can find my masterlist here!
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Hey. I think there was a small mistake in your latest Han Text. In the last slide, both sides contained the exact same texts, which I guess was not intentional^^'
LMAO NO IT WASNT
itโs fixed now but this is why you shouldnโt write things while overly tired๐
๐ผ ๐ฐ๐ต8/๐ฎ๐ถ๐ญ๐ต๐ช๐ฑ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด ๐ผ
๐๐ธ Dramatic Ass - @srslyscary
ot8 x reader (texts) ๐๐ธ
๐ Friends!? - @starillusion13
poly!yandere!ot8 x reader (series) ๐
๐๐ธ From Storm To Sunrise - @ad0rechuu
yungi x reader (one-shot) ๐๐ธ
๐ Game Over - @mingi-s-dimples
topaz x reader (one-shot) ๐
๐๐ธ Gone - @srslyscary
mafia!ateez x mafia!reader (one-shot) ๐๐ธ
๐ผ ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฎ ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐จ๐ซ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐จ ๐ผ
๐๐ธ Forgotten Melodies - @vampwritesstuff
non-idol!hongjoong x reader (smau series) ๐๐ธ
๐๐ธ Glares & Snuggles - @skrrts
non-idol!hongjoong x gn!reader (one-shot) ๐๐ธ
๐๐ธ Guns & Kisses - @hee0soo
mafia boss!hongjoong x reader (one-shot) ๐๐ธ
๐ Guns and Tiaras - @crimsonbubble
mafia!hongjoong x reader (thoughts) ๐
๐๐ธ Hades - @lilacmingi
hades!hongjoong x reader (one-shot) ๐๐ธ
๐ผ ๐ฑ๐ข๐ณ๐ฌ ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐จ๐ฉ๐ธ๐ข ๐ผย
๐๐ธ Inner children - @xuchiya
non-idol!seonghwa x reader (drabble) ๐๐ธ
๐๐ธ Lego Friday - @solaris-amethyst
non-idol!seonghwa x reader (one-shot) ๐๐ธ
๐ Little Brat - @mingtinysworld
bf!seonghwa x reader (one-shot) ๐
๐๐ธ Maleficent - @lilacmingi
maleficent!seonghwa x princess!reader
(one-shot) ๐๐ธ
๐๐ธ Me And My Husband - @the-midnight-blooms
ceo!dad!seonghwa x scientist!mom!reader
(one-shot) ๐๐ธ
๐ผ ๐ซ๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐จ ๐บ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ฉ๐ฐ ๐ผ
๐ Luck - @minkieater
non-idol!yandere!yunho x reader (one-shot) ๐
๐๐ธ Morning Buddy - @everyonewooeverywhere
bf!yunho x reader (one-shot) ๐๐ธ
๐๐ธ My Home - @yunniverse
bf!yunho x reader (one-shot) ๐๐ธ
๐ Office Secrets - @xomakara
manager!yunho x employee!reader ๐
๐ Perhaps In Another Life
- @outlawinthisworld1117
priest!yunho x fleabag!reader (one-shot) ๐
๐ผ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฏ๐จ ๐บ๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ด๐ข๐ฏ๐จ ๐ผ
๐๐ธ Thunder Buddies - @sangyeonsmuse
non-idol!yeosang x reader (one-shot) ๐๐ธ
๐๐ธ Until I Found You [Part One] [Part Two]
- @edenesth
prince!yeosang x princess!reader (two-parts) ๐๐ธ
๐ Winner Takes It All - @ja3hwa
best friend!yeosang x best friend!reader
(one-shot) ๐
๐๐ธ Would You Choose Him Over Me?
- @solaris-amethyst
non-idol!yeosang x reader (one-shot) ๐๐ธ
๐ White Silk - @skrrts
non-idol!yeosang x reader (one-shot) ๐
๐ผ ๐ค๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ช ๐ด๐ข๐ฏ ๐ผ
๐๐ธ Home is where you are - @evandsolo
idol!san x reader (one-shot) ๐๐ธ
๐ In For A Ride - @ssweetreveries
non-idol!san x reader (one-shot) ๐
๐๐ธ Kiss, Kiss, Fall In Love - @itstheghostofmypast
bf!san x reader (one-shot) ๐๐ธ
๐ Kitten Fever - @kitten4sannie
hybrid!husband!san x reader (one-shot) ๐
๐๐ธ Late Night - @sweetiesicheng
idol!san x reader (one-shot) ๐๐ธ
๐ผ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ๐ช ๐ผ
๐ Missing Out - @songmingisthighs
dilf!mingi x reader (one-shot) ๐
๐ Mr. Mingi - @sugarnspice630
wonka!mingi x reader (one-shot) ๐
๐๐ธ Nail Polish - @atzaurora
bf!mingi x reader (one-shot) ๐๐ธ
๐๐ธ Older, Wiser, And Hotter Than Ever - @skrrts
non-idol!mingi x gn!reader (one-shot) ๐๐ธ
๐๐ธ Pretty - @no1likejoongie
husband!mingi x reader (one-shot) ๐๐ธ
๐ผ ๐ซ๐ถ๐ฏ๐จ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฏ๐จ ๐ผ
๐๐ธ Fried Egg - @jjoongstar
chef!wooyoung x reader (one-shot) ๐๐ธ
๐๐ธ Giggle Fits - @pettypuppy-jonghyun
bf!wooyoung x reader (one-shot) ๐๐ธ
๐ How To Tame A Brat Tamer - @k-hotchoisan
non-idol!wooyoung x reader (one-shot) ๐
๐๐ธ I Can Hear The Sea - @daemour
non-idol!wooyoung x gn!reader (drabble) ๐๐ธ
๐๐ธ I Don't Want Your Sorrys, I Want You Safe
- @dvrktvnnel
mafia!wooyoung x reader (one-shot) ๐๐ธ
๐ผ ๐ค๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ช ๐ซ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐จ๐ฉ๐ฐ ๐ผ๐
๐ธ Strangers To Friends To Lovers
- @adelusionforyourthoughts
soloist!jongho x soloist!reader (texts) ๐๐ธย
๐๐ธ Talking To The Moon - @livsateez
bounty hunter!jongho x reader (one-shot) ๐๐ธ
๐ The Pool - @beenbaanbuun
non-idol!jongho x reader (one-shot) ๐
๐๐ธ Try Again [Part One] [Part Two] - @edenesth
assistant!jongho x new maid!reader (two-parts) ๐๐ธ
๐๐ธ Unspoken Pain - @koyagifs
non-idol!jongho x reader (one-shot) ๐๐ธ
original plan for the night? finish writing hanโs part for comforting after a break up
what actually happened? i rearranged my entire dorm and hung up more k-pop posters and inclusions (i have a big poster of d-day yoongi on one end of my bed, and on the other i have golden hour pt1 wooyoung and noeasy changbin/chan)
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tw: crying, swearing, anxiety, the reader is going through it for a hot minute there
an: sorry guys, i got way too excited after coming up with just one thought about this series and immediately wrote it (they did eventually get to make the lego set in case you guys are wondering)(but not after some tears were shed and a slight interruption from the boys coming home and finding you guys cuddled up together) and thank you to my lovely ๐งธanon for requesting an ateez version of my little series<3
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Okay JUST ONE MORE! For the time being I don't want to go through them all too fast!! Okay that's not true I want to binge them all but >< I'm trying not too!!
I get so much anxiety with these accidental confession ones >< Because like i'm always making sure that I'm writing to the write person otherwise I would DIE! The scramble messages after the confession....Like I just feel this so much on so many levels... I also love these because they end happy. My heart can only handle so much angst...so I appreciate the happy endings as well <3
donโt worry all of my accidental confessions are happy ! plus all of my posts are now labeled!! and as of now iโm scared of writing angst (i want to,,, just terrified to right now)
and you wonโt bother me with spam notifs honestly, it makes me so happy to know that people like what iโm writing!!
Eeeee I have discovered that you have Ateez as well >< I have decided that I live on this blog now <3
I was laughing so hard when it came to the reader being sick lol My dearest husband broke me pfft I always love the i'm covering over to take care of you while your sick moments in anything it just warms my heart! The flowers :'( I love the language of flowers so much. So i love when people incorporate it in anything!!!