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TREASURE Jihoon Drabble: Clumsy Instructor

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Jihoon was genuinely trying hard to teach you how to skate. It's not like he was a pro either but when you noticed him picking up a new hobby you wanted to support him by participating & he would not dare to decline your request. However, explaining was none of his strenghts... "You gotta go like 'swoosh swoosh'- ...no no, with the left, watch it! YES and now let go, LET GO!". Was it stressing you out? Yes. You couldn't do anything productive with those instructions. The poor boy was startled when you just kept giggling while stepping off the board. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Surprise Surprise! I will get myself to try out to write drabbles so if you have anything in mind pls don’t hesitate to request a member and a few keywords or genre ✌️🥰 Niwi~

this one right here got it the playful switching was what really got me and the cute lil robot 🤩

— Synopsis: As Jihoon lets Beep Boop keep you company while he works. In a genuine moment, you reveal your growing feelings for Jihoon to Beep Boop, unaware that he had already arrived home and overheard your heartfelt confession on his computer—thanks to Beep Boop's recording, which captured everything throughout the day. — WC: 6.3k — WARNINGS: Recollection, smut, oral (m. receiving), masturbation (both receiving), cock riding, clit stimulation, edging, dirty talk, slight bondage? (you pin jihoon's arms up with your hands), mentions of soft cock. [Issue Club Serie] — This is a part 2 of Shy!Woozi. Check the Part 1

You've discovered that Jihoon only needed a little push. Whenever conversations seemed to subside, you attempted to lead them into unfamiliar waters, always careful to keep things comfortable for him. It was all about balance, really.

Like that time you noticed him getting a bit quiet, and you casually asked about his computer's brand and what he thought was the best for working with music. His eyes lit up, and suddenly he had a full article ready in his head. 

And even though it wasn't exactly your cup of tea, you found yourself genuinely engaged by the passion in his voice. Making Jihoon feel appreciated and comfortable was a priority, and seeing him relax around you was priceless.

He started reciprocating in his own way, paying attention to the little things that made you happy.

One day, he noticed the tiny glitters you applied to the corners of your eyes. He seemed enchanted by how they sparkled every time you moved. He shyly asked how you did that, and before long, he was sitting on your bed as you showed him every type, color, and format of glitter you had in your vanity, all enthusiastic about it. 

You demonstrated by smudging some on his forearm, showing how it looked on skin. Jihoon might not have been overly fascinated by makeup, but the feeling of your fingers on his arm made it all worth it for him.

Jihoon was incredibly observant. He noticed how much you liked those glitters, and one day, sent Beep Boop to your door. When you opened it, the robot held a cute bag.

“What is it this time, Beep Boop?” you asked, smiling.

“Glitter,” the robot replied in its robotic voice.

You jumped in front of Beep Boop, eyes wide with excitement. “No way! Jihoon, you’re the best!” You hugged the robot, causing Jihoon to laugh sincerely in his bedroom as he controlled the robot.

Another memorable moment was when Jihoon came back from the supermarket. As he walked past your window, he saw you curled up under the covers with a bowl of ice cream, watching what looked like a romantic movie.

It suddenly clicked in his mind that it was Valentine's Day. He wasn’t quite ready to give you something in person, but he still wanted to make the day special for you. He sent Beep Boop again, this time carrying a bouquet and a heart-shaped box of chocolates.

You remembered how it felt to open the door to Beep Boop on Valentine’s Day. The sight of the bouquet and the chocolates made your heart flutter. You knew it was Jihoon's way of reaching out, and it meant the world to you.

“Beep Boop, are these from Jihoon?” you asked, though you already knew the answer.

“Yes,” the robot replied.

You grinned widely. “Tell Jihoon thank you. This is so sweet.”

Beep Boop gave a little nod before rolling away, and you closed the door, clutching the bouquet and chocolates to your chest.

There was that one embarrassing time when your period came unexpectedly and you realized you were out of tampons and pads. You couldn't leave home, and your friends were unavailable. Feeling desperate, you messaged Jihoon, asking if he could send Beep Boop to your door. He complied immediately.

Even though you were just asking a robot, you felt shy when Beep Boop appeared at your door. Opening it slowly, you couldn’t help but feel embarrassed.

“Do you need help?” Beep Boop asked, its robotic voice echoing in the hallway.

Taking a deep breath, you whispered, “Can you buy me some pads? I’ll pay you back later.”

There was a brief silence as Jihoon, back in his room, tried to figure out which brand to get. Then, the screen on Beep Boop's face displayed several options. You blushed, covering your mouth with your hand as you clicked on the brand you usually buy.

A smiley face appeared on Beep Boop’s screen. “Don’t worry about it. It’s normal for people of the female gender.”

You chuckled at the awkward phrasing, realizing it was probably a default response from the pad's search. Jihoon must have clicked the wrong button. You could just imagine him, hand clapped to his forehead, before heading to the convenience store to get what you needed.

A while later, you heard a knock on your door. Opening it, you found Jihoon standing there with a plastic bag containing several packs of pads. Your face turned red, feeling mortified.

“I thought Beep Boop was going to bring them,” you mumbled through your fingers.

Jihoon chuckled, handing you the bag. “Yeah, he gave me some problems earlier. Sorry about that.”

You laughed, recalling the robot’s awkward “impact phrase.” It eased your shyness a bit. “Thank you so much, Jihoon. How much was it?”

He waved his hand dismissively. “You don’t have to pay me back. It was nothing.”

As he turned to leave, Jihoon pretended not to notice the small stain on your shorts, sparing you further embarrassment.

[...]

Today was your first day of vacation, and you were excited to spend it relaxing. You decided to message Jihoon to see if he wanted to come over to your house.

"Hey Jihoon! It's my first day of vacation. Do you want to come over today?"

A few moments later, his reply came. "Hey! I'd love to, but I have to go to my job in person today."

You frowned at the message, feeling a bit disappointed. But then, another message popped up. "Do you want Beep Boop to spend the day with you instead?"

You thought about it sincerely, glancing at the cold windows outside. Staying indoors seemed like the perfect plan for such a gloomy day. "Yeah, that sounds great. Thanks, Jihoon."

“Awesome! I’ll set him up before I leave. I’ve made some upgrades to Beep Boop, so you can talk with him. I can't answer you while I'm at work, but Beep Boop can keep you company. And I'll join you when I get home."

You smiled, feeling a bit better. “Thanks, Jihoon. Have a good day at work!”

“You too! Beep Boop will be there soon.”

True to his word, Jihoon made some last-minute touches, so you could have actual conversations with him throughout the day. 

He even left the camera on all day, so he could watch what you did, planning to watch you later.

As the hours passed, you found yourself enjoying the company of Beep Boop. The robot helped you cook by spelling out the recipe, and you laughed as it walked around your house, its mechanical movements strangely adorable. 

You even asked for its opinion on the best glitter color to apply to your eyes, and Beep Boop responded with a surprisingly insightful answer. 

You smiled, applying the suggested glitter before turning on Netflix. You and Beep Boop searched for a movie, finally settling on a romantic comedy. The robot even offered commentary during the film, making you laugh with its robotic take on human emotions.

After the movie ended, you found yourself talking to Beep Boop about your life. It was oddly therapeutic, even though you knew it couldn't truly understand.

“Beep Boop,” you called.

“Yes?” the robot answered promptly.

You hesitated, not sure how to begin. “So, there's someone I’ve been thinking about a lot lately…”

“I see. It sounds like this person is important to you.”

You sighed. “Well, he’s really kind and thoughtful. Like, he does all these little things for me that make me feel special. But I’m not sure if it’s because he likes me or if he’s just being nice.”

“Have you considered talking to him about your feelings?”

“I have, but I’m scared. What if he doesn’t feel the same way? I don’t want to ruin what we have.”

The robot tilted its head slightly, a gesture Jihoon must have programmed. "It is normal to be afraid of rejection. But sometimes taking that risk is the only way to be certain."

You bit your lip, pondering Beep Boop’s words. “What if I’m... What if I’m liking Jihoon?” you finally blurted out your feelings about Beep Boop's creator. 

"He has shown that he cares about you. It's possible that he may feel the same way."

You chuckled, finding the robot's advice strangely comforting. "What if I'm liking Jihoon more than just a friend?"

There was a pause, and you started to notice that Beep Boop's responses wavered. 

"What if Jihoon feels the same way about you?"

You blinked, realizing something was different. The tone was...off. You felt a sudden apprehension.

Jihoon, who had just arrived home and was heading to his bedroom to shower, paused when he heard the conversation through his computer. He listened intently as you poured out your heart to Beep Boop. 

The robot turned to you, its camera focusing on your face; You were glowing from the light of your television, your finger parting your lips slightly. Jihoon was looking at your mirrored image on his computer's screen. 

You frowned, looking at the robot. “Jihoon?”

“Yes, it’s me,” Jihoon replied, his voice now, clear. “I’m home.”

You froze, realizing that Jihoon had been listening. "Oh my god, Jihoon. I...I didn't mean for you to hear all that."

Jihoon, now visible on the robot's screen, looked timid but sincere.

"Since the day you moved into the neighborhood, I couldn't stop thinking about you. You were this amazing person right next door, but… I couldn't bring myself to come down and talk to you directly." 

Your heart pounded in your chest as you listened to his confession. 

Jihoon continued, "Beep Boop was the only way I could be around you all the time without freaking out. But I think it's time I stop hiding behind a robot."

You were speechless for a moment, processing his words.

"Jihoon, I honestly had no idea. I thought you saw me as a neighbor or a friend."

He smiled, a genuine, heartfelt smile.

"You've been more than that to me. You made me feel admired and comfortable, even with my awkwardness. I realized I needed to take a chance and tell you how I feel." Jihoon pauses before closing his eyes and taking a deep breath.  "I’ll be there in a minute, okay?”

Beep Boop’s face, for the first time, turned off in front of you. Your heart pounded in your chest as you waited for Jihoon’s arrival. 

You heard the knock on your door, and every step you took felt slower, heavier with expectation.

When you opened the door, Jihoon didn’t wait before pulling you into a hug. He wasn’t usually a big fan of hugs, but he needed this one, and maybe it was a way to hide his red face against your neck. He smelled like he had just left the bath, a mix of fresh soap and something uniquely Jihoon.

You pulled him inside, your hands roaming his back, feeling the tension and relief in his muscles. You giggled softly, breaking the silence. “I know you’re hiding your face.”

He chuckled, his breath warm against your skin. “I’m too red right now to face you.”

You pouted, resting your chin on his shoulder. “But I want to kiss you…”

Jihoon’s body tensed for a moment before he pulled back slightly, just enough to look into your eyes. His face was indeed flushed, but there was a smile playing on his lips. “You do?”

You nodded, your own cheeks heating up. “Yes. I’ve been wanting to for a while now.”

His eyes softened, and he reached up to gently cup your face. “Then kiss me.”

You leaned in, closing the small distance between you, your lips meeting his in a soft, tentative kiss. It was sweet and gentle, yet filled with the assumed emotions you both had been carrying. Jihoon’s arms tightened around you, pulling you closer, deepening the kiss just a bit more.

The moment you both paused to catch your breath, it felt like a magnetic pull drawing you back together. You couldn’t stop kissing Jihoon, pushing him step by step until he rested against the sideboard. His kisses broke into a chuckle as he felt your desperate kisses on his smile.

"Sorry," you mumbled, cheeks flushed. Your hands slid from him, falling to your sides as you took a step back. The smile never left your lips; you were so happy to kiss his rosy lips.

Jihoon, ever the observant one, had noticed your hesitations, the way you always took a step back, afraid to rush him. But what you didn’t realize was that he wanted you to rush him. He wanted you to hug him until he was breathless, to touch his hair like you always complimented it. He didn’t want you to hold back—he wanted you to step further.

Seeing you hold back again, he touched your hand, pulling you against his chest. "Don’t hold back anymore," he murmured against your lips. Your breath trembled at his words, like receiving a long-awaited answer.

"But I don’t want to push you too far," you protested, unsure of the right words.

Jihoon held your face, making you look at him. "I’m being honest. I won’t break if you do." His hands slid to your waist, squeezing gently. You gasped against his lips, and he stole a quick peck.

You were already overwhelmed, his warm hands heating your belly skin through your top, his unwavering eyes fixed on you, his voice so sure of what he wanted. "Are you really letting me do whatever I want?" 

He smiled, his eyes sparkling. "What do you want to do?"

Closing your eyes, you felt the words on your tongue but struggled to speak. Gathering all the courage in the world, Jihoon kissed a single peck on your neck to gauge your reaction, holding back a smile as you melted against him.

"I want you," you finally whispered. His touch makes the words roll off your mouth.

"Then take me," he whispered back, his tone a raspy plea.

You gather Jihoon's long hair from the nape of his neck, pulling gently before kissing him again. Incredibly, he loosens up too, sucking your tongue and pulling you closer to his body. The bulge pressing against your sex through his shorts makes your heart race, the proof of his lust melting you from the inside out.

Jihoon flinches slightly when your hand slides to the hem of his shirt, guiding him toward your bedroom, your fingers brushing against his lower abdomen. As you bite his earlobe upon reaching the bedroom, your hands slide inside his shirt, moving up and down, feeling his waist. 

His smooth skin turns into a sea of shivers, his body hair bristles under your touch, and a shy moan escapes his mouth involuntarily. You realize that the thing you love the most isn't glitters or romantic movies anymore—it's the way Jihoon moans at your slightest touch.

You grasp the hem of his shirt, pushing it up. Jihoon helps you remove the clothing, and you have to remind yourself to close your mouth before you drool. Under his oversized clothing, you never expected such a defined body—a full six-pack, strong arms, and a chiseled chest. 

Your eyes trace every line from his abdomen to his chest, down to the veins on his arms, and that single vein that disappears into his shorts.

“Jihoon,” you whisper, as your hand slides over his torso.

He shivers, his breath hitching. “Y-yes?”

“You’re so fucking hot,” you murmur, your hand moving up to his chest, feeling the rapid beat of his heart. “Did you know that?”

His cheeks turn a deep shade of red, his eyes incompetent to meet yours. “I, uh, I didn’t…”

You smirk, your fingers tracing the line of his hip. “You’re so shy, Jihoon,” you tease gently, your hand sliding lower, to the waistband of his shorts. “But you don’t have to be with me.”

His breath hitches again, and he stutters, “I know that, I’m just… not used to this.”

You smile, your lips brushing against his collarbone. “Then let me help you get used to it.”

Your hand slides into his shorts, feeling the hard length of his cock. Jihoon gasps, his hips bucking slightly into your touch. You look up at him, his face flushed, his eyes half-closed in pleasure.

“Do you like this?” you ask softly, your fingers wrapping around him.

He nods, his voice a shaky whisper. “Yes… a lot.”

You move your hand slowly, eliciting a low moan from him. “Good,” you whisper, your lips finding his again. “I want to make you feel good, Jihoon.”

His hands grasp at your hips, pulling you closer. “H-hm, you already do,” he murmurs against your lips.

You can't help but chuckle, teasingly saying, "Already so worked up, Jihoonie?" 

With your free hand, you tug down his shorts and underwear, letting them fall to the floor. You push him onto the bed, and he props himself up on his elbows, his eyes fixed on you. Slowly, you pull off your top, followed by your shorts and panties, never breaking eye contact.

“Shit...” Jihoon breathes out, his eyes raking over your body as you straddle him. He looks almost dazed, knowing full well he won’t last long once you start.

You can see the precum glistening at the tip of his cock. Smiling, you circle the head with your wet palm before sliding down his length, his abdomen trembling in response. Jihoon covers his eyes with his arm, his body reacting to your touch in a way that makes you feel powerful.

"Look at you," you mewl, observing how his cock turns red from the friction. But your gaze travels upward, noticing his flushed skin spreading from his shoulders to his nipples, neck, and cheeks. He’s absolutely breathtaking like this.

Taking advantage of Jihoon’s covered eyes, you lean down, enveloping his cock with your hot mouth in a single quick move. He gasps, his eyes flying open to see if it’s real. He clutches the duvet tightly, his knuckles white with the power of his grip. You can taste the salty precum on your tongue, that doesnt stop flowing, a sign that you’re doing something right.

Jihoon’s breath comes in ragged gasps as you bob your head, the slick suction sounds filling the room. “Just like that,” he moans, his voice strained.

You hum around him, sending vibrations through his length. His hips jerk involuntarily, pushing deeper into your mouth. You can feel him getting closer, his cock pulsing with need. You pull back slightly, just enough to tease him with your tongue, tracing patterns on the sensitive tip.

He whimpers, his eyes half-lidded with lust. “Please,” he begs, making you fold at his desperate tone. 

You give him a wicked smile before taking him deep again, your tongue working in tandem with your hand. Jihoon’s moans grow louder, his body tensing as he approaches the edge. You can feel the heat building inside him, his release is imminent.

Jihoon’s elbows start to lose strength, but he manages to slide a hand to the back of your neck, his fingers tangling in your hair. You smile around his cock before taking a deep breath, relaxing your jaw, and taking him deep into your throat. 

You hold him there for a few seconds before pulling back up to the tip, gagging slightly.

His body shudders, and he collapses onto his back, his breath coming in ragged gasps. “Are you okay?” 

You nod, giving him a reassuring smile as you slurp at his tip, your hands gently rolling his balls. His jaw dropped, and his eyes squeezed shut in pleasure. You can sense his orgasm building, his body trembling under you.

But just as he’s about to tip over the edge, you pull your mouth away, teasingly licking the length of his cock but never fully touching it. Jihoon whimpers, his voice strained with desperation. “No… please…” he moans, his hips bucking slightly, seeking your touch.

You smirk, watching him struggle to control his sanity. “Do you want more, Jihoon?” you ask slyly.

His voice just seems to stay in his throat, and you like that.

You lean in closer, your breath hot against his sensitive skin. “Tell me what you want,” you whisper, your fingers lightly tracing his length, making him shiver.

“I want you… please… don’t stop,” he moans, his voice breaking with need.

Satisfied with his plea, you finally take him back into your mouth, sucking him with a fresh push. His moans become louder, more desperate, as he nears the brink once more.

"Y/N... Oh God"

Jihoon’s body tenses, his hips bucking involuntarily as he reaches his peak. With a final, throaty moan, he comes hard, his cum exploding inside your mouth. You swallow, savoring the taste of him, as you continue to gently suckle until he’s completely spent.

Your mouth is making Jihoon sensitive, and even in his weakened state from the orgasm, he instinctively pulls your jaw away from his cock. The rough grip makes you hitch a breath, your pussy dripping a line on the duvet. 

You feel a desperate need for any touch from him. He notices by the way your mouth stays open, needily, as he holds your jaw.

Seeing you like this, Jihoon's cock twitched, wanting to stand proud again. If he’d known how desperate you were for him, he would have eaten you out on his bed that day you came over to his house to see his Funko Pop collection. 

His thumb rests on your cheek, then slides inside your mouth, pressing your tongue down. You cry, furrowing your eyebrows, rolling your tongue around the digit before closing your lips around it.

"It seems like you enjoy it?" Jihoon teases, his voice shy but gaining enthusiasm. “You like being needy for me?”

You whimper, his words making you melt. Seeing you fold to his touch, he gains confidence, seeing how you respond to his words. Jihoon slides his fingers out of your mouth with a cute pop, making you lay on him. 

Your legs are straddling him on either side, your head resting next to his, as your chest presses against his. Before letting his fingers caress your wet pussy, his hand slides down your back and squeezes your ass.

He can feel you trembling, and Jihoon feels each quiver in his chest. He’s surprised by how wet you are, and his fingers may 'accidentally' slip inside. Without realizing it, your hips grind against him to feel more of his fingers, the tips circling your clit, as he feels you throbbing on the skin of his digits.

You knew that the moment Jihoon touched you, you would lose control. Your whimpers and pants don’t go unnoticed, especially since they’re right in his ear, his eyes closing in delight at the sound.

“I need to confess something,” Jihoon says.

You hum in response, the only sound you can manage. His other arm hugs your waist as he begins.

 ''I knew exactly what you were doing that day.''

"Hm?"  

"That day… you were touching yourself in front of your window, pretending you didn’t know I was watching."

Your cheeks are burning hot, and your eyes enlarge. 

Jihoon continues, his fingers teasing your clit. “You thought you were being discreet, but I could see everything.'' 

He shuts his eyes, remembering what he saw that day through your window. 

"I could see your fingers sliding inside you, could hear you moaning all needy even through the glass. And you know what? I couldn't stop myself from watching."

You chuckle into his ear, moaning softly, revealing yourself, exposing your little plan. 

“I fucking knew it,” he scoffs, slapping your ass. “You wanted me to watch, didn’t you?”

You moan at the impact, your body hugging him, trying to channel the pleasure somewhere.   Jihoon’s fingers keep working you, but every time he feels your clit throb, announcing your close orgasm, he pulls his fingers away, making you cry out in frustration. 

“Jihoon, please,” you beg, your voice shaky.

“I want to see how badly you need it.”

He continues talking, every word dripping with teasing. “I could see you, all needy and desperate. Your fingers weren’t enough, were they? You wanted me to be the one making you cum.”

You hiccup, the words wreaking havoc on your mind, and a mess between your legs, you can feel yourself sopping his abdomen. You were completely at his mercy.

Jihoon’s fingers return to your clit, teasing the swollen nerve. “You’re so wet for me,” he says, his voice cooing.

You groan, your hips grinding against his fingers. “Please, Jihoon, I can’t take it.”

He chuckles, enjoying your desperation. “You can. And you will. Just a little longer, okay?”

You nod while biting your lip. Jihoon's fingers work you ably, bringing you closer and closer before pulling away at the last moment.  

He smirks, enjoying the control. "I felt so bad because I couldn’t stop touching myself when I saw you that day."

Your body melts into his, almost limp, your fingers losing their grip on his biceps as your moans turn into quivering pants from all the teasing. His fingers are suddenly still on your clit, and he coos at you, savoring the sight of you squirming so prettily. He’s been edging you for what feels like forever, and while he can’t help but enjoy it, a hint of concern creeps in.

“Do you want to cum, baby?” he asks, his tone sly-sweet.

You nod with a painful whimper.

“Sorry for making you wait so long,” he murmurs, not sounding sorry at all. 

His hand moves to the side, circling your clit from an awkward angle, and before you can wonder why, he slides you down, thrusting upwards. His cock glides into you all at once, the messy state of your pussy making it easy for him to slide in.

You're so sensitive, that you can feel every little fold of his cock, the bulge of the head, and it was all too much. 

Your entire body becomes acutely aware, your head lifting to look at his face. You feel almost pathetic, knowing what’s about to happen.

Your eyes squeezed shut, jaw falling open as your pussy swallowed him inside, cumming on his first thrust. His fingers increased the speed on your clit, and you finally let out a cry, your head falling onto his shoulder again.

“Did you just cum from me sliding in?” Jihoon teased, his voice full of disbelief. “Fuck, you’re so sensitive.”

“Jihoon,” you cringed on his shoulder. 

“I knew you’d cum soon, but this?” he murmured, his own voice trembling as he realized how close he was to the edge too. “You’re going to make me lose it.”

He leans in to kiss you, but you pull back, a teasing smile on your face. Jihoon frowns, whimpering, following your face to try to kiss you again, but you dodge it. Smiling, you lift yourself slowly, then sink back down onto his cock, taking him deeper inside you.

You can feel every inch of him filling you up, the stretch is deliciously intense. Jihoon's face contorts with in pleasure, his mouth falling open as his close shut. His body arches, and the hand on your throat tightens involuntarily.

You suddenly remove his hands from your throat and your ass, guiding them to the top of his head. His fingers feel warm and slightly trembling against yours as you place them where you want them. Jihoon knows he could easily break free, but the temptation to see what you’ll do next is too great.

His once-cute expression transforms into something completely naughty, his lips caught between his teeth as he grins up at you. 

“You were so shy a few minutes ago, and now look at you,” you tease, raising yourself before sinking back down on him, eliciting a throaty moan from his lips. “Where’s the boy who needed a robot to talk to me?”

He chuckles, the sound vibrating through you. “That boy’s gone,” he manages to say, his voice breathy.

You start to roll your hips, riding him with a determined rhythm that makes him lose his mind. Each slam of your pussy onto his cock feels like you’re trying to obliterate every trace of his existence. The thought alone sends a shiver down his spine, straight to his cock.

“I’m going to ruin you,” you whisper, your voice dripping with lust and promise.

Jihoon groans, his eyes rolling back slightly as he feels you tighten around him. "I’m already there," he admits, his voice strained. "You’ve got me right where you want me."

You grin, savoring the power you have over him, and continue your relentless pace. His hands stay obediently where you placed them, his body writhing beneath you as he succumbs completely to your touch. Every ride, every roll of your hips, drives him closer to the edge, and he knows there’s no turning back.

You slide your hands off his and down his arms, feeling the hard lines of his muscles under your palms. Jihoon's body reacts like a wave, shivering and contorting with every touch. 

You gather your hair, the heat in your body intensifying with every passing second. The pleasure spreads through you like wildfire, leaving a trail of burning need in its wake. You hold your hair in one hand, the other bracing against his abdomen.

Jihoon's eyes widen at the sight before him. A single drop of sweat slides down the middle of your breasts, glistening as it travels over your belly. Your head is thrown back, exposing the perfect curve of your neck, your tits bouncing with every downward thrust. Your pussy clenches around him, gripping him so tightly that he can barely think.

His fingers tighten on the sheets above his head, fighting the overwhelming urge to grab you and flip you onto all fours. He’s teetering on the edge, desperate not to cum too soon. He tries to think of anything else—natural disasters, money laundering scandals, food waste—anything to distract himself.

But then you say, "Ah ah, open your eyes for me,"

He curses you in his mind because the view he’s about to witness will destroy any hope of holding back.

 He opens his eyes reluctantly, and the sight of you riding him, the look of raw pleasure on your face, is enough to push him right to the brink.

“Slow down,” he begs, his voice trembling as his eyes roll back, overcome with the intensity of your movements. The sight of him like this—so utterly undone—almost makes you cum on the spot, but you maintain your steady rhythm.

“You want me to slow down?” you taunt, a wicked grin spreading across your face. “But you look so pretty when you’re falling apart like this.”

Jihoon’s grip on the sheets tightens, his knuckles turning white. “Y/N, please,” he groans, his voice breaking. “I can’t... I can’t hold on if you keep going like this.”

“Isn’t that the point?”

The desperation in his voice piques your interest, propelling you to push him harder. "I want you to fill me up until there is no more space, until your cum is spilling out of me. I want to feel you mark me with every single drop you have.”

You can feel him tense, a deep moan escaping from his chest as he finally lets go. You cross the border when you feel his hot cum covering your walls and filling you. You find yourself trembling and struggling to breathe as your own orgasm bursts through you.

Jihoon’s release is strong, his body arching as he pumps into you, his grip on the sheets tightening. Your senses are overwhelmed by the volume of his thick and hot cum, which fills you to the brim. 

The feeling of being so thoroughly claimed, so utterly marked, makes you feel light-headed.

Your legs begin to feel like jelly, and the ache from your current position becomes more evident. Your balance falters, and Jihoon, feeling your wavering, ignores your earlier command to hold his hands back. His hands instinctively go to your aid, stabilizing your quivering body.

You laugh at your state as he supports you up, feeling giddy at the situation.

"Are you good?" Jihoon asks.

You nod, a lazy smile spreading across your face. "I'm full," you say, glancing down at where your bodies are still connected.

Jihoon's eyes follow yours, and a soft chuckle escapes him. "I can see that," he murmurs, his hands gentle as they caress your sides. "I can't believe we just did that."

"Yeah," you hiss as you get up slowly, feeling the ache in your legs finally stretching out, and noticing the mess sliding out of you. 

You glance down where you were sitting on him, admiring the white ribbons dripping out of you, around his cock, but Jihoon stops you before you can focus too much on it.

"I think I'm gonna take a bath," you think aloud, "or I'll just pass out on you like this."

Jihoon gulps, his gaze flickering nervously. You furrow your brow, genuinely confused. "What's wrong?" you ask, tilting your head.

He shifts uncomfortably, his cheeks coloring slightly. "Um, I... I don't want you to see me, uh, soft," he admits.

You roll your eyes playfully, a smirk tugging at your lips. "Oh, please," you tease, moving closer to him. "You think I'm only into you when you're hard?"

He stays shy, and you playfully suggest, "Why don't you take a bath with me? I promise I won't look."

Jihoon hesitates for a moment, then breaks into a smile and nods. "Okay, sure," he agrees, his cheeks still tinted pink.

You beam at him, delighted that he's willing to join you. "Great! I'll go first, then," you say, stepping carefully to avoid dripping on the floor.

Jihoon chuckles softly at your clumsiness, finding it endearing. "Take your time," he calls after you as you disappear into the bathroom.

The idea of bathing together feels even more intimate than what you just shared in bed. The thought of being naked together in the warm water, the steam enveloping you both, brings a different kind of closeness. 

As Jihoon enters the bathroom, you turn your back to give him privacy, feeling the warm water cascade down your skin. The sound of him entering the shower reaches your ears, and you smile, knowing he's joining you.

You grab some body soap and pour it into his waiting hands, laughing softly as the foam starts to build between your fingers and over your skin. "Here, help me with this," you say, offering him the liquid soap.

Jihoon takes the liquid soap, and soon you're both covered in foamy suds, the bathroom filling with a fresh, clean scent. He wraps his arms around you in a slippery hug, both of you chuckling at the comical situation.

"You're so slippery," Jihoon remarks, giggling, as he tries to keep his grip on you.

You laugh softly, turning to face him now that you're both thoroughly soaped up. "It's the soap's fault," you tease, rubbing your hands over his shoulders to spread the suds.

After the bath, you and Jihoon towel off and slip into clean sheets, savoring the new, cool comfort against your skin. Just as you’re about to settle in, Beep Boop rolls into the room, his wheels humming softly. 

Beep Boop's face screen flashes a cheerful smile. "Hello! Beep Boop is here to assist!"

You chuckle, shaking your head. "Not now, Beep Boop. We’re trying to get some rest."

Jihoon gives Beep Boop an exasperated look. "Beep Boop, out. We need some privacy."

Beep Boop’s screen flickers, showing a sad face for a moment before it switches back to happy. "Beep Boop understands. Goodnight, humans!" He rolls out of the room, his wheels whirring softly.

You frown at Jihoon, playfully swatting his arm. "Don’t talk to him like that."

Jihoon laughs, pulling you closer. "It's a robot—"

You cut him off, pouting. "Apologize to him!"

Jihoon sighs, shaking his head with a smile. "Alright, alright. Beep Boop, I’m sorry!"

From the hallway, Beep Boop’s cheerful voice echoes back, "Apology accepted! Goodnight!"

You snuggle into Jihoon’s chest, feeling his laughter rumble through him. Jihoon chuckles, shaking his head. "You and your robot... I'm starting to think you like Beep Boop more than me."

You smirk and raise an eyebrow. "Are you jealous of Beep Boop?"

Jihoon gives you a mock offended look. "What? Me? Jealous of a robot? Absolutely not."

You poke his side playfully. "Admit it, you are a little jealous."

Jihoon crosses his arms, trying to look serious but failing as a smile creeps onto his face.

Okay so hear me out- Jihoon with a belly button piercing

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Yes! I am finished! I am really happy about this

mingyu fixing woozi's hair 🫶

Op op op op oppa Block B style! 

Eee crazy booys! 

Absolutely mad beautiful men, yeah baby!

he’s so fluffy IM GONNA DIEEEE😖😖

fluffy!

Seventeen doing wintery things with you

I tried to make this the least holiday specific that I could so that everyone can enjoy! :)

Seungcheol:

- would make sure you have all your layers on before you go out

- He does not want you to get cold🥺

- And then once you get outside he would keep checking to make sure you’re warm enough 

- He would also love to take you to a coffee shop 

- And y’all could sit in a window seat and drink coffee or hot cocoa and watch the snow fall 

- And tell each other about childhood holiday traditions 

- Imagine him insisting on reading a holiday book to you too

- He wraps an arm around you and reads it all dramatically 

- You’re just rolling your eyes the whole time but he’s knows you secretly enjoy it

Jeonghan:

- He would probably complain about how cold he is

- you would establish a “no snowballs in the face rule”

- He would proceed to throw a snowball directly in your face

- He wouldn’t even feel bad after

- After that you would not stop until you got your revenge

- Except every time you try to throw a snowball at him, you miss

- Ofc he just makes fun of you more for that 

- It gets to the point where Seungcheol has to hold him for you down so you can throw a snowball in his face

Joshua:

- You can’t tell me he doesn’t know all the present wrapping hacks

- His presently look the best and he wraps them so effortlessly 

- They’re aesthetically pleasing too 

- Like vintage, old looking, brown paper packages tied up with string type shit

- Also imagine this man taking you on an ice skating date 

- He would be so graceful like no way he’s falling

- Then if you fall or if you’re clinging to the side the whole time he would low key feel bad

- Or he would just try to teach you how to ice skate

- “I promise it’s not that hard! Here, just hold my hands. I’ll skate backwards. Just concentrate on me. There, you got it!” 

Jun:

- He would love to go sledding with you 

- He would be so happy just to watch you smile as he pushes you down a hill

- And he would insist on being the one to push you 

- Then you would ask him to sled with you

- “But I like watching you have fun.”

- “Please Junhui?” 

- “Okay fine.” 

- “Why are you grabbing another sled?” 

- “Uhhh because we’re going sledding together…?” 

- “Right. Together. With me in your lap.” 

- Imagine the blush on this mans face oh my god

- He would love it though

Hoshi:

- You would dare him to eat the snow

- He would absolutely do it

- Imagine his face if you jokingly told him it was yellow snow after he ate it too 

- This man would be mortified 

- The chaos that surrounds this man, I simply cannot

- Then he would be like “Well I ate the snow, now you gotta eat the snow.” 

- And you would refuse

- And he would keep trying to convince you and low key be mad

- But you would still refuse

- And he would probably pout

- Until you brought him inside and make cookies together or something

- And y’all could decorate them together

- But he would just keep decorating his as tigers

- Are we surprised?

Wonwoo:

- He’s got you covered with the hand warmers 

- Okay but imagine you’re out gift shopping and you realize how cold your hands are

- And as soon as he notices you rubbing them together he whips out his hand warmers from his own pockets

- And you’re like “But won’t your hands be cold.” 

- Then he slips one of his hands into your pocket, holding yours, and says “nope.” 

- Like you might look a little awkward but isn’t that adorable

- Honestly he doesn’t care that his own hands are cold as long as you’re comfortable

Woozi:

- Imagine he has you over at his studio 

- And you notice it’s not decorated 

- And you’re like Jihoon we gotta get festive

- So you suggest that you go get decorations and of course he can’t say no to you

- Off to the store you go 

- He only wants lights but you insist on buying it all: the lights, holiday knick- knacks, holiday pillows, ornaments, maybe a little tree, candles, blankets 

- And when you get back to the studio you decorate together 

- But the whole time he keeps insisting that decorating is not necessary 

- Of course you ignore him 

- And after he can’t help but notice how much more cozy it looks with all the decorations and you wrapped up in a blanket sitting on his couch with an “I told you so” look on your face 

DK:

- You can’t tell me that he’s not a fan of cheesy holiday movies

- Like the Hallmark ones

- You know when the holidays come around he always has the hallmark channel on

- Even if it’s just in the background

- They’re not even good movies but for some reason he loves them

- Imagine it’s a holiday movie musical too 

- You know he’s singing every song to you

- And he would probably try to get you to dance with him

- He would absolutely cry if it’s a sad movie

- Even if it’s only a little sad 

- Like imagine him crying over the Grinch

- He would have no shame either

Mingyu:

- He would definitely slip and fall on the ice

- Like y’all would just be holding hands, walking down the sidewalk

- And down he goes 

- He’d probably pull you down with him

- And you somehow always end up on top of each other

- This is almost bound to happen every time you go outside 

- He would feel so bad but also think it’s so funny 

- Then you would scold him about how clumsy he is and tell him he needs to be more careful

- And he would look at you with those puppy dog eyes and tell you that he probably has bruises from falling and he needs you to kiss them and make them better

- “You’re not getting any kisses from me until you start being more careful around icy sidewalks.” 

- As if the puppy dog eyes couldn’t get any bigger

- “But I need your kisses to make me better! I don’t even think I can stand up right now.”

-  “Then I guess you’ll have to stay here in the snow.” 

- He wraps his arms around you, momentarily trapping you there with him

- “And that means you’re staying with me….. Unless…”

- Then you kiss him on the cheek 

- “You missed.” 

- That little shit

- Then you kiss him on the lips and he releases you 

- He would make the best hot cocoa when you come back inside

- I’m sorry this one is so long, I love this man haha

Minghao:

- Picture this:

- You

- Minghao

- Evening time

- You’re outside and it’s snowing lightly

- You can hear distant holiday music

- There’s twinkling lights all around you

- Minghao puts his arms around your waist, pulling you in

- “Dance with me?” 

- You wrap your arms around his waist with the biggest smile on your face

- “If you insist.” 

- And then y’all dance together in the snow

- He twirls you around and everything

- Your head rests gently on his chest so that you can hear his heart racing, of course, because you’re there

- Then he softly kisses you on the top of your head

- It is perfection

Seungkwan:

- He would definitely have a snowman building contest with you 

- But no matter how hard you tried

- He would say his looks better 

- Even if it was a mere pile of leaves, a carrot, and a sad excuse for snow 

- He would also probably sing holiday carols to you while you build your snowmen

- Imagine if you kicked his over though

- He would be so mad

- This would probably result in a snow fight

- Or him putting snow down your shirt

- He would probably kick your snowman down too 

- This man is so petty omg 

Vernon:

- Unlike Josh, he cannot wrap presents to save his life

- Like imagine a simple box

- It takes this man 20 minutes to wrap it 

- He tries really hard too

- There’s a bow and everything 

- But like a really bad bow tied in an awkward knot

- And the wrapping paper ends up getting hella crinkled

- Somehow there ends up being tape all over that thing 

- And there’s still wrapping paper hanging off awkwardly on the side 

- His present wrapping: 1/10

- However, the gift: 10/10

- Absolutely listened to you say what you wanted when you were perusing some store

- Then he got Seungkwan to distract you while he bought you everything you said you liked 

- Even if you merely said something looked cute

- It’s now yours

- Thanks Vernon

Dino:

- Imagine you’re at the studio rehearsing something with Dino or watching him practice

- You know there’s a bit of a storm outside but you think you’ll be able to make it home fine

- You’re wrong lol

- Weather reports are saying that the roads are not safe right now 

- Essentially everyone is stuck where they are for the rest of the night (Please don’t come for me on the snow logistics, I spent most of my life in Florida.)

- Uh oh cLoSe prOxiMitY trOPe

- Dino is like hey it’s okay we can make little party out of it

- He goes to grab blankets and pillows that the boys conveniently stored there 

- And then you suggest that you make a fort to sleep in because you’re a little scared due to the howling winds outside

- He agrees and you make a huge fort with some chairs and your amazing fort making abilities

- At night the studio ends up getting really cold too so uh oh the only thing you can to do keep warm is cuddle with each other

- He’s kind shy about it at first too 

- But you initiate the cuddling because you’re freezing, wrapping your arm around him from behind and pulling him in

- Then he scoots back a little so you can feel his body heat which helps a lot

- Eventually you entangle your legs together and fall asleep holding each other

snap shoot ◇ woozi

Treasure Reacting to Their S/O Speaking in Their Native Language

pairing: boyfriend!Treasure x reader

genre: mostly fluff, maybe a suggestion of angst

warnings: mention of slight fighting but like not really

word count: 346

summary: hanging out with bf!Treasure when you get a phone call from your parents and start arguing with them in your native language

requested! I hope you like it :) sorry it’s a bit short school has been crazy lately

part 2! maknae line! hyung line linked below

HYUNG LINE // MAKNAE LINE

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Asahi

Realizes you’re speaking a different language and smiles to himself because he forgot you could do that and he thinks thats cool ( as someone who also speaks more than one )

When you’re done with the call you forget to switch back and start talking to him in your native language so he starts responding to you in Japanese until you both start laughing

Yedam

Gives you a thumbs up and big smile when you glance over at him during your call

Compliments how fast you were speaking

Asks if you can start teaching him your language because it sounded awesome and he wants to be able to use it with you (and other teume!)

Doyoung

When he hears your stressed/angry conversation he immediately comes over and just lays on top of you (like in my cuddling positions post lol) to make you laugh or try to calm you down

Takes him a second to notice the language he doesn’t understand

Just looking up at you the whole time in pleasant surprise 

“Can you yell at me like that when you’re mad at me? It sounds cooler”

Haruto

Tells you he thought you were a different person for a second

Offers to teach you Japanese if you teach him your language so you can talk in a mix of it and have your own secret language 

Wants to mix some cool words into his raps

Jeongwoo

would look at you with wide eyes until you ended the call and smiled at him meaning everything was okay

Would kinda laugh at you and be like what did you even just say

Made a list in his notes app of the things you said that he wanted translated and the way he tried to spell the words is so funny

Junghwan

Tells you he was scared of you while laughing but kinda means it

You buy him ice cream so he remembers you’re nice and that you like him

You start singing a song in your native language so he hears the not angry yelling aspect

what if I write a woozi fic?

CRUSH ON YOU : ljh

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pairing : jihoon × fem! reader

words : 1500

summary : jihoon, your long time best friend found your letters you wrote when you had a crush on him.

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Finding Jihoon at your door late at night was unsettling. Because he never really liked going out, especially when it rained like it was doing at the moment.

"Hey, something is wrong?" you asked, removing your glasses. You had been working, and his sudden appearance startled you. Jihoon just shook his head and walked in, his shirt drenched and hair wet.

"Did you run in the rain, all the way here?!"

Jihoon nodded silently. His uncharacteristic quietness scared you. Offering him a towel, you watched as he stood still in the hallway, avoiding eye contact.

It was silent for a while, but you needed to get back to work. Crossing your arms, you grew frustrated with his statue-like stance.

"Jihoon, is something wrong or—"You stopped mid-sentence as he finally looked at you, his eyes red and brows furrowed. He was mad. But why?

"Do you like me?"

Your heart stopped for a second when he asked that. Why? Because you did like him. Your crush on him had motivated you to become his friend. When he got into relationships, you stayed quiet, content with his happiness.

"What are you talking about?" you asked, confused. How did he know? And why now? You had convinced yourself that you didn't like him that way anymore. But your heart's reaction whenever he was around told a different story.

Jihoon walked towards you, and you took steps back until you were against the kitchen counter. He stood back a few steps and showed you a letter.

You took it and gasped at the now rain-soaked contents.

He crossed his arms, looking like he did when he was mad at Soonyoung for crashing at his place without warning.

The letter was one of the many you wrote for him when he finally started accepting you as a friend. You had been giddy with feelings and cheerfully wrote letters, unable to tell anyone how you felt around Jihoon.

This particular letter was from a time you saw him down, though he wore a nonchalant expression. Seungkwan later told you that Seungcheol, Jihoon’s cousin, had beaten up a guy for calling Jihoon short.

You had written a letter explaining everything you admired about him, knowing you'd forget the words when he was around because your heart would go into overdrive.

Tomorrow when I meet you, I wish to say how much I like you. I keep reminding myself of this while I do every chore because I don't want to forget when my heart goes into overdrive if I see you smile at me. And when you do, I might forget it all.

"Tell me, is this all true?" he questioned, and you knew it was now or never.

Clenching your fists, you stood your ground. it came this far, you might just rip it all like a band-aid over a surgery wound.

"Yes, I liked you. It was during the early stages of our friendship, and I didn't tell you because I didn't want to ruin what we had." You stuttered but managed to get it out.

A moment passed, and you still didn't look at him. Your gaze was fixed behind him, focusing on everything but him to stay calm.

He waved his hand in front of you, pulling you back to reality. He knew you always did that to escape panic attacks.

Jihoon stayed serious for a second before bursting into chuckles and finally doubling over with laughter, holding the counter for support.

You turned red, hitting his back."Stop laughing, Ji. It's serious."

He stood up, wiping his tears away as he looked at you, trying to hold back his laughter.

"God, stop laughing!" You were embarrassed and sulking, turning away with your arms crossed.

"I'm sorry, it's just that you looked cute all embarrassed as you confessed." You were as red as a tomato now.

“Y/N, I'm sorry. Hey, look at me." You shook your head, embarrassed but not wanting to see him.He held you and turned you around, cupping your face in his hands.

“You look like a tomato, Y/N." His voice was soft, and you were frozen, not expecting this reaction.

"Don’t be embarrassed." He let go of you and took your hands in his. You took him in. His hair was half up, half down, wearing a white oversized t-shirt and pants. He looked so casual and classy despite his simple attire. It made your heart race when he was holding your hands so gently.

"I like you too, Y/N. I did since the moment I saw you." Not to be dramatic, but you were sure you were going to have a heart attack.

"What?"He chuckled, walking you over to the couch and sitting you down while he sat on the table in front of you, still holding your hands. You noticed his ears turning red.

"I think it was during orientation day. Soonyoung ran over to you and scared you from behind while I slowly walked with him. I was still far away when he scared you, and you turned around screaming. It was funny, but what made my heart stop was when you started laughing. You screamed and then laughed, hitting Soonyoung. Your laugh sounded like music to me that day. Call it what you want, but I knew then and there I liked you." he spoke softly looking lost as he was remembering it all over again. He had a little glint in his eyes as he did.

You were crying, your hands shaking. He squeezed your hand gently, drawing circles on it.

He grabbed a tissue box and handed it to you with a small smile, which made you hit his arm.

"You know, this wasn't the way I hoped you would react," you said, wiping your tears, your voice still breaking.

"I know. Do you still like me, though?" he asked, noting you had spoken in the past tense.

"I do. I honestly tried my best, but I think I still like you." You started sobbing into the tissues. He chuckled and pulled you into a hug.

"I don't know why I'm crying. I wanted to confess to you too." you said, your voice breaking with everything that was happening.

"It's fine, take your time." Being so close to him, you smelled his woody perfume and felt comforted by his body warmth.

You stayed like that for a while, calming down. Jihoon didn't mind, a giddy smile on his face as he listened to the rain and held you safe in his arms.

You pulled back and looked at him, finally calmed down.

"Good?" he asked, and you nodded.

"I was once with Soonyoung. He forgot something and asked me to bring it from the classroom while he talked to a professor. Long story short, I walked past a room with music coming from inside. I peeked in and saw you playing the piano. You looked so peaceful, and the tune made me feel so happy. Since then, I always snuck in to listen to you play. Then Soonyoung caught me one day, and that’s when we became friends. Since the first moment I saw you, Ji. My heart has been yours since then. I don’t know how else to put this." you finally said it out, not sobbing completely before you could finish.

Jihoon's eyes softened, pulling you closer.

"I’m really glad you told me all this. I had no idea you felt that way too."

You managed a small laugh.

"I guess we were both really good at hiding it."Jihoon chuckled.

"Yeah, I suppose so. But I don’t want to hide anymore."He gently lifted your chin so you were looking into his eyes.

"Y/N, I want us to be more than friends. Can we try?"Your heart skipped a beat.

“You really mean that?"He nodded, a warm smile spreading across his face.

"Yes, I do. I want to be with you."You couldn’t help but smile back, feeling a wave of relief and happiness.

"I want that too, Jihoon." you whispered, looking into his eyes.

He leaned in slowly, giving you plenty of time to pull away if you wanted, but you didn’t. When his lips finally met yours, it felt like everything in your world clicked into place. The kiss was soft and gentle, full of the promise of something new and beautiful.When you finally pulled away, both of you were smiling. Jihoon brushed a strand of hair behind your ear.

"I guess we have a lot to talk about."You nodded, feeling a sense of contentment wash over you.

"Yeah, we do. But for now, can we just enjoy this moment?"Jihoon grinned.

"Absolutely." you both laughed at that.

You both sat there, wrapped up in each other, listening to the rain outside and feeling like the luckiest people in the world. The future seemed bright and full of endless possibilities, and for the first time, you were both ready to face it together.

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note : Woozi is badass and I love him.

Imagine just going to a Seventeen concert and being able to see idol!Svt in action. That’s it that’s the post.