#hongdae

Parings : sub idol traine ! soobin and dom ! afab idol trainee reader

warnings: Reader is mean but also a bad bxtch so does that really surprise you, both are drunk, soobin is a loser, clubbing, ry humping, handjob (?), porn with "plot", virgin soobin, cumming in pants, Belle, Julie and Yeonjun are mentioned, not proofread (sorry)

a/n: ill make a shorter fic eventually, this is such trash but i felt like writing so here

English is my first language i'm just illiterate

W.C: 2.6k (long asl sorry)

!!MINORS DNI!!

"are we just going to watch a movie again like every other weekend?" you complain to your friends who are all too preoccupied with their own things to care what you're whining about. the lights of the cafe you're all in flicker and you take a sip from your latte.

belle, your friend since your beginning of your idol training, looks up at you from her compact foundations mirror, "what else are we really supposed to do.. we have to hide our faces practically everywhere we go, so its basically one of the only safe options. besides, i like the movies." she looks at the other to get their approval.

they all nod besides yeonjun who looks at you with a smirk before saying, "i dunno guys i kinda agree with y/n. why dont we do something actually fun for once? i heard nam-joon sunbaenim knows this really nice club in hongdae that doesn't allow any cctv.." he grins widely as he says this almost proud of himself for thinking of such an idea.

"do you want to get kicked out before even debuting?" belle says flatly. "thats a terrible idea."

"cmon. itd be a good break from training, and plus this chud's still a virgin." yeonjun says while laughing and nudging soobin, the timid blonde sitting next to him. he smiles shyly and pushes him back in attempt to look less loser like. if you weren't friends with all of them you'd think he was being bullied. you laugh with him and so does belle eventually. you always knew soobin was inexperienced. you guys have been training together for the past 2 years, since he was 15, and apart from the dumb spin the bottle kiss he has with jiwon (that the company obviously has no idea about) he blatantly has no experience whatsoever.

"that's honestly not the worst idea hes ever had." you argue. it'd honestly be nice for you to relieve stress from having to practice dance for 7 hours every day. soobin looks up from drinking from his straw to look at you. he never took you for the party person, but he knew you'd gone out a couple times from what belle told him. the only people in the world who knew about his immense crush on you were your bestfriend belle, and his bestfriend yeonjun (basically your entire friendgroup) and somehow you were still oblivious.

belle pouts but eventually agrees after you take some time to convince her as well as you can. you bribe her with the idea of doing your hair and makeup together in your dorm, even offering to let her pick your outfit. (maybe not the best idea)

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you stretch as you wake up from your nap and roll over in your warm, basically suffocating, sheets to check your phone for the time. 7:21pm. perfect. you call belle to make sure shes on the way and roll your legs off the side of your bed so you can shower before she gets there. after your everything shower you open the door to see belle, along with two uninvited guests. soobin and another trainee you and belle are in the same cohort as, julie. now to say you disliked julie would be a stretch, like? definitely not. hate? also no. but you definitely werent pleased with these two crashing your girls date with belle.

"um? since when was this a group thing?" you whisper through your teeth as she walks in before the other two. as you see them trail in behind her you just so happen to notice julie is standing particularly close to soobin, and is also particularly laughing as hard as she can at jokes you know arent funny. cmon, its soobin. soobin waves at you kindly. he's really hoping you don't think HE invited julie. he barely even knows her, infact this is the only time hes even had an actual conversation with her.

"hey relax, they didn't know how to find the club so i just brought them here with me. they wont bother us dont worry." she assures you as they take a seat on your couch, julies legs rubbing against soobins as he stiffly sits trying his hardest not to make eye contact with her, awkwardly chuckling. "plus .. it looks like julie's taken a liking to him already." she giggles, making the vein on your forehead pop out even more than before.

"aha yeah sure." you say as you direct belle to your room, not wanting to take your eyes off of those two. reluctantly you do. you two get ready, you rushing just so that you don't have to leave them alone for any longer than you have to. "i'm gonna go sit with them while you finish up." you say to belle and she nods, smiling. maybe it wasn't your best idea having her dress you, but you sure did look hot. she chose a black sparkly mini dress with a slit down the side, with a beautiful lace neckline on the top. you were never especially proud of your chest, but the pushup bra she let you borrow was sure doing its number on you, because it looked like you had implants with how much they grew in size. you walk out to join them and soobin's eyes immediately flicker up to you, julie basically glaring as you walk in.

"y-y/n you look nice. is that your dress?" soobin says with a tinge of stiffness behind it.

"oh- thanks. no its belles, she dressed me for tonight.." you smile and do a mini twirl for them, somehow not tripping over the two inch stilettos she put you in.

"yeah.. you look great." julie says, flashing a "friendly" smile. you fight the urge to not roll your eyes at her obviously fake comment. out of nowhere belle runs out and puts her arm around your shoulder as she yells, "lets fxxking GOOO!!!"

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you all wave as you see yeonjun talking to the bouncer with his black baseball cap on. hes wearing a pretty typical hongdae outfit, jorts with a nice shirt. you didn't notice until now, but it looks like he also gave some clothes to soobin to borrow, since he almost has the same outfit, but since it's yeonjuns shirt its slightly tight on soobins arms and chest. that detail makes your stomach flip for a second but you quickly snap out of it as you finally meet with yeonjun.

"hey!! what took you guys so longg" yeonjun says, clearly a couple shots in already. "i got us a spot in line so we can go straight in." he pats the bouncer on the back, to which he gives an odd look but smiles out of politeness.

"thanks." belle says as you all show your ids one by one. yeonjun smiles almost sheepishly while scratching the back of his head, to which you laugh at. you go after soobin, making sure to separate him and julie in the selfmade line you guys formed. you run to follow him down the stairs. to say you felt jealous would be overboard, but it did bother you for some reason.

"soobin!" you call after him as you both get down the stairs. the blasting music and blinding lights overload both of your senses and he leans down to hear you better.

"yeah?" he replies, face much closer to you than before, causing you to lean back slightly.

you quickly regain your composure. "you ready to get wasted?!" you say as you hand him your free drink you got as soon as you entered the club.

"i've never had this strong of alcohol before.. you think it'll be fine?" he says in a small voice holding the drink up in front of his face.

"oh dont worry, you'll be fine." you say, assuming because of his big size he must have a high tolerance.

he drinks it quickly and looks around to see where everyone else went. belle runs down the stairs and heads past both of you immediately, on the hunt for a place to climb up onto to dance. yeonjun follows behind her, making sure that no guys approach her.

"no shot.." soobin says as he sees yeonjun walk past you two.

"it was bound to happen," you say as you also watch them. just then you spot julie looking around above the crowd, clearly looking for soobin. you suddenly jerk him by the arm before he sees, walking to the other side of the club through the swamp of people.

"w-where are we going? i can't see a thing in here." he stumbles as he follows behind, obviously confused.

"here." you bring him to a table with a couple people. they offer you both the vodka and orange juice they'd been given on the house by the club. you both quickly accept their generous peace treaty of alcohol and begin socializing. time flies by as you both take shots, love shots, double shots, you name it.

but you know the thing you said about soobin's tolerance probably being high?

boy were you wrong. so, so wrong. 5 shots in and he was slurring his speech. now not to say you're the best drinker in the world, but you certainly were better than that.

"y/n hiccup you're so cool you know thad? like seriously.." he says, face flushed, elbow leaning on the table. he almost falls over as the table shakes unevenly from his weight.

you steady him and laugh lightly. "maybe i lied.. are you alright?" you say concerned as he leans closer to your face like before.

"what'd you say?" he says blinking slowly. his shoulders broadening as he leans in.

"i- pfff." you puff your cheeks out trying to sober up, because the thoughts you were having about him right now were definitely not sober thoughts. imagining him like this, but below you as you teased him until he was begging you to stop, not able to.. NO stop. this was the loser you weren't supposed to care about.

he looked at you with his eyes now darkened due to his drunkenness.

he hesitates.

"can i kiss you?" he gets out finally.

you pause. you shouldn't. but you do. you grabbed his cheek and attached your lips to his before he could even realize you were doing it. he instantly melted into the kiss, sighing against your lips and bringing his hands up to your hair, messing up the styling that took you almost an hour to perfect.

“so needy,” you mumbled against him mouth. the sound of the music making it almost impossible to hear your noice.

testing, you dragged your hand down to cup his bulge, feeling if he was hard yet. you weren’t surprised to find that he was. who were you kidding, he has no experience, even just looking at julie's legs rubbing against his earlier probably made him hard.

you open your eyes, snapping yourself back to reality. you push him back away from you, holding both of his arms to keep him a safe distance from yourself. you may have been drunk but you still had some sort of social awareness left.

"what- why? what happened, did I do something wrong?" he says hurriedly and concerned that you'd end it all here.

"just.." you look at him for a moment looking from one of his eyes to the other. "follow me."

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he whines lightly as you push him down onto your dorm bed. he'd almost fallen asleep in the taxi but quickly snapped out of it when you go to the stairs of your dorm. you were both still drunk, slightly sobering up by now but definitely still drunk.

you pause, hesitating to touch him before you hear him say quietly under his breath, "please.."

"hm? what was that?" you say, testing him to see how obedient he'd be.

"y/n.. please touch me.." he says looking at you through his eyelashes. god he looked so good right now. laying on YOUR bed in YOUR room just for you. you crawl on top of him looking at him beneath you as you fantasized earlier. and it was so much better than it was in your imagination. his whole body feels hot, pulsing as he looks up at you. you bring your hand, palming him, watching his face contort as you do so.

"f-fuck," he murmurs, taken aback by what you're doing.

"did you think I wouldn't take the chance to finally fuck you?" you say, expression filled with lust.

his mind is filled with questions. have you wanted to have sex with him? have you been thinking about him that was this whole time? since when you met 2 years ago and he asked (on purpose of coruse) for you to help him learn the choreography. he becomes even hotter but as you start violently palming him through his sweatpants, he doesn't have time to think about it. after a seconds, his hips buck into your touch, and he whimpers, "oh, g-god.. I'm close." his breathing quicken, rough and erratic, and scented like the cheap liquor you both had at the club together.

he's ashamed since hes already close so quickly, but he can't help it, his cheeks flushed with baby pink. you're so beautiful, and while you're touching him, he realized he likes you more than he thought before. "are you going to come after just humping my hand?" unimpressed, you ask. "you really are a pathetic virgin." you giggle as you continue touching him through his clothes, a wet spot forming on his jorts. Well, not his, yeonjuns shorts.

"please stop. wanna last. " he says. you want to taunt him more since he's so adorable, weak, and obedient, but he doesn't want to cum yet, so you give in. when his breathing goes back to normal, you straddle him while he mumble "thank you"s. he finally opens his eyes to see your dark, hungry gaze. You help him unbotton his jorts to reveals his stained boxers.

he almost begins to say something, but you interrupt from pressing your clothes cunt against his throbbing member trapped in his briefs. He throws his head back into your pillow and whines, "god, y/nnie.. i-i cant.." you move slowly, remembers it's his first time for all of this, which somehow makes you impossibly more wet.

“sorry, you were saying?” you ask, giggling meanly. you keep the movement up, building a rhythm while watching him struggle to string words together.

"I can't—ahh—can't believe t-this is happening," but a particularly harsh grind cuts him off. his eyes briefly catch on sight of your cunt's outline, and even through two layers of clothes, the sensation sends him reeling. "well," you sigh into the emotion and acknowledge that you definetly ruined belle's dress "why is that?"

"you're so nice.. and pretty, god I need you, please. " He lets out a whimper. when you look at him, you are struck by gorgeous he is, with his blond hair spreading out underneath. You can't help but bend down and give him a kiss because he bit his lips, making them crimson. he tastes like the orange juice you had before. his hips start to twitch wildly beneath your weight, and he starts to pant against your mouth. you grind down again, to which he protests.

“stop! stop, please– too much, ahh–” he rambles, stuttering around portions of a sentence. he’s so embarrassed, but it’s not his fault that you’re enjoying this too much to stop. you continue the ministrations for a little while longer because you enjoy the sound of him pleading, till he is nearly screaming and writhing on your covers.

you feel his hips twitch and he grabs your hips to make your movements stop.  Just then you notice the wetness spread even further. god. he came. "a-ahh no no- no ah- im so s.. sorry.. I couldn't help it.." he's almost crying from how ashamed he is.

"shhh shh no its okay baby dont worry.. I didn't even expect you to last this long. good job." you say, moving to lay beside him as you slowly caress his face to comfort him. "but.. we're going to have to DEEP clean those shorts." you say looking down and giggling. he cranes his neck and leans forward take a look himself. "fuck." he lets out. now that was the first time you've heard choi soobin curse.

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My photos from Ma Pause Bakery in Hongdae, Seoul, October 2025

I went to a restaurant in Hongdae tonight to celebrate my birthday. On the way home, my taxi driver FELL ASLEEP… AT THE WHEEL! 😭😭😭

Like SIR!??!

I had to tap him and shout “저기요!” to wake him😭

The worst part is that it took me 10mins to explain to this man (in my very broken Korean 🥲) where my friends and I were waiting for him EVEN THOUGH it’s on his GPS…. I used every brain cell I had reading and translating to help him find us annnnnd then this happens 🫠🫠🫠

I’m setting this whole place OFF 😤😭