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Jinyoung ♥ : You awake?

You immediately flip over onto your stomach as you excitedly swipe to reply to his text.

Yeah! Why are you still up? You should be resting…

Jinyoung smiled from the other side of the screen, your concern for him filling him with warmth at the thought of you being concerned for him. He sunk himself further into the seat of the transport van, pulling his drawstring to bring his hoodie tighter around his face. He waves to his manager who spots him from the rear view mirror. 

“Can you drop me off?” he whispers, careful not to wake the members, who are fast asleep in the seats surrounding him. He sees the nod of his manager’s head, and smiles as he goes back to reply to your text.

Jinyoung ♥: I miss you, I’m on my way over. I’ll be there in 20. 

You feel your eyes pop out of your head as you receive his text, and you bolt out of bed. 

20 minutes.

That gave you enough time to tame your hair, throw on a shirt over your very minimal sleepwear, and throw all the trash in your room under your bed, and throwing all the rest of the mess around your apartment underneath the couch and into the closet.

Jinyoung would most likely notice the next morning, but it was so late that you were sure he wouldn’t notice nor care. Just as you rinsed out your mouth after brushing your teeth, you get a text from Jinyoung letting you know that he had arrived, you buzz him up, and wait at the front door until you hear a quiet almost inaudible knock at the door. 

You tug on the door to open it and as you do, you’re greeted with an exhausted Jinyoung, his eyes bloodshot, lips dry, but his mouth tugged into a slight coy smirk.

“Hey there,” you smile gently, pulling him into your apartment and shutting the door behind him before pulling him into your arms. 

His body slumps into you as he allows you to take up some of his body weight, placing his arms around you, one of his hands coming up to cup the back of your head. 

You turn to place a kiss on his cheek.

“I missed you,” you whispered, realizing that your cheeks were damp with tears.

You pull back to place a chaste kiss on his chapped lips, then pull to lead him to your bedroom. He pauses to to kick off his shoes and place them neatly beside yours, then follows you into your room.

Upon entering, you show him down onto the mattress, and climb on top of the bed, on top of him. You start at his face them make your way down the side of his jaw before your lips make contact with his neck, he places his hands on your shoulders to stop you. 

He looks at you, blinking slowly, “Sorry my love, not tonight.” he smiles apologetically. You shake your head.

“It’s alright,” you say, slipping to lay beside him instead. You use his arm as a pillow, resting your head, and turning to look at him, “you must be drained. Let’s go to bed.”

Jinyoung chuckles, his hand ruffling your hair, “You’re so adorable,” he cooes, you pout and laugh teasingly as you pull at his skinny jeans, “take these off then turn off the lights.” 

He groans, getting up to do as you asked. You scoot yourself under the blankets as the lights in your room flip off, and you feel the mattress shift beside you as Jinyoung shuffles himself under the covers, he pulls you closer to him, resting his hand on the side of your face, his thumb stroking your cheek. Your hands move to rub his arm soothingly. You fall asleep to his already sleeping face, and the warmth of his body next to yours.

The next morning, you’re awakened by a ringing cell phone and you groggily reach over to your bedside table to grab your cell phone only to find it had died. You flip onto your other side to Jinyoung who had also woken up to grab his phone. 

“Hello,” he answers, his voice low and croaking. He pauses for a moment, listening intently, rubbing the back of his head, “okay, I understand, I’ll be out in a minute.”

You frown sadly, watching as Jinyoung turns to you, his face apologetic.

“Sorry, I have to get going,” he hums, “we have an early rehearsal for Music Bank.”

You nod sadly, and Jinyoung leans down to kiss you before slipping out from under the covers, you arrange yourself to sit up on your elbows as Jinyoung searches for his pants, which he has draped over the back of your chair then pulling them on. 

“Want me to make you some coffee before you go?” you ask, and he turns to smile at you, adjusting his outfit before making his way to your side of the bed. “No, I’m good, thank you,” he says, placing a kiss to your temple, “go back to bed, I can let myself out.”

You nod, your eyelids drooping.

“Okay, thanks for coming by, I missed you,” Jinyoung responded with a kiss.

“Love you,” he said.

“Love you too,” you reply, and just like that, he was gone, as fast as he came and you couldn’t help but think that his being there has been just a dream, that your loneliness caused your mind to imagine the entirety of last night. 

Your fingers reach for his side of the bed and find the sheets still warm from Jinyoung’s touch. You smile and close your eyes, reassured and finally able to sleep.

**unedited**

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You nodded, grabbing a glass for yourself, “care to join me?”

“Yeah, just let me get dressed first,” he grinned, turning towards your bedroom..

“No, no,” you stop him, “stay in the towel. It’ll give me easy access later.”

You wink, grabbing another glass, and laugh as you watch Yugyeom’s cheeks flush scarlet. 

A glass of wine later, you sit in the living room on the couch, Yugyeom sitting on the floor between your legs as you finish towelling off his damp hair.

He leans against your knee, enjoying the feeling of your fingers running through his hair.

Two glasses of wine later, the two of you sit on the couch, cuddled under a blanket, watching the newest episode of some reality TV show.

“I’m cold,” Yugyeom whines, his cheeks tinged red from the alcohol.

You glance over and laugh, “Well then you should’ve put on some clothes instead of wearing nothing but a towel. Are you drunk already?”

He shakes his head, “no, no, no. Of course not. I’m just a little bit buzzed.”

“Uhuh, definitely,” you agree sarcastically, “no more alcohol for you.”

You reach over the blanket to move aside Yugyeom’s glass. He groans, stopping you with a hand over yours. You sigh, passing him the glass the half empty bottle of wine.

“Knock yourself out,” you laugh.

The weight and stress of the day seemed to melt away with the help of Yugyeom and the wine, and you smile warmly at the sight of him trying to pour another glass for himself, his hands shaky, his speech slurred as he curses under his breath.

He had never really been much of a drinker.

“Okay,” you say, “it’s getting late. How about we put this away and head to bed?”

You stand, shaking the blanket off of you as you take the cup and bottle from Yugyeom’s hands.

“I’m hungry,” you hear him whine as you return the stuff to the kitchen. You turn around to see your partner wrapped in the blanket, pouting and flushed.

“I’m hungry,” he repeats.

“You didn’t have dinner before I got home?”

He shook his head cutely, “I haven’t eaten all day.”

You laugh, moving to open the fridge and pull out some leftover chinese takeout from the other night, “aw poor baby, the only thing you’ve had all day was a couple of glasses of wine.”

“I’m really starving.”

“Yeah, I know, that’s the whole reason I-” you turn again, boxes of takeout in hand, and are greeted by the sight of Yugyeom, still flushed, the blanket draped around his lower back and the crook of his elbows, leaving his chest and shoulders bare.

He looked godly, and you bit your lower lip at the sight. You set the food back into the fridge. Yugyeom’s expression darkened, his eyes hazing over with lust.

“Oh, you meant…” your eyes widen in realization.

“Get on the table,” he grunted, and you ginned widely, moving towards the table at barely a crawl.

Drunk Yugyeom dripped with sex. His usual goofy demeanor was replaced by confidence, sensuality, and best of all, he lost his filter and became open and honest about what he wanted, and when he wanted it.

“Now,” he said, his words bringing your focus back to him.

You move quickly, hopping up to sit on top. You watch Yugyeom as he glides over to you, stopping only a few inches away from you.

He peers down at you through half lidded eyes , then stoops to press his full lips against yours. You opened to him, his tongue slipping past your lips with a ferocious hunger. He deepened the kiss, running his hands down your back, then to the flesh of your hips. The blanket fell to the ground below, leaving Yugyeom covered in nothing but his towel from his shower. He tasted of red wine and burning passion.

You pull away, “baby, you’re drunk.”

A low groan escapes your mouth as he switches to sucking on your neck.

“So?” he hums against your skin, “I want you.”

You smile knowingly, “how do you want me?”

“On the table,” he says, “I want to taste you.”

“Yessir.”

You hop off of the table long enough to strip off your underwear before Yugyeom coaxes you back on the table.

“Open,” he nudged your knees apart, and slipped his hand between your legs. Your eyes widened as he slid his fingers over your throbbing core.

You spread yourself for him, watching the corners of his mouth curve as he slipped his fingers into you. He fell into a steady rhythm, curling his fingers just right. Your eyes glazed over, your breathing coming out in short pants as you lost yourself to the pleasure he stirred within you.

A flush covered your cheeks as the pace of his fingers increased, and you gasped out his name.

“Right there,” you moaned, “I’m so close.”

Yugyeom pulled his fingers from your heat, and your eyes shot open.

“Why’d you stop?” you hissed, your gaze snapping to his.

“Because I’m hungry,” he said, and you watched as his tongue ran over his fingers, cleaning your essence off of them, “you’re so sweet. You taste so good.”

He rolled you onto your back, fighting the urge to take you right there. Dropping to his knees, he pulled your hips to the edge of the table, hooking your thighs over his shoulders. He didn’t waste any time taking you with his mouth.

His tongue thrust into you, lapping at your heat, before moving to your clit.

Finally, he licked circles around the sensitive bud. You moaned and shook under him, your hips moving steadily against his mouth.

You ground your hips as far as you could while he took his time alternating between your bud and your entrance. The broad stroke of his tongue worked magic against you. Moans escaped you as he worked his mouth over you. He made a point to tease you, nipping and sucking at you, leaving marks along the soft skin of your inner thighs.

You could hear yourself begin to chant his name as you felt your orgasm creep up on you. He lifted his hands back to your entrance, opting to suck on your slit while his fingers pumped rapidly inside of you.

When he curled his fingers to hit that spot inside of you that made you see stars you felt your orgasm rip through you. You convulsed around his fingers, and Yugyeom continued to suck and pump until your body stopped shaking. He leaned back, standing to take in the view of you lying there, sex swollen, a look of completion on your face.

“Thanks for the meal,” you raised your head, catching his gaze as he licked the remains of your orgasm off of his lips. Your eyes made their way down to the tent of his own arousal.

You sat up, grinning widely as your fingers reached to tug at the towel.

“Now, let me return the favour.”

**unedited**

He knew it was the middle of the night, and that he had more work to get done in the following days.

This was probably the only time he’d had within the next little while to spend with you. He had the rest of the day off after his late night radio taping ended, and although it would make more sense to see you later on that day when the sun had already risen, he wanted to see you now.

And so, within the hour, he found himself at your doorstep.

As tired and exhausted as he felt, the moment you open the door, confused and half-asleep, he felt a small rush of energy as his heart swelled.

“Sorry, I was sleeping and just saw your text,” you yawn, welcoming him in.

You had been sleeping when you heard the doorbell ring, and awoke to a text from Minseok, letting you know that he was on his way, followed by another text letting you know he was waiting outside your door.

You open the door to see an exhausted Minseok. He stumbles in after you and follows you back to your room,, rummaging through your closet and pulling out a set of pyjamas that he kept at your place for whenever he spent the night.

“How was the radio show?” you ask, glancing at the clock on your bedside table that reads two in the morning.

He smiles softly, slipping out of his street clothes and setting them aside neatly.

“Good,” he says, “sorry for waking you, I just never get a chance to see you nowadays.”

You shake your head and stride from sitting on the edge of the bed to help him do up the buttons of his soft flannel pyjamas.

“No, no,” you smile, “I’m glad to see you.”

You finish with the buttons, and pat his chest affectionately. He wraps his arms around you, kissing your lips gently as the two of you jump under the covers of your bed.

The sheets feel softer, warmer, more inviting with Minseok there. You hold each other closely, your fingers playing with and running through his hair absentmindedly the way he liked.

Both tired, and half-awake, you fall asleep in the comfort of each other’s embrace, mid-conversation over your plans to go out for breakfast later that morning.

In the end, the two of you end up opting to sleep in, wrapped up in the sheet and one another.

**unedited**

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A tall, chic looking man wearing shades and a long designer coat steps in and places his order. You man the bar, along with your coworker who takes orders from the drive through, leaving your third friend and coworker to deal with the front register.

Moments after the man orders, you hear your friend curse under her breath.

“What’s wrong?” you ask, placing a finished latte on the bar, “soy latte for Kim!”

“I forgot to ask for the name of the guy in the sunglasses,” she whispers, “and he ordered like the same thing as everyone else.”

You sigh, nudging her back to the register, as you notice the growing line, “just write whatever. I’ll figure it out.”

She scribbles something onto the back of the cup and hands it to you before going back.

You don’t think twice about the cup, until you’re reading out the cup names of the three identical drink orders.

“Small dark roast blend for Alex,” you call, “small dark roast blend for Joy, small dark roast blend for ‘man with nice dimples’.”

You don’t realize what you’ve said, so you finish handing out the bastch of drinks when the man wearing the sunglasses approaches the bar, removing his glasses to reveal his eyes.

“Sorry, was the man with nice dimple supposed to be me?” he asks, and you freeze as you look up and make eye contact with him.

He smiles at you, and you feel yourself hold your breath as you see how even more stunning he was without his eyes covered. You note that your friend was correct about him having nice dimples.

You laugh awkwardly, and hand him the drink in your hand.

“Sorry, my coworker forget to ask for your name.” you mutter out your apology, averting your gaze to anywhere but him again.

“Well was she right?” he asks, smiling as he reads the back of the cup.

You tilt your head in confusion, and he taps the writing in clarification, “about me being the man with nice dimples.”

Your entire body seizes up as he jokingly waits for your answer, and the only thing you find yourself doing is stammering back a response at him.

“Yes, yes, she is… you’re very attractive,” you smile as he laughs, thanking you for both the drink and the compliment, before he leaves, and you feel like you can finally breathe again.

Your embarrassment from earlier is still apparent from the flush of your cheeks, and you try to distract yourself from your coworkers laughing by getting back to work.

Hurriedly, you return to the bar and the amount of orders that has piled up during your short conversation. You groaned, one hour down, three more to go.

**unedited**

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