#treasure x reader

hyunsuk

daddy kink - I don't think I even have to explain anything. It's so obvious he has a thing for that. He literally gets turned on every time you call him ‘daddy’. That’s definitely his favorite nickname to call him in bed because it not only implies his dominance but also includes his caring nature. That obviously means he’s a soft dom.

praise kink - He would praise the fuck out of you. I think he talks a lot during sex in general, and most of that are praises. And he’s definitely calling you ‘babygirl’ (since he’s the daddy, duh). He’s caressing your cheek softly while calling you all sorts of sweet nicknames, saying how good you're making him feel. He also likes when you tell him that he’s doing a good job.

spanking - Usually on the days when he’s a little more rough. I’d say he’s more of an ass guy as well. He would grab your ass whenever he gets the chance, so he’ll make that chance for himself by fucking you from behind. I think he’d love to spank you once in a while he’s taking you doggy style. Sometimes he likes to roleplay that he’s disciplining you by doing so.

jihoon

degradation - In every way either by calling you degrading nicknames or his actions. He loves ruining you while having sex. Seeing your fucked up expression, smudged make up, red lips, teary eyes, flustered cheeks, it turns him on sooo much.

bdsm - Using all sorts of gadgets: ropes, whips, vibrators, clamps. Very much connected with his degradation kink. Besides that he uses his favorite gadget - his strong hands - to hold you in place, choke you or pull your hair. He won’t do anything that might be out of your comfort zone though, he’s very strict with that, and reminds you about your safe word once in a while (you don’t do it tho cause you’re a freak too).

boob play - He’s definitely a boob guy. Even when you’re not having sex he always has his eyes on them, and when he gets a glimpse of your cleavage he’s basically undressing you with his sight. When you do have sex he loves to play with them with his hands, or mouth. I think he’d absolutely master the skill of making you cum by just playing with your nipples.

yoshi

domination - Don’t get fooled by his cutesy and innocent idol persona. This man is definitely a domination freak. He would command you to get undressed, to get on your knees or touch yourself and he would sit back and watch, palming himself through his pants. Same as Jihoon he would also love to look at you while he fucks you, to see how much he’s ruining you. He would also like to pin your hands above your head.

rough sex - Hard and deep thrusts. Raw if he feels like being a little risky. No matter the position, he’ll always make sure that his pace is rough. If you’re on top and you won’t keep up to his preferred tempo he’ll just grab your hips and start thrusting harder from under you.

hair pulling - It makes him feel even more in control. Especially when you’re kneeling in front of him, sucking his dick. He won’t force you to take him deeper, but he will hold your hair tightly to remind you that he’s still the one who's in charge here.

junkyu

experimental - I bet he watches lots of porn and whenever he sees something out of his usual stuff he does with you, he would ask you to try the thing that he saw. It can be a position or a gadget he never thought of using on you. He definitely learned to make you squirt that way.

quickies - He loooves them. In between his midday naps, when he has a short break from practice, when he wants to take a break while working on his music, just really whenever he gets horny. His favorite position to do it would be with you on top, holding your hips tightly and controlling the pace, making sure that you feel his every inch inside your pussy.

boob play - Your boobs are his favorite fidget toy. Even when you’re just cuddling with each other, his hand would instinctively go under your shirt to play with them. During sex he loves every position which allows him to hold them in his hands. Of all places to cum he loves cumming on your boobs the most.

jaehyuk

possessive sex - I think he’s pretty vanilla but he will make sure that you know you belong to him during sex. He loves marking you, leaving hickeys on your neck or boobs, leaving bite marks. He wouldn’t say it out loud but while doing so he’s imagining how everyone that looks at your marks will immediately know that you’re his and it turns him on a lot.

doggy style - Fucking you from behind, holding you tightly, one hand on your shoulder, the other one on your hip. He would also slap your ass once in a while, hoping to leave another mark on your body (sometimes he really does). I think he doesn’t say much but when he’s pounding into you like that he may whisper that you’re his little slut.

handjobs - He really enjoys being taken care of like that. Especially when you’re showing him your boobs, he likes how they bounce a little when you’re stroking him. If he’s feeling generous he will also finger you as a reward.

asahi

multiple orgasms - He might not look like one, but he is a really good fucker. Thrusting into you at a perfect angle, making you feel his every vain from the inside. He knows exactly what he’s doing and he’s doing it right. Combine this with the fact that he’s most likely to put your needs and pleasure first. The result is that he will always make sure you’re cumming at least three times.

cunnilingus - On top of fucking you with his dick good he also fucks you with his tongue just as well. He would eat you out like he has masters in it, seriously no other man could take care of your clit better. When he adds his fingers it’s guaranteed your squirting all over his face.

light choking - The grip on your neck is not the strongest, it doesn’t have to be. He puts a little pressure on it, just enough to make you a bit lightheaded. His thrusts become more intense then. He loves seeing how your face glows with pleasure when he’s doing it to you.

doyoung

teasing - I bet this man is such a tease in bed. He would drag out the foreplay for a painfully long time. He won’t stop until you’re literally begging him to finally fuck you. Seeing you all desperate is a big turn on for him.

dirty talk - I think he also talks a lot when you’re having sex. His favorite part of dirty talk is giving you thousands of different nicknames. Depending on his mood he would either call you his ‘sweet angel’ or a ‘dirty whore’ and you never really know which one you’ll get.

cum play - It turns him on sooo much. That’s why almost always he would like to finish somewhere on your body. His favorite places to do it are your face, mouth and tits. When he cums in your mouth he tells you to keep your mouth open to make it slowly drip down your chin. If it’s on your tits he would spread it on them and then make you lick his fingers clean.

haruto

deep throating - I think he’s the type which has his needs and fulfilling them would be his main priority. As soon as you take his dick into your mouth he would start pushing your head to take it deeper. It always makes him make these deep groans.

mirror sex - Seeing how hot both of you look while you fuck turns him on a lot. He probably imagines you guys are filming porn. Sometimes he really wants to do that but always hesitates cause it would be too much of a risk. He also likes to hold your chin up to make you see that too.

overstimulation - Your legs shaking, he already made you cum twice. Yet he doesn’t stop pounding into you, hand keeps on circling on your clit. All he does is grinning confidently while watching you fall apart. Just because, cause he likes to fuck with you like that. Besides, he’s not stopping until HE is fully satisfied.

jeongwoo

foreplay - I feel like he’s the type to take his time with you. He would do his best to make it feel special every time. He would start by passionately making out with you. Then take your clothes off slowly. Bonus points if you’re wearing some sexy lingerie underneath.

mutual masturbation - I think he might be into it. He may initiate it instead of regular sex sometimes or incorporate it to his foreplay game. He would let you set the tempo and try to synchronize his fingers in your pussy to the rhythm in which you're stroking him.

positions - He would want to try all kinds of different positions with you. All because he wants to find out how he can make this the most pleasurable for both of you. His favorites would definitely be the ones in which he can hold you close to his chest, to feel how your body is burning up under his touch.

junghwan

thigh riding - You asked him shyly about doing it one time, cause you saw it somewhere on the internet and wanted to try it. You were holding onto his strong shoulders and looked at him with this blissful expression, surprised how much pleasure this simple friction was giving you. He liked it so much he's asking you to do it once in a while now.

size kink - It's no secret that he's a big guy (yup, down there too. don't ask me how, I just know) and he definitely likes using it to his advantage. He manhandles you and you obviously fold when he does that. When he does dirty talk it's usually about how tight you are.

He hums and presses slow, soft kisses along your shoulder and neck line. Your stomach flips pleasantly at the affection, something you’ve yet to get used to even months into your relationship.

Your boyfriend was one of the few men that could truly be qualified as a gentleman. Always considerate of you and your wishes, eager to make you happy, comfortable to show his love for you but never in a way that makes you feel pressured. From the start, he’s been respectful of your boundaries—you, who at the beginning of the relationship, couldn’t keep eye contact with him for longer than five seconds, who would have heat rising to your face the instant he even came near you, let alone kiss or hug you. Although you’ve gotten better at accepting these attentions without malfunctioning, it still doesn’t come so easy to you to reciprocate them fully.

And so more and more now, you start wishing that he wasn’t so respectful of your boundaries. You think it would help you show him the kind of love that you know he deserves and wish you could give—you just need a little bit more time to grow out of your shell. Luckily for you, Doyoung is nothing if not patient. He knows it’s only timidity and lack of experience holding you back.

But it’s true, he’s been working like crazy lately—between never-ending dance practices and international flights, you’re grateful he still makes the time to text you every day and come see you whenever his schedule lightens. You want to be the person that allows him to relax entirely; you don’t want him to have to be so careful around you, making sure you’re comfortable with everything he does. There’s nothing he could do that could make you feel ill at ease, anyways.

So when you feel his arms slowly unwrap themselves from you, it’s as if a lightswitch goes off inside of you; you put down your knife and turn around, facing him. The surprise on his pretty features at your sudden movement soon gives way for contentment, like seeing you is enough to make him happy—the thought warms your heart.

He rests his hands on each side of you, trapping you between his body and the counter. Your breath starts to quicken, and before you can overthink it, you wrap your arms around his neck, lacing your fingers against his nape. There’s a hint of curiosity in his smile as he tilts his head to the side, nothing but endearment in his eyes, but he stays quiet and waits for you to say what’s clearly on your mind.

“I—I missed you this week.” His eyebrows shoot up at the sound of those words that would usually be said during late night conversations rather than under the harsh brightness of your kitchen ceiling light, but he lets you go on. “It’s nice having you here. Even if it’s something small, I’m glad I can take care of you a bit.”

Doyoung smiles, one hand coming up to cup your face, his thumb brushing your cheek. “It’s nice being here, baby. And this isn’t small. Do you know how long it’s been since I’ve had a home-cooked meal? I love it.”

You nod. Now that you’ve said your part, words evade you. “Okay, nice,” is all you manage to get out.

His smile widening, Doyoung bumps his forehead against yours gently, then presses a kiss to it. “You’re so cute, you know that?” he whispers. When his lips touch yours, the contact is much too short for you. Unfamiliar and slightly afraid of the things it made you feel, you always cut your kisses short—but tonight, you feel ready for more. You want more.

You chase his lips with yours, and he only hesitates for a second, glancing at your eyes as if making sure this is really okay—yours stay trained on his lips, and so he closes the narrow gap between the two of you once more.

You’re not sure how he knows you so well in such little time, but Doyoung seems to have understood what it is you want. Immediately, there’s more force behind the kiss, more desperation, and infinitely less of his usual restraint and patience. It’s as if he’s held himself back these past months and can finally let go—and as he kisses you, lips moving against yours in perfect cadence, hands back on your waist and holding tight there, you wonder what you’ve been so afraid of.

This is perfect.

Your hands that had been resting against his nape inch their way up, and your fingers thread themselves in his soft hair, gently pulling whenever a brush of his lips or tongue against yours feels particularly nice. 

Eventually, you have to pull away to catch your breath. Your head is dizzy from lack of oxygen and pure bliss—the look on your boyfriend’s face, cheeks red, hair disheveled and pupils blown, only has your heart racing faster. 

“I think I’m hungry for something else now,” he says, and catches your lips in another ardent kiss.

"we have class tomorrow. an 8 a.m. class," you say pointedly.

hyunsuk gasps dramatically, as if surprised by your sentiment. "oh, calm down. it's a friend's birthday party. we have to go."

"it's your friend's birthday party. we don't have to go. you do."

hyunsuk narrows his eyes at you. "what?" you shrug. "i'm right."

hyunsuk shakes his head. "i only dragged you along because you were so hung up on that guy you had a one night stand with."

you roll your eyes. "i wasn't hung up on him."

"say that to my empty tub of ice cream." he deadpans.

hyunsuk grins victoriously when you remain quiet, unable to admit the truth behind his words.

it has been months since it happened. you couldn't seem to get him out of your mind after, resulting in multiple failed blind dates and plenty of disappointment. you refuse to reminisce any further. he wasn't even anything special, really. or so you tell yourself.

hyunsuk sighs. there's a change in his demeanor when he realizes you were pondering because of his retort. "listen, it was ages ago. maybe it's time you realize you're never gonna find him and move on."

you don't have time to reply as the elevator doors open. hyunsuk pulls you by the hand to approach the front door. even with it closed, you could hear the music clearly. for a second you wonder if hyunsuk's friend paid their neighbors off in advance just in case they filed a noise complaint.

hyunsuk doesn't bother to knock, immediately opening the door as if the apartment were his, a habit of his you have yet to come to terms with. it seems easy for him to navigate through the rooms, too, like he's been here a lot more often than you think. with you closely following behind, he snakes through the crowds in search of his friend.

you look around as you follow hyunsuk. it's odd how familiar you found this apartment layout. the living room, the kitchen next to it, the narrow balcony. you shrug it off; you have been to this particular building a couple times before since you do have a few friends residing here.

"happy birthday, bro!" you hear hyunsuk yell over the loud music.

pausing from scanning the area, your eyes land on the figure hyunsuk is currently dapping up. and they widen in realization when you get a good look at him.

it was none other than park jihoon. the guy you had a one night stand with. the round eyes, the curve of his nose, the pout of his lips—you could make his features out even with the obscure lighting, yet there is no telling if he recognizes you.

"jihoon, this is my friend." hyunsuk motions to you. "y/n."

"hi, nice to meet you." you hold out a hand. there's a slight tremor in your fingers, and you pray neither he nor hyunsuk don't notice.

he takes your hand and firmly shakes it. you're quick to pull away. "nice to meet you, too. i'm jihoon."

you give him a stiff nod. "happy birthday... jihoon."

you eye hyunsuk, who immediately turns back to jihoon to continue talking. unsurprisingly—thankfully—he is completely oblivious to the way you're acting. "i- um. i need to take this call," you point to your phone. you almost slapped a hand on your forehead at the dumb excuse. if it weren't for the loud music...

without waiting for their response, you hurriedly excuse yourself, leaving the two to themselves. you find yourself making your way to the balcony, letting out a huge sigh of relief when there's no one there.

your head immediately goes back to the sight of jihoon standing before your very eyes. you still can't believe it—the man you've been mulling over for an abnormally long time, the one you thought you'd never meet again, standing right before you.

"y/n."

you whip your head around. shit. shit, shit, shit, shit- "jihoon." you laugh awkwardly, trying to appear casual. "hi."

the balcony was just as dark as inside his apartment, but the lights from the buildings across you reflected on his eyes. you swear you catch a flicker of... something, in his eyes. you're not sure what it is. does he remember? did hyunsuk mention anything? you force a smile, hoping your face doesn't betray you.

"so... you're a friend of hyunsuk's?" he asks. he rests the palms of his hand on the railing while his head is turned to keep eye contact between him and you. he seems too nonchalant, his tone too guarded. there's something off about him, and you can't put your finger on why.

"huh?" your mind races to gather your thoughts; the sudden tension so, so palpable between the two of you. "yeah," you manage to say.

"right." jihoon nods slowly, eyes briefly scanning the city skyline beyond the balcony. the air between you crackles with awkward silence as you pray to the gods above to make hyunsuk come and intervene at this very moment. "i was wondering..." he starts tentatively, words trailing into silence.

you hold your breath, waiting for him to continue. his eyes are staring deeply into yours, but your movements are frozen in place.

jihoon shakes his head slightly. "nevermind."

the tension lingers, thickening the air around you both. the music from inside feels distant, like it's kilometers away from you. you let the silence continue despite its awkwardness.

"you want a drink?" jihoon finally breaks the silence, a faint smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

you had to stop yourself from releasing a relieved sigh. glancing at his cup, you ask, "is that beer?"

"no," chuckling, he holds the cup closer to you. "it's just juice. you hate beer. right?"

as you stand there, realization dawns on you. "you remember." your voice wavers slightly.

another moment of silence stretches between you, with the both of you staring at each other. you, blankly, while he, with a mischievous glint.

he remembers.

your cheeks immediately burn as your mind starts to race at record speed. did he remember parts of it? or all of it? you shiver at the thought, unable to keep your thoughts from spiraling. maybe he just remembers parts of it, and not all the small, steamy details. maybe he only remembers the broad strokes, and not the way your breath hitched when he kissed your neck. or the way his hands explored every inch of your skin. your thoughts provide little solace, and you feel your cheeks burn hotter.

"stop staring at me like that." you blurt out, unable to bear the intensity of his gaze while memories of the godforsaken night start rushing in.

"like what?" he tilts his head, a teasing smile playing on his lips.

"like that!" you throw your hands up exasperatedly. "like, like you've seen me naked!"

that's it. you've shot yourself in the foot. as if it were possible, more heat rushed to your cheeks as he chuckled at your stupid exclamation.

"you know what i mean!" you added quickly. you turn your face away, unable to handle the embarrassment. you make a wish for the ground to open up and swallow you right then.

jihoon's phone dings, breaking the moment. you let out a sigh of relief (out loud this time). he glances at it briefly before staring back at you, the same playful glint still in his eyes. "you wanna come get the pizza delivery with me?"

you raise an eyebrow, skeptical. "is this some sneaky way to try to get me in your bed again?" you mutter under your breath.

lucky for you, he heard you loud and clear. he starts inching closer to you, his face only a breath away. you can feel his hot breath fanning your skin, and it sends shivers down your spine. you gulp.

"why, you miss me?" he breathes out.

"i-" your words get stuck in your throat, heartbeat racing in your ears.

he finally breaks the tension by pulling away, laughing softly. "come on."

he motions for you to follow him, and you mindlessly start trailing behind him like a lost puppy. your mind is still wandering, not noticing how he's opening the doors for you and navigating through the crowd with his hand on your waist. the music from the party a distant buzz in your ears as you try to ground yourself.

you still can't believe it. one moment you were hung up about the guy you had a one night stand with, replaying every detail in your mind every day since like a broken cassette tape, and the next you are face to face with him. you are currently at his birthday party and you're fetching his pizza delivery with him. and most importantly, he remembers.

the way he looks at you, it all makes sense now. it was familiarity in his eyes all along. and maybe a hint of something else that you're still not quite sure what yet.

"aren't people gonna notice that you're gone?" you ask, your voice trembling slightly. you cough in attempt to mask it.

jihoon presses the button for the elevator. "nah." his hands are in his pockets as you wait for the elevator, exuding nonchalance as he brushes his hair back.

as you both step in, you are immediately greeted with the bossa nova groove of the elevator music. the soft, almost comical tune fills the elevator as both of you steal glances at each other, one turning away just as the other turns to look at them.

the doors open with a ding, and jihoon lets you step out first. both of you walk to the receptionist counter where the pizza delivery guy is waiting. after a tip and a quick thank you, you both head back to the elevator with the pizza boxes in hand.

"let me hold it," jihoon offers, reaching for the pizza box.

"no, it's fi-" jihoon stares deeply into your eyes, and you don't even realize that he has snatched the pizza boxes right out of your hands. "stop staring at me like that."

his eyes are fully trained on your lips now. "no, it's just- you smudged your lipstick. can i...?"

he takes your silence as approval. he reaches out gently, thumb brushing against the corner of your lip. you freeze, breath hitching as he carefully fixes your lipstick.

you stand still, frozen as his touch lingers on your skin. before you could process what was happening, he has shifted the pizza boxes to one hand, tilted your head up, and started leaning in. your lips meet in a soft, tentative kiss that deepens almost immediately. your entire body feels electric and your mind starts short-circuiting while your stomach somersaults over and over again. everything feels so intense; your skin feels like it's been lit by fire just with the single brush of his hand against your face. it feels so right.

as jihoon begins to pull away, you instinctively lean in for another, causing your noses to bump awkwardly. there's a pause before the two of you laugh. "so you do miss me," jihoon teases, eyes twinkling with amusement.

"shut up," you reply. you pretend to be annoyed, but the smile on your lips betray you.

he leans in again, kissing you like a man starved. a ding signifies the elevator doors opening, and both of you pull away abruptly.

"there's my pizza!"

there hyunsuk stood, grinning ear to ear. he rushes to retrieve the pizza from jihoon. to none of your surprise, he doesn't notice your smudged lipstick and jihoon's messy hair. too immersed in his own world, he skips happily back to jihoon's apartment with the pizza boxes, which earns a few chuckles from the both of you.

you and jihoon look at each other. the both of you share a knowing look, and this time, you let a genuine smile spread across your face. the unspoken understanding of what just happened lingers between you.

"so..." jihoon trails off.

"so..?"

jihoon smirks. "stay over?"