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injoontz · 11 days

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♡ :: nct dream as taylor swift reputation songs ↳ just a silly song analysis of nct dream in a relationship

🤍 — MARK LEE ! !

[ DON'T BLAME ME ] i feel like mark is the type of person to have unconditional love. "don't blame me" is a song about unapologetic love and uses a mix of addition and religion to emphasize how this love has driven the person to extreme lengths. i feel like for mark even though he is a religious person when he loves someone, he will do so unconditionally, even to the point where the person comes before his own religion, because he cares and loves for this person more than anything.

🤍 — HUANG RENJUN ! !

[ DANCING WITH OUR HANDS TIED ] something compels me to put renjun and "dancing with our hands tied" together. im not sure what, but i have always associated renjun with the hesitant type of love. he is the type of person to be so in love but also scared of the public eye. he would want to keep his relationship a secret from the world to protect not just himself but also his significant other. "dancing with our hands tied" is a song that speaks about a relationship that feels lost due to outside pressure and, for some reason, i can see renjun either fighting for his relationship against the public or succumbing to the pressure and ending everything.

🤍 — LEE JENO ! !

[ DELICATE ] this song is about confessing to the person you like and the beginning stages of a relationship. the person would have been so amoured by their relationship that they would be worried about bringing his significant other into the eye of the public and putting stress on them rather than the public opinion about himself. instead, jeno would focus entirely on making sure that the relationship was heading in the right direction. he would be worried about the public eye but not as much as his relationship. knowing his reputation as an idol, he would be scared to offend his significant other and would be scared about how the public would perceive her so he would do anything and everything in his power to protect their new relationship.

🤍 — LEE HAECHAN ! !

[ SO ITS GOES… ] i feel like so it goes is a bit of a dark mysterious song. the idea of meeting a person in the dark despite the fact that the two people are both famous. he's someone who can make everyone else disappear, and he helps her feel at ease. however, he is also someone that makes her feel excited and slightly caged. she looses herself in a relationship with him because of how strong her feelings are. i feel like in terms of haechan, he would be dominant in a relationship like this person, and he would continue to give and then take more than he's giving, but because of how he makes his partner feel she wouldn't leave him. so he will continue to take and take from her and only give her back minimally, just enough to keep her around, but he really cares more about his reputation than he could admit. so he will put his career before her.

🤍 — NA JAEMIN ! !

[ GORGEOUS ] yeah yeah, a bit stereotypical. oh my god, na jaemin as "gorgeous", of he is. but let me explain. i feel like when it comes to jaemin this song really emphasizes how someone may feel when faced with feelings for him. jaemin is a very attractive person, for this reason alone he is already an intimidating person to catch feelings for. for this reason, i feel like "gorgeous" is the perfect song. gorgeous speaks from the female's point of view about how she has fallen for this guy who is just so gorgeous she doesn't know how to act. instead of complimenting him and hitting on him properly, she will make fun of him but still wants him to realize that it's actually a compliment. she can't quite control herself and she wants him to know that it's his fault. i feel like jaemin would be oblivious to this at first, but once he realizes all her teasing is due to his looks he would immediately become smirky and sly and tease her back.

🤍 — ZHONG CHENLE ! !

[ KING OF MY HEART ] when it comes to chenle, he will almost always be fully committed to a relationship. i feel like chenle wouldn't go into a relationship knowing that he had hesitations and wasn't sure of his feelings. he would only commit himself to a relationship when he was certain about his feelings. but once he's tested the waters and finally realizes he loves his partner, he would fully commit, and it would be unexpected for him or take him off guard. once he realized he loved his partner, he wouldn't hide anything from her, all the bad and good aspects he would want to show her and he wouldn't want to ever let her go. he would prove that he loves his partner.

🤍 — PARK JISUNG ! !

[ NEW YEARS DAY ] it was actually really hard for me to pick a song for jisung. but i eventually came to this one. "new years day" has such powerful lyrics that bring about a strong feeling of loyalty and connection. i feel like with jisung once he has fallen in love he will never let go, he will hold onto all the memories that he's had with his significant other and cherish them with all his heart. the idea of the song is that the true lovers would stay with you and help you pick up trash after a messy party. i like to think of this as like even in tough messy times, jisung will always stay loyal to you and stay by yourself whether it's hard or there are mistakes made. he's loyal and committed, and it's a healthy, sweet relationship between jisung and his partner.

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rcsejunie · 2 years

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afar; na jaemin

in which two people, destined at its cruelest, still has to fight the world for them to simply love each other.

pairing—jaemin x fem!oc

genre—social media au, angst, fluff, idol!jaemin, staff!oc, stylist!oc, friends to lovers to ex to ?

warnings—FICTIONALIZED version of jaemin and other nct members, language (swearing), alcohol mention and usage. (again, this is work of fiction everyone!!)

summary—in 2019, kang dami, was lucky enough to be given a spot as a stylist intern at sm entertainment. shadowing multiple stylists before officially becoming a full time staff member in 2020 and started working mainly to be NCT Dream’s stylists. a story about an idol and a staff member sharing intimate temporary moments together. at the end, they both lost the war.

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other smau – Jisung; Cross The Line | Haechan; Just us | Mark; Mistaken Fate.

[note! i was inspired by @najaemism ‘s episode series and wanted to create an smau fic after reading heart can’t lose!everyone go check heart can’t lose ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ]

#afarnjm #jaemin #najaemin #jaeminna #jaemin imagine #jaemin fic #smau #nct scenario #nct smau #social media au #nct social media au #jaemin smau #nct dream headcanons #nct #nct dream #nct dream imagine #nct imagine #na jaemin #na jaemin imagine

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flourjaemin · 6 months

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me in a nutshell:

#na jaemin #jaemin thoughts #nct jaemin #jaemin #jaemin cute #nct #kpopmoots #kpop thoughts #nctzen #delulu #nct dream #NAJAEMIN #ILOVEHIM #❤️

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tacosandbitch · 6 months

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since when did jaemin get THAT buff 😃😃 omg....

#jaemin #nct #najaemin

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sktchno782 · 1 year

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NA JAEMIN NCT DREAM TDS2 in BERLIN

#art #artists on tumblr #Illustration #artph #nct #nct dream #nctdream #jaemin #najaemin #na jaemin #nct jaemin #fanart #nct fanart #digital art #monochrome #smoulder

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90sheczan · 1 year

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malibu nights

The sound of the rain slightly tapping the windows mixed in with the aggressive clicking of the keyboard. The only source of light in the room was his computer screen, a combination of different colors flashing as he was immersed in some shooting game. His hands glued to the keyboard, occasionally letting it go to take a sip from the fifth redbull of the night. After the third lost game in a row, defeated and frustrated, he decided to take a break. As he took a glance at the window, he wondered whether the gloomy November weather was the source of his equally gloomy mood, or if it was the occurrence that took place two weeks ago. It was almost 1 am. Even though it was completely dark outside, the streetlamps along the alley casted faint glimmers of light on the nearby alley that led into the main street. At the weekends, the alley is usually occupied by drunk students who either were walking or rather trying to walk, home or were only starting their night. However, now, there was no living soul outside. There were only a couple of lights turned on in the windows of the neighbouring apartment buildings. The leaves have long gone abandoned the tree branches.

He took a glance at his phone. It was laying on his nightstand ever since he woke up. Throughout the whole day, he didn’t touch his phone once. One could only imagine how many phone calls he has gotten from Mark or messages from his worried friends. In fact, he never wanted to make them worried. He just needed space, but he was never good at opening up and telling everyone how he felt. Instead, he just chooses to ignore everyone and then come up with a stupid excuse. He didn't like to be vulnerable in front of his friends. He was the one that always lit up the room. There was no way he could ever feel sad. He could not let that happen, or at least show it. But deep down in his heart, he knew the exact reason why he didn’t pick up his phone. He didn’t want to face reality. Not yet, at least. He didn’t want to pick up the phone and see countless messages from everyone but you. He didn't want to see that. He knew that another piece of his heart would break off and disappear into the darkness.

In the end, curiosity got the best of him. Haechan stood lazily up from his chair. Slowly walking towards the nightstand stretching his back after who knows how many hours of gaming. He stopped in front of it and stared at the phone that was laying screen side down. He was hesitant but ultimately decided to pick it up. The screen lit up. 15 phone calls from Mark, 54 messages in the group chat, he mumbled to himself as he kept scrolling through a day worth of notifications. Once he came to the bottom of the list of notifications, or basically a spam of his friends trying to reach him, there was nothing left. He felt empty, like a piece of him was missing. Haechan started to gradually feel the regret creeping up his back. Why did I even bother? What was I even expecting?

He grabbed his car keys, put on that brown sweatshirt that you loved so much, and walked out of the apartment. At first, he thought that he didn't know where he was heading, but it definitely was somewhere. The same somewhere you loved so much. After a couple of minutes filled with silence, he reached his destination. It was a small parking lot which was somewhat hidden in the middle of nowhere on the side of a mountain. The two of you found it randomly when you got lost on the way to a well-known viewpoint. You and Haechan both agreed that the accidentally found location was way better than the tourist attraction you were heading to. Getting out of the car, a faded smile appeared on his face remembering the memory. You screaming at him for taking the wrong turn, while he was arguing that he was indeed going the right way. He sat on a bench that was located a couple of meters from his car, right at the perfect spot in between the trees where one could see the whole city. The lights of the thousands of buildings were truly mesmerizing at night. He loved this view. Now a little less, since you weren’t there with him this time.

After a couple of minutes of sitting on the bench, Haechan realized how quiet and peaceful it was. He closed his eyes, and tilted his head backwards, taking deep breaths of the fresh air. He found it quite nice, almost relaxing. That’s something he hasn’t experienced for the past couple of weeks. And now in complete silence, heavy thoughts that pile up when it gets late put him in a fragile state. He knew coming here was not a good idea, but he needed to go outside. Touch some grass as Renjun comments sometimes when Haechan has been by his computer playing video games for too long. But at least it occupied his mind. Instead, he was left with his thoughts, which left him no choice but to replay the moments from the day he saw you last time. With every replayed scene, his heart was aching even more. What do you do with a broken heart?, he thought to himself. He was left alone, dealing with it on his own.

Haechan did not think through his little journey, because after not even 30 minutes he started freezing. For a moment he thought that his nose would freeze and fall off, and he decided to back to his car. After warming up he started driving towards the city. I wish I wasn’t going home. The streets were almost empty. He didn’t want to go home. For a second he wanted to call Mark. He just wanted to call someone. For the past few days, he’s been sitting at home alone, barely leaving his apartment. He only did so when he needed to get food. He didn’t want to go back and continue rotting in it. He didn’t want to hold on for another night. Nothing seemed to heal his mind.

After driving in circles under street lights, he ended up parking right by the small convenience store that he and Mark go to whenever they want to grab a quick snack for their sleepover. He locked the car, shoved the keys into his pocket, and pulled his hood over his head. As he entered the convenience store, the little bell above the door rang signalizing a new customer. The girl at the counter greeted him incuriously and continued typing on her phone. Haechan grabbed a few of Mark’s favorite snacks, paid for them and headed over to his apartment. Even though it was only a three-minute walk, his nose and cheeks became bright red from the cold air... again. He climbed the 5th floor reluctantly cursing at Mark for living in an apartment complex with no elevator. When he finally made it to Mark's door, he hesitated. It was 2:43. Was Mark asleep? More importantly, were Mark’s roommates asleep? He didn’t want to get scolded by Johnny once again for making an unplanned visit in the middle of the night. Haechan chose Mark’s number. After a couple of dial tones, his best friend picked up and soon after he was let inside. Mark immediately knew something was wrong by the look on Haechan's face. Puffy red eyelids and a faded smile, instead of jumping into Mark's arms, were what exposed him. Haechan handed over the snacks to Mark and followed him to his room. That night, Mark could swear he has never seen his best friends produce so many tears, he didn't even know it was possible.

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mkjeong · 2 years

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Fallin’ all in you - JJH

PROLOGUE - The second the door burst open, my eyes landed on him. The memories played smoothly like a song I’ve played many times before even after 8 years of trying to break that record, here we are sitting face to face like we used to back on that very rooftop. Only, now his eyes are void of emotions. Unlike the warmth of comfort we once shared, we’re strangers again.

Pairing/Characters - Jaehyun x Dayeon (oc fem reader), Jaemin x Si-eun (oc fem reader)

Genre/Category - angst, romance, enemies to lovers, enemies to lovers to enemies to lovers, exes to lover, rekindled romance, ceo!jaehyun, ceo!jaemin, mentions of mingyu, highschool to working

Content Warning - strong language, slightly implied 🔞 but nothing much, mentions of heartbreak

Status - on-going

(posted on wattpad as well)

Masterlist

1: THE NEW GIRL

2: ROOFTOP ENCOUNTER

3: SHARED KIMBAP

4: LATE NIGHT DELIVERY

5: PERHAPS A START TO SOMETHING NEW

6: DOOMS PROJECT

7: THE BEGINNING

8: MISSION IMPOSSIBLE

#nct 127 #jaehyun #jungjaehyun #jeong jaehyun #najaemin #jaemin #nct #nctdream #jungyuno #nct imagines #nct scenarios #jaehyun au #jaehyun series #jaehyun x reader #jaemin x reader #jaehyun x female reader #jaemin x female reader

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cherrygyusworld · 2 years

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[7:29 pm] (n. jm)

cherrygyusworld

please don’t copy or rewrite/post as your own. none of the following images are mine; copyright goes to owner! if you’d like to take this idea and use it, that’s fine, but I’d ask that you don’t make the scenario exactly the same and use a different layout. enjoy!

summary | you’re mentally exhausted of dating jaemin, but he just can’t seem to accept the fact that you two need to let go of each other.

category | nonidol!au, angst, sad, breakup!au

warnings | breakup, mentions of cheating, crying, broken promises, leaving, arguments

word count | 960

pairing | njm x fem reader

You sighed as you folded away the last of your clothes, staring into the empty wooden bottom of the closet drawer. You and Jaemin had build it yourselves the moment you'd decided to move in together. It was a huge step, but at the time, you couldn't have been happier.

Now, the emotions were dull and barely alive. It felt like your relationship was broken, almost suffocating. You didn't know when it began to fall apart. All you knew was that one day, the spark was just lost. Maybe it was when he decided to start going out more often and hitting on other girls. Maybe it was when you had accepted a promotion, causing you to be out of the house more often. Maybe it was just because you two weren't meant for each other at all.

You'd tried numerous times to leave. But in the end, it just wasn't possible.

The familiar sound of distant footsteps and jangling keys grew closer to your apartment door. Closing your eyes softly, you felt tired of the upcoming argument already. Jaemin was stubborn and would never agree to simply let you go, but it was the only option left. You bent down, heart heavy, and zipped up the suitcase.

"Y/n, I'm home!" Jaemin's sweet voice filled your ears, sing-songy and happy. Was he truly happy, though? You shook your head out of your thoughts just as the bedroom door opened and Jaemin walked in with a marvelous smile. His eyes first went to you, looking distraught, and then down at the bags and the messy floor. His smile dropped.

"W-What are you doing, baby?" He hurriedly walked into the room, eyes already glossy. He looked down at the suitcase. "Y/n?"

"I'm leaving." You whispered, voice hoarse.

Jaemin shook his head, tears dripping down his cheeks. "No, no you're not." He muttered to himself, and quickly took the suitcase and shoved it into the corner of the closet. He scooped up all the remaining clothes off the floor and threw them on the bed, then shut the door immediately, as though you were going to bolt off into the distance while he was distracted.

You let out a burdened sigh. "Jaemin, we can't do this anymore. I'm tired of all of it." You said, rubbing your eyes.

Jaemin shook his head even more furiously, only keeping his teary eyes on you. He walked to the door and stood in front of it, arms spread out. "You can't leave. No. We're meant to be with each other, remember?"

You started to silently cry, remembering all the broken promises he'd made. How he would stay by your side forever, take your hand in marriage someday. How beautiful your family would look, how people would stare at you two enviously. You were tempted to run into his arms and just stay there forever, but those thoughts died when reality hit you again.

How you two had stayed up late at night on each side of the bed, facing the other direction and feeling uneasy. Knowing that he was texting another chick as he smiled to himself giddily in the living room, or how he made up quick excuses about hanging out with the boys to walk out. Arguing for hours when you two were together, not knowing the last time you'd peacefully and lovingly gone out on a date with him. You'd had your fair shares of beautiful memories, yes, but it was simply time to move on.

Jaemin, on the other hand, couldn't seem to understand. He desperately took your hands, looking into your hollow eyes. "Y/n, remember that time when we first met? You looked so pretty in your white shirt and jeans, but I accidentally spilled coffee all over you. And we met again later at the hospital, and I had no idea you worked there. We began to hang out more, and a few days after your college graduation, I asked you to be my girlfriend under our oak tree in the park."

That oak tree had died a week ago, too old and beaten down to hold on any longer. Just like your love.

Jaemin didn't let go of your hands. "Remember when we went on our first official date? The carnival. You said you wanted your first date to be special, not some boring movie dinner date thing. And afterwards, you said it was the best thing you'd ever been to. I had sugar all over my face and you even convinced me to buy you strawberry cake." You couldn't meet his eyes.

"Y-Y/n, remember when you met my parents for the first time? They loved you--they still do. They were impressed that you were all alone by yourself with barely any family, yet struggling and making a living off of working numerous jobs a-and doing well as a medical trainee. They were so supportive and so happy when you made it through."

You slowly looked into his eyes, about to start breaking down. Jaemin, shook his head, pleading. "Y/n, remember how much I love you? I'll stay by your side forever. I promise. I'll do whatever you ask of me. Please. I need you."

But Jaemin just stared into your eyes, heart sinking as he saw how bleakly they stared back into his. Hollow, emotionless, faded and worn out. You were gone. You'd given up on him.

Jaemin collapsed to the ground, shaking with quiet sobs. He knew. He knew that he'd messed up and it was time for him to let go.

The only thing he heard was the soft cry you let out before covering your mouth, then the heavy footsteps walking out the door, followed by the sad rolling of suitcase wheels.

You were gone.

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gladiolustnjm · 2 years

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my love, you are my sun, my moon, and all my stars

#jaemin #najaemin #nctdream #nct

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jigeuminunbich · 22 days

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ik he’s just some guy BUT nghghhbgg he’s MY just some guy

#he looks like a bread loaf im gonna be sick #najaemin #mads’ minddump

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injoontz · 2 months

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𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐝 ━ 𝐧.𝐣𝐦 & 𝐡.𝐫𝐣

pairing. na jaemin x fem!oc x huang renjun starring. na jaemin, seo iseol (oc) featuring. huang renjun genre. vampire au // love triangle warnings. alcohol, smoking, making out, feeding word count. 1.9k

synopsis. in which iseul wants to get back at huang renjun ↳ jaemin!vampire x oc!human x renjun!vampire

Iseul leaned back onto the couch as her heavy body finally gave in to the weed. The couch sunk perfectly under her, easing her body and baiting her to close her eyes to sleep. Despite that, she wanted to stay awake and relish in the lightweight feeling she got from being high.

She felt like she was present at the party but also found herself staring off dreamily into the rowdy bodies. The music boomed through the whole house but it only added to the relaxing feeling Iseul felt.

The coach sunk as someone sat down next to her and she felt their arm drop over her shoulder.

Methodically, Iseul looked over with relaxed eyes to see Jaemin smiling brightly at her.

“You look high as fuck,” he laughed.

Iseul smiled gently, “How have you been?” she leaned in a bit, the soft feeling of his shirt contrasting with his hard body. She could feel his muscles tense and relax whenever he moved.

“I was just with Garam,” Jaemin said, pointing across the living room to a girl that was dancing freely. “She was nice, not really my type though.”

Iseul hummed, her eyes leaving Jaemin and drifting across the party.

“How so?” she asked as her eyes fell on a couple. She quickly forced her eyes to look away.

“She said that she likes me,” Jaemin replied easily, “But she said it was because I was attractive because I was a vampire,”

“And you didn’t like that,” Iseul finished for him, “Because Na Jaemin doesn’t care about silly things like appearance,” she turned and flashed a bright smile at him.

Jaemin’s eyes widened a bit at the pretty girl resting on him. He let out a light chuckle, “I care about appearances, but I don’t think that’s why you should like someone,”

“Ugh, you’re too sober,” Iseul complained and passed him the cup in her hand, “Here, I don’t feel like drinking tonight,”

Jaemin took her cup and tipped the content back. Immediately he grimaced as the bitter alcohol burned his throat, “Fucking hate alcohol,” he grumbled.

“You still drank it,” Iseul pointed out, her head suddenly feeling heavy and dropping onto Jaemin. The sedating feeling Iseul felt from being high took over her whole body. Jaemin’s warm body baited her in and she pushed her cheek into his chest.

“You’re warm,” she said, “It’s weird,”

“Why?” Jaemin asked.

“You’re usually cold,” Iseul replied.

“I’m hot because it’s hot in here,” Jaemin chuckled.

Iseul hummed but didn’t reply. Her eyes had landed on the couple from earlier. She felt bitterness toward the two but could only watch resentfully as Renjun’s hand snaked around Yihwa’s waist. Yihwa’s hand went up and gently rubbed Renjun’s shoulder and then rested on his chest.

“Hey,” Jaemin said sitting up a bit and making the girl adjust her position to sit properly.

Iseul stared down her nose at Renjun and Yihwa. Jaemin’s eyes drifted over as well and he couldn’t help but let out a scoff. Leaning closer to Iseul, his arm wrapped around her a bit tighter.

“Wanna leave?” he asked, a suggestive tone to his voice.

Iseul glanced sideways at Jaemin, a glimmer in his eyes as his lips turned up into a smirk. Iseul turned her gaze back to Renjun and found that he was staring right at her. Their eyes locked and Iseul refused to back down.

“What so you can feed on me?” Iseul asked in a soft voice to Jaemin.

Jaemin glanced at Renjun, noticing how his eyes bore into the two. Smirking, Jaemin leaned in closer to Iseul, his teeth nipping gently at her ear making a tingly feeling rush through Iseul. “If you let me,” Jaemin replied, his hot breath tickling Iseul’s ear.

With a final look at Renjun, Iseul turned to Jaemin and nodded. Wanting to get on Renjun’s nerves more, she leaned closer to Jaemin and gently placed a kiss on his lips. Jaemin stared back at her with calm eyes before they flashed red and he stood up.

Holding Iseul’s hand, the two left the living room of the party and made their way up the stairs of the house. Iseul followed Jaemin slipping through masses of sweaty bodies. She tried her best to walk in a straight line but the drugs she smoked earlier made her feel off balanced.

“Hold onto me,” Jaemin said when he noticed her stumble. Iseul nodded and wrapped an arm around Jaemin’s and continued to follow him until they finally found an empty room.

The moment the door closed behind them, his arms were around her. They wrapped around her body from the back, hard and strong yet they held her delicately. Iseul had never experienced anything like it before and she felt herself sink into his body wanting more.

Then his lips were on her neck. First gentle, light feathery kisses that trailed down to the base of her neck. His hands gently ran up her arms and then held firmly onto her waist. With his head still buried into her neck, he spun her around slowly.

Iseul immediately dropped her head into his hair, the fresh scent of his cologne and shampoo drowned out the smell of sweaty bodies and beer. Jaemin’s hand found the roots of her hair and gently pulled her head back across his arm.

When his eyes met hers, she found that they were glowing brilliantly red, like the color of rubies. His lips were gently parted as he stared at her fluttering eyes. Standing up fully, Jaemin towered over Iseul and only when she had her back pressed against the wall did she realize how her stomach swirled with butterflies.

Her eyes fluttered shut as Jaemin leaned down and connected their lips. He kissed softly at first like he was testing the waters. He would gently press into the kiss and then pull away.

Iseul’s hands ran up to his light brown hair, tugging gently which earned a gentle moan from Jaemin. Hearing the sound leave his lips, Iseul felt her knees go weak and she dropped one of her hands to brace against the wall.

Jaemin groaned and quickly hooked his arms around Iseul. Understanding, she gave a small jump and Jaemin quickly hoisted her up and against the wall. Iseul let out a gasp from the impact but it was cut short as Jaemin demanded for her lips.

The sudden intensity made Iseul’s stomach tense and cling to him as he suddenly became the only solid thing in her dizzy world. The lack of oxygen mixed with the light-headed high she felt made Iseul weak and give in to the kiss.

His insistent lips parted her lips sending wild tremors across her entire body. The taste of his lips was slightly sweet as he gently bit at her bottom lip. His hands ran up her shirt, grabbing at the back of her bra for support.

Without warning, Jaemin pulled Iseul from the wall and took a few stumbling steps back until his legs hit the bed. Iseul felt herself fall forward onto Jaemin as he landed on the bed, but she never broke away from their kiss.

Jaemin pulled back from Iseul and she leaned back trying to catch her breath. She licked her lips, staring down at Jaemin. From where he lay under her, Jaemin’s eyes traveled down her face to where her legs straddled his hips.

“Fuck it,” Iseul heard him mutter under his breath and if possible his red eyes flashed brightly in intensity.

His hands grabbed at her waist and yanked her off of him. Iseul’s back slammed back into the wall and she let out a pained gasp as Jaemin’s strong hands dug into her hips.

Iseul couldn’t help but let out a gentle laugh at Jaemin’s desperation. “You want it that badly?” she asked, her voice low.

Jaemin’s jaw clenched and his grip loosened on her. He pulled his shirt over his head and threw it on the ground somewhere beside him. “Get on the bed,” his voice was demanding but also tender.

Iseul’s eyes didn’t leave Jaemin as she slowly made her way over. Climbing onto the bed on all fours, Iseul gasped as she suddenly felt Jaemin grab her. She felt herself get thrown and Iseul landed softly on the bed with Jaemin’s face hovering over hers. Iseul stared back at him, taking in the situation before a bright smirk appeared on her face.

“Am I that addictive?” Iseul asked.

“You have no idea,” Jaemin’s voice came out barely in a whisper. He dipped his head down, his lips against her cheeks. They barely brushed her cheek but the light touch was enough to send shivers that made her whole body tremble.

“If you want to back out, tell me now,” he whispered.

When Iseul said nothing, Jaemin gently placed a kiss against her jaw.

“Or now,” his breath tickled her neck.

He traced the line of her collarbone with his lips before moving back up to her face.

“Or–“

Iseul reached up and pulled him down to her. The rest of his words died on his lips as they locked with Iseul’s. He groaned softly, low in his throat before his lips left hers and drifted to her neck.

His lips found their spot on her neck and Iseul could only let out a soft gasp as he kissed her there. Her hands flew to his hair, holding tightly as he continued to kiss and bite at her exposed neck.

When Jaemin finally pulled away, his hot breath fanned against Iseul’s neck. She let out a soft whine at the sudden lack of his presence.

“Last chance,” he said leaning back, Iseul’s hands falling from his hair.

Instead of saying anything Iseul only tilted her head to the other side revealing the side of her neck that wasn’t marked with kisses. Jaemin’s hand gently brushed against her neck to move away any stray strands of hair.

Iseul watched as his half-lidded eyes stared down at her neck, his fangs poking out from his slightly parted lips. Jaemin dipped his head toward her neck and she felt him smirk against her.

The sudden wave of pain that came from Jaemin latching onto her neck made Iseul cry out in pain. Her hands grabbed at his back, her nails digging into his skin. Jaemin hissed at the pain but went right back to drinking Iseul’s blood moments later.

Iseul grimaced as she felt her energy start to diminish. Her eyes fluttered, fighting the urge to close her eyes to sleep as Jaemin continued to feed off of her. Iseul’s tight grip on Jaemin’s started to grow weak and Jaemin pulled away.

His lips were tinted red from her blood and his red eyes glowed brightly from drinking blood. Iseul grabbed Jaemin’s hand, suddenly panicked at how she felt herself slipping into black. Jaemin held her hand as well and gently pressed a kiss to it.

“You’re okay,” he said softly, leaning down and placing a kiss on Iseul’s temple, “I’ll be here to watch over you, just rest,”

Iseul let out a gentle whimper before she relaxed into the bed and drifted off to sleep.

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afar; na jaemin [finale]

this was it, they thought. the two stayed still inside the car, not moving. jaemin tried to let go but his body just won't let him. when she finally braved herself to pull away from his grip, she silently wiped her tears that fell unconsciously throughout the ride to the airport. the sky was still dark early in the morning. dami turned her head to face jaemin and brought her hand to touch his cheek.

"i'll go now." she whispered.

jaemin couldn't answer immediately and he couldn't even look her in the eyes. he promised to himself that he would be strong and he would be brave but he couldn't even look her in the eyes.

dami's hands started to shake and she finally started moving her legs to go out of the car. in an instant, without much thought, jaemin also walked out of the car. he was strictly told to not leave the car, that was his condition to send her off at the airport, but he just couldn't let her walk out on him again.

when dami was on her feet she was surprised when she saw jaemin running towards her, crashing on to her, almost tripping her back.

"you can't go out the car, jaemin." she whispered in the crook of his neck.

"we can't make this work, can we?" jaemin asked. his voice was no longer desperate. there was no longer a strain on his voice as he asked the question. he understood the role he was put in and he had to push through it. he was finally at a place where he had to let her go. dami still kept her eyes trained to meet his before she shook her head,

“i love you,” those three words that was never said but has always been there are finally uttered, “it’s crazy—i’ve never said it before but i always have and always will. in the future, if our paths ever cross once more, know that i will always be here. if the world will ever be kind enough to accept this love, know that i will always be here.”

dami was thinking of words she wanted to say, what she needed to say. she had practiced her monologue over and over again but hearing jaemin's vulnerable words made her head go dizzy. she can no longer recall the things she had practiced, “whatever happens in the future… i want you to also know that you are the best thing that ever happened to me. even if—even if our paths don’t cross, even if we don’t see each other ever again after this… i am yours. never forget that. i too have never said it but… i love you, na jaemin.”

“you are and always will be my last, kang dami.”

the one and only time they finally say i love you to each other is the last time they will ever get to say it – or will it be the last time?

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pairing—jaemin x fem!oc (idol!jaemin, friends to lovers to ex to ?, staff!oc, stylist!oc)

summary—in 2019, kang dami, was lucky enough to be given a spot as a stylist at sm entertainment. shadowing multiple stylists before officially becoming a full time staff member in 2020 and started working mainly to be NCT Dream’s stylists. a story about an idol and a staff member sharing intimate temporary moments together. in which, they both lost the war.

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