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shanbinswf · 10 months

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LEAVE YOUR LOVER — yoon keeho [repost]

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pairing: best friend roommate keeho x afab reader

genre: mild angst, mild fluff, smut (mdni)

plot: your best friend and roommate keeho doesn’t take too kindly to how your boyfriend treats you, so after some good food and a few glasses of wine, he makes a proposal. one night with him, and if you feel nothing, he’ll never bring up how shit your boyfriend is again.

wc: 4714

warnings under the cut.

warnings: reader cheats on her boyfriend, reader’s boyfriend is a right asshole (still don’t defend her cheating), mentions of body image and low self esteem, mentions of food and eating, mentions of alcohol consumption and being mildly drunk, kind of drunk sex but also kind of not. technically a part one.

YOU WOULD NEVER SAY YOU HATED YOUR BOYFRIEND PER SAY, BUT HE WAS FOR SURE MAKING HIS WAY INTO YOUR BAD BOOKS AS OF RECENT WEEKS.

His most recent stunt? You were meant to be hanging out with him over the course of a couple of days at some spa retreat weekend he had planned, only for him to flake out the morning of. He claimed he had some work ‘things’ he had yet to finish, but you knew the truth—he just wanted to spend the weekend drunk with his boys and forget he had a girlfriend back home, something he was seemingly starting to do quite often.

Lucky you hadn’t packed your bags. You had faced one too many weekend getaway trips being cancelled at the last minute for an array of reasons—none of which you believed.

He seemed to forget you both ran in the same circle of friends, though, so you often caught him out in his lies through the social media posts your friends posted with or of him. And the most recent night out? He even had a woman’s arms around his neck while they danced.

Your best friend and roommate, Yoon Keeho, was witness to all the screaming and writhing around you did when you held your phone to your face and read over the shitty messages your even shittier boyfriend send you.

While you couldn’t say you hated your boyfriend—despite being not far off from being able to make the claim; Keeho was less forgiving and very open about the fact he hated your boyfriend with his entire being.

Each time you invited your boyfriend over, Keeho was less than accommodating. He often made sure to push his way to sit between you so your boyfriend was either sandwiched to the end of the couch, or worst case, Keeho always made an effort to make himself as big as possible so he took up more space which more often than not ended with your boyfriend being forced to sit on the singular bean bag chair—the same one you often drunk-made out with Keeho on. A secret your boyfriend didn’t need to know.

Keeho lazed back in his usual chair at the small table you had both just bought and assembled. His fingers gently played with the stalk of the wine glass, and his eyes looked everywhere around the apartment bar at you. “We’ve really made this place our own, don’t you think?” A small, soft smile tugged at his lips.

You nodded your head, looking around also. The place was mostly decorated with Ikea furniture, but you had both chipped in to buy everything—it helped you had similar tastes. You admired the red pull out double bed couch in the living room, and you couldn’t help but feel excitement at the 55 inch TV that decorated the wall which cost… a lot. But it was worth it. It made your movie nights all the more exciting.

“Shame we can’t break the table in,” Keeho’s voice became low, barely audible but as the apartment was silent, you could still hear every word that passed his lips. At first, you didn’t respond. It took a few seconds of the words to sink in. And when they finally did, your eyebrow raised in reaction.

“Excuse me? I plan to eat at the table every meal, every day,” You defended, sitting up straighter. Your knees hit the leg of the table, making it shake slightly. You rushed to grab the base if your wine glass, not wanting to spill any. It was a bottle Keeho bought when you first moved out to live alone, mere weeks before he begged to move in with you as his old roommates were being kicked out of their apartment at that time.

And what kind of best friend would you be if you said no to him?

Keeho’s face deadpanned, and you realised the meaning behind his words rather swiftly. You gasped, but then raised your hand to hide your laugh. You tilted your head back. “Gross, I don’t want to think about my best friend fucking some random girl on the table I eat at!” Your face crinkled as you cringed, shaking your head furiously to try to rid yourself of the thought.

Keeho raised an eyebrow, leaning on his elbows. He leant across the table, and you felt like all the air had been sucked out of the room. You had a boyfriend, the feelings you had for Keeho were wrong. But you still couldn’t snuff them out—no matter how hard you tried.

“Who said it was going to be some random woman? I was planning on fucking someone you know quite well,” And while a part of you thought he was insinuating it be yourself, you shook your head and reminded yourself to not get lost in the fantasy. You saw the girls he followed on his social media apps, the ones he often thirsted over (yes, even to you as he thrust his phone into your hand for better view of the screen)—the women who you deemed a total opposite to yourself.

“If you fuck one of my friends, you’re sleeping in a shitty tent on the balcony and I’m selling your room to someone else,” You faux threatened, but the humour didn’t reach your eyes as your chest ached just at the thought of his hands on someone else, ached at the thought of his attention being stolen by someone else—even worse at the idea of it being someone you know and call a friend.

You wanted that. You wanted… him.

Keeho leant back against his seat and brought the wine glass to his lips, tilting his head as he took a sip. He looked elegant, his white shirt sleeves pushed up his arms and his glasses sat on the edge of his nose. You wanted to pounce on him, but ever since you had been friends with him at the start of your college years, you had found great strength and control.

Back then, you always found Keeho incredibly attractive and even considered asking him for a one night stand several times, but when you guys went clubbing and found him in some corner with his hands on a stranger’s ass, you always backed out of the idea. And then you began to date.

Sure, most of your boyfriends never lasted long and some even claimed your friendship with Keeho was suspicious, you had learnt to keep your feelings and desires on a very tight leash over the years. Now your current boyfriend has no fear of you and Keeho living together, and you almost questioned if he would even think twice if he caught you and Keeho napping on the couch in one another’s arms—a common recent occurrence on lazy, rainy weekends.

Keeho placed the wine glass back on the table, his eyes locking onto you. “I never said it would be one of your friends. I just said you knew her very well.”

Your skin tingled, and you rushed to stand. You forced a laugh and pointed to the direction of your bedroom. “I’m going to take a shower and change into some pyjamas…”- Your voice trailed off as your mind flashed with an intrusive thought—begging to ask him to shower with you or wait patiently in your room as you busied yourself to look perfect in an attempt to gain his attention, even if it lasted just a second.

As if he could read minds, Keeho stood and held his wine glass, following behind you. You turned to face him as you reached your door, eyebrow raised with suspicion. “Why are you stalking me?”

“I’m going to watch a movie in your bed while you shower. You said it’s movie night so you have to keep your promises,” He sounded defensive, his lips pouted ever so slightly.

“We literally have a huge TV and pull-out bed in the living room,” You began, but his pout only increased at your words as he found himself disliking them the more you talked. You rolled your eyes and grabbed his face with your hand, squeezing his cheeks to force his lips to stick out even more. “You’re such a big baby, you know that?”

“Yeah, your baby,” He managed to get out, his face daring to turn so he could press a kiss to your wrist. You gasped and pulled your hand away from his face.

“Gross, Keeho germs,” You giggled, then turned to finally throw your bedroom door open.

“That’s not what you said a few weeks ago when you were making out with me and basically dry humping me,” Keeho spoke confidently, and your eyes fell wide as you looked around—as if your boyfriend or any other intruding ears could overhear.

“You promised not to talk about that, I’ve been good lately and I haven’t laid a hand on you in… that way ever since,” You defended yourself.

A part of you often lay awake at night after your drunken escapades with Keeho. He never pushed you away, no matter how much you got lost in the feeling of his lips. His hands always remained polite and on your waist, never daring to move in either direction. Surely any other just-a-best-friend would push you away if you kissed them… right? But Keeho… he never did.

“I wish you would,” Keeho said matter of fact my before he forced his way into your bedroom. He walked to your bed without a care in the word and placed his wineglass on the bedside table your boyfriend claimed his own, then he threw himself on the bed—the same place your boyfriend slept whenever he slept over, which was not often.

A place you wished was claimed by Keeho instead…

Your phone buzzed from in the drawer where you locked it before your Ikea trip, holding it prisoner for fear you would text your boyfriend in a fit of rage or sadness. Keeho noticed your eyes flicker to the drawer, and he crossed his arms over his chest. “Don’t you fucking dare give in. End it with him.”

You tore your eyes away from the drawer and made your way to your wardrobe. You opened the doors, then you pulled open the top drawer. Your hand reached in and you felt a pair of your favourite lounge ware, a grey coloured super soft set of pyjama shorts and a vest top with pale pink detailing of lace. You threw a look over your shoulder. “You know it’s not that easy,”

And then you disappeared into your en-suite bathroom.

That was one of the best and worst things about your apartment—both bedrooms had their own en-suite bathrooms. You wished there was a joint one sometimes, so you could relish in the scent of his body wash that suffocated the room when he was finished cleaning after his workouts or a long day.

A part of you also hated the idea, you wanted privacy to get lost in the world of Keeho-dreams—dreams of… an intimate nature. Dreams you felt ashamed to be having. Dreams your other friends assured you meant you were in love with Keeho. Dreams that had you delusional, and defensive over your own feelings at the same time.

The kind of dreams you should be having about your boyfriend and not your roommate and best friend.

You turned the shower on and allowed the room to steam up before you stepped in. The warm water hit you like a wave and hugged your body, making you feel comfortable and at ease. You had to remember he was just in the next room though, and you had to keep your hands tasked on only washing your body.

Once you felt clean, you washed your hair and then tied it back, too lazy to dry it properly. Then you made your way back to your bedroom.

Keeho was lazing against the headboard of your bed, and as he looked from the TV screen to you, you suddenly felt self conscious. It didn’t help that your bedroom had a cool air flowing through, hitting your exposed thighs and making you shiver.

You noticed his eyes looked down your body. Noticed how his eyes lingered a bit too long on your thighs. You rushed to sit on your side of your bed, grabbing a pillow to hide your body behind—and to attempt to gain some kind of warmth.

You smiled at Keeho, leaning closer to him to get a better view of the awkwardly angled TV screen. You silently made note to buy yourself a larger one, as out of you both, only you had a TV in your door. Keeho had a gaming PC, but it was out of commission for movies as one of his friends tipped water over the monitor and broke it—and Keeho has still yet to replace it.

“What are we watching?” You asked, your face closer to Keeho’s than you wished for, but you were doing a good job at controlling your inner urges.

“Some romance movie I think, I let Netflix choose one by random,” He replied, his arm snaking around your side to pull you closer.

Your body soon became flush to the side of his, and you wanted to either get up and run away, or sit on his lap and be even closer to him; but you stopped yourself from doing either option. You decided to rest your head on his shoulder, forcing a yawn to pretend you were tired. You just wanted to be close to him, but you couldn’t risk your friendship… Or relationship at that. The one you kept forgetting you were even in.

You watched the movie intently, inwardly cringing when a kissing scene appeared. Your eyes begged to flick to Keeho, to admire his perfect plump lips that you had last kissed a few weeks ago… you had to stop thinking about him like that—you had to forget your feelings for him and at least try to like your boyfriend for once.

As if right on cue, your phone began to buzz again, and you sighed.

You decided you best pick it up or he would call all night long. You pulled away from Keeho and threw your pillow on the floor, then you opened your bedside table a crack to pull the phone out but to ensure your privacy stayed intact. You knew if Keeho saw what you hid in your drawers, he would never let you live it down.

You rushed to shut the drawers, then you tried to slide the button to accept the call but the second your finger touched the green circle, your phone was swiped from your hands and thrown on a pile of nearby recently-cleaned clothes that needed folding and putting away.

You glared at Keeho. "What the fuck was that for?" You asked, rushing to get on your hands and knees so you could climb over him to get to the phone. But the second your left thigh landed on the bed the other side of his, his hands moved to grip your waist tight and hold you in place.

Keeho's eyes looked angry, and his grip was tighter than the soft lingering touches you were used to. You raised an eyebrow, confused by his sudden actions. He couldn't help himself, and his hands pulled your body to be flush against his. You gasped again, but this time you decided not to question him.

You had given in, and for once, you felt like you weren't the only one pushing your hidden desires onto him.

“Don’t answer his call,” Keeho’s voice was small, almost begging. Your eyes softened, and your hands came to rest on his cheeks. His own eyes softened at that, and his lips turned up into a smile.

“I can’t just ignore him all night,” You replied softly, which Keeho did not seem to take too kindly to. His hands tightened on your sides, your hands moving to hold onto his shoulders to support yourself. You felt like he was going to swallow you whole.

“Don’t you fucking dare try to answer his call, or we are over,” Keeho’s voice was louder this time, but somehow deeper. You blinked innocently, surprised.

“Us? Over? We’re roommates, you can’t just move out because I answered a phone call,” You giggled a little, trying to laugh off his reaction as nothing more than a best friend caring for you—being a little too possessive over you.

“I’m not talking about moving out, I’m talking about how you’re my girl,” He over pronounced the word my, which caused you to tilt your head. He leant his head back against the wall with a sigh, and his hands moved from your sides to your thighs. His hands ran up and down slowly, gently. And your self conscious concerns were slowly coming back.

“What do you mean by my girl?” You asked, pulling your off of his body. You still made no effort to pull away from him though, but from the way you shifted on his lap and received a sharp intake of breath, you knew he was about to say something either very hurtful, or something you had been dreaming about for years.

“You can’t really think of us as just friends, right?” Keeho asked, his eyes closed and face still tilted towards the ceiling. You shook your head, but realised he couldn’t see or sense the motion so you muttered a rejection to the statement. “Exactly, we’re basically a fucked up couple and have been for years. But I don’t want to keep denying my feelings or pushing us apart, which is why I’m telling you not to answer his calls. End it with him, leave him.”

“I’ve told you before, it’s not that simple—” You began to which his head shot back to your direction, and his hand slap your thigh with a slight sting. “What the fuck was that for?” You asked, voice a little too loud, to which he raised an eyebrow. “I can’t just ghost him. I have to end it with him properly, you know I’ve wanted to for a while… I just don’t know how.”

Keeho nodded his head in understanding, one of his hands moving to tangle into your hair while the other thank spanked your thigh rubbed over the pink skin soothingly. “Well we can worry about that later, but how about we have some us time tonight, yeah?” Keeho smirked and even wiggled his eyebrows for added effect.

You laughed at first, but then moved your hands to his shoulders with a serious look on your face. “But then won’t I be cheating?”

“Well…” Keeho began, tilting his head to the side. “If you think about it, from the day we first met, I’ve been claiming you as my girl so technically… you’ve been cheating on me for years.”

You rolled your eyes, the smile back on your lips. “Not sure that’s how it works, but you do you I guess.”

“I’d rather do you,” He murmured, his hand forming a fist to get a good grip on your hair before he leant forward and pressed his lips gently to yours. The all-too-familiar fireworks erupted under your skin, warmth spreading everywhere he touched. You craved him, needed him to survive. It was like you were drowning, and he was your last gasp of fresh air.

You pulled back so you could watch your hands as you slowly slid them from his shoulders, down his chest, then you finally let them find home on his stomach over his shirt. Your fingertips begged to reach under and trace along his skin, but you resisted the urge.

His hand moved up your thigh, the highest it had gone that night, and you flinched. He noticed the action as he had been very intently watching your face and ever reaction to how you relished in the feeling of his body being so close to yours, and he couldn’t help but frown. Had your boyfriend said something to make you fear men touching your thighs? The thought alone pissed him off more than he thought possible.

“You okay, angel?” His voice whispered, and you mumbled something at first which he couldn’t quite catch. “Speak up baby, I can’t hear a word you’re saying.”

“I asked can you maybe…” You sighed as you leant your head forward onto his shoulder, closing your eyes. “I’m a bit self conscious about people touching certain parts of my body and my thighs are one of those places,” You explained.

Keeho turned his head to press a kiss against your temple, his fist in your hair loosening as his fingers decided to gently run through it instead. You realised he was trying to soothe you, and you couldn’t help but smile as you pressed turned your head and pressed your face into his neck.

“You’re so fucking cute,” Keeho whispered before he attempted to pull your body back so he could resume kissing you. Your body grew hot at the compliment, and so you rushed to try to hide his eyes from noticing and so you pressed your lips to his first. But firmer this time.

This time, there was almost a sense of urgency behind the kiss. The pressure was firm and your lips moved against each other faster. His hands moved to your thighs again, but the pressure was barely there, as if he was ghosting his hands over your skin. The sensation felt good, a little too good. So you gasped, and Keeho let out a faint chuckle before he took advantage of the situation and intruded your mouth with his tongue.

When you and Keeho made out, it was always messy. Messy, needy, a mess of all your unspoken feelings in a rush to get out. But this time, there was no rush or any unspoken feelings. You knew how he felt about you, and so you were ready to give into it all.

Your hands daringly moved lower on his stomach, reaching under his shirt. You hadn’t intended to insinuate for him to take it off, but that was how he took the action… and you weren’t complaining. Keeho detached from your lips long enough to quickly unbutton his shirt and pull it off before he found home against your lips once again.

His body was radiating warmth, and so one of your arms moved to wrap around his neck as you tried to pushed your body into his as much as possible. You felt him smile against your lips, and his hand moved higher up your thigh.

Then all of a sudden, hands grip your sides and you were thrown onto your back. You blinked with surprise at the sudden action, looking up at Keeho who now lay between your legs above you. He smiled down at you, eyebrow cocked. “You look a little dazed already baby. Is kissing me that good?”

You nod slowly, too drunk off the feeling of his lips to respond with anything else.

He laughed, leaning down to press a gentle kiss to your lower lip before he pulled back again. “Then wait until you feel my cock inside you. You’re going to be lost in heaven.”

You laughed and rolled your eyes, the arm that was lazing around his neck moving to his hair to gently tangle in the locks. “You’re pretty confident in yourself, but all I hear are words and no proof.”

Keeho shrugged, his hands moving from your sides to the insides of your knees. “Well I’m more than willing to show you right now if you ask nicely.”

Again, you rolled your eyes to which Keeho tutted. His hands pushed your legs apart and against the bed, this one of them moved to spank the opposite thigh to the one he had earlier. The action caused you to gasp, and you looked down your body to find his slotted against yours as if he was made for you.

“Less attitude, or I’ll have to fuck it out of you,” He threatened.

You pushed your lips closed in a show you were going to listen to his every word, and he couldn’t help but smile and laugh at the action. He leant down and pressed his lips to yours, but kissing you slowly once again. His hand that spanked your thigh did the same as the other one and earlier, gently rubbing the pink skin to ease the slight sting he had caused.

But then his hands daring slid up your thighs higher, to where the bottom of your shorts sat. Between kisses, you took a sharp intake of breath—one he heard and couldn’t resist but to smirk at. He was relishing in the way your body was reacting to his every touch. God, he wished he had done that sooner.

His fingertips pushed up the bottom of your shorts, delicate and dancing along your skin. You rushed to grab his wrists, pulling back to look into his eyes. “What are we doing?”

He raised an eyebrow. “Well, right now we’re talking instead of kissing like we should be.”

You rolled your eyes once again, earning a slap on your thigh. “Attitude,” He warned to which you let go of his wrists and held your hands up to prove your innocence.

“I meant… we’ve only ever made out before…” Your words trailed off. He nodded in response, then took a few seconds to realise what you were asking. He smirked and wiggled his eyebrows.

“Well, would you like to do more?” He asked, laughing when you gave him a serious, almost stone cold look.

“You know I want to do more,” You replied.

“Well, do I? From what I can tell, I’m the one who has been simping over you all night while you’ve been too bust rolling your eyes or running your mouth,” Keeho responded.

“Please don’t make me get soppy about my feelings right now when your hands are basically under my clothes,” You laughed, Keeho laughing in response before he nodded with agreement. He decided to let it go… for now, he thought.

He leant his head back down, about to shower you in more kisses. You pursed your lips, waiting. But you never felt the pressure hit your lips. Instead, you felt soft lips trail down your jaw, down your neck… You took in a small breath, finding yourself enjoying the feeling as you closed your eyes.

One of Keeho’s hands pulled back from your thigh but instead moved to the front of your shorts, his fingers playing with the strings. He seemed… almost nervous to untie it. You nodded frantically, trying to focus on the feeling of his lips on your collarbones and his fingertips dancing on the inside of your thigh.

He felt the shake of your head so he pulled back and knelt above you, his fingers removed from your skin. His hands both moved to the strings of your shorts, and his eyes remained on yours as he gently pulled the strings. The top of your shorts felt loose, and you lifted your hips in an attempt to help him.

Keeho smiled softly and leant down to kiss your forehead before his fingers reached into the shorts, then he pushed them down your legs and threw them in the direction of the door to save yourself from having to struggle to determine which pile of your clothes were clean and which were dirty.

His fingers moved back to your thighs, resting on the soft inside. Your breath hitched as the self consciousness came back in waves. You looked around for your pillow to try to hide your body once again, and Keeho seemed to catch onto your feelings without you even expressing them.

“Baby,” He whispered, leaning down to brush his lips against your ear. “You look so beautiful, how did I get so lucky.”

You smiled at his words, your hand coming to rest on the back of his neck as your fingers found home to tangle into his hair.

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ashonheavenscloud · 2 months

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1:14 am - c. jiung

warnings: none, just a lil bit of making out <3 | wc: ~600

now playing: restless - bibi

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The credits to the movie you were watching with your boyfriend have long since faded out, but neither you or Jiung make a move to get up from the couch and the warmth of the blanket tucked carefully around your huddled bodies. Your head has found its home in the crook of his shoulder, and his hand on your thigh draws absentminded patterns. The silence is interrupted only by the buzz of electricity and the occasional hum of an old tune in Jiung’s throat.

“It’s late.” He eventually whispers, eyeing the clock silently counting obedient seconds on the opposite wall. “And so quiet.”

“It’s perfect.” You whisper back, one hand moving to the back of his head to scratch gently at the strands of hair at the back of his neck. Jiung sighs contentedly at the feeling, letting his forehead fall to the top of your head, smiling when you tilt your face towards him. His eyes soften when they meet yours, and the clock on the wall ticks slower when his gaze drops to your lips, then back up with a soft exhale.

You tuck your thumb under his chin, slide your forefinger over his bottom lip, and guide his mouth to yours.

It’s easy to pry a soft, breathless sound from Jiung’s parted lips. His hands slip under your sweatshirt and tighten on your waist as he melts to your touch. With gentle thumbs, you trace his cheekbones, the lines of his jawline, the slope of his chin. His own fingertips leave goosebumps over your skin from their feather-light touches, and you shiver, leaning into him, tilting your head to slowly deepen the kiss.

He mumbles your name against your lips and you swear you feel the quiet rasp of his voice through your whole body. You shush him, kissing him once more, lingering, before your lips trail across the side of his face and under his jaw. Jiung’s next exhale is particularly shaky, his eyes heavy lidded and dazed. His head tilts backwards to give you an open canvas, and you slowly work your art across his flushed skin, the heat of his body simmering where your lips and teeth leave darkening love marks.

His hands slip up your back and press your body close to his, forcing you to shift your body onto his lap. You angle his face back to you and capture his lips again, hands winding into his hair as he smiles into the kiss. The clock sits still as the seconds stretch and lose meaning, both your minds far too hazy to keep track of anything other than the touch of skin on skin, teeth grazing lips, hands tightening holds. Jiung kisses you like the world could burn and he wouldn’t notice. His lashes flutter, eyes gazing into yours when you drop his bottom lip and murmur, “Yeah. Perfect.”

You’re endeared as pale pink dusts his cheeks.

The clock moves faster; Jiung lays back onto the couch, grabbing your waist to pull your body over top of his. You giggle as his hands run under your shirt, trailing goosebumps over your skin as they trace your sides. Cupping his face, you press your smiles together, holding him close as he holds you tight. Your fingers slide into his hair and his slide up your back, pressing your body to his with flat palms. Moments blur together in Jiung’s warmth, the gentle yet purposeful push and pull of his mouth, the skim of his fingers across your skin.

The clock ticks steadily on, steady as his pounding heartbeat in your ear, steady as his delicate hands and their tight grip on your waist, steady as love painted over skin and whispered between parted lips.

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taengkitty · 5 months

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travelling with taeyang scenarios.

staying up all night the day before a flight. having a fun sleepover with face masks, movies, and games. blasting music on the early morning drive to the airport. taeyang buying you overpriced snacks. resting on each others shoulders while waiting at your gate. him making sure you’re in the aisle/window seat. falling asleep with a hand in the others lap.

always taking film pics of eachother. having fancy dinners and ordering things you can’t pronounce (even with him being picky). trying not to get scammed or pickpocketed. taeyang always helping you with your bags and suitcase, even when you’re fine and don’t mind at all. holding hands especially in more busy areas, even hooking his pinky in your belt loop.

acting like kids in the hotel. jumping on the bed and sprinting down the hall for no reason. standing shoulder to shoulder while brushing your teeth. helping each other decide what outfits to wear. playing around in the hotel gym. hotel breakfast being trash so you both decide to check out a local cafe instead

sleeping in with him because of jet lag (and he’s just super cozy, too). watching the news and cartoons in a foreign language. laying in his arms, making you feel like you’re at home (his arms literally are home). or waking up early before the sunrise to beat the other tourists at a popular location. catching him watch you when you’re focused on the sun rising.

museums. taking hours comparing each other to the different art pieces. “thats you” to something ugly to make the other laugh. strangers staring because you're both loud. slowly walking around while taeyang back hugs you. sharing airpods while listening to the playlist you both made.

photobooths. spending way too much time and money on silly photos. giggling in between kisses because the countdown takes forever. choosing the most touristy frame because its funny. endless poses. some pictures of you two being blurry from the nonstop giggling. scanning the qr code for the video recording of the pictures being taken and laughing at it. he would take his favorite moment from the video and turn it into a gif, making it a live lockscreen. taeyang would so hang his photostrips all over his room when yall get home too.

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louscartridge · 1 year

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i do not give permission for my fics to be posted claiming to be yours, translated, or posted on another platform without my permission.

p1h hyung line + intak x female idol reader

summary - this request

cw's are gonna be put at the beginning before each members headcanon

a/n- i wrote this on a mobile and proof read it on my laptop so sry if it looks weird lmaoo (i also kinda gave up on proof reading half way through)

keeho

cw- anxiety and a little suggestive if you squint

✭ you were at an award show and you had asked keeho to accompany you, not wanting it to be ‘embarrassing’ or ‘awkward’ by yourself. and plus? an excuse to see keeho in a suite?

✭ He obviously said yes (not after saying it wouldn’t be embarrassing or anything in his own way)

✭ “Y/n, even IF you WERE to embarrass yourself, what’s the worst that could happen? You could die. BUT! then, you wouldn’t even know or remember what you did so ??”

✭ Anywho.

✭ Eventually everyone had to take their seats and sit down

✭ another idol who was sitting behind you ended up asking for your number

✭ You took your phone out of your purse but you didn’t even get to unlock it before keeho grabbed it out of your hand.

✭ You looked at keeho for a split second before turning back to the idol behind you.

✭ “Sorry, I can’t find my phone and I don’t remember my number” you said before laughing slightly awkwardly. what idol doesnt remember their own number? so professional. You felt keeho subtly slide his hand up to your thigh.

✭ “Oh no, it’s ok. Would it be ok if I gave you mine then? Maybe put it in yours when you can?”

✭ Keeho’s hand slid up higher on your thigh and squeezed gently, but tightly.

✭ “Yeah of Course! That’s fine.”

✭ Once the idol gave you his number keeho took the paper out of your hand and gave you your phone back.

✭ Mf acted as if he didn’t do shit and took his hand off of your thigh.

✭ “What the hell keeho?” you whisper yelled.

“What?” he answered before a pause. “You got my number?”

“Yeah, keeho, I have your number.” Duh.?

“Good. I’m the only guys number you need.”

He picked up your hand in his and kissed it, placing your guys’ hands in between your right leg and his left leg.

Theo

cw- harassment

✭it started with you asking Theo to go to the mall with you as you were a little uneasy about going alone.

✭theo has been subtly flirting with you more and more lately.

✭complementimg small details about your makeup, buying you small things, becoming more physical, ect.

✭today, though with him spending pretty much the whole day with you he took opportunitys whenever he saw them.

✭ picking out a piece of jewelry he thinks would complement your skin tone, or eyes, or you would just like in general. Pick out a piece of clothing and have you tr it on and come out to show him what it looks like after AND pay for it if you like it bc he brought it up yk??

✭when you were done shopping, the two of you stopped at the food court.

✭it's was the summer so you dressed for the weather. Duh.

✭you were wearing a black denim skirt and a tight purple shirt with a few other acsessories.

✭as you guys were ordering your food, you noticed a group of teenage looking boys.

✭they seemed to notice you first tho, eyeing you up and down.

✭even when you and Theo sat down the boys continued to eye you, only this time, they're eyes stopped on your sitting legs and your butt pressed down on the malls seat.

✭you were pulled away when you felt a light piece of long fabric drape across your lap.

✭it was theos flannel.

✭true gentleman frfr

✭he moved his chair closer to yours and hugged you from the side, resting his head in your shoulder for a minute.

✭"thank you" you whisper "of course love." he whispers back and kisses the nape of your neck. He pulled away from you and slides his arm that was around your shoulders to your hand, interlocking them.

Intak

cw- a little suggestive, swearing

✭you were hanging out with intak and the rest of p1h

✭being with each other, being able to help and Inspier each other was helpful for writing lyrics and everything

✭you and intak have always had sortve unspoken tention.

✭and a tention that everyone picked up on.

✭so much so, that everyone fr thought you guys were already dating but we're purposely making it awkward in a failed attempt to hide that you were dating.

✭but like. You weren't dating?

✭you tripped, causing some of your food to roll off of your plate, on the floor, and quickly devoured by your dog.

✭"oh shit! Really?"

✭intak was quick to offer you his (even tho he already bit a bit off of it)

✭"nah dude you ate off of it."

✭ "not like you really care, the amount of times you've probably sucked each other faces off." keeho said.

✭ "huh?"

✭ you and intak looked at each other and back to Keeho "we've never....?"

✭ "you've never made out!?!??"

✭ "no?? We've never even done anything remotely like that??"

✭ "for real?? And you've been dating for how long?"

✭"were not dating either!" both you and Intak said

✭ When everyone was leaving you asked intak to stay behind for a minute.

✭"have fun" keeho winked.

✭intak rolled his eyes and you grabbed his arm, turning him around to face you. "can we?" you whispered.

"can we what?" intak asked almost just as quiet.

You might of awnserd him too fast "date?"

he started noding franticly. LMAOOO "i-uh-yea-yeah" he stutterd.

"Ok bye!" you rushed him out, both of you blusing I hate when ppl put that in ff

"oh, oh-Kay? Well-"

"I'll text you!" you yelled pushing him towards everyone else.

Jiung

cw- reader is a little bit of a cry baby, mini makeout session

✭you and jiung have been hanging out almost all day

✭you guys had both gotten off tour only a few days apart from the other and both of you jumped to see each other

✭so now here you were. Both of you sitting on the couch in your doms living room.

✭and talking about kissing??

✭you don't even remember how or when it got brought up.

✭"so your telling me you've NEVER kissed a guy before?" jiung asked surprised at the statement you had just made.

"never. I've wanted to! I've just never acted on it and no guy has ever kissed me, but There's only been a handful of guys I've actually wanted to kiss so honestly, I think I don't mind the fact that I've never kissed a guy. I think I would've just pulled away u less it was THE guy." you ranted.

"oh yeah? And who's THE guy?" he smirked.

"mkay, your getting cocky now." you rolled your eyes.

"hey, I'm just asking." jiung threw his hands up in defence.

A minute of silence washed over you guys before you awnserd.

"I can't tell you jiung." you whisperd.

The sudden shift in energy worried jiung slightly.

As tears started to prick in your eyes, you try to 'subtly' move to your right, away from jiung.

Jiung gently pressed the palm of his hand on your the bottom of your wrist and rapped his fingers around the rest of your wrist. "hey, hey. What wrong? Why are you moving away from me?" he put his other hand on your right wrist and pulls your slightly closer, him himself scooting closer to you.

"I can't tell you because your gonna be mad." you say your voice high and shaking from trying not to cry.

Jiung things for a second before shaking his head. "tell me what?"

"the guy" you sniff, actually crying now.

Jiung loosened bis fingers and moved his hands to hold onto yours. "oh, baby, I already know who the guy is. Keeho told me awhile ago, I just started flirting with you more and wait how long it would take for you to say something. I was just teasing, baby."

"really?" you sniffed again. "because I swear, jiung, if your just playing with me right now-"

Jiung cut you off and pulled you into a hug. "I'm not. I promise you I'm not."

You pulled jiung away from the hug by his shoulders and pulled him in for a kiss.

It's was a sloppy kiss, but not in a sexual way. More in a "I'm still crying" type of way. Jiung could slightly feel your tears. Both of you could taste the saltness from some of your tears too.

Jiung pulled away first and wipped your tears away with him thumb. "you don't need to be crying anymore it's ok." he laughed a little at the end.

"I know, I just- I-I thought you would be-" you sighed, giving up on talking. You went over to him for another kiss exept this one was more heated. Like all the pent up tention, finally being able to be released.

Jiung moved his hands down to hold onto your waist.

You took his bottom lip in between your teeth and gently pulled on it as you pulled away.

You've finally composed yourself enough to speak clearly. "thank you" you say.

Jiung moves his hands under your shirt but moved them back to your waist and started to rub slow circles on your bare skin with his thumbs. "thank you."

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blu-joons · 1 year

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When You Subconsciously Start Playing With His Hair ~ P1Harmony Reaction

Keeho:

You could barely keep your eyes open as your hand rested against the top of Keeho’s head, tangling through his hair gently.

Keeho knew exactly what you were doing as he felt your lazy hand running through his hair. “You know if you want to go to sleep, then I don’t mind, we can always watch this tomorrow.”

“I’m alright,” you insisted, trying your best to wake yourself up a little bit, “let’s keep going, there’s not long left.”

Instead of listening to you, Keeho paused what you were watching. “Y/N, when you start playing with my hair, it means you’re tired, even you know that.”

“Maybe I am beginning to get a little bit sleepy,” you admitted, continuing to play with Keeho’s hair, “but not tired enough for us to go to bed just yet, I promise you.

A hum came from Keeho as he tried his best to look up at you and see just how tired you were. “The moment your hand stops moving and playing with my hair, I’m taking you to bed.”

“Alright, but I bet you that won’t happen.”

Theo:

You could feel Taeyang’s eyes on yours as you began to twirl through his hair, sitting beside him and staring off into the distance.

After a few moments you looked at him too, a weak smile on your face. “Do you want to tell me what’s on your mind? I can feel how stressed you are just by you playing with my hair.”

“It’s stupid,” you assured Taeyang, concentrating on his hair instead, “I don’t want to wear you down listening to me.”

Taeyang’s head shook straight away back across at you, “you’re not wearing me down at all, talking about it might help you, and keep my hair in my head too.”

“I’m not playing with it that hard,” you protested, only for Taeyang to shoot a glare back across at you, “although maybe talking about things wouldn’t be so bad.”

Taeyang shuffled slightly so that he was facing you and able to listen to your every word. “Spill it all on me, I’m listening, just as long as you don’t let your stress out on my hair.”

“I promise that I won’t do that to you.”

Jiung:

The sound of you humming was all that Jiung needed to know what you were doing as he began to wake up from his nap beside you.

You were in a world of your own as Jiung cleared his throat. “Are you enjoying yourself there? Playing with my hair?” Jiung quizzed, making you jump as you realised that Jiung was awake.

“I’m having a great time,” you chuckled, hearing Jiung begin to hum as he imitated the song that you were singing.

Your eyes narrowed across at him as a laugh came from him. “You were humming, like you always do when you just escape from things for a while.”

“Was I?” You questioned in surprise, unable to realise what you’d been doing at all. “That makes sense, I do feel pretty relaxed whenever I play with your hair.”

Jiung nodded in reply with a wide smile on his face, “if it makes you feel relaxed, then keep on playing with my hair, you know that it never bothers me when you do that.”

“I do, and that’s why you’re the best.”

Intak:

What Intak watched on the television was far from the ideal for you, finding yourself getting more bored with every moment.

As you became absentminded, your hands began to play with Intak’s hair. “Shall I change the channel?” He offered, sensing from how concentrated you were on his hair that you were fed up.

“No, I don’t mind,” you smiled in response to him, “I’d rather watch your hair than watch this programme anyway.”

A snigger came from Intak as he allowed you to carry on, “sometimes I wonder what makes you want to play with my hair, it’s a bit of a mess.”

“It’s not a mess at all,” you assured him, “actually it’s quite the opposite. It’s all fluffy, but so soft at the same time, the perfect condition for me to play with.”

Intak rolled his eyes at your observation, “you know, I think that you’d play with my hair no matter what condition it was in, even if I had the messiest hair in the whole wide world.”

“You know what, you’re probably right.”

Soul:

A hiss came from Shota as he felt you pull his hair, bringing his hand up to check that not too much had come out from your tug.

You looked to him innocently, unsure as to what was going on. “I thought you said you were going to play with my hair, not yank it out and start making me look bald before my time.”

“Stop being so dramatic,” you sniggered, pushing against Shota’s arm, “I’m sure I wasn’t yanking your hair that bad.”

Shota’s eyes widened as he looked back across at you again, “how about I pull your hair and let you see just how hard you were pulling my hair?”

“No way,” you defended, shaking your head in reply. “There’s no way I’m letting you anywhere near my hair, it’s precious, and doesn’t need tugging out by you.”

The expression on Shota’s face turned up even more, “my hair is precious too!” He yelled out. “It definitely doesn’t deserve to be pulled out of my scalp either, just so you know.”

“Don’t worry, your hair’s not going anywhere.”

Jongseob:

You smiled faintly in Jongseob’s direction as you began to stir, finally waking yourself up after taking a nap stretched out on the sofa.

The smile that was on Jongseob’s face had you worrying quickly. “I can tell that you were in the middle of a good dream then, you kept playing with my hair and twirling it around.”

“It was a good dream,” you admitted, “but I didn’t realise that I was playing with your hair. Did I hurt you at all?”

Jongseob’s head shook straight away, “it was actually pretty useful, I think it was a bit knotted after work today so you managed to untangle that.”

“You’re welcome, I think,” you sniggered, letting go of Jongseob’s hair. “Thank you for giving your hair up for me to play with so that I could sleep comfortably for a while.”

Your remark couldn’t help but bring a giggle out of Jongseob, “you’re welcome for that too, at least now when I brush my hair tonight you’ll have saved me a good few minutes.”

“See, I’m always happy to help you out.”

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yeor-yeona · 9 months

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princess carrying jongseob

pairing: p1harmony kim jongseob x gn!reader

warnings: y/n being overprotective (?), anxiety (?), minor injury, one instance of cursing

word count: 577

other: established relationship, non-idol au (p1h is a dance crew), other p1h members are mentioned

You receive a call from Keeho, a little surprising as the boys should be in practice right now. You answer it, bringing the phone to your ear.

“Hey Steph, what’s up?” “Hey… umm… Seob fell during practice, we think he sprained his ankle, but he’s saying it's not bad enough to go to the hospital. Would you be able to pick him up?”

As you heard those words your heart dropped. The only thing you were focused on was if Seob was okay. “Of course, I’m on my way.” You rush out the door, grabbing the first pair of shoes you see, and speeding down the street, hoping you don’t get pulled over.

You reach the practice room a little out of breath and you burst through the door, shocking everyone inside. Your eyes immediately fall on Jongseob, sitting in a chair at the side of the room. “Baby, are you okay?” you ask heading over to where he’s sitting. “I’m okay, just twisted my ankle a little.”

He turns to the side facing Keeho, blocking his mouth with his hand in a futile attempt to prevent you from hearing what he says. “This is why I told you not to call her,” he sighs. “And risk her killing me once she did find out? No, thank you,” Keeho says putting his hands up.

Once you reach him you cradle his face, scanning him for any signs of pain or injury. He grabs one of your wrists, pulling slightly, signaling to move your hands. “I’m alright, seriously, Keeho’s just being over dramatic,” he gives him a quick glare. “But we can go to urgent care or something if it’ll make you feel better.” “If you don’t think you need to, we don’t have to go.”

He didn’t look like he was in pain and his ankle didn’t look bad, he just needed to rest for a few days, you knew you were being a little excessive, but you felt a lot better just seeing him. “Come on, I’ll take you to my place and wrap up your ankle.”

He nods, and you help him up, swooping him into a princess carry, causing him to yelp and the others to either gasp or burst out laughing. Seob covers his face, embarrassed as hell, his blush growing out of control, but he knows you won’t compromise on this. He already fears looking at the group chat or the comments everyone will make the next time they meet, causing him to shrink in your arms and turn into your chest.

You say bye to everyone, Theo’s mouth still agape in shock and Jiung still punching the floor laughing, while Keeho records with his hand over his mouth. But you ignore them and leave the room.

As the door closes behind you Seob uncovers his face, which is now as red as the tips of his hair. “Why would you do that?” he groans. “I told you it’s not that bad, I can still walk.”

You smile at his reaction, it was half of the reason why you’d picked him up like this in the first place. The other half being genuine concern, of course. “But what if your ankle gets worse,” you say pouty. “Your performance is at the end of the month, we need to make sure you’re back at 100% before then.”

He sighs, accepting his defeat, just hoping no one else he knows sees him like this.

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P1harmony

♡ - smut ✧ - fluff ☾ - angst ✘ - tw

Keeho

The Fan Meet ✧

hell shell ✧

Butterfly (ftm)

bf material.pptx ✧

No hands ♡

Movie Ministrations!! ♡

Last ♡

[12:15am] ♡

10:32pm

Theo

hidden gem ♡

score ✧

fake it till it’s real ✧

Hands and seats closer then ever ✧

11:11 pm ☾

Jiung

coming soon

Intak

colors and clouds ✧

Soul

fluffy text

jewelry ✧

pigtails ✧

Jongseob

Bittersweet tragedy ✘ ☾

Reactions

short s/o

Their s/o needing to hug them to sleep

promise ring

When someone flirts with you

making their s/o cry in an argument

Dating

kissing the tip of their nose

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gay4ddlovato · 1 month

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Keeho Imagine - kissing in front of the boys

"Surprise! Guess who." You whispered in your boyfriend's ear as you covered his eyes.

The feeling of your breath fanning against the shell of his ear made him shiver and a smile pulled at his lips.

"It's my girl!" He grinned and turned around in his chair.

He put his arms around you and pulled you onto his lap before giving you a big hug.

You decided to come and surprise him in the studio today and it meant the world to him that you did since he's got a lot on his mind and a lot to get done with the boys.

"What are you doing here?"

"I decided to come and see you. I know how much you and the boys have going on right now and I know that sometimes you get a little stressed. So I wanted to come and make sure you're doing alright."

"I'm doing good. Much better now that you're here." He smiled brightly.

You wrapped your arms around his neck as he pulled you in for a kiss.

His lips are always so soft against yours and the taste of them drives you wild, making you want more.

He moved his hands to rest on your hips and kept you close to him as you kissed each other passionately.

"So pretty." He whispered, making you smile against his lips. "I could kiss you all day."

"Do you mind?" Jiung asked as he tossed one of the throw pillows at the two of you.

"Hey!" Keeho said as he pulled away from your lips.

"Stop sucking your girlfriend's face off and I won't have to do that."

Keeho rolled his eyes at his friend as you buried your face in his neck.

You had gotten so caught up in your sweet handsome boyfriend that everyone else had faded away.

But the boys were there to burst your bubble and remind you that you and Keeho are definitely not alone.

"Oh, like this?" Keeho asked before kissing you again.

It was a deep, feverish kiss and though he was doing it to tease his friends, you couldn't help but melt.

He put one of his hands on the small of your back and hummed against your lips, loudly and blissfully.

"Yes!" Jongseob groaned. "God, get a room!"

You pulled away from your boyfriend's lips with a laugh and he kissed your head as his arms wrapped around you.

"You're cute but I could do without the PDA," Theo spoke.

"Then don't look," Keeho suggested with a smirk before kissing you again.

"Why don't we go out for lunch?" You spoke.

Keeho pulled away, tucking a lock of hair behind your ear.

"I'd like that. I could use a break. I think we all could." He said.

"Lunch sounds good. Mind if we tag along?" Soul asked.

"Depends. Mind watching us make out at the restaurant?" Keeho joked.

"On second thought, I think you two should go out for lunch and we'll have something delivered here," Intak said, making you and Keeho laugh.

You got up from his lap and he stood up too, grabbing his jacket and his wallet, as well as his keys and his phone.

"One hour and then we'll be back and we can work on more," Keeho said to the boys.

"Take your time," Jiung said.

You pulled Keeho in for another kiss as you took his hand and started to lead him out of the studio, making him laugh against your lips and keep his hands on your hips.

"Bye, lovebirds!" Jongseob said as you and Keeho walked out the door, your hands intertwined and swinging as you walked out to the car together, looking forward to a nice lunch.

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sunnyyangie · 5 months

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NSFW MDNI!!!

kinkmas day four!! hand kink

keeho x f. reader

warnings: soft dom keeho, choking, squirting, body worship, finger sucking, established relationship

you softly play with keehos hand while you both watch a movie. soon enough, his hand has your full attention when your head drops down only to stare at it, slowly tracing each of his fingers.

all you can think about is the way his fingers feel, wanting more. you start getting antsy and adjust the way you’re sitting.

“baby, you okay?” keeho questions you. “you’re not watching the movie anymore.”

you look up at him with wide eyes, “oh! yeah, i’m just, uhm.. lost in thought.”

he furrows his eyebrows and squints with suspecting eyes, “about what?” keeho holds your hand and brings it up to his mouth, kissing each of your knuckles, keeping eye contact the whole time “you can tell me anything.” he states in between pecks.

“well, just the way your fingers feel so nice, i just really like your hands. they’re pretty.” you confess, breathless when he brings his other hand up to cup your cheek and pulling you in for a kiss. the way his thumb caresses your cheek makes you feel warm.

“thank you, sweetheart.” keeho says against your lips. “wanna make you feel good..” he trails off, gently pushing you to lay down as he hovers over you. leaving kisses down your neck, his hands cup your tits and massage them through your shirt.

you hum in appreciation. “need more, kyo. please?”

he tugs at the bottom of your shirt and you lift up to help him take it off, both you and him thankful you were braless. keeho continues the massage and begins kisses down your chest, leaving multiple marks.

keehos’ plump lips wrap around your nipple and he gently sucks as he’s squeezing your tits. you moan as you place one hand on the back of his head and the other holding his arm. he looks up at you with his siren eyes while his tongue swirls around, watching how your face twitches in pleasure.

he removes his mouth, kissing from one side of your chest to the other and latches on to your other nipple, duplicating the same movements. his thumb plays with the nipple he was just sucking, causing you to whine, “so good.”

once finished, he kisses down your stomach. “you’re so perfect for me, y/n.” his fingers tug at the waistband of your shorts and underwear, slowly pulling them off. “you were made just for me.” he tosses the clothes to the floor as he leaves soft kisses from your ankle to your knee and to your upper thigh.

his soft hands rub your body, slowly moving up. “open your mouth.” he states, thumb softly rubbing your cheek. you do as told and he sticks two of his fingers in. you nearly moan as you swirl your tongue around, eyes rolling to the back of your head. “good girl.” keeho removes his fingers and leans back, focusing on your pussy finally.

the pads of his fingers tease at your hole, slowly dragging up to your clit, spreading your slick and saliva. your legs shake with anticipation and keeho laughs, his free hand patting your knee. “just relax, angel. i’ll take care of you.”

he slips two fingers in, slowly pumping and getting deeper each time, watching how your face twists in pleasure. you squeal with the way his fingers curl up, and how his other hand presses down on your lower belly. “more, kyo~.” you roll your hips around for more friction.

“anything for my girl.” his third finger enters and you can’t stop moaning, hand covering your mouth, slightly embarrassed. keeho shakes his head and removes your hand. “lemme hear you.”

his hand wraps around your neck, slightly pressing into the sides as you whine. “need more. so close. fuck.”

“needy baby.” his thumb rubs against your clit, just enough pressure to push you over the edge. the feeling is different than normal as you unknowingly squirt over his clothes. your chest heaving as come down from the high. you open your eyes again, both you and keeho wide eyed, staring at the wetness on his shirt and pants.

keeho removes his fingers from your core while softly massaging your neck. “shit, y/n. that was so hot, can you do it again for me?”

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choi taeyang as your boyfriend headcannons

- the first kiss you’re both incredibly nervous. shy smiles at each other after a date, not wanting the night to end. fiddling with eachothers hands. speaking in soft tones. taeyang would ask for permission to kiss you, somewhat scared of rejection, until you quickly agree. the slow lean in. how his hand would carefully hold your face. instantly melting into eachother when your lips meet. shy giggles in between short pecks after the initial shock wears off.

- the type to always be singing to you, whether it’s just out of habit or to calm you down.

- would learn your favorite songs on guitar or piano and play them for you as a surprise.

- facetimes while he’s away during tour, even if timezones don’t match up. he will happily be on a call with you while you’re sleeping.

- really clingy. loves holding you all the time. kisses you whenever. not necessarily big into pda because he doesn’t like attracting too much attention, but will do it when he feels suits the moment.

- matching outfits / fits that compliment each other. you’re either wearing colors that go together, or even wearing the same articles of clothing. nothing TOO matchy though, just enough to be cute and coupley.

- being each others photographers. taking candids all the time. taeyang would so have multiple photos of you in his lockscreen rotation.

- would send you a picture of an elsa doll next to your favorite disney princess, followed by “us”.

- movie/show marathons!! getting takeout and cuddling while watching your new favorite movie or show. if you haven’t seen already, he would make you watch attack on titan with him, but he gets too excited and is overexplaining it which is always endearing. and while watching harry potter, you get to see him grow to love and hate different characters and plot points.

- with his long hair, he loves when you play with it. even just twirling through it with your fingers. taeyang especially loves when you give him different hair styles; buns, pigtails, braids, etc.

- taeyang’s the type of boyfriend to send you texts saying “dont wait up for me, ill be out late” during his busy schedules. when he comes home to see you sleeping, he would smile and softly kiss your cheek/forehead/head/nose, whispering sweet words like “sleep well, my pretty angel”

- you would have a great relationship with his mother. the fact the he facetimes/calls her every day, you would always at least pop your head in to say hi to her. or even to the point of stealing taeyangs’ phone away because you and her are so deep in conversation. she would seriously love you like her own and always be calling you ‘daughter-in-law’.

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louscartridge · 1 year

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p1harmony comfort headcanons for a burnt out trainee/idol

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p1h x gn reader

cw's are gonna be put at the beginning before each members headcanon

a/n- i did trainee reader insted of college reader, because i dont really write for school ‘aus’ but there are still mentions of reader being in college, i hope thats ok.

this has also been in my draft wayyy too long bc ive been trying to think of things for the other members, but it just cant 😭 im sorry.

this includes; soul, keeho, and theo <3

soul

cw- reader is a trainee, overworking, breif mention of throwing up, reader is seemed to be mainly a dancer, established relasionship, reader says the f word once.

y/nn- your nickname.

✯ he knew you were stressed and all, your a trainee, how could you not be?

✯ however, he didnt know how actually over worked and burnt out you really were.

✯ with soul being an already debuted idol and you being a trainee your schedules were pretty similar so you didnt get so see eachother much

✯ a good thing about daiting soul (or just knowing soul in general) and being a trainee is that hes quite literally been there. and not that long ago at all.

✯ he noticed that you were more overworked then he had orginally thought but he just figured you knew your own boundaries.

✯ it was late and everyone else had already gone home, but you stayed back. you were on the verge of overheating, your thighs and ribs hurt, but you needed to get this dance down.

✯ you were so overwhelmed and trying to focus on too many things at once.

✯ when you to lifted your right leg up and tucked your chin in with your arms covering your face, you twisted your hips and not your body also, causing you to feel a sharp fain through your body. you fell to the ground with a thud and a loud ‘fuck!’

✯ since both you and soul were under fnc, soul came over to your room after he texted you he was going to his dorms, just for you to respond with a short ‘havent left yet’.

✯ when he got there, he didnt expect to see you collapsed on the floor, breathing ragged and heavy, and close to throwing up.

✯ “y/nn?” soul called out softly.

you turn your head and look at him with glassy eyes and quickly stand up making yourself slightly dizzy and inhale.

the brusies on your legs didnt go unnoticed by your boyfriend.

“soul, oh my god, can you help me with this dance? ive been working on it literally all day.” you ask him but he can tell your still having a hard time breathing.

“i can tell you have.”

“and i cant do it and i have to have it down by tonight because i have exams tommorow and im pretty sure everyone else already has it-”

your ranting gets cutoff by soul grabbing your hands, standing infront of you.

“im not helping you with it. not right now atleast.” he shakes his head slightly.

“but-”

“no. youre doing too much. is there a specific date that you need to have the dance down by?”

“yeah, the sixteenth.”

“ok, so thats a week from now, you have time. right now tho, youre gonna stop and go back to my dorms with me.” he pauses for a second to grab your water bottle to hand it to you before continuing. “the rest wont mind” he reassures you, already knowing the doubts you would have. “and your going to go to sleep. ill wake you up when you have to be up for school, then, the day after tommorow, depending on how youre feeling, ill help you with this dance. only if you promise me, you wont do anything with any dancing until then.” he emphasizes some of his words and says the last part slightly slower then the rest.

✯ he understands that you need to do all of it, theyre all equally important but he also wants you to understand that you do have boundaries and limits. even if you cant mentally or physiclly feel it you will eventually.

theo

cw- its not spesified wether reader is an idol or trainee, reader is learning japanese, kind of angsty, theo just needs attention omg, mention of reader not eating, reader also folded for theo at the end finally

✯ it was a sunday, so both you and theo had off.

✯ theo was thinking maybe you guys would sleep all day and ignore all the texts from eachothers members, or watch a movie or some other cheesy, cliché couple activity.

✯ so to say the least, theo was pretty sad when he woke up and you werent next to him, but across the room, infront of him insted.

✯ you were sitting at your desk with earbuds plugged into your phone, playing a japanese audio.

✯ you were still in your pjs with a pencil in your hand and a mix of papers scatterd infront of you. some were song lyrics and some were Japanese stuff you had to write/read.

✯ theo chuckled slightly, finding it cute how determend and passionate you were about certen things.

✯ he laid there for a bit, waking up more and listening to your occasional whispers and quiet singing.

✯ eventually tho, he got up.

✯ he walked over to you, before kneeling down behind you and took one of your earbuds out. theo wrapped his arms around your neck and harshly pecked your cheek.

✯ “i dont know when you started, but youve been working since ive been up. you gonna take a break soon?” theo askes rubbing side to side with his thumb across your collarbone.

“yeah, hold up.” you respond.

“ok. im gonna make some coffee, you want any?”

“sure”

✯ theo sat down a container of your favorite sushi on the side of your desk.

“dont want it” you bluntly replied.

“you havent eaten once. didnt even touch your coffee.”

no response.

“ok your stopping-”

you cut theo off.

“yeah, i know, i will, just hang on”

“no, i mean now. youve been saying that all day. literally. its 9pm y/n”

“yeah i know, but i need to get this done. i havent even finished the lyrics yet and i need to get better at japanese if me and my group are gonna go to japan next month for the-”

“please?”

thats all it took. just that one, small, little ‘please’ from him and you comply.

“ok” you say just as small with a gentle blush forming across your cheeks.

keeho

cw- reader started crying, reader is an idol, im pretty sure thats it.

✯ keeho had came back from tour a couple hours ago.

✯ after he stopped at his dorms to drop his stuff off and everything, he went over to your dorms.

✯ you had a comeback happening soon and you were unorepared, mentally.

✯ you had all the dances down perfectly, all the vocals down perfectly, all the lyrics down perfectly

✯ but you just felt like you didnt. or wouldnt.

✯ when keeho got to your dorms he found you layed on your stomach on your bed.

✯ you had your laptop to your right side and a notebook to your left side and a pencile in your hand.

✯ as soon as he saw you, you were working.

✯ he was suppried you didnt awnser his “hey baby” so he went on your bed at literally laid ontop of you.

✯ “keeho!” you squeeled, flipping over so he was properly hugging you.

“ignoring me are we?” he asked with a smirk.

“what?”

“i said hey and you didnt answer or anything.” his face dropping.

“oh, i didnt notice. sorry”

✯ after that, not much happend.

✯ you kept working and eventually he fell asleep.

✯ he knew you probobly never stopped working, even for a break. he woke up a few times. one to the feeling of your bed shifting, another when you would change spots or move to the floor, another when you would groan in frustration or the last time he woke up, when he heard you crying.

✯ as soon as he heard you crying he was wide awake.

✯ he sat up and wrapped his arms around your sholders, asking you whats wrong.

✯ “i dont think ive ever spent so much time and effort or energey in a comback before.” you sniffed. i dont know why im putting this much into this one. i mean- not saying i dont always put my all into all of out comebacks-- i just feel so much more burnt out with this one.”

✯ keeho let you talk with no inturuptions whatsoever, making a mental note of the things he was thinking as you were talking. he just kept you close and made sure to listen.

✯ “you need to take a break y/nn”

“no shit keeho, but i cant”

“’cant’ is a strong word.”

✯ and with that, (despite your complantes) he opened a new desk on your computer and opend netflix, along with taking the pencil out of your hand and putting it on the floor ontop of your notebook.

✯ as you were watching the show keeho continued to hold you close, whispering ‘i love you’ every so often.

✯ watching your favorite show, with your favorite boy. what could be better?

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blu-joons · 2 years

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Kisses With P1Harmony ~ P1Harmony Headcanon

Keeho:

Keeho is the type of kisser who will often make it easy for you to feel his smile whenever you kiss him

Whenever you’re down, Keeho will use kisses a lot whenever he’s trying to cheer you up and see your smile

He loves that kissing you is such an easy job for him, if Keeho could kiss you all day, then he probably would

His favourite place to kiss you is against your forehead so that he can cup either side of your face with his hands

The one downside to kisses with Keeho is sometimes he can get lost in his own little world with them and not listen to you

Most mornings you’re woken up by a kiss from Keeho, and at night you’re sent to sleep with one too

You’re always reminded by Keeho too just how much he loves you whenever he’s there and kissing you

Above all else, Keeho just tries to make kisses as happy and enjoyable experience for you as possible

Theo:

Taeyang is the type of person who uses kisses to often charm you and try and get his own way with you

There’s not a care in the world for Taeyang, when he wants to kiss you, then he will without a single thought

He loves that you’re always so welcoming of his kisses and give him as much passion back as Taeyang gives you

His favourite place to kiss you is against the top of your head as its the perfect spot to compliment your height difference

There’s a lot of eye contact in between kisses for the two of you too, with Taeyang usually taking control

You can pick up a lot from a kiss from Taeyang, especially if he’s full of beans or on his last legs a little bit

Similarly, Taeyang can read a lot about how you’re feeling when you kiss him too, picking up on your mood well

Quite often others can pick up on your kisses too, knowing exactly what the two of you are like with affection

Jiung:

Jiung is the type of person who is pretty unpredictable when it comes to kisses and how he approaches you

There is little affection from the two of you around other people, you much prefer to keep it pretty private

He loves that when he can’t quite find the words to talk he’s able to use kisses to be able to communicate with you

His favourite place to kiss you is the tip of your nose, with it being his favourite feature of both his and yours

One thing that Jiung loves is how you concentrate on every kiss he gives you as you try to pick up on the inner meanings

If you don’t respond like Jiung expects to a kiss, there’s always a worry for him that something isn’t right

Most of the time the next kiss will be like normal though and Jiung will know that he worried about nothing

Despite how comforting kisses are for him, they never quite seem to stop him from overthinking

Intak:

Intak is the type of person who will send a warm shiver down your spine whenever he kisses you

The fact that Intak continually learns more about you from kissing you is something that he particularly likes

He loves how often he can find inspiration and motivation just from a single kiss shared with you

His favourite place to kiss you is against your lips, there’s nothing more sentimental in Intak’s opinion

There’s a constant need in Intak for kisses which is something that he often has to try and control around you

He doesn’t mind kissing you around others either, he wants to make sure that everyone knows that he loves you

Quite often Intak will surprise you with a new way of kissing you too, adoring being creative with affection and you

How you respond is something he observes a lot, with a little bank in his mind for the styles that you adore

Soul:

Shota is the type of person who likes to try and figure out something about you every time he kisses you

You can normally get quite a lot from Shota through kisses when he’s not quite able to talk to you about things

He loves that kisses are good at solving things, whether there’s smiles or tears, they are the glue between you both

His favourite place to kiss you is against your cheek so that he can pull away and see the smile on your face

You won’t ever be affectionate around others either, your kisses are things are kept just between the two of you

He gives his all to every kiss with you, Shota will never leave you feeling as if you want more from him

Ultimately the sentiment of a kiss is the most important thing to Shota, especially when he’s with you

Jongseob:

Jongseob is the type of kisser who will be kissed by you in an attempt to often shut him up for a moment

There’s a lot of reassurance in Jongseob’s kisses, especially when you’re feeling particularly stressed

He loves how easy it is to read all of your kisses, Jongseob knows exactly what you like and dislike

His favourite place to kiss you is against your jaw as he knows it's the guaranteed spot that will make him smile

It took a while for him to figure out how to kiss you, Jongseob had never experienced too many kisses before you

Jongseob worked hard though to improve his romantic capabilities, and it was something you appreciated too

There’s a solution to everything with Jongseob’s kisses, you can tell exactly what he’s trying to tell you

More than anything else, it’s an area that Jongseob always tries to improve in and do better with you

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