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nini’s masterlist .
⌦ nct dream (ot7)
✩ nct dream’s reaction when you send cheesy pick up lines !
✩ nct dream’s reaction when you don’t pick up their phone calls !
✩ nct dream’s reaction when you bring a cat home !
✩ nct dream comforting/complimenting you on a bad day
✩ texting nct dream “my sibling wants to meet you” !
✩ random nct dream texts !
✩ clingy nct dream
✩ jealous nct dream
☆ nct dream sending you a cheesy pick-up line !
✩ nct dream texting you after an argument !
☆ liking each other at the wrong times
☆ nct dream possessive texts
☆ their s/o being on youngji drinking show
☆ their reaction to their drunk s/o texts
☆ nct dream when you’re mad at them
☆ nct dream when you fall asleep on call
☆ nct dream texts when you accidentally cut your finger
☆ hyping the dreamies up cause they’re nervous for their comeback
☆ “shes busy” prank
✩“i saw you cheating” prank
☆ “i’m paying for you nails” texts
☆ them asking you to unblock them after a (silly) argument)
☆ them being jealous of you liking/listening to other artists/groups
☆ them texting you from other numbers after you’ve blocked them
☆ their reaction when you ask why they’re dating you
☆ the dreamies reaction when you tell them “we need to talk”
☆ “i was talking to my other boyfriend” prank on them
☆ the dreamies being down bad for you even though you’re in a relationship
☆ the dreamies texting you after a few days of not talking because of their busy schedules
☆ their reaction after you drunkenly confessed to them
☆ their reaction when you text them that your pants have been stained cause of periods in public
☆ “you were my first kiss”
✩“my parents liked you”
☆ texting them “i love you too” but it was for their mom
☆ nct dream texts x idol!reader
— mark 𖦹
☆ she fell first but he fell harder
☆ mark drabble inspired by dark red
— renjun 𖦹
✩ random renjun bf texts !
☆ a random argument with renjun !
☆ you fell first but he fell harder <3
☆ [19:56]
☆ more renjun bf texts
☆ renjun drabble inspired by last waltz
— jeno 𖦹
☆ jeno texts after a fight
☆ jeno drabble inspired by i don’t love you
— haechan 𖦹
☆ random haechan bf texts !
☆ she fell first but he fell harder
☆ best friends to lovers with haechan
☆ nct dream 8th member drabble
☆ haechan going to ikea and sending his gf pics of the furniture he would like to test out w her (IDK WHAT ELSE TO TITTLE THIS)
— jaemin 𖦹
☆ jaemin comforting his gf !
☆ random bf jaemin texts !
— chenle 𖦹
☆ random chenle bf texts !
☆ she fell first but he fell harder
☆ jealous chenle texts
✩ telling chenle about your sleeping habits
☆ chenle drabble inspired by womanizer
— jisung 𖦹
☆ jisung angst texts !
☆ random jisung bf texts !
☆ more jisung bf texts !
⌦ nct 127
✩ comforting you on a bad day (text)
☆ nct 127 possessive texts
— taeil 𖦹
☆ random taeil bf texts !
— johnny 𖦹
☆ random johnny bf texts !
— taeyong 𖦹
☆ random taeyong bf texts !
— yuta 𖦹
☆ random yuta bf texts !
☆ bf!yuta comforting you
— doyoung 𖦹
☆ doyoung jealous texts !
☆ doyoung bf texts !
☆ more doyoung bf texts !
— jaehyun 𖦹
☆ chocolates & milkshake
— jungwoo 𖦹
(you can find mark & haechan at nct dream <3)
⌦ wayv
☆ wayv jealous texts
☆ wayv possessive texts
☆ wayv texting you after a fight
☆ randomly saying i love you to them
☆ wayv texts when you fall asleep on call
☆ their reaction when you ask them “why am i dating you?”
— kun 𖦹
☆ random kun bf texts !
☆ kun possessive texts
— ten 𖦹
☆ random ten bf texts !
— winwin 𖦹
☆ random winwin bf texts !
☆ jealous winwin tests !
☆ winwin possessive texts !
☆ more random winwin bf texts !
☆ clingy winwin scenario !
☆ texting winwin about his kiss scene !
— xiaojun 𖦹
☆ doting on xiaojun <3
— hendery 𖦹
☆ random hendery bf texts !
— yangyang 𖦹
☆ yangyang possessive texts !
☆ classmates to lovers with yangyang !
☆ random yangyang bf texts !
☆ more yangyang possessive texts !
☆ yangyang shy boy scenario
⌦ seventeen (ot13)
☆ seventeen’s maknae line when their “i love you message” gets autocorrected to “i hate you”
— s.coups 𖦹
— jeonghan 𖦹
☆ random jeonghan bf texts !
— joshua 𖦹
☆ random joshua best friend texts !
— jun 𖦹
☆ random jun bf texts !
— hoshi 𖦹
— wonwoo 𖦹
— woozi 𖦹
— dk 𖦹
— mingyu 𖦹
☆ random mingyu bf texts
— minghao (the8) 𖦹
☆ minghao best friend texts
— seungkwan 𖦹
— vernon 𖦹
☆ random vernon bf texts !
— dino 𖦹
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mune ga hachikire-sōde (my heart seems like it’s going to burst)
title mune ga hachikire-sōde (my heart seems like it’s going to burst)
pairing huang renjun x gender neutral!reader
summary you and your friends always sit at the table a couple down from mine and talk shit in madarin, which happens to be a language i’m currently learning. i’ve been eavesdropping to try and improve my listening comprehension and oh my god are you actually talking about how pretty i am???
characters huang renjun, zhong chenle [nct], liu yangyang [wayv], hwang yeji [itzy]
warnings none but it does imply you speak korean as well
word count 812
author’s note rewrite from my old blog. italics = mandarin
Here’s the thing: you were pretty firm on privacy. You didn’t like yours getting invaded by nosy people, and even have scolded so many for doing so. Yet, here you were; eavesdropping. You were no better than them.
You usually tried to ignore the group of boys that always sat at the same table, talking shit about people in their lives in Mandarin.
But could anyone really blame you? When the pretty boy with stars for eyes kept glancing over in your direction and commenting to his friends in Mandarin, “Aren’t they so pretty? … No, the one facing us.”
You ducked your head, feeling heat rise to your cheeks as you barely managed to hide your growing smile. If you just smiled at seemingly nothing, you’d seem like a weirdo.
Yeji eyed you with a weird look, brows furrowing, “What’s got you all smiley, huh?” She poked you in the arm with her pen.
You shushed her quietly, shaking your head as you leaned in to whisper to her, “You see the boy with the white cardigan?” When she briefly looked over and nodded, you continued, “He’s telling his friend about how pretty I am in Mandarin.” You giggle.
A grin rose on her lips, looking over again, “What’s he saying now?”
“His friend’s asking why he won’t come talk to me,” you keep your head down, seemingly focused on your laptop. “Stop looking over there! You’ll get us caught.”
“Sorry, sorry,” she giggled, looking down at her notebook. “Hey, what’s the answer for number two?”
“You’re only on two?” Your mouth dropped open in shock. Yeji shrugged, cheeks flaring. “It’s C. Anyways, he’s saying he won’t ‘cause he doesn’t want to embarrass himself if I was already taken,” you hum, glancing up momentarily and accidentally making eye contact with the cute boy.
His cheeks flushed red, head snapping back to his friends, “They just caught me looking at them! See!” His friend’s head turned to look at you, “No! Don’t look, dumbass!”
“I agree, he’s a dumbass, but look at what?” A dark haired boy joined the conversation, speaking in Korean instead of Mandarin.
His friend hushed him, “Shut up! Don’t speak in Korean.”
The boy blinked.
“Don’t look, but you see the person studying with the girl with braids in her hair behind me?” The boy with his back towards you asked the new boy. You could see out of the corner of your eye that the new boy looked towards your direction anyway.
“Dude,” the cute boy groaned in exasperation, putting his face in his hands.
“He asked if I could see them! How was I not supposed to look?”
“Whatever, Renjun thinks they’re pretty.” Renjun was the boy’s name, huh? You smiled to yourself.
“They are. Go tell them that, ge,” the boy said.
“Are you crazy? I’m not going to make a fool out of myself!” The cute boy’s—Renjun— voice cracked cutely at the end.
“Why not? You don’t know what will happen!” The other nameless boy said.
“They’re way too pretty for me,” Renjun shook his head again, cheeks red as he kept making small glances to you. You felt as if your heart was about to burst out of your chest. “I said no,” he added firmly in Korean when the boy opened his mouth to speak again.
The boy shrugged, “Fine, I will.” Ignoring Renjun’s protests, he stood and made his way to you. Your heart pounded in your chest at the thought of confrontation. You scribbled a word on your notebook, pretending to be busy. When he approached your table, both you and Yeji looked up. “Hi, I’m Chenle. You see my friend over there?” Your heads turned to see that Renjun was now clutching the menu, hiding behind it. Chenle sighed in disappointment, “Yeah, the weirdo hiding behind the menu. Anyways, he thinks you’re pretty.”
You knew this already, but your cheeks flushed red. You smiled, “I know.” Chenle’s brows rose in shock at your confession and you could hear the other boy voice his confusion at their table, making you giggle. “I know Mandarin.” You looked at the time on your phone and smiled again, looking up at Yeji, “It’s getting late, my mom will kill me if I’m not home before eight.” Chenle watched as the two of you got up.
You grabbed a paper and pen, quickly writing on it before giving it to Chenle, “Give this to your friend.” You looked up and sent a wink, but in your head, you were freaking out, but managed to keep your cool.
You finished packing your things up and smiled one last time at the group of boys before walking out with your friend.
Renjun grabbed the paper hastily from Chenle and started to read it, his cheeks getting even more red if possible.
i think you’re pretty cute too, and my name’s y/n.
so now that you know mine, i think it’s fair enough that i know yours. :)
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- y/n <3
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LOVE TALK
Bang Chan x French!reader x Felix
You've seen them performing on the street in Hongdae and then you met them at a club during the same night. They also noticed you.
Filming, facial, hair pulling, protected sex, choking, Felix is lowkey scary with the stranger talk...
Word count: 4k.
Your friend had decided it would be a good idea to bring you with her to Korea to celebrate Christmas with her and her family. You told her it was alright, that you were used to being alone during Christmas time or any holiday, but she kept insisting and the next thing you knew was that she had brought your plane ticket.
So there you were, dressed in your newest winter outfit, walking in one of Seoul's busiest regions for shopping and trying Korean food. Hyejin had been smiling the whole time and she never let go of your arm, dragging you to different stores to walk out with a new bag each time.
“Y/n, look!” She shook you excitedly and pointed to a crowd in the middle of the street. You looked at her in confusion and she started walking towards the group of people. “Dancers!”
“Oh,” you nodded and followed her. You both walked through the people to stand at the front. You felt bad for them since they were there before you, but Hyejin didn't care about that stuff.
There were eight dancers, all boys. You didn't recognize the song, but your friend seemed to know it since she was singing and copying the dancers’ moves but in a more subtle way.
The performance was fun to watch; their chemistry while dancing was insane and they also interacted with the crowd, just like artists would do at their concerts. And of course, they were all good-looking, especially two blonde boys that happened to make eye contact with you for a few seconds. One had curly hair and he winked at you, the other one whose hair was a little longer had tried to hide a smirk but you saw it before it disappeared.
Maybe it was because of the song choice, or it was just natural for them, but the sex appeal was strong. Hyejin and you both watched until the very end of their performance, cheering them on the whole time and exchanging glances with them all.
You noticed one of the two blondes trying to walk up to you before being dragged away by one of his friends and he gave you one last smile before grabbing his water bottle and leaving with the group. You were still staring at the two blondes before Hyejin shook your thoughts away with a playful smirk on her face. You rolled your eyes and you also left, judging it could be time to take a break from shopping.
“They were into you.
- Oh, shut up,” you placed your bags on the floor to take your coat and scarf off. You kicked your shoes off next to your particularly excited friend's before grabbing your bags again and walking to the guest room that you'd occupy for the next two weeks.
“You're lucky you know,” she came into the bedroom after you and jumped on the bed. “I don't draw that much attention on my second day here,” she emptied your shopping bags to sort your stuff out, but also to check it out.
“I don't even speak Korean, so I can't even say a word to any guy here.
- What makes you think that?” She held a sparkly, dark purple dress that you bought earlier and she nodded to herself. She laid it next to the pile of clothes she had made just before. “My family's Korean and we all speak English. Et je parle français pour toi,” Hyejin stood up and placed a hand on your shoulder. “We're going clubbing tonight. Find yourself a man that speaks your language. Your body can talk too, by the way,” and just like that, she walked out of the bedroom.
You scoffed as she closed the door behind herself and you looked at the short dress she had neatly placed on the bed. It was nearing six in the evening and you knew you were both going to take a long time to dress up and do your makeup, so you immediately played your favorite playlist and started building an outfit to go out.
“Y/n!” She came back in, now wearing a low-rise mini skirt and a tight black tank top under a leather jacket. She was holding two pairs of earrings and she showed them to you. One pair was silver stars and the other was silver hoops. “Which ones?”
“The hoops,” you answered, gesturing for her to come in and she took it as a hint to sit at the small makeup desk. You stood behind her and grabbed a hairbrush and a hair clip to put her hair in a messy ponytail that would look good with her outfit. She thanked you and urged you to sit down now so she could do your makeup.
It was definitely a dark makeup. She used some purple, a lot of glitter and black for the eyes, put false lashes on you and to finish the look, she put a rosy lip tint on your lips. You'd always praised her for her talent in makeup and tonight wasn't an exception. Your confidence skyrocketed and she left you to finish dressing up. You only had accessories to put on now and your hair to do. It was now 7:10pm and your heart skipped a beat for some reason. Maybe you were really looking forward to finding someone to have a little fun with tonight.
Your jewelry was golden for tonight in contrast to all the cold colors you were wearing, but it looked good. You curled your hair and let it down. Then, finally, you grabbed your long black coat and your purse before walking out of your room and joining Hyejin at the front door, mindlessly scrolling through her cellphone.
“Ready?
- Yeah,” you put your heels on and she let you get out before her.
Hongdae was flooded with people. You had to hold Hyejin's hand not to lose her and she was leading the way to the club she had wanted to visit. She told you it was one of the best out there and that she had visited it a few times in the last two years. Apparently, all the hot guys hung out there and you both knew why you wanted to go clubbing anyway, so you happily followed her to the club.
You could hear music blasting from outside the building and some people were waiting in line to enter. You looked at her with uncertainty and she rubbed your shoulder soothingly.
“It's always like this, but waiting's definitely worth it. Come on,” she pulled you with her in the line and surprisingly, it took less than ten minutes to enter. There, the music was so loud that it went straight to your heart and the colorful lights blinded you at first before being redirected somewhere else. You both went straight to the bar after having left your belongings at the coat check because you had to get some alcohol in your system before going on the dance floor.
One shot of vodka was good enough for now and when you turned to look at the numerous people in the room, you spotted almost immediately the two blondes from before whispering at each other and looking at you. Your cheeks burned and you turned back to Hyejin.
“The dancers from earlier are here.
- What? No way!” She squealed and shook your shoulder. “You should totally fuck them!
- Two at the same time?” Your eyes widened.
“Yeah, that could be fun. Besides, they look very close so they'd probably like to share you.
- They probably don't even speak English,” you pouted and played with the glass you'd emptied.
“Never hurts to give it a try,” she grabbed your arm to pull you up and you walked to the dance floor. She took both of your hands in hers to make you more comfortable and soon you were mirroring her movements, dancing to the songs that were playing but still not doing too much.
You looked at her confusingly when she looked behind you and smiled, but then she let go of you and walked away. It's only when you turned around to see what she was looking at and ended up face to face with the curly haired man that you realized what was happening.
You were going to apologize for almost bumping into him, but he placed his hands on your hips and smiled at you. You blushed again, but then you realized this might be your chance and you took it willingly.
“Do you speak English, pretty girl?” His accent was definitely one from Australia, you noticed, and your eyes lit up.
“Yes.
- Where are you from?
- I'm from France. I'm sorry if my accent's a bit weird.”
He laughed and pulled you closer, shaking his head.
“I don't care about that, our own accent is heavy. We can't judge.
- We?” Two additional hands were on your hips, just under the first guy's and you gasped softly before looking behind you.
“I remember you from this afternoon,” this was such a surprise. The guy that had the cutest face amongst the whole dance group had the deepest voice you'd ever heard and it made you shiver. “Funny to see you here now,” he was also Australian, no doubt about it.
It felt really intimidating to be sandwiched between two hot guys, but you also felt hot, so you pressed yourself a little further against freckles guy's chest, making the other one come closer to you two. Your ass was practically up against his crotch and his hands traveled up your body as you kept moving your hips to the music.
“Call me Chris,” curly hair said.
“I'm Y/n.
- Felix,” his voice will kill you. Especially if he keeps talking like that in your ear, making you all shy. Chris smiled at you and he leaned to your other ear.
“It's nice to meet you, Y/n.
- Ma belle,” you bit back a whine and you pressed further against Felix again. He chuckled in your ear and his hands rested just under your boobs. “We've been talking about you all day. We hoped to see you again.
- Tell us if you want us to stop right now,” Chris played with the hem of your dress and you wrapped your arms around his neck.
“Don't stop,” you were happy to finally have what you wanted. Especially since they didn't only speak Korean, so you could talk freely with them and there was no language barrier.
“I like that answer,” Chris licked his lower lip and you watched quite intensely, Felix took this opportunity to place your hair to the side and to kiss your exposed neck. You felt yourself getting wetter in your panties at the contact of his lips against your shivering skin and Chris straightened your dress back before trailing his hands a little higher on your body.
“You wanna take this to your hotel?
- I'm staying at a friend's house.
- Let's go to mine, then?” Felix suggested. His breath was also hot against your skin. You nodded and Chris grabbed your hand.
“I see you're not scared of strangers,” Felix commented as you took back your coat and purse and you stopped in your tracks, really thinking about it.
“Don't worry, we're not weirdos,” you were pulled by the waist and Chris led you out of the club, Felix following close behind the both of you. He sat at the backseat with you to keep you company while Chris drove to where Felix lived. You had been making out the whole time. One of his hands was cupping your cheek and the other was on your thigh while yours were on his shoulders. Chris couldn't help but to watch you two from time to time, even just hearing your pants and the sounds of your kisses made him horny and he almost let out a sigh of relief when he finally stopped in front of Felix's apartment.
Chris opened the door for you and you stood next to him, waiting for Felix to unlock the door for you. As Felix was doing so, your lips were on Chris’ and he was teasingly pulling your bottom lip with his teeth. Once the door was open, you went in and when Chris closed the door, you were led to the bedroom and pushed on the bed after you had thrown your coat on the floor. You sat up and looked at the two men in front of you. Their auras were so different but very intimidating in their own way, which made your face burn with timidity.
“Y/n,” Felix went closer to you and pulled a strand of your hair behind your ear. “Aren't you just so adorable? Trusting us this fast,” his thumb pressed against your lips to part them and he let out a shaky breath when he came in contact with your tongue. You were so obedient to them. He knew you'd do anything for them if they asked you.
“Don't worry beauté, we'll make sure you have a great time here,” his thumb trailed down your lip as Chris joined you two.
“Consider this your best night in Seoul,” he guided your hands under his shirt for you to feel his abs. Felix kneeled behind you on the bed and unzipped your dress slowly as Chris took his own shirt off. You instinctively spread your legs a little for him and he smirked.
“Feeling needy?” He leaned down to kiss your jaw. “Want us to touch you?” He put a light pressure against your clothed core and you whined, bucking your hips against his fingers. He pulled away and Felix helped you take your dress off, leaving you in your underwear (that you had carefully picked for this occasion). You leaned your head on Felix's shoulder since your back was resting against his chest and his fingers lightly stroked your sides, making your muscles contract.
Chris reached down for your coat and took your cellphone out, opening the camera app and looking at you again. “Can I?” You nodded and one of Felix's hands wrapped around your throat and squeezed softly, making you whine and thrust your hips up into nothing.
“Look at that,” now Chris approached you with the camera directed at you and you looked into it, your eyes half closed due to Felix squeezing your throat lightly. You could feel his other hand resting on your hip bone, knowing he was so close to touching you where you needed it the most made you wetter.
“Spread your legs a little, baby,” before you could even move, he was doing it for you. He zoomed on the small wet patch forming on the fabric of your underwear. It was hard to see, especially on camera, since you were wearing black panties, but Chris could definitely feel it under his thumb. You whimpered and rolled your hips, but Felix pushed them down on the mattress to stop you. “All wet and needy for strangers you met at the club.”
He stepped back a little to get a full view of your body as Felix slipped his hand under the fabric, feeling your wetness and spreading it all over your sex, not forgetting to brush his finger over your clit, making your hips stutter and Felix put more pressure then. Chan was looking at you through the screen of your cellphone and you could see he was smirking. Felix let go of your throat to slide his hand down to your thigh, separating them more and giving a better view to the camera.
“That's a good souvenir for when you go back, don't you think?” You nodded without a second thought as he teased your entrance. You looked down Chris’ body and that's when you saw he was palming himself through his pants and your mouth watered at the sight. You gestured for him to come closer and when he did so, you reached out to undo his pants. You moaned as Felix inserted his finger into you and you paused, Chris taking his pants and boxers off for you, leaving him fully naked in contrast to Felix, who still had all of his clothes on.
“You gonna use that pretty mouth, baby?” He grabbed your chin to make you look up at him, eyes blown with lust and you already looked fucked out only because Felix had been fingering you. You whimpered and nodded, your fingers delicately wrapping around his thick cock and he shivered. Felix decided it would be the right time to slip another finger inside you and you closed your eyes tightly, beginning to stroke the man in front of you.
Chris took one step closer before he stopped filming the video, placing your phone next to you on the bed and he placed your hair behind your shoulders. You noticed Felix was taking a handful of it and the next thing you knew was that he had pulled your head back roughly, making you moan louder and arch your back.
“Use your mouth,” Felix commanded, keeping you in place like this a few seconds before letting go of you. Chris was waiting for you with a small smile and you opened your mouth, showing him your tongue.
“Good girl,” he slapped the tip of his cock on your tongue before you wrapped your lips around him, making his head fall back and a loud, shaky sigh escaped his throat. Felix let go of you and you whined in protest, pretty much muffled by the dick you had in your mouth. You pulled away and replaced your mouth with your hand as you moved to kneel, but you were fast to suck him off again and he chuckled. “You must like pleasing people, yeah?”
You looked up at him as an answer and you heard shuffling behind you. Felix was opening one of his drawers and pulling a condom out of it. He put it on his bedside table as he hurried to take his clothes off, eager to be inside you. Chris moaned as you swirled your tongue around him in a certain way and he grabbed your hair to pull you away, enjoying how your face contorted in both pain and pleasure.
“Can I fuck your mouth? Is that okay with you?
- Yes, please,” you panted, looking at him with half lidded eyes and a small smile playing on your lips. He smiled too and then two hands were firmly on your hips.
“Not so fast,” Felix said, pulling your attention towards him and you looked behind your shoulder when Chris let go of you. “I'm gonna fuck you too. Chris, come on the bed too,” he looked at his friend.
You were now on all fours in between Chris and Felix, mouth occupied with one dick and your pussy being teased with another. Your panties had been slid off just before that change of position and just as Chris had requested, you let him thrust into your mouth to his liking. Felix had the tip of his dick in you, he didn't seem to be willing to move further for now, as if he was concentrating on something else.
That's when he pulled your hair again, making you moan. “She's gonna stay still like this. Use her like that,” Chris nodded and soon hit the back of your throat, making you gag and tears formed at the corners of your eyes. Felix finally sank all the way into you, making your eyes flutter closed and Chris pulled out to let you breathe a little before forcing himself back in your mouth.
They were thrusting at a similar pace, Felix tugging at your hair from time to time as his other hand gripped the soft flesh of your upper thigh. Chris would wipe the occasional tears falling down your eyes and praise you for your good work.
“Pretty girl, making yourself all useful like this. You know you're doing so good for us, right?” He would let out shaky breaths in between sentences because he was close and Felix fucked you harder and faster, leaning his body closer to yours until his head was next to yours. He was still holding you by your hair and he made it known by pulling again, a playful smirk on his face.
“You're making a mess,” he teased as he saw drool falling from your mouth, observing the way your eyes rolled back when he snapped his hips deep in you, making you whimper around Chris and he hummed low. “Keep going,” he kissed your cheeks before straightening up and fucking you properly again, making you grow louder as time passed and Chris’ hips started stuttering. He was also moaning, Felix was more silent but you could hear the occasional groans.
“Gonna cum on your face. Will ruin your pretty makeup even more- fuck,” he pulled out of your mouth and and you showed him your tongue, ready for him with teary eyes. He pumped his cock fast, close to your mouth and it took Felix a few hard thrusts for you to moan out his name and he was cumming. Some of his semen landed on your tongue, but also just under your nose and on your cheek. He was panting so hard as if he had run a marathon and you licked his tip before swallowing. Felix let go of your hair and you moaned, the sensation feeling relieving and you hang your head lower.
“Fuck… Plus v- Faster,” they both took notice of your French and smiled, Felix rubbed your waist softly as he fastened his pace. You were gripping the sheets under you hard and Chris picked your phone again, snapping a few pictures of your state. He also made you look up to take a picture of your ruined makeup, there was still a drop of his cum on your cheek and he wiped it away. “Beautiful.”
Felix flipped you over and Chris held your wrists above your head as his friend continued ruining you further. You were a total mess, as Chris said before, your moans sounding more like screams as Felix's eyes dug holes into your soul. His cock hit just right inside you and Chris’ hold on your wrists tightened as you tried to move them away to hold onto Felix.
“Chris, she's clenching,” he moaned and slowed down a little, you could tell he was as close as you and you rolled your hips, making him pin them down to the bed. “Don't fucking move,” he growled and you moaned again.
Chris was still holding you and he brought your hands closer to his lips, peppering them in kisses as Felix worked for both of your orgasms. Your back arched and your head fell onto Chris’ lap, looking up at him and he smiled against your wrists.
“I'm cumming,” Felix warned as he rubbed your clit rapidly, your eyes filled with tears again because you were so sensitive and you came just before him, the sensation of you clenching around him making him cum just after you. Chris watched the whole scene as he let go of your wrists and he gently massaged your shoulders as you came down from your high.
Felix gave you one last kiss on the cheek before collapsing next to you on the bed, looking up at the ceiling as he took his condom off. He tied it and gave it to Chris for him to throw it into the trashcan and the curly haired man joined you after.
“I didn't know you knew a bit of French,” you looked at Felix who laughed.
“I've learned a little when I was younger. I lost most of it, though.
- Ah,” you looked back at the ceiling too and Chris propped himself up by his elbows.
“It was kinda hot, you know? Like hearing you almost forget your English,” he said and you hid your face in embarrassment. Yeah, this would be one of your best memories in Korea.
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wayv saying “i love you” first
pairing: wayv members x reader
type: scenarios
summary: the wayv members and when they can’t help but say those three words
warnings: mentions of food, also bella for those afraid of dogs, dejun being bullied a little in yangyang’s, use of their actual names, fluff
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kun- the boys were exhausted. their comeback was pushed back for a third time but they continued to train and practice like it was still happening as scheduled. your boyfriend had texted you earlier that they were at the dance studio all day and that he may not get to see you today. little did he know that when he and the boys walked back into the dorm that you had other ideas. upon entering, the whole place smelled of incredible food and each of the boys walked in, breathed deeply, happily groaning in excitement. “hi!” you greeted them from the kitchen. kun made his way over to you as you explained, “i made all your favorites!” you started listing them but was cut off by the impact of kun falling into your body, pulling you into him. “thank you, baby. i love you.” he sighed out. he said it without a second thought. he was so worn out and so grateful that you not only cared about him but the other boys too. your generosity warmed his heart. kun didn’t think much of it as he said it but he noticed you were stiff against him and pulled back. “oh, baby, i’m sorry. i didn’t mean—“ now it was your turn to cut him off, but with a kiss this time. “gross. can we eat now?” you heard yangyang say followed by a smack from ten.
ten- chittaphon was beyond excited for this concert. wayv was getting to perform in bangkok which meant he got to see his family again, and you were getting to go with him. the downside was that he only got to be home for less than twenty four hours. they were flying in, performing, and then leaving on an early flight. but he would take what he could get, especially if they were letting you come along. he was giddy in the days leading up and the flight there. he called his mom as soon as they landed and headed to the venue. a smile was permanently etched on his face and his hand held yours every opportunity he was allowed. though some would think it might have been too early to meet parents but with the distance chittaphon would take any opportunity he could. also he knew you were the one from the moment he met you so it didn’t matter. his phone lit up again while he was getting dressed. “they’re here! can you go meet them at the door and bring them back here?” he asked you. the nerves began to bubble up in your stomach again but you smiled and nodded. when you returned, chittaphon heard your voice but hearing you speak a language he’d never heard you speak before. the two of you usually spoke english or korean when you were there but when you were speaking thai with his family he froze. he watched from the other side of the room as you and his family smiled and conversed. his heart raced and a love struck grin spread across his face. the fact that you learned his native language to speak comfortably with his family was so heartwarming to him. of course you struggled some but you took it in stride and he found it so endearing. after a few moments he joined all of you. the group reunited with hugs all around and catching up on the time missed for as long as they could until it was time for chittaphon to take the stage meaning you all had to take your seats. it all ended too soon and before you knew it the amazing night was coming to a close. you and chittaphon sat in the back of the van with your hand in his once more as you gushed over the performance and shared about your time with his family, still riding the high of the show. chittaphon watched you with what others could only describe as heart eyes because of how full his heart was from the evening. it couldn’t have been more perfect for him and he couldn’t help himself. “i love you.” he said in his native language making you stop mid-sentence. you knew quite a bit of the language and your certainly knew that phrase, you just weren’t quite sure he even said or meant it. “what?” you looked at him wide eyed. he scooted closer to you in the backseat of the car and reached up to caress your cheek. “i love you.” he repeated louder and more assured. you knew it was for real, just as you had learned it. he really did know how to take your breath away. you softened from your surprised, rigid state and smiled back at him. “i love you too”
winwin- he definitely didn’t mean to say it as soon as he did but the poor guy was so sick and tired. you could tell days before that he was staring to come down with something but a few days later when he texted you he was sick, you rushed right over to take care of him. kun had been doing the best he could until you got there with all the supplies you needed to care for him. though sicheng preferred being taken care of by you, he still fought you once you arrived, insisting he would be fine and you shouldn’t risk getting sick. you of course ignored him and went right to work. you made sure he was propped up, given the right medicine, warm enough, and even started making his favorite soup which you fed to him when it was done. he was honestly so touched at the way you cared for him and tried so hard to keep it together. once he was fed his eyes started to feel heavy and droop. you helped him get settled and tucked in when you headed him say it. it was so soft and with the rustling of the bed sheets, you almost missed it and sicheng was so tired he went right to sleep before you could even ask him to clarify. he looked so peaceful and beautiful in his sleep, you started to understand the way he felt. you smiled to yourself softly before brushing his hair back and placing a gentle kiss to his forehead. “i love you too, sicheng.” you whispered. when he was recovered he doesn’t really remember saying it and even later on in your relationship he denies that he was the first to say it, but you’ll never forget it.
xiaojun- you paid attention to pretty much everything dejun did but he never realized how observant you were. he just assumed you were like most everyone else and the little things he said and did went unnoticed to you. boy, was he wrong. when he came home from a long day of practice, he collapsed on the couch. suddenly bella came running into the room and hopped on to the couch next to him. he rubbed her back but began to notice she looked cleaner than she did earlier that day and she smelled nice too. as he looked around, he also noticed that the living room was a bit cleaner than before and the poster they’d bought months ago was finally hung on the wall. a few more things were put into place and projects they had put off in their living space were done. before he knew it, you came into the room. were you always here? he wondered. “baby, when did you get here?” he asked. “oh, yangyang let me in while you were gone!” you smiled and kissed his cheek. “ok, bella is clean, i got some stuff done in here, your clothes are folded and on your bed. i’ll go ahead and start dinner.” you rattled off the checklist to yourself out loud. dejun looked up at you confused and reached out for your hand to stop you. “wait, wait, you did all of this?” “well, yeah, you were saying the other day how some stuff needed to be done but you didn’t have time. i thought i’d help you out.” you shrugged. his eyes softened at he looked at you and he stood to his feet to pull you into a hug. “i can’t believe you did all this for me. i love you.” he’s so sentimental. “awe, jun, it’s nothing. i love you too” you pecked his lips and went off to the kitchen.
hendery- when kunhang entered your apartment that evening, he was worried when it was full of smoke with the detector going off. “ohh no!!” your loud groan filled the apartment. “y/n?!” he called out, worry lacing his tone. “in the kitchen.” before coming to find you, he opened the window in the living room to air the place out. “are you hurt?” he asked, fanning around the smoke alarm with a book he grabbed off the coffee table. “no, but our dinner is.” you said sadly. it was finally clearing out enough so that he could see you. he walked over and wrapped an arm around your waist as you looked down at your burnt meal. “what where you cooking, baby?” he chuckled lightly. “it was supposed to be your favorite. i called your mom for the recipe and everything. i wanted to do something special for you because you were a little homesick.” you spoke in pout. to kunhang, you were so adorable. you worked so hard to try and make him feel better and even though you failed it was still touching. he leaned down and kissed your lips then rested his forehead on yours. “i love you for trying.” his fingers laced with yours. “c’mon, i’ll take you out.”
yangyang- it really didn’t take much. as much as he tried to deny it, he was feeling it pretty much from the moment he met you. he tried so hard to push it from his mind and take things slow as not to freak you out. in all honesty, it freaked him out too that he was feeling like this. one afternoon you were with him and the rest of the boys of wayv in their apartment. he was already swooning because all of the pets loved you from the jump. bella currently laid in your lap, dozing as you rubbed her head and it was pretty much the cutest thing he had ever seen. if that wasn’t enough, you also managed to get in a clever, well-timed jab to dejun that earned the respect from all the boys. combine all that with just how gorgeous you looked in the hoodie your stole from his room, he was pretty well smitten. after another well executed joke, the laughter had died down and before he even knew it, yangyang let out an “i love you” with a sigh. all the boys looked around in confusion and then the teasing began. “ahh our little baby is in love!!” his older brothers gushed, reaching to pinch his cheeks. yours burned and you tried to hide the smile on your face. yangyang did his best to play it off but it was far too late for that. after quite a bit of teasing you got up from your spot and sat down in the youngest boy’s lap and kissed his lips, silencing the room. “i love you too.” you told him. the boys started hyping him up but he wasn’t even pay attention. all he could see was you.
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Who’s The Better Kisser?
pairing: male reader x jeno, mark, lucas, jaehyun & johnny
summary: while at a party in nct’s dorm, you’re given the task to decide which of the members kisses the best.
notes: making out, suggestive
words: 967
disclaimer: this might not be very well written as i did it in just a few minutes right after waking up, so think of it more as a drabble than an actual full well written piece
part 2: “who’s the better c*ck?”
It was a Saturday night and you were at a party at NCT 127's dorm. Everyone in the group had been invited, including the Dreamies and WayV.
By midnight, all guests had gone home already except you and most of the members had become too tired to stay, going back to their dorms and rooms to sleep.
Johnny, Jaehyun, Lucas, Mark and Jeno were the only ones still up. A bit tired of standing up, you all had formed a circle on the floor.
You guys talked about everything until, at some point, the topic of who's the better kisser came up. The guys started bickering over who was the best kisser among them when Johnny had an incredible idea.
"How about y/n decides who's the better kisser?” Johnny says, smirking.
Everyone paused to look at you. Taken aback, you stutter, "o-okay..."
You then crawl over to Jeno's lap and sit comfortably on him, putting your hand on his shoulder and leaning in to kiss him. The kiss is hot and Jeno has a firm grip on your waist, pulling you closer. Jeno's mouth is wet and warm and his tongue feels sexy inside your mouth. He knows what he's doing and you eventually get a boner. But you have to kiss everyone else still. So after a couple minutes making out, you two part your lips as you look at the string of saliva connecting your mouths.
Mark is next and you crawl and sit on his lap too. He places both his hands on your hips and leans in, catching your lips with his. His lips are soft and moist, and you two kiss with only your lips for a few moments, taking in the softness and warmth of his lips. He then presses his tongue against your lips and you give him passage. You feel as his warm wet tongue dominates then inside of your mouth. You two make out for a few minutes when Johnny makes a sound, signaling for you to stop and move on. As you break the kiss you feel empty, Mark's lips are very comforting and soft, they fit perfectly against yours.
Crawling over to Lucas, you notice that he looks like a drunk and excited puppy, arms open waiting for you to sit on his lap. As you do, you place your butt on his crotch and immediately feels his hard cock under his pants. It takes you by surprise but you smirk at him, liking that you got him excited just by watching you kiss the others. You place your hand on the back of his head as his huge hands hold you by your hips. You lean in and feel his soft plump lips against yours. Lucas is like a horny teenager and his kiss is messy, which makes it all even hotter. His big lips opening and closing around yours, enveloping you in his wetness. His tongue licking over your lips and entering your mouth to explore frenetically. Lucas was chaotic in every way possible. Which very much suited him and it was very hot. You broke the kiss after a while to catch your breath and you could feel the surroundings of your lips wet from Lucas' large lips and tongue. It was so hot.
Leaving Lucas` lap, you crawled over to Jaehyun, who was patiently waiting with a cup of beer on his hand. He chugged the last bit that was in his cup and waited as you positioned yourself on his lap. Jaehyun felt more experienced and mature, he placed one of his hands on your hip and the other on the back of your head. He took the lead and pulled you in by the neck, catching your lips on his. You tasted the beer on his lips as you two started to make out intensely. Jaehyun's firm grip on your waist and neck made you feel things, his lips and tongue moving like he was professional at this. You noticed as you felt yourself getting extra aroused inside your pants, precum oozing out of your member and into the fabric of your underwear. The kiss lasted for a couple minutes before you ran out of breath. As you two parted your lips, you noticed how once again you had a string of spit connecting the both of you. It was a very exciting sight to see, Jaehyun's lips red and wet from kissing and spit connecting his mouth to yours.
Last but not least, you proceeded to crawl over to Johnny's lap. His thick thighs welcomed you and you felt comfortable on him. His long strong arms pulled you closer by your waist and you sat on top of his hard cock. No time to lose, Johnny immediately leaned in and kissed you, instantly entering his tongue in your mouth and starting a hot makeout session. Johnny was firm and experienced like Jaehyun, but had a hint of desperation like Lucas. His mouth dominated yours as you felt his tongue around yours and his lips opening and closing over yours. It was hot. You two made out for a couple minutes until both of you had to stop and take a breath.
Finally, you had kissed all of them. You crawled over to the spot you were previously sitting on and looked around, everyone had their lips red and moist and all of them had noticeable erections under their pants.
"Want me to help you guys with that?" You asked, gesturing at their bulges.
The guys looked down and saw that their cocks had formed obvious tents on each of their pants.
Everyone had seemingly forgotten that you had to decide which one of them was the better kisser. But, oh well, the night was about to get even better.
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⌇🩵 welcome
lex ; she/her ; 22 ; ‘00 liner ; filo-am ; jaemin luvr (real)
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i mostly write for nct + sungtaro ! though i stan enha, txt, piwon, atz, & some other groups as well so if i get req of specific groups & idols, i apologize in advance if i don’t do them (since i may not stan or know them ^^)
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Dedication (part 1)
Pairing: Ten Lee x fem/afab!reader
Genre: idol au, slow-ish burn, acquaintances to friends to lovers, major fluff, eventual and abundant smut
Tags: incredibly self-indulgent; Ten is obsessed with Y/N (respectfully, with signs of flourishing mental health); NCT and WayV exist and Ten is in them; college party; alcohol; Y/N's friends are named after aespa members cuz I'm lazy; with guest stars Johnny, Jaehyun, Mark, and Haechan
Summary: Y/N is a creative writing student at a university in a major city. Ten is an idol from one of the most famous k-pop groups in the world. Can I make it anymore obvious?
Word Count: 7.9k
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The vibrations from the booming bass of the music pulsated inside your chest, mingling with your heartbeat. You and your roommate, Karina, had pushed back all of the dining room furniture to create a makeshift dance floor. It wasn’t terribly often that the two of you entertained party guests, but it definitely wasn’t the first time either. You were both fourth-year college students in the area, and the home belonged to Karina’s father. Her father was quite wealthy, and not only that but he loved to spoil his daughter. So when you and Karina had decided to move out on your own while completing your studies, he made sure his daughter and her best friend were both well taken care of.
The house wasn’t huge, but the main level had an incredibly open floor plan, so it was perfect for converting into a nightclub on a budget. The kitchen was transformed into a bar, the living room a lounge area. There were speakers set up to surround the dining area, which is where you found yourself now, letting your favorite party mix shake through you at top volume while you waited for people to arrive.
Karina was still upstairs getting ready. She didn’t typically take this long, but this time was different because her childhood friend, Jeong Yuno, more affectionately known as Jaehyun, would be attending. When she’d told you his name, you’d shrugged noncommittally, which didn’t seem to be the reaction she was expecting, although you had no idea as to why. You’d met plenty of her friends before. Why should this time be any different?
Your look was simple. You’d styled your hair in the quickest way you knew how while also managing to make it appear deceptively glamorous. Your make-up was simple, too, just some eyeliner, mascara, and lip gloss. Spritzing perfume on your neck and wrists, you nodded at yourself with approval in the mirror before you’d returned to your bedroom to get dressed.
Tight blue jeans covered your legs, accentuating your ass and calves, and you wore your favorite classic black top tucked into them. The look was completed by a pair of black converse.
It wasn’t much, and it didn’t take long, but you felt good.
One of your conditions for agreeing to this party was that, as per usual, Karina act as the primary host of the event, and you be allowed to act as one of the crowd. However, one of Karina’s responding conditions was that you help out in the kitchen when liquor needed to be restocked from the stash the two of you kept in the basement. After accepting each other’s conditions, you shook on it, and Karina hopped in the shower.
It’d been a couple of hours since then, and people were meant to be arriving shortly.
As if summoned by your very thoughts, the doorbell rang. Your stomach turned with anxiety at the prospect of having to welcome them in Karina’s stead while she finished getting ready, but she saved you from such a terrible fate, rushing down the stairs as she applied her final layer of lip gloss and shouted, “I got it!” Tucking her lip gloss into the back pocket of her pants, she swung the door open, offering a vibrant greeting to your first guests. From what you could hear, it was Jaehyun and whoever he’d chosen to bring along that had arrived.
The sound of their overly chipper voices ringing from the foyer was your cue to get a drink, and you escaped to the kitchen, pouring yourself a vodka tonic. In general, you tended to prefer sweet drinks because you couldn’t stand the taste of alcohol, but there was something refreshing about vodka and tonic, something that allowed you to believe maybe what you were consuming was actually good for you. The denial, self-aware as it was, brought you a sense of comfort.
After several generous sips, the excited greetings died down in the other room, multiple sets of footsteps now travelling in your direction. You still weren’t quite ready to socialize, especially with new people, so you tipped your red solo cup back and drained it, tossing it in the waste bin under the sink, then started for the hallway in hopes of making it back to the dinette-turned-dancefloor before running into Karina’s guest of honor and his cohorts.
Unfortunately, you weren’t quite quick enough, bumping directly into one of said cohorts when you rounded the corner out of the kitchen. The stranger immediately caught you by the shoulders to help you keep your balance. Their hands were steady and strong.
“Oh shit, I’m so sorry—”
“No, no, please, I wasn’t paying enough attention, it’s totally my…” Your words trailed off, your mind gone blank as you lifted your gaze to look at the man that you’d just collided with. A blush blazed across your cheeks, the heat of it spreading throughout your entire body, your bone marrow simmering.
You’d never seen someone so confusing. His face was pretty, so pretty you could hardly believe he was real. His features were soft and sharp all at once. His hair, pure black, was a good length, just hitting the back of his neck, although not shaggy or unkempt, and his layered bangs framed his face perfectly, the part in his hair just shy of center. You had the immediate and delirious urge to run your fingers through it.
And if that bit of him wasn’t confusing enough, the rest of him was so much worse. His neck was long and pronounced, almost feminine if not for the obvious Adam's apple protruding from it. His shoulders were broad but not intimidating. His chest and arms were prominent in the fitted t-shirt he wore, and you could tell he was in good shape. With how lean he was, you figured he must be a swimmer or member of track and field at your university. Your mind couldn’t even conceive of the idea that he was a world-renowned dancer.
It was like an updated version of “Goldilocks and the Three Bears.” After knowing so many men who were too much of this, not enough of that, you’d discovered one that was just right.
His lips, pink and petal-like and bow-shaped, spread into a smile — god, what a smile — and he chuckled lightly, yanking you out of your stupor, which had happened in the space of a single breath, the passage of time seeming to have slowed as you took him in. You were suddenly hyper aware of his hands, still gently holding your arms. You fought not to shiver.
“Let’s just agree to share the blame on this one, yeah?”
You laughed and nodded awkwardly, embarrassed at both your clumsiness and your gawking but doing your best not to show it. You needed to get out of there, to prevent any further humiliation on your part, and as if sensing this, your urge to flee, the beautiful man promptly released you from his grasp, allowing you to make your way through the small crowd in the doorway. A quick glance informed you that there were four other men present, each one of them also incredibly handsome, though none quite so handsome as the one you’d managed to carelessly barrel into. There was an itch in the back of your mind, a feeling that you recognized one or two of them, but you weren’t sure from where. And you certainly didn’t have the wherewithal to figure it out in that moment.
The warmth of your embarrassment merged with the warmth from the buzz of your first drink as you brushed past the small company of men currently smirking at you. Finding your favorite spot on the floor, some cheesy Dua Lipa song playing, you started to move, shaking off whatever it was that had just happened to you. As the minutes passed, the room filled with the rest of the party guests until you were surrounded by bodies, on the dancefloor, in the kitchen, in the living room. The party was an absolute smash.
You moved around a bit, harmlessly flirting here and there, visiting with the few people from university you actually considered close enough acquaintances to warrant conversation, pouring yourself a couple more drinks, just enough to maintain your buzz without losing your sense. Throughout all of this, though, you noticed him, the beautiful man you’d crashed into. You couldn’t help but to notice him, his entire being demanded it of you.
He seemed to be everywhere that you were, always talking to someone, usually one of his comrades who’d witnessed your run-in earlier but sometimes others, people who always looked so thrilled to be in his presence. Still, in spite of this, they couldn’t quite capture his full attention. You knew this because he kept sparing glances at you each time you looked at him, even if he was in the middle of speaking, his train of thought clearly much more capable of navigating multiple tracks at once than yours was.
It became grounding for you to seek his eyes out in the crowd, a security blanket amidst the social anxiety. The dance floor acted as your unspoken home base, where you could always find him if you somehow misplaced one another, you somewhere in the middle, feeling the rhythm of the music, swaying your hips to it, and him standing at the edge, leaning against the wall and watching you. Complete strangers, the two of you, yet sharing in some strange psychological sanctuary together. You wondered if he would ever acknowledge it and approach you.
But at some point, he disappeared, and you couldn’t even find him out on the floor. Disappointment hollowed you out like an ice cream scoop to your insides. Which was just silly because, again, you were complete strangers. You knew absolutely nothing about him.
Nothing except the perfect silhouette of his profile in the dim party lighting. Nothing except the sound of his laugh, floating over the din of the crowd whenever one of his friends said something especially funny. Nothing except the vibrance of his sweet smile, the quiet power in his posture, the slight upturn of his nose, the way his eyes shone with something open yet intimate when he gazed at you, like a secret only you were privy to.
Maybe you knew everything you needed to.
Karina touched your shoulder, startling you where you stood in the kitchen, pretending to listen to some guy from your weekly chem lab tell a story about a minor celebrity he’d met a few weeks ago, which you truly couldn’t have cared less about. “Hey, Y/N, would you mind running down to the basement to get a fresh bottle of tequila? The people demand more shots!”
You shoved her shoulder playfully as you walked toward the door leading to the basement. “Anything for you, my liege,” you called back theatrically, your best friend’s pealing giggles echoing after you as you descended the stairs. Swinging around the banister at the bottom, humming to yourself, you made a beeline for the fridge that held the extra supply of liquor for just such occasions as these.
When you opened the refrigerator, light poured out, illuminating the space, and you nearly jumped out of your skin as you realized you weren’t alone. On the other side of the room, sitting on the tattered old love seat, mindlessly scrolling through his phone, was your handsome stranger. He seemed to discover your presence at the same time as you discovered his, though he was significantly less alarmed than you were, probably because it was much more reasonable to expect someone to eventually join you in the basement than to expect someone might already be waiting for you in it, all alone, in the dark.
Your heart rate and breathing were slowly returning to normal as you gaped at him and said, “You lost?”
He was smiling at you again, as if he was delighted to see you, which was unfair because you were trying to be irritated at him for frightening you. “What? Oh no, I just needed some air.”
“So you decided to get it in a stuffy basement?” You cocked an eyebrow at him, tone dripping with sarcasm.
“Hey, I didn’t say I needed the air to be fresh,” he shot back, his wit impressively quick.
You rolled your eyes. “Sure, I mean what’s all the fuss about fresh air, right? Breathing in air that’s mostly dust builds character.”
He scoffed, masking his amusement with you, “Well, what about you then? What was so important you were willing to compromise your precious respiratory system by coming down here for it?”
Biting back a smile, you reached your hand into the open fridge, deliberately slow, and pulled out the bottle of Pueblo. “The powers that be, also known as my roommate, charged me with procuring this potion to pacify our esteemed guests.”
“Ahhh, I see.” He nodded in fond understanding. “And do you plan on partaking in this potion?”
“Oh god, no!” You cringed, mind suddenly flooded with memories of past exploits fueled by tequila, memories from your freshman year, an exciting but reckless and at times regrettable period in your life. “Believe me, the last thing anyone needs is me getting drunk on tequila.”
His eyebrows hit his hairline. “And why is that?”
You scratched the back of your neck bashfully. “Uh, let’s just say that, when I drink tequila, I tend to make some questionable, arguably bad choices.”
“Define bad.” He was leaning forward, conspiratorially, as if he’d asked you to reveal the secrets of the universe.
“No, I don’t think I will,” you rebuffed plainly, no longer restraining your smile as it transformed into a smug grin, reveling in the opportunity to tease him.
His elbow was planted on the arm of the love seat now, chin sitting in his open palm as he gazed at you with something you couldn’t quite place, something that made your insides squirm. Sighing, he simply said, “Fair enough.” But his tone didn’t match his words. He wasn’t admitting defeat at your declining to elaborate, rather he was claiming a different kind of victory altogether, the specifics of which were a mystery to you.
Clearing your throat, the air in the room suddenly stifling, charged with electricity, you thought it best to make your escape and rejoin the party. “Well, try not to deprive the other guests of your delightful company for too long, okay?”
You turned to climb back up the stairs but the man’s voice stopped you. “I’m Ten, by the way.”
Why was your heart racing? All he’d said was his own name. You swallowed thickly. “My name is Y/N,” you offered, barely more than a whisper.
“Pretty.” Just like you, he thought.
He was still smiling at you as you fled from him for the second time that evening. You scurried back into the kitchen and handed Karina the tequila, still reeling from the interaction you’d just had as she poured a round of shots for your guests. But before you could say anything to her about it, your best friend was bringing a separate matter to your attention. “Y/N, have you seen Ning? I invited her tonight, and she said she was gonna come, but I haven’t seen her yet. I’m worried about her, you know?” Your heart sank. Yes, you did know because you were worried, too.
One of your closest friends from university, Ningning, had recently experienced an especially rough break-up. A couple of weeks ago, she’d walked in on her boyfriend of almost three years with another woman in their bed. After immediately throwing him out, she had called you and Karina to come over and sit with her as she broke down and cried. You’d held her in your arms, smoothing her hair and wiping her tears as Karina forced her to sip water and take deep breaths until the shooting pain in her heart settled into a dull, throbbing ache.
Naturally, she’d been struggling to adjust to her new normal, her sleep schedule in shambles, GPA suffering, appetite nearly nonexistent. You’d both been doing all you could to try and help, reminding her to eat, hyping her up by telling her how beautiful she looked every chance you got, even going so far as doing assignments for her in the classes you shared. You loved her, and you knew she’d do the same if you were in her place.
Hell, you had been in her place, your last break-up tragic in its own right. Karina had been your saving grace then, so you saw it as your responsibility to pay that forward with Ningning now. “I haven’t seen her, Kay, but I’ll see if I can track her down. Leave it to me, all right? You just focus on having fun.” You took her hand for a moment, squeezing it reassuringly, and she sighed, weary but accepting as you began your search, moving through the house and surveying each room in hopes of finding your friend.
It didn’t take you long. You asked yourself where you would’ve ended up if you’d gotten stuck at a party like this while still struggling with your break-up, and the answer brought you right to her, sitting on the big armchair in the corner of the living room where you and Karina usually sat up your Christmas tree each year, clinging desperately to a throw pillow like some sort of life line, knees tucked up to her chest as she watched the flurry of people around her with wide eyes. She looked so lost. You had to save her.
Approaching her slowly, like she might get spooked and run off, you knelt down in front of her, a gentle hand landing lightly on her calf. “Ning?” She started, her eyes snapping to meet yours, her bottom lip trembling at the sight of you. The relief that came with your presence made her want to break down, but she knew she couldn’t in front of all your guests. “Hey, talk to me. How’re you doing?”
She let out a ragged breath. “Not great.”
“What do you need from me? How can I help?” you asked sincerely, ready to go to the ends of the earth if it would somehow help her smile again.
“I don’t know, Y/N. I just feel so… unattractive. In every way. I hate that there are so many people here to look at me without really seeing me, hate seeing them all effortlessly interacting with each other, finding interest in each other, hate watching all the public displays of affection. I’m lonely, but the thought of initiating a conversation with anyone here besides you or Kay in order to fix that makes me feel sick. I grew so dependent on him that I don’t even know how to connect with anyone on my own anymore, and I’m so scared of being rejected, or worse, being accepted only to be betrayed again.”
The familiarity of the feeling behind her words struck a chord in you. “Hey, you made connections just fine before him, right? I’m living proof. It’s just gonna take time for you to figure out how again. You’ll get there. But for now, for this particular moment, what can I do to help? Do you want me to take you home?” Her brow creased as she considered your words, still a little too lost in her own mind to find her way forward. You could work with that. A smirk forming on your face, you pulled on her ankles, bringing her bent legs down in front of you, sliding your hands up and over her knees, creeping over her thighs toward the edge of her skirt. “Or do you want me to… take you home?”
She blushed furiously. “Y/N, stop, people are staring!” But despite her protest, she smiled, and soon enough, the two of you dissolved into a fit of giggles.
Unbeknownst to you, Ten had climbed out of the basement shortly after you, just missing you in the kitchen as you’d walked off to find Ningning, coming across his friends laughing it up at Karina’s childhood stories about Jaehyun instead.
“No fucking way—” Haechan’s piercing voice filled up the whole space, holding its own against the soundwaves pouring in from the amps in the dining room.
“I’m serious, Hyuck! Just before the song with his big solo in it, I turned to Yuno and told him a joke that made him laugh so hard he peed himself and ran off stage crying.” The other three boys, amused at their friend’s past misfortune, clapped their hands like well-rehearsed seals as Jaehyun scrubbed his hand over his face, his ears gone scarlet with embarrassment. “Oh, but it gets even better. The following Monday, when we were watching the tape from the choir concert in our music class, he got so flustered during the part of the video where he had his accident that he ended up peeing himself again.”
Ten joined Mark where he sat on the counter, adjacent to the counter housing the sink which Johnny, Jaehyun, and Haechan were currently leaning against. Karina was standing in the center of the kitchenette facing all of them as she recalled Jaehyun’s tragic tale.
“I’m honestly amazed he didn’t give up on singing altogether,” she concluded.
Clearing his throat, Jaehyun shot playful daggers at his childhood friend. “Why don’t we change the subject to something less mortifying for me?”
Mark jumped in, tapping Ten’s shoulder as his feet swung where they hung off the edge of the counter, “Like where you’ve been for the past half hour!”
“Yeah, I can’t believe you ditched us, dude.” Haechan was pouting at Ten, but Ten had grown impervious to the younger man’s methods, simply rolling his eyes in response.
Shrugging, he said, “I just needed some personal space, so I went down to the basement for a bit. That’s all.”
“Ah, then you must’ve bumped into Y/N again!” Karina turned her teasing on Ten now, referencing his run-in with you when the group of men had first arrived.
But Ten just smiled softly at the mention of you. “Actually, I did bump into her. We had a nice little chat. Where’d she run off to?”
“She went looking for a friend of ours.” Karina whipped her head around, looking from room to room. She had a fairly good vantage point from the middle of the kitchen, able to act as a responsible host and keep an eye out for any funny business. Soon enough, she spotted you where you’d discovered Ningning. “There she is!” She pointed you out to Ten, but the others tracked the gesture as well and happened to look at you just as you were getting handsy with the heartbroken girl in front of you.
Haechan, ever incapable of thinking before he speaks, especially when he’s been drinking, rubbed his eyes dramatically and blurted, “Whoa, what is happening there? Am I drunker than I realize or are they about to go at it?”
Johnny smacked the back of his younger friend’s head before turning to their host. “Sorry, we can’t take him anywhere—”
“Hey,” Haechan complained, “don’t act like you weren’t thinking the exact same thing, man.”
“Yes, but only you were dumb enough to actually say it, Hyuck.” Mark sighed, hanging his head in his hands.
Karina chuckled at the exchange. “Guys, it’s fine, really. But it’s nothing. They’re just friends. Ningning, the one in the armchair? She went through a cataclysmically bad break-up recently, and Y/N is simply trying to make her feel better.”
“Make her feel better by fucking her?”
“Bro—”
“No, Hyuck,” Karina broke in, impressively patient, “not by fucking her. Y/N does like girls—and boys, for that matter—but she’s not actually interested in sleeping with Ning. She’s just reminding her what it’s like to be seen as sexy by someone besides her ex. Y/N has this talent for making someone feel like they’re the only other person that exists, you know? Like she can see inside your mind, see all your worries and woes, and draw them from you like venom from a snake bite just by saying the right words, by smiling in a certain way. Believe me, she’s worked her magic on me more times than I can count, and it’s… something.”
As she said this, Haechan, Mark, Jaehyun, and Johnny watched you with renewed interest while you got up off the floor, encouraging Ningning to make room for you on the seat of the armchair with her. She did so gladly, and you rewarded her by wrapping her in your arms, allowing her to lean on your shoulder, your hand reaching up to run your fingers through her hair. The small audience you’d unknowingly gained the attention of couldn’t tell what you were saying, but they could see you start speaking to her, could tell that, whatever spell you were casting, it was slowly bringing her out of the despair which had possessed her up to this point of the evening. A smile found its way to her face and, in turn, to all of theirs.
Meanwhile, Ten’s blood was boiling. Karina had just explained that you and Ningning were only friends, nothing more, and he understood that, yet his blood was boiling at the sight of you touching her so intimately, so thoughtfully. He wasn’t an idiot. He knew it was because he wished it were him being graced by your touch. He knew it was because he wanted you. But he’d never felt this way before, not over anyone, let alone a stranger he’d met mere hours prior. What was going on with him?
He tried isolating his desire, distinguishing it from his envy. He tried to focus on it as he watched you. He was used to the feeling of wanting someone. He’d wanted plenty of people, and had succeeded in having most of them, too. But it was never like this. The last time he remembered wanting something this badly was when he decided to become a dancer.
Yet, at the same time, he felt so completely unworthy of you, which was also foreign to him. It made his head spin, a strange concoction of confusion, rage, and longing churning in his heart.
Maybe he’d had too much to drink. Maybe he just needed to fuck. Either way, he needed to do something about whatever he was experiencing, or he was going to lose his mind.
In the living room, you continued to comfort Ningning. “You are super hot, though, Ning. I hope you know that. You could have anyone here if you wanted to.”
She gave you an incredulous look. “Okay, that statement is already ludicrous, but when you consider the fact that five of the most famous dudes in the entire world just happen to be at this party, it’s even worse, you lying liar.”
Your brain short-circuited. “Wait, what? What are you talking about, Ning?”
Her jaw dropped. “Are you kidding? Y/N, do you seriously not know who any of those guys are?” Sweeping her hand through the air, she gestured toward the five men currently keeping your best friend company in the kitchen, the incredulity in her eyes now doubled.
You shook your head calmly, but your heart rate was starting to pick up with the direction this conversation was taking. “Who are they?”
“They’re from NCT!” she practically shrieked. When you offered no reaction, she groaned in frustration. “Y/N, they’re a k-pop group. A really well known one at that. You honestly had no idea?”
You’d never really been much into k-pop aside from the couple of songs that had managed to make it onto mainstream radio (although you did like them), so no, you truly hadn’t had any idea that the childhood friend your housemate had invited, as well as his friends who’d tagged along, were “famous.”
It made sense to you now why Karina had signified to all the people she’d invited that this party was meant to be completely offline, even going so far as to make guests surrender their cellphones to her custody when they entered your home. She’d claimed it was because you all needed to stop investing so much in your online identities and learn to live in the moment, to actually enjoy all your experiences first hand instead of focusing on how they might be perceived by others. No one had questioned it because Karina was notorious for throwing great parties, and they didn’t want to miss out.
You really wished you’d been paying more attention when people had initially begun to arrive, though, because you were sure they must have been ready to strangle Karina for preventing them from being able to document this particular experience and share it on social media.
But now, as you glanced up and locked eyes with Ten, your handsome stranger, you suddenly felt deeply embarrassed at your behavior. You couldn’t believe how you’d spoken to him, knowing the kind of people he probably had to deal with all the time. He must’ve thought you were an idiot, and hey, you couldn’t quite find it in yourself to blame him if that were the case.
Clearing your throat awkwardly, you turned your attention back to Ningning. “Okay, so, I need to go over there and apologize to one of them because I’m a fucking dumbass.” Her face twisted with shock at your admission. What could Y/N, of all people, have possibly done to upset one of them? “Are you gonna be all right if I leave you alone for a bit?”
“Oh no,” Ningning answered, “there’s no way I’m missing this. I’m coming with you.”
You gawked at her, affronted. Who knew all it took to break her out of her shell and distract her from her own misery was your public humiliation? She laughed–somewhat maniacally–and stood, taking you by the hand and dragging you toward the kitchen as you groaned in defeat. You tripped over your feet clumsily, your friend practically having thrown you into the proverbial lion’s den, all five men’s eyes on you immediately. “Uhhh, h-hi,” you stuttered, awkwardly waving at the spectators of your mortifying display.
One of them, the biggest and arguably most intimidating of the bunch, showed you mercy, reaching a hand out to steady you. “Hi, Y/N!” He must have registered your surprise at his having known your name because he quickly added, “Sorry, didn’t mean to spook you, your roomie was just telling us all about you right before you came over here.”
You shot subtle daggers at said roommate. “Was she now?” She just smiled smugly at you, clearly happy with herself. Shaking it off and resolving that your best friend could be properly dealt with later, you righted yourself and sought out the person you’d actually been intending to speak with. He was already looking at you when you locked in on him, his gaze intense as ever, hot enough to brand you. Was he doing it on purpose or did it come naturally? You had to figure it was the latter since the former would imply he had some sort of intentions where you were concerned, a concept you weren’t foolish enough to entertain for even a moment.
“Hey you,” he greeted, beating you to the punch. “Change your mind about the tequila?”
His callback to your earlier conversation made you smile, an embarrassingly shy laugh bubbling out of you and into the open air, the sound buzzing inside Ten’s brain, the most pleasant warmth spreading throughout his chest in response. “Not a chance,” you replied cheekily.
“Shame,” he countered, smirking at you brazenly.
Everyone else was glancing between the two of you with varying levels of intrigue, Johnny wearing a knowing look, Karina and Ningning communicating with each other telepathically, and the other three men stuck on how cute you looked when you blushed. Neither you nor Ten detected any of this, too swept up in your third direct interaction of the evening, too engrossed by the genesis occurring inside you.
The moment was finally broken when a male voice cut through the silence, belonging to another of Ten’s friends, “So are you gonna introduce us or what, dude?”
Ten glared at him but sighed in resignation, not willing to endure one of the younger man’s world famous tantrums right now. His voice deliberately monotone, he gestured lackadaisically and said, “Y/N, this is Haechan.” Haechan, you repeated internally, memorizing the information. He was obviously the youngest based on the way the others regarded him. The boy offered you a blinding smile, waving his hand emphatically. Ten snorted, adding, “Don’t worry, he grows on you.”
“Hey,” Haechan huffed, crossing his arms indignantly. It was absolutely adorable.
Ignoring him, Ten quickly moved on. “And this is Jaehyun. I’m sure Karina mentioned him to you.”
You grinned at Jaehyun, excited to have some advanced knowledge. “Is it okay if I call you Yuno like Kay does?”
He returned your grin and chuckled, the sound deep and rich, filled with bass. He both appeared and sounded like a prince from a storybook, and you would probably be more susceptible to his charms if you weren’t already so taken by Ten. “Sure, angel. You can call me whatever you feel like.”
Ten had never really felt like murdering Jaehyun before, usually reserving those kinds of urges for the likes of Haechan, but it took everything in him not to snap at that moment. He seriously needed to get his emotions or whatever the hell was happening with him in check.
“Wait, wait, then I want her to call me Hyuck instead of Haechan!” the adorable boy whined, his big brown eyes imploring you.
Before any of the other men had a chance to chastise him, you responded, “I can do that! It’s nice to meet you, Hyuck.”
The tallest one rolled his eyes and groaned. “Please, don’t encourage him. We’ll never hear the end of it.” You found it amusing how much they all behaved like brothers. It was clear they must have known each other for quite a long time, probably about as long as you and Karina had known each other if their heated yet ultimately playful exchanges were anything to go by. “I’m Johnny, by the way.”
“And last but not least,” Ten interjected, “this is Mark.” He reached out and pinched the other man’s cheek, cooing at him lovingly.
Mark shoved Ten’s hand away. “Come on, man, not in front of the pretty girls!” His friends all just laughed at his distress, and he shook his head, exasperated. Cheeks flushed, he reached a polite hand out to shake yours. “It’s an honor to meet you, Y/N. And who’s your friend?”
Ningning squeaked from where she stood a few feet behind you, having assumed the handsome men would simply look right through her. Her reaction brought you to the decision that Mark was definitely your favorite of Ten’s friends so far. You smiled and pulled Ningning closer to you, wrapping your arm around her shoulders to bolster her. “This is Ningning!” She gave them a small wave but avoided eye contact like her life depended on it, looking absolutely anywhere in the kitchen other than at any of the men currently observing her.
“Not to throw Karina under the bus or anything, but when she pointed Y/N out to us, she also explained that Y/N was trying to cheer you up. She said you went through a pretty rough break-up recently,” Mark admitted, his voice tender. Ningning gasped quietly, meeting his sincere gaze. “I was really sorry to hear that.”
Johnny nodded solemnly. “So was I.”
“We all were,” Jaehyun assured her.
“I don’t know what happened, what the guy said or did, and I’m sure Y/N and Karina have told you this more than enough, but it will get better,” Haechan began, his wilier side giving way to something more genuine, something that told you there was more to him than most people probably gave him credit for. “Everything might feel shitty now, but there will come a time when the way you’re feeling now is nothing but a memory. You won’t be able to believe you ever wasted so much energy on that loser. You’ll smile more easily and laugh more freely. And it’ll be sooner than you think. I promise.” You were stunned to hear those words come from the youngest. You hoped he was just wise beyond his years and not speaking from personal experience, the thought of someone having broken the boy’s heart absolutely unacceptable to you.
Their kindness had managed to break the ice, thawing Ningning’s nerves. You heard her sniffle from where she stood still pressed against your side. “Thank you,” she said quietly, silence falling over your small company.
“Hey, why don’t we play a game,” Johnny suggested, attempting to lighten the mood. “20 questions?” The rest of you either nodded or hummed your assent, more than ready to reignite the party. “Mark, why don’t you go first?”
The starry eyed boy’s mouth fell open in shock as he sputtered, “Uh, o-okay, I… I’m thinking of a person—”
“Justin Bieber.” Haechan cut him off, an impressively smug look on his face.
“Aw, come on!” Mark whined, hopping off the counter in a huff.
The boys began to bicker, Johnny attempting to mediate while Jaehyun, Karina, and Ningning looked on and laughed. You were endeared by the display, taking Mark’s now empty place on the counter and observing fondly as Johnny eventually managed to calm things back down and get Mark to pick a new subject for the others to guess, one that wasn’t quite so obvious. But just as he was about to begin, Ten pulled your attention away from the others, bumping his shoulder gently against yours and nodding toward Ningning.
“Is she doing okay?” he asked, his voice soft, eyes glimmering with genuine concern.
You sighed wearily, offering him a small yet reassuring smile as you gazed at your friend, watching her have real fun for the first time in weeks. “She’s… getting there. I’d say she’s about as okay as anyone can expect her to be at this point, you know? She thought she’d found her person. She had this whole vision of their future together, the life they would make, and that’s gone now. She’s mourning that, learning to live with the nostalgia for what might have been. It’s a haunting feeling.”
Ten’s eyebrows furrowed, the concern in his eyes magnifying. “You sound like you have some experience.”
“Unfortunately.” Your gaze fell to your hands, now nervously fidgeting with a loose thread on the side seam of your jeans.
“So you believed you’d found the one?”
You laughed, but there was no humor in it. “I did.” You wondered if Ten could see it, could see just how foolish and ashamed you felt at the thought of the person you once believed to be your perfect match.
“And what about now? Do you still believe you could? Do you still believe in soulmates?”
Your breath stopped, your racing thoughts skidding to an almost violent halt. You hadn’t been prepared for that question. You were so used to people asking you what happened, so used to recounting your own misery just to be met with empty platitudes or pity. This was the first time anyone had asked you anything like this, had been more interested in the state of your mind than they were in the gory details of what had devastated it.
You stopped fidgeting and looked up at Ten, whose eyes were still trained on you, shining with a sensitivity you didn’t think most people were even capable of.
For the first time, you considered it. You considered the condition of your faith in love after the trials you had faced. And once you did, you began to speak out loud thoughts that you were only just now conceiving. “I don’t know if I’d say I believe in soulmates. At least, not in the traditional sense. But I do believe that, at some point in each of our lives, we will meet the person, out of everyone we’re destined to encounter, who is best suited for us as a partner, as a lover. And it’s up to us to see it. A lot of people probably miss out on their greatest chance at true love because they’re too afraid of getting it wrong and ending up with a broken heart. It’s hard not to be afraid, though, especially when you actually have gotten it wrong before.”
Ten nodded perceptively. “So you’re afraid?”
“I mean, yeah, of course I am,” you admitted. “There’s a lot of people in the world, many of them incredibly magnetic and beautiful. How are you supposed to know which one is the one for you?”
He looked down at the counter where your hands had subconsciously moved closer to one another, your pinkies nearly touching, and smiled to himself. “You’ll know.”
Your eyes closed as you let his words soak through you. He sounded so sincere that it actually made you wonder if he could be right, if maybe there was still hope for you. You wanted to thank him, but weren’t sure how, which suddenly reminded you of why you’d walked over here with Ningning in the first place. Clearing your throat, you met his eyes and said, “I wanted to apologize to you.”
“For what?” he asked, confused.
“For how I spoke to you earlier. I… I didn’t know who you were. Ningning explained it to me, and I just… I didn’t want you to think I was some sort of crazed fan following you around.” You chewed your lip, once again too distracted by your own nerves to notice Ten tracking the movement with his eyes, practically hypnotized.
“You didn’t know who I was? At all?” he probed. You shook your head, and he gave you his brightest smile yet, butterflies stirring inside you at the sight. “So, this whole time, you’ve just been interacting with me as Ten, normal dude at a college party?”
“Yeah, that’s the long and short of it, I suppose,” you answered.
Ten gave you an incredulous look. “Why would you ever apologize for treating me like a normal person?”
You shrugged awkwardly, unsure of how to handle yourself in Ten’s presence for about the millionth time that evening. “I don’t know. I just felt like I could have offended you in some way, and I never wanted that.”
He chuckled again, a sound you were beginning to grow quite fond of, and leaned closer to you, his breath tickling the skin of your neck. “What did you want then?”
You nearly choked, a blush blazing up your neck and across your cheeks. “I-I don’t know—“
“You say that a lot.”
You narrowed your eyes. “Well, there’s a lot I don’t know.”
“I find that hard to believe,” he said plainly, still smiling, driving you crazy.
Just as you were about to give him a piece of your mind, Haechan’s voice cut through and broke the illusion that you and Ten were alone rather than surrounded by a house full of people. “Y/N, it’s your turn.”
You’d forgotten about the game of 20 questions entirely. And as you were dragged back to reality, all at once, your mind began trying to process all that occurred in the last ten minutes.
It terrified you how easy it had felt to talk to Ten, how thoughtful and kind he seemed, how clever he was. The last time you’d felt even a fraction of the attraction you were feeling now, you’d ended up like Ningning. What should make you feel warm and fuzzy now filled you with a sense of dread, a wave of nausea passing over you. You’d been telling Ten the truth when you said you were afraid, now more than ever.
Stepping down from your perch on the counter, you avoided eye contact with the man who seemed too good to be true as you addressed the small group, “Um, I actually think I might call it a night and turn in. I’m… I’m feeling pretty tired all of the sudden and kind of sick to my stomach, so I think I should get some rest.”
Karina immediately knew that something was off but also knew better than to question you. “Here, let me get you some water before you go.” She rushed to the cabinet, grabbing a glass and then moving to the sink, brushing Jaehyun aside so she could reach the faucet.
You accepted the glass from her and offered a quiet thank you before taking a quick sip, the cool liquid running down your throat already beginning to soothe you. You could feel the eyes of all the men standing in the kitchen with you. “It was nice to meet all of you. Please, enjoy the rest of your night and get home safe, okay?”
“We will, Y/N. I hope you feel better,” Mark replied, giving you the most intense puppy dog eyes you’d ever seen.
“We all do,” Johnny interjected, Jaehyun and Haechan nodding in solidarity. “And it was nice to meet you, too.”
You smiled shyly at each of them, then moved toward Ningning, wrapping her in a tight hug. “Have a good night, Ning. Text me when you get home, okay?” You pulled back and wagged your finger at her dramatically, making her giggle.
“Okay, mom,” she retorted, rolling her eyes. You scoffed and placed a smacking kiss on her cheek before turning back to the others and waving goodbye.
You had barely begun to walk out of the kitchen when Ten’s voice made you freeze in place, much like it had in the basement earlier that evening. “Sleep well, Y/N.” You turned to face him again and gathered the strength to meet his gaze. You were worried you’d find annoyance, disappointment, maybe even anger in his eyes, but they were still as soft as before, oh so soft. It confounded you completely.
Clutching the glass of water in your hand for dear life, you heaved a sigh. “Good night, Ten.” And then you tucked tail and ran, bobbing and weaving through the throngs of people in the living room to get to the stairs that led up to your bedroom in record time. You closed the door, setting your water on the nightstand next to your bed, and flung yourself onto your duvet.
Downstairs, still in the kitchen, Haechan gave Ten a pointed look and said, “Well, you fumbled that.”
The other three men groaned in unison, “Shut up, Hyuck.”
The party didn’t last too much longer after that, and you were still awake by the time everyone had left, totally restless, your mind unable to quiet itself enough to let you rest. It only got worse when you heard Karina coming up the stairs to go to bed for the night. She wasn’t alone, and with a heavy heart, you realized that you recognized the other voice as they made their way to her room. It was Ten.
You convinced yourself that it didn’t matter, that you didn’t care, but your hands were shaking as you grabbed your airpods from your nightstand and placed them in your ears to not only drown out the sound of their laughter but also your own treacherous thoughts. Eventually, you finally fell asleep.
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A/N: And that's the first part, folks! I have several parts written, so you can expect the second part sooner rather than later. I hope you liked it! Let me know what you think of it so far :)
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The Lemon Week
The weather is getting warmer, spring is upon us and people are getting thirstier.
Starting April 1st:
I welcome thee to my lemon week (day version), hoping to quench your thirst with a short drabble each day for a whole week!
Starting July 1st:
I will present my lemon week (night version), hoping to overcome the heat of the summer with a short drabble each day for a whole week!
If you're still feeling thirsty, there are more author's that joined this week: @sanjoongie @mingsolo @daddyfordaeddy
While this idea started in the @pirateeznet I just had to sneak in some other idols from different groups as well.
See more infos under the cut! MDNI! 18+ only!
DAY VERSION:
Moanday: Hongjoong (Ateez) x GN!Reader
Being holed up in his studio and stuck on a song, the audio message Hongjoong received seemed like a light at the end of the tunnel.
Tongueday: Seonghwa (Ateez) x Fem!Reader x Yeosang (Ateez)
Double the roommates meant double the pleasure. At least when Yeosang caught you half naked in the hallway and Seonghwa decided to join.
Wetday: Wooyoung (Ateez) x Fem!Reader
Wooyoung loved nothing more than to get you wet and all needy for him. Especially during a dinner with friends and family.
Thirstday: Johnny (NCT) x Fem!Reader
Johnny gets quite thirsty after receiving some special photos from you.
Freakday: San (Ateez) x Fem!Reader
While both of you enjoyed your love life, you two decided to spice it up a little with some new experiences.
Sexday: Joshua (Seventeen) x Fem!Reader
Joshua knows exactly how to please you.
Suckday: Yunho (Ateez) x GN!Reader
Yunho rarely let you give him head due to your size differences but when you’re able to convince him, it’s the best time of the day.
NIGHT VERSION:
Moanday: Oni!Jongho (Ateez) x ?!Human!Reader
Tongueday: Werewolf!Mingyu (Seventeen) x Fem!Human!Reader
Wetday: Salamander!Wonwoo (Seventeen) x Fem!Human!Reader
Thirstday: Undine!Wooyoung (Ateez) x ?!Human!Reader
Freakday: Centaur!San (Ateez) x Fem!Naga!Reader
Sexday: Golem!Hendery (WayV/NCT) x Fem!Witch!Reader
Suckday: King!Human!Mingi (Ateez) x Fem!Kitsune!Reader
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Taglist: @xavi-in-kpopland
#pirateeznet#cultofdionysusnet#kwritersworldnet#kdiarynet#wkcnet#kvanity#ateez#nct#seventeen#svt#kim hongjoong#park seonghwa#kang yeosang#jung wooyoung#johnny suh#choi san#joshua hong#jung yunho#lemon week
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° ᡣ𐭩 . ° . wayv as not-so-common romance tropes - xiaojun . ° . ᡣ𐭩 °
description: you get to choreograph and teach the routine to wayv's new song, and good god, you look hot in those sweatpants
pairing: idol!xiaojun x gn!choreographer!reader
cw: reader has long hair and a crop top, a few curse words, xiaojun being an extreme case of a loser
word count: 1,677
author's note: the first chapter of this series is out, yay! it was the first one i wrote and to be honest it was the reason this turned into series, originally the stories were supposed to be in a form of bulletpoints but i got a little carried away with dejun here... what can i say i love me a loser man 😔✊
you first met xiaojun after your demo choreography got chosen for wayv's new title track.
as a mentee of one of sm's most recognised choreographers, over the years you naturally picked up his dance style that the agency had favored so much, and after working as a dancer for a few years, you finally got to make your first original choreography - for red velvet's song.
with the instant recognition from the fans that your work got you, tiktok challenges with the choreography going viral and praise for both the group and you flooding the comment section under the dance practice video, the company began to hire you more often. that had eventually lead you to where you were then - having already worked with most of their artists at least once, it was time for your first collaboration with nct. wayv, to be exact.
when meeting the members for the first time, you were more nervous than usual. you couldn't put you finger on what exactly was the reason - was it their visuals that almost made you choke on your words from seeing them up close, or the group's, and you mean it in the nicest way possible, overwhelming personalities? maybe it was the combination of both, who knows.
but as the first practice went on, you quickly found yourself getting more comfortable with them, the uneasiness dissolving with each joke and silly remark from their side. on top of that, they seemed to have a lot of respect for you and your skills, letting you know they loved the choreography every chance they got and in the result giving you a good boost of confidence.
that is, except xiaojun. xiaojun was not feeling any more relaxed - if anything, he was getting more tense.
why? the answer was simple, although it took a good amount of courage for him to even say it in his head. the thought alone was making him very uncomfortable, feeling like he's going through puberty once again and not fully understanding the signals his body was sending.
you were, to put it simply, fucking hot.
and if that alone wasn't humiliating enough, dejun kept making a fool of himself because of how nervous you made him. normally, he was pretty confident with his dancing skills, but with you standing in front of him, your eyes carefully following his every move, arms crossed, hair, slightly disheveled from dancing, falling on your shoulders, your gray sweatpants, god, those gray sweatpants...
obviously, you noticed his uneasy state, it was hard not to. though since you didn't know him outside practices, you just assumed he was the shy type and hopefully would warm up to you with time. his members, on the other side, knowing their friend probably better than he knew himself, caught on to what's going on almost instantly. and no words had to be exchanged to form a silent agreement to make it even worse for him.
it's safe to say that the next week was nothing short of a living hell. every morning xiaojun had to hype himself up to even show up for the dance practices because of how straight up stupid he felt there. he had trouble memorising the choreography, because every time he tried to follow your moves, instead his eyes would move on their own to follow the hem of your cropped shirt, then the line of your waist all the way down to the waistband of those goddamn sweatpants. on top of that, he became so hyperaware of his own actions he started to question if he'd always been like this, or if your presence just turned him into a completely different person.
and because the only thing he would get out of your lessons was was what you wore on that day, every night he had to stay another few hours after everyone left to actually practice the choreography with the guide video you sent them in the beginning (he was thanking the universe that you weren't in that video, or else it might have gone very badly for him).
after he was done with that, all he could do was pray that his members were asleep by the time he returned to the dorm so he could wash the day away and hide in his room to push his face into the pillow - which, most of the time, was not the case. so the second he stepped through the door he was bombarded with unnecessary questions that they all obviously knew the answers to, but still posed them to him just for the sake of it ("what took you so long, you two made out in there or something?", "fuck off, guanheng."). those were then followed by teasing remarks, kissing noises, and occasionally some actually helpful, although unasked for, advice from kun or sicheng who got a sudden surge of conscience.
that's how xiaojun spent six out of seven days of your work together. six very long, draining days.
after finishing your last practice session together, all seven of you sat down on the floor, talking about everything and anything. drinking the last sips of your watered down iced americanos, getting to know each other, and joking around. you were enjoying your well deserved break, when at some point xiaojun stood up, very abruptly - you assumed he also realised it was a bit too sudden from the way he took a second to recompose himself, looking around sheepishly - and made a beeline towards the door, mumbling something about going to the bathroom.
before the door could even close behind him, ten jumped to his feet even faster than dejun had and bolted out of the room, following his friend right behind. puzzled, you watched the door slowly close behind them, but the remaining four members didn't seem fazed at all - they seemed to understand the situation much better than you, sharing glances and not-so-discreet smiles between each other.
at that point you were starting to feel a little worried - have you done anything to make him so uncomfortable around you? it's been quite a while since your first meeting and all the members had loosened up, but not xiaojun. thinking back, you can't even recall one time he looked you in the eyes, and it made you feel terrible.
using that the reason for your concerns had left, you decided to ask about dejun'a behavior, hoping that his friends would ease your worries and confirm that it was just his way of being and not you unintentioanlly being an asshole. after hearing your question yangyang only smiled wider, eyeing the three of his members with an expression full of something you couldn't really read,
"just wait."
well, that did not ease your worry at all. but before you could dwell and ask for more explanation the door opened again, and the two who left earlier returned. instead of going back to their previous spots though, they remained right by the entrance, their faces showing emotions so different they looked almost comical next to each other.
on one side stood ten, both hands resting on his hips, his smile nearly reaching his ears and eyes beaming with... excitement? maybe pride? meanwhile to his left was xiaojun, with arms crossed on his chest and head tilted down almost at a ninety degree angle, only small parts of his unbelievably reddened cheeks visible from between his dark hair strands. you almost thought he looked adorable like this, but you mentally slapped yourself just before that idea could be finished. not the right time, y/n.
"i guess it's time for us." kun spoke up, turning to you with a bright smile - what the hell were they all so jolly about? with that, the five of them said their goodbye's and thank you's, each giving you a warm hug before leaving out of the same door the two had been standing by moment earlier. before you could even muster up a proper reply, you and dejun were left alone in the empty practice room, the tension between you making the air so thick it was starting to get hard to breathe.
after the loud slam of the exit you turned your attention back to xiaojun, who seemed to had taken that moment of the spotlight not being on him for once to compose himself a bit, and was now standing straight, the color on his now fully visible face slightly closer to his original skin tone. your eyes locked for a brief moment, but he quickly averted his gaze back to the floor.
although still not fully in understanding of the situation you found yourself in, you were honestly starting to get a bit annoyed. you didn't want to leave any unresolved problems behind, knowing it would be hard for both of you if you were to work together again, so you took the initiative,
"dejun, what is all of this about? do you have something to tell me?"
the said man tensed up even more at the sound of his own name, closing his eyes tightly in a desperate attempt to get somewhat of a grip of himself. after taking a deep breath, and then another one, he opened his eyes again, and for a moment he swore the world started spinning at the sight of you. despite that he knew it was his only chance to let out what had been weighing on him, so he mustered up all the confidence he had left for that day to take a few bold steps forward until you were just an arm length away. it took probably all the confidence he had stored for that comeback to then raise his head and meet your eyes and, for the first time, don't look away.
"fuck it," he thought, knowing that it was extremely unlikely he would gather the courage to get to that point again, especially with your involvement in preparations for that comeback being done.
he took another, very shaky, deep breath,
"would you, uh, like to got out, maybe, sometime?"
©xdjville
#nct imagines#nct reactions#wayv imagines#wayv reactions#nct fic#wayv fic#xiaojun reactions#xiaojun imagines#xiaojun scenarios#xiaojun fic#xiaojun fanfic#nct fanfic#wayv fanfic
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NCT AS TYPES OF PEOPLE
I found a thread of NCT as types of people on twitter YEARS ago and have since lost it BUT (with permission from that original twitter user) I started writing a few of them so here ya go! (Posting bc I need space in my google drive lmaoo)
Fluff!! Camp counselor!Haechan X Camp counselor!reader; ft. NCT Mark, WayV Kun, BLACKPINK Jennie, BLACKPINK Rose
CW: None! The most they do is kissing.
Hyuck: The boy you met at a summer camp who becomes your summer love
You all gathered in a circle on the grass field a little ways away from the cabins, per your boss’ request. Making sure all of your troop were situated and awaiting further instructions, you allowed your eyes to wander around the circle. Some faces were familiar to you, while others weren’t.
“Alright!” Kun, the camp leader, and your boss clapped his hands to get everyone’s attention. “Let’s start with a fun ice breaker so we can get to know everyone, does that sound fun?” All the little ones cheered at his statement, and you felt a smile grow on your face as you watched him go through the routine you’ve watched him go through many times before. You loved working with Kun, he had a knack for working with kids. He had the patience of a saint and always had such a positive attitude.
“Okay, since this is a big group, how about we let your troop leaders introduce themselves first! These are the people that will be making sure you’re all having fun during the next three weeks, so make sure to treat them well!” Kun motioned for all of you to get up, and you took that moment to see who you had worked within the previous summers.
You smiled as you locked eyes with Jennie, you two had met a couple of summers ago and you found out that despite her shy personality, she was one of the most bubbly people you met while working here. Her friend Rosie was here too, standing a little to your left, surrounded by the group of kids that she would be watching over during camp. You noticed quite a few of the little boys had taken a liking to her already.
There were two new faces, however, one of whom you had only worked with last summer and the other who you assumed was spending his first summer here. “Mark,” Kun spoke up, and you followed his gaze back to the boy who had been here last summer, “why don’t you start us off!”
He cleared his throat and nodded at Kun. “Hi, I’m Mark! And I, um, I started last summer, some of you already came up and said you recognized me so that’s pretty cool. Uh...yeah! I hope we have a blast this summer!” Mark introduced himself, it was a bit awkward but that’s what made him cuter.
“Hi! I’m Donghyuck! I joined this summer because Mark said he had so much fun with all of you last time, and I wanted to have fun with you guys too!” He smiled brightly at the kids and waved. He was kind of cute, you had to admit. After both of them, you introduced yourself, and Jennie and Rosie went after you.
“I saw the way you were looking at him,” Jennie wasted no time in coming up to bust you, giggling as you looked at her in mild shock. “Don’t worry, I don’t think anyone else noticed. Except maybe Rose, we talked about it before coming here.” Rosie waved at you with a giggle, nodding to confirm that she had indeed caught onto your little crush. Before you could reply, Kun came over to the three of you, clapping a hand on your shoulder.
“Hey, did you want me to set you two up?” He asked quietly with a laugh. You groaned, realizing that almost everyone had caught you gawking at the new kid.
As the week went on, your three friends kept pushing you and Hyuck together, trying to get you to talk. However, he seemed pretty quiet and you were way too flustered to have a proper conversation. You both exchanged a few words despite this and quickly became friendly with one another.
“Hey y/n, come sit with us!” Mark called over to you. Of course, by now Mark was in on ‘operation get y/n and Hyuck to fall in love’. You walked over to the bench they were sitting at, having a casual conversation before Mark went to go check on one of his troop kids who you all suspected was either about to cry or hit someone.
“So, you know, Mark isn’t the best person at keeping secrets,” Hyuck broke the silence, his eyes never leaving his kids. “I know you think I’m cute.”
You stuttered, not knowing how to respond. Here you all were, thinking you were being subtle but that wasn’t the case. “Don’t worry,” he glanced over at you, giggling at the look on your face. “I think you’re pretty cute too.”
“Oh,” was all you could say. This caused Hyuck to laugh even louder. He grabbed your hand, convincing Mark to keep an eye on his troop and Jennie to watch over yours.
“So, you think I’m cute?” You plucked up any courage you had, sending him a cheeky smile as you saw his cheeks turn the slightest bit pink. He whined about you teasing him, causing you to burst into laughter at how cute he was. Then, all laughing stopped.
He kissed you.
After that, you two were inseparable. He had called you quite a few nights in a row so that the two of you could talk, but it was mostly Mark complaining that it was gross to listen to his friend be so cute with someone, while Jennie and Rosie gushed over the both of you every minute of the calls. You two would sit together every chance you got, share stolen kisses and knowing glances, even your troops had figured it out.
However, to you, it felt that the summer had gone by quicker than it had started. You found out that Hyuck was roommates with Mark a few cities away from you. Every time you had voiced your concerns, Hyuck tried to convince you that the two of you could work despite the distance. "I could come and visit you, or you could come and stay with Mark and me when you have breaks! I swear, we can make this work. I swear," he never failed to send you his best puppy dog eyes, and on the last day, you caved.
"Okay, we'll try it out. Nothing serious though! Just...casual. I'll come to visit you and Mark when I can." He and Mark both high fived in pride at the accomplishment.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" Hyuck gave you a short but passionate kiss as you all said your goodbyes. "I'll be seeing you soon, okay? Call you when I get home!"
You waved him off, not knowing if this summer love would be something that continued into the coming seasons. You did know, however, that this was one summer you wouldn't be forgetting any time soon.
#nct scenarios#nct#nct imagines#nct dream#nct haechan#haechanxreader#haechan x yn#haechan fluff#nct fluff#nct dream fluff
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YUTASLAUGH'S 5K AND PARKGOWONIE'S 1K FOLLOWER CELEBRATION!
YAY i can't believe my main reached 5k+ followers and 1k on my sideblog (even though i've barely been active there). thank you everyone and bots <3 to celebrate, i'm taking gif requests for both my blogs ♡ my faves are nct 127, wayv, blackpink, red velvet, and the new loona groups/soloists but feel free to also request for other groups (e.g. svt, riize, sf9, twice) - i will try my best to do all requests!
requests can be made for:
single video (mv/stage/content video/etc.) of a member (include timestamp)
idol x hair colour/style
idol/era x fancam compilation
group x outfit compilatons
any other compilations/ideas
special shout out/thank you to some of my faves @stepmom @sunghanbin @awek-s @possession1981 @bethereforme @soonhoonsol @lloveorloved @leemarkies @hvangrenjvns @naptimed @jentlemahae @yunogf @renjunniez @jsuh @rainbowrenjun @jwooyoung (and many others but i can't remember what everyone changed their users to 😭)
#i really didnt think i would continue content creating (or even posting lol) for a while last year so ahhhh#i cant believe im actually still here#thank you everyone again <333#pls send through requests hehe they will keep me occupied and hopefully make me more motivated to continue giffing#LOVE YOU ALL#n e ways nobody is online at this hour but im gonna post and go to bed 😁😁
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𓆩★𓆪 ׅ 𔐬 GOTTA RUN TO THE TOP...
nct rush is a fictional sub-unit of the male group nct under sm entertainment. they were the newest nct unit to debut during nct 2018 until the debut of wayv. their official debut date is march 23, 2018 with the single 'seoul drift'.
𓆩★𓆪 ׅ 𔐬 NO STRESS I'M STAINLESS...
in 2016, member hyunni first debuted as a member with nct u in 'the 7th sense'. while many fans expected hyunni to debut in nct 127 with a few of the other members, he was not shown again until 2018.
𓆩★𓆪 ׅ 𔐬 PEDAL TO THE METAL, HOO...
in late 2017, sm entertainment announced a new unit to debut in 2018 with six new members to the group.
𓆩★𓆪 ׅ 𔐬 NO ONE CAN STOP ME MY TURN...
in 2018, member jinhwan debuted as a member with nct u in 'boss' before the debut of nct rush. A month later, nct rush debuted with the single 'seoul drift' from the studio album 'nct 2018 empathy'.
·.༄࿔ GROUP PROFILE . 𔐬
company ༄࿔ sm entertainment
debut date ༄࿔ march 23, 2018
debut song ༄࿔ seoul drift
members ༄࿔ jinhwan, eunwoo, hyunni, seokhwa, sea, ethan
greeting ༄࿔ 'to the world nct!'
fandom name ༄࿔ nctzen
fandom color ༄࿔ pearl neo champagne
·.༄࿔ MEMBERS . 𔐬
[ . . . left to right . . . ]
yoo jinhwan . . . leader, lead vocalist
chae eunwoo . . . main dancer, vocalist
song hyunsoo ( hyunni ) . . . lead dancer, rapper, sub vocalist
kim seokhwa . . . main vocalist, visual
sea chalerm ayutthaya ( sea ). . . center, vocalist, sub rapper
hyun hyunjae // ethan hyun ( ethan ) . . . main rapper, sub vocalist, maknae
·.༄࿔ SOCIAL MEDIA . 𔐬
instagram : @/nctrushofficial
youtube : nct rush official
twitter (x) : @/nctrushofficial
members' twitter (x) : @/nctrushhour
tiktok : @/nctrushtktk
fancafe : nct rush official
weverse : nct rush
#[𓆩★𓆪 ׅ 𔐬 TO THIS WORLD NCT] . . . Profile#[𓆩★𓆪 ׅ 𔐬 GOTTA RUN TO THE TOP] . . . NCT RUSH#[𓆩★𓆪 ׅ 𔐬 NCITY] . . . Jinhwan#[𓆩★𓆪 ׅ 𔐬 NCITY] . . . Eunwoo#[𓆩★𓆪 ׅ 𔐬 NCITY] . . . Hyunni#[𓆩★𓆪 ׅ 𔐬 NCITY] . . . Seokhwa#[𓆩★𓆪 ׅ 𔐬 NCITY] . . . Sea#[𓆩★𓆪 ׅ 𔐬 NCITY] . . . Ethan#nct addition#nct fictional unit#nct added member#kpop oc boy group#kpop oc group#oc boy group#oc group#oc idol#oc idol boy group#oc idol group#oc idol kpop group#oc kpop boy group#oc kpop boy idol
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discord kpop 1x1 rp search
heyooo! i’m yumi, age 23, they/them! i’m currently lf a few krp/kdrama partners, preferably within the age range of 19-23+! it’s safe to say that i’m open to any pairings such as mxm, fxf, poly, and trans/non-binary characters, oc x oc (faceclaims ok!) - i will say that i do have a preference for writing masculine characters and will often default to that unless discussed.
my writing style is always mirrored, so don’t be shy if you’d like to write with me in any way, shape, or form! my preference tends to lean towards novella and advanced lit (comfortably up to 500-1k or more) with present or past, third-person narratives. i have some writing examples i can send your way if you’d like to see them before committing to rp with me! i typically want to strive for quality over quantity.
˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ PLOTS : regarding plots that i enjoy tend to lean super heavily into the human condition (any variation or avenue of slice of life, modern aus), very lightly toeing into supernatural with succubuses/incubus or angel/devils, fallen angel concepts, and “darker” themes. some examples would be religious trauma/historical themes, substance abuse, violence, heavy angst, etc.
i also really enjoy media-based or established works of fictions like ao3, video games (the last of us, detroit become human, etc), films, and kdramas (strangers from hell, all of us are dead, the glory, bloodhounds, and more).
i’m totally interested in including nsfw into our rps aswell, though i tend to write my characters as versatile switches and would prefer if my partners were flexible and willing to collaborate to make it fun and comfortable for both of us. i will send a kink list to be as transparent as possible, or you can view that on my carrd alongside other in depth info here!
˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ MUSES & GROUPS : i’m open to a majority of groups including, but not limited to the ones listed below! regarding muses, i’m very open-minded and flexible and will include some examples of those i muse the most. the starred groups are the ones that i muse very heavily for currently:
☆ aespa : winter / karina / ningning
ateez : wooyoung / san / yunho
enhypen : jay / heeseung / jungwon / jake
☆ exo : jongin / sehun / chanyeol / baekhyun
le sserafim : sakura / chaewon
☆ nct (all subunits+wayv) : taeyong / yuta / jaehyun / jeno / mark / donghyuck / jaemin / xiaojun / kun / yangyang
oneus : seoho / keonhee / xion
☆ onlyoneof : nine / love / mill / rie
p1harmony : theo / intak
☆ seventeen : jeonghan / jun / seungkwan / vernon / joshua / minghao
☆ stray kids : minho / hyunjin / han / bangchan / jeongin
tempest : hanbin / taerae / hyeongseop / hwarang
☆ the boyz : sunwoo / hyunjae / juyeon / jacob / eric
☆ txt : soobin / beomgyu / taehyun treasure : asahi / jihoon / hyunsuk
☆ xg : jurin / chisa
☆ zb1 : jiwoong / hanbin / matthew / taerae
solo artists : woodz, dpr ian, jackson wang, and more . .
(these aren’t including my ships, but you might be able to get hints from who i bolded - don’t be afraid to ask for clarification though, i’ll definitely mention them once we connect).
please prioritise discussing triggers and preferences within the RP. they will always be stated by me during plotting as well. my triggers are only detailed self-harm/gore that goes alongside it. i’ll let you know if I’m uncomfortable at any point otherwise.
˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ MISC. NOTES : the most important part of this i would like to make sure is noted is that writing won’t always be a priority for me as i have other hobbies and responsibilities that tend to take up a lot of my free time too. i work two jobs while also taking classes from my university and gaming. i’d appreciate and prefer partners that don’t mind gaps of time between responses and won’t spam or pressure me to be quicker. i’ve had some bad luck with rp partners that don’t understand that and overstep boundaries. i will end the rp if it gets excessive. however, i’m very chatty and enjoy making playlists and pinterest boards alongside our rp au’s so it’d be cool to have partners open to that sort of connection. i’m always down for friendships outside of our rp too so the gaps of time don’t feel awkward or stilted.
if all of this sounds good to you and you’re interested in getting to know me as a potential friend or likewise to write, don’t hesitate to interact with this post on here, directly message me, or head on over to discord and add me; my username is gyumie. ♡
#krp ad#krp 1x1#1x1 rp#dark#spicy#discord#fxf#fxnb#mxnb#mxm#original#soloist#aespa#ateez#enhypen#exo#le sserafim#nct#oneus#onlyoneof#p1harmony#seventeen#stray kids#tempest#the boyz#txt#xg#zerobaseone#all of us are dead#bloodhounds
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wayv and their crush from another country
pairing: wayv x reader
type: reaction
summary: how wayv reacts to you being from another country
warnings: none
request: yes
a/n: requests are open but please read my info before requesting!
masterlist | info
kun- long distance
he definitely was a little hesitant at first but when he first met you he was so enamored with you it eventually didn’t matter much. he loved learning about where you’re from and the language and your culture. all of it made you who you are and he loved every part of who you are. kun is just so thoughtful about his life and where he sees himself going so he definitely had to think things through a bit before finally pursuing a relationship with you. turns out he doesn’t really mind the long distance. sure he misses you like crazy but wayv keeps him pretty busy and you’re so independent and career driven. the distance also gave him an opportunity to use his piloting skills more often. it all just works. even when it comes time to move into a place together, it all just works out so seamlessly. almost like the god(s) put you two together.
ten- relatable
there was no second thought or hesitation. chittaphon himself is from a different country so you two could related in many ways. you two were able to swap stories on when you both respectively moved to a new country for the first time. every little blunder with the language and culture, the comparisons from where you both lived before, the culture shock and similarities. the commonalities really helped early on in your friendship and eventually relationship to bond to two of you together and make you feel that you had a lot in common. it also gave you two quite a bit to learn about with each other and understanding where you both came from.
winwin- polar opposites
winwin is no stranger to other countries or cultures… but they’re usually one more in his comfort zone. he’s from china with friends and group mates from some different countries and those are languages and cultures he’s more familiar and comfortable with. so when he met you, he was definitely fascinated but a little intimidated. he struggled with your language (which you found adorable) and it just took a bit more time to get to know you in general. this made him a bit more hesitant to start a relationship with you especially since you didn’t live in the same country as him. but he couldn’t deny just how infatuated he was with you so he had to ask you out sometime. he took the opportunity when he came to perform in your country. he knew then that despite all of your differences he had to make it work.
xiaojun- the one he never thought he’d see again
dejun was shocked to say the least. not that you were from a different country, he knew that from the jump and he loved it. wayv was performing in a different country, your home country, and due to a mix up he was sat next to you on the plane. his managers tried to swap him out somewhere else but one look at you and he was totally fine with the mistake. once he found out the plane was going to your birthplace he was eager to know more. he asked you everything since he had never been before and he wanted to know all the places he should go and food to eat, even asking for a few phrases he could tell his fans in your language. by the time the plane landed, his heart sank with the thoughts of never seeing you again. the shock came in when he returned home from tour months later and when walked by a coffee shop on his street, you sat in the window. dejun couldn’t help but stop and stare as you typed away on your computer, blissfully aware. what dejun didn’t know or even think to ask was that you were just going home to see family but actually lived in the same country he did. it was almost impulsive when he rushed in and asked you out. he was too afraid of never seeing you again.
hendery- first person you met
you were different from anyone he had ever met and he was immediately taken with you. everything about you that showed off where you were from. hendery couldn’t get enough of you and it started the moment he met you. your dream of being a makeup artist was proving more difficult than you expected with the industry being flooded but your friend worked for sm and they were looking for more stylists. you jumped at the opportunity and new adventure. the first person to ever sit in your chair was hendery and you expected him to be like all the other popstars, stuck up, conceited, absolutely no interest in anything but himself, but you were so wrong. he smiled up at you through the mirror and asked your name. as you worked, he didn’t stop asking you questions. he just wanted to know so much about you and he was especially patient with you as you were learning the language. with one conversation your entire perspective on him changed. hendery only wanted more of you in his life so from then on he’d ask you out with him and his friends or invite you to the dorms to meet his fur babies. 30 minutes in a makeup chair just wasn’t enough for him. you noticed the way he was learning little phrases in your native language and finding out your favorite foods to make you. he loved everything that made you you. by the time hendery officially asked you to be his partner, you were glad you took a chance in moving somewhere completely different.
yangyang- “neighbors”
you’d had never seen anyone more excited. yangyang introduced himself and the second you turned to talk to your friend in german, his face lit up. he immediately joined in with what he remembered. yangyang remembers his years in germany so fondly and when he met you and the two of you had such an instant connection, it didn’t take long for him to fall. it helped that you had also just moved pretty close to the boys dorms and yangyang definitely used it as an opportunity to get closer to you. taking you to all his favorite shops and restaurants. before either of you knew it, he was asking you to make it official. it’s funny how you both were so close, not knowing each other and the universe brought you together somewhere completely different.
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UN AMOR SUPERFICIAL —
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ONESHOTS
Reel | Lee Jeno x Fem! Reader / 10K Words/ Friends to Lovers/ SMUT
The annual camping trip that your friend group held every year was rapidly approaching. Jeno, dateless, enlists your help in catching him a date. If only it were that simple, but unfortunately, nothing is ever that simple.
6 Reasons I hate boys | Lee Haechan x Fem!Reader/ 16K words/ E2L. Teaser
You and your friends had a pact based on the scarcity of your love life. But Na Jaemin has his sights set on your friend, and he’ll do whatever it takes to get her on the dating market. He’ll go as far as to pay infamous playboy, Lee Haechan to make you fall in love with him.
Baseball (& Other Disasters) | Mark Lee x Fem! Reader / 10K Words / Idiots to Lovers / Baseball Manager AU!
Everyone admired Mark Lee, starting pitcher of your school’s baseball team and famed ladies man. You, on the other hand, only know him as the boy who broke your dorm lobbies microwave the first time you met.Too bad that was all it took to grow an embarrassingly huge crush on him. So when he comes to you, in need of a new baseball manager, how could you say no to that face? (Spoiler: You couldn’t)
REACTIONS
Just The Tip! . FWB (But you're both whipped) . No Nut November
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My Room Mate Sucks | Yuta Nakamoto x Fem! Reader / 6K Words / Ft. Doyoung and Jungwoo
Your roommate was weird, but that’s normal. What’s not? The way his room is strictly off limits, the fact that he leaves at three in the morning, and keeps returning covered in blood. (Note: His suspicious hate for garlic)
In Disguise | Yuta Nakamoto x Kim Doyoung x Kim Jungwoo x Fem! Reader / 13k
Desperate and broke, your trio of nerdy friends offer you a place to stay until you get back on your feet. Things are normal at first until you abruptly come across a camera tripod facing Doyoung's bed. Were your awkward friends really just camboy's in disguise?
♡ WAYV
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NCT 127 - November Reading Edition
Note: Please remember to take these readings lightly and to enjoy. next coming : AESPA, NCT Dream, IVE, WayV, Red Velvet, BTS, Gidle and Treasure
Taeil
Love: it seems like his situation hasn’t changed yet. Tail is still in a relationship with that idol and things are going very well for them. They truly have feelings for one another and they are kind toward each other despite the arguments or the toxic environment that surround their life
Career: He is reflecting a lot about his self worth, like he isn’t enough to be in the group. Despite the money he earns he doesn’t take profit of it and it seems like the idol life also pushed him away from his family and that’s something that hurts him
Health:
Physical: X
Emotional: he still feels pain from old wounds, still fears for himself. His mind is simply agitated due to overthinking
Dates: 18 days
Johnny
Love: Johnny was talking to someone whom feelings have been growing. This person was a very close friend of his and things really went good however it seems like his crush also made sure that he understood this was only a friendship and nothing more. He is a little bit disappointed and he keeps talking to them anyway to keep the friendship
Career: Things are complicated when it comes to career and money. There’s still some money issues and debts concerning people around him and himself. There’s a lot of external pressure weighting down in him as well for this money issue and for his idol image
Health:
Physical: Troubles in his kidneys, bladder and insulin levels. Has body feels too aged.
Emotional: His mental health isn’t that good either at the moment, he suffers in silence and quietly. A lot of blame eating him up and agitating his mind
Dates: X
Taeyong
Love:his situation hasn’t changed either. He is still suffering from his break up, his mind only thinks about this person. However it seems like he keeps this bad behaviors of going and getting out with other people to prove himself and to prove his ex he doesn’t need them. I have no idea how much time this is going to go this way. Defintily not healthy for him to be seeing this much people
Career: His career situation is going quite well, he is writing new music, trying to express himself the best he can. He would like to change concept when it comes to NCT, do something new. The company listens to him a lot actually
Health:
Physical: Hormonal troubles need to be looked up to, because he has a lack of something
Emotional: His energy is simply all over the place
Dates: 29 november
Yuta
Love: I got no info about his love life
Career: Everything is a pure mess. There’s a lot of injustice happening on his career field and Yuta is honestly fed up with everything that the company is making him do and agree on. There’s a lot of arguments within the company in order to find a common ground. I also feel like he will or wants to travel somewhere. Perhaps back to Japan ?
Health:
Physical: Digestive system is troubled. Needs to eat more properly
Emotional: Extremely tired and vulnerable and just fed up in general
Dates: 14 days
Doyoung
Love: Doyoung is currently dating someone, this person is really very pretty and known from the public eye. They started dating not too long ago, so they are still trying to manage their time to meet each other and know more about one another as well.
Career: This are surprisingly well for him. He is expecting a change in the next months when it comes to his career and he is also helping some of his members with what they need. He is taking the lead
Health:
Physical: there’s something going on with his heath but I don’t know what it is.
Emotional: Okay
Dates: 30 november
Jaehyun
Love: I didn’t got much info about jaehyun all together. I only know that he is currently seeing NO ONE. Yeah, surprising. He is actually dealing with a bad moment when it comes to his heart (probably due that one idol that rejected him). He is not ready yet to get on the love field
Career: He feels trapped in the contact at the moment, he wishes more freedom to do what he wants either as a person or as an artist as well.
Health:
Physical: His throat feels sore
Emotional: His mental health isn’t the best, it feels as if he cries in secret, a lot of sensibility and dark thoughts over him
Dates: X
Jungwoo
Love: I couldn’t get any info straight, it’s very blurry probably because even him he doesn’t know where to stand. I don’t feel like he is in a relationship and more into a nostalgic moment concerning his love life
Career: Things aren’t the best either. Well he does work a lot, like overworking himself to get things right, because the company made promises and there was also money coming to him. But it seems like what he received made some of his members jealous and Jungwoo isn’t fitting in that much pithing the group
Health:
Physical: X
Emotional: Very tired, his mental health declining and poor self esteem
Dates: 8 days
Mark
Love: Mark situation is dedicated. It feels like they are still together but things aren’t going well at all, the relationship became too oppressive for him. He has thought about breaking up with his partner but at the same time there’s something holding him back from that
Career: I see yet another solo activity for him (perhaps a collaboration ?). in any case he is in a good period for his career, opportunities come to him very easily due to his talent and his contacts
Health:
Physical: Needs to be careful with his throat, vocal cords, sinus and colds
Emotional: Feels abandoned by someone
Dates: 7 days
Haechan
Love: Haechan is probably in a new realtionship as It feels someone entered his life not long time ago. This is very recent and I don’t have much info other that this person might be just a little older than him (like 2 / 3 years only) and that things seem to be going very well
Career: A lot of responsaiblitkies and a lot of work that he needs to take care off. Haechan is usually blessed with good luck in his career field, and despite this shaky moment, things are going to get back In track. However I also feel that we might heard of him through rumors or media in general
Health:
Physical: He is sick as well, but I don’t know from what
Emotional: Despite his self doubts and emotional instability, he is rather going well at the moment
Dates: 9 days
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