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nsfw headcanons | Ha Eun-Gyeol x reader

pairing: Ha Eun-Gyeol x afab!reader

wc: 711, genre: smut (mdni!)

@anon: thank youuu, feel free to requests more about it him when my reqs are open again cause I love his whiny ass sm

- he’s huge but so soft and delicate in bed

- definitely praises you during it

- moves on fast, like you had your first kiss a few days ago and he’s already eager to move to the next step

- foodie! He can cook and he likes to go eat, so make sure you eat before getting to it because he’s grumpy when he’s hungry, edging you until you’re getting irritated

- always gifts you something that reminded him of you, doesn’t make a big deal out of it either

- locks the door if you’re fucking in his room but he doesn’t care about the volume (mean as it sounds, his family cannot hear you)

- won’t talk about his sex life with anyone- not his band, he has no friends and neither with his brother (who is such a whore player btw)

- acts of service: won’t hesitate to run all the way across town to get you your favourite treat if he upset you in any way

ᯓ‎♪ FOREPLAY

- his love language is quality time so he’s spending every free minute with you anyways — he’s your best friend, too, cause with a boyfriend like that there’s no chance to have enough time to get to know new people

- you’re making him chase you every time cause teasing him is so much fun (he’s easy to rage bait) but when he’s caught you, he’s covering you in hickeys, “make you remember the consequences for next time”

ᯓ‎♪ DURING IT

- lots of exploring for sure, wants to know what touch gets certain reactions out of you

- tries to draw as many lewd sounds as you as possible and if he finds a spot that has you make a new one, he’s adding it to the list

- teasing start, begins by prodding at your entrance, chuckling when you start clenching around nothing

- has you drenched before he even moves to remove your panties

- no matter what you’re doing, he’s always praising you through kisses

- not fucking you for the act itself but for the intimacy of it

- no toys, no hurry, he wants to draw it out for as long as he can

- fucks you backstage as well — he gets off on those rockstar/ fan roleplays

ᯓ‎♪ ON YOU

- loves to experiment

- would fuck you with a popsicle, sheer curiosity winning him over

- fingering you to get his dick hard, loves the sound of your slick being spread against your folds — likes to show you what things other than signing and playing guitar those hands are capable of

- goes down on you whenever he’s had a bad day, will encourage you to wrap your thighs against his head to drown out the noises, helping him concentrate on your scent and taste solely — that way he doesn’t have to talk about it either

ᯓ‎♪ON HIM

- can’t get enough of getting blowjobs

- takes way too many showers a day, keeping himself pristine just in case you were up for it or in the mood

- loves the sensation of getting hickeys, feeling the warmness of your wet tongue lapping over the tender skin while you suck it raw but hates the sight of it— would always hide them if he found any

- at the beginning of your relationship he struggled to find a spot to look at whenever you gave him a handjob but as time grew and with it your intimacy he found himself mesmerised with the look of concentration of your face, eyebrows knitted and mouth slightly agape, while you tried your best to draw his orgasm out

ᯓ‎♪ AFTERCARE

- his favorite part

- scoops you up and carries you into the bathroom, seats you between his legs in the bathtub with your back to his chest and he’ll trail his lips along your pulse just to see if there’s any spark left that he forgot to tend to

- loves washing your hair and will sometimes finger you in the bathtub, the water just adding to your pleasure (experiments with the shower head as well)

- big spoon -> he likes covering you like a blanket, waiting for you to fall limp in his arms before letting the sleep get to him— with his clingy self weighing you down, you’re not getting up until he says so

📎 𝐏𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐫 𝐂𝐮𝐭𝐬 & 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐅𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬

✎ pairing: Eungyeol x fem!reader ✎ genre: angst, slow-burn, protective!Eungyeol, hurt/comfort, first kiss ✎ warnings: violence, mentions of blood/bruising, swearing, emotional tension ✎ word count: ~400 ✎ summary: Eungyeol doesn’t talk much. But he always makes sure you’re okay. Even if it means spilling blood. Even if it means breaking his silence just for you. ✎ a/n: justice for eungyeol girlies 🫡 this man is silently obsessed and i love him for it

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You always knew there was something different about Ha Eun-gyeol.

It wasn’t just his music, or the way he carried himself like someone older than he really was. It was in his quietness — a calm, composed stillness that made people lean in just to hear him speak, even if he rarely did. You’d grown used to his silences, reading meaning in his glances, his body language, the way he tucked your hair behind your ear when he thought you weren’t paying attention.

So when you saw that look in his eyes — the shift from gentle quiet to something sharper, heavier — you knew something was wrong.

It started during lunch break. You were grabbing snacks from the vending machine outside school, your mind replaying the scene from last night’s drama when the male lead finally confessed — loud, messy, and over-the-top. You’d turned to tease Eun-gyeol about how he could never be that dramatic, but he wasn’t beside you.

Instead, you heard your name spoken behind you, followed by a snide laugh.

You turned to see two boys from another class standing way too close. One leaned against the vending machine, eyes raking over you like you were something to be evaluated.

"Didn’t know you were friends with the deaf kid," one sneered.

"Yeah, must be nice. Quiet boyfriend and all."

You stiffened, the heat rising in your chest. "Say that again," you snapped.

They laughed, brushing past you — shoulder-checking you harder than necessary.

“Hey!” you turned, anger flaring, but before you could step after them—

—you felt a hand on your shoulder. Gentle. Steady. Familiar.

Eun-gyeol.

You hadn’t even heard him come up. But the moment you turned, his eyes were locked on the two boys, who hadn’t noticed him yet. His jaw was clenched tight, lips pressed into a flat line. You could feel tension radiating off him like static.

“Eun—” you started, but he was already moving.

It wasn’t loud. There was no shouting. Just swift footsteps and a blur of motion as he grabbed the first boy by the collar and slammed him back against the wall. The sound echoed like thunder, turning heads. The second guy tried to intervene — mistake. Eun-gyeol dodged the swing and drove his fist into his gut, sending him sprawling.

One of them reached for something in his pocket — you panicked, stepping forward—

“Stop!” you shouted.

But Eun-gyeol moved faster, knocking the boy’s wrist aside and twisting it until the item clattered to the ground — just a metal pen, but your heart still thundered like it was a weapon.

It was over in seconds.

He stood there, chest heaving, hair falling into his eyes, his fist still clenched.

The courtyard had fallen silent.

You ran to him, grabbing his arm. “Eun-gyeol.”

Only then did he look at you.

He didn’t say a word. He just stared, eyes wide — not with rage now, but something closer to fear. Like he was worried you’d look at him differently.

Like he wasn’t the boy who walked you home in the rain, or made you mixtapes just because.

“Come on,” you whispered, pulling him away before teachers arrived.

You didn’t let go of his hand until you reached the old music room, your secret place. The door closed behind you with a soft click.

Eun-gyeol leaned against the wall, head lowered.

You stepped closer, brushing his knuckles. They were red.

“Are you okay?”

He nodded once, eyes flicking up to meet yours. He didn’t sign. Didn’t speak.

Just stood there, breathing quietly, until finally you stepped in and wrapped your arms around his waist.

“You scared me,” you mumbled into his chest. “But… thank you.”

His arms slowly came around you. He held you tight — tighter than usual. Like he needed to know you were safe. Like his silence could never say it loud enough.

You pulled back just enough to look at him. “Why didn’t you say anything?”

His throat bobbed. Then, slowly, he reached into his back pocket and pulled out his phone.

One note already typed.

“Because you already know what I’d say.”

You blinked, and before you could respond, he typed again.

“You’re mine. They don’t get to talk to you like that.”

You swallowed. “I’m not a thing to be owned, you know.”

He typed one last thing.

“Not owned. Just… someone I want to protect.”

You looked up at him, heart softening, the sting of earlier long forgotten.

And when you leaned in to kiss him, he met you halfway — hesitant at first, like always. But as soon as your fingers found his shirt collar and tugged him closer, his hands slid to your waist and pulled you into his warmth.

The kiss deepened. Your back hit the wall, and you gasped into his mouth. He kissed you like he was still angry — not at you, never at you, but at the thought of anyone else ever making you feel unsafe. It was all there in the way he gripped your waist, tilted his head, stole every breath you had.

His hands didn’t wander, but they held you like they needed to remember every curve of your body. Your heart pounded as he kissed down your jaw, slow, like he had nowhere else to be. And when he looked at you again, eyes heavy-lidded and sincere—

You whispered, “I like you best when you don’t need words.”

⠀ ♩ . ryeoun ⠀ׂ ⠀ seorina ⠀🫧⠀⠀ ⊹⠀⠀ ִ

Okay so I recently started twinkling watermelon (or sparkling watermelon) and I binge watched all 6 eps in one day (yea I'm hooked). I like all the characters and I really like the slow paced romance between Yi Chan and Cheong-Ah. BUT I'M WAY MORE INVESTED IN EUN GYEOUL AND SE KYUNG'S *I mean her daughter's* STORY !! I'm not a good writer so if you're interested in them as well and you're a good writer then please write a fanfic about them if you don't mind :"")<3