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writemekpop · 3 months

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Bad Girl | Jung Jaehyun

Summary: Jung Jaehyun is the first guy you’ve ever met who isn’t attracted to you. You’re determined to seduce him.

Genre: Enemies to lovers AU

Word Count: 1.5k

As you walked into the first play rehearsal, you felt your heart stutter.

A painfully hot guy was standing by the cast-only coffee table. He was tall, statuesque, in a long black coat and glasses. His chest strained at the fabric of his white shirt, as if his stiff body couldn’t be contained.

"Hey, you must be Jung Jaehyun," you said, looking up at him through your lashes. Now, you just had to wait for him to start drooling - guys couldn't resist you.

"Afternoon," Jaehyun said. He barely glanced at you. Was he gay or something? "Thank goodness you're here, we're out of tea."

You blinked. "Sorry…I’m your co-lead? I play Margot Warner, your character's wife?"

He stretched out his hand to shake yours, stiffly. "Apologies - I thought you were the coffee girl."

Damn it, even his cold stare of indifference was sexy.

"Let’s start with the argument scene," the director said.

You and Jaehyun took centre stage. "Does my gaze make you feel nothing?" you breathed, looking into his eyes. "My touch?" You twined your fingers in his heavenly soft hair. "My kiss?"

Standing on your tiptoes, you squeezed a kiss to his lips. They were cool as marble.

Jaehyun stared into your eyes. Now, overcome with desire, his character was meant to tear the buttons off your shirt and pull you close, just as the lights dimmed.

But Jaehyun stepped away from you. "Time out!" He sighed. "I just cannot understand what my character sees in hers. Why does he suddenly give in?"

The director nodded. "He’s right. We need some chemistry here, guys! This is… PG-13 at best.”

Jaehyun looked at you. "Listen, you may have never seduced a man, but you are going to have to pretend. That is of course, what actors do."

You could just strangle him. Never seduced a man? Jaehyun thought he was so much better than you, with his stupid little theatre degree from Harvard.

You didn’t need a fancy degree to be a good actor. Plus, you could eat Harvard boys for breakfast - and you had. You’d tasted half the football team, in fact.

Four hours later, you still hadn’t got the scene.

The director looked like he'd had enough. "Sort out the chemistry by tomorrow, or I’m firing one of you. Which one do you think I should fire?"

"Him!" you said, at the same time as Jaehyun snapped, 'Her!"

You stormed up the stairs of the auditorium to get your bag from one the seats. Chemistry problem. Bullshit. That was like saying Albert Einstein had an intelligence problem.

"Where do you think you're going?" Jaehyun said.

A tiny shiver ran down your spine.

"Are you really going to give up on the scene that easily?" Jaehyun taunted. "I've seen chihuahas with longer attention spans."

"It’s tough acting against a brick wall," you shot back.

Jaehyun shuddered. "If I have to teach you how to act, I will. Come here."

You walked over to him.

"Margot is trying to seduce her husband. Your acting is too unidimensional!"

"Uni-what?" you said.

"Obvious! You're playing it too obvious," Jaehyun said. "I can see why that would be a problem for you. The whole Barbie thing usually does the trick with men, doesn't it? With your tight dresses and your… long legs. " He glanced at your body, and quickly looked away. But you’d noticed.

You smirked. "So you think I'm hot."

Jaehyun scoffed. "What I'm saying is, you need to play the role with your whole body. Subtle - yet hair-raising." He grabbed your script. "I'll try Margot. Watch and learn."

Jaehyun stepped towards you.

On the surface, nothing had changed. But Jaehyun was a different man. His face was flushed, his breaths shaky. His eyes kept flashing to your lips, like it took everything in him not to kiss you.

"Does my gaze make you feel nothing?" he said quietly, his black eyes searching yours. "My touch?" He twined his fingers in your hair, and you couldn't hide the sound of your breath catching.

Every inch of your skin was alive.

"My kiss?"

Jaehyun kissed you. His lips were so much gentler than you'd expected. You knew it was just acting, but Jaehyun seemed so into you it made him nervous. His whole body trembled with desire.

You pulled back, struggling to catch your breath. That kiss was hair-raising.

Something told you Jaehyun wasn't that good an actor.

Jaehyun pulled back, his face flushed, a pink cloud of lipstick rimming his mouth. He was biting his plump lips, almost as if he was fighting a smile. "Clear?"

You smiled. "You've forgotten the end of the scene."

An unreadable expression flashed over Jaehyun’s face.

“How did it end again?” he murmured, his eyes fixed on yours.

Your eyes fell to Jaehyun’s lips. “Margot and Lewis find the time to… reconnect.” Your fingers found the opening of Jaehyun’s shirt. “To get to know each other again.”

Jaehyun gulped. “I thought they hated each other.” You started unbuttoning Jaehyun’s shirt, one button at a time. He shivered under your touch. “Hate and love aren’t as different as you think,” you said.

You abandoned Jaehyun’s shirt on the seats. His body belonged in an art gallery, a sculptor’s impression of the perfect man. Only, Jaehyun was not still and cold anymore. His chest was rising and falling, his flesh hot.

“This doesn’t mean I’m giving in,” Jaehyun said. “I still abhor you.”

“And I still don’t give a damn what abhor means,” you said, smirking. Jaehyun hoisted your leg up against his hip. His lips met yours now, hungrily, no script to lead the way.

On the couch in Jaehyun's big New York apartment, you smirked down at him, stroking his chest. "How was that for seducing a man?"

"Excellent work," Jaehyun said in mock-seriousness, trying not to look ridiculous despite still panting. "Highly commendable."

“You know…” you said, nuzzling into his chest, “if you were so into me, why did you act like a jerk?” “I’m married,” he said.

You felt a pang of disappointment.

“Divorced, to be precise,” Jaehyun continued. “Eight years. She was my… my first.” He spoke into your hair now. “I didn’t know what to do with the way I felt about you. I know I’m just a fling to you, but-“ “You’re not,” you said, moving to meet his eyes. He was gnawing at his plump lip, and you smoothed your finger over it, stopping him. “The way I felt last night… let’s just say I don’t get that a lot.” Your voice dropped. “Or ever.” “Are you saying I’m the best you’ve ever had?” Jaehyun said, turning you around so he was hovering over you, wearing a smug smirk.

“You’re gonna have to work a lot harder to earn that title…” you said, fixing your fingers in his hair.

The next day, when you returned to rehearsal, something had changed. “You- um, you first,” Jaehyun said, gesturing to the coffee pot.

“No, really, you,” you said, rubbing the back of your neck. You had no idea how to act professionally now. Should you touch Jaehyun? Smile at him? Ignore him completely?

You both broke out into laughter.

When it came to that scene, however, you and Jaehyun fought the urge to rush to the end.

"Does my gaze make you feel nothing - my touch - my kiss, blah blah blah..." you mumbled, then pulled Jaehyun towards you in a kiss that made you weak in the knees.

A lot of the director’s throat-clearing later, Jaehyun finally prised you off him, and you stood next to each other. The spotlights were a little blurry – or was that your eyes?

The director started a slow clap, his mouth ajar.

"Will these two set the house on fire? I think so!" He walked towards you, lowering his voice. "But really, how did you do it? What's the secret?"

You grinned at Jaehyun. "We were just acting. That is, of course, what actors do."

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yunogf · 1 year

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for my best girl @butterflyutas / lipstick insp.

#nctinc #jaehyunnet #jaehyun #mine*works #mine*gfx #gfx #this ones for chloe <33333333 #shes always so supportive of me even when i bring her all 328698925820 of my ideas but then never turn them into anything #love u girliel :(<3 #also if yall saw me post this earlier no u didnt &i will testify as so in court #tumblr didn't update my draft &then the format was all weierd #anyways here these r <3 #now pls dont look at the first one i posted anymore look at these ive learned how to use photoshop since then xkjbxk #let me know yalls favs #i tried to make fun suggestive captions w out being weird yk xjxkjbx #might make a whole set for 127 bc ik theres some perfect taeyong or johnny pics for this

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yutanology · 1 year

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minty breathe blew your right ear as he moaned your name, so whiny, so needy. your fingers tangled with his dark locks, giving them a tug everytime he hits that perfect spot that makes your walls clench around his cock.

he only moans louder. his mouth left agape as his drool leaks at the sides of his swollen lips. the bed creaked at his every thrust. both your legs shaking and your toes curling. it didn't take too long before you had reached your climax but he still didn't stop fucking you when he had already came for the fifth time.

you let go of his hair and wrapped your arms around his neck instead as he found his way into you deeper. his pace didn't falter at all but his thrusts were getting sloppier. you knew he wouldn't last long either.

you creamed around his cock again before you pushed him off of you. he let out a pathetic whine when his hard cock was exposed on the cold air. your half lidded lustful eyes met his teary ones. it's almost as if he's begging you to let him fuck you once more. you sat on top of him.

you slapped his cheek with the back of your hand. it wasn't that hard but it was still enough to make him feel the slight sting on his skin. your fingers gripped on his lower jaw, "aren't you getting a little too selfish, pet?" the change in your tone only made his cock twitch.

your other hand gripped on his cock, your thumb circled on his tip a few times before he thrashed, begging you to let him cum. "p-please! ahhh!" you let go of his dick, refusing his orgasm. frustrated warm tears dampened his rosy cheeks. "you think you deserve to cum after what you did?"

he did nothing but sob, reaching out for you to touch him again. but you're not planning to give him what he wants just yet. "cry all you want. I'm not letting you cum until you've learned your lesson." your thumb teased his red tip once again, earning another loud cry from him.

"this is what naughty boys like you deserve."

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writingzen · 1 year

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A WIN WIN ♡‧ ⁺彡

✧ Pairing- Lee Haechan x reader

✧ Summary- haechan being a tease. Getting exactly what he wants and knowing exactly how to get it.

✧ Warnings- teasing, suggestive touching, kissing, tears etc

✧ A/N: not really proofread, sorry if it’s ass. Haechan is hot, end of story.

Your hand caressed his thigh softly, drawing figures on his skin so effortlessly causing haechan to shudder against your touch. This wasn’t exactly something new, though you’ve been dating for a year now, he can’t seem to get used to your deliberate touches, so gentle yet so mean.

It was cute really, his reactions. The way he would bruise his plush lips while biting them, hoping to stop any sound wanting to escape. The way he would wither away from your touch as shivers rush down his back fixing his posture before anyone notices. The way he would so desperately try to pry your hand away from his thigh before getting more sensitive, only to beg for you to touch him all over again the next second.

And it was all because of him, he knew exactly what he wanted and he knew exactly how to get it.

Leaving the house looking absolutely hot, in a way he would only look for you alone. The delicate touches against your ass as his hands wrap around your waist, pulling you closer just so you could feel him even more. The hold on your thigh as you both sit around the table, friends oblivious to the way his fingers “accidentally” linger against your pussy, teasing you over and over again like a game.

In the end, he knew exactly how to piss you off just right so you can fuck it out of him later, settling every angry nerve in your body for his own self pleasure.

He knew playing this game would always end up with him winning. If not you on your knees begging to be fucked with tears streaming down your cheeks, then he would be the one begging you to tear him apart, to wreck him, to punish him. Either way, he would be satisfied with the results.

You both get to enjoy a type of pleasure fueled by anger and desperation. A pleasure that would lead to his hand roaming and gripping your body as lewd sounds escaped your lips, mouth gaped as sweat runs down your forehead, hair sticking against your skin as his lips attacked your neck. Lips bruised from harsh love bites and passionate kissing, lips sucking and parting as his tongue wetly slides into your mouth. You tying his hands above his head, his body glistening with sweat, pressed down against the soft covers that lay underneath him as he looks up at you with doll eyes filled of warm tears, cheeks tinted pink while he awaits your next move. Hoping, wishing, begging it leads to him being fucked dumb, senseless, as pleasure dominates his body over and over again, trembling below you as he takes on yet another orgasm, but still wanting more.

A sight both of you dream of reenacting as many times as your bodies can take, never getting tired of the incredible pleasures that wishes to be felt, so

a win win.

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midstofroses · 3 months

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Love Me Like That

❝𝑷𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒕 𝒎𝒆 𝒂 𝒑𝒊𝒄𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆— 𝑶𝒖𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆.❞

♡

Pairing: Jeong Yuno-Jaehyun (nct) x (fem!oc) Original Character

» Genre: one-shot, soft-angst, underlying suggestive– reader discretion advised ▪︎ ex to lovers » Disclaimer! This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual people, living or dead, events or even other fictional stories is purely coincidental

Sienna stepped into the room, the aroma of pizza lingering in the air. "You're just in time. Did you bring the pizza?" Her friend– Nabi asked, revealing the items she had bought. "Yeah, and got some chicken too," she smiled excitedly.

Their living room was transformed into a haven for a movie marathon, a night to savour their well-deserved chill and create fond memories. Nabi's eyes sparkled with excitement as she accepted the food. "Well, then you should go clean yourself and come back here so we can start our movie night."

"I'll be quick," Sienna chimed.

After a brisk wash, the refreshing feeling enveloped her. A slight relief washed over her, even though her raging hormones from that time of the month still caused her physical discomfort.

While picking up her pyjamas, she noticed a mountain of clean clothes at the edge of her bed. Sighing, she decided to restore order before rejoining her friends. Sienna's frustration grew when the drawer refused to close. It wasn't as if she had bought new clothes for her drawer to betray her.

After several failed attempts, she couldn't contain her anger and punched the drawer in frustration.

"I missed him," she mumbled, catching her breath. The reason for her inconvenience dawned on her – her clothes weren't folded the way they used to be when he was around. How foolish of her.

Leaving her dark room, Sienna went to the kitchen where Kai noticed her friend's slightly bruised hand. "Oh? What happened to your hand?" she asked in confusion.

"Oh, it's nothing. I just need to run water on it," Sienna replied, brushing off the concern.

"Make sure you put ointment and bandage it after cooling it off," Kai advised.

"Yeah, will do," Sienna responded, putting on a brave smile beneath her troubled emotions.

"Oh, by the way, Jaehyun came by this afternoon looking for you," Nabi announced, interrupting the moment. Kai recalled the earlier encounter, suspecting a disagreement.

"Did you guys fight?" Kai asked, and Sienna's expression grew timid. She didn't want to discuss him; it was giving her a headache.

"He brought red velvet cupcakes," Nabi added, trying to lighten the mood. Sienna glanced at the coffee table, spotting the cupcakes – a favourite treat of theirs.

"You mentioned it's your first day of 'red days.' I guess having Jaehyun be part of your monthly flow app is so useful," Nabi giggled, proud of the gesture despite the situation.

"Heh, I guess so," Sienna chirped, trying to keep the conversation light while tending to her hand. "Why does he always have great timing?" she pondered, glancing at her phone with unread messages from Yuno piling up.

As they settled into their movie night, Kai brought up the topic of sharing expenses in a relationship. The conversation flowed, intertwining with the movie's background noise.

"I totally agree with you gals, but if the guy made you feel uncomfortable throughout the date, I'd rather pay my half and be done with it," Sienna commented, sharing her perspective.

Kai expanded on the aftermath, "So he wouldn't have the chance to point stupid things. Such as he paid the whole time, but he would act like a sad boy or an ass since the date didn't end well, right?"

"Exactly! Ugh, that's the feeling I hate," Sienna raged, hugging a pillow. After her emotional outburst, she finally indulged in the red velvet cupcake she had been craving.

As the night deepened, the snow outside intensified, creating a cosy atmosphere in their little bubble of friendship. "But if you think about it like this, he wasted your valuable time." Kai offered a new perspective. “So you at least did not waste your own money”

"But that's not what she came for in the first place," Nabi pointed out, settling the situation. “Besides we all know we can earn more money than to live like that.”

"I'd still rather drown myself than give him the privilege to think he spoiled me with his own money," Sienna expressed her feelings, hormones adding a touch of intensity.

The three friends continued their night, sharing deep conversations and appreciating each other's presence. Unbeknownst to them, Sienna was truly grateful, even amid the challenges she hid behind her facade.

As the last days of spring dwindled, Yuno felt a magnetic pull towards the enchanting nights, eager to grasp the remnants of the season before the relentless heat of summer took over. The crisp wind, a balm for his cluttered mind, whispered promises of clarity.

"This feels nice," he murmured, eyes fixed on the captivating night unfolding in the park by the river. Soft lights adorned the streets, and cherry blossoms, in their final dance, swirled around, accompanied by the gentle melody emanating from his headphones.

On a whim, Yuno invited Johnny for a spontaneous bike ride, half-expecting a decline. Much to his surprise, his best friend agreed, and they found themselves in a nearby park, a place etched with memories of their shared adventures.

Yuno, seeking an escape from the confines of home and work, embraced the freedom of riding through the city. The wind carried untold stories, and the cityscape unfolded its secrets.

"Hey, there's no one in the court," Johnny observed, diverting Jaehyun's attention. "Wanna play?" Jaehyun suggested.

"Yeah, it's been a while. It's going to be fun," Johnny agreed, infusing the atmosphere with infectious enthusiasm. After a few spirited rounds, they decided to take a breather, relishing the camaraderie that defined their friendship.

Perched on a bench around the court, they savoured water and ice cream. Johnny playfully teased, "Jae, not to sound like a jealous second babe, but don't you usually ask Sienna for these?" Laughter bubbled up, but beneath the banter, Jaehyun grappled with emotions threatening to surface.

START OF FLASHBACK.

The dark room lit up with the moonlight and the desk lamp near her, Yuno smiled seeing Sienna was waiting at his place.

He closed their proximity by hugging her. Yuno always takes this kind of opportunity whenever she waits for him to come home after a long day from work. He feels relieved from his stress even with just one hug from his favourite person.

After letting him hug her, Yuno stared at her with curiosity “You’d spend the night here?”

Sienna gulped avoiding his gaze. "You went over my head and paid for my University fees without telling me." Her voice was monotone, standing up from where they were sitting.

"Oh, I guess it's too late for a surprise now." He looks up at her, smiling giddily. But, he recognizes her demeanour changes negatively, making his face drop in worry.

“Let me remind you, I'm not a girl who you could just simply pay for, Yuno.” She scoffs painfully. “If you think your grand gesture was cute, well news flash I’m disappointed.” Sienna attempts to calm her voice down, “You didn’t even bother to have this conversation with me!” But alas her blood boils with her tears slowly falling from her eyesight becoming an ocean of pain.

Yuno stood up straight. “It’s just money, Sienna.” He chortles, brushing his hair out of his face.“I don't want you to be stressed because of money.” Yuno huffs out, confused by her action. “I could always make more money for me– for us.” Yet he strives to get close to her, cupping her face with his hands softly caressing her stained cheeks. “And I can help you with that, can’t you see it? I want to support you so you can reach your goal!” His voice and face emitted torment, he hated how this situation occurred.

Her birthday was coming up, and all he wanted was to do something that alleviated her burden.

She removes his hands from her face aggressively, moving away from him.

“You think my family and I can’t handle our shit?” she sarcastically laughed, trying to stop her sobbing, though it was difficult to execute. Anxiously she bit her bottom lip harder.

He could sense her walls starting to appear once again, his nightmare slowly coming to life.

“Sure I'm struggling, my family is struggling.” The young lady asserts, “But I've experienced far much worse than this bullshit and we’ve survived.'' Sienna picked up a pillow and slammed it on the coach. “Why can’t you believe in me?!” With every word she screams out, the pillow gets slammed on the coach. Relinquishing her anger through the use of this method. She stopped her antics, breathing heavily. Sienna peer dead in the eyes of him. “I just needed more time to accomplish things, not all plans can sail smoothly.” Her voice cracked, eyes were gradually forming to puff.

“Sienna, I know how much you want to study again, despite not having it as your first choice with this course.” His body quivered, tears heavily forming as he scanned her figure.“Whenever I see how you recall your memories with your friends or when you help them study, you always have that spark.” He carries on describing his affection towards Sienna and how he witnessed her in the past years of their relationship. “I just want to bring that spark back.” He’s not the type who would just sit down on purpose. If he indeed has the means to help her out, even just a little he would do it in a heartbeat.

Life is hard and he desires to be a partner where she can lean onto him safely.

Yuno wanted to come closer to her, yet she immediately flinched and it broke his heart into pieces seeing her first instinct was to run away from him.

“Jeong Yuno, You’re not getting the point here.” Sienna sniffles as she shakes her head while gazing down on the floor. “We’re over.” she declares, with his furrowed brows “No.” He sternly demands.

She sneered, “After all of this, I'll do the grand gesture to finally break this relationship off.” With her last remark, her body evacuated from his place.

Yuno followed her out but she was too fast and he was too slow to handle the situation, he got lost finding her.

END OF FLASHBACK.

Jaehyun just bared his soul to Johnny, revealing the painful truth of his recent breakup with Sienna, a wound haunting him for three months. It marked a vulnerable moment for Jaehyun, who, until now, had grappled with the harsh reality and denial.

Unbeknownst to Jaehyun, Johnny already knew the heart-wrenching details. A week earlier, Kai, Johnny's girlfriend, had shared the relationship's demise with him. Though Kai hadn't intended to spill the beans, the weight of the secret pushed Johnny to convince her to share the truth.

The revelation left Johnny stunned. Sienna was dead serious with Kai, She didn’t want to entertain questions about them so only a few people got to know the real state of their relationship. Johnny unwittingly became one of those few.

Now, faced with Jaehyun's raw emotions, Johnny wrestled with the delicate balance between concern for his friend and utmost respect for their privacy. He had upheld his end of the bargain, bearing the weight of their shared secret. As a pillar of support, Johnny stood ready to help Jaehyun navigate the emotional turmoil, recognizing Yuno's need for that gentle push.

"How did you cope up?" Johnny delicately probed, shattering the unspoken barriers.

"After that night, every week I'd visit their house, hoping to find her. Eventually, I had to stop when a big project came my way. But I kept leaving messages, calls, even emails," Jaehyun confessed, his unwavering dedication to Sienna palpable. Two years into working with an architecture company, Sienna had been his anchor.

"Sometimes I'd order stuff to be delivered to their home. But after two months, I received a message from her. One message that I thought was my chance to come back into her life, and then I saw it." Jaehyun sighed deeply, the raw pain reflected in his eyes. "She sent: 'It's about time you stop this, don't tire yourself out."

That broke Yuno once again. It snapped his brain, and I focused on work, endless work, stuck at his place, never having an inch to socialize.

Earlier that morning, Jaehyun had grappled with anxiety before a crucial presentation. He dialled Sienna's number, seeking support, but as he hesitated his thumb hovered, preparing to drop the call. To his surprise, her mom picked up, offering words of encouragement and cheering him on.

"She hasn't told them," Johnny stated bluntly.

"No, and obviously I didn't have the heart to either," Jaehyun admitted, the weight of his emotions palpable. The conversation with Sienna's mom provided a brief respite, helping him get through the day and close a deal with clients.

"You're so down bad for Sienna," Johnny remarked, understanding the depth of his friend's emotions. As Jaehyun struggled to contain his feelings, Johnny encouraged him to let them out.

As if on cue, Jaehyun lets himself slowly reveal the emotions that’s been wanting to gush through his walls.

Well, to be fair, this wasn’t his first time crying. He sure had those little episodes in the craziest random time of the day where Yuno would have a mini breakdown remembering his situation with her.

Believe it or not, there was a particular night when he devestatedly couldn't sleep. He tried everything.

First, Yuno got himself up for a quick jog for him to wear out and took a warm shower, though it only made him feel more alive. So he resumed by drinking some wine as he watched a movie, played soothing music, and even read a book. But, it all went down the drain due to his brain failing to focus.

His last resort was masturbating. With no brainer, of course, he would think of her. Although, the fact that he remembers their moments together, he instead ended up crying that night and which made him fall asleep.

It was not the expected way, but it worked.

"I know I fucked up," Jaehyun confessed, tears flowing freely. "But how exactly? To the point she ended up breaking up with me?" The wounds deepened as he confronted the reality of his mistakes.

Johnny, offering comfort, reassured Jaehyun that Sienna's situation was tough. However, he pointed out that Jaehyun's well-intentioned actions were not executed correctly.

"Always remember this, Yuno. As much as you want to help people, you also have to remember where they're standing from. A good honest deed has a chance to appear as insensitive and patronizing," Johnny advised, hitting the core of the issue.

In the real world, complexities surpassed those of fairy tales and movies. Jaehyun realized he should have communicated with Sienna before assuming he could magically alleviate her problems.

Entering the diner, the music from the speakers greeted her. Setting the vibe already makes her feel at ease with the atmosphere where she’s hanging out tonight. Her gaze stopped wondering as she saw Kyujin and Minghao already sitting. Meanwhile, Seokmin was standing up talking on his phone. He has the right hunch that his friend has work left to discuss.

They greeted her as she put herself comfortably on her seat. She’s with one of her old university buddies. Due to her problem, she couldn’t keep up with her batch graduating on time. Nonetheless, they kept strong connections with each other even if they are now working and she’s back with her University life.

“Seokmin should have left his phone on aeroplane mode,'' Kyujin remarked as she shook her head from side to side. Minghao nodded, however, he pressed the thought “Well to be fair, it might be an emergency with work that he needs to mend.”

“At least he is paid though.” Sienna chimed smiling, Her friends knew for over those two years of her not attending university she was working on her corporate days before and tended to overtime as well. It’s not so different with her university work taking her life after hours, the only thing she was not paid to do overtime may it be her university and unfortunately her corporate days.

“Sorry about that, but no worries it won’t bother our dinner.” he smiled at them, “Give me your phone” Kyujin, as the mom of this group Seokmin simply followed her. “There.” his phone successfully turned out to be in aeroplane mode.

Sienna snorted, Seokmin was astounded by what her friend doing “I said I’m sorry” He pouted “Fine keep it on aeroplane mode. If there’s anything I’ll handle it tomorrow.” he said proudly, “Yeah, handle it on your working hours.'' Minghao, who is also a big advocate of work and life balance, reminded him as he patted his friend's hand.

As the night settles with them, Seokmin opens the topic “Nabi is out right with Jaemin’s family?” On the table while they started to eat their order.

The girl next to her nodded as she ate the cheezy fries ``Yeah and Kai, She has this workshop she needs to attend." She starts to explain her housemate's situation "So basically both of them will not be back until next week.''

With the new information, Kyujin excitedly clapped. “Well then, you have no excuses not to come. It’ll be fun. Besides, Mingyu deserves to have some OG guests.” Kyujin is always amazing at pursuing people and Sienna is always weak for her friend.

“Didn’t you say you wanted to drink this week, take this chance with us. It has free drinks and food anyway.” Comically his brows go up and down. “And you know what free food and drinks taste like.” He ends his last speech of temptation.

“A hit or miss.” She put her tongue out as she deadpans her friend.

Minghao laughed at the banter between Sienna and Seokmin. “We’re aware that you're not reliving the song ‘Stuck with U’ by Ariana Grande and Justin Bieber for letting yourself feel stuffed for a whole month in your apartment. ” He finally joined, even has the gut to make a joke out of her situation pulling a quote-unquote with his hand gestures. However, they were right Sienna when given a chance to stay at her comfort home would make the most out of it.

Although now she's on a dinner date with them; After a month of hibernation, she just now greeted the outside world properly. “It's not my fault that my subjects are eating me up. Besides, earlier I had to attend University onsite so plus points to that and now I’m already with you guys, here eating dinner.” Sienna puckered her lips, still up for this debate despite being conquered by those trio.

Seokmin snorted at Sienna’s last comment “Yeah, right!” letting his hand grab her head and squeeze it as if he was a crane and she’s a toy.

“Sizt no!” Kyujin pouted and shook her head daintily. “How about this since you’re already out of your cocoon, just try to spend some of the days this week outside.” she negotiates with the girl who does not care one bit about Seokmin’s antics as she’s busy munching her ice cream.

“Exactly, just end your week with good vibes, you’re no guard dog.” Minghao with his witty brain could not let her go, when those three come together it’s like Sienna is fighting against the world.

She sighs in front of them, letting her head roll over to her left side finally expressing her being defeated.

As if an accomplished couple made their child have nowhere to go but listen to them, Kyujin and Minghao high-fived each other and held their hands shakingly. It’s their mini-victory move. “If you guys keep being cute, I feel like ants would eat us up.” She joked.

Seokmin looked at the girl next to her cheekily “Oh Sienna, Sienna, Sienna” repeating her name in a sing-song tone, whilst shaking his head playfully. “You just miss someone.”

Minghao covered his mouth, acting surprised. “Offt Seokmin dropping the bomb.” Kyujin teased the fire, showing her actions with her hands dropping.

It’s been 8 months since the breakup.

Sienna squinted her eyes as if throwing daggers at him. “Oh, shut up.” She smacked his left shoulder.

Leaving them chuckling at their antics.

Quickly changing the subject, Sienna sits properly. “Fine, this Saturday I’ll attend Mingyu’s place.” Rolling her eyes dramatically “The booze should be great, or I'm out.”

Despite a busy schedule, Yuno got dragged out for a coffee successfully by his work partner Jungkook before they would drive to meet their client onsite.

Yuno’s eyes glanced at the interior of the cafe, and he stopped when he saw a familiar physique after a long time. It was Sienna focused on her laptop, wearing her signature hoodie with her glasses.

He and Jungkook sat near the cafe counter waiting for their order. The guy simply watched her and couldn't help but still have a longing feeling of adoration.

Of course, she’s not alone, she’s with two people that look like her classmates.

He smiled at his thoughts thinking she also might get dragged outside as well, which she truly needs. Sienna always tends to trap herself in her room, especially on a weekend; little sunlight isn’t enough for her.

Sensing that one of her classmates was about to look around, he avoided his stare at her and exactly with that their little buzzer turned on letting them know that their orders were complete to go.

On the other hand Sienna did mini stretches to her arms as Her eyes slowly looked outside the cafe and saw a familiar back, she steadily recognized when the view of the man got a good side view. “Oh it's Yuno...” she whispered, then it truly sank at her making her eyes widen, almost choking herself while she drank her matcha frappe.

“Omygod— Sienna!” Both of her friends reacted frantic, Giving her all the tissues they have to her.

"You good now? What happened?” Jungwoo queried and looked to where she was staring earlier, but failed to recognize what made their friend go nuts.

Sienna shakes her head “Oh no it’s nothing..” she tries to cover her tracks, could not even think of a proper excuse.

Seungkwan oozes suspicion with the younger girl but lets her know that it’s fine to not be forced to tell.

“I have this event I need to attend.” Jungwoo didn't prolong the weird air, taking the chance to express his dread.

Sienna laughed at the poor puppy. “Isn’t your parents' fundraising event?” Seungkwan recalled their conversation back then. “That's tough. Knowing your parents, they would want it to be perfect.” Sienna bluntly says. “Exactly, it’s going to be a pain in the neck.” Jungwoo rolled his eyes with exaggeration.

She isn’t well into those kinds of grand parties either. It only reminds her back then when she felt she was out of the picture whenever with Yuno.

The only thing she cares about is to support Yuno in whatever journey he has to accomplish, that's why she lets him take her in these events.

Nonetheless, some of the invitees couldn't be bothered hiding their expressions.

It continued until she ended up walking on eggshells while attending these events. She's well aware those people were irrelevant, and Sienna needed to be stronger.

However, with the compilation of Backhanded comments she receives:

"Well in your generation, love matters more."

"Oh darling, you'll have your time."

With those gazes, she could just disappear into thin air as if she were prey.

Little by little it consumed her.

Sienna’s train of thought snapped immediately.

"Earth to Sienna."

Seungkwan patted the girl's shoulder, bringing her back to their conversation.

"Sorry, what?"

Jungwoo pouted more than he could do and continued to ask them. "Are you guys free to be my dates this Saturday?" Hoping that they would agree to be together with his misery just to make something out of it and not worry about socializing much in the event.

"Pass." Seungkwan quickly replied while shaking his head left and right to his friend, "I got other things to assemble from our course organization seminar."

Sienna couldn't help but chuckle at Jungwoo's reaction when he started begging with his actions through his hands. "Sorry, but I have a party to attend as well." Pursing her lips tightly.

Seungkwan grabbed Sienna's left arm, wanting her to mimic the way he waved goodbye towards Jungwoo, "Be strong, Soldier." She played along with the guy next to her and both shared the same smiles with their two cents.

Sienna dressed up a bit, well it’s a party, after all. Her cute black mini dress complimented her heel loafers. She’s not going to lie it’s been a while for her to dress up, and it feels good.

As she stepped into the dimly lit venue, bathed in hues of purple and blue lights, a familiar voice cut through the atmosphere. "Sienna!" Kyujin’s excitement radiated as she embraced her. "Are the other two here already?" she inquired after the warm hug.

"Yup, we can huddle over there, it's much more comfortable."

Navigating their way to the living room, Sienna spotted Minghao and Seokmin, who were already in high spirits, sitting side by side with welcoming smiles.

"For a minute I thought you backed out." Minghao teased, earning a giggle from Kyujin.

Minghao's knack for reading people was, as always, on point. Sienna was hesitating for a moment at the entrance, with her heart pounding with uncertainty. The decision to attend this gathering had been a last-minute contemplation. She knew a few faces in the crowd, but it was the ghost of him that lingered in her thoughts. Earlier that day, an unexpected wave of nostalgia engulfed her, triggering what she reluctantly dubbed a "relapse." She found herself tumbling down a rabbit hole of old photos and videos, relics of a time when they were entwined in each other's lives.

As she stood there, the weight of unanswered questions pressed upon her. Were the people around her aware of the demise of their once-shared world? A shiver of anxiety ran down her spine at the mere thought of being questioned about a love that now existed only in fragments of the past.

Eight months had passed, yet the grip he held on her heart remained unyielding. The invisible threads of their history continued to bind her, leaving Sienna entangled in a web of longing and unresolved emotions.

"Aye, don't be like that," she chuckled, waving her hand dismissively. "I even brought snacks." Seokmin, ever observant, noticed the packaging. "Oh! I guess the lady at that sweet shop was your mom then."

Sienna looked curious to him wanting him to continue. "Your mom was carrying a navy blue handbag right?" Sienna vividly remembers making her head nod.

Seokmin already felt proud with his keen eyes, no wonder the lady was familiar to him.

"I was in front of the store parking lot and got a glimpse of your mom Entering the store." He pointed out the sweet shop's name.

Her mom visited her earlier to personally break the news that her mom's land had already been sold with a very great offer. She expressed how she was so thankful that they waited and did not rush the selling of their property which led them to accumulate a huge deal.

In celebration, her mom remembers her daughter tends to like honey biscuits as the reason why she was at a sweet shop. Little did her mom know that the reason why she liked them was because Jaehyun influenced her since it was his childhood favourite sweets.

That was the trigger for her to this party since she had the feeling she would just dwell on her emotions at home alone. Distraction is highly needed.

After a couple of hours, Jaehyun arrived at the scene of the party. Mingyu greeted the guy and pointed to where Sienna was located.

Earlier, Mingyu had noticed Sienna alone in the corner of his sofa, engaging in a conversation with herself. Even to the untrained eye, it was apparent she had indulged a bit too much in the festivities. Her body tends to flop side to side with her head spinning lightly.

The three musketeers that she was with beginning at the party left earlier, and because of still not wanting her to leave early she stayed besides she put an excuse that some of the people she knew here she wanted to catch up.

Out of concern, he immediately contacted Yuno. Mingyu is one of those people who are not updated with the situation of the two people.

Yuno swiftly appeared in front of the lady, whose now trying her best to stay awake by softly slapping her cheeks and opening her eyes wide. In response, Jaehyun sighed and approached her, wrapping his flannel around her—his way of acknowledging how chilly she could get.

“You’re drunk, let’s go home.”

Sienna, with a pout, insisted, "I'm not drunk, just tipsy... I can still take it." She reached for her cup, but Jaehyun lightly caught her hand. "Sienna, please..." he pleaded. Reluctantly, she let go of the cup, covering her face with her hands. "Ugh, you're so boring; I don't want to go home yet." Despite her wobbly stance, a stark contrast to her claim of sobriety, she stood up.

Giggling, she attempted to stare at Jaehyun. Her brain, clouded by sweet toxins, transformed her surroundings into a hazy spectacle. Jaehyun, seizing the opportunity, gently gripped her figure securely and let her follow his body towards the exit. “You can get whiny when you're drunk.”

She bit her bottom lip, staring at him as her eyebrows furrowed. “N-No, I'm not” she chirped yet Jaehyun could still hear her as how close their bodies were now, he was left only to chuckle at her attitude.

Jaehyun was wearing his beanie and glasses, matching them up with the dim party lights, as to why Sienna has slow recognition due to her alcohol influence. However, her sixth sense just lets her guard down due to familiarity.

Pulling up to the car, Sienna settled herself comfortably in the front passenger seat. Jaehyun reached for the blanket tucked at the back and gently draped it over her figure.

“Can we open the window?” Sienna peered outside, where the street lights cast a soft glow. Jaehyun obliged, clicking the switch to let in the cool night air.

“Better?” He questioned, as he eased the car into motion.

She closed her eyes, letting the refreshing breeze envelop her. After stealing a glance at Jaehyun, she responded with a serene, "Yeah."

Fully aware now that she was in the company of Yuno, Sienna marvelled at how her instincts had effortlessly guided her away from the crowd and toward him.

“Is anybody at your home right now?" Hearing him, Sienna shakes her head slowly, her eyes remaining closed to contain the lingering dizziness.

"Both of them are out of town."

Jaehyun hummed in agreement, his thoughtful expression barely visible in the dimly lit car. "I can't leave you alone at your house. You should rest at my place instead, He declared that if there's an argument needed to be brought up it would be useless.

With Sienna's mind in its current state, his decisiveness didn't bother her. It was a welcome assurance amid the swirl of emotions she grappled with.

They both slowly entered Yuno’s place, easily passing by the lounge area to his private room. Letting the lady sit as he turned on the lamp next to his bed.

He took some cotton pads and makeup remover. It's been a while since he opened this particular side of his nightstand, back then it was her side of the bed anyway.

His hands gingerly swipe the damped cotton throughout her face, she looks entrapped by his aura, The way his eyes twitched and and his bottom lip bitting due to his hyperfocus, it might not be obvious but with her hazy view she could see behind his glasses are eyebags that has been a bit more obvious. With this situation, it brings back memories as if it were only yesterday.

"They're all clean." he huffs proudly as he returns the essentials to its container, "Let me get you some water." Before he could even get up, Sienna stole a kiss from him, jaehyun was caught off guard he flinched and stared at her flushed self his eyes roamed from her sombre eyes gradually to her lips, breathing against each other– the air thick with anticipation.

Leisurely discarding his glasses, he leaned toward her. Eventually, his instincts couldn't resist the magnetic pull of the moment, and he found himself reciprocating the kiss. His dominant hand found the nape of her neck, while the left rested on her waist.

Amidst the fog of sweet alcohol lingering from her system invading his space of mind. the kiss deepened, and their bodies drew dangerously closer within seconds.

With that snap of realization, Yuno stopped the act, dazed by her.

He would do anything for her, he constantly yearned for her even after all that happened. Yet, he refused to take advantage of her vulnerability. As he struggled to formulate the words he needed to convey, he grappled with the elusive thoughts.

He wanted to reassure her, to make her understand. But his brain seemed to be on strike, rendering him helpless.

Cold sweats build up over him, He suddenly feels like a teen boy who's in front of his huge crush.

"Sienna, I—" His words were abruptly cut short as she averted her eyes, rising slowly. As she hastened away, he found himself perplexed by the startling shift, his body instinctively following her.

Realizing the toilet room lights were open, he moved fast behind her. Already hiding how flustered he is.

Efficiently gathering her hair into a ponytail as she faced the toilet— letting out the toxins from her system. he offered a comforting rub on her back. His eyes fell on the drawer beneath the counter, remembering the hair ties she had left behind. He snatched one and secured her hair.

Perhaps, it had always been the right choice not to clean out the stuff she kept in his place.

"Take it easy," he hummed, attempting to access a smaller drawer, anticipating a towel within. All the while, he continued to rub her back, providing solace amid the discomfort.

With the final flush from the toilet, she ceased her ordeal. Jaehyun proactively used the towel to dab at her mouth. "Feeling better?" he asked, focused on the task.

She nodded, touching his hands and prompting him to halt. "I'm sorry," she sighed, closing her eyes and braving the persistent dizziness. His gaze softened, taking in her disheveled appearance, the messy ponytail he had made, her droopy eyes, and her flushed figure.

“Let’s go to bed—” he cleared his throat “Let’s take you to bed, you need to rest up hmm?.”

Her body went near him, and put her head on his chest “Don’t leave….” He looked down, already feeling his shirt getting drenched.

She is already crying.

He patted her head. "I won't," he assured, breathing heavily. "I won't leave you alone… so let’s go to bed." With a controlled but strained voice, he subdued the surging emotions.

Carrying her to bed, he tucked her in gently. Although he yearned to lie beside her, this wasn't the opportune moment. He settled beside the bed on his rug, holding her hand, watching over her. As he hummed softly, he moved strands of hair away from her face, his quiet presence coaxing a serene expression onto her face.

Even in mere proximity, he found solace.

The sunlight tiptoed into the room, gently rousing Sienna from her deep slumber. A momentary panic seized her when her eyes landed on a head resting at the edge of the bed. Quickly regaining composure, she realized Yuno was sleeping on the floor beside her. His head lay on the mattress, while his body occupied the floor.

Her heartbeat slowed, confusion swirling in her mind as she tried to make sense of the situation. Battling a hangover headache, she opened her eyes gently, fixating on the man's face. It had been too long since she allowed herself to bask in the sight of him, and the ache of missing him resurfaced.

Almost by instinct, her hand lightly caressed his bangs, now dyed in a darker shade. Moving to his eyebrows and eyes, the familiarity felt both comforting and oddly unfamiliar after all this time.

His eyes twitched slightly, signalling his impending awakening. As her brain flashed fragments of memories from the previous night, embarrassment coursed through her.

Jaehyun's eyes fluttered open, meeting hers. Sensing her staring fixed on his lips, he gently grabbed her hand, preventing her from retracting her actions. "You're awake," she timidly said, attempting to downplay the significance of her actions.

She didn't get an immediate response, but now it was Yuno's turn to observe her. Despite having done the same the night before, this morning ritual fed his yearning for the simple moments they used to share.

"Do-Don't just stare at me like that," she uttered, biting her bottom lip.

"I'm sorry," he muttered. After a comfortable silence, she replied, "Don't bother, it's not like it's a big thing," avoiding his piercing stare, her cheeks flushing with warmth.

He shook his head slowly. "I have a lot to say sorry for."

Puzzled, her mind hinted at their last fight, the night they broke up. "I understand. It's not my decision to make."

"I should have talked with you before acting out my will with this, especially when it’s strongly sensitive for you… “ His voice became small but he needs to take accountability.

“I was selfish. I figured since I have the privilege to save up, all I could think was part of my savings was all about you."

"I should have known better."

Sienna always loved how pure this guy can get. She recognized the sincerity of his intentions. “I was too defensive and insecure to begin with every time I could see how people view us. I love how they take pride in you for what you do, but when I’m in the picture with you I could feel they always have this impression in our relationship that I’m not enough for you."

"I felt embarrassed, my inferiority complex burst." her eyes welled with emotion.

"You know I struggled to ask for help, and I always tried to conquer that, but when our last fight happened, it got me overwhelmed. It was an extreme gesture, and it felt like you were forcing me to be someone I'm not prepared to be." With his sincerity, she felt attacked and unsafe at that time. She was clouded by her negative thoughts and forgot she had him all this time – he was there to pick her up when she was feeling blue.

Yuno softened his gaze at her, “I’m sorry. I was so blinded and didn’t reassure you enough about our relationship, that it got to your thoughts. I don’t care about them, and I know it will be tough for you to immediately not care. So I’ll do my best to be there for you– reminding you to think of me and only me when you doubt, and I will never get tired of making you feel secure.”

She nodded and continued, "I’m fully aware that I have a lot on my plate, especially back then, working to support my family and myself." Her voice cracked as she struggled to compose herself. "And it's just so embarrassing how I know you so well. You’ve always wanted to help me— you’ve always been there, whether I’m struggling financially or whatever situation I'm facing. I just couldn’t take the bullet of reality that I needed to accept. “

Her eyes continued to sting. With every word she spilt, tears flowed down her cheeks.

He was the sunshine she couldn't handle.

"But I broke it. I promised you a slow and steady relationship."

Sienna looked at him stunned, he remembers.

“See you’re a guy who has a light that shouldn't be tainted.” she blurted out, sniffing.

Jaehyun shook his head slowly. Vividly his dimples, and a reassured smile carved his lips. “Sienna when I’m with you. I’m only a normal guy, a guy who loves you deeply, who wants to be with you.” He caressed her cheeks, gingerly wiping away the tears that streamed from her eyes.

Heart fluttering, realising once again that's she is truly in love with this person.

"I'll do better to make myself be deserving of you; I'll work hard.” She firmly stated, Her innocent orbs now filled with passion. “You did receive the money earlier, right?” After meeting her mom, Sienna transferred the money he paid for her university fees.

"You're more than enough, and I will always support you." Jaehyun held her hand tightly, bringing it close to his mouth. “And then, for the meantime, I’ll keep the money in my savings. That will be for us in the future.” He planted a soft kiss on her hand as if sealing a promise of his commitment.

“Besides, all I ever want is for you to spend your time with me – grow old together.” He whispered, his eyes reflecting a future filled with shared unwavering love. With those words, he painted a canvas of a lifetime. Sienna's heart swelled with a mix of emotions, and as they embraced, they both knew that their love story was not just a chapter but a timeless journey of growing old together.

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winterchimez · 11 months

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Jealousy | Lee Hyunjae

pairing: idol Hyunjae x f!reader

genre: fluff, suggestive, influence of alcohol, jealousy is a disease

warnings: CONTAINS MAJOR SPOILERS FROM THE CONCERT SO PROCEED AT YOUR OWN RISK! (i highly suggest you watch the con first if you are unaware of what has caused us fandom to be traumatised 🫠)

word count: 1,404

a/n: so basically this whole idea came to me because of that PARTICULAR performance from Zeneration world tour that shall not be named for the sake of my insanity 🙃 i wrote this in one sitting, it's barely proofread so i humbly apologise-

21st May 2023.

Time flew by quickly and it was already the last day of your best friend’s concert tour that was held in KSPO Dome, one of the largest and infamous grand venues where world-renowned artists have performed at.

To say you were proud of your best friend, Hyunjae, would have been an understatement. You knew how much he and his group have been through for the past 6 years to get to where they are now. And now they were already onto their second world tour.

When your partner in crime practically got you free tickets for 3 days straight, how could’ve you said no?

Everything was planned out towards perfection. You were truly in awe of the entire planning process of the tour, from the stage set-up to the costumes, and of course to the flawless performances.

One thing that you couldn’t have expected was how your bestie literally shed tears as he sang Horizon on stage. He wasn’t the type to bawl his eyes out, let alone let out all of his deepest emotions, even during your friendship. Heck, you were the one who always needed a shoulder to cry on, and he would be your best listener and comfort person, to say the least. You couldn’t help but to feel heartbroken seeing his vulnerable side on stage.

But that wasn’t what surprised you the most.

Certainly, nobody told you that he would be stripping on stage in front of 15,000 audiences.

That made your jaw drop. And you just couldn’t get it out of your mind.

As you made your way backstage, you greeted everyone along the way, from staff members to dancers, to the members, and eventually, towards your best friend.

Being the goofy guy that he was, he headlocks your head in between his muscular arms and ruffles your hair, basically begging for compliments to be said about him.

Of course, you gave the usual sweet words of praise that he always loved to hear, even complimenting him for his entrance during the opening till how he basically nailed every dance move in each song.

Except that you avoided talking about that particular performance.

You felt like you weren’t your usual self, and you just couldn’t be as carefree as you usually were towards him. What was this emotion you were feeling? You have no idea.

One thing you knew was that you practically avoided him like a plague during the after-party.

Even though he was the one you’d always sit next to whenever you’d hang out, you couldn’t help but stick to the 98z gang, you always were close to them being in the same age group. Multiple times your friend has tried to get you back to where he was seating with Sangyeon and Haknyeon, but you tried by all means to seem like you couldn’t hear him or were too distracted by what was going on at your table. It was an after-party after all, there’s bound to be loud music, drinking, cheers, and games.

A few times throughout the night your friend actually stood up and made his way towards your table, seemingly trying to physically pull you towards his, but every time you just found the reason to leave the room, saying how you’ve drank too much and needed to use the bathroom a little bit too often than usual.

Eventually, the male gave up and decided to give you some space. You breathe in a sigh of relief, thanking the heavens that he was finally leaving you alone. Perhaps you really needed it, since your brain was still mentally processing what happened during that particular performance.

Your group of friends were kind enough to let you stay at the hotel that they’d booked for the night, insisting that it was too late and dangerous for you to be travelling back to the apartment on your own. If you were given a free getaway place for the weekend, you of course had no reason to decline.

It was around 12am when you decided to let the members know that you’d be retiring to your room, that was until you heard a ding sound from your phone.

It was a message from the person that you’ve been diligently avoiding.

🎁 Hyunjae: Let’s talk. Meet me in front of my room. I will be waiting.

You contemplated whether you should even accept his request, because hey then all of your efforts of avoiding the man has then gone to waste. But thinking about it, you’d actually feel worse if you left him all alone waiting for you to not show up.

In the end, you chose to be a good samaritan instead.

You made your way towards his room located on the 12th floor, and sure enough, he was leaning against his door, arms crossed with his head down, and you swear he looked… annoyed?

Whatever he was feeling, the goofy clumsy friend that you were accustomed to was gone.

Slowly making your way towards him, you couldn’t help but not look him right in the eye. Instead, you muttered a soft “Hey, what’s up?” towards Hyunjae.

Before you knew it, he was grabbing hold of your wrist and dragging you into his room, where he slammed the door shut and pushed you a little too aggressively against it.

What was this? You have never seen such a side of Hyunjae before. Was it because of the influence of alcohol? Because you were certain he had a little too much to drink than he usually does.

“Why are you avoiding me?”

“W-what? What’s going on Hyunjae-”

“Answer my question, Y/N.”

You gulped. He seems… mad. Or is he not in the right mind because of alcohol? You couldn’t tell. In fact, you were a bit terrified by the current demeanour he was presenting.

Just as you were about to think of a potential convincible answer, Hyunjae pins both of your arms above your head, and his gaze immediately darts down towards your now exposed neck.

“If you’re not gonna tell me, then I’ll make you.”

Without warning, he started leaving trails of kisses down your neck, sucking each spot and you couldn’t help but moan at the pleasure. God, he knew what he was doing, he was a master at this. Your knees began to feel weak, as he pushes one of his legs in between yours, which made you let out a gasp.

Were you just gonna tell him the truth this easily? After all your efforts of avoiding him throughout the whole night? But if something wasn’t done now, god knows how long he is capable of doing-

“I can’t believe you actually stripped on stage.” You blurted out all of a sudden which made the male stop his tracks.

It took a few seconds for Hyunjae to connect the dots, but when he did, he gave you the biggest smirk you’ve ever seen in all those years of being his close friend.

“Funny. You’re jealous.”

“I’m not.”

“Oh sure you were, that’s why you couldn’t look me in the eye and basically avoided me like a plague.”

This time, he leaned his face closer to yours, till both of you were merely inches apart, as he fixed his gaze upon your lips this time. “You could’ve just told me, Y/N.”

And there it was. Next thing you knew both of you were kissing. God, you have had so many fantasies about making out with your best friend, but not like this.

The kiss was rough and breathless. Hyunjae practically gave you no time to have a breather in between, and that was when he suddenly lift you up where you practically wrapped yourself around the man as he lays you down onto his bed.

In this heated moment, both of you were evidently taken over by lust, as you both began to undress one another. Before you could do that to the male though, he stopped your hands that were holding onto the hem of his shirt. “If you really want to see what’s underneath, you gotta work hard for it, sweetheart. Pleasure me.”

That alone has left you stunned. Seeing this as an opportunity, he leans close towards your ear and gave you the most sensual whisper you’d ever expected to hear from him.

“That reveal during Thrill Ride performance? Was specifically done just for you.”

a/n: the fact that i wrote this fic based on that particular stage clearly shows that im not okay HAHAH I'D JUST BURY MYSELF IN THE CORNERS OF MY ROOM FORGETTING THAT I ACTUALLY WROTE THIS GOODBYE-

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ncityprincess · 10 months

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jaehyun loves buying you pretty clothes and accessories. you’re like a little dolly he can dress up and spoil. he follows behind you around the store and watches with amusement as you pick out everything you want. pretty necklaces, skirts, yummy smelling perfume, lingerie. he likes his money where he can see it: on you

💗💗💗

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urfavesimp · 1 year

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guessing nct members kinks

MDNi ♡ JiSUNG VER.

( btw this is just my opinion and just for fun okay don't take it to seriously ily also lemme know if I should do all the members )

warnings ⚠️ - nothing to crazy

♡ SIZE KINK

- but I feel like jisung unknowingly would have a size kink like this boi is TOO DAMN TALL

- like if your shorter than him he'd be starting at you if you put on his sweater or had on a bigger oversized shirt .

- he'd be so shy at first but further into the relationship he'd be a bit more confident yk . he'd give you back hugs that end in him kissing your cheeks or neck like this poor boy would be so turned on my how tiny you feel in his arms

- then once he realizes it he'd be even more shy until he sees you low key like it to

♡ PERV JISUNG

- I feel like he'd also low key be one of the least kinky members ( maybe bc I usually see him ad a soft boy but he is a man so we never know skks )

- but I can see him being a little bit of a perv when it comes to you like maybe he might steal a pair of your panties before a tour so he can feel like he's close to you .

- or he'd ask you for pictures / videos if you guys weren't able yo hang out . he'd definitely save them to .

okay sorry it's short but I'm might to a part 2 maybe

#kpop smut #nct jisung #nct imagines #nct smut #nct dream #nct hard hours #nct scenarios #nct hard thoughts #jaehyun #nct jeno #mark lee #taeyong #nctzen #nct series #nct smau #nct dream smut #nct drabbles #nct dream suggestive

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3raaaachachacha · 2 years

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Time

Jung Jaehyun x female reader / 548 words / fluff / smut

Warnings: consensual recording, fingering, unprotected sex, cursing

Disclaimer: contains 18+ content; minors do not interact

Day eleven of kinktober - jung jaehyun x mirror sex

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"Wow," You chuckled, "A full length mirror on the ceiling, and right above the bed, at that. What were they thinking when they built this place?"

"I think I know exactly what they were thinking," Jaehyun smirked, hands placed firmly onto your waist, sliding down to grip your ass to pull you into his lap as he sat on the bed, "And why don't we document this? I think that's what they wanted. Plus we can have something of each other when we're away from one another."

With a shy nod and smile, He pulled his phone out and placed it on the bedside table as he was recording up into the mirror and before you knew it, his lips were on yours. Stray kisses and touches between the two of you led to discarding of each other's clothes, leaving Jaehyun in his boxers and you in your panties and bra.

"Fuck, you're so stunning," He mumbled through kisses against your neck, "How did I get so lucky?”

You responded with a whine once Jaehyun's fingers pushed your panties to the side to toy with your clit, "You're soaked, baby, I've barely even touched you," Jaehyun teased as he thrusted his middle finger into your pulsing core.

"Feels good, doesn’t it? You're so tight that I have to stretch you out before I can give you my cock," Jaehyun groaned with a confident chuckle.

"I can take it now, please, give it to me," You mumbled into his chest.

Jaehyun snickered, pulling your face away to look at you, "You're squeezing around one of my fingers baby," He said, moving his free hand to touch his bulge, "You know better princess, need more prep for your little cunt."

HIs words were only encouragement, once he added a second finger, his thumb toying with your clit, you were close to your high, but that was soon gone once he abruptly stopped with a frown.

"Need you coming on my cock first, sweetheart," Jaehyun mumbled, lifting your hips to line you up with his cock before sinking you down, "Fuck! You're so fucking tight, god. Move your hips for me. Yeah, nice and easy."

"I’m not gonna last long, Jae," You whined loudly, tears already forming in your eyes, his thrusts going so deep and the new pressure of his hand on your throat had you seeing stars, "You're so fucking big. Fuck, I'm so close."

His thrusts increased and the sound of your skin slapping against one another had you both moaning profanities, "Be a good girl and cum, cum all over my cock. Come on baby."

With his words, they were enough to push you over the edge, your body shaking pathetically as you weakly held on to him. He had control of your hips, thrusting into them a little longer before he was painting your walls with his load. The two of you held onto each other for a few minutes before he laid back onto the bed, pulling you with him.

"I love you," You whispered into his ear, "It’s hard to even explain how much.”

Jaehyun smiled at you lovingly, stretching his arm out to stop the recording and hold you close, "We'll watch that later but for now, We gotta go for round two and then shower."

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backtoyuta · 13 days

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NCT 127 college series- how you first meet

Pairing: Yuta x Reader

warnings: none

A fluffy 127 drabble where Yuta is a flirty sob. No smut but a tad suggestive- 1 in the where you meet 127 at college series

I will never get over college aus. They are my bread and butter.

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Yuta was one of those unlikely friendships that blossomed in potentially the most disastrous of settings. You hated group projects with a passion, there was always one that was super disorganised, and you felt the immense pressure of not being that person in question too. You remember vividly your tutor reading out the list of names- perking at the sound of your own and then flicking your eyes instinctively to Yuta when his was called promptly after.

You glanced away quickly when his aloof expression trained on you, his eyes observing but face unchanging. You scrambled for your belongings as soon as the lecture was over, one of your group-mates muttering about making a group chat with a sullen tone. It would be a little while until Yuta and yourself spoke, your only interaction being the insane sexual tension when it was just you two on the google slides at 1 in the morning.

"This seat free?" Chimed a voice from beside you, Yuta sank into the seat after you shook your head no and shoved some of your stationary aside on the table, the sound a little too awkward and loud for a library.

"I see you were pulling a late one last night," he continued playfully, his tongue pushed to the inside of his cheek as he opened his laptop- something he did a lot.

"I could say the same for you... How's the research going?" His eyes twinkled hearing your reply and his slender fingers typed rapidly. He showed you his research proudly, a substantial amount of work and organised neatly- thank God someone was pulling their weight.

"Let's see what you have" and he leaned closer to see your screen, causing a waft of his cologne to hit you subtly. You let him scroll through your slides, the corner of his mouth turning up at your intelligent use of jargon.

"Wow... Nice Y/N, very nice"

"Oh it gets even better."

"Oh?"

"yeah..." You pulled up your bibliography and sat back, his expression twisting and he let out an exaggerated groan, causing you to laugh and shush him simultaneously, all the while glancing around at anyone hearing your conversation.

"Cited sources, that's what gets you going?" You scoffed sarcastically, eyeing him up and down.

"Listen, my group last time had me in the trenches... I was the backbone of the whole thing." He jokingly shuddered and you laughed at his quip, the two of you settling down and continuing to work on your portions of the work. Your time working together was time you got to know each other beyond an acquaintance in your class. Being with Yuta was thrilling, mostly because he was the type of person you knew you would never have been friends with outside of these circumstances. He was a creative, opinionated, and had a torturous sense of humour- something he adored weaponizing and using to make you squirm.

He couldn't help but coo internally when he would spout an abundance of lies, and watch you intently as you went through the motions of nodding naively, process what he said and then playfully go to hit his chest lightly while he laughed and dodged you in satisfaction. You became accustomed to strolling over to the library to work together, sending him sly texts when you saw him pop up on google slides, and exchanging smiles when you caught him with his group of friends. Occasionally he liked to drag you over for a chat, sling an arm around your shoulder and keep you there until you could say your goodbyes and continue on to wherever you were going.

The tension only increased when you progressed to working at each other's dorms. It was hard to tell which was the lesser of two evils; all your friends in your flat were nosey and wanted all the details about the hot guy you brought round to study with, and Yuta lived in a stereotypical guy-dorm. Today, you opted for skilfully dodging the pizza boxes piled by the door and let yourself be led down the narrow corridor into Yuta's compact, but relatively tidy room.

Yuta settled on his bed with his back leaning against the wall, beckoning you to come and sit beside him while shimmying his laptop and books out of his bag. As soon as you were sat, the air became a little thicker, his form was incredibly warm against yours in the small room and his signature scent that always clung to him was much more potent in his space.

Yuta was always very frugal and complicit with physical contact; he had no issue with his friends resting, leaning, clinging on him, so you tried very hard to pay no mind when he pressed his side up to yours to place the laptop between you. You had to force your heartrate to slow and for your hands to stop shaking when he handed you a piece of paper, the tremor catching his attention- to his delight.

"Am I making you nervous?" His tone felt a little too serious, and his voice was a little lower than the clear tone he usually sang out.

"No." You replied, a little too quickly, and you caught the smirk gracing his features in the reflection of the laptop screen. "It's probably the coffee... I'm fine." You made a point of shoving a pillow behind your back and cracking on, Yuta's chuckle sounding in the mostly quiet room. He didn't budge an inch, his jeans still pressed up against your leg and the slightly bony part of his shoulder level with your head.

You were working efficiently, the sun had set a while ago so Yuta illuminated the room with a lamp, casting a warm glow. At some point you became quite lethargic, the warmth of the room and Yuta being so close was like a blanket, and the quietness that was interrupted minimally by the soothing sound of typing caused a fog in your brain. Your eyes continued to close against your will, and you had to force the yawns away while trying to subtly jerk your body awake.

"Why don't you just take a nap?" Yuta laughed lightly, watching your eyelids flutter. He couldn't suppress his giggle, his shoulder shaking causing your head to almost vibrate when he noticed you had typed a stream of full stops and commas in your writing; you must've left your fingers on the keys when you dozed off for the umpteenth time.

You only grumbled in response, determined to shake the tiredness off, but that was proving impossible. Ignoring your light whine of confusion, Yuta brushed his fingers over your thigh as he lifted your laptop off your lap, and lightly pushed your shoulder so you were resting horizontal with your head nestled in a pillow.

"I won't bother you." Yuta smiled, his eyes still trained on his work. He tugged your T-shirt down once in a gentle manner from where it had ridden up your back, and you almost flinched where his cool fingertips came into contact with your exposed skin. Your heart was fluttering at being casually manhandled, but you let out a quiet sigh of agreement when you settled into the mattress, your eyes closing automatically.

You woke disorientated, the light outside gone completely and the only parts visible was the illumination of street lights and buildings. Yuta was slouched in his desk chair, a book open in front of him but he was watching some kind of sports game in Japanese on his laptop on the lowest volume.

"What time is it?" You grumbled, still confused, dehydrated, too hot and tangled in blankets.

"Late. I'll walk you home... You want something to eat?" Yuta rolled his chair over to where you were sitting up, reaching out casually to move some of your hair that had become mussed back to their original position. The mention of food made you conscious of how hollow your stomach felt and you nodded sleepily, head bowed at how Yuta looked at your endearing form shyly.

You did get some food, and after Yuta helped you gather together your belongings that had scattered around the bed he held your jacket open for you to slip your arms in, flung your backpack over his shoulder and walked you out, making casual conversation on the way home.

The time eventually came to show your group presentation, and he smiled widely at you when you sighed out, relieved the whole thing was over and done with.

"You should come over tonight," he spoke seriously, those infamous dark eyes looking you up and down as he poked his tongue into the inside of his cheek

"The presentation is over Yuta, we can chill." You squirmed under his gaze, but made a point of throwing him a friendly smile as if to part ways, grabbed your bag and turned to exit.

Before you could turn fully, Yuta reacted quick and grasped your hoodie-clad wrist lightly, preventing your leave.

"Hm? I didn't mean to work." His tone was light hearted but his expression was almost sinister, his eyes glinted and mouth quirked into a smile… and he was still holding your sleeve. Letting the last of the class stragglers pass by behind you and out the door you felt your stomach flip in excitement and your knees shake. Yuta continued to stare you down, taking a sadistic enjoyment at you blush and fumble to try and formulate an answer.

The lecturer rushed out a goodbye and also disappeared out the door of the lecture theatre, leaving you entirely alone in the aisle nearest the exit; the rows and rows of seats looking vast and empty now it was just the two of you. You stepped back towards the wall to gain some distance, purely out of self preservation, but Yuta leaned up casually on the wall behind you. He wasn't a whole lot taller than you, but his dominance was omnipresent as he waited patiently for your answer.

“Yeah… sounds… good” the words catching in your throat slightly. He chuckled again, his dark expression mollifying into something more friendly. The air turned stiff as he acknowledged your answer, it was like he was completely aware of his effect on you and wanted to exploit it as much as was in his power.

"See, I do make you nervous." He smiled, once again amused at how you bore his torment. You shook your head slightly and dared to look at his dark eyes that glinted down at you. At this point you easily could've slipped away, he had let your wrist go, but the thrill of the moment was keeping your feet firmly planted. You wanted to prove he didn't turn you into the puddle he was so sure he did. Even if your from was melting under his gaze as we speak.

"You're delusional." You muttered, your face twisting into an expression of mirth as he breathed out a laugh through his nose, and he leant his upper body lower to be closer to your ear.

"Am I? So it doesn't bother you when I do this?" He feigned innocence despite one hand still placed on the wall to entrap you and the fingers of his other hand trailing up your clothed spine. He forced a leg between the two of yours, effectively parting them and leant so close to your ear that you could feel his cool, minty breath tickling your neck.

He muttered something in Japanese, his mother tongue spilling from his lips fluidly and sensually, his lips brushing against the shell of your ear caused your hair to stand on end. He trailed his hand up further behind you and toyed with your hair, and he punctuated his words with a snicker as your breath caught. Your body contradicted itself, trying to escape the ticklish feeling of his fingers on your back but also wanting to refrain from giving him a reaction at all. You were absolutely certain that whatever he murmured so wickedly in your ear was the most perverted thing he could muster, his teasing expression gave you that much, but you breathed a sharp breath and once again looked up bravely.

"Nope." You popped, deadpan, but still fighting the urge to shiver and shimmy away from his expert touch.

"No?" Leaning in again, he muttered more in a foreign language. His tone was practically purring as he bemused at your confused expression, and reached the hand that was walking up and down your spine to your head to move some hair off your face.

"What are you saying?" You questioned defeated, your tone a little whinier that what you would have liked but his sultry actions were making a potent mixture of heat and frustration pool in your stomach.

"Can I show you?" He offered, his eyes searching yours for an ounce of discomfort. You relaxed your body in his hold and once again a devilish smirk pulled at his features. He looked down intently at your lips as you nodded naively at his request, the syrupy feeling you had before morphing into something more needy and you squirmed slightly when he leaned down and kissed you.

You let him take the lead as he moulded his lips with yours, your hands pressed against the wall awkwardly as he overpowered you. Sensing your awkwardness, he slid his hand from your bicep, down your forearm and grasped your hand lightly to bring it up and place it on his shoulder, never removing his lips from yours. Using his prompt, your wound the hand he had manoeuvred towards the warmth of his neck and placed your other hand lightly on his chest, while he snaked his arms around you and kept you close; his hands working with pure experience and expertise.

The sound of students chatting down the hallway, right outside the door caused you to pull away and turn your head towards the noise. Yuta loosened his grip from your body but took your chin between his thumb and index finger to force you to face him again, and pressed a languid kiss to your swollen lips.

"We won't mind them." He spoke for the both of you, his dominance once again coming to the forefront.

"Are you always this bossy?" You complained jokingly, allowing him to kiss you once more. He pulled away and left some ticklish kisses on your jaw and neck, nothing that would leave a mark, only stopping to laugh at your comment and peer at your flushed face.

"Are you always this compliant?" He sassed back, the tone light hearted but the implication hung heavy between you.

You raised your eyebrow at his question and summoned some fire from your flustered form to quip back at him. "Wouldn't you like to know?" You wiggled with more defiance, signalling that the two of you should leave now and he followed your suit, detangling his arms from you and slinging his bag over his shoulder.

He didn't reply to your statement, only opened the door and held it for you over your head. You fell into step together as he walked you out of the lecture hall, a hand deftly reaching down to clasp yours and continue to walk like that. His domineering presence kept you wary and excited, as you followed him back to his dorm you could only wonder where the events of the day would take you.

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writemekpop · 11 months

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Confession (Part 2) | Jung Jaehyun & Nakamoto Yuta

Pairing: Jaehyun x Reader, Yuta x Reader

Summary: Ever since you became pregnant, Jaehyun won't fuck you. You turn to Yuta for a shoulder to cry on... that becomes something more. Jaehyun begs to have you back.

Genre: Husband!Jaehyun, serious angst, bad boy college friend!Yuta

Word Count: 2k

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 💋

“Who’s in there?” Jaehyun yelled.

A fist banged on the door. You saw the bathroom doorknob rattle, and your heart pounded.

Your voice was thick with tears. “It’s me.”

The banging on the door stopped. “Y/n? How long have you – been there?” Jaehyun’s voice rose with each word.

You pulled the door open. Yuta and Jaehyun were staring at you. Yuta shifted awkwardly and Jaehyun looked deathly pale.

Jaehyun lurched towards you. “I’m so sorry-”

“Stop.” You swatted his hand away. “Give me the car keys. Find somewhere else to stay tonight.”

Jaehyun’s shoulders slumped. “Baby, please-”

“KEYS!” you yelled, trembling.

Jaehyun nodded once and reached into his back pocket.

A fresh wave of tears falling, you ran out and slammed the door in his face.

Only, you didn’t pull your fingers away fast enough, and the door slammed on your right hand. An explosion of pain made you swear.

“What happened? Are you okay?”

You cursed. “Jae, just leave me al-“ You stopped mid-sentence, because it wasn’t Jaehyun standing in front of you, it was Yuta.

Yuta eyed your purple fingers, marked with an angry line where the door crushed them.

“Damn, Y/n, you need an ice pack!” He stepped closer, reaching out as if to inspect your hand.

“I’m fine,” you croaked.

You tried to push him away, but your hand was aching so much that you gave in and let Yuta inspect your fingers. With his brow furrowed in concentration, he gently turned them around and inspected the injury.

Yuta ran to the kitchen and back, and pressed a bag of frozen peas to your hand.

He cradled your hand in his strong arms, keeping the bag of peas pressed to it.

“You don’t have to keep holding my hand,” you said, flustered by his kindness.

Yuta’s face was serious, his eyes completely focused on your hand. “It’s okay. I got you.”

You finally allowed Yuta to carry the weight of your hand, sighing at the sweet feeling of being held.

“How’s the pain?” Yuta murmured, searching your face.

“Please, just forget what Jaehyun said,” you said, too embarrassed to meet his eyes.

Yuta nodded solemnly.

You avoided Jaehyun and drove home.

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Two months had passed since the barbeque. You were nearing the end of your pregnancy, and now even walking was a struggle.

You and Jaehyun had barely spoken since that night.

He’d just stare at you with these sad puppy eyes. But that only made you angrier, because you knew he was only upset that he’d got caught.

Jaehyun still thought you were ugly, just because you were carrying his child. How shallow could a person be? What happened to unconditional love?

You threw yourself into your work, staying out later and later each night.

It was a Wednesday evening, and you had just come out of the shower. You were sitting on your bed, naked, rubbing cocoa butter onto your baby bump.

Ever since that night, you’d started changing in the bathroom, to avoid Jaehyun. He didn’t deserve to see you naked.

Tonight, though, you didn’t bother to hide. Jaehyun wasn’t coming home till late.

To your surprise, the front door clicked open.

Jaehyun entered and stared at your naked body shamelessly.

“What are you doing back so soon?” you snapped, pulling a towel over your body.

Jaehyun said nothing. He simply walked towards you and dropped to his knees in front of you.

He hung his head low, resting it on your knees. His shoulders rose and fell as he let out shaky, ragged breaths.

You gasped at this show of emotion.

Jaehyun gripped your towel with his fists.

“I am so sorry,” he said through gritted teeth. “I can’t sleep without you, I can’t eat without you, I- I’m going insane. Do you want me to beg?”

Jaehyun’s handsome cheeks were hollow, his eyes dark with shadow. It broke your heart to see him reduced to this. “I would do anything to have you back,” he said.

You brushed your hand through Jaehyun’s soft chestnut hair, sighing. This was the first time you’d touched him in days. You looked at Jaehyun’s lips and thought about kissing him.

Jaehyun lifted his head, his glistening eyes meeting yours. “Can we just… go back to how we were before?”

His words made you freeze. He made it sound like it was your fault that your relationship had shattered to pieces. Clearly, he wasn’t sorry. There were light years between you and him.

Slowly, but firmly, you pushed Jaehyun away.

“I… can’t.” You shrugged tearfully.

You stood up and walked to the door.

Jaehyun stayed kneeling, a tear rolling down his sharp jaw.

What had you two become?

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Three days later…

KNOCK KNOCK

You opened the door and let Yuta inside. Although it was freezing out, Yuta was in a sleeveless T shirt, revealing firm, tattooed biceps. Typical.

“Hey…” he said, wrapping one arm around your shoulder. Since the night of the party, everything had become awkward.

“How have you… um, been?” he asked.

You touched your belly. “Only two weeks to go… then I can get my body back.”

Yuta sighed. “Don’t talk like that, Y/n. You’re perfect. You’re a-a-“ He clicked his fingers. “A MILF!”

You snorted, the awkwardness evaporating. Yuta always knew how to make you laugh.

Yuta went on. “Jaehyun is such an idiot. He doesn’t know how lucky he is to have you.”

A strange expression flickered across Yuta’s face, but it disappeared before you could figure out what it was.

You cleared your throat. “Thanks for coming over at such short notice… the fridge just went bust and now I’m worried about the food going off.”

Yuta chuckled. “It pays to have an engineer as a friend, right?”

You smirked. “Totally.”

Yuta sauntered into the kitchen. He pulled out the fridge and started tinkering with the wires. You stood at the door, admiring the way his biceps bulged as he worked.

“Where’s Jaehyun?” Yuta asked, after a while.

Your mood soured at the mention of his name. “He’s visiting his parents for the weekend. So… I’m all alone.”

Yuta cleared his throat. “Oh.”

The mood shifted, so slightly, that it was almost imperceptible.

In college, you, Jaehyun and Yuta were inseparable. Truthfully, you had a crush on both of them, but Jaehyun asked you out first, so you went along with it.

Yuta stood up, stretching his arms above his head. You watched the hem of his T shirt rise, revealing a taut brown abdomen, and a smattering of dark hair. A tattooed butterfly peeked out of the waistband of his boxers. Your throat went dry.

“All done.” Yuta said, patting the fridge door. “Don’t underestimate this fridge. She works like a dream.”

You smiled and squeezed his hand. “You’re an angel.”

Yuta’s eyes lingered on your joined hands. “I should… probably go.”

He pulled his hand from yours and walked towards the door.

“Wait,” you called.

Yuta stopped in his tracks.

“Won’t you stay for a drink? It’s been so lonely lately… I- I miss talking to someone.”

Yuta turned round. “Okay.”

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So that’s how you and Yuta ended up side by side on the couch, him with a whiskey, and you with a soda, reminiscing about your college days.

Yuta wiped a tear from his eye, still laughing. “I still can’t believe Taeyong did that. And to think he’s a professor now!”

“Right?” you said, smiling at the memories.

“Hey,” Yuta said, nudging your shoulder. “Remember that time we hooked up?”

Your breath caught in your throat.

Lately, you’d been replaying that memory almost every night. You and Yuta in the back of the library, your hand down his sweatpants, his face between your legs...

You’d shove your hand into your panties and pray that your sleeping husband wouldn’t hear you. For some reason, you couldn’t get Yuta out of your head lately. Especially cocky teenage Yuta, with his tight muscles, tongue piercing and bleached blonde hair.

You tried to play it cool.

“Oh yeah!” you said, laughing a little too loud. “I totally forgot about that!”

“Shame it was only one night though.” Yuta’s eyes were hazy, as if he was watching the memories on a film. His thumb absentmindedly stroked the back of your hand. “Then Jaehyun showed up and well… the rest is history.”

His face became serious. “Y/n, you deserve a husband who wants you. A husband who fucks you. A husband who understands what a goddamn privilege it is to do that.”

The hairs on the back of your neck stood up.

The rough, paint-splattered denim of Yuta’s leg rubbed your bare thigh. You noticed the faint stubble on Yuta’s chin, the handsome curve of his brow, his strong, square jaw. Was he always this sexy?

Yuta was staring at you with hungry eyes. It made you feel desired… something you hadn’t felt in months.

Suddenly, you craved Yuta with an intensity that was almost crippling. The thought of Jaehyun entered your mind, but you pushed it into the corner.

You wanted to be wanted, and right now, Yuta was looking at you like you were the only woman on the planet. That’s all that mattered.

Yuta was waiting, muscles tensed, for you to make the first move.

You gulped. It was now or never.

You leaned over and kissed Yuta on the mouth. That was all the permission he needed. You led him onto the couch in the living room.

Yuta pulled you onto him, kissing you with an animalistic intensity. One of his hands squeezed your breast, and the other grasped your hair and pulled, hard. You yelped, Yuta’s moves sensing sparks of pleasure coursing through you.

Yuta was rough – kissing you firmly, yanking at your clothes. He wasn’t holding back. Ever since you got pregnant, everyone treated you like you were breakable, like you were made of glass. The fact that Yuta wasn’t doing that made you want to scream with happiness.

Soon you were both naked. You were on top, riding him shamelessly. Yuta’s lips never left your skin.

Yuta’s groans got louder, and soon he began to curse in Japanese. It didn’t matter that you couldn’t understand him – no words were needed.

Your high ripped through you with a flash of white heat. It was so intense that when you opened your mouth, no sound came out.

You rolled off him, exhausted in the best way. Yuta held your hand as you both came down from your highs.

Soon your heartbeat slowed to normal.

Then, you felt a blow to your side, making you cry out in pain. It was the baby, kicking you from the inside. In a sickening rush, you were reminded of who you were married to, the fact that you were nine months pregnant with Jaehyun’s chid.

“You should – go,” you said.

Yuta’s head snapped in your direction, a flicker of hurt evident in his dark eyes.

“Please,” you said. The post-sex glow was fading fast.

Yuta stood up and reached for his boxers, grumbling, but obedient. “You deserve better than him.”

Just then, you heard a car pull up to the driveway. Yuta ran to the window. When he turned to you, his face was blank.

You knew what he was going to say before he said it.

“It’s Jaehyun.”

to be continued...

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wonjns · 2 years

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breakroom ♠

pairing; jeong jaehyun x male reader

genre; smut

summary; jaehyun was wild, you were unprofessional. of course, the dangerous mix of you two leads to getting carried away in the break room 🤾

includes; sub!malereader, outercourse/mutual masturbation, slight exhibitionism, minor corruption kink, dry humping, gawd just coworker!jaehyun being so sexy

wc; 2k

notes; LMAO imma be real this wasnt supposed to be long bc it was just a dream i literally had the other day & keep getting worked up over ?!?!? i have a lot of drafts to release soon including some requests so im exicted !!!

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“mmm, if you don’t stop making those sounds i’m gonna cum in my pants.” jaehyun groaned in between the assault of his lips on yours.

your hands trembled as they rested on his shoulders, and you tried to gather enough breath to apologize. but before you could utter a word you found yourself once again humming contently into his mouth when your plush lips were smashed with the older male’s.

your lips molded perfectly and so deliciously, jaehyun tasted like nothing you’ve ever experienced before. his presence was addicting and the way his hands graced over your body was masterful, his skills being the sole reason as to why you ended up in this exact position every other day in the office’s lightly dimmed break room.

thanks to your uncle, you were able to land a pretty high paying part time job in his magazine publishing office - and it just so happened that one of the full time employees, jaehyun himself, had taken quite a liking to you. your were the CEO’s innocent little nephew, and your sweet smile combined with your politeness around the work place drove him crazy with desire. eventually all it took were a couple of sneak glances and a waft of his expensive cologne to get you pouncing on him the second you two found the break room vacant one day - not one professional bone in your body.

no one could blame you, though, jaehyun just knew how to rile you up. his extremely tight fitting dress pants and button ups always teased his tone figure, which was rarely covered by his blazer. but even then, his jackets were usually snug around the waist and boasted his broad shoulders. his bone structure was flawless and you never once saw a hair of his out of place, so it was inevitable that you joined the league of employees who would gawk at him daily.

what made you different, though, was that jaehyun’s tongue wasn’t swirling around inside the mouths of all those other employees like it was in yours right now. jaehyun sat in the empty chair next to you at the coffee table, trapping your head still between his hands while he went to town on your cavern.

you moaned loudly once again when your wrestling pink muscles separated for a moment for you to run yours over his perfect teeth. he leaned back slightly, smiling at you as he watched you chase his lips. you couldn’t believe you were becoming so turned on in such a public environment, but the need for him that ached in you was too powerful to factor in any kind of rational reasoning.

when you released another noisy mewl upon your tongue running across his sharp teeth, jaehyun chuckled, breaking your kiss by pulling on the back of your neck. you couldn’t stand the constant mini separations, but willed yourself to compose your behavior.

“damn, you’re loud today.” the dark brunette teased, circling his thumb along your neck.

you panted as you tried to catch your breath, but immediately froze in place when you heard the clacking of heels just outside the break room. you and jaehyuns eyes shot over to the closed door, watching the shadow of movement move past the room and the sound wander off in the distance.

you sighed in relief, retracting your hands from their place on jaehyun’s shoulders to smooth out your tie.

“sorry, it’s just been... a while.” you say as you stood, making your way over to the fridge, needing its chilly air to cool you down.

“i still can’t believe i have none other than big boss man’s own nephew in here with me. in the office. everyday at that.” jaehyun stated as he stood from his chair, following your path. he comes up behind you as you search the large fridge’s contents and wraps his arms around your hips. “you’re a naughty one, y/n, aren’t you?”

you sigh, trying not to give in to your body’s desire to lean into his hold as you feel him starting to place kisses on the back of your neck.

“you’re riskier than i am.” you teased back. “im just the new guy, you’re Mr. Popular. if anyone from your fan club came in here and saw us... your rep would probably be wasted.”

in a flash, the water bottle from your hand had been snatched and placed on the nearby counter, and your back was being pressed flatly against the refrigerator door.

“well, i guess we just can’t let that happen then.” he replied inches from your face, his eyes holding a much darker gaze as he stared at your lips. he didn’t waste any more time before attaching your mouths back together like magnets.

this time was more passionate, with tons of more strength behind it. he dominated the kiss easily, slotting his thigh between your legs. the way his toned muscles pressed flushed against your erection (which you hadn’t even noticed was already hard) caused your legs to tremble. you grabbed on to his shoulders once more for stability, needily raising one of your legs to his hips to push harder against your bulge.

jaehyun received the message, smirking into the kiss before he started expertly rolling his hips into yours. you groaned, gripping tightly as your hands roamed from his shoulders to his face, and then the hairs on the nape of his neck. while he ground against you, jaehyun detached himself from your mouth to suck the soft skin of your throat. his ministrations were strong, keeping you pinned against the fridge, and you heard the contents inside lightly shake with the force he was applying to you.

he found your weak spot, repeatedly dragging his tongue around it in random shapes and nibbling on it.

“j-jae,,” you moaned mindlessly as your eyes rolled back. you couldn’t stop yourself from rolling your hips messily into his thigh, the friction causing you to levitate.

levitate being purely figurative, as the opposite actually took place - your legs giving out on you due to the pleasure. if it wasn’t for the taller male keeping you trapped within his chest and hands gripped on your waist, you’re sure you would’ve immediately hit the deck.

jaehyun chuckled at you, ignoring your moans as he hoisted you up in his arms, sitting you on the counter. his hands found your ass, and pushed you as close to the edge as possible while grinding his hard-on into yours. noises escaped both of you this time as he kept the motions up. you grew completely dizzy, unable to see straight. jaehyun simply grinned, his dimples making an appearance while studying your blissful expression. he never got sick of this, wishing he could photograph and frame it.

you leaned forward to begin sucking kisses into his throat this time, his beautifully thick neck having teased you for much too long to not do anything about it. the brunette chuckled, licking his lips as he felt your plush ones work him. the effect he had over you was strong, but the sensation you brought him when you took initiative was incomparable. seeing you like this made his cock even harder, had that even been possible.

it proved to be entirely possible, since you felt it between your clothed legs as his masterful hip rolls only increased in power. you swore you were seconds away from just reaching down and unbuttoning his pants yourself when you suddenly heard a jiggle at the door across the room.

you panicked again. your senses returned to you in seconds when your heart dropped to your gut in fear at the thought of finally getting caught. you drew back from jaehyun’s neck, eyeing the door handle that suspiciously only continued to jiggle. you looked back to jaehyun’s eyes, who looked way too amused, but you were too scared to utter a sound.

you heard two men conversing on the other side.

“it’s locked, i think the lights are off in there.” one spoke, being followed by another.

“damnit, again? we need to tell steve to stop having maintenance come until the end of the day.” the second voice complained, before you heard them both walk off.

jaehyun bit his lip cockily as he turned his head back around to gaze at you, his hands caressing your sides.

“yeah, i took care of it as soon as we came in. you were probably too out of it to notice.” he spoke lowly, settling deeper in between your spread legs. he then lifted them to wrap around his waist while he continued to stare you down.

“oh my god, you’re so hot.” you practically moaned before pulling his face to yours, forcing his opened lips together.

you both released deeply satisfied ‘mmm’s into each other’s mouths - the vibrations from his deep hums surging through your body, sending your sanity over the edge. jaehyun smirked into the make out as you started grinding your throbbing erection against his again, but this time it lasted only a few seconds before jaehyun was reaching down for your zipper.

“they’re probably going to go find the key, so why don’t you say we race the clock, hm baby boy?” he spoke before dipping his head down to your collarbones, nipping the thin skin while stripping you of your work pants.

you nodded in agreement, your mind so hazed over in lust you couldn’t even bring yourself to speak a proper sentence. you reached your hands under his shirt, mewling when you felt his warm, solid abs under your touch before you went to work on the buttons. soon you were down to your underwear and jaehyun had maneuvered his pants just low enough to fit snugly around his thighs - his hardened member clearly straining against his underwear.

you couldn’t help but whimper at the sight of his huge length, despite it being covered by that last thin lair of clothing. you cursed the lack of time you had, resisting the urge to just lower his waistband and take him fully in your mouth. he watched as you practically drooled over him, smirking contently. he then got to work, rutting his bulge into your throbbing member.

and it was like yet again, jeong jaehyun had sent you into cloud nine with so little effort. you were unable to think of anything but him as your bodies wound themselves into one another. jaehyun threw his head back in pleasure when you wrapped your arms around his neck and picked up the pace, grinding into him deliciously. you took the opportunity to capture his gorgeous adam’s apple in your mouth, sucking like it would be your last chance.

he groaned deeply at your actions, causing your cock to twitch while you continued rutting against him sloppily. jaehyun’s hands encased your butt immediately, guiding your core with more strength. you shared moans at the sensation while your hands tried to feel as much of his back muscles as possible. he dipped his head down to lick a long stripe down your neck before biting down on your collar bones, opting to leave some marks there.

this was euphoric, and you wanted to stay in this state forever. however all it took was one more wave of vibrations from your co-worker’s shameless moans to send you over the edge, spilling your own liquids in your boxers. the filth of it all sent jaehyun toppling over into his own release as well, leaving both of you clinging to each other and panting. you looked one another in the eye before erupting into hushed giggles. you ran your fingers through jaehyun’s perfect hair while he caressed your exposed thighs. neither of you went into work that day with the intentions of going that far, but you were so glad you did.

just before you could speak up with the suggestion to clean yourselves off and get back to your cubicles, you both heard the door handle jiggle as it was unlocked.

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