[Drabble] Prompt Requests 017-020
017
Pairing: Sehun/Chen
Rating: G
Word Count: 294
Prompt: Jongdae is a charismatic singer of the school's choir and perfect student. All Sehun wants is to sempai to notice him. ♥
“His voice though,” Sehun sighs dreamily, staring across the cafeteria at where Jongdae is sitting with his own friends, eating lunch. “It’s so...”
“Shut up, Sehun,” Chanyeol says with a mouth full of food.
“Seriously, if you don’t ask him out already, then I’ll do it for you,” Jongin threatens.
“What?” Sehun squawks, indignantly. “I couldn’t. I don’t know how. I wouldn’t even know how to talk to him.”
Jongin sighs, getting up from the table. He walks around and puts his hand on Sehun’s wrist, practically dragging him out of his seat. “What are you doing?” Sehun panics, trying to pull his hand free but Jongin’s got a death grip on his arm.
“This is for your own good,” Jongin insists, continuing to lead a struggling Sehun to the table of his hyung. “I’m sick of listening to you over him like some kind of girl.”
“I do not” Sehun starts, but he clamps his mouth shut when they reach the table.
“Hi, hyung,” Jongin says, waving over at Joonmyun with his free hand. He turns his attention to Jongdae when Joonmyun waves back. “This is Sehun,” Jongin introduces. “He’s one of your fanboys. Please take care of him.”
Sehun yelps when he’s unceremoniously shoved down into the empty seat beside Jongdae, his face heating up in embarrassment.
“A fanboy?” Jongdae says and Sehun wishes the ground would open up and swallow him. He’s going to kill Jongin. His best friend who leaves him there to go back to his own friends and the rest of his lunch.
He somehow manages to nod slightly. He’s rewarded with the pleasant sound of Jongdae’s laughter and a warm hand against his thigh. “You should join my fan club then,” Jongdae says with a wink.
018
Pairing: Luhan/Minseok
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 393
Prompt: Can't you write a cute/fluffy/smut fic about XiuHan <33
Warnings: smut
Luhan lets out a groan as he pushes inside, his hands gripping Minseok’s hips hard enough to bruise. He pulls out a little bit only to sink back in further until his hips are flush with Minseok’s ass. He pauses, giving Minseok time to adjust but Minseok doesn’t want it, doesn’t need it. He pushes his ass back against Luhan impatiently, urging him to move.
“Come on, Luhan,” Minseok complains when Luhan is still doesn’t make a move to fuck him properly, just continues to sit balls-deep in him. “Fuck me, please.”
It seems to be just what Luhan was waiting for, he pulls out at the sound of Minseok’s plea only to bury himself back inside. “Shit,” Luhan curses as gradually gains speed. He drapes himself completely over Minseok and presses kisses to the back of his neck, his shoulders, any inch of skin he can reach as he takes Minseok from behind.
Minseok turns his head towards Luhan, meeting him in an awkward kiss as he presses back with just as much force as Luhan pounds into him. “Just like that.”
Luhan hums in response, aiming for the spot inside Minseok that makes him cry out in ecstasy. With the fast pace Luhan had set, it’s not long before the pleasure builds to an almost unbearable level. Quickly reaching his own orgasm, Luhan slides his hand from Minseok’s hip down to his belly and grabs onto his leaking erection. He strokes Minseok fast and hard, and it’s not long before Minseok is spilling over his fingers with a long moan.
Luhan comes a moment later, burying himself deep as he fills Minseok with his semen. He continues gently rutting against Minseok’s ass, drawing out the pleasure for both of them until Minseok is squirming under him. Luhan carefully pulls out and flops down on his back beside Minseok, exhausted.
“We are never waiting that long again,” Luhan declares as Minseok turns and snuggles into his side.
“Agreed,” Minseok replies, giving Luhan one last kiss before he settles down beside him, ready to fall asleep at any moment.
Luhan stays awake long enough to watch Minseok drift off. “I love you,” he whispers, pressing his face into Minseok’s hair for a second. “Sweet dreams.”
Luhan falls asleep with Minseok in his arms, their naked bodies pressed close. And he’s never been happier.
019
Pairing: Chanyeol/Chen
Rating: PG
Word Count: 704
Prompt: pokemon!au chenyeol pls <3
Warnings: age gap, injured creature
A young trainer carrying a badly beat up Vulpix comes into the Pokémon Center five minutes before the end of Jongdae’s shift. The teenager isn’t in much better shape than his Pokémon but at least he’s still conscious, cradling the injured Vulpix protectively in his arms.
“Help me, please,” he hears the trainer say just before Jongdae snaps into action.
“Someone get Nurse Joy,” Jongdae says to the nurses, coming around the counter to meet them halfway into the center. “Bring me a stretcher and make sure the emergency room is fully prepped.” All around Jongdae is a flutter of activity as his coworkers rush to carry out his orders. By the time Jongdae reaches the trainer, Yixing comes running cross the lobby with a stretcher. “Lay her down carefully,” Jongdae instructs. “We’ll do our best.”
“Please,” the trainer says as he sets her gently onto the stretcher. “Save her.”
Immediately three other nurses gather around the injured Vulpix as Yixing begins pushing her towards the emergency operating rooms.
“She’s in good hands,” Jongdae assures the trainer as they both watch the nurses wheel Vulpix away.
“You must save her,” the trainer says again, grabbing a hold of Jongdae’s arm. The boy is shaking, looking like he’s ready to pass out himself so Jongdae guides him over to where the chairs line the walls. “She saved my life,” he continues, collapsing into a chair while Jongdae fetches the first-aid kit they keep around for humans. “We were on Route One looking for a Caterpie, and-”
“Route One?” Jongdae interrupts, pausing as he rifles through the kit where he’s looking for the disinfectant. “Let me guess, you where attacked by Spearows.”
“How did you know?” the trainer asks, tilting his head to the side in confusion as Jongdae pours some of the disinfectant onto a clean piece of cloth. Jongdae presses it hard against the cut across the boy’s cheek and he hisses at the sting of pain. “That hurts!”
“Tell me something, trainer-”
“My name is Chanyeol.”
“Tell me Chanyeol,” Jongdae says, trying to keep his cool as he dabs at Chanyeol’s cuts to clean them. “Were you actually trying to get you and your Vulpix killed or are you just an idiot?”
“What?”
“Route One,” Jongdae begins, “is home to a particularly nasty flock of Spearows. Everyone knows that. You’d have to be a complete moron to go in there looking for Pokémon with just your low-level Vulpix.”
“I-”
“Let me guess,” Jongdae says, pushing a bandage onto Chanyeol’s face with a little more force than necessary. “You didn’t know.”
“Of course I didn’t!” Chanyeol yells and then winces again when Jongdae puts more disinfectant on his wounds.
“Then you really are an idiot,” Jongdae mutters, getting the next bandage ready.
“I’m not-”
“You have a Pokédex, don’t you?” Jongdae snaps, finally letting his anger and frustration get the better of him. “Doing a little research on Route One would have prevented all of this. Your Pokédex is full of all kinds of information to keep trainers and their Pokémon safe.”
“I’m-” Chanyeol sniffs and Jongdae’s surprised when he looks up to see tears forming in the teenager’s eyes. “I’m sorry. I’ll be more careful next time.”
“Tell that to your Vulpix.”
“She’ll be okay, won’t she?” Chanyeol asks in a small voice.
Jongdae sighs. “As long as there are no complications with her surgery, she’ll be fine. You’ll be able to see her when they’re finished operating.”
“Thank you,” Chanyeol says as Jongdae finishes up putting the last bandage on a particularly deep scratch down Chanyeol’s arm.
“You’re welcome,” Jongdae replies. “Someone will come by later to update you on her condition.” He finishes gathering up the supplies, packing the unused materials back into the kit and tossing the rest. He heads back to his station at the front desk, glancing at the clock as he tucks the first-aid kit back where it belongs. It’s nearly an hour past the end of his shift. Jongdae wants to stay and make sure that Chanyeol and his Vulpix will be okay, but he’s tired after a long shift. And they’ll still be here in the morning when he gets back.
020
Pairing: Chanyeol/Kai
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 401
Prompt: Can you do a KaiYeol based on this post
Jongin knows that Chanyeol means well. But even then, he can’t help but sigh every time Chanyeol brings something new back to the dorms for him. A cute beanie. A character mug. A pair of shoes.
“It reminded me of you,” Chanyeol says, handing over the latest gift to Jongin.
It’s a silly snapback that Jongin will probably never wear, yet he takes it with a smile and a thank you, Hyung. Chanyeol beams at him.
But then there are those times when Jongin wants to punch Chanyeol in the face.
Chanyeol is naturally an extremely friendly person, Jongin gets that. What he doesn’t understand though, is why Chanyeol is only overly touchy-feely with him. There are other members in Exo too, yet Jongin is the only one that gets borderline inappropriately touched by Chanyeol.
“Chanyeol!” Jongin squeaks, flustered when Chanyeol’s fingers brush a little too close to where it shouldn’t be. Jongin can’t even bat Chanyeol’s hand away because they’re in the middle of practicing for another performance and Chanyeol’s arms are supposed to be around him. “Hyung, stop messing around.”
“I’m sorry, sometimes I just can’t keep my hands off of you,” Chanyeol confesses later, when they’re back at the dorms. It’s the deep, smooth sound of his voice that eventually has Jongin giving in. He’ll never admit it, but he’s always had a thing for Chanyeol’s voice.
So when his Hyung corners him in their room after the performance and speaks to him in a voice that’s even deeper, rougher, (and a million times sexier) than normal?
“Fuck,” Jongin curses right before he closes the distance between them and climbs into Chanyeol’s lap.
“Jongin wha-” Jongin cuts him off as he presses their lips together. Chanyeol doesn’t move for a split second but when he does, he doesn’t stop. His arms curl around Jongin, pulling him closer as he kisses Jongin back with just as much force. Jongin’s lips part easily for Chanyeol’s tongue as Chanyeol tangles his fingers in Jongin’s hair, deepening the kiss even more.
It’s rough, Jongin pouring all his frustration with Chanyeol into the kiss, but it’s also a bit sweet too, the way Chanyeol’s lips fit perfectly against his own. Jongin had thought that with a few kisses, he’d satisfy Chanyeol’s lust and maybe he has a bit. But the only problem is that now he can’t get enough of Chanyeol.
Pairing: Sehun/Chen
Rating: G
Word Count: 294
Prompt: Jongdae is a charismatic singer of the school's choir and perfect student. All Sehun wants is to sempai to notice him. ♥
“His voice though,” Sehun sighs dreamily, staring across the cafeteria at where Jongdae is sitting with his own friends, eating lunch. “It’s so...”
“Shut up, Sehun,” Chanyeol says with a mouth full of food.
“Seriously, if you don’t ask him out already, then I’ll do it for you,” Jongin threatens.
“What?” Sehun squawks, indignantly. “I couldn’t. I don’t know how. I wouldn’t even know how to talk to him.”
Jongin sighs, getting up from the table. He walks around and puts his hand on Sehun’s wrist, practically dragging him out of his seat. “What are you doing?” Sehun panics, trying to pull his hand free but Jongin’s got a death grip on his arm.
“This is for your own good,” Jongin insists, continuing to lead a struggling Sehun to the table of his hyung. “I’m sick of listening to you over him like some kind of girl.”
“I do not” Sehun starts, but he clamps his mouth shut when they reach the table.
“Hi, hyung,” Jongin says, waving over at Joonmyun with his free hand. He turns his attention to Jongdae when Joonmyun waves back. “This is Sehun,” Jongin introduces. “He’s one of your fanboys. Please take care of him.”
Sehun yelps when he’s unceremoniously shoved down into the empty seat beside Jongdae, his face heating up in embarrassment.
“A fanboy?” Jongdae says and Sehun wishes the ground would open up and swallow him. He’s going to kill Jongin. His best friend who leaves him there to go back to his own friends and the rest of his lunch.
He somehow manages to nod slightly. He’s rewarded with the pleasant sound of Jongdae’s laughter and a warm hand against his thigh. “You should join my fan club then,” Jongdae says with a wink.
018
Pairing: Luhan/Minseok
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 393
Prompt: Can't you write a cute/fluffy/smut fic about XiuHan <33
Warnings: smut
Luhan lets out a groan as he pushes inside, his hands gripping Minseok’s hips hard enough to bruise. He pulls out a little bit only to sink back in further until his hips are flush with Minseok’s ass. He pauses, giving Minseok time to adjust but Minseok doesn’t want it, doesn’t need it. He pushes his ass back against Luhan impatiently, urging him to move.
“Come on, Luhan,” Minseok complains when Luhan is still doesn’t make a move to fuck him properly, just continues to sit balls-deep in him. “Fuck me, please.”
It seems to be just what Luhan was waiting for, he pulls out at the sound of Minseok’s plea only to bury himself back inside. “Shit,” Luhan curses as gradually gains speed. He drapes himself completely over Minseok and presses kisses to the back of his neck, his shoulders, any inch of skin he can reach as he takes Minseok from behind.
Minseok turns his head towards Luhan, meeting him in an awkward kiss as he presses back with just as much force as Luhan pounds into him. “Just like that.”
Luhan hums in response, aiming for the spot inside Minseok that makes him cry out in ecstasy. With the fast pace Luhan had set, it’s not long before the pleasure builds to an almost unbearable level. Quickly reaching his own orgasm, Luhan slides his hand from Minseok’s hip down to his belly and grabs onto his leaking erection. He strokes Minseok fast and hard, and it’s not long before Minseok is spilling over his fingers with a long moan.
Luhan comes a moment later, burying himself deep as he fills Minseok with his semen. He continues gently rutting against Minseok’s ass, drawing out the pleasure for both of them until Minseok is squirming under him. Luhan carefully pulls out and flops down on his back beside Minseok, exhausted.
“We are never waiting that long again,” Luhan declares as Minseok turns and snuggles into his side.
“Agreed,” Minseok replies, giving Luhan one last kiss before he settles down beside him, ready to fall asleep at any moment.
Luhan stays awake long enough to watch Minseok drift off. “I love you,” he whispers, pressing his face into Minseok’s hair for a second. “Sweet dreams.”
Luhan falls asleep with Minseok in his arms, their naked bodies pressed close. And he’s never been happier.
019
Pairing: Chanyeol/Chen
Rating: PG
Word Count: 704
Prompt: pokemon!au chenyeol pls <3
Warnings: age gap, injured creature
A young trainer carrying a badly beat up Vulpix comes into the Pokémon Center five minutes before the end of Jongdae’s shift. The teenager isn’t in much better shape than his Pokémon but at least he’s still conscious, cradling the injured Vulpix protectively in his arms.
“Help me, please,” he hears the trainer say just before Jongdae snaps into action.
“Someone get Nurse Joy,” Jongdae says to the nurses, coming around the counter to meet them halfway into the center. “Bring me a stretcher and make sure the emergency room is fully prepped.” All around Jongdae is a flutter of activity as his coworkers rush to carry out his orders. By the time Jongdae reaches the trainer, Yixing comes running cross the lobby with a stretcher. “Lay her down carefully,” Jongdae instructs. “We’ll do our best.”
“Please,” the trainer says as he sets her gently onto the stretcher. “Save her.”
Immediately three other nurses gather around the injured Vulpix as Yixing begins pushing her towards the emergency operating rooms.
“She’s in good hands,” Jongdae assures the trainer as they both watch the nurses wheel Vulpix away.
“You must save her,” the trainer says again, grabbing a hold of Jongdae’s arm. The boy is shaking, looking like he’s ready to pass out himself so Jongdae guides him over to where the chairs line the walls. “She saved my life,” he continues, collapsing into a chair while Jongdae fetches the first-aid kit they keep around for humans. “We were on Route One looking for a Caterpie, and-”
“Route One?” Jongdae interrupts, pausing as he rifles through the kit where he’s looking for the disinfectant. “Let me guess, you where attacked by Spearows.”
“How did you know?” the trainer asks, tilting his head to the side in confusion as Jongdae pours some of the disinfectant onto a clean piece of cloth. Jongdae presses it hard against the cut across the boy’s cheek and he hisses at the sting of pain. “That hurts!”
“Tell me something, trainer-”
“My name is Chanyeol.”
“Tell me Chanyeol,” Jongdae says, trying to keep his cool as he dabs at Chanyeol’s cuts to clean them. “Were you actually trying to get you and your Vulpix killed or are you just an idiot?”
“What?”
“Route One,” Jongdae begins, “is home to a particularly nasty flock of Spearows. Everyone knows that. You’d have to be a complete moron to go in there looking for Pokémon with just your low-level Vulpix.”
“I-”
“Let me guess,” Jongdae says, pushing a bandage onto Chanyeol’s face with a little more force than necessary. “You didn’t know.”
“Of course I didn’t!” Chanyeol yells and then winces again when Jongdae puts more disinfectant on his wounds.
“Then you really are an idiot,” Jongdae mutters, getting the next bandage ready.
“I’m not-”
“You have a Pokédex, don’t you?” Jongdae snaps, finally letting his anger and frustration get the better of him. “Doing a little research on Route One would have prevented all of this. Your Pokédex is full of all kinds of information to keep trainers and their Pokémon safe.”
“I’m-” Chanyeol sniffs and Jongdae’s surprised when he looks up to see tears forming in the teenager’s eyes. “I’m sorry. I’ll be more careful next time.”
“Tell that to your Vulpix.”
“She’ll be okay, won’t she?” Chanyeol asks in a small voice.
Jongdae sighs. “As long as there are no complications with her surgery, she’ll be fine. You’ll be able to see her when they’re finished operating.”
“Thank you,” Chanyeol says as Jongdae finishes up putting the last bandage on a particularly deep scratch down Chanyeol’s arm.
“You’re welcome,” Jongdae replies. “Someone will come by later to update you on her condition.” He finishes gathering up the supplies, packing the unused materials back into the kit and tossing the rest. He heads back to his station at the front desk, glancing at the clock as he tucks the first-aid kit back where it belongs. It’s nearly an hour past the end of his shift. Jongdae wants to stay and make sure that Chanyeol and his Vulpix will be okay, but he’s tired after a long shift. And they’ll still be here in the morning when he gets back.
020
Pairing: Chanyeol/Kai
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 401
Prompt: Can you do a KaiYeol based on this post
Jongin knows that Chanyeol means well. But even then, he can’t help but sigh every time Chanyeol brings something new back to the dorms for him. A cute beanie. A character mug. A pair of shoes.
“It reminded me of you,” Chanyeol says, handing over the latest gift to Jongin.
It’s a silly snapback that Jongin will probably never wear, yet he takes it with a smile and a thank you, Hyung. Chanyeol beams at him.
But then there are those times when Jongin wants to punch Chanyeol in the face.
Chanyeol is naturally an extremely friendly person, Jongin gets that. What he doesn’t understand though, is why Chanyeol is only overly touchy-feely with him. There are other members in Exo too, yet Jongin is the only one that gets borderline inappropriately touched by Chanyeol.
“Chanyeol!” Jongin squeaks, flustered when Chanyeol’s fingers brush a little too close to where it shouldn’t be. Jongin can’t even bat Chanyeol’s hand away because they’re in the middle of practicing for another performance and Chanyeol’s arms are supposed to be around him. “Hyung, stop messing around.”
“I’m sorry, sometimes I just can’t keep my hands off of you,” Chanyeol confesses later, when they’re back at the dorms. It’s the deep, smooth sound of his voice that eventually has Jongin giving in. He’ll never admit it, but he’s always had a thing for Chanyeol’s voice.
So when his Hyung corners him in their room after the performance and speaks to him in a voice that’s even deeper, rougher, (and a million times sexier) than normal?
“Fuck,” Jongin curses right before he closes the distance between them and climbs into Chanyeol’s lap.
“Jongin wha-” Jongin cuts him off as he presses their lips together. Chanyeol doesn’t move for a split second but when he does, he doesn’t stop. His arms curl around Jongin, pulling him closer as he kisses Jongin back with just as much force. Jongin’s lips part easily for Chanyeol’s tongue as Chanyeol tangles his fingers in Jongin’s hair, deepening the kiss even more.
It’s rough, Jongin pouring all his frustration with Chanyeol into the kiss, but it’s also a bit sweet too, the way Chanyeol’s lips fit perfectly against his own. Jongin had thought that with a few kisses, he’d satisfy Chanyeol’s lust and maybe he has a bit. But the only problem is that now he can’t get enough of Chanyeol.