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sleeping-sirens · 1 year

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lips ღ lee jeno

pairing : jeno x fem reader (reader is called sweetheart but could also be gn)

genre : soulmate!au (telepathy + matching tattoos + healing bond + mind reading), established relationship, fluff, romance, a bit of angst if you squint.

summary : jeno had come yet again from another one of his underground fights, all bruised and scratched up and reader is so worried about him.

word count : 1944 words.

warnings : mentions of blood, injuries, wounds, kisses, slightly suggestive towards the end.

a/n : i wrote this oneshot back in 2021 :0 so not that proud of it :(

i’m publishing it here mainly for 🍬 anon! thank you for your sweet words and encouragement, hope you like it 😔

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Heart racing inside your chest, you're pacing around the room while nervously fiddling with your fingers. A deep sigh leaves your clogged throat, wanting nothing more than to crumble and succumb to your sobs.

Your lips are bruised by now from how much you've been biting on them for the past hour. Your eyes roam around the room feeling lost in a world of your own, fear and worrisome bubbling from the pit of your stomach and crawling up your throat, lining your eyes with tears. You don't want to let your weakness take over you. At least not until he comes back.

The black screen of the TV is matching the sky outside, dark and lonely with only you in the middle, not knowing what to do and how to react. The broadcast has ended long ago, and you're now just waiting impatiently for Jeno to return home.

The clock hanging on the wall behind you seems to tick more slowly than ever, the sound of it resonating in the eerily silent living room, conducting an irregular melody with your staggering breaths accompanied by your crazy heartbeats.

Without noticing, your teeth take your fingers hostage, your nerves weighing down on you and tugging on your heartstrings like it's their last lap in a competitive race with nobody but you. Anxiety clouds your mind with thoughts that refrain you from thinking straight. On top of being worried about him, you're furious at yourself for being in this state while he needs you the most right now.

Taking your head in between your hands, you clasp the sides of your face and shut your eyes, completely messed up and failing at concentrating on what you should do. With many attempts at activating your telepathy connection with Jeno, you fall victim to the trap made only by you.

When you hear faint knocks on the door, you stumble around to open it. Your eyes meet two pairs of eyes already looking at you with pain swirling inside them, anticipating your reaction. In the middle of your frenzied state, you notice the slumped body squished between Doyoung and Jaemin, shoulders dropping as if he has no bones to hold his muscles up and head looking down feebly.

Your arms fly to your soulmate, and you hug him tightly, forgetting about his bruised body, and he lets out a pained wince, causing you to take a step back and open the door wider for his friends to get him inside the house. Pressing your lips together to conceal the sob that wants to leave your body, you heavy-heartedly look at him struggling to walk on his feet.

They gently put him down on the couch, tucking his shivering body under the fuzzy blanket that you had already prepared for him. You saunter to the kitchen and pull a bottle of water from the fridge, returning quickly to the living room before you crouch down in front of him, handing the bottle to him.

Unable to make a move, Jeno only lifts his arm to shield his eyes from the blinding lights assaulting his blurry vision. Concern filling you to the brim, you sigh, lowering your head on the couch, reaching over to hold his hand.

Doyoung nudges Jaemin and they both exchange knowing gazes, silently getting out of the apartment and leaving you two alone.

"My precious boy..." You whisper, getting closer to Jeno's burning body and brushing the blue strands of hair sticking to his forehead from sweat.

"Can you please turn off the lights?" He croaks out gruffly, voice hoarse and weak from the lack of energy in his body.

You immediately oblige and run back to him, only having the side lamp as a source of light. You hesitantly push his arm away from his eyes so that you can see his face. His eyes gently open to focus on you, but in vain, your face still looks blurry to him. Jeno throws his head back with a groan, doubling his efforts to sit up straight on the couch.

"Come here," He welcomes you to his stretched arms and you carefully join him, cocooning yourself in his warm embrace.

"I'm sorry I couldn't keep you company on your way back," You shyly admit. "I couldn't bring myself to concentrate."

"It's okay, sweetheart." Jeno winces in pain when he wraps his arms around you and you worriedly look up at him.

You can clearly see his face now. Bloody scratches are littering his entire face, some cuts too deep with dried blood circling them, and some still fresh and glistening with crimson. The corner of his left eye is turning blue as your eyes travel all over his face, and when your vision settles down, you see the corner of his lips bruised and damaged badly than the other parts of his face.

Sensing you looking at him, Jeno glances down at you and tries his hardest to smile at you without triggering his wounds, but he fails badly, which causes him to groan and hiss at how painful his injuries are. Your fingers hesitantly fly up to his lips, gently skimming over the dried blood, and he closes his eyes, concentrating on your healing touch.

Your senses perk up and you close your eyes to activate the healing bond between you and your soulmate, scooting your body as close to his as possible, uniting your emotions and thoughts and making your souls feel like one.

Jeno hums in contentment, feeling the bond gradually getting to every injury and bruise in his body, sucking in the warmth you're spreading all over him and healing him in more ways than one. He's feeling grateful to have you by his side when he needs you the most, and he wants you to know just that.

"I'm sorry," He suddenly says, leaning his head on top of yours that's resting on his shoulders, and caressing your side with the gentle tips of his fingers.

You heavily sigh, not wanting to break weak in front of him again. Not because he hates it or because you feel ashamed, but this isn't the first time he's come home all scratched up and you have to heal him.

You're always worrying about him during and after each fight.

You have made your opinion about him doing underground fighting clearer than the gleaming linings of the moon that you both have as a soulmate symbol on your wrists, glowing upon your skins and defining you, and bonding you in the universe until the end of times.

The last thing you both want is to upset the other and as much as he knows how much you don't like what he's doing, he can't stop it, and you can't force him to. At first, it was hard to accept it and you guys have had countless fights over this, but as your bond grew strong, your love grew unconditional that you just couldn't let anything separate you.

You're not ready for such heartbreak.

"You don't have to apologize every time you come home after a fight."

"Yes, but-"

"No buts please," you silence him gently. "I'm not mad at you and I will never get mad at you, baby."

"But you're worried now." He insists.

"I'm not." You avoid his eyes.

Jeno bites his lower lips before gliding his tongue across the surface, placing his index and middle finger under your chin to lift your head up. He anchors his piercingly soft gaze on you and you can't help but maintain the eye contact with him, heat slowly bubbling inside your tummy and traveling up your body to reach your face, tinting your cheeks with a rosy blush.

"Don't lie to me," He whispers, leaning his face closer to yours until you're a breath away from each other. You unconsciously part your lips and close your eyes, enjoying his heavy and warm closeness. “I can read your mind."

"I know," you breathe out. "But I also want you to know that I'm not mad and I will never be mad at you for choosing to do something you love. Yes, I get worried, sometimes I feel like my heart will burst out of my chest when I'm watching your fights broadcasts, but I will never force you to stop."

Jeno keeps looking at you with glistening eyes, admiring your supportive words of encouragement and falling deeper and more in love with you than he has ever been. The feelings thumping through his heart with every beat strengthen the soulmate bond, making your own heart speed up its race and causing your breath to hitch inside your throat.

The fingers caressing your chin travel up your face, delivering feather-like touches that leave your skin burning with a new fiery glaze that naturally pulls your body closer to him.

His thumb runs down the side of your face before settling down on your bottom lip, anticipation building up inside of you with every passing second and as Jeno grazes the pad of his finger over your bottom lip, you let out a hitched breath before gaining control over the situation and pulling away from him.

"I really want to kiss you right now," Jeno admits, looking deeply into your eyes and not planning to look anywhere else but at you.

"Your lip is bruised," you reply with a concern-filled voice, and Jeno shakes his head at that.

"Kiss me to make it better." He brushes his nose with yours and slides his arm up from your waist to secure it on the back of your neck. "It'll speed up the healing process."

Before you get the chance to refuse, Jeno's lips softly lay on top of yours. At this moment, nothing matters as you let yourself free fall in love with the softness of his cushion-like lips.

At first, he starts slowly, making sure not to get ahead of himself and feel the pain of the cuts lining his lips. He delivers small kisses, guiding you slowly until you fall into a rhythmic momentum and you both relish in the melodious harmony blooming from within your bond.

Little by little, you both start to feel greedy. It's like your lips have a mind of their own, guiding your bodies even closer together. You place your palms on his chest, the crazy beats of his heart speaking to you from under his skin-tight black shirt.

His staccato breaths send your mind into overdrive and you mindlessly let out a satisfied hum, igniting a fire inside of him he doesn't think he can control. Having you under his arms, with your lips molding against his and your heated body clinging onto his is only encouraging him to push you back on the sofa, landing gently on top of you.

The closeness between you two is helping his body heal faster than he expected. With gentle yet deep kisses, Jeno gets all the energy he needs and you're there to give it all to him.

"I love you." He whispers in between kisses. "So, so much."

Nobody says that love is easy, but when it's with the right person, it exceeds all the boundaries and restrictions and conquers it all.

And as Jeno pulls away from your lips, eyes closed, chest heaving and face heated, you glance up at him with astonishment and appreciation because if he weren't your soulmate, you'd break all the rules just to find him and love him again and again.

"Now that I've secured yet another win," he starts, smiling gently yet sinfully. "Let's celebrate, our own way."

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haekisses · 1 year

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please do jeno drink text messages (with many cute flufff) pleasee

DRUNK BF!JENO TEXTS.

requests are open !

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justwritedreams · 1 year

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hi sorry to bother you. but I saw your requests were open and wanted to ask if you could possibly do an nct dream scenario where they like it when their gf scratches their back, whether it’s in a comforting way it relieving an itch? The concept is meant to be fluffy, if that helps too ^^

Hellooo, honey, it's ok 💚 you don't bother me! Also I loved this one soo much 🥺🥰 Here we go.

Author: Maari

Warnings: some swearing, Jeno's a bit suggestive because it's Jeno, some mistakes because I wrote it on my phone.

NCT DREAM WHEN THEIR GF SCRATCHES THEIR BACK

MARK

Mark is strumming the guitar while you're on your phone, both of you sitting on the couch enjoying the instrument's smooth melody.

Contrary to what he usually wears when he's practicing, Mark is now wearing a hoodie and started to feel an itch on his back that he started to ignore while his fingers got lost between the strings of the guitar.

But what he thought was going to be fleeting, started to be very irritating and annoying. To the point where he tried to take his elbow to make the sensation go away, which didn't work.

So you looked up quickly to your boyfriend for 2 seconds when hearing the sound of the guitar cease, you saw him lift the guitar above his head and rub it against his back.

In a desperate way that didn't seem to be doing much good.

"Do you want help?" you asked laughing, watching him struggle to reach where it itched.

"Yes, please, for God's sake."

Mark abandoned the guitar on the floor as you dropped your phone onto the sofa and knelt to reach his back, Mark lifted his sweatshirt up enough for you to scratch exactly the most irritating spot and you laughed when he let out a sound of relief.

"Oh yeah, baby, right there." he spoke, throwing his head back as your nails dragged across his skin.

"You know, it's funny to hear that from you."

Mark turned so quickly that you didn't even remove your hand from his back, his face in pure shock.

You two then started laughing together, Mark even forgot about the itch and kissed your cheek.

"You're so cute."

RENJUN

You wanted to surprise Renjun, you knew it was his day off so you snuck open the bedroom door with a giant smile that turned into confusion as you watched him struggle to scratch the middle of his back with the pencil he was holding.

Of course it didn't work, the pencil didn't even reach the point where it itched and Renjun let out sounds that showed his irritation.

So you took the opportunity to approach and scratch his back, Renjun jumped out of his chair and turned to face you with a small but simple smile.

You scratched his back until Renjun let his head fall back with his eyes closed, your hand that until then relieved the itch went up his back and went to his hair, you brought your face close to his and placed a quick and soft kiss on his lips.

Renjun opened his eyes that seemed to smile on their own with the act.

"Well, hello to you too."

JENO

You and Jeno were making out, fast and intense. The way it always happened when you didn't see each other after so long, it was like you needed to make up for lost time.

He was making an effort not to let his weight fall on top of your body and end up crushing you, as your hands began to enter under the shirt he was wearing.

And when his teeth caught your bottom lip, you scratched his back but what came after was very different from what you wanted.

Jeno pulled away, his breath heavy against your face and a sound of satisfaction escaped his lips but it wasn't the kind of satisfaction you were used to.

"Do it again." he asked breathlessly.

"Huh?" you asked, opening your eyes to stare at him in confusion.

"Scratch my back." he asked gently.

Quite different from how he was acting seconds ago.

You nodded your head still confused and scratched his back.

"Further down." you did and he grinned. "Oh yeah!"

You scratched his back for a few more seconds and he opened his eyes, looking grateful.

"It's been itchy for a while."

You frowned.

"And why didn't you stop to scratch?"

Jeno laughed, lying down next to you and buried his face in your neck.

"I was pretty busy."

You didn't even have to see his face to know he was pouting.

HAECHAN

"No, Jisung, it's not there, you idiot!" Haechan was talking into the computer while his fingers practically flew against the keyboard.

You just laughed, moving the comforter off the bed to finally lie down. All you wanted to do was crash into bed after a long shower while your boyfriend wasted hours in that game with his friends.

"I said- oh shit, wait." Haechan started to shift in his chair and you chuckled before laying down on the bed, already bent over to do so.

"Why are you dancing?"

"Baby, help me." you rolled your eyes theatrically upon hearing Haechan's pleading voice.

"What?"

"Scratch my back, pretty please." even with all attention focused on the computer screen, you could see his pleading face.

Of course, the fact that he did that little child's voice also gave it away.

You sighed and walked away from the bed, going to your boyfriend and put your hand inside his shirt scratching his warm skin.

Haechan let out an almost moan of relief and his shoulders relaxed.

"What? I didn't moan!" Haechan spoke into his headphones and you laughed. "Be quiet, Jisung."

After scratching his back, you caressed his skin before taking your hand out of his shirt.

"Hey." Haechan called out to you as you prepared to walk away from him and as soon as you turned around, he placed a quick kiss on your lips. "Thanks."

"Anything for you." you winked at him and pulled away, now ready to throw yourself on the bed.

"Jisung, I swear to god if you don't stop implying that she was doing something else I will-"

JAEMIN

Jaemin had kindly volunteered to help you clean your house.

It was a great day and all you were thinking about was what you were going to eat later.

Sweaty and completely tired, you were in the last one: the living room.

As soon as you finished dusting off the tv, you turned to look at your boyfriend.

"And you don't even know what-" you looked confused at Jaemin who started making funny faces as he moved his torso awkwardly back and forth.

And not only that, he started making funny sounds too and that was enough to make you start laughing.

"Are you okay?"

"It itches, itches." he pleaded, trying to get the broom he held up to his back.

You continued laughing but went to him to help him.

"Further up." he asked and you did. "To the side now." you moved to the left. "To the other side" you've moved to the right. "That's right there!"

The smile remained on your face as you scratched his back and Jaemin sighed in relief.

"Phew. Thank you."

"I'm the one who thanks for the help." you brought your hand up to caress his face, brushing the wet hair from his forehead.

"Do you still have chocolate in the kitchen?" he asked, practically pleading.

You exchanged a look with him and knew exactly what was coming. You even tried to run ahead of him but Jaemin was faster, darting into the kitchen while you yelled at him not to eat everything.

CHENLE

Chenle had the brilliant idea of giving Daegal a bath.

And although you warned that the dog was not the quietest in the world, he did not take your opinion into account.

And that's why he and the bathroom were completely wet, while you watched everything leaning against the doorframe with your arms crossed and with the best expression of 'I didn't mean to say so but I told you so'.

"Next time, remind me to take it to a pet store." he complained and you had to contain your laughter.

"As you wish."

Chenle started moving his back awkwardly and you frowned, Daegal seemed to have calmed down now that he had turned off the shower so why was he fidgeting so much?

"Oh shit." he complained again. "Hey, help me out here."

"What?"

"Could you scratch my back? It's bothering me." you laughed and Chenle turned his face away enough for you to see that he was really bothered, so much so that he rolled his eyes.

You nodded and walked over to him, scratching his back as he tried to stifle a laugh when you got close to his waist a few times.

"Tickling, really?" you asked, raising your eyebrows and he shook his head.

"Don't you dare."

"Alright." you shrugged and rested your hands on his shoulders. "But you won't run away from one thing."

He looked at you and narrowed his eyes.

"I told you?" he asked even though he didn't need the answer.

"Yep."

JISUNG

You and Jisung were lying on the couch, he was hugging you by the shoulders while watching TV completely absorbed in the series that was showing.

Until he started to move like he was uncomfortable, you ignored him the first time, thought it was weird the second, and glared at him the third.

He wrinkles his nose as he tries to bring his hand to his back and you pull back enough to get a better look at him.

"Are you all right?" you asked, worried.

"My back is itchy." he replied with a pout and you smiled slightly.

"Let me help you."

You rested your hand on his shoulder, making him turn his back to you.

"Where is it itchy?" you asked kindly and he tried to point with his finger.

You scratched where he indicated and laughed when you felt something other than the fabric of the shirt he was wearing, so you reached inside and pulled the tag that should have been bothering him.

You showed it to Jisung who took the tag from your hand, looking confused.

"I think now it won't itch anymore." you said and he chuckled, turning around enough to kiss your cheek.

"My savior."

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outro-jo · 1 year

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Breaking Down Walls

pairing: lee jeno x reader

type: imagine

summary: you’ve been hurt before and it’s easy for you to build walls back up. thankfully your boyfriend knows just what to do.

request: yes

warning: kinda angsty??, doesn’t mention really anything but like past so kinda implied abuse, i guess, i don’t edit 😂

a/n: i don’t really say what he did 🙃 i’m autistic so idrk what people fight about 😂

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the why or how wasn’t necessarily important but all that mattered was that it happened. you tried your best not to think jeno was like the others that hurt you but sometimes your thoughts got the better of you.

“he’s just the same, they all are.” the little evil voice nagged in the dark corners of your mind.

every time he smiles or holds you or listens to you, that voice gets a little quieter because he does so much right in your relationship. however, when he gets it wrong, the voice gains it’s power back. you suddenly become scared and the walls you’ve built to keep the hurt out build back up again, higher than before.

the part of you that loves jeno more than anything cries out, “but that’s not fair!”

it’s doesn’t matter.

when he comes home from practice later that day and finds you at the stove, he can suddenly feel the shift in the air. he does his best to greet you despite what he’s feeling. in his mind, he’s pushing out those feelings with the worry that you might’ve had a bad day but it’s apparent when he shows his affection that the walls are back.

his heart aches to once again be on the outside when he fought so hard to get to you. the funny thing is, the others would have blamed you and been mad at you, but not your jeno.

“baby, what happened? tell me what i did. let’s talk about it.” he pleaded softly.

you put on your ’best’ smile and said, “i’m fine! are you hungry?” as you busily removed the food from the stove and plated it up.

jeno saw right through and as soon as he could see it was safe to do so, he took your hands in his.

“no, c’mon. you promised me.”

you sighed deeply. it was a sign that you were losing the battle in your own mind as you remembered the whispered promises after the first time you let him in. the first time he proved to you he wasn’t liked the ones from your past.

memories from that night flooded back. how he held you in the dim light as you sobbed, fighting every instinct you had and telling him of your pain. he cried with you and kissed away your tears in hopes that it would start to heal the hurts. that night he had you promise to tell him when he hurt you so long as he promised to always listen.

he was trying to hold up his end of the bargain so long as you could.

the anxiety started to bubble in your stomach and you took a deep breath in hopes of relieving it before nodding and allowing Jeno to walk you to a seat at the kitchen table.

“now,” jeno sighed once you were settled. “talk to me.”

he listened intently as you spoke. your hand is in his with his thumb rubbing in circular motions to ease your visible nerves. you did your best to explain what you were feeling and how he hurt you, trying to fight the way you felt your throat closing off. when you had finally gotten everything out, you couldn’t look at him. shame had settled in, making you embarrassed for feeling this way despite you having valid reasons.

“thank you for telling me, love.” jeno said after a few moments of silence. he then reached up, two fingers under you chin to raise your gaze back to his. “i’m sorry. i’m so sorry i did that. can you forgive me?”

his sincere apology, the soft look in his eyes, his tenderness with you, it was all too much and you broke out into sobs. jeno pulled you into his arms, pressing kisses into your forehead and rubbing circles into your back. in between kisses, jeno kept whispering softly that he was proud of you. every part of yourself finally felt safe again in his arms and he held you for as long as you needed. after a few moments you looked up at him, his eyes had turned into those tiny crescent moon shapes you adored so much as a smile played softly at his lips.

“can i kiss you now?” his hand rested at your jaw, thumb slowly swiping down those lips he so desperately craved.

you nod before leaning towards him to allow him back in. the kiss was softer, more passionate at first but then jeno’s playful side came out as he gave you several kisses in a row making you giggle. a hand came to rest on your thigh as he pressed his forehead to yours.

“thank you for loving me so well, jeno.” you breathed out.

“thank you for letting me.”

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honeymark · 2 years

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〔 𝟎𝟗:𝟒𝟒𝐚𝐦 〕 the morning sunlight greets you with a warm caress as it peaks through the narrow cracks in your blinds. it’s the heat that initially rouses you to consciousness, but the fact that you aren’t alone in bed is what really startles you awake.

you jolt upright and still the thoughts swirling around in your head into awareness, your eyes involuntarily squinting to adjust to the brightness. “jeno,” you whisper, draping your hand over his shoulder in a gentle shake.

a quiet yawn catches in his throat as he lifts his arms up towards the ceiling in a long, well-needed stretch. he shifts his weight to his side, blinking his vision to focus as he reaches over towards you. “g’morning,” he murmurs, his voice husky and heavy with sleep. he laces his fingers with yours, giving your hand a light squeeze before pulling you to his chest in a soft embrace.

the gesture makes you grin, but as much as you want to laze around in his arms, you know that the consequences of missing a schedule are unforgiving. “don’t you have a shoot this morning? the company’s gonna kill you if you’re late,” you warn, sliding your legs over the edge of the bed.

“it got cancelled last minute,” he tells you, wasting no time in pulling you back to his side. his lips break into a boyish grin as he presses a delicate kiss to the tip of your nose. “we have the entire day to ourselves.”

despite the thrill of it all, it’s only a matter of seconds before you can feel yourself giving into the serenity of slumber. you bury your face into the warmth of his chest and inhale deeply, the familiarity of his scent overwhelming all five of your senses.

“i missed this,” you whisper, tracing the pads of your fingertips down his sternum and over his abdomen.

“me too,” he admits, his words warm against your skin. “i can’t remember the last time we were able to spend time with each other like this.”

you nod, your thoughts too clouded by the haze of sleep to form any degree of coherence. “i could stay like this forever,” you breathe, somewhat unthinkingly as you soak up the satisfaction of knowing you’ll be able to keep him to yourself for the rest of the day.

“me too, but right now, i’m thinking about something a little different.” the timbre of his voice is so low, even you can feel it vibrate through his chest. you look up at him, a heated excitement starting to thrum through your veins.

“like what?” you lilt, the diffidence in your tone poorly masking the desire pooling in the pit of your stomach.

“hmm, i wonder.” he trails the tips of his fingers down, down, down to the elastic band on your waist, and he smiles ㅡ a bright but undeniably carnal countenance. “mind indulging me for a little bit?”

#jeno imagines #jeno reactions #jeno scenarios #jeno fluff #nct imagines #nct reactions #nct fluff #tw: suggestive touching

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diorcities · 1 year

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⠀ ⠀ ── 𖥻 🌙‧₊˚⊹ how they run out of love !

an: this is heavily inspired by candy, from this moment, i apologize.

pairing: nct dream (mark + 00 line) x reader

content: a lot of heartbreaks (from your pov) sobbing, crying. nct dream without affective responsibility.

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𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐊

you entered the room quietly and watch the last steps of the choreography that they were putting up for the next comeback. you knew mark was really worried and anxious about the new song coming out, and you wanted to support him and show him you were there for him since he wasn't acting like him lately.

the grip on the bag took hold when jeno spot you first and then alerted mark of your arrival. he then came closer, his eyes glued on the bag in your hands.“i bring...” you start to say before he interrupts you “you didn't have to” his voice cutting you off. “i still wanted to” you finished, your eyes catching a drop of sweat running down his temple. your fingers going instinctively to wash it out. you stopped then and brush his hair, tenderly. his face suddenly pulling out of your reach. a small sigh leaving his lips, the same lips you haven't kissed in weeks. “i'll take this” he said, “i'm working til midnight, don't wait for me” added, before going back to the members.

he didn't even looked at you. not once, before you left the practice room.

𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐉𝐔𝐍

The sound of keys caused your hands to start sweating. you saw renjun stripping off his sweater and taking out his shoes. it took him a few minutes to notice you, in the middle of his room, holding a birthday cake. “happy birthday to you” you sang, watching him smile briefly. the smile never came to his eyes, as he approached you and blew out the candle on the top of the cake. “are you gonna cut it?” you asked, putting the cake on his side table. “i already had cake” he said, “in the company” added.

“oh” was the only thing you could say. “i understand,” you said, watching him looking for something in his closet. “uh, i also have a gift” you remembered, taking out a wrapped box from your bag. you waited patiently for him to finish his work before he approach you. “more paint” he announced. his tone making you feel that you took a wrong decision. “i'm sorry, i just heard you complaining that you run out of paint, so i” “jaemin bought me some” he answered. he stared at the box of paints for a few seconds before taking it from your hands and leaving it somewhere in his closet.

“look, i'm heading out now, some friends invite me to drink beer, feel free to stay as long as you want, alright?” he said, before leaving you in his room. without kissing goodbye.

𝐉𝐄𝐍𝐎

jeno wasn't paying attention to you talking about your day at work. instead, he was immersed in his phone. he didn't even realize when you stopped talking and remained silent. he wasn't there with you for a long time ago. days. weeks. months.

“jeno” you called, receiving a simple murmur under his breath. “i was telling you about my day” you remembered him, watching him fix himself on the sofa and letting out a sigh. “what's the matter?” he genuinely asked, “it's always the same” you nodded, spacing out, before getting up and heading the farthest place in the room. “today was different,” you said, as he went back to his phone, “a guy asked me out”.

“really?” he asked, making you feel stupid because of the blank expression on his face. “what made him notice you?” blurp out. you looked at him incapable of saying a word. “i mean, i'm sure there are good-looking women in your workplace, so why you, among the others?” asked. you remained silent, fearing your voice would be the one to betray you first. “mhm?” he insisted.

“i don't know, jeno”

he got up from the sofa, and went across the living room.

“me neither”

𝐇𝐀𝐄𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍

“shit” you heard him muttered while gaming. sitting beside him, you reached out his neck and caressed his hair. if he noticed you didn't know. he was consumed by the screen, paying little to no attention to you. for four hours. you had work tomorrow and it was almost midnight. feeling a little upset because haechan were ignoring you since you arrived.

“hae, it's almost midnight, i have to go” you whispered to him, receiving a small nod. “can you drive me home?” you asked, hoping you could spend some time with him on the way home. he stood up without warning and went to his closet. “i need to take a shower, can't you ask for a taxi?” he said, turning his back to you. you then, approached him from behind. “what is it?” you asked, catching him off guard when you hugged him.

he broke the hug when he turned, facing you. “i wanted to spend time with you, but you haven't even talked to me” he rolled his eyes at your words. “don't be dramatic, yn” he pronounced, walking past you. you stopped him in the way, "just... promise me that it's nothing”

he took a moment as if he was trying to spill the words. “promise” as if he was trying to find a reason to not break it.

𝐉𝐀𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐍

jaemin arrived the moment you decided it was enough waiting for him. and when he saw your face, you realized that you weren't worth it even for a lame excuse. “i forgot”.

the silence filling the places where you would be upset, and angry. your mouth filling with words that won't leave your lips. because it was enough. no explanation. no remorse. the blank stare you were giving at each other was enough. there wasn't love anymore. and you have to let it go. you have to let him go.

“i think we should...” he started. “we should” you cut him off. the food was cold, the wine warm. and your relationship ended a long time ago. “i deserve to know” you said, stopping at the doorway, “you fell in love with someone else?” your voice trembling at the end of the sentence. fearing the answer, but wanting to know it. so you could end it. so you could let your heart shatter finally.

“i did” two words were enough, two words caused you to die that day, but jaemin didn't notice it, no one did, for a long time.

#nct imagines #nct scenarios #haechan scenarios #nct reactions #nct reaction #haechan reaction #haechan reactions #nct dream reactions #mark reactions #jeno reactions #jaemin reactions #renjun reactions #♡dream

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tinyprettysoyeon · 1 year

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heyy could i request something for yandere jeno pls? With him being the reader’s bully?

Word count: 0,6k Warnings: Kidnapping, bullying, screaming, yandere, harassment, needles and being gagged

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Another day, another nightmare to endure. You didn't want to take it anymore, you were going to leave your school. Jeno, for some reason, had been determined to make your life hell since you entered your school, you didn't know why since he seemed to be good to everyone except you.

Today was the last day, but you couldn't discuss it with anyone since Jeno took it upon herself to turn everyone against you. There were only 8 hours of classes left and finally the day would end, you were really happy.

Once the last bell rang, you took your time to collect your things since you didn't want to get caught among all the students leaving at the same time. Once you got home, you started packing your things, you couldn't wait to be in a new place and make new friends.

You were already asleep, it was the right time for Jeno to do his favorite activity, enter your room and rummage through your things. He found his favorite book, your diary. He does this to find out if you were dating someone or just to divulge your secrets. It was all laughs for him until he read that you were going to leave school. He was not going to allow it, you were not going to leave his side.

"What happened? Is not funny anymore? You don't want to play anymore?" he said he as he caressed your cheek. For him, all your suffering was a game. "This only ends when I decide" and he proceeded to laugh as he took out a syringe with a liquid and injected it into you.

You woke up with a pain in your body as if you had fallen from a 38th floor, little by little you opened your eyes and the scene made you want to scream but you just couldn't, you were gagged. You tried to move but you were tied to the bed from head to toe, you tried to scream or make noise for someone to hear you but you were in a place underground. You thought it was a very cruel joke but then you saw your bully walk in. It's okay, maybe it's another way to annoy you and after a while I let you go. "Honey! Have you woken up yet?" Jeno said as she entered with a tray of food "I brought you food, I thought you would be hungry." She sat next to you and lowered the cloth that you had in your mouth as a gag, "are you thirsty?" she said as she opened a bottle of water, "open your mouth", you were in shock so you just stood still. "OPEN YOUR MOUTH" you opened it immediately due to the scream, "good girl" she said as she smiled and she gave you water from the bottle. "J-jeno, I won't tell anyone, please let me go, I swear I'll stop bothering you, let me go, it's not fun" "shut up" Jeno said as she put the cloth back on you "you're not going to leave me, you're not going to leave".

At this point you were already crying, your bully for years had captured you, or not? Or is it just a cruel joke? You weren't going to be there long, he was going to let you go in no time and she's going to make fun of you, right? "little girl, did you really think you were going to abandon me? You can't leave me alone" jeno said as she sat closer to you "you're going to spend a long time in this place, start getting used to it doll".

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I really want to be more active, but i don't have time, i'm so sorry 😭

#jeno yandere #nct reactions #nct yandere #jeno reactions

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fly-forever-young · 1 year

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fem!reader x softdom!jeno

can you do a one shot (fluff & smut) fic where jeno had just gotten home from his comeback schedules to your shared dorms where his last day was coincidentally your third year anniversary of being together. he decides to spoil you with flashy branded clothings on this day though he knows you get so flustered at his gestures. he goes home to have you open his gifts and then make sweet love to you!! thank you in advance!

•~𝐉𝐞𝐧𝐨 𝐋𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐅/𝐒

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"Y/n, I'm back" As soon as you hear his voice you run to hug him, Jeno hugs you tightly, a long hug that already tastes of nostalgia. "Finally you're back I've been waiting for you" Jeno moves away a little to see your face, he looks at you carefully making you blush. "Don't look at me like that" "Why not? You are beautiful"

"I have some presents for you, go to your room, I'll bring them to you" You go to your room as he told you, you sit on the bed and shortly after Jeno arrives with two gifts, one large and one smaller. "You shouldn't have Jeno." Jeno sets them on the bed next to you. "Yes i have instead, You had to put up with me with me for 3 years love"

You open the smallest package first, is an expensive perfume. "It's my perfume, so when I'm on tour you won't miss me so much" "I'd rather have you" Jeno takes your hand, kissing it and urging you to open the second package. Inside is a light blue Victoria's Secret underwear, you immediately feel your cheeks on fire and the worst thing is that Jeno is enjoying your reaction.

"Do you want to wear it or can I help you honey?" Jeno teases you with a smirk on his face. "Aah I forgot this is the gift the boys wanted to give us" You look at him curiously, Jeno slips his hand into his pocket pulling out a bunch of condoms and then throwing them at you. "Oh" Jeno bursts out laughing at your shocked reaction and you glare at him. "Come on why are you pretending to be so innocent now?" Jeno winks at you and you grab the underwear and go change in the bathroom.

Once you put on the underwear you look in the mirror, you feel so beautiful and seductive even if you don't want to admit it Jeno has better taste than you on this sort of thing. You go to the bedroom and you find Jeno naked on the bed, his eyes examining every inch of your body, you feel his eyes everywhere. "Could you wait? I would have undressed you" You pretend to pout while your gaze moves from his sculpted abs to his already erect powerful member. "What happened to the innocent Y/n from 10 minutes ago" You approach him and climb on top of him, you sit on his thighs and give a kiss, Jeno's hands roam freely over your body he knows it so well.

You deepen the kiss by putting your tongue, your tongue explores his mouth and your hands squeeze his hair while your intimacies rub against each other in slow movements, but today Jeno has focused all his attention on you, he wants you to enjoy, he wants to love you, he wants you and no one will be able to change his mind. Jeno squeezes your hips and pulls away from the kiss, he makes you lie down under him. "Jeno, I wanted to ride you baby" "Maybe later love, now I just want you to relax, let me take care of you" You nod and in a moment his lips are on your neck, he bites and then kisses gently and then suck. You know it will leave noticeable marks on your neck but you can't resist. You can't resist when his hand caresses your breasts, you can't resist when he moves his hips towards yours making you moan and wet your underwear. "Jeno please" you can feel Jeno smile as he kisses your neck, he loves hearing you beg for him. he loves it when the only thing you want is him. Jeno kisses your lips with ferocity as he lifts your bra with his hand, he doesn't want to take it off, because taking it off when you took so hot, it would be a waste to take it off. As his tongue explores your mouth, his hand moves lower until he slips his hand under your panties, he immediately slips a finger moving it slowly making you lose your breath for a moment. Immediately afterwards he inserts another finger, you close your eyes enjoying the sensation that is forming, but it's not enough you want him. "Jeno please-"

His mouth is on your nipple, sucking hard, biting and squeezing. "Jeno doesn't tease" "Why not princess?" he removes the fingers that were inside you before and brings them to his mouth to taste them, his gesture is so vulgar but also so exciting and you feel wetter than before, while he licks his fingers he looks into your eyes, he loves to keep contact visual as you do it. His gaze is as if he were looking into your soul, it is more intimate.

Jeno smiles as you blush. But his smile doesn't last long, te put your underwear aside and then with his hand he aligns his cock to your entrance, you tighten the muscles of your pussy instinctively ready to welcome him inside you. In one stroke he's inside you, both moaning together, you lower your gaze and see a bulge at the bottom of your belly, aware that it's his cock. "Fuck-" Jeno kisses you waiting for you to give him permission to move. "Jeno is fine" Jeno nods and begins to push in and out of you with slow but deep movements, you arch your back when the tip of his cock touches a precise point inside you, and Jeno knows very well how to make you see stars. "Fast Jeno oh my-" Jeno puts his hand on your neck Squeezing it slight "Beg me" You feel your eyes getting wet and the air getting heavier "Please- I'll be good for- you Fuck" Jeno seems satisfied and speeds up his movements, his thrusts are fast and the air stops while yours eyes roll back, your back arches off the bed. Jeno releases his grip on your neck to enjoy the wonderful scene below him, seeing you in this state for him boosts his ego, he wishes he could live this moment for the rest of his life. "You so beautiful baby" you moan loudly at his compliment opening your mouth and Jeno takes the opportunity to spit inside. "Swallow baby girl" You are speechless but you do it, you love this vulgar side of him, it turns you on more. Jeno takes your hand to put it On your belly where you can feel his cock inside you by applying a slight pressure with your hand so you can feel it more. "Keep your hand here my lady" Jeno's thrusts increase, you didn't think it was possible but he did, he bring a hand on your clit applying pressure and circular movements. You can feel your orgasm getting closer and you unconsciously tighten the muscles in your pussy repeatedly. "I am almost- Fuck- Come with me Y/n" your brain is no longer able to form a meaningful sentence, too concentrated on the pleasure that Jeno offers you. "I'm coming- Fuck" Jeno warmly paints the walls of your pussy white and then you cum too shouting his name, arching your back and squeezing the sheets. Jeno pushes a few more times slowly before putting out his dick from inside you, he Lies down next to you to catch his breath. "I love You Jeno" "Me too love" your chest rises and falls as you try to catch your breath. "I'll miss fucking you stupid Y/n" "I'm not yet" "I know Y/n we have all night don't worry I said I'll take care of you"

Hey, I hope you like it...🥺❤ I wrote it in different days and I forgot what the request was like so I apologize if it doesn't respect the idea you had of soft dom Jeno who I made it hard dom, sorry I forgot and I think it was a waste to delete what I wrote so i just post it. You can make another request when they are open again and I will try to fix it. Hope you understand thanks.🌹💖

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tddyhyck · 1 year

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nct dream as situationships

pairings ⇢ nct dream x reader

warnings ⇢ suggestive / sex mentioned

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ljxlj48 · 1 year

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Don’t make me come in there! I’m gonna count to three!

Meant to be Series

Jeno X Reader

Genre: toxic relationship

Warnings: domestic violence, abuse, swearing, threatening

Word Count: 2K+

Author’s Note: I just wrote my main bias into a fic with my biggest fear, yay :| I don’t know why I do this to myself, always writing my fears instead of happy stuff. Nevertheless I will preface all the fics in the meant to be series, that these stories are purely entertainment, and I do not encourage any of the behavior portrayed. If you have a partner that showcases any of this behavior, I encourage you to seek help. hugs and kisses to anyone reading <33

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There was so much screaming, so much tears, so much swearing, it was all too much. You needed space, you needed to put something in between the two of you, before you did something you regret. Before he did something worse than what’s already happened.

It was a single text, it wasn’t even a flirty text, but of course anybody texting you past 6pm was flirting with you. All the text said was, ‘you’re a lifesaver ;)’ All you did was fix a single error in their report. You’d never do something like that to Jeno, you weren’t that type of person.

But it didn’t matter to Jeno. He made it bigger than it was, bringing up every single thing you did wrong. Things you didn’t even recall doing at all, Jeno used against you. He threw every negative comment you made, every flirty thing you said to someone besides him, every time you ‘whored’ yourself out.

“Go,” Jeno yelled, throwing his hands up. You could’ve sworn that steam was coming out of his ears, as tears streamed down your face, “go whore yourself out, since that’s all you want to do.”

“That’s not true,” you tried to speak up, but your voice was already horse from all the earlier screaming.

“Speak up (y/n), you know I can’t stand it when you mumble,” Jeno sighed, running his hand through his hair.

“I’m not whoring myself out,” you spoke up this time looking at him.

“Just admit it, I know you are,” Jeno glared at you, “if you weren’t you wouldn’t be crying like this right now. Just tell me the truth.”

“I am telling you the truth,” you fought back, speaking louder, crying harder. Why was it so difficult for him to believe the truth?

“No you’re not,” Jeno practically screamed at you. He took a step closer to you, standing up straight. Towering over you, using his height to intimidate you, force you into submission, “you’re nothing but a cheating bitch.”

“I’m not,” you whispered, as you looked up at him. His face was so stone cold, he didn’t look at all like the person you fell in love with.

When you first met Jeno, he was a force to be reckoned with. He commanded the attention of any room he walked into. He was the person that effortlessly became the center of conversation. Every girl wanted to be with him, and every guy wanted to be him. You were first attracted to his confidence, that was borderline cocky, but he wore it well. You, never in a million years, thought that he would go for a person like you, but what do you know?

He would take you on the most romantic dates. Fancy dinners, afternoon picnics, personal guitar lessons, evening bike rides. And he was the most respectful person you had ever been with. He never let you pour your own drink, opened every door for you, always asked before he touched you. And he was always so protective. Made you walk on the inside of the sidewalk, place a hand on your back to guide you in crowded areas, waited for you to go inside before driving away after a night out. It was like he walked right out of your dreams and into your life.

He was so perfect, in the beginning, but aren’t they all? They say that love will make you blind, you understand what they mean now. You should’ve noticed the red flags. You should’ve seen the red flag when he punched a guy for asking for your number at the bar. You should’ve seen the red flag when he criticized every outfit you picked before a night out. You should’ve seen the toxic behavior, when he refused to let you go to lunch with friends alone. You should’ve seen who he was early on.

But you dismissed it all. He was being protective of what he loves, he wanted to be on the safe side, he wanted to spend more time with you. He was showing you love. He loves you unlike any other. He just wants to keep you safe. Wouldn’t you keep who you love safe? That’s all he was doing with you, loving you, keeping you safe.

Jeno was the man of your dreams, and he always promised to work at being better. He always told you that he would learn to control his temper, that he would be more open minded, that he wouldn’t be so accusing. He promised he would work on it. He promised he would be better. You always believed him.

“I’m not,” you whispered, as you looked up at him. His face was so stone cold, he didn’t look at all like the person you fell in love with.

Maybe you weren’t paying close enough attention, because all you felt was the sting. The back of his hand connects with your cheek. You felt more tears fall from your eyes. This wasn’t even the first time. Jeno gripped your cheeks, forcing you to turn and look at him, “don’t fucking mumble again.”

You couldn’t stand it anymore, pushing Jeno away from you. He stumbled back for a second, but you were already racing towards the bedroom. “You bitch,” he screamed at you, gaining his stance again, chasing after you.

You picked up a vase filled with one of his many apology flowers, chucking it back at him. The vase landed right in front of his feet. Shattering against the wood floors, the water making a puddle in the middle of the hall. The deep red roses that once filled the vase and decorated your hall, laid littered on the floor in the puddle. Then Jeno looked back up at you, his eyes turning darker than you had ever seen them before, “you’re dead.”

The two words sent chills down your spine. He said it without a second thought, his voice ice cold, he was firm in his stance. You raced back to the bedroom at the end, slamming the door in his face. Turning the lock before he even had the chance to push it open.

You could feel the pounding of his fist against the door, like your heart against your ribcage. You felt yourself shaking, so overcome with fear that you didn’t want to move anymore. You slid down to the floor, sitting against the end of the bed staring at the door that separated you and your lover.

“Open this fucking door (y/n),” Jeno yelled from the other side, as he still pounded on the door. “Open it now!”

It had to have been over an hour since you closed the door on Jeno. The pounding and shouting have long stopped. The shaking, crying, and chilling fear didn’t though. You leaned against the door, your ear pressed to it trying to hear anything. You could hear his faint breathing from the other side.

“I love you,” his voice only loud enough to get across. His words startled you, scurrying away from the door. “I’m so in love with you it makes me mad. Tell me you love me too.”

You felt your lip quivering, you didn’t need to be told twice, “I do love you.”

“Baby,” Jeno sighed a breath of relief, “I’m sorry.” It came out sounding more like a sob than a sentence. “I didn’t mean what I said, you… you just make me go mad baby.”

You shook your head, you knew he meant it. You knew he meant it when he said ‘you’re dead.’ You knew he meant it, you were sure he meant it. “Baby, come on, talk to me please,” Jeno leaned his forehead against the door, as he sat on the floor.

“I’m scared Jeno,” you answered him, trying not to mumble your words. “You threatened to kill me Jeno.”

Jeno’s fist connected with the door again, the noise making you jump. Rushing farther away from the door, “I didn’t… I didn’t say that. I… I would never, never in a million years do that to you baby.”

“I’m still scared Jeno,”

“Baby, I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. I… I never wanted it to be like this.” Jeno let out a breath trying to collect himself, it sounded as if he was crying, “I don’t want you to be scared baby. Tell me how to fix this, I’m gonna fix this. I’m gonna fix us baby, just tell me how.”

You could tell from his last sentence, he was in fact crying. He was just as upset as you, he was just as broken, just as much in pain. You wanted to reach out to him, to crawl into his arms, to hear him tell you all those pretty sweet lies. You wanted to believe all his promises for just one more night. For just tonight you wanted to believe in him again. “You need to work on your temper Jeno.”

“Okay, I’m gonna do that baby. I’ll do it for you baby, I promise,” promise number one.

“You need to stop accusing me of stuff I didn’t do,”

“I promise, no more accusations baby,” promise number two.

“You need to let the past go Jeno,”

“No more bringing up old stuff, promise,” promise number three.

“And no more hitting Jeno,” you let out a breath, knowing that he wasn’t gonna follow any of this.

“I promise, I will never hurt you again baby, this is was the last time,” promise number four. “Now come on out baby, let me make this right.” You made your way closer to the door, hesitant to open it up to him. “Open this door babe,” his voice was slowly getting rough. “(y/n),” he shouted just a little too loud, “don’t make me come in there!” Your hand rested on the lock, you need to let him in, it’s now or never. “I’m gonna count to three!”

You twisted the knob, opening it up for him. All the anger that had been raised, you watched, subside. “I’m sorry,” you spoke loud enough for him to hear.

“Oh baby,” he grasped you, holding you against him. His arms wrapped around you felt like a blanket. “Are you okay? Are you hurt?” he examined you once over. “I’m gonna fix this baby, I’m gonna fix us baby, I promise.” Promise number five.

And even if your brain knew his promises were never good, your heart thought them true. For Jeno loves you, and would do anything for you. He loves you unlike any other has ever loved you before.

Time passed, more memories were made, and just like before that fight felt like a lifetime ago. The broken vase was tossed out, with the red roses. It was replaced with a new vase, and brightly colored pink carnations. The red on your cheek had long faded, and the fear mellowed out once again.

Jeno, again, looked like the man you fell in love with. He took you on more fancy dinners, more afternoon picnics, and guitar lessons, and evening bike rides. He wore his eye smile once again, and everything in the world felt right once again.

You were waiting in your apartment for Jeno’s arrival. The pitter patter of afternoon rain, filled the apartment, along with some music that you just happened to put on. You just finished cleaning up the kitchen, getting ready to start preparing dinner for Jeno.

Just then you could hear the door open, you could smell the rain on Jeno. Mixed with his cologne, had your heart racing, something about his presence setting the butterflies loose inside you.

“Hi baby,” you turned the corner to greet Jeno, wearing a bright smile, but when you seen his face, you felt fear run down your spine.

“Hi,” he grunted, taking off his boots. He then looked up at you, smiling. However this smile didn’t look sweet, it didn’t reach his eyes, it was a tired smile, a rough smile, a smile that some would argue wasn’t a smile at all. “I’m gonna shower.”

“Okay,” you tried to cheer on, unbothered by his demeanor, “I’m gonna prepare dinner.” Jeno ignored you, as he made his way to the bedroom. And all of a sudden, the fear, anxious, and hurt that had mellowed slowly started to rise again. You were walking on eggshells once more.

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ohdudehesflirting · 3 months

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chenle soft launching <3

idk how soft launching is this but i love bf chenle so 😽❤️‍🩹enjoy ig

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kaylahopemiu · 2 years

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pairings : football player! Jeno x gn!reader

genre: fluff; angst (if you squint)

warnings: none (let me know if I missed something)

➶➶➶➶➶ - ➷➷➷➷➷

ɪᴍᴀɢɪɴᴇ

ᴏɴᴇ sʜᴏᴛ

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ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ғᴀᴋᴇ ɢɪʀʟғʀɪᴇɴᴅ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏsᴛ ᴘᴏᴘᴜʟᴀʀ ɢᴜʏ ɪɴ sᴄʜᴏᴏʟ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴛʜɪɴɢs ᴡᴏʀsᴇ ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ! ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɢʀᴇᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜɪs ᴅᴇᴀʟ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛs ᴏғ ʙᴇɴᴇғɪᴛɪɴɢ ғʀᴏᴍ ɪᴛ ᴀs ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴜʟʟʏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ sᴛᴏᴘ ʙᴜᴛ ɪᴛ ᴄᴀᴍᴇ ᴀs ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀsᴛ ᴅᴇᴄɪsɪᴏɴ ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʟɪғᴇ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴇɴᴅ ᴜᴘ ᴄᴀᴛᴄʜɪɴɢ ғᴇᴇʟɪɴɢs ғᴏʀ ʀᴇᴀʟ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴜsɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ʜɪs ᴇx ᴊᴇᴀʟᴏᴜs. ʏᴇs ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴜʟʟʏɪɴɢ sᴛᴏᴘᴘᴇᴅ ʙᴜᴛ ʜᴇʀᴇ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ , ᴀʟʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ɪɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜɪᴍ.

ʜɪs ɢᴀᴍᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴛᴏɴɪɢʜᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴇᴀʀɪɴɢ ʜɪs ᴊᴇʀsᴇʏ, ᴀs ʜᴇ ᴀsᴋᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ , ᴡᴇɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ sᴛᴀᴅɪᴜᴍ ᴀɴᴅ sᴀᴛ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ғʀᴏɴᴛ ʀᴏᴡ ᴀs ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴀᴍᴇ, ᴄʜᴇᴇʀɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ sᴄʀᴇᴀᴍɪɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ ᴇʟsᴇ. ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴᴅ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴀᴍᴇ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʜɪs ᴛᴇᴀᴍ ᴡᴀs ᴀɴɴᴏᴜɴᴄᴇᴅ ᴀs ᴛʜᴇ ᴡɪɴɴᴇʀs ʏᴏᴜ sᴀᴡ ʜɪᴍ ʟᴏᴏᴋɪɴɢ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴀs ʜɪs ᴇʏᴇs ʟᴀɴᴅᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜ ʜɪs sᴍɪʟᴇ ɢʀᴇᴡ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴏᴏᴋ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙʀᴇᴀᴛʜ ᴀᴡᴀʏ.

ʀᴜɴɴɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ , ᴡʀᴀᴘᴘɪɴɢ ʜɪs ᴀʀᴍs ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙᴏᴅʏ ᴀs ʜᴇ ᴇɴᴠᴇʟᴏᴘᴇs ʏᴏᴜ ɪɴ ᴀ ᴛɪɢʜᴛ ʜᴜɢ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ sᴀᴍᴇ ᴀs ᴊᴜsᴛ ғᴏʀ ᴀ sᴇᴄᴏɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟғ ғᴇᴇʟ ᴛʀᴜʟʏ ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ. ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴀᴘᴘɪɴᴇss ᴡᴀs ᴄᴜᴛ sʜᴏʀᴛ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʜɪs ᴇx ᴄᴀʟʟᴇᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴛᴏ ʜɪᴍ. ғɪɢᴜʀɪɴɢ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴡɪʟʟ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴ ɴᴇxᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ᴀ sᴛᴇᴘ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘᴜsʜ ʜɪᴍ ᴛᴏᴡᴀʀᴅs ʜᴇʀ ᴀs ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ sᴀᴡ ᴘᴀɪɴ ғʟᴀsʜ ɪɴ ʜɪs ᴇʏᴇs ʙʏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴs ʙᴜᴛ ɪᴛ ᴅɪsᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀᴇᴅ ғᴀsᴛ ᴀs ʜᴇ sᴍɪʟᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴀʟᴋᴇᴅ ᴏғғ.

ʏᴏᴜ ᴊᴜsᴛ ɢᴏᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟғ ʜᴏᴍᴇ ᴀғᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴀᴍᴇ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴘʜᴏɴᴇ ʙᴜᴢᴢᴇᴅ. ʟᴏᴏᴋɪɴɢ ᴀᴛ ɪᴛ, ɪᴛ ᴡᴀs ᴀ ᴛᴇxᴛ ғʀᴏᴍ ʜɪᴍ, ᴛᴇʟʟɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʜᴇ’s ᴏɴ ʜɪs ᴡᴀʏ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ. ᴏғ ᴄᴏᴜʀsᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴇᴡ ᴡʜʏ ʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴄᴏᴍɪɴɢ, ᴛᴏ ᴇɴᴅ ᴛʜɪɴɢs. ʙᴇɪɴɢ ʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ғᴏʀ ɪᴛ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴇᴡ ʜᴏᴡ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ɪᴛ ᴡɪʟʟ ʜᴜʀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ! ʏᴏᴜ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇᴅ ᴄʟᴏᴛʜᴇs, ᴘʀᴇᴘᴀʀᴇᴅ ᴀʟʟ ʜɪs sᴛᴜғғ ᴀs ʏᴏᴜ sᴀᴛ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴀɪᴛᴇᴅ ғᴏʀ ʜɪs ᴀʀʀɪᴠᴀʟ.

ᴡʜᴇɴ ʜᴇ sʜᴏᴡᴇᴅ ᴜᴘ, ʏᴏᴜ ɪɴᴠɪᴛᴇᴅ ʜɪᴍ ɪɴ , sɪᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜᴄʜ ᴀs ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴇxᴘᴇᴄᴛɪɴɢ ʜɪs ᴡᴏʀᴅs ᴏғ ᴇɴᴅɪɴɢ ᴛʜɪɴɢs ʙᴜᴛ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴄᴀᴍᴇ ɴᴇxᴛ sᴜʀᴘʀɪsᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴏʀᴇ … ʜɪᴍ ᴡᴀɴᴛɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴡᴏ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴀᴄᴛᴜᴀʟʟʏ ʀᴇᴀʟ. ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʏ ʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ʟᴏᴏᴋɪɴɢ ᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴇʏᴇs , ʜᴏʟᴅɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴀɴᴅs ᴀɴᴅ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ʜɪs ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴇʟᴛ ᴅᴏᴡɴ.

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