(240503) The Killa (I Belong To You) ✙ Act: Promise in Seoul

pillow ♡ haechan

genre: fluff ⭒ word count: under 0.5k

"what are you doing down there?" hyuck peers at you. you’re snuggled up against his torso, face pressed into his tummy and limbs spread out across the bed.

your words are muffled. “laying on you.” 

he chuckles. “on my stomach?” his fingers thread through your hair. the action has your eyes closing in contentment, a faint smile on your lips.

HAECHAN ʚїɞ poison

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THATS ALPHA🗣️🗣️🗣️

face card so lethal I almost died looking at him 🤕

teeth | l.hc

“fight so dirty but your love’s so sweet”

💿now playing: teeth by 5 seconds of summer

❯ summary: Traditionally the caption of the cheer team and the captain of the soccer team are friends - some even date. But you and Donghyuck definitely aren’t friends - if anything you’re enemies. The two of you can’t go five minutes without an argument. So, why are you letting him fuck you in the locker room?

❯ pairings: haechan x fem!reader

❯ genre: college!au, enemies with benefits, smut

❯ words: 2.5k

❯ tags: 18+ minors dni!, bickering, swearing, unprotected sex (don't do this!), hate sex, degrading names, general name-calling, manhandling, haechan is an asshole, but reader is also lowkey mean, choking, use of nickname 'princess', reader uses she/her pronouns, hardly any plot, it's literally just them hate fucking idk what to tell ya.

cheeky author's note: i'm very brtish, so referring to this as soccer literally made me want to rip my hair out 😀

12:45 AM

Watching you and your boyfriend Haechan bicker is like watching a wildlife documentary.

Sometimes it's funny, but most of the times, it's questionable. Especially when it's obvious that you two have a lovestruck look at each other. The rest of the Dreamies are just convinced that it's just your love language or a form of foreplay.

All heads turned left on the direction towards the kitchen, where you and Haechan are. The movie left abandoned because the scene in the kitchen is much interesting.

"Should we stop them?" Jisung breaks out the silence but was answered with a loud hush from Chenle. The youngest could only place his head on Renjun's shoulders, convincing himself to just watch the scene unfold.

"Babe, you're cutting it wrong," you told Haechan. You were about to snatch the knife from him but he tugs it away, a smirk plastering on his face.

"I know what I'm doing," he said, sticking out his tongue.

You only scoff, crossing your arms as you rolled your eyes "That's not the right way, how can you be a perfect househusband if you can't cut onions properly?"

"You want me to be your husband!?" Haechan said, dramatically gasping, making you roll your eyes again but at the same time, there's a small smile that formed on your lips.

"If you don't cut the onions properly, I will not make you my husband."

The rest of Dreamies wished that they didn't heard that. It's obvious that you two are not bickering anymore.

"Why me? When you couldn't even cook the noodles properly!" Haechan pointed out. "How can I marry you when you cook soggy noodles!?"

You only stared at him. You can see the sly smirk on his face, you know that he doesn't meant those works and even though it's working on you, you still find it annoying.

"Okay don't marry me then," you nonchalantly replied. "Since we're not compatible after all, maybe I can marry one of your members, I'm pretty sure some of them are perfect for me ---"

"No! Don't you dare!" Haechan screams, hugging you out of nowhere. "I'm just joking, you're perfect and so are your noodles!"

You only laughed, turning around to playfully squeeze his cheeks. Finding it endearing that you won over him.

Meanwhile, the rest of the Dreamies could only shake their head in disbelief. They were surprise with your words but at the same time, it's you! You're the only one who can win over Haechan's endless teasings. Maybe that's what makes you two meant for each other.

Wait for your love (angst)

summary: you wait in silence, waiting for wonwoo to finally love you

inspired by Ariana Grande's We Can't be Friends (AKA Wait for your love)

a/n: I wrote this in a fever dream, some suggestive themes but nothing much apart from that. It's a 2 part fic. so look out for part 2 I guess :D

I didn’t think you’d understand me

You remembered the first interaction you had with Wonwoo. You had asked him for help with some maths question back in high school. 

Act Natural

Pairings: Jeonghan x afab reader Summary: You are out to dinner with Jeonghan and he has decided you should try out a new vibrator... Genre: Smut Warnings: Vague mentions of food, exhibitionism (sort of, I wouldn't classify it as that but I guess it kind of is?), public sex, use of a vibrator, fellatio, unprotected sex, slightly dom!Jeonghan, bit of a praise kink going on also Word count: ~2.6k

Author’s Note: I had this idea for a while and thought it would be fun to write and it absolutely was. Also it's my first time writing someone who wasn't Mingyu!

I had hoped to finish this in time for Jeonghan's birthday but I've never been good at having things done by a deadline but it's here now haha.

I hope you enjoy!

"hyuck get out of my shirt" you tried tugging your oversized tee up, he pushed your hands away, "you mean OUR shirt baby, our shirt." you had been watching a movie, not paying much attention, you had let haechan's hands roam the inside of your shirt. you hadn't thought much of it, thinking that he was being his usual clingy self. but before you knew it haechan was inside your shirt, head poking out from the top, his chest glued to yours, "hyuck you're stretching my shirt out please get out!" you pushed his head down, attempting to get him out. "i don't think so missy," he wrapped his arms around your waist pulling you closer, if that was even physically possible, "yeah baby, i'm not moving, you're stuck with me." he nudged his head into your neck peppering it with kisses. you watched the fabric of your shirt stretch the more he moved, haechan owed you a new shirt, preferably his.