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joonggphilia · 5 months

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Pairing: Dom! Top! Lee Jeno x Sub! Bttm! Mreader Genre: Smut Cw: IdolxFan, corruption, semi-public, degradation, katoptronophilia A/n: I actually really enjoyed writing this. This fic has part 2 potential <3

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You were a sweating, crying, and a moaning mess, pressed up against a mirror in his dressing room. Whose room one may ask? None other than Lee Jeno’s. How did you get yourself here, let’s rewind————Tonight was the Nct Dream concert you had managed front row tickets to, crazy! You absolutely adored them, especially Jeno. You got to the venue early so that there wasn’t a crowd to push through. You were so early you happened to bump into a certain someone, leaving the restroom. “I’m so sorry, didn’t mean to- OH!” You looked up to make eye contact with Jeno. Jeno of all people. “No it’s really ok! That was my bad. You know the show doesn’t start in another hour?” Jeno questioned, placing his hands on his hips. “I do, I just wanted to miss the crowd.” You breathed, awkwardly scratching your neck. He found this cute. He found you cute. The way you twiddled your fingers as he loomed over you. It sounded so bad, but he wanted to corrupt you or take advantage of you. Jeno considered himself a kind man, but god were your innocent eyes driving him crazy. “Hey, since your so early wanna help me out. I’m kind stressed and I need some help prepping for this concert.” Jeno blurted, half-truthfully. “M-me? I don’t know how I could possibly help you.” You panicked, feeling guilty for practically turning him down. “Cmon, I really need it. Please?” The taller plead. “Ok, whatever you need, I’ll help!” You chirped, changing your tone. Perfect. Back to the current situation———“Cmon whore, you can take me a little further! I’m not even trying yet.” Jeno grunted, as he pushed his cock deeper into your gapping hole. “O-of Course! I w-want your k-kids, pl-please!” You moaned, the sight of yourself in the mirror taking a hit to your pride, yet turning you on all at once. “Anything for a whore like you.” He hummed, thrusting up and finally hitting the spot. “OH JENO!” You screamed, your body twitching and squirming at the sensation. “Quiet down pretty boy! If you wanna be my dedicated whore, you can’t ruin my reputation.” Jeno whisper-yelled into your ear. He kept the pace of his thrusts while he moved his mouth down to your neck, leaving beautiful purple marks in his path. “You’re gonna go out into that crowed all marked and bred by me, hm? Risky, but not surprising for a slut.” He degraded, slithering his hands around to stroke your throbbing dick. “Your slut.” You mumbled, throwing your head back against his shoulder and kissing his cheek. “Yeahhhh, my slut.” Jeno agreed, Turning his head to sloppily make out with you. The overstimulation of his cock, hands, and mouth were sending you over the edge. Your mind began to blur, changing all your words to a mantra of Jeno’s name. “That’s my whore. I’m Lee Jeno, your idol.” He spat, thrusting up harder and pumping his hands faster. “J-JENO! I-IM CUMMING!” You shouted, your orgasm hitting you like a train, shooting cum all over the mirror in front of you. “All pretty in the mirror for me whore. We are gonna do this again!” Jeno grunted, as his last strong thrust brought him to his release, painting your insides white. “Now you’ve got my kids. That’ll be bad for my reputation if anyone finds out, pretty boy. You keep quiet and maybe you’ll see me again.” Jeno hummed, pulling out and cleaning himself off. “Can I? I like you a lot, Jeno!” You asked, dabbing sweat from your body. “Yeah sure, now you better go get those seats.” Jeno whispered in your ear, before nudging you towards the door. You hid your face as you opened the door to walk out, but not without bumping into someone who was on the way in. “Sorry!” You squeaked, before running down the hall. Renjun watched your figure disappear down the hallway. “What about your rep, Jeno!? Didn’t know someone like you would stoop to fucking fans in your dressing room. You better get serious with him, don’t break his heart.” Renjun scolded, with a stressed scoff. “Don’t worry, we agreed on something. I think he’s a keeper anyway!”

#lee jeno #smut #bottom male reader #jeno x male reader #nct dream smut #jeno x reader #nct x reader #nct x male reader #nct dream x reader #kpop x male reader

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bangchanbabygurl · 9 months

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Silent Cry| 04: State Lines

Genre: Romance/Fluff/Smut/IdolxFan

Warnings: Explicit language, mature themes, mentions of depression, suicide, self-harm, mentions of abuse, alcohol abuse, drug abuse, toxicity, sex scenes, and mention of SA.

Member: Chan

Word Count: 1,386

Am I Bang Chan’s stylist? I thought they were assigning me to a girl group. This wasn't what I signed up for; I mean, I have skills in the cosmetics field and clothing, but I have a degree in business and management. So how did I end up as a stylist?

A sigh escaped my lips as I lay in bed looking up at the ceiling; my phone began to ring. I picked it up and looked at the screen; Mom was calling. I haven't spoken to her since my argument before boarding the plane. I answered, “Hola Mama,” I said with a forced smile. Judging from the tone of her voice, she was annoyed and frustrated. I felt my heart sting at the mention of financial issues. I bit my lip, “I understand, mama, te voy llama en tres dias, and we’ll figure it out.” I said, holding back the tears and swallowing the lump in my throat.

The line went dead as I sat down on the mattress, feeling the familiar heavyweight fall on my shoulders, tears came pouring down, and soft sobs escaped my lips. I came here for a new beginning in life but I was wrong.

I wiped away the tears as I continued preparing for my first day of work as a stylist for a Kpop idol. I decided to wear something casual and simple, a black cherry skirt that reached midway to my ankles. With a beige turtle neck and the new coat I had bought, I removed the hairband letting my curls breathe. I grabbed my bag and phone before leaving the room, “Okay, I’ll see you later. I’ll call you if anything happens.” I said, looking at Andy and Jinyoung as they sat on the living room floor eating black bean noodles. They smiled, “Be safe and good luck,” They said as I walked out of the apartment.

I slipped on my classic black ‘librarian shoes,’ as Andy calls them. I walk to the elevator; I wait patiently for it. I pull out the book from my bag as the elevator doors open; a soft sigh left my lips as I stepped in. Pressing the lobby floor button, I look at the time on my phone screen; it’s still early. Stopping by for coffee shouldn't hurt anyone.

I took a cab to the JYP Entertainment building; I felt like a nerve-wracking mess. I paid and thanked the driver before getting out of the cab. I inhaled the salted caramel smell of the latte and took a sip before walking inside the building. So many people were in the lobby, some working and some in the waiting area. I walked over to Manager Kim as she stood by the front desk talking to one of the receptionists, “Good morning Lexi, you’re right on time.” She turned to me with a smile. I returned the smile, “Good morning Manager Kim, so how—how will things work?” I asked as I followed her to the elevators.

“You’ll need your badge and keys first; things will be straightforward and easy for you as a stylist. Especially for Bahng Chan, who’s well-mannered and very talkative. So he shouldn't give you a hard time,” Manager Kim said with a smile as we got off on the second floor. We entered an office-like room, “We just need a picture for your badge.” Manager Kim said grabbing the camera. I gulped and nodded with a forced smile, “Pic-picture? Right okay,” I said setting my bookbag and coffee on the table. I fixed my hair and the collar of my coat, “Just stand here in front of the blue wall.” Manager Kim said.

I rubbed my nervous palms on my coat and faced Manager Kim and the camera; I hadn't taken a picture since my nineteenth birthday. I stood where she had told me to stand and did my best to keep the smile on my lips, “Okay, one more,” Manage Kim said as the flash reappeared. Manager Kim walked over to the desk and typed away on the laptop; I grabbed my bookbag and coffee. I finished drinking my coffee as Manager Kim got the company’s badge ready.

I tossed the empty cup into the trash bin as Manager Kim handed me the badge, JYP STAFF: Stylist LEVEL: 3 Lexi Navarro. I let the ID hang around my neck as I follow Manager Kim out of the office. “I just texted you your schedule and a list of rules, including the dress code policy.” Manager Kim said as we entered the elevator again; we went up two floors. I bite my lip while following her and trying to get familiar with the building.

“Now, are you ready to meet the members again?” Manager Kim asked as she entered a practice room; I took a deep breath before entering. “Good morning Manager Kim.” They said. I gave them all a nervous smile and bowed to them, “Everyone, this is Lexi Navarro which I’m sure you’ve already met; she’s our new stylist.” Manager Kim said. I gulped and looked at the group, “Annyeong, I’ll promise to work hard and ensure everything is perfect.” I said. Felix smiles, “I'll let you all try to get to know her and let her know how things will be while in the dance practice videos.” Manager Kim said, leaving the room; more JYP staff entered.

I look at Felix and Seungmin, “Lexi, what a surprised.” Seungmin said with a faint smile. I nodded, “Y…yeah, it surprises me too.” I said. Felix chuckles, “So you're the new girl living next door with Andy?” Changbin was the buff and teddy bear of Stray Kids. I let a nervous laugh leave my lips, “Yeah, I am.” I said. The staff set up the camera work; I saw another Stylist walk in. “Lexi?” She asked. I nodded, “Annyeong, I’m Nora Bae, one of the stylists…Felix’s stylist.” She said with a smile as we shook hands. “Ah, I see; I’m Lexi Navarro Chan’s stylist,” I said; it felt strange saying that.

Nora was lovely and kind enough to show me the room for the stylist and helped me get a makeup case ready for today. I placed my black coat and bag on my assigned desk and grabbed my phone before following Nora out of the Stylist's room. “Nervous?” Nora asked with a smile; I nodded. “Yeah…a lot,” I said. She chuckles. “That’s normal; it’ll wear off soon,” Nora said as we entered the practice room. There were six other stylists now; I gripped the makeup bag. I let a soft sigh fall past my lips as I walked to Bang Chan, “Annyeong, I…I’m your stylist.”I stuttered I felt embarrassed. Bang Chan smiles and lets out a chuckle, “Annyeong Lexi…” He said. I gave him a faint smile.

Nora explained today’s look was simple, since the dance practice video is for their song Case 143. I applied the slightest amount of foundation on Chan’s face; I didn't want to whitewash anything on his complexion. “Did you already applied foundation on his face?” Nora asked, confused; I looked at her and nodded. “I did, but I don't want to add too much since that could cause his complex to look very cakey,” I said and continued to add a little bit of contour and concealer; I grabbed the powder brush and patted gently. And little by little, I applied setting powder to his face. I moved on to his eyes, the concept of their song Case 143 was somewhat romantic so sticking to the colors peach and soft pink was an option.

I added a small amount of shimmer to his eyelids; I decided to add a smokey look as eyeliner. A nude pink lip tint should be perfect for his lip shape and tone; I grabbed the lip brush. I felt nervous as my eyes concentrated on his heart-plump-shaped lips; I applied a little amount of the tint to his lips. “He truly has the prettiest lips ever.” I finished, “Thank you, do I have the prettiest lips?” He asked with a shy smile. I look at him, embarrassed that I said that out loud. “Yes, no problem,” I said, walking away; Lexi, you idiot.

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chaoshoranghae · 10 months

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Dreamies during a drama 🫶

Broken melodies gifs <3

Mark,

He would happen to walk into the living room where ur watching a kdrama and would get invested easily

Completely distracting him from whatever he was previously doing

hides his blushing face behind a pillow

gets to the kiss scene and he's cheering

he would try to copy a scene but gets too giggly

would enjoy music based/ secret dating dramas

"Dude like that is us"

Might get a little lost in the political if watching

Would have to explain it or just skip over it

Friends to lovers troupe, or like idolxfan, slowburn

I love this move it's so cool to me

Renjun,

he would scold you for talking/interrupting his drama time

do not interrupt his drama time

would recommend good dramas<3

would base them off of what troupes you like and which ones you've seen and enjoyed in the past

would point out the unrealistic aspects of it

Likes the law or crime dramas

Enjoyable tho, being able to rant to each other about it

Ur guys traditions on like a Friday night yk, cozy under a big blanket with tea and snacks to watch the drama

you would do the kabedon to him jokingly and bro flips it around and takes control

Academic rivals? debate team rivals to lovers? Medium pace yk not as oblivious as mark but the pacing

Haechan

Would bully you about watching it

" I could do better then that" "really? Then do it" as then he recreates a scene from the drama

Gets jealous when you spend all night watching the drama instead of paying attention to him

But also is 100% invested in it

gets mad if you watched an episode without him

wants to see some real drama happens, complains about the tight lipped kisses

Saying he could kiss better

action dramas 100%

If you find a move cool in the show or blush bro would copy it and do it to you all the time

Gets to find out what you like thru them and makes a little list

def thinks about all the things he could be doing to you or replaces fl with you instead

Enemies to lovers <3 fast pace 😭 bro would shut her up in the middle of a debate by kissing her or smth like chapter 3

#nct #nct dream #nct haechan #nct renjun #haechan #nct drabbles #mark #marklee #leemark #renjun #huang renjun #lee donghyuck #lee haechan

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403tarot · 7 months

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Feedback: IdolxFan Reading🖤

Hiii, Queen👸🏻

Thank you so much for your time and energy, twas honestly such a fun and heartwarming reading💗 You’re always such a sweetheart!🥺

I for one, did not expect him or the reading to be like that HAHAHAHA it really resonated with me specially when you mentioned that I have doubts about his personality as shown in public 😂 cause Girrrrl, I really do! 🫠

We can only imagine how bad the fights would be cause I’d be nice to people and it’d bother him🤭 but then the NSFW part tho!?!! I… just🔥🥵woah!

Also the patience I have in relationships really does surprise me at times 🫠 twas like you read about how I am in my current one rn 😂

It’s truly amazing how you read energies so accurate, it still gives me goosebumps😳 You’re one of my favorite readers here, and having this reading with you is sooooo worth it!! 💯❤️

1000000000/10000000 would recommend 🙇🏻‍♀️💯🔥

I hope you’re getting enough rest despite how busy you are rn, take care always!! 🤗💗

you know i love to take readings for you, right? 🥺 thank you for trusting me again and having patience with this dumb duck. anything you need just send me a dm if you think i can help 🤞🙃

#feedbacks 🦆#— duckie notes ⪩♡⪨

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bini-chan99 · 1 year

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Jongho Smut Part 2

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whatabaechu · 3 years

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🐣 Rules 🐣

currently:

aesthetic ships: closed

selca ships: closed

bts requests: open

☆ request only when ships are open, otherwise they will be not be considered and will be deleted ☆

🦄aesthetic ships🦄

- send in 2-3 selcas of yourself that you want to be used in the aesthetic moodboard ( so your selcas will not be private )

• also send in the idol you want to be shipped with

• send in a color or style preference if you have one, otherwise I will choose one for you

• if you want it to be a certain size, send in dimensions. (like if you want it as a phone wallpaper or an icon)

• a small watermark will be put- but it won't obstruct anything. this is just to know if it's being reposted.

• 1 group maximum

- if you don't want your selcas to be posted, send in 2 idols (instead of just 1) that you want an aesthetic moodboard for (same rules as above)

💌selca ships💌

- this will be private (your selcas will not be seen)

• send 2-3 selcas of yourself

• optional: you can also send a description of yourself, request a song or a date (for only 1 group)

• 4 groups maximum

💜bts requests💜

- i'm doing only bts requests at the moment as I don't know other kpop group in depth and I can't write about them very well or they won't be accurate.

• you can request mtl, imagines (no smut please), headcannons and reactions

• you can request gg x bts imagines but NOT romantic ones

▪︎ can request: gg pranking bts, gg and bts collab etc.

▪︎can't request: gg x bts blind date, gg and bts play 7 mins in heaven etc.

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sweetdandere · 6 years

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DC Story: DaeChan Couple Story - DC Story - Don't Take It Serious (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/Amxblm7WFP Kira-kira bagaimana kisah kehidupan cinta antara fangirl dan idolanya? Apakah menyenangkan seperti yang orang-orang pikir? Atau malah sebaliknya? Sekumpulan cerita tentang kehidupan cinta Shin Mi Chan bersama pacarnya yang seorang idol dari boyband ternama BIGBANG, Kang Daesung.

#bigbang #daesung #fanfiction #idolxfan #kangdaesung #korea #oc #fiksi-penggemar #books #wattpad #amreading

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ughsimpp · 2 years

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Unexpected Call

wc: 2.5k

genre: smut

paring: jongho x f!reader

disclaimer: idolxfan story, flirty jongho, dirty talking, phone sex, facetime call, soft!dom jongho,

[ DO NOT REPOST!!! ]

honestly not my best work 🙃🙃🙃

masterlist

you never been to a fansign before and today was the day to change that. it was your chance to see choi jongho, your ult. bias. of course you loved all 8 members but jongho was your favorite. he was different and kinda stood out a lot to you. the way his voice hits differently and how passionate he can be about his job, how he cared a lot about his members and fans. let’s not forgot how fine he can be.

jongho was the last member to meet down the row. you brushed your hair to the side and handed him a little gift that you prepared for all the members but for jongho you secretly wrote your number in the letter as a joke and didn’t think much of it. jongho looked through the gift and was happy and thankful that you got him something, even if the gift was something small, he still appreciated it. he read through the letter and smiled. a little smirk crept on his lips.

“you know, you should never give your number away like that.”

“i’m not worried about that.”

“really? you know, I am a man...what if I call you randomly at the night?”

“then we’ll have to see what happens then.”

“no promises beautiful.”

jongho calling you ‘beautiful’ caught you off guard. you blushed and looked away as he let out a cute giggle. soon your turn was over, you waved goodbye to and left the stage. the fansign went on for another hour as the group said their goodbyes and waved to the crowd. you look at jongho and waved happily as you were happy to meet him in person. he made eye contact with you an winked at you. your inner fan girl freaked out as he gave you a wink.

you headed home after picking up dinner from a nearby shop. you finished dinner and got ready for bed. you scroll through your twitter feed and saw many pictures from the fansign and of course you saved all of them to your phone. it was past midnight as you were just about sleep until you received a phone call. you wondered who would be calling you this late at night. you hesitated to pick up since it was an unknown number.

“hello?”

“hi, y/n?”

you immediately knew who that angelic voice belonged to. you began to freak out and honestly couldn’t believe that he actually called you. you did say that it was just a joke and expect him to take it seriously.

“j-jongho? is this really you?”

“mhm it is me.”

“oh my gosh...I-i wasn’t expecting you to actually call me...”

“yea well I did say no promises.”

your heart couldn’t stop thumping as you had nothing else to speak out on, you were still flustered and shock that you were actually on the phone with the Choi Jongho.

“so why did you call me?”

“I’m gonna be honest and say that after you left, I couldn’t stop think about you. At first, it was just going to a fansign and meet our fans but you, you stood out differently. you brought a brighter smile to my face and you made my eyes spark up with your smile, that sense of humor, your laugh, and just how beautiful you are. everything about you was perfect and I knew I had to talk to you again.”

“I’m flattered Jongho but are you not tried? I mean i’m pretty sure you had a busy schedule before the fan sign.”

“never tried when I’m speaking to a beautiful girl like you.”

that was the 3rd time he called you ‘beautiful’. you’re heart couldn’t stop beating so fast that you had to take a breather. you knew that Jongho can be a smooth talker but when it’s actually happening to you, damn, it made you feel butterflies.

you and Jongho continued talking for hours and hours that caused you both to fall asleep on each other. waking up around 6am due to having morning classes you looked a your phone and saw that both of you never hanged up. you smiled and decided to end the call on your end after whispering ’good morning Jongho’, hoping that he was asleep still and that he didn’t actually hear that.

you felt like you gotten to know Jongho a bit more than what he normally shows through tv shows and interviews. he’s seriously the sweetest man you ever talked to that was opened minded and truly spoke as himself.

you got ready for class as you drove around the campus grounds to find a parking spot. making it 4 mins til class starts, you sat by your friends and waited for your professor.

college is a pain but all the experiences you get to have of attending your dream school was never boring. throughout the whole day, your friends pointed out that you’ve seemed happier as if something good happened in your life. *which is true bc you talked on the phone with your bias but you’re not gonna tell them that* so you just lied to that you got a raise at work or something and they bought it.

after a long day, you headed home and rested. your feet were sore as well was your head from learning a lot of new materials in class. you made ramen and ate some side dishes you had leftover and watched some ateez videos. you never got bored from rewatching ateez old content.

suddenly your phone went off as you view the contact id that was calling you. it was Jongho. your mind went blank that he was calling you again. you took a breather and answered the call.

“hello?”

“hey, it’s me again.“

”mhm I can see that. so you’re calling me again?”

”yes because I enjoyed our conversation last night and I wanted to call you again if that’s okay.”

“of course it’s okay, I enjoy talking to you. not just because your my bias or anything but because talking to you makes me see on what kind of person you really are and it makes me feel i dunno, special...”

“special? well i’m happy your feel that way. kinda cute too.”

you immediately blushed at his comment, i mean who wouldn’t? luckily it was just on a voice call and not facetime or else he could see how flustered you were. you heard Jongho cleared his throat before speaking.

“y/n...I was wondering and only if you’re okay with this, but can we face time? I wanna see your face..”

your heart immediately dropped when he mentioned about facetiming each other. of course you wanted too but at the same time you didn’t. it was quiet since you didn’t give him an answer right away.

“ah sorry. never mind on what I said. let’s just talk about something-.”

“‘no, it’s fine....sorry I was just surprised that you wanted to facetime...but uh we can if you’re still up for it...”

you said as you heard a light chuckle from Jongho.

“okay, I’ll call you in a bit here.”

he ended the call as you waited for him to call you through facetime. 4 mins later you saw your phone ring again. you quickly fixed yourself and tried to look decent as you waited for the 3rd ring to finally pick up. you answered as the screen only showed the ceiling.

“hello?”

in your head, you probably thought it was just a fake call and it wasn’t Jongho after all. you were about to end the call until the phone shifted and there you saw Jongho. He shot his cute gummy smile at you as you freaked out. He was so cute and good looking that you almost cursed.

“hi. you look just as cute when I first saw you.”

literally dying inside. he was wearing a simple plain white shirt and was barefaced. how much finer can this man get?

“ah and sorry, I was kicking out Yeosang and Wooyoung out the room so we can be alone at least.”

“haha it’s okay...”

you literally didn’t know what to say. maybe it was because you were facetiming this time than just hearing his voice on call. you thought about what to say and hoped that nothing too embarrassing will come out. you just sat there and looked at him as nothing came to mind.

“are you okay? you seemed nervous.”

“ah...well yes I am...it’s just, i can’t believe that we’re facetiming. you look good by the way...very handsome.”

“ah really? do you mean that?”

“of course I do!! I would never lie and say something I don’t mean.”

“mhm cute.”

you both laughed as he starred at you with an awe. you saw how he was looking at you and smiled at him. you set that phone on your table as you reached over to grab your water bottle. you didn’t noticed but your blanket slid down as it revealed what you were wearing. you wore a basic tank top with booty shorts. Jonghos eyes widen as he saw how you leaned forward which gave him a decent view of the girls.

“oh...y/n uhm...you.”

“mhm?”

you looked down and saw that your chest was exposed. you looked up and saw his cheeks began to turn pink. you gasped and quickly covered yourself with the blanket and covered your face from embarrassment.

“I’m sorry and I mean it!! So sorry, i-it was an accident and I didn’t know-.”

“y/n....it’s fine. No need to apologize, I...I liked it...”

your eyes widen that he said he ‘liked’ the view you gave him. you honestly didn’t know how to reply. you heard him laugh through the phone and looked at you.

“I know you weren’t trying to seduce me, it was just on accident of course....unless you were trying to. It worked.”

“sorry, really I didn’t mean to-wait what?”

“I’m just being honest. I mean you’re funny, cute and also pretty sexy too. So of course I would like it.”

his cheeks turned pink as he said that and tried to laugh it off.

“really? you think i’m sexy?”

“not just sexy! mhm let’s just say you’re what everyman wants.”

you laughed at how flustered he was. he covered his face with a nearby pillow and fell backwards.

“It’s okay though, I mean everyone is attracted to something of the opposite gender. and I know, my girls are pretty nice.”

you smirked and laughed. as you were slightly dying from making Jongho flustered, you didn’t noticed how he was starting at you. Jongho looked at you with a sly smirk.

“what about you? do you find anything attractive about me?”

you were taken back and laughed awkwardly.

“I uhhh, i find you very smart, kind and even though you have that tough oppa look, you are a sweet person.”

he looked at you in an awe

“what else? tell me I’m kinda curious now. like physically."

"physically? you’re handsome of course. uhm I love your eyes, smile, how strong you are...your hands because they look pretty and your...thighs.."

you couldn't believe you mentioned his thighs. ugh you can die from embarrassment right there.

"you fine my thighs...attractive?"

Jongho began teasing you which made you even more flustered. you glanced at him once more and softly nodded.

"really? never thought I'll meet someone who find my thighs attractive."

he started laughing as he saw you look away.

"stop teasing...I didn't mean to blurt that out.'

"okay okay I'll stop for now, but you’re just so fun to tease.”

“I bet you said that you other girls before...”

“no actually, you’re the first.”

“I am?”

he nodded his head and smirked at you,

“what makes ‘teasing me’ so fun?”

“mhm, just way you get flustered over the smallest thing. it’s cute and i don’t know...it’s makes me wanna tease you more.”

“Jongho...”

“I just gonna say this but fuck, I would anything right now to be next to you. to see you struggle underneath me and see that cute face of your up close, have you beg my name and tell me what you want and how you like it.”

at this point, something triggered inside you and Jongho to become lustful for one another. you wanted him, and he wanted you. the way Jongho was with his words and how he said them, made you feel something more than butterflies in your stomach.

“Jongho....can we?”

Jongho smirked happily, he knew what you meant and angled the phone in a better position as you were able to see all of him. you set your phone up better as you got in a comfortable position.

“tell me what you want.”

his voice got deeper as you felt chills go down your body. you slowly slid your hand down your shorts and began playing with yourself. soft moans escaped your mouth as you wish you had something better than your fingers.

“Jongho...I wish you were here to play with me..”

“oh yea? what would you want me to do?"

"I want you to play with me, tease me, touch me and fu-fuck me."

your moans gotten louder as you fastened your pace. you can hear Jongho soft groans through the phone as you saw him pumping his cock at a slow pace. you honestly never thought you would be doing this with him, but damn it was a beautiful sight. the angel of the phone showed his cock beautifully. you groped your breast as you felt your high come closer.

"oh mhm Jongho...I'm close.."

your voice hitched as you felt a tight feeling in your stomach.

"cum for me then, show me that pretty face of yours and cum for me."

your head was thrown back as you felt that sensation go through your body. soft moans escaped your mouth as you bit down you lip to not be so loud. you continue to touch yourself as you came down from your high.

you heard Jongho moan through the phone. his moans sounded so pretty that you began to feel wet again. you heard him softly say your name as his cum leaked from his tip, oozing over his hand.

“fuck...”

you smiled at him and positioned yourself closer to the phone. he smiled back and laughed.

“well this was an experience...”

“totally worth it though.”

you laughed at him as he cleaned himself up

“really?”

you nodded and looked at him, this time he had a slight afterglow on his face and definitely looked hotter.

“if we keep this up, I might end up at your place for real.”

you sat back and spread your legs for him to see.

“it better be soon then, I’ll be waiting.”

Jongho chuckled, he was slightly joking but what you did and said made him cock his brow. biting his bottom lip and looked at you lustfully.

“oh fuck...send me the address, I’ll be there in 5.”

#ateez #atiny #jongho #choi jongho #jongho smut #ateez imagines #ateez masterlist #ateez hard stans #ughsimpp

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blizzardfluffykpop · 4 years

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Polaroid

Summary: Changing out the photocard in the back of your phone is a lot easier when you’re dating a member.

Cha Eunwoo x Reader

Idol X Fan

Requested by: Anon : Omg! I saw you're taking requests! Could you write a fluff story with Cha Eunwoo?? I'm bad at requesting but maybe a cute IdolxFan story where you're already dating? Thank you thank you thank you!!! I've read other stories you've written and they're so good!!! You're sooooo good!!!

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I’ve been dating Astro’s Eunwoo for about seven months now. Two months ago Dispatch caught us behind the Fantagio Entertainment building. When I gave him a peck before he went into work. Arohas went wild for our relationship. Exclaiming how their baby Eunwoo grew up. On Vlives, they would ask him about me, and I thought it was so cute. He has me come onto Vlives once and while so I can answer questions with him. My favorite question has to be, “How did you two get together?” I always giggle, “Well,... I’ve been friends with Sanha for about five years now, he brought me over to the dorm about three years ago. I immediately fell for Eunwoo, but I didn’t know how to tell him. I worked up the courage to tell him as we went out on platonic dates to get to know each other. When I got the courage I asked, ‘Would you want to be more than friends?’ He turned so red and grabbed my hand and agreed.” I grin and kiss his cheek, “Sanha always brags that he’s the one that got us together so he deserves a little credit.”

With the release of Astro’s comeback, I’ve been going buck wild, streaming their songs on every platform I can. Although I could receive an album for free, I always go out and buy them to support my boyfriend and his group. I open it excitedly flipping through and find that I only got photocards with Jinjin and Sanha. I pout, I can’t change the photocard in my phone case. I guess I’ll ask for one because I got to have a new one of my baby. I rush into the company waving at the secretary who waves me off as I run into the studio. Where Eunwoo is messing around on the piano, I wrap my arms around his waist, “Hey, Baby.” He turns his head to look back at me, “Hmm?” I pout and sit next to him on the bench, “I didn’t get your photocard…” He gasps, “No,...” I nod, “Now I can’t change my photocard in the back of my phone.”

He pouts as well, “Well I may have a more personal way to change that,...” I tilt my head in question as I sit down on the bench next to him. “How?” He grins and reaches down and digs in his bag. Pulling out a polaroid camera, “Would this work?” I kiss his cheek, “Yeah!” He grins and puts his arms around my waist and kisses my cheek this time and clicks the camera. The polaroid comes out and he pulls it the rest of the way out. Holding me close to him still, he shakes it as the image slowly appears. He grins, “How about that for a new photocard?” My heart melts as he hands it to me.

I carefully pick up the camera, “It’d be only fair if you had a matching one!” He laughs and I kiss his cheek turning in his hold, as I capture the moment. Pulling it out of the camera I shake it watching the picture appear. We quickly pull out our phones and peel off the case. I slide the old photocard out and replace it with the polaroid. “I love this a whole lot more.” He grins, “I had a feeling you would, I do too.” I kiss his forehead, as I push the cover back over my phone. “Can we do this for each comeback?” He nods, “Of course, we can take more right now if you want.” I grin, as he places his fingers back down onto the piano and I take a picture of him playing. “These are going on my wall” As I take more of him and I being dorky together.

“I’m gonna have to buy you a new film cartridge.” I tell him, he laughs, “Alright, but I’m holding you to it, Baby.” He rubs his nose against mine as I take the final polaroid. He takes the last one and places it in his pile. “Wanna trade?” I shake my head and laugh, “I’ve got the real deal right in front of me.” I pull him into me and kiss his cheek. “I love you, Cha Eunwoo.” He kisses my nose, “I love you, (L/n) (Y/n).”

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joonggphilia · 5 months

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Hi there can I request a Dom top jeno x sub male reader where jeno essentially corrupts the reader into his own personal whore the reader loves everything jeno does to him especially breeding, degradation and fucking him in front of a mirror could it also be a idolxfan au

Ofc anon! Y’all got me writing the craziest shit, but it’s ok I’m loving it 😈

#Aces-Asks

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bangchanbabygurl · 10 months

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Silent Cry |03: Sweet Boy

Genre: Romance/Angst/Fluff/Smut/Idolxfan

Warnings: Explicit language, mature themes, mentions of depression, suicide, self-harm, mentions of abuse, alcohol abuse, drug abuse, toxicity, sex scenes, and mention of SA.

Member: Chan

Word Count: 1087 words

I look at my reflection one last time before walking out of the room to see Andy waiting patiently, “You ready for your interview?” He asked. I let a small sigh leave my lips as I nodded, “All set,” I said as we walked out of the apartment. I memorized some of the guys names from next door; Felix, the ray of sunshine, walked out of the apartment. “Oh, good morning Lexi,” Felix said with a smile. I smiled at him and waved, “Good morning Felix,” I said with a small smile.

I was nervous for the interview, and I hope my nerves weren't showing. “Morning Andy, are you two off to wander the city?” Felix asked as we all walked to the elevator. Andy smiles as he places a hand on my shoulder, “Lexi here has a big interview for a job posting in the city.” Andy said; Felix smiled and clapped lightly. “Congratulations Lexi, I’ll be cheering for you. Fighting!” Felix exclaimed with a fist; Andy and I let out small giggles. “gamsahabnida,” I said with a shy smile. I’ve been teaching myself Korean ever since I stumbled into a bookstore nearby. I was able to find some helpful books that will help me understand and speak Korean. Felix smiles with a small nod.

The elevator doors open, “See you around, neighbors.” Felix said, leaving first. Andy and I glanced at each other and walked out of the elevator. “Well, that was some encounter,” Andy said with a smile, “You know, I read and heard that Felix was polite and sweet; I didn't expect to experience it myself,” Andy said. I looked at him confused but shrugged it off as we left the apartment complex.

Andy hands me a card; I look at the design. “What’s this?” I asked, looking at him. Andy smiles as we wait for the bus. “That is a bus card; you can use it whenever.” He said; I nodded my head in amusement. “Okay, first things first, once I start to work, you and I will have to buy a car,” I said. Andy laughs and pinches my cheek, “You are so cute when you start to make plans that probably won't happen 1. Cars are fucking expensive, 2. We don't need well. I don't need a car, love. I'm happy riding the bus; it's more convenient for me.” He said. I sighed and nodded, “Now can we talk about your outfit real quick,” Andy said with a smirk.

I was merely wearing black cargo pants with a dark grey long-sleeve and All-Star Converse with my new favorite black coat. “What's wrong with my outfit?” I asked. Andy shakes his head. “You look stunning like mouth watery stunning,” He said with a smirk, “I still can't believe you landed an interview with Mr. Park. Like what the fuck,” Andy said as we entered the bus. I let a chuckle escape my lips. I grip my bookbag as we sit in the middle aisle next to a group of high school teens. I bite my bottom lip as I anxiously wait for the ride to come to a stop.

The bus ride was 30 minutes from the apartment complex to this big-looking building; I let out a small breath as I followed Andy into the lobby. “gusmoning JYP enteoteinmeonteue osin geos-eul hwan-yeonghabnida.” A woman in her mid-thirties said with a smile, Andy and I bow with a smile. “annyeonghaseyo Lexi Navorro inteobyuleul wihae wassseubnida.” Andy said. The woman nodded, “Follow me this way,” She said, leading us deeper into the building. “You must be Lexi. My name is Kim Soy-rin, assistant manager of Mr. Park Jin-young, founder of JYP Entertainment. The reason why this interview will be a bit rush is we are short-staffed for one of our groups, and I hope you can start real soon.” Ms. Kim said with a hopeful tone.

We enter the elevator; I wipe my sweaty palms on my coat as we pass four levels. Andy was in awe as his eyes lit up every time we stepped foot in a different room, “And judging from your resume and degree, Mr. Park found you as the perfect candidate for this position.” Ms. Kim said with a smile as we passed by many rooms. There was music coming from one of the rooms, along with the sound of footsteps from another. I gulped as we got closer to the destination, I could hear people being loud and filled with concern.

Ms. Kim knocked on the door, and silence met us as the door opened, revealing an ordinary man in his forties. “Mr. Park, this is Ms. Navorro, our candidate.” Ms. Kim said. I looked at Mr. Park and bowed, “annyeonghaseyo, seutailliseuteu jigchaeg-eul matgo issneun Lexi Navorroibnida.” I spoke with a nervous smile. Mr. Park smiled as we opened the door wider. I felt my heart drop to the pit of my stomach as I was met with all eight of Andy’s neighbors. Oh boy, oh boy, oh god realization hit me. Stray Kids!?

I do my best to keep my posture and stay calm as Mr. Park introduces me to the group as their new stylist. I gave them a shy smile and bowed to them, “annyeonghaseyo, je ileum-eun Lexi Navarroibnida. yeolsimhi ilhago pil-yohal ttaemada chaj-aboebgessseubnida.” I said loud and clear. I look at Felix, who had a smile this whole time. Andy? I saw he was nowhere to be seen, along with Ms. Kim. I start to feel even more nervous, wildly, when a very muscular guy with a very intimidating look just stares at me as the rest of the members ask Mr. Park about the other stylist that was here before me. I’ve heard some of their music before; Hellevator, I believe, was one of the songs I heard during a stay at the hospital.

I bite my bottom lip as Mr. Park says my name. I look at him and back at the group. “Lexi here will not only be your stylist, but she’s assigned to one member only; as for the rest of you, you all still have your stylists.” Mr. Park said with a smile, oh fuck, which member am I assigned to? Fuck this is not what I thought I signed up for. Mr. Park looks at the second muscular one, the one who came looking for Andy three weeks ago. Fuck I’m Bang Chan’s stylist!!?

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tenglows · 4 years

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Hi!! Could you write a Jaemin IdolxFan fluff angst with a happy ending and 33+43?? Thank you!!

[ 33: do you think we're meant to be? ] + [ 43: i wrote you a song ]

the prompts

it was a summer afternoon when you almost had a heart attack.

you were at your new job, the second day to be exact, when a boy came through the door. but it wasn’t any boy, it was na jaemin. nct dream’s jaemin. a member of your literal favorite band. was standing in front of you.

you didn’t recognize him at first, bucket hat covering his hair and a part of his face hidden behind a face mask. but when got closer to you and told you his order, it just had to be him. there was no other way.

hesitation came when you had to write his name on the cup, the marker frozen in your hand. should you directly write his name? but doubt washed over you, fearing that he wasn’t actually jaemin and you would make a fool of yourself. so, to be sure:

“what’s your name?”

he stared at you expressionlessly for a couple of seconds. your heart pounding within your ribcage. he pulled down his mask a bit, and then it was obvious. it really was him.

“noah”

what the fuck?

lying on your bed that night, you couldn’t stop thinking about today’s event. you had genuinely met your favorite idol, who got coffee and a muffin at the shop you’ve only started working at, and you didn’t react. you couldn’t, when he lied about his name. noah, seriously?

you tried to not give it much thought, assuming it had something to do with the fact that he didn’t want to be recognized in the street. but sleep was hard when you couldn’t stop hearing the boy’s voice in your mind.

two days had passed and you weren’t that stirred about the issue anymore. you accepted it as the one funny anecdote you would tell your children.

until, the boy was standing in front of the register giving the same other from before. there wasn’t anything hiding his hair this time, and you noticed it was blonder than from the pictures released a few days ago.

when you asked his name, you were surprised about him not paying attention to your question.

“you are new here” he stated.

“um, yes” you nodded, bemused. “how do you know that?”

“i always come here and i haven’t seen you around” he shrugged, a monotonous tone conveyed through all his sentences. “and the name is noah”

seeing jaemin wasn’t something that out of your routine anymore. the next time it was later than the others. you were in charge of closing the shop and were about to turn the ‘opened’ sign when he bursted into the place. slightly bowing, he tried to calm himself down.

“please, don’t close yet” he was out of breath, and you figured he had ran here. “i need coffee”

you made your way back behind the counter, jaemin following slowly. his hair was sticking to his forehead, drenched in sweat the same way his sport clothes were. he had probably been practising.

“are you okay?” you dared to query as you served him the coffee.

“yeah, too much work. that’s all” he gave you the money and smiled at you, going towards the door.

“wait” it came out of your mouth before you could keep it inside, and now that jaemin had turned around you were sort of regreting it. but hey, this things didn’t happen to everyone. “do you want to sit? i could stay open for a few minutes”

he nodded and thanked you, sitting down on a chair. he also told you to join him, and after preparing yourself a strawberry yogurt smoothie, you did.

“do you want some?” you offered and he made a face.

“no thank you, i don’t like strawberry flavored things”

“oh that’s right” you smiled, remembering the characteristic from him and drank some of your beverage. of course, you almost spit it out when you realized what you had said.

he had either not noticed it, or definitely brushed it aside. because he kept talking with the same indiference and tranquillity.

“what’s your name?” it was funny that he was the one making that question now.

“y/n”

“what do you do, y/n? apart from working here” he positioned his face on the palm of his hand, observing you attentively.

“i’m an aspiring songwriter. hadn’t had any luck yet though” you giggled. “what about you?” it felt out of place asking that when you already knew the answer.

“me? i’m an intern at some company” okay, not really a lie. “and don’t lose hope, i’m sure you’ll do well”

of course he had to be somehow sweeter in person.

it was getting darker and though you didn’t want to interrupt this moment, you really needed to lock up and get back home. jaemin apologized and said he should get going as well. under the moonlight, he gave you the brightest smile and promised to find you tomorrow.

he always kept his promise after that. and it wasn’t long until you guys started dating, shy coffee chats turning into all types of dates, during which you confirmed jaemin was indeed the most considerate and kindest person.

what happens is that jaemin kept going by noah. he never told you what his actual job was, and you never came clean about knowing his true identity. not because of anything in particular, only that it had already been so much time you had no idea how to bring it up. and you were too lost in your romance story to give it the importance it deserved.

jaemin was currently resting his head on your legs, the tv being the only source of light in your living room. neither of you were very concentrated on what you were watching, jaemin playing with your fingers.

“you know” you started, smiling at the boy beneath you. “i wrote you a song”

jaemin’s mouth opened wide and he stood up straight, quickly pausing the movie.

“show it to me!! now!!!!” he shook your arms.

“i will, i will” you laughed. “but first, i’m gonna go to the bathroom. you can search it in my notes in the mean time. it’s called strawberry kisses” you cringed at the embarrassment saying it out loud caused you.

jaemin squealed in excitement, grabbing your phone from the table.

with a big smile, you came back to the living room.

“you have to promise me you won’t laugh, i was really emotional when i wrote it and i” you stopped at the sight of jaemin having a tight grip on the device, the previous joy not having left a single trace on his face. “baby?”

you walked towards him slowly, vision growing blurrier when he didn’t look at you, his chest going up and down.

“what is this?” he showed you your twitter account. you shut your eyes, you had left the app open. “what is this, y/n?” he repeated louder this time.

“i can explain” oh how you hated that phrase. but it was the only thing that seemed to come out, voice already starting to break.

“yeah? how can you explain that you knew who i was all along? not only that, but that you have a fan account of me and my band?”

tears streamed down your cheeks. it was probably the first time jaemin had spoken like this to you, that he had stared at you like that.

“baby”

“no! no baby” he mocked you. “you lied! you fucking lied”

“i’m sorry” you blubbered. “i didn’t know how to tell you”

“i felt safe with you. i felt like i could be myself, not na jaemin, the idol. but me. whoever that is” tears had formed in his too, and your sobs were loud in the room. “but it was all fake”

“it wasn’t” you tried approaching him, your hands despairingly trying to touch him. “i was really selfish, i was so caught up in how amazing everything felt i didn’t think about the consequences. about what you would feel. but it was all real, jaemin. i swear”

it was the first time you had said his real name out loud, and he wished it had been in another context. now it only managed to send a dagger through his chest.

“i’m so sorry” he stared at the ground and the silence killed you. it was when he fixed his eyes on yours for a second that your heart stopped, but it continued stinging when he walked off.

“no, please don’t leave. i’m sorry, i’m so sorry” you begged and cried and tried to block the door. but he didn’t reply. and he left. that easily. leaving you a sobbing mess against the wall.

you hated yourself for hurting jaemin. and as you continously mulled over the matter, you did even more. you couldn’t imagine how betrayed he must have felt. when you put yourself in the shoes of a famous person, you then saw how scared of being used they must be. honesty was all jaemin expected from you. and you hurt him.

the café felt lonely without his presence, but when he showed up again, it showed it was probably for the best. you did your best to hold back your tears as you wrote down his order.

“why did you write noah, huh? it’s not like you need to pretend anymore” he said harshly and exited the bar. you had to excuse yourself and run to the bathroom so you wouldn’t break down in the middle of your shift.

he didn’t reply to any of your texts or calls. and you would have gone to his place, even if it meant settling in his doorstep until he talked to you. but you didn’t know where he lived or where he practiced at. you thought that was the worst part of it all. knowing there wasn’t a single thing you could do to make it right.

you were walking down the street when you passed through the café. you didn’t work on tuesdays, and jaemin knew that. little did you know that was the only day he would go get coffee now. because he knew you wouldn’t be there.

but as soon as you saw the tall boy getting out of the door, you crossed the street speedily.

“wait, wait!” you yelled out and he stopped, looking at you with the same disappointed eyes from that night. “talk to me, please”

“i don’t want to talk”

“then” you gulped and handed him a sheet of paper. “here. that’s my song. i didn’t get to give it to you the other day, but i wanted you to know how i truly felt” the boy inspected the paper. “i’ll leave you alone now”

it was officially a month since you had screwed up your relationship with jaemin. it didn’t get better with time, as people said. and you still couldn’t have anything with strawberry because it reminded you of him.

you now hated being in charge of closing the pub. the lonesomeness felt bigger when it was empty and with no reason to brew more coffee. another downside was that you were alone with your thoughts, meaning you would end up dwelling on the empty spot jaemin had left behind.

you were rearranging the storage at the back when you heard the bell.

“i’m sorry, we’re closed” you shouted rushing in the main area.

but he was there. he was holding your song, and he was crying.

“jaemin?” you whispered from where you were standing, not sure if you should come nearer or not.

“i really liked your song” he sobbed and your heart shattered. “my favorite part was the one where you said ‘do you think we're meant to be?’ because i do” he moved to your direction and wrapped his arms around your waist. “i do think we’re meant to be”

you were crying with him. both of you hiding in each other’s shoulders, allowing yourselves to let out everything you were holding.

“i regret it so much. i could have done better” you weeped.

“you can now” he moved his face closer to yours and weeped off your tears.

“i never used you, i never viewed you as the jaemin” you babbled, desperate about explaining yourself. jaemin nodded and stroked your hair, giving a kiss to the top of your head.

“i know” he kissed you again. “i know”.

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la-luna-es-hermosa · 4 years

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Hurt (Lay x Reader)

※ Idol!AU || IdolXFan!AU || EXO x ITZY ※ One-shot Genre: Angst ※ Pairing: Jongin x Reader, Jongin x Lia, Yixing x Reader ※ Summary: “This is Lia, my girlfriend” When she heard those words come out of Jongin’s mouth, her heart shattered into a million pieces. ※ Warning: Friendzone ※ Word Count: 566 words ※ Note: Hi guys I’m not dead yet. The quarantine period got me very productive. I am having a break from social media, that’s why I’m so productive right now. I haven’t posted something for a while that’s why I wrote this and finished it in just a couple of hours. From now on, I will publish every other day since I am fueled by inspiration. “Ang Halimaw” will sadly not get updated as I am not really on the mood for it, but soon enough I will be.

You were in the cafe. Waiting for your friend, Jongin to come. So, you ordered food. “Ma’am, what would you like to get?” The man in the counter asked. You answered, “Matcha latte and chicken pesto.” The man pressed random digits in the monitor. You were waiting for him to finish.

Then, you saw Jongin with a woman. She had fair skin, long black hair, beautiful brown eyes. Your beauty was nowhere near hers. Their hands are holding each other and as she joyfully talks to him, you can see the stars in his eyes and responses with such enthusiasm. It really looks like they are genuinely in love with each other. You were in no place to assume, you’re only his friend.

“Ma’am your order arrived,” The barista said nonchalantly. Snapping you from your long train of thoughts. You got the tray immediately. - You were disgusted by couples, the young ones specifically, and everywhere you go in this cafe, there is always a couple nearby. “You guys are going to break up anyway.” You silently said.

You sat on the table, holding the tray while the two were at your back, still lovingly gazing at each other. You wanted to snap and pour all the matcha on her. You don’t want to doubt their relationship, but you can’t help it. Jongin is your best friend since your mutual friend Yeji got you together on Kakaotalk.

Speaking of which, you opened the said app. You saw a message from Yeji.

Yeji (Name) I know you are hurt. Hurt from whatever crap jongin will say. I am not going to tell you if he hasn’t said it yet.

(Name) What is it? I am curious. I saw him with a girl

Yeji (Name) I’m going to let Jongin tell you.

You sent that message with anxiety. In the past few days, Gloria is acting weird, and same with Jongin. All are acting weird with you. His friends Taemin is also acting weird with you too like they are hiding something to you. - Anyway, Jongin and the girl started ordering their own food.

It’s a bright day in this quaint Parisian cafe and you do not want everything to be ruined. The two sat on opposite sides of the table. “Hi, Jongin.” You started first to break off the suffocating and intimidating air. “Hi, (Name).” He said to you while smiling. “This is my girlfriend, Lia.” Jongin introduced the girl beside him.

When he said those words, your tears fell down. “Excuse me.” You told them. You walked outside, then, he followed you. “Are you okay?” He asked You answered to him, “Obviously not.” You told him, wiping your tears. “I like you Jongin. I liked you.” You continued, emphasizing on the “Liked” part. Jongin understood your feelings. “(Name)… I’m so sorry.” You can hear the sadness in his words.

“You can find someone else to love. Don’t waste your time on me. (Name) I still want to be your friend.” He continued, holding your hand. Emphasizing on someone else. “I forgive you. I was the one who assumed.” You replied to him as you waled

“(Name), Yixing likes you.” Those words took you aback as you looked to your back and saw Yixing walking nearby with a bouquet of (favorite color) roses. He was looking handsome with his suit.

“I didn’t know this was a double date.”

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