Your lips furled into your mouth as your eyes glued to the screen, fingers typing and trying not to show your real feelings. Woohyun was watching you closely on his screen, feeling something wasn’t right.
“What are you doing?~” Woohyun sung, his voice ringing in your earphones.
“Just homework,” you replied, eyes still stuck to your screen and not peering at him from the side of your screen. On your screen, he was a little box to the right corner of your screen but for Woohyun, you took up more than half of his screen. Your lips released and you begun to bite down with your teeth, still trying to hide the mental pain.
“Is it a lot of homework?” Woohyun tilted his head to the side like a confused puppy. He was wearing his infamous white sleeveless hoodie, with the hoodie over his head, sitting down with the laptop on his lap. The TV kept him company in the dorm where everyone else was dreaming peacefully. You shook your head, knowing he was looking at you from his screen.
He asked, “Are you sure you’re okay?” and you nodded stiffly. He came closer to his webcam, in hopes you would look at him. “Look at me,” Woohyun ordered softly at his camera. He stared into the camera and you gave your attention to him at the corner of your screen.
“Tell me what’s wrong,” he pleaded with loving, yet worried, eyes. Your lips furled into your mouth once again, not sure if you could hold your inner feelings any longer. You faced down at the ground in your room. Eyes watering, you mumbled a sentence under your breath. It couldn’t be heard in Woohyun’s speakers. He asked you sweetly to speak up. “My dad threatened to kick me out out of the house because I ‘go out often’…”
Woohyun’s eyebrows rose along with his widened, surprised eyes. His mouth gaped open. “But you don’t even go out often…” His words drifted throughout the dorm, louder than even the humming of the television. Your eyes were too weak, too heavy to see his reaction.
“He said that only because yesterday I spent the whole day with you,”
His eyes grew even larger, appalled at how your dad could be angered at you for spending one single day with him. The two of you only saw each other once a month, twice if Woohyun was lucky with his schedules. You worked hard in school and only interacted with friends during school time. Besides that, you constantly stayed home and were always home.
Woohyun wanted to hug you and rub you tenderly in his arms, but he couldn’t. That was the problem with video chatting with you - he wanted to do all these things that he couldn’t possibly do. Times like these he wish he wasn’t an idol, just a boy who lived nearby and could comfort you anytime, anywhere.
He rubbed his eyes, starting to feel himself tire out from a long day of schedules. He then noticed that 2:38AM emitted from his laptop. Suddenly, Woohyun hugged the screen.
You looked up after several moments of silence coming from Woohyun’s end. The sight of his arms brought out a small giggle from you. He released his hug from the screen to look at you in the eyes.
“He’s probably just overreacting, you know your dad. Don’t be scared, okay?” You stood still, eyes staring into space with your lost thoughts. Woohyun waved a hand frantically in front of the camera. “Hey! Do you hear me?!” Woohyun yelled into the microphone. You laughed into your hand and nodded. “Yeah, I hear you, Woohyun!”
He looked away, debating what he should say next. A powerful yawn later, he whispered huskily, “I don’t want to do this, but I have to go. I’m so exhausted and -“
“No, I understand! It’s fine, go to sleep,” You were beaming with joy now. Woohyun always had a way to comfort you and he was sensible too. He gave you a small smile and you did just the same.
“I love you, good night~” He puckered his lips towards the camera with closed eyes. “Save your grease for your girlfriends!” You put your hands out in front of you, as if his chest was right there for you to push away. The both of you laughed in the empty rooms you two were in. “I love you too, good night,” You waved with a bit of disappointment, but understood he needed the rest.
Woohyun ended off with a, “Feel better,” and the two of you ended the call in synchronization.
Really? Thank you very much! Writing every day is a hard task, but I’ll try to do at least once a week. /throws hearts back
Thank you for your love! Unfortunately, I don’t want to write anything that has anything at all to do with cheating. It makes me feel uncomfortable and awkward. I’m sorry to reject this, but I do hope you request and/or enjoy my future work!
Rated for sexual content and language.
“My parents really love you,”
Sunggyu sat on the bed in his old bedroom, watching you pace around the room back and forth as you got things out from his and your suitcase. Tonight was the first night of your eight day stay at Sunggyu’s old house with his parents. Actually, it was the first time you met his parents at all. You were worried, but of course, they were lovely and they loved you as much as Sunggyu loved you. All of you, along with his sister, had dinner an hour ago and everyone in the house was ready to go to sleep.
“Really?” you innocently feigned obliviousness. Sunggyu nodded with a bright smile, his messy hair bounced up and down with his joyfulness. He was glad his parents loved you and he knew they would. Sunggyu’s eyes widened a bit, remembering something. “I should shower,” He got off and stood beside his bed, still witnessing you running around the room and organizing each other’s clothing.
“Oh yeah, you didn’t shower last night because we rushed from your last performance and then we had to go to the airport and then…” Your soothing voice echoed in Sunggyu’s ears. You still continued your rambling, unaware that Sunggyu closed the door carefully behind him.
Although Sunggyu didn’t take long to shower, you fell asleep on his bed, finally finished organizing all the clothes and personal items the two of your brought. He opened the door, rubbing his wet hair and having only a white towel covering everything below his waist since no one in the house was awake. Well, he thought you’d be the only person who’d be awake until he caught you snoring angelically on his bedsheets. His quiet laugh in the spacious room was all one could hear. Disbelief ran through his mind. Three fast years and there you were, sleeping on his old bed. Sunggyu walked around the room, trying to figure out where his clothes were.
An uncomfortable feeling spread throughout your body because you weren’t in your pajamas. You groaned with discomfort. With a deep inhale of the bedsheets, you smelt the beautiful intoxication of Sunggyu running through your airway. Your eyes opened, wondering if he was back from his shower yet.
There he was - in the middle of his open closet where you put most of the clothes, having only a white towel covering his lower half. He turned around, unaware of your awakening, and examined the clothes and underwear in his hands.
How he was constantly fit was always a mystery to you. The toned, thick biceps, his broad shoulders, even his pecs to die for. But his abs were the things you admired the most. They weren’t hardcore, indented six-packs, no - they were packs of hard work yet not too much work. Just enough to own fine abs and look like a sex god, those were the type that Sunggyu possessed on his body.
As if he was in a locker room and you were staring between the slits from behind the lockers, he turned around and caught you staring. You turned your body around to the opposite side of the bed and tingles rose in your cheeks. It was nothing you haven’t seen before, but he still dreamy in your eyes. So special, so different…
Sunggyu laughed and sat down on the bed next to you, towel still covering everything below the waist.
“I guess you’re awake now, huh?” Sunggyu placed his clothes on his lap and started to rub your arm. He tried to turn your body around so he could look at you, but you didn’t budge. He stopped and walked towards the other side of the bed where your eyes were looking at the slightly stained walls of his past bedroom. Now a very attractive man in a white towel stood in your way. He threw his clothes on the bed beside your head.
“I hope you don’t mind me changing in front of you,” he whispered, followed by a wink.
His hand unraveled the knot, letting the towel drop to the ground. He picked it up to throw it onto his chair before stepping towards where his clothes were. Right in your face, he stood there casually, fully naked. Your eyes trailed down his face, to his pecs and arms, down to the beauty of his abs, and lastly the content of what was covered by his towel just moments ago. Right. In. Your. Face.
Sunggyu’s hand went for one of his clothes very slowly, or maybe time slowed down by your thoughts. You could tell what he wanted by the look in his eyes - the want, the yearning, the need for you. Even if you read him wrong (which was rare), you did it regardless. You pulled him by the waist towards your head and held his penis, hastily putting it into your mouth. A small moan was released above your head and his hands rummaged through your hair. Louder moans only came about when you sucked the tip of it with your inner clenched lips. Sunggyu brought his hands to the back of your head and attempted to push himself into your mouth further. Although you rejected at first, the back of your throat relaxed and both of you succeeded - you pleased him and he was close to being pleased fully.
Suddenly, you halted by pushing him out of your mouth. He was shocked and you coughed a bit to the side of the bed. “I’m sorry, are you okay?” Sunggyu asked with several pants, now concerned that he may have hurt you. He sat down on the bed naked, rubbing your back. You nodded and after a few seconds, you looked back at him with the same look he gave you before.
“I don’t think it’s fair if only one of us is pleased, do you agree?” Sunggyu rose an eyebrow, amused by your desire for him. He brought you into his face, kissing you tenderly as both of you dropped onto the pillow you slept on. His hands fondled with your clothing between kisses, easily getting you out of them, and each piece dropped to the floor softly. Both of you were now revealed to each other’s satisfaction. In a flash, Sunggyu opened up a condom from his bedside drawer and you gladly volunteered to put it on for him.
Then, he got on top and stared down at you, eyes now saying a different message. “I love you,” The vibes of his whisper hit your face gently and it felt like it was the first time you two made love to each other. “I love you too,” You replied without one thought and Sunggyu pushed himself into you.
When the position became hard to maintain, he told you to get up and get onto your knees and elbows. You obediently did as you were told. With his right hand on your back and left hand controlling where he went, he entered you again. In this position, he hit your walls even deeper as your moans rose higher and higher.
“Keep it quiet, my parents might hear…” The sound of both of your moans weren’t the only thing that were loud. Bedsprings reacted from Sunggyu’s accelerated, strong thrusts. “It’s not my fault you fuck so good…” And with that, he went even faster, causing you to muffle your moans into the pillow. You turned your head to the side of the pillow to breathe, panting in sync with his thrusts. He called out your name delicately and you groaned, feeling him let himself go inside of you.
You and Sunggyu ended off the night sleeping naked with his arms wrapped around you and your head on his chest. “You really have nice abs, Gyu,” you acknowledged. Your fingers traced them in the darkness. He thanked you and kissed you on the head. “I have to work out to look this good for the girl I love,” You giggled and tugged on his arms before the two of you fell asleep.
Hello! You got it, I’ll make sure of it!
Requested by: deenafatihha
Italicized is in English.
“So, what’s the best thing about being an idol?” You sat with crossed legs across the table from Sunggyu, pretending as if this was really an interview.
“Pardon me?” Sunggyu rolled his r and his eyes widened from his usual small eyes, truly unsure of what you asked.
“What is the best…” Your hands spread apart, gesturing best as big. “…thing about being an idol?”
“Oh!” Sunggyu’s eyes shined, understanding what you meant. “Singing is my dream…” He looked down at the table, trying to figure out the words to say. “I love to sing,” He smiled in content as his answer. You nodded.
“Say that you have a passion for singing,” you ordered him in Korean.
“Pass-ion,” Sunggyu’s slight lisp came out and he wasn’t saying the word properly, making you giggle. ”Pash-in, like that,” you told him.
“I have pash-on for singing!” Sunggyu stood in his chair and raised his arms to emphasize his obvious passion for singing, then he started to sing a song in English. You were laughing and had to sit him down to improve his skills in English as he was the leader of Infinite.
“I am Dongwoo, I have very nice eyes! Thank you~” Dongwoo bowed as he stood in front of you in the busy room. Everyone else was either busy studying English for their American press conference, getting make-up on, or playing around, trying to calm their nerves. You nodded with a smile at Dongwoo
“Okay, that’s good! I think you should go with ‘I am Dongwoo. I am known for my deep eyes. Thank you for coming out here today!’” Dongwoo’s eyes widened with confusion, having no understanding of what you just said. You translated in Korean and he gave you a long, “Ohhhh,”
“Hello! I am Dongwoo. I know for my deep eyes. Thank you for today~” From your wrinkled eyebrows, he could see that he failed with his grammar. He begun to frown and you were shaking your head, saying that it was okay and comforting him. “You did just fine. Don’t worry, okay?” You had your hands on his shoulders, face to face with him. Dongwoo gave you a small smile and hugged you tightly for support.
“I want to make love to fans!”
Your eyes jumped out of your forehead at the live talk with Infinite on a talk show in England. The fans and the MCs were laughing hysterically. Woohyun looked up at you with lost eyes and you spoke into your microphone. “I think he meant ‘I want to give love to the fans’ instead of making love…” Everyone continued to laugh as Infinite wasn’t understanding the situation. You tried to whisper over the loud laughs and translated what Woohyun said. All of the members’ eyes widened just as yours did before. You cupped your hands around Woohyun’s ear and told him to say something.
“I hope the fans want to make love to me too~” Woohyun proudly said, having complete comprehension of the phrase. It was made to be a joke and the crowd laughed even more. You patted Woohyun on the back, glad he said it almost perfectly with just a hint of his adorable accent.
“Yo! I am Hoya! I am the dancing machine for Infinite!” Hoya and you were the only ones in the room while everyone went out to eat their lunch. You felt the need to brush up on his English a little more. He bowed with a smile as you sat on your chair in front of him. He then sat down next to you.
“Hoya, I heard you can do other things in the group besides dancing. What else are you good at?” you slowly asked your question to test him and you were confident Hoya understood the overall part of your question. He nodded his head and after a few moments when your sentence ended, his eyes and mouth lit up as if a lightbulb went off above his head. “I rap and sing,” he replied with a smile. You told him to say that he was a triple threat. Hoya was definitely lost in your words now. You grabbed a piece of paper and a marker to show him the word triple in English. “Triple…” he mumbled next to you. “Good, good!” you exclaimed. He was on the right track, but how to explain threat… You suddenly drew a needle and thread and pointed at the thread. “Triple thread?” The way Hoya said thread was similar to the sound of threat, so you laughed and told him it was close enough.
“I am triple thread!” Hoya begun to dance and you shook your head, thinking thie progress with him was good enough to eat lunch.
“I am Sungyeol, the choding!” Sungyeol smiled next to you on his chair in the room as the others were working with each other on their English skills.
“No!” You held both of your hands out to stop him form continuing anymore. Choding in Korean meant elementary school kid, but once a person says it in the English world, it totally meant something different…
“Say ‘I am Sungyeol, the funny one!’” Sungyeol’s eyes lit up, nodding with excitement. It made you proud that he enjoyed to learn English.
“I am Sungyeol, the fun guy~” Sungyeol winked as he pointed both of his fingers at you. Your palm held your forehead while you sighed heavily, wondering when his English will be to your satisfaction.
“I am L. I like to eat noodles and I’m one of the vocalists for Infinite,” Myungsoo gave a side smile and bowed his head slightly at you. Myungsoo never failed to impress you with his near-perfect English with his cute Korean accent. Disregarding his little mistakes, he was a smart kid, especially when it came to languages.
“What do you do as your role as visual?” Your chin was in your palms as your stood elbows on the table. Myungsoo fiddled with his fingers, eyes roaming around the ceiling to find an answer. “Being visual is easy. You just look good,” Then he suddenly did one of his infamous poses, the hand over his eyes as if the sun was shining bright into his eyes. You slid a book in front towards him.
“It’ll be useful,” you said in Korean. Myungsoo turned the book over and it was a Korean-English dictionary and thesaurus too. He laughed dryly at the sight of it, pretending that he didn’t need to improve his English. But English was actually hard for him - you were just a really great teacher. Also, Myungsoo enjoyed spending time with you and if reading the dictionary was what you wanted him to do, he was glad to do it. Myungsoo looked up from the book and flashed a smile in your direction. “Okay,”
Sungjong was standing next to the table, constantly looking down at the paper and up to the ceiling to try his best to remember his lines. Testing time was coming up between the two of you and he didn’t want to make any mistakes. Sungjong, after the hundredth time from practicing to himself, finally looked at you, folded the paper into his pocket, and sat down right beside you. Like always, he had his energetic smile. Unfortunately, it wasn’t doing a good job of covering his nervousness that could be seen easily behind his eyes.
“Introduce yourself,” you ordered warmly in English.
“Hello, I am Sungjong and I am the…” Sungjong’s eyes suddenly widened and he trembled with worry. “I am the…” He repeated the end of his sentence again, yet nothing came out like before. You held back your laughter from how cute he was reacting and told him it was okay to look at his paper. He quickly attempted to pull out the folded paper in his front pocket of his jeans. While he tried to unfold it, the paper wasn’t cooperating and it flew to the ground from Sungjong’s fingers. He made high-pitched sounds, obviously annoyed by both the paper and his forgetfulness. Your hand found its way to his shoulder, making him look up at you with lost puppy eyes.
“It’s okay, Sungjong,” His lips puckered bashfully, picked up the paper, and left it on his lap. You rubbed his shoulder to comfort him. “Let’s just practice some more, just you and me, okay?” You grabbed the paper and put it on the table, leaving nothing for him to study off of except himself. Sungjong nodded with a small smile, realizing he needed more time to study with you - not a piece of paper.
There were 10 messages I received and I’d like to thank myunggyuuu, dinogyu, nam-jjikjjik, and the seven anons who sent them! You guys are the best and I’m hoping to bounce back slowly into my writing phase once again. Small warning, I do have school now but writing is something I enjoy and want to do all the time, so I’ll try my very best to update! Thanks again!
Requested by: thetruthaboutmyforever
You slowly awoke on the airplane, rubbing your eyes in the comfortable seat beside Myungsoo. He sat to the right of the window. The sky was an abyss of darkness and had gray clouds in the midst of it. You took a quick glance at your cell phone and realized that you slept for several hours.
You noticed what possibly woke you from your slumber. Myungsoo sat with his normal poker face as he watched a movie with earphones plugged into his ears. The movie was nearing its climax, thus the music rose in volume as well. You blinked several times, still drowsy from your sleep. One could only assume he was watching a romantic movie and the couple were in the middle of a fight amongst a filled restaurant. You begun to shake off your daze with your attention for the movie, even though you couldn’t listen in onto the movie. Suddenly, Myungsoo paused the movie and turned his head towards you, realizing your chin was hovering over his shoulder.
“Did I wake you?” He pulled off the ear plug away from his right ear, having at least one ear to listen to your soft voice. You glimpsed at the small screen where the movie was paused. “Just a little bit,” you whispered in the quiet airplane. You lost your attention for Myungsoo for a bit, seeing that everyone was asleep.
“I’m sorry,” Myungsoo apologized, causing your eyes to focus back on him. You reassured him until you paused for a moment, noticing a change in his face. How deep & dark his eye bags were, how even his flawless skin had signs of some acne coming up…
What worried you the most were his dry lips in the form of a wide frown.
Your palm, without a single thought, caressed his cheek as your thumb moved back and forth to feel his beautiful skin. “Is everything all right, Myungsoo?” Your question received a nod from him. He didn’t make eye contact and just let your hand hold his face without acknowledging your existence. You decided to cup his face with both palms, in hopes he would look into your eyes. Success occurred.
“Tell me what’s wrong,” you whispered warmly into his face, hands still cupping his cheeks. His eyelids flickered and you weren’t sure what he was feeling.
“I just…” You felt Myungsoo hold his breath. The outer layer of Myungsoo’s eyes begun to fill with water. Over the unmovable arm seat, you hugged him tightly, regardless of his unknown situation. He hugged back and started to release his feelings onto the shoulder of your shirt. It didn’t matter though, especially when it came to Myungsoo.
He sobbed silently and you hushed him gently, hands rubbing his back with every ounce of love and compassion you had. Minutes, that felt like many empathetic hours, passed and he soon stopped crying. Myungsoo pulled away and wiped his leftover tears off with the backs of his hands. “Honey…” Your hand rubbed his upper arm now. The feeling of his black, wool hoodie was nice to the touch, but anything that Myungsoo wore was nice to the touch really. “Is there anything I can do to make you feel better?”
His head shook left to right calmly as he continued to wipe his tears, now with the sleeves of his jacket. Your heart ached to see him like this, and to know that you couldn’t do anything to make him feel better caused even more pain. You grabbed his hands in yours and kissed him lightly on the cheek, tasting some left over saltiness. “I hope you feel better, whatever the problem may be, okay?” Myungsoo was breathing like any person who just cried breathed like, in heavy, choppy pants. His eyes closed and he nodded in gratefulness of your comfort.
The night went on with your head leaning on his his right shoulder, holding hands in his lap to finish the movie. At the end of it, you looked up at Myungsoo, seeing that he was in a state of numbness. His face was back to normal and his eyes weren’t red anymore, as if he didn’t cry in the first place. “I love you, Kim Myungsoo,” you breathed tenderly nearby his neck. His eyes glanced down at you and he broke out of his neutral trance, giving you a small smile.
“I love you too,” his voice whispered huskily over your face. Afterwards, he kissed your forehead and had his right arm over your shoulder, pulling you closer to his body. Eyes closed, you inhaled his heavenly scent, and fell asleep on his shoulder, hoping he would feel better in the morning. If only you knew that he surely would. Myungsoo would always be better because he had you and your love in his world. Right after you dozed off, Myungsoo drifted off too, with his head on yours.