Here's a collection of seongjoong oneshots that I wrote based on my imagination. They are smutty, fluffy, or kinky. In my writing, seongjoong is a switch couple, so no fixed top/bottom. They might also possess female parts in some chapters so if you...
CW: joong pussy, fingering, he's a little drunk, squirting. If you're uncomfortable with this, do not read.
*Hwa is top, joong is bottom* Side couple: woosan This chapter is kinda funny imo
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(Bringing back this pic from the outlaw trailer because I haven't moved on from it😫)
Hongjoong and his friend, wooyoung, were at a convenience store one night, to celebrate their successful job interview. They bought cup noodles, soju, and sat at the seating area in the store.
"Geonbae!" They cheered, clinking their soju bottles together, before proceeding to take a long swig of alcohol.
"Gosh that taste good when you're in a good mood," hongjoong said with sparkly eyes, he checked to see if his noodles were cooked and began slurping on them.
"Told ya! You and I are employed, we're not gonna be broke anymore!" Wooyoung beamed, stomping his feet on the ground with excitement.
Since it was already late, the store was quiet apart from their occasional outburst of happiness. From where the boys were sitting, they could see out the window and onto the roadside. Which is why when two motorcyclist pulled over along the curb, they looked up from their meal.
The bells dangling on the doors jingled as two men walked in. Meanwhile, hongjoong and wooyoung continued to talk about random things.
"Imagine dating your boss," wooyoung snickered, getting nothing but an eye roll from his friend. "Think about it, it could be really fun."
"Young-ah, a situation like that is going to get you sacked."
"But it's the boss we're doing, they can't sack me."
Hongjoong was about to reply, when he heard someone talking behind him. He turned around briefly and caught a glimpse of the two motorcyclist chatting down the aisle that was in his view. "Oh my god, look..." He said softly, poking wooyoung's arm. The other boy turned around and his jaw fell on the floor. "Fucking eye candy."
They were dressed in all black leather, with orange coloured highlights around the jacket sleeves and pants. Magnificent silver jewellery hung from their necks, and their hair was slicked back; one of them styled it just like that, and the other man, slightly shorter, had it tied into a low ponytail.
"Do your pants suddenly feel very tight?" Wooyoung whispered, and it knocked hongjoong out of his day dreams. He turned back around swiftly and shoved noodles into his mouth. "Stop staring, wooyoung!" He whispered back with his mouth full.
The boys tried their best to mind their own business, but they couldn't help but strain their ears to listen to those attractive looking men behind them. At some point, hongjoong attempted to peek at them through the reflection of the glass window. He couldn't look away from it afterwards.
