I. Jung Wooyoung X Fem!reader | 4.7k

i. jung wooyoung x fem!reader | 4.7k

ii. strangers to lovers, explicit adult content

iii. mature

iv. sex in public, protected penetrative sex, dirty talk, alcohol is consumed but no one is intoxicated, jung wooyoung has a Big Dick

↳ synopsis: abandoned at the bar by your friend and harassed by the bartender just across the way, maybe wooyoung can offer you a save to this night after all.

“So, what’ll it be, Little Lady?”

Maybe if you hadn’t already been here against your will, and as a result staunchly annoyed by your whereabouts already, the comment wouldn’t be so grating. Something about it and the way it feels in your ears — through the loud murmurs of the bar surrounding you that reminds you something of nails on a chalkboard.

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Chan Drabble ✍🏼💭

imagine calling Chan, “Sir.”

at first, he wouldn’t say anything because it was innocent at first. He’d ask you to do something and you would roll your eyes and sarcastically remark, “Yes, sir.” And walk away. You didn’t notice it then, but he’d clench his hands at his sides and his jaw would clench.

He didn’t like when his friend, who was only supposed to be a friend, called him, “sir.”

eventually, the line between lovers and friends began to blur. One day, you catch Chan in an off mood. “Hey, can you please hand me my headphones? They’re on the other side of you.” He gestures to the side of the couch where you were sitting. You glance away from your phone to see that his headphones were indeed sitting right there.

You don’t move your head as you look back at him, “Why didn’t you just grab them before you started messing with your computer?” You roll your eyes. You return to scrolling through your social media as Chan sighs and gets to his feet. He’d had enough of people smarting off at him today, and he had about enough of you doing it as well.

“Can you hand them to me, please?” You groan, snatching the tech off the surface of the small side table and thrust your hand out to his awaiting palm, “Here you go, sir.” You rolled you eyes and continued to scroll through your phone.

Chan does not move.

he blinks down at his palm, eye twitching. You really had to go and break the last damn bit of patience he had, didn’t you?

He wordlessly tosses his headphones onto the seat where he just was, turning to look back at you. You don’t look at him for a moment, until you realize that he hadn’t returned to his seat. You take your eyes slowly up his frame, “Can I help you?” You scoff.

Chan quickly swipes your phone from your hand, “Hey!” You’re quick to chase it, “Give me back my-” the hand your throat makes you stop. You look into Chans eyes, and you see that he is not playing.

“When I ask you to do something,” his voice his low, sending shivers straight down your spine, “I expect you to do it.” His mouth is dangerously close to yours. “Without the snarky, Sir, attached.” You gulp, eyeing him. You secretly discovered the nerve that you seem to strike in him when you said that word, seeing this as another opportunity to get at him, you open your mouth.

“Or what, Sir?” He takes a long, deep breath, his eyes closed for a moment. Chan slowly reopened his eyes, glaring at you. “You’re about to find out.”

24 TO 25 (18+!) — an interactive christmas story

❕HOW TO PLAY (important): Take your time, make yourself comfortable with a beverage of your choice or some snacks, read the story under the cut at your own pace. You, Y/N, are actually part of the story, starring as the main character and it’s your task to make decisions on how the story ends. Choices will be written in bold and have links attached to them, which will lead you to the next chapters of the story (based on your decision).

📖 SYNOPSIS: Like last year you spend the 24th and 25th December in a cosy winter cottage located in the snowy mountains. Being a part of your big friend group, it’s easy to lose focus when so many people are gathered together, all of them having a special connection with you. But which one of them will be your Christmas miracle? It’s up to you to decide!

📁 CONTENT INFO: ot8 x afab reader (not at the same time), all the imaginable relationship tropes involved (📎 picture for reference), fluff, smut and some angst

📂 WARNING: smut <including unprotected sex, dom/sub dynamics, oral (m + f receiving), fingering handjob, piv, creampie, facial, body cumshot, praise, different name calling such as baby, doll, angel, slut, princess, some possessiveness, semi public sex and accidentally getting caught, slightly tipsy but consensual sex>, alcohol consumption, mention of breakup and emotional discussions, being inside cramped spaces

🗒 WORD COUNT: approx. 5K (or 15K in total if you re-read)

Have fun and let me know who you ended up with! 💭

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“Where did you put the flour, Lixie?” Minho says, already getting on your nerves with his voice. It’s not as if his voice sounds annoying per se, but he for sure is.

“It should be in the upper cupboard.”

Minho sometimes visits you, after all he’s close with your roommate Felix and everyone around here – except for you. It’s totally fine to be in his presence for a few hours, but staying here in the winter cottage for two full days, from 24 to 25 – your friend group is expecting a lot from you.

It’s always been like this and you don’t even know why you can stand him, even though the feeling is mutual. Something about his behaviour, the general tone in his voice makes you want to jump and lets shivers run down your spine. Besides that, Minho uses every chance he gets to tease you or even make fun of you, being all so surprised once you return those approaches with the same spite.

The worst thing, however, is that he’s incredibly attractive. You can’t deny that. After all you have two eyes located in your head and you’d be a liar to deny his attractiveness.

There’s just something about him – the way his face looks without any tension in his muscles, that makes you swoon. Never in even a hundred years would you admit that. You’re sure, Minho would turn all this into a joke.

And that’s when you’re back to hating him again, once you get reminded of his persona. But ruining the mood is the last thing you want, so you decide to endure Minho and not engage in any of his bickering.

Easier said than done, especially when Felix asks you to join them in their afternoon baking session and you really want to but once Minho shoots you a glare, rolling his eyes so obviously, you decline.

“I’ll see what the others are up to, have fun.”

So, instead, you now approach your best friend Jisung in the living room. He’s focused on winning a race against Changbin and the first place is within reach – until the latter throws a blue shell on Yoshi aka Jisung. The younger one grunts, trying to suppress a few expletives since he notices you’re now sitting on the couch as well.

“Y/N, you should play with us once we start a new round,” Changbin offers. You’re not as close with him as you are with Jisung, but Changbin is your brother’s best friend. Your brother who called in sick today, unable to join the group. But Changbin makes up for it, filling every room with his good mood, as if it’s contagious.

“Alright,” you reply, grabbing a controller. Scooted between the two boys now, you give your best to show off your skills – Jisung and Changbin must have forgotten how much of a pro you are when it comes to Mario Kart. Back in the high school days, the two of them and your brother used to play this game all day, especially during the winter holidays.

You’re a bit sad now, he’s not with you today but also a bit relieved. You could swear, both Changbin and Jisung have been behaving a bit differently since they found out but you don’t want to read too much into it. It’s just that they seem to seek your attention but it’s probably due to making you feel comfortable despite being around all the other guys, especially since you’re not that close to all of them.

There’s Minho, we’ve analysed this already. But the fact they decided to invite Hyunjin as well leaves a bitter aftertaste on your tongue. You haven’t seen him in weeks or to be more specific – since the both of you broke up. But you’ve promised your friend group the weird tension between the tall one and you won’t have an effect on the group dynamic, that’s the last thing you want.

Then, another person you’re not that close to is Jeongin. He’s the best friend of Seungmin – your neighbour and the owner of this little retreat cottage – so it is understandable he invited him. Jeongin is much of a shy, introverted boy and you can’t read him yet. But he still seems nice judging from what you’ve heard and the few little chit chats you’ve shared.

“A blue shell again?! Dude–“ Jisung let’s out in annoyance, when Changbin shoots the item at him, making Jisung’s car fall off the rainbow. The elder chuckles and you join him. It’s always so much fun and way too easy to tease Jisung.

Once the two boys get into a fight about slipping on each other’s banana peels, they get less and less aware how you’re secretly winning this race. Severely annoyed about your skills now – it’s the fourth track you’re winning in a row – they decide to play another game you’re not as interested in anymore.

“Does anyone want some mulled wine?” Chan asks, when he approaches the living room.

“Yes, please, I need it,” you say, already standing on your feet again as you follow Chan in the kitchen. He’s the one you’ve known the longest, since the both of you grew up in the same neighbourhood. With your mother’s being childhood friends it had been predictable that you both were destined to become the same.

“You alright, angel?” Chan asks, making sure you’re comfortable like he always does.

“Yeah– don’t worry, I’m just a bit… confused how to act around Hyunjin, you know?”

If there’s someone in this group who knows you best, it’s Chan for sure. Even though on this day, you would consider Jisung your closest friend, Chan still knows you best, going through thick and thin throughout your life. He’s like your other half, already reading based on your expression that something is wrong, when you don’t even realise it yet.

“It was a bad idea inviting him, wasn’t it? I wanted to convince the others not to do it but–“

“No, no. Honestly it’s like part of totally getting over him, you know? And apart from that I don’t want to drive a wedge between the group and us.”

Your friend nods, softly stroking your back with his fingers and your breath hitches for a second. Chan has always been very touchy and it’s always been normal, nothing wrong about it. It still is but for some reason it makes your head spin today – possibly because you’re talking about an intimate topic, something your heart is too close to, that makes you vulnerable.

“Red, rosé or white?” Chan asks, grabbing a glas that will withstand the heat from the upper cabinet.

“Wow, what a variety. I’d like the white wine.”

Felix and Minho are still busy in another part of the spacious kitchen, totally in their own world, talking about different pastries or something. Luckily, the latter hasn’t noticed you yet.

Chan pours the steaming hot liquid into the glass, before he gently hands it to you. “Be careful,” he adds. You slightly nod, cooling the wine by blowing some air at the surface, until it’s possible to take a sip from it. Both the temperature and alcohol help your body to heat up even though it’s cosy enough in the cottage anyway.

“I will get the snacks ready,” Seungmin announces when he enters the kitchen, half of the guests now gathered here. Once Minho turns around he shoots an annoyed glare your way but you decide to ignore it. In the corner of your eye you witness Chan shaking his head at the childish behaviour but he doesn’t push further.

“Chan and Jeongin, could you perhaps get the dinner ready?” The owner of the house adds, before he turns around to you. “Y/N, you can prepare the table with– oh, sorry. I already assigned Hyunjin with that task but I can just switch with you and–“

“No, no. It’s fine, don’t worry,” you reply, watching Seungmin’s face blush in a pretty shade of red because of the little mistake he made when he carefully planned this evening. Not carefully enough.

“No– really we can–“

“Minnie, it’s okay. We’re both able to be in a room together, okay?”

Seungmin nods, whilst feeling his face heat up even more when he notices the nickname you use. Your neighbour has always had a weak spot for you since he met you for the first time. He can still recall it – over a year ago, when you moved into the empty and unoccupied room in Felix’s apartment on a snowy winter afternoon.

He helped you carry all your boxes upstairs back then and since he’s always been close to your roommate, it’s not rare for him to visit you or invite the both of you over. You’d consider him a friend – maybe not on the same level as Felix, Jisung, Changbin and certainly not Chan, but he’s fun to be around. Maybe a little shy in the beginning but he’s got the best random and most sudden punchlines up his sleeve, always managing to make the whole group laugh.

Besides that, he’s a good soul. A true good soul, offering all of you to stay at his family’s winter cottage in the woods, close to the mountains and planning the whole holiday – the second time in a row. You’ll be forever grateful for this, which is another reason you just comply and join Hyunjin in the living room, who’s already busy preparing the table.

For a solid five minutes neither of you talk, even though your ex boyfriend gives you a warm smile from time to time – just a small gesture to approach you or at least make the situation less awkward. Until you witness him bite his plump lips – a habit he’s always had and a sign he’s contemplating what to do next.

“How are you?” It’s so sudden but it’s not sudden at all. The tension is thick, so thick you’re sure you could cut it with the knife Chan is currently using in the kitchen to prepare the vegetables and meat.

“Fine, really. What about you?”

It’s been weeks since the both of you spoke and whenever you look into Hyunjin’s dark eyes again, you’re immediately hit with a rush of sadness, nostalgia and hope. A weird combination it is. But it’s the best way to describe what his presence awakens inside of you.

“Yeah, okay. I’m okay. How’s your job? Did you get the promotion?”

The casual talk feels good. It keeps you distracted from the reason your long term relationship has ended and you’re glad to think of something else for once, when you look into his eyes.

“No– I didn’t. They actually fired a lot of employees due to increasing prices and taxes and all. I’m glad I was able to stay there.”

Hyunjin nods, surprised and you can see the sincere empathy on his face. He’s encouraged you a lot when the both of you still were together and he’d have continued if you hadn’t cut off the contact. But now, almost one and a half months later, he knows it’s what the both of you need to maybe develop a stable platonic relationship again.

“I’m so sorry, Y/N. Maybe it’ll work out some other time.”

That’s when the conversation dies out after, but it’s not awkward in the slightest. You’re both busy preparing the bowls, plates and cutlery anyway, waiting for Chan and Jeongin to bring the meals to the table. A few minutes later, everything is served and the whole group gathers around the delicious scent, ready to eat.

You’re granted with the dishes of the year, really. Chan has always been quite famous when it comes to his cooking skills, even at a young age of a preteen he was interested in trying out different kinds of foods already. But you haven’t been aware of Jeongin’s secret talent and it makes you eager to learn more about him.

He really seems like a pleasant person, especially when the both of you are engaged in a conversation, sitting across from each other.

“You haven’t watched the movie?” The youngest asks. His eyes are filled with hope and he looks so adorable. He’s got the right amount of cuteness in his persona but something tells you that’s not all there is and you’re dying to find out more about the stranger that happens to be your neighbour’s friend.

“No, not yet. But it’s on Netflix, so maybe after dinner…”

“We definitely should– guys can you believe–“

“We know, Innie,” Jisung says, “we’ve been trying to convince Y/N to watch it with us for the past years and it’s a miracle you didn’t even have to put effort in it.”

That is true. Usually, you’re not in the mood to watch movies except for the ones you’ve seen a million times before. It’s just exhausting these days, focusing on something for more than twenty minutes.

“Maybe she’s interested in our maknae,” Changbin teases from the other side, sending a seductive glance in your direction, his eyebrows wiggling in a way that turns the whole situation into a joke. You scoff and roll your eyes at the assumption.

When you’re done with that, you witness two sad looks from the other end of the table – both Hyunjin’s and Chan’s posture shrinks at the thesis which your brother’s best friend has thrown into the middle of the room. You get that it irritates your ex boyfriend – but Chan? It’s probably just his protective nature again, not wanting anyone to make you feel bad or embarrassed.

“Let’s just watch the movie, shall we?”

And thats how you find your big group gathered around in front of the TV. Felix joins you on your left, cuddled together underneath a soft blanket. The other side is occupied by Jisung and Changbin and you already curse yourself for choosing that specific spot, knowing the both will be unable to shut their mouths for more than ten seconds.

Chan is still looking a bit confused but he’s chosen a cosy spot in front of you, kinda huddling against your lower legs. From time to time, he sneaks his palm in your direction – non-verbally asking for snacks like a dad would do on a long car drive.

The movie starts and the plot catches your attention within the first few scenes – a rather rare matter. Usually, it’s hard for you to get into them and you curse yourself for not watching this one earlier.

“I’ve told you so,” Jisung whispers in your ear and it lets shivers run down your spine – the good kind. It’s nothing new, being so close to him. After all, you’ve been best friends since the last year of high school but you blame it both on the wine and the atmosphere that his sheer presence irritates you – in a good way.

All while Felix is snuggled up on your other side, his fingers entangled in your own. Since you’re both roommates, you tend to do movie (or rather Netflix or Anime) nights quite often. He’s by far the most touch starved friend of yours, always looking for excuses to be near you but you’ve always understood it as a way of showing his platonic affection for you.

“Do you enjoy it?” He asks and you nod, squeezing his hand tight. His other arm embraces you, grabbing your waist and pulling you closer to him. But his next words make your breath hitch and you could swear your heart beat performs a double-time flow for a few bars.

“You look really pretty tonight.”

Instantly feeling your face heat up, you just smile and thank him for the compliment, unable to reply something else. Of course, you’ve viewed Felix in a far from friendship light before – after all you are roommates (quoting the famous vine here). But that’s all there is. Sure, he’s obviously attractive but you wouldn’t risk your cosy home because of an impulsive decision.

You try to push the thoughts aside and concentrate on the movie in front of you instead, until the next one of your friends decides to give it a shot. What is going on with the boys tonight?!

“You know,” Changbin starts, still sitting on your right, but speaking at a volume the others aren’t able to hear, “I’m glad your brother didn’t attend the party. It makes it easier for me to approach you.”

You gulp down the lump that has been built in your throat, feeling your heart racing at an even faster speed than the one you used at the Mario Kart track earlier. Head spinning and mind absolutely losing it, you slightly tilt your head so you’re able to look at him.

“Is that so?” The sudden confidence of yours surprises you.

“Hm, I’d love to spend more time with you.”

You don’t answer right away but that’s not a problem to your brother’s best friend at all – Changbin’s intention is to lure you with a few words, a simple phrase filled with promises and ideas. And even if he wanted to add more, Jisung is the faster one to talk to you now.

“You should have listened to me for once, you know. I knew you’d like the movie. I know what’s good for you, Y/N.”

Is it suddenly forty degrees here or where’s the heat coming from? How are three of your friends simultaneously hitting on you or whatever they’re doing right now? Did they just wait for some quiet time in the cottage? The idea lets your heart pick up its pace even further and you feel yourself overwhelmed, not having expected the evening to take such a turn.

But you’re reading too much into it – Minho, for instance, is still ignoring you like he usually does. What you don’t catch is your so-called enemy ogling you from time to time whenever you don’t look and especially when Felix scoots another centimetre closer to you.

Besides sitting far away from you, Hyunjin shoots a glare in your direction from time to time, thinking he’s not as obvious as he actually is. But you don’t blame him. After all, your eyes always meet, indicating you're looking at him as well.

What does surprise you is Chan being so close to you, apparently turning around from time to time to look at you. It’s suspicious how many times he’s asked for more of your snacks in the past few minutes, earning a playful sentence from Jisung who’s just as busy getting your attention.

At this point you can’t focus on anything happening in the movie anymore and you’ve given up, no idea what’s going on. Luckily, a few minutes later the last scene ends and you tell the others you’ll need a moment, heading towards the bathroom located upstairs.

A splash of cold water helps you stop being so delusional for a second and you would touch some grass if the snow wouldn’t hide the ground outside. Once you’ve toddled down the stairs again, you’re met with the guys still sitting in their previous seats, but a discussion about what to do next has begun.

“Now that we have the whole house to ourselves, do you guys know what we should do?” Jisung giggles, wiggling his eyebrows.

“Seven guys and Y/N– I’ve never expected you to be into gangbangs, Jisung,” Changbin states, quite in shock but partly unserious.

The younger sighs, a bit annoyed his friend is turning his idea into a joke, “No, man, we can play hide and seek in this huge house.”

Men are so easy to impress. You get aware of it once again, when the group turns into a cheering crowd and everyone is getting up from their seats. Now assembled together, you start playing rock, paper, scissors to determine the seeker.

Minho is the lucky one and you hope so dearly he doesn’t find you at the first try. This man turns everything into a big joke that involves you and his ability to defeat you in whatever small game.

“So… should I start?” He asks, as everyone is waiting at the starting line, ready to sprint to a possible hiding place. When Minho positions himself in front of the huge wall in the living room, his eyes hidden behind his palms and his blocked view directed to the stone barrier, his back looking at the group, he starts counting.

Everyone instantly rushes away from the spot, a few giggles erupting through the room.

It’s your first decision to make now, quickly.

Will you sprint up the stairs or stay on the ground floor?

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i. hwang hyunjin x fem!reader | 1.8k

ii. established relationship, explicit sexual content.

iii. mature

iv. penetrative sex (no barrier method), oral sex (f receiving), very light dirty talk, body shot, cum eating.

↳ synopsis: hyunjin adores the sight of you. all versions of it.

“It’s snowing.”

Barely any illumination shining through the crack of the pastel blue drapes of your apartment window — it’s not the morning sunlight just yet, still much too early for that — but rather one, lone, streetlight just so perfectly placed next to your humble abode that offers you the softest light throughout the early morning and late night hours. Perhaps one of the reasons that this place ended up being so affordable (’what an exciting find’, you had originally thought), but over the last few months you’ve learned to love it in such a different, beautiful way.

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— comfort with changbin ❤️‍🩹

🏷️ anti-burnout hurt/comfort; dashes of angst and fluff.

changbin always watches you work even if he doesn’t know what you’re doing. it’s his hobby. whatever you do, he’s silently cheering you on.

so when something occurs and throws you off-course, he notices it before you do.

he can’t multitask, so the moment he sees your eyebrows furrow more than it ever did, he keeps his eyes trained on nothing but you.

he analyzes your body language well. changbin sees the same pattern he saw before: you stretch, pat your hand on your head, sigh, and squint at the laptop screen before diving back into the stressor.

changbin hums your favorite song and hopes that it subconsciously calms you down. it doesn’t. you’re as laser-focused as he is, except you’re only making it worse by refusing to step away.

you repeat the routine of stretching and sighing until you sniff. with your back turned towards him and your face away from his view, he can’t see the tear that runs down your cheek, but he senses it faster than you.

it’s his cue to run to your side.

you could protest against his offers for a hug and kiss, you could say that you need to focus just this once, and you could promise that you’ll get back to him, but you clearly can’t do all of that when you can’t even finish the task due to the overwhelming stress.

changbin’s a little stressed too, considering he has no clue on what to do and he doesn’t even understand the logistics of the problem you ran into, but he’s there.

he sits there, by your side, with an arm always ready to pat your back. he sits there until you hiccup and lean into his warmth. that’s when he hugs you, shushes you, kisses your tears while telling you that it’s okay. you got this.

you tell him that the software keeps freezing, your task is stupid, and you simply lost the passion to keep working on something you thought you liked. he nods, listens, and shares bits of advice when you finally ask him for it. he rubs your back while humming your favorite song again, rocking you back and forth ever so gently in his hold. his hand pats your head.

you stop crying when he meets eyes with your frozen laptop and curses at it in baby talk. even if you think you feel disgusting for crying and laughing, your giggles alone are all he needs to feel lighter. he cracks a joke, then another, and offers to be your late-night barista for feel-good drinks.

he’s your cheerleader, and he’s here.

all for nothing | masterlist

“first time that i met you, i didn’t have a damn clue that i love everything about you; now i can’t think of life without you.”

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—summary: after experiencing heartbreak and betrayal, hyunjin has become incredibly closed off and reserved. he hated opening up to people, nor did he think the time or effort was worth it. but when hyunjin meets you, he finally realizes the importance of having someone by your side throughout all the ups and downs of life.

—pairing: hyunjin x f. reader

—genre: (18+) strangers to lovers, grad school au | fluff, angst, smut

—general warnings: cussing, mature language/implied sexual content, alcohol consumption, unprotected sex, jealousy, insecurities - additional warnings will be posted for each chapter.

—release: september ‘22

♡ table of contents ;

one: quiet

two: partners

three: hitting a nerve

four: worth a try

five: who eats sweet potato?

↘︎ extra: we’re waiting for you!

six: 5k and starving

seven: two can be better than one

eight: a thing or two with brownies

nine: late night drive

ten: corals

eleven: fear of the unknown

twelve: riding the waves

↘︎ extra: favorite boys

thirteen: three cones, please