You’re in Chicago, his home town, visiting his parents and one night you two lovebirds go to a Chicago Bears game at Soldier Field.
Da game is going good and da Bears are winnin’ and he’s kinda sorta actin’ nervous, but you just assume he’s excited about da game. Right before half-time, Peniel excuses himself to da bathroom.
Just as half-time begins, he rushes back to your seat, acting even more nervous. You’re sitting there enjoying some half-time festivities when suddenly people around you are looking at you and smiling and cheering.
You’re confused as to why everyone is suddenly taking notice of you and your boyfriend, but then you catch a glimpse of the jumbotron.
You and Peniel are zoomed in and focused on the screen. You’re shocked, embarrassed, confused. But that doesn’t compare to how you feel next. Watching for yourself on the screen, you see Peniel get up from his seat and kneel down in front of you in the aisle. You turn to him next to you with such bewilderment and ask, “What are you doing??”
He looks up at you and smiles, “Baby, you mean so much to me…” Peniel reaches into his hoodie pocket and pulls out a small box. “I’ve had a very fortunate life, but there is no fortune I treasure more than you.”
The whole stadium aww’s.
"Nothing on Earth would make me happier than being able to spend the rest of my life with you," Peniel opens the box revealing a breathtaking ring. You gasp as tears fill your eyes, and you notice a slight sparkle in his as he waits for your answer. The crowd is almost silent. You look up at yourself one more time on the screen to make sure this is really happening, and turn back to your man.
Before the word “yes” even finishes escaping your mouth, you wrap your arms around his neck and squeeze him tight. The stadium erupts with applause, but you barely notice all of the attention on you now. You’re engaged.
INTRODUCING: IDOLS IN SITUATIONS!
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We write “He’s a little nervous staring down at the ring. He finally bucks up the courage to ask. ’Will you marry me?’ His reflection in the full length mirror stares back him, tears glistening in his giant eyeballs. ’Oh man, you’re so hot. Check out my bod. So glad I bought this ring for myself. I do! Hey Yoochun, you’re a minister right?’ he skips out of the room, blissful with his new fiance.”
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You leave for school with the intention to ream out your boyfriend for forgetting your birthday. You can’t get in touch with him through his phone, but eventually you spot one of his photography classmates. He informs you that Myungsoo is in the dark room developing photos.
You barrel through that door like a bat out of hell. He looks up with you, silent.
You go off on him. “Oh my god, I’m so disappointed in you. It’s my birthday and you didn’t even text me? I was really looking forward to spending time with you today! And you’re here? What photos are so important that you couldn’t even answer my calls?”
Myungsoo is quiet. He just takes it. He looks up at you every few seconds to see you waving your hands in frustration, but he’s still concentrating on his photo soaking in solution.
"Why won’t you even stick up for yourself? Don’t you have anything to say? An excuse? A reason? An argument? Anything!" You want to take everything he’s working on at the table and throw it to the floor out of anger.
Without showing any emotion, Myungsoo grabs the photo out of the dish and brings it over to the drying line. You’re pissed off and baffled he’s acting like this. You walk over to the drying line and intend to grab that photo so you can crumple it to the floor.
Just as he’s finished clipping the corners, your hands reach up to snatch it away, but with reflexes like a cat Myungsoo grabs both your wrists with his hands and holds them firmly as he stares into your eyes. Is he that angry? Or is it just the red light in the room making his eyes look like that…
'You want to know why I didn't call you?” he asks softly.
You are stunned by his grip, so you just nod.
"I wanted it to be a surprise…" he glances up to the drying photo, "but I couldn’t get here earlier to develop it."
As you look up at the photo, wrists still in his grip, you can see that the drying photo is actually a candid portrait.. of you. (what whaaaaaaaaat??)
You’re shocked, and touched. Then, without anymore words, Myungsoo pulls your wrists and wraps them around his neck. He then slides his hands down your arms and traces your curves to rest on your hips as he goes in for a tender, soft kiss. Your hands that were placed there turn to grip the back of his head for a closer, more sensual, make out session.
The lighting in the room adds to the mood, and you move over to an empty lab table. Myungsoo lays you down on your back so he can begin to give you another birthday present… with his mouth……delivered to your lady bits…….
He works those lips right. Good thing it’s the weekend and the photo lab is empty, because you can barely contain your moans of satisfaction (and you know he fuggin loves to hear you). He loves to look up at you with those eyes, striking a smirk on his face with confidence.
But then, you stop him. It’s your turn to thank him for his gift. You know how much he loves to look down on you getting to work on his man bits, so you go for it. He likes it when you’re on top. He lays back with one arm behind his head, staring up at you while you ride him.
He’s really good with his moves (just Paradise-ing all up in you). It’s sweaty and full of hot breathes and grunts. He’s limited with words, but shows his passion with every thrust.
When you’re both spent, you snuggle close together on the lab table.
"Thank you so much for the lovely gift. I’m sorry I blew up at you before.." you cuddle in closer.
"It’s alright, I was pretty much asking for it. I’m glad you like the portrait," Myungsoo reaches up to a shelf behind him, grabbing his pro-expert camera. He smirks and points it towards you, naked in his arms, "Now what do you say… we take some photos as a present for me?"
"Myungsoo!" you playfully push his camera away. (u know u be takin those pics tho gurl go on witcho bad self wit nudie pitchyas guuurl u bad)
sorry, submissions are closed (◕‿◕✿)
You’ve been tutoring this kid in English for a long time now, about two years, and you notice lately at your lessons he’s been really stressed out and not acting like his usual smiley self.
You put your hand on his young shoulder and are like “Hey.. Justin.. what’s up? You seem distracted.”
Dongho sighs (his english name is Justin, we dun googled dat on da internets) and lightly puts down his pencil. “I’m thinking about making some changes in my life pretty soon, that’s all.”
"Awww, change is good!" you smile brightly, trying to cheer him up.
"Noona…" Dongho continues to stare down at his papers, "I don’t think we’ll be seeing each other next week."
Confused, you inch a little closer on the bench you’re sharing, “Do you have something planned? We could reschedule the day..”
"No.." he looks up at you, "Today will be our final lesson, I’m afraid."
Unsure how to respond, you look around the room a bit, “Oh…may I ask why?”
He stares long for a moment into your eyes before responding, “Because after today I no longer want to be your student… but instead your boyfriend.”
Flustered, you begin to recoil a bit on the bench. He is quite younger than you, though you two have grown close over the years. Before you can respond you feel a slight warmth on your face as Dongho’s hand cups your cheek, pulling you in for a soft and romantic kiss. (uuUuUu)
You don’t even stop it. This is very unlike the usual quiet, adorable student you’ve been teaching for the past two years. Dongho moves a little aggressively, standing up while still kissing you and moving you onto the table.
Shoving text books and notes aside, Dongho lays you down on your back. He shimmies your panties out from under your skirt and undoes his pants quickly. He doesn’t do any foreplay, he just goes all in.
A sweaty mess the entire time, Dongho works your body right with hard but pleasing thrusts. The way he moves reminds you how young and inexperienced he is, but it’s oh so good.
It doesn’t last long, however it’s not because he finishes early. Towards the end, when things started to get real loud, the door swings open and Eli walks in.
"Heyyoooohhohwoah oh. Oh shit."
"Seems like the uh.. lesson is going well.. I uh.. just wanted to see if you needed some help but it looks like you got everything covered heh heh…By the way, the English word for all of that is pronounced ‘awesome’ .. HA’ and then highfives himself on the way out as a bald eagle flies in from the window and closes the door. (AMURICAA)
Embarrassed, you hide your face in your hands as Dongho begins to laugh. “I’m sorry, noona.. he ruined the moment” and cuddles next to you.
"It’s okay," you sigh, "There will be plenty of other chances…since you’re no longer my student anymore.."
Dongho smiles up at you and whispers, “Awesome.”
requests are clooooosed~~~
So you’re at the gym with your two besties, getting yo sweat on. It’s real late at night so there’s only a couple other guys in there with you. You’re working you fine ass on an elliptical while your friends are sitting on a nearby machine cackling and eating raisinettes (negative working out).
One of the dudes gets on a treadmill next you and kind of checks you out real quick, but nothing creepy.
Your friends pick up on it and giggle at eachother. You shoot them a fierce look shutting them up for like two seconds, but they start giggling again almost instantly. The guy blushes a lil bit and smiles shyly.
“I’m sorry about them…they don’t know how to act around an attractive man” you say to him.
They giggle louder and one says “We’re gonna go! PHOTO EVIDENCE IF ANYTHING HAPPENS.”
The other says “WE SHIP IT!” as they leave.
Hayden and Claire never cease to embarrass you.
“What do they mean by ‘they ship it’?” the handsome guy asks.
You kinda fumble over your words trying to explain shipping to him without sounding fuggin nuts. He cutely laughs at the definition you give him and goes “well if they think we should be together you should at least know my name. I’m Minhyuk.” He smiles at you.
You tell him your name and you guys chat eachother up for a bit. Eventually you end your time together. Minhyuk looks a bit sad, but you tell him you come to this gym often so you’ll see him around maybe.
You’re almost to the women’s locker room when you realize you’ve left your phone on the elliptical. You turn back to get it, but right behind you is Minhyuk. He has your phone.
“Hey thanks!” you smile at him.
Minhyuk looks nervous, but bucks up some courage and says “I…don’t know if I can wait until next time to see you…”
You begin to ‘awww’ at him, but he stops that by taking your lips in his. Shocked, but pleased you 100% go with it. You both fumble into the locker room. You get his shirt off his sticky body and daaaaaayyuuuuuuuuuuum he is fiiiine.
He is gonna take his time with you. His hands are gently going to roam your body while his lips and tongue taste as much of you as possible (‘specially yo baps). One of his hands will butter up yo lady bits to get you ready for some lovin’.
He’s rougher than you expected, given the sweet foreplay, but you like it (wut r u dumb). He keeps a great rhythm, but doesn’t keep you in the same position. He’s gonna look for the one that’s gonna make you squeal the most.
Once he finds it, he’s gonna go at you a lil harder causing you to yell out his name which he loves. He finishes up, and holds your sweaty bodies together for a few minutes. You see him start to blush again.
“What?” you ask.
“Ah…well… I was just thinking this would be the perfect time to take a shower.” He confesses.
omg talk to him and tell us his name and send us pics and fall in love i ship it
srsly guys we miss you what the crap.
You guys know you can message us whenever with whatever anytime right? This blog isn’t just for the Idols in Bed stuff!
We are a blog that likes to chat with you guys, cus we’re all pals here.
Aiight, this kid is like my bias so let’s try this shit out.
So your roommate’s cousin is visiting for a couple of days and this kid has been ticking you off since the second he walked in.
Your roomie had to go into work and you were left home with Seunghyun one night. Anytime you do something he asks you dumb lil questions and you are pretty fed up with him, so you decided to escape him by taking a well-deserved shower (you shower on the reg don’t worry).
You’re in there for a lil bit, enjoying the warm water when the lights go out. You panic for a second and then you hear the toilet flush and your body is battered with cold water. You can hear laughing and you see red. You hop out of the shower, leave it running, and grab a towel.
Seunghyun is in the hallway doubled over. You lose your shit. You scream at him about how you’re done with his childish shit and you’re asking your roomie when she gets back to make you leave. Seunghyun goes silent and looks guilty.
You huff back into the bathroom slamming the door.
Once again, you let the warm water wash over you, trying to calm yourself down. The lights go off, but flick right back on. You start to yell when the shower curtain is drawn back. You squeak and cover yourself the best you can.
Seunghyun is staring you down.
You’re so freaked out that you are unable to move. He steps in with you, soaking his clothing. You don’t know what to do. You want to tell him to fuck off, but something is stopping you.
He takes the back of your neck into his hand and kisses you deeply. You let frustration go and kiss him harder. His hands start roaming your body and you start to get him naked. His wet clothes flop onto the floor and you two start to get busy.
Your body slicks his up cause of the soap and it makes for an awesome time. He might throw in some crazy moves you wouldn’t expect, especially in such a small area. He’s pretty rhythmic (rhythm guitaaaaah wigitty waaaaaaa) and knows how to make you squirm.
You guys finish up and grab some towels. As you’re walking down the hallway he whips you in the ass with his towel.
You start screaming at him again.