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alreadyblondenow · 2 months

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Virgin as you can be | Lee Taeyong (TEASER)

✦ Taeyong x Female Reader

✦ Smut, filthy, fluff and Angst. Mature College AU

✦ 1/2 Taeyong Smut Series: I found you

Summary: More than friends but less than lovers. Taeyong meets you, a virgin, through an online dating app and offered you a once in a lifetime opportunity. An opportunity to have fun and enjoy your last year in college differently. Knowing that you’re a virgin, Taeyong plans on keeping it that way for as long as he wanted to. He’s taking his sweet time until he finally takes your virginity.

Warnings: This is pure fiction, this is the filthiest most smuttiest fic I’ve ever written, foreplay galore, use of sex toys like vibrator and dildo, mentions of pills, the reader will someday use pills in the story, oral sex, nipple play, oil massage, mentions of alcohol.

A/N: if you enjoyed the story, please leave something in my inbox and tell me how you feel. Also please support ‘TAP’, Taeyong’s masterpiece 🥹 I’m super proud of him!!!

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He has been counting the days until he can see you again and spend time with you again. You are the only person in his mind, thinking about what you’re doing every second of the day. He misses you, but he can’t put it into words. He tries to compose a message, but ends up deleting it until he’s already busy again… and he never got the chance to send the text.

“Dude, just finish the fashion week then spend time with her again” Johnny says, as someone who’s been in a long distance relationship.

“So this is what long distance—“ Taeyong did not finish his sentence.

“you two are in a relationship?” Johnny confirms, surprised at what Taeyong said. Jaehyun was all ears too while he’s on the chair for his hair and makeup.

“No” Taeyong defends. His voice automatically surrounded the room. “Were not in a relationship— were just having fun” Taeyong explains while he fixes his Loewe outfit that’s perfect already.

The fashion week is the busiest for Taeyong, you know this because Taeyong is a famous Loewe ambassador outside school… but oh you wish he could tell you that he’s busy, that he’s not available, that he’d call you back… but he never did. What do you expect?

You’re not his, and he’s not yours.

“So are you coming tonight?” Your friend asks you with a smirk. She doesn’t know about Taeyong, no one does. “Let’s go meet some boys???” She asks again.

This is a good opportunity to help yourself. Help yourself to forget the person who made you feel good in all the right places with just a single touch. An opportunity to forget someone who’s beyond perfect.

And you can’t have him.

Reality hits you.

“Yeah. I’ll come with you guys” you answered your friend with the most uninterested tone.

The night continued to be loud and wild, a perfect setting to forget about Taeyong even just for a few hours. You just wanted to stop missing him and his touch because you’re about to get crazy about him. It’s not that you’ve fallen in love with him already, it’s the feeling that he made you experience. Every secret. Every kiss, every touch. Everything in between… you became addicted to receiving it.

Shot by shot you drink everything until you blacked out and dozed off on the bar table. Your friends are clueless with how to bring you home because they’re drunk and wasted too. But suddenly you received a call.

A call that you’ve been waiting for weeks.

A call that will rescue you in your drunken state.

“Hi! This is not Y/n… but whoever you are. Can you pick her up at 127 bar? She’s drunk and so am I byeee….”

Taeyong was speechless over the phone while listening to your friend. But even so, he hurried himself and drove straight to 127 bar. Even though he’s tired, even though all he wanted to do is sleep… he chose to pick you up. Blushing on his way, excited to finally see you.

When he arrived you were the only one left sleeping at the bar, Taeyong was quick to cover you with his jacket and carefully walked you towards his car. Holding you close to him, not giving a fuck about anyone who sees him holding you. ‘Let them talk’ he thought. Right now he just wanted to keep you safe and drive you home.

It’s not that you weren’t aware that Taeyong is the one holding you right now, in fact, your embrace tightened when you smelled his expensive perfume. You knew it was Taeyong. But you were just so drunk that you couldn’t bring yourself to talk to him. All you could say is ‘I want to be with you’ and slept through the entire car ride.

The next day, the familiar broad shoulders of Taeyong is the first thing you saw the moment you opened your eyes. He was sleeping soundly, while holding your hand. You have the most space of his bed, while he was the one squeezing himself on the side. You felt sorry and pulled him gently, careful not to wake him up but you failed. He greeted you with sweet smile. The one that makes every girl in school crazy for him. But this time, you’re the only one seeing this beautiful smile first thing in the morning.

“Hi,” he started and pulled you closer to him. Wrapping his arms around you, kissing your forehead and feeling his heartbeat against his bare chest. This is the first time you see him bare like this even though you’ve done crazy things already. And you can’t help yourself to look at every tattoo he has, tracing it with your fingertips, leaving you speechless.

“Did you have a good time last night?” he added.

You feel like you needed to apologize so you told him the truth, about what you felt when he was away. About the things that keeps you awake at night, the worries you keep on thinking, “I just thought I lost you and… I will never see you again just because you didn’t like…what I did, the last time we spent together” you were talking about the blowjob that you gave him. You faintly remember how he looked so frustrated that time.

Taeyong let out a cute laugh, looking so angelic under this morning light. His hand is perfectly wrapped around you. “I can’t believe you’re stressing yourself with the things that aren’t true. I was just busy at work but during those times, I can’t stop thinking about you. I want to be with you… I miss you” he explains.

You were once again speechless because of his honesty and feelings.

“Let’s just forget the time that we weren’t together and pick up where we left off? What do you say?” He says as if he’s suggesting to do something.

Of course he is.

And you’re up for it.

“What do you have in mind?” You said, smiling.

“It involves my tongue… on your cunt,” he whispered seductively beside your ear. Feeling his lips on your neck, trailing kisses until he reaches your lips, “and your legs getting weaker by the second” he added and showed you how much he misses you through his kisses and you see Taeyong’s smile clear as the day, a sign that you didn’t lose him at all.

You feel his hands roam on your body, putting his hand inside your sweat pants, his fingers were cold but you didn’t care. You still remember the first time his hand was inside your panties for the first time and how his fingers felt so good against your wet cunt. It felt like yesterday you thought to yourself… And today, he will once again become your first time.

“Can you go in all fours?” He requests while he kisses you deeply. Of course you comply to his request, you love how every time you feel his presence behind you and in between your legs, you have no idea what’s coming next. You’re always clueless about his next move. He did mentioned that there will be oral sex again, but knowing Taeyong… he will not go right into it… he likes to take his sweet time and play.

He started with something you’re familiar with. His touch and kisses. He spreads kisses on your back, hands gently massage you from behind. Removing your sleepwear and making you moan from time to time with every teasing and touch he does. It’s relaxing but a different kind of relaxing, you feel tingles in between your legs, you feel wetter by the second and his very touch turns you on.

Slowly you feel his hands trail up from your waist, until he reaches the sides of your boobs which are damn sensitive. It makes you weak whenever he touches you on these parts, swirling his fingers on the sides of your boobs and cupping it both hands in the softest way possible to make your nipples hard and sensitive.

“Do you like it?” Taeyong asks then left a kiss on your lower back. You can only answer with a soft moan.

He did the same things again and again and again until your whole body is sensitive and your nipples are hard as fuck from his teasing. Until he proceeds to the main event without a warning. From behind, he licked your wet panties and teased your wet pussy with his tongue and fingers. Moving up and down slowly, tickling your cunt with his fingertips softly.

Even that thin barrier between Taeyong’s tongue and your cunt feels good you thought. And when Taeyong was done playing, he removed your panties in swift move, spreading your legs good for your own benefit. Without any warning he started with a few good licks that took your breath away. So this is what it feels like being licked by the cunt. It made you nervous, it gave you a tingly effect, it made you want to close your legs, at made you want more.

“Good?” He asked, you nod.

For the second time, you’re now on your back, enjoying the comfort of Taeyong’s soft bed. But now it wasn’t just Taeyong’s tongue making you feel good, his lips were involved this time. It was like he was kissing your cunt with tongue, a wet kiss that felt like your pussy juices won’t stop flowing because Taeyong is doing such a great job. Licking you up and down, licking your clit while reaching for your hard nipples and pinching it. By that, you earned your first orgasm through Taeyong’s tongue.

But he was not yet done.

Using his fingers, he spread your pussy lips and started licking aggressively. Pushing his head towards you more, feeling his nose on your pussy. This time you really couldn’t stop yourself and try to close your legs, calling Taeyong’s name as you moan how good he’s making you feel. Soon you hit another high. He was right, it will make your legs weak.

Others girls would last long, but you don’t. And that’s what Taeyong love about you.

He crawled up to you, comfortable in the position in between your legs while waiting for you to come down from your high. He loves seeing you like this. Horny and ruined all because of him. “Calm down, breathe” he giggles and started kissing your boobs. Sucking and kneading them as he waits for you.

“How can I breathe if you constantly take my breath away?” You asked with a flirty look, the man in front of you couldn’t resist himself and kissed you hard. Asking for another round in an instant. You feel his hard cock inside his sweat pants and you instantly feel bad because you can’t do something in return for him.

Of course Taeyong can see right through you, so he reached for your hand, kissed it before he puts it inside his sweat pants, your eyes went big with what he did. Clearly remembering the last time you touched him and gave him head for the first time.

“I wasn’t frustrated that time,” he moans as he enjoys every stroke you give on his clothed hard cock. “I was frustrated at myself because I couldn’t fuck you that time… but I loved everything you did last time. That pretty mouth if yours sure do know how to make me crazy for more” he says and kissed you to prove what he was saying.

Now that everything is clear and you worried for nothing, you wanted to make it up to him. With bravery, you put your hand inside his boxer briefs and tightened the grip around his hard cock, he already knew what to do of course. He closed is eyes and thrusted hard, moving his hips and fucking your hand. Pretending and imagining that its your hole. You spread kisses in Taeyong’s neck, licking his hard nipples while his imagination runs wild until he cums on your hand and making a mess. Nobody cared. You were both really horny and craving for more.

After a few rounds of fooling around, you and Taeyong spent the whole day kissing, giggling and watching movies in his room. Never leaving each other’s touch.

“When will you take me home?” You asked softly while your eyes were both closed. Enjoying his dimmed room and just basking in each other’s presence.

“I really hate watching you leave” he says, pulling you closer to him and tightening his embrace.

“Have you ever been in love?”

You suddenly asked. The words just came out of your mouth.

You knew a lot of things about him but you’ve never asked him something so personal. You feel like you’ve done something wrong again…

“I’m sorry—“ you apologize.

“Don’t be. It’s just that… I don’t know the answer. But I do know that love is complicated and I don’t like complicated things. Complications ruins things”

You nod and changed the subject.

“How about, first sex?”

“It’s boring. The third one was better” he smirked.

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jaehyunshorizon · 7 months

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[NCT] Mark ☆ Home

☆ gn!reader ☆ fluff ☆ 309 words ☆ Staying up late, waiting for him to get home.

It’s already past midnight by the time Mark arrives home. The plane back to Seoul was delayed, and what was supposed to be a romantic “Welcome home” dinner date turned into him texting you his apologies. Of course, you understood him, even if it probably hurt to have the date canceled after all the preparations, but you knew that this wasn’t something he could control.

Mark opens the door to his apartment exhausted and disappointed, going through the motions of putting his luggage and backpack in the doorway, throwing down his jacket and kicking off his shoes absently. He continues his way mechanically to the direction of his room, not really wanting to do anything aside from taking a quick shower and passing out. However, his footsteps stop at the doorstep abruptly.

The lights are still on - he should have noticed earlier - and there’s a figure curled up on his bed. You.

Mark feels his heart fill up with warmth and soar to the sky at the same time. He told you not to wait for him so he assumed that you would have gone home already. But now, there you are, sleeping soundly in his bed, in your pajamas and his hoodie, with your phone still clutched in your hand. You probably fell asleep waiting for him, probably missing him just as much as he missed you.

Finding you extremely sweet, he makes his way to his bed quietly and leans down to see your face. You look comfortable and cozy, nuzzling your cheek into the pillow and taking soft breaths. The longer he watches on, the more he feels overwhelmed by your cuteness and the slight domesticity of the sight, until he reaches a hand up to gently brush a strand of hair behind your ear. Pressing a kiss on your forehead, he whispers softly, "I'm home."

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bbyyhyuck · 2 years

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hi lovely! can i request 127 headcanons abt how they'd take care of their sick signifact other TT only jaehyun can take me out of the sickness blues frfr

Hii!! Ofc <3

taeil: most chill out of all of them. Meds, tea, a warm dish and his love. Thats his prescription and works perfectly fine. Combs your hair and braids it until you fall asleep.

taeyong: he would be SO good at taking care of you :( he would get all soft and give you all the medicines you need, also would cook anything and everything you crave for. Taeyong isnt the mom of 22 kids for nothing.

johnny: I feel like he would be like a dad whose kid is basically dying. Insists that you see a doctor. Gets you warm towels. Makes lots of dishes that his mom told him would help you heal. Probably scolds you for not taking care of yourself

doyoung: look, doyoung is such hubby material, would know exactly what to do and to not do. Will clean the whole house for you, will make you warm bubble baths with scented candles so you can relax and with him you will be all good in like 2 days.

jaehyun: ok so hear me out. Jae would get you a huge teddy bear to cuddle with and keep you warm while he's not there. Probably leaves before you wake up so he always sends you sweet texts through the day and at night, he most likely sings to you :((

jungwoo: He would lowkey panic because he doesnt know what to do. So he just went to the pharmacy and bought the meds that you needed, then just spent time with you.

mark: This boy would be like Jungwoo, except he would ask for advice from his hyungs ans when I tell you he will overreact sm. Won't let you even get out of bed and insist he stays with you when you go to the bathroom too💀. Eventually you tell him thats its not like you are dying and he will chill a little

haechan: Would give you lots of cuddles and kisses. He would buy a ton of snacks and would cuddle you while watching movies. You'd keep telling him that he will catch a cold too but he doesnt care. In the end, he gets sick.

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A/N: okay so I guess I tried, and Im really sorry for making you wait, but I hope you guys like it!! ❤️❤️

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goroaix · 1 year

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Teaser : Only when the winter is cold do we see Pine and Cypress wither.

Dong Sicheng (Winwin) x Fem reader

Snow white retelling with supernatural elements.

Child abuse. Child neglect. Attempted murder. Murder. Character death. Graphic depictions of violence and injuries. + more tbd

Estimated 30k+

Approximate release date: End of December, start of January

『 The tidings of winter were brutal. The weak became weaker and the deprived grew despondent. Spring was mere months away yet the cold likened it to an out of reach mirage.

And it was during these months that snow did what snow did best: It fell.

('Maybe there is a certain kind of beauty to it after all, Zhisong.') 』

Zhisong: That was the title given to the child born in the very beginnings of winter on the 28th of October to the acting rulers of the kingdom.

This child was not unloved - far from it. He was adored by both royals and civilians alike, the news of his birth reaching far and wide with presents sent from neighbours and the people to celebrate. It had been so long, after all, since the empire was able to celebrate having a new heir that would no doubt be as kind and as forgiving as their forefathers.

However, while he was known to others as Zhisong - the child born with hair as soft as a mink’s fur and a countenance as beautiful as a blossoming lotus - his true name was something that was held in fondness for only people close to his heart to address him by.

“Dong Sicheng,” his father had uttered, looking to his wife for confirmation.

Her body was tired yet her arms were occupied by their child, the product of their love that had come after endless moons of hoping and praying. She looked from her husband to the sleeping baby, his hair sticking up on end with his nose scrunched up as he slept. “Sicheng,” she repeated softly, tasting the syllables on her tongue before she nodded. “It’s a perfect name.”

And it was Sicheng that brought light to their lives, just the sight of him evoking feelings that urged them to nurture and care. No one knew it was possible to see any parent smile day in and day out, yet whenever the public saw them, it was only happiness that greeted them. The image of a giggling baby with rosy cheeks and a smile that charmed even the most barren of hearts was synonymous with the governing class.

The lands were virile the year he was born, bringing forth crops with such vigour such that starvation was merely an afterthought for people that had known only its name. Hundreds of barren fields had been filled with endless yields of wheat and corn, the harvest so great that they were able to trade it with neighbouring countries with some to spare.

For years there was nothing but hope, the kindlings of joy transforming into a roaring flame that kept the empire warm during the winters and comforted during the summers.

“Darling?” The queen looked towards her husband as he played with Sicheng, rolling around on the floor with him while peals of laughter filled the room.

“Yes?” Sicheng was sat up, chubby fingers grabbing for purchase on his father’s robes. “Are you feeling unwell?”

“No, no. I… I just wanted to say that I am happy. This is more than I could have ever imagined.”

The King’s smile was broad and it was beautiful. Their child was held in one arm before he approached his wife, strands of straight black hair moved out of her eyes before he placed a tender kiss to the top of her forehead. “I pray that we will be happy for the rest of our lives.”

For five more years that prayer was granted.

But miracles weren’t made to last.

It was on a spring morning, with the air cool from the morning dew and the sun half mast in the sky, that Sicheng was exposed to the concept of death for the first time. The king had slept with his wife at his side and had not woken up - would never wake up.

And this was the start of the end for them all.

Rest TBA

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imnameimswrld · 24 days

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⃘ ֹ ִ 𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐒 ★ ִ a series ꒱

in which I make a moodboard and write some calculated nonsense about my biases as taylor swift songs (my queen) !

status, in session...

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𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐆 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍 as ...call it what you want by taylor swift.

stray kids. skz. leader. producer. '97. aussie-korean. my ult / husband. christopher bahng. 3racha. vocalist. rapper. dancer. gnabnahc. don't touch his laptop aka the mother-load. swarovski knows what's up. peak husband material.

𝐕 as ...maroon by taylor swift.

bts. bangtansonyeondan. vocalist. '95. korean. daegu boy. celine's top model. kim taehyung. thv. yeontan's dad. his boxy-smile, ugh. he's served enough, send him home please. visual. actor.

𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐘𝐔 as ...dress by taylor swift.

seventeen. svt. rapper. vocalist. visual. hip-hop unit. kim mingyu. my favourite tall tan boy. vampire. '97. korean. mr bullied by his 12 brothers. his lisp dear lord. cute puppy with the body of a greek god. dior, bvlgari & cartier doing God's work out here. min9yu_k.

𝐉𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐎 as ...gorgeous taylor swift.

blackpink. bp. vocalist. visual. mother. '95. kim jisoo. actress. ceo of blissoo. jisoo turtle-rabbit kim. i am so in love with her goofy ass. sooyaaa__. flower. pretty sure she's a billionaire. korean. blackpink in ur area (except for mine). blackpink is indeed the revolution.

𝐘𝐄𝐉𝐈 as ...new romantics by taylor swift.

itzy. leader. main dancer. vocalist. rapper. '00. korean. hwang yeji. a literal lightfury. the cat is cating with this one. the eyes chico. a total loser girl but I love her for it. lucy hwang. my oppa. yezyizhere. ms english is about confidence. visual. midzy's protector fr.

𝐒𝐀𝐍 as ...lover by taylor swift.

ateez. vocalist. dancer. demon liner. '99. choi san. korean. mountain. my kitty cat. the fluff is fluffing. blonde brought me to my knees. stage presence. the de-twinkafacation is too real. shoulders for days. mr flirts too much his photocard that I don't have should be sleeping on the porch. deja vu eyebrows... ya just had to be there. kq give my boys their own insta accounts right now. totally kisses his band mate jung wooyoung.

𝐓𝐀𝐄𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐆 as ...delicate by taylor swift.

nct. nct 127. nct u og. super m. leader. lee taeyong. korean. rapper. dancer. '95. a parent of 26. korean. bless his hair. mr ty. my bubu. he is peak comfort. I just want to hug him forever and never let go. ai. he bleeds neo-green. taeoxo_nct. please don't send him away, he's already been serving since 2016. sticker's no.1 defender. visual. tik_tyong.

𝐓𝐄𝐍 as ...king of my heart by taylor swift.

nct. wayv. dancing king. vocalist. rapper. '95. a cat dad. a sassy king. chittaphon leechaiyapornkul. lee yongqin. gender-envy is real people. mr oh no your have to taste it. nct u og. thai and kinda chinese too I thinks. I wanna say multilingual king but according to bambam he can't even speak thai (his mother-tongue) well. a 10/10 fr. tenlee_1001. birthday was a cultural reset. visual. pretty sure he's in love with a guy named johnny suh from chicago.

𝐉𝐄𝐍𝐎 as ...mastermind by taylor swift.

nct. nct dream. dancer. rapper. '00. lee jeno. a samoyed doppelganger. so fluffy. leejen_o_423. hot sauce jeno is my roman empire. visual. korean. makes my heart so warm. kinda wanna put him in my pocket. he might be in love with some kid that goes by the name of na jaemin.

𝐊𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐀 as ...enchanted by taylor swift.

aespa. leader. rapper. main dancer. '00. real ? I think not. literally ai. my adorable stupid cheese cat. yoon jimin. korean. one of them laughing slappers. such a cutie pls just get in my pocket and let me protect your forever rina. katarinabluu. quite literally meows. a cat has never cat-ed like her before. run run run kitty kitty run run. visual.

𝐊𝐀𝐙𝐔𝐇𝐀 as ...dancing with our hands tied by taylor swift.

le sserafim. rapper. vocalist. dancer. ballerina. '03. zuha. japanese. literally lee hojung's sister because, huh. looks a little line jeon wonwoo too, but that just could be me. nakamura kazuha. my girlfriend (real). body goals fr, SLAY QUEEN. such a cutie patootie it makes me cry. the rizz is lowkey but so real. zuhazana. the swan song is literally her song. SOUNDS LIKE MONSTER BABY KING KONG, such a banger. visual.

𝐒𝐎𝐎𝐁𝐈𝐍 as ...wonderland by taylor swift.

txt. tomorrow x together. leader. vocalist. dancer. that dolphin song boy. '00. choi soobin. my favourite tall awkward and shy boy. he's just such a cutie pls. korean. I live in his dimples. I love that we collectively hate on math, my soulmate fr. you know you know soobin. page.soobin. so boyfriend dammit. visual. BRING BACK PURPLE HAIRED SOOBIN RN.

𝐉𝐀𝐘 as ...getaway car by taylor swift.

enhypen. enha. an all-rounder honestly. he plays guitar and that's hot. '02. blonde jay makes me spiral. korean but spent some time in america too. park jongseong. if angry bird, then why so gorgeous. he shouldn't be allowed to wear jeans because holy moly. he makes me giggle like a girl and I LOATHE IT because I'm supposed to be a feminist jason (his name isn't jason btw). I wanna kiss him. my boyfriend (REAL).

𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐊 as ...paper rings by taylor swift.

p1harmony. piwon. p1h. rapper. dancer. such a cutie I can't take it. he likes almonds. hwang intak. intakie. intak-attack. taki taki rumba. '03. he's soooo... BEIDJEDKWNDKED. I can't think straight when I see the guy. I love him. korean. his music taste is bangin'. I can't handle short-haired intak lord haveth mercy. okay okay, but fr this time, he's my boyfriend.

❪ more might be added... ❫

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saturnznct · 1 year

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d-5; decorating the tree/house | jjh

➸ word count; 678 words

➸ alissa & amelia; aged 9, josh; aged 3

dadmas masterlist | nct masterlist

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‘Wow!’ Amelia launches her bag onto the sofa, having just arrived home from school to see the Christmas Tree up in the living room.

‘Hey sweetheart,’ you smile, still fluffing the branches out, ‘had a good day?’

‘Alright,’ she heads over to Josh, who’s playing with some toy cards on the floor, ‘hi Joshie.’

Jaehyun and Alissa trail in behind her, Jaehyun tossing his car keys into the pot in the doorway.

‘Oh, cool!’ Alissa marvels at the scale of the tree, which goes all the way up to the ceiling.

‘We’re gonna put the lights on and decorate after dinner, ok? When it’s darker and cosy.’

The girls finish homework and play some multiplayer video games together while you prepare dinner, Jaehyun joining Josh in playing with his toy car garage. Once your dinner of kimchi fried rice is finished, the twins clear away the dishes while you and Jaehyun string up multi-coloured fairy lights across the Christmas Tree.

Christmas songs play from your speaker, and you and Jaehyun hum along, occasionally chucking when Josh starts singing and dancing.

‘Okay kids, lights are on!’ You call, and the three of them quickly gather around, already beginning to rifle through the piles of ornaments and baubles on the floor.

Alissa starts first, grabbing a Tokyo Disneyland ornament from the pile, while Amelia picks up a hanging photo frame of Jaehyun holding a newborn twin in each arm. Josh takes a little longer, the girls having put on three or four baubles each before he’s even chosen one. Jaehyun helps him loop the ribbon over the tree brach, albeit a very low branch due to his height.

‘Good job, buddy,’ Jaehyun pats the back of his head, ‘wanna choose another one?’

He toddles over to the pile once again, returning to Jaehyun with a snowflake ornament.

‘Are you going to try it yourself this time?’ Jaehyun asks, pointing to an empty branch within Josh’s reach. Josh successfully places the ornament on the tree, Jaehyun giving him similar words of praise.

You love seeing Jaehyun like this, being so sweet and caring towards your children, absentminded smile, bare face, fluffy hair, dimples and eye scrunch on full display. It makes your heart all warm and your stomach all fuzzy.

With five of you, the tree fills up with baubles from around the world, various colourful ornaments and pine scent sticks.

‘And for the final touch,’ you produce a silver star, wires intertwining inside the shape with little white lights.

‘Now, since Amelia did it last year, and Alissa the year before,’ Jaehyun says, ‘and now that our Josh is all grown up, it’s his turn to put the star on the tree this year!’

Josh giggles and claps excitedly, making grabby hands for the star.

‘It’s ok, daddy’s gonna lift you up, little man,’ Jaehyun lifts him up from under his armpits, Josh waving the star around in his chubby little hand.

‘Go on, Jaehwan-ie,’ Amelia encourages.

It takes some guidance from Jaehyun, but eventually Josh manages to slot the large ornament onto the top stalk of the tree. The rest of you clap and cheer, much to Josh’s delight, who happily laps up the attention.

The three year old then very quickly loses interest, preferring to watch cartoons on the television rather than help all of you decorate the rest of the house. Alissa volunteers to watch over him (although you suspect she likely just can’t be bothered to help anymore) while the rest of you go through hanging wreaths on doors and wrapping fairy lights and tinsel around the bannisters, as well as placing ceramic ornaments on mantlepieces and tabletops.

Later, when all of the children are in bed asleep, you and Jaehyun enjoy hot chocolates on the sofa, admiring your work.

‘Another Christmas,’ Jaehyun smiles, ‘it’s crazy. The twins will be ten this year.’

‘Josh is old enough to put the star on the tree.’

‘They’re really growing up, huh?’ Jaehyun sighs, a little sadly, ‘anyway, Merry Christmas, love. We’ve had another amazing year.’

‘Merry Christmas, Jae.’

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onyourhyuck · 2 years

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Romance On Ice. | LHC | PT 1.

Prologue;; • “Baby you’re playing a dangerous game.” “But I like it, so I’m not complaining.”

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Synopsis;; • Oh Damin is an aspiring skater coming from Canada to Seoul. She joins a team of multiple skaters, Damin will be training with other skaters, however one skater she instantly comes to dislike.

Genre(s);; • Skater Romance Au, Sports Fanfic/Series, Friendship, Fluff, Rivals To Lovers, Smut!!!

Warning(s);; • Smut!! No minors, Strong language, mentions of graphic injuries, alcohol substance use, mentions of mental health, mentions of toxic friends. NSFW List;; Switch Haechan! Oc!Switch!! Whiny/sub haechan/mean top! Haechan, training room seggs..? Semi-public, pinning, trying to dominate each other, teasing, Hyuck is just mean, Damin is also mean— 😭 everyone’s mean. Jealousy mentions, Haechan’s a Jelly boy. Ice Rink smut…— markings, hair pulling, Orgasm Denial— Oral (M + F) receiving, Face Riding and bondage (blindfold too.)

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“Seriously mom I only just arrived in Seoul, you don’t have to call me every five minutes.” Damin would say with a slight change of tone being all nervous, her mother on the other line would come up with many excuses such as: ‘come on you never were in Seoul! You don’t know the place, I do! Let me help you around.’ As if she were there in person.

Damin sighs looking over at the taxi that stops in front of her, the driver helping with the luggage from the busy airport, Damin getting in the car. “Mom sorry I have bad signal—ahhh? You’re cutting off bye bye!” She tells hanging up, sighing. Her mother is really protective.

The driver gets inside the front driver seat, looking at the girl as he turns around. “Are you off to the Seoul NCT Skating Camp?” The driver said up front, Damin nodding. “Yes, I am sir.”

“Where did you come from?” The driver asked, the vehicle stopping at the red lights signalling the road. Damin durning the drive was mainly quiet, unless spoken to. “Canada.” He wows as he taps the stirring wheel. “Wow long way! Are you here for the skating competition in December?”

Damin would nod upfront, she shifts forward speaking in more excitement with tone. “Sir do you perhaps know about the skating upcoming competition and World Cup?” The driver’s voice hissed as if it were obviously the most important thing to know if you’re living in Korea.

“Of course! Everyone who lives in Korea watches the skating program the most. How about when the time comes in December I shall cheer you on?” The driver said, Damin laughing a little. “I’d appreciate the support sir!”

The drive weren’t long till the large central training campus was shown, the taxi driver stops midway, the driver getting out to help Damin with her luggage. They bid goodbye and the girl was now officially alone again, standing in front of a centrepiece building with three floors and a wide static roof design. There was a dorm building to the right side much further away with a car park too.

There is a long gate that closes and opens between the timing 8am to 12am. Damin took some time adjusting and observing her surroundings outside, until she finally walks with the luggage moving next to her.

Entering the building she was welcomed with a stuffy warm energy, the summer heat hitting Damin much more than Canada’s weather that has lots of rain lately there; She felt a person rush to Damin on the right side.

“Oh Damin?” The man approaches,, looking around his early twenties, wearing a light white gym comfy tracksuit, light brown soft silky fluffed hair and tannish skin practically floating with clear smooth canvas without any blemishes. The man shows a toothy grin. Damin bowing her head. “Hello, who are you..?” She softly asks, she most definitely doesn’t know this guy for sure.

“I am Baekhyun, your trainer for the next six months.” He sees the young girl immediately bow in a ninety degree angle, Baekhyun witnessing the many eyes watching the girl and him so he kindly brings Damin to face him. The eccentric girl smiling ear to ear with polite and respect. Byun Baekhyun is known for his astonishing creative skating programs and dances, he himself made a new pathway for the sport when no one took it seriously in the past.

He’s one of the greatest skaters and teachers in Damin’s eyes. “Teacher! I’m your biggest fan and- it’s a pleasure to meet you.” Damin would say again, Baekhyun was most definitely caught off guard now if he wasn’t before. He shyly smiles looking down, “yes yes, now don’t cause me a scene because people are already watching us.” Baekhyun mutters, dragging the young girl away from the people’s eye.

“Anyways, now that we’re somewhere more quiet. How was your flight?” Baekhyun wonders, it was a long flight for sure . Damin remarks very nonchalantly, it was pretty easy when you sleep the entire flight away in a second. “It was alright, I slept the entire thing away.”

“You’re definitely not sleeping tonight then.” Baekhyun adds in with a small banter, Damin nodding admiringly. The two bring themselves to the huge ice rink, Damin wowing at the large rink of ice with multiple skaters on it already moving at such high speed.

Baekhyun saw Damin’s face glow up with happiness and excitement, her eyes forming a large O shape, her mouth gaping at the sight of the new area where the cold temperature is like a second home to her and the skating shoes are like her second true feet . He pats Damin’s back in friendly manner.

“Welcome to your new ice rink. Look to your left there are skating shoes, find your size and put them on. Join the others at the rink, they’re all nice people.” Baekhyun explains forward, he didn’t need to tell the girl twice though because she was five steps ahead, putting on the shoes.

He walks away with a short smile at the eager fresh addition to the new team.

The four skaters huddle in the distance whispering and chattering as they observe the new girl who was focusing on the shoe laces of the skating equipment. Jungwoo was spying the most at the new girl. “You see her? Doesn’t she look so cool?” He asks his friend, Doyoung.

The rabbit man side eyes Jungwoo. “You say that about everyone, Jungwoo.” Doyoung responds with suspicious eyes, Jungwoo scoffing. “Pfttt, so? I bet she’s cool.” The third boy skating forward in the middle, pushing himself in between the two older boys hums cheerfully. “I heard she’s from Canada just like me.” He brags forward.

“Honestly no one asked Mark.” The final boy from afar vaguely spoke out. Causing the huddle to go silent and break into awkwardness. Despite the boys being new to each other, there was this one person who no one really got on with. That person going by the name, Lee Haechan.

Doyoung turns to the boy from afar who loops in the air, skating around the huddle instead of joining them. Doyoung speaking with inviting tone. “What do you think about the new skater?”

“Not much.” Haechan claims with a shrug to his shoulders, skating away soon enough further in the ice rink.

Damin took a deep final breathe as she eyes the ice, the first steps of coming on a new ice rink is like a new feeling of biting into a newly type of food you’ve never tasted. To her, using a new ice rink always has a different vibe. This rink, was exciting and joyful. Once those metallic rails holding the skating shoes hit the ice, her body starts to sway left and right like a sea rocking forth a shore in a quick pace. Damin leaping round smoothly about the wide and large round ice rink like a ball buzzing through.

The three boys in the middle would watch the girl jump midway the ice and land on two feet, swirling like a strawberry in a hot warm bubbly chocolate pool. The new skater did not stop there, because when Jungwoo thought she ended showing off, Damin was doing a front leap backflip, successfully skating forward again on feet, coming to the middle once again.

Jungwoo gasps as his hands clap. “You see what did I tell you! She’s cool!” The white hair boy skates forward leaving Doyoung, the older man following behind Jungwoo. Damin was met with two men approaching with a warm smile.

“Hey! Just wanted to say you’re pretty amazing so far. I’m Kim Jungwoo, Seoul’s fastest skater as of right now.” Jungwoo would tell with his hands upfront, Damin shaking his hand lightly. “Wow you’re the guy from Tv who finished within just a minute and twenty seconds his program.” She gawks, it was such a wide achievement amongst the industry.

She’d turn to the black hair man who reaches forward his hand with a half innocent smile. “Kim Doyoung.”

“Kim doyoung..” Damin would repeat, shaking his hand tightly. “Wait you’re— the guy who performed Havana in japan 2016 and won first place!”Damin awed, she met her idols thanks to this opportunity. She’s not regretting this at all.

Doyoung speaks. “Yeah that’s me! I’m surprised you know a lot.” He greets again before he lets go off the handshake, Damin noticing the other guy coming forth with the most uninterested expression.

Jungwoo sighs. “That boy over there is Lee Haechan.” Damin looking over to the boy looking similar to her age skating, his body was light as a feather as well as elegantly pushing against the air and chunks of ice that flew in the air, his reddish brown hair standing out with the blue-cold colours, he twists about until a little bit of his stomach gets revealed from the oversized black shirt he wore.

Damin admires in silence, he was beautiful and aesthetically pleasing to watch skate. “He’s not the greatest person to speak with, so don’t take it to heart at whatever he says.” Jungwoo explains.

“Isn’t he the one who won golden medals in the winter competitions three times in a row?” Damin ponders between the two men who in unison agree. “Yeah, that’s him. He’s the new rising star who hasn’t been beaten yet.”

“My goal is to win the golden medal this season, i’ll do anything to win.” Damin speaks, the two men wowing in respect to the determination. She will have to beat Haechan though, and he isn’t easy.

“You’ll do anything to win, did you say?” The voice speaks behind them causing the three to flinch and turn around, Jungwoo slipping on the ice landing on his back. Haechan glaring down at the three, especially at the girl. “I’m not planning to lose to a noob.” He’d tell in the most groused voice, looking down at Damin already.

The girl glares back as she skates forward to Haechan, the two figures standing in front each other with the same expression; dislike, glaring daggers and rivalry sparking already. Doyoung and Jungwoo watching from afar, as he got help from the older man to help him stand up. Haechan smirks at the girl with an arrogant smile. “Okay, I accept the competition. Try to beat me in December, because I’m certain you’re going to lose miserably in front of thousands of people.”

Damin sassed immediately as her soft voice hit a nerve within him. “I don’t think i need to try, you almost came last to Na Jaemin last season.”

Doyoung’s mouth literally drops to the ice ground beneath then, Jungwoo flinching at the scariest pissed off expression he’s ever seen Haechan make. She hit the most sensitive insecure spot inside the young boy. Haechan growls a little, about to say something.

But someone finally interrupts. “Alright Skaters huddle here!” Baekhyun shouts, whistling to call them over where he’s skating with his shoes. Haechan glaring down at Damin. “You’re lucky he came out.” he said before sliding away, going to Baekhyun.

Doyoung looks at Damin whispering. “You certainly have war now with Haechan if you didn’t before.” Damin shrugs unbothered, she stated her opinion. She thinks Jaemin should’ve won the golden medal.

“Oh well, what’s he going to do that will make me living here hell?”

Little did she know she’s foreshadowing the future where he will legitimately make living here hell for her.

Masterlink to “Romance On Ice” Chapters.

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Ask Me Anything

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writemekpop · 2 years

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[3:19 PM]

wc <0.5k, genre: suggestive, pairing: nyt x reader, warning: breast feeding

The afternoon sun was hot on your naked breasts.

You were on a bench in a quiet corner of the park, breastfeeding your daughter. The straps of your dress were pulled down to give your baby girl access.

Your husband Yuta stood in front of you, arms crossed, shielding you from view. He was the definition of protective.

"Is she nearly done?" Yuta asked, brows furrowed. "There's a bunch of school boys coming this way and I swear I'll kick off if even one stares at your boobs."

Yuta glanced back at you, gaze softening when he saw how gently you were cradling the baby to your chest.

Yuta had always found you sexy, but there was something about you becoming a mom that made him constantly hard for you.

"Calming thoughts, babe," you said, chuckling at your hot headed husband. "Remember when- OW!"

You felt a sharp twinge and pulled the baby off your breast.

"Hina just bit my nipple!" you cried.

Yuta gently took the baby out of your hands and placed a kiss on her nose.

"Naughty girl," he cooed. A devilish smirk appeared on his face. "Only daddy's allowed to do that."

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doyoungflower · 2 years

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JUNGWOO

5 ᴛɪᴍᴇꜱ ɪ ʀᴇᴀʟɪᴢᴇᴅ ɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ

warnings: slightly suggestive

1. When you told me you matched your breath with mine.

To be honest I barely remember how the conversation started, maybe we were talking about sciencey things, but suddenly you confessed to the sweetest things someone has done to me. Often, I get anxious about things, not like how people get excited to meet a friend but how my body hyperventilates when overthinking all the ways I can fuck the situation up. You were always there when I needed, even if I all I needed was for you to hold my hand. What I didn't know was that while you hold me, you always try to match the rhythm of your breath with mine and slowly calm it down so my subconscious would follow. Then, i realized that I loved you because you took care of me even in the most silent ways, not ever needing acknowledgment to prove you are there.

2. When you get impressed when I sing for you.

To say you're my biggest fan is an understatement, to the millions of pictures you save of me to how excited you get when I sing my lines in songs. However, nothing beats how your eyes sparkle when I sing only to you, cuddling in your couch and our faces millimeters apart. You tell me I sound like an angel and start babbling about how can someone make their vocie sound like 'that'. You try to mimic it, but it just sounds out of tune. I laugh and then realize I love you because rather than being discouraged for not being able to sing, you just get more enamored and proud of me.

3. When you get excited about your studies and explain them to me for hours.

In hindsight to my singing, I never fail to admire you when you try to explain to me something you just learn in class. It doesn't matter how complicated all the terms sounds to my ears, or how I can barely understand how it works, but everytime you talk fast and articulate with your hands excitedly you look the cutest to me. At that time, I realized I loved you because your passion radiates in massive waves out of you and to fall for your brain as well as your face is the biggest privilege to me.

4. When we were making out in the shower and shampoo got into your eyes.

Needless to say that when we first got under the water our plan wasn't exactly have a perfectly 'clean' shower. Your body that looked like it was meant to fit with mine just lookes too inticing to me, but you insisted that you at least needed to wash your hair or it would get tangled later. I couldn't stop looking at your lips while you applied the shampoo into your hair, they were so plump and soft that I couldn't resist to take them. Your hands flied instantly to my shoulders in surprise but either way you complied. That was until seconds later a drop of shampoo slipped from your hair to your eye and in the next moment you were detaching our lips and groaning in pain. While attacking your eye with the shower head in an attempt to make the pain go away I realized I loved you because your clumsiness was equally endearing and hilarious.

5. Everynight we cuddle and stay silent until we fall asleep.

I know, it's simple, but being with you more than ever made me realize how the littlest things can fulfill my heart. Being comfortable in your arms, sensing the peace of being able to feel your heartbeat next to mine. I don't need you to spell it out a hundred i love you's, all I need is you right there by my side. Your simple company makes me realize that I love you just for being here.

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peachybun-bun · 3 years

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More Than One Night [pt 4]

pairing; Na Jaemin x f reader

genre; fluff, comedy, smut

notes/warnings; mention of eating, alcohol, Dreamies are roomies as usual. there was a brief insinuation of a bet where money is exchanged. semi-guided masturbation (female/male), unprotected sex, talk of kinks, sir kink, slight dom insinuation, sex health talk.

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PART 1, PART 2, PART 3

You had thought about Na Jaemin of course, but after the first day you wondered if he had really been interested, or if you had been simply a one night stand. Not that it was a bad thing, it was one hell of a one night stand. Still, you kinda felt like there had been something there. You had considered being the first one to text, but something in your gut told you to wait, so you did.

Three days had passed. You had all but given up as you sat on your couch, sulking into a pint of Ben & Jerry’s, when your phone’s text message tone went off next to you on the couch. You figured it was your best friend. The two of you had been discussing what the next move was, and you had decided to skip out on the bar hopping. The best plan of action was ice cream, sweat pants, and cheesy rom coms far too early in the morning.

Sliding your finger over the unlock, your eyes widens when you see the name. You almost lose your pint of ice cream to the floor, with how quickly you sit up, but manage to correct yourself. You sit it to the side, so you can see what Jaemin has sent you. It had been 3 days since you spoke to him, since he had brought you home in his car.

Jaemin: Hey. I really enjoyed the other night but the company for breakfast was better. Would you like to get coffee and spend the day with me? If you aren’t busy of course. [7:45 am]

Staring for just a moment, you type a response, delete it, type another, and delete it again, before just sitting there. Of course you wanted to accept and go out, but you would need time. You hadn’t showered in a day, and you didn’t want to scare him off by going out in sweats.

Jaemin watched the three dots pop up, and then vanish with a frown as he sat between Mark and Renjun now. The other two boys frowned, watching them disappear, making eye contact unsure what to do, until they heard the sound of a message come through.

Y/N: Of course. That sounds wonderful actually. Want me to meet you somewhere in particular? [7:50 am]

Mark lets out a breath first and nods, patting Jaemin’s head, before sliding away giving him space.

Renjun stays where he is, too interested in the action unfolding next to him. Jaemin simply raises a brow and pushes him with his elbow. “No way...I sat around for 3 days waiting for this. Answer her, jackass.”

Jaemin groans at Renjun's voice, and sighs as he types out his response, a smile spreading across his face.

Jaemin: Can I pick you up? It’s a surprise. [7:51 am]

Y/N: Sure. Give me an hour to get ready? [7:52 am]

Jaemin: Of course. I’ll see you soon. [7:54 am]

Jaemin grins and slides his phone into his hoodie jacket, before looking at Renjun who ruffles his hair. “Go get her, tiger.”

An hour later, you found yourself looking much more presentable. You hadn’t dressed up per se, but you didn’t look like a girl from a heartbreak movie stuffing her face with ice cream anymore. Slipping on your jacket and shoes just in time as the doorbell rang, you glance behind you, hoping you had picked up enough stuff, before opening the door and smiling as you see Jaemin.

Was it possible he looked even better after 3 days? God, he still smelled amazing. You really needed to figure out what it was he wore, for complete research purposes of course. “Hey there.”

He grins at you, and you can’t help but feel as your knees almost go weak. You keep yourself steady, pushing your hair behind your ear and grabbing your bag. “Hello, yourself. I wasn’t sure you were going to text me...but I’m glad you did.”

He tilts his head to your words and offers you his hand, which you take. “I’m sorry I kept you waiting, I promise I’ll explain before the end of the day.”

You laugh at the answer but nod. “Alright...so where are we going?”

Jaemin couldn’t stop looking over at you. You were stunning, even more so than when he had met you in the bar. Casual clothes were your style. You looked trendy, but you weren’t trying too hard because you didn’t need to. His eyes wanted to drink in every inch of you, but he kept his place as his fingers laced with yours, leading you outside to his car. “There is a coffee shop I really love. It’s a little hole in the wall I usually like to keep to myself, but I’m willing to share my secrets with you, if you can keep the secret yourself.”

You laugh and slide into his car as he opens the door. Once he was behind the wheel, you nod and put on your seatbelt. “I can keep a secret if it means I get to know more about you. Who are you hiding this shop from?”

Jaemin laughs and nods as he puts the car into gear, turning you in the direction of the shop. “Everyone...specifically my friends. Only Jeno knows where this place is, and he knows better than to tell the others. I like having my space from them sometimes.”

That made complete sense. You remembered they had grown up together basically, so it was only logically for him to need some separation. “Well, cross my heart, your secret coffee shop is safe with me.”

Jaemin smiles and reaches his hand over to squeeze above your knee softly, “Perfect...you look beautiful by the way.”

Your cheeks flush lightly. You glance at his hand on your knee and take a breath. “Thank you, you look pretty handsome today yourself, sir.”

He laughs, sucking in his bottom lip, raising a brow when you call him sir. He knew you hadn’t meant it in a sexual way, but it had an effect coming off your lips. “Careful...I might enjoy you calling me that too much.”

A laugh escapes your lips, and you raise your brows. “I’m sorry, do you have a sir kink?”

Jaemin laughs, showing off his perfect teeth. You can’t help but smile at his reaction. Narrowing his eyes playfully, letting his teeth run over his bottom lip as he glances at you, he shrugs and looks back at the road. “How about we keep the kink talk for a little later this evening, because I have several questions for you in that department.”

Your cheeks flush slightly, your eyes widening a bit as you look back to the road. “Well, I will look forward to that conversation later then.”

Jaemin smirks and winks at you, letting his hand squeeze your knee once more, before he puts both hands back on the wheel to turn into the alley and find a parking spot. You look up to see the sign, but it was so faded you couldn’t make out more than Bean... and was that Bag?

Jaemin gets out, waiting for you to join him, and offers you his hand as soon as you are close enough. “I’m going to be honest, Jaemin. Place looks a little sketchy.”

Laughing, Jaemin scratches the back of his neck as he leads you towards the building and inside. “It’s not, I promise.”

The bell above the door announces your entrance. You glance around, pleasantly surprised by how different the inside was compared to the outside. Inside was warm, smelled delicious as expected of any coffee shop, and most importantly there were only a few patrons. Jaemin smiles watching you take in a deep breath. “I know...wait till you taste their coffee.”

With your two Americanos, along with the largest muffin you had ever seen, Jaemin leads you to what he explains is his favorite spot. Next to the window is an oversized chair that he usually sits in alone, today he shares with you. He was right, the coffee was some of the best you have had, and the muffin was more than enough to share. Jaemin breaks off bits of the muffin to hand to you to eat, but after a while just offers for you to take from his fingers.

After an hour or so of family discussion, learning more about his friends and your friends, he threw away the rest of the muffin and the garbage. He waves to the shop owner, before leading you back out to the car. “Do you want some actual food? We can take some corn dogs home.”

Smiling, you nod as he opens the passenger's side door for you this time, letting you slip into your seat, before taking his own. You could get used to this. You weren’t sure what it was yet, but you liked it.

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Jaemin’s foot opens the door as he holds the large box of corn dogs, letting you slip past him. A bag of cider, cola, and soju is in your hand as you glance around the entrance way. You hadn’t been sure you’d be back in this house, but here you were.

It was much louder during the day, than the night you had slipped in with Jaemin. He winks at you as he kicks his shoes off, and gestures to you to go on in. You had to admit, even though you had met all of his roommates, you still weren’t sure how they felt about you, or you just barging into their living space. “With you…”

Jaemin smiles at your words and nods, putting his free arm around your shoulders. He balances the box of food on his hand as he walks you into the house, glancing into the living room and finding everyone besides Jisung. “Where is Jisung?”

Mark glances up, noticing the food first, then you with a grin. “At that concert. Hey, Y/N! Good to see you again. Let me get that.” He takes the drinks from you, and Jeno takes the box of food out of Jaemin’s hands, opening it on the coffee table with a grin.

“Don’t eat all of them. Save some for us.”

Jeno nods, already grabbing one coated in sugar and taking a big bite, before waving at you with a string of cheese hanging from his mouth. You can’t help but smile while shaking your head.

Jaemin was more surprised than you at how easily you seemed to fit in after less than an hour. He had his arm around your waist, his fingers lazily playing with your shirt over your stomach as your hand rested on his leg.

Jeno watched curiously, amused with how quickly it seemed that Jaemin was able to treat you like this. He knew his friend was guarded, but with you it was like you had always been there. He felt a pang of jealousy, before turning away taking a shot of soju, his attention back on the movie.

You relax against Jaemin, enjoying the feel of his fingers brushing against your skin as his fingers trail under the cotton of your shirt. A smile on your face, you glance at him as he gives you a sly look, gesturing his eyes behind the couch towards his room. As you nod, he smiles and slides his arm from you, before standing taking your hand.

Renjun looked up at you two with a smirk, not saying anything. Chenle was less subtle, laughing and putting his hand out to Mark, who put a bill into his hand.

Jaemin kicks Chenle’s leg out of the way with a scoff, before leading you away from his friends, down the hall and into his room. He lets the door close, behind you both with a soft click, as he locks the door. You sit on his bed stretching a bit, your cheeks a bit flushed from having watched the interaction between his friends as you two had decided to have some time alone from them.

Watching you carefully, Jaemin smiles a bit just standing there, before you give him a look and laugh. “What is it?”

He laughs and crawls on the bed behind you, pulling you too him to hold you closely. Your leg drapes over his, your knee resting between his legs. “Nothing...ready to have that talk?”

If you had thought your cheeks were flushed before, now they were bright pink. Jaemin laughs, watching it happen, before leaning to press a kiss to each cheek. “We don’t have to talk about it…”

You shake your head at his words and smile. “No, we can. It’s probably actually important if we are going to do this right?”

Jaemin nods in agreement as his fingers slide down your arm and over to your waist, where his fingers claim your skin again, tracing small shapes causing you to draw in a breath.

“I already know you have a thing about being called sir.”

Jaemin laughs at your statement, and bites his bottom lip, “You don’t have to if you don’t want to, but yeah it’s pretty hot. I know you can listen...seems like you like a little direction.”

You suck in a breath again as his finger slides along the waistband of your jeans. You nod, as your eyes close to the feel of his fingers against your hip. “I do...and you liked to tell me what to do, so that seemed to work out.”

Jaemin grins and nods as his fingers find the button of your jeans, working it open. “I did. I do. Now to the important boring stuff...I’m clean, I get tested frequently.”

You gasp as his fingers slide down your zipper, the pad of his fingers pressing against your lower abdomen over the top of your panties, as he waits for you to speak. “I am too...and I’m on birth control.”

He grins at that knowledge, sliding his fingers into your panties and over your folds, causing you to gasp. “That’s good, I’ll still use a condom if you want me to.”

You shake your head, “You don’t have to, as long as we are safe.” Your eyes finding him as his index finger circles your clit in a tight motion.

Jaemin leans to press a kiss to your lips, using his body to put you on your back, his fingers never leaving you. “I don’t know what I want this to be...but I don’t want you with anyone else. Is that okay?”

You moan, lifting your lips towards his finger, as his other hand works your jeans down with gentle tugs. “Yes...I don’t want you with anyone either. You are all I could think about.”

Grinning, Jaemin kisses your jaw, before pulling back his face and hand, so that he can undress you more efficiently. “I couldn’t get you off my mind. I’m sorry I took so long, but 3 days is good luck. I wanted this to work.”

You laugh a bit, still not understanding. Your laugh is cut off as your shirt is removed over your head, and Jaemin’s mouth is gently nipping at your skin over your bra. “Why 3 days?”

Running his tongue over lace, he looks up to meet your eyes, before slipping his hands behind your back and unclasping your bra, so he can pull it from you. “3 is my favorite number, it’s never failed me. I had to wait exactly 3 days, but it almost drove me crazy. All I could think about was getting you back here, and back in my bed. I wanted my mouth all over you, to taste you.”

You moan his name softly, running your fingers through his soft hair as his tongue circles your nipple, causing your back to arch. “I wanted that so much, Jaemin…”

He groans against your skin, hearing his name on your lips. “What did you do when you thought about me?”

You smile at his question, lifting your hips as he slides your panties down, his mouth breaking from your breast. You watch as he pulls his shirt over his head, eyes watching you full of lust. “Show me what you did.”

Jaemin slides off the bed, and you do as he asks, sliding your hand down your stomach as you spread your legs. Fingers dip towards your entrance, past your folds, his eyes following your hand intently as he works his jeans and boxers down.

Pressing your middle finger into your core, you moan and close your eyes, arching your back off his bed. You had done this several times in the past days while you waited for him to call. All you could think about was the night you two had shared, and how much you hadn’t wanted to leave his bed.

Groaning as he runs his hand over his mouth, his other hand gripping his length, Jaemin strokes himself a few times, watching as your finger gently dips into and out of your wet pussy. You were so beautiful, and now he could say you were his. “That’s so good. When you were touching yourself at home, did you think about how I made you moan my name so much that you could barely speak the next morning?”

Moaning to his words and the thought, you slip a second finger past your folds and nod, “Yes, sir…”

Jaemin thrusts into his hand when you call him sir, a louder groan crossing his lips. Your eyes finding his hand wrapped around his cock, you bite your bottom lip, before moving your gaze to his eyes. He shakes his head and runs his free hand through his hair, “You have no idea what you do to me...let me taste those fingers, baby.”

Sliding your fingers from between your legs, you hold up your hand as Jaemin kneels on the bed between your legs to take your wrist. His eyes on yours as he sucks your fingers into his mouth, licking your fingers clean with a groan. Pulling his head back, he licks his lips and leans to press his lips to yours in an eager kiss.

Your hands slide up into his hair, keeping him close, until he grabs your wrists and pins your hands above your head, looking down at you. “I want to take my time with you, but all I think about is getting inside of you.”

You flush at his words, lifting your hips towards him, wanting the same thing. Jaemin’s lips move to press at your throat, causing you to press your head back into the pillows, as your nails gently make half moon indentations in your palms as he keeps your hands from him.

“I’m not sure I’ll ever let you leave, baby...just leave you in my bed and worship you like this every single moment of every day. Does that sound good?”

You moan as you feel his knee press your legs further open. You help him, lifting your leg to wrap around his hip. Jaemin moves both of your wrists to one hand, moving his free one to grip his shaft, putting his head at your entrance as he waits for your answer.

Nodding, you look up at him now that you can see his face again. “Yes, sir...I never want to leave. I want you all the time. God please...Jaemin.”

He smiles as you all but beg for him to thrust into you. He doesn’t keep you waiting, as he shifts and slides his cock into you slowly. A groan falling from his lips, that is silenced as his mouth hits your neck again. His free hand grips at your hip, as his hand on your wrists keeps them held tightly.

Moving his lips to your ear, he lowers his voice, speaking in whispers as his hips begin to move in a deep steady rhythm. “You feel so good...you’re perfect.”

You whine into a moan, feeling your skin chill as his voice vibrates against your ear, causing chill bumps to spread over your skin. You can’t help but to dig your heel into his hip, pulling him closer to you, as your hips rise to meet each of his thrusts. He was right, it felt so good. You could feel pressure building as he arched his hips and began to thrust harder, hitting you just right. “Jaemin...oh my god.”

A smirk on his lips, he loved hearing that desperation on your lips. God, he loved the way you sounded as your walls closed around him, your orgasm causing his thrusts to become all that more urgent. Jaemin groans loudly, before moving his lips back to yours, biting at your bottom lip to the point that it was throbbing softly into the kiss.

You hear a strained moan escape into the kiss as Jaemin cums into you, slowly coming to a stop to lay on top of you. His hand on your wrist releases your hands, which immediately move to grip at him, one finding his hair and pulling his face closer as you deepen the kiss. Your other hand scratches lightly at his waist, as his hips lazily thrust one last time.

After a moment, Jaemin slides from you and turns to lay on his back, looking up at the ceiling with a grin. You laugh softly to yourself, before turning to press a kiss to his chest, working soft kisses up to his lips, causing him to laugh in return as his hand slides over your back. “I really could get used to this, you know?”

You pull back from the kiss to look at him as he speaks. Shaking your head, you smile and run your fingers over his cheek, before kissing the tip of his nose. “I could too. I can tell you that I can’t wait to get to know you even better, and see where this goes, because no one else has had me this head over heels after making me sit around for 3 days.”

Jaemin laughs and closes his eyes, groaning, before running a hand over his face, knowing he wasn’t going to live down his 3 day rule. “I promise I will make it up to every single day if I have to.”

You smile and nod, “I’ll hold you to that promise.”

Jaemin grins and pushes your hair behind your ear, knowing he’d be happy to keep that promise if it was you.

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[3:02pm] "I missed you." You muttered into Jisung's chest, arms wrapped tightly around his torso. Jisung had dropped his bag next to the front door when you ran up and hugged him, his arms now comfortably around your shoulders.

"I was only gone a few hours-" He trailed off, looking down at the top of your head.

"Mhm..." You hummed, urging him to continue. You shut your eyes, releving in the feeling of safety that came with him. Jisung sighed and rested his cheek against your head.

"But I missed you too."

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2-cute-4-school · 4 years

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NCT Dream reaction : you give them a handmade gift

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Genre : fluff fluff fluff

Word count : 2.5K words

Mark Lee

*sigh* my overworked baby, SM pls let him rest

he probably forgets to eat from time to time or just doesn’t time to

which breaks your poor little heart :<

so when Mark stays in the recording room until late in the night once again, you don’t go to him empty handed

you go to him with a handful of homemade cookies!!! ヽ(^◇^*)/

when you enter the studio, Mark’s slumped figure immediately straightens up, tired eyes lighting up at the sight of you

he turns in his chair and stretched out his arms to you with a puppy face and your heart :((( just :((((( melts :(((((((((( wow mark no need to kill us all with your babie culture

but who are you to say no to this angel with somewhat less appropriate thoughts but you didn’t hear this from me so you don’t hesitate to walk into his open arms

he lays his head on your stomach, nuzzling into you and cuddling up to you like a clingy koala bear as you run your fingers comfortingly through his hair, lightly massaging his head

with the serene atmosphere you almost forgot why you came so you pulled away from Mark, your heart clenching at his whine and bring the bag with the cookies out of your backpack and thrust it in his hands

he looks from you to the bag and back with eyes so wide and innocent your brain almost short circuited at the utter cuteness

he digs into it once you prompt him to, a soft ‘woah’ coming out from him once he was hit with the sight of freshly baked cookies

“daaamn these are so good, babe” your eyes shine with pride

as he sticks one in his mouth, munching delighted at it (◠‿◠✿) , he grabs you with an arm, sitting you on his lap like a baby that you are and prodding your lips with another cookie he grabbed out of the bag

“oh no, I made these for you, I don’t-”

he doesn’t let you finish your sentence as he pushes the cookie in your mouth, watching you fondly as you start munching on it and patting your head with a gentle hand

“you’re so much cuter when you’re not nagging”

*GASP*

the Disrespect

Huang Renjun

this baby probably also showers you in his own gifts such as paintings or drawing of you sooo

it’s only proper that you also gist him something made by you (°∀°)

you work your cute ass off to perfect the most adorable Moomin key-chain you can come up with *huff*

the day you finally deem it good enough to be shown to the top artist Huang Renjun you sweat buckets as you approach him

Renjun is busy on his iPad as you paddle over to him and stick the key-chain in his face with a dumb but proud smile “here”

Renjun turns to you with a blank face “what is this?”

●‿●

when I tell you the blood drained from your face and you died 50 times internally, your soul just left your body and you saw your life flash before your eyes ‘well life was good, time to say goodbye eyy’

you manage a loud and definitely not artificial laugh

“HAHAHA JUST AN UGLY THING I made I MEAN FOUND HAha ʰᵃ!!! Hey doesn’t it look like you in the morning?!”

that’s when you knew you gotta bolt the scene

but Renjun of course couldn’t let your embarrassment end there the grumpy little gremlin

he snatched the keychain from you and curled his other hand around you, gluing you to his side and you froze as you looked into his sparkly wide eyes ( Renjun’s eyes are galaxies fite me )

“you made this for me?”

“uh yeah”

warning : you were strangled to death by Renjun who deemed that a simple ‘thank you’ just couldn’t suffice, you had to die asphyxiated by his bear hug

“thank u thank u thank it’s so cute, I love it so much! I love you so much!!!”

“do you love me more than Moomin?”

warning 2 : he threw you away faster than he captured you in his deathly cute hug

“know your place, no. 2″

(¤﹏¤)

Lee Jeno

so Jeno is just a biiiiit upset at you maybe

okay maybe a bit more than just a bit

because you might or might have not broken his favorite cup which, mind you, was also a gift from you, when you were at the dorms

so now this overgrown baby gives you THE stinky eye and makes sarcastic and grumpy remarks with any chance he gets

and honesty as much as you love him, you’re ABSOLUTELY DONE with his pettiness :’)

that’s how you find yourself seated at your desk with a blank cup, acrylic watercolors and brushes spread everywhere as you squeeze every ounce of willpower to finish what you started

so after 2 mental breakdown, painted fingers and a veryyy dirty desk, you finished painting a cute design on Jeno’s new cup

you let it dry and didn’t waste another second to bring it to Jeno who still sulked at the dorms

once you were let inside, you trudged over to Jeno who was sat at the couch, refusing to get up and greet you with kisses as he usually did and slammed the cup on the coffee table in front of him

his frown turned into a confused puppy face so fast his duality amazed you once again, he lifted the cup gently, running the tips of his fingers gently over the paintings you worked so hard to complete for him

“are you still mad, nono?”

his silence was quite unnerving as you started to tire yourself out, your voice weakened by worry, but he lifted his head, looking at you with eyes so soft your heart fluttered wildly in your chest

“mad? you-you did this for me and you think I’m mad?”

he put the cup down much gentler than you and stood up from his seat, engulfing you in his arms, one of his hands squeezing you impossibly close to him and the other one cradling your head to his chest

“I think I just fell in love with you once again”

“if you fall in love just from a painted cup I should be more careful when I leave you alone”

he chuckled at your witty remark, kissing the side of his neck

once you broke apart, he placed his new favorite cup on the highest shelf and turned to you with a shit-eating grin

“i’ll put this here so maybe you won’t break this one too”

“sleep with an eye open tonight, lee” (☉‿☉✿)

Lee Donghyuck

so another overworked baby of mine bless his soul

his schedule is so packed so even though he’d cuddle with you until the end of times you actually didn’t get to do that as often as you’d like

and we all know how whiny lil cutie baby Haechanie can get when he doesn’t get what he wants :’))))

and since unfortunately you can’t be beside him all of the time like he wants you to, you decide the next best thing : you knit him a scarf !! you even stuck a tag made out of a soft material with a drawing of a smiley sun to one end of the scarf

he looks so shocked when you skip into his room and lovingly strangle him with the scarf

and you swear you could see his eyes glisten when you tell him you made it yourself and he remembers the bandaids that seemed to grow in number every day which you always shrugged of when he asked

although the tears may be from the lack of air ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

n e way, he looks so thankful as he wordlessly cradles your hands in his, bringing them up to his lips and taking the time to litter kisses over every single one of your small injuries, whispering a soft ‘i love you’ at the end

you swear your heart runs leaps through your rib cage

he just loves you so so much and would appreciate anything you give him

you bring his face back up and press a huge *smooch* on his lips and you both giggle in between your kisses

why so cute you lovebirds?!?

he brings the scarf everywhere he goes, to the dorms, to every show, concert, whenever he travels somewhere, no matter the season

it becomes his lucky charm

once, Renjun sends you a picture of your Hyuckie sleeping cuddled up to the scarf, his nose nuzzled into it

“you know I won’t let him forget about this. EVER” you smirk at Renjun’s text, typing back a reply

“pls do” ( ಠ◡ಠ )

Na Jaemin

this sweet boi hold close to his heart anything you give him

so there’s literally no reason to stress over the bracelet you decided to craft for him

but you being you of course you want to rip your hair out every time something doesn’t go your way ah the levels of patience are definitely soaring through the roof

you even swallowed your pride and asked Jeno for help (read as used him as a puppet) so you were sure you’d get the right size

so after doubting the colors, patterns, material, your entire life choices, you asked Jaemin to close his eyes the next time you met up

with extra shaky fingers, you wrapped the bracelet around his wrist and fumbled to tie it properly

“I’m not getting any younger over here, y/n”

“shut up, mommy jaemie”

he managed to slap the back of your head even with his eyes closed (>‘o’)>

so when you finally tied a sturdy knot with your chicken fingers, you let him open his eyes and beach let me tell you the way his entire face broke into a smile at the sight of the pretty bracelet around your wrist

the sun seemed to pale in comparison with his precious smile, jaemin lights up the world no question, there’s no way you can convince me otherwise

“oh my God, my baby spent time making me such a pretty gift, I must have saved a country in my previous life, come here, let me smooch you into next week (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧ “

so that’s how you ended up trapped in Jaemin’s embrace FOREVER

he kept on complimenting you the entire day and made it his mission to boast to every member he could get is hands on about his pretty gift made by his even prettier baby, he’s such a sucker for you no joke whipped culture right here m’am

“Jaemin, the the threads are getting dirty, don’t you think it’s time to take it off-?”

“I’ll die wearing this ʘ‿ʘ“

Zhong Chenle

among all of his ultra expensive things he has, he is dead sure that you’re the most precious in his life

he often told you he’d give up every penny in his bank and all his fame as long as he got to keep you by his side

he regarded you as a ray of warm light when the world left him cold and he swore he’d fight off anything and anyone who dared to hurt you

so this is how he found himself a bit confused and extremely guilty over how he is supposed to fight himself, watch and learn baby

he never meant to upset you, especially over something you poured your blood, sweat and tears into perfecting it just for him

sure, you were aware the Chinese patters you sewed carefully into a pristine white material weren’t perfect, but the way he laughed in you face once you offered it to him toppled your negative emotions over

he wasn’t aware that you sewed it yourself when he made fun of it

“jeez, where did you get this from, Y/N, the clownery fair? even though you should report them for to costumer protection for its ugliness”

“maybe I should report you for being a bitchy prick” ʕ ಡ ﹏ ಡ ʔ

you glare at him and storm away, slamming the door

chenle, the most oblivious and babiest boyfriend : (Θ︹Θ)ს well shit

but of course you couldn’t stay mad at him for long when he sweet talked his way back into your good side basically every minute of the day after finding out from Renjun (this angry angel helped you bless his soul) how hard you worked to sew that

so even though you’re still sulking a lil bit

you accept to come over at his house and as soon as you enter his room you’re shook

where one of his posters once hung above his bed now stood your sewing project proudly

you stared in awe like （’◎’）

“but I though you said it’s ugly”

“that’s before I knew it’s made by you. Anything you did is directly promoted to gorgeous, admirable, incomparable-”

ヾ(＠⌒▽⌒＠)ﾉ

3 weeks later while cuddling

you : *GASP* “I’m so sorry for calling you a bitchy prick, baby”

Park Jisung

he is a giant as much as he is a baby and you agree with me even if you don’t

babies are fascinated by almost anything, especially colorful things

which means Jisung is also fascinated by colorful things ʕ·ᴥ·ʔ

so when you met and you pulled out a few origami figures of different, lively colors, Jisung : (✪㉨✪)

“woah, how did you do these?”

“they’re like basic origami figurines”

if he wasn’t amazed enough already

when you picked up a purple frog and pressed on its bottom and it jumped, Jisung jumped up with it

“WOAH, how did you do THAT?”

you didn’t have the heart to break his innocent awe and tell him it didn’t take longer than 5 minutes to make that frog

so you just settled for a shrug and a simple

“magic, Jisung, magic”

at that, he straightens up in his seat, his awestruck expression fading into a serious one as he grips your shoulders tightly （´＿｀）

“you’ve been lying to me, haven’t you?” ~(｡☉︵ ಠ@)>

“what do you mean, sungie?”

“you’re a wizard!!!!!!!!!”

*facepalm* *internal sigh* *whale noises because cuteness levels are just too high*

“uh, yeah sure, baby, whatever floats your boat”

you try to turn away to hide your growing smile, but jisung isn’t having it

“no, you can’t leave me like this!! teach me!!!1!”

he grips your sleeve and looks at you with such wide innocent eyes as if you’re another wonder of the world and you swear you melt on the spot

“well, you know, my services aren’t free” (¬‿¬)

“what do you want?”

“kisses?” ( jisung shutting down )

“k-kisses? kisses??!? i mean *clears throat and buffs up* yeah sure, that’s all? i can do kisses” ( this baby blushed after only mentioning it but okay boss baby go off I guess ) (*~▽~)

he could’t even be disappointed when he found out origami was nowhere near to magic when you spoiled him with kithes all evening *cue a red Jisungie*

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