#gr:fluff

“changkyun, i’m getting sleepy.. can we please go to bed now? you’ve been playing overwatch for the past three hours,” you pouted, sprawled on the bed. you came over to your boyfriend’s dorm to spend quality time with him, but instead you had gone through every single app on your phone. you were so bored, you were literally looking at cafe menus to pass the time. “i’m sure jooheon doesn’t want me on his bed anymore, either.”

“he won’t be back until later, and i’m sure he won’t mind you being on his bed. one more game, i promise babe.” he brushed you off as you sighed, getting up from the bed.

“i’m gonna go home, just text me before you go to bed.” you muttered under your breath, not even bothering to make your presence known at this point. changkyun, too busy staring at the screen in front of him, didn’t even notice you leave.

“seokmin are you awake? i’m outside, can i come up?” the glow of your phone illuminating your face as you sat in your car, in an empty parking lot across from seventeen’s dorm. you were in the area anyways, and it wasn’t uncommon for you to stop by your best friend’s place before going back to your own apartment. “y/n? you’re still awake? yeah, it’s late though, so i’ll meet you downstairs.”

you breathed a sigh of relief, entering the building to meet a familiar looking sight, grinning slightly in seokmin’s bare face, messy hair, and striped pajama pants. “what’s up?”

“changkyun’s playing overwatch again,” you muttered under your breath, waiting for the elevator to reach the sixth floor. you had known seokmin since birth, the two of you practically being attached at the hip since day one, so it was only natural for you to find comfort in him. in fact, it was actually one of seok’s group members, soonyoung who introduced you to jooheon, who then introduced you to changkyun. to be honest, the thought of you possibly replacing him was absolutely irritating to him, so when you started dating changkyun, it was safe to say that seok wasn’t the happiest camper.

“ignoring you again?” seokmin laughed, as he unlocked the door to his room.“joshua’s sleeping upstairs tonight, so you can sleep in here if you don’t want to go home. i’ll tell him i’m sleeping in his room.” you sat on the edge of his bed as he tossed you one of his shirts, your favorite one to be exact. what you didn’t know, is that seok refused to let any of the other members borrow that shirt, knowing that it was the one you liked to wear to bed.

“i appreciate it, but why is josh sleeping upstairs? also, you know the drill. no peeking.” seok laughed, turning his back to face the door as you quickly changed into your makeshift pajamas, his scent hugging your body.

“i think chan wanted to watch a horror film with him, but they both got scared and he didn’t want to come back downstairs by himself.” he grinned, sitting beside you on the bed as you crawled into the warmth of his blankets. “now tell me, why are you dating changkyun again when all he does is ignore you?”

to be honest, you weren’t so sure why you were dating changkyun. at first everything was fine, he was a great boyfriend, but as time passed you were always put on the back burner. “i’m eating with hyungwon tonight, don’t wait for me.” “i’m seeing a movie with minhyuk and jooheon, go to bed without me.” of course, you knew that his members were important to him. you knew this, but why was it so hard for him to make time for you too? when seokmin became a trainee, you had to learn how to accept the fact that you weren’t the most important person in his life anymore. however, it wasn’t hard for seok to integrate you into his new life, since the rest of the boys treated you like family. you would always stop by the dorm after classes, spending the rest of your days watching seokmin practice or helping him write new lyrics. but once you started dating changkyun, things changed and you stopped visiting as often.

“i wish i could tell you.” you yawned, your eyes struggling to stay open. you weren’t sure what was going on in your relationship, but you were just happy to have seokmin, who stuck by your side through all the ups and downs.

seok caressed your cheek, his insides swelling with frustration. it made him absolutely livid to see you like this, knowing that his best friend was dating such a piece of shit. “you’ll always have me, y/n. no matter what.” he murmured, kissing the top of your head before leaving you alone. you felt your ears and cheeks heat up, a warm, fuzzy feeling filling your body as you drifted off to sleep.

you spent the next couple of days hanging around seventeen’s dorm. changkyun hadn’t bothered to text you at all, and to be honest? you sort of forgot he existed. the boys were more than happy to have you around again, knowing that seokmin was always happier than usual when you were in his presence. after work, you two would meet at the convenience store across the street, buy different kinds of ice cream, and binge watch animations for the rest of the night. whenever seok was needed at the studio to run vocals, you would tag along, jihoon even asking for your opinion on lyrics. when the boys had practice, you were there to cheer them on, your hands full of snacks and drinks from the cafe next to the studio. everything seemed like it was slowly but surely going back to the way it was before.

so when changkyun’s friend kihyun, saw you and seokmin together at a cafe, sharing a slice of strawberry cake and an iced latte, he texted changkyun, “i didn’t know you and y/n broke up?”

“we didn’t?”

“so why is she getting cozy with some other guy right now? soonyoung’s friend, seokmin? interesting.”

it was two in the morning when changkyun showed up at your door, eyes full of rage. “kihyun told me he saw you with seokmin the other day, is it true?”

“changkyun it’s late, why are you here?” you sighed in frustration, running your hands through your hair. he stumbled towards you, the pungent smell of whiskey on his lips as he hurled ridiculous accusations at you.

“you’ve been cheating on me, haven’t you y/n? you’ve been fucking that piece of shit seokmin behind my back, huh? that’s why you haven’t been around the past week? because you’ve been too busy on your knees sucking his cock?” his words slurred as you bit your tongue, eyes starting to swell with tears. how dare he accuse you of cheating, when he was the one who didn’t even bother to contact you? these past couple of days you felt the happiest you’ve been in such a long time, only for changkyun to come and ruin it all.

“get out of my fucking face, changkyun.” you gritted through your teeth, fists clenching, shaking in sheer anger. you slammed the door shut, changkyun’s drunken slurs still echoing from the hallway. you were absolutely furious, your legs giving out as you collapsed against the door, eyes bloodshot and puffy.

the morning after, you decided that it would be best to avoid seokmin for the time being. you ignored his calls and texts for three days, locking yourself in your apartment and isolating yourself from him and the rest of the outside world. you needed time to rethink your relationships, with changkyun and seokmin. i mean, seok was just your best friend, right? so why did you feel so... confused about your feelings for him? 

seokmin was… confused, to say the least. you had never shut him out like this before, even when you two fought. so it was safe to say that not hearing from you for three days was absolutely nerve-wrecking for him. did he overstep a boundary? did he do something to scare you off? you two were just hanging out, just friends, like the old times... what could have possibly happened?

so when you showed up in front of his dorm at three in the morning, eyes stained red from tears, your hand clutching your phone, a photo of changkyun kissing someone else at the club dimly lit on the screen, seokmin couldn’t help but feel a wave of rage in his chest. “it’s his partner from his chemistry lab. apparently it’s been going on for a while, but nobody ever said anything.” you mumbled, your hands shaking in resentment and anger.

he pulled you in, clutching you tight, rubbing soft circles on your back, peppering comforting kisses on your head. “h-hey, d-don’t cry.. it’s gonna be okay, yeah? everything’s gonna be okay from now on, y/n. i promise, i p-promise you everything’s g-gonna be okay. i got you.” you buried your head deep in his chest, thankful for the comfort he brought you.

“can i sleep here tonight?” you mumbled, your fingers clinging onto the fabric of his t-shirt. seokmin didn’t say anything, instead taking your hand and leading you to his bedroom, pulling out your beloved sleepy shirt from his closet.

“if you need me, i’ll be in the living room with wonwoo.” seokmin pressed his lips against your forehead and thought nothing of it. but when you gripped his wrist, asking him to stay with you until you fell asleep, he found himself crawling under the sheets with you, wrapping his arms around you, brushing stray strands of hair from your face. as he laid in bed with you, feeling your heartbeat against his chest, he couldn’t help but feel … something. he decided that maybe, perhaps.. being next to you like this was something he wouldn’t mind doing for the rest of his life.

and when you woke up the next morning, streams of sunlight shining through the window to illuminate a sleeping seokmin next to you, arms still tightly wrapped around you, you couldn’t help but think that maybe your best friend was something much more to you than you thought.

you couldn’t help but giggle at the sight of him sleeping with his mouth half open, your fingers brushing against his cheek. for he was cute, and you felt like a complete idiot for not realizing it until now.

“y/n? what’s so funny?”

“nothing, you just look cute when you sleep.” you giggled as he pouted, pulling you in tighter, his head resting in the crook of your neck. you let out a soft gasp, surprised at the sensation of his lips pressed against your skin, your fingers finding their way to his hair. he pulled away for a bit to look at you, his ears and cheeks turning the slightest shade of pink.

“hey, can i try something? and if you don’t like it, i prom-” you cut him off by pulling his chin closer, pressing your lips against his. “how’d you know?” he murmured against your lips, refusing to pull away. you grinned, cupping his cheeks with your hands, feeling a complete sense of euphoria rush over you. seokmin swept his tongue against your bottom lip, gently asking you for permission to deepen the kiss. you would be a fool to say no, happily allowing him access to the one thing he had been craving all night, the two of you sharing saliva in pure ecstasy.

pulling seokmin on top of you, the two of you found a more comfortable position, his arms resting on either side of you, your arms snaking around his neck. he parted from your lips, making his way down your neck, planting soft, open kisses as you tilted your head back in pleasure. you felt one of his hands push the fabric of your shirt up, cupping one of your breasts gently, his thumb rubbing little circles onto your nipple, tongue swirling around the other one. you arched your back, crying out seok’s name while his teeth grazed your hardening bud. “is this okay?” he murmured, sucking soft, sensual, bruises all over your chest. you clutched the bed sheets, letting out a pleasurable cry, giving seokmin the answer he so desperately needed.

seokmin made his way down your body, kissing every inch of you until he reached your inner thighs, pressing a thumb against your clothed clit, a small wet spot already seeping through your shorts. “can i take these off?” you nodded, your heat begging for his touch. he slipped them off, spreading your legs before burying his face deep into your core. you were in absolute heaven, your legs wrapping around his shoulders and your hands tugging at his hair. his tongue traced intricate patterns across your folds, his fingers digging into your thighs as he lapped up your dripping arousal.

“h-holy f-fuck s-seokmin,” you moaned, watching him flick his tongue across your swollen clit, “how the f-fuck are you s-so good at t-this?” he smirked, rubbing your bud with his thumb while smothering your inner thighs with sloppy, wet kisses.

“i have no idea, i think it’s because you taste so fucking good baby,” he continued, devoting all his attention to sucking, licking, and rubbing your sensitive bud, determined to make you climax. your legs were in a frenzy, shaking uncontrollably, seokmin’s hands gripping them tightly to hold them in place. you felt it come to you in a rush, your mind going blank, eyes rolling to the back of your head seeing nothing but stars. “s-seok.. i c-came..” you whimpered at the overwhelming sensitivity, seokmin still gently licking your clit.

as seokmin found his way back to your side, you noticed the increase in size of his length, creating a tent in his pajama pants. you sat up and instinctively reached for his bulge, spitting into your hand before slipping it into his waistband, wrapping your fingers around his tip. “fuck, y/n,” he hissed, shutting his eyes in pleasure as you coated his length in a mixture of his precum and your saliva, tugging his pants down to free his member.

and holy fuck, seok was huge. you licked your lips, your hand pumping up and down his length while you slid in between his legs, finally having the opportunity to satisfy your craving. seokmin propped himself up, taking your chin in one of his hands, his thumb affectionately rubbing your cheek. “baby, you look so fucking hot, sucking me off like this,” he moaned as your tongue flicked against his tip, before taking him in completely. your mouth was full of his cock, the corners of your eyes beginning to tear slightly. you bobbed your head up and down further, filthy noises coming out of your mouth every time seokmin’s length hit the back of your throat. you cursed your gag reflex, unable to control the vulgar sounds of gagging and choking, your saliva trailing down your chin and all over his swollen member.

it turns out, seokmin thought it was fucking sexy when you choked on his cock. he twiched every time you sunk further into him, taking him deep into your throat. his hands pulled at your hair, groaning and cursing under his breath. “f-fuck baby, r-right there, that f-feels so fucking g-good. if you keep d-doing that, you’re g-gonna make me f-fucking cum.”

the thought of seokmin unloading into your mouth only aroused you even more, as you quickened your pace, tears definitely trickling down your face, but you were too occupied to even care. your jaw ached and your lips were swollen, but you were so determined to take in all of seokmin’s load, craving to taste him. seok couldn’t help but thrust into your mouth a couple of times, his cock slamming into the back of your throat as you tried to muffle the lewd noises you were making. he thrust into you one last time, gripping your hair as you felt a rush of warm, salty, liquid fill your mouth. you swallowed, licking up every last bit that might have spilled out during his release.

you scooted your way up to meet seokmin’s lips, looking like an absolute mess, doused in sweat and arousal. the both of you were exhausted, still unsatisfied, desperate for more. seokmin pulled you in, his teeth tugging on your bottom lip, as he fervently kissed you over and over again. “s-seok,” you let out a breathy moan as he sucked dark, purple love bites all over your neck. “i n-need you i-inside me, p-please.”

“you want me to fuck you, baby?” he groaned, hovering over you, looking at you with hooded eyes filled with an insatiable lust that only you could satisfy. you nodded, pulling on the hem of his shirt, motioning for him to take it off.  he shrugged it off, but before you could get to taking yours off, he pushes the fabric up instead, exposing your bare breasts covered in bite marks and bruises. “keep the shirt on,” seok muttered under his breath, his hands tracing over your bruised nipples. “you look so fucking hot in my clothes.”

he reached over to grab his wallet, taking out a thin slip of foil from the folds. but before he could open it you stopped him, seok shooting you a confused look. “no condom? i mean i’m clean, but you want me to pull out?” you rolled your eyes as you tossed the condom onto his nightstand. “seok, remember how you take me to the doctor every three months? i’m on the shot and i’m clean too,” you reminded him, pulling him down to press a soft, lingering kiss on his lips before murmuring, “so are you gonna cum in me, or what?”

seokmin bit his lip, your words riling him up. he slipped a hand under your head, keeping it steady as he kissed you, his tongue intertwining with yours. you squirmed under him, your fingers raking red marks down his back. he pulled away to rub his length against your wet folds, covering the head of his cock in your dripping juices. you whimpered, wrapping your legs around seok’s waist as he thrust into you, your walls clenching around him. seokmin groaned, burying his face into the crook of your neck as he began to pump himself in and out of you.

“f-fuck, y/n, you’re so fucking tight for me, baby, your cute, little pussy feels so fucking good wrapped around me,” seok murmured into your neck as you let out whines of pleasure, unable to stop yourself.

seok’s thrusts got harder and faster, pounding deep into your pussy, as you jerked your hips against his, finding the perfect rhythm between you two, his cock hitting the most sensitive spots inside of you. “f-fuck yes, seokmin! that’s s-so fucking good, f-fuck, right there, m-more, p-please, fuck,” you cried out, as he filled you up in the best way possible, the two of you sharing sloppy, wet kisses, the sounds of hot, skin slapping and seokmin’s groans ringing in your ears.

your eyes rolled to the back of your head, stars dancing around in your mind as seokmin reach between your legs, pressing his thumb onto your clit as your fingers dug into his back. “f-fuck, s-seok i’m a-almost t-there,” you whimpered, your throat drying out and voice raspy, feeling your core tighten around seok’s length.

“b-baby, i’m c-close too, f-fuck! i’m g-gonna cum i-inside you, yeah? you w-want me to stuff your p-pretty little pussy full of my cum?” he stuttered, pounding himself deeper and harder, burying himself into your neck.

“p-please, s-seok,” you begged, “c-cum inside me,” and so he did, seokmin thrusting into you as his hot, sticky, fluid filled you, as you two both rode out your highs. your legs were still shaking, as seokmin pulled out his cock to see his cum drip out of you, taking his fingers to gather some of it before it fell onto his sheets. seok smirked as you took his cum soaked fingers into your mouth, sucking and cleaning them off. “fuck, baby, i didn’t know you were so kinky?” he grinned, pressing a soft kiss to your lips, as you rolled your eyes, your cheeks turning the slightest shade of rose.

the two of you were laying in bed, yet to clean up and still barely clothed, legs intertwined and your head against his chest. you both were still in a dazed state of happiness, seokmin’s fingers stroking your hair, peppering little kisses on your forehead.

“this is so cliche, y/n but i swear to god i think i’m in love with you.” he mumbled, your eyes fluttering open to look at him.

“since when?”

“i think it was that one time i hit you in the head with a baseball and you purposely tripped me in the middle of my game.”

“seok, that was like third grade.”

“then i guess you can say i’ve spent my entire life loving you, yeah?” he grinned as you rolled your eyes, planting a soft kiss on his lips. somewhere along the way, you realized that you had everything you ever needed, right in front of you.

“i’m in love with you too, you dumbass.” you whispered in between kisses, your thumb tracing circles on his cheek.

tucked away in a small alley not too far from campus, the smell of freshly brewed coffee welcomed you in as you found yourself at your favorite little joint, ready to place the same exact order you had every day: one iced lavender latte. 

there were two reasons why you loved studying here.

one, the atmosphere suited your work aesthetic: plush velvet chairs surrounding glass tables, hanging ferns tastefully decorating cream coloured walls, and a display of macarons and croissants more tempting than even the finest bakery in paris. not to mention that the wifi was fast, faster than your apartment and the school library.

two, after trial and error, searching practically every cafe in your vicinity, you came to the conclusion that this particular coffee shop had the best lavender latte ever to grace your lips. at first, lavender itself as a flavor seemed a bit.. eclectic, perhaps a bit too sophisticated for your ramen and microwavable mac n’ cheese palette, but after trying it once, you had an unhealthy craving that needed to be satisfied.

you enjoyed coming here so much, that even the baristas began to enjoy your presence as well, jeonghan casually asking you how your exams went, discussing music recommendations with hansol, seungcheol even slipping you different pastries on the house. when you weren’t sleeping or taking exams, the shop was your favorite place to be.

so when you were greeted by an unfamiliar face at the register, you were surprised, to say the least. you cursed under your breath, fingers quickly untangling your hair, wishing that you had maybe taken an extra thirty seconds in your rushed morning routine to brush it. since when did someone so cute start working here?

for as early as eight in the morning, he was bright eyed and cheerful, a breath of fresh air compared to the grumpy jihoon that you were so accustomed to. the corners of his mouth curled into a smile as he enthusiastically inquired, “how can i help you this morning?”

words stumbled out of your mouth, heart pounding in your ears as you lied straight through your teeth, “actually.. t-this is my f-first t-time here, d-do you have any r-recommendations?”

he furrowed his brows, glancing at the menu before turning back to you with a smile sweeter than the cinnamon rolls on the counter, “do you like lavender? i had our lavender latte for the first time yesterday, and it’s pretty good!”

you nodded, perhaps too enthusiastically, your eyes darting to jihoon and jeonghan who were hiding behind the espresso machine, snickering at how flustered you probably looked in front of their new coworker.

“seokmin... if anything, y/n should know how great our lavender latte is. they drink one everyday, i wouldn’t be surprised if their blood was actually just lavender syrup and espresso,” jeonghan grinned, seokmin’s eyes widening as your ears turned an alarming shade of red. jeonghan looked at you, feigning shock as you pursed your lips, shooting him the deadliest look you could muster, “y/n, i’ve never seen you so nervous before... do you think seok is cute or something?”

your fingers curled around your wallet with robust force, pretending as if the handcrafted leather were jeonghan’s head as you slid your payment on the counter, mumbling for jeonghan to shut up.

you took your usual spot by the window, trying to avoid eye contact with the blushing barista behind the counter being teased by his coworkers. swearing revenge on yoon jeonghan, you immediately ran through a list of cafes in your head, trying to figure out which would be your new regular spot since there was absolutely no way in hell you could come back after that incident.

you were lost in your thoughts until jihoon stopped by your table, a grin still on his face as he handed you a cup of coffee and a lemon bar, “seokmin wanted me to give this to you for free.”

you squinted at the napkin tucked underneath the dessert, deciphering the barely legible writing before the heat rushed to your cheeks.

i hope jeonghan is right because i think you’re cute too. my shift ends at five... wanna grab dinner?

you giggled, looking up to meet seokmin’s gaze as you gave him a nod, the smile on his face brighter than the sun.

you stared at your laptop, barely paying attention to whatever trending netflix show that was on the screen. today was just one of those days — you woke up late, the train was late, your coffee spilled, work was tiring, people were getting on your nerves; monday events on a wednesday. although the comfort of your blankets provided some sort of relief, it was missing something. someone. your eyes flickered to the time on the top left corner of your screen. 11:54pm. hansol would be home any minute now.

with perfect timing, the front door of your apartment clicked open, the familiar sound of hansol’s footsteps against the wooden floor. the handle turned slowly, sol’s eyes peeking through the crevice of the door to check if you were sleeping.

“i’m awake, sol. you don’t have to be so quiet,” you murmured from the sea of blankets, eyes not leaving the screen. a sigh of relief left his lips as he got comfortable, peeling off his hoodie, flinging it to the corner of his closet. he slid under the covers next to you, wrapping his arms around your waist as you welcomed the extra warmth. your fingers traced his knuckles, sol’s hands enveloping yours, resting his chin on your shoulder.

“did you eat?” you shook your head, hansol’s lips forming into a pout against your skin. you were supposed to get dinner with your friends earlier, but plans fell through and well, you were too lazy to cook anything. “should we order pizza?”

“that’d be nice,” you pulled the blanket up to your nose, the warm fabric against your lips muffling your already quiet mumbles. “it’s been a rough day.” he pulled you in tighter, slightly chapped lips kissing the crook of your neck and the bend of your shoulder.

“i kinda guessed when i got home and didn’t hear you singing at the top of your lungs,” he couldn’t help but laugh, thinking about the way he would usually stand in front of your apartment, listening to your confident but slightly off-key singing before unlocking the door. “wanna talk about it?”

you closed your laptop and adjusted yourself, turning to face him, burying your face in his chest as you mumbled a soft ‘no’ into his shirt. it was one of those days. hansol understood, kissing the top of your head. he lifted your chin, your lips curling into a tiny pout before he kissed you, his thumb brushing against your cheek. “hate seeing you like this,” he murmured in between kisses, “is there anything i can do?”

“you being here is enough,” your cheeks flushed, fingers gripping the collar of his shirt to pull him in again, closing the gap between you two. sol cupped your cheeks, kissing every inch of your face until you were giggling, for it was absolutely impossible for you to be in a bad mood after being smothered in his kisses. that was one of the many things you loved about him, his ability to make your worst days better and brighter with kisses and the occasional bad pun. 

he peppered your face in kisses, pressing his lips against yours over and over again, glossy and swollen red. “i love you, you know that right?” he grinned, tucking stray strands of hair behind your ear. you nodded, feeling the heat rush to your cheeks. you couldn’t help but feel somewhat shy, knowing hansol wasn’t one to say things like that often, preferring to express his love in actions, rather than words. he was about to pull you in for one more kiss, interrupted by the audible grumble in his stomach. a smile tugged on your lips, a genuine one, a hansol smile, as he quickly clutched his stomach, cheeks turning a bright tomato red,  “can we still order pizza? i’m hungry.”

“sweetheart, you know how i feel about waking you up before sunrise,” his eyebrow furrowed, resting his forehead against yours while you giggled, pressing your lips against the corner of his pout, “i can’t have my sleeping beauty getting any less than her eight hours.”

“are you kidding me? the last time i had that much sleep was when hajoon and haeun were still in my stomach!” the combination of seok’s embrace and the rays of sunshine on your back provided a comforting warmth to your body as you snuggled into crook of his neck, fingers finding the nape of his neck.

the two of you tried to be as quiet as possible, muffling your giggles and whispers under the blankets, as if you two were children having a sleepover, up way past their bedtime. despite now being married, having kids, and a "real adult job", you absolutely loved how seokmin never failed to bring out your inner child. you loved how even after all these years, he still made your heart race, butterflies fluttering in your stomach, the same way they did when you first met him.

“mommy? daddy?” seokmin shot you a panicked look as the wooden door to your bedroom creaked open, two very sleepy toddlers hand in hand, standing before you, “can we come?”

before you or your husband could even say a word, hajoon and haeun were already waddling over, trying to climb into the bed, tiny fists clutching onto the comforters in an attempt to pull themselves up.

“come here, princess,” seokmin grinned, lifting haeun up as you leaned over the edge of the bed, hajoon’s arms instantly wrapping around your neck. you pressed soft kisses on top of your son’s forehead, your heart bursting with pure love for your little family. despite the tiny fingers tugging on seok’s scalp, little feet shoved into your chest as your babies argued over who got to sleep next to who, you were happy. when the four of you were finally settled in, snug and warm in a sea of fabric, seokmin glanced over at you, a gleam in his eye and his smile wider than ever.