[One Shot] One summer day {HaniBani}

Título: One summer day

Autora: Riz Aino

Pareja: HaniBani (Park Wonbin + Hong Seunghan) (RIIZE)

Clasificación: NC–17

Géneros: AU, romance, smut, pwp

Número de palabras: 4.011 palabras

Resumen: el parque de atracciones nunca le había parecido tan interesante a Wonbin antes de que Seunghan le propusiera subirse a la noria con él.

Advertencias: relaciones sexuales explícitas y semi-públicas.

Notas: historia escrita debido a un sueño muy random que tuve con dos señores follando en una noria.

Comentario de autora: hay veces en las que me pregunto qué es lo que tengo en la cabeza para hacer cosas tan aleatorias. Espero que os guste.

—Quiero churros —dijo Chanyoung, justo cuando acababan de bajar del barco vikingo.

—¿Tiene hambre mi niño pequeño? —le preguntó en ese momento Sungchan al otro chico, hablándole como si fuera un bebé y acercándose a él para cogerlo de los mofletes mientras Chanyoung trataba de zafarse de su agarre.

—Creo que he visto antes un puesto de churros por allí —comentó Eunseok entonces, señalando el camino por el cual habían venido antes para hacer cola para montarse en la atracción.

—Vamos entonces a por churros —dijo Shotaro alegremente, cogiendo a Sohee del brazo y comenzando a andar en la dirección marcada sin esperar a nada ni nadie más.

 

[One Shot] Taste It (My Syrup) [English ver.] {JeongBin}

Title: Taste it (My syrup) [English ver.]

Author: Riz Aino

Pairing: JeongBin (Park Hanbin + Lee Jeonghyeon) (EVNNE)

Grade: NC–17

Genres: AU, college, romance, fluff, smut, pwp

Word count: 4k words

Summary: When Jeonghyeon finishes his exams, the last thing he thinks he's going to do that afternoon is end up full of syrup because of Hanbin... although he doesn't really care either.

Warnings: explicit sexual relations and the use of syrup in them.

Notes: story written basically because I looked up the translation of Syrup's lyrics (from EVNNE, evidently) and they hurt me.

Author's comment: it was necessary, you know it was really necessary, you know it as well as I do, so I couldn't resist it. I hope you like it.

It was horribly hot, muggy and humid outside, so when Jeonghyeon entered the dormitory and the polar cold from the air conditioning in the hallway reached him, the boy felt suddenly refreshed. He knew that such sudden changes in temperature were not really good and that he would probably end up with a cold when he was already at his parents' house for the summer and the cold left him unable to go out. However, that would be Jeonghyeon's problem in the future. The Jeonghyeon of the present was hot because his teachers hadn't been bright enough not to give him the last exam of the semester in the middle of July in the middle of the day, so when he had gone out, it had been terribly hot and all the boy needed was a little coolness. That's why he stayed in the hallway, right under the air conditioning machine, before going upstairs to his shared room, where he hoped that his roommate had enough lights to turn on the fan... although with Park Hanbin you could never tell.

 

[One Shot] Taste it (My Syrup) {JeongBin}

Título: Taste it (My syrup)

Autora: Riz Aino

Pareja: JeongBin (Park Hanbin + Lee Jeonghyeon) (EVNNE)

Clasificación: NC–17

Géneros: AU, college, romance, fluff, smut, pwp

Número de palabras: 4.316 palabras

Resumen: cuando Jeonghyeon termina sus exámenes lo último que piensa que va a hacer aquella tarde es acabar lleno de sirope por culpa de Hanbin... aunque tampoco es que le importe demasiado.

Advertencias: relaciones sexuales explícitas y uso de sirope en ellas.

Notas: historia escrita básicamente porque busqué la traducción de la letra de Syrup (de EVNNE, evidentemente) y me hizo daño.

Comentario de autora: era necesario, sabéis que era muy necesario, lo sabéis tan bien como yo, así que no me podía resistir a ello. Espero que os guste.

 

 

En la calle hacía un calor horroroso, bochornoso y húmedo, así que, cuando Jeonghyeon entró a la residencia y el frío polar del aire acondicionado del vestíbulo llegó hasta él, el chico se sintió refrescado de golpe. Sabía que no era realmente bueno aquellos cambios tan bruscos de temperatura y que probablemente acabaría resfriado cuando ya estuviera en casa de sus padres pasando el verano y el catarro lo dejase sin poder salir. No obstante, eso sería problema del Jeonghyeon del futuro. El del presente estaba acalorado porque sus profesores no habían tenido las luces suficientes para no ponerle el último examen del semestre, en pleno julio, a medio día, así que, cuando había salido hacía un calor terrible y lo único que el chico necesitaba era fresquito. Por eso mismo, se quedó en el vestíbulo, justo bajo la máquina del aire acondicionado, antes de subir hasta su habitación compartida, donde esperaba que su compañero hubiera tenido las luces suficientes para encender el ventilador... aunque con Park Hanbin nunca se podía saber.

 

[One Shot] Addicted [English ver.] {KyuJung}

Title: Addicted [English ver.]

Author: Riz Aino

Pairing: KyuJung (KB + Yoojung) (OnlyOneOf)

Rating: NC–17

Genres: AU, romance, smut, pwp

Word count: 6.4k

Summary: Taeyeob didn't expect much from that night, just to have some fun drinking and dancing... but in the end, it ended up being the best night of his life.

Warnings: explicit sexual content.

Notes: this story is related to Colors of the Season, although it can be read separately.

Author's comment: the idea was born from a mini-conversation in the mentioned fanfic where Yoojung said that he had hooked up with a guy and it was the best night of his life. I hope you like it.

 

 

Taeyeob already had a couple of drinks on him when he decided to move away from the couches he had been sitting on with his college friends so far to get into the middle of the dance floor. What he liked most about going out partying and getting into a pub or a disco, was being able to drink a little to uninhibit himself and dance without any shame, although normally he wasn't too embarrassed to do anything, with alcohol coursing through his veins he felt much more capable of giving it his all on the dance floor, not caring in the least about anything. He made his way through the dancing bodies until he reached the very center of the dance floor and once there, he began to move to the rhythm of the music, which was booming in his ears, loud, making it echo in his head because the speakers were so much closer. He didn't pay attention to anything or anyone, he just moved as the music asked him to, not really expecting anything from that night other than to have fun for a while drinking and dancing, de-stressing from the university, forgetting for a few moments about all the work he had to do and hand in for the next few weeks. Taeyeob let himself be carried away by the music, let it envelop him completely and abstracted himself from reality, focusing only on moving his body.

 

[One Shot] Colors of the Season [English ver.] {JunRie}

Title: Colors of the Season [English ver.]

Author: Riz Aino

Pairing: JunRie (Rie + JunJi) (OnlyOneOf)

Rating: R

Genres: AU, cat cafes, romance, fluff, humour, light drama, smut

Word count: 11.6k

Summary: Sungho likes cats. Junhyung is like a cat, therefore, Sungho likes Junhyung. (Or alternatively, Junhyung works at a cat cafe, Sungho falls in love with him at first sight and can't stop himself from going to see him).

Warnings: not particularly explicit sexual intercourse.

Notes: story inspired purely and simply because both Rie and Junji like cats and Junji sometimes behaves like one.

Author's comment: this was one of the first ideas I had back in early 2020 when I decided to start writing about OOO and I was really looking forward to translate it. I hope you like it.

 

 

1. Autumn

 

Sungho had sat down on one of the park benches where he'd arranged to meet Yongsoo, tired of standing and waiting. Yongsoo was late, as usual, and Sungho didn't really blame him, the boy's internal clock was completely different from everyone else's and everything he did, he did it at turtle speed. That's why he had taken the tactic of telling him an hour before he was actually going to go, so that when he arrived at the place where they had arranged to meet, he wouldn't have to wait too long. That day, however, it seemed that YongSoo was going to take a lot longer than he was used to, so he had decided to sit and wait and watch the scenery around him for a few moments. Autumn had already arrived in the park, even though the season had only just begun. The leaves of most of the trees had already turned ochre and red and many of them were already on the ground. It was a beautiful sight, even though autumn wasn't really his favourite season of the year, he couldn't deny that the view was beautiful. Sungho took out his phone to take a picture of what was in front of him and save it for later, and just as he tapped his screen to capture it, a notification from Yongsoo popped up, so he opened it.

 

[One Shot] HIDEOUT [English ver.] {WooSan}

Title: HIDEOUT

Author: Riz Aino

Pairing: WooSan (San + Wooyoung) (ATEEZ)

Clasification: NC–17

Genres: AU, smut, pwp

Word count: 3.3k

Summary: After months stationed in that van, San and Wooyoung aren't able to keep their hands off each other anymore.

Warnings: explicit sexual content.

Notes: story inspired by the Outlaw trailer.

Author's comment: I was just chillin' one day when ATEEZ fucked up my life and my to-write list. I hope you like it.

 

 

Wooyoung had lost count of how many months he and San had been in that van, stationed near the door of the Prestige Academy, standing guard, waiting for a signal to begin their intervention... a signal that never came. Wooyoung was honestly bored, doing the same thing every day and barely leaving the place was getting on his nerves, but it was what they had to do and they had to be there. They could only wait for the moment to come as soon as possible and not despair in the attempt, although each day was getting longer and longer, with nothing to do in that place. Perhaps, when it was his turn to get out of the van and go to the safe house to shower while San stood guard in his place, he would grab one of the incomplete packs of cards lying around and take it with him to kill time. The boy sighed deeply and leaned out of the van window, staring up at the starless night sky and wishing there was at least one bright spot or two in the dark expanse to keep him busy counting, but all he could do when he stuck his head out the window was breathe in some polluted air. He hoped that, sooner rather than later, it would be over and they could get down to business because he was about to go mad.

 

[One Shot] HIDEOUT {WooSan}

Título: HIDEOUT

Autora: Riz Aino

Pareja: WooSan (San + Wooyoung) (ATEEZ)

Clasificación: NC–17

Géneros: AU, smut, pwp

Número de palabras: 3.376 palabras

Resumen: tras meses apostados en aquella furgoneta, San y Wooyoung no son capaces de mantener sus manos alejadas del otro más.

Advertencias: relaciones sexuales explícitas.

Notas: historia inspirada por el trailer de Outlaw.

Comentario de autora: yo estaba tranquilamente un día cuando ATEEZ me jodió la vida y la lista de cosas por escribir. Espero que os guste.

 

 

Wooyoung había perdido la cuenta de cuántos meses llevaban San y él en aquella furgoneta, apostados cerca de la puerta de la Prestige Academy, haciendo guardia, esperando por una señal para comenzar su intervención... una señal que no llegaba. Wooyoung estaba sinceramente aburrido, hacer todos los días lo mismo y apenas salir de aquel lugar lo tenían de los nervios, pero era lo que les había tocado y tenían que estar allí. Solo podían esperar a que el momento llegase lo más pronto posible y no desesperar en el intento, aunque cada día se le hacía más y más largo, sin nada que poder hacer en aquel lugar. Quizás, cuando le tocara salir de la furgoneta para ir al piso franco a ducharse mientras San hacía guardia en su lugar, cogería una de las incompletas barajas de cartas que había por allí y se la llevaría para matar el tiempo. El chico suspiró profundamente y se asomó por la ventanilla de la furgoneta, observando el cielo nocturno sin estrellas y deseando que al menos hubiera algún que otro punto brillante en aquella extensión oscura para mantenerlo ocupado contando, pero lo único que pudo hacer al sacar su cabeza por la ventanilla fue respirar un poco de aire contaminado. Esperaba que, más pronto que tarde, se acabara aquello y pudieran pasar a la acción porque estaba a punto de volverse loco.

 

[One Shot] IMPURITIES [English ver.] {Purinz}

Title: IMPURITIES [English ver.]

Author: Riz Aino

Pairing: Purinz (Kim Chaewon + Huh Yunjin) [LE SSERAFIM].

Clasification: NC–17

Genres: AU, romance, smut, pwp

Word count: 3.9k

Summary:

Impurity:

f. lat. adj.

Condition of that which is not pure. Lack of purity or chastity.

Warnings: explicit sexual relations.

Notes: story taken out of the chest of memories because it had literally been gathering dust for years and I decided to write it down by changing the initial group (Red Velvet) for LE SSERAFIM.

Author's comment: pictures of lesbians on beds doing their make-up have been haunting me for years and I had to write this for once and for all. I hope you like it.

 

 

Yunjin looked at herself in the bathroom mirror one last time before deciding to leave. She still didn't quite recognise herself when she looked at her reflection, her blonde hair with a few strands of various colours wasn't what the girl was used to seeing when she looked in the mirror, nor did she get used to the gel nails she had on her fingers and that every time she picked something up, it would fall off. Sakura had told her that, in the end, she would get used to holding things in a certain way and Kazuha had told her that, even if the hair colour made her look like a stranger the first few days, in just a week she would be happy with the change... but it had been a couple of days since she had let her friends drag her to the hairdresser's to get that change of look and Yunjin still didn't feel really comfortable with it. Before doing the crazy thing of bleaching her hair and enduring the itching and pain in her head for hours until her black hair had turned to an almost radioactive chicken blonde, the girl was used to going unnoticed, to no one paying her the slightest attention, blending in with the rest of the university students who walked around like zombies and had barely had time to comb their hair in the morning, but since she was blonde, she stood out too much in the crowd because she was taller than the average girl and now that colour stood out more.

 

[One Shot] IMPURITIES {Purinz}

Título: IMPURITIES

Autora: Riz Aino

Pareja: Purinz (Kim Chaewon + Huh Yunjin) [LE SSERAFIM]

Clasificación: NC–17

Géneros: AU, romance, smut, pwp

Número de palabras: 3.968 palabras

Resumen: 

Impureza:

f. adj. lat.

Condición de lo que no es puro. Falta de pureza o castidad.

Advertencias: relaciones sexuales explícitas.

Notas: historia sacada del baúl de los recuerdos porque literalmente llevaba años cogiendo polvo y me decidí a escribirla cambiando al grupo inicial (Red Velvet) por LE SSERAFIM.

Comentario de autora: las fotos de señoras sobre camas maquillando a otras señoras llevan años persiguiéndome y tenía que escribir esto de una puñetera vez. Espero que os guste.

 

 

Yunjin se miró en el espejo del baño una última vez antes de decidirse a salir. Todavía no se terminaba de reconocer cuando miraba su reflejo, su pelo rubio y con algunas mechas de varios colores no era lo que la chica estaba acostumbrada a ver cuando se miraba al espejo, tampoco terminaba de acostumbrarse a las uñas de gel que tenía en sus dedos y que cada vez que cogía algo, se le terminaba cayendo. Sakura le había dicho que, al final, se acabaría acostumbrando a coger las cosas de una determinada manera y Kazuha le había comentado que, aunque el color de pelo la hiciera parecer una extraña los primeros días, en apenas una semana estaría encantada con el cambio... pero habían pasado un par de días desde que había dejado que sus amigas la arrastrasen a la peluquería para hacerse aquel cambio de look y Yunjin todavía no se sentía realmente cómoda con ello. Antes de hacer esa locura de decolorarse el pelo y aguantar el picor y dolor en la cabeza durante horas hasta que su pelo negro había pasado a un rubio pollo casi radiactivo, la chica estaba acostumbrada a pasar desapercibida, a que nadie le prestase la más mínima atención, mimetizándose con el resto de los universitarios que caminaban como zombies y apenas habían tenido tiempo para peinarse por la mañana, pero desde que estaba rubia, desentonaba demasiado entre la multitud porque era más alta que la media de chicas y ahora destacaba más ese color.