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advent calendar || jeon wonwoo

content warning: none || masterlist

“do you feel better now?” i whined, looking down at him.

“no, i still need to recharge.” wonwoo singsongs, snuggles deeper into me.

i roll my eyes out of annoyance when i noticed my abandoned book left on the other side of his bed. for the past ten minutes wonwoo and i have been entangled with one another since he got eliminated from his current game. he didn’t care to announce himself or do anything but interrupt my reading and cuddle with me.

wonwoo tightens his arms around my waist. if i wasn’t in the middle of reading the chapter where asher ditched his big soccer match for scarlett, i would actually be happy to cuddle with wonwoo, but right now i wanted to strangle him.

“how’s your book?”

“do.not.ask.me.that.question.” my voice simmering with quite rage. i glare into his brown eyes as he smiles up at me with pleasure.

“someone opened her book the wrong way today.” he singsongs teasingly.

“someone will end up with a broken arm if they don’t untangle themselves and let me finish the chapter i am reading.” i deadpan.

he chuckles burying his face into me, “cute.”

“you know if i didn’t know you two, i would assume you’re dating.” mingyu chimes from the doorway.

wonwoo and i exchange a brief eye contact. something sparks between us but we both look away before either of us could say something.

“i thought you left already?” wonwoo’s voice softly.

“i am just leaving but i wanted to stop by your room real quick to see my favorite couple.”

“we are not a couple.” i spat.

“then why are you wearing wonwoo’s hoodie in wonwoo’s bed cuddling with wonwoo? you know you two look quite comfortable. all he has to do is lean up and wonwoo can kiss you.” mingyu teases.

i glance down at my outfit and feel my body start to go warm feeling flustered. mingnth did have a point but he never lets me breathe without joking about how wonwoo and i are couple or could be couple. honestly i would be lying if i said i don’t think about wonwoo and i being more than friends because i do. moments like this where we are cuddling in his bed and he teases me about the current book i am reading and the lines of couple and friend blur. i mentally smack myself from spiraling deeper into thoughts and look back at mingyu.

“just get out of here and go on your gym date with dino.” i scoffed.

“being kicked out of my own house by my best friend’s best friend, that’s new.” his voice dripping with sarcasm. he sticks his tongue out me, “let me know if anything changes between you since i am the other half that lives here too. i would like an advance warning before everyone else.”

i reach for wonwoo’s pillow launching in his directions but mingyu misses my hit when closes the door. wonwoo laughs walking back to his computer.

“you know he only does that to get a rise out of you, right? you always cave into his attention.”

“yeah, i know. i gotta throw him a bone every now and then otherwise i have no one to go back and forth with.” i giggled, falling back further into wonwoo’s bed.

i reach over for my book getting lost in the pages. wonwoo groans stretching out his body before heading down the hall for the restroom. i set my book down too taking my annual stretch. when i stretch my arms my fingers reach a thin silky paper under his other pillows.

christmas wrapping paper. wonwoo must have been wrapping gifts before i arrived. i reach for my book again trying to read but it didn’t last very long. my mind kept wandering back to the gifts wonwoo could have wrapped.

who’s gift was it? what did he get? how many gifts did this person get? did he spend all year saving up for it? did it cost him a fortune?

i push myself off the bed and went straight to rummaging through his closet. luckily his clothes were all neatly folded which made it easier to skim through the different drawers and cubes. each slam of the cubes or drawers lead to dead end. i skim through the top shelf of his closet hoping to find a wrapped gift.

“where is it? where is it?” i thought to myself.

“what do you think you’re doing?” wonwoo voice echoes

“i am definitely not snooping or trying to find my christmas gift from you.” i deadpan, turning around at the sound of his voice. “i was just looking for my shirt that i left here last time.

“ it’s still in the hamper. haven’t done laundry yet.” he says watching me carefully.

i peer behind him noticing the wrapping paper near his desk. if wonwoo suspicious of me snooping he did a good job pretending to not notice.

he leans down to his desk and taps his fingers onto his keyboard, his voice cool and calm, “i didn’t wrap your christmas presents yet.”

my body freezes in place and i turn to look at him as warmth floods my cheeks. he knows. i have been caught. a teasing grin forms at his lips making me want to smack him or kiss him. i shudder at the latter walking back to his bed. there is no point in further searching.

wonwoo falls quiet except for talking into his headset with his other team mates. other than that his fingers did most of the work. there was something comforting and relaxing when i heard the the clicks of wonwoo’s keyboard. usually i have my headphones on when i read because the clicking can be distracting but most times when i am not reading i love listening to the sound. i don’t even realize i have doze off in his bed until i wake up an hour later. i reach my hand out over my body realizing wonwoo had put a blanket on me while i was napping.

“hey sleepyhead, are you fully awake now?” wonwoo asked, from his computer.

i groan nodding my head at him. he glances between his monitor and screen to look at me giggling to himself. he doesn’t walk over to me right away. he gives me some time to fully adjust to my surroundings and being awake. i ended up scrolling through my phone for a good ten minutes when he finally stood up and shuts off his computer.

“i have a little surprise for you.” he tells me. “you have to close your eyes first.”

i furrow my eyebrows together curiously, staring at him. wonwoo doesn’t move. he waits for me to close my eyes. i cover my hands over my eyes when i hear shuffling and wonwoo repeatedly reminding me to not peek and keep my eyes covered. each reminder he gave me, i would respond to saying that i am covering my eyes and not peeking.

the bed dips underneath me as he takes a seat next to me. his breath heavy and warm near my skin. if i move my hand to his chest, i swear i could feel his pulse racing like mine.

“okay open your eyes.” his voice mixed with excitement and nerves.

i flutter my eyes open adjusting to my surroundings again. wonwoo holds a giant white woven basket decorated with purple and blue ribbons in the handle. the basket filled with multiple prettily wrapped rectangles covered in snowflakes. i noticed the giant words on the front of the basket reading ‘bookvent calendar”.

“oh my god! jeon wonwoo, what did you do?” i try my best to suppress my smile, skimming through each wrapped book.

“i made you a book advent calendar.” he swipes his hand over the basket.

“yes, i can see that but how?”

my heart bursts with excitement skimming through each carefully wrapped book labeled with a number. i noticed a little card attached to the first book and opened it.

welcome to your annual december book advent christmas calendar. open one book each day according to the date up until christmas eve. enjoy, my favorite book reader. (p.s you have to record your reaction to opening each book you open)

- love your favorite gamer

wonwoo goes into explaining how he thought of the idea. how he kept tabs on the books i have read already, what books i talked about wanting to read, and the different types of special editions to my favorite series. every time i talked with him he was able to narrow down his selection to the books he has wrapped in the basket. the way his eyes light up when talking about how the idea came to him and the way his smile only grew bigger and bigger while he explained. something warm and fuzzy floods through my vein making it hard to breathe properly.

“i know how much you love reading and how happy it makes you. plus i know when you a book becomes your favorite because you can yap for hours about it or if you didn’t like it then i will never hear you talk about it after the first read.” he smiles. “sometimes when i am playing my games on my computer and i see you reacting to your books, i will either pause my game or just lose just to watch your reaction cause —“

there haven’t been many moments in my life where i was genuinely left speechless and giddy. this is one of those rare moments. to hear wonwoo confess that he loves when i talk about my books to him and how he likes seeing my reactions to them left a warm and giddy feeling. i wanted to sob on the spot over how attentive he is to me. no one in the world would have thought to have done this for me but he did this for me.

“your silence scares me a little. what do you think?” his voice concerned, staring back at me.

“i think i just fell more in love with you.” i mumbled. it took me a second to realize my words and see wonwoo’s eyes widen in shock. “i-i mean…”

“you’re in love with me?” he asked. a hint of amusement in his voice.

“i-i was talking about the books.” i clarified. “how i am in love with the books that you’ve gotten to me.”

he raises an eyebrow, “you don’t even know which books i got you yet.”

“true but that doesn’t mean i can’t be more in love with them.” i straighten my shoulders, exhaling and inhaling slowly to calm my racing pulse.

“can i ask you something?”

i nod.

“you have read so many romance books, if you could write one about us, what trope would you give us? forced proximity? friends to lovers?” he glances at me knowingly.

“you’re not going to let this one go, are you?”

he shakes his head amused, “not until you’re ready to confess what we both heard.”

the corners of my lips rise, “i am in love with jeon wonwoo and this book advent calendar confirmed it even more for me.”

“since you’re so in —-“

“i did not say so in love.” i spat defensively, shoving his shoulders.

“okay, since you’re in love with me, how about i pick you up for dinner on wednesday?” he grins.

“this feels like you’re just teasing me.” i giggled embarrassed.

“i have no ill intentions wanting to pursue you. i believe someone said earlier that if they didn’t know us, they would’ve assumed we were dating and honestly i have been thinking about us and dating for the last few months now.”

“so why say something now?” i questioned.

a christmas adventure || lee jihoon

content warning: sexual themes, MDNI, mentions of riding (m. receiving) || masterlist

jihoon’s pov

after looking through certain audios and arranging the different sound bytes, my eyes started to ache staring at the screen for the last three hours. i turn my chair away from my screen closing my eyes and rest my hand back against the rest behind me. exhaling and inhaling a few deep breaths my eyes snap open at the instrumental ringtone of iu’s love wins all. i immediately reach for my phone already feeling the pressure of my head getting lighter.

“hi lovey.” her cheery voice chimes through the other line.

“hi lovey. you’re awake still? what’s up?” i glance at my watch seeing it’s almost two in the morning.

“nothing much. i just wanted to check in on you. i miss you.”

“i miss you too. i am sorry i had to cancel our lunch date today.” i tell her, my voice going a bit higher out of guilt.

the last few weeks i haven’t spent much time back home with y/n. between the different schedules of being at the studio, photoshoots, video shoots and rehearsals i barely had any time to even kiss y/n on the head before i leave. when i wake up for work she is asleep and when i get back home from work she is asleep. when we call each other during break, it usually for at least thirty minutes before one of us has to end it because she has her work and i have mine. i don’t remember the last time i have seen her when she is awake in broad daylight outside of video calls. it’s almost like we are in a long distance relationship.

“it’s okay. i understand why it’s cancelled.” she reassures me. “but is there any way i could steal you from your work for maybe a couple or twenty minutes?”

“lovey, you know i would drop anything for you.”

“i am happy you said that. there is a little red box for you in your top right drawer.“

i put the phone of speaker and glide over to my desk in search of the red box. the moment i slide open my top drawer there it was. a small square red box with a bow on top. i picked up the box and set it on my desk.

“what did you do?” i questioned curiously.

“you’ll see. have fun.” she ends the call before i could ask any further questions.

i open up the box with a bunch of crumpled up colored tissue paper. i toss out the crumpled paper onto my desk until i reach a card with the words ‘read me’.

hiii lovey!! welcome to your christmas scavenger hunt. today you will be forced to leave your studio for a bit. under this note will be your first clue on what you will have to find and where to go. don’t worry, nothing is too far and it’s within walking distance. so dress warmly, drink some water (or cola) and have fun ;)

xx your favorite lovey

i chuckle at the note and search for the clue in the box. a barbie pink folded paper stood out among the colored tissue paper. i pick up the note and immediately knew where to go. i threw on my hoodie and headed down the elevator walking to a nearby convenience store.

the note had mention to go to the one place where we can find all our favorite midnight snacks. i scan down the different aisle picking out the different snacks y/n likes to eat. however i couldn’t find a note within any of the packaging. i look over the note again trying to figure out the clue when it me. it said “our” favorite snack at midnight.

i rush out of the current aisle i was in and head down to the drink section. usually y/n and i like to share a cola and a bag of salty chips. i search for the coke zero when i noticed a pink note attached to one of the colas. i reach for the note reading for the next place to go.

clue after clue, i finally arrive at the last place. the last clue had hinted for me to go to place where we lost track of time talking all night. i quietly enter the cafe as the worker nods greeting me.

the strong aroma of caffeine hits me like a tidal wave. there aren’t many cafes that are open this late but y/n and i happened to stumble upon during one of our dates. it was the one night that left a core memory for the both of us.

the clue was telling the truth about y/n and i losing track of time here. when we got caught up in the rain that night, we found shelter in this cafe for a few hours. we ended up talking all night together. i have never laughed or smiled so hard in my life that night. a warm tingling sensation seeps through my skin at the thought of our first kiss happening that same night.

“sir, here is your coffee.” the barista calls out to me quietly, handing me one hot mocha hazelnut latte and an iced americano

i thank him politely when i noticed a pink note underneath the hot drink. i carefully set the drinks down on the table and read the note.

you’ve finished your hunt. now it’s time to come back to the place that is your second home

i head back to my studio shaking off some of the leftover snow. when i close the door, fairy lights switch on. i didn’t have fairy lights before leaving my studio earlier. i whip my head around finding y/n sat on my chair in a grey wool coat that barely cover his knees with a pair of red heels. it seems a little dressed up for a studio visit. her hair was pinned half up and down. her skin glowing under the fairy lights.

——

y/n pov

“surprise!” i smiled as he enters his studio.

“lovey! you’re here!” he smirks.

“did you enjoy your scavenger hunt?”

“yeah but i am more happy to see my prize at the end.”

jihoon sets the bags of snacks he bought and coffee onto the table near him. he slides off his coat fixing his hair. i stood up from his swivel chair and walk to the middle of his studio.

“what are you doing here?” his voice filled with suspicion.

“well you’ve been coming home tired because of work. i thought i could give you a different reason to be tired.”

i unbutton open the coat as it slide down to my ankles. i adjust the silk straps and run my hand down sheer fabric of the babydoll dress. my fingers play around with the giant bow covering my breast. jihoon’s eyes scan up my body. his shoulders perk up along with the corners of his lips intrigued and interested by choice of outfit.

“i know it’s a bit early for you to open up your christmas gift from me, but i thought of something else you could open that can make us both happy.”

i slowly walk over to jihoon, my heels dragging lightly against the wood floor with each step. his eyes take me in, slowly and steadily watching every movement i take towards him. the smug grin on his face only boosts my confidence to keep going with my little game. i stood in between his spread legs looking down at him. i turn around sitting my ass against his perked up friend and start to grind against him. jihoon presses his hands to my waist and i lean forward moving back against him. a few deep groans leave his lips making me smile. my panties start to soak at the sounds leaving his mouth and the way his finger start to grip me to be closer to him.

“y/n, someone might walk in on us.” he mumbles into my ear. his voice filled with warning as i spin to face him.

“you’re at your studio at three in the morning, who’s gonna walk in on us? a ghost?” i questioned. i bring my lips closer to his ear, “plus isn’t the possibility of getting caught part of the thrill of having sex in your studio? i thought you would be fulfilling one of your fantasies.”

“you’re such a brat.” he hissed.

“and you love me anyways.” i nips at his earlobe. “now shut up and let me make you feel good.”

i kiss down his neck as my hips roll into his finding their own rhythm. a few mixes of moans and groans leave his lips as i continue to grind into him. his hands squeezing and guiding my waist on him. i lock my arms around his neck circling my hips into him. he pulls my lips away from marking up his chest and smashes his lips to mine kissing me with much eager and need. his hips thrust up meeting mine making me moan against his lips.

i reach down for the buckle of his pants but he presses his hand to mine stopping me. “y/n…” his voice dripping with hesitation over the thought of someone catching us in the act.

i guide my hand lower palming him earning another moan, “i promise i will be gentle at first.”

he release his hand from mine and allows me to unbuckle him. he helps me slide off his pants and boxer enough for me. i lick my lips at the sight of him as he guides me down onto him. my walls begin to stretch deliciously as he enters me to the tilt. my face scrunches up at the pain of him entering me. jihoon crashes his lips against mine again pulling my head away from leaning on his shoulder. his tongue tracing the seams of mine while we waited for me to adjust to his size again. he trails his lips down my neck, nipping at a certain part that had butterflies fluttering in my stomach. i squeeze his arm once i felt the pain subside and he presses his hands to my hips ready to guide and aide me. i press my hands to his shoulders as i grind my hips into his building up to bouncing up and down. his hips snap up into mine every time i went down.

——

jihoon slides on his boxers while he grabs the blanket i had brought to cover my body. i snuggle closer to his body taking in his scent. aside from the mind blowing orgasms i’ve had (i stopped breathing after the seventh one) for the past twenty minutes jihoon and i have been cuddling on the couch randomly jumping from one topic to the next. i can’t remember the last time i stayed up like this with him.

“if there is one member you didn’t want to walk in on us, which one would it be?”

“any of them. i would be mortified.” he laughs. “i would also be pissed too cause i don’t want anyone else to see you like this except me.”

“possessive much?” i teased.

“only when it comes to you.” he presses a kiss to my lips. this time it was slow and gently not rough and eager like earlier.

he pulls away pushing himself off the couch away from me. i arch an eyebrow at him as he walks over to his computer and soundboard.

“lovey, what are you doing?”

“i am feeling inspired right now.” he grins.

“lee jihoon, you are not about to make a song about our sex life.” i spat sternly.

“no one will know except you and me. i think it would be fun.”

“you’re so annoying. maybe i need to tire you out more.”

jihoon drops whatever he is doing and walks back to the pull out couch. i laugh as he laid up against the cushions next to me. he wraps his arms around my waist pulling me on top to straddle him.

“i believe you said i need to be more tired.”

“i did, but i think you gotta earn the ride first and it’s nice to know i can pull you away from your work when it comes to sex.”

“it not just sex, only you can pull me away from work even when you’re just calling me to update about your day or when you call to tell me you miss me.” he presses a kiss to my forehead. “i admit that i tend to be a workaholic and sometimes i feel like i am not a good boyfriend to you and —- .”

“shhh, don’t do that. don’t start belittling yourself because work has been taking your time. you have never neglected me once. you always tell me in advance if something has come up when we had plans and today was the first time in a while that you’ve cancelled on me. you are doing a lot better managing your work and personal life.”

“well that’s because i have you.” he kisses me. “you make it hard for me to be away from you long.”

while work has been chaotic for jihoon and i (more for him than me), he has never forgotten to send me my favorite latte at the start of my day or how he would leave little notes around the apartment for me to find. he texts and call me in between schedules. he would even stay on call with me even if i am one who is busy and he happened to catch a break between his crazy schedule. even when we are free we spend it in the apartment together watching his latest anime that he been obsessed with or watching one of my fave romance movies.

“i love you, lee jihoon. don’t ever forget that and don’t ever belittle yourself on your love for me.” i look into his eyes making sure he understood my words.

“i love you more. i promise no more belittling.” he chuckles kissing me. “so i really can’t make that song?”

i groan pressing my fingers to my temples, “i am really gonna have to tire you the fuck out tonight.”

let it snow || wen junhui

content warning: nothing (really), reader has mild asthma, might have a few errors || masterlist

i carefully roll my big ball of snow towards the small row of ducks i had made earlier. i squat down using both hands to lift the heavy snowball onto another snowball. i grunt smashing it in place into the other bigger snowball.

for the better half of the day jun and i have been outside trying to build our own snowman family. i lost track after five of how many members i was making. it didn’t occur to me to look at jun’s side i was so focused with rolling out the snowball to make the snowmen.

after placing rocks into the eye socket of the snowman, i turn around finding jun groaning and grunt as he tries to carry the snowball he made. he steps away revealing his snow family only for it to be a bunch of cats. there were all sat up with pointed ears. i giggle to myself looking at each snow cat with rocks as their eyes.

“jun, what are you doing?” i arched an eyebrow.

“building a snowman. duh!” he sweeps his hands over the snow cats he has made.

i laugh skimming each one, “you were supposed to make an actual snowman and their family not a snow cat family.”

“we all have creative minds and differences. i didn’t want to do just a normal snowman family and i love cats so much.” he spat standing firm on his creative direction.

i shake my head pressing my fingers to my temples. leave it to jun to think outside of the box and follow what his heart desires. jun continues to gather more snow to shape and build the rest of his cat family. i walk back to my side to build more.

i finish up patting extra snow into the snow daughter when an idea comes into mind. i roll a few snowballs into my hands when i look back at jun. he was busy in his own world building his large cat family.

i toss the firm snowball between my hands when idea pops into my brain. my arms reels back and i hurl a snowball in jun’s direction: he walks away before the snowball could hit him and instead takes a corner of the ear of a smaller snow cat. i gasped, my hands flying to my mouth out of shock and guilt.

“y/n!” he shouts.

“i am so sorry. i didn’t mean to hit your cat family member. i was trying to aim for you.” i giggled.

“i am a part of that cat family.” he hissed tossing snow in my direction.

i shout jun’s name trying to take cover from his attacks and reach down to grab my own ammo against him. jun chases after me through the cold thin air tossing snow at me. my arms and legs start to feel heavy as i trudge through the snow. my chest tightens a little making my skin feel warm. after a quick few minutes i fall into the snow feeling the air from my lungs shorten.

“okay! okay! okay! truce?” i mumbled between each harsh inhale.

jun notices my struggle to breathe. he drops whatever snow he had left in his hands and drops to his knees next to me. his face etched with worry and concern.

“truce.” he mumbles helping me to sit up. “are you feeling okay? do you want go back inside?”

“i am okay. the running just tired me out. i just need to catch my breath for a minute.”

“do you need your inhaler? the air is a bit thinner than it was yesterday. i can run inside the house to get it and —“

“i just need you. i can breathe fine on my own.” i reassure him.

he nods and starts to talk me through different breathing exercises. he breathes in and out slowly with me before moving on to the next exercise. halfway through the exercise i meet his eyes a smile shyly as he breathes along with me.

snowy nights & snowball fights || kwon soonyoung

content warning: sexual themes, MDNI, thigh riding, competition, not really edited so there can be errors || masterlist

i peer around my snow fort scanning around area. the air blew lightly across the open field making me shiver. the white snow covering the banks of our ground and everything around us. i glance back at the well lighted cabin behind me. muffled sounds of cheers and scream at the game on tv from those who have been eliminated long ago.

mingyu taps my shoulder letting me know he is behind me and is ready to run down our routine plan to capture the other team’s flag. i nod looking at him and he runs out onto the field.

multiple snowballs come fly out of nowhere. mingyu pivots around the open field trying his best to dodge them. he takes huge leaps making it towards the entrance of the other fort when a giant snowball gets hurled out of nowhere . mingyu tries to spin out of the way only to get hit right in the lower back. mingyu falls dramatically to the ground and i scream at my loss. soonyoung laughs from the other side watching mingyu walk off and head back into the warm cabin.

“kwon soonyoung!” i shouted out of annoyance.

“looks like you lost your best player.” he teases

“don’t celebrate your win just yet.” i scoffed. “you still have to get past me for your victory.

“that’s a piece of cake.” he chimes with pride.

soonyoung walks back over to the other side of the fort which gives me the chance to run over and try to steal their flag. while he was busy scanning the area for any potential threats i manage to get o their fort and spot the flag. as i make a run for it, i heard heavy footsteps behind me. i turn around my breath heavy and visible in the cold winter weather.

soonyoung draws his hand back ready to toss the snowball at me but i throw my hands up to protect myself, “soonie! wait! don’t eliminate me yet!”

“why shouldn’t i? my team is about to win!” his tone confident but his smile drips with pride and smugness.

i glance behind soonyoung noticing the blue flag has been left unguarded on the other side of where we were standing. i needed to get the flag without him noticing me. there was no way i was going to plead my way out of this like my life depended on it with tears and pity. soonyoung would see right through me. i needed to try a different strategy.

“you know, it’s just the two of us. we could make this a little interesting.

“seducing me won’t get you anywhere.”

“really? cause last i checked you were fine with me seducing you the other night so you could get an early christmas gift.” i clicked my tongue, “i believe you got four gifts the other night, if i remember correctly.”

“okay correction, seducing me won’t get you to win this snowball fight.”

“soonie, i am offended that you think i need to seduce in order to win or get my way but i’ll let it slide. do you want to know what i am thinking?”

“what are you thinking about?”

“how much i love your competitive side. i never liked an easy one and i can always count on you to play hard and fair with me.” i stepping close enough to look up at him under my lashes.

i remove my gloves caressing my hand against his cheek. i lean up peppering a few kisses against his lips before moving down to his neck. lightly tugging and nipping at the cool flesh. i could feel his pulse rushing under my mouth. the way his breath hitches when i slowly trail down to his collarbone.

“if you only knew…” i murmur between each kiss. “what your competitive streak does to me.”

soonyoung tightens his grip at my hips, a groan escaping at my sultry tone. i chuckle at his reaction sliding my hand to the other side of his neck. my body pressed against his for warmth.

“you know how many times i had to hold back and remind myself that we are not teammates but rivals. it kind of feeds the fantasies in my head.”

“what fantasies?” he questioned suspiciously. his hand quivers and i could see the curiosity mixed with hesitancy in his eyes.

“don’t ask questions you’re not ready to hear the answer to, my love.” i whispered into his ear. “but if you must know, how about i show you instead of telling you.”

my fingers gently trail to the zipper of his jacket. i push him back onto a bench behind him. his body falling back and i kick his legs open. i bend down in front of him unzipping my jacket. his eyes meet mine before skimming down to a glimpse of my breast. his eyes darken with lust and his exhales a sharp breath when i straddle one of his thighs. i pull him to me smashing my lips against his with need and passion.

i slowly grind my core onto his thigh trying to gain some friction. he slides his hands to my waist holding me firm while i continue to get off on his thigh. he leans his head closer to mine softly teasing his lips against my neck. when a groan escapes my lips i feel the corners of his mouth rise in approve over my noise. when i tried to dig deeper into him, he starts bounces his leg adding to pressure. my inside go from warm to burning hot liquid at the action. fuck. this felt more like punishment for me than for him.

“are you enjoying yourself my love?” his voice raspy and deep, lost in lust.

“y-yes, f-feels so fucking g-good.” i gasped as his bounced his leg even faster hitting my core even harder than before. i could feel a boiling sensation in my stomach.

“if you like my thigh so much, imagine what my fingers and mouth could be doing to you right now.” he whispers into my ear. “or maybe i should just go straight to the main event and skip my fingers and mouth.”

the mental imagine of his head between my thighs sends shivers down my skin or the thought of how he slams his hips into mine making my body jolt up from his harsh but pleasing movements. my mind begins to swirl wanting more of him. soonyoung presses his hands harder in my hips grinding me even more. his lips nipping even harder at the flesh of my skin. i press my hand to the back of his head as soft moans slip from my mouth encouraging him to keep going. my other free hand reaches behind us to grab the blue flag. the moment i felt the cold fabric and stick, i yank it from its spot and quickly retreat back away from him.

“i win!” i cheered. “you guys can come out out now!” mingyu, jeonghan, seungkwan and chan all run out from the house.

soonyoung stares back at me in awe and shock over what just happened. i wave the flag around with my teammates. jun, josh, seungcheol and seokmin walk out giving soonyoung a pat on the back.

“we won! we won! we won!” my team cheers and i break away from them to walk to soonyoung.

“baby! you cheated?” soonyoung whines, crossing his arms.

the one i’ve been missing || chwe hansol

content warning: none || masterlist

“thank you ma’am. i hope you enjoy the rest of your day.” the waitress smirks, handing me back my card and receipt for my check.

“thank you. i hope you have a good day too.” i return her smile and push my seat out heading towards the exit.

i turn the corner reaching the elevators. a small group of people scurry off the platform as a woman holds it open for me. press the level i needed to reach when i heard a deep voice.

“hey! wait! hold the elevator!”

the elevator start to close its doors but i quickly hit the button to remain open. a guy dressed in a white tee, a pair of jeans and converse with his baseball cap and headphones walked in. he shoots me a quick thank you for before putting on his zipped up jacket.

i look up from my phone when i smell a familiar citrus and woodsy scent.

“vernon?” i raised an eyebrow.

“y-yeah.” he stared at me as if i invaded his personal space. “y/n? w-what are you doing here?”

“i came here for a lunch date with myself. you?”

“there is a record shop just a few doors down from the restaurant.”

“it’s been a while since i last saw you. is everything

“some things have been different. you know touring the world and all with twelve other dudes.”

“so you’re still in a long committed relationship with those twelve other dudes and doing what you love.” i chuckled.

“y-yeah.” he half laughs. “what about you? i can’t remember the last time i saw you.”

“i have been traveling around. it’s time consuming being

“this is my floor. i’d love to see you again and the guys. that’s if they’re in town with you too.”

“yeah, we have a few days off. uhmm, how about we hang out tomorrow?”

i nod agreeing as vernon steps out of the elevator. “okay, just text me the details to your place and i will be around maybe noon.”

————————

“you have to joking! that is not the best christmas movie!” vernon spat, taking another slice of pizza from the table.

i clutch my chest as if to gasped for air, “get out of my house! you will not slander my favorite christmas movie of all time.”

“y/n, the princess switch doesn’t have much of a plot. home alone has a plot and it’s the best christmas movie. even elf has a better plot line than the princess switch.”

“i am suddenly realizing why we lost touch all these years.”

“what’s the princess switch?”

vernon face palms his forehead sliding down the couch dramatically. i scoff as his actions but ignored him to answer the question. vernon can pretend all he wants that he despises the princess switch but i know he secretly likes watching it with me.

“nonie! i am fine. we don’t have to do anything. it’s whatever, kai went to the winter dance with vivienne and they will live happily ever after.”

“just forget the dance. he’s not worth your time anyways. we can watch all three princess switch movies at my house.” his voice soft and warm trying to cheer me up.

“you hate this movie.” i whined.

“yeah, but i hate seeing you sad even more. c’mon, i have a bag of kettle corn with your name on it.”

“you are willing to suffer through three movies to make me feel better?”

“that’s what best friends are for, right?”

i chuckle reaching up to hug. he instantly wraps his arms around me giggling.

———

“if fiona and peter don’t end up together then i will riot.” seokmin mumbles to josh.

i chuckle to myself sideyeing him and turn my attention to vernon. his body slouched down into the couch while hugging a pillow. his eyes laser focused on the tv screen and the corners of his lips rise.

on the tv fiona had just entered the cafeteria where her estranged mother was waiting for her. my eyes start to tear up hearing fiona talk about how she was let down by her mom not being present in her life and she walks out but decides to walk back to her. vernon didn’t even look in my direction but he holds up a tissue for me. i smirk glancing at him and take the tissue. a loud sniffle comes from the other side of the couch as the credits roll. everyone turns their heads staring at seokmin who had tissues in his hands and tears streaming down his cheek.

“okay, we’ve watched all three princess switched movies and home alone, now it’s time for everyone to decide which movie is best?”

vernon and i stood up in front of the tv while we asked josh, seokmin, seungkwan, dino, mingyu, jun, seungcheol and jeonghan. each member comments of which is their favorite movie to watch. we end up with a tie which meant josh is the tie breaker.

“i am sorry, y/n. i have to go with vernon’s pick.” josh says.

“three to four, i win!” vernon cheers sticking his tongue out at me as the other disperse into their own conversation over dinner.

“whatever. the princess switch is still my favorite movie. to each their own, i guess.” i crossed my arms against my chest.

“do you want to bake some desserts like stacy in the princess switched?” he asked.

“and this is why you’re best friend.” i grin linking arms with him.

“we are best friends because you have co dependency issues and haven’t been able to let me go since the third grade.”

i laugh at his joke tossing a pillow in his direction. he throws his arms up protecting his head from my attacks. we go back and forth reminiscing over old memories together like the time i came home crying after a boy i liked rejected me or the time vernon thought he could run through the grass field before the sprinklers could turn on without getting wet. in the middle of laughing over old memories, an unknown overwhelming feeling hits me. i look up at vernon from my eyelashes as he hugs himself trying to catch his breath from laughing. a wave nostalgia hits me remembering the scene of fiona and her estranged mom except i was remembering how vernon and i have gone estranged.

“hey, is everything okay? you’re crying.” his voice filled with concern, wiping away a tear from the corner.

i smile at him. my eyes glossy mumbling, “yeah. i just missed you.”

“you’ve been here with me all day. i am not sure how you’re missing me.”

i roll my eyes at him before shoving his shoulder gently, “i meant, in general, loser. i missed spending time with you especially around the holiday season. it’s hits me more that we have grown distant.”

a few tears slip down my cheek as i sniffle. the guys all looked at one another and talk over one another to leave the living room. they scatter out of my apartment leaving vernon and i alone. a hollow hole sits in the chest making it hard to compose myself. vernon straighten his posture, his shoulders rigid as he wraps an arm around me.

“y/n, i am still here for you and i always will be. i haven’t gone anywhere.” he reassures me.

“i know. it’s just things have been different. you know they’ve changed, it’s not the same like before when we used to always hang out and see each other. now we have lives that we gotta live, even if it means we aren’t a part of each other’s everyday. it’s just sucks a little more on the day when i miss you, that’s all. i am not trying to be too mushy or anything.”

i wipe away my tears finally taking a breath. for years i have grown comfortable with how our dynamic in our friendship has changed. slowly vernon stopped texting me, but i can’t fully blame him. i have also withdrawn from him too. i got scared waiting to see if he would make time for me again and i decided to board up my heart so no one could break it.

after running into vernon after years of barely contacting one another, the feelings of longing make a surprise appearance. my heart slowly cracks thinking about all the broken slow replied exts and cancelled hang outs which never got rescheduled.

vernon squeezes my shoulder pulling me closer to him and rest his head against mine. “y/n,i have missed you too. i agree it’s not not the same like it was before. things have changed and i will fault in that for growing apart from you. i just want to remind you that even though life does take over you’ll always be my person. no one gets me like you do, so i don’t ever want to lose you. you’re my safe place and best friend.”

“vernon, you jerk! you’re not supposed to say these things to me.” i cried, smacking his arm. “you’re my safe place too. i just miss having you around and feeling connected with you. nowadays it just feels like we are casual acquaintances and i don’t like it”

“how about once a month we plan a weekend hang out together?” he suggested.

“i am not sure i want to see your face once a month.” i tap my finger against my chin out of contemplation. “wait! how can we even hang out once a weekend? your schedule is literally packed throughout the entire year.”

“okay maybe a weekend is a bit of a stretch considering we are both out traveling with packed schedules. we can have weekly facetime calls to catch up and talk. also if one of us is in town then we can meet up.”

“sounds like a doable plan, mr. chwe.” i grin looking at him. i held my pinky up to him, “to being acquaintance to best friends again.”

“y/n, we’ve always been best friends.” he laughs.

“okay, to finding our way back to each other.”

the holiday bake off || hong jisoo

content warning: suggestion of sexual themes, MDNI, light mentions of breast play, mainly fluff, i didn’t really edit the post, kind of rushed posting this today || masterlist

i mentally check down the list in my head as i skim the ingredients on the kitchen island needed for baking cookies. i bit my bottom lip noticing something was missing but i didn’t know what it was. i check off the ingredients again in my head when a light bulb goes off. brown sugar.

i scan the cabinets for the sugar and spot it at the top shelf. i press my body against the counter standing on my toes reaching for the container filled with brown sugar. my hand sways around but i could barely get a grip on the container. i huff a breath of frustration taking a mini break to strategize again. my arm reaches up against pressing my hip firmly against the edge counter when i feel a firm and warm sensation hover reaching above me

“you know you could’ve just gotten a step stool or i don’t know, called me if you needed something from the top shelf.” josh teases, setting down the container in front of me.

i turn around to face him, “now if i do that, it would ruin my hyper-independent-eldest-daughter image.”

he laughs shaking his head at me, “so what do you have planned for us tonight?”

joshua browses between the ingredients picking up each one. he quietly reads each one while i mentally checked off the list in my head again to make sure everything we needed was here.

“christmas cookie competition.”

“between the two of us? shouldn’t there be a third party to determine who baked the best cookie?” he scratches the side of his head.

“well i was hoping you and i wouldn’t be bias enough to our own cookies to determine the winner but if you want a third party to determine who baked the best then i believe seokmin or mingyu is available.” i reach over for my phone.

joshua quickly reaches over snatching my phone from me, “no, no, no. we can just do it just the two of us.”

“aww joshy, why the sudden change of mind? afraid they’ll pick my cookies over yours?” i chuckled.

“no it’s because you’ll spend the entire time flirting with them and i have seen enough of it.” he rolls his eyes. “and then mingyu will magically end up baking your cookies.”

i bite my tongue at my initial response and noticed something flash in josh’s coffee like eyes. his cheeks turn red as he pouts his lips for a brief moment. for a second i thought to myself, ‘is josh jealous?’ there is no way. he has friend zoned me so many times before. it was to the point where i stopped being flirting around him and made sure to respect his boundaries. however, the last few hang outs have felt more like dates than just us hanging out as friends.

the other night josh and i agreed to go to some christmas festival carnival that he talked about with me for weeks. i had delayed the hang out for the carnival because our schedules never matched. that night it was different.

“y/n, don’t be so grumpy.” he hissed, pulling my long sleeve.

“i am not being grumpy. i told you that i am fine. so leave me alone.”

“you know when you tell me you’re fine, it make me more worried.”

“okay, fine. if it will get you to shut up and leave me alone, i will put on the dumb jacket.”

“see, there. do you feel warm now?” i could feel his breath against my skin as he adjusted the zipper on the jacket.

“maybe.” i muttered looking away from him.

josh gently tugs at the jacket pulling me closer to him. his brown eyes meet mine and i could feel my pulse speeding against my chest. his hands slide down from the collar of my jacket to my waist. his hold firm as he brings me for more warmth. honestly i wish i could get out of this jacket. i felt like i was simply burning up under his touch. my cheeks were burning up red and if josh noticed then he sure didn’t seem to bring it up to me. he just kept his hands on me and my body close to his. he leans his head closer to mine and then ——

“what? no comeback?” josh retorts, bringing me back to reality.

“it’s not my fault for being charming and pretty.” i nudged him in the arm.

“yeah and that’s why it’s dangerous to be around you.”

“aww, josh if you have feelings for me, just say so. you never know. maybe the feeling is mutual.” i winked, nudging him in the arm.

“okay, i’ll confess.” josh runs his hand through his hair. his shoulders tense up as if he is trying to find the words. a mischief grin slips from his lips, “i think… you’re tolerable.”

i roll my eyes at him, shoving at his shoulders. “you’re so annoying. maybe i should ask santa for a new best friend this holiday season.”

josh laughs grabbing the two large bowls and spatula on the counter behind him for us to use. i connect my phone to the speaker playing some holiday music and set the timer for an hour and half. josh starts to measure the flour for his bowl while i danced around the island.

———

the timer had gone off fifteen minutes ago but josh and i were too wrapped up when it came to decorating. so we decided to get rid of the timer and just focus on decorating the cookies the way we wanted to.

i carefully pipe out a thin line onto the snowflake cookie. my tongue sticks out in the corner of the mouth as i remained focus on the details of my cookie. i examine the cookie holding it on the edge between the pads of my finger and thumb. the icing was smooth and clean and i placed it in the plate next to the other.

after some time i look up after using the tweezers to put one white star in the center of my cookie and find josh hunched over the kitchen island. he hand a few sprinkles in one hand and tweezers in the other. he eyeballs each brown sprinkle and delicately places each one along the outside of the antlers of his reindeer cookie. his face scrunch together in complete focus. i bite back a smile watching him.

a sudden rush of warmth floods my veins. the way his biceps flex under the cuff of his shirt. if he was doing this on purpose then he was being cruel. i bit my inner lip watching him as he scans the counter for something before reaching for a piping bag and icing. i cross my legs feeling something pulsing between them while mentally cursing myself.

“are you ogling me because you’re finished decorating or is it because you’re interested?”

“neither.” i hissed, moving back to my cookies.

he chuckles dusting off his hands from any sprinkles and cookie crumbs. he tries to tidy up the island putting away the ingredients and other baking tools we were no longer using. when i finished my last cookie, i helped him clean up a little. his body brushes against mine moving between the sink the island as he collects the utensils and other dishes we used. each time my body sparks to life making the temperature in me rise. i asked josh to hand me the bowl with icing so i could wash it and we start the taste portion of our competition. when josh didn’t respond after i repeated myself, i turn around finding him with the bowl and icing on his fingers. a rush of panic seeps into my veins.

i carefully circle around the kitchen island while josh stalks me like his prey, “hong jisoo i swear if you get icing in my hair, i will never talk to you again.”

“don’t give me an empty threat, y/n.” his voice dropping an octave among the butterflies in my stomach flutter.

i scream running in the other direction away from him. josh snakes his arms around me pulling me to his chest. he places me on the counter running my wrist down to my sides as he swipes the purple icing onto my cheek. i shriek at the coldness of the cream

“revenge never tasted so sweet.” he swipes his tongue gently against the icing on my face.

“you’re dead, hong.” i spat.

i wrap my legs around his waist before he could escape and swipe from icing from the bowl nearby. josh tries to fight me grabbing my wrist in the air as they try to fight over dominance with him. i tighten my legs around his waist when i feel something hard press into my core. my body apparently loved the sensation that i felt my pangies damp a little. josh tries to pin me down to the counter to prevent me from wiping any icing on him when his little hard friend to hits my core. a tingling feeling runs down my legs as pushed myself up on the counter.

josh’s brown eyes lock with mine then slip down to my lips and go back to my eyes. his breath hitched when he realized i was watching him. an unbearable tension fuels the air between us. i could feel his pulse racing just like mine. our breath mingling with one another being so close. i couldn’t pinpoint what this meant but i knew it would changes things between us. without any hesitation, he pulls in closer but hovers near my lips as if to wait for my permission. i nod my head and he leans in completely taking my lips against his. his tongue sliding against mine. i wrap my arms around his neck pulling him even closer. his hands squeeze at my waist as my fingers play with the bottom of his hair tugging at it.

his lips trail down from my neck to my chest nipping and sucking at the skin. he uses his other hand to continue to squeeze and play with my other breast. my head falls back at the pleasing sensation and attention he was giving to each breast. a moan slips from my lips making him smile against my skin.

“fuck josh. m-more.” i gasped.

josh hooks his hands under my thoughts lifting me off the counter. our clothes scattering down the ground as he lays me on the bed and gets to work.

———

“i guess we never got to determine the winner of the competition.” he chuckles collapsing onto the bed and wrapping the sheets around me.

“we can call it a tie since we got caught up in other activities. i don’t think we can be unbiased and make a decision.”

“really? cause it feels like i won either way.” he presses a few lingering kisses against my lips.

“you know we have to talk about what just happened, right?”

“which part? the cookie competition or when i got you to release seven times.” he smirks proudly.

“it was five, first of all. don’t get cocky, joshy. and second of all, i mean what are we? cause i know damn well we aren’t just best friends anymore.”

“well i wanted to ask you out on a proper date and tell you how i felt about you but obviously plans have changed.”

“you can still do that, but no sex until that date happens.” i said firmly.

“you’re going to deny me from heaven.” he falls to the bed in agony, clutching his chest.

“yes, if we want to do this right then you can’t ram me like your life depends on it. just until after the the fifth date.”

“fifth date?” he gasped in horror.

“that’s the number of time i touched heaven earlier so it’s five dates first then you can get a taste of heaven again.”

josh pushes himself up ready to fight me on it decides to think otherwise. “okay so when does this rule go into effect?”

“tomorrow.”

“so what you’re saying is i have until midnight before the no sex until the fifth date rule applies?”

“yes.”

josh hops off the bed throwing on his boxers and a shirt. i furrow my eyebrows together staring at him in confusion.

“josh, where are you going?”

“i am going to make you coffee. if i have until midnight, i need to make sure you have the energy to keep going until then.”

“you’re ridiculous. i have perfect stamina to keep up with you. maybe you need to the coffee more than me.” i joked

ice skating mishaps || lee seokmin

content warning: none || masterlist

i tighten the laces on my skates before hopping off the bench. seokmin slipping into his skates and tries to lace them up. i tapped my feet against the foam mat patiently waiting for him. the upbeat pop mix of christmas songs fill my ears. i browse around the ice rink not seeing many people. a few small groups of either friends, couples or families lingered either on the ice or sat on the bench observing everyone.

i notice girl in a fitted black long sleeve dressed with her hair tied into a bun skate a few laps around the rink. she picks up speed as she reaches the back and skates down towards the middle doing a few spins and jumps. she lands easily onto her feet as she huffs a few breaths. i stop myself from clapping for her realizing i might be only one watching her and its weird for me to be staring. instead when she looks in my direction i smile and give her a thumbs up on her run. she smiles and nods her head thanking me before doing another run. seokmin taps my arm signaling me that i could stand and we could walk over tot he ice.

i stretch my legs a little then with ease i skate straight onto the ice. the cold air hits my body making me shiver for a moment growing accustomed to the temperature. i skate a few short lines and look up seeing seokmin was still at the entrance of the rink. a group of three young boys skate past him and into the rink.

“lee seokmin, are you going to join me or what?”

“i am actually fine right here for now. i mean i made it to the rink, i put on my skates. isn’t that enough?” his voice going an octave higher than normal.

before we got to the ice rink, seokmin has been fidgeting with his fingers and taking deep breaths. he didn’t think i noticed but i could hear him mentally prepare himself for getting on the ice before we entered the parking lot.

“you know it’s more fun on the ice. what’s the worst that could happen with you ice skating?”

“i could fall. maybe hit my head and bleed to death or maybe i injure my ankle and can’t dance or walk again.”

“you have such a wild imagination.” i chuckle.

“i like to call it, being more logical and having a brain. i am not spontaneous and reckless like you.”

“okay first off, i am not reckless. second i may be spontaneous but i have a brain too. you’re going to be okay ice skating. it’s easy.”

seokmin examines the ice before lightly tapping the tip of the blade against it. he grips the sides of the rink with extra precaution attempting to get on the ice. his foot slips a little making him wobble and he immediately shakes his head getting back onto the mat.

“nope. nope. nope. i will end up dead by the end of this or injured. i am not risking it.”

“seok, you told me i could plan our day and that includes ice skating. c’mon, there aren’t mainly people right now. which means you’re less likely to crash into other humans. it’s perfect time to get on the ice.” i insisted.

“y/n, i could still get hurt even if this place is empty.”

i held out my hand towards him, “i promise. i won’t let you get hurt. if you do then i will do whatever you want for the next two weeks without complaining.”

seokmin switches glances between the ice and my hand. his eyes widened with worry and caution. however, he mumbles something under his breath and takes a deep breath. his feet gently wobble against the foam mat and he takes my hand.

i gently guide him onto the ice while his fingers give me the death grip. there was a moment where i felt my blood no longer circulating to my hands but seokmin loosens then when he notices

seokmin struggles to find his balance on his feet at first causing him to sway from side to side. every time he leans too far back or forward his hands grip my hands tightly before loosening them. i remind him to glide and push his feet forward while bending at his knees. he does as i told him and starts to pick up a bit of speed. his hands still

“see, i told you that you could do it.” i smile watching his feet glide against the ice.

seokmin sticks his arms out to the side to keep himself in his feet and balanced. he slides slowly around the ice.

“okay, now that you’re comfortable with gliding, i want you to try swizzles.” i bring seokmin over to the side of the rink.

once he holds onto the side leaning is back against the railing. i skate out far enough for him to see the move i want him to try. i keep my upper body straight, bend my knees and start my feet at v. i carefully push my feet turning them both out and in while telling him how he should be moving.

“so point your both toes in then point them out. it’s like a little dance and —— ahh”

before i could even process what is happening to me. i feel a hard chest against my hands. i look up meeting his brown eyes and lopsided smile.

seokmin grabs my arms

“are you okay?” he asked.

“yeah, i am good. i guess i underestimated my speed and distance from you.” i rub the back of my neck. i composed myself together taking a step back from him. “okay, your turn.”

i skate a fair distant from him and waited for him. he arches an eyebrow and bites his bottom lip in skepticism. seokmin shakes off the nerves from his body exhaling a few breath. he mumbles under his breath ‘in and out’. his feet push off sliding across the ice as he turns his feet in and out. it’s take him a minute or two to be comfortable with the movement before he stops mumbling and moves a little faster towards me.

“there you go!” i cheered clapping my hands out of excitement, “soon with a little bit of practice you’ll be able to do this.”

i scan around the area to make sure it’s clear. a few people were walking out towards the exit as i pushed off my feet zooming from one side of the rink to the other. i do a small jump landing backwards. i look back at him flashing him a wink and he chuckles shaking his head at me.

“okay, show off. i get it, you’re better than me.” he scoffs crossing his arm.

i laugh shedding some ice onto him. seokmin glides away from me to the other side of the rink. i could see the mentally notes and images he was giving his as he pushes himself off from the side. he tries to swizzle his feet again. he giggles realizing he has mastered the move and starts to speed up.

“seokmin! make a a front v! seokmin! make a front v!” i shouted in a panic, holding my arms out to him.

seokmin’s eyes widen realizing his speed was too fast and uncontrollable for him. the panic was evident in his face as he swings his arm around as if that would slow him down. his body begins to sway from side to side. for a few seconds his foot lifts up forward but i yell at him to lean forward and place his hands on his knees. he holds his arms out trying to balance himself while wobbling and trying to stay up.

when i tried to reach for his hand, he slows down but his feet slip. even though i remind him to put his hands on his knees his feet switch between going up in the air. seokmin wraps his arms around me tumbling into the ice.

seokmin groans taking a majority of the impact from our fall. “oh my god! y/n, are you okay?”

i groan rubbing at certain areas in my body. when i didn’t respond to him seokmin tries to lift his head but i immediately tell him to not move. i carefully untangled my limbs from his and sit up on the ice when a pain shoots down to my ankle when i try to move it. the medic rushes over to us, placing a hypothermia blanket on seokmin and me. each one examining us from head to toe. i could feel the wetness of the ice seeping through my pants making me grumpy.

“do you know where you are?” she asked

“the ice skating rink downtown.” seokmin answered

“do you know what this place is called?”

“elphie’s ice rink.” i answered.

the medic shines a light in his eyes asking him to follow before gently applying pressure to certain areas in his body. the other medic finishes up bandaging my ankle after twisting it and moving it around a few times. it turns out i ended up with a grade one sprained ankle.

“you guys aren’t showing any signs of a concussion. i would just rest for now and stay off your feet but if you start to feel dizzy, light headed, vomiting, ringing in the ears or having any head pain then go to the emergency room to be checked out. you guys have a great sense of who and where you are. so i wouldn’t be too worried.” the medic informs me. “you might be a little sore from the fall but you can take painkillers for that.”

i nod listening to her. “thank you again.”

“maybe for our next bestie date, let’s just make a pizza or something. i don’t think ice skating is made for me.” seokmin teases helping me up.

“don’t try to bubble wrap yourself. you were doing really amazing before that accident.” i grinned.

“i am really sorry again.” he mumbles, the guilty circling into his boba eyes.

“if you’re really sorry then you’ll buy me some ice cream.” i lean my head against his shoulder locking arms with him.

“whatever you want.” he chuckle, pulling me closer.

i press my finger and thumb to my chin as his words, “whatever i want, huh?”

“within reasons. i am not buying you anything expensive or doing anything that could harm me or you in any way.”

getting into the holiday spirt || kim mingyu

content warning: suggestive, sexual themes, oral, MDNI || masterlist

a/n: hi lovely people!! i hope everyone is enjoying the 13 days of svt holidays. i might slow with posting within the next few days depending on certain things but i should have each one posted up until 23rd/24th. also i would highly appreciate it, if you can leave comments your thoughts/reactions to 13 days of svt holidays, so i know what you like and it would help me with writing more. don’t forget to reblog, like and comment your thoughts/reactions☺️ thank you again for reading & liking the short series so far 💗kate

i fluff up the ribbon to the outskirts of the tree branches then take a step back. i tilt my head off to the side debating if the red ribbons and white lights were balancing out against the tree. i didn’t want the lights or ribbon to look like they were choking the tree or clashing. i walk closer pulling at the ribbon and string of lights until it was to my liking then move down to adjusting the white knitted tree skirt with snowflakes. quietly humming along to the christmas music i step back and forth along the tree and around the ornaments i had dropped to floor.

“what do you think you’re doing decorating for christmas without me?” a deep voice questions from behind me.

“i got a little too excited when i saw you brought down the bins from the garage. i didn’t do much decorating, i swear.” i held my hands up out of defense.

mingyu pans his arm around our living room decorated in various blue and silver decor to go with our snowflake theme this year. it took everything inside of me to not drive to the store today and find more decor to buy for the house. it helped that mingyu had taken the car to the gym this morning. i smile to myself proud of the set up so far. the tree garland with blue and silver ornaments hanging down across the mantle. the mini town village set up on the cabinet storage. the floating candles with a snowflake inside of the case at the center of the coffee table. various blue and white pillows fluffed on the couch with a throw blanket.

“love, you only left the outside for me to decorate and half the tree. you deserved to be punished for your crime.”

“correction, the tree only has ribbons and chrsitmas lights around it. i just barely started putting on the ornaments until you caught me.”

“you know how much i love decorating for christmas with you.” he pouts crossing his arms.

around the holiday season i get a little too excited with all the songs, the decorations and the overall feelings that resonates being with loved ones on the holiday. every since mingyu has been in my life, he hasn’t let me decorate the place alone. he loved being around to help me, listen to christmas music, and snack on our reindeer chow i made. he would also give out his opinion on how to decorate. we would both debate on certain things but there was a lot of comprises. my favorite thing is to decorate the tree with him (and not just because he’s tall and can reach higher on the tree). also how he would pull me away mid decorating to dance with him to the songs playing.

“okay, i promise to not decorate the tree any further until you finish your post work out shower.” i held my pinky up to him.

he hesitates at first, still a bit sulky from my head-start, but he links his pinky around mine. mingyu tugs me closer pressing his lips against mine before breaking into a sprint up towards the stairs.

———

while waiting for mingyu to finish washing up, i measure out the ribbons for the kitchen cabinet to decorate it like a christmas gift with a bow. i sway my body to the rhythm of sabrina carpenter’s santa doesn’t know you like i do. the song has been on constant play on my playlist ever since halloween ended a few months ago. i sing along to the song while cutting out the ribbons until the second verse comes on.

i drop whatever i am doing and twirl around the kitchen and smiling to myself at the thought of mingyu. i hated how easily he invades my thoughts with songs involving love. it’s impossible for me to not think of him because he is filled with so much of it.

i somehow make my way to the living room and start to belt out the second half of lyrics. my hand gently and passionately tapping against my chest and fall onto the couch. my heart jumps at the loud clapping coming from behind.

i push myself up against the soft cushions finding mingyu leaning against the wall. his arms crossed against his white santa shirt with his red plaid fleece pants. a smug grin on his lips and admiring eyes.

“how long were you standing there?”

“long enough to know santa doesn’t know me like you do.” he winks. my cheeks flush with warmth, slightly shy from being caught. “so do you want to start decorating the tree with me or do you need to wrap up your concert performance first?”

the songs were still playing and i roll my eyes tossing an ornament at him. he quickly dodges it and walks over to me giggling. i slide over the bin with all the ornaments we were going to use on the tree. mingyu separated the snowflakes in the boxes making it easier for me to take. we fall into our own rhythm of grabbing the ornaments, placing it on the tree and stepping back to examine the balance of the ornaments to the tree.

mingyu occasionally brushes his body against mine as he passes by me making his way around the tree. i can’t help but feel all tingly when his hand would brush against my exposed hips or when his body presses behind mine when he is reaching over me.

it’s not like i haven’t seen mingyu in months. he’s been home for some time now since his two month work trip but for some reason my body was quite sensitive watching him decorate the tree.

i hold the star and mingyu crouches down. i carefully swing my legs around his shoulder as he stood up walking to the tree. it takes me a second to the new height considering i am tiny. i stretch my arm out placing the star on the top then pat mingyu. mingyu takes a few steps back as we both stare at the tree mesmerized with a sense of accomplishment.

“you did good, my love.” he presses a kiss to my inner thigh.

my body freezes except for a small but hot tingly sensation awakens against my skin. i suddenly become hyper aware of mingyu’s head being between my legs. it’s never a good idea with him being so close. it feels so intimate and invasive at the same time even though his head between my legs have lead me to some of the best releases i have ever felt in my entire life. my core starts to throb at the proximity of mingyu’s mouth near her. it’s like it had a memories of it own and starts to ache for his ache for his attention too. memories of the way his tongue felt darting sucking in tandem with his fingers slowly stretching me in and out. the way my body would tremble simply at the touch his hand. fuck.

mingyu squeezes my waist breaking me out of my thoughts. my skin feels warm and my heart pulse a little faster being brought back to reality. i glance around the room as if anyone was here watching me when he carefully swings my legs off his shoulders and sets me back on the ground. we both fall back onto the couch staring up at the tree.

“i really love how the tree looks, love.” he brings his body forward when i notice the back collar of his shirt was damp.

“babes, i think you’re sweating.” i point out, hoping it’s actually sweat and not something that came from me.

i reach over to wipe it but mingyu reaches behind his neck touching the substance. a knowing grin quirks the corner of his mouth. his eyes go from light to something dark and sinister. if i wasn’t looking at him already i would’ve missed the shift in his eyes.

“i don’t think that’s sweat, my love. i think you were enjoying yourself a little reminiscing over old memories.”

“what do you mean reminiscing over old memories?”

“babes, i know how your body reacted when i kissed your inner thigh. it’s nice to know i have that kind of affect on you.” he giggles. “also after i did that, i tried talking to you but you were lost in your thoughts again and i felt the back of my neck getting a bit wet.”

i cover my face with my hands embarrassed by his words. every inch of my body wanted to scream out of horror. if only i could jump into a black hole and hide out until my face stops warming up and being red. am i comfortable with doing sexual things with mingyu? yes. am i comfortable talking about said sexual things with mingyu? also yes. will i still get shy getting caught having x-rated images and fantasies about him even after dating for some time now. fucking yes.

mingyu giggles sliding my hands away to cup my face. his thumb softly stroking my blushing cheeks. “it’s cute you’re being shy after getting caught but i would be lying if i said i wasn’t also reminiscing about what happens when i am between your legs.”

before i could even process what he said mingyu’s body hovers above mine. his arms trapping me between him and the couch. i glance up at him lust flashing over his eyes. i wrap my hand around the back of his neck pulling him down to me crashing his lips to mine. his teeth grazes the bottom of my lip slipping his tongue inside. the kiss intensifies as he slips one hand down to my needy core.

his lips find their way nipping at my neck all the way down until they reached the area where i needed him the most. mingyu kneels in front of me his eyes sparkling and glistening at my body’s reaction to him. his tongue licks at his bottom lip with appreciation of his view. without warning he dives right in not wasting any time. my body response very well and appreciative of him as a moans slips from my lips. mingyu begins to pick up pace switching between different techniques.

“gyu… feels so so good. k-keep going.” i pant breathlessly.

mingyu continues on his journey luring me into a wave of pleasure. his mouth doing wonders to my body. i could feel my head starting to get dizzy at the fast pace he was going at. my back arches off the couch but mingyu presses his hand against my hips keeping me in place.

my mind goes numb seeing the stars above me. i run my fingers through mingyu’s hair tugging him closer to me. so many things were happening that i barely had time to process any of it. mingyu looks up from under his lashes taking in every one of my reactions to him. i thrived knowing how well he knew my body’s turn ons and turn offs. it made everything with him a thousand times better.

his voice vibrates into my body making me coil with ecstasy. something warm boiling inside of my stomach ready to explode when his tongue hits a certain spot. mingyu notices my body’s reaction making him smile against me. he continuously hits that specific spot until i stop tugging at his hair. my head falls back from the amount of pleasurable bliss running through me veins.

i cry out his name as a harsh wave crashes over from my head all the down my toes.

one moment my body rises up from the cushions and the next it falls back to the couch. mingyu cleans up every drop not allowing anything to hit the couch. he kisses his way up my body trembling under his touch.

his hand presses lightly against the side of my neck as he kisses me softly this time. i could taste myself on his tongue. i smile into the kiss reaching down for his the band of his sweats and boxers. he grabs my wrist stopping me. his forehead pressed against mine as we both inhaled a breath.

“this isn’t about me right now, my love. i just wanted to punish you a little for getting a head start on decorating without me earlier.” he snickers pressing a kiss to forehead. “i promise we can get to that part of my punishment later tonight.

mingyu breaks away leaving me on the couch and returns back with a towel. he gently cleans me off before slipping back on my underwear and shorts.

kisses under the mistletoe || lee chan

content warning: none || masterlist

“c’mon y/n! you got this! go! go!” ava shouts from the other side of the table as i tried to color coordinate stacking my cups.

next to me chan knocks over a few blue cups off the table in the process of stacking his green cups. i scream when i pick up the stack of pink cups to stack on top of my blue cups knocking off my green stack. chan raises his hand in the air just as i finished stacking all my cups together in color coordination.

“nope! nope! nope! disqualified! sorry channie. you used both hands at the end.” isabella points out. “y/n wins this round.”

jen whines to isabella trying to explain that what she saw wasn’t true. i cheer in victory with ava hugging her.

“okay! next game!” seungcheol shouts.

round after round everyone alternates between different partners. the cheering and competitiveness from everyone intensifies making my adrenaline race through my veins. each round that went by meant another failed attempt at asking chan to be my partner. for every round he kept being partnered up with jen.

“okay the next game we are going to play is the paper dance.” isabella calls out. “so everyone get in a group of twos.”

loud voices collide over one another as everyone searches for a partner. one by one each of my friends all paired off with one another. i browse around the room for a partner when a pair of brown eyes lock with mine. chan smiles walking towards me when a certain red head steps into his view. i shrug my shoulders out of disappointment. they both exchange a few words then jen interlaces her fingers with his. chan follows behind her taking a newspaper with them from the table and stood across the other side of the room next to seungcheol and jeonghan. chan doesn’t care to look at me once, only engaging in conversation with jen.

maybe he wasn’t looking at me earlier. maybe i was just imagining it. maybe he was looking at something else. he didn’t look back at me like he wanted to apologize or anything like he usually does. in fact he hasn’t spoke or talked much with me much today. it’s not like he was interested in me like i thought. just focus on the games.

my heart sinks to my stomach watching him smile as she whispers something into his ear as the corners of her lips rise. i browse the room again when a different pair of brown eyes meets mine. mingyu. his tall muscular frame walks towards me asking me to be his partner. i nod happily taking his hand as we walk off to the middle of the floor. there was about nine different partners scattered around the room with their newspaper on the ground.

the music starts to play and we dance circling around the newspaper. the music stops and everyone quickly steps onto the paper. isabella goes around making sure no one’s feet is outside of the paper. she resumes the music stopping at random times causing everyone to scream each time.

dino pov

i shift between my feet holding jen close to me as she presses her head against my chest. her arms around my waist. i look over jen’s shoulder to observe the others when i hear a certain infectious laugh from across the room. y/n was wrapped up in mingyu’s arm. his lips hovering near her ear whispering as she bites back another laugh.

something rages inside of me at the sight of mingyu being so close and intimate with her. y/n nods her head at his whispers before she leans up to whisper into his ear. he lowers himself to hear her better and she gently caress his cheek while talking. he laughs securing his hand tighter around her waist.

joshua clears the remaining couples after eliminating jun and ava. mingyu carefully let’s go of y/n, his hand still on the small of her back tracing random circles. she leans her head comfortably against his arm while waiting for isabella to play the song again. if i didn’t know them i would assume they were together. a bitter taste fills my mouth watching them cling onto one another.

mine. all mine. not his.

“chan. chan. are you listening to me?”

“sorry, what did you say?” i finally look at jen.

“i asked for the next round did you want to try piggyback since the paper is getting smaller and we both can’t fit.” she repeats.

“yeah. yeah, that sounds like a plan.” i tell her.

the music plays up again and we start circling around the paper. jen sways her hips to the pop rhythm of sabrina carpenter’s a nonsense christmas. however my focus is no longer on her or this game. instead i can’t stop looking over at y/n who is lip syncing along to the song with mingyu as they dance together. the way her body sways melting into the rhythm of the song and her enthusiasm with the song could have anyone mesmerized by her aura. the music cuts off at the second chorus and jen quickly hops into my back. i loop my arms under her thighs as she hooks her arms around my neck.

“ahhh! kim mingyu!” y/n shrieks giggling.

i spin around finding y/n tossed over mingyu’s shoulder. he stood with pride holding onto her tightly with her ass right next to his face. our friends all coo and tease after him. the rage inside me earlier had disappeared leaving behind a deadly inferno in its awake.

“chan! jen! you’re out!” isabella calls out.

i look down at my feet not realizing i had stepped off the paper. jen hops down from back pouting her lips. i look around the room and didn’t even realize we were the only two partners left during the game which meant…

“y/n and mingyu win!” isabella announced, handing them their prize bag.

mingyu carefully sets y/n back down as they jump around together celebrating their victory. she pulls out a hundred dollar gift card to target. mingyu tells her something in her ear handing her the gift card. she smiles looking at him like he hung the moon and stars for her.

the others had clear out the floor to open gifts but i immediately walked out of the room and head to the kitchen. the amount of chemistry between mingyu and y/n felt suffocating. i couldn’t stand another second of it unless we wanted christmas turn into a boxing match. i take a big gulp from my cup trying to cool off and erase the images of y/n and mingyu together.

“just so you know, there is nothing happening between me and y/n.” a voice interrupts my calm.

“good to know.” i look over my shoulder at mingyu who browses the fridge for a cold one.

how did he get in here so fast? was he watching me? how did he know i was thinking of y/n not jen?

“it is good for you to know so you can stop plotting my death in your head.”

“i wasn’t plotting your death in my head.”

“stop trying to deny it. you don’t think i saw the way you were eyeing me the entire game.” he half laughs patting my back. “just a little advice before we go in there, if you want her then go tell her.”

y/n pov

after gift opening i sat in between isabella, ava and mingyu who were exchanging restaurant recommendations while in london. mingyu had told me earlier that he had booked a trip to london for a few weeks which i was happy for him because he has always talked about wanting to go on trip there someday.

“so what’s making your pretty face sulk?” isabella caresses her hand against my cheek.

“i am not sulking.” i crossed my arms against my chest, swatting her hand away.

“it’s not a what, but a who.” mingyu said knowingly.

“it’s chan, isn’t it?” ava chimes.

“it’s not him. it’s not anyone or anything.”

“y/n, stop being such a wuss and tell him already.” isabella hissed.

“why should i? he seems so wrapped up with jen. i doubt he cares about me like that.” his hands were getting pretty comfortable being all over her body. the way he looked and smiled at her when she was talking to him or even when she wasn’t looking at him.

“trust me. he cares.” mingyu takes a swig of his beer. “he kept giving me death glares every time i had to touch you during the paper dance game.”

“death glares don’t mean anything.” i deadpanned.

“if they don’t mean anything then why did you keep doing it to jen every round.” mingyu pointed out in a matter of a fact.

i glare at mingyu. who’s side was he even on? i huff a breath and grumbled, “because she was hogging my man for every game round. you would think she would try to diverse herself for every round but nope.”

“she wouldn’t be hogging him if you and chan just both confessed you liked each other. this pining thing going on between you two for the last few months is getting ridiculous.” isabella spat, tossing a piece of her cookie into her mouth.

ava takes my hand into hers, “y/n, we love you. you’re an amazing, beautiful girl and i say this with so much love and support but if you don’t confess now then you’re gonna lose your man to jen.”

———

i hated how right my friends were. i only knew jen through ava so we weren’t close but i knew she would respect girl code if i would just confess my feelings to chan. i wonder around the house searching for him since i haven’t seen in the last forty minutes. now thinking about it, i haven’t seen jen either. when i turn down the hall i heard soft whispers and chuckles. i peer the corner only to find chan and jen sat at the bottom of the stairs. her knees brushed against his and he leans back taking in her lips onto his.

i take a few steps back into the hall making my way to the kitchen. the courage i had earlier dies. my heart shattering into a million pieces. isabella is the first one to notice me but i force a grin to my lips. i up the wattage of my grin to not seem too fake but not too sad either. i join them again as mingyu hands me drink he made.

chan walks back into the kitchen with jen following shortly behind him. i overheard her mention that she was going to leave soon. ava asked her to stay longer because dahlia would be stopping by but jen tells her that she has some work stuff to go over. chan walks over to jen handing her beer and she nods at him giving a soft but weak grin. chan’s eyes meet mine and something different flashes over them. his hand signals for me walk with him but i shake my head and sip on my drink.

slowly everyone disappears out of the kitchen heading to living room for the intense game of mario kart. all my brain could do for the past i-don’t-know minutes was replay the kiss chan and jen shared.

did it mean anything to him? did he like it? does he like her the same ways she likes him? were they dating now? did they do more than just kiss?

all these questions pounded into my head like a mallet. i make way towards the sink to wash some dishes hoping it would distract me. however the butterflies in my stomach take flight when i felt someone standing next to me. i kept my eyes focus on the dishes.

“what are you doing here, chan?”

“nothing. i just want to spend time with you.”

“shouldn’t you be spending time elsewhere.”

“there’s nowhere else i want to be.”

“are you sure jen won’t go dizzy being away from you and missing you? you’ve been spending the entire party around her and made out with her by the stairs.”

i gently shove past him to put away the plates in the upper cabinet. chan chuckles leaning back against the counter.

“i should be asking you the same thing. will mingyu be okay being away from you this long? you two seemed quite comfortable with being touchy with each other during the paper dance game.”

“chan, it’s part of the game. it’s not like i made out with him like how you did earlier with jen.”

“are you jealous?” he taunts.

“and what if i am? what is it to you?” i arched an eyebrow. my voice cold and stern.

i heard him chuckle more to himself, “y/n, the entire party i have been wanting to spend time with you. every time there was a new round of games i wanted you to be my partner but jen kept asking me before i could get to you.” he clarifies. “also i wasn’t making out with her by the stairs. she kissed me before i could tell her that i only like her as a friend because i have feelings for you.”

my body freezes at his confession. a tingling excitement sparks up my spine. it takes everything inside me to not scream or show any signs of relief. instead i stood silently staring at him trying to process his sudden confession.

chan must have noticed the sudden shift in my expression and silence. he runs his fingers back through his hair as his ears turn red. “of course, if you don’t feel the same way as me then we can just pretend that i didn’t just confess my feelings and we continue being friends.”

i open my mouth to talk but chan was already halfway out of the kitchen, “lee chan!”

he freezes in place at the sound of his full name and i walk closer to him, “i didn’t think of you as the type to give up so easily.”

“well i was feeling kind-of shy and stupid confessing when you weren’t saying anything and looking at me.”

“well, can i say something then?”

he nods.

“you know we are under the mistletoe, right?” dino looks up noticing the plant hanging above us. i close the distant between us and mumble, “kiss me.”

“are you sure? you don’t have to do this because you feel bad —-“

i shrug my shoulders letting out a groan before pulling him by his jacket, crashing my lips against his. the knot in my stomach exploded as a rush of euphoria takes over my body. his hands find their way to face caressing my face. i take his bottom lip into mine as my hands squeezed his hips trying to ground myself. he hums in satisfaction making me grin against him.

i slowly pull away pressing my forehead against him, “if that didn’t make it clear enough, i only have feelings for you, lee chan and it’s way more than just a friend.”

chan smirks gazing into my eyes. “so this is it? we’re dating as in boyfriend girlfriend?”

“well take me out on a date first and if it goes well then i’ll let you know the answer.” i teased against his lips.

after talking things out with chan i follow him back to the living room when mingyu spots us. his eyes switching between us like a ping pong ball. a knowing but suspicious smirk forms at the corner of his lips.

“so i take it you two made out? i mean made up?” mingyu teases, biting back a laugh.

i chuckle hiding behind chan as he smiles at him. “you’re lucky you’re taller than me otherwise you would be in trouble right now.”

“aww, channie. i think love has made you more bratty. also that shade of lip stain is not your color and your lips look a bit swollen.” he pulls up his sleeve pretending to wipe away at the smudges.

i laugh covering my face with my hands when chan says, “i would tread lightly if i were you, especially with the way you played during the paper dance with my girl.”

soonyoung calls over chan before mingyu could retort a response between their playful banter. i pull him back for moment and whisper into his, “calm down, channie.you don’t have to be jealous. i have always been yours. no need to threaten one of your best friends.”

baby please come home || choi seungcheol

content warning: light suggestive, sexual themes, MDNI // masterlist

“you’re so serious.” he giggles, pulling his phone closer to him.

i cut down the strip of paper and fold it diagonally creating a pattern before looking back at my phone. seungcheol was laid up against the headboard of his bed in the hotel room. for the past hour we have been talking back and forth while i tried to wrap up some last minute gifts i bought.

“wrapping gifts is an art form.”

“babe, people are going to end up ripping the paper anyways.”

“you know i could always return or revoke your christmas gift.” i stick my tongue out at him. “and for your information everyone always compliments my wrapping skills.”

“i know. everyone compliments me too.” he winks.

i roll my eyes at his word play and set the newly wrapped gift under the tree.

“what did you get me for christmas?” he asked curiously.

“i forgot. you would have to ask kkuma cause she was with me when i wrapped it.” i half laughed as he pouts his lips glaring at me. “even if she tells you, you will have to wait until after christmas when you get back to open it.”

“can i open you instead?” a smug grin on his lips.

i bit back my tongue from the bait and just shake my head at him. kkuma walks over to me, brushing herself against me. seungcheol’s face lights up at the sight of her.

“kkuma! hi!” seungcheol coos through the screen.

she doesn’t pay attention to him, not even turning her head at the sound of his voice. she leans into my hand as i gently stroke through her hair. she leans up to kiss my cheek making me giggle. seungcheol repeatedly fails to call kkuma to his attention while i kept cracking jokes about how kkuma loves me more than him. i glance back at my phone finding him sulking.

“kkuma! you knew me and love me first before you knew her. why are you ignoring me?” seungcheol spat making me laugh.

kkuma continues to circle around me as i reach around to touch her. she walks off bringing back her favorite ball i recently bought her. i tossed it across the room as she chased after it. seungcheol watches us play together when i notice something flash over his eyes.

“is it wrong that i hate the fact i am working through christmas this year?”

“no, it makes you human.”

“i wish i was home. i miss my girls.” he brings the phone closer to his face.

“we miss you too. i wish you were home for christmas. it’s our holiday that started everything.”

“we can actually can thank kkuma too for that.” he chuckles.

i stroll down the pathway leading towards the large grass field. a few people were playing on the field kicking back and forth a soccer ball. a couple was sat under a tree with a picnic blanket talking and giggling. i take a deep breath taking in my scenery. when reach into my bag searching for my phone, i feel something pawing at my legs. i look down to find a small white fluff at my legs. she leaps up pawing at me until i giggle kneeling down to her.

“hi puppy. what are you doing here? you’re so cute.” i scratch behind her. she stands on her hind legs licking my cheek.

“kkuma! kkuma! come here, baby!” a deep voice calls out.

i look back finding a tall buff man dressed in a beanie, hoodie and jeans. his cheeks were flushed with red from the cold as he walked closer to me. his soft brown eyes meet mine and a surge of warmth rushes through my veins.

“i am sorry about her. she tends to explore on her own. i’m seungcheol by the way and you’ve met kkuma already.”

“no worries. she’s cute and very sweet.” i stood up reaching to shake his hand. “i am y/n.”

“thank you. she seems to really like you.” he smiles taking a step closer.

“maybe she has a good intuition. you know cute girls tend to gravitate towards other cute girls.” i grin running my hand again over kkuma.

“maybe. speaking of gravitating, what gravitated you to come to the park?”

“i just wanted some fresh air and needed to get out of the confinement of my hotel room.”

“you’re not from here?”

i shake my head, “i am just visiting for the holiday season.”

“well while you’re in town, maybe kkuma and i can help show you around the city? that’s if you and your boyfriend aren’t doing anything.”

i bit back a smile but failed miserably, “i am not seeing anyone right now.”

“that’s great. wait… i mean…” he rubs the back of his neck with hand. his face scrunching up from tripping over his words “i mean that’s great as in we can show you around. not ‘that’s great’ that you’re single or anything. not that i am wondering if you are single or anything. wait i mea—“

“seungcheol, would you and kkuma like to have a lunch on wednesday with me?” i asked saving him from further stress and embarrassment.

“yes, we would love to.”

kkuma’s soft bark brings me back to reality and i look at her as she stood at the doorway. her head held high as she stares me down.

“babe, i will call you back. kkuma needs to use the restroom.”

“it’s okay. i have to go anyways. i am gonna have to head out soon so i am just gonna take a quick nap. i will try to call after i settle back into my room later.”

“okay. be safe and have fun. i love you.”

“have fun wrapping the rest of the gifts. i love you.” he blows me a kiss. “i love you too kkuma.”

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kkuma strides next to me as we walk down the pathway towards the grass field. for the good part of our day kkuma and i have been a bunch of couch potatoes snuggling together. i didn’t feel like moving much since christmas eve is meant for lazing around but i did answer back to a few work emails. plus the holidays aren’t the same without seungcheol. some of my friends and family have either called or texted me, wishing a happy holidays, merry christmas eve and updating me on the chaos preparations for the holiday parties or the new drama they learnt from family over the last few hours.

halfway through my movie marathon my eyes started to hurt and kkuma started to have zoomies around the apartment. it was to the point where i thought she was bouncing off the walls as she turns from one corner to the next. the moment i asked her if she wanted to go to the park, she immediately zoomed to grab her harness from the basket near the front door.

we made it down to the open grass field. there wasn’t as many people today since it’s a holiday. a few younger children were playing in the corner screaming and laughing with a rubber ball. one of the kids noticed kkuma and went zooming towards her. the little girl dressed in baby blue tracksuit with her pigtails flopping in the air stops halfway when she saw kkuma hid behind my legs. i kindly wave at the little girl smiling and crouch down towards kkuma. she hops into my arms and the little girl walks closer but remains at a respectful distance admiring her.

the younger girl waves at kkuma before darting back to her family. i wave kkuma’s paw in her direction before setting her back down and removing her leash. i run my fingers through her hair a few times before holding up her favorite bright green ball. her eyes light up in excitement as she stood tall on all four legs being attentive towards my hand. i draw my hand back tossing the ball a few feet away and kkuma zooms right after it.

in between tossing the ball back and forth with my fluff ball, i glance down at my phone. there was nothing. not a single text or call from him. i click on instagram and immediately get flooded with everyone’s holiday photos and videos of either cooking, playing games or opening presents. someone from my old high school posted her photos of her engagement ring she got the other day with her new fiancé. i swipe out of the app sighing to myself.

kkuma drops the ball in front of me and when i throw the ball i don’t realize the amount of force i used. she goes zooming again down the field but this time a little further than i am used to. i walk after her to make sure she is safe but she continues to run down the field. an uncomfortable pit in my stomach forms causing me to jog down after her.

“kkuma! kkuma! come here!” i shout after her.

kkuma continues to run not listening to me. her speed is mind boggling, considering she is tiny. it seem like she was getting further and further away.

when i finally spot a white fluff ball with a pink bow i notice her playing with a tall buff man in a pink hoodie. why does that hoodie look so familiar? i call out kkuma’s name hoping this time she will respond but she still continues to play with him. the man pushes himself up from grass and looks in my direction.

i stop in my tracks in disbelief when his face comes into clear view. dark brown eyes. bushy eyebrows. creamy moonlight skin. pouty lips. that can’t be him.

“i think we solved the argument over who kkuma loves more.” he calls out teasingly.

i slowly walk to him, still trying to process it’s him. seungcheol says something to kkuma and she goes flying towards me with him jogging lightly. they meet me halfway and it starts to settle that’s he’s here. he’s real. it’s not figment of my imagination.

“your dog is really cute.” he smirks walking up to me.

“thank you. her dad and i think she is really cute too.”

“oh, you’re taken? your boyfriend must have good taste having a cute dog and a cute girlfriend.”

“yeah, i would consider him lucky, but he does have a jealous side. so i wouldn’t want you to stand too close to me.”

seungcheol chuckles before pulling me into his embrace. i wrap my arms around him burying my face into the crook of his neck. the hollow feeling in my chest disappears filling up with oozing warmth. at the strength of seungcheol’s arms around me, i think we know who misses who more. kkuma jumps up at us barking and wanting attention but we were both too wrapped in each other to cave into her.

“what are you doing here?” i pull away enough to look at him.

“our schedule wrapped up early today and i asked if i could take an earlier flight back than everyone else.” his smile beaming from ear to ear. “i didn’t want to be away from you longer especially today.”

“i’m happy you’re home.” i lean up kissing the corner of his lips.

“me too.”

kkuma barks again after a few minutes of silent and we both look down at her chuckling. seungcheol reaches down to pet her again and she licks up his face while i clip her leash back to her harness and stuff her toys back into her bag. seungcheol takes the leash from me and i wrap my hand around his arm leaning my head in his shoulder as we walk back to the apartment.

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i rub my cheek against the soft surface underneath me when i feel seungcheol pull the blanket more to cover my body and protect me from the cold. his hand gently running up and down my back in a comforting motion. some people were talking on the tv but i couldn’t recognized the show, movie or video playing quietly in the background. i snuggle my face closer to his chest breathing in his woody clean scent.

“you know it’s creepy to stare.” i murmured, my eyes still closed.

“it’s creepy for random people who do not know you, not for someone who is in love with you.”

i look up at him from my eyelashes as the corner of lips rises at his words, “ugh, you’re home for less than twenty four hours and you’re already getting too clingy.” i joke, pushing myself off him.

seungcheol tightens the blanket and his arm around my body preventing me from leaving. i laugh falling back down to his chest.

“i have a little christmas present for you.”

“i thought i got my christmas present last night. it’s the reason i am sore today because someone clearly missed me.” i giggle.

“well, today is actually christmas day and this is more sentimental and something you can wear and not have it stuffed inside you.” he teases, handing me the small velvet box. “but i would be more than happy to oblige to the latter if you’re in the mood for some more.”

seungcheol kisses my temples and hands me the box. i exam the small velvet exterior suspiciously before flipping it open. a small gold chain bracelet with a heart charm at the center.

“oh my god, cheol!” i gasped staring at the box. “you shouldn’t have. this is so beautiful.”

“it’s the same one like mine so we can match” he holds his wrist next to the box. “you’re always running your fingers over mine so i thought why not get you one that matched.”

“you know the jewelry you’ve gotten me each year keep going down my body. first the earrings then the necklace and now a gold bracelet. should i be expecting a ring next year?” i joked, taking the bracelet out.

“well, we’ve talked about it a lot. maybe one day i will just randomly take you ring shopping without you realizing it.”

seungcheol helps me put on the bracelet around my wrist. i held up against the natural sunlight and it shines. i run my fingers over the bracelet. seungcheol has joked around in the past about getting a matching bracelet with me but i didn’t take him seriously. i didn’t realize my habit of running my fingers over his bracelet until he pointed it out to me a few months ago. it’s just a comforting thing but the fact he bought me one identical to his made me speechless.

“thank you, cheol. i love this but i hope you know that this doesn’t mean i will stop touching your bracelet.” i said sternly.

“i would never suggest such a thing.” he teased.

“i love you.”

“i love you more.”

i lean down taking his lips against mine. a bubbling sensation rises in stomach at the way he kisses me. this kiss is the complete opposite of last night. instead of fast, rough and eager, it’s slow, gentle and intimate as if he wanted to take his time. seungcheol kiss wasn’t a mission this time, it was a journey. his fingers roam up and down the side of my body and squeezes my waist. when i move my hips i feel something poking at the side of my inner thigh. it takes me a second to process it and i pull away from him biting back a full laugh.

“how are you hard already?”

“it can’t be helped when i am around you.” he says sheepishly. “plus you kept moving and it felt good.”

cindy lou who? || xu minghao

content warning: none // masterlist

i don’t even know how it got to this. all it took was one notification for me to tumble down into a dark spiral. my phone clutched tightly in my hands as i scroll through the same stories over and over again. the way his eyes gleam looking at her. it’s like my heart shatters a little harder every time i click back.

my phone buzzes flashing a notification with a new story added. i tap onto the next slide. my heart shatters at the sound of his voice calling her name while she giggles. his arms capture her small frame pulling her closer to him in their matching red and green outfits. a tear threatens to escape

“y/n! y/n!”

i blink away my tears at the sound of my name and look around. mingyu waves his hand signaling for me to come over. i didn’t realize everyone had moved over from the dining room to the kitchen island. i lock my phone wiping the tears at the rim of my eyes and join the party at the island.

various solo cups shatter around the island with different types of alcohol, seltzers, spritz and sodas. little conversations breaking out between the members.

“y/n, you need to catch up with us.” joshua hands me a cup of his concoction.

i eye the drink carefully trying to figure out what it is.

“don’t worry. it’s not the strong liquor. it’s just soju mixed with calpico.” minghao reassures me. “i made your drink separate from the others.”

minghao gestures to the three cups in front of him. i nod before chugging half of the cup and reach for another cup. as much as i hated the taste of alcohol, right now i needed something stronger. i reach for an empty cup and the bottle of whiskey mixing it with some cola. i take a small sip, the alcohol burning down my throat. my hand presses against my stomach at the taste of gasoline. i shut my eyes preventing myself from gagging at the taste.

somewhere in between two to four cups ago, i could feel the pain in my chest numbing out. my body begins to float feeling lighter with every disgusting sip. i get lost in different conversations between joshua, soonyoung, mingyu and chan. the many times we’ve jumped from one topic to the next gave me whiplash. one moment we were discussing our plans for new years to now everyone debating the best holiday within the year.

“y/n, you agree with me, right? christmas is the best time of the year.” joshua says trying to prove a point.

“actually, it’s the worse out of all the holidays. I don’t understand the happiness, love or warmth around it.” i deadpan taking a sip from my cup. “it seems very fake and commercial like, you know?”

“oh don’t be such a grinch, christmas isn’t the worse holiday.” soonyoung teases.

“if calling christmas the worse holiday ever to exist makes me grinch then so be it. i don’t even get why people get so happy celebrating it.” i spat.

the room falls silent for a moment. their eyes all exchanging looks with one another. did i just word vomit my subconscious thoughts? maybe a little. honestly i didn’t understand the grand scheme of the holiday anymore. the movies painting a perfect whirlwind magical story around this time of year. the happiness and love felt on the day surrounding yourself with people who deeply care and love you. none of it was real and if you believed in the magic of christmas then there would be a time when it burns out.

i excuse myself from the island to head for the bathroom when a tipsy seokmin reaches for the microphone to start up karaoke. my phone buzzed against my front pocket. i reach down seeing his notification again. my thumb hesitates to click on his name. uncomfortable knots form in my stomach making my body go uneasy. i bit my lip exhaling a shaky breath and slide my phone back into my pocket ignoring the notification.

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i giggle watching seungkwan and seungcheol bicker with one another over the song choice while seokmin happily sings random songs into the microphone. it’s been going on for the past ten minutes that they couldn’t decide on a song and seokmin being the one to entertain the rest of us. he has walked over to me to sing with him and join his antics but i kept shaking my head. he respects my boundary and quickly moves over to mingyu who tries to hush him away at first. the guys were always funny when drunk and it makes me forget things for a while watching them have fun.

“hey, are you sober enough?” minghao nudges his hip into mine.

“yeah, i slowed down with my drinking a few hours ago.” i mumbled lifting my cup of coffee and bottled water.

“okay, do you want to go outside with me for a few minutes and get away from all of this.” he gestures to our friends.

i glance around the room. everyone seemed too busy to notice what me or minghao were doing. joshua, mingyu, and chan were all at the table talking their heads off about their next trip. seungkwan and seungcheol and seokmin were taking over the karaoke machine. i notice wonwoo in the corner with jeonghan looking a bit zoned out. the others had already left early after their social battery died down.

i follow minghao out to the backyard. the air was chilly to point of seeing our breath in the air. the sky was pitch black with hardly any stars. i hated how hard it was to see the stars from where we lived. i always loved stargazing and forgetting everything for a few hours staring mindlessly.

“so when did you become a fan of strong liquor?”

“when instagram decided to remind me that i didn’t unfollow my ex’s second account and that he posted to his story happily together with the girl.”

“you still follow him?” i could feel the judgement in his voice but i didn’t have any care for it.

“i thought i had his accounts all blocked off but apparently i missed one because the user and profile photo weren’t anything related to him.”

“do you miss him? i saw you spiral a little staring at the same stories over and over.”

i shake my head, “no, i have moved on from him for a while now. it’s just… seeing those stories brought back old memories of him with me. you know like i am reliving the pain all over again.”

my throat burns from the cold. at least that is what i believe when i feel the tears threatening my eyes again. flashbacks of staying glued to my bed, and curtains shut while i mindlessly scroll through his socials for the first few days of the break up. the way i had to keep my composure together when i ran into my ex with his new girl a month after breaking up. she seem thoughtless of the tension as she stared back at me with her hand wrapped around his arm.

the tight knots in my stomach only getting worse as the dizziness hits me. minghao squeezes my hand bringing me to center. he stays silent for a minute or two longer before saying something.

“i have a surprise present for you. i didn’t want to give your christmas gift in front of everyone.”

minghao hands me a large box wrapped in grinch paper. i stopped myself from glaring at him but the paper didn’t do me any real harm. i rip through the paper tearing off the top only to find various love letters, a few ice skating tickets and a jar of collected flower petals. it doesn’t take much effort to remember all these things belonged to a certain brunette with green eyes.

“your present to me is all the stuff that remind me of my ex?”

minghao kneels down next to me and a soft clicking sound sparks a large fire in the pit. he stands dusting off his clothes and hands.

“i am gifting you one final good riddance of the past.”

minghao goes into a whole spiel about the reasons i am such a grinch during this time of year. honestly i don’t blame any of them for calling me grinch. it’s true. for two years i couldn’t stand the idea of people being happy especially couples. whenever i came across a couple doing cute winter things like ice skating, christmas shopping, baking or playing in the snow, i wanted to toss my phone at them or puke gas. it nearly killed me when i would see the way the guy’s eyes were beaming with admiration and love when looking at the girl. i used love this time of the year the most. it seemed to be the most magical to me but its crazy how one person or moment could change all of that magic.

“y/n you’re my best friend. it kills me to see that he stole the magic of this holiday for you. so i won’t allow that loser to ruin your favorite time of the year anymore. you already mopped for two years over him and he doesn’t even deserve another year of it. so why not set the things he gave you on fire and give yourself the proper goodbye to the broken you who was hurting over him.”

i look away from him to stare at the fire pit. my eyes glossy with tears at his words. for the first time tonight i was speechless. something warm fills my veins and it wasn’t from the heat of the fire. i nod processing his words. minghao was right about not allowing the memory of my ex taint my favorite time of the year. i may have moved on from him but there is still a tiny piece of me that has held onto the bitter of what he did around this time.

first i toss the love letters ins by one into the pit watching them burn into ashes. after i tossed the different tickets from our dates. each one sparkling to life as the fire grew. lastly i tossed the flower petals from all the bouquets he gave me. the cracking of the petals and paper ignites something inside of me. a heavy weight lifts off my shoulders watching everything turn into black ash.

i lean my head on minghao’s shoulder. he wraps his arm around my shoulder pulling me close to him.

“i love you, hao. thank you for being here with me.”

christmas bribes || yoon jeonghan

content warning: highly suggestive of sexual themes, MDNI, some fluff // masterlist

for the better half of the afternoon i have been browsing from one store to the next with jeonghan. jolly christmas songs drill into my head as we hope from store to store. various snowflakes and giant ornaments hang down from the ceiling along strings of twinkling lights. luckily the mall isn’t as crowded today around this time even after school is over and some people were rushing to go home after work. today’s mission was to finish shopping for the holiday season and begin wrapping presents.

i take a sip of my iced latte when a soft groan echoes behind me. i skim through another rack of clothes fighting back a chuckle. when i glance back i find jeonghan searching around the store for a place to sit. he sways from side to side at the soft pop holiday mix being played through the speakers.

“y/n, how long do i have go carry these bags around? we have been shopping and walking nonstop for hours.” he whines.

“we haven’t been shopping that long.” i push a shirt back on the rack to see the design better.

“yes, we have. it’s been two hours already. i have already been told five times from my apple watch to sit down and relax.”

“then you can just sit and relax until i am done.” i tease.

he glares at me, not pleased with my playful attitude. i knew was pushing his energy by staying out longer in the mall than i had originally planned. however i couldn’t turn away from all the clothes and other items in the store. it’s funny how when i am shopping for myself i literally can’t find anything, but when i am shopping for anyone else the store suddenly has cute items. jeonghan huffs a breath again displeased with me. he is always a bit cranky when he doesn’t get his nap on time.

“if you can give me ten more minutes then we can leave. also i can give you your surprise back at the apartment for being such an amazing boyfriend and shopping with me.”

“what kind of surprise?” he raises a suspicious eyebrow.

“if i tell you then it wouldn’t be much of a surprise.” i kiss his cheek before disappearing into a new rack of clothes to look at.

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“y/n! honey! where are you?”

“hannie! i am in here!” i shout from the spare room.

the door swings open and jeonghan walks in. his feet dragging behind him against the carpet covered in wrapped presents, scotch tape and ripped up pieces of wrapping paper. his eyes wander around the floor but the brown orbs stare a little longer at the stacked up gifts. he stood next to me and runs his hand down my back.

“do you feel better now that you’ve had your nap, grumpy?” i lean up to kiss him.

“ha ha ha. funny.” he rolls his eyes taking a seat. “how long have you’ve been wrapping gifts.”

“about forty-five minutes or so now. i couldn’t really get up from cuddling with you on the bed.”

“does that mean, i can steal you away for a break?” his fingers tracing soft circles into my back.

“you want your surprise, don’t you?” i arch an eyebrow.

“i didn’t stay at the mall for an extra ten minutes for nothing.” he hissed.

“you’re terrible. i am now debating if your surprise is worth giving.” i giggle getting to my feet. “you have to close your eyes first before i give it to you.”

jeonghan covers his eyes with hands. i rummage around the closet looking for a small box. the corners of my lips rise seeing jeonghan patiently cover his eyes with his legs criss crossed on the carpet. i hold back the temptation to kiss his cheek while he waited. i drop the bag onto his lap and he looks down.

“look at what i got your sister.”

“your surprise for me is the surprise christmas gift you’re getting my sister.”

“yeah, isn’t it a cute outfit for her to wear? i think she’ll look very stylish.”

jeonghan tosses a pillow at me from the couch. i squeal catching the pillow in my hands.

“you’re terrible. first you take me shopping without buying me a pretzel. second you bribe me. third you make the surprise i was bribed with about my sister.”

“you still love me even if i am terrible.”

“you’re right but that doesn’t mean i can’t be disappointed with y—“

i drop a small bag onto his lap and he takes it pulling out two white shirt with a cute bunny dressed in an elf costume. the last few trips to the mall jeonghan has picked up the shirt but always puts it down before leaving. today while shopping earlier i noticed jeonghan picking up the shirt and carrying it around the store but he ended up putting the shirt down again. when he wasn’t looking, i picked up the shirts and went straight to checkout with the other things i bought.

“you got us matching shirts?”

“yes, you love it when we match.”

“i love matching with cheol.” he deadpans.

“you know what, maybe i should return the gift or maybe i should give to one of the other members to match with.” i snatched the shirt from him. “i heard seokmin likes to do matching couple things.”

jeonghan chuckles and wraps his hand around my wrist pulling me back. warm shivers run down my spine at his touch making butterflies fly around my stomach. i topple into his lap. he secures his arms around my waist to keep me from leaving him.

“honey, i am kidding. i love the shirts. the fact we are matching makes it even more special.”

“really?”

“yeah. it’s just i was hoping my surprise was going to be you.” he scratches the back of his neck.

“oh, that’s not much of a surprise but it can be arranged.” i smirk, feeling his hands squeezing my waist.

jeonghan pulls me closer capturing his lips against mine. i turn my body to straddle his waist hooking my arms around his neck. his hands roam my body as i ground my hips to his. a soft groan escapes my mouth at the thrilling feeling of his hard on brushing my clothed core. his fingers slip under my top reaching for my breast. he massages softly at first then moves more rough earning himself a few moans. i slide off my top giving him better access to my breast. his lips trail down my neck to my collarbone.

my brain was too fogged to even realize his other hand had slipped down between my thighs. his fingers brushing against my throbbing core. he wastes no time pushing aside my shorts and panties my head falls back at the stretch. i can’t remember the last time i felt this good.

“who knew wrapping and opening presents can be such a turn on for you.” he chuckles feeling his words vibrate as he nips at my chest.

“must be a newly discovered kink.” i breathed.

jeonghan captures my lips again. one second he’s kissing like we have all the time in world and the next he’s kissing me like his life depends on it. the back and forth had my head spinning. the doorbell goes off. i pull away from him for a second but he brings my face back to his. the doorbell goes off again and after a minute it rings again.

“hannie, that’s the takeout i order for us. one of us should go get it.” i press my hand against his chest.

“can’t we just ignore them? we were kind building up to something here.” he mutters out annoyance.

“not unless you want to deal with hangry me. i promise you there will be many more building up to things if you feed me first.”

“i will go get the door.” he gently places me on the side and gets to his feet.

“you know with the food we consume we’ll have more energy for our late night activities.” i call out.

seungcheol

jeonghan

joshua

jun

hoshi

wonwoo

woozi

the8

mingyu

dk

seungkwan

vernon