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KEY

f - fluff a - angst m - mature/heavy themes (i do not write smut, but not everything here will be appropriate for all ages, proceed with caution and read all warnings provided at the beginning of fics) h - humor/crack fic ✦ - author favorite

the starlightkuniverses

➺ series of multiple fics that take place in the same universe. pick your favorite member or read them all

➺ the strawberry sunday anthology (f, m, h, ✦)

modern magical creatures au, modern fantasy au, college au ── fairy!jungwoo, vampire!kun, werewolf!jeno, dragon!jisung, werewolf!sungchan, human!renjun, and basilisk!mark * :✧˚ ·♡. ─── read here

➺ the ayakashi series (f, a, m)

based off the otome game 'ayakashi romance reborn,' modern yokai au ── tengu!jeno, oni!kun, human!jaehyun, and snow spirit!doyoung * :✧˚ ·♡. ─── read here

➺ sleepless cinderella (f, a, m)

based off wayv's dream launch plan videos and the otome game 'sleepless cinderella' ── pilot!kun, surgeon!ten, actor!sicheng, director!dejun, robotics engineer!kunhang, and f1 racer!yangyang * :✧˚ ·♡. ─── read here

special events

➺ 2023 hallmark movie marathon (f, a)

christmas-themed, new years-themed ── three (and a half) fics with very cheesy hallmark movie-esque premises and tropes for the holiday season, all starring kun * :✧˚ ·♡. ─── read here

qian kun

➺ sweet girl (f, m, ✦) ── 53.9k

from the ayakashi series, oni!kun, onmyoji!reader ── in which you have to juggle love, friends, school, and a great evil that could destroy your city * :✧˚ ·♡. ─── read here

➺ romance is dead (f, m, h, ✦) ── 19.4k + 10.3k sequel

part of the strawberry sunday universe, vampire!kun, human!reader, "uh-oh one of us drank a love potion" but with a twist, strangers(ish) to lovers ── in which there’s a mix-up with a love potion, and you're suddenly being courted by a several-hundred-year-old vampire. it's not all sonnets and bouquets, though, as you're keenly aware that kun's love could turn to thirst. and maybe you wouldn't mind if it did * :✧˚ ·♡. ─── read here | sequel

➺ sleepless cinderella (f, a) ── 11.4k

from the sleepless cinderella series, pilot!kun, journalist!reader ── in which you become your own cinderella one night, with six prince charmings to choose from * :✧˚ ·♡. ─── read here

➺ much mistletoeing about nothing (a, f) ── 7.6k + 1.9k sequel

exes to lovers, christmas-themed, getting snowed in trope, cuddling to share warmth trope ── in which your first mistake was saying yes to christmas dinner with your ex. your second mistake was being late to said christmas dinner. and your third... * :✧˚ ·♡. ─── read here | sequel

➺ hopeless for the holidays (f) ── 8.7k

strangers to lovers, new years-themed, attorney kun, wedding planner reader, aged up kun & reader (mid/late thirties) ── in which your friend drags you to a singles mixer being thrown by the local bar association, and you're less than thrilled. in between betting her coworker that he won't find someone to kiss by midnight and helping her avoid her ex from law school, you hardly expect to meet someone like qian kun * :✧˚ ·♡. ─── read here

➺ hold my red heart (f) ── 3.4k

christmas-themed, fake dating trope, f2l ── in which you need some help getting rid of a very persistent coworker, and what better way than bringing your boyfriend to the office christmas party? only problem, you don't have a boyfriend. enter kun. * :✧˚ ·♡. ─── read here

➺ [WIP...] frankenstein complex (f, m)

sci-fi, distant future, black op mission captain kun, ?????? reader, humans and aliens and robots ── in which the crew of the vision finds you as the sole survivor of a classified research facility and there's more gaps in your memory than memories themselves. on top of that, you've got this weird feeling that the captain of the crew you've found yourself with isn't exactly what he seems...

➺ [WIP...] the bite (f, a, m)

single dad!kun, single mom!reader, e2l ── in which kun's son bites yours at preschool, and you want nothing to do with this 'mr. qian'

kim doyoung

➺ snowflake (f, a, m) ── 75.3k

from the ayakashi series, snow spirit!doyoung, onmyoji!reader ── in which you experience both great love and great loss, and learn how to battle hypothermia * :✧˚ ·♡. ─── read here

ten

➺ sleepless cinderella (f, a, m) ── 13.8k

from the sleepless cinderella series, surgeon!ten, journalist!reader ── in which you become your own cinderella one night, with six prince charmings to choose from * :✧˚ ·♡. ─── read here

jeong jaehyun

➺ s.c.s. (f, m) ── 66.2k

from the ayakashi series, human!jaehyun, onmyoji!reader, childhood friends to lovers ── in which jaehyun's just always been a family friend, the son of your dad's friend. so why are you so nervous around him now? why are you thinking about kissing him so much? and oh yeah, what's up with all those evil wraiths? * :✧˚ ·♡. ─── read here

➺ valentine boy (f) ── 5.0k

rich kid!au, childhood friends to lovers ── in which you’re reunited with your childhood friend and refuse to let him go this time * :✧˚ ·♡. ─── read here

dong sicheng

➺ sleepless cinderella (f) ── 13.5k

from the sleepless cinderella series, actor!sicheng, journalist!reader, fake dating, e2l ── in which you become your own cinderella one night, with six prince charmings to choose from * :✧˚ ·♡. ─── read here

kim jungwoo

➺ strawberry sunday (f, ✦) ── 28.4k

part of the strawberry sunday universe, fairy!jungwoo, human!reader, f2l, one (1) tease and one (1) idiot to lovers, slow burn ── in which you, all your friends, and your stupid massive crush on jungwoo go stay in one beach house together for spring break. you're determined to make it out with your secret in tact. but... has jungwoo always looked at you like that? touched you this much? like that? he can't be... flirting with you? * :✧˚ ·♡. ─── read here

➺ second first kiss (f) ── 2.0k

new year's-themed, model!jungwoo, childhood f2l, drabble, gn!reader ── in which you spend every new year's with your best friend jungwoo. except the past couple years he's missed the target on his friendly new year's peck on the cheek, and you can't get him out of your head now * :✧˚ ·♡. ─── read here

➺ [WIP...] finders keepers (f, m)

sci-fi, alien!jungwoo, human!reader, soulmate au but make it aliens ── in which you've never been good at keeping your nose out of trouble, and a spaceship crashing a few meters away from you is right up your alley. the alien inside claiming that you're his soulmate might finally put you out of your depth, though

mark lee

➺ invested (a, f) ── 23.1k

ft. donghyuck, love triangle, matching tattoo soulmate au ── in which you're convinced that you don't have a tattoo, and that you're in love with lee donghyuck * :✧˚ ·♡. ─── read here

➺ [WIP...] baby fangs (f)

part of the strawberry sunday universe, basilisk!mark, sphinx!reader, strangers to lovers, age gap (older reader) ── in which a desperate mark knocks on your door one night when he gets locked out of his friends' apartment, and you get way more than you bargained for in return. you hardly expect that the cute infatuation he displays for you immediately would be anything more; nor that you'd ever find yourself falling for the basilisk and his baby fangs too

xiao dejun

➺ sleepless cinderella (f) ── 14.4k

from the sleepless cinderella series, director!dejun, journalist!reader, childhood friends to lovers ��─ in which you become your own cinderella one night, with six prince charmings to choose from * :✧˚ ·♡. ─── read here

wong kunhang

➺ savior (f, h, ✦) ── 24.3k

royal au, prince!kunhang, princess!reader, "you saved me, so now i'm your problem" ── in which you really should've read up on the customs of your neighboring kingdom before visiting * :✧˚ ·♡. ─── read here

➺ sleepless cinderella (f) ── 11.1k

from the sleepless cinderella series, robotics engineer!kunhang, journalist!reader, e2l ── in which you become your own cinderella one night, with six prince charmings to choose from * :✧˚ ·♡. ─── read here

huang renjun

➺ dr_magic2303 (f, h, m) ── 18.3k

part of the strawberry sunday universe, human!renjun, siren!reader, academic rivals to lovers ── in which a mysterious user by the pseudonym of dr_magic2303 starts popping up on your university’s online forums. you’re determined to get to the bottom of their identity, so you decide to enlist the help of your academic rival for the past four years, huang renjun * :✧˚ ·♡. ─── read here

lee jeno

➺ featherbrain (f, m) ── 48.3k

from the ayakashi series, tengu!jeno, onmyoji!reader ── in which you can't believe you've fallen for this stupid, stupid tengu * :✧˚ ·♡. ─── read here

➺ tongue-tied (f) ── 17.4k

strangers to lovers, model!jeno, journalist!reader, reworked version of old sleepless cinderella route ── in which you find yourself getting sucked deeper and deeper into an article in order to ignore the scarily personal part that won't seem to leave you alone * :✧˚ ·♡. ─── read here

➺ pupsick (f, m) ── 11.8k + 8.8k sequel

part of the strawberry sunday universe, werewolf!jeno, human!reader, f2l, bakery au ── in which jeno's sick and insists that you're the only one that can take care of him. but according to your only other werewolf friend, you're also what's making him sick * :✧˚ ·♡. ─── read here | sequel

lee donghyuck

➺ invested (f, a) ── 23.1k

ft. mark, love triangle, matching tattoo soulmate au ── in which you're convinced that you don't have a tattoo, and that you're in love with lee donghyuck * :✧˚ ·♡. ─── read here

na jaemin

➺ the golden fruit duology (f) ── 32.0k

nades au, hades!jaemin, human!reader, persephone allegory ── in which you think you're trading away a third of your life for your dream job but get much, much more * :✧˚ ·♡. ─── read here

liu yangyang

➺ speedometer (f, ✦) ── 14.1k

street racer!yangyang, college au ── in which you meet someone who sends your heart racing * :✧˚ ·♡. ─── read here

➺ sleepless cinderella (f, a) ── 12.9k

from the sleepless cinderella series, f1 racer!yangyang, journalist!reader ── in which you become your own cinderella one night, with six prince charmings to choose from * :✧˚ ·♡. ─── read here

jung sungchan

➺ buzzer beater series (f, m, ✦) ── 61.6k posted, ongoing series

college au (and after), hockey captain!sungchan, chronically ill!reader (migraines) ── in which you swear you’re only going to the joint halloween party being hosted by the hockey team and nu chi tau for a few minutes just to say hi to sungchan, but as can be expected with your life, something goes horribly, horribly wrong * :✧˚ ·♡. ─── read here

➺ [NEW] the soulmate factory (f, a, ✦) ── 28.9k

science fantasy au, soulmate au (red string), star crossed lovers, mystery ── in which you work at The Soulmate Factory, pressing all the buttons when you’re supposed to, changing strangers’ fates. until one day a red string appears on your finger, and you know something has gone horribly wrong. employees of The Soulmate Factory are explicitly barred from participating in the program. on top of hiding it from your coworkers and bosses, you also have to investigate how this even happened and undo it, before you lose your job and before you meet your soulmate * :✧˚ ·♡. ─── read here

➺ changer (f, a) ── 22.3k + 25.5k sequel

part of the strawberry sunday universe, werewolf!sungchan, human!reader, slowish burn, blind date ── in which you and sungchan are set up on a blind date, and it goes terribly. but a chance second meeting could reignite the spark of... friendship? well shit. * :✧˚ ·♡. ─── read here | sequel

➺ tourist trapped (f) ── 2.4k

enemies to lovers (or are they...) ── in which your day out at the fair with your friends somehow ends up with you stuck at the top of the ferris wheel with the one person you'd been avoiding, sungchan. but you're not avoiding him for the reason that all your friends think you are... * :✧˚ ·♡. ─── read here

park jisung

➺ the dragon's happily ever after (f, h) ── 17.4k

part of the strawberry sunday universe, dragon!jisung, human!reader, f2l, secret relationship/fake not dating trope ── in which you and jisung sort of forgot to tell your nosy friends that you're dating, but realize it's the perfect opportunity to give them a little taste of their own medicine. they're trying to set you two up, while you're trying to see how long it takes them to notice that you're already dating. cue the shenanigans * :✧˚ ·♡. ─── read here

#masterlist #nav #mine #text #updated: 02/24/24 #recent: the soulmate factory & saltwater smiles (from the buzzer beater series)#next: TBA #*100

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mint-yooxgi · 1 year

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{21} - Hotel California - Yandere!Demonic Entities!Ateez X Reader

Yandere AU & Demon AU - Based off of This ask and Hotel California by Eagles

Genre: Mature, Horror, Angst, Fluff, Slight Humor, Smut

Pairing: Ateez X Reader (Slight focus on Wooyoung & Jongho)

Words: 9,260

Warnings: Exhibitionism/Voyerism, Oral (Fem. receiving), a shit ton of praise. This is a Yandere story, it will contain themes such as stalking, violence, obsession, possessive natures, and just general overall creepiness and swearing. You have been warned.

A/n: This is my first time writing a smut like this, so please bear with me. I really hope you all enjoy it, I didn’t actually end the chapter how I thought it would end, but I'll just end the next one how I originally planned this chapter to end. That being said, I don’t think the next chapter will be extremely long then, but I will warn you, shit is about to go down. For now, enjoy this fluffy smut! As always, feedback is greatly appreciated! Enjoy~

Main Story - Part Two - Part Three - Part Four - Part Five - Part Six - Part Seven - Part Eight - Part Nine - Part Ten - Part Eleven - Part Twelve - Part Thirteen - Part Fourteen - Part Fifteen - Part Sixteen - Part Seventeen - Part Eighteen - Part Nineteen - Part Twenty - Mini Masterlist

A low hum escapes your lips as you bury yourself deeper into the comfort of your warm blankets. It’s been about two weeks since you made up with Seonghwa, and currently, you’re taking things one day at a time. Now, they seem to have a council meeting every few days to see if any news has appeared regarding Miyeon and her two dangerous male partners. You don’t know why, but you have this ominous feeling that she’s going to act soon.

Just as you feel your subconscious fading once more into the land of dreams, you are reminded of what woke you in the first place.

The sound of buzzing coming from right beside your head has you groggily reaching towards your phone. Blinking a few times, you register faintly who’s calling you before you’re answering on the third ring.

“Reina?” Your voice is somewhat strained as you press your phone to your ear. “What’s wrong?”

A moment of silence before you hear her sniffling on the other end.

Immediately, your eyes are flinging open as you sit up in bed. Worry pulls at your features as you hear her crying over the phone.

“What happened?” You move the covers off of yourself, standing to your feet in an instant as you shove your slippers on.

“I-“ she sobs, “I-“

“Reina-“

“NCT!” She sobs into your ear, and you find yourself breathing a sigh of relief.

“For fuck’s sake, Reina!” You playfully scold her. “Don’t scare me like that!”

“WayV’s comeback!” She continues. “It’s… it’s… immaculate!”

“And here I was thinking your ex tried contacting you again.” You huff, shaking your head.

“Have you seen the Phantom music video, yet?” She asks, completely ignoring your statement.

“No, I’ve been sleeping.” You retort, sitting back onto the edge of the bed. “You know, like I usual do at this time.”

“Oh, shut up. It’s already noon.” The way she rolls her eyes at you is clear in her tone. “You need to go and watch this music video right now.”

“Babes, I-“

“Winwin has lines,” she cuts you off.

A moment of silence passes over you once more as you blink.

“The fuck! Why didn’t you lead with that?” You’re back on your feet in an instant, speeding to the cinema room down the hallway.

“Now, do you understand why I called you in tears?” She hums, and you can just tell she’s quirking a brow at you as she sniffs through the line again. “Actually, hold that thought. I’ll ask you again once you’ve watched it.”

“Okay, okay, hold your horses,” you trap your phone between your cheek and shoulder as you begin to set everything up. “I’m just pulling up YouTube now.”

“Oh, I can’t fucking wait for you to watch this,” she cackles maniacally. “Just wait until you see your biases.”

“Oh, no,” you chuckle.

“Oh, yes,” she cackles again. “Put me on speaker, I want to listen to the song again, too.”

“Okay, okay,” you say, doing just that. Taking a deep breath, you select the video. “Here we go.”

The opening sound of the drums fills your ears, and immediately you’re greeted by Ten appearing on screen. You blink.

“Okay, he looks mighty fine,” you comment.

“Oh, just wait,” she replies, and you can hear the grin in her voice.

Little do you notice the three males who have now appeared in the room, watching the screen along with you as the scene unfolds before their very eyes. Only Jongho dares to get close to you for the moment. A fact which you take every advantage of as soon as you hear one of the males on screen start singing.

“Winwin has lines.” Your mouth falls open in shock, turning to grab Jongho’s shirt as you begin to shake him frantically. “Winwin has more lines!”

Who the fuck is Winwin? Seonghwa grumbles as he steps into the room, Hongjoong following in his wake to see you continuing to cling onto the front of Jongho’s shirt while both San and Yunho stand off to the side of the room.

I’m assuming the one that just sung with the low voice. Yunho replies, arms crossed in front of his chest.

“Reina, you bitch!” You turn on your phone in the next second, hearing her laughing on the other end. “You didn’t tell me Kun is living his gothic vampire fantasy in this!”

“I knew you’d appreciate it!” She replies giddily.

Your eyes go wide just as the second verse starts, hand coming up to be placed directly over your heart in shock, “Yangyang?”

“He looks good, doesn’t he?”

“Have you seen my son?” You blink, quite a few times. “What happened to my son?”

“Your son has become a man, Miss Girl,” Reina teases. “Ah! Winwin!”

“It is too early for this shit!” The hand over your heart grips desperately at your shirt. “I woke up, only to be attacked.”

“WayV always delivers,” she agrees.

“The theatre kid in me is screaming,” you comment.

“And the throne of swords? Bitch, I will gladly sit in any one of their laps in that throne,” her voice comes through loud and clear, and you cackle. “You know I would.”

“I know you would,” you grin, shifting your position so you’re holding your one elbow in your hand for support as you continue to grasp your phone in your opposite one. “I’m just mesmerized by the metal claws.”

“Oh, yeah, you did have a thing for that, even with Lion by G-Idle,” she says. “I’m just surprised you haven’t commented on the eyes yet.”

“I was getting there,” you sit on the edge of the couch just as the bridge hits. “Oh, we stan Xiaojun’s high notes once more.”

“You’re honestly acting much calmer than I thought you would be right now,” Reina notes.

“Well, to be fair, I just woke up,” you tell her. “Still, doesn’t mean I’m okay.”

More maniacal laughter can be heard from the other end as the song comes to an end.

Taking a brief glance around the room, you notice all eight of them standing around with pouts on their faces. Some, like Wooyoung, San, Yunho, and Hongjoong all stand with their arms crossed, too.

“Now do you understand why I called you in tears?” Reina repeats her question from earlier, a knowing tone to her voice.

“Yes, yes,” you reply, waving her off slightly. “You still scared the shit out of me.”

“Oh, believe me, if it was my ex I wouldn’t have been in tears,” she jokes.

“I would hope not, but you never know,” you reply.

“So,” she continues, “tell me your thoughts.”

At her words, you notice eight pointed looks sent your way. You quirk a brow.

“WayV never disappoints,” you begin, sitting yourself further back on the couch for the moment. “Though I will say, completely missed opportunity with not putting them in corsets.”

A loud cackle is heard on the other end as you watch both Seonghwa and San practically stumble over in their spots.

“You and I both know they would have been too powerful in corsets.” Reina’s voice rings out.

“Still, fucking SM strikes again,” you tut, shaking your head. “The chorus reminds me of Seulgi’s solo.”

“Oh god, this better not be another ‘Sticker sounds like a revamped Don’t Call Me’ thing.” She teases.

“It did!” You argue. “The beat was just sped up!”

“Don’t talk to me about the recorder trill song.”

“Says the ‘Two Bitches’ apologist.”

“At least that song was good!”

“In what fucking universe is ‘Two bitches’ better than ‘Sticker’?” You reply, eyes wide despite the fact she cannot see you right now.

“Um, in every universe, bitch,” she scoffs, clearly rolling her eyes at you. “Anyways, as much as I’d love to hear more about what is sure to be your hour long rant on men in corsets, I have to go to work.”

“Reina!” You sigh, exasperatedly. “You phoned me!”

“Yeah, because you needed to be aware of the absolute masterpiece that is Phantom.” She replies, as if it’s the most obvious thing in the world.

“And it seriously could not have been sent in a text?” You huff.

“Clearly not!” She sasses back. “I may not be able to see you, but I know for a fact you’re sitting down right now.”

“Well, yeah, but-“

“Which part was it? Was it the flashing eyes? Ten? Kun’s gothic look? The metal claws? All of the above?” She giggles.

“Sounds like someone is projecting,” you mutter, leaning forward to hide your head in your hands.

“Guilty!” She laughs once more. “Anyways, I really have to go cause I may or may not have actually called you on my break. Talk to you later! Ciao!”

“Reina-“

However, before another word of protest can leave your lips, she ends the call.

Little does she realize the storm she left you sitting in as eight males continue to stare you down in the cinema room. You let out a long sigh.

“Um, good afternoon?” You attempt a greeting.

“Winwin, huh?” Yeosang is surprisingly the first one to break the silence, his arms crossed in front of his chest as he looks at you expectantly.

You shrug in your own defence, “he got fucking lines, finally.”

“Yes, I’m well aware,” Jongho grumbles, pouting as he sits beside you on the couch.

“Whoops,” you chuckle, somewhat nervously. “Sorry about that, bubs.”

Reaching over, you pat his arm comfortingly, noticing how he immediately seems to relax the slightest bit beneath your touch.

“Is this a common occurrence?” Yunho quirks a brow, leaning against the wall.

“With WayV and Reina? Oh, yeah,” you nod. “I’m honestly surprised it took her this long to call. Last time she called me ten minutes after the music video dropped because she ‘needed time to watch it again first.’”

“You seem much calmer than she is, though,” Wooyoung observes.

“I am still processing in my semi-awake state,” you reply honestly, touching the tips of your fingers together as you lean forward, resting your elbows onto your knees. “Then again, it’d be a lot worse if it were a VIXX comeback, or SHINee. Still, oof.”

“Oof?” Mingi repeats, eyebrows raised.

“It’s a good song!” You shrug, defending yourself. “The concept is great, and it’s been a while since the last WayV release, so…” Then, more to yourself, “I wonder what the b-side release will be…”

“B-side?” Hongjoong quirks a brow.

“It’s usually also a banger,” you nod to yourself as if remembering something. “Mmmh, Action Figure.”

Taking a look around the room, you let out a sigh.

“Look, if you’re going to be jealous about it, can you go and do it somewhere else?” You spare a glance at all of them and notice how Jongho, Mingi, Yunho, and Yeosang seem to relax the slightest. “It’s been a while since I’ve been this excited over an NCT comeback.”

The way you see both San’s and Wooyoung’s pouts deepen causes you to let out another sigh.

“Just because you don’t like them, doesn’t mean I don’t like them,” you remind them all.

“We know, Darling,” Jongho replies, leaning further back into the couch. “It’s just difficult to watch you practically drooling over other men.”

“Do you honestly all think I’ve never thought about any of you in such ways before?” Your question has an immediate silence settling over the room. “Why would I want people who don’t even know I exist over eight highly powerful, extremely attractive Kings?”

Eight pleased growls echo around the room.

“Look,” you exhale a long sigh, standing back to your feet, “if there’s one thing I need you all to understand, it’s that despite wherever it may seem that we are in our individual relationships, I am committed to you, not anyone else. Yes, I joke, and yes I tease, but I would never act on such things. Loyalty is something I value above anything else, and you’ve all had mine since I started falling for all of you.”

“You’ve had ours since before you came to us,” Seonghwa voices the thought on all of their minds.

You turn to face him, a soft upturn to your lips. “I know. That’s why I don’t get jealous. I mean, I usually don’t, anyways, but you don’t think I’ve realized that you all probably have your own little fan clubs of demons pining for your affection?” You chuckle, arms crossed in front of your chest. “Just because I have interests, doesn’t mean I’m going to up and leave you all at the drop of a hat.”

They remain silent for the moment.

“Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to go change, and then I’m going to come back and spend the day either binging anime or music videos because it’s been a while since I’ve done either.” You say, already moving towards the door. “You’re all welcome to join me-“ at the way Wooyoung’s eyes gleam, you’re quick to add, “not while I’m changing.” Your narrowed eyes zero in on the way his pout is immediately back on his face. “As I was saying,” you continue, “you’re all welcome to join me when I get back. I would be more than happy to finally share some of my favourite things with you.”

Before you give any of them a chance to respond, you’ve left the room.

Not even fifteen minutes later you walk back into the cinema room to see all eight of them sitting in different spots, seemingly waiting patiently for your return. You smile, a fact which immediately brightens the room.

“I’m glad you all stayed,” you say, nothing but honesty dripping from your words as you make your way back over to the one couch to sit between Jongho and Yeosang, much to the other’s disappointment.

“We are always happy to learn more about you, Dearest,” Yeosang replies as he watches you sit beside him.

“Then, I think it’s time to show you all of my favourite songs,” you grin, already cuing up the next video on screen. “Warning: not all of them are happy.”

“We would love that,” Yunho smiles at you from across the room.

“Good,” you return the look, “because my favourite songs reveal more about me than I ever could.”

Little do you realize how each male straightens the slightest bit at your words. The significance and meaning of you opening yourself up in such a way washes over each and every one of them, hearts swelling in their chests. Attentively, they watch the screen.

For the next two and a half hours, you show them your favourite songs and music videos. Sure, a few of them, like Wooyoung, Seonghwa, and Hongjoong all still get jealous when you praise certain people on screen, but you notice it’s nowhere near as bad as it was before. Looks like your words truly did reassure them more than you’ll ever know.

“You seem to have a thing for dancers,” Yunho quirks a brow at you from across the way, and you notice how Wooyoung perks up immediately.

“Do I?” You hum knowingly. “I thought I mentioned how I appreciate good dancing before.”

“Once or twice,” Mingi grins, shooting a look towards San, whom then both turn towards Wooyoung in the next moment.

“I’d be more than happy to dance for you sometime, Gorgeous,” Wooyoung meets your gaze, and you notice how he rests his head on his one arm as he turns his whole body to look at you from across the room.

“I’d love that,” you smile back, and instantly Wooyoung can feel his heart absolutely pounding in his chest.

Just then, your phone pings, and you notice it’s a message from Reina. Only, when you open it, your eyes nearly bug right out of your head. That is, until the corner of your lips are quirking upwards.

Subtly, you shift your phone to show Yeosang the picture that is now displayed on your screen, seeing as you’ve taken the liberty to lean against him as more time had passed.

His reaction is immediate, and you can feel the way his breath hitches in his throat as his whole body tenses beneath you. His grip around your waist tightens ever so slightly, and you don’t even need to look at him to know that his eyes are glued to your screen.

Fucking hell, she’s trying to kill me. With each second that passes by, Yeosang finds it harder and harder to control himself around you, his gaze still never leaving your phone.

Out of the corner of your eyes, you notice Jongho glancing towards you with a curious gleam in his own. So, of course, you turn your phone to show him now, too.

This time, his reaction is instantly verbalized as a low curse escapes his lips.

All heads turn to look at you. You quirk a brow, a knowing smirk pulling at your lips.

“Here,” you shift slightly, choosing your next target carefully, “catch.”

In an instant, you’ve tossed your phone at San, noticing how both Yunho and Wooyoung surround him on either side. Wooyoung’s eyes nearly bug right out of his head as he sees the photo onscreen, practically snatching the phone from San’s grip as he stares at the picture presented to him.

“What? What’s going on?” Mingi, oh so innocently, asks, sitting forward in his spot.

“See for yourself,” Yunho clears his throat, snatching the phone from an overly eager Wooyoung who whines as soon as the picture disappears from sight.

You notice San still sits frozen in his spot, hand still in front of his body as if he’s still holding onto your phone. You giggle.

I think the correct term is she’s trying to kill us. Mingi has to stop himself from physically panting once he sees the image appear onscreen in front of himself.

If one of you don’t tell us what’s going on right now- Hongjoong begins before being cut off by Mingi in the next second.

See for yourself, Mingi tosses your phone at his Captain, who catches it with ease.

Again, his reaction is immediate. Hongjoong’s breathing deepens, and you notice his eyes swirling with that all too familiar blackness as he glances up at you. Even the eldest fairs no better, a low growl escaping his lips as he leans over to see what his brothers have had the pleasure of observing before him. No wonder they’re all reacting this way.

There, shining on the phone’s screen rests your figure, posing for the camera in the most intricate corset they’ve ever seen in their lives. The way a sultry grin pulls at your painted lips only adds to the image, captivating them at every glance.

“You can swipe right, you know,” you chuckle.

“There’s more?” Seonghwa practically moans out, grip deadly on the cushion beneath his hand.

Your nod is all the confirmation they need.

Instantly, San, Mingi, and Wooyoung are all on their feet, practically stumbling over each other as they race to see the other photos in the set. Jongho and Yunho are more subtle about it, but you can tell there’s an eagerness to their steps as they surround the two eldest still sitting on the couch. Hongjoong still holds your phone in his hand, grip trembling the slightest bit as he begins to swipe through the photos onscreen.

Turning your head slightly, you notice how Yeosang hasn’t moved a single inch yet. You can tell how badly he wants to go look, though, for his entire body is the most ridged its ever been beneath your touch.

Catching his eye, you simply quirk a brow at him, shifting your weight so he can move. Instantly, he’s stood from the couch, shoving his way through his brothers to see the images on your phone.

“Now, who are the one’s drooling?” You chuckle once more, shifting yourself so that you’re laying on your side on the couch.

“My Love, you cannot blame us,” Hongjoong meets your gaze, his eyes flashing black for the briefest of moments.

“I never said I did,” you grin, supporting your head in your one hand as you prop yourself up by your elbow. “Gives me a huge confidence boost knowing I can affect you all in such a way.”

“Oh, you have no idea,” Mingi breathes out, both him and Jongho looking towards you out of the corner of their eyes.

“We’ve never-“ Seonghwa clears his throat. “We’ve never seen you like this before.”

“And you’re the only ones that have,” you reply, a devious grin to your lips. “Well, other than Reina, of course. She’s the one that took the photos.”

“You mean…?” Yeosang turns to look at you next.

“I’ve never shown those photos to anybody,” you confirm with a slight nod to your head. “Granted, I almost forgot they existed until she sent them to me again just now.”

“How…?” Wooyoung trails off, glancing between you and your phone, as if he cannot decide where he wants to keep his gaze. He swallows thickly.

“She dragged my ass to a renaissance fair, demanded we try on corsets, and then begged me to take photos for her portfolio,” you explain. At the questioning looks they continue to send you, you chuckle once more. “Reina is a photographer.”

“You mean there’s more photos of you like this?” San sounds a little too eager as he says this.

“Perhaps,” you smirk.

“Where?” Hongjoong’s eyes are near wild as he shifts his gaze to yours once more. “When?”

“Woah,” you giggle, and it does nothing to help the way each male feels in this very moment, “you’re all acting like I showed you my nudes or something.”

“You have nudes?” Mingi’s mouth goes dry, lips parting as he attempts to control his breathing for the moment.

Your eyes widen dramatically, raising your one hand in front of you in your defence as they all turn to look at you eagerly. “No, I do not have nudes. Don’t go snooping through my phone trying to find them, either. You will be severely disappointed.”

The way their shoulders all visibly seem to droop has your eyebrows raising even further.

“I show you several photos of me in a corset and you all decide to start asking for nudes,” you tut teasingly. “And here I thought I was the needy one.”

“You know,” Yunho clears his throat, “if you need any help sorting out those needs, we are more than happy to assist you.”

If your eyes go any wider, and you think that your eyeballs will fall right out of your head.

Then, a teasing grin is pulling at your lips as you quirk a brow. “All of you?”

“All of us.” San replies, breathlessly.

“At the same time?”

An air of stillness settles over all of them as you watch them stiffen.

“At the same time.” Seonghwa confirms, voice barely above a whisper as he meets your gaze.

“So, you would be okay with that?” You inquire, nothing but curiosity reflected in your tone. “If I wanted more than one of you at a time?”

“If that is what you so desire,” Hongjoong confirms, chest rising and falling dramatically as he meets your gaze. “As long as it was us, and only us."

“We only want to please you, Dearest,” Yeosang breathes, voice low and airy.

You nod, the corner of your lips tugging upwards in a smirk. “So, if I said only one of you could touch me while the others watched, you’d all be okay with that?”

Eight low growls reach your ears as their eyes flash.

“If that is what you wanted, Baby, we’d be more than happy to oblige,” San’s voice is but a low drawl on his lips, nothing but desire shining within his eyes as he trails his gaze over your figure laying on the couch. Of course, he’s hoping that he’ll be the only one able to touch you right now while the others watch, if that’s truly what you’re implying is about to happen.

“Seeing you experiencing pleasure would be enough for any one of us, as long as we got to experience it with you.” Seonghwa breathes, eyes locked on your figure as his tongue darts out to wet his lips.

You cannot help it, your breath hitches in your throat, and you find yourself immediately sitting up. Crossing your legs over one another, you take the time to meet each one of their gazes, seeing nothing but sincerity and desire for you shining within their orbs. You swallow the sudden dryness in your throat.

“Whatever you want,” Mingi rumbles out.

“Whenever you need it,” Yunho adds, just as lowly.

Cautiously, Wooyoung takes a small step towards you. His eyes are the darkest you’ve ever seen them as he trails his gaze shamelessly over your body, locking in on the way your legs shift subconsciously the closer he gets to you.

“Please, won’t you let us experience you like this, Angel?” His voice is low, desperate as he comes to stand directly in front of your sitting form on the couch. Slowly, he begins to lower himself onto his knees in front of you, shaking hands reaching out to place them gently on your crossed legs. “I promise we’ll make this worth your while.”

“All we want is to please you,” San’s chest heaves with every breath he takes, dark eyes watching your every movement carefully.

“Say the word, Darling,” Jongho cannot tear his eyes away from yours as he slowly begins stalking towards you. “Say the word, and we’ll do everything in our power to please you.”

You lips part the slightest as you find yourself uncrossing your legs. The whole time, Wooyoung’s hands never leave your body, fingers subtly pressing into the skin of your lower thighs as his palms rest over your knees. His chest rises and falls dramatically as he can hear your heartbeat racing in his ears, along with the way your scent spikes with arousal. His eyes flash once more, and he knows for a fact that he isn’t the only one this affected by you right now.

“Please,” the word is a near whimper on his lips as he looks up into your eyes, “won’t you let us?”

You blink, swallowing thickly as you are surrounded by their lustful stares. You cannot deny the way your entire body heats beneath their gazes, a fire lighting in your veins as they continue to stare at you with nothing but desire in their eyes. This is just as intense for them right now as it is for you, and you cannot help the way need courses through you.

“Okay,” your response is but a whisper on your lips as you stand to your feet.

Collectively, their breaths all catch in their throat as they watch you shift your hand to undo the button on the front of your jeans.

“You mean…?” Seonghwa’s mouth goes dry, eyes flashing as he watches you meet his gaze.

“Yes,” you confirm, your own eyes flashing. “Two of you may touch me while the others watch.”

Wooyoung’s grip on you tightens, and he can feel his whole body tense. None of his brothers have to hear his thoughts to know that he’s just daring them to try and move him from his spot kneeling before you right now.

“Who-“ Wooyoung can barely get the words out to ask you which two of them you want to touch you. His whole body begins to tremble at the thought of being so close to you, yet you choosing someone else.

The grin that pulls onto your features says it all, “whoever else can get to me first.”

The way their gazes all flash black is instantaneous, growls resonating throughout the room as they spare glances at each other out of the corner of their eyes. You have half a mind to quirk a brow at them all until you feel a warmth standing at your back, pressing himself further into you as his arms wrap around your waist.

You notice Wooyoung smirk.

“Like hell I’m letting you have all the fun,” Jongho’s voice is low, right beside your ear as he leans into you. “If we do something you don’t like, you let us know right away, Darling.”

Your heart warms as a soft smile paints your features, “I will.”

Jongho’s hands begin to toy with the hem of your shirt as you feel Wooyoung slide his own up your thighs. Slowly, the elder of the two begins to drag the zipper of your jeans down, eyes locked on your own and searching for any signs of hesitance or discomfort. He finds none.

“May we?” Wooyoung’s voice is low, and you can feel the way his fingers shake against your skin as he barely hooks the tips beneath the waistline of your jeans.

Six pairs of eager eyes watch you closely from around the room, each male settling into a spot where they can see you clearly. They will savour this moment for eternity, for as long as you will allow them to indulge.

“You may,” you confirm. However, your hand on top of Jongho’s pauses his movements of stripping you of your shirt. “But, my shirt stays on. I’m not being the only one naked in a room full of eight men. Sorry boys, that’s one power dynamic I do not like.”

“As you wish, My Queen,” Jongho’s voice is low, nothing but a drawl on his lips as he releases the material of your shirt from his grip.

“Whatever makes you most comfortable, Dearest,” Yeosang smiles softly at you from across the room, and you notice all of them staring at you with such fond looks in their eyes.

“We are just happy to be sharing such a moment with you,” Yunho says, lips parting as he watches Wooyoung drag the material of your jeans down your legs.

“Our Queen,” San’s voice rumbles out, eyes flashing as he trails his gaze over your body.

Eight pleased growls reach your ears, causing a shiver to run up your spine. A fact of which both males holding onto you feel, making them smirk.

Jongho’s hands settle on your waist, thumbs gently stroking over your skin as Wooyoung helps you step out of your jeans. In the next moment, he hooks his fingers through the waistline of your panties, eyes shining as he meets your gaze once more. As soon as he sees you give him a nod of confirmation, he slowly begins to drag the offending material down your legs.

Again, a shiver caresses your spine at the feeling of his fingers trailing over your skin.

The full scent of your arousal begins to fill the room, echoed only by the low growls you can hear as they all take a deep breath. You can practically feel Jongho’s chest humming against your back as he pulls you the slightest bit closer into him for the moment.

“Fuck, you smell so good, Darling,” Jongho begins to nip at the skin of your ear, his voice but a low rumble. Several growls of agreement echo throughout the room. “Makes me desperate for a taste.”

The way your breath hitches is music to all of their ears.

“You’re not the only desperate one here, brother,” Seonghwa practically growls at the youngest, dark eyes trained in on the apex of your thighs.

Out of the corner of your eyes, you see Yunho smirk, licking his lips knowingly.

“What I wouldn’t give for a taste right now,” San pants, tongue darting out to wet his lips as he clings onto the couch he’s sitting on for dear life.

Never would you have expected the effect of feeling all of their hungry gazes on you like this. The desire alone you can see swimming beneath the blackness of their eyes sets your heart racing, feeling yourself clench around nothing the more comments that keep slipping passed their lips.

Glancing down once more, you see Wooyoung bring your panties up to his nose, inhaling deeply as a low groan escapes his lips. His whole body shudders as his eyes flash open, instantly captivating you at the darkness swirling within.

“Fuck,” he breathes, “just as perfect as I remember.”

You cannot deny the way your stomach twists in pleasure.

Slowly, you reach a hand out to cup the side of Wooyoung’s face in your palm, noticing how he immediately leans into your touch. You smirk.

“How about we let someone else enjoy these for now, hmm?” You hum, shifting your grip slightly to snatch your panties out of his one hand.

As soon as you right yourself, you see six pairs of eyes locked intently on your figure. Stepping out of the two youngest’s hold, you begin walking towards one male in particular who straightens in his seat.

Hongjoong can feel his heart absolutely pounding beneath his chest as you come to stand in front of him with those hooded eyes of yours. He swallows thickly, watching you with dark eyes of his own as you gracefully drop your panties into his lap.

You flick a brow at him teasingly, that damned smirk pulling at your lips as you drawl out an, “enjoy, Captain.”

Hongjoong has half the mind to pull you into his lap right this very second, and claim you in front of the others like he’s always desired. Oh, so badly does he want to grab you by the hips, and kiss you until you’re breathless, pleasing you until he is the only thing on your mind.

Alas, Hongjoong is a patient man, and he is more than content with this turn of events. Besides, he knows that when the time finally comes where he can finally make you his in every meaning of the way, it will be that much more sweeter.

Reaching down, he’s quick to grasp your panties in his one hand, feeling the jealous stares of his brothers on him as he shamelessly raises the material to his nose and inhales deeply.

A shuddering moan escapes him as your scent fully surrounds him, his fingers tightening subtly on the material in his hand. Hongjoong can feel his already semi-hard cock twitching beneath his slacks, dark eyes locked on your figure as you situate yourself between the two youngest once more.

As soon as Jongho’s hands are back on your waist, you feel him pulling you down onto the couch behind you. His chin rests on your shoulder, back pressed against his chest as he holds you in his lap. He smirks, hearing you let out a small gasp as you feel his hard cock pressing against your ass.

Out of the corner of your eyes, you notice Wooyoung shift the slightest bit forward.

In the next second, Wooyoung’s hands are back on your knees, his thumb gently stroking over your exposed skin. You notice how your legs seem to be hooked around Jongho’s for the moment, and you have to swallow the sudden dryness in your throat as you feel them both beginning to spread you open for all to see.

The feeling of Wooyoung’s hands running up your inner thighs has another shiver caressing your spine, lips parting in a silent moan. The way Jongho’s thighs tense beneath you has you practically keening against him as you look down to see Wooyoung staring, completely transfixed, at your weeping entrance.

“Fuck, what a pretty pussy you have, Angel,” Wooyoung moans, fingers pressing that much firmer into your skin as he spreads you even further apart.

You cannot help the way you clench at his words, hearing several other low moans echo throughout the room.

“So fucking beautiful,” Mingi growls out, chest rising and falling dramatically with each breath he takes.

“So fucking perfect,” Yeosang groans, eyes fluttering shut as he absolutely revels in this moment right here, right now, with you.

“And all ours,” San practically snarls, eyes flashing black along with all of his brothers’.

“Our Queen,” Hongjoong’s voice is but a low growl as he continues gripping onto your panties for dear life, black eyes locked on the way your dripping entrance clenches around nothing once more.

An unabashed moan tumbles from your lips as your eyes flutter closed, leaning your head back to rest against Jongho’s shoulder.

“My Kings,” your voice is breathless as you practically whimper out those two simple words, but the effect is still immediate.

Eight pleased snarls fill your ears, hearing their breathing all deepen in the next moment. You even feel Jongho twitch beneath you, a fact which makes you smile.

This is everything they could have ever asked for, and so much more. The fact that you trust them enough to indulge in such fantasies with them, that you are allowing them to even see you in such a state, means more to them than you’ll ever know.

“Fucking hell, she looks so good like this,” Mingi pants, his whole body visibly shaking. “All spread out for us to see.”

“Look at her,” Seonghwa moans, fingers digging harshly into the couch beneath him as he attempts to maintain some form of control over his body for the time being. “She’s practically dripping, and we haven’t even touched her yet.”

“Just how wet is she?” Hongjoong asks the question on all of their minds, gaze focussing in on that pretty pussy of yours on full display for every single one of them.

Wooyoung meets your gaze for the briefest of moments, noting how you nod ever so subtly as he leans even further into you. As soon as he has your consent, he’s shifting his one hand, running a tender thumb over your dripping entrance and feeling just how wet you are.

Shamelessly, a moan tumbles from his lips, eyes fluttering shut as his hands begin to shake. The way your own chest rises and falls dramatically does nothing to help any of them right now.

“She’s soaked,” Wooyoung groans, eyes flashing once more as they settle on your weeping entrance.

“Pretty Baby,” San hums, drawing your attention to him to see him practically devouring you already with his eyes. “Are you enjoying this as much as we are right now?”

“Yes,” your answer is immediate, nothing more than a moan on your lips.

They all groan in response, and you feel Jongho twitch once again beneath you.

“Tell us, Petal,” Yunho’s voice rumbles out, low and seductive, as he draws your attention to him next. “Have you thought about this before? Have you fantasized about one of us touching you? About one of us pleasing you while the others watched?”

Your breath catches in your throat, and you swallow thickly. “Yes.”

Eight pleased snarls sound around the room.

Wooyoung licks his lips, inhaling your scent deeply once more as he slowly begins to lean into you. His hands shamelessly trail up your thighs, fingers digging into the soft flesh there as his eyes dart to your own briefly.

“Then, let me make all your dreams come true, Angel.” The warmth of his breath ghosts along the skin of your entrance, causing your whole body to tremble in anticipation. Yet still, he waits for your nod of confirmation.

The feeling of Jongho trailing his hands up your sides and beneath the material of your shirt makes it increasingly harder to think. Still, you manage to nod your head, a breathless ‘please’ falling from your lips in the next second.

The word has barely finished falling from your lips when Wooyoung’s are on you, tongue darting out to finally taste you after so long of simply fantasizing about it. At the same time, Jongho takes this opportunity to cup your breasts over your bra, giving them an appreciative squeeze.

Your reaction is immediate. Your eyes flutter shut as a low moan escapes your parted lips, head being tossed back onto Jongho’s shoulder. Your one hand instantly moves to tangle in Wooyoung’s hair, fingers tugging at his roots as he lets out an appreciative groan.

The second swipe of his tongue between your folds is synonymous with the way Jongho practically tears your bra off of you, tossing it somewhere in the room in the next moment. Your protest practically dies in your throat as you feel Wooyoung beginning to suck your clit into his mouth at the same time Jongho’s hands return to your breasts, kneading the tender flesh beneath his grip. In the next moment, his fingers move to pinch at your hardening nipples, eliciting another of the sweetest moans from your lips as he rolls them between his thumb and forefinger.

Your breathing comes in jagged pants, a low curse escaping you in the next moment as you feel Wooyoung laving his mouth over your entire pussy. He pulls you closer, moaning shamelessly into you as his eyes flutter shut.

“Is she as sweet as she looks?” Seonghwa licks his lips, eyes darting between the way Wooyoung devours your dripping entrance, and every beautiful expression you’re giving them right now.

“Sweeter,” Wooyoung moans, feeling you clench around his tongue in response.

“Fuck- look at you,” Jongho groans lowly in your ear, his teeth finding purchase on the skin of your neck in the next second. “Look at you getting lost in the pleasure only we can provide for you.”

Another whimper escapes your lips, fingers tightening their hold in Wooyoung’s hair as you pull him closer into you. A fact which he is more than happy to oblige.

“So fucking beautiful, Starlight,” Mingi growls out once more.

“No idea what you do to us,” Hongjoong snarls, gaze never leaving your figure for one second as he indulges in this moment right alongside his brothers.

“Our perfect Queen,” Yeosang’s voice rumbles out, low and sultry as you just manage to meet his gaze.

Wooyoung moans against you, feeling you clench once more around his tongue at his brother’s words. Greedily, he continues to lave his mouth over your wet cunt, tongue delving between your folds before coming up to flick at your clit. He can feel your sweet nectar flooding his every sense, absolutely loving the way you begin to drip down his chin as he sucks your clit into his mouth yet again. This is everything he could have ever wanted, and so much more.

Nothing could have prepared them for the next word that falls from your lips.

“Yours.”

The eight snarls that greet your ears are unlike anything you’ve ever heard before.

“I don’t think I will ever grow tired of hearing you say that, Petal,” Yunho groans, his entire body visibly shaking as he continues to watch your face contort in pleasure.

“Oh, fuck- Wooyoung-“ your breath hitches as you toss your head back, thighs twitching slightly as both your hands now bury themselves in his hair. “Just like that.”

A pride unlike any other fills his chest as his eyes flash black, a pleased rumble reverberating against your core as he feels you pull him in closer. Wooyoung has to see you fall apart because of him. He just has to. So, he does what he does best. He pulls you even closer, redoubling his efforts as his tongue delves between your folds once more.

You find you can barely keep your eyes open, the pleasure thrumming through your veins drowning you in an ecstasy unlike anything you’ve felt before. The added fact that you can feel their heated gazes on you, noticing how most of them begin to stroke themselves over their pants in time with your breaths has your stomach twisting in pleasure. Never have you ever felt so desired before in your entire life, and you wouldn’t want it any other way.

What makes this moment all the more intense is the love you can see dripping within their eyes as they continue to stare at you. You can feel it in your bones: they don’t view you as some object to them, but as their equal. Always, and forever, you are theirs, just as much as they are yours.

So, you decide to remind them.

“My Kings,” your voice is low, airy as you can feel your release building within you. You know you have their complete and utter attention as that coil continues to tighten within your lower abdomen, seconds away from snapping. “You’re mine.”

The words are barely out of your mouth when you feel your release washing over you like a wave upon the shore. Your eyes squeeze shut, a loud whine escaping you as your whole body trembles within both Jongho’s and Wooyoung’s hold.

The grip you have on Wooyoung’s hair is deadly as he continues to ride you through your high, tongue greedily devouring every last drop you have to offer him of your sweet nectar. Even Jongho finds it difficult to catch his breath, chest rising and falling right alongside your own as he gently strokes his hands over your sides for the moment.

All that can be heard throughout the room is the sound of heavy breathing and your muted whimpers as Wooyoung laves his tongue lazily over your folds.

Slowly, Jongho begins to trail his lips over the side of your neck, placing tender kisses against your skin and muttering subtle praises into your ear.

“So beautiful,” he whispers, fingers digging into your hips. “So perfect.”

“You did so well for us, Angel,” Wooyoung hums, slowly trailing kisses over the skin of your inner thighs as he helps to calm you further, grounding you back to reality with every press of his lips against you. “For me.”

“Our Queen,” Seonghwa hums, looking towards you through hooded eyes. “Thank you, for letting us indulge,”

You smile faintly, still attempting to catch your breath as you are more than content to rest in Jongho’s arms for the moment.

“I didn’t realize that would be so intense,” you manage to get out, resting your one hand over your stomach. Briefly, you spare a glance around the room as a heat blooms on your cheeks. “Did you all, uh-“ you swallow the sudden dryness in your throat as you feel all eight pairs of eyes on you, waiting patiently for you to continue. “Did you all enjoy it?”

You can feel the way Jongho smiles against your skin as you see the others all glancing at you with nothing but a tender fondness in their eyes.

“More than you’ll ever know, My Love,” Hongjoong is the one who answers, speaking the thoughts on all of their minds. “Now, if you’ll excuse us, some of us need to change.”

Your lips part in mild shock, heart fluttering in your chest as you realize the implications behind his words. Now that you think about it, you do feel a small wet patch against your ass right where you had previously felt the press of Jongho’s hard cock.

“Oh,” you giggle, and again, the sound is like music to their ears.

In the blink of an eye, all of them except for both Wooyoung and Jongho disappear from your sight.

“Are you okay, Darling?” Jongho keeps his voice low as he leans into your ear for the nth time this afternoon.

“We didn’t push you too far, too fast, did we?” Nothing but concern is reflected in Wooyoung’s eyes as he lovingly runs his hand over the skin of your one thigh.

“Not at all,” you shake your head, a smile tugging at your lips. “I rather enjoyed that.”

The brilliant smile that paints Wooyoung’s features sets your heart racing in your chest. A look you’re sure is mirrored on Jongho’s face as he tightens his arms around your waist, hugging you to him as he buried his nose into the side of your neck.

“Next time, don’t tear my bra, though,” you poke Jongho’s one thigh, feeling the way he chuckles beneath you as he slowly closes your legs.

“I can just buy you a new one, Darling,” his voice playfully rumbles out.

“Or I can just make one for you,” Seonghwa reappears instantly, drawing your attention across the room. “I have quite a few ideas after today, anyways.”

“Let me guess,” you grin knowingly, “there’s a corset in there somewhere, isn’t there?”

“Guilty,” he chuckles, just as Mingi appears with a glass of water held in his hand for you.

Taking the glass, you thank him lightly. “Then, there better be one for each of you in that order of yours.”

Immediately, all of their eyes are on you.

“What?” You grin. “I’m not wearing one unless all of you wear one. Make them matching for all I care, but I’m serious about absolutely loving men in corsets.”

You notice all of them swallowing thickly.

“But of course,” Seonghwa breathes, just as the rest of his brothers reappear in the room.

“Anything for you, Dearest,” Yeosang smiles as he hands you a fresh pair of pants and underwear.

“Hehe,” you giggle as you take the clothes from Yeosang’s outstretched hands, “yay!”

A moment of silence settles over the nine of you as you move off of Jongho to slip your fresh pair of panties on.

“Oh, so you don’t want these back?” Hongjoong quirks a brow, your other pair held in his one hand.

You meet his gaze, blinking a few times at him in response. That is, until a devious grin is tugging onto your lips. “I told you to enjoy, didn’t I?”

The way you quirk a brow knowingly at him has him disappearing instantly, hiding your panties somewhere safe in his room before he reappears in the next second.

“No fair!” San whines just as both Wooyoung and Jongho reappear in the room with a fresh set of clothes on. “I want a pair, too.”

A laugh escapes you just as you slip your new pants on, noticing how he’s not the only one who wears a large pout on his face.

“Oh, relax, will you,” you tut teasingly at Mingi, San, and Wooyoung. “I have more panties, you know.”

At your words, all three of them instantly perk up, and you notice Jongho attempting not to look too eager out of the corner of your eyes. You laugh once more as you sit back on the couch, muttering about your damn horny Kings all the while. A fact which makes pleased growls build in their chests yet again.

“Speaking of, you all really do owe a lot to Reina,” you chuckle. “How many times now has she instigated something between us without knowing?”

“So, she’s a photographer, huh?” San inquires, a grin tugging at his lips.

“How many more shoots have you done for her portfolio?” Yeosang asks, oh, so innocently.

“What other types of pictures has she taken of you?” Mingi inquires, an eager look shining in his eyes.

You quirk a brow, noticing how they all stare at you intently.

“Where’s my phone?” You chuckle, shaking your head slightly. “I’ll just get her to send me all of the photos when she has a chance.”

Instantly, Hongjoong has your phone in his hand, tossing it to you in the next second. A moment later, and you’ve sent the message off to Reina, telling her to send you all of your past photoshoots with her when she gets a chance.

The excitement you can feel radiating off of them alone has a smile tugging at your features.

“Now, we wait,” you hum, tucking your phone beneath your one thigh as you lean back on the couch.

“Well, hopefully she doesn’t call you crying about WayV again,” Wooyoung jokes, plopping down on the couch beside you and wrapping his arms around your waist.

“She might,” you tease back, a playful quirk to your brow as you lean into him.

Little do you see the brilliant smile that takes over his features as you do so.

“You mentioned something about her ex making her cry?” Mingi’s brow furrows as he recalls your words from earlier.

Immediately, your expression is darkening. “That good for nothing bastard cheated on her. Twice. And then, had the audacity to both blame her for it, and then beg for her back in the next breath.”

“He still contacts her?” Seonghwa’s brow furrows in confusion.

“Sometimes, he tries to,” you reply. “But then he is, oh, so kindly reminded about what I would do to him if I ever saw his face again.”

“More of those delightful violent thoughts of yours, My Love?” Hongjoong grins, knowingly.

“The bloodiest,” you smile, not so innocently back. Then, more to yourself, “serves him right after what he did to her.”

At the few looks you see them sending you, you let out a small sigh.

“I have no sympathy for people like that. People who fall under the categories of the three worst things I believe you could do to another person.” You explain.

“Which are?” Yunho inquires.

“Cheating, for one.” You begin, holding up your finger in the air for emphasis. Then, you’re raising another finger as you list the second, “any form of sexual assault, or rape. I absolutely despise people who feel entitled to another person in any way, shape, or form.”

They nod, waiting patiently for you to continue.

“And the third thing?” Yeosang voices softly, swallowing the sudden dryness in his throat.

You meet his gaze, “making someone believe you have feelings for them, or are in love with them when you couldn’t care less about them.”

A silence settles over the room as the eight males all share a worried glance. They can tell from your body language alone that something happened which made you believe this. Something bad.

“Not even murder?” San jokes, attempting to lighten the mood.

You grin, “nope. Different circumstances. Sometimes, it’s in self defence. I would never despise someone for killing their abuser, or their rapist. Though, on the scale of things, it’d be close fourth, but again, depends on the circumstances.”

“Literally, you could not be more perfect,” Wooyoung sighs dreamily as he rests against your side.

“That being said,” you add, and you notice how you have all of their attention on you once again. You just want to know something, and your curiosity is getting the better of you for the moment. “If I ever wanted you guys to kill someone for me-“

“Done.” Hongjoong replies, a little too eagerly.

“Say the word, and its yours,” Seonghwa breathes.

“Woah,” you raise your hands as much as you can while being held by Wooyoung. “I was just curious, is all.”

“You know we would do anything for you,” Yeosang reminds you. “That includes disposing of or protecting anyone you tell us to.”

You blink, clearly caught off guard for the moment. “Duly noted.”

San takes this opportunity to sit on your opposite side, sliding his arm around your waist where Wooyoung’s hold is scarce.

“Whatever you want, whenever you need it,” he whispers lowly into your ear, successfully causing a shiver to run down your spine.

“I’ll keep that in mind.” You reach over and pat his knee, a smile tugging at your features all the while as you shift your attention back to the screen in front of you “Now, if you don’t mind, a certain red-haired emperor of the sea is calling my name.”

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FTWS: FIRST ANNIVERSARY | L. DONGHYUCK

synopsis: You and Haechan have been fighting lately and even though they were small arguments, it all got thrown into the same melting pot. To add onto the stress, your ex boyfriend shows up unannounced and his arrival causes things to stir up even worse than what they were before. (Note: this is a pt 2, check out pt1 here)

pairing: boyfriend!haechan x oc ft. mystery ex bc 🤭

wc: 7.7k

genre: fluff, comedy, slice of life au, angst, all that jazz

warnings: swearing, kissing, mentions of blood (just a small part where a wound is open but not anything graphic), lmk if I miss anything!

mentions of: 127, dream and wayv members, mention of aespa members

<3: did I write this all in one day—yea, do I regret it, no baby LMAO. also a special thanks to mako for getting me through these last few hours along w ash and briar for also just being some of the most amazing friends I could ask for. also thank YOU for giving all the love to fre trial wedding style and giving it 1k notes in just a little over a week, I hope this is just as good as the first and I love you all <33

Ever since you and Haechan started dating, it’s been interesting to say the least. He takes you on random dates throughout the city and almost always pays for each, you try to reason with him that you do have your own money to chip in, but he tells you chivalry isn’t dead and pays before you can get another word in. You know it’s sweet and he’s trying to be romantic, but somehow it also leads to small arguments. For example, the argument you’re both in as you pace the living room of your apartment happens to be based off the date you decided to cut short due to his lack of view from your standpoint.

“I don’t understand why you’re so mad, I’m your boyfriend and I want to be able to do things for you.” Frustrated, Haechan watches as you walk around your living room, running his hands through his hair.

“That’s because you don’t let me do anything, you don’t let me pay, you don’t let me have much say into where we go or what we do and you treat me like a baby when in fact I’m older than you.” After listening to the reasons off on your hand, you stand with your hands on your hip. He rolls his eyes, moving his entire body in the motion. “By a couple months—why are we even bringing age up, this isn’t about who is what, this is about—I don’t even know what this is about anymore.” You let out a heavy sigh, rubbing your temples to relax the migraine that was pounding against your skull.

Haechan moves across the room, grabbing both of your hands and bringing them to his lips. The soft kisses he places along your knuckles brings you back in as you meet his eyes. “Look, I’m sorry for making you upset.” You can tell how genuine his words are by the look he’s giving you. “I won’t plan everything without your input anymore, I promise.” He continues kissing your hand, moving his kisses down to your wrist. The feeling of his soft lips on your skin let's open the cage to the butterflies that flutter inside your chest. “I forgive you hyuck.” He smiles against your skin, moving his lips from your wrist to your lips.

You wrap your arms around his neck, grazing your fingers through the ends of his hair. As he pulls back from the short and sweet kiss, he rests his forehead against yours, taking in the moment while it lasts. “Are you staying over tonight?” You frown, shaking your head which is returned with a mirrored frown. “I got a meeting in the morning with Jungwoo and you know that he’ll chew my ass if I’m late by a second.”

“Why can’t you stay over then, I’ll get up and make you breakfast and even lay your clothes out for you.” Haechan moves his head into the crook of your neck, checking every box of his tactics to convince you to stay. You relish in the feeling of his worth, letting out what felt like the millionth sigh of the night. “That sounds like fun hyuckie, but last time you tried to make breakfast, you nearly burnt down your apartment.” He laughs against your shoulder, making you laugh in return by the tickling feeling of him giggling against your skin. “So does that mean I can stay over instead?” You pull back, eyeing Haechan as he gives you the same goofy smile he always has on. “Go home before I take my key back.”

Haechan continues laughing, pulling his keys from his front pocket. As he holds them up, you see the purple key with home written across the metal. “As if I’d ever let you take this back, this is my key to your heart baby and unfortunately for you, you’re stuck with me.” Rolling your eyes, you turn him around and start to push him towards the door. “Yeah yeah, better be glad I still like your crazy ass.” Haechan opens your front door, turning around to face you as you wait for him to initiate the goodnight kiss. As cheesy as it sounds, it’s almost become a tradition for you two to kiss before the other returns back to their apartment. Even though you’re right across from each other, to you it seals in everything that the day has brought and leads to a better night.

Haechan leans down, kissing you so gently that you can barely feel that he’s there and those are your favorite type of kisses with him. All of them are probably your favorite, but this one in particular tops the cake. As he pulls away, you almost don’t wanna see him go, but you need all the rest you can get before work in the morning. “Goodnight y/n.” Haechan’s voice sounds so bittersweet, walking backward to his door as you give him a small wave. “Goodnight hyuck.” He smiles at the nickname, turning to open his door and disappearing behind it once it’s shut.

Closing your door, you make your way down the hall and climb into bed to settle for the night. Just as you start to get comfortable, you hear your phone go off with notifications. Deciding not to ruin your comfort, you neglect your unread notifications and opt for sleep. By the morning, you still don’t have the energy to check your phone and instead skip breakfast and head straight to the office to get the day over with. The moment you step into the building, you’re greeted with Jaehyun who was standing by the front desk chatting it up with Winter. You notice two coffees in his hand and to much surprise, one of them is your usual order.

When Jaehyun notices you, he makes his way over and hands you your cup. “You’re in a surprisingly good mood today.” You scowl at him as you take a sip of your drink. “Says the one who took the time to order me a drink, I’m not gonna pass out am I?” He gives you an uneasy smile before stepping into the elevator with you. The weird sense of deja vu comes over you, sending a chill down your spine. “You haven’t checked your phone by chance, have you?” Looking up from practically spacing out, you give Jaehyun a weird look. “No, why, did I miss something?” He looks at you almost surprised, shrugging as he gets off a few floors before your stop.

“Good luck y/n.” Just as you’re about to ask him what his mood was about, he practically rushes away from the elevator, leaving you confused. When you get off on your floor, you see Taeyong and Doyoung standing nearby. You wave at them when they look your way, getting a smile in return. Something in your stomach tells you that things are going wrong when they immediately turn their backs to you and start moving in the opposite direction. You try to push the feeling down, continuing down to your office. When Karina sees you, she pulls you aside almost immediately. “Girl what the hell have you been doing?” You look at Karina with the same confusion you’ve been giving everyone, wondering what the hell you missed in the last twelve hours.

You crouch down to her level, rubbing your arm where she had pulled you aside. “What am I doing, what the hell is going on, everyone is acting like I got the plague or something.” She scans your expression with her eyes, realizing that you haven’t figured out what you’re about to. She sighs, slumping forward before looking up at you. “Okay, I guess you didn’t get my texts last night which by the way were important so don’t freak out or anything, but Xiaojun is back.” At the mention of his name, you can practically feel the color from your face leave you. The mention of ex makes you feel sick and you have to hold onto Karina to keep you from falling on your ass.

A little backstory into Xiaojun and your relationship explains your reaction and why you visibly look ill. Before the two of you became a couple, Xiaojun was an exchange student who went to your high school in hopes to get into the journaling club and that’s where you two met. He was tall, had a pretty smile and even prettier voice. Naturally, you two got close and even started to hang out after school and outside of club hours. It sounds like a typical high school romance and from the surface, it was. Until it was time for him to go back home and you were both left heartbroken and frustrated on how to resolve the underlying feelings between the two of you.

Somehow, the world kept working in your favor and Xiaojun ended up moving back once he graduated from his school back in China. The two of you went to the same university and even both got into similar classes to spend the most time together. All things were going great up until your senior year when you both applied to the job you work now. Tension started to build as you both wanted to get a spot as an intern in hopes to kickstart your career as a journalist. You knew how bad Xiaojun wanted it, but you didn’t know if you were willing to give up your dreams for your boyfriend. Yes, you did plan and hope to marry him one day and even in the toughest times, you’d still find yourself wanting to grow old with him, but when you got the spot and he didn’t, everything started to fall apart.

Both you and Xiaojun would get into fights after you got back from working all day and unknown to you, he applied as well for an actual job to the company. When he ended up getting the job, you didn’t know how to feel, I mean yes you were happy, but he also went behind your back and didn’t tell you about it until he was accepted. After all was said and done, you stuck through it and eventually was offered a job as well and to you, this was a great idea. You’d be working with your boyfriend who you loved dearly and you’d both be doing the thing you love. All was found great for about three weeks until he was offered a job at the sister company over in China.

When he brought up the offer to you, of course you were heartbroken, but you weren’t going to let him leave his dream behind to stay here with you and this somehow added more fuel to the fire. He started accusing you of wanting to take his position and even went as far to say you fell out of love with him which was far from the truth. In the end, he took the position and left overnight after a heated argument that caused you both to split. It took you years to move on from the first love of your life and when you did, you met Haechan who has been the absolute best boyfriend you could ever ask for. Sometime in the beginning, you did find yourself comparing him to your ex, but Haechan could never compare to Xiaojun because he treated you so much better.

Karina’s hand on your shoulder brought you back in, the concerned look in her eyes making you feel even worse. Everyone knew the messy breakup that happened between you and Xiaojun and everyone was sympathetic for you when you started putting all your focus into working. “Uhm, how-I mean when like what—why is this even happening?” Your voice was shaky, taking deep breaths in to calm yourself. Maybe it was the nerves that shook at the mention of his name, causing a chain reaction of old memories and emotions to resurface or maybe it was the sheer pain in your chest that drops down to your stomach when thinking of seeing him in front of you again.

“He’s supposed to come in today, but I heard from Doyoung that he’ll be in by the end of the week, I just thought I’d tell you in advance to prep you.” Immediately, you pull her into a hug to which she returns and the two of you hold one another on the floor in the back space of the office. “Keep strong, remember you have Haechan and all will be well, he doesn’t have a hold over you anymore.” Her words soothe you and she feels you relax in her embrace. You close your eyes, mentally thanking every star in the night sky for bringing you an amazing friend like Karina.

“C’mon, let’s go to my office so I can tell you about Yangyang and the shit he did last night.” Both of you get up from the floor, sitting in her office while she works on some reports and spills every little detail from her date with your boyfriend’s best friend. You thought it’d be weird going on double dates with Yangyang and Karina, but seeing as they’re not actually dating (yet), it all just feels like one big hangout amongst friends. You confide in her about your small arguments with Haechan and she now isn’t too happy with the boy of mention. “Seems to me like he’s ready to take the next big step.” You give her a look, flipping through her paper files as she types away on the computer. “And that is?”

“Moving in together, duh.” You snicker, trying to find any hint of her comment being a joke. When looking up to find her staring at you, you realize she’s joking. “Oh, you’re serious?” She shakes her head, pulling the files from you and setting them on her desk. “So you mean to tell me you haven’t thought about moving in with him at all, not even once?” Shrugging, your face scrunches up at her disappointing sigh. “L/n Y/n, you seriously haven’t thought about moving in with your boyfriend of nearly a year?”

“Not necessarily, I mean I’ve thought about it a couple times, but the thought of it always gave me stomach pains.”

“Are you sure that wasn’t just his cooking?” Jaehyun’s voice was recognizable from literally anywhere, making you whip your head around to throw up a finger at him. He smiles, slapping your hand away as you turn back to Karina. “Girl, this man is putting all the signs in front of you and you can’t even see them, see this is why you’re fighting.” She folds her arms over her chest, leaning back into her chair. “We’re not fighting, we’re simply arguing over the littlest shit which actually makes no sense in the end and we end up making up.”

“I hate to break this little counseling session, but you’re about to be late for your meeting.” You gasp, looking down at your watch to see you have barely three minutes to make it across the building. Pushing Jaehyun aside, you sprint as fast as you can through the building and bust through the doors just in time. Out of breath with your hair sticking to the light sweat that broke out on your forehead, you’re leaned over trying to catch your breath as you prop your hands on your knees. “Glad you can make it miss y/n.” The sound of Jungwoo’s voice makes you swallow thick, wiping your forehead with your sleeve as you move to grab a seat.

You can practically feel everyone’s eyes on you as you sit down, embarrassed at your unprofessional entrance. You look around the room, noticing the seat next to Jungwoo was empty. You’re about to ask Doyoung, who was sitting beside you who it belonged to before the door opened and caught everyone’s attention. “Sorry for being late everyone, I was caught up in traffic.” The familiar voice sends an uneasy chill down your spine, making your throat go dry and refusing to look in his direction. “No problem Xiaojun, please take a seat and let the meeting begin.” Jungwoo welcomed him, motioning him to the empty spot that was right across from yours.

You could feel his eyes on you, making you feel sick on the stomach. Instead of looking his way, you focused on the projector screen and tried to remain visibly calm and unaffected by his presence, but it was starting to get hard to maintain.

For the rest of the day, you stayed pretty silent and dodged every question that was being asked. You could tell people were worried and tried to be there for you, but the overwhelming shock of seeing him after nearly three years was still so fresh on your unhealed wound. Even Karina tried to keep people away from you just to let you have some space and give you time to collect your thoughts, knowing later on you’d fill her in, which you did. You called her after you left work, telling how uncomfortable it was with him staring you down and how tense the meeting was and how Doyoung pulled you aside and apologized for his unexpected announcement. Doyoung mentioned specifically he’d chew Jungwoo out for not giving him right information about his whereabouts for your sake.

“I can’t believe that happened, that’s something from like a movie.” You sigh, sticking your key into your door and pushing it open, nearly dropping your phone as you scream. Haechan, who you assumed wanted to surprise you, was standing in your living room with a plate that was covered with a metal lid. Taken aback by your reaction, he too screams and unexpectedly drops the plate which ultimately lands on his foot, furthering his scream. You throw your phone aside after telling Karina you’d call her back, scrambling down to a very much in pain Haechan. “Are you okay hyuckie, how bad does it hurt?”

Haechan moved his hands away from his bruised looking foot. You noticed the cut that was bleeding, frowning as you graze your fingers near his wound. “I’m sorry baby, I ruined your dinner.” When you looked up to meet his eyes, you immediately wanted to cry. He looked so soft and sad, like a puppy that was kicked and it broke your heart to see him apologizing over something so small. Okay, maybe it was just the weight of stress from the day that tipped the tears in your eyes to start spilling mixed in with your overly sweet boyfriend in pain apologizing for something that felt like your fault.

After you cleaned his wound up and had him propped up on the couch with a pillow under his foot, you cleaned up the mess it made and took a well-needed shower after. When you got back, you saw Haechan asleep on your couch, looking too peaceful to wake up. Grabbing the blanket from your closet, you gently drape it over him. He stirs a little, blinking up at you with a smile. “Baby, why didn’t you wake me up?” You shake your head, crouching down to hold his hand as you place a soft kiss onto his cheek. “You looked too peaceful to be woken up, plus you need to rest your foot.” He sits up a little, pushing the blanket off as he tries to get off the couch. “I can still walk, I’m not on crushes.”

You shake your head, helping him up and instead of guiding him to the door, you guide him to your room. “Why aren’t we going to my apartment?” He questions, letting you help him into bed. He knows far too well he can walk on his own, he just finds it too cute that you wanna help him around. “You’re staying with me tonight, duh.” After climbing into bed, you snuggle up to him and rest your head on his chest. His arm that you’re laying against is playing with your hair as you relax under his touch. “Wanna talk about it, your day I mean.” If you had a list of all the things you loved about him, near the top would be his attentiveness and how he seems to always know when something is troubling you.

“Maybe in the morning.” He nods, satisfied and way too tired to pry it out of you. Instead, he kisses the crown of your head and closes his eyes. His thoughts are turning and the sleepiness lets his tongue become a little unfiltered before thinking of his own words. “You know, maybe we can do this more if we lived together.” You could hear your heart beating out of your chest, only hoping that he didn’t hear it as well. You decide not to say anything, opting to go to sleep instead.

When morning comes, Haechan was still asleep and damn did he look so cute. You slowly and as quietly as you can get out of bed, get ready for work and leave your apartment with Haechan in it. You did write him a note and left it on the counter for when he wakes up before rushing out the door and praying your day would be better than yesterday. You genuinely had hopes it would, that is until you actually got to work and ran into the one person you were hoping to avoid. Xiaojun was walking just as you were, waving to you as you with return a nod. Trying to rush to the elevator, you’re starting to think the universe genuinely did enjoy shitting on you as Xiaojun made it just in time in the same elevator with you.

“What floor?” Practically spacing out, you didn’t realize he was talking to you until he got closer to you and started waving his hand in front of you. “I’m sorry, what?” For some ungodly reason, he smiles at you and repeats his question. Your tongue goes dry as you tell him and he clicks on it. You want to crawl into a hole and let the earth swallow you up when you see he only clicked on your floor, meaning he too had to get off on that floor. The rest of the ride up was tense and uncomfortably quiet.

Once the doors open, Xiaojun goes to say something and you can almost guess what he’s about to say before you run, literally run, out the elevator and run into your tiny office space and hide. As embarrassing as you probably look, you’re thankful you kept the conversation short and didn’t have to endure any more short talk with him. You pull your phone from your pocket as it starts buzzing, settling in your chair and logging into your computer. You immediately smile at the caller id, swiping right to answer and bring the phone to your ear. “Hi hyuckie.” You can practically hear his smile through the phone as he shifts around in the background. “Hi baby, i like the note you left me.” Smiling a little wider, you start to click open some unanswered emails.

“I’m glad you like it baby, I meant it too, especially the part about taking one of your toes if so much as lift a hand today.” He laughs, taking a bite of what you assume is the food you asked Yangyang to bring him for you. “Yeah yeah, don’t touch my money makers.” You snicker, holding the phone up with your shoulder as you start to reply to emails and sort through the ones that aren’t as urgent. “Anyway, have you thought of what I said last night?”

“Hm, last night?”

“Yeah, about moving in together and stuff.” The timing of his words and the email you just opened triggered a chain reaction to you feeling awfully sick. The email you received from Doyoung was his email that he got from Jungwoo, telling you that you’d have to work on a piece for an up and coming company with—you guessed it—your ex. “Baby? What’s wrong, you went super quiet.” You almost forgot you’re talking to Haechan, clearing your throat as you type a very infuriating reply to the email. “Uhm, sorry I just got distracted, can we maybe talk about this another time, I’m so sorry baby, but I just—I gotta take care of something real quick.”

You miss the defeated tone in Haechan’s voice when he bids you goodbye before hanging up the phone. As if on cue, Doyoung comes flying into your office, giving you the same sympathetic look he gave you just the day before. “Don’t do anything irrational before you send that email.” You push yourself back from your desk, swiveling your chair around to stare up at him furiously. “Are you kidding me, out of all the people in this building I just so happen to be paired up with him?”

“I know and I tried to fight Jungwoo on it, but he said what we were all thinking.” Doyoung threw his hands up in defense, trying to keep you from tearing him apart. “And that is?” You crossed your arms over your chest, waiting for something logical, anything that’ll make you believe there’s nothing to quit you from going to Jungwoo yourself. “You’re the best we have and he’s also very talented, think about it y/n, if you both work on this together—not even together, just you working on the draft and him finalizing it, it’ll give you so much light.” You hated it, you hated how right he was and how sick it made you feel. You hated that you now were forced to have contact with him and you absolutely hated how Haechan would react.

Just as you’re about to tell Doyoung you didn’t care and that there was no way in hell you’d work with Xiaojun, the man himself peaks into your office as Doyoung is leaving. “Hey y/n, can we talk?” You look to Doyoung for help, but instead he waves you goodbye and disappears amongst the crowd of your coworkers. “Uh, sure?” He leans against your desk, picking at his nails as you can only assume he’s trying to find his words. “I assume you got the email and I just wanna say I’m excited to work with you again.” You feel way too many emotions at once and it’s all overwhelming. Thankfully, he doesn’t look at you directly and can’t tell how close you are to crying.

“In celebration of being back, we’re all going out tonight and I wanted to know if you’re coming or not.” You want to say no, you want to scream it from the top of the building and tell him to eat shit for coming back into your life as if nothing happened, as if he didn’t break you, but you pull it together and shrug. “I guess, if Karina goes of course, don’t wanna be with you alone somewhere.” The last part comes out completely by accident and it throws Xiaojun off. He smiles, taking his leave, leaving you to try and filter your thoughts.

The rest of the day goes by relatively normal and you made sure to text Haechan that you were found out with work friends for dinner. To much surprise, he didn’t ask why and told you to have fun. You told him you’d be back not too late and somehow that was the opposite of how the night ended. When you all left work, everyone immediately wanted to get dinner and have a good time. You on the other hand kept close to Karina even though she invited Yangyang. Karina made the promise to stay by you regardless of her state, but two shots into the night and she was off somewhere dancing on tables with her (soon to be)boyfriend cheering her on.

Awkward tension was surrounding you and Xiaojun as people kept congratulating you both on getting such a big story to cover and to be honest, it didn’t feel like a real celebration. By the end of the night, Karina had lost your keys somewhere between the bathroom and the bar she was clinging to. Xiaojun of course had to be the first to offer you a ride home with the drunk (not yet)couple in his backseat and although you wanted to call Haechan, you felt bad if you got him out the comfort of his bed at this ungodly hour. The drive on the other hand was a breeze since Karina and Yangyang kept spewing nonsense and directly talking shit about Xiaojun.

When you pulled up to your apartment, Xiaojun got out of the car as you did, watching you walk towards your building. Turning around due to the feeling of being watched, you saw him leaning against his door. “Why are you watching me, it’s uncomfortable.” He smiled, shaking his head as reopened his door. “Just making sure you get inside safely.” You chose the safest option and turned back around without a word and went up to your apartment. The only thing you wanted right now was to crawl into your bed after an amazingly hot shower and sleep your worries away, instead you were met with a very upset looking Haechan standing at your front door.

“Hi baby.” You mumble, pushing your door open and walking past him. “Who was that?” His question threw you off, turning to him to see him standing in your doorway with furrowed brows. “Who are you talking about?”

“Pretty boy making heart eyes at my girlfriend, the one whose car you got out of?” You could see the hurt written across his face, making you frown. “Baby, he was no one, don’t worry about him.” He scoffs, dropping his crossed arms to run his fingers through his hair. “He’s not one of your coworkers I’ve seen before, so please y/n, just tell me who the hell was that guy.” You’ve never seen him so upset before, his eyes were glossy and yet there was a lingering anger that you could see in his eyes. “He’s my ex boyfriend—I know it looks bad I know, but I can explain perfectly.”

He looks down at his feet, silently waiting for you to give your explanation. “He used to work at the came company, but he ended up moving back home to work at the sister company and we broke up—I promise you hyuck there’s nothing going on between us, he just dropped me off because Karina lost my keys and they all wanted to celebrate him coming back and I didn’t have a ride ho-“

“Why didn’t you call me?” It was all too much, your senses overwhelmed. Both of you were a mess, crying as you each tried to keep it together. “It’s late and you’re hurt and I didn-“

He scoffed, taking a step back and out your front door. “So you take a ride with your ex instead of calling your boyfriend..is he the reason you don’t wanna move in with me?” Shaking your head, you try to reach out for him in hopes he’d let you in, instead he shuts you out and takes another step back. “Please hyuck, I do wanna move in with you, I just can’t.” Everything was happening too fast, Haechan silently went back to his apartment leaving you falling to your knees in tears with your door wide open.

That night, you felt empty inside. It seemed dramatic, but you truly never had such a bad fight with Haechan before. Sure, you two would have small petty fights, but this one ripped your heart right out your chest and all you could think of was how he might leave you. The next morning, you laid in your bed, crying on the pillow Haechan used each time he stayed over. You had already told Doyoung you’d be working from home for the rest of the week, making up an excuse that you were sick and didn’t feel like coming into work and risking everyone else getting it as well. Of course Doyoung wished you a good recovery and told you he’d email you everything you needed.

As the day passed, you laid dormant in your bed while watching the sun rise and fall from its shine through your window. A knock on your front door caught your attention, immediately rushing up from your bed and running through your apartment to answer it. When you opened the door, you were hoping to be met with Haechan, instead you saw Karina holding a duffel bag. “Don’t just stand there, lemme in, it’s cold.” You stepped aside, sniffling as she entered your apartment. You could hear shuffling coming from down the hall, watching Yangyang come up and to Haechan’s door along with Renjun and Mark. They all gave you a sympathetic smile when seeing you nearly break down, knocking on Haechan’s door.

You stood there, waiting for it to open just to get a glimpse. You needed to see him, almost desperate to see him and you wanted nothing more to have him back in your arms. Mark picked his phone from his pocket, answering it and nodding before hanging up his call. “He said it’s unlocked.” Both boys nodded at the other before giving you one last look before they all disappeared into Haechan’s apartment. Karina gently guided you from your door, holding you when you turned into her arms and let it all go.

Not exactly how long you stood by your door crying into her shirt, but being the amazing friend she is, she held you as you let it all out. The stress from work, the stress and pain from being forced to be around Xiaojun and the stress and pain of worrying of losing Haechan was all too much and you finally let it all out. Once you had calmed down, both you and Karina settled in your bed and watched your favorite moves for the rest of the night till you got hungry. “Go shower and I’ll order food.” You could only nod, imagining how bad you smelt from wallowing in your bed all day.

As you got in the shower, Karina ordered your favorite take out and waited till it was delivered. She went to get it from the delivery man when she spotted Haechan coming up to his apartment. Not knowing if she should say hello or not, she paid for the food and stood awkwardly in your doorway. From the looks of it, he looked just as bad as you did. Hair unkept to, clothes inside out and mismatching and he overall looked heartbroken. She started to think he didn’t notice her, until he finally made eye contact. “How..is she?” She too felt her eyes start to sting thinking about you and how softly you tried to cry in the shower when she passed by.

“She’s not herself, but I got her.” He simply nodded, standing in front of his door for a minute. “Karina, did the food come?” Your voice caught both of their attentions, making Karina turn around and shut the door before she caught sight of him. When the door shut, Haechan silently cried as he entered his apartment, being brought into a group hug with the three boys.

A few weeks had passed since your fight with Haechan and both of you were avoiding each other, despite how much you wanted to talk to one another. When he was coming in from work, you’d be opening the door for Karina or leaving to go meet up with Xiaojun for work. I know, meeting with your ex when you and your boyfriend aren’t talking isn’t ideal, but Jungwoo got down your throat about your project and wanted a final draft soon. Karina kept telling you to man up and text him first, be the bigger person and to ‘get it over with’ so she doesn’t have to see you mope around.

In your defense—you tried to text him and every time you did you could see the three little bubbles indicating he was too trying to text you. You always chickened out, waiting for him to finish his text, only to be saddened when the bubbles disappear and your heart breaks all over again. As you’re sitting on your couch binging It’s Okay To Not Be Okay for the fifth time this week, you hear a knock on your door and don’t think much of it. When you get off the couch and finally open the door, to much surprise you don’t see who you expect. Usually when you hear a knock, it’s typically Karina and if she can’t come, she’ll send Yangyang in her place. You were even hoping it’d be Haechan, instead you were met with a very smiley Xiaojun.

You notice the flowers—your favorite flowers in his hand and a bag of what smells like your favorite food. The old you probably would’ve swooned at him standing in front of you, but the person you are now is completely taken aback by his unannounced arrival, more importantly how did he remember where you lived. “What do you want?” Now he looks taken aback, not expecting your reaction. “I uh, can I come in, it’s kinda cold out here.” You relax, leaning against your door frame with arms crossed over your chest. “No, now answer my question.” He takes in a deep breath, swallowing thickly while trying to avoid your gaze.

“Well, it’s our anniver—“

“Was our anniversary, past tense.”

“Yeah, was, um, but I thought you’d like to come out with me, but judging by your absence at work I decided to come to you instead.” Your deadpan expression should give away how you feel, but you almost forget who you’re dealing with. He was the same way when you two dated, completely oblivious to your feelings despite your body language giving it away. “Xiaojun, I’m sorry if you got some mixed signals by me being in your general presence, but I have a boyfriend actually and I’m not really into the douchebag type anymore, sorry.”

He scoffs, dropping his hand that was holding the flowers. “You could’ve just said no, you don’t have to make up having a boyfriend.” You’re not exactly sure how the universe managed to pull this off, but just as Xiaojun was finishing his sentence, Haechan was walking up to his door with Yangyang and Mark. “Actually, that’s my boyfriend right there, wave hi.” You point to Haechan who was confused seeing you and your ex staring at him. “Who, the one with blonde hair?” You visibly gag, shaking your head while Mark snickers at the very offended Yangyang. “Ew, no, the brunette, that’s the boyfriend, so sorry, bye bye now.” You give Xiaojun a little shove away from your door, pushing him a little further before going back into your apartment.

You almost miss the look Haechan is giving you, making your stomach turn upside down with butterflies that cry out for him. Something inside tells you to stay, to hope he comes over and scoops you up and kisses you to make up for each kiss he missed out, but you choose to hold it together and shut your door before you completely break down all over again.

Another long week passed with no word from Haechan and you’re starting to think he’s never going to talk to you again. By the end of the week, you’re fed up with it all. You’re over the silence from his end and the avoided eye contact in the hall when passing one another, you’re especially over spending your first year anniversary alone in bed in the morning. Thankfully it was a weekend and you didn’t have to go into work with puffy eyes and tear stained cheeks, opting to finally confront Haechan and sort through the shit show your relationship has come to.

Sometime between crying to old Taylor Swift songs and brushing your teeth, you go over what you want to say to him in case he breaks up with you and the thought leaves a bitter taste on your tongue that the brush cannot get rid of. You finish getting ready for the day, taking your time to eat breakfast in hopes that it all goes well. Karina had called earlier, trying to give you a pep-talk and hype you up, but she only added fuel to your nervousness. Deciding to stop stalling anymore, you leave your apartment and stand frozen in front of Haechan’s door. The butterflies in your stomach are beating against you, rushing around to be set free.

With a deep breath, you knock on his door and await in the background noise of the city. After some shuffling, you see Haechan swing the door open and you feel your knees giving in just by the sight of him. His hair has been trimmed, combed nicely and parted even with what you assume is styling gel. He was wearing some of his nicer clothes in his closet, no suit and tie, but more of his favorite jeans and a shirt that complements both his shirt and skin tone. He has his shoes on, as if he was about leave and part of you is terrified to know where he was going. “Go back home, you’re not supposed to be here.”

Now you’re a little taken aback by him, furrowing your brows as he immediately realizes how harsh that sounds. “No, no not like that—I mean I had things planned and I was supposed to come to you and it was supposed to be roman—“ As expected, you completely melt as he tries to explain and instead of staring at him like he’s an idiot—(he is but he’s your idiot)—you pull on his collar and take him into a very awaited kiss. Haechan is just as surprised as you are, hesitating a little before wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you into his apartment to hold you closer.

The two of you share an intimate and very much missed kiss, holding one another until you’re both out of breath and pull back. “I missed you hyuck.” You couldn’t see the goofy boyish smile he had, his heart doing flips in his chest at the use of the nickname. “I missed you even more baby, I promise I’ll never go that long without you again, I mean it baby.” Letting out the breath of relief, you took this moment to re-familiarize yourself with Haechan. His touch was still the same, gentle yet firm when he held you. His lips were still as soft as ever, a little dry—but a few swipes of chapstick never hurt anyone.

“I think we should talk about this all, I really do—but I have a surprise first.” You look up at him, smiling as he grabs both of your hands and leads you out of his apartment. “Where are we going?” He shakes his head at you, wiggling his finger after making sure his door was locked. “It’s a surprise woman, don’t ask me questions I can’t answer.” You roll your eyes at him, sticking your tongue out to which he blows a kiss. Following him down to his car, you both get in and head out for whatever his surprise was. You start to look around, heading just a little further down in the city to an area that was somewhat familiar.

“Alright, we’re here.” Once he parked the car, both you and Haechan got out of the car and he took your hand into his. Giving his hand a squeeze, he returned the squeeze with a smile. “You look beautiful by the way, especially when you’re telling your ex off.” You snicker, rolling your eyes at him while following alongside. The two of you walk up to a cafe door, Haechan covering your eyes with one hand as he pulls the door open. “Okay, now take a couple steps forward—but be careful not to fall, I cannot afford to spend our first anniversary at the hospital.”

“And if I do, don’t judge me.” He only smiles, coming in behind you as he still holds his hands over your eyes. You can feel how close he’s gotten, his breath fanning your neck as he drops his hand and you finally take in everything. There were rose petals scattered all over the floor of the cafe that the two of you first met, all leading to the table you were seated that day and circling around it. On the table was your favorite dinner from a chain restaurant that you two ordered on your first official date and along the wall are polaroids you took at the reception of Johnny’s wedding.

Tears began to swell in your eyes, turning around to pull him close and peck small kisses all over his face. He holds your waist, taking in the affection he missed so much. “I know we have a lot to talk about and a lot of explaining to do for the distance between us these last few week, but right now I just want you to know I love you, I’m head over heels in love with you and I wouldn’t have asked for anyone else to want to spend my life with.”

“We’ll talk about that later, for now, I just wanna be with you.” Haechan didn’t have any problem with that, leading you over to the table where you two sat and ate and talked for hours. He told you about how the boys tried to cheer him up and even helped him rent the cafe out for the day—which was very expensive, he mentioned. You told him the full backstory about Xiaojun and Haechan fully understood why you didn’t want him around. Regardless of him being your ex, the two of you were just no good and created a bad environment for you to be in. For the rest of the night, you both danced around the cafe to music Haechan could sing on the spot and had the best night to end your perfectly imperfect first anniversary.

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baekdaedream · 1 year

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Within the next year.. really hoping to go to EXO, CBX, NCT Dream, and WayV concerts which is like. A lot.. but WayV’s concert tour will probably be 2024 even if it starts 2023 after the fanmeet tour ? EXO’s concert and Dream’s encore are probably this year though! But CBX I’m guessing earliest 2024 too.. because it’ll probably be like, EXO comeback + concert then Baekhyun comeback + concert ? then CBX comeback and concert? I’d love to go to Baekhyun’s concert too but okay we’ll see what happens..

#personal #is this hoping for the best? maybe #and also ignoring whatever may happen because of the current mess sm is in ? yes #I need things to look forward to and I need things to happen #gosh me thinking of concert trips while my kitten's sitting across the room from me..#it's been a bit over six months since I got back from korea I think he'll be okay next time I go on a trip #okay the plans are first exo concert (at least two days) and dream encore (also at least two days)#wayv can be any overseas stop of the tour but I'd like to go somewhere new thinking taiwan or thailand #cbx japan tour please I'll do any city the global package opens up for #hm there's also the possibility of jongdae's solo concert too right.. don't think minseok has enough songs for one though but #I think this order of cbx involved exo concerts could be the way it happens? though there could be a jongdae concert before cbx too

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neocatharsis · 11 months

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NCT ALBUM & CONCERT PLAN

June

- NCT DREAM Seoul Encore Concert <THE DREAM SHOW2: In YOUR DREAM>

- Start of pre-release promotions for DREAM's 3rd full-length album

- WayV fanmeeting tour <2023 WayV Fanmeeting Tour [Phantom]>

- Release of Taeyong's solo mini-album <SHALALA>

July

- NCT 127 7th Anniversary Fanmeeting

- NCT DREAM South America Tour <THE DREAM SHOW2: In YOUR DREAM>

- Release of NCT DREAM 3rd full-length album

- WayV Fanmeeting Tour <2023 WayV Fanmeeting Tour [Phantom]>

August

- NCT 4th full-length album

- NCT full group concert <NCT NATION>

September

- NCT full group concert <NCT NATION>

- Start of pre-release promotions for NCT 127's 5th full-length album

October

- Release of NCT 127's 5th full-length album

- Start of pre-release promotions for WayV's 2nd full-length album (expected)

- Release of WayV's 2nd full-length album (expected)

November

- NCT 127 NEW CONCERT

- NCT DREAM Mini Album (expected)

- WayV China Showcase Tour (expected)

December

- NCT 127 Special Album (expected)

Translated by NCTDAOYlNG

#nct #nct 127 #nct dream #wayv #nct u

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jaehyunsprincesspeach · 5 months

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Dating WayV feels like…

Kun

secure

secure like a comforting hug after a long day. like coming home knowing that you are in a safe space. secure knowing that there is not any room for judgement. secure knowing that there is room for nothing but love and adoration in your relationship. secure knowing that you always have someone there to cheer you on. like knowing that he truly would do anything for you, anything to make you happy. secure like a hand on the small of your back, guiding you through a sea of people. secure knowing that there will always be someone there to support you through everything.

Ten

familiar

familiar like you two have known each other forever. familiar like the smell of your favorite foods from your childhood that he ordered for you after a hard day. familiar like the sensation of laughing too hard with your best friend. familiar like your favorite candle burning as the two of you watch a movie together. familiar like coming home to open arms, and a loving smile. familiar like lazy days spend together talking about anything and everything, taking every opportunity the two of you have to learn all that you can about each other. familiar like the love you have desired for your entire life, finally coming to life.

Winwin

gentle

gentle like sweet forehead kisses for no reason in particular. gentle like him tracing your hand absent mindlessly, while deep in conversation. gentle like the sound of a rain shower against the window, as the two of you share a blanket, in each others warm embrace. gentle like the snowfall getting caught in your hair, as he looks at you as if you are the most beautiful creation on this earth. gentle as he realized he loves you, leaning against the door frame of the kitchen, watching you dance around to the music that's playing. gentle as he cups your cheeks and looks deep into your eyes, knowing that he would do anything for you.

Xiaojun

comfort

comfort like the smell of fresh cookies baking in the oven. comfort like watching the stars in each others embrace, listening to the rhythm if his heart beat. comfort like coming home to him trying to cook your favorite meal, but failing. comfort like laughing together. like enjoying a movie together as he grabs your hand and pulls you closer to him. comfort like knowing that he will never judge you, and him knowing that you would never judge him. comfort like knowing you have found a best friend and lover within the same person.

Hendery

lighthearted

lighthearted like spontaneous dates with no particular plan in mind. lighthearted like laughing together about anything and everything. lighthearted as he grabs your hand to drag you to the next destination, so that he makes sure he won't lose you. lighthearted like throwing a random dance party for just the two of you. even dancing around in public without a care in the world. lighthearted as even in public, it seems like it is simply only the two of you in the entire world. lighthearted like kisses all over your face, as he listens to you giggle, his most favorite sound in the world. lighthearted when he realizes he loves you after the two of you embarrass yourselves in public, and simply laugh together without a care in the world.

Yangyang

exciting

exciting like running into each others embrace after he returns from tour. exciting like waking up with a full day of different activities planned. excited like the first date, when the butterflies are fluttering, and the nerves are increasing. exciting like riding a roller coaster. exciting like never knowing what the day with him will hold, as he always keeps you on your toes. exciting like enjoying each others embrace, knowing how each other feels, simply by your beating hearts. exciting like knowing you have found the love you have always dreamed of. exciting like knowing that there is no another person who could understand you the way he does. exciting like the first true love you find, and knowing it will be the last as well.

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jiyeonnnn · 2 years

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THINGS THE DREAMIES LOVE TO DO WITH YOU IN BED, nct dream ♡︎

♡︎ pairing | nct dream x male reader

♡︎ genre | smut

♡︎ warnings | separate scenarios

[MARK] dom!top mark, slight dirty talk, slight voice kink

[RENJUN] dom!bottom renjun, degradation, bondage, dacryphilia, overstimulation, mommy kink

[JENO] dom!top jeno, consensual exhibitionism, dirty talk, jaemin and haechan as the voyeurists

[HAECHAN] sub!top haechan, praising, soft sex, master kink

[JAEMIN] dom!top jaemin, consensual somnophilia, creampie

[CHENLE] sub!bottom chenle, praising, soft sex, hyung kink, dacryphilia

[JISUNG] no specific position/dynamics, hyung kink, p.orn consumption, slight corruption kink

♡︎ summary | different scenarios of the things that the dreamies love to do with you in bed

♡︎ author's note | this is messy but it was very fun to write (i may or may not be planning on making a 127 and wayv version of this). they might be a little ooc but meh, this is a work of fiction. reblogs are highly appreciated !

▬ !! LEE MINHYUNG loves it when you moan his name out loud out of pure pleasure.

It doesn't matter if it's you who's dominating or it's him, but what matters the most is the satisfaction of making you feel good to the point that you'd moan his name in avid ecstasy.

Mark was obsessed with how your voice sounds when moaning his name out loud in bed. Maybe you weren't really aware of this slight obsession, but you, too, yourself, love it when he just does his best on pleasuring the both of you at the same time.

With your voice sounding like an angel's whisper to Mark's ears, he couldn't help it but to push himself more into you, with much more carefulness, as he continuously hit your prostate just to hear you whimper his name repeatedly — it was an addiction, he was addicted to you.

"C'mon, pup~ I know you could go louder than that," Mark groaned, his hands lifting your legs up on his shoulders as he pushed you more against the mattress. You did your best to respond, but the pleasure was too good for you to even comprehend what was happening. You parted your lips while clenching your walls in response, closing your eyes shut as you stuttered a quaky reply, "I-it feels so good, Mark— ah! Please keep going! Don't stop, please!"

As he drove his hips more deeper into you, Mark chuckled, a sense of satisfaction sounding in him as he heard your small whimpers and cries of his name. The man took it in his pride that only him can make you feel this good, a grin of sadism curving on his lips while drawing his shaft further into your hole even more.

"Oh, my sweet baby~ I plan on making you feel great more for being the best boy you are, but you gotta moan my name more in order for you to cum, hm~"

▬ !! HUANG RENJUN loves it when he makes you feel like a worthless manwhore while riding you.

Although being a little too short in height, Renjun is one feisty man — he just doesn't back out in any challenges and stereotypings especially when it comes to his sex life. Renjun doesn't like it when his fellow members describe him as one subby bitch in bed, especially when he's the one dominating you ever since the start of your relationship.

Renjun loves it when he is able to show it to you, or anyone that he's the one in control. He completely loves it when you're left crying while getting overstimulated as he rides you greedily. He loves it when he ties you up in a chair and punishes you for adding up to all the teasing that he's the submissive one between the two of you, and it gives him the satisfaction of putting you into your place after teasing him.

And that's the complete scenario tonight.

Tears freely flowed down on your cheeks as you felt yourself cumming for the umpteenth time this night. The way Renjun has you tied up to his chair has left you with no choice but to let him use you or his desires — not like you won't consent to him anyway.He slammed himself down onto your cock once again while throwing his head back, loud moans coming out of his mouth as a result of the drowning pleasure flashing all throughout his petite figure.

"M-mommy~" you cried out in overstimulation, your cock twitching in the overwhelming feeling of cumming for another time tonight as you squirmed disorderly on the chair.

"Aw~ look at my useless manwhore crying for his mommy~" he teased before seductively wiping the tears off of your face, "my worthless dog wants to make mommy a pillow princess now, hm?"

You know it's a part of his mind games but you couldn't help but nod your head in agreement to his words, "y-yes! i wanna make mommy feel like a princess!" you pathetically responded only for you to get slapped by him.

He chuckled as he quickened his bounces, pouncing himself harder onto you, "Pathetic little slut wanting to dominate mommy after you embarrassed me earlier? You should even be thankful that I'm giving your cock my time and attention right now, you useless whore," he chuckled once again.

Ironically, Renjun cupped your tear stained cheeks as he moved his hips up and down, "Mommy will spoil you later, but for now, just let me have fun with this big cock of yours, hm, puppy?"

You whimpered as you nodded, "Anything for mommy~"

"Good boy~"

▬ !! LEE JENO loves it when he puts you in an exhibition as he fucks you rough.

One thing that Jeno enjoys in bed is exhibitionism. The man totally loves it when he's able to show to his friends — face-to-face — that he's the only one who can fuck and ruin you like a little whore. It boosts his ego up to show off what's his, to show you off to his friends on how good of a boy you are, and you completely enjoy this too."

Eyes on Jaemin and Haechan, my boy~ Look at them drool over your pretty body and pretty cock~ Aren't they so desperate to get a touch on you, hm?" Jeno whispered as he thrusted deeply into you. You set your half-lidded eyes on the two men in front of you, jerking their cocks as they watch you get fucked by your boyfriend, and their best friend greatly, and holy fuck— Jeno wasn't wrong on his words— the way Jaemin and Haechan jerk their lengths off to you getting fucked was sending their desperation on wanting to join Jeno on fucking you too, but too bad for them, it was only your boyfriend whom you'd let his dick get inside you.

"Isn't my baby boy pretty, boys?" Jeno asked his friends, and received small responses of agreement. He takes this in his pride that putting you in an exhibition could make his friends have wild thoughts, and you, yourself, love this too, you enjoy the attention that you are getting and there's in no possible way that you'd want this to stop.

Jeno pulled your hair back tightly as he slammed his cock in and out of your hole. For every thrust, you enveloped Jeno's cock to the warmth of your walls that's tightly clenching around that throbbing shaft of his. You clutched the sheets with your remaining strength as you let yourself get engulfed by the waves of euphoria.

"C-cumming!" You mindlessly moaned, which has had an effect on Jaemin and Haechan, who've released their loads the moment you whimpered that phrase.

Jeno smirked as he let you ride your own orgasm.

"That's it, pretty boy. Make a show for them~ Show them who can make you cum like this~"

▬ !! LEE DONGHYUCK loves it when he's able to make himself useful for your pleasures.

This adorable boy enjoys being a little toy for you to ride on; to be useful for you to destress yourself after stressful work and promotions, and be a good boy for you while you ride him and make you both feel good.

Honey-like moans and whimpers erupted from Haechan's mouth as you continued to pounce yourself onto him. The pleasure build-up in his body becomes too much for him to bear that he just lets himself tear up in pure frenzy. You proceeded to kiss his jawline down to his neck whilst tightening your hole as you bounced, having your hands holding tightly onto his shoulders for leverage.

"Fuck, puppy~ you feel so good inside me~ you really were made to pleasure your master, hm?" You breathlessly whispered, which had caused Haechan to shiver. Different emotions are what Haechan felt upon hearing those phrases, his mouth struggling to release any words in spite of the addicting ecstasy eating up his body.

"J-jus' for my master~ My cock is for my master to use~" He grunted, and it was very much true. For every time that the two of you were having sex, Haechan will always refuse to dominate you, but instead, offer himself as a service top for you to ride on, and it was so adorable of him to beg for you to use him.

"Damn, right, Hyuckie~ You were just for me as I was just for you~" you moved up and down with your hole tightly clenched around him, making him a messier moaning mess than he originally was.

Your cock continuously tapped flat on his abdomen along with your relentless bounces, twitching in euphoric sensations that signal your incoming release.

"Feel my cock twitch, puppy? Gon' cum for my good boy, now~ Let's cum together, yeah?"

▬ !! NA JAEMIN loves it when he wakes you up through his dirty means.

Somnophilia has been a thing that Jaemin enjoys a lot ever since the start of your relationship with him. Of course you both had talked it out and gave consent to each other to do that, and ever since that consent was given, Jaemin couldn't help it but just insert his cock inside you every morning that he feels so hard. He was disgustingly obsessed to the feeling of your hole around his length, and your cock on his hands that even when you're asleep, he couldn't control his urges very well that he ends up on either jerking you off or fucking you asleep.

This morning was no different. Jaemin sighed as once again, he woke up with a painful erection after having a wet dream about you — very perverted, isn't he? He then turned to where your body was situated — peacefully sleeping with your back turned against him, giving him a full view and access to your ass.

He smirked at your figure before hugging you from behind, burying his face on the crook of your neck as he let his breath hitch against your skin. "You wouldn't mind if I wake you up by fucking you, right?" He whispered seductively as he pulled your pajamas and underwear down, exposing your bare skin to the cold air inside your shared bedroom. Jaemin then adjusted himself before spitting on his cock to lube up his length, making sure that it's all covered in his saliva to prevent you from getting hurt.

Jaemin bit his lower lip as he thrust himself into your tight ass, his hips struggling to move due to how incredibly unyielding your velvety walls are. He began to move at a soft and gentle pace, his hands roaming its way to your flaccid cock before pumping it slowly. The feeling of this kind of sex in the morning was different, in a good way, at least for Jaemin's book. For him, it's heavenly and felt so different from the late night sex you've both have had after tiring promotions, morning sex for him was more relaxing and relieving as it was a sign for him that it was a day off for the two of you from the duties of being idols.

Jaemin released a deep groan of pleasure as he successfully pushed his whole cock inside you, immediately hitting against your prostate that made you subconsciously clench as a response. Your boyfriend began sucking on your neck while moving nice and slow, and it's making you twitch and squirm uncontrollably even when asleep.

It didn't take too long for Jaemin to reach the apex of his orgasm, his thrusts became rough and inconsistent, and so was the pace of his pumps on your cock. He moaned deeply into your ear as he rode on his own climax, waking you up to how loud he was being. He was about to stop when you harshly pinched his bare thighs, making him whine loudly.

"Just because you're finishing now doesn't mean you're going to leave me hard like this. Make me cum or I won't cook you breakfast."

▬ !! ZHONG CHENLE loves it when you treat him like a prince while softly fucking him.

It was no doubt that Chenle is a big baby, even when you're having your intimate moments as a couple, Chenle loves it when you spoil and praise him — it makes him feel more loved and special especially when you tell sweet yet dirty things right through his ears.

"Who's hyungie's good boy, bub?" You whispered deeply into his ear, your hands fondling his erected nipples as you sucked on his supple skin occasionally.

"M-me~ 'm hyungie's good boy~" he replied in an instant which made you preen in satisfaction. You slowly shifted your hips upwards, hitting the prostate of the man riding you on your lap right now. Chenle was so close to falling into a deep subspace and you couldn't blame him for it, the way you did him was enough for him to have his eyes rolling back in pleasure, not to mention the praises that never failed to make his head go haywire.

Chenle whimpered softly at the movement, his ass tightening in response, "H-hyungie~ it feels so good~ you feel so good inside me~" He mindlessly worded out, and it made you smile genuinely to how good you're making him feel, his soft and cute whimpers have been your ego booster to make your cute boyfriend feel euphoria by just simply touching him.

"Ssssh, I know, pretty boy~ Just let hyungie make you feel good like the perfect little prince you are, yeah?" Those words were enough again to make Chenle go wild, tears flowing freely down his cheeks as the overbearing feeling of your cock constantly brushing up against his prostate became too much for him to take. "You're doing so, so good, Chenle~ Look at you take my cock like a pro~"

"Just for you, hyung~ T-thank you for making me feel good~" Chenle breathlessly moaned out, which made you giggle due to his cuteness.

"No need to thank me, baby~ It's my job to make my cute boyfriend feel great for being a hardworking boy~"

▬ !! PARK JISUNG loves it when you guide and teach him properly about sex.

It has always been a fascination for the NCT maknae to learn about the nature of sex. Having to practically grow up with a lot of conservative members left Jisung nothing but to be curious of what it feels like to have sex, so it was no surprise that he immediately comes to you every time his curiosity about sex spikes up, and he completely loves it when you guide him through it.

Though it wasn't advisable to watch porn as a basis of sex education, it was the only way for you to show Jisung how sexual intercourses were done, but the two of you just always end up doing the things you probably shouldn't do.

The cold wind hit the both of your skin as your eyes were glued shut on the pornographic film that was playing on your computer. Your hands were wrapped around each other's cock as you continue to guide the younger one on the nature of sex. You continued to jerk his length off and it almost instantly made him squirm on his seat, "Stay still, Sungie~ You wouldn't want hyungie to stop making you feel good, right?"

Jisung was quick to comply with your words, so instead of helplessly squirming on his seat, he decided to channel all the pleasure up by moaning — what a smart boy he was. You smirked at the innocent reaction as you swirled your thumb around his leaking slit, which again, made him elicit a loud moan.

"H-hyung— ah~ There's something coming out—" Jisung moaned as he felt a wave of orgasm starting to hit him. "Just let it out, sweets. It's just normal, and it's called an orgasm, and it happens when you reach the height of sexual arousal. It usually feels really good," you continued on teaching him despite the urges of just simply tainting the boy. It didn't take too long for Jisung to have his own release, his back arching in ecstatic delirium as strings of cum spew out of his cock. Jisung took his time to finally calm down and when he finally did, you did nothing but smirk at him.

"Now, now, little bunny~ Would you like to show hyungie what've you learned, hm?"

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