I Love Him

Jason: Uh, I think I got your lunch. *Holds up a note that reads: ‘I am very proud of you. Love, Bruce’*

Dick: Oh yeah. I didn’t think this was for me. *Holds up a note that reads: ‘Be good. For the love of God, Please be good.’* 

🍡✨Enhypen reaction: playing the pocky game with you, their best friend 🍡✨

Warnings: nothing just kisses maybe a bit of a make out (nothing too hard), fluffy

Gifs not mine!

Heesung:

You two were just casually hanging out at the dorm. Getting up to get snacks from the kitchen you notice the chocolate pockys in the drawer. Your mind lit up at the idea of playing the infamous pocky game with heesung, since you know he's just so awkward sometimes . With your mischievous idea you went to him and sat before him on the couch.

"Hey hee"

"What?" he says, briefly looking up from his phone

"Do you want some pocky?"

Heesung continues to play on his phone, "Yeah sure, pass me one" he says, opening his mouth cutely

You sat really close to him, putting the other end of the pocky inside your mouth.

Heesungs eyes went wide at the situation, you had to surpress a laugh at his deer eyes.

You continue to bite towards his end, almost ending up on top of him while doing so. Heesung could swear his heart was going to explode.

You press your lips onto his, making sure to last a bit longer, smirking when noticing heesungs breathing got heavier.

"C-can I have another one? "

Jay:

"Let's play the pocky game" you say to Jay as you were both waiting for your pizza to arrive.

"No" Jay says while switching channels, ignoring your attempt.

"Bet you are just a coward." you scoff, knowing that Jay's most likely to do it if you just mess with his temper.

"I'm not!, ok! Bring it on Y/N! I'll show you" says, this time looking at you as you walk by to get the pockys.

You roll your eyes at his tone.

"Ayo stop being so dramatic Jay -" you said, putting the stick in between your lips.

Before you could process what was happening, Jay's hand was on your back as he maintained eye contact while biting the other end.

He attacks your mouth with a kiss, smirking when watching you look so dazzled.

"if you wanted to kiss me so bad, you could've just asked you know?"

Jake:

"Yo Jake come here, I have pocky!" you shouted from the living room.

Jake rounded the corner, ready for some snacks. As he wanted to grib the pocky pack, you took it out of his reach.

"What's going on, you said you had pocky?" he pouted, his puppy eyes showing.

"It's actually for the pocky game, you wanna try it with me? Itll be fun" you teased, already having a plan in the back of your mind.

"Sure" Jake says, not expecting much since you two always do random challenges when bored.

You two took each side of the pocky and started biting it, when there was only a few centimeters left, Jake thought you were going to stop. To his surprise you didn't.

His eyes widened and his neck burned when he felt your lips. You just giggled at his expression, loving how you left him so awestruck.

You froze as suddenly his arms were around your waist.

Jake whined : "Y/N.. What are you doing to me?"

Sunghoon:

It was valentines day and knowing sunghoon, he hates valentines day. He despised getting so much attention from the girls at the ice rink, he'd rather not end up with 10 chocolates and roses.

You loved messing with him, wanting to get different expressions from him. Since hoonie is known for his cold facade, you wanted to test how far you could go. Not that you've had a crush on your best friend no, who am I kidding

So anyways, knowing that hoon will not suspect anything if you do give him pocky sticks on valentines day, you meet him after training at the dorm

"Heyy hoonie, do you want some pocky?"

"I don't know I've seen enough chocolate today -"

"It's strawberry pocky" you grin, it's his favorite.

"Give me"

You put the pocky in his mouth, and the other end in yours.

Sunghoon froze not understanding what was going on. You are nervous too, being so close to hoon, but still determined to get a reaction out of him as you continue biting the stick.

You press your lips against his in a swift action.

Sunghoon just stares at you, the tips of his ears reddening by minute.

"That was the best chocolate I've got today"

Jungwon :

You and your best friend jungwon were studying at the dorm. Well, he kinda forced you to come, since your last results were not so good.

You wanted to go to this Cafe with your friend Somi. But knowing that jungwon will scold you if you don't study, and that his mom and your mom were also best friends, you accepted the situation.

But that doesn't change the fact, you are still mad at him. And you were going to get your revenge.

"Hey wonie, do you want pocky?"

His eyes didn't leave his textbook jungwon the model student I swear,

"Yeah sure"

"Open up" and jungwon opens his mouth awaiting the treat.

He continues to bite until he's hit with something soft. He furrows his eyebrows and looks up to be met with your face being so close.

Realisation hits him that the soft feeling were your lips.

He distracted quickly, his face burning in different shades of red.

"W-what are you doing Y/N? This isn't funny"

"That's for forcing me to study" you smiled mischievously, enjoying jungwon loose his composure.

But jungwon doesn't let you have the end of it, he takes your arm causing you to fall forward onto his lips. You are at loss for words when he says

"I'm telling everyone we are dating Y/N. That's for messing with me. "

Sunoo:

It was actually sunoo that came to you to play the pocky game. He has played it with many classmates - yes even with girls that you knew had a crush on him.

It infuriated you that he was always so flirty, and smiley. Yes, you loved ddeonu's positive nature but sometimes you couldn't stand that he was nice to everyone. Jealousy by Monsta x is playing

"Okey ddeonu" and sunoo smiled taking the seat opposite from you, awaiting that you put the pocky in your mouth at the other end.

Sunoo was smiley like usual, when it was time to part from the pocky, you grabbed his shoulders and let your lips press onto his.

That was actually the first time you saw sunoo speachless. He looked down at his lap as he felt his cheeks and neck getting hot. You loved it, making him act so embarrassed.

You got up, ready to leave the empty classroom, as sunoo held your hand. Making you stop in your tracks.

"Is this a dream Y/N?"

"H-huh?"

"The girl I like kissed me. So you like me too?" sunoo says and looks at you with so much love in his eyes.

This wasn't how this was supposed to go but you weren't complaining

Ni-ki:

So this child, is competitive.

You just had to go "Let's play the pocky game, the winner buys tteokkbokki"

And this mf would be already unpacking the pocky bag.

Niki was so clueless to your plan, it was so funny.

You both took the pocky stick in your mouths, biting til there was only a few centimeters left.

Niki was already backing away but weren't having it as you suddenly lunge forward and peck his lips.

He just looks at you as you were out of your mind, but his heart was racing like crazy.

"A-are you still buying tteokkbokki? We can have another round to determine the winner" niki says

Scandalous 👁️👄💧

three: the meet up

warnings: pure feelings and angst if you squint, slight profanity?

Sunghoon fumbled with his fingers as the old secretary gave him smiles every now and then. To be quite frank he was panicking over this tutor.. was he someone familiar?, would he judge him for his stupidity?, were they even a he??, questions clouded his mind. Alongside this was the slight guilt of leaving his girlfriend at the side of the street upon notification. Maybe he could get her some snacks on the way home? His thoughts were interrupted by the sounds of footsteps down the hall as he unconsciously brushed over himself, straightening the wrinkles in his sweater. “Hey!” she spoke as he jumped in his seat startled at the voice, eyes meeting hers as he stared. That‘s pretty much all he did actually… he stared the whole time until a cough from the other lady in the room shook some sense in to him. “Ah, Hi I’m Sunghoon” she nodded her head in response pulling out a notebook from her beige tote bag. “I’m Aerin! Kang Aerin, It’s nice to meet you” she gave him a smile which he returned. “May I have a second? I just need to jot a few things down” she asked, he replied with a simple hum. He glanced at her a few times covering it up with a smile on attempts to look polite. “So what do you find challenging Sunghoon?” his facial expression shifted in confusion, “Huh?”. A chuckle left her lips “What’s hardest for you in the course? anything specific?” she repeated in attempts to make things simple. “I understood what you said the first time I’m not thaaat stupid, I didn’t know I had to have specifics ready” He spoke again quite playfully as her smile only grew. “Pretty” he thought but quickly shook his head. “So.. are you free this week?” she said as his eyes widened in disbelief, “I have a girlfriend” he spoke a little too loud, he would never do anything to hurt you like that. She suddenly burst in to a fit of laughter at his confession, “I’m not hitting on you, it’s so I can plan out our study schedule” his cheeks flushed red at the information. “Uh yeah I’m free after Wednesday next week” he spoke quite embarrassed avoiding eye contact. “Alright! well I didn’t really have much planned out it was just a quick meet up so I’ll see ya!” she spoke almost rambling, and damn the girl was fast. He grabbed his coat trying to catch up, “WAIT” he yelled startling himself and her as she flinched at his voice. “Yeah?” she replied, it was late so he thought it would be nice, “I’ll walk you home” he shyly spoke rubbing the back of his neck. “It’s fine really you look like a busy dude” his eyes shot up, “No, No really It’s late so I insist” her eyes lit up at his kindness “Thank you.” The two began to walk in silence as the night wind and singing crickets accompanied them. It was comforting at most, not an akward kind of silence between to who weren’t quite friends but not quite strangers. “DAZED DAZED DAZED” a sudden sound broke through the moment as Sunghoon rummaged through his pocket to retrieve his phone. The Caller ID read “my love<3” as he glimpsed at the time, realization hit him.

“Hey love are you alright? It’s been quite a few hours just wanted to check up on you”

“I’m so sorry I didn’t let you know bubs the meeting took a little longer than expected”

“Noo you don’t always have to notify me, everyone has their moments I just wanted to make sure you weren’t hurt or anything..”

“I’m alright just making my way home soon I don’t think I’ll be able to come over I’m so sorry y/n I really am”

“It’s no problem, really, get home safely! I’m gonna head to bed so goodnight, I love you more than I can describe”

“and I love you even more, goodnight baby I hope you dream of me” he spoke chuckling as the call cut off.

He almost failed to notice the presence of the other girl who simply stood waiting. “You must really love her” she spoke purely what she thought. “I do, I really do” he replied smiling back. would he stay truthful to his word?…only time will tell.

[just a short written chapter now things get started ;)]

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taglist: @viscoolreal @enhacolor @jwiy0m1 @lomlyeonjun

SUMMARY: park sunghoon, y/n’s beloved boyfriend is failing biology and seeks help from a tutor. what happens when she sweeps him off his feet? a tired and miserable y/n is left in the dark but park jay isn’t gonna let that happen. welcome to the cheater’s club.

rewatching the httyd series after a while and I just realised Thornado probably never found out Stoick died. He lives somewhere out there, after all these years, thinking of how the first Viking that ever rode him, ever trained him, still lives... not knowing he died a death at the hands of the very same night fury he worked with and saw every single day.

idk it js made me feel weird inside

Someone here

genre: smut

word count: 1.3k

Warnings: degradation, dirty talk, masturbation, cum play, marking, edging, spanking, 

It was nearly 10 pm when you dragged your legs up the stairs that lead to your best friend’s front door. Why did he have to forget something every time he came over to your apartment? This time, it was his watch. He almost begged you to bring it to him before Sunday on the phone. It took a lot of persuasion to get you to agree with this and you still regretted it seconds after ending the call. 

You opened the door since it wasn’t locked -you always did that- and walked into the living room, expecting to find him watching tv on the couch. Much to your surprise, he wasn’t, so you put the watch on a table and started to move toward the door to leave, thinking he might just be asleep. You heard footsteps coming in your direction, so you turned around to tease him.

“Well, what a way to welcome me! Do you know how exhausted I am? You should be glad-”

You stopped yourself mid-sentence, realizing that the man that stood before you was Hyungwon, your friend’s brother. Ruffled up bed hair and shirtless. You couldn’t help but look him up and down before mumbling out excuses. 

“Hey, (y/n)! Don’t apologize, my brother is not home, he’s at his girlfriend’s.”

Of course. He never told you about this, or the fact that Hyungwon arrived at his house a week early. He lived quite far away, so he slept in the bedroom, while your friend took the couch. 

You suddenly felt a wave of embarrassment wash over you, turning your cheeks a slight shade of red. Why was your mind immediately thinking about kissing him? You had liked Hyungwon since you were younger, but lost contact with him when he moved away. You were glad to hear that he was coming for a visit, but you didn’t expect your first encounter to happen like this.

Maybe it was his wonderfully plump lips or the way he ran his hand through his hair so slowly, or maybe it was simply the feeling he emanated, but he clearly had an effect on you. And on your body.

He stepped closer to you before talking again.

“You said I should be glad. Glad of what?”

“No, I…I thought you were your brother! Sorry for bothering you, I needed to give him his watch back, and-”

He cut you off while taking another step in your direction. 

“I’m actually glad you’re here, though.”

“And why is that?” You were genuinely surprised of his answer. 

He took one last step, stopping too close to you to hide the bright red of your cheeks from him now.

“Because I’ve wanted to be alone with you for such a long time. And from what my brother told me, you think the same, am I wrong?”

When he leaned down to kiss you, you closed the gap, enjoying his soft hold on your chin. You whispered a soft “you’re totally right”, to which he responding with an almost inaudible “finally”. The next minutes consisted of kissing each other. Your movements started slow and calm, but their intensity heightened until he was pushing you against the wall with his hands on your hips.

“I’ve thought about this for so long” His voice was breathy, which made it ten times hotter to you.

“Me too, you can’t even imagine.”

“Wait, have you touched yourself to this? You definitely have touched yourself over this.’’ He smirked as the small moan of a “yes” left your lips while his hands traveled up to your breasts. 

“Fuck, you sound so desperate for me.”

He was right. You wanted him- no, you needed him. Needed to feel his lips on yours again, to run your fingers through his hair. You needed him to explore your body and to make you beg for more. 

He moved over to the couch and you straddled his lap, locking eyes with him and silently asking him if you could move. As an answer, he grabbed your ass and pushed you down on his thigh, dragging small gasps from your lips.

“You’re so sexy, using me to pleasure yourself like that. I can’t believe we never did this…’’

“I’m asking myself the same question.” You stopped talking to catch your breath and he started trailing kissed down your neck and to your collarbone. It felt heavenly and your sounds grew louder every passing minute. Before the pleasure got too intense, he lifted you up, instructing you to lay on the bed while he looked for a small vibrator. 

When he came back into the room, he found you rubbing your clothed clit in small circles.  

“Hyungwon, I need you to fuck me so bad. I trust you, but please do something about this!”

‘‘I’ll give you what you want, sweetheart, but you’ll be begging me to stop at the end of this.”

He took off all of your clothes, except from your panties, and his lips went back to lightly sucking on your skin. You were enjoying this so much that you couldn’t help but moan loudly when he put the vibrator on your already sensitive clit. 

“Do you know how much fucking willpower I have to use not to fuck you yet? Wait a little and you’ll see what I can really do.”

He pulled his boxers down, freeing his length and began to stroke himself. He was clearly enjoying how much you reacted to his touches, but he closed the vibrator just before you could cum.

“Don’t you dare cum before I’m done with you, princess.”

He switched places with you, making you hover and slightly brush against his cock before letting you sink down on him completely. Your head flew back at the sensation of his length inside of you and you had to fight the urge to let your release take over you. You whimpered as you rolled your hips against him, hands flush on his chest to hold yourself up.

‘‘That’s it baby. Use your hips for me. You look so good like this. ’’

You lost yourself i his words, but before the wonderful feeling became too strong, you lifted yourself up again. 

“Get on all fours, baby.”

You quickly listened to his order, slightly pushing your ass against his red cock. 

“Since when do you call me baby?”

Before answering, his hand came down hard on your ass cheeks. You whined out his name and he chuckled.

“I’ll call you what I want, you little cockslut. I never knew you would enjoy this as much as you do…”

You moaned his name when he slapped you again, until your ass was bruised and red. He teased your entrance again with the tip of his length before slowly entering your dripping core. 

“You’re so wet for me. You like it when I treat you like the little slut we both know you are? Fucking your friend’s brother in his house while he’s away, how naughty.”

He put his hand against you to make you arch your back. He was hitting a new spot inside of you, which made you moan again. 

“Fuck, Hyungwon. I’m going to cum!”

The feeling of you clenching around him was enough to push him over the edge as well. He pulled out to shoot his load on your lower back, dipping two of his own fingers in his cum and bringing them to your mouth. You happily sucked on them while you came down from your high.

 “So…this is a thing now?” Your question was the first words that came out of your mouth after catching your breath. He looked into you eyes before quickly answering.

“Of course, sweetheart. It was meant to happen someday. Speaking of that, what do you think about another round? I can’t seem to get enough of you, love.”

I liked this wayyyy too much

the lion and the lamb

member: enhypen sunghoon

synopsis: what would you do if you found out your boyfriend is a mythical creature?

genre: established r/s with sunghoon <3; twilight! au because why the fuck not; fluff; smut, angst

warnings: blood and... idk vampire kinks...?

wc: 3k

a/n: for niwa @haechanhues, who struggles to stay a jungwon stan <3 i wanted to write this with more vigour and like, idk, make it spicier? but everytime i think about a vampire story i can't help but think about all the other things that a story conveniently omits. like what does the family do? won't they find out that oc is NOT aging? is oc not fucking worried about being alive forEVER? so this ended up angstier and fluffier than i expected it to, so advanced apologies to niwa who wanted smth spicier 😀 p.s this is my first smut for a vampire au + a member younger than me so please don't fucking attack me. sunghoon is legal, this is fiction, we know he's not a fucking vampire.

"i knew it!" you screech and reach behind for a table lamp, messily holding it up to his face as you clutch the night stand and knocking over the family photo in the process. "i fucking knew it."

sunghoon's eyes widen, then he bursts into an arrogant chuckle. "baby, a desk lamp wouldn't do anything to me, you know this."

with a huff, you put the lamp back down, clearing your throat and crossing your arms across your chest. "is... is that why we had that whole... that entire night talking about vampires and mythical creatures... wasn't just a conversation? you were just... telling me stories about what you know?"

"maybe," his lips curl downwards by the corners and he nods. "come on, cut it out, would you? it was just a matter of time before you found out."

"oh- and when were you going to tell me?"

"when did you figure it out? did you suspect anything prior to this?"

"what?" a frown cements into your forehead. you try to move back a little more, but you push more things off your nightstand when you realise you can't back up any more. sunghoon had his hands in his jogger's pockets, stepping in a strange zig-zag manner towards you. "i... your sports are all indoors and you jog in the night- i just thought you hated people- no! no, you tell me when you were gonna tell me-"

"i mean i hated people before."

and then he swings a leg out, falling backwards into your bed and rolling over to pull a pillow into his face. he inhales sharply, arms tightening around it as you hear your heart race in your chest.

"oh...!" you turn and step backwards, this time against your wardrobe. "you're a- oh! this better be a joke. this has to be a joke."

"why?" his muffled voice sounds from under the pillow, and you can see his toes wriggle into your carpet. your lips part in a bid to hurl more accusations at him - if you could even believe yourself - but sunghoon lifts the pillow off his face and sits up, resting his palms in the mattress by his hips. "you saw my eyes change when we were at the butcher's. i'm not denying it."

a lock of hair topples over his forehead, and he cocks his head. "wanna see it again?"

gulp.

he blinks, and his dark eyes flit into a bright yellow. blink. dark.

"fuck off, how'd you do that?"

sunghoon smiles, and your heart drops when you see his canine teeth. they've always been long, and absolutely mesmerising to look at, but only now you've realised-

"you've had your fucking fangs out the entire time and- oh...!!!!!!"

sunghoon suddenly rises to his feet, striding to you in barely a few steps. you've backed up against the wardrobe again before he holds your face and leans down, abruptly pressing his lips against yours.

your fists are balled against his chest, but your harsh pants against his calm demeanour cools you. cold fingers dig behind your ears as he parts his lips, tongue gently coming over yours in a bid to remind you that it was still him.

the truth doesn't change who he is.

he remains cupping your face as he slows, then he breaks the kiss only to rest his forehead against yours, eyes closed.

"i'm sorry i didn't tell you sooner," he whispers, shaking his head. lids flutter open to reveal bright amber eyes. "i thought about it for a long while and i wanted... i wanted to tell you for the longest time but you were always so caught up with other things and i didn't want to tell you over christmas."

"rotten idea of a christmas gift."

"i know," sunghoon grins and sucks his teeth between his lips as he backs away.

"hey, um..." you clear your throat and rub the back of your neck, blinking from the floor and back up to him. he rests his hands on your waist, his amber eyes glimmering down at you. using his nose to push your jaw aside, he plummets into your neck, and you can hear him inhale so harshly, it runs chills down your spine.

"you're not gonna kill me, are you?"

"no," he chuckles lowly into your skin, pressing fragile kisses into your skin like it were glass. his breathing has turned erotic and harsh and irregular, so you're naturally on edge more than before. "if i wanted to kill you, i would've a long time ago, my love. but..."

he pulls away and lifts a hand up to your chin, tilting it upwards so your eyes would meet his. "i'm much too in love with you to make you an exception."

"you're not exactly making me feel better with whatever you're saying, you know that, right?"

sunghoon giggles, baring his teeth and stroking your cheek. but the hand that had been previously on your waist was slowly moving downwards, over the curve of your bosom and his fingers are digging into your flesh.

"i know, but you like that anyway."

he presses a smiling kiss to your lips, not hesitating to drop both his palms to your rear and picking you up instead. he does it effortlessly, which makes you wonder how many times he's acted like he was struggling when really, he could've probably carried a few of you.

your back meets the wall of your room and your fingers crawl up into his hair on the back of his head, the scent of his cologne masking all your senses and breaking down all your walls as if you didn't just find out your boyfriend was a lethal, mythical creature.

"hoon," sighing, you break the kiss.

"hm?" he uses his nose to tilt your chin up, tongue darting over the skin on your neck. his lips press into a bundle of nerves, and he smiles to himself when he notices your shoulders cringe upwards.

"haven't you ever thought about... you know."

"i don't know what you're talking about, baby," his whispered breath draws tickles from you, and you bite on your bottom lip to hide the growing desire.

"my blood. haven't you ever thought about it?"

he presses one last kiss into your neck - one that would probably leave a mark and he did it deliberately, you're sure - then comes back up to search your eyes with his bright amber ones.

"i have," he pauses. something is holding him back. "but human blood tastes different from an animal's. it's addicting and given how long i've gone without having it... i could drain you on my own if there's no one around to stop me."

it's like being surprised you got slapped in the face when you were the one who asked, really.

sunghoon releases an exasperated chuckle, looking down and hoisting your hips up so you wouldn't slip down further. his hands travel up your hips and waist and to your face where he cups your cheeks, thumb brushing over your cheekbones.

so this is why his hands were always cold.

"i can't afford that. to kill you."

"so don't."

something glimmers in his eyes, and his hold on your cheeks tighten just the slightest bit. a little squint; his lips part.

"no," he shakes his head, lips curling downwards as he shakes his head with disapproval. "no."

"no one will know."

"everyone will know. what are you, stupid?"

you shake your head, wanting to hit him as a natural reflex. he says that all the time.

but you suck in a deep breath and rest your head in his hand, closing your eyes to let the coolness in his fingers seep into your skin. "hoon... anything to be with you for the rest of my life, even if it means forever."

when your eyes open, he's tearing up. his glistening amber eyes are twinkling under the dim lighting in the room. for a few seconds, you can hear every breath he takes, if he even is actually breathing.

"i can't," he shakes his head, looking away and grimacing to himself. "you're still young. i can't-"

"it wouldn't make a difference. i'll just be stuck at 19 for the rest of my life. what, do you want to wait until i'm 50 and scrunching up into a raisin then turn me immortal? besides... i have no one else except you."

sunghoon laughs, but he quickly recovers and turns back to look at you. "i just... i love you. i wasn't supposed to get involved with humans, but you... it just had to be you. you, who has no strings attached to this world."

sucking your lips between your teeth, you reach up and brush his hair out of his eyes. "i just wish i knew you sooner, maybe then you could've helped my parents."

sunghoon breaks.

not in the form of breaking out into sobs or giving you a tight hug, but instead, he kisses you with cold tears streaming down his cheeks.

you can taste them when it sets between your lips, but it doesn't taste like salt.

it tastes like water.

"if you choose this then you'll live for the rest of your life, you know that, don't you?" he mumbles between light kisses, then presses his forehead into yours. he rubs his nose against yours, his eyes fluttered shut with a gentle frown between his brows. "that means you won't get to see your parents again, since that's what most people believe."

"i know. but i wanna live the rest of their lives for them too, so."

he takes a moment to process your words, then whispers the words, "i love you".

with that, he holds you away from the wall and slots his lips between yours again. he gently sets you in the bed, palms pressing into the mattress by your head as he almost kisses you into the cushion.

your hands are curved over his shoulders, fingers tracing his hairline on the back of his neck when he reaches down to pull off your shorts. long, slender fingers trace your hip and downwards until you let out a soft gasp into his mouth, with cues a sneaky smirk from him.

"it'll hurt less with this, i promise," he kisses your nose, then your forehead, and removes your lingerie. his nose dips into your jaw just as he does, a sudden surge of nervous bundles coming undone everywhere.

with your fingers digging into his shoulders, he continues leaving butterfly kisses on your neck, until the sharp tips of his fangs slide across your skin.

the entire bed is jerking, though just a tiny bit. and your soft whining is muffled into his shoulder. his shirt is being balled into a crumple in your fist, and then a sharp sting sinks into your neck like two needles at once.

then you can feel the latch of his lips onto the wound.

something clicks.

maybe it was him finally getting a taste of human blood, for he abruptly stops, and his torso is crouched over yours in sheer animalistic feeding.

his shoulder blades are shifting in and outwards, breath heavy on your jaw and under your nose with his hands on your shoulders, pinning you down into the mattress.

the cotton under your shoulder dampens. the texture starts to soak, and the lightheadedness starts to sink in.

sunghoon is in a trance you don't think you have the power to snap him out of, but the harsh breaths tell you he's thinking; trying his very best to fight against his instincts.

but maybe it was the blood that made him tick too, for he suddenly pulls out from below and rams back into you. the entire bed jerks loudly from the friction between the bed frame and the flooring.

a gentle yelp courses through your throat as your nails dig deeper into his back. his pace picks up as he drains you from your neck, and your eyes are starting to roll back into your head. your vision is started to blur, mind beginning to fade out into static with his tongue lapping against your neck like a beast starved for an eternity and his hips rolling against yours.

your hair is starting to get blood in it, but you don't have the headspace to think about how disgusting it is. you're tearing up from the force he's gradually forcing up into you, and he's struggling to tear himself away from you before you die of blood loss.

"hoon-" an airy whisper manages to leave your lips. "i'm gonna-"

he groans into your neck as a form of acknowledgement. he's trying to stop himself, but he's struggling. his teeth start to loosen from your skin, but then it sinks back in. the sting comes out in a soft whimper from you, but everything down below is a gratifying distraction.

"hoon, i'm gonna come."

and it's like a magic spell that worked - for he forcefully removes himself from your neck and hovers above you, his hands coming off your shoulders and resting around the circumference of your head.

half his face is covered in blood, a good amount of it around his lips and some smudged on the tip of his nose.

his eyes are hooded, and red.

"you taste... so fucking good," his voice is lower and hoarse, and his tongue darts out all around his mouth in a bid to savour whatever he has left of you on his face. "shame you wouldn't have that to offer me anymore."

he dips his nose into your neck again, and you'd half expect him to start sucking you dry - but he doesn't. a quick swipe across your neck and the sting disappears.

the scent of blood starts to cloud your mind.

he must've seen something in your eyes change, for he dumps all his weight into his torso when he leans down to kiss you again. the iron in your own blood tastes like caffeine to a coffee lover; honey to bees.

and then he picks up his pace again, this time pulling your thighs higher so he can keep them off the floor. when he pulls away, his palms come around your neck, holding you tightly to the bed as the sound turns inconsiderately loud.

everything in the room blurs, then sharpens. birdsongs outside seem louder - but so do his pants and laboured breathing. every slap churns through you like a gong being sounded.

something creaks - it's the bed - and then something definitely snaps or breaks or fractures.

throwing your head back, his thumb is gentle on your throat, holding you still while he fucks the rest of your humanity out of you.

"hoon, i-"

"i know, i know," he huffs and smiles, almost sinisterly. he leans forward, releasing your throat and pressing another kiss to your nose. "forever and for the rest of our lives."

the bed breaks just as your entire body shivers and shudders under him. your muscles twitch and spasm under his hold as his fingers travel down the length of your body, as if searching for any sign of injury as he pulls away.

his chest is heaving when he's finally removed himself, but he lifts you without much effort and away from the puddle of soaked blood in the sheets.

"sorry about that," he rests his forehead against yours, using his thumb to wipe away the blood smudged on your cheek. you know it's not really helping.

but you're in your own trance now. everything in the room seemed to be moving in swirls, and your vision was blurred. there's a sharp ringing in your ears, mixed with all the noises from outside.

he's trying to talk to you, holding onto your shoulders and pushing your hair out of your face. but then he steps away for a few moments to your desk, rummaging through the drawers for a moment.

then his blurred figure returns, and he holds out a wrist above your face as he drives the edge of a penknife through his own sheet-white skin.

the blood oozes out, then drips onto your lips and between your teeth where you finally have a taste of it.

"come back..." the words sound muffled. "hang in there, it'll be over soon..."

what were a few moments felt like an eternity as your mind and body feels like it was being ripped apart and stitched back together, and you're sure you passed out, for the next thing you can process was abruptly sitting up in bed and huffing, hands clutching the collar of your shirt with sunghoon sighing in relief as he topples to the floor.

he sighs heavily, hand holding his wrist where he had cut himself.

"you gave me a good scare there," he raises a brow, obviously tired. his face is still in a mess, and his eyes are a gorgeous crimson red, which made you think - what about mine?

you lick your lips, the taste of iron still lingering on your tongue as you stand. walking to your desk, you pull out a table mirror.

and there it was - a pair of crimson red eyes staring back at you. warily reaching up to your lips, you pull them back, expecting to see fangs in place of your canine teeth.

but sunghoon's arms come around your waist, and he snuggles his head into your neck where you had been bleeding (or being sucked out, actually).

"fangs will take awhile."

11:48pm

content: bf! sunghoon x gn! reader, fluff, playful relationship!!

a/n: hello!! i have been writing about sunghoon a lot lately LMOAOA sorry abt that… also did anyone watch all of us are dead?!?!? like i need to vent to someone about it cause…..  anyways remember to look at the request guide here before you ask for one !!

it wasn’t unusual of sunghoon to call you whenever he had the slightest issue whether it is his bread burning because his toaster is “a spawn from hell” or how he can’t find his other sock. most of the time, you didn’t mind his frantic calls. it was rather cute how he felt the need to let you know by actually talking to you and not texting you. 

though, it did surprise you at first, he didn’t seem to be the clingy type or the one to call you often. you thought you called your friends too much, but sunghoon topped you. you never complain though, you sat and listened to his mindless rambles. for someone who is quiet, he sure is a talker when it comes to you. 

sunghoon felt safe whenever he called you. he knows it may get annoying from time to time so, he tries his best to only call you when it is really important. key word – tries. most of the time he fails but hey, at least he is making an effort. 

but today, sunghoon had called you about 5 times already in the last two hours. within those two hours, you have ben trying to tidy up your house for the new year. it is a superstition you always followed, you have to go into the lunar new year with a clean house. it is so you don’t bring any bad luck into the new year, plus your house was in need of a clean.  

hearing your phone vibrate on top of the counter, you reach over and answer it. “please, tell me this is an emergency sunghoon.” you say, scrubbing your sink. your arms were on fire but that didn’t stop you. 

“well, maybe you wouldn’t see it as an emergency, but for me, it definitely is.” he said defensively. 

“what is the emergency?”

“niki keeps on making fun of my height.” he whines into the phone. if he was in front of you, he would probably be pouting and kicking his feet like a little kid. 

you sigh, finally stopping your flow. “what do you want me to do?”

“tell him to stop!”

picking up your phone, you hold it to your ear as you walk out of your kitchen. “how do i do that?!?!” you exclaim.

“i don’t know,” he says. “threaten him!”

you find a comfy place on your couch. you are really proud of yourself for finding this couch off of facebook marketplace. “i can’t do that! he is a kid!!”

“y/nnn” sunghoon whines. before you can respond, there was the sound of screams and muffled running. “Y/N!!!!!!! HELP!”

“what?!? what’s happening?” you say, a tad bit concerned for your boyfriend over the phone. it wasn’t like there was an intruder in their apartment. suddenly there was silence, and then you heard niki. “hi y/n!!”

“hi niki..?” you say confused. “what happened to sunghoon?”

“oh, sunghoon? he is in a headlock right now… say hi, sunghoon.” niki says as he hands the phone to sunghoon. “y/n, help.” he gasps, dramatically. 

“okay! bye y/n!!! see you later!” niki says into the phone and hangs up. laughing to yourself, you wonder if this is what you have to deal with for the rest of your life. 

Watching justice league unlimited and I forgot how absolutely hilarious Batman is. Just a guy. Falling from the sky. Asking for air support bc he can't fly at all.

Reporter: about your late son, Jason…

Bruce, with tears in his eyes: I miss him every single day

Meanwhile at the manor:

Jason, throws popcorn at the tv while watching a documentary: I DON’T CARE ABOUT THE FUCKING BEES

Jason: SHOW A GUY THE MOUNTAIN GOATS

Alfred: Master Jason, please take your anger of animals to a lower level

accidental love confessions

# PAIRING. ot5 x gn!reader

# GENRE. fluff

# A/N. i saw this idea on tumblr a few days ago but idk from who it was anymore :(( + pls ignore the few typos😭 and lastly, im running away as im posting this.

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