Yeoni ‎۶ৎ

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MUSIC── .✦ Even the moon is beautiful tonight

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𝗱𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 Moonlight/You 𝗮𝗻𝗱 Me/Tonight

on your knees : (𝄞) han

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cw : SMUT,piv, dom!fem reader x sub!han,praise,orgasm denial,overstimulation,bondage,teasing,oral,aftercare

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You’d spent the entire day watching your phone light up only with notifications from everyone except Han. Texts left on read, calls going straight to voicemail while he rehearsed.

The “sorry, baby, practice ran late” messages

came hours later and felt like afterthoughts. By the time he finally walked through the apartment door, shoulders tense and hoodie half-zipped, the quiet dominance you’d been holding back all day had sharpened into something precise.

He barely got his shoes off before you spoke.

“On your knees.”

Han froze. The exhaustion in his eyes flickered into something else heat, surprise, and the unmistakable spark of knowing he’d fucked up. He dropped without argument, looking up at you through messy hair.

“You ignored me,” you said, stepping closer. Your fingers threaded into his hair and tugged his head back so he had to meet your eyes. “All day. Don’t even try to explain it away.”

“I’m sorry,” he whispered, voice already rough. “I didn’t mean to—”

“Save it.” You tugged again, harder. “You’re going to make it up to me. Safely. Color?”

“Green,” he answered immediately. “So green.”

Good. You released his hair and walked a slow circle around him, letting the tension build. “Strip. Everything. Then hands behind your back.”

He obeyed fast, shedding the practice clothes until he was bare on the rug. His cock was already half-hard from the tone in your voice. You circled him again, nails dragging lightly across his shoulders, his chest, his thighs everywhere except where he clearly wanted you.

“You don’t get to come until I say,” you told him. “And you’re going to thank me for every single edge.”

The next hour was deliberate. You had him on the bed, wrists loosely bound to the headboard with silk (easy release if needed). Your mouth and hands worked him over slow strokes, the flat of your tongue along the underside, soft kisses to the head until he was panting and straining against the ties. Every time his hips bucked or his breathing hitched too close, you stopped. You made him count the edges out loud.

“Five,” he gasped after the fifth denial, cock flushed dark and leaking onto his stomach. “Thank you, please fuck, thank you.”

You straddled his hips but didn’t sink down yet. Instead you ground against him, letting him feel how wet you were, how ready, while your fingers pinched his nipples and your teeth nipped at his throat.

“Beg properly,” you ordered.

“Please, I’m sorry for ignoring you. I need you. I need to feel you. I’ll do anything please let me be good for you.”

You sank down in one smooth motion. Han cried out, head tipping back against the pillows. You rode him slowly at first, setting the pace, hands braced on his chest so you could pin him down with your weight and the command in your voice.

“Eyes on me. Don’t look away.”

You rolled your hips, clenching around him, speeding up only when you decided. When you felt him getting too close again you reached down and squeezed the base of his cock, holding him there until the edge passed. He thanked you every time, voice breaking.

Only after you’d come twice once on his cock, once with his mouth after you turned around and rode his face did you finally give him permission.

“Come for me, baby. Now.”

He spilled with a broken moan, whole body shaking, the orgasm long and intense after so much denial. You worked him through it gently, then untied his wrists, massaged the faint marks, and pressed soft kisses to his palms.

you helped him sit up, brought water with a straw so he could sip without moving much, and wiped him down with a warm, damp cloth. You cleaned yourself too, then pulled on one of his oversized shirts and brought him one of yours. The gesture made him huff a soft, fond laugh even while he was still floaty.

“Arms up,” you murmured, dressing him. You tucked him under the blankets, then climbed in and pulled his head to your chest. Your fingers carded slowly through his hair, the way he loved.

“You did so well,” you praised, voice low and warm. “Took everything I gave you. So proud of you.

He nuzzled closer, breathing you in. “Felt really good. Needed that.”

be a good one : (𝄞) leeknow

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𝖢𝗐 : 𝖲𝖬𝖴𝖳,𝗉𝗂𝗏, 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾𝖽!𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋, 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾𝖽!𝗅𝖾𝖾𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐,𝗈𝗋𝖺𝗅, 𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀,𝗌𝗊𝗎𝗂𝗋𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀!!(𝗌𝗄𝗂𝗉 𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗈𝗇𝗍 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗂𝗍),𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀.

𝖶𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗆𝖾𝗌𝗌𝖺𝗀𝖾 : 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗆𝗒 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗆𝗎𝗍 𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝖿𝗋𝖾𝖾 𝗂𝖿 𝗂 𝗐𝗋𝗈𝗍𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗋𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗅𝗌𝗈 𝗂𝗍𝗌 𝖺 𝖽ra𝖻𝖻𝗅𝖾!!

𝗐𝖼 : 𝟥𝟢𝟢 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽𝗌

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𝖸𝗈𝗎’𝗋𝖾 𝖿𝗅𝖺𝗍 𝗈𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗂𝖽𝖽𝗅𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖽, 𝗅𝖾𝗀𝗌 𝗌𝗉𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝖽𝖾, 𝗄𝗇𝖾𝖾𝗌 𝗁𝗈𝗈𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖬𝗂𝗇𝗁𝗈’𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝗆𝗌. 𝖧𝖾’𝗌 𝖻𝗎𝗋𝗂𝖾𝖽 𝖽𝖾𝖾𝗉 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎, 𝗁𝗂𝗉𝗌 𝗋𝗈𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝗌𝗅𝗈𝗐, 𝖽𝖾𝗅𝗂𝖻𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗎𝗌𝗍𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗀𝗋𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖼𝗅𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗄𝖾. 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆 𝗂𝗌 𝖽𝗂𝗆, 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗅𝗈𝗐 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗂𝗍𝗒 𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗌, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝗌𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗄𝗂𝗇 𝗆𝖾𝖾𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗄𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝗋𝗈𝗄𝖾𝗇 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗆𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌. 𝖬𝗂𝗇𝗁𝗈 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗇𝗌 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎,

𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗋𝗉 𝗀𝖺𝗓𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝖼𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾, 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖻𝗋𝖺𝖼𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽. 𝖧𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗎𝗌𝗍𝗌 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝖺𝗅𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖽𝖾𝖾𝗉, 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖽, 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖾𝗑𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗍𝗈 𝖽𝗋𝖺𝗀 𝖺𝖼𝗋𝗈𝗌𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗍 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎. “𝖥𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗌 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽, 𝖽𝗈𝖾𝗌𝗇’𝗍 𝗂𝗍, 𝗄𝗂𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗇?” 𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗎𝗋𝗆𝗎𝗋𝗌, 𝗏𝗈𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗐 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀. 𝖠 𝗌𝗆𝖺𝗅𝗅, 𝖼𝗋𝗎𝖾𝗅 𝗌𝗆𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗎𝗀𝗌 𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗌. “𝖫𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎, 𝖽𝗋𝗂𝗉𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗆𝗒 𝖼𝗈𝖼𝗄 𝖺𝗅𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗒. 𝖲𝗈 𝗀𝗋𝖾𝖾𝖽𝗒 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗂𝗍.” 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗆𝗈𝖺𝗇, 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝖼𝗅𝗎𝗍𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌.

𝖧𝖾 𝗉𝗂𝖼𝗄𝗌 𝗎𝗉 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖾𝗇𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖽 𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗄, 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗌𝗅𝗈𝗐𝗌 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇, 𝗀𝗋𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗉𝖾𝗅𝗏𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗎𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗅 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖺𝗋𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝖿𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗍𝗌. “𝖬𝗂𝗇𝗁𝗈 𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾” “𝖯𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍, 𝖻𝖺𝖻𝗒? 𝖴𝗌𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽𝗌.” 𝖧𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗅𝖾𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗉𝗌, 𝗁𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖽𝖾𝗋, 𝗐𝖺𝗍𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗍𝗐𝗂𝗍𝖼𝗁 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇.

“𝖶𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗊𝗎𝗂𝗋𝗍 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇? 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝖺 𝗆𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾. 𝖲𝗈𝖺𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗍𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖺 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗄𝗂𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗇.” 𝖧𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝗋𝖾𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎, 𝗍𝗐𝗈 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝗐𝗈𝗅𝗅𝖾𝗇 𝖼𝗅𝗂𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗋𝗎𝖻𝖻𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍, 𝗋𝖾𝗅𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝖼𝗂𝗋𝖼𝗅𝖾𝗌. 𝖧𝖾 𝗄𝖾𝖾𝗉𝗌 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗂𝗍 𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗒, 𝖽𝖾𝖾𝗉 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗎𝗌𝗍𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗉𝗎𝗌𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖾𝖽𝗀𝖾. “𝖳𝗁𝖺𝗍’𝗌 𝗂𝗍. 𝖫𝖾𝗍 𝗀𝗈 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗆𝖾,” 𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝖺𝗑𝖾𝗌, 𝗉𝖾𝗍 𝗇𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝖽𝗋𝗂𝗉𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗈𝗇𝗀𝗎𝖾.

“𝖢𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗈𝗇, 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗒 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅. 𝖲𝗊𝗎𝗂𝗋𝗍 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗆𝗒 𝖼𝗈𝖼𝗄. 𝖲𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗆𝖾 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝖨 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅.” 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝖻𝗎𝗂𝗅𝖽𝗌 𝖿𝖺𝗌𝗍. 𝖸𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗋𝖾𝗆𝖻𝗅𝖾. 𝖬𝗂𝗇𝗁𝗈 𝖽𝗈𝖾𝗌𝗇’𝗍 𝗅𝖾𝗍 𝗎𝗉 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖼𝗅𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎, 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗄 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖿𝗈𝖼𝗎𝗌. “𝖦𝗈 𝗈𝗇, 𝗄𝗂𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗇. 𝖦𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗂𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝖾.” 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗋𝗒 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖺𝗌 𝗂𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗍𝗌, 𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗒 𝗌𝖾𝗂𝗓𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝖼𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝗅𝗂𝗊𝗎𝗂𝖽 𝗀𝗎𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖼𝗈𝖼𝗄 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗎𝗌𝗍. 𝖬𝗂𝗇𝗁𝗈 𝗀𝗋𝗈𝖺𝗇𝗌 𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗂𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗅𝗒, 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗊𝗎𝗂𝗋𝗍, 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗉𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗎𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗅 𝗒𝗈𝗎’𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾.

𝖧𝖾 𝗌𝗅𝗈𝗐𝗌, 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖻𝗎𝗋𝗂𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗇𝗌 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗃𝖺𝗐, 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗍𝖾𝗆𝗉𝗅𝖾, 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗌 𝗌𝗎𝖽𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝗌𝗈𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋. “𝖦𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅,” 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗌𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝗄𝗂𝗇.

“𝖬𝗒 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗒, 𝗆𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗒 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗄𝗂𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗇.”

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Just curiousss, I love your writing💕

𓍯𓂃M.LIST 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐱 𝐱 𝟗𝐭𝐡 𝐟𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 : (𝄞)

headcanons: 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬, 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭, 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝,𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐲.

summary: 𝐲𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐢 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐱 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐦𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐨𝐮𝐬

The clinical white doors pushed open again as the staff wheeled Yeoni into the recovery area. She lay small and still on the hospital bed, her head tilted to the side as the heavy fog of the sedation kept her under. The nurses parked her bed in the center of the room where the cameras were stationed to capture the members waking up. Seungmin, who was already fully alert and sitting nearby, immediately he walked over to her side. He looked at her pale face and poked her arm gently, trying to get a reaction for the vlog. Yeoni-ah, wake up, he said with a mischievous grin. You looked like a total mess coming out of there. Yeoni didn’t open her eyes, but her lips moved. It wasn’t a joke or a complaint about hunger like the others. Instead, a soft, broken whisper came out of her mouth. Felix? Where is Felix? he glanced quickly at the camera crew behind him. He leaned in closer, trying to distract her. Yeoni, it’s Seungmin. Do you know who I am? Are you hungry? Yeoni shook her head slightly on the pillow, her brows knitting together in distress. No, I want Lix. Is he okay? Bring me to Yongbok-ah. She reached her hand out into the air, blindly searching for something. Seungmin felt a bead of sweat on his neck because he knew exactly why she was asking, but they were supposed to be keeping that a secret from the fans. He grabbed her hand to stop it from flailing, but she pulled away, her voice getting louder and more insistent as the drugs made her lose her filter. I need to hold his hand. Where did he go? Just as Seungmin was about to signal the staff for help, the doors opened once more. Two nurses wheeled in another bed, and on it was Felix. He was just as sedated as Yeoni, his eyes closed tight and his breathing deep. The nurses moved with practiced efficiency, sliding Felix’s bed directly next to Yeoni’s. There was no space between them now. The cameras zoomed in, catching the exact moment Felix’s hand drifted off the side of his mattress. Even though he was completely unconscious, his fingers brushed against Yeoni’s arm. The second she felt his touch, her entire body relaxed. Her frantic whispering stopped instantly. As if he could feel her even in his sleep, Felix’s hand found hers. His fingers slid between hers, interlocking them tightly. He pulled her hand onto his own bed, tucking it close to his chest while they both remained silent in the room Seungmin sat there in total silence, staring at their joined hands. The other members began to crowd around, watching the scene unfold. Yeoni finally settled, a small, peaceful smile appearing on her face as she turned her head toward him, her nose almost touching his shoulder.

You can choose which is which

And ofc you don’t have to, but if you do take your time and tag me pls!

LIBRARY Hyunjin x 9th female member : (𝄞) Headcanons:𝗸𝗶𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴,teasing,blushing,laughing () 𝗿𝗲𝗾 𝙗𝘆 @niku0704 ()

The stage lights of the Gocheok Sky Dome were blindingly bright, reflecting off the polished floor as the group stood next to eachother on the chair, catching their breath after an intense dance set. but the atmosphere shifted the moment the staff brought out that familiar box of chocolate-covered sticks. The crowd knew exactly what was coming, and the roar that went up was enough to make the floorboards vibrate under their feet.

Yeoni felt a nervous flutter in her stomach, but she masked it with a confident grin. She loved a challenge, and she loved messing with her brothers even more. When the staff signaled that it was her turn to face off against Hyunjin, the screams from the fans reached a fever pitch.

Hyunjin stepped into the center of the stage, his long hair tucked behind one ear. He looked like he had walked straight out of a shoujo manga, and he clearly knew it. He pulled a Pepero from the box with a flourish, holding it between his fingers and giving the camera a slow, devastating smirk.

"Are you ready, Yeoni-ah?" he asked, his voice dropping into that smooth, teasing tone he used when he wanted to get a rise out of her.

"Just get on with it, Hyunnie," she countered, stepping boldly into his personal space.

Hyunjin placed the stick between his teeth, leaning down slightly to meet her height. He closed his eyes, waiting for her to take the other end so they could start the slow, awkward crawl toward the middle. But Yeoni had no intention of playing along with the romantic tension.

As soon as her teeth touched the biscuit, she didn't wait. She didn't nibble. She lunged forward with a sudden, aggressive crunch-crunch-crunch. Before Hyunjin’s brain could even register that the game had started, the entire stick was gone. She had practically inhaled it, stopping her face just millimeters from his nose.

She hopped back, a massive, cheeky grin splitting her face as she chewed her chocolatey prize. She looked like a cat that had just caught a very expensive canary.

"Thank you, Hyunnie!" she chirped loudly into her headset, her eyes sparkling with pure mischief.

The reaction on stage was instantaneous. Han was literally rolling on the floor, his face buried against the stage as he howled with laughter, his legs kicking out in delight. Changbin was doubled over nearby, slapping his knees and letting out a loud, boisterous laugh that echoed through his own mic. Hyunjin, meanwhile, stood frozen in place, a tiny crumb still stuck to his lower lip, looking completely bewildered by her snack-stealing tactics.

"I wasn't finished!" Hyunjin protested, though a smile was breaking through his shock. "That's cheating! You can't just eat the equipment!"

"It’s a snack, isn't it?" Yeoni teased, wiping a bit of chocolate from the corner of her mouth. "I was hungry."

"Fine," Hyunjin said, his eyes narrowing playfully as his competitive streak finally woke up. "Again. And this time, if you try to eat it, I'm holding onto it."

He reached into the box and pulled out a fresh one. But this time, the vibe changed completely. As he stepped back toward her, he wasn't laughing anymore. He placed the Pepero between his teeth and looked her straight in the eyes. The playful persona was gone. His gaze was heavy, intense, and strangely serious, locking onto hers with a focus that made the air in her lungs feel thin.

Yeoni felt her heart hammer against her ribs. She hesitated for a split second before leaning in, her teeth catching the other end of the stick. She meant to play another prank, to snap it and run, but she was pinned by his stare.

Hyunjin didn't wait. He started to chew, moving bit by bit, his eyes never leaving hers. He was moving with a terrifyingly calm confidence. Each snap of the biscuit brought his face closer until their noses were brushing, until she could feel the warmth of his breath on her skin. She was paralyzed, her eyes wide as she realized he wasn't going to stop.

Just as the very last fragment of the biscuit disappeared between them, Hyunjin didn't pull back. Without a single thought or a moment’s hesitation, he tilted his head just enough and pressed his lips firmly against hers, right in front of the main camera.

The stadium went from a roar to a deafening, earth-shattering explosion of sound. Behind them, Felix stood frozen like a statue, his jaw literally dropping as he stared at them in total shock, his eyes wide as saucers as he processed the fact that Hyunjin actually went for it.

Yeoni’s brain completely short-circuited. She felt a heat like she had never known rush from her chest up to her face, her skin turning a deep, scorching crimson that was clear even to the fans in the very last row. Her eyes were wide with shock for a heartbeat before the embarrassment hit her like a freight train.

"AH!" she let out a tiny, panicked squeak. She turned on her heel and bolted, her sneakers squealing against the stage floor as she ran as fast as her legs would carry her. She didn't even look where she was going; she just needed to hide.

She didn't stop until she slammed full-force into Bang Chan. She grabbed the front of his hoodie, burying her burning face directly into the crook of his neck, trying to disappear into his shadow.

Chan was laughing hard, his shoulders shaking as he wrapped his arms around her to keep her from running off the stage entirely. He looked over at Hyunjin, who was standing at center stage with a smug, satisfied grin, casually wiping his mouth while Han and Changbin continued to lose their minds in the background.

"Our youngest is broken!" Chan choked out, patting Yeoni’s head while she groaned into his shoulder, refusing to show her face to the cameras or the thousands of screaming STAYs ever again.

‎ 𓍯𓂃𝙎𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙮 𝙠𝙞𝙙𝙨 ༯ 9𝙩𝙝 𝙛𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙚𝙧 ‎: (𝄞) Headcanons: 𝙠𝙞𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜,𝙗𝙡𝙪𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜,𝙛𝙡𝙪𝙛𝙛𝙮,𝗲𝗺𝗯𝗮𝗿𝗿𝗮𝘀𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁 () 𝗿𝗲𝗾 𝙗𝘆 @hyuneskkami 𖦹MASTERLIST ()

The house lights at the stadium were dimmed to a soft, warm glow for the 6th Fanmeeting, and the air was thick with the scent of stage fog and the muffled cheers of thousands. The members were catching their breath after an intense performance, wiping sweat from their foreheads when the MC stepped center stage with a playful, almost devious smile.

"Alright, Stray Kids," the MC started, holding up a cue card. "We have a special 'Unity Assignment' sent in by STAY. You have to pass a kiss down the line, but you have to keep the momentum going without breaking the chain! It has to go from the first member all the way to the last."

The members immediately erupted into a mix of groans, dramatic sighs, and mischievous giggles. Yeoni stood toward the end of the line, her heart already doing a little somersault. She knew how chaotic these things got, and with this group, normal was never an option. Han was at the very start of the line, and he looked like he was born for this. He didn't even let the MC finish the instructions before he lunged toward Lee Know. With a loud, smacking sound, he planted a firm kiss right on the side of Lee Know’s neck. The stadium shook with the first wave of screams. Lee Know didn't even flinch; he just wiped his neck with a deadpan expression and turned to Bang Chan. With a sudden burst of energy,he delivered a matching peck to the leader's neck.Chan laughed, his dimples popping as his ears turned a light shade of pink. He didn't want to be quite as aggressive, so when he turned to I.N, he took the youngest’s hand with exaggerated chivalry and kissed the back of it. I.N cringed, scrunching his nose in that way that made the fans melt, and then leaned over to give Hyunjin a quick, shy peck on the cheek. The momentum was building. Hyunjin leaned over gracefully to kiss Changbin’s cheek, and Changbin ever the dramatic one grabbed Seungmin for a loud, wet kiss on the cheek that had Seungmin looking like he wanted to evaporate on the spot. Then, it was Seungmin’s turn. He leaned in and gave Felix a quick, business-like peck on the cheek. Felix, ever the performer, immediately turned toward the nearest camera and pulled a hilarious, distorted face, scrunching his features so much that the fans on the floor were doubling over in laughter. But as soon as he turned to Yeoni, the humor shifted. Felix’s expression softened, but his eyes were dancing with a challenge He stepped into her personal space and reached out, his warm hands gently cupping her face. He held her there for a second, forcing her to look him in the eye.Yeoni felt her breath hitch. On the massive led screen behind them, the cameras zoomed in tight. Felix tilted his head at a sharp angle, obscuring the view just enough. To the thousands of fans watching the screen, the positioning made it look like a sweet, standard kiss on the cheek. In reality, Felix’s lips didn't land on her cheek at all. He pressed them firmly and lingeringly against the very corner of her mouth. The sensation of his lips right on the edge of hers sent a physical jolt through Yeoni’s body. When he finally pulled back, he gave her a tiny, secret wink. Yeoni felt the heat explode across her skin. Within seconds, her face was a deep, burning crimson a shade of red so intense it was visible even from the back rows of the stadium. She stood there, frozen, her mind a complete blank. "And the finale!" the MC shouted over the roar of the crowd. "Yeoni, you have to close the loop back to the start Yeoni realized the chain had to go back to Han. She looked over at him, and there he was standing at the far end of the line, looking smug and triumphant, clearly enjoying how flustered she was. He was even doing a little dance, mocking her. Yeoni took a deep breath, trying to push through the dizzy feeling in her head. She walked down the line, her face still a bright, unmistakable tomato red, but her eyes were fixed on Han. Han didn't stop his teasing until she was standing right in front of him. "What's wrong, Yeoni-ah? Felix got you that—" He didn't get to finish. Yeoni didn't go for his cheek. She didn't go for his hand. Mimicking the bold energy that Han had used to start the whole mess, she reached up, gripped his shoulder to steady him, and pressed her lips firmly against the side of Han’s neck.

The stadium went from loud to absolutely hysterical.

She held the kiss for a solid two seconds—long enough for Han to go completely rigid. When she pulled away, the smug grin had vanished. Han stood there like a statue, his jaw dropped and his eyes wide with shock. Within moments, his own ears and neck began to turn a shade of pink that perfectly matched hers.

Yeoni didn't wait for his reaction. She immediately turned around and hid her face behind her hands, crouching down to hide her embarrassment while the rest of the members erupted into cheers, officially ending the most viral assignment in fanmeeting history.

I aspire to have such a cute theme like yours! ૮ྀི⸝⸝> . <⸝⸝꒱ྀིა

I really want to do Liz too, but I also love Rei, Gauel, and Wonyoung °ʚ(*´꒳`*)ɞ°

can i request a oneshot w this kiss relay thing they did today (HOLY SHIT THE NEXK KISSESSSSSS) with the 9th member BUT: she basically gets a turn after every member!!

as in, han gives a kiss to minho AND her, and then minho gives a kiss to chan AND her asw, and so on!! she gets like 8 kisses basically 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹