Five Kisses C. Beomgyu

five kisses ⭑𓂃 c. beomgyu

𝄞𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ 𓈈⭒♬ ﾟ. choi beomgyu x gn!reader ✧˖° five types of kisses from the love of your life.

GENRE ── fluff

WARNINGS ── est. relationship, kisses, toothrotting fluff, silly cuddly boyfie gyu

WORDS ── 1.1k

A/N ── happy late comeback day!! it took me way longer to finish this than i wanted to cos i could not for the life of me find the motivation to write it TT but finally it’s here! it’s short but it’s my longest fluff work so far… hoping to write longer fluff works in the future

you’ve kissed choi beomgyu more times than you could ever hope to count. each one a single shining star that made up the constellations of your relationship, the galaxy that was your love; your days and nights were peppered with his kisses just as often as they were by his jokes and his banter, by his hand on your waist; they were something so beautifully interwoven into your everyday life that it was hard to keep track.

while you couldn’t remember every one, you would always remember their types– beomgyu gave you five different kisses out of all of the hundreds and thousands that you’ve shared.

absently to the back of your cradled hand when you weren’t paying attention.

beomgyu always insisted that he hold your hand on movie nights, no matter how far you may end up seated away from him– that night you had sat in front of him cross-legged on the floor, letting all of the boys take the couch while you rested your back against his legs, and even then did beomgyu kept your fingers laced together. he ignored your complaints about having to bend your arm up behind your back with an evil little smile.

“that can’t be comfortable.” soobin laughed, tearing his eyes away from the tv screen only to hand yeonjun a bag of chips. you can hear beomgyu’s quiet snicker somewhere above your head.

“it’s not!” you whined, failing to hide your smile behind a pout. “my arm is falling asleep!”

“we can switch places, if you want.” hueningkai added gently, squished between the armrest and soobin’s broad frame– unlike him, you would probably fit just fine, comfortably even.

but that was when you felt it; beomgyu lifted your intertwined hands to his face, the skin of your fingers tingling as his plush lips ghosted your knuckles, and as gently and ardently as he possibly could pressed a kiss to the back of your hand. you gave hueningkai a polite, sideways smile.

“actually, i think i’m just fine here.”

so passionate you can hardly breathe, hardly even think.

“i love you,” beomgyu whispered, exalted like a prayer; you’ve never heard him sound like that before. his big brown puppy-dog eyes take up your vision, blinking, swimming with overwhelming emotion, framed by pretty long eyelashes; they sparkled like the brightest of stars even in the dark. you opened your mouth to respond, surprised and euphoric, but his pouty bottom lip wobbling with nerves knocked any scattered thought from your head.

So you kissed him instead.

you were used to first kisses being awkward, uncoordinated, but beomgyu kissed you back like your lips were the only one’s he’d ever known; you gasped softly against his lips and he drank it in like ambrosia, tilted your face to deepen the kiss as he cupped your cheeks in his shaking hands. it was perfect, indescribable, gentler than you had expected beomgyu to be. not like fireworks or explosions, but simply his lips on yours, and a slow caressing warmth that left you unable to focus on anything other than his touch, his taste.

you hadn’t known what to do with your hands, and it didn’t come to you until you both pulled away for air that you had been digging your nails into his sweater-clad shoulders. he didn’t seem to mind much.

“i love you,” beomgyu repeated, his words dancing across your lips in his hot, panting breaths. “can we do that again?”

softly and sweetly and exchanged in dimly lit doorsteps, a goodbye, a promise.

he’s running late, but you can’t let go. not when you have him in your arms like this, pretty face illuminated by the streetlights as you kiss him goodbye. “stay?” you whispered against his lips, just short of begging. beomgyu chuckled and shook his head, the best he can with your arms wrapped around his neck.

“you know i can’t.”

“just for the night…” you argued half-heartedly, but you already knew you had lost. “they certainly won’t miss you for just one night.”

“baby…” beomgyu sighed, shushing you with his hands caressing down your back and his chin resting on the crown of your head. you begged like this every night, but it never got any easier for him to say no. “i have to go.”

“when will you be back?”

“so soon you won’t even have time to miss me.”

“but i already miss you.”

“ya, you’ll be fine.” beomgyu tutted, pressing a heartbreakingly gentle kiss to your forehead. his smile is infectious, even with your sour mood.

“one last kiss? please?” you pout, your fingers tangled in the hairs at the base of his neck. beomgyu’s eyes crinkle into sweet, shimmery half-moon cresents.

“of course.”

as a surprise, a sudden declaration of love and mischief.

you could never let your guard down around him— in a good way, of course.

you sat on the couch engrossed in your phone, mind consumed with endless scrolling; beomgyu had been caught up playing a video game on his console, headphones on and controller in hand as he cursed at the monitor, and you were simply trying to pass the time he came back to the land of the living. but then it was you who was the one disconnected from the real world, as you hadn’t even noticed that beomgyu had placed his controller down and had gotten up out of his seat.

there’s nothing your boyfriend hates more than being ignored, despite how much he loved to ignore you in favor for his games— you gasp when a hand comes around the back of the couch to snatch your phone out of your hands, and you turn your head sharply to admonish your attacker… just for beomgyu to land an obnoxious wet kiss to your lips, giggling and grinning like a cat that had gotten the cream.

“beomgyu!” you whined petulantly as your boyfriend continued to smatter kisses across your cheeks. “i was watching something!”

“don’t care.” beomgyu snickered, tossing your phone to the side. “i’m done with my game; pay attention to me!”

against your forehead when you fall asleep, a wish goodnight as he takes in your beauty.

you had gotten into the habit of pretending to be asleep when you weren’t, just so you could experience these moments. cuddled up tight in beomgyu’s warm embrace, your head cradled against his chest, his chest rising and falling in tandem with his heartbeat.

beomgyu’s hands smooth down your arms and back, grounding you and lulling you into the sweetest sense of calm; you’ve never felt safer than right there in his arms.

finally beomgyu does it, something he does every night when he’s certain you’ve nodded off; slowly and carefully he presses his lips to your forehead in a chaste kiss, rests there as you try your hardest not to smile. “goodnight baby,” he whispers, barely audible, his breath hot against your skin. “i love you.”

hiii cee <3 how are you?! your theme is so clean wow :0 since we’ll have 7 tracks in this minisode album, is there a track number you have a feeling you’ll like before the tracklist releases? :>

Hi smiles 🥰 thank you but have you seen yours? I almost sent you a love letter when I first saw it!

Ooh, that’s a tricky one… without track titles it’s like roulette… I guess I’ll have to go with my lucky number, 7!

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Thank you for your writing that inspired it!

Moon, I hope you don't mind but I wrote you a little something. It took me a while even though it's so short because I'm 🐌 but it was inspired by your boxer!Taehyun x gymnast!reader, it stuck with me for a while after I read it because I loved it! 💞

Taehyun knows the benefit of ice baths and always tries to talk you into taking one after practice – especially when you've been putting your body through so many hard training days in a row. But the idea of holding your body in a bathtub full of ice is not appealing to you whatsoever; even after seeing him do it, spotting the slight chatter of his teeth that he tried to hide behind his smile, you still weren't feeling brave.

Eventually, after a solid week of pushing your body until you could almost see its limit, you're riddled with so many aches that you will try anything for a bit of relief, your usual methods not working for the intensity of your current aches and pains. So you meet Taehyun in the locker room, following the clacking sound that denotes rocks hitting rocks – or rocks of ice in this case. You enter just as he's emptied the last bag of ice, looking up at you with smiling eyes. Leotard still on from another practice, you reach out to meet his extended hand and step up to the metal tub. You're too exhausted to be nervous, but you feel a little spark of worry when your boyfriend says, "it's better to get in all at once, fast." Steeling yourself, you hold either side of the bath and swing your legs up, holding yourself over it momentarily before plunging yourself bottom-first into the waiting ice water, wondering where the surge of courage came from.

It's a shock, to say the least. The bitterly cold ice seems to have teeth, the edges of the frozen cubes biting your skin and straight through to your nerves. Your body reacts accordingly, gasping in a breath and trying to spring away from the attack it detects, but you try to hold yourself under, even as you start to shiver after mere seconds. All you can think is penguins in frozen water, skin turning blue, winter-born icicles with sharp points, icy Antarctic winds-

Then you feel warm hands gentle on your shoulders. It had been such a jolt to your system that you'd forgotten he was there. Your mind stops flashing frozen thoughts and your vision clears to see him, brown eyes looking into yours, comforting. You try to focus on the warmth of his hands, how warm he looks to you now. Forgetting the tremble of your chin as you think of the warmth you've known tucked against his chest, arms holding you still and safe. Warm kisses that end with foreheads whispering against each other's and warm breath against your face as you exchange a laugh and a smile. The heat that makes its way through you when you take the first sip of the post-practice coffee Taehyun waits in the stands of the gym for you with every weekend.

His hands squeeze softly at your upper arms, bringing you back into the moment once more. The sting of the freezing water is distant now, the affect seem to have numbed the pain in your previously ever-aching muscles. Taehyun is smiling at you with proud eyes. Reaching up, you squeeze at his own arm affectionately, and at your icy touch, he flinches away with a familiar playful squeal, both of you laughing together happily.

u wrote me a lil something and now im gonna lay in bed making up a silly little scenario that goes after this so i can sleep

encouraging my maladaptive daydreaming i see cee <3 thank you very much for your generosity that is this fic. its fucking beautiful and ive never wanted something more in my life THAN THIS TAEHYUN.

suggestive but no smut in this one, sorry! MDNI

A rival kingdom sends a pretty girl to spy at Prince Beomgyu's celebration, to eavesdrop on conversations of nobles and see what she can learn of the prince's personality, not know that Beomgyu loves a new toy face. Introducing himself the minute she catches his eye, he keeps her by his side all night, playing up his charms and hoping to lure her upstairs once the dancing starts. They share his wine, glass for glass, the prince not noticing that her tolerance for it is higher than his.

Prince Beomgyu is a little more wobbly on the trip up the stairs to his room than he would care to admit, laughing it off with his pretty new prey as they reach his balcony.

This kingdom is quite bigger than hers, and the castle outdoes that of home too. But the view is breathtaking, and when she says so, Beomgyu is unusually quiet. He's usually pulling his moves and smooth words by now, but he looks troubled.

Retreating back into the room, he sits unceremoniously and complains of being dizzy. Did a woman really drink him under the table? He closes his eyes, pinching at the flesh between them, but opening them again when he feels an unexpected weight on him. She's suddenly on his lap, pressing ice from the champagne bucket wrapped in a towelette to his forehead. This was not how things usually went when he brought girls to his room, but it was an interesting development.

"Are you quite alright, your highness?" she's asking, but he's mesmerised by her lips that are painted a lovely shade of red for the occasion. He doesn't reply, just smiles somewhat dumbly. Hands fumbling at her waist, his head reaches forward to access her neck.

She can't help but bite back a grin; this is a fortunate turn of events. Never did she think she would get close enough to speak directly to the prince, and now she's alone with him. She can try to get exactly the information she needs straight from the horse's inebriated mouth. It's too good to be true.

Dropping the towel behind her, the ice cubes that were inside clattering against the tiled floor as they fall, she adjusts herself in his lap. "Are you comfortable like this?"

The prince hums in affirmation. Leaning back to look at her face again—he’s not sure he remembers what she looks like, so many girls have been up to his room—his eyes are drawn to her lips once more. They smile down at him, and something inside him feels warm and familiar. Did his mother wear red lip paint? His head is still buzzing, and he swears he can taste the red wine as her tongue slips into his mouth. His eyebrows furrow adorably as he chases the flavour, but too soon she's left his mouth. There's a trace of crimson red smudged on his lips when she pulls back.

His eyes show his disappointment until they spot her hands at the front of her dress, tugging at the laces that expose the swell of her cleavage to his captivated eyes. Each blink is slow, and he's so intoxicated that he just stares as if forgetting he has hands.

"Let's play a game, your majesty," the girl says with a feline smile. She's already learned one very useful thing about crown Prince Beomgyu tonight, in the fact that he's brought a girl to his quarters after just meeting her. She's more than confident that she can get all her questions answered before morning and return home to a pretty penny for her findings.

inspired by boop day, reblog this post if its ok for people to send you random asks and interact on your posts with no judgement. i want to talk to people.