#hyunmin

I have a rather soft and comfort ask…

I’m imagining hyunmin comforting reader on a bad week or on her period and seungmin and hyunjin just make it better for her after she accidentally snapped on them both but felt bad right away after she realized that she snapped

You’re just one of the best poly writers ive seen so this would just comfort me so much right now!

Love your works <3

drabble | safe space

pairing: poly!hyunmin x fem!reader

genre: fluff, comfort

warnings: nonsexual nudity, reader gets periods, reader is sad

word count: 662

A/N: I hope this is okay, serious stuff isn't really my strong suit, but i really liked this ask, i haven't seen much hyunmin dynamics.

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HYUNMIN SMUT AUDIO

Ofc i Can do it This is the best I found that sounds a bit like it, I hope you like it

Bottom: 🥟 top:🐶

Hyunjin and Seungmin were bored and also horny, so Seungmin dominated Hyunjin, and Hyunjin couldn't be quiet, so the others noticed what they were doing.

🔞 Seungmin x Hyunjin🔞

Note: Sorry this took SO long. I didn't have a plot to go off of so I kind of ended up going crazy. It's not very kinky but there is smut

Dynamic: ↑🐶↓🥟

Tags: Dick riding, anal, oral, teeniest tiniest bit of knife play but only kind of

Warning: stalking and like the most mild dubcon known to man. Idek if it counts as dubcon

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The bottom of an empty bottle isn't what Hyunjin wanted to see. He never liked drinking. Especially by himself, at his kitchen table, head hanging low. But how could he even begin to handle the sharp pain in his chest while sober?

When he felt like this, like his world was crumbling on top of him, he would go to Seungmin. Seungmin was like an umbrella who shielded him from the debris.

He was always there, since as long as Hyunjin could remember. Since their school days, since they kissed for the first time in their senior year. It was so vivid to Hyunjin.

Senior year really felt like yesterday, neither of them discussed their feelings. But, Hyunjin had come out as bisexual to Seungmin, and shockingly, Seungmin came out in return. Then, it sort of just happened.

It took probably 10 minutes for Hyunjin to stop laughing and giggling at just the idea of them kissing before they actually met each other's lips. Seungmin was the one who suggested it, both of them giggled and blushed plenty, but once they were on each other, it didn't stop.

But senior year was 8 years ago. Hyunjin was too old to reminisce about first kisses. For 8 years, Seungmin was his. Even if it took a few years before they were official, Seungmin was always his. But now, Seungmin is gone. 8 years of giggles and kisses thrown away like it never meant anything to Seungmin.

It felt like he made the decision so easily, to break up with Hyunjin. To cut him off completely. He said Hyunjin was too obsessed or possessive. Seungmin thought it was unhealthy for the both of them.

So it was all Hyunjin's fault, then? He just wanted to be sure that Seungmin stayed his. Maybe he was ‘dependent’ but he never understood how that was a bad thing. It was just so easy for Seungmin to blame Hyunjin, maybe Seungmin was just scared of what the rest of their lives could have been.

He needed to leave, to get out, even if it was pouring rain. He needed to be away from his empty house. Maybe the rain could wash away a broken heart.

Hyunjin walked aimlessly without any thought, it was a miracle he didn't end up in a ditch. But, his feet betrayed him. Without even thinking, his feet led him to Seungmin's house. Had he really walked all the way out here in the rain? His hoodie was completely soaked through, his wet hair stuck uncomfortably to his skin. It was gross, he should turn around and take a shower.

But he didn't. Seeing the lights in the house still on, Hyunjin couldn't stop himself from subtly peeking through the window of Seungmin's house, into the living room.

Maybe the universe was just cruel after all. Because what he saw inside made him want to vomit. Seeing Seungmin with someone else on the same couch that Seungmin used to fuck him on was disgusting.

Thankfully Hyunjin didn't recognize the man, probably some random hook up. But he seriously wanted to shoot him, or maybe shoot himself. It was like a train wreck, though. He couldn't look away.

Hyunjin did everything in his power to avoid this exact scenario, and yet here he was, watching Seungmin slowly fuck some other man like a cuck.

Every night since then, Hyunjin watched outside of Seungmin's window. Most nights, Seungmin was by himself. He looked fine. He clearly wasn't nearly as distraught as Hyunjin was… The worst nights were when Seungmin's weekly hook up was there. Sometimes Seungmin was being the one fucked, sometimes vise versa. Either way, it killed Hyunjin in ways he couldn't have imagined.

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Seungmin was fine. Of course he cared when he split with Hyunjin, but he was fine. It wasn't a big deal, it wasn't going to tear him apart from the inside. They were bad for each other, it was better this way, really.

Late night hook ups became more frequent than they've ever been in the past. Seungmin wasn't used to being alone at night, and he was getting a fuck out of it, so it was a win win…

But, tonight, there was no one. He really was alone. Flipping through dozens of channels on the TV, he just stared blankly into nothing. He didn't even like watching television this late, but he wanted something to freeze his mind. He didn't want to think too much. About how alone he was.

Sometimes he regretted ever leaving Hyunjin. Even Hyunjin's obsessive behaviors were more bearable than the empty sound of being alone in a dark room. He knew it was better this way, all of his friends were concerned for him while he was with Hyunjin. His parents were concerned. Hyunjin had problems, problems that Seungmin was only encouraging just by being with him.

Though, he often found himself thinking about the times he and Hyunjin would just sit in comfortable silence. Holding hands, never letting go. Just the two of them, soaking each other in… Is it too late to try and turn back time?

Thankfully something pulled Seungmin out of his loop of terrible thoughts. There was a knock on the door, it was pretty late at night, so it was odd.

“Hello?” Seungmin opened the door before freezing at the sight in front of him.

Hyunjin was standing in the rain. He was soaking wet, but the rain couldn't disguise the tears that stained his face. He looked like a real mess. Seungmin's never seen the bags under his eyes this dark.

Before Seungmin could say another word, ask what Hyunjin was doing, or react at all, Hyunjin was already throwing himself at Seungmin. The wet fabric of Hyunjin's clothes, wetting Seungmin's perfectly dry clothes. Hyunjin held onto him tightly, gripping onto his shirt like he was going to fall to the floor and used Seungmin to keep himself up.

“Hyung…” Seungmin muttered, looking down at the mess that clung to him so desperately.

“Min…Minnie, baby… Please…” Hyunjin sobbed into the fabric of Seungmin's shirt.

Seungmin held tightly onto Hyunjin's arms, holding him up, otherwise he was scared Hyunjin would just collapse on his floor. But he couldn't get himself to say anything.

“I tried…” Hyunjin sniffled, “I tried to let you go, I tried so hard, but I can't. I need you,”

Seeing Hyunjin in this state was… Well, Seungmin felt guilty because he felt blood rush to his dick seeing Hyunjin so messed up and pathetic for him. That was a cruel feeling to feel, but after going so long without being with Hyunjin, it was hard to not feel it.

“Hyung, please take a shower and let me get you dry clothes to change into,” Seungmin offered, trying to remain neutral while Hyunjin was in a state of distress.

Only, Hyunjin just weakly shook his head. “I think you'll die if I go another second without having you,”

Seungmin's eyes squinted, “Don't you mean you think you will die if you go another second without having me?” He corrected.

No, Hyunjin meant exactly what he said, and that became clear once he held a box cutter to Seungmin's throat, “Oh,”

Hyunjin slowly was able to stand on his own two feet, letting Seungmin let go of him just as slowly. Seungmin didn't seem intimidated, but despite his poker face, Hyunjin knew all the signs that said Seungmin was nervous.

“Are you scared, Minnie? Don't be scared, I won't hurt you. As long as you're nice to me,” Hyunjin smiled. It was a bit unsettling how his smile looked as it always did, so sweet.

Hyunjin's smile dulled only slightly as he looked Seungmin up and down, as if he was sizing him up, “Oh. Oh look~” He smiled again, flipping the box cutter in his hand and dragging the handle of it down Seungmin's crotch, causing Seungmin to flinch. “I don't think you're scared. You wanted me too? You could have just told me,”

Seungmin bit back a moan as Hyunjin stepped so close, palming the embarrassing half hard on in his pants. It was true that Seungmin was undeniably turned on, but he hoped Hyunjin wouldn't notice… The last thing he needed was to encourage this shit.

“Hyung, please, you don't have to be like this,”

“Why not? Clearly you like it,”

Hyunjin pushed Seungmin to the couch, shoving him down onto it. Before he could even attempt to get up, Hyunjin was already sitting on his lap, facing him. Seungmin tried to ignore the gross sensory problems he was having with Hyunjin's soaked clothing that ultimately was wetting the couch as well.

But, it didn't really matter, considering Hyunjin was already rushing to pull his own clothing off. Seungmin's eyes instinctively wandered, his hands naturally falling to Hyunjin's hips.

Hyunjin's whole vibe turned very seductive, he was always good at being seductive, but it was an intense switch in this moment. His half lidded eyes were begging Seungmin to fuck him, his movements were pleading for Seungmin to be inside of him.

And who was Seungmin to deny it? It's not like he had a choice, Hyunjin had a weapon afterall.

Not that he was even holding the cutter anymore, it had been forgotten and discarded on the floor while Hyunjin eagerly hopped on Seungmin's cock.

Both men moaned and groaned in unison, there was absolutely no prep but Hyunjin didn't seem to care. Seungmin was sure Hyunjin would threaten him again if he tried to take the extra time to fuck open his hole with his fingers. Hyunjin at least had the decency to bring lube.

Seungmin leaned back against the couch, watching Hyunjin desperately bounce up and down, every muscle and flesh bouncing with him. The wet hair stuck to his face so beautifully, it was like a personal show just for Seungmin.

“Baby… I missed… this,” Hyunjin breathed heavily as he sloppily took Seungmin's cock in and out over and over, “Still feel good, even after sleeping with all those other men,” He moaned out, gripping onto Seungmin's shoulders with shaky hands.

“What do you know about that?”

A bashful smile found itself on Hyunjin's face, as if he was caught for doing something harmless like taking his roommates’ food, “I saw…” He whimpered when Seungmin's dick grazed against his prostate, “Through the window,”

As hot as it was watching Hyunjin desperately try to fuck himself on Seungmin's cock while absolutely failing, Seungmin still gripped Hyunjin by the waist and changed their position,

“Oh, so you were stalking me?” Seungmin hummed as he laid Hyunjin down, now on top of him and thrusting into Hyunjin himself.

“Mmhm,” He hummed, letting out little cute gasps with every thrust.

Seungmin groaned, the image of Hyunjin watching him through his window while he fucked or got fucked on the same couch, “You just sat back and watched? Masterbaiting outside my window in the middle of the night?”

“No! No. I couldn't!” Hyunjin whined, “I wanted to kill them… or… you, myself… someone,” He whimpered, his face twisting in every way.

“You need me that bad?”

“I need you more than anything,”

Seungmin's pace picked up, harder, pounding deep into Hyunjin's hole that sucked him in so tightly. Leaning forward, he pressed his lips to Hyunjin's.

Hyunjin's arms wrapped tightly around Seungmin's neck, pulling him as close as he'd get. The kiss felt more like a brutal attack, their teeth knocking into each other, Hyunjin biting down on Seungmin's bottom lip until it bled…

Finally Seungmin pulled away from the kiss, making Hyunjin whine. But Seungmin fucked into Hyunjin with a few harder thrusts before coming deep inside his ass,

“Oh, Minnie,” Hyunjin moaned, “Please…”

Seungmin groaned before finally pulling out, “You've always been so good… so good for me…” His thumb traced over Hyunjin's hole, pushing the dripping cum back into Hyunjin.

“I’ll always be,”

Seungmin wrapped his long fingers around Hyunjin's neglected, leaking dick, making Hyunjin flinch. He stroked once, twice, then licked the tip slowly.

Hyunjin's whole body trembled, his back arching like he'd come just from that. But Seungmin took Hyunjin's whole dick into his mouth and down his throat.

And, it didn't take very long before Hyunjin was coming down Seungmin's throat, swallowing as much as he could and licking any up that spilled down his chin.

Hyunjin laid limp now, letting out a heavy breath as he tried to recollect himself. “Please don't leave me again after this,” he said weakly.

“I won't, I'm sorry. I'm sorry, I won't,” Seungmin said as he crawled back on top of Hyunjin, holding him tightly,

“Good… Otherwise I really will kill you,”

“I know,”

I think of this video daily