#johnny suh one shot

[dpr-stay]

No Longer | J.S

Johnny Suh x Singer! Reader

Warnings: I think swearing, hurt/comfort ( i didn't want to write comfort but couldn't resist), nct flopping in this universe.

WC: ~3.3k

Hi, bit of a small one but my holidays end tomorrow so I thought i'd get something out before then. Also me writing a serious fic? That's not about silly little guys in cars? What???? Also i'm sorry how disjointed the paragraphs are, this ones been baking for a loooong time and I didn't edit it L O L.

The shirt felt too tight around his chest and squeezing his arms into the suit jacket that followed it was a task of nightmares. And it made sense it didn’t fit, given that he had borrowed it from Taeil. Borrowed or begged for, what’s the difference?

Johnny anxiously adjusted his cuffs, pulling the black sleeves down to cover the flat-ironed cuffs of the white shirt underneath. He couldn’t complain that the suit was too short though. Taeil was kind enough to lend it to him at a very short-term notice. He just hoped no one there would comment on the ill fit.

If Taeil had noticed Johnny’s nerves as he busted into his room and frantically asked if he could borrow a suit, he didn’t mention it, which Johnny was very thankful for. He didn’t know how he would explain anything to anyone he knew if they asked about this.

He frantically checked his watch as the hands ticked closer and closer to 10pm. He strongly exhaled and leaned his head back against the hard seats of the taxi. He shut his eyes before opening them and accidentally making eye contact with the driver who was eyeing him through the mirror.

The driver quickly averted his eyes and Johnny released a small breath of air that could be heard as a chuckle. Johnny supposed he did look ridiculous. Barely put together, hair hanging wildly around his face, small suit paired with all-black trainers that he could’ve sworn were dress shoes when he grabbed them as he was rushing out the door.

Glancing out the window, all that greeted him was more traffic. He sighed and, as if summoned, drops of rain started hitting the glass panes. He once again adjusted his view forward and was met with the sight of the back of another car, altered by the many streaks of water running down the windshield.

The traffic then finally started moving and, as the taxi turned a corner, a brightly lit theatre came into view. Individual lightbulbs giving off more yellow than white light lined a board that hung over the entrance and ticket booth. The individual letters slotted into the board read, in all caps, “WORLD-FAMOUS SINGER SWEET-HEART PERFORMS 10PM SATURDAY”.

Johnny felt his breath catch in his throat as the taxi eventually slowed to a halt just outside the entrance. He quickly paid the driver and opened the door. The rain pelted him on the head as he gazed up at the signage.

“Sir? Are you here for the show?” Johnny’s head snapped to the ticket booth. He quickly walked over and searched for his ticket in his pockets. He grabbed it and presented it to the teenager working the stand.

“You’re lucky to get a ticket, I heard they sold out within 2 minutes.” The cashier chuckled as they scanned his ticket. Johnny contemplated this as he remembered the envelope Mark had slipped him earlier today, saying that he needed to see this.

He hadn’t understood his insistence until google had aided him in his search of ‘who is Sweet-Heart?’. How Mark had heard of you but he didn’t, he’ll never know. Johnny also made a mental reminder to pay back Mark with dinner or something, depending on how the night turned out.

“Well you’re all set. Enjoy the show!” The teen handed back the ticket and gestured Johnny inside the venue.

The inside was completely different from what Johnny expected. He knew it was a black suit event but the extravagant high ceilings with draped red and gold curtains and the eggshell white walls, covered in carving after carving, really put it into perspective.

The room was practically deserted apart from the clerk sitting lazily at the end behind a lecturn who straightened up after he saw him, obviously thinking everyone had entered the large oak doors behind him. Johnny followed the red carpet along the hardwood floors finally making it to the clerk, who awkwardly turned around and opened the doors.

Johnny, who was standing directly in between the two doors, was not expecting them to open onto a large hall, completely dark except from huge fog-lights shining on a stage. A stage from which a heavenly voice floated to Johnny’s ears, a voice so nice he doubted any recording could convey its melodies. 

And Johnny would definitely have to take Mark out to dinner at some point because up on stage was his Sweetheart, though he doubts she would remember the name being used by him due to years of no use. 

You had been friends while kids, both living within walking distance of each other and attending the small school. You had spent your early years being together constantly and being teased about being together constantly. Johnny could’ve bet that around highschool your years-deep friendship could’ve ended up going down a different path if you didn’t pack up in the middle of the night and move away without telling anyone and then never answering anyones texts or calls.

That had been a very difficult time for the young man, knowing that someone so close to him, someone he thought about everyday though it had been years since he’d last seen you, could just abandon him without a second thought, so when Mark had offered him tickets to your show, he couldn’t refuse regardless of the harm it was sure to cause him.

And, standing alone in the corridor between seated guests, Johnny could only take in the scale of what you had achieved without him. Thousands of people were seated here to watch you perform. You, an english speaker, in a room full of older Korean people, who were listening just because of how ethereal your voice sounded, even to the untrained ear. Even his google search had unprepared him for the magnitude of your popularity, though the sold out theater definitely began to put it into perspective.

The backlight of the foyer was enough to draw your attention to him, your voice never faltering even though your attention did. And through the large auditorium he could see a flash of recognition adorn your face, the missed note that caught in your breath as your eyes focused onto his silhouette.

The crowd surrounding Johnny grumbled at the pause in your serenade and you snapped your eyes from his face to stare another place in the room, desperately trying to avoid a repeat event as your eyes roved wild around the room. 

Johnny felt his breath catch and his heart begin beating rapidly. You recognised him. Somehow from this huge crowd, you were able to see him and remember him. You were able to remember one of the only people who knew you before this and, at one point, had probably known you better than you knew yourself.

Murmurs in the crowd prompted Johnny to thank the door man and lumber down to his seat in one of the rows. After a few “excuse-me”’s, Johnny reached his seat, which seemed to be the only empty one of the house, and began to watch the rest of your performance. 

The voice of an angel was truly an understatement, there was no way to convey the serenity of your vocals. No singer Johnny had ever listened to, no Cher, no Ariana, no Whitney, could even come close to matching the peace that encapsulated him when he heard your voice. Sure, maybe it was bias from a love that hadn’t been tampered with by time, but according to the sold-out theater, Johnny couldn’t be sure.

During your performance Johnny had to close his eyes to absorb the sheer impact of the fact that this whole time he could’ve been listening to your voice over his earphones or that he could have watched you grow from a small singer into the powerhouse you were today, but he wasn’t able to. And that was because you’d left. 

You’d just up and left, never to be in contact with him again. This whole time Johnny had thought that he’d never see you again. Maybe that would’ve been a good thing, considering the amount of consideration you had for his feelings. But when had looked at him, Johnny knew that you recognised him. There was no way you didn’t. You wouldn’t just stop singing if someone came late to your show, right? 

No, that’s ridiculous. As a performer, even in incredibly different venues, Johnny knew that people coming late didn’t inspire a reaction such as that. 

It was that flash of seeing someone you knew. Johnny knew it, it had happened to him when his family had first flown over and were able to see his first stage. At the time just seeing his family's faces had the power to make him choke up. 

Eventually the show came to a close after thunderous applause and people started standing up, but Johnny was rooted to his spot. He was debating between legging it out of there and trying to erase everything he’d seen and legging it out of there and keeping everything to himself. However he didn’t get a chance to choose as, when he stood up, an usher came to meet him in the aisle. A hurried explanation from the man exposed that you wanted to meet him. 

Johnny felt his heart stop, stood stupidly still as people of all ages filed through the corridor he was blocking, muttering cusses his way. But that didn’t phase him, he roomed with a bunch of teenage boys for a large part of his life. What did phase him was the knowledge that you wanted to see him.

Did you want to talk? What, did you want to finally explain what the hell happened? Why he hadn’t heard from you in years only to finally see you with a life better than anything he could’ve given you? Why, after years of him preaching to you about how hard it was to become a singer, you had done it anyway? And how you’d done leagues better than anything he’d ever accomplished?

He still regretted how many years of his life he’d spent pining over the idol dream, how many sleepless nights he’d spent wondering if he could’ve been spending his life better but convincing himself it would be worth it only for it all to blow up in face and for his group to do terribly. They were on the verge of disbanding and here you were, with your fully booked house.

He shouldn’t feel bitter though. He had no connection to you in the present, every interaction with you was in the past. That’s the attitude Johnny had in his mind as he followed the usher, ignoring the confused looks he was getting as he was led backstage. He was so focused on retaining this ‘fan, not friend’ mindset, he didn’t even realise he was in front of your dressing room door before the usher tapped him on the shoulder.

He quickly thanked the man before turning back to your door and knocking. It took a minute but slowly the door handle started turning. Johnny took a step back as the door opened his way and there you were.

You were just as beautiful, if not more, than how he remembered you. You still had that persistent curl in your hair that you had to spend hours ironing out, still held yourself in the same posture, and still wore your heart on your sleeve. At least he had thought you wore your heart on your sleeve. But if that was true, he wouldn’t have been blindsided by your leaving. 

He remained quiet as you took a shaky breath. He didn’t know why your breath was shaky, you were the one who’d deleted all your accounts after leaving, not letting him contact you.

“It really is you.” You whispered out and Johnny glanced up at you, more specifically the tears building in your eyes. He let his face remain completely passive as you launched yourself at him, feeling you grip the suit he wore with such force he may have to iron it before returning it. 

He held his arms out wide as you clung to him like a drowning person clinging to a life vest, as though he was holding you up. A wet patch formed on the suit jacket, making it through to his white shirt, making him frown. Why were you crying? You’d left him behind.

“Oh my god.” He heard you breathe into his jacket and he left one pat on your back before stepping back, making you stumble as you were forced to release him. He ignored your confused expression and the tears falling out of your eyes in favour of looking at the makeup smudged onto his suit, a ‘tch’ escaping his mouth at the sight.

“I-I’m sorry about that.” You hiccupped, a tone he didn’t recognise plaguing your voice. “I can get it-t dry cleaned.” He looked up, once again ignoring the way his heart squeezed at the tears falling down your cheeks. You shouldn’t get to be sad, it was your fault.

“No need.” He said, his voice a bit more aggressive than he intended for a child-hood friend turned ghost-lover. He cleared his throat before starting the mini-speech he had hastily made in his head as he was led by the usher.

“Listen, you did great out there,” He ignored the enchanting smile that encompassed your face because of his praise.

“You did fantastic even, but I don’t know why you asked for me to come back here.” He said, watching the way your face fell.

“W-well I thought after like ten years you’d be happy to see me…” You said and he held back a scoff, still wanting to preserve as many of your feelings even though you hadn’t done the same for him.

“I don’t know why you’d think that.” He said coldly and didn’t see the way your face crumpled as though you’d been stabbed because he’d turned around and prepared to leave. A hand grabbed his wrist and he slightly turned to look at you.

“What happened? Why are you so mad?” You asked quietly and he didn’t hold back his laugh. He turned fully and stomped into your room, you backing away, only being pushed by his presence.

“Why am I so mad?” He asked, his fists clenched and an incredulous tone rampant through his voice.

“Why am I so mad?! You left! You just left in the middle of the night! I didn’t get to say goodbye, I didn’t get to say anything!” He ranted, turning and pacing up and down your changeroom. You were stunned, not being able to answer him which only seemed to fuel him.

“And then what, a decade later I finally find you again. Only to see you’re doing incredible and, good for you and all, but you’re doing incredible without me! You’re living a better life alone, with no regard for me, than anything I could’ve ever given you!” Your continued silence seemed to drain all the fight out of him.

“That’s why I’m mad. I shouldn’t have come. God, Mark just did this to fuck with me.” He sighed, rubbing a hand on his forehead before turning to you again.

“Look, I’m happy for you, but I think it would be best if-”

“I’ve thought about you everyday since I left y’know. I’d wonder how you were doing. I was there when you debuted, I don’t know if you know. I was in the crowd. I watched you look at your family and I was happy. I was happy that you were happy.” You suddenly spoke up, your words knocking the air out of Johnny’s body.

“All through our school years I’d see you with other kids and see how you were able to interact freely with them and how you were always smiling. And I saw that and I thought ‘How could I ever be that happy?’. I finally realised my happiness was with you but then I realised that that was too selfish, I needed to find a way to be happy without relying on you.” 

“So you fucking left? You think I’d care that you were happy with me?” Johnny interrupted, getting mad again. 

“I left because I thought that I would stop how happy you were, regardless of my own feelings. Everyone knows, you can’t be an idol with a partner, it just doesn’t work out. We both knew that’s where we were going. I knew that if I didn’t leave, I’d eventually end up without you anyways, and it would be easier to start making my own happiness earlier.” You said and Johnny went quiet for a second.

There was a million questions he wanted to ask. Why didn’t you say goodbye? Why didn’t you give us a chance? Why did you become a singer? But he eventually settled on:

“Did it work? Are you happy without me?” He asked hesitantly, almost afraid of the answer. You took a pause before a second wave of tears flooded down your cheeks. 

“I don’t think I’ve ever regretted anything more.” He could barely hear you through the hiccups reverberating through your throat. 

“Everyday I’ve tried to tell myself that it was for the best, but I can never seem to convince myself. It’s torture, knowing I gave up without trying, that we could’ve been something. But I fucked it up, and it’s my responsibility.” You could barely get it out, choked sobs interrupting your monologue. Johnny could only watch as the person he’d once regarded as the love of his life broke down in front of him.

“Y-you don’t have to stick around, you can leave if you want.” You choked out after a minute but Johnny stayed still, the many questions he had fighting to spawn on the tip of his tongue. But before he could ask more you took a shuddering breath and slid down a wall to the floor, wrapping your arms around your drew up knees and hanging your head before your knees and chest.

After a moment, Johnny slid down the wall with you. Questions could wait, you crying would always be his top priority, even when he was still mad at you. He wrapped his arms around your shuddering form and whispered sweet nothings as you continued to sob. After a few minutes you stopped sobbing, quietly sniffling, and Johnny continued to sit there, you savoring the feeling of being wrapped in his arms.

“I’d understand if you never saw me again.” You said quietly and you felt Johnny nod against your head, an action that inspired more tears to leak from your eyes. It had always been too good to last.

“Unfortunately sometimes what we probably should do is not what we want to do.” He said quietly, placing a kiss against your head, leaving you to ponder the meaning behind that sentence. After a few seconds he sighed.

“I don’t think I’d ever not want to be with you.” He said and you tried to swivel your head to look at him, but you were held back by his arms.

“But I definitely need time. I have and probably always will love you, but right now, I don’t trust you.” As much as it hurt to say, Johnny knew it was the right thing to do. Johnny was only affirmed in this when you nodded your head below his chin. He turned you around to make eye contact with you, taking in your red eyes and wobbly chin. He pressed a small kiss to your forehead.

“I’ve missed you.” While sweet, it still prompted you to burst into a fresh set of tears, one which Johnny teasingly rolled his eyes at.

“Crybaby.” He joked and you could only laugh, happy to be reunited with your happiness.

bah, humbug. Not checking formatting, sorry!!!

#johnny x reader #singer!reader #johnny suh x reader #johnny suh x you #johnny suh x y/n #johnny suh imagine #johnny suh reaction #johnny suh one shot #johhny suh fic #johnny x you #johnny x y/n #johnny reaction #johnny fic #nct fic #nct x reader #nct x you #nct x y/n #did i go a bit overboard on the tags #nahhhhhhh #i'm tired whoops! #nct reaction #nct 127 x reader #nct scenario #nct 127 scenario #nct 127 reaction #idol!reader

[daydreamingyuta]

127 Trick-or-Treating with Their Kids

(I had to use vampire Haechan I’m sorry lol) also dad!127 has my hearttt 🥹

Doyoung & Jungwoo

He is genuinely so excited! He would literally record everything! His kid showing off their outfit, his kid ringing all the doorbells, and he would eventually get a shot of him carrying his kid because they got too tired of walking. also he would absolutely get dressed up, but the costume he picked is a little too scary and he accidentally ends up scaring the other children while walking around. but he just has such a good time trick or treating and making memories with his family 🥹

Taeil, Taeyong, Mark, & Haechan

He would make everyone in the family do a group costume. Like he’s been planning this for months and is so excited. He makes sure to take tons of family pictures before you go out and is SO eager to tell anybody who will listen about the costumes. He just has such a good time and loves Halloween because it makes him feel like a kid again! (also has to skip that one house because it’s a little too scary ‘for his kid’)

Johnny, Yuta & Jaehyun

He would spend half the time wondering how much money and how long it took to put up all the different Halloween decorations the neighbors have. but also genuinely enjoying seeing his kid all dressed up and so excited about receiving so much candy. Definitely takes up a candy tax every few houses just to ‘make sure the candy is good’

#nct #nct 127 #mark lee #haechan #yuta #doyoung #taeil #taeyong #jaehyun #johnny suh #jungwoo #fluff #k-pop #drabble #imagine #nct scenarios #one shot #x reader #x y/n #fanfiction

[flurrys-creativity]

Doctor’s Appointment

Pairing: Johnny Suh (NCT) X GN!Reader; Genre: Doctor AU, Hospital AU, strangers to somewhat lover, Single parent AU, somewhat fluff, kinda romance; Rating: sfw, pg-13; Warnings: sick baby, being in a clinic, rude elderly woman, self doubt, johnny being slightly intimidating (if you squint), infusion bags, mentions of needles and piercing the skin with said needles, mentions of passing out, mentions of neglecting ones own needs, a nosy neighbour; Wordcount: 3.269

Summary: Being a single parent isn’t always easy. Especially not when your kid is sick and you just don’t know what to do. If it weren’t for one very handsome doctor.

You nearly ran against the automatic doors as they didn’t open fast enough. Impatiently you tapped from one foot on the other, wincing with every cry that reached your ears.

During the ride here your little one had passed out from exhaustion, the high fever and constant crying throughout the afternoon, evening and half the night finally took a toll. But the second you unbuckled the seatbelt and lifted your baby into your arms it woke up again.

You ignored the stares and frowns from the few people around you, hurrying to the front desk where you stopped and started rocking your baby, hoping to cease the crying. Sadly nothing worked. Instead your little one only cried louder and louder.

By now you were surprised your eardrums didn’t burst, though you were sure you would hear a ringing the second it got remotely quiet again.

“Hey, I called, like yesterday and I was told I should come to the clinic when the symptoms of my baby wouldn’t get better and I think they got worse?” You tried to speak as calmly as possible but at the same time it felt as if you were screaming at the person behind the front desk.

“Mhm, I need to get your information first. Please take this form and fill it out. I’ll get you once the doctor is free.” They handed you a clipboard with an attached pen and pointed to the waiting area behind you.

You took the form out of their hand with a sigh and walked over to an empty seat. You struggled slightly to fill it out while also holding your child in your arm, bobbing it up and down. Again, the few people around you shot you nasty glances, basically throwing daggers at you with their eyes. You weren’t sure whether it was because of your child crying so loudly, because of your appearance or because of both combined - though you would bet your money on the latter.

You only wore some grey, old jogging pants and a loose white tee, which probably didn’t look as fresh as it should be. Due to the sickness of your child you refused to wear anything fancy - not just because of the fact you already had puke all over you once but more with the reason you just had no time. You stayed up for more than one night already, the symptoms and fever having only gotten worse since three days ago.

When your child showed the first symptoms of being sick, you immediately made an appointment with a doctor, not wanting to risk anything when it came to your little bean. There you got some medicine and tips on how to deal with it, saying it should get better in a few days.

Nothing had changed and so you had called this clinic, wanting to get a different opinion on the matter and they only told you to come by should anything get worse. Which it did - hence the reason you sat in the waiting area, looking like a catastrophe with your child still crying.

Once you filled out the form and handed it back to the person behind the front desk, you wandered up and down through the halls. Even though your legs hurt from constantly moving around, you just couldn’t sit still. On one hand you still hoped to calm your baby enough for it to stop crying and on the other hand there was no way for you to sit down and relax when you were this worried.

“Some people just aren’t cut out to be a parent”, an older woman sneered as you walked past her, “can’t even calm their own child.”

You turned back around to the woman, schooling your expression to be as emotionless as possible. Even though you wanted to explode and lash out at her, you couldn’t take a full on fight now with someone, who just didn’t know. “So far I haven’t met an eighteen month old child, who was able to simply say they felt uncomfortable with all the pain and exhaustion they were experiencing. So if you would kindly mind your own business? Thank you.”

“Blaming the child now? You are a horrible parent! Maybe you should have sent your significant other instead of yourself if you can’t deal with your own child!” She told you - loud enough for other people to look at you as well.

You clenched your jaw and tried to take several deep breaths. That comment stung. There was no significant other who could help you out. You had to deal with everything that was thrown at you on your own. “There is absolutely no reason for you to insult me like that.” Even though you tried to stay polite, your words sounded rather hissed than spoken.

“I have all the reasons!” She yelled and pointed at you, waving her arm accusingly in front of your face. “The moment you came through those doors you disrupted the peace inside these walls! It has been almost an hour now and your child is still crying and screaming! Aren’t you ashamed of yourself? Be a better parent!”

You felt tears prick at the corner of your eyes, making you blink repeatedly. Your heart twisted painfully since that woman addressed all the worries you carried inside of you all the time. 

“What is there to improve?” A voice spoke up behind you. “I see a wonderful parent right in front of me. I see the concern and the wish to let the child be checked up on. This is a lot more than other parents do.”

You bit on your lower lip, trying to prevent yourself from crying right in front of all these strangers. 

The woman in front of you stuttered some incoherent sentences, trying to come up with some reason why you were still a bad parent. She glanced at the person behind you one more time before she decided to keep her mouth shut.

You slowly turned around, wanting to say thank you for helping you, when you were met with a stethoscope, a light blue shirt and a white coat. A small tag with the name Dr. Suh was attached to the coat. Your eyes wandered upwards until you saw a soft, comforting smile, warm brown eyes and brown locks. 

“I think the small one has waited enough. Would you follow me, please?” He said and motioned towards the hallway behind him.

“But it isn’t our turn yet”, you whispered, feeling the judging glances on you once more. Some of the patients had been within the waiting room longer than you and you didn’t want to cut the line, giving them all the more reasons to hate you.

The doctor looked down at you, noticing the glances towards the waiting room. He looked over the few waiting patients, seeing none with an emergency or a reason to be addressed immediately. “I’m sure everyone here will understand why a child in severe pain is more of an emergency than a person with a stuffy nose, who could have visited their regular doctor during the day.”

You saw how everyone avoided his gaze before you looked back up to the doctor. 

He scoffed shortly and turned his attention back on you, the smile returning to his lips. “So, if you’d follow me.” He placed a hand between your shoulder blades and guided you along the hallway and into an empty room.

You wanted to thank him again but he didn’t give you the time as he immediately started asking questions as soon as the door closed behind you. Name, age, weight, duration of the fever, other symptoms, how much your baby drank within the last twenty-four hours. You barely kept up with all the questions and him rushing around the room.

“Sang-so needs some liquid immediately”, he suddenly explained, walking over to you with an infusion bag in his hand. “I also added a small dose of pain relief, hoping to give your baby some well needed rest. You can stay in this room until the infusion is done.”

You watched him inject a needle into the back of your baby’s hand, securing it and attaching it with the infusion bag, which he hung on a pole. 

“If nothing has changed within the next thirty minutes, call for me”, he stated and gently caressed the head of your still crying baby. “I will check on the both of you every now and then.”

“Thank you.” You bowed your head in gratitude, not able to go any lower with your child still in your arms.

“No need to thank me”, he smiled, “that’s my job after all.” With that he walked out of the room and left you alone, standing in the middle of it.

You wandered around the room, keeping the pole close to you, while you hummed a soft melody. You still felt the nervousness bubbling within your body but something about Dr. Suh gave you the reassurance everything would be fine.

Soon enough the crying ceased and dimmed down to quiet sniffles. A deep sigh left your lips and you kissed the forehead of your baby, grateful the infusion was helping. 

Only after Sang-so fell asleep did you sit down on one of the chairs within the room. Your own exhaustion slowly caught up on you. With all the fear and stress you had neglected most of your own needs. 

“Ah, I hear nothing”, the voice of Dr. Suh interrupted your thoughts. “That’s a good sign.”

A weak smile played over your lips as you nodded and thanked him again. “The little bean finally fell asleep”, you whispered and brushed a few strands of hair away. 

Dr. Suh squatted down next to you, observing your child momentarily. “The fever didn’t go down because of dehydration. Sometimes we need to force them to drink. When Sang-so refuses to drink water, try mixing drops of juice into it to give it some flavour. That should do the trick.” He looked up to you, eyebrows furrowing while he assessed you. “Do you want to freshen up a little? I can stay with Sang-so for the meantime.”

You shook your head slowly. “I’m fine, thanks.”

“Do you want me to call someone to pick you two up once the infusion is done?”

Again you shook your head. “It’s alright. I’ll call an uber again. Or a taxi.”

His frown only deepened. He raised a hand and cupped your cheek, his thumb brushing over your dry lips. “When was the last time you drank something?” As you only shrugged with your shoulders, he continued questioning you. “When did you last eat something? How much did you sleep the past few days?” 

You leaned into his touch, missing the softness of being cared for by another person. A single tear rolled down your cheek while you smiled weakly. “I’ll be fine”, you whispered and closed your eyes, “I just need a coffee and I’m back on my feet.”

You noticed him wince at your comment before he placed his second hand on your other cheek as well, forcing you to look at him with your glassy eyes. “I need you to rest”, he said sternly without breaking eye contact. “I’ll give you an infusion as well and then I need you and Sang-so to rest on the bed over there until my shift is over, understood?” He didn’t even wait for your answer before he helped you up and guided you over to the bed.

The second you laid down next to your baby, you passed out.

Johnny injected the infusion into your arm and stood up, looking down at you and the small child. Within the clinic Johnny was constantly met with egoistic people, who always wanted to be first or needed the world to revolve around their problems. Yet you had tried not to inconvenience all the other patients, even after they attacked you with their harsh words.

You woke up again from the soft giggles of Sang-so. When you opened your eyes they immediately wandered to Dr. Suh, who sat on a chair and balanced your baby on his legs.

Sang-so held his hands tightly while crouching down and standing back up, silently asking him to move his legs again. Once he did, Sang-so giggled in delight and repeated the request.

You pushed yourself up into a seated position, smiling tiredly while you smoothed down your hair.

“Look, who just woke up.”

Sang-so’s head whipped around and a cheerful laugh filled the room as your baby saw you awake. 

Dr. Suh carried Sang-so over to you, watching you closely as you hugged your kid and mumbled something into its ear. 

“I’m sorry for the inconvenience”, you apologised though you stayed rooted on the bed, knowing full well you weren’t stable enough to move yet. 

Johnny shook his head. “It was my own decision to take my break here.” A pang of guilt shot through your heart and only intensified as he continued speaking. “I also brought you two canteen food. It isn’t the tastiest there is but at least it’s nutritious.” 

You wanted to apologise again, feeling like a burden and a good-for-nothing as you haven’t done anything helpful so far. But the doctor spoke up again before you had the chance to say a word.

“Sang-so? Can you do me a little favour?” He leaned down to your kid and waited for the soft nod. “I need you to make sure Y/N eats something and sleeps a little more until I’m back. Can you do that for me?” 

Sang-so looked from the doctor to you and back again, giggling in excitement and nodding once more.

Johnny turned his attention to you and caught your gaze. “Rest”, he whispered and smirked slightly, “doctor's orders.”

“Okay”, you breathed out, too entranced with his eyes. Only after he left the room were you able to regain some control over your thoughts. Your heart pounded heavily against your ribcage while your hands felt clammy and shaky. 

You leaned back against the wall and closed your eyes, cursing under your breath for falling for the hot doctor. You had a tendency to develop crushes quite quickly. The last time it happened you ended up as a single parent and you had sworn to never fall for someone you barely knew again.

Yet, here you were falling for this incredibly attractive doctor. 

Sang-so sat down on your lap and rested their head against your chest, listening to your heartbeat and slowly dozing off again. 

You rubbed over their back and placed a soft kiss on Sang-so’s head before you relaxed again, letting your consciousness drift away once more.

When Johnny came back you still hadn’t eaten but at least you had rested some more. He quietly walked over to you and gently shook your shoulder, careful as to not wake up Sang-so.

You blinked several times before you were able to focus on the person in front of you. “What time is it?” You asked as you noticed the bright light coming through the windows.

“Time for you to eat something.” 

A soft laugh escaped your lips as you accepted the food he held out to you. “I’m sorry you had to watch this little monster while you were on your break.” 

“Don’t mention it.” Johnny sat back down on the chair and waited patiently for you to eat. He made light conversation with you after he sensed your nervousness, easing your mind almost instantly. “Once you finish eating, I’ll drive you home.”

You nearly choked on the food you just swallowed. “I can’t possibly accept that!”

“My shift ended half an hour ago. I really don’t mind offering you a lift. I don’t think waiting for an uber or a taxi would be a good choice with Sang-so still being under the weather.” 

At that moment you noticed he didn’t wear the white coat anymore. Instead an overly large hoodie adorned his upper body. 

“Dr. Suh…”

“Off my shift, not a doctor anymore. Call me Johnny.” He grinned at you, the smile becoming even wider when you sighed in defeat and accepted his offer.

After you ate up, Johnny guided you through the hospital to the parking lot. He opened the door for you and pulled a baby seat out of the trunk of his car, helping you to secure it on the backseat. 

You felt oddly safe on the backseat of this man, though your heart rate spiked whenever your eyes met through the back view mirror. You knew you’d miss the attentiveness the second you’d get to your apartment and be the lonely single parent again but that thought didn’t prevent the butterflies inside your stomach.

When Johnny parked in front of your home, he quickly got out of the car and opened the door for you again.

“How can I ever repay you for your kindness?” You held Sang-so in your arms while Johnny put the baby seat back into his trunk. Before he was able to answer you though, your nosy neighbour opened the window and called out for you.

“Y/N! I didn’t know you got a boyfriend!”

“He’s no-...”

“Is he treating you right? Where was he when Sang-so was so sick? Did you scold him for not helping you out? He better step up his game! Aigo, don’t get fooled just because he looks handsome!”

“Miss Kim, I don’t have…”

“You should move in to help Y/N during a crisis. Last night they got into an uber! Do you know how dangerous that is for a single parent?” Once again you got interrupted by her, making you sigh deeply. 

From all her nagging, Sang-so woke up again and looked around. The second your baby noticed Johnny standing beside you, the little monster leaned over to him and made grabby hands while giggling.

Johnny quickly grabbed Sang-so and made silly faces, saving you the struggle of holding such a whirlwind in your arms. 

“At least he’s good with kids”, Miss Kim yelled and nodded approvingly, “maybe you chose a good one this time.”

Having had enough of this woman you simply faked a smile and dismissed her antics with a wave of your hands before you turned your back to her. “Sorry about that”, you murmured and reached for Sang-so, “I’ll explain the situation to her another time.”

“How about you repay me back with a date”, Johnny suggested and leaned down to your ear, “this might even save you the explanation to Miss Kim.” He chuckled softly and handed you Sang-so, only straightening again after he kissed your cheek. “Think about it. You know where to find me.” With that he bit his goodbye, even waving one last time to Miss Kim, before he got into his car and drove off.

Maybe your heart was making a good choice, despite fearing it might collapse any second now. You watched the car disappear into the distance, still stunned due to the soft kiss. Maybe you should give this a shot. At least your mind already played a dozen romantic scenarios over and over. 

One of them being you with a small present at the clinic asking to see him and say thank you. And yes. You’d definitely say yes to a date with him. Maybe you should make a doctor’s appointment to let him know. 

A soft giggle escaped your lips and you turned your head to look at Sang-so, smiled as well. 

Yeah, you definitely wanted to make that doctor’s appointment.

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[blu-joons]

BEST FRIEND NCT A⇴Z HEADCANON ⇴ Johnny Suh

A ⇴ ATTENTION

He tried his best to pay as much attention as possible, especially when you were talking to him. Johnny knew his time with you was often limited so he tried to make the most of it whenever he possibly could.

B ⇴ BICKER

Despite the fact that you lived half a world away, you still managed to find a way to bicker with Johnny most of the time. The two of you would still be onto each other, usually bickering if one of you admitted to maybe skipping a meal or not looking after yourself as well as the other person wanted you to.

C ⇴ COMFORT

He tried his best to be available when you needed comforting as Johnny knew that no one got you quite like he did. He hated that he wasn’t able to be there in person to help you out, but he hoped that the things that he said whilst on a call to you went some of the way to trying to help you feel better again.

D ⇴ DISAGREEMENTS

Neither of you tried to disagree on anything, mainly as it was time wasted for you both when you had much better things that you could be doing whilst you had the chance to talk to each other. You had spent enough years as best friends to know how to not cause an argument between the two of you anyway, but even if one of you wanted to cause an argument, the other person wouldn’t let it happen.

E ⇴ EARLY YEARS

You couldn’t remember the exact time when you met, all you two could remember was being in school. You and Johnny had a reputation for being the best of friends at school, even your teachers often remarked on how close the two of you were in the classroom. You both loved that everyone saw how well you got along from a young age, and how that bond from back then still existed years later too.

F ⇴ FAMILY

Johnny’s family loved to spend time with you, even when he wasn’t around. Quite often he’d ring to see you at the family home with his parents or they’d mention that you had stopped by earlier in the day to see how you were getting on. A small part of Johnny was sometimes a little bit jealous that his family were able to spend time with you whilst he sometimes was lucky if he got an hour in his day to chat to you.

G ⇴ GETTING TOGETHER

When you were together in person, you barely had a second free with things constantly planned. Johnny especially loved to show you around whenever you were visiting him in Seoul, and whenever he was back home you both loved to revisit the old places that you went to when the two of you were younger.

H ⇴ HABITS

The two of you had a habit of forgetting about time zones and getting the other person into trouble. Quite often you wouldn’t think and just call the other person, with Johnny often interrupting you at work in a meeting, or you waking him up when it was the middle of the night in Seoul, even if it was lunch for you.

I ⇴ INSIDE JOKES

You both loved to reminisce on your jokes that you had from when you were younger. As most school friends did, you often pondered about the other people that you went to school with, guessing what they were doing with themselves and whether they achieved as much as they thought they would at school.

J ⇴ JEALOUSY

More than anything else, he was jealous of others who were around you and able to spend more time with you. Johnny loved to see you spending time with your other friends, but there would also be a twang of jealousy inside of Johnny knowing that they were there, and he wasn’t. He never let you know that he was jealous, but the other members knew when Johnny was upset that he wasn’t around with you.

K ⇴ KICKS

Johnny got a kick out of speaking to you, as sometimes it would take days or weeks for your schedules to align to allow you to talk and catch up with one another. It was something that he always looked forward to, even if he was lucky enough to have been able to call you for a couple of days in a row too.

L ⇴ LOVE

He loved the effort that the both of you still put in to making your friendship work. At times it felt like you were working towards nothing because you were both so busy, but when you finally got the chance to chat, it was always rewarding. Despite the miles between you, neither of you were willing to give up on over a decade of friendship, and both made sure to appreciate that the other person wasn’t willing either.

M ⇴ MEETING

The two of you first met when you were kids, and from then on it was all a bit of a blur. Neither of you could really even remember getting to know each other, unsure who said the first hello, or who was the first to get the other one into trouble at school, you just felt as if you’d almost been there with each other.

N ⇴ NONSENSE

Being so far away, the two of you relied on being silly with each other to cheer yourselves up whenever you missed the other, or to cheer the other person up when they admitted that they missed you.

O ⇴ OBSESSION

Johnny was obsessed with your friendship and the huge influence it had had on him. He could still hear your voice quite often offering him advice even when you were fast asleep on the other side of the world.

P ⇴ PRECIOUS MOMENTS

Nothing was as significant as being able to spend time with you in person in Johnny’s opinion. As much as he still valued being able to talk to you online, it was never the same as being with you in person, to poke you until you yelled at him or talk to you until you were screaming at him to shut up and let you sleep.

Q ⇴ QUESTIONS

The majority of your calls were made up on questions as you checked up on each other and heard any new updates, Johnny especially loved to hear about any drama that you had on old friends and your neighbours.

R ⇴ RANDOM FACTS

He kept a lucky charm from you in his bag whenever Johnny was at work to feel as if you were there with him. It was something that you gave Johnny when the two of you sat your exams when you were younger, and after it brought him good luck then, Johnny hoped that it would continue to bring him luck either.

S ⇴ SUPPORT

It never failed to surprise Johnny at just how good of a job you did of supporting him, even from so far away. You sometimes set alarms to make sure that you didn’t forget, messaging Johnny in the early hours of the morning so that you didn’t forget to wish Johnny good luck for a show or a different schedule.

T ⇴ TRIPS

Visiting home was always the most important thing for Johnny whenever he had the time to go. As much as visiting his family was the priority, being able to see you was also by far one of his priorities too.

U ⇴ ULTIMATE

Despite how far away you were, that never stopped Johnny appreciating you and needing you any less.

V ⇴ VISITS

Quite often you would accidentally visit rehearsals as you forgot about time differences. You’d ring Johnny thinking that he was at home only to see that he was in the middle of a run through with the group.

W ⇴ WISDOM

He tried his best to be as helpful as possible, usually finding a way to make you laugh as he went along too.

X ⇴ XXXX

The one thing you looked forward to more than anything else whenever you saw Johnny was the hug that he gave you when you first reunited. It was something that you never tired of, and always treasured too.

Y ⇴ YOU

You were his ultimate, Johnny had always just had you as his number one.

Z ⇴ ZZZ

The dorm was your home when you visited Johnny, he hated the thought of you staying in a hotel. Although it led to a little bit of disruption, luckily for you the boys were always incredibly accommodating of you.

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no body/no crime

nct haechan & taeil, 25k+

“We’re going to be late,” Mark says with a sigh as he watches Haechan scurry around the room in search of his phone, bickering all the while. He’s propped against the door jam, his own phone held out in front of him, ringing Haechan’s phone for the third time in a row. “Honestly, why do you even leave it on silent, Haechanie?”

“Because he doesn’t think,” Taeil supplies unhelpfully from the closet, poking his head out to shoot the younger a pointed look. Haechan grumbles and sticks his tongue out in retribution, before ducking under the hotel bed for the fourth time. 

“If it wasn’t under there the last three times you looked, what makes you think it would be under there now?” Mark asks, causing Taeil to hide his laugh behind the next article of clothing he moves out of his way. 

“Maybe I missed it,” Haechan mutters defiantly, reaching further under the bed and hoping that there’s nothing else under there besides his phone and some dust. 

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[sweeeetsuh]

hi im alive ask box is open to discuss horny johnny thoughts since the smut zone is dry!!

#maybe ill drop some one shots #johnny suh smut #nct smut #johnny smut #nct 127 smut

[suhnshinehaos]

‘ THROUGH THE YEARS ’ | j. suh

summary : you and johnny’s relationship told in your birthday posts over the years pairing : johnny suh x gn!reader genre/s : one-shot smau, non-idol au, pure fluff

*note : pics are not chronologically accurate + likes are a lil all over the place but let me have this i thought it would be cute and i reordered the pics after writing hahaha

from reese, with love <3

feel free to guess at which bday post they started being together hehe anyways, happy johnny day!! johnny was my bias when i first got into nct and he’s still my bias to this day! he is so dear to me, he deserves the world and i hope he had the best day.

thank you for reading, i’d love to know what you think! hope you’re doing well and taking care :)

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i also want you to write for mrs suh and johnny (just like mrs jeong and jaehyun) 🥹🥹🥹

Misses Suh? j.suh

GENRE: fluff, smut, dilf and milf parents, halloween night!

WARNINGS: milf and dilf parents, young children are mentioned in this story (several month old-17 year olds), drinking, fluffy scenes, slight angst scene but not really, kissing, flirting, groping, oral sex (M receiving), sexual commenting, car sex, rough sex, riding in the backseat.

WARNING 2.0: chenle being the absolute cutest in the world.

DING DONG!

“trick or treaters already?” you wipe your hands on the ripped paper towel. “it’s only six?” you look away from the oven clock.

you grab the bucket of candy off the dinner table and walk to the front door only to see your husband has beat you to it.

“come on in, leslie!” a girl with her hair in short braids, a metal head brace on, her thick brown boots on, and books in her arms walk in.

“thanks, mister suh!” she comes in and quickly takes off her boots, neatly setting them aside.

“hey leslie, i thought you were a trick or treater!” you hold the big pumpkin bucket on your hip. “misses suh, you look so good!” she squeals.

you giggle and place a hand on your chest. “oh, thank you, honey.”

you and johnny were dressed as the joker and his ROD, harley quinn.

“now are you sure you don’t want to go trick or treating with your friends?” you pick at your nails while johnny joins your side.

johnny hugs your waist. “you can back out, just say the word.” johnny says with a nod.

leslie shakes her head firmly. “no ma’am and no sir. my friends are going with their families and i think i’m old enough to the point where i don’t need to go trick or treating anymore.”

“is that so?” leslie nods with a giggle and a snort ending it. “yes ma’am.”

“well, i’m gonna get my wallet so i can pay you now. just so i don’t forget.” you wink at the fourteen year old before leaving to the kitchen.

“don’t feel so bad, baby.” your husband follows you. “i can’t but help feel that way. i feel like we’re holding her back from living her childhood life.” you frown and unzip your wallet.

johnny bear hugs you, his chin on your shoulder. “she offered to watch our little min jung on halloween so, we aren’t doing anything wrong.”

“leaving a minor home alone with another minor?” you zip up your wallet after grabbing a fresh crisp $100 bill.

“she lives next door and her parents are home.”

you pause and laugh. “you just have an answer for everything, huh?” johnny hums, lightly grazing his red lips on your neck. “maybe.”

“no no, we start at my neighborhood then we start moving to the left.” haechan says coming down the stairs with his friends.

“hi haechan!” haechan flinches and jumps back. “leslie… how the hell did you get inside my house?”

leslie blinks and smiles. “oh, you don’t know? i’m babysitting your brother!” she giggles and ends off with a snort.

“yeah…okay, just don’t go in my room again.” leslie squeezes her books and nods.

a nudge pushes haechan forward. “uh…yeah, excuse us.” the group of boys squeeze past leslie who follows with her head.

“mom! dad! we’re going trick or treating, now!” haechan shouts with his hand on the door handle.

you usher to the front door. “already? it’s only six.” you frown and return with the cash fisted in your hand. “yeah, mom. we wanna go early so we can get the good king size candy bars. we’ll be back before ten, see ya—!”

“nuh-uh, uh, uh.” you shake your head while putting your hands on your hip. “lemme get a quick picture of you boys first.”

the seven of them line up, three of them squatting for the second photo.

“just one more,” you take a few more shots before haechan begins to whine. “no more, mom! we gotta go!” you glare at him and tsk. “donghyuck suh.”

haechan sighs and poses for the picture. “you boys look amazing!” you giggle at their costumes.

haechan as micheal jackson. (didn’t want to comply in the family halloween costume).

mark as spider-man. (with a big hole in the middle of the mask because haechan cut his breathing source too big).

renjun as a fox. (teased for being a furry).

chenle as jigsaw.

jaemin as a male harley quinn. (he refused to wear the booty shorts/skirt).

jeno as the joker.

lastly, the baby of the group; jisung who’s dressed as a white sheet cut out ghost. (he was lied to by the group that they were gonna go as white sheet ghosts).

“looks like we have ourselves some copycats.” johnny says, eating a kitkat. “it was unplanned!” jeno whines with jaemin agreeing.

“uh huh, sure. now, have fun trick or treating and be safe.” the boys who’s are kneeling stand back up and follow haechan who opens the front door and ushers them out.

“haechan,” you call out for the boy who halts and turns back to you. “what time should you be home?”

“ten.” you nod with a hum. “that’s right. any later than ten— i’m eating all your king size candy bars.”

haechan whines and is taken into your arms. “i love you, be safe.” you plant a kiss on his cheek. “you’re getting too tall.”

haechan was four inches taller than you but he still towered over you.

“i love you too, mom. don’t party too much, you’re getting old.” you scoff and shoo him out the house. “be safe, boys! i love you all.” you shout out the door before shutting it.

you turn to see johnny with leslie and the seven month old in her lap.

“looks like someone’s awake from their nap.” you walk over to the group and join johnny on the floor. “hey little mister, you’re gonna stay with our good neighbor, leslie.” you wipe min jungs’ drool off his cheek.

min jung coos and reaches out his arms to you. the three of you aw as you take him into your arms.

“now leslie, dear. i’ve left some instructions on the fridge. i also wrote emergency numbers—including my number and mister suhs.”

leslie nods. “yes ma’am. i’m sure we won’t be needing to use those emergency numbers! i’ve got it all under control. i took several baby classes so i’m pretty sure i know what i’m doing.”

you nod with a sigh. “alright,” you look at your husband who looks back at you. “you ready to head out?” he nods with a frown.

“okay, we’re gonna head out now. did you need anything before we leave?” leslie looks around and shakes her head. “no ma’am.”

“okay then, here he is. we have a whole bunch of snacks for you if you get hungry—and some backup bags of candy for the trick or treaters if we run out. i’m just gonna grab my bag then we’re gonna leave.” leslie nods and takes min jung back into her arms.

johnny stands and helps you up off the ground. “your bag.” he holds your bag up after helping you off the ground. “oh, thank you. i thought i left it in the kitchen.”

“nope.” johnny pats your hip and guides you to the front door where he watches you put on your boots.

“i’m gonna go start the car first so it warms up for you.” you nod and feel your heart flutter, for you.

johnny leaves the moment you finish lacing your boots. you give one more glance to leslie who makes the sleepy seven month old giggle.

“you sure you’ll be okay, leslie?” she looks back with a confused sound. “oh, yeah! we’ll be just fine, won’t we, min jung-ie?” she lifts the chunky boy up and makes him wave.

“okay then. i’ll see you later tonight. but if i don’t make it back before 10, leave baby with haechan.” leslie nods. “okay,” you extend, holding onto the door handle. “i’m going now. goodnight!”

when you shut the front door after you step out, you let out a deep breath.

it was the first time in months since you’d be leaving your son behind with a babysitter. it was always hard when leaving them even for a few minutes.

haechan was the hardest. since he was always attached to you, whenever you had to leave for work he would chase you out to the drive way whenever you tried leaving. some days you’d cave and stay with him until he eventually grew out of it.

you make your way to the car and johnny is standing by the passenger side with his phone to his ear. “—just make sure he doesn’t do anything stupid. be back by ten and be safe.”

johnny hangs up and smiles when seeing you. “hey puddin’.” johnny opens the passenger side. “hey joker, who was that on the phone?”

“just my brother.” you climb into the passenger side. “mark?” johnny nods, watching you seatbelt yourself on. “i was just telling him that since he’s the oldest, don’t let them screw around too much.”

“it’s halloween and they’re teenagers. let’s just hope we don’t need to bail any of them out of jail tonight.”

johnny laughs. “if anyone’s going to jail tonight, it’s you. you’re too sexy to be walking around like this, baby.” you roll your eyes as johnny shuts the door and jogs to the driver side.

the two of you take off after johnny seatbelts himself in.

“cheers!” you squeal as you clink your long shot glass with the group of girls.

“nononono,” you whine when your shot glass is gently pulled away from you. “that’s too many shots tonight. especially for you since you’re a light weight.”

you pout and cross your arms. “i’m barely drunk! i’m like 2/4ths drunk.” you slur a bit. “sounds drunk to me.”

“please,” you scoff. “i’ve only had two cans and three shots.”

“yeah and those two cans took you an hour and a half to finish them.” johnny sets down the shot glass. “your point?”

johnny puts his hands on his hips—typical dad pose.

“it’s time for us to go home.” you whine and the girls join you. “we were supposed to be home two hours ago but you insisted we stay a few more minutes.”

“it’s halloween, john! loosen up!” taeils wife says while holding up a shot glass to you. “for real, johnny! don’t worry, dude—you’ll make it home in time to fuck your hot wife.”

you giggle with the girls at johnnys face and wrap your arms under his.

“i wanna fuck my hot wife when she isn’t heavily intoxicated.” johnny says, grabbing your ass under your skirt and then moving his hands up to your waist.

you whine once more and push yourself off johnny. “fine,” you fix his purple blazer with a pout. “we can go home since you’re that horny.”

johnny laughs, “sure, baby.”

johnny drags you to the car and buckles you in with reassurance and kisses. he settles himself in and drives off.

“wanna stop at a 7/11 so we can get some snacks for the drive home?” the drive home was approximately 45 minutes, taeil just had to buy a $3M house on the north side.

“mmm no, i have alcohol in my system and we’re driving—and that’s already not a good mix. but, if you want to get something, you can and i can feed you your snack so we don’t get pulled over.”

johnny laughs, slapping his hand on your thigh and rubbing the spot with his thumb after.

“it’s okay, baby. and, you’re right; beer and driving doesn’t mix well. don’t drink and drive.”

you sigh, “i think i can actually go for something to snack on.” johnny chuckles and makes a turn, driving to the nearest 7/11 and grabbing snacks.

“you got tuna kimbap?” you sort through the bag while johnny drives out the parking lot. “i got two.” johnny holds up a quick peace sign.

“mmm and you got some chocolate mochi balls on a stick?! oouuu! you even got some sweet potato chips!” you whine and pull out the treats.

you rip open the packaging of the chocolate mochi balls and you grab a stick. you yank one of the mochis and smack on the soft chewy dough. “want one?”

johnny looks at what you have in your hand and opens his mouth while his eyes stare at the road. “ahhh,” you say while johnny inhales the last two mochi.

“oh,” you stare at the stick. “oh, i’m sorry.” johnny muffles and laughs. “it’s okay, we have two more sticks.” you place the stick back into the packaging.

you grab the bag of sweet potato chips and you rip open the bag. “mmm, these ones are so crisp!” you nod and look in the bag, finding a nice big piece and plopping it in your mouth.

“me too, me too!” johnny says ahh and munches on the stack of potato chips you placed on his tongue.

as you continue to feed your husband, you realize the mess on his lap. “babe, you’re such a messy eater.” you brush away the crumbles.

johnny smirks and grips the steering wheel. “hmm, somebody’s excited.” you giggle and lightly squeeze the outline of his angry bulge. “and what for, hm?”

“i think you know what for.” you look at his phone, the maps app was open and it was directions on how to get home.

twenty minutes until home.

“this tesla can go autopilot, right?” johnny snickers at the way you asked the question. “we just got this car last week, my love. i’m not gonna risk it yet. not just yet.”

“next week?” there’s hope in your voice. “okay, sure, baby. next week.” johnny giggles.

you bite your lip and fiddle with his belt. “sooo,” you tilt your head and tug on his belt. “no autopilot…but, you didn’t say i couldn’t give you head while you drove us home?”

“you’re absolutely right about that, baby.” johnny glances at you and smiles. “you’re so smart.”

you undo johnnys belt and his pants. he lifts his hips a bit to give you some help on removing his jeans.

“i still can’t get over how lucky i am.” johnny scoffs as you press kisses on his tip. “i know, i’m a great catch.”

you fist him with two hands and smear the oozing precum. “and your dick is amazing.” you mumble before wrapping your mouth around his tip.

“oh shit,” johnny sighs and drops his heavy hand on your head.

you whine and push his hand off.

you’re a grown women, you don’t need assistance giving head. in this moment at least. winky face, winky face.

you moan and swirl your tongue around his tip. johnny curses loudly when you fondle his balls.

johnnys long and girthy, he knows he is. he’s proudly acknowledged that his wife chokes and gags on his dick and isn’t ashamed of it. so, when you force yourself down his shaft, tears instantly spring to your eyes.

“baby,” johnny pets your head. “baby, calm down.” you lift your head and use the back of your palm to wipe your lips. “don’t force yourself, it’s okay, baby. take your time.” johnny wipes your tears and kisses your lips.

you grab him by his base and retry but this time taking your time working down his dick.

while you work with johnnys length and girth, johnny notices your pretty ass in the air, swaying left and right. so, he lifts your skirt and gives you a few harsh spanks.

with tears dripping onto johnnys thighs, you still manage to fit his cock halfway down your throat before you’re pushing yourself off and gasping for air.

“good job, baby. you’re doing so good.” johnny wipes your cheeks, smearing your makeup as he does.

“i’m sorry,” you giggle when seeing his dick all messy with your red lipstick all over it and saliva slowly dripping down the sides of it. “i got a little messy.”

you don’t even notice when johnny pulls into the driveway until he puts the car in park.

“i love it when you’re messy. it turns me on so fucking much.” johnny pulls you in for a kiss, it turns heated and sloppy quickly.

“c’mere,” johnny lifts you out from the passenger side and drops you in his lap.

“uh,” you look back at the steering wheel and at johnny. “wanna push your chair back a little? it’s kind of crowded over here.”

you and johnny laugh while johnny pushes his chair back. “butt too big?” johnny pushes you on him and spanks you harshly that a moan fills johnnys ears.

“wanna just move to the back?” johnny suggests when feeling his legs cramp. “that’s a better idea.” you laugh and crawl to the back with johnny following.

you straddle johnny when he’s seated in the middle of the backseat.

“fuck, you sound so sexy.” johnny says while rubbing your ass.

johnny pulls your skirt to the side and rubs your pussy through your thong before pulling that aside as well.

“how’re we feeling tonight? eager or wanna take our time?” johnny asks, rubbing your clit with his fingers.

“eager,” you moan.

“that’s perfect.” you gasp as johnny pushes your hip down so that your cunt swallows him.

it was only the tip and you were already tensing up. “slow?” you nod, body shaking as you attempt to adjust to johnnys size.

even after birthing two human out of your vagina, johnnys size was still hard to adjust to. a lucky women you were.

“fuck,” you softly cry out when johnny bounces your hips.

your hand quickly grabbing his wrist and squeezing it tightly. “you okay, baby?” you nod, holding your breath.

“i just have to adjust—like usual.” you chuckle and slowly drop your hips, letting out a long hiss.

johnny has his hands on your hips, guiding you and reassuring you that you’re fine and that you’re doing amazing.

after settling for a few minutes, you give johnny a kiss and stare him down. “are you ready now?” you nod and giggle.

johnny smacks your ass and lifts your hips, rolling them down and repeating. “you’re so beautiful.” johnny says.

you kiss him and sit yourself up, letting johnny bounce your hips as you undo your top. “fuck,” johnny laughs and rolls his eyes when seeing your breasts drop in his face.

johnnys hands release your hips and attach themselves to your breasts. you giggle at his reaction and begin moving your hips on your own.

you moan loudly when feeling johnny nibble on your left nipple. his thumb rubbing the other in circles and sometimes giving them little pinches and tweaks.

you roll your hips and eager chase for your orgasm. moaning out loud and pulling on your husbands long locks.

johnnys cock being tugged and hugged tightly by your walls. “have i ever told you that i love your tits?”

“our first date.”

johnny laughs and buries his face in your breasts. it was like heaven with billions of the worlds best and most comfortable pillows around him.

“fuck,” you cry out and tighten your walls and thighs.

johnny releases your breasts and hugs your waist, holding you still and fucking himself into you. your little skirt bouncing with his thrusts.

johnnys pretty moans and grunts filling up the car along with your moans as johnny fucks you through your orgasm.

your tight walls clinging onto johnnys dick as he slides into you without any worries or problems. the sound of wet and skin slapping and meeting blend with the sounds of both you and johnnys moans.

johnny was very vocal during sex—praising you for every little thing you did, moaning when he felt the littlest bit of pleasure.

and johnny would tease you for being the loudest, as if.

johnny lets out a broken grunt when slamming his hips once more before freezing and staying still. his hips pushed up into yours while he forces his load inside you.

johnny pants out loud while slowly lowering his hips and holding his fucked out wife, you, to his chest.

sweat melting down his temples and nose, his makeup running with the sweat. your pigtails all messed up and lipstick smeared all over your mouth area.

“oh, puddin’.” johnny sighs with a big grin.

johnny lifts his head. “happy halloween, baby.” he kisses the top of your head and rubs your hips.

“it’s passed halloween,” you mumble and lift your head. “it’s november, baby. that means no nut november.” johnny laughs and shakes his head. “we failed didn’t we?” you nod and kiss his jaw.

after sitting for a few more minutes, just sitting in silence and making out like teenagers in the backseat of your car.

“ready to go inside, baby?” you nod and slide yourself off johnnys lap.

you and johnny clean up a bit before sneaking inside.

“i’m gonna go start us a shower, m’kay?” johnny presses a kiss on your head before tip toeing upstairs.

you go check on min jung who’s sound asleep in his crib with a bottle and haechans favorite stuffed brown bear next to him.

you leave the room and get jump scared by a tall figure. “misses suh?” it’s a soft voice. “chenle? what’s wrong, honey?” you cup the teens face and examine him in the dark.

“i thought i heard something but it was just you, i’m sorry.” you ruffle the sleepy boys hair and guide him to haechans room where everyone is scattered everyone and all asleep.

chenle stops after taking a step into the room. “misses suh?” you hum, holding onto the door handle. “i saved you some candy bars, it’s in the kitchen for you.”

you smile, “thank you, chenle. you’re a sweetheart. now get some rest, i’m sure you’re exhausted from trick or treating.”

chenle nods and joins jisung on the floor and under the sheets.

you shut the door and join johnny, briefly explaining to him about what happened with chenle before going for another round in the shower.

that’s an amazing way to end off halloween.

AN| happy halloween, my loves! i now i’ve been inactive but i’ve been so busy on the outside of tumblr. i love and miss you guys so so much! please be careful trick or treating (if you guys still go because me and sneakylink are planning to go HAHSKSJ). also, be careful at parties! >:c

AAN| i didn’t know whether it was “jen the babysitter” or a

love you guys! 🩷

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[ncityprincess]

The one before the big ‘three-oh’

Minors do not interact

Happy 29th Birthday to the boyfriend of all boyfriends, the one and only Mr. Johnny Suh🫦🎂

“Man, tonight was crazy fun y/n! Thank you so much, really. How did you score box seats to the Bulls vs the Lakers babe?!” your giddy fiancé exclaimed, high off of the evening’s events. You had just gotten back from the basketball game you surprised Johnny with for his birthday. The tickets cost a pretty penny, but it was worth it. Johnny made all other 364 days of the year magical for you. He deserved a special experience for his big day. It was the least you could do.

Johnny turned on the lights in the house as you took your heels off and set them aside. “Oh don’t worry about it baby. I’m just happy you had a fun birthday. How does it feel being 29, big guy?” The two of you migrated into the kitchen, your typical hang out spot in the house. You loved your little life you’d built with Johnny. From having to share a slice of pizza in your college days, to now being full grown adults and making a comfortable life for yourselves, it was these little moments you looked forward to in life. Making memories with the love of your life made you feel warm inside.

Johnny grabbed two water bottles and handed you one, opening it for you. “You know, normally I’d say I feel the same as any other age, but this year I truly do feel every bit of 29. I guess… it just feels like a serious number because it’s the last one before the big ‘three-oh’, ya know?” Johnny walked up to the barstool you were sitting on and stood in between your legs, cupping your dolled up face. You gave him a tiny, empathetic smile and caressed his large hands.

“You’re gonna be as sexy as ever once you hit those 30’s…just saying” you joked, hoping to soothe his thoughts a little. Johnny tossed his head back and snorted, “wow, thanks babe.”

You giggled along with him, rubbing your hands up and down his broad back. “You’re blossoming into such an amazing man, John. Seriously. I fall more in love with you each day, and it’s an honor that I get to do life with you. I love you so much honey.” Johnny couldn’t hide the blush creeping up on his face even if he wanted to. Of course, always the man of action rather than words, Johnny bent down and placed a gentle kiss on your lips. The action said more to you than any sweet words could.

After the kiss slowed, you pulled away from him and ran your hand across the front of his thigh. Maybe there were a few more birthday festivities you had planned for your man…

“Why don’t you uh, get us some wine and meet me back in the bedroom in a few, big boy.” You shot him some flirty bedroom eyes, something you knew he couldn’t resist. Johnny gave you a knowing smile and backed away from you slowly, holding a hand out to help you down from the barstool. He pressed a soft kiss to your knuckles, and you walked out of the kitchen with a little extra sway in your hips, feeling Johnny’s lingering gaze on your ass.

After giving you what felt like enough time to plan whatever you were conjuring up in that pretty head of yours, Johnny walked into your shared bedroom with two wine glasses in hand, just like you’d asked. He noticed that the lighting was slightly moodier than normal, and took note of the sexy playlist that added to the ambiance in the room. You walked out of the en-suite bathroom wearing nothing but a crimson red silk robe, and a pair of black stilettos.

“Oh well well well, what do we have here baby?” Johnny said as he took in your sexy little look. He gently placed the wine glasses down on the dresser, never taking his eyes off of you. You flipped your hair, the drinks from tonight and the desire to please your man for his special day heightening your confidence. “Hmm, well I guess you can call this your other birthday present, baby.”

“Oh? You mean, it gets better than box seats at the Bulls vs the Lakers?” Johnny flirted. “Why don’t you come unwrap it and find out, daddy.” With that, Johnny all but charged at you and kissed you passionately. You let out a sensual moan, running your hands all over his broad body. After a few moments of making out, you pressed your hands against his chest and pushed him back slightly. “You know what daddy? You’re always working so hard for me. Why don’t you go sit down in the chair? Let me take care of you.” Johnny was hooked under your spell. He would do just about anything for you right now. You guided him toward the chair in front of your bed, and he subconsciously followed.

He looked up at you, mesmerized as you started to put on a little show for him, rubbing your hands all over your body. Your fingers kept dancing toward the rope holding your robe together, but you wanted to drag it out a little more. As if it were right on cue, a particular birthday song popped up on shuffle. The familiar intro played throughout the room, but once the first verse started, the air in the room got a little lighter.

“Wow, very on the nose babe” Johnny snickered. You cracked a smile, giggling at the incredibly literal lyrics of the song. Birthday Sex by Jeremih seemed like an appropriate addition to Johnny’s birthday playlist you had curated beforehand, but in hindsight it did seem a little cheesy. You playfully slapped his arm, slightly embarrassed but also grateful that you two were close enough to be able to share a laugh in intimate situations like this. Yet another reason why you loved Johnny so much. “Shut up!! It seemed like a good song to include at the time. Just sit back and watch, big boy” you scolded lightheartedly.

Johnny held his hands up in retreat, signaling that he was done with the jokes and ready to focus on you. Your hips found the rhythm, and swayed along to the beat. After a few moments, Johnny was hypnotized by your seductive movements. He admired how sexy and confident you were, loving how you moved your body. How did he get lucky to have such a beautiful woman like you?

Johnny’s upper body bent towards you as your fingers inched closer and closer to the tie holding your robe together. You gave him a sexy smile, and played with him a bit. “Aw, you wanna see what’s underneath, don’t ya big guy?” Johnny frantically nodded, licking his plump lips in anticipation. You finally undid the robe, letting it fall to the floor at your heeled feet. There you were, standing stark naked in front of your fiancé. A wave of confidence flowed through your body.

You turned around and bent over slightly, giving Johnny a nice view of your glistening pussy. Johnny let out a soft “fuck”, much to your amusement. You walked back over, stopping right in front of Johnny. His hands automatically moved to your bare ass, rubbing it in appreciation. He looked up at you as if you were the only woman in the world, and it made you feel you alive.

As much as he loved your little peep show, his dick was going to bust through his pants at any second now. Without warning, Johnny stood up and pushed you back onto the bed, shoving his dress pants off and towering over you. You looked up at him dumbfounded, still amazed by the fact that he could manhandle you at any given second. “Babe—baby I’m supposed to be on top of you. It’s your night remember!” You pleaded. Surely he deserved to be the one serviced tonight.

“Shhh, you’ve done enough for me sweetheart. Just need be inside that sweet pussy now. Is that okay, baby?” Johnny looked down at you like the big bad wolf, ready to eat you whole at any moment. How could you resist an offer like that? “Yes daddy. Want you deep inside.”

With that, Johnny rubbed his leaking tip a few times and slowly sank into your dripping pussy. You both moaned in unison, relishing in the closeness of the position. Johnny gathered your thighs on his biceps and placed them around his waist. You locked your ankles in place, bracing yourself in preparation. He built up a strong, quick pace that had you moaning like a whore. “Fuckkkk John you’re so deep baby” you moaned out, wrapping your arms around his neck. Johnny sucked on your earlobe as he pistoned roughly into you.

He was grateful in moments like this to live in a house with just you two in it. Gone were the days of having to tip toe around neighbors and roommates and figure out sneaky ways to pummel your sweet little pussy. He didn’t have to share thin walls with anyone. He could pound into your hole without a care in the world. This is true adulthood, Johnny thought to himself.

Your whiney mewls brought him back to reality, and he turned his head to look down at your gorgeous, fucked out face. Your eyebrows were stitched together, looking up at him with large doe eyes. He loved when you got like this. “Feel good baby? You’re making me feel real good. Yeah that’s it, just lay back and take it.”

You threw your head back in ecstasy, digging your manicured nails into his shoulders. “Ooh daddy I’m so close.” Johnny snuck a hand down to your sex, and rubbed soft circles into your clit. He knew how much you loved a little extra stimulation when you were close to cumming. A couple more thrusts and you were creaming all over his thick cock. Johnny let out a long, deep groan and soon after, you felt warm spurts of cum deep inside you. Johnny thrusted a few more times before he completely stilled with a satisfied groan.

“Fuck baby, this has to be the best birthday I’ve ever had” Johnny said sincerely, playing with some loose strands of your hair. You giggled, still slightly out of breath. “Aw, honey. There’s plenty more where that came from.” You pressed a soft kiss to his nose, and Johnny smiled mischievously.

“I hope you’re not just talking about birthdays, my love.” And with that, Johnny rolled you onto your stomach for a celebratory round 2.

The end 🎂

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[star-suh]

Don't Tell My Husband (Bottom Version)

Jeong Jaehyun x Male Reader

cw: cheating but its not cheating, breeding, impregnation kink, unprotected sex, spanking, implied age gap but it's not that much, slight degradation and cum.

an: it's the same story i just adapted it to a bottom male reader.

og top m! reader

Part II

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y/n was sitting outside his house watching how jaehyun said goodbye to his husband johnny, and after that you and him both made eye contact and you winked at him. it's not a secret that the couple are very handsome but there was something about jaehyun, that big bulge, that makes you want to just choke in his thick fuckmeat and heavy balls, it doesn't matter if he's married as long as his husband doesn't know it won't hurt no one, right?

and now it's the perfect time, y/n has been planning to shoot his shot for a while, he knows johnny works all day so he has enough time to fulfill his fantasy. y/n walks towards jaehyun's house and rings the bell, "oh hello neighbor" greets jaehyun, wet with a towel wrapped around his waist, "hello mr. jeong, how are you?" replied y/n surprised and excited about the majestic view, "i'm good, what about you y/n?", "i'm good too Mr. jeong, can i come in?".

"yeah, sure you just caught me getting ready to go to my work" both males walked towards the living room while y/n imagine getting fucked by jaehyun "you have a beautiful body mr. jeong, i can see why mr. suh married you… god those abs are driving me insane" y/n whispered that last part. "what did you just say y/n?" said jaehyun walking closer to y/n while licking his lips until they were just inches apart, he then leans towards y/n's ear and whispered "i heard that last part you bitch, and i see how your eyes always are staring at my crotch… if you want this cock that bad why didn'tyou just said it?" and then licked his ear. "what about your husband mr. jeong?" said y/n flustered "oh? now you care about what he thinks, we can invite him if you want to" he laughed.

jaehyun grabbed y/n's hand and put it on his bulge "don't you want to feel a manly thick cock inside your slutty ass huh?" seeing no answer for y/n, jaehyun just unzipped his pants letting his cock free, he grabbed it and smeared the pre-cum on his fingers and then on y/n's lips "just say yes y/n, it would be our secret" y/n started moaning while jaehyun kissed his neck, shoulders and collarbones and finally his lips, little by little y/n started to let himself go and give in into the pleasure…

y/n fell to his knees and started sucking jaehyun's cock "yeah just like that little whore be a good boy for me" y/n keep licking, spitting and sucking the older's cock as if it was a lollipop "do you like it mr. jaehyun, am I doing it good?". "yes you're doing it very good, you're being a very good cocksucker".

"can you fuck my ass now mr. jaehyun? i want your sperm deep inside me" said y/n while being on all fours on the couch spreading his ass cheeks "no need to prep me, i already opened it before riding a dildo thinking it was you". "fuck" groaned jaehyun "you're so dirty y/n, who would've thought". inch by inch jaehyun's cock slid smoothly inside y/n's pink hole "fuck, you're so tight… but aftwr I'm done with you that hole gonna be so loose that even two cocks would fit into it". "then do it and fuck me good, teach me how i have to be fucked" something snapped in jaehyun that he started to fuck y/n at an animalistic pace his balls clapping against y/n's ass while spanking it leaving it red, jaehyun put his hand on y/n's neck and bring him closer "now tell me who's fucking you good huh?". y/n wanting to rile jaehyun up decided to tease him "my dildo… it fucks me so good it can reach so much deeper than you" jaehyun grabbed his waist and started fucking him as fast as he can "shut up whore, how can you say that when a real meaty cock is opening your ass"... "it fucks me so good jaehyun do you think you can go deeper?" laughed y/n enjoying how harsh jaehyun was fucking him, red marks start to appear on y/n's waist due to the force jaehyun was using"I'm gonna pump your ass full of my cum, I'm gonna pump a baby inside you little bitch" jaehyun smirked. "then fucking do it and fill me up you bastard" moaned y/n......

4 hours had passed, 4 hours of y/n and jaehyun fucking around doing a house tour at that point, jaehyun's balls are dry now no cum left in them while y/n's ass is red and full of sperm. jaehyun use his fingers to fuck the cum inside of the younger's hole "don't waste any drop y/n, keep it all inside you". "i have to go to my home now, thank you for the amazing sex mr. jaehyun i would never forget it" said y/n, "me neither y/n" said jaehyun while kissing y/n's forehead "goodbye then see you later or tomorrow"...

it's night now, and johnny was in home watching a video that y/n sent to jaehyun of him fucking himself on a dildo using jaehyun's cum as lube "so you filled that punk's ass full of your cum?" asked johnny. y/n didn't knew it but the married couple has some sort of an open relationship, they could fuck whoever they want but just once a month. "yes love, and i think you should go and punish that brat for emptying your husband's balls, don't you think so johnny?", "and I would do it, don't worry about that" both kissed. meanwhile y/n was at home watching tv not knowing what was waiting for him.

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[marvelous-llama]

NCT recs

<<original book

most of the mentioned works is 18+ NSFW, MINORS DNI

pls don´t hesitate to hmu, if any of mentioned links doesn´t work or you have suggestions for more fics... thank you so much for all the love and comments

one shots

With Love, John by @neoculturecollectives

Johnny x fem!reader (wc - 7.8k) strangers to lovers, slowburn - angst, fluff, smut, romance John is a personality all of his own. He can talk to anyone, charm everyone, and still go home with no one because he's bored of it. Bored of the blushing, tired of the smiling eyes with brows arched up in awe of him, sick to death of the strands of hair being pushed behind bright red ears because he is an Adonis among mortals. Then there's you. His ice water. The girl who makes him obsessed with a single poem because although those words aren't yours, you've opened a dictionary just for him and the words splash him and freeze him in place.

Midnight Drive by @sakuurae

Johnny x fem!reader (wc - 12.2k) strangers to lovers - fluff, smut the waiter at a new restaurant is more than dashing and he catches every fragment of your attention. good thing you decide to stay after hours, to which he gladly offers a late night drive to you that only escalates into something more.

Rough but soft by @neoculturetravesty

Johnny x fem!reader (wc - 8.2k) coworkers to lovers, idol!Johnny - angst, hurt/comfort, smut, fluff(ish) You’re so tired of trying to find a man who would understand the deep complexities of what you need, sleeping with him, being utterly unsatisfied and then spending the next few weeks avoiding him because you were too ashamed. You were tired of baring your soul, your body, the inner workings of your mind to yet another man who couldn’t satisfy you. So when you meet Johnny Suh, you know right away that he would be the man that makes all your wet dreams come true. But you shouldn’t want him. He’s an idol, and you work for him. You have no right to want him, to lust after him... and you definitely have no right to catch feelings for him.

series

love me now by @epinebleue

Johnny x fem!reader established relationship - fluff, angst, smut

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[kpopcafeeee]

Hi!!

Could you do a smut oneshot of Johnny been a tutor of any subject to help yn(if you could do her as chubby/curvy would be great, but if not is ok), and they have moments of a lot of sexual tension so one day johnny just says “if you do it correctly i’ll buy you a sofa but it you get it incorrect i can give you a kiss”, and yn does it incorrectly so they kiss and they start making out.

Sorry about all the details

Thanks

New sofa

Paring: tutor!Johnny suh x chubby fem! Reader

Genre: tutoring au, smut, fluff, one shot

Warnings: smut, kissing, cussing, biting, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it people!), one sex scene, degration, oral sex (fem receiving), Johnny loves ass in this story! (No anal tho sorry!), dumbfication, pet names for y/n= baby, y/n calls him sir

Summary: you and your tutor have some sexual tension and need to you get rid of it so Johnny came up with the best idea in his brain.

A/N: when I saw this I was so shocked and I was so happy too I love when people request things but this is a one shot so have fun and enjoy this!!! (Don’t shoot me if it’s bad pls😅)

MDNI 18+ only

You and your tutor have had a lot of tension in the room since the last incident that ended up with an awkward Johnny and you making a c+ on your math test. So when Johnny decided to help you again it was a relief from what happened.

“I’m on way with the textbook now” he says as he hops in the and starts to drive to your apartment complex, “okay see you later” you say smiling like a puppy in love.

When he arrived at your place with a textbooks in his hand, you smiled “hey” you said “hi” he said as he walked past you to your living room, placing his textbooks down on the coffee table and sitting on your sofa that you desperately needed to get out of the apartment.

“So what did you make on the test?” He asks “I made c+ if that’s okay” you say nervously “that’s perfectly fine at least you didn’t make F” he says reassuring you that it was okay. “Well let’s get started shall we?” He said rubbing his Hand Together “right” you say chuckling.

20 minutes into studying you almost gave up “y/n that is not” he says smirking and erasing your mistakes and redoing it correctly, “this is how you do it” he says seeing how you wasn’t paying attention.

“Well since you think you know everything Mr.suh how about you do my test then” you say sitting back on the couch and rolling your eyes “well Mrs.y/l/n I can’t now pay attention” he says making you roll your eyes again.

“I have an idea” he says looking at you “what is it?” You say raising your eyebrow at his now mischievous smile “if you get this answer right I will take you to buy the sofa you always wanted but you couldn’t get but-“ he says “but what?” You say confused “if you get it incorrectly I can give you a kiss” he says “su-“ you but before you can even get the word out he says “if you want too” he says like lightning. You chuckle at his suggestion “yeah” is all you say before you get to solving the problem.

You wanted to get it the question wrong for some reasoning and you couldn’t get the thought of Johnny on top of you making out with you.

You get done with the problem, Johnny grabs the paper to check to see if it’s right or wrong and when he’s done checking the paper he tells you it’s wrong.

“You answered incorrectly baby” Johnny says before pulling you into a kiss that eventually turns heated, with johnny on top of you “s-shit baby” he says pulling away from the kiss”s-sir” you say whimpering making you more wetter than you were before.

“Shhhh let me take care of you” he said while sliding down to your heat “dam baby you leaking through your shorts” he said smirking knowing he caused this to happen, pulling down your shorts along with your panties. you whimper when the cold air of your apartment hits your cunt, “mmm let’s see if your pussy sweeter than your perfume” he says looking up at you like a deprived man.

He dives into your heat eating you out like a starved man sucking on your clit, you were a whimpering mess “s-shit s-sir” you say whimpering, grabbing his hair making him groan sending vibrations to your clit, his tongue coming close to your pulsing heat, sticking his tongue in and out of your heat. “I-I’m gonna cum” you say squirming around.

“Cum on my tongue then baby” he says stuffing his face back into your heat sucking fast while rubbing his raging hard boner on your couch to get himself off “f-fuck I’m cumming” you say cumming around his tongue, while riding out your high and turning your brain into mush.

“F-fuck” he says sit upright on the couch your cum glistening on his chin, pulling down his jeans to let his rock hard cock out and jerking off tilting his head up and turning his head to you “wanna ride?” He says licking his lips “mhm sir” you say like a bitch in heat “then come sit on my lap baby” he said patting his lap.

Sitting on his lap and holding his cock above your soaking cunt and putting sliding it into your cunt “s-shit baby” he says tilting his head back against the couch “mmm f-fuck sir” you say rocking your hips against his pelvis. Slapping your ass and groping it “love this ass” he says against your neck, hair sticking to his forehead. Speeding up your pace “s-shit baby” he says biting the space between your neck.

whimpering so loud that anyone by the door can hear and can tell what’s going on. Johnny groans “I’m going to cum baby cum with me” he says rubbing the ball of nerves on your clit harshly “f-fuck sir mmm” you say whimpering kissing him harshly before feeling a familiar knot growing quickly in your lower stomach “d-dam baby I’m gonna cum” you say “cum on my cock then baby” he says fucking up into “s-shit” he says cumming painting your walls white cum mixing with your cum. while you fall limp against him.

You sigh “you’re still buying me a new sofa right?” You say tiredly against his neck he chuckles “sure baby” he say smiling at how cute you were

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[flurrys-creativity]

Internecine

internecine (adj.) - mutually destructive

Pairing: Johnny Suh (NCT) x GN!Reader; Genre: SpyxFamily AU, Secret Agent AU, Crime AU, Romance, Angst; Rating: sfw, pg-15; Warnings: mentions of a secret agency, use of codenames, yelling, losing a kid, mentions of a hostage situation, fighting, bad dogs, more fighting, police, a kiss; Wordcount: 2.704

Summary: A spy was supposed to stay unattached, yet Johnny had to get a family for his mission. When his fake wife called in tears, Johnny immediately rushed to her aid. Though he would never admit his attachment to her. Of course.

A/N: Sooooo over a year ago @mingsolo​ @daesukiii​ and I talked about idols fitting the Loyd Forger role and somehow we all agreed on writing each our suggestions with a fitting situation based on Spy x Family. I know @mingsolo​ waited a loooong time for us to finish and I honestly don’t know where the inspiration suddenly came from but boom, here we are!

“Midnight! Are you even listening?” 

Johnny flinched from the booming voice addressing him. He turned his attention back to the boss of the organisation, looking at him with expectant eyes as if he didn’t just drift off with his thoughts. 

But how couldn’t he? Ari had made incredible progress at school, even more than Johnny had hoped for and when they celebrated it at home Mark gave her the ridiculous idea that she wanted a pet.

Johnny sighed internally, remembering how he barely even tried to tell her no. As soon as the water works started, he just couldn’t do anything about it. So he reluctantly agreed, letting Ari go to the adoption fair with you.

Now he couldn’t think of anything else. At first Johnny thought this would be the perfect time for him to update the organisation about his mission but instead of listening to the new intel he was supposed to receive, he only thought about you and Ari instead.

Ari had already been the target of some thugs before and other bad guys had seen your face when you two met for that date. 

A small smile spread over his lips, remembering how he mixed up missions and introduced himself as your husband instead of your boyfriend. You had played along so easily, making the scene a whole lot less awkward. 

Even though Johnny knew you were able to defend yourself it was something totally different with a six year old in tow. He remembered how limited his own movements got when he had to rescue Ari once.

“Midnight! I am talking to you!”

Johnny’s eyes widened, surprised he drifted off with his thoughts yet again. This wasn’t like him. What was it about you that made him lose his mind on an almost daily basis? 

Sure, he and the success of his mission most importantly were dependent on you two. Without you his mission would fail but more often than not Johnny had started to wonder whether his thoughts were more than just because of the success.  He caught himself doing things for Ari or you that had nothing to do with the mission. Things that wouldn’t even work towards the success of it and yet he still did them.

Like carrying Ari to bed, covering your sleeping form with a blanket. Johnny stopped trying to carry you as well after he learned you were a light sleeper and always tried to attack him whenever he picked you up. Unless you had something to drink. You quickly got tipsy, which was quite adorable in his opinion, and got even slightly dangerous when drunk, but as soon as you got knocked out from the alcohol you slept like a baby.

His supervisor was about to yell at him again when his phone started to ring loudly.

Johnny lurched forward and grabbed his phone, accepting the call as soon as he saw your ID on the screen. “Y/N? Hey!” Without even noticing Johnny clutched the edge of the table until his knuckles turned white, staring off into the distance with wide eyes as he impatiently waited for you to say something. Adrenaline rushed through his system from the building worry inside his stomach. Which made it even harder for him to hear anything besides his own rapid heartbeat.

“I’m so sorry”,  you hiccuped, “we were looking at some snakes together but when I turned around Ari was suddenly gone. I can’t find her.”

“I’m on my way!” Johnny snatched his stuff from the table and rushed out of the room, ignoring the calls behind him and the weird stares he received. All he could focus on was getting to you as fast as possible.

You heard the shouts on the other end of the call, followed by the echo of quick steps and Johnny trying to talk to you while breathing heavily. You then heard the beep of an unlocking car and the slam of a door, before the soft rumble of the engine filled your ear. 

“What if she ran outside?” 

Johnny barely heard your mumbling between your sniffling. “If that’s the case we’ll look for her together. I’ll be there in five minutes, okay? Wait for me!”

You ran out of the fair, still clutching the phone to your ear as you paced the street up and down. Your gaze skipped around the area, hoping to see that familiar mop of hair.

The second Johnny turned into the street of the fair his eyes landed on your wandering form. He parked the car and jumped out, rushing over to you. Johnny grabbed both your shoulders and quickly scanned you from head to toe, making sure you were unharmed, before he pulled you into a bone crushing hug. 

You wrapped your arms around his middle and hid your face in his chest, apologising over and over again for losing Ari.

Johnny patted your head reassuringly, slowly calming you down with his soothing aura and deep voice. “It’s going to be alright. We’re going to find Ari. Don’t worry, love.” He held you for a moment longer, waiting until you felt ready to let go of him.

With new determination you stepped back and nodded. “She must still be at the fair. I guess I wasn’t as thorough as I thought in my panic.”

Before you could apologise again, Johnny interrupted you: “It’s alright. Two pairs of eyes are better than one, so let us go and check again.” He grabbed your hand and pulled you towards the large building of the fair.

Though when he wanted to push the door open, it didn’t budge. A frown appeared on his face as he tried pulling the door and it still didn’t move a bit. 

“Could they have closed this quickly?” You wondered out loud, your gaze wandering along the glass front that was now covered up. “I could have sworn ten minutes ago I was still able to see all the different puppies and kitties through the windows.”

“Something isn’t right”, Johnny grumbled and pulled you along the building. “Did you notice anything odd when you first arrived at the fair today?” 

You frowned in thought, eyes skipping from side to side as you recounted your memories. “Not really” - you shook your head - “Ari met a lot of her classmates and their parents but that’s it.”

“How many?”

“Maybe ten? I don’t know, I got nervous introducing myself to their parents.” You bit on your lower lip and tried your hardest to remember every encounter you had. A deep sigh escaped your mouth once you realised you couldn’t pinpoint the exact number. “I’m sorry. I’m sure it is around ten classmates but it could be like eight or twelve too.”

“Even eight classmates with their parents are quite a lot. If someone knew of that they would have the perfect opportunity to strike.”

“What do you mean?” Dread settled in your stomach as you listened to Johnny, fearing the worst already.

“A pet fair doesn’t have the same security level as our prestigious academy. If they have any security at all.” Johnny stopped in front of a vent. He had no time to explain how he, as a supposed psychiatrist, knew how to sneak into a building but he would worry about an excuse after they got Ari again.

You stood next to him, watching him silently as he pulled a pocket screwdriver out of his wallet and skillfully loosened the screws of the vent. Personally, you would have chosen a much rougher version of getting inside but you couldn’t let Johnny see that version of yourself. You were supposed to be a doting housewife after all.

Johnny crawled into the vent first and helped you inside afterwards. He silently navigated the way through the narrow space. After a while Johnny stopped. He pointed at his ear and then ahead of himself, hoping you’d understand his message before he continued to move ahead.

Both of you stopped at an opening, seeing the pet fair in front of you - except the people were missing. The only thing they heard were the various amounts of pets playing, whining, yipping or squeaking.

“Where’s everyone?” You whispered under your breath, fearing even that volume would be too much and reveal your position.

Johnny shrugged with his shoulders and started unscrewing the opening. Once he stepped outside he helped you too and placed the opening back to hide their tracks. 

Now that you two stood upright you were able to oversee the whole fair. There was a double door leading to the private rooms, which didn’t seem guarded.

You pulled at Johnny’s sleeve and pointed towards the seated crowd at one corner of the fair. The people anxiously looked towards the both of you but didn’t dare to make a move or a sound. 

The moment of confusion vanished the second you two heard a threatening growl behind you. “Trained dogs”, Johnny mumbled and pulled you behind him. He slowly backed away from the dogs while his gaze roamed around the area, hoping to find something useful.

Alerted from the growls, two more large dogs showed up baring their teeth. They pushed you towards the group of hostages, where a fourth guard dog was waiting.

“What are we going to do?” Your eyes darted over the crowd, noticing how none of the children were there. Anger and worry flared up inside of you, picturing the worst happening to Ari. Without hesitation you grabbed the strap of your purse and slapped it across the nuzzle of one of the dogs. “Bad dog!”

Johnny stared at you for a moment, stunned you moved out of the hiding spot behind him and actively attacked trained guard dogs.

You swiftly moved out of the way as one dog jumped forward and slammed the back of your hand on the back of the dog’s head, knocking it out in the process. “You will not keep me away from my little Ari!”

Johnny followed suit and helped you knock out the remaining dogs. As soon as he deemed the threat being taken care of he turned to the crowd. After a few questions to gather a little more intel Johnny guided the group to the exit, letting them go and asking them to notify the police.

You on the other hand couldn’t care less about these people. You simply walked towards the double doors, pushing them open and finding yourself in a long hallway that spread out to both sides with several more rooms.

“My papa and mama will be coming and saving all of us!” 

Your head snapped towards the direction of Ari’s voice. You hurried towards it but Johnny grabbed your arm and pulled you back again, placing one finger over his lips. 

Both of you listened to the conversation. The booming voice of a male sent chills down your spine. “Your parents are paying a hefty sum to buy your freedom, let alone their own freedom. Don’t be so cocky about having rich parents!”

“They will come here and hit you like kawoom!”

“That’s enough from you!”

You flinched upon hearing the slap. Before Johnny could hold you back, you slammed the door open. Your eyes quickly scanned the room, seeing all the children huddled in one corner and Ari crouching at the front.

As she looked up with teary eyes, holding her stinging cheek, you could only see red. You threw your purse at the back of the head from the man, getting his attention immediately.

“What the-” He growled threateningly and stormed towards you. His large hands were about to grab you when you dropped down and punched him in the gut, making him double over. You stepped back and watched him go down on his knees before you roundhouse kicked him in the face.

Johnny stared at you with wide eyes. He knew you could be dangerous but he never expected to witness something like this. He actually questioned himself when you snapped out of this rage mode and hurried over to Ari, being back to the sniffling and crying mess he had encountered first.

“What is going on here?”

You quickly pushed Ari behind you and turned around, ready to charge at the new threat at any given moment. 

Though when you turned around you saw Johnny already dodging the first punch. His fighting style contradicted yours in any possible way. While you went straight for the target and created the most damage while doing that, Johnny played with his target - taunting and teasing his opponent until they made a mistake. 

You were most destructive on a physical level but Johnny included mind games, making him most destructive on a psychological level.

Johnny hit his opponent on the back of his neck, knocking him unconscious. With an amused exhale Johnny turned back to you and Ari. He crouched down next to you, his eyes locked with yours until Ari pushed herself between you two.

“Are you hurt?” He asked and cupped her cheek softly, frowning as he still saw the imprint from the slap Ari received earlier. Yet she still shook her head and gleamed up at him.

“I knew you were coming! I told everyone my mama and papa would save us!”

“You were so brave”, you whispered and wrapped your arms around Ari, holding her tightly, “so, so brave.”

Ari grabbed Johnny’s hand and pulled him into the embrace as well, giggling in satisfaction when he hugged both of you. 

“I’m proud of you”, he added as he leaned down and kissed Ari’s forehead.

“Of mama too!”

You were about to protest when Johnny grabbed your chin and turned your face towards his. “I’m proud of you too”, he said firmly and pecked your cheek, smirking upon your flustered state.

Ari turned to look at you with a knowing glint in her eyes. “Of papa too”, she simply stated and waited for you to act on it.

You swallowed nervously and your gaze dropped to his lips for a split second. “Of course we’re proud of you too”, you said, trying to sound as firmly as Johnny did before but failing miserably once you giggled nervously.

“They’re here!”

Both you and Johnny spun around highly alert again, only to relax when several police officers came into the room. You pulled Ari into your arms, carrying her as Johnny guided you out of the way, still shielding the both of you protectively. 

As the police officers arrested the criminals and guided the children back to their parents, the three of you stayed back.

“We still haven’t found a pet for you”, you remembered out loud with a hint of regret, “and I don’t think the fair will continue today.”

Ari snickered in your hold and carefully opened the jacket she wore. “I found a pet, mama.” A white ball of fur peaked its head out from the jacket, the black nose curiously wiggling around as it sniffed the air. “Can I keep it?”

“We still need to officially adopt it”, Johnny told her, patting her head with a soft smile. “Lead the way to where you got it from and then all of us can go back home.”

You let Ari back down onto her own two feet, watching her skipping happily towards the door. Your focus on the small child only wavered when Johnny grabbed your hand again and pulled you to his side.

“I think you forgot something.”

You stared at him with wide eyes, feeling the panic rise inside of you again while your mind frantically rummaged through your memories. 

“You were proud of me”, Johnny teased you with an expectant look. He watched realisation hit you before it got replaced with your nervousness again. “Can you say it again?”

You inhaled deeply, trying to calm your pounding heart. “I am proud of you”, you said and looked into Johnny’s eyes.

A smirk played over his features as he cupped your face and pulled you in for a kiss, sealing his emotions for you and for Ari with it.

“Mama, papa! Hurry up!”

Reluctantly Johnny broke the kiss again, his eyes searching yours. “We should go before Ari disappears again.”

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[babecoups]

rodeo || johnny suh

⇝ title: Rodeo ⇝ pairing: rapper!johnny x manager!reader ⇝ genre: coworkers with benefits sort of | secret relationship | smut ⇝ summary: After Johnny sees you showing off on one of the set’s mechanical bulls, he can’t help but pull you into his trailer and put your riding skills to the test. ⇝ rating: 18+ ⇝ word count: 2.1k ⇝ warnings: unedited (i’m so sorry) | strong language | johnny wears a grill… warning you now | cowgirl duh | reverse cowgirl because we lit | rope play (not really sexual) | spanking/ass grabbing | them chains are staying on girlfriend | dom but bottom!johnny (like she’s fucking him) | spitting/spit play (sorry not sorry) | pet names | scratching | protected sex | gagging/choking on fingers | controlled orgasm | light obedience play | cum shots | the cheesy ending we all deserve | i think that’s all... enjoy!! ⇝ author’s note: Happy Birthday to my sis Beezy @hobeemin​ !! I love you and I wanted to write you something for your birthday. I did not expect it to get this filthy because I just cannot write Johnny in this way but the minute I thought about this look… I knew it was the one. Anyway, I hope you like it! I wrote it with love. 

⇝ playlist: Rodeo by Juvenile | Handstand by French Montana, Doja Cat, & Saweetie | Distraction by Kehlani

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“She is so going to fall. How many seconds are you giving her?”

Johnny leans against the railing, glancing at your assistant as he ponders in his thoughts.

“I give her about two seconds.”

“Bullshit. Both of you are going to be buying me lunch when this is over,” you chime in.

The two men share a laugh, and the rest of the staff join in as they prepare to watch you fail. Your eyes shift to Johnny when the lights reflect off the diamond-encrusted plate temporarily attached to his front bottom row of teeth. His tongue rolls over his top lip before he bites his lip absentmindedly, watching you as attentively as you are him. It’s a distraction you cannot indulge in due to the multiple people around you and the sudden jerk your body feels when the bull begins to move.

“Thirty seconds, motherfuckers! Pay attention.”

Your thighs clench, and you put on your game face, letting the snickers and side comments travel through your ears and disappear into the air. Your dominant hand holds on with all its strength while your other hand extends outward. You’re devoted to staying balanced because that’s going to be the key to lasting the entire time.

“Look at her only using one hand,” your assistant comments.

“That’s all I need.”

You hear Johnny fake a cough after your reply, and you squint your eyes at him just before the bull begins to spin. The ride starts to get rough quickly but you hang in there. Thirty seconds feel like hours when you’re being tossed around. Once you have a strong grip and a feel of what the bull can do, you’re about fifteen seconds in and ready to knock them out.

For show, you arch your back and smile at the people filming on their phones. The teasing is replaced with praises as everyone starts cheering you on. Everyone except one, who’s looking on with an unreadable expression. 

Suddenly, the ride switches gears, and you almost slip off. You struggle as you’re leaning toward one side, and you almost allow yourself to fall, forfeiting the last few seconds before a voice sways your decision. 

“Keep going, baby girl.”

You don’t even need to look to know who it belongs to. A switch flips on, and you regain control. The countdown begins, and your burning muscles work overtime to keep you on the bull. When time’s up, you make a victorious but not-so-graceful landing.

You lie there relishing in the cheers, but when your eyes open, you only want to see one person’s smile. However, he’s nowhere in sight. You get and dust yourself off before climbing out of the ring, receiving nothing but high-fives as you descend the stairs.

“Let’s go celebrate girl! You did that shit,” someone calls out.

You agree, but only to get them off your back while you seek out the man you’ve been waiting to talk to all day. “Yeah, I’m just going to go grab my stuff, and I’ll be back.”

It’s partly the truth. 

You will be back, but your purse is in the sprinter, on the other side of the set.

Still, you make your way past several trailers, looking for the one belonging to the star of the music video. Unfortunately, every trailer looks the same, and you can only pinpoint a general area of where he is.

As you peek into one trailer’s window, the door to the one behind you opens. When you turn around, you see Johnny standing on the threshold, wearing one of his signature smirks.

“Looking for someone?” he questions.

“Maybe.”

Johnny nods, his cowboy hat still covering his dark eyes. He’s probably waiting for the stylists to undress him since there’s one more shoot tomorrow, but since you’re here, you might be able to help with that.

“I see you don’t have time for me today. But it’s cool.”

You roll your eyes. He knows he can’t let himself get jealous; it’s too risky. 

The first time was supposed to be the last time, but a year later you still can’t keep your hands off each other. The industry isn’t kind to artists who sleep with their managers. No one wants to work with them out of fear of messy situations. The things you do to each other must remain a secret if you want it all to last. However, some days are more difficult than others.

“Whatever. I’m going to lunch,” you sigh. “Do you want anything?”

You start walking away before he responds, and once you’re about three feet away, something flies over your head and you feel it tighten around your midsection.

“What the–”

You look down and notice that you’re caught up in a rope. Before you can ask any questions, you’re pulled back until you run into something, or someone.

“You aren’t the only one who’s learned some tricks.”

Johnny spins you around, making you face him.

“Don’t be like that. You know I like teasing you,” he reasons, but you don’t want to hear it.

He knows you’re sensitive about this stuff, seeing many of your colleagues' reputations ruined for the same thing you’re doing with him. 

“It’s not funny, though.”

Noticing the small pout on your lips, Johnny gives the rope enough slack for it to fall and he pulls you in for a hug. His chin rests on your forehead, keeping an eye out for anyone and listening carefully for footsteps. 

“You’re so worrisome,” he sighs, caressing your back. “I was just trying to have a little fun with you.”

“Fuck off,” you murmur into his jacket. 

Your cheek presses against his bare pecs, and you find comfort in the warmth of his sun-kissed skin.

“Woah. You’re so mean. I just figured since you liked riding that bull so much, maybe you’d want to go for a real ride.”

Your head lifts and moves away from his chest so you can look at him. “What?”

“Oh, now I have your attention, hm?”

His smirk grows into a smile and reveals his mouthpiece. It shines even brighter when he takes off his hat and places it on your head. Johnny gestures towards his trailer and winks at you.

“Let’s get it, cowgirl.”

Seated on Johnny’s lap, your hand grasps the gold links around his neck while you grind against him. Both of you panting and sweating, the world doesn’t even exist at this moment.

“So good for me,” he growls. “How am I supposed to leave you alone?”

His nails dig into your flesh as he holds your globes within his grasp, wanting to be as close to you as he physically can.

“You don’t. Problem solved.”

You start to move more swiftly, feeling a familiar sensation creeping inside your gut. Johnny’s dick enters your womb each time you land on his hips, leaving you gasping and moaning louder than you should be.

“Yeah? So that means you’re mine, right?”

“Fuck. Johnny.”

The way his lips curl into a grin when you cry his name leaves you shivering and begging him.

For what, is unclear to you, but all you know is that you want him badly.

“Yeah, you’re mine,” he states confidently. “Open your mouth.”

He’s right about that. You are.

Whatever he wants, he gets it—because he never holds back when pleasing you.

Your lips part enough for you to stick out your tongue. He wastes no time shoving his fingers deep inside and spitting into your crevice. Two of his digits push his saliva deep into your throat, making you gag around them. You stare at him through your watery eyes, your damp lashes, and fresh tears blurring your vision. However, you can still make out the pleased expression on his face.

You purposely clench around him, and his hips buck off the couch. Johnny then grabs your waist, halting your movements while he speaks.

“I see how you wanna play. Turn around.” You lift yourself slightly, keeping him inside while you turn in the opposite direction. As you find the right position, Johnny slaps your ass, making you squeak in surprise. He kneads the flesh tenderly, giving it a firm but gentle squeeze of appreciation. “Let’s see how long you can stay on this ride.”

As soon as you start to ride his cock, Johnny begins to thrust into you, nearly bouncing you off of his lap. His toned thighs make it difficult for you to control the pace, but with a hand holding onto his leg, you’re saved from falling on the floor. 

Once you’ve gotten accustomed to the way he’s slamming into you, you’re able to regain control. You arch your back and place your free hand on top of his hat sitting on your head. The sounds that begin to leave your lips become feral, and you can hear Johnny’s grunts turn into moans and gasps. He’s close, and so are you. You decide to make the last seconds count.

“You feel so good,” you purr. “Do I feel good, Johnny?”

He throws back his head and whispers a few expletives. 

“You feel like heaven, baby. You already know.”

You whimper in response, his deep voice soothing to your ears.

“So wet, so tight. You know how much I love this pussy.��

“Fuck!”

“What’s wrong? Need to come?” he quizzes. 

“Can I? Please.”

Your raspy cries fill the room just like the lewd noises produced by your arousal squelching between your thighs. Johnny ceases his movements and allows you to chase your own release while he watches in awe. He holds your waist to support you and guide you because your body is moving faster than your mind can keep up with.

“Get you one, cowgirl. You deserve it.”

When those words leave his lips, your sense of reality disappears. Everything grows white, and you have no control over your body. Your orgasm takes your breath away, leaving you struggling to catch your breath. A shockwave ripples through you, and the sensation is intoxicating. 

You can hear Johnny’s groans as he tries to hold on, but the warm feeling of your walls pulsing around his cock is almost unbearable. His cock twitches inside of you as you ride out your high, but he hangs on until you’re flopping forward on your face.

Johnny quickly gets up, and removes the condom, so he can shoot his load all over your ass. Hot ropes of his cum paint your skin, but you’re too out of it to complain about being sticky.

“Are you okay, baby?”

You sigh. “I am.”

“Alright, well you should probably–”

Johnny's phone rings, and he walks across the room to check it. He answers it and puts it on speaker, so you assume it’s important.

“Yeah?”

Fuck. It’s your assistant looking for you. 

“She’s in my trailer,” Johnny explains.

You immediately sit up and look at him with wide eyes. Why would he say that?

“She’s embarrassed because she got sick from that bull ride. You’ll have to take lunch without her.”

You exhale and relax your body, sinking into the couch.

“That was too close,” you whisper.

Johnny throws you a wink, and you respond with a small smile. They’d probably have a million questions had he not thought of that response so quickly.

“Yeah, she’s going to get back to the hotel in the sprinter with me, but I’ll make sure she’s okay.”

When the call ends, Johnny joins you on the couch. He wipes the cum off of your skin and tosses the shirt on the floor before he speaks.

“So,” he begins. You turn so you can see his face. “We have the rest of the day together. What are we doing?”

You shrug.

“I don’t know. Maybe we can…”

You grab his arm and pull him on top of you. Your lips graze his ear, and he shudders.

“What are you thinking?” he asks.

Smirking, your fingers dance up his biceps.

“Maybe we can take a nap?”

“Now, that’s hot.”

“I know, right?” you giggle.

When silence takes over, you play in Johnny’s hair as he hums.

“You think they’ll notice if that hat goes missing?”

His question makes you roll your eyes. 

“I fucking hate you sometimes,” you respond. “But, no. They have several because they know how you are.”

You return to twirling his strands between your fingers, enjoying the post-orgasm quality time until he ruins it once again.

“Good. I wonder if it’ll stay on while I’m fucking you from the back.”

Honestly, as long as he shows you what other trick he’s learned with that rope, he can do anything he wants with you.

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[onyourhyuck]

‘ BREWING ROMANCE ’ The Series Masterlist.

│ │ ❀ Welcome To Café Romance… Start!

—> Title: Forever Only | Jung Jaehyun. | Summary: You’re a new employee at Café Romance and Jaehyun is your hot manager you start to obsess and crush over. | Release: TBD

—> Title: Espresso Loveaffair | Na Yuta. | Summary: Your boss recently got divorced and you decided to shoot your shot by making his favourite coffee; Espresso. | Release: TBD

—> Title: The Perfect Blend | Kim Jungwoo. | Summary: Jungwoo thinks you and him are like the perfect blend of coffee. Wherein your coworker has a massive crush on you. | Release: TBD

—> Title: Sip & Share | Suh Johnny. | Summary: You didn’t get the job interview. Depressed and low on motivation, you went over to your favourite café but you end up sip & sharing your life to one of the co-workers who works there. | Release: 01.08.23

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💋 ANGEL: JOHNNY SUH

↪︎pairing: angel! johnny x ngs! reader

↪︎genre: mythical creature au

↪︎warnings: suggestive context about one-night stand and the memories reader remembers of the night they had together.

↪︎synopsis: you had a one-night stand with angel! Johnny, to which you try to leave without him noticing, but he ends up cornering you ;)

↪︎word count: 703 words

reqs are open! ⭐️

divider credit @saradika-graphics 🖤

You woke up to the feeling of the sun’s rays hitting your face. Stirring in your sleep, you covered your face with your hands before sitting up. The cold air sends a shiver done your spine which causes you to cross your arms across your chest. The sudden sensation of your skin meeting your own skin, you looked down to see that your chest was exposed to the air.  

Sudden realization strikes you once you look around the room to see that you aren’t in your apartment. You looked down towards the bed and leaned towards the end to see your clothes scattered around along with someone else’s clothes.  

Knowing that you had a one-night stand, you grew confused as to why the man you slept with wasn’t in the room with you, until you heard the shower running down the hall. Slowly, you got off the bed and started to dress yourself. As you put on the last article of clothing, a sudden memory popped up.  

“Angel, are you sure you want to spend the night at my place?” A drunk Johnny says with his words slightly slurred.  

“Mmm, you know it baby.” You giggled as you ran your hand through his blonde hair.  

“Then to my place it is.” He smirked as he held you tightly in his hold before his white, lush, wings fluttered open and shot up to the sky in high speed towards his apartment.  

Shaking your head, you stood up straight and started to make your way towards the apartment door. As you touched the doorknob, another memory popped up that made you blush.  

“I’m going to make you my own songbird.” He said as he towered over you and left kisses down the navel of your chest.  

Upon seeing the memory, it caused you to quicken your pace unlocking the front door. Once you unlocked and opened the door, the feeling of the wind gushing towards you and your body being slammed against the now closed door, gave you some sort of whiplash.  

“Where do you think you’re going angel?” He says as he looked down at you with a cocked eyebrow.  

Not being able to make eye contact with him, your eyes trained towards his chest. To which you could tell that he had just gotten out of the shower by the small water droplets on his toned skin.  

“Leaving? W-who said anything about leaving?” You chuckled nervously.  

“My eyes are up here sweetheart.” He said as he took hold of your chin and made you look up at him.  

The fierce blush that took over your face once you made eye contact with the man had you feeling breathless. All the memories from last night all came piling up which caused you to moan.  

“Remember now?” He teased.  

“Johnny stop- “  

“That wasn’t what you were calling me last night.” He smirked as he leaned in towards your neck.  

“J-Johnny!” You gasped out as you looked at him with wide eyes.  

He laughed at your reaction causing some of his feathers to ruffle up slightly.  

Mesmerized at the sight of his beautiful white-ivory feathers ruffling up, you unconsciously reach towards them and place a gentle touch on the wings.  

This caused a shiver to run down Johnny’s spine causing him to quickly take hold of your hand and pin it towards your side.  

“Do you not remember the punishment I gave you last night when you tried to touch them?” Johnny said in a serious tone.  

“I- “you stopped yourself from talking as you looked down towards the floor as a blush covered your cheeks.  

“You look at me when I’m talking to you.” Johnny said in a deep voice as he took hold of your jaw and made you look back up at him. “Would I have to teach you a lesson again?” he said as he narrowed his eyes towards you.  

The way he used the tone with you caused butterflies to erupt in your stomach. Though you couldn’t see it for yourself, your eyes glazed over as you looked at him with big doe-eyes, which caused him to smirk knowing that he had you under his grasp.  

“To the bedroom — now.”  

embarrassingly enough…💀 when I first wrote this it was an Pro Hero Hawks but Johnny…I had a phase in 2021 what can I saaaaaay 💀

Anywhoooo! I hope you enjoyed the short drabble! 🖤 should I do more mythical creature x nct? Would love to get your guys suggestion!! 🥰✨

With so so so much love from me to you!! 🕷️ MWAH MWAH 😚❤️

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