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Your house door slams shut as the only thing filling the room was the sound of you and Mike’s panting as the adrenaline spreads through your bodies.

The military had disrupted a plan, making everyone split up before regrouping at the Squawk tomorrow. But for now, you were stuck with Mike.

You both fell against the door, taking in deep, sharp breaths. Your throat felt like sand and the bleeding from your upper arm didn’t make you feel any better. Mike was probably in worse condition.

“Are they gone?” You asked.

It was a stupid idea to run home, especially when you’re being chased. But when you’re running in all sorts of direction, and the government already knows everything about you, it’s better to risk the house than the ‘meeting’ place.

“They’re gone— I think.” He breathed as he got up. He lent his hand out to you and you got up too.

You both didn’t bother turning on any lights, just in case. You hoped the light illuminating from the street lamps outside was enough.

Just as you got up, he noticed something on your arm. He slightly twisted your arm and saw a slash on your upper arm. “What— Are you okay?” Mike spoke, concerned.

“It’s just a scratch—“

“You’re bleeding.” Mike cuts you off, “That’s not just a scratch.” His thumb brushed just below the wound. He mumbled a “Come” as he walked to your bedroom, still holding your hand.

He sat you down onto your bed before leaving the room to find a first aid kid. When he came back, he placed it on the bed and took a piece of cotton out, cleaning your wound with a disinfectant.

“Mike” You spoke, just above a whisper.

“Shut up.” He spoke in a way where he wasn’t trying to be harsh, but it made your eyebrows furrow in concern nonetheless. Just as he set the cotton down, you spoke again. “Mike—“

This time, you were cut off with a kiss. It was slow and his lips felt just as cold as his fingertips.

“Shut up, please.” He whispered, almost begging you.

Instinctively, your hands reached out for his face. Your thumbs caressed his cheek as he looked at you. Unlike him, your hands were warm. He would’ve melted if his only way of seeing you wasn’t just from the bright streetlights shining through your window.

“Just incase the wound gets infected.“ He quietly spoke, brushing over the wound. His hands reached out to hold the hands caressing his face.

A small smile appeared on your face.

He leans in, tilting his head just a little. His breath ghosting over your lips just before breaking the distance with a desperation that felt less like a choice but more of a need.

You reciprocated. Your hands travelling to the nape of his neck while his hands pulled you closer. His lips moved against yours, picking up the pace and doubling the desperation when you tugged on his hair.

You made a small noise before breaking the kiss to take in some air. Mike looked dazed. You broke into laughter when you saw his face. He was confused, but laughed too.

The look on his face was adorable, but laughable. He looked at you like an eager dog and you could tell he just wanted to continue to kiss you instead of even trying to catch his breath.

He pulls you onto his lap, resting his arms around your waist as your hands moved his hair back, massaging his scalp. Your thumb brushes his eye brows, honestly just wanting to feel that he was real. His eyes were shut, letting you feel around.

When you stopped, he leans in for another kiss. He held the back of your head, not wanting you pull away as his kisses you while your hands gripped on the neckline of his shirt. His head tilted, allowing you both more access.

You felt his other hand balling and gripping your shirt into his fist. You pulled away, whispering a “Mike—“. Not even a second of letting you breathe, he kissed you again.

Both his hands held your waist. You rocked against him, making him break the kiss. He held his head down as his eyes squeezed shut, eyebrows knitting together as he shakily breathes.

Your hands reach out for his face, cupping it. His eyes met yours in pure desperation.

You pulled his face in for a kiss, rocking against him again to test the waters. His lips eventually moved to your neck while your hands tugged on his hair. He kissed your neck slow and unsure at first, but as your heavy breathing eventually turned into small, quiet whimpers, his kisses turned more frantic, more desperate.

You tugged on his shirt making him look up at you. “Can we?” You spoke—just above a whisper—as your chest heaved up and down, taking in sharp breaths.

Mike would be an idiot if he didn’t know what you were implying. He nodded, to which you immediately took his shirt off.

He couldn’t take his eyes off of you when your hands roamed around his naked body. His breathing stuttered as your hands slowly reached for his neck, drawing teasing circles that could create goosebumps.

You eventually took your own shirt off, and God, Mike was dazed. He reached out hesitatingly before you broke out into a smile. “You can touch me, Mike.”

His hands touches your waist, leaning in to kiss you as he slowly caresses his hands up and down your back. Your hands wrapped around his neck, pulling him in closer as your hips roll against Mike’s.

You moan into the kiss, tugging on the waistline of his pants as you pressed yourself against his bulge. Mike’s hand gripped on your waist, guiding you as you rocked against him.

The two of you didn’t know how long you’ve been kissing when you eventually got (sexually) frustrated, tugging on buttons of your pants. Mike reached out for your hand, “Wait— Wait, are you sure?”

“Shut up.”

You pulled Mike by his belt as your back hits the bed. Mike was positioned on top of you, cheekily smiling when you mocked him. His hands travel to the buttons of your pants, taking them off before diving in for your neck.

The sudden tickling sensation made you giggle. His hands eventually worked on unclasping your bra, making sure you were okay with it before pulling it off.

Mike gulped at the sight beneath him. He took a deep breath but couldn’t take it anymore and leans in to kiss your neck, eventually moving down to your bare chest.

Your hands pull on his hair, arching into his touch as he leaves wet, sloppy kisses on your tits. He eagerly looks up at you when he tugs on your cotton underwear.

Your hands reach out to push his hair back, stifling a laugh at his state. You nod and his fingers pulls down your underwear, leaving you completely bare.

He swallows and clears his throat. “I’ll tell you if it feels uncomfortable.” You reassured. Mike breathes sharply as he lowers his head, looking up at your reaction.

Mike laps his tongue over it, nose nudging your clit. He places a kiss on the wet spot before pulling away and reaching his fingers to press onto your clit. He circles it before pushing two fingers into you. As he moved slowly, you let out a sharp breath, throwing your head back.

Mike took that as approval. His fingers eventually worked faster as your face twisted in the type of pleasure Mike could get hazy looking at. He moves down, sloppily kissing and sucking your clit as his fingers curled inside you.

You involuntarily let out a breathy moan as he worked his fingers quickly in and out of you, humming against your clit while his other hand reaches for your tits, his thumb brushing your nipples in circles.

Just as you felt your stomach tighten, and the moaning and panting uncontrollably spills out of your mouth, Mike pulls his fingers away. Your eye brows knitted into a desperate frown when you lost that sensation.

“Mike!” You yelled, catching your breath.

“I’m sorry,” He spoke with a toothy smile that said he was not sorry.

“Do you have a condom?” Well that perked you up.

You roll your eyes before breaking into a smile. “Check the drawers.” You say, sitting up while Mike opens the drawer.

He flashes the condom at you, making you laugh. “You came prepared?” He teased.

You rolled your eyes again, acting annoyed. “I took them from Steve’s bag thinking they were wet wipes when we were at the squawk.” You admitted.

Mike bursts out laughing to which you push his chest. He rips the condom with faint laughter, trying to figure out where the hell the opening of the rubber condom was.

“Hurry up.” You spoke, almost in an annoyed whined. Mike glanced at you, teasing you for being desperate before receiving another hit in the chest.

In all truth, he was just as desperate— if not more. As he pulls the zipper of his jeans down and noticed the way you looked at him as he took his pants off, he got flustered.

“Wait, I wanna put the condom on for you.” You spoke enthusiastically as you got up. “Wha— Okay?” Mike replied. Your sudden excitement to seeing a condom made him confused but he handed it to you any way.

Your thighs rested as you straddled his lap. Before you had rolled the condom on, you wrapped your hands around his shaft. His hips involuntarily bucks into your hands.

His dick was pale with an undertone of pink, with his tip being an even prettier pink. “It’s kind of pretty.” You mumbled, honestly more for yourself to hear.

He frowned with a teasing smile, “Well, that’s a way to compliment my dick.” Just as he finished his sentence, you gave him a proper stroke, tightening your hands around the tip. Mike shuts up, eye brows furrowing in pleasure as he his head fell down.

“Oh— Sorry.” You spoke with a teasing smile, acting like you didn’t mean to. You stretched out the condom, rolling it onto his dick. “Woah, th— that feels weird.” He lets out.

“I bet.” You say before pausing, “Do I ride you— or?” You genuinely asked, catching him off guard.

Mike shrugs, “Or do I.. go on top?” This conversation was an awkward one, but when you are both virgins and the only contact you’ve ever had were your own hands— It’s gonna get awkward.

You both broke into laughter before pulling each other in for a kiss. You eventually decided to just lay down on your back, propping your legs for Mike’s access.

Your hands wrapped around his neck as you both kissed, feeling his fingers slide into you before pulling away and positioning himself in between your legs, slowly working his way in.

You stifle a moan from the sensation. It felt intrusive and weird— but so good at the same time. Mike’s head drops down to the crook of your neck as his mouth hung open.

Your hands cup his face, bringing him in for a kiss as he slowly starts moving. You let out gasps in between the kisses as he slid in and out of you.

As he got the hang of it, he eventually gets rougher. His pace quickening and his rhythm, stable. You threw your head back, biting your hand as he got faster.

Mike Wheeler didn't mean to be rough, but the way your face contorted into pleasure plus the way you involuntarily tightened around him every so often.. God, he was a mess.

“Talk to me.” He pants against your neck, pulling away before slamming into you, “I need to know that you’re real.”

He pulls your hand away from your lips, replacing it with his lips as he continued penetrating into you. “Please.” He mumbles pleadingly when he broke the kiss.

“Mike.“ You panted, “Don’t stop—“ You were cut off with a moan you didn’t mean to sound. If he didn’t have his literal dick inside you, you would be making fun of how you felt him get harder inside you after you moaned his name.

All you could do was let out a breathy laugh, “You liked that?” teasing him. He cuts your teasing off with a heated kiss, humming into it as your hands tugged on his hair to pull him in.

His hand travel to your right thigh, holding it higher to get deeper. Just as he slams into you, your eyebrows tightened, back slightly arching, with your mouth hanging open when he hits a spot your fingers could’ve never reached.

You tightened around his penetrating cock and your hips grinds against him, desperate for more.

You could feel him grinning at your reaction as he kissed down your neck. “Did you like that?” He mocked, panting against your neck as he looks up at your face with a grin.

“Sh—ut up, Mike.” You say, nudging his face to the side with your hand. He pulls your hand away and kisses it from your palm to your fingertips before pinning your hand onto the bed, intertwining your fingers.

His other hand grips your waist as his head dips into your chest, sucking on one of your tits as his tongue swirls around your nipples.

As he slams into that spot again, you let out a whine. “I’m gonna—“ You let out almost a pornographic moan. You were cut off by his quickening pace, to which he seemed like he was just as close.

His fingers move to your clit, rubbing it in circles as you grind against his fingers. His mouth moves to your neck, kissing his way up to your ears as he mumbled a “Fuck—“, panting as he roughly slams into you for every few thrusts.

Your head felt clouded when he fully pulled away to slam right back into you. Your eyes rolled back with your head thrown back. It was honestly a beautiful sight to see for Mike. He was almost mad that he was too busy chasing his own release to properly see you.

Your mouth hung open, letting out broken moans as your hips bucked when you came all over his dick. “Fuck— Mike.” You whined as you tried to regain stability.

Mike was not any less of a mess. His hips bucked into you as your own cum spilled out of you. His head was held down while he pursed his lips—almost biting it—as he lets out whimpers.

When he gained stability, his hands caressed your head. His fingers moved away the stray hair that stuck to your sweating forehead to ground both you and him. Mike eventually pulled out, pulling off the filled condom as he pants.

You reached for your shirt while Mike puts his pants back on. The silence after was awkward, but reassuring.

“We should shower.” Mike spoke and you nod, “We’ll find some food after?” You say, sitting up. Mike also nods.

You both looked at eachother for a while before bursting into smiles and giggles. “Did I clean it up good?” Mike teased, “The wound on your arm, I mean.” You feigned annoyance, “You’re stupid.”

“You’re gorgeous.”

You got up and headlock Mike as you walked to the bathroom, both of you laughing as you teased each other.

a = aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

taehyun's aftercare is incredibly intentional; he's the kind of person who needs to know that you're just as satisfied as he is. he isn't the type to just roll over and sleep. instead, he stays completely present, his eyes constantly scanning your face to read your expression. he'll be the one asking softly, “are you okay?” or “does that feel good?' as he pulls you close, making sure he hasn't been too intense. he's very hands on in a nurturing way tucking the blankets around you, bringing you water without you even having to ask, and gently massaging your muscles if he knows he was a little too rough. for him, the intimacy doesn't end when the sex does. he wants to make sure you feel completely safe and cared for in the quiet moments that follow.

b= body part (their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

taehyun is secretly very proud of the work he's been putting in at the gym, and he definitely has a soft spot for his biceps. he loves the feeling of your weight pressing against them, especially when you're sleepy and just let your head sink into the muscle while you lay on him. it’s a quiet, intimate way for him to feel strong for you. but when it comes to your body, he is absolutely obsessed with your thighs. he loves the softness and the strength of them, and he finds himself constantly drawn to them whether he's tracing the curve of them with his hands while you're talking, or pulling them wide so he can settle himself between them. to him, your thighs are the most beautiful, enticing part of you, and he can never seem to keep his hands off them

c = cum (anything to do with cum basically)

he has a massive thing for the visual aspect of finishing inside you. he loves the sight of himself spilling out of you, watching the way it coats your skin and makes you glisten under the light. he'll often pause just to stare as he admires the way you look completely undone and covered in him. to him, it's like a physical mark of how much he's craved you. he easily becomes incredibly focused on you. he'll use his fingers to spread you, making sure he's seen every bit of the mess he made, before he leans down to kiss you deeply, making sure the final part of the experience is as much about your pleasure and comfort as it is about his own release.

d = dirty secret (any sort of dirty secret they have)

taehyun's biggest secret is that he secretly loves it when you take charge. the second you stop being the one following his lead and start pinning him down or telling him exactly what to do, he completely loses his composure. he goes from being the composed, steady one to an utterly submissive, needy mess. he'll let you handle him however you want, and he gets almost uncharacteristically whiny whimpering into your neck or tugging at your hands when you aren't giving him enough attention. he just wants to be handled by you, melting into the bed and becoming a total, breathless mess under your touch

e = experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

taehyun knows exactly where to touch, how much pressure to use, and how to read your body's smallest cues. he isn't just experienced,he is expert. he knows and understands how to pleasure you and uses it to his advantage.

f = favorite position (what is their favorite position to have sex in?)

there is nothing taehyun loves more than you sitting on his cock in cowgirl. he loves the view of you straddling him, especially when you're leaning forward so he can see your face and the way your pussy is stretched wide around his dick. he'll lay there, hands gripping your hips or your ass, watching the way you slide up and down, making sure he catches every single wet, slapping sound of your bodies meeting. he loves seeing how much you want him, watching your body move with a desperate kind of hunger as you ride him. it's the best position for him because he gets to witness every single sensation you're feeling, watching your cunt clench around him with every thrust

g = goofy (are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

he definitely has a small goofy side that comes out when things get heated. you'll catch him with this little, smug smirk on his face when he knows he's doing something that's making you lose your mind, or he'll let out a soft, amused chuckle if you get a little clumsy or breathless. he uses humor as a way to connect with you, making little jokes or teasing you about how much you clearly need him. he likes having that playful, flirtatious spark that keeps the tension high but the vibe fun

h = hair (how well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc)

taehyun keeps his hair extremely well groomed, likely shaving it all off or keeping it so short it's barely there. he prefers the sensation of total smoothness, especially when he's grinding against you or when you're riding him in cowgirl. he loves the feeling of skin on skin contact without any hair getting in the way, making every thrust and every slide feel even more direct

i = intimacy (how are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

for taehyun, intimacy is about so much more than just the physical sensation, it's about the connection. he is incredibly romantic during the act. he isn't just focused on your body, but on you. your soul, your reactions, and the way you feel in his arms. he has this way of looking at you, his eyes locked onto yours with such a steady, profound intensity, that it makes you feel like you're the only person in the entire world. he uses the moment to show you how much he cares, leaving soft kisses and whispered praises into the heat of it. to him, sex is a way to be completely vulnerable and close to you, making sure that every touch is a silent promise of how much he loves and cherishes you

j = jack off (masturbation headcanon)

taehyun doesn't just rush through it. when he's alone, he's super patient with himself. he'll lay there and just take his time, using a lot of lube and really focusing on the sensation of his hand moving up and down his dick. he's the kind of guy who likes to build up the tension, maybe playing with himself while he thinks about you or a specific thing you did to him earlier. he'll move slow at first, just testing out different grips and speeds, until he's so worked up that he can't help but go faster. he likes that feeling of being totally in control of his own pleasure until he finally hits that point where he just can't hold back anymore

k = kink (one or more of their kinks)

his biggest kink is definitely power play, specifically being the one who isn't in charge. he spends all day making decisions and being the smart, collected one, so when he's in bed with you, he just wants to give up all that control. he loves it when you tell him exactly what to do, or when you pin his hands above his head and take over. he gets so needy and submissive when you take charge, and he honestly lives for that feeling of being completely at your mercy. he'll be a total mess, just whimpering and begging for you to keep going, because letting you dominate him is the only way he can truly relax and just feel everything

l = location (favorite places to do the do)

honestly he's pretty basic when it comes to this. his favorite spot is just the bed. he loves being in a space that's comfortable, clean, and private where he knows he can totally lose himself with you without worrying about anything else. he just wants to be tucked away in the blankets, focused entirely on you and how good you feel

m = motivation (what turns them on, gets them going?)

taehyun gets incredibly turned on by the physical feeling of you being bossy with him. it's the way you grab his hair to pull his head back, or how you use your hands to guide his dick right into your cunt without even asking. when you start making demands telling him to stay still, or telling him exactly how you want him to fuck you it sends him straight over the edge. he loves the feeling of your hands being firm on his skin and the way you take what you want from him. that mix of seeing how much you want his cock and feeling you take total control is what makes him a desperate, needy mess

n = no (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

taehyun is a pretty vanilla guy when it comes to the weird stuff. if you try to bring anything messy or unhygienic into the bedroom, he's probably going to lose his vibe. he's definitely not into anything involving pee, or anything that feels 'dirty' in a literal sense. he also hates the idea of anything painful or scary like knife play or anything involving blood he wants to be focused on how good your pussy feels around his dick, not worrying about getting cut or making a mess. he likes things to be smooth, clean, and purely about the sensation of your bodies together.

o = oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

taehyun is a total munch. he absolutely lives for eating pussy, and he'll happily spend an hour just buried between your legs if you let him. he loves the taste of your juices and the way you smell when you're getting close. he's incredibly visual, so he loves watching your thighs shake and seeing your pussy get all swollen and wet while he works on you. he isn't shy about it either he'll dive right in, licking and lapping at your clit with so much hunger, making sure he tastes every single drop of you until you're literally begging him to stop or to never let you go

p = pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

he likes to keep things moving. he's much more of a fast and rough kind of lover than a slow and sensual one. once he's inside you, he wants to feel that deep, heavy friction. he'll pick up the pace until it's almost frantic, driving his cock deep into your cunt and hitting your g-spot with enough force to make your whole body shake. he's not trying to be gentle, he wants to feel the impact of his hips hitting yours and hear the wet, slapping sounds of his dick sliding in and out of you as fast as he can. he wants to fuck you with a sense of urgency, pushing you right to the edge with every deep, hard thrust

q = quickie (their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

taehyun isn't really a 'quickie' kind of guy. he doesn't want to just shove his cock in you and finish in five minutes, he feels like that's a waste of a good thing. he'd much rather wait until he can actually give you his full attention and really fuck you properly. he wants the time to eat you out, to watch your face, and to drive into you deep and hard without having to rush. to him, sex is something to be savored, so he'll usually hold off on the urge until he knows he can take his time and make sure you're just as wrecked as he is

r = risk (are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

when it comes to the actual act, taehyun is totally game to experiment. if you want to try a new toy, a different way of touching you, or a new way to play with power, he's all in. as long as it isn't something 'weird' or messy that would turn him off, he loves the idea of discovering new ways to make you moan. but when it comes to location risks, he's a lot more hesitant. he's not the type to want to fuck you in a public park or a crowded hallway. he's a bit iffy about the danger of getting caught by his members. he prefers the risk to be in the sensations you're sharing, not the fear of someone walking in on you while he’s mid thrust

s = stamina (how many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

taehyun isn't the type to just go for hours on end with low effort grinding. he's much more about the intensity of it. because he puts so much damn effort into every single round making sure he's hitting your g-spot perfectly, watching your face, and driving his cock as deep into your cunt as possible he actually burns through his energy pretty fast. he can usually go for about three or four solid rounds max before he's completely wiped. he'll fuck you until you're both shaking and breathless, but once he hits that limit, he's done. he'd rather give you three rounds of absolute, mind blowing perfection than ten rounds of him just half assing it

t = toy (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

taehyun isn't really a guy who keeps a drawer full of random sex toys, but he does have a fleshlight that he keeps for when he's away on tour. when he's stuck in a hotel room alone, he'll use it just to get some relief, but it's never really the same. he'll be gripping it, sliding his dick in and out, but his head is completely filled with thoughts of you the way your pussy feels wrapped around him or the way you sound when you're coming. it's more of a way to cope with missing you than anything else. when he's actually with you, he doesn't usually go for toys, but he's totally open to it if you want to play. he also has a ball gag tucked away, which he's definitely down to use if you want to take control and keep him quiet while you ride him

u = unfair (how much they like to tease)

he definitely is a teaser, but it's never meant to be frustrating it's just meant to drive you absolutely insane. he loves to see that look on your face when he knows exactly what he's doing to you. he'll be fucking you deep, hitting that sweet spot over and over, and instead of just being silent, he'll lean in and whisper something filthy just to make you twitch. he'll smirk at you while you're trying to catch your breath and say stuff like, “look at you, you're such a mess for me” or “is my cock making you lose your mind sweetheart?”. he loves the power of knowing he can make your whole body shake just by changing his rhythm or whispering how wet you feel around him. he's teasing you because he loves seeing you unravel

v = volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make)

taehyun is definitely not a quiet. once he gets deep into it and starts losing that sense of control he loves so much, he becomes incredibly vocal. he's the type to let out these long, low moans that vibrate in his chest when you're hitting his sweet spot, and he isn't shy about it at all. when you really start to push him whether you're riding him hard or just sucking on his neck he'll start to whimper. it's this needy, breathless sound that tells you exactly how much you're affecting him. he doesn't try to hide it, he just lets the sounds spill out of him, making sure you hear every gasp and every desperate little moan as he's coming undone under you

w = wild card (random headcanon)

if you really want to see him lose his mind, bring out the ball gag and his hands. he has this secret, intense craving to be completely silenced and overwhelmed. there is nothing that turns him on more than having that gag stuffed in his mouth, making him nothing but a mess of muffled whimpers and desperate eyes, while you have your hand wrapped firmly around his throat. he loves the feeling of being choked just a little bit that heavy, breathless sensation that makes his heart race and his vision blur. it's the ultimate way for him to let go; when he can't speak and he can barely breathe, he can finally stop thinking and just exist entirely for your pleasure. it's the one time he's not in control of a single thing, and he absolutely lives for it

x = x-ray (what’s going on in those pants..)

let's just say he's definitely not lacking 👀. he's got this long, heavy cock that's easily around 8 1/2 inches, and it's got these two distinct veins that make it look incredibly intense when he's hard. he's the kind of guy who gets ready for you almost instantly. the second he realizes you're in the mood, he starts leaking. he'll have pre cum glistening at the tip before you've even gotten his clothes off, just a constant, slick reminder of how much he wants to be inside you. seeing him like that thick, veiny, and already dripping for you is enough to make anyone lose their mind

y = yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

taehyun doesn't have a crazy, high sex drive where he's constantly thinking about it every second of the day. most of the time, he's just focused, composed, and totally normal. but when that switch finally flips? It's like he becomes a completely different person. when he's horny, he is horny! it's not just a little itch. it's this deep, heavy, all consuming hunger that takes over his whole system. he goes from being the calm, collected guy to someone who is absolutely desperate to feel you. when he's in that headspace, he's single minded it's just you, him, and the need to be as close as humanly possible. it's all or nothing with him

z = zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

taehyun is the kind of guy who will crash hard once the adrenaline finally wears off. because he puts so much energy into every single round, his body just wants to shut down the second it's over. but he's not just going to roll over and leave you hanging. he's super intentional about aftercare. he'll make sure you're cleaned up, tucked in, and feeling completely satisfied before he even thinks about closing his eyes. he'll spend time kissing your forehead, whispering sweet things, and just making sure you're okay. only once he's sure you're feeling loved and comfortable will he finally pull you into his chest, wrap his arms around you, and fall into a deep, heavy sleep right alongside you