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Keep Wanting You | RIIZE ANTON X BLK FEM READER.

summary: why you gotta make me keep wanting you?

theme: ex-lovers in a small town.

loosely based on the song Why Ya Wanna by Jana Kramer. Lyrics are sort of written into the fic.

a/n: I do take requests for RIIZE so yeah. 😭 this is just a little drabble I did it late in the morning because I really love this song and I really wanted to write something for Anton. 🥺 sorry for any mistakes.

You didn't expect for your ex Anton to walk through those diner doors that late August afternoon. So all the gossip around town was true that he was back in town. He's the only person from high school who left this little hometown to chase his big dreams in a big city. He's chatting with some older people who watched him grow up as a kid. You were hoping he didn't notice you, but he does, that little glimpse he gives you while he's talking with someone makes your heart sink to your stomach.

Why did he have to come here, of all places?

Anton walks up to your table. He's smiling and your heart is breaking like the night he left you behind in this town. You want to hide your face, your eyes sting as you try to fight back the tears with a fake smile.

He's wearing an old shirt that you love. A cotton white tee with a black heart sewn into the front pocket. You were never sure why you loved that shirt on him, but you did. Anton sat across from you, his eyes taking you in.

“You're looking good,” he said.

His words felt like a punch to the gut. No hello. No, how you have been. Just you're looking good. It was kind of his way to draw you in a bit to make you trust him again and to get you to think he's leaving was never a big deal.

“Thanks...?” you said softly.

He reached across the table, his index finger tapping three times on the back of your hand. Three little taps coded for ‘I love you’, something you and Anton came up with back in high school.

You slowly drew your hand away.

“It's been a while,” he said.

“Yeah...it has...”

“You never left this place.” There's a bit of regret stuck in his throat.

“Why would I?” Your words are icy. “This place is all I know.”

“Don't you want to see something else outside of our hometown?”

“No... Not really.”

Seeing anything else didn't feel right. That safety of where home would always be kept you nestled in this town. And you never saw why Anton would want to leave a place that felt like a comforting hug after a long day. Or just suddenly leave you for some dream right after graduation. God, you were glad he wasn't here to see those first couple of months when you were a mess behind him.

So seeing him now, just having him sit across from you like everything was fine, slowly opened those wounds that didn't quite heal up enough.

“Is it wrong of me to say I've missed you?” he said.

You look down at your coffee mug. Your reflection staring back at you in the black coffee with a few cubes of sugar in it.

“Do you really?” Your voice creaks on the way up your throat.

Anton doesn't say anything for a moment. Maybe because it was selfish of him to say something like that. Like what right did he have to you now?

“Yeah. Mainly you're one reason I'm back here,” he said.

Him saying that caused you physical pain.

Was I really? Your red nails tapped at the side of the coffee mug. It would be a lie if you said you didn't miss him. If you didn't think about him all these years later. If you hadn't checked his Instagram a billion times to see if he had moved on. Just flings here and there, but nothing serious. The girls in the city could never compare to the one small-town girl that he still loved.

So he fucked up by leaving you.

“Anton, don't say something you don't mean.” You pleaded. “Don't okay?”

You look up from your coffee.

“I mean it though.” He said. “I mean it with every heartbeat.”

The corners of your mouth pull down and your eyes water. You grabbed a napkin from the middle of the table and dabbed at your eyes, trying not to ruin your makeup.

“I need to go.” You said.

Because things were getting too real. If he said anything else, you would have maybe done the one thing you said you'd never do, which was forgive him.

You slid out of the booth and so did Anton. You placed a couple of dollars on the table for your coffee. Anton follows you out of the diner. You stopped walking.

“Don't follow me–” It's the way he moved in for a hug that caught you off guard.

What was he thinking? You let it happen. You deep down you wanted it though. It's a shame almost you craved his hug. How you melt against his body, how his arms tighten around your shoulders, your face in his chest smelling him. You were coming unglued.

It's sad how you wanted him again to go back to the familiarities of his love like he never broke your heart when he said goodbye. And God, how you wished he had been cold towards you like any ex would. But that wasn't him.

You needed to push him away. You needed to yell at him that this wasn't fair—that he doesn't get to do this to you. Hell, you can't bring yourself to do any of it. It felt so right with him right now.

Ateez reactions to their S/O sharing their drink or food with them.

Requested: how would the members react to a s/o being comfortable enough to share their drink or food with them when they know it isn't their thing.

a/n: ugh I hope you like it. 😭 sorry for any mistakes.

YEOSANG: he would be surprised if you shared your drink with him. “really you are sharing with me?” he would ask, taking your bottle of juice and sipping from it. You never liked drinking after people or sharing food. It was never your thing. Yeosang always made sure to never drink out of anything you were having. Since getting into a relationship with Yeosang, you wanted to share your drinks with him, but you weren't always sure if you wanted to until now and saw that your boyfriend looked thirsty.

JONGHO: he would be a little unsure when you offered him a bite of your food. He'd decline at first and then change his mind when you pout a little. Jongho would say something like, “Are you sure?” or “You never share, but I'm happy you offered me a bite.” Jongho is the type of boyfriend who shares his food with you, but he always gives you half of it because he knows you don't like eating after people, not even with him. He never complained about it, though. It was just something you didn't like to do, and he respected that.

WOOYOUNG: he would look at you strangely when you helped your straw up to his lips. “You never share your drinks. What's going on? Where is my girlfriend?” Wooyoung would squint his eyes at you. This was something new, and he was trying to figure out why you suddenly wanted to share your drink. But he happily sipped from the pink-dotted straw. He remembered when you and he first started dating; you told him you didn't drink after people or let anyone drink after you. You just found it a little weird and just weren't comfortable with it.

SAN: he would be happy that you were sharing your food with him and letting him take the first bite and then you have a bite after him. “Oh, wow, you're comfortable sharing your food with me now?” he would smile before taking another bite of your food. San has always waited patiently for you to come around with you sharing your food with him. He never bugged you about it because he knew how picky you could be with these sorts of things.

SEONGHWA: he would be shocked that you were handing over your drink to him. He had said he was thirsty, but there were no vending machines around for him to get anything. “Really? You're letting me drink after you?” he would ask as he took your drink from your hand. He never thought this day would come that you'd be sharing your drink with him. It even took you a while in the relationship to get comfortable enough to share food with him. Seonghwa is the type of boyfriend to want to share his food with you, wanting to feed you after he tasted it first.

YUNHO: he would be a little skeptical about you wanting to share your drink with him. It just wasn't your thing to do. He knew you were trying to be open to sharing with him. “You don't have to share your drink with me if you don't want to, y/n.” he would say. But you wanted to share with him. He's your boyfriend. It was something you would have to get used to doing with him. Besides you always got yummy drinks and wanted for Yunho to taste them, but that fear of having someone drink after you always stopped you from doing so.

MINGI: he would be caught off guard when you take a bite of his burger that he had already bitten into. His eyes were a little wide as he stared at you, watching you chew happily. “Okay, did you really bite my burger?!” he would laugh but felt happy with you eating. It wasn't a rule that you had that you would never eat or drink after Mingi, it was just you never felt comfortable doing it. You've been dating Mingi for a while and you knew you wanted to share stuff with him like food and drinks. He never pressured you into anything, he respected that you didn't like eating and drinking after people.

HONGJOONG: He would be excited that you were finally sharing your drinks with him. Because he always wanted to do that cute couple thing where you both shared a drink, sipping out of your own straws. “Thanks for sharing with me. It means a lot to me that you're comfortable enough to share your drink with me now.” He would say smiling. That's all Hongjoong ever wanted you to be was comfortable with him.

How would it be to be Saerom's girlfriend.

requested @iamflawless303

these are things I think being saerom's girlfriend would include.

How would it be to be Saerom's girlfriend would included...

🦊 listening to jazz music with her on lazy rainy Saturday afternoons while cuddled up in bed together.

🦊 she spoils you a lot then complains about you being a spoiled brat.

🦊 she'll cook for you. because seeing you eat makes her happy. she's the type of girlfriend that'll get upset if you told her the only thing you had today was an Ice coffee.

🦊 your her baby. saerom loves loving on you. she enjoys touching you a lot. whenever given the chance she would touch you.

🦊 lots of kissing. she loves kissing you. when she comes back after a long tour she kisses you in the places she misses you most telling you how much she misses you.

🦊 saerom loves dancing for you. even sexy dancing she likes when you get flustered when she teases you with a little strip tease.

🦊 saerom always sings hoody songs to you. she just really likes singing to you in general. she will even sing you to sleep.

🦊 lot's of late night drives together and finding hidden little hole in the wall restaurants and bars.

🦊 though saerom may not get overly jealous. she DOES get jealous. She's the quiet type of jealous that lets you feel how jealous she was once you are in the bedroom.

🦊 she loves to adore you. when she gets the chance to talk about you, it's like bright sunshine on a winter's day.

🦊 saerom has playlist of songs that remind her of you.

🦊 she loves doing your hair and makeup.

🦊 if you're anxious about something she'll calm you down the way you like.

🦊 honey, babe, and baby girl is what she likes to call you.

🦊 she paints her nails your favorite color.

🦊 matching couple rings. That would later turn into wedding rings.

🦊she loves leaving hickies on your neck and breast.

🦊 she watches your favorite movie/tv shows with you.

a/n: gosh I hope you liked it. I had to do some research on saerom to get a feel of her. 🥺

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In between the pages of you | MIN YOONGI X BLK FEM READER (COMING SOON)

summary: Yoongi ends up falling in with you while reading the pages of your journal you lost.

genre: fluff, angst, humor, and romance.

a/n: first off I never really thanked my friend @honeysuckledrop for always reading and listening to me talk about my stories. You're the best!

Yoongi fell in love with you. A girl he had never even met before. Knew everything that you were made up of within 96 pages of a worn red journal with a nirvana sticker on front, with coffee and tea-stained pages that also smelled of lilacs and summer.

CHAPTER ONE POSTED HERE

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In between the pages of you | YOONGI X BLK FEM READER

summary: Yoongi fell in love with you. A girl he had never even met before. Knew everything that you were made up of within 96 pages of a worn red journal with a nirvana sticker on front, with coffee and tea-stained pages that also smelled of lilacs and summer.

genre: fluff, angst, humor, and romance.

a/n: I made a playlist for this fic if you want to check it out :). sorry for any mistakes in the fics.

CHAPTER 2 here

Chapter One: The Red Journal

It's only 2:15 in the morning. Yoongi sat in his usual spot in the back of the ramen shop eating his usual order of creamy pork belly shin. The crispy pork had a nice crunch, and the broth warmed his chest and stomach in the cold winter month of December.

The little ramen shop wasn't busy, just the same faces Yoongi had seen when he came here when he hit a mental creative block in his music writing. Oftentimes times Yoongi would people-watch, taking in insignificant details of the other customers he could somehow use in his music.

Like the old man with ink-stained fingers, Yoongi wonders if the old man is a kind of comic creator.

Then there was the young man slurping down his noodles as he studied for some kind of test.

Yoongi noticed a red journal sitting in the center of a table a few feet away from him. He looked around to see if the owner of it was anywhere. No one was at the serving counter or at the tea machine. The little ramen shop didn't have restrooms, so you had to use the restroom at the 7-Eleven across the street. So he thought maybe the owner could be there.

By the time Yoongi was done eating, he paid for his meal at the serving counter and bought a strawberry mochi ice cream. He walked by the table with the red Journal; he stood there for a moment staring at it. The owner never came for it.

So Yoongi took it to the serving counter.

“Someone left their journal here,” Yoongi said to the cook.

The middle-aged man looked at the journal and then at Yoongi.

“Okay?”

“Do you have a lost and found?”

“Does it look like I have one?”

“Can I leave it here in case the owner returns?”

“It'll get thrown out with the trash.”

Yoongi put the red journal in his messenger bag. He gave a tight lip smile to the cook and left.

The red Journal sat in front of him on his desk. He stared at the Nirvana sticker on the cover. He opened the journal to see if there was information so he could return it to the owner.

Yoongi reads the pretty handwriting, and the name written inside Y/N with hearts drawn around your name. There was no other information, so he flipped to the first page.

There's a faint hint of coffee that hits his nose and a coffee ring in the upper corner of the page with a movie ticket taped down from some French movie you saw back in July.

Yoongi read the first page of your journal. At first, he thought it would be crossing into someone else private life: what if there's some really deep personal shit here?

But Yoongi was a little nosey about who you, Y/n, might be.

June 1, 2023

I and my friend Namjoon ate at this Chinese restaurant above my apartment building. It's a small little one run by a husband and wife. I had sweet and sour pork with steaming white rice and Namjoon had Wonton soup. Namjoon thinks it's a little childish that I made a wish on my rice. I never told Namjoon this was something I always did with my grandma. She'll cook some rice for us on my birthdays, sprinkling a little sugar and adding some butter, before digging in we made a wish on the rice. I know it's nothing special to some people, but for me, brief memories like that with my grandma felt like hot chicken noodle soup on a bitter winter day warming your insides. So yeah, I'll continue wishing on bowls of rice, just to keep that memory of my grandma alive when she wasn't.

Yoongi's fingers trailed over each sentence until he was at the end where he saw a little chibi drawing at the bottom of the page with two people, a younger girl and an elderly woman with bowls of rice in front of them and scribbled above their heads read: Granny and Me.

His chest tightened a bit, and he batted his eyes to keep the tears away. It reminds him of him and his grandpa when Yoongi was a small boy, they would always go fishing, and Yoongi and his grandpa would wish on dragonflies so they could catch the biggest fish. They never did though and it never disappointed Yoongi when he caught something even smaller, it was the moments he spent with his grandpa that made these little memories special.

So Yoongi could understand you, wanting to keep that part of your grandma alive.

All he can do is try to imagine what your smile must have been like when a bowl of hot rice was placed in front of you, did you close your eyes? Or did you thank whatever God you believed in, if you even believed in one?

He was curious about how many wishes you made over the years, what you wished for, and did any of them ever come true?

Only from the first page of your journal Yoongi could tell you were someone with a pure heart.

Maybe you saw the world a little differently, like a child did when they first become curious about the world around them.

Maybe you were nice. Maybe you weren't nice enough. Maybe you smiled too much. Maybe you smiled too little. Maybe you cried easily when someone slightly raised their voice to you. Maybe you didn't cry at all.

A lot of maybes Yoongi thought about. Just a couple hundred words that Yoongi read he wanted to know who you were as a person. That all the maybes he had could be answered.

He flipped through the pages of your journal, just scanning over the pages. Some pages were torn out, with scraps of paper left behind from where you ripped them out.

Yoongi counted 96 pages with pieces of you scattered throughout the stained pages, folded corners, pretty handwriting, and every page smelled of lilacs.

a/n: the idea for this was random because I wanted to buy a journal and I'm like, what if there was a story about a journal and two people? I asked my friend who it should be about. It was either between Namjoon and Yoongi. And Yoongi made it. I may or may not do a Namjoon version. 😭

For a good portion of the story, we only will see Y/n through her journal and how Yoongi may see her.

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Tonight We're Dancing | idol Namjoon x Blk Fem Reader

summary: All I wanna do is stare into your eyes all night long.

Established relationship. Married. Mention of kids.

Genre: Fluff. Drabble.

A/n: first fic for the new year. Took all of December off from writing on Tumblr, but I'M BACK. This fic is based on a song named: Tonight We're Dancing by Chris Young. And Sorry for any mistakes.

The lights are turned down low, and time is lost between shared smiles and glasses of red wine.

Barefoot in the kitchen on hardwood floors, Namjoon is spinning you along to a Lana Del Rey song. Your head dips back in drunk laughter like you swallowed the sun, and he looks at you like he's fallen in love with you for the very first time. And when it's just him and you alone, all he does is want to stare into your eyes all night long.

He pulls you in. Heart-to-heart and Hand-to-hand you and Namjoon dance from one end of the kitchen to the other end, stepping over toys the kids left lying around.

Namjoon steals kisses from you. Then steals a few more. He doesn't remember how long it's been since you two had alone time like this. Between work and the kids, you and he were pretty busy.

So tonight is all about you and him, even if it is just dancing in circles and drinking until you and him are a laughing mess.

“You look so good in love,” Namjoon whispered as he leaned in, kissing your lips with a slow, long, drawn-out kiss.

He's savoring every second of you—it'll be a while before you and he has time like this again.

Namjoon hands move to your waist, softly squeezing and pulling you more into him.

You give yourself away to him, melting against his body. You taste the semi-sweet red wine on his warm soft lips. His kiss sent your head spiraling and your stomach swirling with butterflies.

When he goes to pull away, you can't help but grab him by his shirt, tugging him back down to you for another kiss. You're needy and greedy, even. Namjoon knew if you kept kissing him the way you did, he would end up taking you to the bedroom.

BONNET | ATEEZ X BLK FEM READER

Ateez has different interactions with you and your bonnet.

No warnings.

A/N: Wasn't really sure about this, but hopefully, someone likes it. I enjoyed writing it.

Sorry for any mistakes.

Mingi: He is the type of boyfriend who will carefully put your bonnet back on after it comes off in the middle of the night. He also changed out his pillowcases to silk pillowcases just for you. When you're getting ready for bed, he helps with getting your hair into your bonnet. He'll kiss your forehead telling you: “You're so beautiful. Don't ever forget how beautiful you are. Hell, I'll never let you forget how beautiful you are, Y/n.”

Wooyoung: It was your first time spending the night with your boyfriend Wooyoung. You stood in the bathroom clenching your leopard-printed bonnet in your hands. “What if he laughs.” you'd think. There's a quick knock at the door, and you jump clearing your throat. Wooyoung asks if everything is okay. You suck in a deep breath, slipping your bonnet on. Slowly you opened the door saying to Wooyoung: “Don't laugh.” he'd be a little confused as to why you'd say that then his eyes came to the leopard-printed bonnet. “Oh, honey.” He'd cooed. “I would never laugh at you. You look so lovely in your bonnet."

San: He would buy your bonnets for you. Usually, they would be in his favorite colors, he even got you a customized bonnet with his picture on it a little cheesy, some would think but you loved the hell out that one bonnet. He's the type of boyfriend to remind you to put on your bonnet before sleeping. When you're all whiny and too tired to put it on yourself San puts your bonnet on you with a small pout saying, “Hmm, I think I spoil you too much. You can put your bonnet on yourself, baby.” but he would always do it because he loves taking care of you.

Yunho: He'd be a little surprised seeing you wear your bonnet for the first time around him. “Hey, you never wear your bonnet around me before.” he'd say as he fixes your bonnet on your head. “I...I was just never comfortable enough til now.” You'd say. Hearing this hurts him a little, he gently cups your adorable face tilting your head so you're looking up at him. “Thank you.” He'd say. “Why are you thanking me?” You'd blink, confused at your man. He would smile giving your pouty lips a quick kiss, saying, “For sharing this part of yourself with me. I know it may not be easy for you to let me see you in your bonnet, but I will always still thank you are the most beautiful woman in the world.”

Jongho: He helps you get your box braids into your bonnet every night. Jongho always looked forward to helping you, it was his favorite part of his nighttime routine with you. “You know J, you don't always have to help me.” You'd say. Jongho would kiss the top of your head and say, “But I want to help you.” There was this warm feeling that spread over you. This differed from your past relationships where you felt ashamed to even wear your bonnet since your ex-partners would make fun of you or they just found you wearing a bonnet not sexy at all. So having your boyfriend Jongho always help you was this very intimate moment for the both of you.

Yeosang: He wears a matching bonnet with you. The pink bonnet with the blackband. Yeosang would always buy a variety of bonnets for you and him. Always matching ones, though. He had a bonnet with your picture on it that was his favorite one to wear. “God, did you really have to put my face on a bonnet, Yeosang?” You'd ask the first time you saw your face on the silky light blue bonnet he's wearing. He'd playfully grin at you before quickly giving you a kiss on the nose, “Of course I did. You're my beautiful girl.” he'd say. Your face gets all warm and you softly slap your hand against his chest and smile.

Hongjoong: “If you don't like it. I can take it off.” You'd say to Hongjoong the first time he sees you in your bonnet. His brows knit together and he pulls you down to sit on his lap. “No. I love it. I would never ask you to take off your bonnet. I'm happy you're comfortable with me now to let me see you wear one.” He'd give your thigh a light little squeeze. “You don't find me unattractive or anything, do you?” you'd ask. Hongjoong would smile at you, holding your gaze. “Why would I? Protecting your hair is important to me. I still find you attractive with your bonnet. It's sexy.”

Seonghwa: just like Mingi, Seonghwa is the type of boyfriend who puts your bonnet back on in the middle of the night, his voice low, and soft with sleep as he speaks to you while you're half asleep. “Y/n, baby lift your head some for me.” he'd say as tucks your hair back into your bonnet. You'd pout in your sleep not wanting to listen to your boyfriend. Seonghwa would carefully lift your head himself to get your bonnet fully on your head. “You sleep too wild that's why your bonnet always comes off.” he'd kiss your forehead. You mumble something in your sleepy voice into his chest, “The bonnet has a mind of its own.”

I could fall in love with you | IDOL EUNSEOK X BLK FEM READER

REQUESTED @iamflawless303

summary: put your worries in my hands.

a/n: I'm super sorry that I'm just now getting to this. I hope you still like it. 🥲

Sorry for any mistakes.

I recommend listening to this song for this fic :)

There is a light sprinkling of rain as you scurry across the parking lot to Eunseok's car. You're grateful he can pick you up from work, since he has practiced in a few hours.

The warm air of the car hits your skin. It felt nice being out of the icy rain. Eunseok takes a towel from his Nike duffle back in the backseat and hands it to you. He realizes how you look at it and then laughs, telling you: “Don't worry, it's clean.”

You wipe the rainwater from your arms and face. In the few seconds of being in the car, you couldn't help but feel this heavy energy coming from Eunseok. You've been around him long to know that something is off.

The touch of your cool hand on the back of his neck makes him crumble a little. You play with some of his hair. The rain gets heavier and it's the only sound between the two of you.

“Something is the matter.” You softly whispered. Your thumb strokes the side of his neck.

Eunseok crumbles a little more at your words.

“It's work.”

“I'm listening.”

He lets out a broken laugh while staring straight ahead out the windshield as the rain hits it. Eunseok wants to pour all his worries into you.

How his body aches from all the dance practices. How he's afraid he wouldn't do as well for RIIZE's upcoming performance.

And when Eunseok doesn't say anything for a while, you speak again. “Hey, whatever is bothering you, just place it in my hands.” You smiled a little with your hands held out.

This makes Eunseok smile. So he places his worries into your hands. You rolled down the window and chunked his worries out and quickly let the window up so you wouldn't get wet by the rain.

“How do you feel?”

“Lighter.”

You pinch his cheek making him laugh. “Like I told you a thousand times, Eunseok, if you ever need to talk, I'm always here any time of day. No matter how late always come to me with your worries.”

You were never selfish with yourself. Always giving others tiny pieces of you. And Eunseok sometimes wishes you were a little selfish with yourself. He has more of you than anybody else would ever have. Then again, maybe he is a little selfish himself — always accepting the pieces of you and never refusing.

Eunseok gets you home safely, but before you even get out of the car, he reaches over the console and grabs your wrist, stopping you from fully getting out of his car.

“More worries?” you asked.

“I... I was wondering if I could come over after pract–”

“The door will be unlocked. I'll have your favorite food and drink ready when you get here.”

And damn Eunseok doesn't know what he did in his past life to deserve a friend like you.

Everyone has things that bring them some kind of comfort. And you were Eunseok's comfort person. To him, you are like a tiny, cozy, warm home in the winter that smells of sugar cookies and pumpkin spice.

He gives your wrist a little squeeze before letting go. He doesn't drive away yet until you're inside your place and you flip the lights on.

🩷💞🩷💞🩷💞🩷💞🩷💞🩷💞🩷💞🩷💞🩷💞

Eunseok is sitting on the sofa with you. You and he are binge-watching a show on Netflix. It felt nice to not to do anything after practice, but just to sit with you felt even nicer.

“Can I cry with you?” Eunseok asks, his voice is so low you almost didn't hear him over the TV.

You grab the remote from the arm of the sofa and paused the TV.

“Yeah, of course, if that's what you need, sweetie.” You scoot closer to him on the sofa.

Eunseok lays his head on your shoulder. He then takes your hand and intertwines his fingers with yours. His eyes sting a little and his nose starts to run.

“More worries?”

Eunseok nods. You placed your free hand out. “Let's get rid of them, okay?”

“Okay.”

And with each worry, Eunseok tells you what's on his mind as he places his worries into your hand. Once your hand is full, you blow all his worries away like a dandelion.

He cries into your shoulder. It's a gut-wrenching cry, but a much-needed one. You stroke the top of his head. You knew being an Idol was a heavy load, but you didn't think of the overwhelming amount of stress it came with.

Eunseok couldn't live his life without people online criticizing him over the smallest of things. He either wasn't doing something right or said something that got taken out of context.

People are cruel.

But at least you made Eunseok feel a lot safer.

When Eunseok is all cried out. You wipe his tears away and clean up his face. Then it's the warmest hug from you that he's engulfed in that he could finally breathe easily.

You gently sway him in your arms and kiss his forehead. “How do you feel now?”

“I feel empty now. But in a good way tho. Like after letting everything out, there is nothing else left there that makes me feel like I'm drowning under the weight of my worries with my lungs burning for air.” he said. “And I want to thank you in so many ways, Y/n.”

“Oh, Eunseok, you don't have to thank me–”

Your eyes widen when he suddenly captures your lips in a tender kiss. Closing your eyes you melt into your sofa. Your body is lightly buzzing all over. You feel Eunseok smile against your lips.

“One thank you down. A million more to go.”

5:46 pm | RIIZE Wonbin x Blk Fem Reader

Warning: Y/n not liking her body but doesn't go into detail.

Sorry for any mistakes

I would recommend listening to this song while reading.

And it's the long hot summer nights you'll miss with him the most and you'll miss the way all the conversations would fade into comfortable silence covering you both in solace and you'll miss how his eyes would always find you from across a crowded room. 

Wonbin and you walk along the beach when the world is at its quietest and the ocean waves are the moon's soothing lullaby. The sky is a beautiful black ink with white speckles of shining stars.

He wants to count all the stars tonight. “I just want a little more time with you,” he mumbled under his breath, too afraid to say it loudly enough. Maybe he hates the way the words sound coming off his tongue. A little too sweet. A little too, not him.

 He's a so-called bad boy and bad boys don't say those kinds of things or fall in love. Ever. 

But summers were meant for falling in love and dancing barefoot with him on the warm beach sand when the sun went down. 

Wonbin's arms come around your waist and he lifts you off your feet and spins you around. You both laugh and he makes you feel like your favorite love song.

And when a person makes you feel like your favorite song, you just want to keep them forever. But summer love is just as short as the days in the autumn.

Then when you look up, you are at the bus stop with your best friend Anton seeing his cousin off and the guy you liked from June to August acts differently now, like he hadn't fallen in love too; Like he didn't enjoy all those nights spent with you. Like he didn't see you naked a bunch of times and convince you your body was the most beautiful thing he's ever seen when you thought it was the ugliest thing in the world. A body that made you cry. A body that you hated, but it was a body he had loved and made love to. 

Kpop x Blk reader request are open.

Hello, I'm taking request for Kpop groups x Blk reader. Boy or Girl groups. Blk Fem Reader or Blk Male reader. I'll write whoever you want just let me know which group they are from so I have the right person and I can do my little research on them.

I don't write requested smut so I deeply apologize.

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hi hi can u make a valentine’s day themed thing for whatever u want for sohee from riize please 🫶🏾

The first time, Sohee tells you he loves you on Valentine's Day. (sorry if it's a bit angst and double sorry that it was rushed since it is Valentine's Day I wanted to have it done before it ended :) ) Thank you for requesting! Sorry for any mistakes.

💘 “It was easy falling in love with her.” Sohee thought. “She made falling easy.”

💘 Sohee could never verbally tell you that he loves you, but he did it in little gestures that said “I love you.” Sohee wanted to say it out loud, yet he's cautious though. Scared he might get hurt again if he fully gave that part of himself away too soon.

💘 And you knew this. You knew how badly Sohee had been hurt in the past by people he gave his love away to. From September to February, you showed him it was okay to love again. To trust that love wasn't this awful thing that could hurt you. Your love for him was pure, kind, sweet, and forever lasting.

💘 Sohee loved the way you made love feel. “Oh, your love is like spring, when everything starts to bloom.” He tells you one day.

💘 Sohee practiced saying I love you a million times, cringing a little when he got overly excited when he said it. Since today was Valentine's Day, he wanted to tell you on the most romantic day.

💘 You both were at a Valentine's Day party at a friend's condo. You were eating a heart-shaped cookie when Sohee pulled you out of the party.

He puts his jacket around you when you both make it to the roof. The night was clear, and the air was crisp.

“Everything okay, Sohee?” You asked.

He gave a nervous smile. “Uh, Yeah. I just–I just want to tell you something. I should have made this moment more romantic or something, but I've been wanting to say this for a very long time.” Tears gathered in his eyes.

You dabbed at his eyes with the sleeve of your sweater. “What is it?”

“... I love you.”

“What?”

“I love you!” His voice shakes, and then his lips pull into a big smile. “I love you, y/n.”

“Awe, Sohee,” you said.

“I'm sorry, I never said it sooner.”

“Honey, it's okay. I knew that you loved me by the little things you did for me. But hearing you say those words to me makes my heart so full.”

“I love you!” Sohee laughed. “I love you. I love. You. I love you.” he gently grabs your face and kisses your lips. You both melt into the kiss.

He didn't know how good it could feel to actually say those words to you and he planned on saying I Love You every single day until you were sick of hearing it. But you could never get sick of him saying I Love You.

“You made my Valentine's Day even more special, Sohee.”

This is sooo good. Like I got emotional. As a person who writes letters for their partner I find the gestures of the letters to be touching. But I love this deeply. I hope Sunghoon and Y/n are able to meet again.

Winter 4 ❄️

Pairings: Park Sunghoon x Black!fem!reader

Song: Winter by Se So Neon

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 |

My love,

Many winters has passed and time has flown away as yet mys heart still stopped when I saw your letter. You still have the ability to freeze my heart at any given moment. Seeing your name alone makes me question everything around. You’re hiding; perhaps not hiding but waiting. Season passed, Winter ignored spring as you conutined to wait. You waited there for me. How many seasons have it been for you? How much has changed for you? I guess the only real important question to me is: Are you still waiting? Are you still waiting for the snow? The snow in my heart that is stamped with your footprints.

The more i read your letter the colder my heart gets. I don’t have to look out the window to remember you, my love. Winter and the cold that comes with it, I believe is your embrace. I have carried you with me.

“You sent him my letter”, You looked up at your therapist. Your eyes watery as you tried grasp everything you read. You memorized every word as if it was the last time you’d hear from him. Everything around had become circular and in motion. It was like being inside a abstract painting. It made one think so deeply and consider all aspects.

The sound of a page turning caught your attention as you were pulled of the tunnel you had hidden your thoughts in, “Yes”, She responded. Removing her glasses; she folded them and placed them on the glass table next to her.

Mixed emotions filled the air as you decided how should feel about this, you gaev her your letter because it was an assignment she gave you. “Why-”, before you could finish your statement your throat went dry.

“I have been your therapist since you were 17, Y/n”, she started; shifting in her seat. Her grey pantsuit complimented her skin tone well. As she shifted, you could see the fabric wrinkle slightly. “I have watched you tear yourself down for the last 5 years to the point that I couldn’t just listen anymore”.

She was right, “And you need, I simply cannot give you. Only he can. And that is closure”. Ms. Kim was right, I have been slowly draining myself by letting my mind wonder for what seemed like hours. You nodded as she spoke, tears filled your eyes.

That day you walked for hours with your thoughts. The street lights slowly turned as you looked up at the night sky, the stars shined. “Would there even be space in his life for me?”, you whispered, eyes glued to the sky.

On that night, you digged through your old journals and notebooks. You searched to find a letter you had written on your 19th birthday. It was old, the paper crinkled and torn at the edge. It didn’t matter.

You sent it, with a few adjustments. With help from Ms. Kim, it was sent.

My dear,

Would you ever give me a chance to correct the mistake I made that night?

I'M SO IN LOVE WITH THIS!!!! The writing is everything like omg. 😭😭😭

Winter 5 ❄️

Pairings: Park Sunghoon x Black!Fem!Reader

Warnings: mentions of racial discrimination

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 |

My dear,

“Would you ever give me a chance to correct that mistake I made that night? I’ve spent countless hours trying to imagine a scene where I did get on the train. As I am celebrating my 19th birthday, it feels my seasons are going by so fast….”

These were the words I wrote when I was 19 and wanted nothing more than to feel your embrace around me. I never knew why we wanted to be in the snow so much, why the cold became the center of our relationship. Maybe it was because of the heat we received for being together. My skin was the problem, but we knew we could always hide in the snow. It allowed us to be mellow and cool. I took a detour on our trip to freedom and now i see that the detour was only fear. Fear has held me in cage and tied my hands. It left me helpless and so I never reached out to you.

If not for the people around me, you wouldn’t have gotten my letter. And so now I ask you; as I am drowning and being buried in what seems to be my last season: Would you ever give me a chance to correct the mistake I made that night?

“Mistake?”, Sunghoon thought out loud to himself. For the last couple years, He wanted nothing more than to hear from you. Your voice, but instead he gifted with your words coming from a piece of paper being read to him by his Neighbour.

Jake sat on the chair next to Sunghoon’s desk; he watched the boy pace back and forth. The sleeves of his white sweater rolled up to his elbows, Jake folded the paper and put it back in the envelope.

“So, she’s the one that you use to get drunk and mumble about?”, He asked. The question brought Sunghoon to a halt. “Yes”, he replied.

All his thoughts made sense he realized what he wanted to say to you. “What mistake is she talking about?”, Jake asked. The only thing wrong with his question was that there was no mistake. Sunghoon sighed; turning to face him.

“Y/n and I had a plan. We were bestfriends-”, he paused; clearing his throat, “that eventually fell in love. And we were happy together but others around us didn’t approve-”

“Because she was black”, Jake finished his sentence for him. Sunghoon nodded in agreement. Jake knew that there was a beauty standard and discrimination in Korea. Sunghoon continued, “So we made a plan to run away, We’d take the midnight train to next city”.

In the past, if he ever had to tell this story; Sunghoon would break. “But she wouldn’t get on the train. She wasn’t ready to leave everything behind but I still left without her.” The night he got on that train he promised himself that he would build a beautiful before he went back for her.

That is why is continuously wrote letters, He needed to have something to show her. A moment of realization dawned on Jake as he came to understand the mistake. “So the mistak-”, he started.

“There was no mistake. I’m glad she stayed, I couldn’t put her through the same struggle I went through when I got here”, He stated. Sunghoon from 5 years ago would’ve never said such a thing but he has grown.

“She doesn’t deserve that. I built a stable enough life for us to share here. But I’m not sure It’s perfect for her.” Jake hummed as took in everything. He’d known sunghoon since he got here and they’ve been close.

They’ve laughed and shared their sorrows, Sunghoon had always been the one to give the advice but now it’s his turn. Jake stood up, facing him.

“If you keep waiting for perfect, You’ll never have her”, Jake said, “That’s my best advice”. There was nothing but the sound of the air conditioning as the boys looked at each other. “I don’t know if this is bad timing but Jay and Jungwon are going out tonight”, Jake shoved his hands in the pockets of black jeans, “Would you like to come?”

Sunghoon rubbed his forehead, “Not tonight”. With that Jake left and Sunghoon once again sat at his desk alone. He sat there for about an hour before opening the desk and pulling a sheet of paper. Twirling his black pen in his finger; he thought about her last question:

Would you give me a chance to correct the mistake I made that night?

My love,

Your choice was not a mistake.

And I'm IN LOVE 😭 the author really knows how to capture a feeling and it's an amazing one. I think my favorite thing about the fic is the letters. Because you can clearly see their feelings between each other through their words. So sweet and tender. For me their letters are like a comforting hug almost. 🥹 So thank you author for writing such an amazing story! 💓💓💓

Winter 6 ❄️

Pairing: Park Sunghoon x Black!fem!reader

Warnings: none

Song: Winter by Se So Neon

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6

My love,

Your choice was not a mistake. If you said that years ago, I would’ve agreed but now I know your detour was just the universe giving the opportunity build something beautiful for us. It began with us at the train station but now, I still question wether it’s perfect. Divine intervention has given me time but I’m afraid I mayb have not fulfilled everything needed to be done.

My y/n, I would not let you change what you did because it made me realize so much. How cold winter can be but I will still stand outside because it is your embrace. How strong the wind is, reminded me how strong my love is for you. And every snowflake that hit the ground reminded of the numerous kisses we shared. So leave the past behind.

Let your current season not be our demise; I believe it is time for us to both be in winter. Together.

Once again, as always.

The letter was sent by Sunghoon almost two weeks ago and there was no response from y/n. Was he too soon? Sunghoon walked down the sidewalk, the sound of snow crunching beneath his feet was loud.

He wore a black sweater with a matching scarf and black jeans. He hands covered with mittens and were stuffed in his pockets. Screams could be heard in a distance as children played in the snow. “Why hasn’t she replied?”, he muttered under his breath.

Sunghoon had spent his off day running errands before eating lunch with Jungwon. There was no surprise when Jungwon brought up the letters. He should’ve known better than including Jake. But he felt like he needed an outside opinion.

His thoughts continued to consume his mind as he got closer to his apartment building. Sunghoon’s eyes were glued to ground, olbly shifting upwards when a car sped past him. The wind brushing across his face and his hair flying in his face.

He eyes followed the car until it disappeared, only for a figure to catch his attention. As he got closer he could see a more detailed view of the figure. A cream colored jacket and jeans, he squinted trying to make out more.

The figure looked around as if they were looking from something. Sunghoon just kept walking, he got closer by the second. Long black hair, being closer now he could tell it was faux locs. A warm chocolate skin tone. “Just like y/n”, he thought to himself. Sunghoon never notice but he was walking faster.

The figure turned to face his direction as soon he was close enough to see her. The image of her face that night flashed in his mind, her perfect two toned lips and tear eyes now replaced with expressionless eyes.

Her eyes bored into him as the cold wrapped it’s arms around them both. They both stood there, a few steps apart. No words were spoken with the mouth but emotions conveyed with the eyes. Her heart raced as she took him in, he was much taller and had a more mature look to him.

The return address ont he envelope came in helpful when you made the last night decision to come here. Without telling him.

You were scared but his words became stamped onto your heart. The world around you both kept moving but your hearts slowed and beat in sync for that moment.

“Love”, he whispered; just enough for her to hear. “Y/n”. His voice cracked as he took her beauty which he had long to see for the last years.

“It’s winter”, her eyes brimmed with tears, “And We’re here, Together”.

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Yes, this! 🥺 I'm not even tall but would love to see kpop idol x tall fem reader. Especially short idol x tall reader. There's a lot of Kpop idol x fem reader things I would love to see done for black readers in general. I'm more a soft love, angst kind of gal so what I write reflects most of the time lol.

Sounds weird but I really wish there were more portrayals of yn/the reader that are more vague. Don't get me wrong I love Tumblr writing and the way most writers write the mc of their stories but it gets under my skin when they visually describe the Mc/reader/yn to be shorter, skinny, pale, straight hair, etc. I am none of the above and I know there are a lot of readers that struggle with the “yn 🥺 effect”.

What I'm trying to say is that I wish there was more diversity, especially with height and weight- not everyone is so skinny (blank) can throw you over their shoulder with just one hand and there are fangirls who are tall like me (I'm 5’11/180cm) that bias members that are shorter. For this reason exactly I never specify the weight, height, skin colour or hair texture of the reader because I know damn well no one's fingers will smoothly glide through my afro or that my heavy ass braids will sway in the wind like a horse’s pony or whatever metaphor you wanna us, I need more enhypen x tall fem!reader😭😭

Subway Lovers | JAKE SIM X BLK READER

Summary: you were only a stranger on a train that jake had loved in between.

Drabble

A/N: This piece is based on something I read in a book called One Last Stop by Casey McQuiston [You lock eyes with someone ,you imagine a life from one stop to the next and you go back to your day as if the person you loved in between doesn't exist anywhere but on the train]

This is my first time writing a ENHYPEN fanfic so yeah I just wanted to try since I thought this piece fitted him. 🥺

This is not edited ❌❌❌

That's all it took was a few minutes for Jake to fall in love with you. A complete stranger on the subway sitting across from him.

You and him took the same commute, at the same time, every day. Fate. Jake would call it. But he's fallen in love with so many people on this same subway before, people he never saw again but still wonders how they were doing or if they had something to eat for the day and not just their overpriced iced coffee that they called a meal. Now his life was with you.

And Jake saw you dancing barefoot around his living room in nothing but his T-shirt, singing along to a Patti LaBelle song that you liked since you were seven.

And on the weekends Jake eat Pad Thai with you in your small studio apartment that you couldn't really afford rent for but you somehow, always made the payments to your landlord, who was a heavy chain-smoker so your apartment smells of Newports because the landlord was also the maintenance man who needed to smoke anytime he fixed anything.

And Jake likes to think about the inside jokes you two share, the ones your friends and his never get.

And Jake reads your favorite book. The one you lent him, with the worn out cover that's barely hanging on for dear life. Pages where annotated, and Jake made a few of his own, and leaving smaller comments in places you had wrote something about what you thought of that scene, or a certain character or the way the author did a thing with words that made you feel nostalgic and longed for something you didn't know you lost.

And Jake would never shy a way from telling you how pretty your eyes are. How he saw a million versions of you just behind the subtle color of them. And he would wonder what he looked like in your eyes.

But He's a stranger. You're a stranger. Just two strangers going your separate ways when the train stops. So did his life with you.

ATEEZ S/o Popular YouTube Live Streamer Reaction.

Requested: i would like to request how ateez members would react to their s/o being a popular YouTube streamer and them accidentally walking in on their s/o live stream in the chat would go crazy.

a/n: this is a birthday themed request. I enjoyed making this. It was funny to me. 🤣

NOT EDITED BUT PROOFREAD A LITTLE.

MINGI: "HAPPY BIRTDA-" He stops at the threshold of the door wearing a party hat and holding a cake. "Oh, are you live streaming?"

You turned in your gamer chair looking at your boyfriend. "Um, yeah."

"Oh, really?" He steps further into the room, looking at the computer screen.

The chat box started going crazy

Zen: Omg is that who I think it is?!?

Baby Tee: Is this your boyfriend y/n? Why does he low-key look like Mingi from Ateez?

Theodore: Oh my freaking nuts. MINGI? Is this a prank? Or is this some crazy video editing somehow?!?

Suan: their boyfriend can't b Mingi. Not THE Mingi. This has to be some kind of prank fr fr.

Psycho: It makes sense now why Y/n never showed us their bf. Its cause he is just as famous as they are!!

You pulled your boyfriend into the screen smiling. "Um, Everyone so yeah... Mingi from ateez is my boyfriend."

Mingi sat the cake down so he could wave. "Hi, Everyone, I am Y/n's boyfriend. Nice to meet you all." He smiles. "If you all don't mind, I'm going to steal y/n for a few hours."

YUNHO: He didn't know that you were in the middle of live streaming when he came dancing into the room singing Happy Birthday and popping confetti poppers.

"Yunho, I'm living streaming right now." You pointed at your computer.

"Oh, shit." he quickly bows. "I didn't mean to ruin your live."

The chat box started to go off.

Kill la Kill: Okay no, cause is dat YUNHO I see? lol.

Mint Mint: U CAN RUIN MY LIFE!!

Prince Charming: Is he ur boyfriend?

Rugrat: Y were u keepin him a secret from us?

Paul: Is this guy famous or sumthing?

Lizzy Bear: Don't tell me he's Y/n's bf like they're my WAIFU!!

NOT OKAY: I hope Y/n can fight. LMAO

"Would you like to join the live with me, Yunho?" You ask him.

"I don't want to steal the attention from you, but if you want to I will." He pushes you out of the way and smiles into the camera. "Yunho, taking over."

JONGHO: While you were in the middle of showing off your new headset, a fan gifted you. Jongho burst open the door blowing a party blower. "Let's get the party start-" he pauses. "Oh. Oh, are you streaming already?"

"Yeah." You said. "Want to say hi?"

Jongho wobbles over, waving. "Hi, I'm Jongho. Y/n's number 1 supporter."

The chat box starts flooding in with messages.

Bambi: No way. NO FREAKING WAY THIS IS THE JONGHO!!

Jaya Jaya ya: He should be grateful to have bagged a baddie like Y/n.

Shy Mariah: BLOW THE WHISTLE!

sUpEr MaRio: I just started stanning ATEEZ and Jongho is my bias!!! i'mma go cry in a corner.

My lucky lady: New Ship?

BBQ Sauce on my tittes: Jst waiting for the crazy fans to enter the chat *sips tea*

SAY MY NAME: Does dis mean we getting couple stuff now? cuz I don't mind at all :)

Jongho laughs at the ship comment saying. "What can our ship name be?"

You rolled your eyes nudging him out of the way. "Jongho has boyfriend duties now. Say bye Jongho."

He pouts. "Bye Y/n's live stream fans."

SEONGHWA: He was rubbing his sleepy eyes in his other hand was a gift bag with your birthday gift, he sleepily walked into the middle of your live stream yawning, holding out your gift in front of you. "Y/n, happy birthday."

"Baby, say hi to my fans." You beamed.

"Huh?"

You pulled him down to be in frame and pointed at your computer. "I'm live."

"What?!" Seonghwa nervously laughed, running his fingers through his messy bleached hair. "Um, Hi Y/n's fans I didn't mean to interrupt."

Fever Fever: Mother Seonghwa is that u?

Bad boi dwn: Oh, wonder how his company is going to cover this up?

Queen of tha South: Wasn't expecting to be blinded by a handsome man.

Lil Lotto: We need a story time cause like wtf?

U can call me monster: Y/n musta did something in a past life to be this lucky to get a K-POP man.

Crazy Form: whenever he eat the cookie he got good form?????

Alice In Wonderland: This man makes me forget I'm lesbian.

"Should we do a small q & a?" You ask your fans.

Seonghwa sits on your lap. "Yeah, should we?"

WOOYOUNG: He was wearing a pink lace apron and carrying a homemade cake when he walked into the middle of your live streaming while you were doing the dance to Bouncy.

"I baked you a cake for your birthday but I see you're busy. I'll come back later." Wooyoung said.

"I'm having a birthday live. You can join in. Everyone would love to see you."

Your fans started flooding the chat.

Pirate King: R my eyes deceiving me? Wooyoung is that you my boy?

Kitty Kat: Oh they really living the Y/n life.

White boy wasted: Haters gonna say this fake.

i stole ur bias: adding to the hit list.

Alpha Josh: So are we going to ignore the fact that this man is overly gorgeous?

Pizza HūrT: Life isn't fair because how can I live the Y/n dream? do I need to play “I'm not like other girls” card?

Dirty Sprite: K, that explains why she never shows us her phone screen saver.

Woo Woo: I can't right now. Because like Wooyoung and Y/n are together? Two of my favorite ppl n the world!

“Well, since I'm in the live stream, can you all help me wish, Y/n a very happy birthday.” Wooyoung gives you a kiss on the cheek.

YEOSANG: He didn't mean to barge in during your live stream. At first he doesn't notice because he puts his phone in your face. The rest of Ateez faces were shoved into the phone camera yelling happy birthday to you, it was so chaotic and loud. You smiled at Yeosang.

“Babe I'm in the middle of a live stream right now.”

“You are?”

“Yeah. See everyone is commenting.” You point at the chat box.

Yeosang reads the incoming messages.

Depresso Expresso: idk how to explain it but he's the product of his mother during all the work doing sex.

Dat girl Maya: yeah what they said ^^^

Get'em Gates: r u 2 dating?

Ur Faves Can't Rap: I'm suddenly gay.

M0lLy: Oh I know he's cracking her back like a glow stick every night.

I got that dog in meee: Funny of u to assume he does the cracking ^^^

Princess Tee: he's a work of ARRRT.

Megan Thee Goat: He's the definition of HOT BOY. If ykyk.

“Okay say bye to Yeosang everyone before he gets a big head.” You laughed, poking your boyfriend in the ribs.

HONGJOONG: “Okay make a wish!” Hongjoong burst into your room with a cupcake in his hand and a big smile on his face.

You spun in your gaming chair. “Where are your clothes?”

“I'm your birthday gift.” Hongjoong winks at you.

“Thats nice in and all. But there's like 100,000 people seeing your junk.”

“You're joking right?” He lets out a nervous laugh, using the cupcake to cover himself.

“Nope. Live stream.”

“Live stream?” he swallowed and waves at everyone watching. “Hi, I'm um Hongjoong Y/n's birthday gift.”

The chat box went crazy.

Vanilla baby: At least he came unwrapped. My God!!!

GUERRILLA: ooou he's a big boy indeed.

Choke me spank me: sssjjiokhdgfertgyjbfrfv.

San's left nut: I can die happily now.

Icky Vicky: He your man?!?

Touch sum grass: HAPPY BIRTHDAY Y/N!!!! But please get your naked man off the screen. My mom walked in and thought I was watching porn....

Jimin's baby momma: am I in a fanfic right now?

Peru Peru: He slanging.

Sativa: he really gifted us all.

Bill Nye: isn't this how most porns start?

3D: Can he make it bouncy?

Olivia: This man is sex on legs.

“Sorry, everyone. Hongjoong will go put on some clothes now.”

“But I like the attention.”

You ended the live playfully beating up Hongjoong.

SAN: He had the same idea as Hongjoong but instead of being naked he wore a silk black robe but still naked underneath. San walked into your room with a bottle of champagne and from somewhere in the house Birthday by Katy Perry played.

"Y/n, HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!" San drops his robe, bare ass to the camera. "This is all for you. but when isn't it?" he smirks.

You stared at your boyfriend. "Um babe, you're mooning my live stream."

"What the fuck?" He hurries to grab the robe from the floor to cover himself. "Why didn't you say anything sooner!”

You laughed. “I wasn't expecting you go all Chippendale's on me.”

The messages started to flood in.

Isamu: Um... Continue please?

Misty Blue: lol mooning yes. A FULL moon indeed.

Hawaii Five - O: Lol is it just me are does he look like San from ATEEZ?

Jazmine: Yea was watching with my dad...Thanks...

Lisa: CAUSE IT IS SAN FROM ATEEZ. *screaming and punching the air*

Da Kid: Boyfriend or Roommate?

Hailey: noooo y is my husband there with Y/n!!!! San you come home this minute!

Supernatural Fan: Didn't think I'd b seeing a guy's bare ass while enjoying my salad.

Beth: Thank you for the heart attack.

Charlie: I don't think roommates do this kind of thing @ Da Kid.

Angelina: PUT IT ON MEEEEEE!!!SCXSYBXQTIVKSWTCHOUDWWXGHGD

Kimmy: Are u getting dick downed by him every night?

iPad adult: Too much junk in the trunk lol.

“Now that everyone has seen my boyfriend's butt. I'm ending the stream.”

“Does that mean you're going to enjoy your birthday gift now?” San smiles at you.

Does anyone have jongseob p1harmony x black reader fanfics? Fluff or angst or anything angst? If not can someone please write a college themed fic with seob and black reader. Where seob is a film major and black reader is an English major and they bond over books and movies. Like black reader prefers reading books instead of watching the movies to them and seob prefers watching the movies instead of reading the books to the movies. And I think seob and black reader have a playful argument where they go back and forth to which is better. And like they have like this “date night” and Seob wants to watch a movie to a book black reader had read and she's like rolling her eyes the entire movie saying how stuff in the movie doesn't match the book at all. And seob playfully wacks her in the face with a plush mellow telling her to just enjoy the movie and black reader tells him, he has to read the book since he's making her watch that God awful film against her will. 😂

I think a bonus is where seob makes a short film for black reader asking her to be his girlfriend. 😭

Please someone write this. 🥹

Black fic writer here 🙂‍↕️👩🏾‍💻

black writers, if you’re out there pls sound off bc i need fics to show love! 🥰