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Summary - On a hot afternoon atop the campus library, you and Chanyeol endure filming for a project, sharing teasing moments and quiet promises for once it’s over.

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The afternoon heat bore down onto your skin as you stood on the roof of the campus library. You somehow had gotten roped into helping Yixing film a project for a dance course, as did your boyfriend, Chanyeol. Both of you stood back near the bags of filming equipment Chanyeol had brought while Yixing monitored the footage from his last take. 

“Gosh, it’s so hot, I don’t know why he insisted on filming outside,” you mutter. 

Chanyeol was wearing a grey tank top and loose-fitting jeans, yet he was already starting to shine as sweat gathered on his skin. “Something about the aesthetics, he said.” 

You sigh dejectedly as Yixing hands the camera back to Chanyeol with a frustrated “again.” He was an utter perfectionist, something which you utterly admired, yet sometimes it was a hassle at times like these. 

“I just want to go back inside to the AC,” you whined, picking up Yixing’s Bluetooth speaker and phone, getting ready to hit play once more.

“Just endure it a little longer, and I’ll take you out to lunch after this,” your boyfriend promised.

Your lips pull into a half-smile at the thought of getting to spend time leisurely with Chanyeol, something that didn’t often happen between the assignments and side-quests of college life. You were so wrapped up in your thoughts that you hadn’t realized your eyes were still stuck on Chanyeol. He just looked so good, his tan complexion making him glow under the afternoon sun, and his muscles flexing under the weight of the camera. You were so enamored, you completely missed Yixing’s cue for the music. 

Chanyeol called your name, finally snapping you back to reality. “Take a picture, it’ll last longer.”

You rolled your eyes at him, hitting the play button on Yixing’s phone. “I just wish I were wearing a tank top right now, it’s so hot.”

“You know, if you want it, you can have it,” Chanyeol said with a smirk. “I’ll take it off right now.”

If he weren’t holding a thousand-dollar camera, you would’ve punched his large, beefy bicep. “Save it for later,” you tell him.

“Anything for you, babe.”

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a/n: nini, pls come back home :<

now playing: no make up - exo

. ִָ ˑ ⊹ ( 11:10 PM ) — it has finally come to this moment. shared permissions of revealing hidden truths to one another, carefully undressed clothes clattered all over from the door to the bed—the only source of light reflecting from the soft dews of the full moon. the bed sheets are cold to the touch, contrasting the warm temperature of your skin and his.

jongin straddles you from above, his eyes that always looked mysterious now so easy to read, an evident look of his affections as he admires you head to toe. he brushes your hair with regard, not really minding if it falls the right or wrong way, the pure devotion of his sending chills down your spine and it brings you back to your first impression of him, the once hard to read mask now faltered all because of you.

you notice the lipstick stains on his face and you wipe the smudged lipstick off him with a chuckle. “you sneaky bastard. that's why you told me to wear the lipstick you gave me tonight.”

jongin laughs, now also wiping off the lipstick marks around your lips yet keeping the kiss marks he left all over your face. “i've always wanted to clean your makeup off when we kiss.”

“why?”

“it's one of those joys i have when i undress you myself.” you're left speechless. how can he say something so easily? it rolls out of his tongue like it's the most natural thing to say. his own thoughts and words align perfectly when it speaks to you as if nothing's holding him back.

“you say the most absurd compliments for me so naturally.” you smile, helplessly wrapping your arms around his neck and bringing him in a gentle kiss. he responds with a heated friction, every graze of his lips bringing back to you the same fervent. jongin tilts his head to siege the space, blocking any small spaces that oxygen comes in, heightening the unmistakable urge between you to go further.

you pull out from the kiss to catch your breath, and you both heave out, your hand resting on his chest that pronouncedly rests and rises.

you cup his cheek and chuckle, admiring and caressing every part of his face, still cleaning off the new smudged lipstick marks around his lips. jongin leans into your touch, burrowing his face in the natural shape of your hand, eyes fluttering close from ease. then he looks into your eyes, kisses the palm of your hand, and captures this moment of you under the moonlight. the only veil that hides your bareness is him on top of you.

“now—do I have permission to clean your makeup off?”

“absolutely.”

“we should eat from the same plate.” baekhyun offered.

you raised an eye at him. “what for?”

“so that we can kiss while swallowing exactly one single strand of noodles like in the lady and the tramp.”

{01:22}

chanyeol/reader/sehun | smut | 18+ | timestamp

wordcount: 166

warnings: threesome, dirty talk, anal

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[00:28]

After an exhausting day at work, you arrive home to find the house empty. Knowing your workaholic husband, you assume you can find him at the dance studio at this time of the night. After a quick rinse and changing into comfortable clothes, you head over to the studio to find him.

You quickly find him, dancing his heart out, as you expected. You watch him through the door until the song ends. As you open the door and wave into the mirror at him, he beams back at you.

“Hi babe! What are you doing here?” He leans in and leaves a kiss on your head, careful not to touch you and get sweat all over you.

“Yixing, honey, do you know what time it is? I worked overtime, went home to shower, and still met you here. Have you taken breaks? Drank water? Have you even eaten anything?” You worry, as this isn’t the first time this has happened.

He stares up at the ceiling as he tries recounting his day. When he remembers, he claims that, while he’s staying hydrated and taking adequate breaks, he only remembers eating a sandwich early in the day. Quickly, you gather up his things and drag him out of the room by the hand. You momentarily stop to let him lock up, but then drag him outside to the nearest convenience store, nagging him about his health.

Right outside the store, he pulls you back, stopping you and pulling you into a hug, “What would I do without you? Thank you for taking such good care of me.”

While his words are sweet, you pull away due to the sticky, salty substance that covers him. You joke about needing to shower again because of him, then you turn and enter the shop. He follows closely behind, insisting you get something for yourself as well. You both grab your favorite instant noodles, pay and heat them up. You then find an empty table outside to sit and eat together, admiring the clear sky and all the stars.

You finally relax after seeing Yixing finish his bowl. He thanks you again for looking after him, insisting that he’ll make it up to you later. A sly look forms as he says it, so you quickly try to hide your blush with the food as your mind is flooded with possibilities of what he has in mind. After all, even after being together for 5 years, he always knows how to keep things interesting.

Jongin: Your password

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Jongin: Tf?

Sehun: Try again

He’s been rambling on for the last fifteen minutes about all his plans for his month off. The only thing your mind can seem to think about is all the alone time you’re going to get to spend together. Sitting on your bed cross legged you’re attempting to process everything he’s saying.

You wonder if you kiss him if that will get him to calm down. Standing up you take a few towards Junmyeon. There’s a confused look on his face as you rest your hand on his cheek.

“Junmyeon,” you say softly.

“Yes?” A small smile spreads across his face.

“Calm down. We’re going to spend your time off together, but right now I need you to take me to bed,” you say, feeling very confident.

Leaning forward he presses his lips to yours. The kiss started out gentle but quickly turned heated. You wrap your arms around his neck pulling your body closer to his. His hands rest under your sweater, against your bare skin.

A shiver runs down your spine as he nips at your bottom lip.