Kim HongJoong « Kissing Booth

The annual spring carnival has finally come around and being your senior year in high school, you want to go all out on your booth. You have been lucky enough to be given a booth to create and work this year. You were given a week to propose an idea to the student council and have it approved, and after you had just three weeks to put it together and be ready for it.

“Please won’t you be one of the girls? You should help me out,” you beg your best friend who stands in front of you, arms crossed.

“No!” She laughs, “I’m not really about kissing random people, especially from this school.” You huff in defeat knowing there’s no way you could convince your best friend to be a participant in your kissing booth. Yeah, kissing booth. You had thought the idea would be fun and girls could end up potentially kissing a boy she liked or just in general have fun. There’s suppose to be no harm and you did have plans if things decide to go south.

“Although I don’t want to do it,” you best friend starts, “how about I help you get girls who will? I can ask some girls around campus. Don’t be upset with who I can get but I can try.” You hug your best friend and cover her in a thousand thank yous before hurrying off to your car. You pull out of your parking spot and make your way back to your small little town house and you’re quickly greeted by your four younger siblings.

“Y/N!” They all squeal and jump onto you.

“What are you guys doing?” You laugh and pick up the two youngest, one in each of your arms. “Why aren’t you two in school?” You ask the nine-year-old and seven-year-old standing on the floor.

“Dad said we didn’t have to go today!” the save-year-old giggles before running off. You roll your eyes knowing your dad had forgotten to send them off to school before disappearing into his study this morning, that or he never left his study last night. You carry the twins into the kitchen just to find it a mess.

“Now what did you guys do in here?” You gasp and set the twins on the floor. The twins squeal and run away, leaving you with a giant mess to clean. You pull out your broom and sweep up all the dry food and put it into the trash before wiping down the counters. You look at the clock and hurry off to the garage, you open the garage door and light seeps into the dark empty area and you siblings hurry outside themselves and play in the driveway. You pull out the paint cans and brushes and continue you paint props to your kissing booth.

“Y/N? Can I help?” One of the twins comes up to you.

“Sure, sweetie. Come here,” You lift her up and sit her in your lap. You hand her a small brush with red paint on it and point at the part of the sign you want her to paint. She giggles as he gets paint on the wood and she paints sporadically and you laugh watching her enjoy herself. A loud engine roars as it pulls into the driveway you share with three other houses besides yourself.

“Move out of the person’s way!” You call to your siblings as a motorbike pulls up to the house diagonal of yours. You watch the man get off the bike and you recognize the man as Kim HongJoong, one of the most popular guys in school, when he takes of his helmet. You siblings wave to him and he waves back showing a smile towards them. He stops waving and looks up at me, still lightly smiling. You smile back at him and give him a short wave before getting back to painting you sign. HongJoong walks up to his friends house and looked over his shoulder again at you as you were pointing at another part of your sign for her to paint. Your siblings begin to make their way over to ask if they can paint to. HongJoong huffs and smiles before walking into his friends house.

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The day of the carnival finally came around, your best friend had managed to group of a total of four girls. All four girls were extremely popular and basically were promised a kiss from a cute boy, and all of them hoped it would be HongJoong or one of his friends in his little group.

“Y/N!” One of the popular girls whine as she closes the tiny gap of the curtains to the stage of the kissing booth, “he’s not out there. I’m not kissing anyone unless it’s him or any of his friends.”

“He’s probably just running late. Give him a couple more minutes,” you lie through your teeth and hurry about the back of the stage. The four group of girls got together and whisper amongst themselves before one of them grabs a blindfold.

“Y/N!” One of the girl cheerfully calls for you. You walk up to her and suddenly all the girls appear. “Your friend came to tell us she has a surprise for you, but she wants you to be blindfolded.” You look at them funny for a moment before setting your clipboard down and standing in front of them. You’re really unsure why your best friend would bring you a surprise last minute especially right before you had to open your booth, but at the same time you know your best friend is known for surprises and she would always come first to you. But little did you know that the girls were lying and currently guiding you to the front of the stage. The cheers from everyone waiting outside make you freeze in fear.

“Don’t want to disappoint or make a fool of yourself Y/N,” one of the girls snicker in your ear and you swallow your saliva. You hear the four girls shuffle off the stage, leaving you alone. You reach your hands out and quickly find the table you have brought and you lean on it.

Kim HongJoong happened to pass by the booth to see you pushed out onto the stage by the girls and he watched as you comfortably stood there as the girls whispered something into your ear. He begins to make his way and walks up next to the line. The boy at the front of the line offered for him to go in front of him if he wanted and he shrugged and patted the boy on the back in thanks. He walked up on the stage and slowly approached you, his boots making quiet thuds with every step he took. The girls watch, jealousy raging over them, as HongJoong approached you.

“Um… hi,” You state as you could hear someone approach you and he quietly laughs. “I’ve never kissed anyone before, so I’m sorry if I’m bad.” You whisper hoping he was the only one that heard it. You feel one of his hand cup your cheek and soft lips meet yours. You would complain that you didn’t know who you were kissing because it’s your first kiss but you felt like you were on cloud nine. When his lips pull away you’re left practically breathless. HongJoong then lightly pulls the blindfold off your head, some of you hair starting to stand up.

“Hi,” HongJoong smiles when you open your eyes to meet him.

“HongJoong,” you breathe. He lightly smirks and hands you your blindfold.

“I hope to see you soon,” he whispers into you ear before leaving you on the stage. People cheer and clap and you break into a smile and turn to walk of the stage, bitting your bottom lip.

The rest of the night went by successfully and your best friend came about half way through to take over the booth so you could take your siblings around the carnival to have fun.

“Sissy!” They all call running away from your best friend and too you. You crouch down and hug all four of them, kissing each of their heads. You wish your friend good luck and pick up one of the twins and hold the other twin’s hand, the other two walking in front of you.

“Don’t go too far ahead of me!” You call out to the seven and nine-year-old.

“Y/N!” A voice calls for you. You turn your head to see HongJoong jogging up to you.

“HongJoong, hi,” you greet, remembering what had happened between the two of you just a few hours earlier.

“Taking your siblings around the carnival?” He asks and you nod your head, “mind if I join you?” You smile and shake your head and HongJoong joins your side and you two hurry after the two kids who have run up to their first booth. You introduced HongJoong to your siblings and he helped them play games and eventually won a couple of candies and three stuffed toys.

“Are you wanting one too?” HongJoong asks your seven-year-old brother, and he shyly nods his head. HongJoong smiles and ruffles his hair before walking up to another booth to play. HongJoong easily got along with all your siblings which made you really happy and your siblings love him. HongJoong quickly wins a small little yellow duck for your brother which he gladly takes and thanks him before showing his older brother.

“Thank you,” you tell HongJoong as you both finally sat down, all four of your siblings on the small little ferris wheel.

“It’s no problem. Your siblings are very adorable,” HongJoong laughs looking at the ferris wheel then back at you, “they seem like a handful but they seem to love you very much.”

“Yeah. I’m practically raising them, after our mother left, my dad retreated to his study and has been writing ever since, leaving me with them to raise,” you explain.

“I’m sorry,” he sits up straight and takes your hand.

“It’s alright. I have fun and make it fun. I’m close with all four of them and I wouldn’t change it for the world,” you smile looking over at him.

“Y/N!” a high pitch squeal calls. You and HongJoong look up to see the two older boys of the younger siblings waving at you. You smile and wave back to them.

“See they absolutely love you,” HongJoong states.

“I feel otherwise when I find the kitchen a mess,” you joke causing him to laugh, “but yes I hope they do love me.” HongJoong stares and you and you turn to face him once more. He leans in, and so do you, closing all space between the two of you.

“Ew!” Four little voices squeal. You and HongJoong pull apart to se your siblings rushing up to you. You pick up both twins and sit them on your lap.

“What did you say,” you laugh and kiss both their cheeks, causing them to giggle loudly. HongJoong stares at you and your siblings in awe, how you have so much love from just four people, how easy it is for a fifth person to love you because damn was he falling quickly.

late afternoon with wooyoung

so you’d just be chilling in your room with wooyoung

you both were just sitting next to eachother under the covers, watching ‘The Office’ on Netflix

so wooyoung is lowkey touchy and likes holding you (with your permission ofc)

so he had his head on your shoulder and one of his hands is resting on your waist

his other hand is entwined with your own

his fingers are playing with yours as both of your eyes are glued to your laptop screen

you both let out little laughs throughout the episode youre watching

“god, pam and jim are so cute” -you

“really? i think we’re cuter,” -wooyoung

“wow, that was good,” -you give him a surprised laugh, finding his response to be cute

wooyoung cant help but smile as he hears your laughter and his focus leaves the laptop screen and instead rests on you

he’s taking in your features, thinking about how beautiful you look in the moment

he thinks youre beautiful all the time but theres just something about how you are now that makes his heart beat a little faster

your hair is pulled back in a bun and your wearing one of his hoodies

he remembers the day that you came to his dorm and asked if you could have it

you had this huge smile on your face when he said yes

he doesnt regret giving it to you bc everytime you wear it you look so freaking cute

especially today

he can’t get over how calm you look and how you would let out a little giggle every time something funny happened on the show

he just thinks its great that you’re so relaxed

bc he knows that you’ve been having a rough few weeks because of school and work and you know, life

so it just makes him so happy seeing you like this

and like he doesn’t know it but you’re happy bc you get to be with him

it’s been a while since you both got to chill together and you can’t deny that being held by woo young and feeling his hand in yours makes you feel so secure and safe

its like nothing else matters when youre with him

yeah so anyways, you don’t notice him staring at you but then he’s leaving kisses along your shoulder and you can’t help but look over at him

“what are you doing?” -you, giggling as he moves to kiss your neck

you’re a bit ticklish around your neck and wooyoung loves taking advantage of this to hear your laugh

“nothing,” -wooyoung smiles against your skin, letting his lips linger longer against your skin

this time, instead of a laugh, a shaky sigh leaves your lips and you can bet wooyoung catches it

he smirks against your skin before pulling away and grabbing your laptop

he closes it and sets it off to the side before climbing atop of you and pulling you down the bed so you were laying down and he was hovering over you

“wooyoung?” -your hands rest on his biceps as his name quietly leaves your lips

“you’re so perfect,” -wooyoung smiles down at you before leaning down to press his lips against yours

his kiss is really gentle and the way his lips moves against yours sends tingles through your body

his hands move down your body, resting at your waist for a moment before sliding underneath your hoodie

his fingers trace figures over your skin, sending shivers down your spine

the kiss slowly becomes more rough as the moments pass by and suddenly you feel wooyoung’s teeth pulling at your bottom lip

you can’t stop the small moan that passes your lips and it’s music to woo young’s ears

“there’s my favorite sound” -he pulls away to look down at you, licking his lips before kissing down your jaw and neck

you let out small giggles and sighs as he nibbles and sucks on your skin, leaving purple and red marks here and there

his hips slowly start to rock against yours and your grip on his arms tighten

“oh wooyoung,” -you cant hold back the moan that leaves your lips

“do you like that?” wooyoung whispers into your ear before pulling the lobe with his teeth

you give him a silent nod, finding it harder to give him a reply as he presses his body further against yours

“well then princess, you’re going to love what I do next,” -wooyoung says in a low and husky voice before crashing his lips against yours once again

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angel-han-03

4 years ago

Like maybe they both are in love but didn't confess yet and reader holds her after the case and tells everything, they both cry but are happy at the end

I just want a whole damn fanfic about fem!reader kissing Emily Prentiss in bar to get homophobic unsub

Is that to much to ask?

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angel-han-03

5 years ago

Mistletoe

Pairing: Steve Harrington x Reader

Summary: Dustin has set up his sister and her best friend, Steve.

Word count: 1.070

Posted: 2nd of December 2017

A/N: And this is the second story for my Christmas special! Happy December everyone and I hope that you enjoy. Comments and feedbacks are highly appreciated. Thank you.

- G. x

“Mum, what the hell?” You blatantly exclaimed with your mouth opened agape. You opened your front door and thousands of Christmas lights welcomed you home. “It’s just the second of December and you have already put the lights up?”

“(Y/N),” Your brother, Dustin, reached for you and stood right in front of you. “stop complaining and start being contented and thankful. It’s almost Christmas, it’s the season of being grateful and loving.”

“Dusty, shut up!” You rolled your eyes exaggeratedly as you still stood on your door step, honestly dying of cold. “Steve, just park your car and bring your dead ass here!”

“Language, (Y/N)!” Your mother exclaimed from the living room. You observed her from afar and she was trying to choose which Christmas stocking to hang over your lit fireplace. You unleashed a fed-up sigh to complain about her restraining you for saying bad words. Well, it was unfair. Your brother used to swear more than you did, but he heard nothing from her.

“Steve is here?” Your brother’s eyes grew wide in excitement and you nodded in a deadpan way.

The Christmas decorations didn’t upset you, quite the opposite! You loved the festivity, but you weren’t used to feel the Christmas and wintry breeze in the first week of December. It was too early for you, but, yet, other people started celebrating it during the last week of November.

“Sweet!” Your brother playfully exclaimed as he gave you a cheeky wink. You gave him a questioning look, but he just shrugged his shoulders.

“What is it, filthy idiot?” You tousled his curly and bushy dark coloured hair. He just shook his head in response and walked away with a ballsy smile. “Mouth-breather!” You playfully insulted him. He laughed even more as he noticed that you started using his friends’ playfully offending terms.

“Christmas is here!” Your best friend, Steve, exclaimed as he stepped on your doorstep. He stopped beside you as he admired the inside of your house from afar. “I love it, Mrs. Henderson!”

“Oh, thank you Steve!” Your mother exclaimed in a flattered tone, happy that finally someone appreciated her work. Steve wasn’t the only one though, Dustin appreciated everything too. He wouldn’t be helping her if ever.

“Let’s go inside? It’s freezing cold here.” You obliviously asked him, inviting him to come inside with you. You hugged yourself with your own arms and you caressed your shoulders as you tried to warm your freezing body.

“Oh, look!” Steve suddenly uttered. You looked at him with a flustered look, examining the smirk that he had on his beautiful face. “A mistletoe.” He pointed the Christmas decoration that was hung over the door way, completely ignoring your proposal.

“Dustin!” You groaned in annoyance as you realized what it perfectly meant: you had to kiss your best friend.

Of course, you liked Steve. You loved your best friend. You’ve known each other for a long time now and you would just be lying if you said that he never made your heart beat as fast as it could. He was dorky and cool. He had a great passion when it came to the kids and he has even always offered a hand when it came to taking care of your brother and his friends. He was close with them. Of course, he protected them and spoiled them.

“So?” Steve teasingly asked you as he let his eyebrows dance playfully. You quickly gave him a grimaced look, wondering why he didn’t bother to say no. “Are we kissing or not?”

“Steve!” You stopped him as you tried to let him understand the situation between the two of you. He was more on a cute dorky side and that was what you loved in him. He was sweet, playful and he never took thing seriously, mostly when your friends teased you together. You obviously didn’t know if it was a good thing or a bad thing, though.

“It’s bad luck to refuse, (Y/N),” He debated, pretending to be offended. “and I am sure I am not that bad either, right?”

“Just steal the kiss, Steve!” Dustin cheered as he happily watched his two favourite people from afar. He obviously wanted them to be together. He believed that Steve was a good boy, nevertheless he would annoy you too much, but Dustin knew that Steve has never failed you. He has always been by your side and Dustin liked him for that. After all, Dustin just wished you to be happy. He wanted someone who would take care of you, who would treat you like a queen, who would never make you cry. He wanted all of these things and only Steve knew how to pass his high standards. Only Steve.

“I agree with Dusty,” Your mother butted in, teasing you even more. She liked Steve too as you could see. “it’s also freezing cold now.”

“Why do you even put a mistletoe here in the first place?” You groggily answered, not noticing that you licked your lips to wet them. You were inviting Steve to kiss you, even though you weren’t aware of what you were doing. “It’s just the worst idea eve-“

A pair of lips suddenly cut you off as you kept on blabbering. At first, you were shocked and you wanted to pull away, but then you felt Steve’s gentle touch on your waist, making you feel safe and comfortable in his arms.

Your lips slowly danced as if they were following some sort of music, moving to its rhythm and beat. It was a wonderful thing, also because he sent an incredible feeling through your veins and butterflies in the stomach. In short, you loved the kiss and your love for Steve kept growing fondly.

“How was it?” Dustin curiously asked, being the gossipy brother that he was. You locked your gaze with Steve as you leant in to give him a hug.

“Thank you, Dusty.” You heard Steve mutter and you saw your brother shaking his head with his cutest smile.

“It wasn’t that bad, after all.” You honestly mumbled as you silently hid your crimson red face, unsure of what might happen next between you and Steve. He hugged you tighter, not even caring of the future. He wanted to take things slow and that was what he was doing, so he could cherish every moment that he had to spend with you.

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angel-han-03

6 years ago

Sorry, Anon who requested Ravn confessing to you, I’m an idiot who doesn’t know how to work tumblr sometimes. I accidentally deleted the request. ㅠㅠ

[1:22pm] Glancing at Ravn from the corner of your eye you noticed his nervous and fidgety behavior. Stopping in your tracks as you hand gently caught his fingers, catching his attention.

“Hey, are you okay? You seem nervous and worried about something.” Concern shown in your eyes as you laced your hand with his.

His eyes widening when you laced your hands together, a faint blush creeping up his neck. Rubbing his neck with his free hand he decided to finally fess up about his feeling for you.

“Gosh, how do I say this without making it awkward?” He muttered taking in a deep breath. “Okay, uh well I just really think you’re a lovely person. I uh really like you and I was wondering you would like to go on a date…” his voice trailing off at the end, confusing you even more.

“Huh?” You blurted out, still shocked from how usually confident Ravn is now extremely shy and fidgety.

Heaving a shakey breath he stepped closer to you, looking down into your eyes. All of a sudden you felt soft plush lips being pressed gently against yours. You stood there, eyes wide open, looking like a deer in headlights. As soon as the kissed started it had ended, disappointing you.

Ravn’s hands flew up, covering his mouth he took a couple steps away from you, face completely flushed a bright red.

“What was that for?” Your voice soft and gentle, looking at him with confusion.

“Well, you know the saying; ‘actions speak louder than words’ it’s easier to express how I feel about you. I’ve liked you for a really long time. I think I- no I know I love you.” Finally removing his hands from his mouth, the confession fell.

You stood there giving him an incredulous look. Snapping out of it you moved toward him, he backed away afraid of what your reaction was. Having enough of him backing away you grabbed the front of his shirt, pulling him into you. You tugged him down a little, your lips meeting, this time shocking him.

Pulling away to catch your breath you leaned your forehead against his, chuckling lightly, “I love you too, you dork.”

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angel-han-03

5 years ago

CHRISTOPHER VELEZ - LOOKSCREENS

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angel-han-03

6 years ago

[3:00 PM] a soft smirk comes to yunho’s face as he walks into the kitchen to see you baking in what seems to be one of his hoodies and nothing else. he moves to wrap his arms around your waist, one hand mischievously reaching for the hem, “got anything under here?”

“yeah, shorts,” you snort, pulling it up the rest of the way to show off your pair of black shorts hidden underneath the hoodie, “it’s not my fault you’re a giant”

“so, what are you making?” he asks innocently, but presses a kiss to the skin behind your ear and keeps his hand on your upper thigh

you whip around out of his grasp, pointing your batter spoon at him accusingly, “not today, satan. i have brownies to finish”

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angel-han-03

6 years ago

Tumblr is giving me h3ll but someone on anon requested this and it wouldn’t let me uPLOAD THE RESPONSE sO:

— ☆ Kisses with Hongjoong would be so special. From chaste presses of lips to swest pecks on the tip of your nose and slow, langorous kisses spent licking lazily into one another’s mouths, the chemistry between the two of you would be undeniable. (No matter how fleeting, drawn out, or glorified any kisses may be.) He’s the type of lover that would want to constantly be touching you, hands finding purchase on your cheeks, neck, and anything he could grab onto, really. Scorpios know passion, and Hongjoong would definitely be able to share that knowledge with you in your kisses.

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