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jaehyunsprincesspeach · 4 months

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hi! hope you’re doing well and staying healthy 🩵

I was wondering if I could request a wayv reaction to their s/o out of nowhere smothering them with kisses please? hehe that’ll be all

thanks! <3

omg i literally love this my heart is sparkling !!

hope you enjoy !!

all the love ~ lunar

WayV Reactions: smothering them with kisses

Kun

initially he is going to be shocked, but like he would just kinda freeze where he is and process what is happening

once he finally understands that you are showing your love and affection, he swoops you into the warmest embrace

even if he tried, the smile etched on his lips is not going away any time soon

he would do one of those hugs where he picks you up and spins you around (a dream truly)

once he sets you back on the ground, he gladly returns the affection, making you flustered too

now the two of you are a blushing giggling mess but like its the cutest thing in the world

with Kun, there’s something about it that’s almost like …. domestic

like the two of you never really get out of the honeymoon phase cause yall are just so excited when you get to see each other

and things like this never fail to show that

rest of members below the cut

Ten

oh goodness ….

at first he might question whats happening

like whats with the sudden rush of affection (not that hes complaining)

would first ask if you’re okay

and then this man is going to tease you relentlessly

“you miss me baby?” “i know, you want me so bad”

low key his teasing might ruin the moment

however !! he never fails to bring it back

like if u smother him with affection, and he starts teasing you, and you give him the side eye, hes gonna grab you and wrap you up in his arms and start leaving smooches all over your neck

slight chance it could turn into something steamyyy ;)

Winwin

genuinely would not know what to do

like he would turn into a sim (iykyk)

and would become an absolute blushing mess

once you’re done, he would just smile, and kiss your cheek

but honestly he would be too stunned to speak, like he would just be there blushing and giggling to himself

i think he has a little bit of a hard time in the sense that he always wants to make others happy, but when someone like compliments him, or when his partner shows him affection, he might freeze a little

but once he becomes more comfortable with the spontaneous smooches, hes more than happy to return them !!

honestly i think he would have an easier time showing affection to his partner

but he still would freeze up when the affection is a surprise like this

loves it regardless !!

Xiaojun

sweet baby angel is so shocked…

like he initially is worried that you’re upset about something, or that he hasn’t given you enough attention

starts asking if you are okay, or if something is wrong

once he finds out you’re okay, he smiles and pulls you in for a hug

he’s so sweet, but the embrace is low key a cover for the tickles that hes about to shock you with

will literally stand there tickling you, not to be mean or anything like that, just because he enjoys hearing your laugh

when hes done with the tickles, he smooches your lips a few times before pulling you back into a hug

will probably pull you to the couch and just hold you for a little bit too

simply wants to enjoy your presence, but he wont be able to hide the blush from your previous kisses

Hendery

i love this man with my entire being omg

Hendery will stand there as if he is processing what just happened

in reality, hes planning something else

hes really looking around and making sure the area is safe before he tackles you to the ground so that you dont actually get hurt

an affectionate tackle, that leads to an affectionate tickle fight, that leads to you literally crying from laughing so hard

yes he is blushing, but now you look like a tomato after he is done with his tickle fight

“Hendery, i just wanted to kiss you!! why did you tickle me?” “because i’m literally in love with you”

after you catch your breath, still pinned on the ground, he places the softest yet most passionate kiss on your lips

as if you werent already breathless before ….

“you know, you didnt kiss my lips once… you kissed everywhere but my lips actually…”

the playful smirk never leaving his face as he teases you

omg i’m getting carried away…..

Yangyang

omg Yangyang is literally so cute about it

initially he will be a little surprised, but once your kiss attack has ended, its his turn

as soon as you stop smothering him in kisses, he starts smothering you in kisses

genuinely, i could see this continuing for a while too

like just back and forth attacking each other with affection

as it keeps going, he keeps getting closer and closer to your lips, till you two are locked in a passionate kiss

by the end of it, both of you are blushing like crazy, and giggling like you’ve gone mad

hes absolutely pulling you into his lap, and simply staring at you as if there is nothing more beautiful in the world (hes not wrong)

keeps you in his lap the rest of the night

genuinely will pout if you try to leave

like “you just smothered me with affection, and now you have the audacity to sit anywhere but my lap???”

refuses to let you go (unless he absolutely has to)

hes just so happy that you are his and he loves when you show him affection !!

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writemekpop · 8 months

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Naughty Boy | Wong Kunhang (Hendery)

Summary: Your naughty boyfriend Hendery gives you a hickey.

Genre: Boyfriend!Hendery, fluff

Word Count: <1k

You were leaning over the bathroom sink, putting the finishing swipes of mascara on your lashes.

You swept your hair to the side. You noticed a small bruise on the side of your neck.

“A hickey?” you shouted. “Really, Hendery? What are you, twelve?”

Your boyfriend Hendery sauntered into the bathroom.

He was naked, apart from the faded boxers that sat dangerously low on his slim hips. He had a toothbrush hanging out of his mouth, and his chestnut hair was in disarray.

Hendery smirked, mouth full of toothpaste.

“That’s right, baby, wear me on your neck like that.”

“What were you thinking?” You groaned, patting your neck fiercely with foundation. “You know I have an important meeting today.”

“It was an accident,” Hendery said, coming up behind you and wrapping his strong, muscled arms around your body. He leant in towards your ear. “Plus, I didn’t hear you complaining when I was giving it to you last night.”

You let out a small sigh. You could still remember the feeling of Hendery’s plump lips kissing every inch of your skin. You could still remember the thrill as he grabbed your ass and locked your hips with his. You could still hear his heavy breaths in your ear.

You opened your eyes, looking at the reflection of the two of you in the mirror. You gazed at Hendery’s tanned arms, his broad shoulders. You marvelled at the handsome, imperfect man that was all yours.

You spun around and pushed your mouth onto Hendery’s. He kissed you back eagerly, pressing his hips against yours.

“Aren’t you going to be late?” Hendery said, between kisses.

You caught Hendery’s lower lip between your teeth, earning a growl from him.

“We’ve got six minutes,” you said. “Think you can work with that?”

Hendery grabbed your waist and picked you up, holding your entire weight with one arm. Your heart soared.

Hendery grinned. “You bet.”

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teasteeper · 13 days

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that breeding kink thing was soooo good how do u think hendery would react if he accidentally got the reader pregnant?

it’s an ‘accident’ for lack of a better word because despite the shock, he’s so fucking happy. it gives him a reason to quit fighting - which he would do without hesitation after you find out - and devote himself to you and your little family. holds you on his lap while you search through property listings.. mansions in the south of france, penthouses in new york, beach houses in hawaii, wherever you want to go he’ll take you, anything possible thanks to fortune he’s saved up after years of fighting. he’d be even more protective of you if that’s possible, never leaving your side, the coolest person in the room when he sits in the waiting room during your doctor’s appointments. now that he’s not fighting he can do what he wants, which is doting on you 24/7. keeps track of all your little changes.. every inch your tummy grows.. the way your skin glows. it just proves that this is all he’s ever wanted, falling in love with you all over again <3

#asks #౨ৎ street fighter diaries #street fighter bf!hendery #hendery #wayv #nct #hendery x you #hendery x reader #wayv fluff #nct fluff #wayv soft thoughts #wayv soft hours #nct soft thoughts #nct soft hours

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saeyoungchips · 1 year

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[2:59 a.m]

sleepovers with hendery were nothing out of the norm. you two were used to doing that kind of stuff since you became friends in middle school.

"is really this the movie you love so much?" hendery asked you in disbelief; he couldn't grasp the fact that, because of you, he was willingly watching a movie about a baby in a suit.

"(y/n)?" he called you by your name at your lack of response. "are you listening to me?"

it wasn't until he tried to turn his head to glance at you that he felt an unexpected weight between his neck and shoulders. the scent of your shampoo that suddenly filled his nostrils made him tense his whole body.

as he breathed deeply, trying to relax himself and not wake you up, he raised one of his hands to your hair and awkwardly tried to caress it.

"how can you fall asleep at your favorite movie?" was the last thing hendery mumbled to your sleeping self before paying all of his attention to the movie.

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eggdery · 2 years

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The Boyfriend, The Girlfriend, and Guangheng

“Guangheng!” you yelled, running towards him. It was in the middle of winter at nighttime and the cold was getting to you. Dejun’s jacket was baggy and bounced everytime you landed on the ground. You were happy, though. Knowing that Dejun had just confessed to you was a dream come true.Though it took some soju, he finally revealed his feelings to you.

Your friends Yangyang and Guangheng planned a late night dinner for the rest of your friend group. You all had gotten busy with life and haven’t had much time to meet since then. So, meeting up was long overdue. To be honest, Guangheng never really planned the get together for all of his friends.

You and Dejun had gotten close to each other recently after finding out you both work in the same building. So, catching the subway to work, having lunch together, and taking the subway back home became like clock work. You spent almost every day together. Though, it wasn’t apparent to Guangheng.

Guangheng had always had a crush on you throughout university. Though, he never had the chance to get close to you like Dejun had recently gotten. Becoming close friends with you was a scary endeavor for him back then. You were pretty and smart. You were intimidating. But life is a bitch sometimes. All the times he saw you in university or in the store, he had always been so cowardly to approach you. He was never able to hold a conversation with you without the boys. It was so frustrating.

Retrospectively, he regretted not making you his. Even a couple years after graduating and dating around a bit, you never left his mind. So as a last minute rescue mission, he texted Yangyang to get the old gang back together. He wanted to see you after all these years. He was a new man, grown and mature. He thought you would notice him. Maybe even be interested in him after some years. But reality struck him as he saw you and Dejun talking.

When everyone arrived, he took notice of how you and Dejun sat closely next to each other and how you would playfully slap him after making a joke. Your shoulders rubbing against each other after laughing hard or Dejun’s hand on your knee. It was noticeable how you guys weren’t just friends. You were more whether you both acknowledged it or not.

After a couple of hours of catching up, you all had to leave. You and Dejun said you would cover the bill. So as the rest of the boys left, you stayed behind, making sure all the food was paid for and everyone had brought their belongings with them. Though you were a bit dizzy from the alcohol, Dejun was a huge help to you. And as you were packing your purse, making sure your credit card and ID were in your wallet, Dejun had blurted his feelings out. You were caught off guard. Placing your purse on the table, you slurred a confession back. In your drunken states, you had thought this moment was private. But when Guangheng came back to make sure he didn’t leave anything important behind, he saw you and Dejun kissing at your table.

And yet again, Guangheng was put into perspective. He wasn’t going to get you through hopeful wishing. He should have told you his feelings to begin with. His heart sank at the sight. He walked back down the street, not caring if he actually lost something. His heart was broken and there was nothing he could do to fix it. Didn’t care if anyone stole his credit card or phone, there was nothing more painful than heartbreak.

His voice started to whimper and a few tears left his eyes. His breath was ragged and he needed to take a pause, letting grief take him over as he wailed in the streets late at night.

You and Dejun walked out of the restaurant happily holding hands and his winter coat around you. You smiled and giggled as you walked to his home. But when you caught a glimpse of Guangheng crying in the street, your first reaction was to run towards him.

“Guangheng!” you called out to him. He was too busy crying to hear you. He stood in the middle of the street and bawled. Dejun, confused, followed behind you after seeing his friend.

‘What’s wrong? Are you hurt?” you asked, finally reaching Guangheng, slightly out of breath. You put your hand on his back, bending over to catch a glimpse of his face. He continued to sob, your presence making his experience embarrassing.

“What happened?” Dejun asked, reaching the both of you. Guangheng couldn’t take this humiliation anymore. His heart literally ached, and you being there wasn’t going to help him. He tried his best to stop crying, hyperventilating.

“Aww man, calm down. You’re ok, we’re here to help.” you said sympathetically, now rubbing his back. You had no idea what was going on but you wanted to stay by Guangheng’s side now. You pouted as you watched him try to catch his breath, feeling bad for him. Once he finally did, he was able to stand up, back slightly aching from the position he was in beforehand.

“What’s wrong?” you repeated, seeing that Guangheng was stable enough to answer. Though tispy, he knew not to confess to you; especially not when Dejun was there. Nose red, he looked at the both of you and sniffled.

“I think I’m just drunk.” Guangheng said, trying his best to make up an excuse, still sniffling. He pushed the air away with his hand, signaling the both of you to leave him. The pain he felt was immense but he wasn’t going to let the both of you watch. You both stood there at stared at him.

“Really. You know how drunk people get. All emotional and shit. I just let the alcohol get the best of me, that’s all.” Guangheng continued, still trying to ward the both of you off. Finally accepting his answer, you nodded.

“I mean, if you’re sure.” You said hesitantly. But he faked a smile, trying his best to persuade you. Though on the inside, his mind was yelling and screaming at him. Once for letting his love date another man, and the second for letting you see him like this, all because of you.

You were smart and hard to con, but you were tipsy and seeing Guangheng smile at you and tell you to leave was good enough for you that night. Dejun couldn’t decipher whether his friend was truly in pain either, but he went along with it as well. Examining Guangheng, Dejun looked into his eyes. He knew something wasn’t right but he couldn’t put his finger on it. His sudden outburst in the street wasn’t like him, even when drunk. But what more evidence did he have? Because it didn’t feel right to him? So he let it slide.

When you finally felt alright leaving Guangheng behind, you turned towards Dejun, grabbing his hand and began to walk back to his house. Still sniffing, Guangheng watched as you and Dejun walked hand-in-hand past him. His heart still ached at the sight.

Though he saw the physical affection between the two of you, he was in denial. They were gonna break up, his mind told him. It wasn’t like they were going to get married. So, he made the plan to continue to pursue you. He wasn’t ready to accept the romance you both had fostered. Because at the end of the day, to him, you both were just his friend and his crush holding hands and kissing.

this is not edited, constructive criticism greatly appreciated

#wayv #wayv imagines #wayv soft hours #wayv hendery #wayv xiaojun #xiaojun imagines #xiaojun #hendery #xiao dejun #huang guangheng #hendery imagines #wayv scenarios #hendery scenarios #xiaojun scenarios #xiaojun x you #xiaojun x reader

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sherwees · 5 months

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cuddle-fuck-later-with-a-side-dish

cw : past arguments,dubcon reaching into noncon bcs of the manipulation part of it , mentions of abuse, reader has cuts and scratches previously inflicted on their body, and just straight fucked shit.

Hendery gawked at you and your boyfriend, Eunseok as he shuffled the uno cards in his hands nearly giving himself a paper cut from his aggression.

This was meant to a friends night not a cuddle-fuck-later-with-a-side-dish night.

He didn't care before but now it was getting to his head, he never even realized he was staring too long until he met with Eunseok's glare.

“Do you have a staring problem, Kunhang?” He ended with a laugh and a punch to his shoulder, he wasn't truly irritated until you joined in with your ugly little high pitched scream-like laughter. It sounded really forced, fucking attention seeking bitch.

Eunseok only said his real name for satirical reasons, did he think that he was a joke?

Some type of fucking loser?

You both didn't even see him as a real friend anymore.

“I'm just wondering when you both would talk to me. It was meant to be a group– hangout.” He hung on the word ‘group’ a bit as his crude eyes only met your own, not that same soft brown from when you first met him only 2 years ago.

“Aye, there's no need to be low. You could even join in.” He snickered as he attempted to punch your shoulder but you flinched, fuck he was going to get you for that.

You felt relieved as there was a sudden buzzing beside you from the couch cushion, Eunseok's light brown strands slightly tickle your nose as he reaches over to grab his phone.

“Ah, babe I gotta take this.” He pecks your lip but it wasn't left with love but with hate. Then, he fleeted towards the hallway and unintentionally slammed a random door. He yelled a “sorry”, at least.

Now, you could only stare at Hendery, focused on shuffling the cards with his skilled fingers as you thought about what you did only a few minutes earlier and the future. Your arms crossed against your chest as your back seeked comfort on the couch behind you.

“Why are you so silent, _______?” His tone seemed slightly sarcastic but you brush it off as over thinking.

“I'm just.. sorry..? For everything I've done." You can't even look him in the eye. You don't even say it as a statement either, it was more of a question. You don't intentionally leave him out, he just doesn't talk and when you confront him, he just denies it and runs away.

He was very.. passing for a person.

“For all those times, you left me out in the cold for hours because of Eunseok, the times where you would put your anger all against me.. Sweetheart, why don't you ever consider my feelings?” His arms slowly wrap around your waist with a squeeze, he lays his chin on your collarbone; his breath tickling your neck. The warmth of his lap brings you comfort as you laid snug against him.

“But Eu-”

You flinch as he raises a finger to your lips then places a sudden chaste kiss, causing you to yank your head away.

“I raise a single finger and you could only flinch away from your true love..” His hand lowers to your inner thigh with a sigh, you could only melt into his touch as he raved on and on into your ear about your ‘fucked up’ relationship whilst he feverishly grinds his hot erection on the curvature of your ass.

He might be correct about your own beloved boyfriend..

All those nights that ended with glass shards either stuck in a cut, on the ground, the bruises on your waist from the times he would pound you on your kitchen counter for hours; ignoring your pleas to stop just because you burnt the peas.

“C’mon and I'll treat you right once and for all? You could trust me right?” He reassured in your ear whilst he fiddled with the waistband of his black cargo pants with a lazy smirk.

You could only whimper a weak yes until he slapped your thigh with a bite at your neck, raising your tone into a scream.

“That's more like it..” He manages to tug his pants down as he gracefully lays you down on his white rug, you could feel your jean skirt slightly bunch. A smile tugs at his lips as your hands immediately attempt to cover the nature of the cuts on your thigh. Your eyes gather with tears once more as he traces your half healed scars with his finger; some blood even caked up on his tip.

“Kunhang, stop.” You squeaked but he only continued, a smile accumulating on his face.

You felt the bile raise in your throat once he swirled a crimson heart on your thigh, the disgust urked you enough to slap his hand away. You were quick to maneuver yourself on your elbows, Hendery's expression turned stoic just as quickly once he landed a harsh slap to your face.

“How fucking dare you?” He practically spat in your face.

“You're fucking crazy, Kunhang!” You attempted to yell but it came out as scratchy, it made you seen weaker as always. Managing to stand with the support of the couch, the pain of your scabs shot down your legs.

“Now I understand why he beats your fuckin’ ass, you stubborn little slut.”

His words shot deep into your soul, you felt choked up from the harshness. Your felt the spit accumulate in your mouth, your lips quivered, you couldn't cry..

“Whatever, I'm finding Eunnie, I'll give you a moment.” You attempt to muster a mature tone even though you used his cutesy nickname but it only comes up as a weak whisper when you shove past Hendery. You heard hurried footsteps behind you but you didn't bother as you muttered all types of curses under your breath. I mean what type of friend fucking does that?

You could only wince as you felt a brute force pin your face against the cold wall, you felt the warm bump of Hendery's erection against your lower back.

“Maybe you could muster up a little nickname for me too, yknow?” He tutted, you could imagine the smirk across his face.

He reached for the button of your skirt as he shoved it off once he heard the clean pop of it as you writhed, attempting to escape.

“Sweetheart, your stubbornness is the main reason why males like him beat on ya’, listen to me and it wouldn't be a problem.” You felt him rub his leaking tip against your unexpecting hole, causing a full twitch in your lower region and you could only grip and grab behind you for his shirt for leverage.

You cried out from the sudden stretch of his girthy cock in your clenched hole, you nearly pushed him out with aid of your slick but it only made him push harder.

“So fuckin’ tight.” He huffed into your neck as his hands found refuge around your waist with a squeeze. His member pulsated and stretched your hole out with every pound, his tip constantly hit your cervix as you ached.

Your cries only sounded like a melody to him and it only brought him closer to release. He then craned his neck to leave bites and hickeys along your the supple skin as you squealed and your legs only clenched together attempting to slow his harsh thrusts. Your ears were burning in embarrassment of the sounds that emitted out of you along with the sounds of his balls clapping against your wet heat along with the slick friction of his girth in your hole. You tuned it out but it only made you realize,

Eunseok was only in the other room... finishing his said call from earlier.

Your head wildly snapped back, attempting to blink your tears away, you scream whispered: “Hendery please!” you worried your lip between your teeth. In an attempt to nudge him away with your ass, he stilled for a second; giving you a sense of relief but only for a second once he slapped the back of your thigh.

“You want me so fuckin’ bad princess, m’ close and you're gonna take it all, alright?” His rasp grunt echoed through your empty head as he set an inhumane pace that'll leave your hole sore for who knows how long, his damp bangs feathering your jaw.

You stumbled over your words as you tried to warn him but the only thing you got in return was the feeling of his warm seed infiltrating your hole and the sound of a door opening.

part 2

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what-if-nct · 8 months

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Random energies I get from NCT members.

Doyoung and Ten are both bougie aunties but in different ways. Ten is the messy one who's only there to start drama, drop family secrets then grab his fur coat and leave. Doyoung is the bougie auntie who has kids in private school and demands everything to be at his house and everything is scheduled, calculated and perfect. the house is spotless, he's always stressed and drives a white range Rover. Ten drives a red convertible mustang.

Hendery is honestly just an enigma, strong Florida man energy. Can be seen wondering with an alligator trapped in his hands as he goes to release it. A raccoon lives in his backyard, it's his child.

Yangyang is a mixture of every mischievous little brother on TV while Mark is the embodiment of every dork little brother with a cool older brother on TV.

Johnny is the cool tv older brother. Mix Roderick from a wimpy kid with Lars from Rocket Power and Spencer from iCarly you got Johnny.

Jaehyun and Jeno give off the same energy which is just the energy of a Letterman's jacket but Jeno's has grease on it from working on cars while Jaehyun's just smells like Marijuana. Same man different font.

Yuta reminds me of walking down the hallways of a pay by the hour motel at night, just neon lights with a hint of shame.

Kun and Taeil definitely have a secret wife and kids somewhere.

Jungwoo is actually not a soft little baby, definitely a himbo but not as baby as he makes himself seem but is more like the way people perceive Jaehyun to be.

Haechan, Yangyang, and Chenle bite, they just look like biters. Draw blood biters.

#nct #nct 127 #johnny seo #johnny suh #yuta #nct dream #johnny #Jaehyun #jeno #Yangyang #wayv #mark lee #ten lee #doyoung #Jungwoo #chenle #renjun #taeil #kun #Hendery #Haechan

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ilwonuu · 2 months

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masterlist 1 2

↴ nct

send in requests <3

⺌ dream ⺌

fluff= ✇ smut= 𖣠 angst = Ꮺ other = ✰

♡jisung

i’ll be quiet 𖣠

♡ jaemin

kiss me ✇

love me 𖣠 ✇

♡ mark

♡ haechan

smoke ✇

smoke 2 𖣠 ✇

♡ chenle

gave you all my love ✇

♡ renjun

best friend ✇

♡ jeno

show me 𖣠✇

⺌ wayv ⺌

♡ ten

♡ kun

soft spot for you ✇

♡ winwin

my love ✇

come over? 𖣠

♡ hendery

♡ yangyang

perfect 𖣠

♡ xiaojun

focus 𖣠

⺌ 127 ⺌

♡ jaehyun

only yours 𖣠 ✇

finesse ✇

all mine 𖣠✇

idolbf! x singer!reader ✇ ✰

let me have you 𖣠 ✇

happy hour 𖣠

multiply 𖣠 ✇

♡ johnny

♡ taeyong

through it Ꮺ ✇

♡ jungwoo

sweetheart 𖣠

♡ yuta

she wants somebody 𖣠

♡ taeil

nct reaction to you dating taeil<3 ✇

hold me ✇

♡ doyoung

↴ stray kids

fluff= ✇ smut= 𖣠 angst = Ꮺ other = ✰

♡ felix

one more 𖣠

one more 2 𖣠

♡ jeongin

please me 𖣠

i can’t wait 𖣠

♡ chan

chan while ur preggo ✇ 𖣠

too pretty ✇ 𖣠

so good 𖣠

♡ minho

make you feel 𖣠 ✇

shut you up 𖣠

♡ changbin

rough 𖣠

what you do to me 𖣠

♡ hyunjin

how i see you 𖣠 ✇

make up 𖣠 ✇

♡ seungmin

don’t you wanna? 𖣠

perfect date ✇

camping trip? 𖣠 ✇

♡ han

han switch drabble 𖣠

sweet thing 𖣠

dom!han drabble 𖣠

video games 𖣠

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8myass · 3 months

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.. smiles .. pairing. wong kunhang/hendery x female reader, feat. xiaojun genre. angst, smut pov. second person (you, yours, yourself, etc.) synopsis. he fell for the way you smiled for him. wc. 1.3k cw. yandere!hendery, idol!hendery, talk show host!reader tw. cursing, stalking, drugging, pet names (‘my love’, ‘sugar’, ‘darling’), dubcon aspects, infidelity, fingering, slight gaslighting a/n. came up with this idea after watching the episode of unbelievable that hendery and xiaojun were on together.

You talked like you owned the entire room, hands moving in gestures to truly enunciate the sentences you sang out, soft bangs falling over your forehead while you fidgeted in your seat. You were perfect for a talk show host. You had that very distinct presence about you that would make anyone interested in the topic at hand. Something so simple as brushing your teeth could become a conversation starter deserving of an hour’s worth of words.

You were so sweet, too. You’d make the guests on your show seem like their opinions were the most important things in the world. You sure made Hendery feel that way. He was an idol of a few years now, but coming onto this show was the first thing he’s done where he needed to share his thoughts with someone other than his bandmates, one of whom also joined him on the show. Luckily for him, his bandmate, Xiaojun, would cover for him whenever he went silent, thinking that he simply had nothing to discuss on the subject. No, he had plenty of opinions he could share with the hosts. But you were too mind-boggling that he continuously managed to find himself distracted by the way you flipped your hair over your shoulder when it tickled the exposed skin of your arm, adjusted the way your cropped top rested above your belly button to leave just the right amount to the imagination as it matched nicely with your tiny skirt that cut off before it could trail too high up your pretty thighs, hands fiddling with the dry flesh around your cuticles out of semi-nervousness when the attention was all on you.

He found that he adored your smile, the way your entire face would light up when you laughed, pearly white teeth exposing, gums popping out, eyes forming crescent shapes as your cheeks perked up. You were gorgeous when you smiled.

He wanted to make you smile more, laugh more, so he made it a point to speak up more, saying the silliest and most unserious things to get your face to contort in that beautiful way over and over again. He liked it, loved it, when he was able to make you smile, all for him.

And the moment your hand pressed against his knee, warm palm only lingering on the clothed skin for a few seconds, but it left a lasting sensation. The moment you did that, he had completely lost himself into you. He was prepared to dive all in.

As you left to head home that night, you’d see him in the lobby, brushing off his jacket before throwing it over his shoulders, hair sloppily falling over his face.

“Hey,” you called, hurrying your feet over toward him. As soon as his wide eyes met yours, you smiled at him sweetly, “Hendery, right? How’s it going? I thought you and Xiaojun had left already.”

“Yeah, we did, but I forgot my coat,” he rubbed the back of his neck, uncomfortably laughing, “I’ll be going now.”

“Got a ride? I can take you if you want,” you shrugged, knowing he had no ride. That was one of the topics you discussed with him today.

After accepting the offer, he was actually sitting in your car. You stopped for gas on the way there, allowing him the chance to search through your belongings. It was definitely not the most honest thing for him to do, and stealing an empty bottle or a used tampon applicator was an even more dishonest thing, but he couldn’t contain himself. The scent of you was all over the items littering your car, he wanted to take it all. He wanted to take you. But he refrained long enough to get to his dorms.

He couldn’t invite you in, not into the place he was living at. If he brought you inside, the boys would poke fun at him, suggest and speak things that are crude and disgusting, so he didn’t get to bring you inside, sending you on your way as soon as he got out of the car, waving you off. He wanted to cry, slam his head against the wall. How could he not bring you inside? What was he thinking? He could’ve snuck you in, if there’s a way, he could do it. But no, this was the right decision.

Especially considering it wasn’t the last time he’d see you. The next times, however, you might not see him. He found out where you were living – staying at your sister’s for the time being, only until you got back on track with your money, you were waiting for your career to take off. He could take care of you, you should really just let him. But as he watched your beautiful figure dance naked around your room in a hurry to get a pair of comfortable pajamas on, his delusional mind began to process something. You wouldn’t love him in all the ways he loved you. You probably didn’t even remember who he was.

Sure, he was an idol. But you weren’t into those kinds of things. Your head was either buried in a book or writing the scripts and questions for your show. You weren’t listening to his music or watching his videos or listening to his voice, you weren’t concerned with who he was in any sense, no context of him was fascinating to you.

He wanted you to remember him, remember who he was after the next meeting you had.

“Missed me, my love?” he smiled, hands snaking around your waist. Your body tensed, but soon relaxed when you felt his lips gently kissing along the soft skin of your neck. “Because I know I missed you so fucking much.”

You weren’t yourself, unable to properly feel who you were becoming, what he was doing to you. You didn’t know who it was, had no idea it was Hendery. You didn’t even remember him, he was completely right. When you showed up at your work building that morning, a syringe was injected in your neck before you could enter the front doors, being dragged away to a fancy hotel where now you’re gazing out across the city from a balcony, a random man wrapped up behind you, slowly falling against his touch, too touch-starved to say no to the desperate need to let your body give in. Not to mention the fact you thought it was your loving boyfriend, the man who you so badly wanted to spend the rest of your life with. He vowed to keep sex off-limits until marriage, and when he proposed, you were ecstatic that you were getting closer to that marriage dream of yours.

Still feeling the effects of the burning fluid seeping through your veins, you slurred, “Waiting for marriage?”

“Forget that,” he groaned into your ear, nibbling on your lobe as his hands trailed along your perfect body, deciding to play into your little delusions.

“You sure?” you gasped, feeling a harsh hand slip down your pants, touching you delicately with every hint of love in the way his fingers moved inside you.

“You’re gonna remember me after tonight, darling,” he spun you around, butt pressing against the edge of the railing, eyes meeting yours. He saw the moment you noticed who it was, the moment you realized it wasn’t your beloved fiance. “You won’t be able to forget me again.”

“Wh-what are you-” you started, squirming in his grasp, body being stricken with panic and fear at the sight of the unknown man before you. You didn’t have it in you to pull his hand out of your pants, fingers still curled up into you, causing your mind to fuzzy more and more with each movement of his wrist.

His voice was quick to cut your whined words off, cooing sweetly, “Where’s that smile I’m looking for, sugar?”

You couldn’t speak, head spinning as it fell back, nails digging into his shoulder to keep you stable against the railing.

“Don’t you like this?”

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lavandiors · 4 months

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MASTERLIST! RULES. ABOUT ME.

( KEY ) ─── f : fluff a : angst h : headcanons i : imagines r : reactions s : soft hours m : mature.

엔씨티 드림 , NCT DREAM ࣪ ִֶָ ⋆

─── ot7.

soon.ᐟ

─── lee mark.

compose with love ﹙ f , i ﹚

─── huang renjun.

soon.ᐟ

─── lee jeno.

makeup model ﹙ f , i ﹚

soon.ᐟ

─── lee haechan.

twenty minutes ﹙ f , i ﹚

baby fever ﹙ f , i ﹚

─── na jaemin.

making you feel comfortable ﹙ f , i , m﹚

─── zhong chenle.

soon.ᐟ

─── park jisung.

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엔시티 127 , NCT 127 ࣪ ִֶָ ⋆

─── ot9.

soon.ᐟ

─── moon taeil.

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─── johnny suh.

soon.ᐟ

─── lee taeyong.

kiss marks ﹙ f , i ﹚

─── nakamoto yuta.

soon.ᐟ

─── kim doyoung.

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─── jeong jaehyun.

soon.ᐟ

─── kim jungwoo.

soon.ᐟ

웨이브 , WAYV ࣪ ִֶָ ⋆

─── ot6.

soon.ᐟ

─── qian kun.

soon.ᐟ

─── lee ten.

soon.ᐟ

─── dong winwin.

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─── xiao dejun.

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─── wong hendery.

soon.ᐟ

─── liu yangyang.

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#lavandiors ♥︎ ࣪ ִֶָ ⋆#masterlist #nct 127 #nct dream #wayv #enhypen #riize #blackpink

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tommina · 14 days

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Minnie, '01, she/they. my ults : skz (seungmin, han) , nct (yuta, xiaojun, hendery, jaemin, renjun, haechan) , bnd (taesan, leehan)

STATUS: Request: OPEN; Soft Hours/Thoughts: OPEN

DISCLAIMER: I will be writing fluff(mostly) and smut(rarely) . I write for stray kids, enhypen, nct ( in general), p1harmony, bnd, ateez, riize(including seunghan cause riize will always be 7), xikers, svt, txt, treasure and zb1. When I do write smut I will not accept any requests to write smut for a minor or from one either

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writemekpop · 1 year

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Daddy’s Favourite | Wong Kunhang (Hendery)

Summary: Hendery has been begging you to try for a baby… can you resist him?

Genre: Boyfriend!Hendery, suggestive

Word Count: 0.5k

You sat on the couch, your baby niece nestled in your lap.

The baby's chubby fingers reached up and touched your cheek. Normally you would have found that disgusting (come on, baby germs?) but for some reason, looking into little Jordan's eyes wasn’t the worst. It was almost… cute.

Your boyfriend Hendery came in. When he saw you with the baby, his eyes lit up.

"Isn't she the best thing in the world?" He squeezed your hand, lovingly.

"I could get used to having one of these around," you murmured.

Hendery gasped. "Does this mean you’re ready to start trying?"

You bit your lip. “Babe…”

Hendery's brows shot up. "Not an immediate no... Does this mean what I think it means?"

You allowed yourself to smile. "Alright, what the hell. Let's do this!"

Butterflies soared through your tummy at the thought. You liked the feeling. It was like you were a kid on Halloween again.

Hendery jumped to his feet and started playing air guitar. You chuckled at your crazy boyfriend.

Hendery smirked. He pulled Jordan out of your arms and put her in the cot.

"Baby, I'm gonna get you so good and pregnant." He smirked and pulled you towards him.

Hendery kissed you, deep, eager. You could taste the cherry cola on his lips, you could feel his hand squeezing your ass. Heaven.

"Let's lock ourselves in the closet and bang this out, baby. We only need a couple minutes," Hendery murmured against your lips.

His lips touched your neck, making you shiver.

"Woah, slow down!" you said.

Hendery tried to kiss you again, but you kept him at arm’s length.

He pouted.

"I’ve got to get my IUD taken out first," you said, laughing.

Hendery caught a curl of your hair between his fingers and twisted it, a gloomy look on his face. "Oh yeah."

You felt sorry for him and pressed a quick kiss to his lips.

An idea popped into your head. You smirked. You trailed your hand down his abs, toying with the buckle of his belt.

"Who says we can't have a trial run right now? You know what they say, practice makes perfect."

Hendery grinned. He pulled you into his arms, and you jumped and wrapped your legs around his waist. "I love you so fucking much." He smirked. “Does this mean I get to call you mommy?”

"Shut up, idiot," you said, nipping his jaw. "Now let's go make a baby."

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teasteeper · 3 months

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I have some thoughts about soft street fighter bf hendery coming back home from a fight or a long day and he loves hearing you talk about the mundane things you did today like what color you painted your nails or what type of sweets you got at the market because he just wants to forget about the fight and the pain :’)

he makes your time together all about you, having you sit in his lap as he slots his fingers between yours. the difference is laughable, his bruised and bandaged hands compared to your soft manicured ones as he inspects the pretty pink colour on your nails. even the almond shape they’re filed into is soft, just like your hair that falls over your shoulder, the soft skin of your thighs squished together, softness in your eyes and voice as you lean into him and tell him all about your day

he’s sleepy and high and so sore, watching you bounce around your shared apartment showing him all the treasures from your daily outing.. pastries from the bakery that he takes one of and chews lazily.. new skincare that he lets you test on him, closing his eyes at the feel of the cooling face mask you smooth over his face.. trying on a cute new outfit he makes you do a spin in, beckoning you closer to him so he can run his big hands up and down your curves, “that’s real pretty, baby”

even though he doesn’t like you doting on him, he pretends to be asleep as you lean over him where he lays in bed, keeping his eyes closed and breaths steady as you dab the cuts and scrapes on his face with antiseptic. he almost sighs out at your feather light touch, barely feeling the sting of alcohol seeping into his busted lip

#asks #hendery #nct #wayv #hendery x you #hendery x reader #hendery fluff #nct fluff #wayv fluff #nct soft hours #nct soft thoughts #wayv soft hours #wayv soft thoughts #street fighter bf!hendery

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yutaabyss · 2 years

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Hiii can I request yangyang best friends to lovers fluff + smut with a tiny bit of angst :D

thank you for requesting!! i really hope you like what I wrote. i tried to keep it more on the soft side.

requested/ for you

characters: yangyang x female!reader

genre: smut, fluff, slight angst

warnings: unprotected sex, nipple sucking, brief cockwarming, probably some other things

author’s note: soft yangyang hours

“Yangyang, I swear if you don’t move,” currently you were trying to make your best friend move away from the front door. You were already running late for your date with Hendery and Yangyang was not helping you. “Y/N please,” he whined at you. This had been going on for the past hour, Yangyang was desperate for you not to attend this dinner with Hendery, he never wanted you to go anywhere with a potential boyfriend. “Yangyang, what is the big deal,” you sighed in frustration, feeling more and more guilty for making the other boy wait for you. “I’ll miss you too much,” he pouted at you. You rolled your eyes, “I’ll be back in like an hour. Yangyang just move,” you pushed at his slender frame again. He huffed, shifting away from the door, looking like a bratty child. “Thank you, I’ll see you around 10,” you opened the door moving to leave.

Yangyang sat on the sofa in your living room, a random movie playing in the background. His legs were kicked up on your coffee table -even though you told him multiple times not to do that- watching the clock tick by. It was way past 10 and he was not happy you were still out. Were you safe? Were you having fun? Were you…sleeping with Hende- no he refused to ask that last one. His stomach turned at the mere thought of you having sex with someone like Hendery…or anyone in general at that. You wouldn’t do that anyway, right? Just as more anxiety began to rise in his chest you walked through the front door. “Y/N!” he yelled excitedly, forgetting he was upset that you were late being home. “Hey,” you breathed out, flopping down next to him. You turned your head toward him, looking up at his eyes, snuggling into his side. “What’s wrong?” he shifted, looking all over your face and body for any signs of injury. You smiled slightly as he did so, “the date was a total bust.” Yangyang bit back a smile, “Told you,” he said cockily to which you scoffed. “Whatever,” you went to leave. His hand shot up, grabbing your arm, “wait, I’m sorry,” he pleaded with you. “That was rude, it’s just I knew Hendery wouldn’t match your energy,” his eyes were begging you to sit back down. You caved, plopping back next to him. “Why do they never work out Yangyang?” your eyes glossed over a little, hurt by how the night turned out. “Because they just aren’t for you,” he pat your head lovingly. “Ugh, you’re right but I hate that you are,” your head fell into his lap as you complained. “Will you marry me if no one else will?” your big eyes gazing up at him made him flustered. “I’d marry you even if there were hundreds of people lined up asking for your hand,” his smile warmed your heart. “Hmm, your so sweet.”

Your body felt insanely hot as your eyes fluttered open. It was still dark outside, all the lights were left on in your living room, and the tv was playing a movie you’d never seen. Feeling like you were suffocating, you looked over to see Yangyang clinging to your body on the small couch. “Yangyang, wake up,” you called his name, attempting to shove him a little. “Hmm,” he just hummed against your chest. His face was squished against your boob, drooling a little on your shirt. “Yangyang,” you called louder, startling him awake. “What? What’s wrong?” his hair was a mess as he shot up. You giggled at the sight, “nothing, you’re just suffocating me,” you pushed on his chest. “Oh, sorry” he got off you, standing up from the couch and stretching. “Now I’m all sweaty,” you pouted up at him, “and my boobs have your drool all over them,” your face switched to a grimace. Yangyang’s face heated up a little in embarrassment, “I don’t drool in my sleep,” he tried to defend himself. “Yeah say that to your saliva on my tits,” you gestured toward your chest. “Must have a leak in your ceiling,” he pretended to inspect the perfectly fine ceiling. “Whatever, I’m gonna shower. You can sleep in my bed with me as long as you don’t drool all over,” you stood up, heading down the hall, laughing to yourself as you heard him complain.

Once you were done cooling off under the cold droplets of water, and washing off Yangyang’s spit, you made your way back to your room. Yangyang lay on your bed scrolling through his phone mindlessly. “What time is it?” Yangyang nearly jumped out of bed, your voice scaring the daylights out of him. “Jesus,” he slumped further into the bed. “Sorry,” you laughed at him. “It’s 2:15 am,” he glared at you. “Damn, you didn't have to stay up for me,” you started taking your hair down from the towel. “Wanted to,” he mumbled, eyes wandering over your exposed body. All you had on was a pair of black panties and a black cropped tank top. This wasn’t the first time Yangyang had seen you like this, the two of you had shared countless sleepovers, but each time became increasingly more difficult as he fell more and more in love with you. You climbed under the white covers, cuddling up to his side. Yangyang stared up at the ceiling fan, trying to distract himself from the feeling of your very exposed body on him. He knew he’d break one day but he didn’t expect it to be so soon. “Y/N?” he called your name softly. “Yeah?” you looked at the ceiling as well. “I love you,” his heart raced a little. “I love you too Yangyang,” you fixed your eyes on him. “No, like, I love you…more than friends,” he visibly gulped. “Oh.” He turned on his side, “Y/N,” he said your name again. “Yeah,” you whispered as you both stared at each other. “Can I kiss you?” shivers ran all down your body, butterflies abrupting in you. Was your best friend confessing? And did he just really ask to kiss you? You had been waiting for this moment for a long time. “Yeah,” your voice was barely audible. His large hand cradled the side of your face as he leaned in and kissed your lips slowly. Testing the waters, he licked at your bottom lip, sucking on it softly. You moaned quietly into his soft lips, Yangyang took the opportunity to deepen the kiss.

You laid like that for a while, just kissing each other lovingly, hands wandering over his chest. You pushed your front into him, your hips bumping into his hardened dick. He grunted at the contact, “Y/N, please touch me,” his eyes were hooded as he looked at you. Arousal flooded into your panties, your thighs clenching together at his question. “Yangyang,” you cooed at him. “Please, I can’t stop thinking about you and how you feel,” he kissed a spot on your neck. Softly, you pushed his shoulders down on the bed, climbing onto his lap. Your hips ground down on his eliciting a loud moan from his mouth. It felt good, your swollen clit rubbing against your wet underwear. “Y/N, you mean everything to me, and I just couldn’t stand the thought of you being with another person,” he started confessing further. “I know Yangyang,” you leaned down, kissing him, your hands playing in his hair, “I’m sorry I didn’t realize.” You pulled back, yanking your shirt off, exposing your breasts to him. His eyes were hazy as he looked over them, “oh God,” he moaned. You reached down to pull his top off next, “you’re so pretty Yangyang,” you whispered in his ear, biting at his lobe. He mouthed at your boobs, sucking a nipple into his mouth, alternating between the two. “Yangyang,” you gasped as he grazed his teeth over each nipple. “A-are you sure about this?” you looked into his bright eyes. “I’ve never been so sure in my life,” he kissed the sides of your lips.

You slid down his body so you could free him from his sweats, soon noticing he wasn’t wearing boxers. You pulled your panties off, stuffing them in his pant pocket, “so you’ll remember this later.” His dick twitched a little, “trust me, I’ll remember this forever,” he smiled sweetly. Your hand stroked his shaft, and his abs tensed at the sensation flowing through him, “but can you please do something already?” “I am doing something,” you grinned at him. Yangyang whined at you until you finally moved your hips to his, slowly helping him enter you. Your eyes shut instinctively as you took all of him, your hands pressed to his chest while he caressed your sides in a calming motion. “Is this okay?” his sweet voice brought you back to reality. “Yeah,” you kissed his lips, beginning to move up and down. His large hands held onto your hips as he watched you move on him. He was in heaven, years of desperately being in love with his best friend were finally paying off.“Yangyang, I can’t,” you sounded breathless as you spoke. “You’re almost there baby,” he practically moaned every word. He reached down between your bodies to rub your clit, he could tell you were close by the way your walls clenched around him. “I’m gonna cum,” your whole body felt overwhelmed with pleasure as he drew circles on your sensitive bud. “Fuck, Y/N,” your velvety walls sucked him in, tightening as you came all over him, his lap covered in your juices. “Where do you want me to come,” he asked you. “Inside,” you gasped as you felt spurts of his cum pour into you. “Ahh,” he hissed out in sensitivity as you helped him ride his pleasure out. You lay down on his chest, your head right on his heart, his dick still filling you up. “Just stay like this for a minute,” you said quietly as you rest your eyes. “I’ll stay like this forever if that’s what you want,” he sounded so cheesy when he said it. You laughed at him, “I bet you would,” you smirked playfully.

After a few minutes, you finally got up and cleaned off, settling into the soft covers with him. “I really do love you,” he said suddenly. “I love you too Yangyang,” you kissed his cheek gently. “I hope this time… you’re really for me,” your words were hardly above a whisper. Yangyang pulled you closer to him under the covers, “I’ll always be just for you.”

#requested #nct #nct 127 #nct dream #wayv #nct smut #nct 127 smut #nct dream smut #wayv smut #yangyang #liu yangyang #nct yangyang #wayv yangyang #yangyang smut #nct yangyang smut #wayv yangyang smut

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mint-yooxgi · 2 years

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Bro I immediately fell in love with yan!wayv x maid!reader (shouts out to the lovely who sent it in) could we get a pt2 mayhaps???

Anonymous Said: can we have a part 2 for that yan!kings! wayv?

Anonymous Said: can we mayhaps have a pt 2 to the yandere wayv kings drabble?? thank you!

Part One

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As with every day before this one, you were given a simple task: clean the library. Only, what should have been easy, and only have taken you a few hours at most, turned into one of the most difficult assignments you’ve ever had.

Normally, when you go to do your work, you’re by yourself, or joined by other palace servants to help in whatever task you’ve been sent to do that day. Only, today, when you were told you were going to be alone in the library while you worked, you had walked in on not one, but two of your king’s friends sitting by the large bay windows. They had been leaning into each other, voices low so as not to be overheard, but still, the frowns on their faces had made it seem as if they were arguing about something, or rather, someone.

“Your Majesty, Your Highness,” you greet with a bow towards each of them in turn.

King Ten smiles warmly at you as Prince Yangyang moves to stand.

“What brings you to the library today?” Yangyang asks, sounding casual but in reality wanting to keep you here for as long as he can.

You blink, not used to being acknowledged by other royals like this. Well, other than when King Ten and the rest of Kun’s friends visit. They all seem to be the only ones who treat you like a person. It’s just been so long since you’ve last seen them, you’ve forgotten what it feels like.

“Please, do not mind me,” you bow once more. “I will do my best not to disturb you while I clean.”

Ten frowns slightly, “do you ever get time off from your duties?”

“Oh, yes!” You reply politely. “My King give all of his servants ample time to themselves, especially in the evenings.”

There are those words again. Your King. They both scowl.

“Which means you should be able to accompany me for dinner tonight if you have the evening free.” King Xiaojun says, appearing from around the corner of one of the shelves, moving to lean against it in the next moment with his arms crossed casually in front of his chest. “That is, if you’ll join me, of course.”

“Perhaps they would like to accompany me instead,” King Sicheng says, his voice nearly startling you as you turn to see him approaching you from behind. “I was planning on dining in the gardens this evening.”

The smile he sends you is soft, but to the other three, it appears as calculated as his statement. Each of them have done their research on you, of course, and they all know you enjoy spending some of your free time in the gardens. They still haven’t forgiven Prince Lucas for sending you an arrangement of your favourite flowers before they could themselves.

“That does sound lovely,” you hum, and your words have Sicheng’s smile widening, only for it to fall in the next second, “but I'm afraid I'll have to decline Your Majesty’s offers. I must complete my tasks for the day and I'm afraid I will not be finished in time for the evening meals.”

“You mean you’re going to clean right through supper?” Prince Yangyang asks in disbelief.

“It really isn’t good to be skipping meals,” Ten adds with a frown.

“Oh, no!” You’re quick to reassure them all at the concerned looks they throw your way. “The cooks always set aside meals for the staff when they have to work late. One of them will be me, today.”

Just then, you hear the doors to the library open and three sets of footsteps entering the room. As soon as you lock eyes with the king, you bow deeply.

“Your Highnesses. My King.” You straighten as Kun stops a few feet away from you, book held in his hand as both Prince Hendery and Prince Lucas flank him on either side. “I will get started on cleaning the library right away.”

“Were these punks bothering you?” Kun asks, tone teasing to you, but pointed to the other royals in the room. “I cannot have you near my staff if all you’re going to do is bother them as they try to do their jobs.”

“Oh, no, My King,” you shake your head, quick to defend them. “None of Their Majesty’s or Their Highnesses could ever be a bother to me.”

Kun doesn’t fail to miss the way the four males in front of him smirk, and he’d bet everything the other two behind him are as well.

“Alright,” he sighs. “But if they are, tell me and I'll kick them out.”

You bow to him once more, scurrying off in the next moment to begin your task of cleaning the library.

About an hour passes and you manage to to have cleaned a large portion when you finally move back to the main section of the library. All seven royals are still there, sitting around in the lounges. Some converse with one another, while a few read leisurely. You notice both Kun and Ten have a small stack of books resting beside them each.

Setting your attention back onto the task at hand, you don’t even register Hendery approaching you until he’s practically standing right beside you. You jump.

“Your Highness,” you blink at him with wide eyes, “you startled me.”

“My apologies,” Prince Hendery chuckles.

“Stop terrorizing my staff,” Kun chastises from the lounge he’s currently sitting on.

Hendery simply rolls his eyes, making you chuckle. Of course, he can feel the six sets of eyes glaring holes into his back at this fact, but the smugness he feels at being able to make you laugh is worth it every time.

Acting casual, Hendery pretends to browse some of the titles in front of him. Of course, he’s not going to let you know the real reason he came over was to talk to you, and be near you, even though the others can tell that that was exactly his intention. They only wish they had been quick enough to do so themselves.

Trailing a finger along the shelf, Hendery hums. “You clean exceptionally well.”

“I should hope so,” you huff out a breath through your nose as you reply without thinking, “that’s my job.”

The library, which had been silent before, now fills with a deadly tension, as if the fall of a pin could set off a catastrophe at any moment. You can feel all eyes on you now, and you straighten.

You clear your throat, “I mean-”

Before you can even rush out an apology for talking back to the prince, you hear three sets of laughter erupt from behind you. Turning around, you see both King Ten and Prince Yangyang doubled over in their seats while King Xiaojun throws his head back in his. Even King Kun cannot seem to fight the way his lips curve upwards at your response.

“I meant,” Hendery flushes, “you always do an extraordinary job.”

You avert your gaze to the floor, embarrassment causing your voice to come out smaller than you intend. “Thank you, Your Highness.”

Hendery smiles, but before he can say anything, Prince Lucas is beating him to it.

“Really, you are incredible,” he adds. “It’s been, what? An hour and you’re already halfway done?”

“I wouldn’t say that,” your face heats, shifting slightly in your spot.

“Really, my own staff could learn a thing or two from you,” Ten adds.

“Agreed.” Yangyang hums.

“You should come work for me, instead.” Xiaojun voices casually, turning a page in his book. His words, which sound like a playful quip to you, couldn’t be more pointed towards the other six.

“I think they are quite happy where they are right now,” Kun chimes in, not even raising his gaze from the book in his hands.

“I think they can speak for themselves,” Sicheng smiles, again, kindly at you, calculated towards the others.

“My King is right,” you nod in confirmation. “I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else.”

Your words make Kun’s heart absolutely soar in his chest, a bashful smile taking over his features as the other six turn to shoot him looks of either disbelief, or glare at him.

“Why does he make you refer to him like that?” Yangyang asks the question on all of their minds.

“Like what, Your Highness?” You tilt your head slightly in curiosity.

“We’ve never once heard you address him as ‘Your Majesty’, or anything else,” Lucas says casually, even though he (and the other five) are hanging onto every word.

“Are you asking me why I refer to My King as ‘My King’?” Your brow furrows, and Ten nearly scoffs at the question you pose.

Well, when you put it like that...

“Yes,” Hendery confirms with a nod. “We're just curious, is all.”

Looking towards Kun, you meet his gaze which is suddenly on you as he peers over the top of his book. Subtly, he nods his head, as if encouraging you to answer.

So you do.

“Because that’s what he is.” You reply simply. “He is My King.”

Xiaojun’s eyes narrow, having noticed this small interaction between the both of you. He scoffs. “A king who not only forces you to address him as such, but who needs to give you permission to speak as well.”

Kun’s eyes narrow at King Xiaojun across from him.

“If you were to come live with me, you’d never have to abide by those types of stupid rules again,” Ten voices, and all heads, including your own, turn to look at him. “You could address whoever, however you wanted. You could speak your mind freely without having to seek permission to do so.”

At this, Kun slams his book closed, but your voice halts him in his tracks, calming the storm raging just beneath the surface of his skin.

“You all think I refer to him as ‘My King’ because he makes me do so? That I need his permission to speak my mind?” The disbelief in your tone has them blinking in surprise at you.

“Then why do you do such things if he does not command you to do so?” Sicheng could not be more confused as he meets your gaze.

“Why?” You reply, incredulously, and your next words have Kun’s chest swelling with pride while the others look on with envy clear in their gazes. “Because I respect him.”

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