#lee hang na | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

Visit Blog

Explore Tumblr blogs with no restrictions, modern design and the best experience.

Fun Fact

If you dial 1-866-584-6757, you can leave an audio post for your followers.

justforthoughts · 1 year

Text

Ah. But I love them.

Vincenzo - Nutria/Park Seok-do

Vincenzo - Tak Hong-shik

Vincenzo - Gwak Huisu

The thing I love the most about Vincenzo is the chemistry between every character and not only the main leads. These are some of my favorite relationships which are just not talked about enough. I'm here cheering them on.

I realize it's two years late but I just love them so much.

#vincenzo #vincenzo cassano #song joong ki #park seok do #kim young woong #tak hong shik #choi deok moon #gwak huisu #lee hang na #we are here to cheer them on

16 notes · View notes

binging-asian-dramas · 1 year

Text

Train. 7

Story: 8

Acting: 10

Chemistry: 7

Comparable to: welcome 2 life (kdrama); Someday or One Day (taiwanese drama); Tunnel (kdrama)

This will definitely be a mixed bag for a lot of fans. You’re either going to love it or hate it. Yoon Shi Yoon puts on another outstanding performance, honestly I really have yet to watch a drama of his that he didn’t act well in. The storyline outline for this drama was really exciting and I thought going in this would be a stellar knockout drama especially from all the press releases and trailers. Unfortunately it got bogged down with a ho hum execution and a bland romance which shouldn’t of been written in. It’s still a good drama despite those set backs, you can still enjoy it for what it is.

#train #ocn train #kdrama #viki #iqiyi #yoon shi yoon #kyung soo jin #shin so yool #lee hang na #jo wang ki #kim dong young #fantasy #thriller #sci fi #mystery #slight romance #time travel

0 notes

renjuntothemoon · 1 year

Text

big egos and skinny ties by stylesmakethefight (Teen And Up Audiences, 28,748 words)

“You’re going to court.” Donghyuck tilted his head with a half-smile. Renjun’s heart felt like it slammed to a stop. Court? Aside watching a few lawyer shows, he’s never even been in court let alone be on council for it. Donghyuck must’ve caught his open mouth. “Why are you so scared? It’s just housing court.”

'Just housing court', he said like the proper Harvard attorney he was.

“You do know that I’ve never had to represent anyone at any court, right?”

'Right?' Renjun, the proper college drop-out, thought.

My thoughts: big brain!renjun, there's something so satisfying about your bias being smart af, lovely character development, humor, we love a(n accidental) con man, another day another highly specific fic born out of genuine love for a niche topic, the power couple you could only dream of (...provided renjun gets his lawyer license to do lawyer things)

AO3 Tags: Alternate Universe - Lawyers, References to Suits (US TV), Courtroom Drama, Alternate Universe - Corporate, Lots of blazers, Sexy men in sexy suits, the lawyer fic that the universe has been waiting for, Renjun has photographic memory, Donghyuck is the baddest lawyer alive, He's so cool

2 notes · View notes

jenosbigtoe · 6 months

Note

NEED NEED NEED another one shot with jeno and dumb sluts 🥹🥹

mdni. nsfw 18+ (read part 1)

pairing: lee jeno x reader x na jaemin

warnings: everyone here is still a freak, recording of sexual activities, so much sex, nomin are kinda sleazy and reader is kinda slutty so match made in heaven

jeno has your contact name saved as “slut❤️” and jaemin has it under “SLUT🙇‍♂️”, without even knowing what the other already put. when they saw what the other had your contact saved as, they gave each other a high five.

jeno and jaemin are so competitive and possessive over you. jeno is the only one allowed to call you his baby, and if jaemin calls you baby it turns into (another) big argument. and jaemin is the only one allowed to call you princess, or else it will, again, lead to another argument. however, they have an unspoken agreement to both call you babygirl because you’re their babygirl duh.

they make it competition to see who can make plans with you first before the other one can.

jeno: baby come over tonight.

you: sry jen

you: jaem invited me over first

jeno was punching the air after that.

or jaemin would snap you a pic of his veiny hands grabbing his very obviously hard dick through his sweatpants with the captioned “thinking about you princess. come over”

you snapped back a picture of a fake pout saying “i’m at jen’s rn”. jaemin could see a shirtless jeno hugging your back behind you in that pic, causing him to see red.

they try to one up each other on absolutely everything. asking you questions like “okay who do you see more though?” and “who gives the best head?” and “whose dick game is stronger?” you never give them an answer, obviously, because you think it’s fun when they try to go even harder than the other to beat each other in this made up competition.

whenever you hook up with either of them, they will snap pics and take videos to gloat to the other. like jaemin will send jeno a pic of your naked bodies tangled up together after a good fucking captioned “😁” or jeno will send jaemin an uncaptioned video of you deepthroating his cock.

when jeno and jaemin hang out one on one, their new favorite thing to do together (besides you duh) is compare the suggestive snaps you send them or the sex tapes you made with each of them.

“jaemin, look at this lingeries pic i got last night ooh aren’t you so jealous?”

“jeno, hate to break it to you dude but she literally sent you that pic right before i ripped that off her and fucked her stupid.”

then he’d show jeno the video he got of you letting him tittyfuck, his cock rubbing so deliciously between your plump tits as you licked and sucked on the tip.

“fuck you jaem, lemme show you the time she let me take her ass then.”

all this competitiveness works out in your favor of course. you know about everything they do, from sending pics and videos of your hookups to comparing them when they’re with each other. all you have to do is tell jeno “ugh jaemin had me in this position last night and i have never felt so good” before jeno will seriously have you twisted like a pretzel and fucked dumb with his cock until you’re a sobbing mindless mess. or you’ll tell jaemin “jeno hit so deep in me earlier i could feel him in my lungs” before jaemin will take you on the wall, the mattress, the counter, the washing machine, the bathtub, and MORE balls deep and slapping your clit every time.

to switch it up every so often, you’d invite both of them at the same time over to your place, conveniently neglecting to tell them that the other would also be coming over.

you’d be lying on your back, legs up in the air, as jaemin ate and fingered your drooling little cunt when jeno would walk in, tutting and snarling at the sight.

“well, looks like this greedy little slut did it again. invited us both over because she can’t go a day without getting stuffed by two cocks.” jeno rips his clothes off and crawls onto the bed, grabbing your face into his strong grip and pressing a crushing kiss on your lips.

jaemin wouldn’t even look up from eating your pussy like a starved man, he’d smirk into your cunt and continue licking and sucking on it.

they’d do a rock paper scissors to see who gets to fuck your pussy first (jaemin won this time).

“what a fucking slut, jeno,” jaemin would pant, rutting his hips fast and deep into yours as he took you on all fours.

you were too busy licking and sucking on jeno’s cock in the front. “yeah, our slut. only we get to see her like this. isn’t that right huh babygirl?” jeno stroked your cheek affectionately.

you loved being a slut for jeno and jaemin.

#nct dream smut #nct smut #nct dream x reader #nct x reader #nct dream #jeno smut #jeno #jeno x reader #lee jeno #na jaemin x reader #lee jeno x reader #na jaemin #jaemin x reader #jaemin smut #jaemin

1K notes · View notes

ghostofhyuck · 2 months

Text

NCT Dream and second chances with them.

AN: this is a mixture of fluff and angst, depending on the members! :> that's why it's color purple!

Also this is part two of NCT Dream and why you two broke up. Can still be a standalone tho.

Mark Lee ; reaches out for you.

It didn't take weeks for Mark to pursue you once again. He had it hard to the point that he blames himself for not being there for you. He'll contact you, but you completely ignored all his attempts. It went to the point that his members has reached out for you, "help, Mark-hyung is going insane, pls reply." You decided to put a stop on it and talks to Mark in person. You agreed to give him a second chance but it is still up to you whether you two should be in a relationship again. Mark would be in relief, thinking that he shouldn't let this second chance go to waste.

Huang Renjun ; meeting coincidentally.

You bumped to Renjun at a friend's party. It was awkward, seeing the man you loved for years and breaking up with him because you two fall out of love. It was Renjun who greeted you first, and there you could only greet him back, that's when you realized that you still have feelings for Renjun. The two of you talked throughout the whole party and when it's time to go home, you were the first one to ask Renjun if he wants to come over to your place, and to your surprise, he said yes. Maybe this was a second chance for the both of you.

Lee Jeno ; goes to your place to fix everything.

A knock on the door disturbed your Saturday night, and as you open it, it was Jeno. You were about to close the door when he was quick to open it and enter inside. You wanted to scream at him but the last time it happened, it didn't go well. So you two stood there in silence until Jeno reached out first, apologizing to you and asking for another chance. He wanted to fix everything and he still loves you. In the end, you are still longing for Jeno. You could only hug him, apologizing to him too, and telling him that you still love him too.

Lee Donghyuck ; waits for you until you reach out first.

Haechan was devastated when he learned the reason why you want to break up with him. He lets you go but tells you that he'll be there waiting for you. He gave you space, and it was also a time for him to ponder about himself. He realized his mistakes and swore that he won't be that suffocating anymore. Haechan swore to his promise and waited for you, that's why he was in relief when you reach out after months of waiting for you. He'll make sure that this is a brand new start for the two of you.

Na Jaemin ; accidentally drunk calls you.

A random call from your ex-boyfriend, made your heart beat fast. You don't know whether to answer it or not after months of not hearing from you. But because it's you, you answered and you felt your heart breaking into thousand pieces because Jaemin's drunk, calling for your name, and even crying. It was far from the Jaemin that you know, you asked him where he was, it was your luck that he was able to answer even though his words were slurry. As you went to the bar, you could only pity his drunk state. You brought Jaemin home and took care of him. You let out a sigh, thinking that you two had a lot to talk about the next morning.

Zhong Chenle ; small talk that led to "what if?"

After breaking up with Chenle, you two became friends who casually hangs out. Tonight, you two went out for a cup of ramen at Han river and as you two sat at the bench near the convenience store, you two couldn't help but bring up your relationship. At first, it was a laughing matter until Chenle popped the question, "what if we're still together?" you pondered about it at the moment. I mean, you still hangout with Chenle and you two are still close, you two are just in the friends label but it didn't feel any difference. "do you want to be together?" you asked. "maybe, do you?" you became quiet for a moment. "I do."

Park Jisung ; meeting again after a few years.

Your friend decided to set you up for a blind date, you told them that you don't want to because you don't have time but they insist, even bribing you food. It made you agreed and to your surprised, your blind date was none other than your ex-boyfriend Jisung. You saw how much he has changed, he looked more mature than the last time you saw him. He was surprised to see you too, but offers you to seat at the table. It was awkward at first but Jisung asked you how have you been, you could only reply that a lot of things has changed. The conversation went on and at the end of the date, Jisung asked you if you two can meet again. Thinking that it's a second chance for the two of you, you said yes.

623 notes · View notes

winwintea · 14 days

Text

how dreamies would react to your first kiss

PAIRING ▸ bestfriend/friend!dreamies x reader

TAGS ▸ none, enjoy the fluff <3

AUTHOR’S NOTE ▸ requested by anon! reader + dreamies aren't in established relationship yet.

Mark Lee

Mark’s first kiss with you happens by accident. You were both hanging out in his place together, playing video games. Exhausted, you decided to rest your head on his shoulder, creating very little distance between your faces. So Mark gave into his internal instincts, placing his lips directly on yours, startling both you and himself, “Oh, I’m so sorry that is totally my fault… umm…” He quickly pulls away, embarrassed, but instead of being mad, you stare at him dead serious, “Mark Lee. Shut up and do that again.” His eyes widen at your words, but his face slowly relaxes into a bright smile. He gladly complies with your request, more than once.

Huang Renjun

Renjun had invited you out to his favorite cafe. You two were having such a fun time, before Renjun noticed a couple of crumbs near your lips. He inched a bit closer, squinted, and used his fingers to swipe them off. It was now or never. With your faces so close together, you had to take this chance. Taking a deep breath, you grab his face and lean in for the kiss. Renjun was expecting this however, and he reacted to the kiss immediately closing his eyes. When you finally pulled apart he stared at you breathlessly, “Did I tell you, that you’re beautiful?” His soft hands reach up to gently cup your cheek with the sweetest smile you had ever seen. God how you loved his smiles.

Lee Jeno

Jeno found himself in a quite embarrassing and stressful situation. He had taken you to the carnival, since none of your other friends wanted to go. In the blink of an eye you found yourselves on the ferris wheel. You sat together, no words being said, but the discomfort on his face was obvious. You grabbed his hand and gently squeezed it. Jeno looked down at you from the corners of his eyes, he smiled. "Are you nervous?" You asked him. Jeno nodded, feeling the embarrassment rushing to his cheeks. You pulled him in close, “Just focus on me, instead.” You both leaned in for the kiss, drunk on the smell of one another. When you two finally pulled apart, Jeno looked into your eyes sparkling. If this was what heaven felt like, he would be perfectly content to remain here forever.

Lee Donghyuck

Haechan was shocked. Not only had you repeatedly denied his affections for the past year, but you had also managed to evade his playful kisses as well. Then you did it yourself. It came at him out of nowhere, and he had little time to react. “You kissed me.” He paused, then repeated again, “You kissed me?” He stared at you in disbelief. You only grinned in response, giggling at his confusion. “Does this mean…?” Haechan looked at you nervously, but then his face eased after he saw your smile. He pointed to his lips, puckering them up, and leaning in once more, eyeing you with puppy dog eyes, “Again?” (his kiss was once again rejected.)

Na Jaemin

Jaemin had been waiting patiently for you to make a move on him. You two had been spending more time together than usual, and he hoped that the feeling was mutual, but didn’t want to make any assumptions. Then one day, Jaemin watched as you plopped yourself in front of him, stood up on your tippy-toes, and placed a quick and soft cheek on his lips. He returned the kiss, but not before wrapping his hands around your waist, and picking you up in a swift motion. You found yourself making a fuss and squirming around in his arms, but Jaemin ignored all your protests, placing butterfly kisses on your face, until his lips met yours in another, this time, soft and meaningful kiss.

Zhong Chenle

Chenle and you always bickered. You hated how arrogant he was at times. As much as you sometimes hated his guts, you couldn’t help but begin to start seeing the crazy tension you two had when arguing. Sometimes you just wanted to silence that loud mouth of his. That handsome, sometimes endearing, sometimes cocky grin. Until you couldn’t take it anymore. “If you hadn’t- mmh…?” You grabbed Chenle’s collar pulling him in quickly, and pressed your lips over his, silencing his protests. His eyes lit up in surprise, but you could feel his lips slowly turn into a smirk, as he kissed you back. “Took you long enough.”

Park Jisung

Jisung was comforting you, as you vented out all your frustrations to him, right in the middle of his living room floor. Jisung wasn’t sure why, but for some reason you always came to him when you wanted to vent. He was always bad with expressing things with his words, so you often found yourself buried into his arms, embraced in warm tight hugs. Today, Jisung was feeling a bit more bold. Bolder than usual. He placed his hand on your cheek and suddenly leaned in for a kiss. You felt your shoulders relax, and the tension you had from earlier started to release. He leaned in, pressing your head against his shoulders whispering in your ears, “I will always remain by your side. I will be here for eternity, just for you.” And somehow, through his love for you, he found the right words to say.

408 notes · View notes

jji-lee · 12 days

Text

what nct dream would say as the 5 love languages

mark lee - words of affirmation

"you're doing so good baby, just a little bit more okay?" "you're so perfect, all mine pretty girl" "yeah, just like that baby you're doing so good" "damnn girl, you look too good"

huang renjun - gift giving

"look it's an origami swan, i made it for you" "i got us custom made matching couple shirts! look mine says junebug like how you always call me and yours say lovey dove" "i went to like 10 stores, but i finally got that chocolate you've been wanting to try" "wait don't look, i'm painting you. i'll give it to you once i'm done"

lee jeno - quality time

"hey baby i cleared my schedule for the weekend wanna do something together?" "come with me to get groceries baby, i don't know what to get" "wanna come spend time with me at the studio? i can teach you our new choreo" "i got us a reservation at your favorite restaurant, so we can eat and you'll tell me about your week, okay?"

lee haechan - physical touch

"baby wait come hold my hand" "why is it so cold in here? lets share the blanket, come closer" "give me a hug sweet girl, i missed you" "come here honey, gimme a kiss"

na jaemin - acts of service

"cutie i made you dinner come eat" "wait your shoes are untied baby, come, bring your foot up" "oh baby you look so tired, want a massage?" "let me do your hair for you, i watched a tiktok on how to do it, trust me"

zhong chenle - gift giving

"you like the new necklace i got you? it's 'zc' for my initials, now i can always be with you" "go fill up your vase with water, i'm on my way with a fresh bouquet" "you know those shoes you always wear? i got you them in a different color, do you like it?" "here, this is a place holder ring until i finally find the perfect one to propose to you with"

park jisung - quality time

"oh no is that chenle, don't answer him! i told him i have the stomach flu so i could hang out with you tonight" "okay i know your series is interesting but can you please come accompany me as i make my world famous ramen" "are you free tomorrow? i kinda already bought 2 tickets to the aquarium for us" "10 more minutes, just stay here please i haven't seen you in so long"

#nct dream #nct #nct imagines #nct fluff #haechan #jeno #mark lee #jaemin #park jisung #chenle #renjun #why does mark's sound dirty...

174 notes · View notes

luvyeni · 9 months

Text

❛MOVIE AND A SHOW❜ ( mark lee & na jaemin )

p. bsf!mark & jaemin x fem!reader w. 2k

warnings? dom!jm subish!mk switch!mc , threesome , oral ( f & m receiving) , unprotected sex , dirty talk , name calling

— 𖦹 ( mark and jaemin catch you saying their names while masterbating ) !

"we're like 45 minutes away , start getting the movie ready." mark spoke through the phone. "tell her i want ramen." you heard jaemin's voice. "dude , she can hear you - oh hi ( name )." you chuckled. "hello jaemin , and i will make your ramen for you."

"thank you pretty girl." you whined , you didn't hate the nickname perse , you hated the way it made you feel when jaemine said it. "jaemin , i told you about calling me that." he laughed. "yeah , you said it made you horny , i remember." mark slapped his friends arm. "dude , stop that."

"i was drunk jaemin." you may have been drunk , but you definitely weren't lying , and jaemin knew that. "drunk words are sober thoughts , pretty girl." he teased. "you guys are always doing this." mark whined. "just playful banter markie" you said , knowing that name had the same effect on him than pretty girl had on you.

"a-anyways , do you think you can make me some to?" you decided not to tease him. "of course i can , i have some left over beef to go with it for you to." he smiled , you were thinking of him. "thank you."

"wait before he hangs up i have another request." jaemin spoke up. "what is it na jaemin." you knew it would be something crazy , but still decided to play into it. "could you put on those cute little blue shorts you wear to sleep." your eyes widened. "bye jaemin." you hung up the phone , not because you were uncomfortable , but because his words were beginning to have an effect on you.

your friendship with jaemin and mark had always been like that , flirtatious and teasing , but jaemin always had a way of getting under your skin much deeper , in a way that made your thigh clench. mark on the other hand — he was always more shy , but that didn't stop you from teasing him , brushing your nails across his thighs to make hom squirm , smiling when his a red hue would dust across his cheeks.

but that's all it was , friendly banter , but lately your attraction towards your friends was seemly growing stronger , so strong to the point sometimes late at night you'd often wonder what it would be like — to take them both , jaemin was never shy about his sex life , he often expressed his late night endeavors with other women , so you knew he was more so on the dom side , but mark , he was harder to read , you knew he wasn't a virgin , saying as he lost his virginity to a girl in your psych class , but he was more so reserved , but you couldn't help but think about the noises he'd make if you were to suck him off.

"fuck." you groaned , the throbbing in between your legs due to your dirty thoughts about your bestfriends. you looked at the clock , they're still like 30 mintues before they got here , sure you were cutting it close , but you were sure you could get yourself off before they got here.

deciding to put your needs first , climbed into your bed , reaching over into your nightstand drawer for your trusty vibrator , shimmying out of your pants and panties , running the toy along your clit , sighing in pleasure. "shit." you didn't need any porn videos , your thoughts alone were all you needed.

"i told you , sometimes you go to far jaemin , you probably made her uncomfortable." mark pestered the boy , jaemin rolled his eyes at his friend. "why'd you have to bring up the shorts?" jaemin knew mark found you just as attractive as he did , jaemin was just more open about his attraction towards you.

they made it to your apartment. "jesus mark , everyone knows about the shorts , just admit you find her attractive , i mean she's fucking hot." he reach under the mat , grabbing your spare key. "she didn't even seem uncomfortable , plus we talk like this everyday." he put the key in the hole , twisting. "you just don't want to admit you want to fuck her."

they walked into your apartment , taking their shoes off. "where is she?" mark looked in the kitchen , it was empty , no smell of ramen either. "she probably fell asleep , you know her." jaemin said , making his way to your room.

"maybe we should let h-" mark followed behind trying to stop his friend , but he was quickly silenced by a bunch of silent whimpers , your silent whimpers. "is she-" jaemin hushed his friend , trying to hear the noises you were making , his cock twitching in his pants , you sounded even better than he imagined , he reached for the door knob , ready to take action , but mark was quick to stop him.

"maybe we should leave her be." he was about to drag him away , when he heard you moan again , this time you moaned out his name , you were thinking of him while you were getting off. "see i told you , she's not as innocent as she seems."

jaemin reached for the door , this time he opened it , and there you were , your legs spread out , your puffy cunt on display , eyes closed , so unaware of the company in your as you desperately fucked the vibrator into your wet hole. "ja-jaemin fuck." upon hearing his name , he wasn't gonna hold back anymore , he was gonna miss his chance.

"jesus pretty girl." your eyes shot open , being met with jaemins infamous smile. "you should've called me , you know i would've swam here if i had to." closed your legs , looking at your two friends. "h-how lo-long have you two been there?"

"long enough to know that you're a nasty girl , who thinks of fucking her bestfriends." he smirked , his eyes clouded with lust. "spread those pretty legs for me." your eyes landed on mark , he tried his best not to look at you , but the tent in his pants told another story. "hey princess." jaemin pinched your thigh. "you'll have your chance to fuck him , right now you need to listen to me , spread your legs , let me see that pretty cunt again.

you slowly opened your legs , revealing your cunt , which was still stuffed with the vibrator. "so fucking pretty." you whimpered , clenching around the toy. "go a head , keep fucking yourself , show us how you do it , how do you fuck yourself when you're alone?"

you brought your hand back to the vibrator , pulling it out of your hole , pushing it back in. "f-fuck." you moaned , he bit his lip , cock swelling in his pants. "come on pretty girl , be good and speed up." you tried to , you really did , but much like before their arrival , you couldn't reach that peak. "i-i can't."

jaemin smiled , taking it upon himself to reach between your legs , stroking your clit. "jesus , you're so fucking wet down there , you got this wet from a little teasing , what was it?" he slowly thrusted the vibrator into your hole. "was it me calling you pretty girl , that get your pussy all soaked , had you fucking yourself to the thought of your friends." he turned to mark. "you should see how wet she is for us mark."

marks finally gained feeling in his legs , mustering enough courage to make his way over to your bed , sitting down. "sh-shit." he groaned , you dripping on the bed , your cunt clenching around the toy. "we did that mark , we made her pussy wet like that." jaemin took it upon himself to spread your legs open wider. "i bet you she taste like fucking heaven , why won't you give her a taste."

mark locked eyes with you , looking for any signs of discomfort. "pl-please." you whined , eyes big. "see mark she's begging for you , come on don't leave our pretty girl hanging." he climbed in between your legs , getting a much better view of your pussy. "she smells so fucking good." your hips jerked in anticipation. "please mark , please eat me out." he cursed to himself , diving right in , licking a strip up your folds. "oh fuck markie."

jaemin bit his lip , lifting up your shirt. "no bra pretty girl." he pinched your nipples. "such pretty tits." he grabbed a handful of your tits , squeezing. "so soft." he brought his lips to your nipples , sucking on them. "oh my god." you gasped as he sucked and sucked on your bud.

meanwhile mark was in between your thighs , taking everything you had to offer , licking and slurping up all your juices , the way you were moaning his name made him even harder , be began to grind against the mattress , just to relieve himself a bit. "ma-mark , more." you grabbed his hair , shoving him further into your heat , using him to get off , mark was in heaven , this was all he ever wanted , for you to use him.

"pay attention to me now pretty girl." jaemin whispered seductively into your ear. "gonna fuck you so hard when he's done." his fingers made it's way to your clit , rubbing it. "been waiting for years to fuck this pussy." you clenched around marks tongue , making him moan. "i know you want to cum , mark is waiting baby , how about you cum all over his mouth , he's desperate." your legs closed around marks head and jaemins hand , your mouth forming a o shape as you came , mark catching all of it into his mouth.

"fuck fuck fuck!" you screeched , pushing marks head away. "mark you're gonna make her cum again , we don't want her to get too tired now." he finally pulled away , his eyes completely blown out , heavy breathing and hair messy , he looked too good.

"move over , you got what you wanted , now it's my turn." they switched spots , jaemin now in between your legs. "i want you face down , ass up pretty girl." he man handled you into position. "looks like mark didn't do a good job cleaning you up baby , your still dripping down your legs." he collected your juices , bringing his fingers to his mouth. "so fucking good."

he undid his pants , letting them fall to the floor , letting his hard cock free. "look at your hole , twitching for my cock." he lined himself up with your entrance , pushing himself into you. "fuck , so tight." he grunted , your cunt wrapping around him nicely. "so fucking warm." he groaned seething himself fully inside you. "best fucking pussy ever."

he pushed on your lower back , fucking deeper inside your hole. "yeah , take my cock , shit." he groaned , the many nights he spent fucking his fist to thought of you taking his cock , it couldn't compare to this moment , right here , to your actual pussy , your ass bouncing back against him.

your tired eyes turned to mark , and he almost came in his pants , the look of your fucked out face as you grabbed a hold of his hard on. "wanna suck you off." if they were fulfilling their wishes , why couldn't you. "f-fuck o-okay." he undid his pants , pulling them down enough to let his cock out , hissing at the air hitting his sensitive tip. "fuck , please hurry and put it in your mouth."

you stroked his cock , bringing your lips to his tip , kissing it before you took him fully into your mouth. "fuck your mouth feels so good." he moaned , letting you bob your head. "so fucking warm."

"look at you , so nasty for us baby , letting us have you like this." jaemin slapped your ass. "letting your bestfriends use you as fucktoy , is that what you want , for us to keep using you as our personal fleshlight , fuck you whenever we want?" you nodded , mouth full so your hum came out muffled.

"fuck ( name ) , im gonna cum." mark whimpered , you pulled away. "i want you to cum in my mouth." you stroked his cock. "cum for me markie." you gave his tip a few kitten licks , he threw his head back. "fuck , open your mouth please , please im gonna cum." you put his tip back into your mouth , his cum spurting into your mouth , his legs twitched as his emptied himself into your cavern. "shit."

you pulled yourself off of him , swallowing his cum , sticking your tongue out. "fuck." he breathed , "that felt so good." you smiled , quickly turned into a moan as jaemin hit that one spot inside you that had your eyes rolling to the back of your head. "did i hit it pretty girl?" jaemin question. "that spot that has you going braindead?" he hit it over and over. "fuck nana , im gonna cum."

"yeah? gonna cum for us." he said his own orgasm approaching. "show me and mark how much of a slut you can be , cum for us pretty girl." he slapped your ass , you let yourself go , mark holding your body up , as jaemin pressed his hips against your ass letting his cum flood your insides. "fuck , that's it , take my cum inside your pretty hole." he grunted , thrusting a few times before pulling out , your body fell against mark , cum seeping from your cum. "look at that." he pushed it back inside. "keep it in there princess , keep it warm while we watch the movie , maybe we'll fill you up again after the movie is over."

mark helped you get dressed while jaemin , cooked the food. "thank you , for you know." mark said. "you're so cute mark , no need to thank me." you said , your head resting on his thigh. "i wanted to do that , i've alway wanted to hear you whimper for me." mark felt his cock twitching in his pants again. "re-really."

"give it a break you two." jaemin returned with the food. "let's watch the movie first , you can fuck each other after." mark blushed. "wh-what are you talking about." he stuttered. "i see you were wearing the shorts." jaemin smirked , you looked down and sure enough , you were wearing the blue shorts. "oh fuck you."

"oh trust me baby , i will again , after the movie is over."

💬 nia's note: this was a request , im not sure if they want me to tag them , so i hope they see it.

©️LUVYENI

861 notes · View notes

bbina · 2 months

Text

"welp, there goes the usion bolt of the water" seunghan comments at the exact same time anton jumps into the water

you let out a loud laugh while the rest of the guys were putting down all of the stuff you guys brought to the beach

"did you mean michael phelps..?" wonbin eyes him weirdly before removing his shirt. seunghun shrugs before running to the waters, yelling "catch me if you can, lee sohee!"

you watch the three boys who were now swimming in the water, smiling to yourself. today was such a sunny day and that alone boosted your mood. now this is a vacation

eunseok huffs next to you, sitting on top of the cooler while fanning himself. "it's so hot" he complains as he dramatically falls limp. you rolled your eyes, "we're at the beach, what did you expect?" you point out. eunseok simply flips you off before putting his shades on

"want some sunscreen?" wonbin offers. you look up at him in surprise, oh yeah. he's now my fake boyfriend you thought to yourself. you nod your head yes and put your palms out.

"thanks wonbin" you smile as you start to apply the sunscreen all over your body, not wanting to be sunburnt.

"aren't you gonna swim yet?" you ask, looking up him while you continue to spread the sunscreen all over your arms. wonbin shrugs and throws some sand at your legs, earning a little "hey!" from you

"waiting for you" he smoothly says. so smooth that it catches sungchan's attention. he cocks his head to the side, his main thought being "when did this happen?"

wonbin notices you've finished and holds his hand out for you to take, "let's go"

you happily take his hand and let yourself be dragged into the water. anton, sohee and seungchan all cheer at your arrival and immediately start splashing water to you

"guys what the fuck!" you screeched, holding your hands out to not let any of the salty water get into your eye

seunghan, who wanted to have some fun, has an idea in mind. he stops splashing water and yelled over at the rest of the guys who were still staying under the shade

"GET YOUR ASSES OVER HERE WE'RE HAVING A CHICKEN FIGHT"

at the mention of chicken fight, you look over at wonbin who was already looking at you. you two share eye contact before nodding your heads. it's almost like a silent invitation to be each other's partners. you smile as you swim next to him, waiting for the others to come to the water

"careful it's starting to get deep around here" wonbin warns, watching you swim to him. at first you thought nothing of his warning but he wasn't wrong. when you tried to steady yourself underwater, you couldn't feel the sand beneath your feet. you let out a yelp but wonbin was quick enough to react just in time. he wraps an arm around your body, pulling you towards him

"just hang off my back" he instructs and you followed suit, throwing your arms around his neck as you latch onto his back like you were a backpack. you feel yourself blush at the close proximity, you can literally smell his hair with how close you were. it's hasn't been a day since this whole arrangement started and yet

seunghan was busy counting heads to see if everyone had a partner when he sees you on wonbin's back. anton beats him on having a reaction

"woah!" anton gasps loudly. now everyone (including your brother) was looking at your direction. you see eunseok open his mouth to probably say something but you cut him off before he can say anything

"WE'RE PARTNERS!" you yelled, wonbin winces at your voice. you mumbled a quick apology, not realizing you literally yelled at his ear.

eunseok narrows his eyes but let's it slide. it was a game with partners after all and the fact that shotaro chose him to be his partner so he was gonna let this slide.

not that you noticed but sungchan was staring with his mouth agape. you chose wonbin as your partner? he tries to recall every moment that you and wonbin have shared in the past, trying to remember if you two were ever this close.

sungchan's thoughts were cut short when he hears yujin calling his name.

"sungchan the game is starting!" she excitedly says, getting ready to ride his back. sungchan smiles down at her, "okay", guiding her body so she can comfortably sit on his shoulders.

you click your tongue in annoyance as you catch sight of the couple being a couple again. wonbin laughs, "someone's jealous" he snickers. you tug on his hair in retaliation. "ow! chill out!" he hisses

"new rule! start distracting me when they do couple-y shit in front of me" you huff, now pouting (not that wonbin can see it)

"if you just wanted to show off then just say that" wonbin smugly says before he submerges himself (with you on his back) underwater

"wait- what are you–"

you let out a yelp again when wonbin puts you on his shoulders. wonbin dismisses the immense pain you were giving him with the way you were gripping his hair for dear life.

"wonbin!" you exclaimed, a mixture of embarrassment and shock evident in your tone of voice. wonbin steadies you in place with his tight grip on your thighs.

eunseok's eyes look like they were gonna pop out any second, seeing you like this with another person in the group that isn't himself or sungchan. he tries to calm himself down by chanting "its just a game" in his head over and over again

"COUPLES VS NON COUPLES" sohee yells in excitement, his eyes darting between you and wonbin, and sungchan and yujin.

"no! make it fair and square!" you retort, not liking the idea of immediately going up against sungchan and yujin. the thought alone makes you shudder

seunghan looks around if everyone had a partner. he sees eunseok and shotaro being the eldest, then the couples, you, wonbin, sungchan and yujin. so that only meant sohee and anton being the youngest

wait, anton and sohee?

seunghan whips his head to look at sohee all dejected. "sohee! i thought we were gonna be partners!" he whines, slamming his fists against the water that it splashes. sohee cackles and throws up a peace sign

"you're the game master since you initiated this shit!" sohee yells, while getting on anton's back. anton grumbling that he should've been game master

"fine! so sohee anton versus sungchan yujin then eunseok shotaro versus y/n and wonbin" seunghan declares, "the eldests vs y/n and wonbin go first"

"oooh sibling and best friend rivalry" sohee comments, anticipating the match against the songs and the two best friends being wonbin and shotaro

the two pairs get in position, waiting for seunghan the referee to start the match.

"i'm not going easy on you just because you're my sister" eunseok taunts, poking his tongue out. you scoff at his arrogance, of course eunseok was competitive. "game on, brother" you smirk, making grubby hands in front of him

"i'll still love you bro even if you lose" shotaro teases wonbin, trying to rile him up. he knows wonbin like the back of his hand, shotaro knows that wonbin also hated to lose against him so getting under his skin was just second nature to shotaro

"let's see about that" wonbin says smugly, eyes igniting with fire from within

"3.. 2.. 1.. START!" seunghan yells before getting away from the middle.

wonbin and shotaro move closer to each other, just enough so you and eunseok were already pushing each other. the grip eunseok has on you was strong. well, he was older and bigger than you. you were basically doing a tug of war at this point, still not backing down from eunseok's surprising strength.

eunseok pushes you a little too hard that you start to falter and wobble.

"ah!" you yell out, trying to balance yourself. eunseok starts laughing, expecting you to fall but..

wonbin uses their relaxed state to play dirty. with just seconds to spare before you fall back, he splashes water to shotaro's eyes.

shotaro removes his hands from eunseok's legs as he tries to wipe his eyes as fast as he could but it was too late. eunseok loses his initial balance due to shotaro suddenly jerking his whole body away from wonbin's splash and thus causing him to fall to the water

you and wonbin laugh together at the unexpected victory

"A DEVASTATING BLOW TO SHOTARO AND EUNSEOK HYUNG THANKS TO WONBIN'S SURPRISE ATTACK!" sohee comments like he was watching a UFC fight.

eunseok resurfaces and points fingers at your team.

"that's cheating!" shotaro complains, still wiping his eyes

"no fair! they played dirty!" eunseok whines, glaring at you who was cheering

"suck it up sore loser" you poke your tongue at him while forming the letter 'L' on your forehead. so much for him taunting you just moments ago

eunseok huffs and swims away instead with shotaro following suit. also grumbling about how wonbin was basically cheating.

next up was sungchan yujin and sohee and anton.

it didn't take long for the second match to finish. sohee being the coward he was, he didn't try to push yujin, let alone dared to. scared that sungchan might get mad at him. he instantly declares forfeit not long after seunghan's signal.

"BOOOO!" shotaro yells, not liking the anti-climactic ending of the second match

"this is why you're bitchless lee sohee!" seunghan also yells, watching sohee jump off anton's shoulders and belly flopping on the water.

you all laugh at their antics, not realizing that you were already up next against sungchan and yujin

"AND FOR THE FINAL ROUND... COUPLE OFF! Y/N AND WONBIN VERSUS YUJIN AND SUNGCHAN" seunghan announces, his arms wide, presenting the two teams to the audience that only consisted of anton, sohee, eunseok and shotaro

"also for fair play, no splashing of water" seunghan adds, having enough of shotaro and eunseok's constant complaints about the shady play from their match

"WHO WILL REIGN AS THE BEST COUPLE OF THE TRIP" sohee exclaims, providing commentary to the 4 guys. eunseok glares at him at the mention of you and wonbin as a couple

you feel a little uneasy going up against sungchan and his girlfriend. you lowkey wished that you lost instead of your brother just so you wouldn't have to face the two people you wanted to avoid

you hear wonbin remark, "go all out, they won't suspect anything" you let out a little gasp at the little implication. you weren't that petty to do such thing but something in you just wanted to go for it

"... AND START!"

the match begins shortly after seunghan swims away. as the two couples move forward, you and yujin start pushing each other. In your mind, this seemed like a piece of cake, given your history of rowdy play fights with your brother.

recalling wonbin's remark about going all out, you unintentionally push yujin a little too hard. she wobbles, but sungchan quickly regains composure, tightening his grip on yujin's thighs to stabilize her.

suddenly, yujin retaliates, catching you off guard. you yelp but swiftly recover. sungchan and yujin share giggles, and something inside you snaps.

with all the strength you had left, you push yujin effortlessly, causing her to scream as she falls into the water. all the guys erupt in cheers at your unexpected victory

"and the winners are.. WONBIN HYUNG AND Y/N!" seunghan exclaims, parading around the water

"wonbin we won.. we won!" you exclaimed, vigorously patting his head, in disbelief. wonbin carefully guides you back onto your feet in the water, a big smile spreading across his face. "we won," he repeats, his pride evident in his tone

without hesitation, you leap into his arms, embracing him tightly, your arms wrapping around his neck. wonbin is caught off guard but manages to catch you, swaying you gently in the water as you both revel in the feeling of victory.

you pull away a little to smile widely at wonbin, before hugging him again. barely noticing his hold around your body.

"get your hands off my sister!" eunseok's sudden yell startles you and wonbin. you immediately become aware that you've been hugging wonbin for too long. you quickly jump away from him, mumbling a string of apologies

"dude chill out, they won they were just 'celebrating'" shotaro interjects, a mischievous smile plastered on his face. wonbin can only throw up a peace sign as he swims back to shore. presumably tired from carrying you

you swim over to anton, noticing the sly smile on his face. rolling your eyes, you playfully splash water on his face. "what's with the shit eating grin?" you grumble, moving behind him to hop onto his back.

"oh nothing" anton responds in a singsong voice. "'i’m heading back to shore, just so you know," he adds as he begins swimming back with you on his back

"carry me back to the spot" you say it more like a demand but you know anton doesn't mind. without a word, he hoists your legs up, giving you a piggy back ride

"yay" you squeal, hugging anton's neck excitedly as he drags your ass back to shore

when wonbin returns to the spot where his bag was at, he can't help but smile to himself, thinking about your shared moment in the water. however, he fails to notice sungchan staring at him. sungchan's curiosity about the situation between you and wonbin prompts him to make a mental note to ask you about it later.

between the lines ★ first day on the job

⤷ from what started as a simple arrangement to hide your feelings for a certain someone by getting into in a fake relationship soon turns into a tangled mess. in which some things are hard to tell when you can’t read between the lines

˗ˏˋ prev | next ˎˊ˗

★ notes .ᐟ word count is around 2k… BUT YNBIN CRUMBS

★ taglist .ᐟ @callanton @annswwa @renjuneoo @pinkraindropsfell @lecheugo @ilovejungwonandhaechan @ahnneyong @haechansbbg @snowyseungs @sseastar-main @odxrilove @leeknowarchives @onlywonb @leehanascent @wonychu @jaeyunsb

159 notes · View notes

starryhyuck · 2 years

Text

all mine. (m)

pairing: enemiestolovers!jaemin x reader

words: 5k+

summary: a ridiculous dare has you pushed back into the company of na jaemin, the true bane of your existence.

genre: smut

warnings: public public sex, squirting, degradation, creampies, multiple orgasms

“No. Absolutely not.”

Renjun whines after you, fingers grabbing at your shirt childishly. “Come on, help me out here! If we don’t all show up with a date, our entire frat gets shamed! Shamed!”

“Boo fucking hoo,” you mutter, rolling your eyes. You set your books down on a nearby bench, ignoring the odd looks thrown your way at the sight of your best friend clinging to you desperately.

Renjun’s fraternity has had this weird rivalry with another house since before you even entered university. The result of this ended up in petty fights such as defacing each other’s front lawns, streaking through campus just to prove something, and most recently, daring each other to have every single member show up with a date to the next frat party. It wasn’t difficult for Renjun’s house to find their own dates since most of them were easy on the eyes. Their only problem, however, was Na Jaemin.

The bane of your existence — Na Jaemin has this notorious track record on campus for sleeping with most of the human population and ignoring them as soon as he’s done. As a result, he’s run out of options for dates to the upcoming party.

“Renjun,” you hiss loudly, pushing him away from you. “I will never go out with Na Jaemin again. Don’t even think about asking me twice.”

He glares at you before stomping his foot like a toddler. “You don’t even have to hang out with him! Just show up on his arm for like five seconds so we can win.”

“Just ask Ningning to go with him!” You hiss, fed up with the conversation. “It’s not my fault he’s made this reputation for himself.”

It was your freshman year when you were deceived by Na Jaemin. He was the sweetest boy you had ever met, eyes sparkling as he poured you your first ever college drink. You two talked for hours that night, ignoring the commotion of the party around you and focusing on yourselves. He took you out for a few dates after that before you finally gave in, allowing him to fuck you in Mark’s bedroom that he mistakenly thought was his.

It wasn’t until the next day when you overheard from Yeji that Jaemin did the same exact thing to her the week before. You declared war on Na Jaemin from that day forward, regardless if he was friends with Renjun or not.

“Fine. You know, I didn’t want to do this, but decisions need to be made,” Renjun huffs, and you roll your eyes at his dramatics. “Lee Seojeong.”

Your head almost does a 360 at the name. Your eyes narrow, sizing up your best friend.

“You wouldn’t.”

“Oh, I would.”

You both glare at each other for a good five minutes before you scream, caving in to his demands. He exclaims loudly in victory, not noticing that the rest of campus has scurried away in fear from the two of you.

—

“Here’s how this is going to go. We’ll show up cordially, join arms to keep appearances for five minutes, win the stupid fight you have with the other frat, and then you’re going to keep your filthy paws off me for the rest of the night.”

Jaemin coughs awkwardly, shifting in his seat. “That sounds okay. Is there a reason we’re in the middle of the soccer field for this?”

You roll your eyes. “It’s like you’re not even listening to me. I told you I needed you in a remote location to discuss this in case the conversation led to me wanting to murder you.”

Jaemin blinks at you, his eyes filled with both fear and curiosity. He admits that he was genuinely surprised when Renjun revealed you agreed to go with him to the next frat party. He knows you hate him for what he did in freshman year, especially since you made low hissing noises whenever you passed by him on campus. Renjun specifically told him to do as you say in fear of your warpath.

“How were you planning on murdering me?”

You tap your chin, pondering his question. “Maybe fire? I honestly hadn’t thought that far ahead, I figured I would know when I was in the moment.”

“Okay,” he murmurs slowly, picking up his backpack and slinging it over his shoulder. He stands from his seat, a plastic chair you brought out to the field so that he would understand if this was going to work, he would have to submit to you. “I mean, thanks for coming with me, murder aside. I didn’t think it would be this rough to find myself someone to be with for the night.”

You scoff. “Oh, yes, because the perfect Na Jaemin is incapable of getting any man or woman to succumb to him. How the mighty have fallen if your last resort is me.”

“You would never be my last resort,” Jaemin responds genuinely, ignoring the glare he receives in return. “I know I was shitty to you, but you’re a fucking showstopper. Any one of my brothers would be lucky to have you on their arm.”

You had no idea what type of game he was playing, but you were not going to entertain him regardless of your heart beating like it was going to come out of your chest. You step closer to him until you’re almost chest to chest, and his eyes widen slightly at the proximity. He still smells the same as freshman year, and you remember how the scent used to calm you. Now, it just makes you angrier.

“You listen to me, Na Jaemin. You’re right, I’m a fucking showstopper. That also means I can take your frail little ego and smash it into a million pieces. Don’t even think about breathing near me until the party. If I hear another fucking half-assed compliment from you, I’ll shove my hand so far up-“

“Woah woah woah,” you hear someone say, stepping in between the two of you. Lee Jeno frowns at you, hearing the tail end of your threats. “What’s going on?”

Jaemin notices how you immediately retreat when Jeno arrives, smiling genuinely and taking a step back. Jaemin doesn’t like how starry eyed you suddenly turn for his best friend.

“Jeno, hi!” You beam. “I was just joking with Jaemin. I’m going with him to your party this weekend.”

“Really?” Jeno questions in surprise. “Oh shit, I didn’t know. I was actually coming over to ask you if you wanted to go with me.”

Puzzle pieces start clicking together in Jaemin’s head, and his eyes trail from your giggly form to Jeno’s wide smile. His eyes narrow, and a pool of jealousy stirs at the bottom of his stomach. He quickly moves past Jeno to swing an arm around your shoulder.

“Too bad then. Guess I beat you to the punch,” Jaemin says confidently, ignoring your silent daggers at his touch. “We were just talking about what we were going to wear together.”

“Ah,” Jeno shuffles awkwardly. “So Jaemin told you it’s a matching couples event?”

“What?”

“Of course I did!”

Your simultaneous response causes Jeno’s eyebrow to raise.

Jaemin laughs. “I was just getting around to telling her that. As you can see, there are still a handful of things we need to discuss.”

“Right,” Jeno hums, not convinced in the slightest. “I’ll get out of your hair then. I guess I’ll ask Seojeong if she wants to go with me.”

“No!” You suddenly yell in protest, alarming the two frat brothers. You quickly clear your throat and swallow your embarrassment. “I mean, no. I heard she’s going to be out of town this weekend.”

“And where did you hear that from?” Jaemin asks amusedly. You elbow his side and shrug his arm off of you.

“Just around. I think Minjeong would want to go with you if you asked her.”

“Minjeong’s dating Donghyuck, remember? He’ll kill me if I ask her, he already has some elaborate proposal all set up,” Jeno reminds you.

You smile so sweetly that Jaemin thinks you’re trying to blind his best friend. “Doesn’t that just make it more fun?”

Jeno’s confused expression turns into a smirk at the challenge.

“Shit, you’re a genius. I’m going to find her before Donghyuck does. Bye, guys!”

Jaemin watches Jeno jog off the field, and also notices the way your eyes trail after him. Once he’s gone, you shift back into murder mode.

“Don’t ever touch me like that again,” you hiss, pushing him away from you. You brush your shoulders in an attempt to get Jaemin’s germs off of you.

He rolls his eyes. You were definitely as dramatic as Renjun. “So you like Jeno, huh?”

Your head turns so fast that he’s sure you get whiplash.

“What? What are you talking about?” You laugh it off, scratching the back of your head and failing to meet his stare.

“Hm,” he hums, enjoying you squirm underneath his questioning. “Interesting. Guess I’ll have to keep him far away from you.”

You glare at him. “Don’t even try it. I don’t like Jeno and it’s none of your business in the first place! I can still reign fire if need be.”

Jaemin suddenly remembers another warning Renjun gave him earlier — never take your threats seriously. His grin stretches wider, and it makes your heart thump in a way you don’t appreciate.

“I’m sure you can, beautiful. Either way, remember that I’m the one who's taking you to that party this weekend.”

You roll your eyes. “Whatever, Na Jaemin.” You start walking away, throwing up two middle fingers as your way of saying goodbye.

Jaemin smiles to himself as he watches your figure grow smaller and smaller in the distance.

“Hm. Interesting.”

—

“You look good. Like, really fucking good.”

Your eyes narrow at the sight of Jaemin in the mirror. You turn around to face him, prepared to utilize the pocket knife Renjun got you a few years ago.

“How did you get into my room?”

You try to cover yourself with one of your hoodies you left on the floor, but Jaemin’s eyes have already locked in on you, like a predator meeting its prey. You’re trying on the dress you want to wear to the frat party this weekend — a baby pink slip that just barely covers your ass with a low neckline that makes your breasts look amazing. You figured that if you had to show up with Na Jaemin, you could at least look good while doing it.

“Your roommate let me in,” he murmurs, eyes still devouring you hungrily. “I’m glad she did because this really made my day.”

You roll your eyes. “You know, I’m not afraid to skin you alive in the middle of my apartment.”

“As much as I love you talking about ways to murder me, I came over because we’re supposed to be matching for the party, remember?”

“Yes, and I told you I would be wearing pink,” you huff. “Is there a reason you needed in-person confirmation?”

“You know there are like a hundred different shades of pink? I was borrowing one of Donghyuck’s shirts when he pointed it out.”

You sigh at his lame excuses. “You could’ve just asked me for a photo.”

“I think if I got any evidence of this dress, I’d only imagine what you look like underneath it.”

You swallow at the pool of wetness leaking in your panties. You inch closer to your nightstand, where your pocket knife is located. “You have five seconds to leave, Na Jaemin. Final warning.”

He smirks. “Alright, I’ll head out. Can’t wait for this weekend, princess.”

You watch him carefully as he exits your room, and you hear the shut of the front door a little after. You throw down your hoodie on the floor before stomping into the living room. Ningning is innocently eating a bowl of ramen on the couch, paying no mind to the havoc that Jaemin just brought in.

“Why did you let him in here?” You demand, crossing your arms to show your frustration.

She shrugs. “Because he’s cute and wanted to see you. I thought we always had a cute boy policy.”

You roll your eyes. “Jaemin is not cute. He’s the devil reincarnated.”

She giggles. “Renjun’s right. You’re down bad.”

Your mouth drops open. “I am not! I want Jaemin to burn in the pits of hell!” You nearly scream, fists balling at the thought of sweet vengeance. “You know I like Jeno.”

“Please,” she scoffs. “You and Jeno have been flirting with each other for years now and nothing’s come out of it! Not to mention Seojeong-“

“Don’t say her name,” you warn, throwing your hand up to stop her.

Ningning, like most of your other friends, is used to your dramatics by now. “Whatever. All I’m saying is that Jeno and you have made no progress for years. Jaemin, however, looks like he wanted to devour you the moment he saw you in that dress.”

“That’s because he’s a horny frat boy. He’ll like me in whatever I’m wearing.”

“Listen, did Jaemin fuck you good last time?”

You grow embarrassed by the question, remembering that longing feeling in your chest when you realized no one would fuck you half as good as Jaemin did.

“Maybe.”

She rolls her eyes. “Then have some fun! Yes, Jaemin fucks anything with two walking legs but he does it right! I’m sure Jeno won’t find out anyways.”

You fail to come up with a reply and return to your room, scanning yourself in the mirror once again. You do a little turn to see how well the dress compliments your body.

A one night stand couldn’t hurt, right?

—

“You look amazing. Holy shit.”

You giggle under Jeno’s gaze, smoothing out the wrinkles in your dress. He’s the first one to greet you outside the frat house, waiting for his date.

“So you got Minjeong to go with you?” You smile, appreciating how his eyes are glued to you.

“Yeah, Donghyuck almost shoved me into the campus fountain,” he chuckles. “Worth it. He asked Seojeong instead.”

“O-Oh,” you laugh awkwardly. “That’s nice for her.”

“Am I missing something?” Jaemin says, approaching you two. He’s wearing a pink button up and slacks, his hair gelled up to make him look even more mouthwatering. “Thought you were my date for the night.”

“Unfortunately,” you dismiss. You smile again at Jeno before wishing him goodbye, allowing Jaemin to lead you into the frat house.

When Jaemin’s hand drifts to your lower back, you swat him away.

“Did you already forget the rules?”

He taps his chin. “From what I remember, I’m allowed to touch you for the sake of appearances until we win. Isn’t that right?”

You know you’ve lost this round, so you keep your mouth shut and cross your arms. Your stomach flutters when you feel Jaemin playing with the spaghetti straps of your dress, fingers dancing around your shoulders. His breath causes goosebumps to rise, fingers steadily working to remove one of your straps-

“You made it!”

A body crashes into yours and you groan, pushing Renjun away from you.

“I hate you. This is your fault.”

He rolls his eyes. “Whatever, grumpy pants. I’m just glad you haven’t killed Jaemin yet!”

“Me too,” Jaemin smirks next to you, and you elbow his side as hard as you can.

“Everyone welcome!” You hear someone shout from above you. You all look up to see Taeyong, the frat’s leader, standing upstairs. He addresses the crowd of people, and you recognize most of Renjun’s frat brothers and the rival frat. “For those of you who aren’t aware, we were recently challenged to have every frat member bring a date to the next party. As you can see, we’ve lived up to expectations.”

The statement is overtaken by a roar from his brothers, including Renjun and Jaemin, who are crushing your eardrums by their yelling. It’s easy to tell that all members of the frat have come with a date because of the matching dress code.

“So I’d like everyone to enjoy the party and drink their hearts out! All drinks and food are covered by our fellow neighbors,” Taeyong says with a victorious smirk, taking a sip out of his cup.

“Part of the dare,” Renjun mutters to you, filling you in. “They have to pay for all the food and drinks tonight.”

You raise your eyebrows in surprise. “Let’s fucking eat then!”

You’re about to drag Renjun away to consume some of the desserts, but Jaemin holds you back.

“And where are you going?”

You frown, trying to wiggle out of his grip on your arm. “Getting food, dumbass. You won, bet’s over. No touching.”

You gasp when Jaemin takes a step forward, wrapping an arm around your waist and pulling you close. He leans in to whisper in your ear.

“But I didn’t even get to see what’s underneath this pretty dress of yours.”

You place your hands on his chest, trying to push him away gently.

“It’s-“ you swallow, thighs rubbing together. “It’s none of your business.”

You quickly try to look for help, but silently curse Renjun when you realize he’s left you. Jaemin’s hand starts drifting lower and lower until it grabs at the flesh of your ass, pressing his body harder against yours. You squeak in surprise when you feel yourself being pressed up against a wall.

“I think it is. You’re my date after all, aren’t you?” He questions, tongue darting out to lick at the shell of your ear.

You grow even warmer at the sudden physical contact.

“Jaemin,” you gasp, feeling his hard length press into your stomach. “N-Not here. P-Please.”

“Why not?” He laughs sinisterly. “You would do it for Jeno, wouldn’t you?”

The sound of someone calling your name interrupts you and you look over Jaemin to thank your savior. Your heart drops when you see Lee Seojeong standing there, eyes narrowed.

“Na Jaemin, what do you think you’re doing? You’re in a public place and you’re harassing my friend.”

Even though a part of you would love to escape this situation with Jaemin and crawl into a nearby hole, talking to Seojeong in any capacity is at the bottom of your list of favorite things to do.

“W-We’re fine, Seojeong. I’m okay,” you reassure, hoping she’ll drift away. The rest of the party seems to have done just that, ignoring the fact that Jaemin is caging you against the wall and is seconds away from ripping your dress off.

“Yeah, why don’t you run back to Donghyuck?” Jaemin says mindlessly, fingers still gripping you roughly. “Mind your own business for once.”

Her mouth drops at his behavior before you offer her a pleading look to go away. Her shoulders slump at your rejection and she finally leaves the two of you alone.

“You don’t like her, do you?” Jaemin hums once she’s out of eyesight, mouth ghosting over your neck.

You struggle to think. “I don’t not like her.”

He laughs. “Is it because of that rumor she spread around about Jeno?”

Your eyes widen. “Y-You know s-she was the one who did that?”

He gives you a look. “Of course. I’m his best friend. Jeno can learn to forgive and forget, but I know I would be fucking pissed if some girl was running around telling other people my dick was small. She didn’t even fucking sleep with him.”

You swallow, feeling guilt rise in your stomach. Shortly after you were dejected by Jaemin’s actions in freshman year, you started to develop a crush on his best friend. Jeno was your partner in one of your classes and you two really warmed up to one another. You quickly learned that one of your friends, Seojeong, also harbored a small crush on him. Because you tend to get crazy jealous and super impulsive, you lied to Seojeong and told her Jeno’s dick was below average to deter her advances.

You didn’t expect her to spread it around campus the way she did. Jeno forgave her after correcting the rumor, with multiple girls coming forward to confirm that it was completely false. Luckily, Seojeong never told him that it was actually you who started the rumor in the first place. You’ve done your best to avoid all interaction with Seojeong from that day forward in case she ever spilled the beans.

“She didn’t really need to sleep with him,” you whisper, ignoring Jaemin’s hand sliding up your inner thigh. “I was the one who told her.”

He completely freezes, eyes glancing up to lock with yours. A mischievous grin spreads over his face slowly, and it makes you nervous.

“Oh? So the pretty doll who’s been crushing on Jeno for years told everyone he doesn’t know how to fuck a girl?”

“I didn’t say that,” you scowl. “I just said he was a little below average. Size doesn’t matter.”

He rolls his eyes. “Baby, size always matters.” He presses even further against you and you gasp. “Feel that? You remember what it was like when I pushed all the way inside you?”

And you do remember, despite all your attempts to forget. You remember how loudly you screamed when Jaemin slid inside of you, allowing you to take him inch by inch. Your body almost gave out when he bottomed out, chest heaving in exhaustion. His hands were all over you that night, fingers desperate to hold every part of you. You remember struggling to walk properly the next day, and how shameful you felt walking out of the frat with his cum running down your thighs.

“Why don’t we talk about this in your room?” You timidly ask, becoming more and more aware of how many eyes can see the two of you.

“I like it out here,” he shrugs, fingers inching closer and closer to your cunt. “Everyone can see who you belong to.”

“I don’t belong to you!” You huff, even though it sounds like bullshit in your ears.

He chuckles. “You do. Ever since the first night I claimed you.”

“You didn’t claim me,” you protest, dignity slipping away the higher his fingers climb.

“You don’t remember? I gave you so much of my cum, baby. So much that you were leaking when you left here,” he says in pride. “That made you all mine.”

“W-Wait-“

You whimper when his thumb hooks to your panties, pulling them aside. You quickly look around, checking to see if anyone notices your bare pussy out in this frat party. Some people glance over, whispering to one another.

“Jaemin, people can see us!”

“Then let’s give them a show.”

You throw your head back against the wall when he pushes two fingers inside of you. The squelch of your wetness is unmistakable, and if you were coherent, you would be mortified by the sound.

Jaemin surprises you by kissing you, tongue pushing through your lips roughly. He nearly swallows you whole, fingers curling and scissoring your cunt desperately.

He parts from you only to mutter the dirtiest words you’ll ever hear.

“Look at how you’re fucking dripping for me. You like that everyone can see you like this? You’re making a mess on the floor, baby.” You glance down only to see that he was right, your juices have made a small puddle below you. Your embarrassment multiplies tenfold, squeezing your eyes shut in an attempt to escape it. Jaemin will have none of it, his other hand moving to grip your face so tightly that you open your eyes. “Keep your fucking eyes open and watch everyone talk about how wet your pussy is. I want them to see you fall apart for me.”

You’re certain you hear the whispers getting louder and even see the flash of a camera, but Jaemin makes sure to keep you focused on him.

“Do it, baby. I know you can. I know you just want my fat cock to slide into your little cunt. I’ll give it all to you.”

You shudder at the thought of him stretching you out again, a thought that’s been fueling your late night desires for years. You moan loudly as you squirt around his fingers, wetness covering his lower half and dripping onto the floor.

The frantic flashes of cameras overwhelm you as you come down from your high. You blink blearily, trying to adjust to your blurry vision.

Jaemin smirks before pulling your dress back down, eagerly licking his fingers. He hears a few hollers from his frat brothers, but he ignores them and grabs your hand, guiding you through the crowd and into his bedroom. You barely have any time to comprehend what you had just done, only hearing the click of the lock in Jaemin’s bedroom before you’re being thrown onto his bed.

“God, you’re so fucking pretty,” he clicks his tongue, staring down at you. Your eyes are cloudy from your orgasm, thighs still shaking by the intensity. “Do you think Jeno saw you being a little whore for me? Look at what you did.”

He gestures to his lower half, his slacks completely covered in your juices.

“You’re just a pretty little hole for me to use,” he chuckles, thumb brushing away the tears leaking out the corner of your eyes. “Just as I remember you — tight, wet, and the perfect fit for me. You still want to murder me by fire?”

You hum, not really registering what he was saying. You haven’t orgasmed that hard since the last time you slept with Jaemin, and it makes you feel a little dizzy.

You hear him laugh again. “God, it’s so easy to fuck you dumb. I wonder how many people took videos of you tonight, looking all helpless around my fingers.”

The clinking of his belt fills the room and your body reacts faster than your mind does, hips pushing up in the air to search for some relief on his cock.

“Silly girl. You want my cock so badly, don’t you?”

You nod, giggling and reaching for him. He smiles, taking his clothes off until he’s bare, hovering over you.

You unabashedly moan at the sight of his cock, red tip prodding at your entrance. You would never admit this to him, but no amount of toys could ever satisfy you like Jaemin’s cock has.

“Wanna feel the stretch again?” He teases, slowly pushing in.

It feels just as it did all those years ago, with your cunt struggling to stretch for him and your wetness dripping onto the sheets. He enjoys watching you take him, face contorting at both the pain and the pleasure. When he’s half inside you, he unexpectedly slams into you, taking your breath away.

“Fuck, Jaemin,” you whine breathily.

His fingers find hold on your hips, angling himself before pounding into you. Your head nearly touches the headboard at the force of his thrusts, cock driving you absolutely insane. The sound of his balls slapping against your cunt fills the room, and Jaemin has no doubt a few of his frat brothers are listening outside the door.

He flips you on your stomach before you even realize it, practically mounting you as he slides back in. You swear you can feel every ridge and vein of his cock with how deep he’s hitting inside you. Your heartbeat is in your throat, body quivering at the unforgiving way he’s fucking you.

You’re sobbing at this point, dignity flown out the window as you beg and plead for him.

“Please, Jaemin- Want you so badly, baby. Want all your cum for me, just for me. Please, please, please-“

You cry when his hand suddenly finds your clit, twisting and pinching the nub roughly. You feel Jaemin’s hand tangle into your hair before he’s pushing your face down into his pillow, muffling your cries.

“You’re so fucking loud. I bet everyone at the party is creaming at the thought of me pounding you like this,” he laughs. “You used to hiss at me in the hallways whenever you saw me and now look at you. Back to where you started.”

Your eyes roll to the back of your head as you feel another strong orgasm building in your stomach. The coil grows tighter and tighter until it snaps, and you scream at the intensity of your second orgasm. You hear the squelching grow louder and you realize you squirted again, making everything even messier.

“That’s a good little doll. Ready to be filled up again? Show everyone who’s claimed you?”

You can barely form a single word, only being able to reciprocate in actions. You slowly twist your hips back to meet his thrusts and he chuckles.

“Such a good girl. So trained, so compliant. So easy to use.”

He rams his cock inside your weeping cunt before he spurts, ribbons of his cum coating your insides. He pushes inside a few more times before pulling out, collapsing next to you. Your body is still trembling, his cum trailing down your folds.

You whimper when you finally come to, burying your face in your hands.

“I can’t believe we just did that! I let you finger me in front of everyone! People recorded it!”

He brushes it off. “Yuta and Jaehyun have done a lot worse, trust me.”

You frown, feeling that deep instinct to murder. “You’re a fucking asshole, Na Jaemin. I’m going home.”

Before you can move off the bed, however, you squeak when Jaemin rolls over, completely trapping you underneath him.

“You’re not going anywhere,” he growls. “I haven’t gotten to taste this sweet cunt in years and you’re not ruining my chance now.”

“You don’t even like me,” you hiss, glaring at him.

He laughs. “Baby, I just fucked you into the next century. I wouldn’t do that if I didn’t like you. Don’t worry, I’ll take my share of this pretty little pussy and then you can go back out there and tell Jeno all about it. He always loves my sloppy seconds anyways.”

You’re about to yell at him even further but stop when you see him moving downwards to your cunt, tongue licking a stripe up your slit.

“All mine now, silly girl.”

#nct smut #jaemin smut #jaemin

3K notes · View notes

cinnajun · 2 years

Text

ᵕ̈ ೫˚∗: sun and moon | lhc

summary | your childhood best friend, donghyuck, claims he loves you. given his other friends and who he is as a person, you don’t believe him.

genre | lee haechan x fem!reader, high school seniors! au, childhood best friends to lovers, angst, fluff at the end, hyuck + the rest of 7dream are canonical assholes

warnings | high school parties (i.e. underage drinking)

wc | 6.1k

a/n: got a little carried away w this one, so thanks to the anon who requested it! anywho, i listened to tek it by cafune on repeat while writing this, so if u want a song rec ^^ imagine black haired glimo hc for this one <33 (p.s., if you want to play the game reader describes, this is the link) (p.p.s ignore their high school classes this is fanfic logic)

ft. sungchan, loona’s gowon, le sserafim’s chaewon

IT’S A SATURDAY AFTERNOON, and Donghyuck is laying down on your bed, watching you play whatever stupid video game you were infatuated with now. He didn’t come over often, not since your first year, so there was a slight bit of awkwardness between you two.

Nevertheless, you allow him to lay there, dressed in the tacky cool-guy getup that he seemed to love so much.

Outside, rain poured, and you knew that was the chief reason he was in your bedroom right now. If there wasn’t a flash flood warning, he’d be out and about with Mark Lee, Na Jaemin, and the rest of them, ruining people’s days left and right for the fun of it.

You wanted to consider Donghyuck to be your best friend, still. Given who he was now, the reputation he harbored, and the lack of time spent with one another, you didn’t feel like he was.

“I don’t understand the game,” he said, catching your attention fairly easily. You turned your head, giving him a dirty look for interrupting your flow. “You just look like you’re putting lines and boxes on a screen, but there’s a score.”

“You’re supposed to make paths. You close them off with the little dots,” you mumbled, turning back to your screen. The sound of Donghyuck sliding off your bed and kneel-walking to your side filled your ears but was mostly drowned out by the rain and the sound of the music coming through your speakers.

He stopped his kneel-walk adjacent to you, squinting at the screen. You didn’t slow down or try to explain your moves, simply placing each piece you were given in a way that most made sense.

“I seriously don’t get it. Is there a strategy to this?”

“No.”

“So you just…play for fun?”

“U-huh.”

“Man,” he mumbled, leaning his chin on the edge of your desk. You continued playing, clicking your shapes around into places they most fit, ignoring the way Dongyuck seemed to stare at you, now, rather than the game. “Who’ve you been hanging out with, these days?”

That question struck a chord. Briefly, you remembered the week-and-a-half where you stuck to Donghyuck as he began growing close with his current friends, and how left out you felt through the whole experience. It was, quite possibly, the worst week of your life.

“Sungchan from the grade below, Chaewon, and Gowon,” you replied, wondering if he’d even know who they were. From the way he didn’t respond, you assumed he didn’t, which hurt a little bit. “Uh, Chaewon is—”

“The girl with the short hair. Yeah, Renjun had a bit of a thing for her a while ago,” he cut you off with some unprompted information, which shocked you. If you remembered correctly, Chaewon had a massive crush on him for about a year; the new information made you wonder if he’d pursued her and dropped her the moment he’d found a better target.

“Really? Huh,” you hummed, glancing down at him. You made eye contact for a split second, but you broke it off the moment you realized how intense his stare was.

“So, how do you play this game?”

A small sigh escaped your lips, short in duration yet heavy in weight. You pointed at one of the boxes on the screen, turning to him once again. “You want to put the little circles in the boxes. Using the ‘X’ shapes, parallel lines, and the single lines, you want to connect all the boxes together to make paths. You put the little circles on the end of empty lines, too. You get points depending on how many circles you put in the boxes and how many circled-off paths you make.”

“Yeah, that makes absolutely no sense,” he scoffed. You were glad his attention was on the screen again. A bright flash of light broke through your bedroom windows, followed by a floor-shaking boom shortly thereafter. “You were always smarter than I was.”

“Not a chance. You just never tried hard enough.”

Silence fell between you two, and the only noise in the room turned into soft clicks and the droning of your music. It was nice being able to pretend like he wasn’t there, although you couldn’t help but wonder when you started feeling so…averse towards him. Maybe it was a product of the leftover hurt of his abandonment last year, or maybe it was because of how different his presence was.

When you were little, your mom always called him the sun and you the moon. He was bright and happy, always dressed in vibrant colors and ready to stand up for you whenever anyone did or said anything mean. He loved it when you and your mom took him to the beach, in the same way you loved it when he and his mom took you up into the countryside.

You were opposites as a kid, in the way that you were puzzle pieces that easily fit together. At some point, though, other pieces were added to that puzzle, and you both were torn apart by pieces that just fit better.

“[First]! Donghyuck!” Your mom called, her voice barely comprehensible above the pouring rain and the music. “Dinner!”

You picked up your phone, paused the music, and unplugged your phone from its charger. But, before you could stand up, Donghyuck put a hand on your knee, sending a shiver down your spine. You gave him a look, mentally saying “what the hell?” but he quickly explained himself.

“Can we talk? Just for a second.”

You gave him another look but complied. “One second, Mom!” you yelled, hoping she heard. “Just finishing up a game!”

He pushed himself off the floor, taking a seat on the edge of the bed. You spun around in your desk chair, pulling your knees up to your chest and chewing on the inside of your cheek. He cleared his throat as if he was nervous, which would be surprising given his personality.

You never thought you’d see the day when both you and Donghyuck were nervous to talk to each other.

“You don’t hate me or anything, right?”

You wished you knew the answer to that.

“What? No,” you replied, shaking your head. “Why would I hate you? We just grew apart, it’s not the end of the world. It was bound to happen.”

“Yeah, well,” he mumbled, looking off to the side. There was a pause in his sentence, then he cleared his throat again. “I’m in love with you.”

The whole room seemed to freeze over. You were utterly speechless.

“Pardon?”

“I love you. A lot. Like, love you.”

Letting your mind move faster than your mouth, you replied faster than you would’ve wanted to.

“No, you don’t.”

That seemed to stun him, as his eyes widened and his lips parted ever-so-slightly. You watched as hurt filled his expression, but you couldn’t help but stick with your response. He didn’t move to say anything else, so you stood up, stretching your arms into the air.

“Look, we’re friends and all, but you don’t love me, Hyuck. You can’t love someone when you barely know them.”

Saying that probably hurt you more than it hurt him, but you stood by it nonetheless. “How do I barely know you?” he asked, standing and walking to block your path. “Did I imagine the past fifteen years or something? I practically know everything there is to know about you.”

“I’m not sixteen anymore, dude. We’re practically eighteen. The last time we talked frequently was the end of our first year,” you said, crossing your arms. “If you told me you were in love with me back then, I might’ve believed you. But, as things stand right now, you are not.”

“You’re being ridiculous,” he replied, frowning at you. “A year isn’t going to change everything about you, [First]. I knew you were weird about this, but that’s—that’s just ridiculous. Don’t you realize how ridiculous that is?”

“It’s not very ridiculous when I spent three months wondering if we were even friends anymore. You realize it took you three months to even text me back? You ignored me, pretended like I wasn’t there, and now you expect me to think you’re in love with me? Give me a break.”

“Maybe I ignored you because I was trying to get rid of the part of me that was hopelessly in love with you because I didn’t want to destroy the decade and a half of friendship we’ve built. Ever consider that? I bet not because you’re always so goddamn unreasonable with this. God forbid anyone gets too close, huh? God forbid the one person who knows you best get too close.”

“I let you get close, Donghyuck,” you spat, narrowing your eyes. “I put my whole trust into you, my entire life was you. I was nothing if not yours, and then you threw me to the curb the moment you found better people. I’m not upset about that, it was bound to happen, but—”

“But what?”

“But you didn’t even apologize.”

He scoffed at that, crossing his arms. “Oh my god, it’s not like I told you to fuck off and never talk to me again, did I? Back then even looking at you was difficult, but, for the entire three months, my friends—who you so vehemently hate—kept telling me to reach out. I thought that if you disappeared, if I pretended like I never let my feelings go that far, things would go back to normal, but they didn’t. They still haven’t.”

“Why now, then? Why now, after I already decided that our friendship was pretty much over, huh? Why did you wait? Why not after those three months? Why not any time other than now?”

You side-stepped past him, opening the door to your bedroom and approaching the stairwell. You didn’t hear him follow, but you didn’t care to look back or check what he was doing. Instead, you ran downstairs, cringing when your mom’s face turned into one of confusion.

“Where’s Donghyuck, sweetie?”

“He’ll be down in a second,” you said nonchalantly, assuming your normal seat at the dinner table. “He just needed to deal with something quickly.”

The summer sun beamed down on you and your friends, and you lamented the lack of clouds, or really anything, blocking the sun. You sometimes wondered why you and your friends had decided to eat lunch at the very corner of the school’s soccer field, but, when the weird time between summer and autumn hit, you were sure to remember.

“It’s so god damn hot,” Sungchan panted, flopping onto the grass. The green seemed to cradle him in a way that made him look a bit majestic, even with your ugly uniforms. Chaewon hummed in agreement, shoveling noodles in her mouth; she, like you, always brought lunch from home.

“Where’s Gowon?” you asked, glancing down at him. He put a hand over his eyes, covering the painful gaze of the sun. “Did you see her in the lunch line?”

“She’s not walking over yet?” Sungchan asked, turning his head towards you. Chaewon waved away a fly that was getting too close to his uncovered lunch, mumbling something about how bugs in the summer were always so terrible. “She wasn’t too far behind me in line. I dunno where she would’ve gone.”

“Hm.”

You scanned the field, looking for any sign of her, but she was nowhere to be found. Chaewon turned her whole torso around to look as well, looking for any sign of her. “She might’ve gotten caught up with somebody. I’ll go check, just to make sure.”

She hopped up from the grass, running in the direction of the building’s doors. You looked at Sungchan, who didn’t move at all. “Dude, P.E. wrecked me today. I can barely feel my legs.”

“You wouldn’t have to take P.E. if you had taken a music course.”

“Oh, shut up, not everybody is as perfect and lovely as you, [First],” he huffed, pushing himself off the grass. You reached out and brushed a blade of grass out of his hair, but he didn’t thank you for the gesture at all. “You’re quiet today. Is everything good?”

No, my childhood best friend, who I didn’t think even liked me as a friend anymore, confessed his love for me, you thought.

“Yeah, just a bit tired. We had a big English test today.”

“Gross,” he replied, finally picking up his tray and beginning to eat. “Man, I can’t imagine having to start preparing for my CSATs. Do you ever go home?”

“I don’t study often. I’m gonna study enough to get into a college and get a degree.” You shrugged, taking a bite out of the fruit sandwich your mom had made you after you woke up incredibly late. Suddenly, in the distance, the doors to the school building burst open, revealing Chaewon, who was dragging Gowon behind her. Gowon barely had a steady handle on her lunch tray, keeping it balanced enough that it wouldn’t spill everywhere as they ran.

“Jesus,” Sungchan muttered, taking a bite of whatever they served for lunch that day.

Gowon and Chaewon made it to you both at record speeds, with Chaewon practically sliding into her previous sitting spot. “Dude,” she began, huffing and puffing from the running she did. Gowon practically crumbled onto the floor, taking three big swigs from her water bottle. “What in the world happened between you and Donghyuck?”

“What?”

“I found Gowon, like, surrounded by his little gang as he talked to her. She looked like she was going to faint, but he pretty clearly asked where you were,” she giggled, reaching out and slapping your shoulder. “So? What is it?”

“He told me he was in love with me yesterday.”

Chaewon practically shrieked with joy, to the point where it almost made you feel bad for the outcome of his stark leap. “And? And?”

“I told him that he didn’t love me and that he doesn’t know me very well anymore.”

Gowon choked on her water, covering her mouth and trying not to spit it all out. Instead, she just coughed to the side, barely able to swallow it all down. Sungchan stared at you in complete shock, and Chaewon’s excited face morphed into a sad and confused one.

“Excuse me?” Gowon breathed out. “You what? You, [First] [Last], known for your compassion and kindness, said what?”

“I mean, he doesn’t love me. He loves who he knew a year ago, when we were still attached at the hip and he still wore that stupid yellow bomber jacket that I bought him in middle school,” you sighed, taking another bite of the sandwich. “I’m not—I’m not the same, you know? I like different things, I do different things, and I hang out with different people. He’s not the same either. It wouldn’t…it just wouldn’t work.”

“Bullshit.” Sungchan laughed dryly, giving you a sour look. “You can’t just say that to someone confessing their love to you, no matter how well you know them. I mean, imagine if you worked up the courage to confess to someone and they immediately invalidated your feelings?”

“It’s not like I don’t know that my approach was bad, but it’s the truth. We just aren’t compatible as we are now.”

“But…but weren’t you two…? I mean don’t you still hang out?” Chaewon asked, frowning.

“When he can’t make it to his other friends, yes. Snow days, the flash flood yesterday, when we had that huge dry lightning storm and the power went out. I’m his backup entertainment, and, even when we do hang out, we usually just watch movies in silence or do our own things.”

“I agree with [First].” Gowon nodded, her voice hoarse from the coughing fit she just escaped. “She has a point. I mean, you guys remember what he was like first year…nothing like he is now, y’know?”

“But it was mean to do that,” Chaewon argued, crossing her arms. “You can’t just say stuff like that. You need to apologize, [First].”

“I’ll apologize when I feel like I need to. For now,” you paused, taking a final bite of your sandwich. “I am not going to talk to him about it.”

“[First], don’t be an asshole,” Sungchan replied.

“Oh, I’m the asshole? Shall I recount when he left me in the dust last year? Or when he forgot my birthday and skipped out on my birthday dinner, which both of his parents attended, because he was going to Incheon with Na Jaemin and Lee Jeno? Or when he blew me off every single time I tried to keep our friendship going?” you scoffed, turning towards him. Gowon, who’d been the first person to befriend you after you lost Donghyuck, kept quiet, but she placed a hand on your shoulder in support. “I don’t owe him anything for being a dick, and then deciding he wants to date me. It’s a miracle I even keep him around.”

Chaewon frowned, laying off, but Sungchan didn’t seem to like your answer. Instead, he picked up his tray, pushed himself off the ground, and began a tantrum-ish march to the school building. Nobody tried to stop him.

“I didn’t know,” Chaewon muttered, twiddling her thumbs. “Sorry.”

“No harm, no foul,” you hummed, packing up your lunch box. “Sungchan’ll get over himself.”

Once again, rain poured outside, trapping you and your classmates in your classroom while everyone waited for the principal to announce it was safe to leave. For the most part, it was quiet, with mostly everybody parked at their desk and studying or napping. You were watching some random Japanese drama from 2008, laying your head on a quasi-pillow (your bunched-up sweater) that rested on your desk.

Everyone was tired. Of course they were, as it was a Thursday, and nobody wanted to be at school past 4 pm on a Thursday.

The sound of the classroom door being thrown open seemed to grab everyone's attention. You glanced up, cringing when you saw who was invading your peaceful, little classroom. They instantly caused everyone (who was awake, that is) to start whispering back and forth as if the visitors were the president and his men.

You were lamenting the fact that the boy who sat in front of you wasn't at school today.

Donghyuck pulled the chair in front of you closer to your desk, taking a seat so that he’d be facing you rather than the chalkboard. You didn’t move, trying to focus on the subtitles of your new show. But, it seemed he wasn’t very deterred by your current activity, as he easily plucked your earbud from your ear.

Sighing, you paused your show, pushing yourself up from the uncomfortable position. Your back creaked as you did, causing a few sharp pains to travel up your spine.

“Did you need to bring your entire posse with you? you mumbled suppressing a yawn. He shrugged, leaning his elbow on your desk and putting his head in his hands.

“My birthday’s tomorrow,” he said, glancing down at your little setup before looking back up at you. “I’m having a party tonight, though. I’d like for you to come.”

Last year, you missed his birthday party, simply dropping off a gift with his mother before it began. You remember looking out your window, staring at the lights protruding from his house at the end of the street, the kids in the front yard, and the cars parked down the street. The neighborhood you lived in was a nice one—your house was one your mom inherited, which was the only reason you lived somewhere that nice—so houses were spread out to the point where he could get away with a party.

Plus, neither his mom nor his dad seemed to care what was happening. After you dropped the gift off, you watched them drive off together, and they didn’t seem to return until the next Sunday.

You remember thinking how much you would hate to go to a party like that.

“I’m not really into stuff like that,” you replied. “I’ll drop off your gift again and say hi, or something, but I’d rather not go to a party.”

“What if I said you could lock yourself in my room and hang out there the entire time?”

You scrunched your nose up, thinking about what your mom would do if she saw the party happening again while you lazed around in your bedroom. “No studying, no partying, just useless,” she’d tell you, pinching your cheek. “At least do something.”

“I guess,” you mumbled, looking around to see everybody staring at you. In the doorway stood Huang Renjun and Zhong Chenle, both watching you converse a little too intently.

At your response, a warm smile blossomed on Donghyuck’s face. “Great. See you tonight.”

He pushed himself up from the chair, leaving it where it was rather than tucking it in. He shoved his hands into his pockets, pushing past Renjun and Chenle, who stayed and stared at you for a second more. Chenle said something, but you couldn’t hear what it was; after that, he walked off, Renjun following.

You laid your head back down, putting your earbud back in your ear, but you didn’t go to play your drama. Instead, you sat there, staring at the rain pour, slamming into the window faster than you’d ever seen it go.

You hoped he’d leave you alone after this. Getting over the loss of the person you spent nearly your whole childhood with would be difficult, but you’d muscle through it—you always did.

Chaewon and Gowon sat on your couch, watching you fail at wrapping the gift you’d prepared for Donghyuck. They were dressed casually for the event so that you didn’t feel out of place as you walked in and beelined for the upstairs.

“So, you’re…regifting him something?”

“Yeah,” you mumbled, ripping tape out of the dispenser. “It’s a little keychain he got me two years ago, along with a ring I put on a chain. He likes necklaces…I think. It’ll be a good way to say, ‘let’s not see each other for a while,’ you know?”

You ignored the tugging at your heart and the way your throat seemed to close at the thought, focusing on how best to wrap the small box in a way that didn’t look ugly. Because of your intense focus, you were lost on the way Chaewon and Gowon looked at each other as if they somehow picked up on the way you were feeling.

“You’re sure there’s no way you could be in love with him too, right?” Chaewon suddenly asked, causing you to perk up. You furrowed your brows at that, your heart lurching in your chest at the question. It made you nervous.

“What? No.” You shook your head, placing a final piece of tape on the gift. You held it up and examined the poor wrapping job you did, frowning at it. For a temporary-last gift, it sucked. “Not a chance.”

“Should we go then? It’s 8, we’re already an hour late.”

“Yeah,” you nodded, standing up with the box. “Now or never, I guess. Have you heard from Sungchan?”

“He’s probably there already. Heard he’s friends with Zhong Chenle and never told us,” Gowon said. You looked at her, eyes widened.

“Really? I wasn’t expecting that.”

“Yeah, well, now’s the time for learning, I guess,” she said. The three of you approached the door, slipping on shoes and putting on jackets. The moment you opened the door, you were hit with a blast of wet, hot air.

“I hate summer,” you mumbled, stepping outside. Your friends followed, and, together, you made the small trek to Donghyuck’s house. It was surrounded by cars and kids, and the sound of loud music accompanied by bright lighting filled the air. You were glad you didn’t live in a packed area, because, if you did, you were sure this would’ve gone a lot worse.

You pushed past all the already-drunk people outside, grabbing onto Chaewon’s hand for support. “This doesn’t look like a gift-giving party,” you whispered, to which Chaewon rolled her eyes, squeezing your hand.

“And you’re close to him, so you’re expected to get a gift.”

Gowon opened the door and, instantly, you were hit with the scent of alcohol and sweat, which wasn’t pleasant at all. Donghyuck’s house, having been renovated when you were kids, was the perfect location for a party like this one, with people roaming about and searching for something to do. The music drowned out anything you could hear, so you hoped Gowon would follow as you moved ahead, slipping past several people you knew (and, many people you didn’t).

The stairwell wasn’t far from the door, and you made it easily. Jaemin and Mark were lingering near it, seemingly making sure nobody tried to sneak up there and potentially steal something. You nodded your head at Jaemin the moment you made eye contact, but he didn’t step out of the way.

“I can take the gift,” he half-yelled, holding his hand out. Despite the volume of his voice, you could barely hear him and were a bit confused when he took the box out of your hands. You leaned closer to hear him, but you halfway wished you hadn’t. “Only you’re allowed up.”

You lurched back, looking at Chaewon and Gowon, who both nodded at you reassuringly. Chaewon released your hand, giving you a small smile before linking arms with Gowon. You sighed, running up the stairs as fast as you could. As promised, it was much quieter upstairs—as quiet as it could be given the surroundings—and much emptier. The upstairs looked just as you remembered it looking, with the only difference being a couple of newer pictures placed along the walls.

This felt like your childhood. A bit of nostalgia squeezed your heart as you walked down the hall, staring at pictures of the Lee family that you knew so well. Donghyuck’s parents were beautiful—unsurprising given how beautiful their son was—and that was made known by their wedding pictures, which sat framed at the edge of the hall.

You approached them, examining the bundles of photos they had put up. You remembered the several times you, as a small kid, told Donghyuck’s mother how you wanted to look just like her when she got married, with her gorgeous white gown and veil.

How ironic.

You turned the corner, approaching the final door in that section of the corridor. It was closed, and a small “do not enter!” sign was plastered on it. You blatantly ignored the directions, turning the knob and pushing inside.

His room looked different from the last time you were here.

It was darker, more mature, with more posters and less empty wall space. It looked like the teenage boy's room you’d see on a TV show, especially with the fancy computer and three monitors he had sitting on the desk. You shut the door behind you—it was kind of shocking how his room blocked out all the sound from downstairs—looking around at all he had up.

On his dresser were a few framed pictures, all of which were pictures of you two. The first one was one when you were little, two kids smiling on a playground with no worries in the world, dressed in matching sun and moon outfits. Then, there was a picture of you two at a class performance you had to do in second grade, dressed in tacky outfits that your parents had made together.

The third was a picture of you two in middle school, dressed in your uniforms roaming Lotte World, eating ice cream and laughing at whatever joke was shared between you two. You look back on that day fondly, remembering how much fun you’d had. That was where Donghyuck had gotten the keychain you were gifting back to him.

The final picture was one from your first year of high school. This one was much more robotic than the rest, both of you smiling for the picture and not just to smile. You stood far apart from each other, holding onto your school bags and looking mildly uncomfortable. Your hair was messy from a long day, and there were prevalent bags under Donghyuck’s eyes.

He looked unhappy, in a way. So did you.

Sighing, you approached his bed, taking a seat on the floor and leaning your back against it. You slid your phone from your jacket pocket, scrolling through various notifications you had. Most were from Chaewon, who was using her phone to have her and Gowon communicate with you.

“On an adventure to find a bathroom and lock ourselves insides,” read the first one, along with a couple of random emojis she tacked on.

“Sungchan is all up close and personal with some of Donghyuck’s posse. Who’d have thought they were friends when he’s such a loser lol.”

And, finally, a “Hiding in a non-crowded corner!! Only one bathroom was open, but we will survive by people watching!!”

You typed back a swift response, confirming you were in Donghyuck’s bedroom and feeling quite tired. If you had to guess, this night would end without you seeing Donghyuck at all, and you’d fall asleep on his bedroom floor, only to be woken up by Gowon and Chaewon, who’d snuck upstairs after everyone passed out drunk.

“Gowon here, and I think Donghyuck opened your gift. He doesn’t look pleased, I think. Storming towards the stairs. Fighting!”

Okay, so maybe you spoke too soon. You looked towards the door, wondering what he would have to say to you about it; maybe he’d reject it, giving it back to you and telling you to fuck off, or maybe he’d be reasonable about it, let you talk through things.

Considering the way the door opened, you assumed it to be the former.

Donghyuck practically slammed the door shut behind him, holding up the small white box that you’d put the ring-necklace and keychain in. He stared at you for a second, and you stared back, waiting for him to say something.

“What is this?”

You shrugged, looking at the box. “The sun keychain you got me a few years ago and—”

“The ring you liked to wear all the time in middle school. Yes, I know, I’m aware, but that’s not what I meant.”

You knew what he meant, but you didn’t want to. “Okay, then what did you mean?”

He narrowed his eyes, dropping to the floor in front of you. He stared at you, trying to gauge what exactly you were trying to accomplish by acting clueless. “Why are you giving it back?”

“Because I feel like we need to separate for a bit longer. Like, actually separate this time. Not the not-see-each-other-for-three-weeks routine anymore. A few months without being sun and moon, and just being two different people.”

He put the box down, crossing his legs. Donghyuck didn’t say anything, assuming the same hurt face he had when you told him he didn’t love you. “This is exactly why I never wanted to tell you,” he finally said, letting his head drop to the floor. “One chance your perfect bubble is disrupted and you’ll freak out and shut down.”

Your mouth dropped open, and you were a bit shocked at his response. You had nothing to say, nothing to defend yourself with other than the pitiful look you gave.

“But I’m going to say no to that, [First]. You can’t run every single time something doesn’t go your way. So we either figure this out right here and now, or I don’t think we’ll make it much farther as friends.”

You didn’t want to lose your friendship with him. He was the closest thing to you, the closest person to your secrets, the closest person to your happiness. You were okay with a break for a few months, maybe more, but you did not want to unfriend him for forever.

The way your heart hurt, the way your head spun, the way you found it hard to look him in the eyes and say “but we need this” was taking a toll on you. And, as you went through the motions, a little voice in your head began to say “Maybe you are in love with him, just a little bit. Maybe you have been for a while.”

“I’m sorry for ghosting you last year,” he continued, taking a deep, shaky breath. “I didn’t consider how you would feel and put myself first. I ejected you from a big change in my life, and I just assumed you’d be there to come back to after it was all said and done. You didn’t deserve it.”

You bit your lip in an attempt to keep your emotions squared off and invisible. Even hearing the apology made you want to fall apart, after waiting so long to hear anything of the sort. You remembered how lost you felt without him around, how hurt you felt when you sent text after text and yielded no response.

“Okay, I forgive you.”

It was short, but it got the point across without you bursting into tears at Lee Donghyuck actually apologizing to you. He took another deep breath, closing his hands into a fist.

“One more time, then. [First], I am in love with you.”

You sharply inhaled, looking down at the floor. “Okay. I could be, too. Maybe a little bit.”

It went silent between you, and you refused to look up from the ground. Gently, you reached out and began tracing little drawings on the floor, ones that you visualized in your mind. Saturn, the moon, the stars, the sun, you and Donghyuck, in constant orbit with each other, up in a boundless space you would never reach.

Suddenly, he got onto his knees, causing you to look up. Faster than you would’ve imagined, he shuffled over to you, encasing your face with his hands and pulling you into a soft yet heavy kiss. It left you stunned, but you didn’t seem to mind it that much.

Like the sun, Donghtuck was warm, from the way his hands managed to warm up your already burning cheeks or the way he practically emulated heat, as you felt from the close contact. He tasted like sour lemonade, perfect for a hot, summer day that had you trapped outside for the majority of the day. In a way, he was summer, carefree and bright, ready to ditch all responsibility and run off into the sunset.

When he pulled away from you, he seemed a bit embarrassed, sitting back on his feet and looking off to the side. “Sorry,” he mumbled, clearing his throat. “I didn’t ask if I could do that. Sorry.”

“I…didn’t mind too much,” you responded, looking down at the floor for the white box that held the keychain and the ring necklace. You opened it, picking up the chain and sliding the ring off it. You grabbed his hand, hoping it would at least fit on his pinky (which it did, thankfully). “Happy birthday.”

He looked down, a small scoff escaping his lips. “What, are you proposing? It hasn’t even been a minute, I mean, are you that obsessed with me?”

“Oh, yeah, For sure.” You rolled your eyes, dropping his hand so you could leave a small punch on his shoulder. “Let’s date, Lee Donghyuck.”

He repeated your idea with a high-pitched, mocking voice, and you could tell he was incredibly embarrassed. It made you giggle, and flick his forehead, to which he lurched back and gave you an incredulous look.

“Get over yourself.”

“If I do, will you take the keychain back?”

“Oh, shut up, loser.”

thank you for reading!

#cinna.nct #nct dream angst #nct dream fluff #nct dream x reader #nct dream scenario #nct dream imagine #nct 127 x reader #haechan x reader #lee haechan x reader #donghyuck x reader #lee donghyuck x reader #nct dream au #nct x reader #nct fluff #nct angst #nct scenarios #req

2K notes · View notes

keurimi · 2 years

Text

dating 7dream

mark lee . . 이마크

him purposely buying oversized hoodies so you can share. writing songs with you and for you. you hanging out with his members in the dorm if the two of you are too lazy or too busy to go out. being his inspiration, and him being your motivation. cracking jokes and laughing out loud despite the looks others give you. you listening and responding to his rants even if his words don’t make any sense. he believes you’re the only person he can trust, and you swear to never break that said trust. wears your initials around his neck to keep you close to him, especially during tours & schedules when he’s away.

huang renjun . . 황런쥔

drawing portraits of each other, and him hanging your artwork on the fridge even if you think it looks bad. the two of you taking pottery classes for fun. watching romantic comedies during late nights, and end up sleeping on the couch with your bodies pressed together. good morning texts whenever he leaves for work earlier than you. sharing annotated books with each other (bonus: he writes little love notes for you on the front page of the novel he just bought). you being the only person he can never get angry at. heart to heart talks over warm cups of tea during the afternoon.

lee jeno . . 이제노

forcing you to workout with him – but you end up watching him instead. plants cheek kisses on you everytime he gets the chance. video calls during his free time at work. hands on you at all times. you giving him back hugs whenever he does the dishes. sticking beside each other during events such as birthday parties. you being his favorite video game playmate even if you’re bad at gaming. introducing each other as ‘my husband’ & ‘my wife’ to grocery store cashiers. him riding his bike near han river with you sitting behind him. dates in amusement parks & sharing snacks as you walk around. napping together with your arms wrapped around his body.

lee haechan . . 이해찬

spontaneous duets as the two of you do chores around the apartment. wearing his shirts and him constantly gushing over you for it. him singing to you before you sleep. pecking his lips to shut him up whenever he talks too much. you being the only person he can never tease a lot because he loves you too much. going on fancy dates with mark tagging along (“he’s like our pet”, he once said). hanging out with his mom & siblings and them calling you as their future in-law. visiting him at work and giving him homecooked box lunches. kissing your knuckles to calm him down whenever he’s nervous.

na jaemin . . 나재민

dates in puppy cafes, nature parks, and zoos. the two of you adopting a puppy or a kitten together as “practice” for when you have kids. him never failing to tell you he loves you. him sending you postcards with photos of sceneries personally taken by him when he’s away on tour. slow dances in the kitchen at 3am. sharing a cup of iced coffee together with two straws just to spite the dreamies. playing board games together during the weekend – and him asking for a kiss as a reward whenever he wins. him buying a candy pop ring as ‘alternative’ for an engagement ring (but he actually bought a real one as a surprise for when the time comes).

zhong chenle . . 종천러

hanging out at his house with his mom even if he’s not around. being welcomed by his family. co-parenting daegal & him getting jealous over the said dog whenever you smother her with love. giving and receiving gifts as your and his love languages. watching american sitcoms together during his breaks (but you both just end up watching friends again and again). going grocery shopping together. asks you to live in with him in his new house because he can’t bear to see you go home after hanging out with him.

park jisung . . 박지성

movie marathons that end at 5am with you cuddled up to him. slow dancing in the kitchen with the hum of the refrigerator as your background music. listening to customized spotify playlists together by sharing earbuds. him lying his head on your lap whenever he gets the chance. forces you to call him ‘oppa’ even if you’re the same age as him. loves staring at you as you do the most mundane things. wearing matching clothes and accessories such as promise rings, flannel shirts, and hoodies. late night convenience store trips. him cooking his best ramen recipe for you. you as the person he is most comfortable with showing his vulnerable side.

i got carried away w/ jisung’s . .

reposting since tumblr’s a bitch & kept shadowbanning me. also been a while since i posted (& this was supposed to be for 7dream’s anniv. . yikes). sry abt that! feel free to hmu w requests or if u just wnna chat or smth hehe luv u guys always <3

1K notes · View notes

pagayos · 1 year

Text

nct dream as : boyfriends

authors note 💬 : hello, this post will be written in lowercase only , and i'm trying different styles since i want to know what's suits me best !

MARK LEE : taste the love

cooking with your boyfriend mark during weekends is way of both of you hanging with each other, see mark isn't really a big fan of cooking but when he's doing it with you, he finds it fun and amusing.

you were peacefully washing the vegetables that you're going to use to make a salad for later, when you suddenly heared someone sniffled.

you looked at your boyfriend's direction and was immediately greeted by a teary eyed mark.

"i don't know if i should coo or be concerned" you teased, now both of arms are crossed to each other.

"okay now you're making fun of me" mark stopped dicing the onions and went to wipe his tears with his bare hands, which was a bad idea.

"AGHHH! IT BURNS OH MY EYE" the male shouted from the sudden sensation which made you worried, so you immediately went to the freezer and grabbed an ice cube to rub it in his burning eye.

mark isn't a big fan of cooking and you know it, but you sure give him credit for trying and putting an effort while doing it!

HAECHAN LEE : uno to my heart

silence fills your shared apartment as you and boyfriend sits on the living room's wooden floor, the sound that can only be heard was a ticking from a duck wall clock you got him from your 3rd anniversary.

"uno!" you excitedly said, as you only have one card left in your hand. finally after three games you're going to win against the and only haechan lee.

"i don't think so" the male sitting across you squinted his eyes before he drops a block card, then another block card.

"no ─ haechan, no" you dramatically pleaded, covering your mouth with your free hand while shaking your head finally noticing what he was doing, you once again fell into his trap.

"it has to be done love, i have no choice" he jokingly cried as he drops a 4+ card, then another until he only has one card just like you had before.

"BOOM! I WIN, AGAIN" haechan stood up from where he' siting celebrating his fourth time winning while you're there in utter disbelief.

haechan loves playing games he's well aware of that, but there's one thing for sure and that is he will never play with your heart.

LEE JENO : one purrfect life !

it's a sunny saturday morning, you just finished eating breakfast and now you're drinking your favorite beverage which is coffee.

today was oddly quiet well because jeno went out an hour ago, the male said he has an emergency to attend too. you tried to come with him but Jeno declined so now you're here, alone in your apartment.

you were bored extremely bored, so you decided to watch the morning news in the television. to be honest with yourself, you never thought you'd be like those adults who watches tv while standing with their arms on their hips, but here you are doing the same thing.

adulting is really something.

you were focused on watching the weather caster when suddenly jeno burst into the apartment, which made a loud noise and made you look at his direction.

"jeno that sur ─ oh hell no!" stunned to what you're seeing, you boyfriend for almost two years just bought a cat into your home.

"oh c'mon honey, look at him he's cute. he can be our son we'll name him nono!" jeno gave you his puppy smile, knowing you damn well you can't handle it and plus nono is in your home why not just adopt him.

a month later 𔘓

"oh yes who's mama's baby, it's youuu" you cood, while carrying a freshly bath nono. for a cat he's really gentle, maybe the cats weren't the problems after all, it's how the owners treats them.

Jeno looked at you with his arms crossed while sitting in the couch, the male can't believe he's jealous over a cat he bought home.

NA JAEMIN : i love you, boo!

three days ago you and jaemin went out to do some grocery shopping for your apartment, everything is going well nothing bad seems to happen that day. well until your boyfriend decided to go to a toy store to buy something.

you didn't really think much of it, assuming that the toy box he brought was for his neice. and now a two days later you're here stuck in uncomfortable position, while his little brother jisung is watching the both you.

"okay um, jaemin right hand blue!" jisung looked up from the small paper with an arrow to watch his brother put his right hand on the blue circle.

"alright um, guys why are you playing twister? there's has to be a reason" jisung asked out of curiosity, it's impossible for you to play this type of games without his brother bribing you.

it started three days ago.

"yeah no, i'm not playing that jaemin. i'd rather drink your 8 shots of expresso" you casually said while scrolling to your ig feed, but of course jaemin knows your weakness, my melody yume yami plush doll.

"if you win i'll give you the my melody yume yami plush" as soon as you heared those words leave his mouth, a war between you two was declared.

And now the both of you are here, playing the twister game. no one seems to have given up, you and jaemin might be the polarr opposite but there's one thing that you guys have in common and that is both of you are competitive.

"boo, you know i love you right? but i am not losing that my melody plushie" you were determined, you've been finding that plushie for almost a year and there's no way you're not getting it today, it's now or never.

jaemin saw the determination in your face, it made him smile even though he's in an uncomfortable situation. so he decided to give up reasoning that his body is starting to ache.

win or lose your boyfriend jaemin is still going to give it to you anyways, he just wanted to try the game twister and tease the living hell out of you.

end ─

1K notes · View notes

jenosbigtoe · 6 months

Text

mdni. nsfw 18+

pairing: lee jeno x reader x na jaemin

warnings: everyone here is a freak, recording of sexual activities, unprotected sex, blowjobs, backshots

jeno and jaemin love sluts. absolutely fucking loooovveee sluts. especially the dumb ones, the slutty bimbos that don’t know anything but dick.

when jeno showed up wearing an “i ❤️ sluts” shirt to a hangout with the guys, jaemin got a matching “i ❤️ sluts more” shirt to wear with him.

and when you strutted in front of them so obliviously, wearing the shortest pink plaid mini skirt they’d ever seen with a glorified little crop top (it was really just a little piece of tight fabric stretched over your tits) that had your red lacy bra peeking through, they knew they had to have you.

they gave each other a silent look of communication as you had your back turned and played 3 rounds of rock paper scissors without saying a word. jeno won best 2 out of 3, making jaemin curse and punch the air. jeno smirked and walked over to you, pressing a hand to the small of your back and whispering lowly into your ear.

“hey, sweet cheeks. haven’t seen you around here before,” he flirted.

you turned to face whomever had just put his hands on you, feeling hot in the face when you saw that it was one of sexiest men you had ever seen. “uh-“ you rubbed your legs together, which jeno did not miss.

“name’s jeno. what’s your name, baby?” his face was so close to yours that you could count the eyelashes on his eyes.

“y-y/n,” you stuttered. “what are you-“

he shushed you. “y/n, how about you let me take you out sometime, hm?”

he was giving you backshots later that night, recording himself clapping your cheeks on snapchat to send to jaemin. you had fat tears streaming down your face, leaving a trail of messy black mascara. the lewd sounds of skin slapping against skin and wet squelching filled the room, along with repetitive creaks of the bed and your loud sobs of pleasure.

“f-fuck!! jeno please harder! more more more!” you cried out, gripping the sheets of his bed tightly with balled up fists. his hips were pounding into you at such a fast and deep rate, heaving balls slapping against your clit, leaving your mind a fuzzy and jumbled mess.

jeno held your squirming hips flush to his body using his insane strength. “fucking slut. you like that huh?” he gave a particularly hard thrust that had him bottoming out inside your cunt. “you like getting fucked like this by a guy you just met, huh?”

you were too fucked out to give a response. your drooling cunt leaked and spasmed around jeno’s insanely thick and veiny cock, causing him to groan and smack your ass.

all these videos jeno sent to jaemin had him feeling major fomo. he knew you were a fucking slut that gave it up easy, so you wouldn’t mind taking one more cock tonight, huh?

he let himself into jeno’s apartment, stripped himself of all his clothes, and entered jeno’s bedroom unannounced. he stroked his hard cock at the lewd sight of jeno fucking you like a madman from behind, while you were left sobbing and could barely keep your eyes open. jeno was the first to notice the uninvited visitor and smirked at him.

“got tired of seeing it through the screen and wanted a taste of the real thing huh?” jeno leaned over and grabbed your face to make you look at his best friend. “y/n this is jaemin, my best friend. you wanna show him how good this pussy is?”

you were too fucked out to even register what was going on, why there was some stranger watching as you were getting your back blown out and wanting to join in. so you just nodded your head dumbly and let jeno’s thrusts take over your mind and body.

“god she’s such a slut. okay with anything as long as she gets cock, huh?” jaemin groaned, tilting his head back and giving his cock a few hard pumps before crawling on the bed.

he positioned himself right in front of your mouth, which was hanging open dumbly from how hard you were getting fucked from behind.

“open wide, sweetheart,” he smacked your face with his cock a few times before rubbing the tip on your lips. “i’ve already missed out on so much of the fun.”

yeah, jeno and jaemin love sluts and you were their new favorite toy to play with.

#nct dream smut #nct smut #nct dream x reader #nct x reader #nct dream #jeno smut #jeno #jeno x reader #lee jeno #na jaemin x reader #na jaemin #jaemin x reader #jaemin smut #jaemin

2K notes · View notes

Last Seen Blogs

castlecovevilla

Castle Cove Villa

misu-yamaneko

Misu Yamaneko

bensommerrevelation

Ben "Bladdi" Sommer - Punkrock, London/Friedenfels

llamaflu

llama flu

mi-sheng

Incomplete life