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Finding out they’re not your Boys Planet picks; a thread! (k group ver!)
s.hanbin, gunwook, seunghwan, junhyeon x gn!reader
genre: fluff (it’s suggestive with seunghwan but nothing actually happens)
a/n: i’m soz it’s so short! i was v busy and had little time to write more. i will be making plenty more parts, rest assured! tysm to my fave anon for the req 🫶
after the first elimination, the air was tense. you could glance around the room and see everyones heads hanging low, losing motivation to work. reluctantly, mnet decided to give them a day out. visit family, walk your dog, run away to another country while you still have the chance, the choice was theirs! some trainees decided to see their significant others, only to find out their first picks!! spoilers: it wasnt them 😔
trainees after the cut!!
Sung Hanbin
the moment the boy left the building, he began giggling. he quickly dialed your number, giving it a ring.
“hello? who is this?”
“psst! it’s your #1 boys planet pick..” he whispered with a goofy smile, his hand up to the speaker of the device as if he was talking on a walkie-talkie
“kim jiwoong? how’d you get my number?!” your innocent joke made hanbins smile drop, losing all the childish love-drunk emotions as before. “nevermind. i was planning to surprise you with dinner but you should just go with jiwoong.” though you couldnt see him, you already knew the face he was making. to a *tea*. with his tongue stuck out, following by a whiny pout that you couldn’t help but gush over.
“baby, you know i was playing. come over!”
hanbin narrowed his eyes, his pout getting replaced by a thin line. “is he actually your first though?”
“well… that’s-“
you were immediately left with the call hanging up, making you groan. you held you phone away from you, counting to 5 with your other hand before you felt a familiar vibration.
“why didn’t you call me back to beg for a second chance?”
“i didnt have to.”
“just like you didnt have to vote for me?”
you sighed out, sending an unimpressed face through the screen (that hanbin definitely picked up on!) and clicked your tongue.
“sung hanbin. you’re over 70 countries first pick!”
“i don’t want 70 countries, i want you~“
you sighed at his comment, laughing lightheartedly before cracking another joke (he seems not to appreciate your humor these days!)
“what so if you ranked second but i was voting for you, you’d be okay?”
“…”
neither of you were particularly good at lying. often times it was great for communication! but a lot of times, it means petty back-and-forth’s like this.
“baby, i am voting for you. but the app makes you vote 6 people”
“blocking you as we speak..” he whined, very unsatisfied with your response. you began softly mumbling ‘nooooo!’
“okay okay! you can take his place as my first pick.”
“…and you have to stop voting him!”
“babbyyyyy :((”
hanbin scoffed, pulling the phone from his ear yet again. “beep beep beep!”
“okayyyy!! i’ll stop voting for kim jiwoong.”
he smiled, now suddenly going back to his gushy nature. “if you say so~ you excited to see me?”
you were happy to have your puppy-like boyfriend back, humming a response.
“so excited! were are going?”
Kum Junhyeon
when you heard a knock at the door, you curiously looked through the peephole. who would show up at this hour? you swore you didn’t have any packages. your eyes light up, immediately opening up the door and embracing an exhausted hyeon.
“how did you get here?” was the first question you managed, running your fingers through his hair. he muttered something about an off day and you chose not to question it.
“youre just in time, i was just getting around to voting” you hummed, gesturing to the couch where the mnet app was open. you began your routine you’ve been doing since the voting first opened, scrolling through the trainees clearly on a mission to find someone specific. junhyeon peered from behind your shoulder, smiling at how cute you looked as you proudly voted for your boyfriend.
“wait! i was right there” he pointed to his name, chuckling at the way you began scrolling back over to his name. his smile faded quickly though, watching as you clicked gyuvins name and scrolled past. he then chuckled at you again, shaking his head before resting it on your shoulder. “kum. not kim you goof”
he felt your shoulder tense, making him smile at the way you sheepishly went back to his name, voting him instead of replacing gyuvin. junhyeon tilted his head unsuspectingly. “did you mean to vote gyuvin too?”
“i uh.. actually forgot to vote for you.. but its just-”
“do you not vote for me?” his eyebrows furrowed, raising his head off your shoulder suspiciously.
“well no! its just, i was just trying to get gyu-“
“so gyuvin is your first pick??”
you stammered, unsure of how to respond. junhyeon pouted, shaking your shoulders in an attempt to get a word out of you.
“well he’s cute!”
“am i not?”
“you’re.. getting there” you pinched his cheek, making him tilt his head in confusion.
“getting there?”
you began mocking his “junhyeon is fiveeeee” making jun look at you with 😐
“so im cringey and gyuvin is really cute?”
“….”
junhyeon grabbed your phone from you, resetting the vote and picking himself. he furrowed his eyebrows in confusion, pointing the phone at you. “why cant i submit?” you attempted to grab the phone only to have him yank it away from you.
“you have to vote 6! not just you.”
you watched as he began randomly clicking trainees, submitting it for you before you could argue. you could only sigh, gently taking his hand in yours.
“nice to see again you too i guess.”
Park Gunwook
after planning a meetup, you decided on a cute park to waltz around in. gunwook had showed up first, kicking rocks while scanning the area every so often for you. the moment gunwook locked his eyes on you, he wrapped an arm around your shoulder with a grin.
“miss me?”
“of course i did! ive been watching just for you, i’m proud of you so far” you kissed his cheek, making gunwook do that smug grin he always does. that was all the push he needed to keep working hard. the image of you watching him excitedly and reacted at everything he said made gunwook giddy, already ready for his next mission to impress you more.
as the two of you continued walking, gunwook suddenly looked to you with a sympathetic pout. “you know, i kinda feel bad for you.”
you wordlessly tilted your head, wanting to hear an elaboration.
“it must be so boring watching each episode when there‘s nobody that even compares to me” he sighed out dramatically, looking off into the distance as if he was saying it to some hidden camera. you laughed, hitting his shoulder lightly. gunwook doesn’t relent, staying in character effortlessly as he continued what he was doing.
“am i right?”
“not really. there’s matthew.”
gunwook stopped what he was doing, sending you flying backwards with the sudden halt. he then sat in silence, trying to process this new information.
“oh.. matthew…. yeah him…” he pretended to ponder this for a second, his eyes looking up as he slowly nodded. what he was thinking of exactly, you weren’t sure. he then shrugged in an attempt at nonchalance.
“that kid-“
“he’s older than you..”
“that adult, is like, really weak. i beat him in arm wrestling easily” he continued, flexing his arm to further show off.
“that’s not why i like him babe.”
“it’s not??” his eyebrows furrowed in confusion. not in a condescending manner, gunwook was genuinely confused as to how that has nothing to do with matthews appeal. you laugh, shaking your head softly.
“then why??”
you began to mimic the iconic ‘i love you, i want you, seok matthew’ hand gesture only for gunwook to start groaning in annoyance. he waved his hand, an ‘oh please’ expression. he then did his signature salute, shaking his hand dramatically as a reference to when his hand had a tremor from nervousness. you hit his shoulder, laughing lightheartedly.
“baby. i mean he’s cute.”
“well.. i *am* younger than him..” he says, twisting your words on you. gunwook began raising his hands, but before he could even raise them above his chest you gently held them with your own, stopping whatever aegyo he was about to do.
“you are plenty cute gunwook.” his eyes furrowed, clearly unsatisfied.
“if i’m stronger, and cuter than him. then why aren’t i your favorite??”
“who said anything about favorites?” you asked him with a pout.
“well is he?”
“…”
“see!” he whined, dramatically walking off with small stomps.
you followed up after him, giving him a free teasing pokes to his arm. “is my baby jealous??”
“am not!”
“yuh-huh!” you teased further, making him scoff at even the idea of being jealous.
“let me show you how… how.. unbothered i an by this!”
he then grabbed your hand (in a *totally* non jealous way!) and dragged you with him as you continued to waltz around the park.
“it’s okay gunwook~ he may be my favorite trainee but there’s no replacing you!”
“there better not be.” he mumbled, giving you a slight side eye. he then paused, turning around to face you and before pointing at your face.
“…. but i’m not jealous!”
Lee Seunghwan
you had decided to wait for him outside of the building, the butterflies you had forgotten about creeping up onto you when you finally saw him again. his eyes lit up, quickly embracing you as if the world was gonna crash any second. you kissed both his cheeks, smiling at his usual clingy behavior.
“you’ve been having fun?” seunghwan pouts, shaking his head quickly.
“oh baby it’s terrible, only you could fix the stress i have right now” he slyly wrapped his arm around your waist. you sighed, but did nothing to stop his roaming hands. seunghwan buried himself in your neck, trailing soft love bites all over your neck and collar bone.
“really? in public hwan?”
he let out a bitter laugh. “after those trainees, i need some stress relief.”
you clicked your tongue, gently combing through his hair.
“you mean daeul and junhyeon?”
“you’ve been watching??” he looks up at you, a shocked expression. you could only nod at him, continuing your soothing motion with your hands. “i actually really like them! especially daeul.”
seunghwan narrowed his eyes at you, looking at you hesitantly. he was quite offended honestly! how could you like daeul after the side eyes he sent the boys way..
“what? more than me?” you sat there and thought about it, which only offended your boyfriend further. “i was joking babe.”
“shh! i’m thinking!” he rolled his eyes, taking your hand off his scalp. he mouthed dramatically ‘WERE. OVEERRRR’ making you click your tongue again.
“babe! it’s not that big of a deal”
“it is though, cause what do you mean you can’t pick between your *boyfriend*… and daeul” you stammered, trying to defend yourself
“well he’s just cute!”
“can he sing as well as me?”
“well no but-“
“can he dance as well as me?”
“i mean no..”
“can he rap as well as me?”
“… no…”
“and is he better looking than i am?” seunghwan finished, an expecting look. you pouted, shaking your head slowly. he joined you, shaking his head much faster than you.
“so why is it a hard choice?”
you stuttered again, avoiding eye contact. “you’re just jealous!”
he gently grabbed onto your waist again, bringing you closer. “yes. i am. im not sharing you with anyone else. not even hanbin” he said, *finally* walking you away from the entrance of the building. you continued to bicker with him, punching him on the arm at one point. he stuck his tongue out, not even able to blow a raspberry before you touched the tip of your tongues together jokingly. his grip your waist tightened, with his eyebrows furrowing.
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Hi hello good evening! This is my first time writing something smut-adjacent so bear with me, sorry if this isn't as,, intensive as you were hoping it would be lol but uh, enjoy!
Warnings: mild descriptions of sex noises
Disclaimer: this is a work of fiction!! These are my own thoughts, feel free to disagree
If he thinks something feels good, you and anyone who comes near your room will know. He also tends to talk during, whether it be dirty talk & teasing, or trying to have a conversation with you while in the act.
Hwichan
Sweet, pretty moans and whines the whole time except for when he's praising you. He also has a tendency to giggle occasionally.
Sebin
Mr. Talkative pt. 2, he praises and compliments you at least as much as he moans. Has no awareness of his volume.
Hangyeom
He was a bit quiet at the start of your relationship but you encouraged him to be more vocal, telling him how much you loved it and that it lets you know he feels good too. Now he makes as much noise as he feels like.
Jaehan
Was and sometimes still is a bit self-conscious about being very loud, but oftentimes can't help it now that he's completely comfortable with you, and with himself.
Xen
Soft, breathy moans; not always loud but he can get loud. He prefers whispering dirty things in your ear.
Jehyun
He moans a lot but he's quieter. He loves to press him face into your neck and kiss you while still moaning.
Yechan
He tries to talk to you during sex but often cuts himself off by moaning. Another one that's not fully aware of how loud he can be, but doesn't moan as frequently.
Hyuk
He rarely moans outright, mostly making low, quiet noises. He prefers to listen to you moan than to hear himself.
Kevin
He can be shy about making much noise, but when he does he tends to whine more than moan. When he does moan, he usually does so with his face buried in the crook of your neck.
Sweet quiet boy is usually pretty quiet in bed too. Sometimes he can be a bit shy about making much noise, but oftentimes it's just that he's more of the "quiet enjoyer" type, relishing the time together and the feeling and your noises more than he's concerned about vocalizing himself.
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genre. assassin au. fluff.
warnings. slightly graphic dialogue. use of guns and daggers. meaningless side character death. yongha being an entire cutie.
pairing. husband!yongha x fem!reader.
wc. 1k.
request. no.
a/n. first wei fic woohoo written for my favourite yongha obsessed soulmate @eternalgyu <3
“Take one more step and I shoot.” The threat echoed against the walls of the empty warehouse and you scrunched your eyes shut tightly, taking a breath and trying to reach the dagger you had on hand without anyone noticing. It was hard to do anything discreetly when you were being held so tightly against your target’s body, a gun barrel pressed up to your temple. You dared to open your eyes to catch another glance at what Yongha was doing.
It was a bit hard to see in the dark, but you could just make out a stealthy shadow travelling along the second floor of the warehouse; overseeing everything happening below from the railing. You were confident that even if you couldn’t get out of this yourself, Yongha wouldn’t let any other man even lay a finger on you. He was sort of possessive when he came to that. You were sure your husband was already fuming at just seeing you trapped in the arms of a man you both should have been able to have taken out by now.
You would have had the situation completely under control if your target hadn’t prepared backups. Taking down 1 man twice your size was one thing, but 3 all at once was a little more of a task for you. You were strong for a woman, sure, but men towering well above 6 feet still had an overwhelming physical advantage. That was why you didn’t even try to struggle in the hold of your captor. Staying calm and grabbing hold of your dagger was the best chance you had.
“If you have any sense of self-preservation left in you, you’ll let her go now before I blast your brains out.”
The response came twice as harsh as the original threat— right on brand for Yongha. You held back a scoff. Of course your husband would jump straight to that. Though, that was part of the reason you loved him, you supposed.
The next moments flashed by in the blink of an eye. You felt that arm around you loosen just slightly, most likely from a shiver running up the man’s spine at your husband’s chilling warning. This gave you just enough room to grab the dagger strapped to your leg and ram it into the man’s side. A gunshot fire was heard half a second later; Yongha’s excellent aim ensured the bullet seared right through the man’s skull.
You let out a relieved sigh. Even though your life might not have been in danger (you could always tell when your target would be too scared to actually pull a trigger), it was still nice to not have the scruffy arms of a man with a long history of illegal activity holding you in place. The only arms belonging to a man that you would willingly let yourself be held by were Yongha’s; and for the record, he smelled pleasantly of musk and freshly washed dress suits.
“Wanna go catch dinner? All that drama stirred up an appetite.” You heard your husband’s playful tone sound through the room as he jumped down from the banister. You smiled as you picked up your gun again and placed it back in its holster. You always found Yongha’s voice shifts from when he was threatening someone to when he was talking to you to be entertaining.
“Will you buy me a filet mignon? I’m in the mood for something fancy.” You replied back in the same playful tone he had offered.
“If you dress up nice.” He shrugged and flashed you a flirty grin.
“Deal.”
An hour later you were dressed in a velvet black evening dress, sipping expensive tasting wine across your husband. For missions he always wore his hair tied up, but for dinner dates, he let the long dark strands down, styled only slightly. You loved how perfectly his hair framed his face, contrasting nicely with the white silk suit he had adorned instead of his usual work attire.
He was trying his best to keep a straight face, but whenever your eyes met his, he couldn’t help how his lips quivered and eventually formed a cute smile. Given how soft he was with you and his friends, you wondered how it was even possible he was good at his job— he was acting like a smitten boy in love, and not as if a man had just died at his hands an hour ago (very deservingly).
“Are you drunk already? Your face is flushed.” You took the first opportunity you could to tease him. Seeing him get all shy and smitten never got old.
“No! The food hasn’t even gotten here, we barely started drinking.” He hushed you, his eyes darting around to the other tables of couples or groups of friends all dressed to the nines. And then with a hesitant whisper, he asked, “Are you sure we really fit in here?”
You giggled. In terms of looks alone, no one would question you or Yongha. You had both dressed appropriately for the 5-star restaurant, and either one of you had a stare that could kill. Yongha seemed to always be a little too precautionary when out in public.
“What? You want to leave before we get our steak?” You raised your eyebrow at him as you sipped more of the dark red wine. Your husband shook his head slightly, seeming to relax a little, but still be on edge. You could barely focus on anything other than how endearingly his cheeks were flushed.
“You wanted steak, so you will get steak.” He said simply with a smile, “From my wallet.” He added as an afterthought, making both of you break out into soft laughter.
You loved to relax like this with your husband after a mission, both of you lost in the other's eyes for a couple hours as you wound down from the high stress of your job. As long as you had each other, whether it was on a mission or sitting across the dinner table, you were content with life.
