#dongsung

┆彡 HUN [ 훈 ]

i feel like he would try to act cool about it

keyword: try.

the second he realizes its his hoodie on you, his hands become clammy, heart thumping and mind forgetting every word

you just look too good in it and he has to pull himself together

"baby, is something wrong?" you asked, walking up to him. his eyes were looking everywhere but you, trying to thonk of a normal response.

"no, i mean. yes. nice, uh, nice hoodie" he said, toying with his earring. it was a little too big but it just made you look way too cute. you frowned at his unusual stillness.

"i would assume so, it's yours, silly" you giggled and wrapped your arms around him. hun cleared his throat, glad that you can't see the tips of is ears turning red.

"i know" he said weakly and you just smiled to yourself.

┆彡 JAEHYUN [ 재현 ]

genuinely offended at first…

like hello he was looking for it and also, don't you have like a milion of yours?

but then you take it off and he's even more offended???

jaehyun stared at th hoodie, which you playfully threw at him.

"whatever, i'll take mine"

"no, wait, actually, can you put it on again?" he asked, puppy eyed. confused, you obliged. he stared at you, a wide smile painting on his lips "i changed my mind. you can have any hoodie you want. in fact, you should throw away yours and just wear mine"

"because…?" you laughed.

"it shows the world that you're mine"" jaehyun hummed happily and started smothering your face in messy, wet kisses.

┆彡 HWESEUNG [ 회승 ]

probably didn't even realize at first, only when you pointed it out

something tugs at his heart, leaving him speechless

he can't stop smiling tbh :"")

"also, i grabbed your hoodie accidentally. i hope you don't mind" you blurted out suddenly, snuggled into hwe. he frowned, tilting his head to see what you meant.

a feeling of pride and possessiveness flashed across his heart, but the softest smile painted on his lips.

"i don't. you can keep it if you want, it suits you" he hummed, reaturning bak to his original position so you could continue snuggling into him. and when your hand, drowning n his sleeve, came up to grab his - his heart melted on the spot.

┆彡 DONGSUNG [ 동성 ]

SHY BABY:(

stares, mouth lightly agape

100% brushes it off when you confront him about it

when you walked into the kitchen with his hoodie on, dongsung froze for a split moment.

"were you cold?" he just asked, quickly continuing his previous actions.

"mpf, a little. because someone left me" you whined and came up to hug his back. he stared at your hoodie paws for a moment, trying to ignore his racing heart. "sungie, your ears are red."

he cleared his throat.

"it's, uh, hot. the heat from the pan— no but…" he protested when you started to pull away. "please, stay"

so you did, not realizing what are you doing to his poor heart<3

masterlist <3

CHA HUN

Hun thinks cuddles are a vital part of the relationship. He'll give you at least one hug a day, and if he doesn't get at least one, he will start sulking in typical Cha Hun fashion. It's so important to him, and he's not above making sure you know that. But he really only accepts cuddles from you. He likes head scratches, and back scratches too. He probably won't admit it out loud, but you definitely know how obsessed he is with them. If you're cuddling and you move your hand away, he'll either whine in protest, cuddle closer to try to make his message clear, or just bring your hand back to where it should be (threading through his hair). He's like a cat.

JAEHYUN

He doesn't care how heavy he is or how violently he throws his body on yours, after a long day without seeing you, Jaehyun will practically jump on you with a hug. Let's just say he's a little too enthusiastic about them. Like Hun, he definitely needs his daily dose of physical affection with you, but he's a lot more outspoken about it. Mornings spent clinging to you like a koala before he has to leave for work, peppering your face with kisses, clinging to your clothing if you try to push him off—the whole works. But his hugs might just be the most comfortable thing on the planet, so you're not allowed to complain.

HWESEUNG

Hweseung's hugs are so soft and soothing. He'll pull you into his arms and then just stay there. Five minutes, ten, or thirty. It doesn't matter, he loves having you in his arms. Definitely the most bear-huggable of the members. He would hold you so tight, squeezing exactly how you need, hand cupping the back of your head, keeping you comfortably buried in the crook of his neck. He will also give you little kisses to your temple or cheek. It's his way of decompressing. He won't make a big deal about a ton of physical affection every day, but he never the misses the signs for when you need a hug. He can make everything feel okay again just by wrapping you up in his arms.

DONGSUNG

Dongsung loves to sweep you off of your feet and spin your around in his arms. His gym sessions are no joke—it's as if you're weightless to him. But he really loves hugging you this way. Your arms flung over his shoulders, and his supporting you under your thighs. He really loves when your brush his hair back while he's holding you and give him kisses on his forehead. He's such a sucker for sweet moments like that. He also likes simple spooning. Big spoon or little spoon, he doesn't have a preference. He just likes being close to you. Really likes to nuzzle against you as well—against your cheeks or shoulder mostly.

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The air is cold, the moon is shining bright above and you’re shivering, your scarf and jacket doing nothing much for you. Your phone rings and you look down, you hear a car next to you and before you know it you have a bag over your head and you’re being thrown, you hit your head on something hard and it sounds as if it’s metal. You can already feel the headache come up. 

The cloth gets pulled from your head, you squint your eyes at the sudden bright light, your hair is a mess and you groan softly “What?” you look around, there’s a bright light on you but the rest of the room is dark, you do notice a figure in the far corner. You can’t see a face but you can see that this person is wearing a suit. “Hello?” You call out to the person, you see him shift his weight and push himself off from whatever he was standing against. “What am I doing here?” You call out again “You’re my wife” the man says, his voice deep and somehow it makes you weak in the knees “Wife? I’m not married” you look around, tugging at the bounds around your wrists “And if I were your wife, this is not very nice to keep me like this” the man chuckles and he steps into the light, his black hair is parted and he looks very handsome. You have to stop your mouth from dropping open. 

The man puts his hands in his pockets and walks towards you, he looks at you, your hair is a mess and mascara is on under your eyes and on your cheeks from crying a little. The man leans down a little and he looks you in the eye, a soft smile appears on his face but he chk’s. “They couldn’t even clean you up a little” he grabs your chin and moves your head from side to side, he’s looking you over and he gently rubs away some of your mascara with his thumb “I hope they weren’t too rough on you sweetheart” you gently shake your head “N-No they weren’t” your throat feels dry, the way he’s looking at you as if he could just devour you. “Good” he smiles “I’m Seunghyub” he leans over the chair to free your hands, you can feel his body warmth close to your own, your breath hitches in your throat and his cologne fills your nose. You close your eyes as you feel him tug on the ropes around your wrists. Your hands fall behind the chair as they’re released and Seunghyub looks at you, you elbow him and get up, you start running towards a random direction, you see a door on the other side, Seunghyub gets back up and walks after you, you run towards the door but he catches you in his arms, you hear a soft click and then cold metal press against your throat “One more move and it’ll be your last” you feel Seunghyub his breath on the back of your neck and you gulp, you nod softly but you can feel the blade tightly against your skin “Time to tie you up again.”

Seunghyub grabs your arm and pulls you tightly out of the room, you almost stumble over your own feet. Seunghyub holds you steady and he brings you in a room, he pushes you on the bed face down and he easily sits on top of you, he easily grabs a hold of both your wrists and you can feel him lean over and reach for a nightstand.

He ties your hands together and you start to wriggle “Let me go!” you hear the familiar click and your body stiffens. “Stop resisting, it won’t make anything prettier for you!”

You feel the knife press against you, you can also feel the hesitation in Seunghyub his movements. Then you feel the knife touch your skin and the sound of clothes ripping fills the room, you gasp and start to wriggle, you feel the knife press in your back and you moan painfully. Seunghyub pulls the knife away “Careful angel” he gets off you and walks to the bathroom, he presses a cloth on your back “I don’t want to accidentally kill you, I just want to have a good time with you.”

You’re clothes are torn and somewhere in the room, you feel the cold steel of the knife glide over your body, Seunghyub keeps a bit of pressure on it, but careful enough so that he doesn’t cut you. Tears are rolling over your cheeks, you have shivers on your entire body and you hate the fact that you’re feeling a little aroused at this very moment. Seunghyub his eyes roam over your body, the way you have little back dimples right above your ass, the way you have all the right curves, it’s driving him insane. His pants growing tighter with every second that he is looking at you, he puts the knife next to him and easily flips you over so that you’re now facing the ceiling, you have your eyes pressed closed and you shiver slightly from the cold air touching your body, your nipples perking up. 

Seunghyub removes the other pieces of fabric from your body and he grabs the knife again. He lets it glide down from your neck, in between your breasts, down your stomach and your breath hitches in your throat. “It is a wedding night today” he looks at you with a smirk “The night before the wedding and we have a wedding night tomorrow and then we’ll go on a honeymoon” he circles the knife around your navel, he looks at you, his eyes filled with lust “My parents expect a lot of heirs” he grins “Well one really, but we’re just going to try until we have a son” he smiles and then brings his lips down to your cleavage, his lips feel warm, a whimper dies down in your throat. You don’t want this, how can your life be this changed in just a few minutes?

Seunghyub has the knife on your thigh, his lips are in your neck, he’s gently making marks, soft moans escape your lips, all the signs of that you’re not enjoying it leaving your body. Your wetness growing wetter with the second. Seunghyub sits back up on his knees and removes his shirt, your eyes go over his chest and down to his stomach, you can’t lie, he is looking good. He takes off his pants and he pushes his boxers with him, his length standing hard against his stomach. You gulp softly and he leans back over you, he presses his lips on yours, the kiss is soft at first but once he presses his tongue inside your mouth it’s a fight for dominance. You have the urge to bite down on his tongue but you don’t want to know what the results are. He starts kissing down to your neck again, something in his actions is loving and it kind of gives you butterflies in your stomach. He throws your legs over his shoulder, catching you by surprise, a yelp escapes your lips. He holds his member and gives a few strokes before aligning himself with you and sliding it in between your folds and up and down to collect your wetness. “You’re so wet for me angel” he smiles and looks at you, you open your mouth to reply but he pushes in all at once and a loud moan escapes you. Seunghyub doesn’t wait for you to get adjusted to his length and he starts thrusting right away, you frown at the intrusion and the pain that is combined with it. “Are you on the pill?” he asks, you look at him confused, why would he ask this right now? You shake your head, it was true, you also never had sex before. “Good” he grins and leans down to give you a kiss, you turn your head away, trying to save a little dignity, if you have any left. He grabs your cheeks and turns your head forcibly and looks at you “Do you want the knife back?” you shake your head “Then don’t work against me” he kisses you, you kiss him back softly, tears rolling down your eyes again.