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Aleksandra | ‘94 | Monsta X
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Better at Best Pt. 2 (M)

Characters: Kihyun/Reader
Length: 6000 words
Genre: FluFF and smut
A/N: hallo i’ve decided to make this story into a (mini?) series made a pt 2 and added the few side drabbles i wrote some while ago~~ i love u pls enjoy 
College/ Enemies with Benefits AU
Part One
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You feel great.

Ever since that…day, you’ve ignored Kihyun’s presence entirely, including his flirtatious winks, his texts, he attempts to talk to you, to invite you over again in that sultry voice of his. In all cases, you’ve pushed him away.

It mainly stems from your irritated confusion at Kihyun’s behavior. Why is he suddenly acting as if you’re old friends, or, at the very least, some hookup buddies? You fucked once. Because you both were angry. That’s it. He has made it clear that he simply wants to do it again, just as he asked at the end of last time, but there is no way in hell do you have the energy–mentally or physically–to keep up that kind of relationship with that kind of boy.

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Better at Best (M)

Characters: Kihyun / Reader
Genre: sMUT
Length: 5,000 words
Request: Hello! Are requests open? If yes, then can I ask for a Kihyun smut? Something with angst or hate-love and a lot of sarcasm and insults? Since this cotton candy haired prince has a sharp tongue, I think he’d fit themes like that. I love your writings and thanks!
A/N: ok listen y’all, this was supposed to be a drabble-a drabble- but of course I had to get wrecked by this boy like I do every day of my life andsfjshg long story short, this is why I was so late updating T_T 
Enjoy my first Kihyun smut. 
Drabbles

Second place is a painfully, painfully familiar position to you. Everyone is aware that you’re the most intelligent in your grade, or you would be, if not for a certain pretentious, overly-polished, goody-two-shoed kid with a smirk eternally painted across his lips. 

Once again, you find yourself working vigorously in the same class as him for another semester, and once again receiving your test scores back from the professor only to be notified that you are second best. You don’t even have to speak to the boy of twinkling eyes and teasing smirks to know that he is most definitely aware of your frustration. He throws a smile at you before exiting the lecture hall, like he does after every exam, as if he has no more business to attend to; his work of making your life miserable is done. 

This time, you realize you’ve had it with his overly sweet smiles, his arrogance that is laced through his steps, and the effortless way he seems to crush you. You decide then to march out of that hall and straight to his dorm room, not knowing whether to count your blessings for the fact that you live on the same floor, or throw yourself off a cliff.

Your frame barges through his door the moment he sets the test papers down upon his desk

“Okay. What is your problem?”

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