jongin you tease

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kim jongin x reader

wc - 1.6k // rated M for sexual themes. 

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No matter how tightly he wrapped his comforter around himself; pressing his face into the worn material of the second blanket he had stolen from the living room couch, Jongin couldn’t escape the bone-chilling draft leaking from the window above his bed from shoving its icy fingers down his shirt. He had not one, but two pairs of socks on his feet, peaceful sleep not even being considered without them being pulled on and tucked securely under his flannel pajama bottoms. At quarter to three in the morning, he expected himself to be in a deep sleep, as you had been in for hours. Jongin snuck a peek at you, soundly asleep next to him.

After another Harry Potter marathon, watching until you both reached for a bottle of eye drops, Jongin insisted that you stay the night, deeming your droopy eyelids a danger to all others that would be unfortunate enough to be sharing the road with you. With a lot of whining, you begrudgingly indulged him.

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EXO reaction to you having another member as your lock screen

Originally posted by luedeer

Kim Minseok (Xiumin)

I feel like Minseok would just shrug it off and not think to much about it, he might bring it up once asking why Jongdae was your lock screen and not him. “Jagiya, I had a question… Why is Jongdae your lock screen?”

Originally posted by lawlliets

Kim Junmyeon (Suho)

Junmyeon would just be like “Yah, why is Chanyeol your lock screen?” I don’t think he’d really complain about it to much, I mean he did raise a good looking kid ;) (whoops)

Originally posted by squynhty

Zhang Yixing (Lay)

This lil boy would smoother you with kisses and ask you to change it “Beobeiiii please change it”

Originally posted by minniedeer

Byun Baekhyun

He’d probably just tease you about it, acting to be upset so you’d change it to him. “Jagi, I thought you loved me not Yixing..”

Originally posted by whereisexom

Kim Jongdae (Chen)

Giving you his famous “oh whyyyy” He’d whine non-stop untill you changed it 

Originally posted by saintksoo

Park Chanyeol

Chanyeol would be confused as to why Baekhyun was your lock screen “Hm, babe why is Baek your lock screen? ARE YOU STEALING MY BEST FRIEND??” He’d be a big baby about it, cuddling you and asking you to take a picture with him so you both can have the same lock screen

Originally posted by glorious-soobooty

Do Kyungsoo (D.O) 

He wouldn’t say anything about it, he’d probably give Sehun his oh famous death glare though, he’d think about asking you about it but it really wasn’t any biggy to him though, as he knows you two are very close

Originally posted by jonginssoo

Kim Jongin (Kai)

He’d just ask you about it nicely and kinda just shrug it off wondering if it really matters. Jongin would tease you about it once and awhile though “But babe, I’m hotter then Junmyeon Hyung..” 

Originally posted by sesesesehun

Oh Sehun

Sehun would constantly ask you about it “Hm, why is Jongin your lock screen? Do you love him now?” He’d probably playfuly ignore you for a couple hours intil he gives in and says he was just joking 


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Half Love - III

Originally posted by shining-petal

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Genre: Drama/Supernatural

Word Count: 1404


When you imagined what Sehun meant by “next time we go out”, you hoped that it wouldn’t be with the rest of your friends crammed into the same booth at a diner, the table littered with scraps of food and empty plates. But that’s exactly what happened. You were pressed up against Jia in order not to topple off the edge of the cushioned seat. Sehun sat across from you, squished between two of his own friends that you never really talked to.

You mindlessly swirled the water in your glass, the banter between Jia and Minhyuk blurring into white noise. You were incredibly bored and just a little disappointed that you couldn’t talk to Sehun, who seemed to be enjoying the insults being thrown from either end of the table. Eventually, a pile of money was pooled in the middle of the table, and you were nominated to pay. So you obediently stood up, scooping the loose notes and coins into your hands before walking off to the register.

You handed over the money and stuffed the receipt into your pocket. You turned to head back to the table, but Sehun was standing in your way. Immediately, your heart lurched in your chest and you felt your skin heating up. “Hey, are you okay?” he asked. “You look a little depressed.”

“I’m fine, I just…” you trailed off, trying to think of something, anything to say whilst still trying to remain calm and collected. “Just tired I guess.” Wow, how inventive; you scolded yourself internally. Sehun shot you a look of understanding, and you couldn’t stop yourself from tracing the outline of his perfectly sculpted face or admiring the sparkle in his eye.

Sehun was about to say something, and you leant forward slightly to listen, but a loud tapping sound interrupted him. You both turned to look at the large window which doubled as a wall for the diner. There, standing outside in his blue leather jacket, was Jongin, and he was waving at you enthusiastically like an idiot.

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Whatever You Call Me (Mob AU! Kai)

Originally posted by katherine8595

Type: Angst Fluff


Jongin’s lips curled around a smoke as he took in a breath. His eyes stared at the phone “this girl is an escort” he was told by one if his men named Sehun Says. He watched as Jongin put his cigarette out. “I know that’s why I want her to be hired” he said as he picked up his drink. “From what I understand she’s not a cheap woman-” “good I don’t want a cheap whore” he stopped him. “I want a play thing and I want it to be her” he told his younger as he took a sip from his drink with a large smile.

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You wore one of your best dresses as because the person who requested you for the night was giving you much much more than you normally got paid. ‘This man is Kim Jong in. His dad is a mob boss’ your friend’s voice played in your head. There was a knock on the door and you headed to it. You picked up your purse and heels and as you opened your door you were greeted by a tall male. “You must be Y/N” he said as you used his arm to put your heels on. “Is Mr. Kim as bad as news makes him?” you ask as he makes a sound. “I shouldn’t talk about my boss like that” he spoke as you nodded.

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You sat down on the couch as you were poured a drink from another male. Soon smoke filled your nose as you turned to see Jongin there. He smiled as he looked at you. He looked at the men in the room as they nodded leaving the room and closed the heavy door behind them.

He walked over to the bar and got himself a drink before he took a seat beside you. He pulled out his back ready to get another before you took it from him. “Smoking is bad for you” you tell him as you sat it down on the table in front of you. “Princess. You’re even prettier than I ever thought” he cooed. “Where have you seen me?” you asked him as he smiles “with one of my dad’s associates. I just wanted to take you from him" he said as he leaned closer “I want to buy your services permintly. Make you my personal escort” he says as he kisses your shoulder lightly. “I’ll pay any amounts for you” he promised.

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Since that moment you were his it seemed. Sat on his lap when asked. Pleasured him when needed. Held him when he wanted affections. He bought you expensive things clothing, jewelry, entertainment, anything you asked for.

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You straddled his lap as he smiled “you picked the perfect lingerie to spoil me in” he said as he looked at the sheer rode and through it the cheetah print set under it. The moment was ruined as the door opened and a deeper male voice came through to clear the throat. You got off of Jongin and he took off his jacket handing it to you. “Mr. Lee and daddy dearest” Jongin says as he looks over at you. “Mr. Lee you remember my sweet Y/N don’t you?” Jongin teases as he tugs you back into his lap. “Is this where all the money you’ve been blowing has gone to?” his father asks as Jongin chuckles.

“Its money well spent” he said as he stroked your leg “your spending your money on a whore son” his father mumbled as Jongin instantly glared. “She’s not a whore. She was an escort now she’s my girlfriend” he explains as he kisses your cheek. “My perfect little princess” he whispers to you as you give him a light smile. “We are happy together. If you came here to lecture me you can go now” he stated as he undid his jacket off of you. “Go” he continued as he waved them off. The older gentlemen left the room awkwardly as he pulled the jacket off completely. “Now we were getting to the good part” he whispered as you gave him a flirty smile.

“Girlfriend?” you asked as he unbuttoned his shirt “I call you what I want” he says as you nod. You slid off your robe as you plopped yourself on the desk and smiled. “I think of you as mine” he whispers as he stands up and pulls your legs apart. “I buy you the world and you become mine” he continues as he leans down capturing your lips with his.

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request:  Hello ! Here’s my request (lovelyblog) So, could you do a male reader X Kai ? The male reader would be a trainee under SM and they would flirt around a bit unintentionally ? He’d be much younger, witty yet very shy around the idol. Bubbly but very sensitive. The story would revolve around how secret their relationship is and how it could eventually blow up if it were revealed ? Tell me if that’s too much. Love your blog ♥ – P +  Oh also can this imaginary trainee be the first non asian trainee under SM ? He’d be fluent in korean and a vocalist. I don’t know ehe … ♥ –P

pairing: Jongin x male! reader

genre: fluff

warnings: slight homophobia

word count: 1758

summary: Jongin and a trainee have been dating secretly for a while now, but now it came to light. Turns out SM doesn’t want to lose another EXO member.

a/n: i rewrote this 3 times, hope this turned out well

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Worthwhile (1) - Kaisoo [M]

The club is cold, but Jongin feels colder.

He had been fired from his job as a dance instructor. They had found someone who was better at teaching than he was, apparently, and had decided to let him go. It was a good pay.

But now he had nothing, so here he was. In a strip club. Maybe, just maybe, he could put his dancing to use. Hopefully. The club was called “The Eve,” and it had a very dark yet sophisticated aura- as sophisticated as you could get in a strip club. It was six o’clock in the evening, and Jongin had suspected that the dancers would be warming up, ready to start at nine.

As he assumed, a man walked up to him. Jongin pushed his dark, brown hair out of his eyes, just as the young man began to speak. Jongin looked up.

“You obviously know when we open, so why are you here?” The man had long-ish, pale platinum hair, parted in the middle. The Gucci shirt on his body, with the ripped jeans fit well together on his body, and showed that he was paid well. Jongin held out his hand for the man to shake.

“My name is Kim Jongin. I want to be one of your dancers.” He manages to force past his lips. The man smiles, taking Jongin’s hand in his, completing the handshake.

The man is still smiling, “My name is Lee Taemin. I’m a dancer here, and I say who gets hired as a dancer, but we aren’t doing too well recently. Now, you wanna dance here at The Eve? Show me you can do it, first.” He smirks. Jongin’s eyes widen. Could he really?

Jongin smiled at Taemin. “Okay, I’ll show you that I can be one of your dancers.” He says, as he slips off the zip up he had been wearing, along with joggers, trainers, and a plain white shirt. He turns towards the stage in the middle of the room, and hoists himself onto the platform.

“Alright, well you’re a confident one, aren’t you? I’ll start music, and you can show me that you deserve to show your pretty ass to my customers.” Taemin directs. Jongin nods, smirking. He knows he can do this, there’s really no reason why he shouldn’t be able to. He needs this, too.

Jongin walks closer to the pole in the middle of the stage, wrapping his hand around the cold metal. He uses the grip on the pole to help himself stretch his legs quickly, and after he lets go to stretch his arms.

The music starts, and Taemin walks back out.

Jongin decides, simply, that if he’s going to be a stripper, then he’s going to dance like one.

He lets the music consume him.

This outfit is not Jongin’s usual costume, or along the lines as such. The silk shorts he’s wearing have lace trim at the bottoms of them, and the tightness of the garment shows the outline of what everybody wants to see.

He pulls on the sleeves of the suit jacket, it’s button being the only thing holding the jacket together to cover his chest.

Tonight, he’s nervous. But he can’t figure out why.

After a few months, Jongin has been working at The Eve, and he’d done very well. His new name was Kai, and everyone knew him as that, except for Taemin. Taemin still called him Jongin, but only in private.

Jongin couldn’t decide if he liked Taemin, but they were good friends.

Although Jongin was tired, and wanting nothing more than to go home to his fairly nice and spacious apartment, (that’s where stripping got him,) he had a show to perform, and customers to cater to. He stripped, he danced.. and he gave.

“You’re up next, Kai.” The normal announcer told him. Jongin nodded, and began to stretch.

Tonight was a Friday night, and that meant a lot of customers. Money.

It was his turn to perform.

Jongin stood up, from the chair in front of the vanity where he had been doing his makeup, fixing his hair, even though both would soon be messed up and not matter.

His feet already up the steps to the curtains, he pulled them open, and stepped onto the main stage of the strip club, The Eve.

Cheers were all that he heard. But, he held one finger up, and they went silent. Oh, the joys of having power over people who just want to take yours away from you- to pound you into the bed relentlessly, making sure it’s hard for you to walk after.

Offstage, he was Jongin. But now, onstage, he was Kai.

He walked to his pole, and the music began.

For his five minute stage, he would dance, and swing on a pole that didn’t even matter to the people watching him. What mattered was his body. They all wanted him, and many people backstage wanted him for his personality.

But he never wanted any of them- maybe Taemin, for a very short while, but none of it really actually mattered to Jongin.

Tonight, there was a new, unfamiliar face in the crowd.

While Jongin turned to do one of his signature thrusts and winks at a random person in the audience, he turned to this person, and blew a kiss to the pretty boy.

He was wearing a suit, and certainly looked shorter than Jongin. His brown eyes stared into Jongin’s the whole time,and Jongin wouldn’t dare break the look. His hair was a deep, dark brown and had shaved sides, making it longer at the front, and his lips looked so kissable that you wouldn’t stop kissing them even if you wanted to.

Who was he? Others seemed to know, since the man had a reserved spot just for him, and he wasn’t surrounded by people. But what was his place?

The music was coming to an end, and the cheers were getting louder.

Jongin wondered who he was getting pounded by tonight.

He had changed out of his show outfit, and was now wearing silk robes that went down to his knees, and nothing but lacy panties underneath. He was to go outside into the main area and greet his customer.

“Jo- Kai, you have a very important customer tonight. Don’t mess anything up, please. Even I haven’t had this person ask for me.” Taemin had run up to Jongin to tell him this.

Jongin chuckled, “Who? I never mess anything up, you know me, but who could this be?” Was it the person from the crowd?

“It’s Kyungsoo. Good luck.”

Who the hell was Kyungsoo?

As Jongin walked out to escort his customer into one of the lavish, private rooms, he realized that this Kyungsoo was the person from the crowd. And his lips looked even more kissable up close.

“What’s your name?” Kyungsoo asked while Jongin held his hand leading him to one of the back rooms.

“Kai.” Jongin answered. Kyungsoo’s voice was deep, much deeper than Jongin’s, and sweet.. Soothing. He still wondered, who really is he? And why was he so important? Jongin decided that it was too rude to ask, so he made a mental note to ask Taemin tomorrow.

Jongin opened the door, to the private room, quickly shutting and locking the door. He was still Kai.

As Kyungsoo sat down on the bed, he said, “Your real name. I know that Kai isn’t your real name.” His voice was really, sweet like honey.

“It doesn’t matter, Sir.. You won’t care about my name by the end of the night, will you?” Jongin teased. Kyungsoo smirked.

“For you? It depends.”

Jongin could live with the sound of that.

He got closer to Kyungsoo, pulling him farther onto the large bed, knowing that he had a job, and he was going to do it. Jongin leaned his lips down to Kyungsoo’s neck, pressing his lips onto his soft skin. Kyungsoo’s breathing didn’t falter,and Kyungsoo wondered if this was going to be worth it.

He hoped so.

Jongin slowly slipped Kyungsoo’s suit jacket down his arms, before going to start unbuttoning his dress shirt, loosening his tie. Kyungsoo’s fingers lingered on Jongin’s hands as Jongin undressed him, smirking slightly at how he liked the way Jongin’s fingers felt against his skin.

Kyungsoo went to pull the knot keeping Jongin’s robe on his body, then exposing his chest. “Beautiful,” he breathed out.

Jongin could say the same. Kyungsoo had beautiful, soft skin, and he wanted to see more. With the robes, their shoes and Kyungsoo’s jacket and shirt on the floor, Kyungsoo now took notice of Jongin’s lace underwear.

“Who are these for, hm?” Kyungsoo teased,tracing his fingers along the light pink material, pulling at it slightly.

Jongin giggled. “You, of course.. Who else?” He lied. It was always his thing to say those types of phrases to customers, when in reality, Jongin liked the lace panties.They were cute, comfy, and he liked the way they rubbed against him. It was a good match.

Kyungsoo sighed. Strangely, in a way, he already secretly wished that he boy’s words were true. Maybe, just maybe, they could be. “Mm.. such a good boy..” He cooed.

Jongin was pulling at the waistband of Kyungsoo’s pants, and it was obvious that he wanted them to come off. Kyungsoo giggled. Jongin smiled at the sound, it was cute and light.

“Let me help you baby boy, no need to rush. We have time, I’m your only customer tonight.” Kyungsoo lifted his legs up, shifting his hips and helping Jongin pull the material down his legs.

Jongin knew that if he had only one customer, that he was getting paid well that night. But the thought didn’t even graze his mind, he just nodded, eager to be closer to Kyungsoo. He traced his hands up Kyungsoo’s legs, Jongin’s hands stopping at the waistband of his boxers. He palmed Kyungsoo through the dark fabric, feeling his hardness. He wanted this. Who wouldn’t?

“O-Off..” Jongin whined, tugging on the material again. Kyungsoo chuckled, helping Jongin again. But, he didn’t let Jongin touch him just yet.

“Baby boy, you’re still wearing clothes.” He says, and pulls Jongin’s panties down, letting his pink member, which previously matched the underwear, stand out against his skin.

Whimpering, Jongin pushes Kyungsoo’s thighs apart, leaning his head down to lick a stripe up Kyungsoo’s thick, hard cock, before taking his tip in his mouth.

Kyungsoo’s breath finally hitched at the sudden contact, almost bucking his hips up into Jongin’s mouth. He expected his tongue to feel good, but not this good already..

Jongin takes more of Kyungsoo’s manhood into his mouth, swirling his tongue again around his tip, sucking ever so slightly. Once he has all of Kyungsoo that he can take, Jongin starts to bob his head up and down, from going as deep as he can, to just the tip of Kyungsoo’s pink, leaking cock.

When Kyungsoo tells Jongin, “Lips off, baby boy, I want to cum inside of you,” He doesn’t hesitate. Jongin’s mouth is off of Kyungsoo’s dick with a pop, and they continue.

He’s moaning, moaning a name he didn’t even know that morning. He doesn’t know how it fits so perfectly on his lips, and Kyungsoo can’t tell why he wants to hear the sound of his name on Jongin’s lips even more.

Kyungsoo’s thrusts are getting faster and harder, and he leans down to finally kiss Jongin, giving him what he’s wanted in the beginning. Kyungsoo’s other hand is wrapped around Jongin’s leaking member, moving his hand up and down, trying to help the boy reach his high.

Jongin is in heaven, which is quite odd, because nobody else has made him feel that way. He normally has to act. He normally has to beg for more, moaning fakely and his prostate isn’t normally hit perfectly in the way that Kyungsoo does.. His legs are up, near Kyungsoo’s shoulders, and Kyungsoo keeps leaning his head down to kiss him. His lips are soft, so, so soft, and Jongin could kiss them forever. And normally, Jongin doesn’t want a customer to come back. But is Kyungsoo really just a customer?

“K-Kai,” Kyungsoo breathes out. Jongin looks up to see him sweaty,blushing and looking very close to his high.

“It’s J- I’m close..” Jongin slips up,but manages to fix. Or so he thinks.

Kyungsoo doesn’t miss things. His name starts with a J, hmm?

Instead of speeding up, Kyungsoo thrusts deep into Jongin, deeper than before. And stays there.

“Baby boy, what’s your name?”

Jongin can’t comprehend what’s happening. So good, he feels so good inside of him..

Kyungsoo manages to push even deeper. “If you don’t tell me your name, somebody’s going to be left with a very painful hard-on. I asked you a question. Answer.” Jongin whines out.

“H-Hnng.. M-My name is.. Jongin..” He manages to breathe out. Kyungsoo chuckles, beginning to slowly pull out and thrust back in. Jongin’s whines and moans get louder.

Kyungsoo’s hand is moving faster around Jongin’s shaft, wanting him to orgasm soon. Kyungsoo knew Jongin’s name know, and he was satisfied. It fit Jongin well..

“Baby, are you going to come for me?” Kyungsoo asked, noting that Jongin’s eyes were closed, but looked very teary on the edges.

Jongin moaned, “Mmh-hm, yes Kyungsoo, please let me..”

He had asked like a good boy, which Kyungsoo approved of.

“Good boy.. saying please. That’s what I expected. You’re gonna cum? Right here?”

“Yes.. I’m going to-“ Jongin cut himself off with a moan, which in turn sent Kyungsoo over the edge. Kyungsoo leaned his face into Jongin’s neck, letting himself climax.

They took a few moments to breathe, coming down from their high, before Jongin giggled.

“We can get cleaned up now, Kyungsoo.”

Kyungsoo had left The Eve, or so Jongin had thought. All Jongin did was shower, change, and get into his car, with his bag. And drove home. He did not want to stay late at the club, so he wasn’t going to.

Kyungsoo watched him leave, sitting back as he sipped the class of water, next to Taemin.

“Jongin, huh?” He sighed. Taemin smiled, nodding.

“He’s a cute one, isn’t he, boss?” Taemin commented, giggling. Sighing again, Kyungsoo takes another big sip.

“Call in Exo for a meeting tomorrow,” He breathes, “And tell me more about this boy.”

“Yes, Boss. Can you believe he doesn’t even know who you are? Doesn’t even know that you literally own his ass?” Taemin says, smirking. A thought forms in Kyungsoo’s head: He could use that to his advantage. He would also use Exo, his elites, to give him more information on Jongin.

“I can believe it,”

“And he’ll believe when he’s mine.”

Don’t let go #3

Originally posted by jonginization

Word count: 789

Warnings: Angst

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Distraction (Kai x reader Mafia AU)

You walked around the floor of the casino, watching and observing. A few man stared as you passed the, but you paid them no mind. You walked up to a blackjack table and looked over the players. You were standing behind the table watching the rich men play their games.

“Hey doll, why don’t you come wish me luck,” One of the old men said to you. You smiled and batted your eyelashes at him as you walked over to him.

“I don’t really know how to play,” You told him innocently.

“That’s ok, Doll. Just having a pretty girl like you around is enough luck,” he chuckled at you and called a waitress over and placed a drink order.

“And what ever this lovely little lady would like,” He told her.

You told her your order and put your hand on the shoulder of the man and watched over the table. You made eye contact with the dealer and looked away. The man who’s shoulder your hand was on had just won a fairly large amount of money. You jumped up and down and cheered for him. 

“So how do you play this game?”  You crouched down next to him and asked. 

“Well, here I’ll show you,” He said ,offering up his lap. You smiled at him and sat down on the middle of his lap. He showed you his cards he started to explain the game to you. You blinked twice, and then three times. You tapped your fingers on the table as the game went on and crossed and uncrossed your legs. 

The next hand, the man’s lap you were sitting on, lost. You gave him a sad pout and told him he’d get it next time. You flipped your hair behind you and ran your finger around the edge of your glass. The man lost another hand and you stood up and went behind him to rub his shoulders.

“It’s ok, hun. Just a bit of a loosing streak. It’ll pass,” You comforted. He nodded and focused on the game. After loosing two more hands, he cut his losses and left. You smiled charmingly as he left for the night. You watched the game for one more round. After the round the dealer stood up and another dealer replaced him. 

You walked to the bar and got another drink and took a sip. You surveyed the casino once more as you slowly sipped your drink. You finished it and walked back to where the bathrooms were. You got to the door of the women’s room and looked around, making sure no one was around. Instead of going into the women’s bathroom you entered the door at the end of the hall, listed personnel only. 

You smiled as the dealer for earlier grabbed your waist and kissed you passionately.

“God you’re so hot when you’re tricking old, rich men out of their money,” He whispered kissing your neck.

You laughed darkly and replied, “I know. I am pretty devious.”

He kissed your neck, nipping lightly here and there. You sighed contentedly.

“Jongin, calm down baby,” You teased. 

“Yeah, I don’t really wanna watch, unless I can join in,” Baekhyun purred.

You laughed as Jongin threw some chips from his pocket at the man. Baekhyun dodged and chuckled as he walked back to his computers. Jongin kept his head in the crook of your neck and inhaled deeply. 

“Come on love, let’s go scam some more people,” You said straightening your dress and fixing your lipstick. 

Executive - Chapter 04.

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Kim Junmyeon/Lee Sunmi (OC/Reader)
Warnings:
There will be smut in future chapters.
Word Count: 3,997


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04. Provoke

You were awkwardly fiddling with the salad on your plate trying not to look at Jongin’s smirking face or meet Junmyeon’s steely gaze. It was difficult. 

“So, how do you two know each other again?” Junmyeon asked, bringing the large glass of red wine to his lips and taking a sip. His eyes didn’t leave your face for a moment and you wanted to hide from his inquisitive stare. You couldn’t understand why there was such a shift in his attitude. He did mention Jongin was a close friend so surely there was no reason for him to be upset by his presence.

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Happiness in You | Oh Sehun

Genre – Fluff, Slight Angst

Word Count – 1.3k

Summary – In which Sehun is determined to see you happy again because you’ve now become the centre of his universe, but you’re having a bit of a hard time accepting his feelings for you

Sequel to – Stone Cold

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Originally posted by osehu


“Hmm I don’t know Y/N… You really think I’m going to believe you’re okay even though you’ve reassured me about a hundred times?” Sehun’s persistent voice spoke through the speaker as you continued to work on your assignment, with your phone tucked between your shoulder and ear.

“Sehun ah… You know I’m alright. Now you need to stop calling me and get back to practice, your comeback is way too close for you to get distracted this much” You scolded and instantly heard his little whine through the phone at the thought of going back. You did feel really bad for Sehun calling every few hours just to check up on you even though his workload was at its peak right now, but he refused to stop calling or texting unless he was completely sure you were alright. How could you not be? Especially when you had such an awesome friend by your side that helped you through something that no longer existed. Your feelings for Jongin were long gone after that night, but you refused to accept anything which linked to love afterwards. It’s not he made you lose faith in love, but you felt that moving wasn’t something that could be done this fast so you wanted to take rational steps.

“Y/N you’re not a distraction, I call you because I need to know whether you’re alright so I can go on with my day. I know we can’t put a label on what we are right now, but I still care for you as much as I always have; girlfriend or not…” He ranted, causing you to stop typing and sigh into the phone. There was no denying that both of you had feelings for each other, but you didn’t want to move on too fast and Sehun didn’t want to feel like he was taking advantage of his friendship. Both of you were completely oblivious of one another’s feelings, but that never stopped you from maybe testing the waters sometimes.

“Which movie are you quoting right now Mr. Oh Sehun?” You joked closing your laptop and getting up to get dressed because you had a little surprise in mind.

“Y/N ah you’re so mean to me! Here I am spilling my heart out to you and you’re just there making fun of me, god knows why I love you” He blurted and your heart instantly stopped at his words. You two had always shown gestures, but never had you verbally told each other until now. Deciding to brush off his words for now, you bid him a quick good bye before cutting the call off to get ready.


You hadn’t seen the boys in a good few weeks so you planned on going over to the studio, wanting to surprise Sehun in the process as well. As you entered the building, you were greeted by the smiling receptionist who informed you that the boys were currently at dance practice in room 132. You made your way up to the elevator and got off on the floor to find some of the guys slowly coming out of the room, obviously dripping in sweat after a predicted few hours of intense practice. Smiling at all of them you teased them saying you wouldn’t dare hug anyone until they got showers.

“Hmm… Make sure you don’t hug your little Sehunnie he’s probably sweatier than we are. Oh no he’ll probably be an acceptation because you know…” Jongin teased making you snatch his water bottle from him and pour the remaining water onto his head. The boys broke out into fits of laughter as Jongin began to chase you around the corridor, finally losing his breath after ten minutes of running. You and Jongin were still on good terms and were still as close as you always were. You’d actually begun to hang out with his girlfriend and the two of you got along very well. You bid each of the boys before slowly making your way to the door of the dance studio Sehun was in.

Quietly pushing the door open, a small smile spread across your face as you watched his body move to the beat in awe. He was truly talented, but sometimes he forgot that so you took it upon yourself to remind him from time to time. Slowly walking into the room, you leant against the mirror at the back waiting for him to notice you, but you had no faith in his focus breaking anytime soon; especially because he’d chosen to stay back and go through the routine without any interruptions. Throughout the whole course of the song, Sehun’s focus did not falter once, even though he’d caught your eye in the mirror once or twice so he knew you were there. It wasn’t till the end when he hit pause and instantly ran towards you with his body dripping with sweat. Your initial reaction was to dodge the incoming hug and dash to the other side of the dance studio, but all he did was flash you a little pout before he began to run behind you again. His breathing began to sound a little heavy so you decided to be a little considerate of his constant practice and slowed down for him. But boy you should've  known that this was one of his tactics to get to you as he instantly caught up and gripped you by your waist to pull your back against his chest. The two of you continued to laugh for a good few minutes before silence slowly took over, making the atmosphere a little more awkward than comfortable. He slowly put you down and you naturally turned around in his arms before he hesitantly placed them on your hips. 


“You’re not talking to me” You quietly stated, moving a small piece of hair back into place as he shook his head lightly. He let out a little chuckle as your focus suddenly went onto fixing his hair, and tightened his arms a bit more so you’d pay attention to him again. 

“Yah! Was my hair the one who told you it loves you?” He whined, making you instantly stop your actions and look up into his eyes. Your efforts to avoid the situation weren’t really successful as he brought up the subject again. “You want to talk about it?” He asked, playing with the end of your hoodie.

“Hmm… I guess we should” You sighed bringing your hands up to his hair to run your fingers through his locks. 

“I really don’t want to force you into doing something you’re not sure of. I really do like you, but you don’t have to tell me how you feel yet. I just really wanted you to know” He finished, looking down and anticipating your reply. Your feelings for Sehun were more than clear, but you were still a bit unsure on whether it was the right time to accept them. You looked up into his hopeful eyes and your mind had been made up in an instant, there was no point beating around the bush when you’re sure of the fact that you wanted to act on your feelings

“Sehun I like you a lot and… If like want to be a thing… I wouldn’t mind…” Your voice went gradually quieter near the end of your sentence as you slowly realised that you were confessing to him. You could almost feel his smile beaming when you didn’t dare look back up at him, but his fingers lifted your chin up just so he could see the tint on your cheeks. 

“So, are we a couple now?” He whispered, now feeling the flustered state you felt. 

“I think so…” You shook your head to try and get rid of the heat on your cheeks. Your feelings were finally accepted, and you never thought that your friendship would one day come to this 



A/N: Finally an Update, I’m surprised you guys haven’t given up on my sluggish ass yet lol Jk. Love you all <3  I will now be hopefully updating weekly (Every Sunday) so I fall into a routine. I hope you guys enjoyed this sequel, please let me know what you thought :) I’ll see you guys later!

~Shazz xx

MASTERLIST

Unlikely Alliance-Chanyeol!Wolf AU Part 9 (M)

Disclaimer: Gif not mine. Credit to owner.

Part 8 here

Masterlist

Summary: The Exo pack is being targeted by vampires for unknown reasons (at first). Suho, the Alpha, seeks the help of an old friend, Leo, who happens to also be a vampire. Despite the protests of the pack, Leo sends in his second in command to handle the situation. Chanyeol, the last mateless werewolf of the pack, struggles with the sudden realization that his destined mate is neither human, nor wolf. Chanyeol x OC fanfiction. Warnings: mature and sexual themes. Some Exo members may seem out of character.

Part 9

Kira inhaled deeply and then sighed in content, allowing herself to become numb, engulfed by Chanyeol’s strong musky scent and the lulling notes coming from his guitar. Her eyes grew heavier and heavier, and she felt herself sink into a deep, unusual slumber. She felt hazy and drunk, drunk on Chanyeol’s steady breathing but erratic heartbeat, drunk on the smell of his smooth skin, drunk on his scent mixed with his perfume, drunk on his deep voice as he hummed along with a melody that only he knew. She didn’t fight the neediness and vulnerability that overtook her, she didn’t doubt the werewolf sitting inches away from her, and even though his scalding gaze had never left her face, she didn’t feel uncomfortable. She was somewhere between dream and reality, between drunkenness and sobriety, she was experiencing something completely foreign, a type of sleep from which it was very difficult to wake up, and from which she found herself not wanting to. The outline of Chanyeol’s face was deeply imprinted in her mind, he was the background to every thought of hers, invading her entire being.

Chanyeol realized she had fallen asleep because she was no longer breathing. He knew she feigned breathing while awake to keep pretenses of normalcy, but whenever she was asleep, she stopped. He didn’t think he would ever not panic when he couldn’t hear a heartbeat and breathing from her. He always got the urge to shake her awake just to make sure she was still there, that he still had her. But somehow, deep inside, he knew she was.

She looked peaceful and almost childlike, her face bare of any cosmetics and pale under the moonlight, her lips pouty. He swung his guitar on his back, and leaned forward, getting so close to her face, that his nose was almost touching her cheek. He took a deep breath, closing his eyes while his entire body shuddered in pleasure and content, a deep growl rumbling in his chest. His skin was prickly with excitement. He’d never been so close to her before, because he never allowed himself to be. He knew the moment he allowed himself to kiss her, or touch her skin directly, he would crumble and become a slave to her every need. He wouldn’t be able to keep his distance anymore, he would keep coming back for more and more.

“Kira.” he whispered. “Wake up.”

She frowned slightly and sighed in her sleep, but did not move at all.

“I know you heard me.” He chuckled. “You can’t sleep here, you have to go upstairs.”

“Your voice. Why do I like your voice so much?” she mumbled sleepily, getting more comfortable in the chair.

Chanyeol’s heart was hammering in his chest at her sudden confession. The realization that she sensed their bond brought him more joy than he had ever felt. He gulped nervously.

“If I carry you upstairs, do you promise not to strangle me to death?” he stroked her head gently, he couldn’t help himself when she looked so small and vulnerable curled up in that chair.

She hummed in response and Chanyeol slowly and gently scooped her up in his arms, getting inside the house. Kira wound her arms around his neck and sighed, mumbling his name. As he passed Kai and his mate watching TV in the living room he saw them wiggling their eyebrows suggestively at him.

“I’m just taking her upstairs, I’ll be right back. So don’t start having sex on my couch.” He whispered, going up the stairs.

“Sure you are.” Jongin teased, knowing Chanyeol could hear him.

Chanyeol pushed the door to his room open and entered, making his way to the bed where he carefully leaned over and placed Kira on the soft surface. However, she had grabbed hold tightly of his shirt, and when he tried to pry her hand off as gently as possible, she mumbled:

“No.”

Chanyeol’s eyes went wide and he froze on the spot. He knew she was in a sort of hazy, deep sleep, he had heard of this happening sometimes around your mate, falling into a sort of drunken coma and only wanting your mate around. He assumed this because normally she should have woken up to yell at him by then. He didn’t want to take advantage, but his mouth spoke independently from his brain:

“Do you want me to stay?” his deep voice echoed through the dark room.

Kira’s answer came when she used her vampire strength to pull him into bed, managing to wrap her arms around him tightly and bury her face in his neck in less than a millisecond. He felt her inhale his scent and nuzzle into his skin, making goosebumps rise all over his body.

Chanyeol struggled to take his shoes off with Kira clinging to him so tightly it was slightly difficult for him to breathe. He pulled the covers over the both of them and wrapped her in his arms, absentmindedly rubbing soothing circles on her back.

The room was so quiet it was almost unbearable, he could only hear his uneven breathing and his hammering heart. He felt Kira caress his chest over his heart as if telling him to calm down and relax. How could he calm down, with his nose buried in her hair, drinking her in, with her tiny body glued so tightly to his, with both her legs tangled around one of his, with her teeth nipping at his neck. For a moment he thought she was going to bite him, but she only sucked on his skin gently and scraped her teeth on the surface, without piercing it.

He knew she could kill him in an instant, and found himself not caring. Because never in his life had he felt so close to someone, physically and emotionally, with only the simplest touches conveying more than words ever could.

So he fell asleep, and dreamt of nothing, because he no longer longed for something he couldn’t have.


Kira slowly opened her eyes and saw tan golden skin, and as she looked up she was met with Chanyeol’s sleeping face. After staring in wonder up at him for quite a while, she shook her head and got up in a sitting position. She grabbed a pillow and smacked him in the chest with it.

“What the hell, woman?!” Chanyeol yelled, waking up and quickly getting out of bed, giving her an angry glare, which she returned.

“What are you doing in my bed, you pervert?” she yelled, getting up on her knees on the bed.  Chanyeol tried not to stare at her bare legs, her dress having hiked up.

“You-you pulled me into bed with you! And technically, it’s my bed.”

“I did no such ridiculous thing! If you’ve got some delusional idea in your head that I am attracted to you, well, you are mistaken. Mis-ta-ken!”

“Oh, really? Then who gave me this hickey last night when she was mumbling my name in her sleep?” he pulled his shirt slightly to reveal a red mark.

“I…” she looked up at him, completely lost, her mouth agape.

Chanyeol folded his arms in front of him and gave her a smug smile, which earned him a pillow in the face.

“What kind of sorcery is this? Why do I feel like this, you awful, awful boy!” she kept throwing pillows at him, and when she ran out of pillows she grabbed the blaket and flung it over his head outraged at Chanyeol’s laughter. He was actually laughing at her and she couldn’t believe it.

“Stop laughing, I’m being serious!”

She got up from the bed and pushed him roughly against the wall, any trace of hilarity gone. Chanyeol gulped and had his eyes glued to her lips.

“Are you sure you want to know the truth?” he asked her, struggling to form coherent thoughts with Kira’s body pressed up against his, as he tried his best to conceal his growing erection.

Kira found herself unable to answer him, her mind foggy from the strong smell of arousal emanating from Chanyeol’s entire body. The intoxicating scent was making her body react in new and unusual ways, as his arousal made her suddenly feel turned on as well. Feeling every muscle and indentation of his torso, and his hard length pressing against her thigh, her eyes gleamed red.

When she looked up from having stared at his chest for too long, she was met with Chanyeol’s golden orbs melting her insides.

Chanyeol gave an animalistic snarl, grabbed the back of her neck with his large hand and kissed her with such force, had she been a human, she wouldn’t have survived it. Kira was unresponsive at first from the shock, but soon, despite herself, she began moving her lips against Chanyeol’s scorching mouth. He moaned loudly, one arm going to the small of her back and pressing her harder against him.

Kira’s hands tangled in his soft locks, pulling and twirling, while she licked his lips and sucked on them. Chanyeol could feel her fangs softly nibbling his lips and found himself actually enjoying it. Their tongues swirled around each other with such ease, it was if they had done it a thousand times before.

Chanyeol growled and moved his lips to her neck, sucking, biting, licking every inch of her skin, as Kira panted softly and moaned. Her mind was yelling at her for having lost control, while her body begged her to lose her mind. Chanyeol grabbed her legs, wrapped them around him and spun around, pinning her against the wall. He ground hard against her and Kira clawed at his back, managing to tear his shirt open in the process. The continuous frantic rubbing of their cores was setting Kira’s body on fire, she couldn’t get enough, yet she felt like she couldn’t take it anymore.

“Kira.” Chanyeol spoke between their heated kisses, while Kira desperately grabbed his face, his shoulders, his arms, anything to steady herself and stop the world from spinning.

“Kira.” He insisted.”You have to stop me.” He sucked her bottom lip into his mouth.”I can’t.” he kissed along her jaw. ”I can’t stop myself.” He hit the wall next to her head, leaving a hole in the shape of his hand.

That seemed to have brought Kira back to her senses, as she slowly opened her eyes and gently pushed him away as he didn’t fight her, managing to uncling herself from him. They both stared at each other from a distance, panting, their eyes shining with desire and the ferocity of the animals that lived inside the both of them.

Chanyeol took a step closer, wanting to grab her again, and Kira froze in anticipation, her skin tingling with excitement.

“I have to get out of here.” Chanyeol said quickly, pulling his hair in frustration and running out of the room. Before Kira could come to her senses and do something, she already heard the front door slamming shut.


Part 10 here

lazy mornings

KaiSoo is official(ly disgusting). {canon!verse, gross fluff, lame humor, etc.} for @changdemic, @denimgege and @raanmouri

It’s not out of the ordinary for the members to sleep in on their days off. Jongin especially is no newcomer to the waking-up-past-noon club, but Kyungsoo is definitely a surprise.

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Jongin As A Boyfriend

Requested by : Anon

- Hugs

- Your hugs with Jongin would always be you walking right into his open arms which usually happened on the days he came home late for practice or the days you visited him at work. You would just melt into his arms and breathe in the familiar scent if cologne he always wore.

- Jongin was a cuddler. A big one. Most of your cuddles would be when you to were sitting down, you on his lap, straddling him, while he holds you close listening to you talk and talk not even interrupting just because he loves your voice.

- Kisses

- Jongin would always catch you by surprise. Like you would just be sitting on the couch watching tv and he’ll turn your face to give you a kiss.

- The kiss wouldn’t usually stop there, so Jongin would pull you into his lap, the movie/series DESCENDANTS OF THE SUN MORE LIKE  behind you both forgotten.

- HE GRABS YOUR BUTT A LOT OH GOD

- Sex

- There is only one type of sex with Jongin and that is sex that includes lots of teasing and foreplay.

- Jongin would tease you with his BIG AS FUCK lips kissing down your body slowly as you try to stop the moans from escaping your mouth instead replacing them with deep and heavy breaths as he goes lower and lower.

- Sex would him would last a really, really long time because he’d want to make you orgasm as many times as possible.

- Mornings

- Oh my, morning cuddles with Jongin would just be the best because he’d have extremely messy hair and he would wish you a “good morning” in his deep morning voice before snuggling up to you like a puppy.

- On the times where you woke up first, which was very often, you would go downstairs to make breakfast and halfway through you’d see a topless Jongin walk into the kitchen with a sleepy face, hand in his hair, looking for you because he woke up and you weren’t next to him

- Pet names

- Jongin would be the type of boyfriend to call you beautiful. Your pet name would literally be “beautiful”. The only time where he’d call you by your name was when you two were having a serious moment or during you know what.

- The reason why was because you’d tend to get insecure during the early stages of your relationship cuz damn have you seen Jongin? so he wanted to constantly remind you of how beautiful you were.

- Fights

- Fights with Jongin would be silent arguing. It would be the type of argument where you’ll be taking over each other not letting each other speak.

- If you were in the wrong,keep insisting you were right, Jongin would say “fine forget it” and leave the argument. He’d give you the silent treatment all day until you walked up and sat next to him on the sofa.

- Wrapping your small arms around him, placing your chin on his shoulder, you’d mumble an “I’m sorry” and he’d direct his attention to you. He’d respond by cupping your cheeks and kissing your forehead.

- “How can I stay mad at my beautiful?”

- Dates

- Jongin wouldn’t mind going anywhere really, as long he’s with you.

- He would keep the PDA to the minimum because he’s scared to kiss you.

- like I said, this shit would grab your butt a lot, you see. He cant keep his hands of you.

To summarise, Jongin is a cute little sweetheart that works really hard for the EXO-L’s You’re the only person that keeps him sane and he loves you very much!

Originally posted by jonginssoo

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So I got this request before Kaistal and now it’s a thing and Im just picturing them throughout this whole scenario cuz they’re so cute together! I would want to request that everyone please don’t / stop sending hate to Krystal for stealing your man,like he isn’t yours. He’s a grown man who can do whatever he wants. He shouldn’t be told who to love and who not to love. Jongin has done so much for the EXO-L’s and he deserves to be supported. 

On a lighter note, Ive decided to open the smut request so ask away!

Please leave requests in my ask box.BTS or EXO only my loves!

~Shan

Let's Start From The Very Beginning - Kai Scenario

SO I APOLOGIZE TO THE ANON WHO I TOOK A LONG MONTH TO WRITE THIS SCENARIO FOR. I HOPE THEY FORGIVE ME. 

Jongin squeezed your hand in reassurance, peeking down at you with a small curl to his lips. You glanced up at Jongin, meeting the boys was something you did not really expect to happen. It was something Jongin had decided would be best, so you could know them better instead of only having a vague knowledge on who they really were from TV shows. . Leave it to sweet Kim Jongin to insist that you meet his amazing hyungs and Sehun. At first, you imagined that you would meet them at their dorm but they had the bright idea to meet at the Han River, of course, you couldn’t disagree. Both you and Jongin walked closer to a large group of boys, laughing and playfully hitting each other.

“Yah! Hyungs!” Jongin yelled out. In synchronization, they all turned around to where Jongin’s voice called. Smiles and waving coming from all of the members. Jongin began to drag you towards the boys cheerfully. You hadn’t realized it, but they were really like family to Jongin. A chestnut brown haired Baekhyun walked over to the two of you, he politely said hello and introduced himself to you and then he wickedly smiled at Jongin. He knew something was going to come from the smaller boy and he was prepared, there was no way he would be able to make a fool out of Jongin. But Baekhyun walked away and allowed the rest of the members introduce themselves to you.

It felt like forever, maybe it took a minute and a half or two, but all the members introduced themselves to you.

The rest of the afternoon was spent doing what they all usually did, ride bikes and play basketball. But Jongin demanded you two take a stroll, to which you agreed. It was pretty romantic, walking hand in hand under the moonlight… until Baekhyun casually strolled next to you two.

“Ah, so romantic. I didn’t know you had it in you Jongin!” Baekhyun teased, Jongin smiled, deciding he’d use Baekhyun’s comment to his own benefit.

“Yup hyung! You didn’t know because she’s my very first girlfriend,” Jongin proudly spoke.

“Ah, so you probably took this out of a movie, you should stop watching too many romance movies. I saw you crying with Kyungsoo last time,” Baekhyun smirked. Jongin shook his head, “You shouldn’t speak about Kyungsoo crying… he has a ten mile radius hearing range.” Baekhyun rolled his eyes and spat, “As if-” Kyungsoo already had him in a choke hold, while Baekhyun smacked Kyungsoo’s arm to release him.

“So maybe most of what you see on TV and heard on radio is pretty accurate to how they are…” Jongin trailed off, you couldn’t help but to laugh.

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A few hours later and Jumnyeon had deemed it too cold to be outside, suggesting they go back to the dorm and then demanding it because he didn’t want any of them sick. So, now you sat on the couch in their dorm, wearing Jongin’s slippers, and watching Iron Man with the lot. Jongin wrapped his arm around you, pulling you closer to him. Baekhyun and Chanyeol giggled.

“Yah! Jongin-ah, they only pull that move on movies! Do something better!” Chanyeol giggled. Jongin this time turned beet red, thinking that “something better” meant placing his lips against yours. You simply giggled along, your face only a slight shade of pink. Jongin ignored them.

“Hey guys let’s not talk and watch the movie,” Yixing angelically demanded, his eyes half closed and a half smile. When the talking stopped, you noticed that Yixing was dead asleep.

Half way through the movie, your bladder felt like it was going to explode. You leaned closer to Jongin’s ear and whispered, “I have to pee.” Jongin chuckled and stood up, silently proposing that he’ll lead you to the bathroom. You stood up and followed after him. That’s when you two stopped on your tracks when you both heard Junmyeon clear his throat and spoke, “I hope you’re not taking Y/N to your bedroom, if you are, use protection, we don’t want a smaller Jongin running around the hallways.” Jongin’s face turned a brighter shade of red as he awkwardly placed his hand at the nape of his neck. You hid your face with your hands and quickly walked into the bathroom, slamming the door closed. Once you were in the bathroom, Jongin turned around towards the boys who were giggling.

“Oh, she was only going to bathroom. Don’t worry Junmyeon, they don’t plan to make a smaller Jongin,” Baekhyun relentlessly teased. Jongin sighed and rolled his eyes. He was done with their neverending teasing, it was getting under his skin.

“Yah! Why are you all being like this?!? I’m not even serious about her! We’ve only barely started dating!” Jongin blurt out, only to become redder than he was before. You opened the bathroom door, hearing everything he said, you took a deep breath, and decided that you should leave.

“Uhm, it was nice meeting you guys, but I think it’s time to go,” you whispered. There was a heavy silence in the air, a heavy weight holding down Jongin. He was starting to feel it heavy to breathe. Only now did he realize what he had said. Only now did he realize the effect it would have on you. There was no comment, you began to walk towards the front door, biting your lip, trying to hold back tears. His words still ringing in your ears. You hesitated at the door, didn’t bother to turn the knob for thirty seconds, only because you waited for Jongin to come, to stop you. But this was reality and not those stupid Korean dramas you’ve wasted your time watching, so you turned the knob and walked out.

In the warmth of your home. A knock on your door, it was light, and it reminded you of Jongin, it probably was actually Jongin. You groaned, it had only been an hour since you abruptly left Jongin’s and EXO’s dorm. Somehow, you convinced yourself that he had his chance when you were first leaving and he didn’t take it. But you still rolled off of the couch and walked to your door. Another small knock, keeping him waiting made you feel better, since he kept you waiting. Finally, after another thirty seconds of standing in front of a door, you opened it. You were right, Jongin was standing right there, hair dripping wet, and flowers willowing.

“I’m sorry! I’m really sorry! I’m an idiot! I don’t know what I was saying!” he yelled. In the background, you could hear the actress yelling at the actor and then get cut off, he most likely kissed her. Jongin put out the flowers in front of you. Demanding you take them. Only you couldn’t really move your arms, they felt heavy.

“Jagiya… please…” he began to plead. Still you somehow couldn’t find the words to speak, there was a tight knot in your throat, once again you felt like crying. He sighed and lowered his head. Thoughts running through his head, maybe he failed you. But he still couldn’t give up, he reached out to you, dropping the flowers to the ground. Taking a hold of your hand, he pulled you into him. He smelled of rain and cologne, it wasn’t necessarily a pleasant smell, but it smelled fresh. Finally the tears fell.

“You’re such a jerk,” you cried, “such a damn jerk. I don’t know why I’m not fighting.” He only held you tighter, tears of his own falling, for hurting you, for being a jerk. He buried his face into your hair.

“I’m so sorry,” he whispered. After being limp for a while, you raised your arms and clutched onto the back of his shirt, wrinkling it. You only cried harder, wetting the front of his shirt with salty tears, but he didn’t pull back and neither did you. There was something bittersweet of standing in the hallway of your apartments, hands wrapped around each other, Jongin wet, and you crying, and he knew, that more of this was to come. Because he doesn’t know what to say and how to react to things his girlfriend will do, he doesn’t know how to get around the constant teasing. The two of you stood in the dimly lit hallway for at least five minutes, until finally you pulled away, and in a barely audible whisper, you said, “Let’s go inside… you need to dry off.” You lead him inside your apartment.

“Take your shirt off…” you shyly demanded, your face turning bright red. He smiled and slipped out of his shirt, handing it over to you. When you walked back out to the living room, Jongin was sitting on your floor, you decided to take a seat next to him.

“Why aren’t you sitting on the couch?” your voice cracked, you decided against speaking loudly.

“I didn’t want to get your couch wet, that’d be a burden,” he answered. Jongin may not have had a sense of what to do in relationships, but subconsciously he’d do the smallest things for you, that pulled at your heartstrings.

There was a pleasant silence between you two, all you heard was the pitter patter of the rain. Words weren’t needed at all. From the corner of your eye, you watched his chest rise and fall,  you heard his relaxed breathing, in, out, in, out. You also heard your heart pounding in your ear, he hasn’t failed to make your stomach feel as if there were a stampede of animals in there. He smiled when he noticed you watching him, but how could you not watch him? The way his lips curled to show all his beautiful pearls, how his smile was only a little crooked towards the left. His grin disappeared.

“I’m sorry, I haven’t been in a relationship in a long time. I’m a little rusty…” he puffed, staring straight towards the wall. His chest quickly rising and falling this time. Tentatively you reached for his hand, it was warm despite of him being soaked with cold rain and sweat. You squeezed his hand in reassurance, reminding you of this afternoon. He averted his eyes from the wall.

“You don’t have to apologize Jongin. I get it, you don’t have to do the biggest things and you don’t have to say the right things or do the right things,” you explained, resting your head on his shoulder. There was silence followed from what you said. But as before, there was no need for words, it was not like the silence bothered you. He began to trace the lines on your hand, going over your life line plenty of times.

“I forgive you, you know,” you finally broke the silence. He leaned his head on yours.

“Why? You shouldn’t have even let me inside,” he softly spoke. You sighed.

“You’ve said it before,” you continued, “Besides, you’re socially awkward.”

“I am not!” he retorted.

“Okay, fine. You’re only a little shy.” you teased. You glanced up at him, a smile placed on his face. He hesitated, but he pressed his soft lips against your temple. Hey may not be the best of boyfriends in the world, but he sure knew how to do small things to pull at your heart strings. This was all you needed anyway, a soaked wet Jongin, sitting on the floor, while pressing his lips against your temple. It was simple and sweet. There really was no need for anything big. He actually didn’t need to buy the flowers, that were still outside your front door. His presence was all you needed.