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CRUEL SUMMER (heejayke au)

chapter 2- summer date

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genre: the summer i turned pretty au, fluff, coming-of-age, angst, romance, teen drama, childhood friends to lovers au, strangers to lovers

synopsis: every summer, you, your mom, and your brother visit cousins beach along with your mother’s best friends and her two sons: heeseung and jake. you’ve always had a crush on heeseung but he only sees you as his little sister. then you meet this boy, jay. he was everything a girl could ask for: sweet, caring, a gentleman, in short the total package.

you knew that your heart is going to have to choose between the boy who can like you for real or the boy you’ve been in love since you were twelve. but what happens when jake starts looking at you the same way you looked at heeseung?

worse is what happens when heeseung starts looking at you the same way you've been looking at him?

pairings: conrad!heeseung x belly!reader x jeremiah!jake x cameron!jay (including steven!sunghoon)

other appearances from: the rest of the enhypen members, yoon seha (actress from sky castle), yujin of le sserafim, wonyoung of ive, jeon somi, aespa

guest appearances from: chaewon and sakura of le sserafim, yujin of ive, sungchan of nct (mentioned only)

warnings: foul language, mentions of sex, sexual jokes, insecurity, slight pressure from adults, yunjin and her friends being mean, flashback of terminal ilness, date crashing, making out, heeseung being a jerk, arguing.

*lowercase intended

*the age of the characters are teenagers. heeseung is 18. sunghoon and jake are 17. jay, reader, and the rest of the enhypen members are 16.

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you immediately got to your bike. you and the boys have bikes for you to use when taking a joy ride around cousins.

you were paddling fast. so fast that you felt your knees burning you and becoming numb. when you reached the pier, you immediately jumped out of your bike. but no matter how hard you tried to catch up, you missed the boat.

"wait!" you scream as you ran to the pier. but it was no use. the boat was far away from where you were.

on the other side, jay was being teased by his friends in the boat. the night after that kiss, his friends found him sitting down by the pier, smiling and curling his knees up. when jay told him about the kiss, his friends kept asking him questions like you and jay were official. jay ended their night saying, “we have a long day tomorrow, guys.”

right now, the four boys were at the boat getting summer morning fresh air. they had homework that was due today but the bonfire party had them cramming right now.

“i still don’t get why girls won’t come to us.” niki whines as he flips through an almanac about whales. “i mean we may technically be married to whale facts but...we still want to date!”

“tell me about it. last week, wonyoung was looking at some whale books at whale of the tale. and when i suddenly spilled some facts about blue whales, she immediately stormed off.” jungwon says with his arm covering his eyes.

“because you talked about whale reprodiction." sunoo comes back from getting his cup of coffee in the kitchen. seriously, who would bring that up all of a sudden?”

"oh shut up, sunoo."

the three boys noticed their friend sitting down, quiet as the wind brushes through his face. he was smiling like the way he did the night before.

“hey, lover boy.” jungwon calls and jay immediately turns his head.

“please tell us you got that girl’s number.”

jay scratches his head, “i didn’t. thanks for reminding. and her name is y/n.”

“y/n? you mean sunghoon’s sister?” jungwon asks with bitterness in his voice.

“yeah. you know her?”

“her brother has a thing for wonyoung.” niki says which makes jungwon kick his leg.

“woah that means she’s friends with those brothers, right? heeseung and jake.” niki asks, his tone sounding like there’s tea to be spilled.

“uh yeah. she mentioned she’s been friends with them since she was a baby.”

“damn. if i were one of them, i’d be hitting on her right now.”

jay looks at niki with a cold stare. niki does a leace sign and continues reading his almanac. jungwon couldn't concentrate due to the fact that the girl he'd been crushing on since last year is probably dating your brother. sunoo was just enjoying his coffee while catching up with whale terms.

as for jay, he was looking at the ocean, using his binoculars to spot a whale. but whenever he does, all he could see was your face. the flavia he knew back in 7th grade was cute. boys mostly chased over your friend but he would notice you. and when you recited your poem during class, he never found a girl as smart and as cute as you. when he saw you again this summer, he was beyond excited. he wanted to get to know you better. you had this aura that you were ready to explore and try new things.

jay on the other hand, was not the type to ask girls out after meeting them. but with you, he wanted to. and he will.

***

"do we physically have to sit for our portraits? can't she just like, look at a picture on her phone or something?" jake says as he pours the raw scrambled egg into the pan. he turns to your mom who was sitting on the table, looking at her laptop with her reading glasses. sunghoon came in the kitchen wearing his uniform for the country club.

“she needs to see you in the flesh in order to capture your essence. while you’re still young and full of hope.” your mom replies as she goes back to typing.

“well, heeseung does not have hope, actually. he is hopeless. but...my hangover smoothie cures all."

heeseung, lying in the living room can hear his brother, his head still throbbing from his hangover last night.

"can you please just hurry up?" heeseung says while holding his head.

"just go back to bed alright?" jake continues cooking his breakfast and sunghoon sneaks up from behind him.

"sunghoon, get out." jake blocks sunghoon.

"oh come on!"

"this is delicate science and your heavy breathing is gonna break the yolk." sunghoon raises both of his hands, "okay, okay, i get it," before walking away.

"she hasn't painted you since you were little. i think it'd be nice to have these portraits for when you're older."

sunghoon leans on the kitchen counter, "when i'm older, i'm sure, there'll be, like, holograms or something i can watch myself, you know?"

jake turns of the stove, leaving the egg half cooked and proceeds to finish the hangover smoothie he left at the blender. the sound wakes heeseung up and he gets back to lying his head down the arm rest if the couch.

"just... sit for your portraits. okay? I don't see heeseung complaining." your mom points at heeseung lying down.

"he'll complain when he's conscious." jake pours the smoothie into a glass before walking to his brother, still massaging his head.

"here." jake hands the smoothie over to heeseung which he accepts.

"come on. hurry your ass up. i can't be late for my first day of work."

jake walks to sunghoon, "we won't. we're good." sunghoon smacks jake's butt and jake walks passed by sunghoon, going back to stove.

"those old country club boomers are gonna tip me so hard, man, they won't know what i hit 'em." sunghoon lifts his crotch up at the last part. your mom gives him a disgusted face, "sunghoon, i swear."

"auntie, my man's got to hit that bread." jake and sunghoon give exchanging looks. he turns the stive back on and continues to cook his egg. on cue, you have arrived, tired and catching your breath from biking.

"good morning," you say with disappointment in your voice.

"y/n, where have you been?" your mom asks.

you continue to walk to the counter and your mom notices your bruise becoming darker.

"oh my god, honey, you bruise." your mom touches your cheek.

"mom, it's fine. i'll just ice it."

heeseung was now sitting down, lookung at you from the living room. you turn to where heeseugn was and he says, "it doesn't look that bad."

you were a little hurt. you remember how heeseung was worried when you fell last night. but then again, he was drunk. you thought that he didn't mean it.

"um, cereal?" jake asks you.

"yeah. please."

"coming right up." jake gets the cereal from their cupboard. you wait for your breakfast when aunt se ha comes into the kitchen, holding out some envelopes.

"hello! so i got home from the country club this morning and look what i got!" aunt seha raises six envelopes.

"cousins is going to be having a ball." everyone didn't react and aunt seha proceeds to explain, "you know...where we get to see you wearing tuxedos and gowns!" aunt seha looks at you at the mention of gowns.

"isn't that thing for adults?" sunghoon teases.

"shut up, sunghoon." you tell your brother. jake walks to you to give you your cereal.

sunghoon laughs and then you turn to aunt seha, "um..."

"are you sure, y/n? because this is not your thing."

"because it's not." heeseung says.

your mom was right though. you weren't into dance or balls. you even ditched spring formal but after last night, you thought dolling up and dressing up isn't so bad. you liked how you looked.

"heeseung, could you please be a little more supportive." your aunt seha says as she pours her morning coffee.

"no. i'll go."

aunt seha face looks like she caught a big fish from the water.

"great."

you looked at your mom, she looked surprised as well as the boys.

"she said yes! we need to go shopping."

"i don't know, seha. that sounds pretty..." your mom does this money hand gesture.

"don't worry, it's on me and we need to style you for your book party so..."

"now. which one of you," aunt seha looks at her sons, "will take y/n as her date to the ball?"

"not me." heeseung drinks from his hangover drink.

"yeah, and i swore of balls."

sunghoon laughs and jake immediately says, "the dances, dude."

"wow guys. stop fighting over me." you say in a sarcastic tone then follow, "actually. i'm not going with either of you. i'm going to find my own date."

hearing this, heeseung looks at you without you noticing. he brushes this off and goes to the kitchen and places his glass on the sink.

"i'm going for a swim." heeseung says before leaving the house. somehow, you felt a sting when heeseung didn't showed like he didn't care.

"i don't know seha. y/n hasn't even exoerienced spring formals amd proms and she's going to a ball where you'll require social etiquette."

"oh she could use some etiquette." sunghoon says.

to be honest, you felt a little disheartened that your mom is having second thoughts about you going to a ball. it may be an event that's way out of your comfort zone but it doesn't mean you're not willing to try. all of those thoughts were put aside when you saw heeseung by the pool, taking off his shirt. you felt flustered so you looked at your bowl of cereal instead.

"here you go." jake gives you the egg he cooked a while ago and you gave him a smile. he goes back to the stove to clean up the pans.

"well, hurry up! we have shopping to do."

"it's not like i was getting any work done anyway." your mom says as she closes her laptop.

***

you've been going to different dress shops. since you're going to a ball, you'd be truing different gowns. but here's the thing with gowns. they are ao heavy and they hug your torso.

“uh-uh.”

“no.”

you were wearing a v-neck gown and you have to agree with your mom and aunt seha. it didn’t feel comfortable and it wasn’t “you.” so you were given another gown and it was a blue gown with lace sleeves. it’s a nice color but it didn’t suit you.

it felt like hours when you were trying gowns. and none of them really sparked your interest. right now, you are wearing an off-shoulder white gown. when you turn around, you saw aunt seha’s eyes glint with happiness.

“oh my god.” your mom and aunt seha said at the same time but with different tones. aunt seha looked at you like you were a painting in the museum. your mom looked at you like you were

“it’s...something.” you forced a smile while lifting the tulle of the gown.

“she looks like a princess.”

“she looks like a tooth fairy.”

“oh, honey look at you.” aunt seha stands up and places her hands on your shoulders. the both you look at the mirror. “everyone is going to lay their eyes on you.”

“seha, i love you but i think y/n should try another one.” on the inside, you wanted to crumble. you couldn’t risk trying on another gown.

“what about this one?” your mom shows a dress, it was a simple white satin dress. you haven’t tried that one yet. but you can see yourself wearing it comfortably in the ball.

“oh no, that one’s too simple.”

“but it does seem more like y/n.”

you wanted that dress. but you also wanted to make your aunt seha happy. she was willing to splurge for you and she made you feel like you can be pretty like the girls you looked at the cheerleading squad.

“trust me, these girls go all out.”

“actually mom...” you hesitated for a moment until you made up your mind. “i’ll take this.”

“great!”

your aunt seha was happy. your mom’s face however, looked a little sad but then she replaces it with a forced smile.

“okay. well...” your mom looks at your aunt seha, “thank you.”

“anything for my girl.” your aunt seha smiles then gestures for you to change back to your clothes.

“now. heels.”

this is going to be a long day.

***

you’ve been carrying shopping bags. your aunt seha wanted to buy ou something else other than the gown. so she decided to buy you new clothes you can use. you were tired but shopping for casual clothes than gowns is more fun. when aunt seha sees another shop for you to buy clothes, she immediately tells you to go inside like a she’s a kid.

“do you like that, honey?” your mom asks. you were wearing a checkered pink and white knee length dress with spaghetti straps.

“can i get this?” you shyly ask.

“of course, honey! pick another one you like.”

you aggressively nod and went to the other side of the shop. you spot a green tank top. you were about to take it when another girl beat you to it.

“how about this one?” it was yunjin. she was with her friends, chaewon and sakura.

“i bet heeseung would fall over you again if you wear this to your dates.”

the mention of heeseung’s name again made you feel weak. of course, yunjin would try to look good for heeseung. they were dating after all.

“hey.”

when you heard yunjin’s voice, you immediately shook off your thoughts. you saw the three girls already looking at you. you can feel your intestines being twisted into a knot.

“aren’t you, heeseung’s friend? from the bonfire party?” yunjin asks with a tone like she was making you remember that embarrassing incident. sakura and chaewon were looking at you from head to toe.

“y-yeah. i’m y/n.”

“cool. you shopping here?”

“um...yeah. i’m with my mom and her friend.”

“you still go shopping with your mom?” yunjin asks and you can tell she was judging you as well as her friends who snicker beside her.

“well...see you around.”

yunjin goes to the dressing room with the green top. chaewon and sakura follow her outside of the dressing room. you heard them joking around some more about yunjin and heeseung.

you proceed to look for another top. you found the same design but it’s yellow. you stood in front of the mirror and placed the top in front of you. on cue, yunjin came out of the dressing room and she was wearing the green top. she looked good in it. like she was meant to wear it. you looked at the yellow top again and you realized it wasn’t what you wanted. you really wanted the green one. but there wasn’t another one with the same color.

***

jake has been sitting on the lifeguard chair for a while now. he’s been watching kids splash each other, old people sunbathe while sitting down, and girls trying to catch his attention.

“hey, jake.” karina says while fixing the strap of her bikini top.

“hey, karina.”

on cue, two kids were fighting in the pool and one of them was strangling the other. jake blows on his whistle, “hey!” the two boys stop fighting each other and jake follows, “no choking.” the kid who strangled stuck his tongue out at jake. if there is a person who will piss the shit out of jake, it’s gotta be that kid for he will be seeing him all summer.

“jake, aren’t you gonna save me?” karina winks then swims away. jake on the other hand, bites his lip.

on the other side of the country, sunghoon serves a customer her drink.

“here you go, thank you very much. and don’t forget to tip the your waitress.” sunghoon winks at girl and she forcibly laughs before taking her drink. another waiter calls sunghoon, “hey kid, you’re on break.” “oh, thank you.” sunghoon says before he goes to jake, sitting at the edge of the pool whom he guessed is flirting with another girl.

“totally, uh...yeah. i would love to take you surfing some time.” sunghoon quietly runs to jake and scares him from behind to which the latter actually did. sunghoon laughs and jake slaps his arm, “dude!” jake’s smile disappeared, “oh you fucked up.” “how could i have fucked up?”

jake points at sunghoon’s hairnet, “nobody’s gonna want to hook up with you if they see you in this.”

“you should’ve been a lifeguard with me and hardly anyone drowns.”

sunghoon takes off his hairnet and shakes his hair, “god. okay, wait. i’ll take the hairnet if it means i don’t have to live with my mom freshman year.” sunghoon takes cash out of his pocket and plays with them like a stack of cards, “yeah.”

“fair enough.” jake stands up and places his arm around sunghoon, “take it in, sunghoon. this is all ours.”

***

your mother said she had to go home because she wanted to continue writing for her new novel. even though she just released a new book, your mom really likes to put her mind into her writing career.

so here you are, at a cafe drinking a mocha latte. you didn't want to stay at home like before. you thought, maybe if you ran into some kids your age, you'd make new friends. though that's unlikely to happen since you've been in the cafe for thirty minutes now and you didn't have the courage to talk to anyone.

"we should definitely get our hair done at the same salon. don't you think?"

"totally. we can have our makeup done there too."

you looked at the entrance of the cafe and saw the girl sunghoon was with. wonyoung might be her name from what you remember. she was with her friend. they were walking to the counter which was near where you were seated. you tried hiding your face by facing the window and sipping your latte.

"hey!" your plan failed.

"hi." you wiped the foam from your upper lip. wonyoung looks at your bruise, "is that from last night?"

"uh...yeah."

wonyoung opens her pursue and takes out her beauty blender and concealer. "here. let me."

you let wonyoung dab the concealer on your bruised cheek. wonyoung's friend came closer to your table.

"i think we're good." wonyoung tells you.

"thanks."

"you're y/n, right? sunghoon's sister." wonyoung asks you.

"um...yeah."

"i'm wonyoung and this is yujin. we're going to the country club. do you wanna come with us?"

you can see yujin and it didn't look she mind at all.

"s-sure."

"great!" right on cue, wonyoung went to claim her coffee and then motions you to come with them.

***

heeseung comes home from surfing at the beach. his summer job doesn’t start until tomorrow. heeseung sees his mom sitting down by the living room, reading your mother's book. he noticed how his mother has been sleeping earlier than usual and becoming tired. hence, why he decided to quietly go upstairs and not bother her but his mom calls him.

"heeseung?"

heeseung stops in his tracks and goes to his mother in the living room.

"yeah?"

seha closes her book, "would you change and meet me outback? i want to paint your portfait first."

"why me?"

"because everyone else has things to do and you're the only one here."

"i have things to do too, mom."

"i think you can spare a few hours for your mother, hmm?" heeseung's mom does this face when she wants something to happen. heeseung no longer complains, "sure."

"great. i'll see you outside at ten?"

heeseungs nods his head, "see you there."

"put on something nice." seha says as heeseung walks upstairs.

***

wonyoung wasn't the girl you thought she was. you thought that she was one of those rich girls who only liked to put on a good face. but she was actually genuine. she asked about your bruise and told you that your brother shouldn't have done what he did in the bonfire.

right now, you're in the snack area and you can see wonyoung and sunghoon exchanging lovey-dovey looks. when sunghoon makes eye contact with you, his look changes to disgust and you do the same before he goes back to working.

"i should definitely buy this gown. i bet you, sungchan will finally notice me." yujin shows her phone to the both of you.

"yujin here has been indirectly asking sungchan out ever since she got here at cousins." wonyoung tells you and she directs her gaze back to yujin, "and you my friend, have to accept that sungchan is not into girls who chase him."

wonyoung is waving at someone behind you and when turn around, you wanted to your mom to come pick you up right now.

"yunjin!"

yunjin comes to hug wonyoung followed by sakura and chaewon. later, she sits beside you and acknowledges your presence, "hey." to which you also respond, "hey."

ugh. fml.

"so i heard someone mentioning sungchan. what are we talking about?"

"yujin here thinks that sungchan will ask her out to the ball."

"boys are just too slow. sometimes, the girls have to make a move for them to have a wake up call." yujin takes a sip at her iced tea.

"oh my god, no. girls shouldn't chase. boys like that kind of attention and we shouldn't give it to them if they don't deserve it."

"yeah like how you talk about sunghoon, sunghoon, sunghoon. it's only been what...a day since you met him but here we are, going to country club so that you can eye-fuck him."

"yujin, he's y/n's brother!" wonyoung slaps yujin's shoulder and you put on a face of disgust, "oh my god, gross."

"wait, seriously?" yujin looks at you and you still wearing a disgusting facial expression.

"so, y/n," chaewon leans closer to you, "how does it feel to live close with jake and heeseung?"

you swallowed your sandwhich and before you were about to anserr, yunjin beats tou to it.

"y/n has been friends with them ever since. am i right, y/n? that's what heeseung told me."

"uh...yeah. we always come here to cousins every summer, my mom's friends with their mom."

"so are you and jake like a thing? are you gonna take him to the ball?" sakura asks.

"oh my god, back off sakura." yunjin teases.

"it's just a question!"

"they're like basically related. plus, karina's beat you to it."

"so what's it like living with heeseung and jake? we know that jake likes to flirt with everyone but what about heeseung? he's a little mysterious." sakura asks and you can see chaewon poking at yunjin's shoulder as a way of teasing her. you didn't know where to start. whether the fact that heeseung is not the mysterious type at all or rather he's been different this summer.

"well..."

on cue, you saw jay running by the pool side and you immediately excused yourself, "i'll be right back."

you stood up and followed jay to the entrance of the country club.

"jay!"

when you caught jay's attention, he turns to you. you walk closer to him with a smile on your face.

"y/n, hey. i didn't know you'd be here."

"i was out with some friends and we went here."

jay nods his head, remembering the detail of you not having friends. he felt happy for you.

"that's great."

"i actually went to the pier this morning but when i got there, the boat already left."

"seriously? man."

"yeah if you'd look back toward the pier, you would've seen a sweaty version of me looking wistfully towards your boat." you laugh.

"well, we never want you to be wistful."

you click your tongue, "i think it's too late. the wistfulness has set in. i might be wistful forever."

"well," jay clasps his hands together, "do you think going to a drive-in movie with me tonight might help with the wistfulness?"

a boy just asked you out on a date. your heart combusted and your insides felt like they were having a party of their own.

"yeah, i think it would."

you saw jay's face light up, "cool." and both if you end up laughing at each other.

"let me give you this," jay reaches out his phone, "you can put your information." as jay gives you his cellphone, you type your contact number and name before giving it back to him.

"i think that should be good."

"sweet." jay says with a sing-song voice.

"so, i'll see you later?"

"yeah. i'll see you later."

you both wave at each other before you go back inside and jay leaves the country club. while on the way back, you thought it would be a great time to finally call somi and ask her what to wear. she's always wanted to do that.

***

heeseung and his mother are at the pier in front of the house. as promised, heeseung js sitting in front of his mother as she paints his portrait with the sun setting behind him and the wind blowing his hair softly. heeseung's hoodie gave his mother a reminder that his son used to like wearing it as a boy but the longer she was painting in front of him, her realization that her son is going to become a man soon and will continue growing as the years go by.

"so... how's yunjin."

"mom," heeseung sighs, "can we not do this?"

seha stops painting and looks at her eldest son.

"like... you asked me to come sit for this portrait and i'm here, and i'm more than happy to be here right now but," heeseung stops for a while then continues, "but can we not make this like, a bonding experience, please?"

"well, excuse me for trying to connect with my son before he leaves for a year." seha softly laughs before going back to paint.

heeseung looks at his mother again. no matter how old he is, he always knew that to his mom, he and jake will forever be her babies. heeseung suddenly remembered the time his mother had to wear a turban from chemo therapy. she didn't want them to worry, saying she's as tough as the machines that cure her. but heeseung knew that his mother also had a hard time from vomiting and taking in all that medication.

"y/n looked really nice in her gown today." seha looks at heeseung and saw that he had no reaction. she puts her brush down and continues, "if you want to spend your summer moping around, i can't stop you but...no more sleeping until 2:00 am, no more day drinking. i want you to do something productive. and that summer job of yours, better be one. okay?" seha continues to paint on her canvas.

"sure." heeseung answers to which seha was surprised.

"great. okay sit up straight for me, honey."

***

you applied the lipstick you borrowed from your aunt seha. right now, you're in her room as she takes a look at what you're wearing. it's a knitted white tank top with little blue flowers. you're wearing denim shorts with a beaded necklace as your jewelry and you let your hair down.

"you look really good." you look at aunt seha before pressing your lips together and closing the lipstick.

"you sre going to have so much fun tonight."

"we're just going to see a movie." you return the lipstick you borrowed and then your mom comes in, also getting ready.

"you look nice, hon."

"i can't believe crop tops are back. remember how i said it was such hot shit in that baby tee i wore in freshman year?"

you fix your hair again and your aunt seha follows with, "have fun tonight, okay?"

your mother was in the middle of looking for some clothes and was surprised, "are you not driving with us?"

"didn't y/n tell you? she has a date."

"sorry, mom. his name is jay."

your aunt seha adds, "yeah, his mom works at the club. he is a really nice boy, very smart."

"harvard smart." you add.

your mother was speechless until she says, "it's fine. of course you can go. i've dragged you to enough book parties over the years."

you smile. you thought your mom would protest but she seemed very supportive.

"have a great date."

"thanks, mom!"

you start walking out of the room until your mom adds, "do we need to talk about consent before you go?"

"mom."

then you walked out of the room, feeling excited as you walked downstairs. the boys were playing with their playstation.

"see you guys later."

when jake turns around to see you, it felt like he saw an angel standing behind him.

"damn!" jake gets up from the couch, abandoning the game.

"are you kidding? no! yeah, fine just abandon the game, jake." sunghoon whines as he lost the game. heeseung on the other hand looks at where jake was and saw you dressed up nicely. for a moment, he was surprised and he couldn’t take his eyes off of you before returning his attention back at the game.

"you. look." jake spins you around, "hot."

"hey, hey, hey, stop flirting with my sister." sunghoon says turning to your direction.

“shut up, sunghoon.”

“you shut up.” sunghoon looks back again, “you look good though.”

“so are you driving or are you meeting us there?” jake asks and he could not help but feel giddy at how good you looked.

“um...i’m not going to the book party.”

heeseung’s eyes were on the game but he was listening to you.

“i’m going to the drive-in.”

“with who?” this time, heeseung turns to you and sees you take your cellphone from your pocket. you were smiling and he wanted to know why.

“hey, dude, dude, focus!” sunghoon nudges heeseung’s shoulder and both return their attention back at the game.

you, on the other hand, received a text from jay that he is now outside your house, waiting for you inside his car.

“okay, bye!” you started to walk but you stopped when in front of the mirror by the hallway. you finally take it in that you are going on a date with a cute boy you met the other night. you never thought it would happen to you yet it’s going to. you look at yourself one last time before you walk out of the door.

unbeknowst to you, heeseung was watching you and somehow, he did not like the idea of you going on a date.

jake on the other hand, also felt strange at the thought of you going on a date. the closest thing of you hanging out with boys was with him, his brother, and sunghoon.

“jake, we’re losing!”

jake returns to the couch, brushing away the feeling. he wanted to enjoy the moment with his guys and not let any other feeling ruin it.

heeseung, however, he couldn’t do the same.

***

jay sees you walking out of the door. his smile reached his ear as he unlocks the doors of his car. and when you came in, he wanted to tell his brain to pay attention to you right now.

“hi!” you greet jay.

“hi! you look less wistful."

"i feel less wistful."

both of you and jay laugh.

"so what movie are we seeing?" you say as you buckle your seatbelt.

"it's some old movie called sabrina?"

your face lit up, “audrey hepburn? two brothers? that sabrina?”

“i-i think so. yeah.”

“great! i love that movie.”

“it got really great reviews.”

“oh, cool. i’m sure it did.”

“yeah?”

“yeah, it’s really good.”

jay starts his car and he leans his arm on your chair. he looks back to reverse his car. of course, you felt giddy inside as you can slightly feel his arm touching your shoulder. and when the both of you left, it was either you were looking out at the window or at jay. but you knew that both of you were two teenagers smitten for each other.

***

it was already night. the boys have done nothing but stack books at the whale of a tale or secretly grab a bottle of chardonnay to drink. though that was heeseung trying to sneak the bottle while his mother was busy talking to some guests while your mother was signing books. a man was talking with her though and they seemed pretty entertained by each other’s presence.

“okay, okay, don’t drop it.” jake whispers as he places another book on top of the stack of books sunghoon is carrying. the latter tried holding his breath as he was leaning back for carrying 28 books.

“you can do it alright?” jake says as he was about to stack four more books. sunghoon was silently praying that his body can still manage while jake is laughing seeing how his friend is struggling.

after the boys were finished with their agenda, they sat in the couch, catching their breaths. especially sunghoon.

“you know this is boring. can’t we go somewhere else?” heeseung says as he looks at the ceiling, wanting to get more of that chardonnay.

“yeah, where?” sunghoon asks as he scrolls through his phone.

“we could go into town, i don’t know, buy some weed from the guy with the rainbow dash tattoo?” jake suggests.

“nah. he got arrested last summer.”

jake leans back at the couch, letting out a breath, “oh shit. really?”

“or we could go to the drive-in.” sunghoon suggests and jake immediately answers, “no, gross. i don’t want to see y/n hooking up with some kid at the backseat of a mini van.”

“dude!” sunghoon slaps jake’s stomach to which the latter groans to. heeseung suddenly remembers the boy you talked to at the night of the bonfire. you were smiling and giggling. suddenly, some part of him felt weird thinking about that moment.

“yo, actually...” heeseung smirks, “let’s go to the drive-in.”

sunghoon sits up, “wait. like...like, really?”

“yeah, why not?”

sunghoon laughs, “yeah, yeah.”

heeseung grabs the keys of the car, “alright bro.” he tosses it to sunghoon, “you’re driving,” before walking out of the bookshop.

sunghoon raises his hands in victory. jake suddenly puts on a straight face, “guys, come on.”

“get up! come on” sunghoon pushes jake up then the two of them follow heeseung outside.

***

you’ve been watching the movie for about thirty minutes now. the car was parked in the middle of the drive-in and was surrounded by other cars. there were couples getting some sodas and popcorns by the food stall at the side of the area. the location was peaceful and relaxing. it was by the ocean but you can still hear the movie being played at the big screen.

you’ve watched this film many times actually. it was one of the films you’ve watched with the moms. sabrina is about sabrina fairchild who’s had a crush on david larabee ever since. he’s a playboy but still finds herself harboring feelings for him despite not being noticed. until david’s brother, linus catches feelings for her when they grow up. what’s worse is david finally notices sabrina but he is now engaged.

you thought that the story was thrilling because sabrina was lucky that two guys to like her when she only has eyes for one man. but right now, you think it’s sounds like a cruel game.

“you sure you don’t want something to drink or..?” jay asks and you shake your head, “uh...yeah, no. i’m good, thanks”

you pay attention to the movie again. or at least you tried. jay was beside you and both of you are inside his car, watching a romance film. the situation is making you feel excited. you kept looking at his hand then at him. you scoot your hand closer to jay’s. you noticed that jay knew what you were doing so you stopped. but jay, slowly moved his hand closer to yours. soon, both of you moved your hands closer to each other’s, until jay slid his hand under yours. you looked at your hands, before locking your fingers together. your heart was beating fast and you tried to breathe. jay on the other hand, looked relaxed as he places his hand on the steering wheel. but you didn’t know that he felt the exact way you’re feeling right now.

you’re actually holding hands with a boy. it’s not the first time you did though. but it’s the first time you’re holding hands with a boy on a date. the thought made you press your lips together to prevent you from smiling.

to stop yourself from falling deeper into that thought, you faced jay, “can i ask you something?”

jay turns to you, his hand still holding yours, “yeah. sure.”

“why marine biology?”

“well, why not?”

“i feel like...it was um...a phase that everyone goes through when they’re little. but you stuck with it.”

you didn’t mean for your question to sound offensive. you wished it didn’t though. but jay answered it without taking offense.

“i mean...there’s this jellyfish with benjamin button’s disease.”

“what?” you didn’t know the disease was true. the only time you heard that was from brad pitt’s movie.

“yeah. scientists think it’s immortal.”

“oh. cool.” you aren’t the best at science. in biology class, you fainted after your partner dissected the frog.

“but nobody knows why, though. this thing could be like the cure for cancer. but how do harness jellyfish cells?”

“i-i don’t know. how do you?”

“i don’t know either.” both of you laughed.

“nobody does. it’s nuts. and um eels? nobody knows how eels reproduce.” this fact though did make you surprise.

“seriously. the fact that eels exist, it’s like a complete anomaly.”

“really?”

“yeah. it’s wild.”

you may not be the huge fan of science but hearing jay talk about it just makes him look more attractive than he already is.

“and people who don’t know what’s at the bottom of the mariana trench either, so...” jay pauses for a while, “there’s just so many inexplicable things about the ocean. i want to be able to explain some of them.

“totally.”

“yeah.”

jay seemed like the guy who is very passionate about what he loves. even if some people find it very hard to understand. to you, it just made you gush over him more.

never resist an impulse, sabrina. especially if it’s terrible.

linus tells sabrina as they were driving. sabrina wanted to kiss linus. she was joking about it but she really wanted to do it. then you look at jay again. tonight, he made you feel a lot of things. you felt like jumping on clouds even if it’s impossible. but he made you feel that way. before, you only kissed boys in spin the bottle, not in real life, not because you both really want it. they weren’t even real kisses to begin with. just a quick one. but the way you feel right now, this is what everyone talks about.

you inched closer to jay. he did the same. both of you were smiling as you leaned closer until you heard a car pull over next to where you are. you wanted to curse for whoever interrupted your moment. but it became worse when you saw sunghoon laughing in the driver’s seat. jake was at shotgun while heeseung was at the back.

“hey, could you, um, i’m kinda thirsty. could you maybe grab a cherry coke for me?”

jay nods his head and unlocks his door, “yeah, sure. no problem.”

“thank you, yeah.”

“i’ll be right back.”

jay steps out of the car and you wait for him until he was far away. when he was, you turn to the boys who were making kissing noises very loudly. you got out of the car and slammed the door before opening the door to sunghoon’s seat.

“what the hell do you think you’re doing?” pissed is an understatement. no. right now, you were fuming.

“just catching the end of our favorite movie.” sunghoon continues to laugh with jake. heeseung was too.

“you have no right!” you raised your hands in the air, “you have to go right now.”

“y/n, we were just joking around!” jake says as he tries to keep himself from laughing.

“sunghoon, i swear to god. if you don’t leave right now, i will send everyone in this car your dramione fanfic.”

sunghoon suddenly panicks. jake looks at heeseung like the news was scandalous before they laughed.

“y-you wouldn’t.”

“did you know he spent an entire chapter talking about draco’s wand.”

“bro!” heeseung says at the back and he was wheezing right now.

jake’s mouth formed an “o” before he slaps sunghoon’s shoulder, “oh my god.”

“sunghoon, come on.” heeseung teases while jake follows, “don’t be embarassed, bro.”

“okay, okay, drop it.” sunghoon says giving the two brothers a death glare.

“hey, seriously?” you look at heeseung laughing but stops when he sees at your reaction.

“please leave.”

heeseung was no longer laughing. his face became serious before tapping sunghoon’s shoulder, “alright. let’s go guys.”

“what?”

“wait what?”

“sunghoon, drive the car.” you say before closing the door.

“heeseung, you were the one who wanted to come here.” sunghoon says before he starts the car and drives away. you followed the car until they were gone.

suddenly, it hit you.

heeseung told the boys to go to the drive-in.

he wanted to crash your date.

you went back inside the car and waited for jay to come back. when he did, he got inside the car, holding your cherry coke.

“huzzah! cherry coke.” he hands it to you and you thank him before taking a sip.

“how is it?”

you turn to jay, “it’s good. thank you.”

both of you continue watching the film. but now, the movie was becoming less entertaining. before, sabrina was a film that would make you light and happy because it reminded you of movie nights with the moms. but now, years later when you’ll watch it again, you’ll frown as you remember how heeseung, the boy you liked crashed your first date.

***

jay drives you to your house. on the drive home, both of you were mostly quiet until he pulls over.

"i had a really good time tonight."

you turn to jay, "i had a really great time. i think i was just dehydrated before. sorry about that," you lowered your head.

jay laughs softly, "okay." he looks at you again, noticing that you weren't saying anything else.

"are you dehydrated now?"

you look up again, "what? oh. oh! y-yeah very." you let out a laugh then jay does the same.

that feeling before the boys crashed your moment, it was coming back.

"uh...can i..?"

you look at jay, he looked shy and you fnd it cute.

"would it be cool to you if i..?"

you suddenly got his message and it made you mire excited. you immediately nod your head.

"yeah, yes! yeah."

jay leans forward first then you follow. and when your lips touched, you felt it again. wanting to jump on clouds as his hand was holding your nape. he was gentle. he kissed you slow at first before you responded and both of you were trying to mold each other's lips. you wanted to lean forward again but the belt didn't let you. you pulled away for a moment.

"i...uh..."

"yeah good idea. don't need this." jay unbuckles his belt and you do the same.

both of you laughed before jay places his hand on your nape again and pulls you closer. you moved forward, moving away from your seat with your lips still on jay's. your hand was now on jay's neck and you are making out in his car, in front of your house. you just hoped that your mom or the boys won't see you.

you and jay have been making out for god knows how long. you've been giggling then going back to kissing and giggling again before you ended your session with a quick kiss.

"i really had a great time." you whispered at jay's lips. you open the door and before you head inside, you bend and wave your hand at the open window, "bye."

"bye."

you walk going inside, a smile plastered on your face. you look back again and jay was still looking at you.

"bye."

you laugh, "bye."

when you reached the front door, you look back again and gave one last wave to jay.

"sweet dreams." jay says before he starts his car.

"bye," then you head inside.

you were walking going to the kitchen, holding your lips.

"how was your hot date?"

you stopped walking and turn to see heeseung walking out of the living room, holding a bottle of beer. the feeling giddiness slowly faded and turned into rage.

"excuse me?"

"relax, y/n. we were just having a little fun."

"fun? you guys are assholes."

"y/n, come on."

you sighed, "all i wanted was to go to a drive-in with a guy that i think is cute and sweet and you guys had to come and ruin it."

"us showing for like two minutes ruined that, really?" heesusng shakes his head, "grow up, y/n." he was about to walk away when you continue.

"why couldn't you let me have this one thing?" heeseung stops walking and looks at you.

"admit it. you knew what you were doing."

"what? what was i doing?"

you brushed your hair away from your face, "reminding me that you existed."

"i don't know what you're talking about."

"you cared where i was. who i was with."

"no," heeseung pauses first then says, "i don't care."

"stop lying!"

"stop being such a baby!"

"oh and you're such an adult? you spent your saturday night crashing my date for fun." you made sure you emphasized the last two words.

heeseung doesn't say anything else. instead, he drinks from his bottle and you scoff, "you know what," you raise your hands, "why don't you go smoke some more pot." you were about to walk away when heeseung suddenly says...

"why don't you go look in the mirror some more."

you turn to say something else but you were at loss for words. you didn't think heeseung would do such a thing. it made you upset, angry, disappointed. instead, you walked away. leaving heeseung finish his beer, probably already drunk. but you were too angry to think about him.

is this the way how all crushes die? with a whimper, slowly, and then, just like that, gone.

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Mobile masterlist p.2

Since the first masterlist can no longer take any more sections, I’m attempting to make a second masterlist for those on mobile.

Super Junior reactions

they are jealous

accidentally kicked in the privates while wrestling

all the members are in love with the same 98 liner

Eunhyuk gets a vaccination

helping you recover from a Lecion

their partner has low self-esteem

BigBang reactions

His partner sells drugs to a celebrity

discovering their partner is a tazza

EXO reactions

1 Drying their patner’s hair after showers (fluff)

Being in the ER after their child attempts suicide (sad/triggering)

Their partner agrees to let them adopt children (fluff)

their child is diagnosed with ADHD (slice of life+drama/family)

Their unborn baby might be abnormal (slice of life+drama/family)

Their boyfriend wants to top (smut/sexual)

Their child comes out as transgender (slice of life+drama/family)

His partner proposes to him

His partner knows how to massage

Their partner denies that they are sick

They’re are in a Daddy/child age play relationship (smut/sexual)

Worrying about their pregnant partner overworking (angst)

Accidentally saying something about their secret relationship (dating)

Their child dies from cancer (sad/triggering)

Watching the filthy Frank show (viewing)

Watching John Cena vines (viewing)

Their partner continues to train with an abusive ballet teacher

Meeting a child who’s hiding from the doctors (fluff)

Having an overly attached partner

Hearing you sing TaTu’s songs (viewing)

Watching CL’s Hello Bitches video (viewing)

Their child shows them their self-harm scars (sad/triggering)

When their partner is the real sculptor of Rom muecks artwork (fictional)

Visiting a horror house with their partner

Receiving another figging punishment but being consoled afterward (smut/sexual)

Giving their bulimic partner medicine

Their partner wants to remain a Tazza even after being beaten up (fictional)

Their anorexic partner won’t let them give them an IV (sad/triggering)

Fighting with their daughter (drama/family)

They slap you during a fight (drama/family)

Dating someone who is similar to themselves (dating)

You cheat on them (angst)

You do the “now you see me” piranha tank stunt (fictional)

His daughter has an abusive boyfriend (drama/family+triggering)

You’re in Tove Lo’s High video (viewing+fictional)

Sehun dates Kaya Scodelario (dating)

Watching Rihanna’s Bitch better have my Money video (viewing)

Receiving a figging punishment (smut/sexual)

Their religious partner is afraid to kiss them

Their partner over practices ballet because they want to be the best

Their partner injures their should but continues practicing Acro-Dancing

Their partner hides their body curves because they’re self-conscious

making a Halloween pumpkin with their partner (fluff)

their partner suggesting an open relationship (dating)

Their partner plays Harley Quinn in the next Suicide Squad

their child kisses another members child that is the same gender

their boyfriend comes out to them as bisexual (slice of life/……)

walking in on their younger brother having sex with another member (smut/sexual)

showering with their significant other

they are doms and spank/punish you when you do something that’s not allowed (smut/sexual)

His boyfriend denies he has an eating disorder (sad/triggering)

seeing their partner featured in Jay Park’s Mommae mv (viewing+fictional)

his lover has an asthma attack and exo can’t find their inhaler

accompanying their daughter while getting an injection (family)

their partner swallows nails to hurt themselves (sad/triggering)

you’re really sad and tired so they try to comfort you (fluff)

you end up in jail for scamming a person and they pay the bail fee

Their partner says they are “friends with benefits” rather than partners (dating)

A youtuber they like covers their song

Their female friend walks out in a towel but it drops

seeing you fangirl to Bang Bang Bang (viewing)

Their partner lets people treat them badly (drama/family)

Their partner has anemia but won’t take any medicine (sad/triggering)

Finding out their partner is a cannibalistic serial killer (fictional)

Finding you cutting yourself in the bathroom (sad/triggering)

Awkward morning after a drunk one night stand (smut/sexual)

getting stuck in an elevator with a foreigner who speaks their language

First time with their boyfriend/partner (smut/sexual)

seeing your self-harm scars (sad/triggering)

Their idol crush steals their papel on Running Man

Their partner is a slow eater

meeting their child for the first time (fluff+family)

discovering their partner is a Tazza (fictional)

They find out you write fanfics about them

Their partner walks around the dorms in a hoodie and under and the others see

Saying their partner is cute around the other boys and one of them replies

finding out their partner was a gifter before meeting them (fictional)

you put a bra on top of their chest and take a picture while they sleep

his partner does illegal gambling (drama/family)

Their best friend’s partner is abusive (sad/triggering)

81 going with their partner to the doctor and the doctor makes an indecent preposition

EXO page 2

When they are crying and the ageplay mommy/daddy comforts them (Lay, baekhyun, Chen)

when they accidentally go into their “little space” (ageplay) (Lay, Baekhyun, Chen, Kyungsoo)

Their vampire partner refuses to turn them (Kris, Suho, Kyungsoo, Tao)

EXO/NCT announcing to their partner that they’re pregnant (Luhan, Baekhyun, Yuta, Ten)

Their partner doesn’t let them meet their child because they might be unhappy/accusing (lay, Sehun, Chanyeol, Chen)

being trapped in an elevator with their crush (Sehun, Chanyeol, Lay, Chen)

their partner’s child accusing them of replacing their mom (Suho, Baekhyun, Xiumin, DO, Kai)

Finding out they’re supposed to be the next victims of their serial killer partner (Kris, Chen, Lay)

Being insecure about their relationship because their partner already has a kid (Luhan, Chanyeol, Tao, Sehun)

A jealous fan tries to hurt his family

Finding out their partner is a demigod (fictional)

Their partner doesn’t eat much and won’t take vitamins

Their partner being in a mafia family but they cut all the ties to the mafia

His dom partner punishes him for worrying about them

his partner has ADHD (slice of life)

Being friends with benefits but realizing they love you

Ageplay (part 2)- when he’s the child in the relationship (role switch)

his partner trains with the abusive ballet instructor again (sad/triggering)

being rewarded by their dom after the figging punishment (smut/sexual)

When you stop eating after they finish eating bc you eat slowly

Discovering their partner is a virgin after having sex with them for the first time (smut/sexual)

Going w/ their religious partner to a confession

Making their partner feel good for their first time (smut/sexual)

Being punished for laughing about their Dom’s status (smut/sexual)

Their shy partner gets jealous of a hot waitress

Finding out they have speeding tickets

you’re pretty but don’t believe it (slice of life+drama/family)

Their teenage daughter gets pregnant (drama/family)

Their partner is addicted to a legal drug but it’s harmful

Catching their partner smoking weed at a party

30 Trying to feed you because you have an eating disorder (sad/triggering)

Their partner is afraid of injections and has to get vaccinated

Learning that their partner is pregnant with 4 kids instead of 1

When another member breaks up

Their partner gets bitten and is dying (zombie au)

Having “sexy time” with their partner and their parents/ other members catch them

What type of fathers they’d be (family)

seeing you dancing and singing sensuously to “sexy, naughty, bitchy”

wanting to be comforted when they’re upset

Hearing their partner puking in the bathroom, finding out they have an eating disorder (sad/triggering)

Their partner speaks english and spanish but is trying to learn korean/mandarin

Falling in love with a person with pixie hair

Their partner serves them breakfast in bed (edited 9/8/17)

seeing their partner dancing to country music

what sex with exo would be like (smut)

45 Finding out Luhan kidnapped Xiumin

Having to give up “sexy time” because their partner’s dog tries attacking them

They want to do stuff but you don’t get it (smut-ish)

when their bed breaks after a long night with their partner (smut)

their daughter wants to do their hair and makeup for a performance

Exo their long-time gf (sexualy active) wants them to take their tshirt off to sleep

you dress up for them and you’re that kind of person who doesn’t care about their appearance

you are partner (Polish) and you unconsciously start talking in your mother language (this is linked it just doesn’t look like it is)

coming home and finding their partner watching hsm and singing along

their idol partner can sing on Inkigayo and you hit INCREDIBLY high notes

If they’re in Hello Baby

their partner comes to them and want to hug them without a reason

finding out about their partner’s love of aquariums! especially florescent jellyfish

reaction to chen turning into a kitten

seeing their partner coming home completely wet from head to toe and pissed

coming home to find their partner eating ice cream & crying bc of a movie but they continuously ignore them because the movie is too good 61

Exo: reaction to kai’s short lived Instagram

when Sehun meets a girl not willing to deal with his sassiness

their crush, a trainee, nailing the high notes and also dances perfectly to their songs

finding out their partner turned into a vampire

coming home to see you and DO planning world domination

when you catch them checking you out (I think this is a repeat….)

finding out you have a naughty ( ;) ) piercing

seeing their model gf walk the catwalk for a Victoria Secrets Showcase

finding out you have a really sensitive part of you neck like Lay does

reacting to Lay watching My Little Pony

their partner gets scolded by their dance teacher because they’re not learning the dance quick enough 72

when their their partner does a lingerie cf

seeing a girl with short (boyish) hair

your mom doesn’t approve of the relationship

finding out that their partner smokes

they catch their partner drinking even though they know they had an alcohol addiction

their b/gf comes home late really drunk because you two had a huge fight.

their cousin undresses their b/gf in his mind

their partner puts their hand down their pants after their cousin flirts with them and yells “it’s in my every night” in front of their entire family 80

EXO page 3

(Yandere) types of yandere/ soft-sadistic mtl *not a reaction*

their s/o keeps loosing at strip poker and is almost naked

Their partner helps them while they’re pregnant (Luhan) (Baekhyun) (needs yuta & Ten)

getting attention from other companies after their partner’s fame skyrockets (Suho) (Sehun) (Chanyeol) (Chen) 59-62

Reacting to you sucking their bottom lip (all members) (linked but doesn’t look like it)

Finding out that their partner was a serial heartbreaker and player in the past (Lay, Chanyeol, kai, Sehun)

reaction when their kid comes out of the closet

you suddenly brushing them on their ‘thang’ when they spill a drink on you and you try to clean it up

seeing their partner performing in a HUGE award show with a broken foot

having a dream of their partner getting kidnapped (edited 9/9/17)

becoming jealous after seeing you hug a close guy friend from school

Kyungsoo and Ariana (kyungachu[.]tumblr[.]com) having a cute fluffy relationship

50 when you fangirl(boy) over G Dragon to them

falling in love with someone older than them

they’re students in your class and they fall in love with you

they change their hairstyle and want compliments but you don’t notice

they wake up to find you asleep at your desk because you’ve been studying for an exam

you both watch You’re beautiful and you start crying when a sad scene comes on

reacting to Luhan singing “do you want to build a Minseok”

hearing you fangirl(boy)ing over Shinee’s “Your Number” when they come home

their partner has a crush on One Direction

their partner sends them nudes

realizing their jewelry was stolen after shaking hands with someone

Their crush asks them out

buying tampon for their sick partner

their ‘partner’ has a panic attack

getting lost in a foreign country and they don’t know the language

finding you sleeping with the teddy bear they got you for when they’re touring

their partner is sassy & cries after yelling at them during their pregnancy

A sex scenes come on and you tell him you want to try it

32 you mumble in your sleep for Kai to stop eating Suho’s cat and buy him another one

finding out that their partner watches hentai

their bestfriend starts having feelings for them but they don’t feel the same way

their partner is rushed to the hospital/has to have surgery

finding out their friend is having financial trouble & is starving but they didn’t want to tell them

catching their partner reading yaoi

when their ex is harassing their partner

their reaction after sex with you for the first time

being partnered with their crush to do the Thinking out Loud dance together

when another member drunkenly kisses their partner

when their partner is afraid of thunder

an incident happens when their partner sits on their lap

they accidentally hurt their partner during sex

Their partner runs away after telling them they love them

falling in love with an android/robot

falling in love with the “girl of Ipanema” at the beach

16 what they would do for their partner on valentines day

their partner kisses them then runs away

you tell them that you’re afraid (or don’t want) to have kids

trying to have alone time with their partner but their band members keep following them

when you drink a lot because of depression from having a miscarriage

when you shave all of they hair off while they’re asleep

hearing their crush’s new song about them “bug a Boo”

finding out you’re protective and get jealous easily

you already have a partner but you’re cheating on them with an exo member

asking you to marry them

they tell you they’ve been in love with you for a long time

they find out you can sing Growl in korean

when you tell them you’re breaking up with them but it’s a test to see how they’d react

having their first big fight as a couple but neither of you want to apologize first

when they think you’re in love and will leave them for someone else

their partner tells them that they actually aren’t pregnant

EXO unlinked/unpaged (in archive Jan-Feb 2015)

39. exo: They find out that you like them

38. exo: they saw you catch them masturbating

37. exo: you tell them you’re pregnant after ‘sexy time’ (you’re married)

36. exo: nervous about messing up on recording with their favorite senior idol

35. exo: you try to comfort them because they can’t stop crying after winning an award

34. exo: they flirt with someone to make you jealous but you don’t notice

33. exo: your parents don’t like them

32. Exo: their boy/girlfriend is an evil villain in a movie

31. exo: they win the Best Couple Award for their drama with you

30. exo: their child(ren) can take better selfies than them

29. exo: they broke up but see you with someone else and wants you back (jan. 31 2015)

28. exo: you leave hickeys on their neck and shoulder

27. exo: they’re your boyfriend and they see you checking someone else out

26. exo react: they find out you’re taller than them

25. exo:you’ve had sex before but they’re still virgins so they feel awkward

24. exo: they receive sexy underwear from their boy/girlfriend and the band teases them

23. exo: their Brazilian girlfriend dances samba on international TV

22. exo: seeing their crush being rejected by a guy/girl

21. exo: they’re your teacher and they’re in love with you

20. exo: before/after their wedding ceremony

19. exo: a member walks in on them making out with you in the dorm

18. exo: their crushing asking to paint them naked

17. Exo: having wet dreams about their boy/girlfriend so they feel awkward

16. exo: their crush kissing them to stop them from rambling about their love for them

15. exo: you tease them for liking hyoyeon (snsd)

14. Exo: has a secret crush on you but they’re are drunk

13. Exo: their boy/girlfriend kisses them for the first time

12. exo: their boy/girlfriend has a month to live (they have children)

11. exo cheat on their boy/friend

10. Exo: you ask for a lap dance

9. exo: you call them your ex’s name

8. exo: when you broke up but see you with your new boy/girlfriend

7. Exo: meeting their favorite idol for the first time

6. exo: their boy/girlfriend joins “we got married” with someone else

5. exo reacts:seeing the model/actor/actress they’ll work with

4. exo reacts: someone flirting with their boy/girlfriend

3. exo reacts to their boy/girlfriend wanting to “do it”

2. exo finds a dog/cat and wants to keep it

1. exo meets you for the first time (jan. 18 2015)

#masterlist #masterlist attempt #mobile masterlist

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hello!! could i request a ship for enhypen, txt, nct, treasure and golden child please.

im an 03 liner, 5’3, im an april aries and my mbti is INFJ, i have naturally coily/curly hair and its dark brown in winter and light brown in summer, i have ear piercings and would like to get colourful tattoos soon. in college i do spanish, art and history. i want to do international relations and korean in uni and then be a teacher in south korea when im older.

i tend to be shy and quiet when i first meet people but after a few more times and getting to know them better i tend to become more comfortable and joke around a but more. it takes me a long time and a lot of trust to start opening up to someone and to open up fully it takes me a really long time. i tend to keep things to myself and act happy around other people because i want others to be happy and dont want to burden them with my emotions. i am a really affectionate person though because i loooovvee skinship, i always hug my friends and try initiate skinship if they’re comfortable with it. i always put others before me and sometimes dont realise that it affects me negatively- its also hard for me to say no. one of my bad habits though is that i can get annoyed pretty quickly but im good at hiding it from others. i was once told by my friend that they wouldnt want me laughing at them because it would make them feel awful about themselves because when i laugh at someone i genuinely seem like im mocking them- that kinda hurt me ngl hahahah. i tend to also be quite stubborn a lot of the time and always want the last word. i get told i have the voice of an eight year old boy but that its a charm of mine ig. i really enjoy skateboarding and going out on walks late in the night or early in the morning. when im tired i like to stay in my room put on my leds and vibe to r&b or lofi. i sleep really late (or early??) in the morning and wake up really late (around 2pm-4pm). i really enjoy sports and play volleyball and do running (sprinting and long distance). in terms of my aesthetic, i dont really have one, one thing i do know is that i tend to wear a lot of oversized clothes (like ripped oversized jeans, oversized shirts) but i also really love wearing shorts skirts and crop tops. tbh i tend to wear whatever i feel like that day. i also really enjoy art, i paint a lot and also do sculpting. my confidence tends to jump depending on the day- one day ill feel extremely confident, the next ill feel awful about myself- but we move on. for my ideal type: someone who genuinely likes me (in the past all the guys ive liked have basically used me :/), someone who enjoys physical affection when were alone rather than in public, someone who i can be so comfortable with that we can sit in silence and not feel awkward, someone who likes the same things as i do and who i can go skateboarding with (whether i have to teach them or they already know how to), someone who’ll compliment my art and tell me that theyre proud of the things i have achieved, someone who wont judge me for the things i like and someone with a good personality overall. thank you :))

hi! thank you for responding!

i don't do golden child ships anymore so i did the other four groups! so since i do not write for golden child anymore, i did not do a ship for them. im so sorry!

for enhypen, i think jake would be a good fit for you! jake would be the type who would enjoy skate boarding with you! he already knows how to skate board and would enjoy visiting new places with you! you guys would skate board together to a park nearby and there, you guys would lay down on a blanket together while listening to music! he would be very sweet towards you, wouldn't judge you and would care a lot about you!

for txt, i think soobin would match you well! soobin enjoys giving and receiving hugs and i feel like he would like showing skinship more privately than publicly. he would also be the type who would genuinely love you and would never feel awkward silence between you guys. he would compliment you not just to your art but would compliment your skateboarding skills and would always feel proud and would always make you feel better when you are upset or sad.

for nct, i think jaehyun would be nice with you! jaehyun enjoys doing sports and especially basketball. but i feel like he would enjoy any sport with you and would enjoy going on runs early in the morning or late at night. he would enjoy having someone active and fit like you as he can practice sports with you and can have fun, playing sports and running!

for treasure, i think jihoon would pair nicely with you! like jihoon, jihoon can skateboard and would love to skateboard around for fun with you! he would also be the type to enjoy physical skinship and would love cuddling you and giving you hugs! he would be the type to tell you that he is so proud of you and would always tell you that you are doing great!

#kpop #kpop imagines #kpop ships #enhypen #enhypen ships #enhypen imagines #txt #txt imagines #txt ships #nct #nct imagines #nct ships #treasure imagines #treasure #treasure ships #nct 127 #nct 127 imagines

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h0neyjaehyun · 3 years

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☁︎ 𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 ☁︎

Summary // Some of the dreamies and Lucas get curious at Tali's love life

Characters // Talia Flores + Nct Dream + Lucas

Era / Year // January 2018

Word Count //

"Talia have you ever had a boyfriend?" Lucas asked out of no where when they were eating with the dreamies. Tali choked on her food when he said that, while Haechan was patting her back.

Tali laughed nervously, "Uh, why you ask?"

"Well, its just I would figure you could've had a boyfriend before debuting, since in the company and in school you were quite popular for both talent and looks." The dreamies agreed that it was true that she was quite popular especially with the males. She never really talked about crushes or boys to their surprise so they were all quite curious as well.

"Uh, no I've never had a boyfriend." Tali laughed nervously.

They looked at her surprised, like she never had a boyfriend. Renjun looked at her oddly, not buying it.

"Tali so you're telling me, you NEVER had at least a thing with someone." Renjun raised an eyebrow at her.

"I never said I never had a thing with someone I'm saying I never dated." Tali clarified.

"Oh so who is the lucky guy that got our princess attention." Haechan smirked.

Tali huffed, "Well someone you will never meet." Tali sassed back.

"Was he like your first crush or something?" Mark asked quite curious in the girls love life.

"Hm...he was my first love actually...just...wasn't the right time I guess, and the other was mistake." Tali shrugged.

"Are you still friends with them?"Jeno asked. Tali. stopped in thought.

"I don't know, I can't really talk to him anymore or see and the other I am friends with and he knows not to cross the line."

"If you had a chance to go date them would you?" Jaemin asked

"...Yeah, probably the me back then would date the first one and if I date the other one it would make me feel guilty...but the me right now would have chose neither."

"Why?"

"Because...." Tali hesitated not knowing if she was gonna regret saying this.

Tali was never great with love after her first love, she was guilty when she like the second guy. She liked him, she did, but couldn't let herself let go of her first love. After the incident with the second guy she always thought to herself, you will never be capable of love.

The first guys broke her while the other played her.

Tali looked up with a disheartened look on her face but still gace them a smile.

"Ive would've gotten my heartbroken either way."

#nct #nct dream #nct 127 #nct 2020 #nct u #nct additional member #nct dream 8th member #nct au #nct tali #nct 24th member #nct lucas #nct mark #nct haechan #nct renjun #nct jeno #nct jaemin

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dojae-huh · 3 years

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to anon im tilting towards a og 5 of nct coming back as a unit for a song or mini (tendojaetaemark), doyoung liking a pic of ten or ten talking abt meeting the boys and dancing with doyoung (?). they never before made an issue abt their debut group, ten even calls haechan his sunbaenim in 90's love dance bts video even though ten released a song as nct before haechan. the jaeten interaction being posted, taeten taking abt songs together and the jaeyong pics being posted make me think its either og5 or taetenjae as a unit. ive a feeling the chinese boys will be pushed in china if they want to and ten might get into other units for the time being

There are rumours that WayV will comeback and promote in China in H2 of 2021 with a 2nd full album. There is a plenty of time before it though.

You are right about the debut group never celebrating their anniversary. SM is focused on SMCU right now. All the comebacking groups participate in the unfolding story. T7S is the origin, they will fit into the new chapter for NCT, who has wrapped one arc (finding each other).

#ask me away #smcu #chain reaction

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as quick as love alarm was progressing compared to other dramas i’ve seen (usually wait ten eps for the first kiss and that’s it) it still seemed,, idk important for the story? n e way.

meteor garden is insanely messy like in the final episode daoming si just mentions everything dong shancai did that makes her so amazing and i honestly forgot they even did some of their things 😳 at one point they went to london and filmed in china town and i was just like ‘oh. i know that place’ and didn’t clock after that 😭

I GOT PEN ON THE BACK OF IT IM SO MAD AT MYSELF ✋✋✋✋✋ but come find me anyway lmao i got a changbin & minho film strip 🤪 can’t have anything nice around here and i learned my lesson the hard way.

i went through a phase when whenever i watched english tv i was like ‘why does this make sense without subs..’ and would be like squinting at the screen until it occurred to me that it was in english.

oh bruh i remember making a bank account the second summer bc my employer was like why tf do you not have a bank account ,, yeesh people had been paying by card for meals and stuff and not cash like the year before. so i made one and then she paid me in cash bc people started paying w cash 😐😑😐😑 i waitress so even though i get anxious about other things, i’m comfortable about waitressing so i am super nice to everyone. i am the designated person who orders for everyone (as long as you point at what you want in case i can’t remember everything i will say it). i know how important it is to be articulated to your server bc if they f up you get mad and they get mad bc ur mad and the chef gets mad bc the server f-ed up and the chef has to cook again and it’s a never ending circle of wishing you’d just gone somewhere else and i hate that. i also get mad at my fam when we go out bc the last time we went out (literally like two years ago now bc covid) there was a guy serving at this place we’re fairly frequent at and i was like maybe he’s training don’t be so mad at him for forgetting things just gently remind him! don’t cuss him out behind his back! there’s so much pressure about not pissing off your colleagues bc there’s a groove they’ve got and you’re just there not wanting to ruin it whilst also meeting customers needs!!

ive been waiting to pass my drivers test for over a year now bc covid has pushed it back and back and back again 😐 i finally get my next test date and i have to ask a different instructor for their car bc my instructor is on annual leave when my test is scheduled. i’m holding it together so i can ask an instructor, buy a car and yeet. the bus is okay but i need my own space sometimes.

i am good w my money im the jungkook of the working class. if there are pots and pans on the go i will take them. free food? count me in. i do have that broke b*tch mindset. although i don’t buy $300 white tshirts i will spend $200 on a day out 😃 and sis,, buy whichever one you like bc of the concept!! it’s always fun seeing the posters (personally i don’t put them up bc how am i gonna have sir johnny suh STARING at me while i get changed,, no THANK YOU) i’ll cry if i ever pull a yuta card bc he looks ✨spicy✨ in all of them.

i think i get what you’re saying about gg’s! boy groups have a wider range. eg, haechan hits those high notes and jeno/mark rap/sing quite low but girl groups can’t. unfortunately i feel like they rely on visuals heavier bc they don’t have the same range bg’s do. itzy are good!! i personally haven’t listen to a lot/watched a lot of their mv’s. i’m more into red velvet for their mv’s. im terrible at watching content so i am slowly working through bts’ content, monsta x’s content and ocassionally nct’s content. im gonna work on mamamoo next 🤞fake fans unite 😔✊✨

it’s so easy to feel invisible here. don’t worry. i’m here to brighten your day! much like a sunflower ~ 🌻

I cant really speak about the importance of the kiss in love alarm since i didnt watch more than the first ep, but i will trust you if you really say so ?? 😳 I WANNA WATCH METEOR GARDEN JUST FOR THE DRAMA DHSNSK

dude dont fucking test me i WILL find your address and i WILL visit you in your sleep and steal all your kpop stuff. MINHO FILM STRIP ??????? AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH

i still watch english things w eng subtitles sometimes bc my first language isn't english so just in case i dont hear something i can always read it you know djsksk

this is my first job so i didnt have to have bank account before but now that i have it i feel very adult😩✋i am so old. i dont like it.

oh no i hate people that arent polite to waitresses like they are just doing their job and its so hard and stressful and i dont want to make their life harder so im just really anxious abt everything in my life ever.

i'm rooting for you on your driving test !! lets hope you make it after such a long time <3

JUNGKOOK OF THE WORKING CLASS NO- thats actually me. also free samples. give me all of them. also i think its completely justified to spend so much on a night out since its for the memories !! #yolo am i right

I AM SO TEMPTED TO ORDER THE ALBUM NOW 😭💔😭 i actually have my posters on my closet and i change inside the actual closet at all times bc me and my brother share a room, so no one's looking at me thankfully haha. well, i do have bts pics on the warderobe next to my bed as well so they watch me sleep every night but we dont talk about that. YUTA CARD i would cry. he for sure does look spicy half the time of his life.

i dont know that many rv songs (the audacity, i know) but seulgi... ah. i watched the sm new years concert and when she appeared i couldnt keep my eyes off her. i should really listen to more of their songs so if u have any recs i am all ears

thank you for brightening up my day sunflower ily mwah😔❤

#lowkey wanted to apologise for replying late again but like that would be annoying #💌ask #🌻 anon

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⁂ What You Deserve (Doyoung Kim)

Genre: Dark, Angst, Fluff, Romance ☁

Word Count: 3,421 ☁

Pairing: Reader x Kim Doyoung ☁

World: NCT ☁

WARNING: This fic contains self-harm, attempted suicide and talks about depression. Read at your own risk.

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You’re not sure when it started, or how or why. It felt like it had been with you for most of your life. Maybe it started in high school where you spent every day being bullied and abused by your fellow students. At that time, your only bit of sanity was with your best friend, Johnny, but he had started to pull away from you.

Not on purpose, you knew. He had a dream that he was working hard towards achieving, but… in doing so, you began to fade away. Since you were children, Johnny had always been the anchor that kept you from floating away while also being the one that kept your head above water.

When he moved to Korea, you started to drown and didn’t know how to save yourself.

You had convinced yourself that everyone hated you and that you were only a burden to those around you. Johnny did his best to keep in touch as much as possible, which kept you going for a while. As bad as you never wanted it to end, you knew that it would.

Johnny had achieved his dream, debuting with a group called NCT 127 and they were quickly climbing the latter of popularity. He started to have less and less time for you until, finally, he stopped contacting you altogether. Four months passed without so much as a text saying, ‘hi’.

It had finally happened. Johnny realized that you were just a broken burden and decided to move on with his life. He forgot all about the needy, depressed little Y/N. That’s what you convinced yourself of.

You couldn’t take it anymore – the pain, the self-hate, the torment. It was all too much for you to face alone. With the weight of the world on your shoulders, you made up your mind.

You were going to kill yourself.

When Friday rolled around, your father left for his business trip, unaware of the plans his child had.

A bad storm had rolled in out of nowhere that night. Thunder shook the building as rain violently pounded the Earth. It was like the gods themselves were angry.

It comforted you in a weird way.

You lit a candle, setting it on the bathroom sink so you could see what you were doing. The power had been knocked out after a rather violent gust of wind knocked a palm tree into the power lines. This set everything into motion as the power line sparked, setting the palm tree on fire.

Unaware of the chaos outside, you slipped into the bathtub, your clothes getting heavy as they absorbed the water. Your eyes scanned your forearms, scanning the scars that littered your skin.

Even in the dull lighting, you could see each one perfectly. The old and the new, mingling together. Your finger traced them, hot tears rolling down your cheeks as you remembered each one. Every single scar held a painful memory and you were cursed with remembering each one as clearly as if it had happened yesterday.

Your hand shook as you picked up the razor blade.

This was it. All of your pain and suffering, all of the blood and suffering… it had all lead you to this moment. It was finally going to end. You were finally going to find peace.

So why were you hesitating? Why did you feel fear?

The metal rested against your wrist, making small cuts in your skin since you couldn’t steady your hand. ‘This is for the best’, you tried to convince yourself. ‘When I die, dad won’t have to work so hard to pay for my medical bills. He won’t stress himself over me. He can move on with his life and find the happiness he deserves. I… I have to do this!’

Lightning lit up the darkness as you screamed out, ripping the blade across your skin harder than you ever had before. Blood started to pour from the wound, dropping into the water and turning it an ugly faded red.

You slid down in the tub as the wound started to sting, your body shaking. Whether it was from your sobbing or from the pain, you didn’t know.

BANG BANG BANG.

Your ears faintly picked up the sound of pounding on the front door. Hurried footsteps echoed in the hallway followed by the cries of children. It sounded hazy to you like you were dreaming.

“Open up, there’s a fire in the building!” The banging continued. “We’re coming in!”

You heard the door slam open and several pairs of feet rushed into the apartment.

Everything went black.

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Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.

A hoarse groan passed your lips as the insistent beeping disturbed your sleep. Eyes sliding open, you blinked a few times before it focused on the white ceiling above you. ‘Am I… dead?’, you wondered, forcing yourself to sit up.

The room was dark, lit up only by the lights of the heart monitor you were connected to. It was still raining, reduced to a soft pitter-patter against the window. The whiteboard on the wall bore the date, Tuesday.

It was clear that your attempt had failed. You eyed the thick bandage around your wrist. The only thing you could think about was the medical bills your father would have to pay.

‘I can’t even kill myself properly…’

The door creaked open and a woman you didn’t recognize entered the room. Your first instinct was that she was a nurse, but you soon realized that she was wearing a Victorian style dress.

Squinting through the darkness, you noticed something dripping from her hands. It was blood, splattering against the linoleum. All other sounds disappeared except for the dripping.

“Wh-Who are you?” You stuttered out, feeling your body tense. You knew something wasn’t right.

The woman started to laugh, low and vacant of humor. It gradually increased in volume until it filled the room.

You could feel terror taking over you as you scrambled back, your finger repeatedly smashing the nurse call button. The speaker behind the bed beeped as it normally would, but instead of getting a nurse you only heard the laughter coming through the static.

The woman moved closer, her bare feet slapping against the floor. “Selfish child,” she muttered.

You stumbled back off the bed, tripping over the various wires and tubes connected to your body. Hitting the floor hard, you winced as the IV was ripped from your arm. Within seconds, the woman was on top of you, her bloody hands wrapped tight around your throat.

Her eyes were wild and bloodshot. “Selfish child! Selfish child!” She kept repeating the same two words, voice growing louder with each repetition until she was screaming at the top of her lungs. “SELFISH CHILD!”

You couldn’t breathe, struggling to push her off but your hand went through her body like she wasn’t there.

Dots of black started to cloud your vision until you were completely cloaked in darkness.

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You shot up in bed, feeling your body enveloped in a cold sweat. Your hand grabbed your throat as you gasped for breath. Warmth surrounded your body and soft words were spoken into your ear. You couldn’t understand what was being said, but they did their job and slowly you started to calm.

A hand gripped your own and you looked up, meeting eyes with your dad. Almost instantly, you looked away from him, unable to face the tears that clung to his cheeks. You looked to your left, where the warmth was coming from, and you felt your body tense up again.

“J-Johnny?”

Tears welled up in his eyes, but he held them back with a smile, breathing out deeply as he spoke. “Hey… how are you feeling?” His voice was rough, a clear indication that he had been crying.

“Why are you here?” You hadn’t meant for it to sound so rude, but last time you checked, he was in a different country living the life he wanted.

“What a stupid question,” he laughed, ruffling your hair like he always used to do when you were upset. “I came to make sure you were alright.”

You moved your gaze to the white cotton covering your body. There were so many thoughts and emotions rushing through your body that you felt completely overwhelmed. Anger, pain, guilt, confusion… they swirled together in the pit of your stomach.

Johnny knew you were about to start crying, his eyes flicking to the heart monitor as the rate increased. “Are you hungry? The hospital food sucks, and we’re not technically allowed to bring outside food in for patients, but your nurse is a big fan of NCT so I can probably get her to ignore it. There’s a Taco Bell not too far from here, I know it’s your favorite!”

You could only nod, not trusting your voice.

“Stay here, Johnny. I’ll go and get it.” Your dad announced, giving you a soft peck on the cheek before leaving the room. He knew that he couldn’t comfort you, despite how bad he wanted to. That’s why he made the decision that he did. You knew he felt like a failure as a father and you felt overwhelmed by guilt.

Johnny shifted his weight and cleared his throat. “I brought one of the members with me. He’s really smart, reliable and loves white chocolate.” He paused, mentally slapping himself. Surely after attempting suicide, you didn’t care about conversing with someone about chocolate. “He’s right down the hall, I’ll go grab him.”

When he left the room, you lifted your eyes to the whiteboard. It sat in the exact same place as it had in your dream and the date scrawled on was the same – Tuesday.

‘What was that dream?’, you couldn’t help but wonder. Even the rain was the same, gently sliding down the glass. ‘I was trying to make life easier for everyone, but I’m a selfish child?’

Johnny re-entered the room with another boy. The thing that stuck out the most was his rich blue hair. “This is Doyoung, he’s one of our vocalists. Doyoung, this is Y/N, my best friend.”

You winced at the words. Could you even consider yourself still his friend after all this? Must less his best friend. Surely he had found someone more suitable to the title within his new group.

“Hello, it’s nice to meet you,” Doyoung spoke politely in accented English, bowing slightly in respect. He was uncomfortable, feeling like he was intruding on something extremely personal, but Johnny had requested that he come along for support, and that was a request that he couldn’t deny.

The rest of the day was spent with the three men trying to make you smile, at the very least, but you just weren’t in the mood. It was strange – you wanted to be left alone but… at the same time, you didn’t want to be alone.

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You were stuck in the hospital for observation for the next week. Both Johnny and Doyoung stayed with you, allowing your dad to get some rest and go to work. On the day of your release, you and Doyoung waited near the front of the hospital while Johnny ran over to the parking garage to get his rental.

You still felt a bit uncomfortable being alone with him since you didn’t know him well, so your eyes were scanning the area to give you something to do. You happened to glance at a painting on the wall and you felt a cold chill run down your back.

Feeling you tense next to him, Doyoung looked at you with worry. “Are you okay?”

You slowly stood up, approaching the painting. It was her, the woman from your dream. Her eyes were bloodshot and hollow like she had died a long time ago. There a small tag on the bottom of the frame with a name etched into it.

“Matilda Palmer…”

“She looks terrifying,” Doyoung commented as he came up beside you.

“She was quite a nice woman, once upon a time.”

You both turned around, seeing an elderly man looking at the photo sadly. His eyes met yours and he frowned.

“She spoke to you, didn’t she?”

A shiver ran through your body and you moved closer to Doyoung, trying to ignore the feeling of eyes on the back of your head. It felt like the painting was burning a hole in your skull and you were too afraid to turn and check on it. Doyoung put his arm around your shoulder, looking at the man skeptically.

“Who… Who is she?” You questioned.

The man folded his hands behind his back, eyes sliding closed. “She haunts this hospital.”

“Haunts?” Doyoung’s grip tightened.

You glanced at him, patting his arm to try and calm him down despite the fact that you felt just as worried. “What happened to her?”

“She went insane after her child killed himself.”

Selfish child, selfish child, SELFISH CHILD!

You threw your hands over your ears as her voice echoed in your head. Having had enough, Doyoung excused himself and all but dragged you to the door of the hospital. Johnny pulled up just as you stepped outside and the pair of you hopped into the backseat.

He looked at you with worry. “What’s wrong?”

“Just a weird man talking about the hospital being haunted…” Doyoung shivered. “Let’s just leave, okay?”

Johnny nodded and took off, tapping the steering wheel lightly. “Y/N? There’s something your dad and I didn’t tell you…”

“What would that be?” You questioned, rubbing your temples. You couldn’t stop thinking about that damned dream.

“We talked it over, and we both agreed that this is the best for you.” He paused, wondering what your reaction would be. “You’re coming back to Korea with us.”

“…Wait, what?!”

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Although you were against the idea at first, you were glad that Johnny had forced you to come to Korea with him. It had been about four months since you moved into a small apartment with him and Doyoung. You expected to be left alone when he was working, but Johnny refused to let you be alone for more than a few minutes and forced you to come along with him. His managers were not happy about this, but it was something he refused to back down on. Doyoung and their leader, Taeyong, also backed him up since they both knew about your situation.

During this time, you had gotten increasingly close to Doyoung, who had made it his personal mission to look after you.

“Hey, are you ready to go?” Doyoung questioned, smiling at you as he entered the apartment.

“Are you sure you won’t get into trouble?”

“Positive!” He gently grabbed your hand, tugging you towards the door. “I only had a photo shoot to do today, and I promised we’d go to the park.”

You sighed in defeat, allowing the male to pull you along. Worrying about ruining their careers constantly plagued your mind, but it didn’t seem to bother them. They always made sure to make time for you.

It was midday in Spring, the sun shining in a sea of fluffy white clouds. It was warm, but not uncomfortably so. He led you to a small patch of grass on the outer edge of the park where you both sat comfortably.

He was feeling nervous, despite having been alone with you many times in the past. “Y/N?”

“Hmm?” You were lying back on the grass, staring up at the clouds.

“Are you happy?” He lightly picked at the grass nervously. “Being here with us, with… me.”

“I’m not sure how to answer that. I feel… fortunate having you guys in my life, but I also feel like I don’t deserve it.”

“Why do you feel that way?”

“I’m not sure. I’ve always felt that way.”

He turned to lie down next to you, propping his head up in his hand. “Do you mind if I ask…”

“Why did I try to kill myself?” You finished, locking eyes with him. He nodded. “Truthfully, several reasons. I was tired, mostly, but I thought I was doing everyone a favor. I felt like such a burden to my father…”

Hearing those words broke his heart. His hand slid onto of your own, eyes never leaving yours. He wanted to convey his feelings, but he wasn’t sure how you felt and he didn’t want to make you feel burdened. “Do you still feel that way?”

“Sometimes. More than anything, I feel guilty.” You paused for a moment. “Do you remember that painting at the Hospital?”

“How could I forget? It was so creepy,” he shivered, “And what was with that guy?”

“He was right. I did see her.”

His brow furrowed.

“It was in a dream, but I saw her. She kept repeating ‘selfish child’. I didn’t know what it meant until that man explained what happened to her.” You sighed, lacing your fingers with his. “I looked her up online. She only appears to those that have attempted suicide. Her son was depressed and had been hospitalized many times throughout his life for trying to kill himself. Finally, he succeeded… his mother was a wreck and, eventually, she went insane and stabbed the nurse that was looking after her. She was locked away in a padded cell and passed away three days later.”

“I see… that’s a shame.”

“At first, I thought she was just a vengeful spirit, angry about what her son had done, but… she’s trying to stop others from making the same mistakes that her son had.”

“I think… when you kill yourself, you also kill those around you.” He whispered, moving closer so that he could rest his head on your shoulder. His hand held yours against his chest. “Depression makes you think that others are better off without you, but that’s not the case. I was there when Johnny got the call. It was like his world had shattered. He dropped the phone and fell to his knees in shock. We were about to go on a variety show but he broke down and had to stay backstage.”

You felt tears pricking your eyes as you whispered, “I thought he forgot about me…”

Doyoung shook his head, lifting it so he could smile at you. “Never. He was always telling us stories about things you both did when you were growing up. He felt so guilty when he stopped having time to talk to you, but we were all swamped with our schedules… Even having you here, he’s constantly worrying about you. I do, too…”

“Doyoung…”

“You said you don’t deserve to be happy… I believe everything happens for a reason. Your attempt lead you to me, and I’m determined to show you that you do deserve to be happy. You’re not a burden, you’re a beautiful human being who deserves the world.” He pulled his hand away to rest it on your cheek as he hovered above you. “There’s only one of you in this world, Y/N. And I… I love you.”

Your eyes searched his, looking for any sign of deceit but there was none. You only found sincerity, warmth and, most importantly, love. Your heart was racing in your rib cage.

“You don’t have to feel the same… I wasn’t planning on confessing.” He laughed awkwardly. “Even if you don’t feel the same, I want to remain friends. I know things are probably awkward now but I just felt like I should – ”

“Doyoung,”

“Yes?”

“Shut up and kiss me.”

With a smile, he didn’t hesitate to press his lips against yours. For the first time in your life, you wanted to keep living. You finally found the will to fight against the darkness.

He pulled away and you smiled brightly, feeling tears welling up in your eyes again. He wiped away your tears.

“I… I want to live.”

The smile that overtook Doyoung’s face was as bright as the sun. His eyes watered as he threw his arms around you, holding your body tight to his own. Four simple words, but it was enough for both of you.

You were tired of being a victim, enslaved by the darkness of depression. You were tired of feeling like a burden and wanting to die. You wanted to fight, to overcome it and, for the first time in your life, you felt confident that you could.

With Doyoung by your side, you were free to start again.

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Jaemin NSFW A-Z

Warning: 00 LINE SMUT! DON’T LIKE DON’T READ!

THIS IS MY OPINION BTW!!

SORRY FOR MISTAKES I DIDN’T CHECK LOL.

FML IF I FORGOT A LETTER

A- Aftercare

Na Jaemin is amazing at giving aftercare. Firstly, he’d just cuddle with you for a few minutes, stroking your hair peacefully. If you didn’t fall asleep already, he’d definitely get up and make you a hot drink. He might run a bath for the two of you, where he’d already decorated the bathroom with petals and candles. It’d be so cheesy but thats Nana for you. Then to settle you back to sleep after a long round, he’ll sing you to sleep quietly, kissing your forehead every once in a while.

B- Body (Your favourite part of his body and his favourite part of yours)

Well, i can’t exactly guess your favourite part of Jaemin’s body, but i sure as hell love his arms.

Like...how dare he attack you like this?? They may not be the most muscled arms in NCT, but they are nicely toned and you just adore laying your head on them, and giving his shoulders and biceps kisses. His favourite body part of yours is most likely your cheeks (face cheeks lmao); he loves squishing them and kissing them, pinching them, you name it. But he also loves your breasts, whether they’re big or small, because he wants to reassure you that he loves them. Also uses them as pillows ehehe.

C- Cum

When you’re comfortable, and on the pill, he prefers coming inside of you since he feels it is very intimate. However, he knows how risky it is so he will only do this every once in a while. He’d be really tidy though. His pullout game is strong lol.

D- Dirty Secret

Secretly up for having a threesome/foursome with either Jeno or Jeno and Renjun. But we all knew that, didn’t we? Only if you were up for it though.

E- Experience (how experienced they are)

Obviously, Jaemin is an experienced flirter, but hasn’t has much experience with sex, since he’s only just legal. My belief is that he’s probably had blowjobs, fingered a girl, etc but never gone too far. However, i believe he’d be a natural in bed. Freaking perfect at eating you out, cockwarming, and doing all the right things to turn you on. Thrusts like a god.

F- Favourite Position

It depends on the mood, but he likes it when you ride him, since he gets a nice view of your face and breasts bouncing up and down. He does enjoy missionary though, since Jaemin likes to take control over the situation so you don’t have to worry about anything. He will never try positions you weren’t comfortable with. If you were up for it, he’d try anything new if that’s what you wanted cause he’ll literally do anything for you.

G- Goofy

Jaemin is like a lightswitch; one moment hes all giggly and cute, but as soon as you get into bed he’s as serious and sexy as ever. He doesn’t want to ruin the hot mood. He’ll be really romantic though- constantly asking you if you’re okay or if you want him to go slower or faster.

H- Hair

He keeps it messy, but not too uneven. His hair tends to stick to his neck when he sweats, so just like he would practice a choreography,his hair would be all over the place when you’d get intimate, too, which you didn’t mind.

I- Intimacy

Jaemin loves being romantic and sees sexual acts as a way to bond passionately as well as expressing how much he trusts and wants you. He’s the type to lay rose petals on the bed or in the bath. Might even leave you cute little notes leading to the bed, where he’d be laying, waiting for you.

J- Jack Off

Nana probably masturbates quite a lot, since he’s a hormonal teenager, what else can i say. Honestly, he’ll just think of you as the one who is feeling him up, as he touches himself. Probably does it after fan meets, performances and practice, which makes him feel really turned on after hours of hard work.

K- Kink

Hmm...Nana seems like the type to have a thing to be dominant (not that he wouldn’t like being submissive) but not to the level of bondage, daddy kink, etc. Idk, he just seems too sweet and caring to ever tie you up or degrade you, even if its what you really wanted. He seems like the type to adore body worship and leaving hickies/scratches. He’d love leaving hickies on your neck, but would make sure not to go too rough unless you said so. No matter what, Nana lives for scratches on his back. Gripping his hair and raking your nails down his backis HIS THING OKAY. HE FUCKING LOVES IT COME @ ME.

L- Location (Favourite place to have sex)

The bed- it’s the most comfy, and all Nana cares about is your comfort, what a sweetie. I think he’d never have sex in public, but might finger you underneath the table or something. Loves bath sex too, since the water’s warm and has a nice aroma, which hightens the mood.

M- Motivation (Turn Ons)

Seeing you in frilly clothes. I feel like he’d be attracted to lighter coloured clothes on you, like white and pink? Definitely gets him hard. Will like it when you play a little hard to get, since he adores teasing you. Plus, if you rake your hands through his hair, squeeze his thigh and biting his ear, etc...you’re getting him worked up with those dangerous fingertips. When he really needs you, he ends up sexting you. A lot. Especially in class so be prepared lmao.

N- No (Turn Offs)

Strange kinks. They aren’t romantic. Things like foot fetish. Erm..yeah he isnt into it. He doesn’t like degrading, whether receiving or giving. He wouldn’t understand why you’d want to call each other such horrible names.

O- Oral

Jaemin, when receiving, is a whole hot mess. With his head thrown back, sweat covering his body, and his arm over his eyes, he looks fucking delicious.When hes giving oral, he literally will do anything to hear your cute moans, which often leads to him making you feel extreme pleasure. This boy is perfect at giving and putting on a show when receiving.

P- Pace

If you’re not the one setting the pace, then he prefers to keep it steady. Not slow exactly, but not speedy either. He wants to make sure you feel him, and he stretches you in all the right places. He loves slowly kissing you as he thrusts, but will end up bucking his hips and going faster when he’s building up to his climax. It’s not hard to tell when Jaemin’s close to an orgasm. He’ll mutter out things like ‘I love you, Princess.’ or just will simply let out a string of moans and pull you closer.

Q- Quickies

Jaemin’s the type to really crave quickies. Anytime really. However, if you’re not a fan of them, he’ll give himself major sexual frustration, and will eventually beg you to suck his cock later when the two of you are alone. But they’ve happened in recording studios MANY times before.

R- Risk (His comfort zone)

He does enjoy doing it in front of other members, but doing it secretly, like underneath the blankets or something. Anything like knife or blood play is a big NO. He will NEVER take the risk. As i’ve said before, Jaemin likes cumming inside of you. He won’t ever do it without your permission though.

S- Stamina (How many rounds)

Jaemin thinks that one round is enough, but he’ll do other stuff with you after. Make out, spoon, give you hickies and will then give you a bath or watch tv you you. He likes to make the first round last, and for it to be as perfect as possible, which wouldn’t be a problem since hes amazing at sex.

T- Toy (His favourite sex toys)

Doesn’t mind vibrators being used on him, but finds it addicting when they’re used to torment you. Especially when you’re studying. He’d turn it on ad off repeatedly, getting you hot and bothered while in your lessons.

U- Unfair (How they tease you)

Nana is a whole tease. He’s a brat, okay? He’s a playful, teasing bratty switch who most of the time gets challenged for dominance because you plan on giving him a hard time for all of his flirting and relentless teasing. He does shit like wear sleeveless shirts on purpose, and biting his lip waaay too many times. Winks often and generally gives you the ‘I know you want to fuck me’ look. Also, Jaemin has a habit of getting you jealous by flirting with fans- you fucking hate that.

V- Volume (How vocal they are)

He struggles to be quiet sometimes, especially when you kiss and suck his body, near his arousal. Whines like hell when you scratch down his back and kiss his jawline. He tries to make his moans pretty and loud, since he knows its a turn on for you. Nana isn’t afraid about letting you know how good you make him feel. Always breathes heavily after his release, which is even hotter.

W- Wild Card (Author’s Choice)

Jaemin wouldnt be nervous having sex at all. The only time he might slightly panic is when it’s your first time. He wants the experience to be as pleasurable as possible, but then again, he is very confident, so there’d be no need to worry. He’d be extremely honoured if he was your first, and would prepare the entire thing leading up to it. He’s so sweet and gentle.

X- X-ray (Their Package)

You’re fucking welcome. I don’t own the vid.

Y- Yearning (Sex Drive)

Jaemin has a high sex drive, what can i say? He craves for your touch 24/7, and constantly thinks of fucking you at the most random of times. Touches himself twice a day when you’re not around, watches porn like any other boy, and looks at pictures of you. It takes a lot of courage for him to NOT fuck you in the dorm rooms.

Z- ZZZ (How fast they fall asleep after)

Nana falls asleep so fast. He has such energy before and during sex but as soon as he reaches his climax, hes exhausted from all the stimulation. All he’d want to do is cuddle with you after. Make sure you get him up at the right time though...or another member will. Eek.

Hope you enjoyed!

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Kissing Out of Jealousy

NCT U + Yuta

‘Can I request a NCT U kissing you out of jealousy?’

A/N: I’m sure there’s already a reaction of this, but I’m here to add another :^) This is assuming you’re dating for some members, but for some you’re not dating, they like you- THIS IS LONG BTW!! [Kinda more like a mini drabble per each member]

** Language, some suggestive themes, but nothing explicit ** ik some ppl don't find jealousy cute so don't read if you not into that..

Taeil:

Taeil wasn’t the type to get jealous easily or behave pettily- Rather, he was just protective at times and would feel he’d have to interject to save you from situations... Whether you were feeling uncomfortable or not- Yet a part of your boyfriend also felt slightly neglected, a faithful dog waiting on the other side of the fence with it’s tail wagging at the sight of it’s owner, even though it’s owner was petting the neighbor’s cat.

He called out your name in the hopes of getting your attention as he watched you and Ten staring at your screens before nudging each other continuously with a laugh to show the other a recent entertaining Tweet. He was all for you bonding with the other boys, but he’d missed you this week and throughout the day constantly stuck by your side. Placing the bowl of steaming popcorn upon the coffee table, he took his seat beside you on the couch, hand patting around for the remote he’d dropped there moments before.

“OMG- You have to show that to Mark,” Ten gasped, covering his mouth to conceal his wicked grin as he looked at the meme you’d stumbled upon of Mark’s shorts.

“Let me see,” Taeil added, not wanting to miss out and curious as to what was so funny.

He leant in, eyes flickering to Ten as he watched the younger lean back into the couch, thumbs moving rapidly upon his screen. Taeil listened amusedly as he heard your small chuckle in his ear, a smile gracing his lips as he saw your screen before drawing back partially.

“You’re amused so easily,” he chuckled, nose nearly brushing your own as he leant nearer, a hand shooting to your waist to tickle you gently.

“Says you,” you squirmed with a bright smile.

Finally, his forehead rest upon your own, his antics stilling as he closed the gap between the two of you for a quick kiss. Embarrassed about kissing so openly with Ten by your side, you felt a blush creep upon your cheeks as you pulled away shyly. You could have sworn Taeil’s gaze jumped from your lips to your eyes to Ten before he closed the gap once more- You let out a muffled chuckle against his lips as your hands went to the front of his shirt to slow him down and steady yourself.

“Ew- God- Could you not?” Ten whined in disapproval, scooting away.

You could feel Taeil’s smile against your lips before he drew back, eyes as lively as ever.

Smothering you and being that cute couple to show off and make others wanna gag, but not let you think it’s a jealousy thing-

Taeyong:

Easily, one of the most jealous man you’d ever dated. He had his share of insecurities that make him question whether he’s worthy of love and attention, and an anxiety about losing the person he cherishes the most... So, seeing your interactions with your old classmates made him feel even more insecure in the moment. He’d had a stressful and busy week and hadn’t gotten to see you much, merely late calls that usually didn’t last long because he’d coax you to go to sleep early since you’re busy as well. Meeting a few of your old high school classmates, totally coincidentally at Gong Cha was all it took for him to have a small internal freak out. He already didn’t like that they were guys, even more so that they’d known you longer than he had technically... He felt excluded- He always wanted to be a part of every part of your life and have you in every part of his- To him your soulmates and he didn’t like feeling as though someone had a leg up on him in regards to you.

“You look great! Wow- It’s been a minute, but wow-” one of your old classmates gushed, stunned by how you’d matured and glowed up through the years spent apart.

You gave a small chuckle in return, “I’m surprised you recognized me-”

“I mean how could I forget (Y/n)?” he joked, gesturing towards you, followed by a few hums of the other classmates beside him.

You weren’t exactly sure what he meant by that- You didn’t think of yourself as too memorable of a person during high school. You’re boyfriend disliked it even more, a scowl etched into his features- He didn’t like not being in the know or what exactly the man meant.

“Well, it’s a small world I guess,” you wrapped up awkwardly, “It was nice to see you,” you added, able to feel Taeyong’s calculating gaze.

Sighing to yourself, you took a sip of your tea, inviting Taeyong to ask whatever he was going to ask.

“Were you popular in high school?”

“No,” you huffed, “Not really anyway- I’ve already told you about my high school- I wasn’t even friends with those guys... I can’t believe he recognized me.”

‘You’re just too pretty to be forgettable’ was what Taeyong had been thinking, but decided to keep it in. He could still feel their fleeting gazes glancing towards you as they sat down in laughter- He didn’t like that... What were they talking about? You? Were they laughing about you? Who knew what prude remarks they were making.

“I’d have dated her back in junior year if I knew she was gonna turn out like this-”

Feeling jealous, protective, and anxious he stood, causing you to look up at him, “Where are you going..?”

“Bathroom,” he informed before bending down, his hand coming to cradle your jaw as he sealed your lips together in a sweet kiss- Lips tasting of caramel.

Your lips followed his own as he drew back, swiping his thumb endearingly across your cheek before giving it a gentle pinch. You pulled your face from his grasp at the action, playfully pouting at your cup of tea as he left the table.

“I know right-”

The voices got louder as he approached.

“Could you keep your voices down?” he asked, yet it wasn’t really a question- His tone and gaze icy and curt before he brushed past their table to the restroom.

Yuta:

Tossing in jealous Yuta because that’s hot-

You didn’t have to be dating Nakamoto Yuta for him to feel as strongly as he did. He felt like you were already his, his sweet, his dear, his precious- And he wasn’t going to let the world or anyone else take that away from him. You loved him as a friend- The two of you had crossed the boundary of friendship a few times with late night kisses and drunken texts- But there was something about his possessive nature that made you hesitant to progress any further with him. Just being his friend you felt like a prisoner-

“I have to drop by my brothers’ dorm to give him back his battery pack-” you began, halting as you remembered.

“I’ll go with you,” Yuta chimed, slinging an arm around your shoulder, pulling you into him as his other hand pulled the drawstrings of the hoodie harshly, causing it to close around your face.

You stumbled into him mid-step as he did so, whining dramatically as your hands attempted to shove him aside.

“My brother doesn’t like you,” you interjected, pulling the hood free from your mess of hair as Yuta released you.

With a shrug he focused his attention on taming your hair, the action causing your face to heat.

“You shouldn’t go into the boys dorm alone,” he reprimanded, motherly as ever.

Jaehyun. Your brother’s roommate and soccer teammate of Yuta- was coming down the very path you were on the quad.

“Jaehyun!” you called out suddenly, happy to find a delivery man.

His eyes darted from his phone to you, his brows knitting together seconds later-

“Hey,” he began, slowly letting his gaze drift between the two of you before to your hoodie.

“Uh... Is that your hoodie?”

“I stole it from my brother- Don’t tell,” you chuckled.

Letting out a soft chuckle of amusement, Jaehyun shook his head, “That’s not your brother’s- That’s mine. I’d been looking for it all week-”

“Oh my God!” you gasped, dropping the tote bag from your shoulder, “I’m so sorry! I- It was on his side of the room... So I thought-”

“It’s fine,” he interjected, “It looks good on you-”

Yuta’s gaze narrowed at that remark and before he even had a moment to stop you, you were peeling off the hoodie and offering it to an astonished Jaehyun. You saw no issue with it, you were wearing a t-shirt underneath.

“I’m so so sorry! Also...” you began, picking up your bag, “Could you give this to my brother?”

“Sure-” Jaehyun nodded, scratching the nape of his neck as you pushed the goods into his hands before whipping around and grabbing the side of Yuta’s plaid jacket to bring him in tow with you-

“O my God... That was so embarrassing-” you rambled, feeling your face hot in embarrassment.

Suddenly, Yuta’s feet stopped moving, causing you to stop. He removed his phone from the pocket of his jacket before slipping it into his jeans, removing his coat.

“What are you doing?” you asked dumbly before catching on, “N-No, I’m not cold or anything-”

Silently, he draped it over your shoulders before his hands slid to the open front of it, grasping it before pulling you closer by the collar. His lips melded with your own, needy and passionate, jealousy brewing in his heart at even a simple encounter. His hands slid down to the zipper, zipping it quickly as he pulled away, your arms constricted, a smug expression on his face before he began walking again.

“H-Hey! GET THIS off me!” empty sleeves flopping by your sides as you hobbled after him.

The type to give you a little taste of his cold shoulder and reprimanding you for being careless [about making him jealous basically].

Kun:

Respectful and mature bub who wouldn’t do anything unless the two of you were dating, and for a while.

He couldn’t understand why Xioajun was so clingy towards you- I mean... He understood it in a sense since he was also in a way- But it was different. You were taken- Xiaojun should have taken a hint from him by now. Kun was constantly swooping in to interrupt the too of you, the hint of a small grin gracing his features each time to hide his unkindly thoughts towards the younger.

“Does Xiaojun bother you?” he questioned, watching as you pulled on your socks from the doorway of your bedroom, his shoulder resting against the frame.

��No?”

Cocking your head to the side, you couldn’t understand what Kun was hinting at or why he was asking.

“He’s always around you...”

“Yeah,” you chuckled, “We’re friends.”

You stood, ready to pass by your boyfriend and slip on your shoes by the doorway, yet he didn’t budge.

“Well...” he began, “I don’t want to sound ...clingy, but I don’t like it-”

“There’s nothing to worr-”

You were mid-roll of your eyes, when he cut you off, his warm hand enveloping around your own, “You’re mine, right?”

There was a hint of something swimming in his chocolate gaze, as if a saddened part of him needed reassurance.

“O-Of course,” you admitted, blushing to yourself from feeling caught off guard.

“Then I have a right to be like this,” he added, voice softer.

You open and shut your mouth dumbly, not sure what to say in response. Yes? He to a degree had a right to feel jealous- But... There was really no reason to be jealous over Xiaojun- Tugging your hand forward gently, he drew you to meet his lips, lilting his neck down. His kiss was delicate, lips plush and substantial, but movements gentle and loving. Your knees felt weak, as if it was your first kiss again.

“Don’t worry about it,” you nearly whispered as he drew back, “I’ll try to be mindful,” you added, referring to distancing yourself a bit so Kun wouldn’t get the wrong impression again.

“We’re going to be late...”

Doyoung:

You drew back to take a breath before your lips were smothered again, his nostrils flaring in anger and also the need for oxygen. You whined gently against his lips, attempting to pull back once more. You panted, out of breath before placing a hand on Doyoung’s chest to keep him at bay.

He leant back over the center console, resting his head back against the padded seat. Finished clicking in your seat belt you looked at him.

“When you dress like that,” he began, nodding forward, “guys get the wrong idea.”

“N-”

“Like thinking you’re single and something for them to ogle at,” he added, cutting you off, “You have no idea what kind of sleaze bags were looking at you and what they were thinking-”

His fox-like eyes flickered back to you, taking a moment to glance at the obvious cleavage you’d put on display.

“I dressed up for you- I just… I wanted to feel sexy and make you-”

“Make me what? Upset?”

“No! Proud to be with me- To be attractive to you…”

Raking a hand through his hair he let his gaze fall upon your own.

“Don’t you get it?” he began, jabbing the keys into the ignition, “You’re always attractive to me- I always want you- I’m always proud of you- But I want to be the only one to see.. You don’t deserve them looking at you like that and it makes me sick,” he trailed off, quickly casting his gaze forward as he pulled away from the curb.

You felt a tingle jolt along your spine at his words.

Ten:

He’d been giving you a snarky attitude all day; curt remarks and dismissive glances. Sighing for the final time as he pretended to ignore you, you let your tongue poke at your cheek in annoyance.

“Look at me,” you probed.

His fingers halted before smashing the pause button on his game, tossing the controller aside him on the sofa as he let out his own sigh, his gaze continuing to be fixed upon the TV screen.

“Why are you being like this?”

You hated how beautiful his profile was, the slope of his sharp nose and outline of his soft lips.

“Why won’t you even talk to me?” you added, raising your tone.

“If you want someone to talk to why don’t you ask Taeyong?” he quipped, voice laced with venom.

Huffing in exasperation, you let your hands fall to your hips.

“Are you serious?”

Finally… he turned his dark gaze towards you.

“Yeah,” he nearly shrugged, attitude as petty as ever.

“You’re such a child!” you shouted, unable to control your emotions as you stormed away, frustrated and wanting to cry.

He paused for a moment before standing.

“I’m childish?” he asked, tone brazen and perplexed.

You stopped, turning on your heel-

“Then what?” he questioned, “Is Taeyong the man?”

Before you could spit out a reply he grabbed onto your elbow.

“I’m the only man you should see,” he barked.

“You are my only man…” you murmured, hurt he thought otherwise.

Cupping your face, he pulled you into him, lips messily finding one other before passionately embracing.

Omg I hate this one…

Jaehyun:

Far enough. Was what Jaehyun had been thinking.

His jaw was set, his lips pursing each time his eyes narrowed slightly, causing one of his dimples to gently show.

Sure, it was Taeyong’s birthday, but that didn’t mean he had the right to flirt with you-

“Is that right?” you giggled, after listening to one of Taeyong’s stories.

Your fork idly toyed with the pasta in your dish as you gave Taeyong your attention. The rest of the lunch table seemed chatty, side for Jaehyun whom pouted by your side. His silence was slowly steeling your attention away from Taeyong as you began to worry.

“You’ll have to excuse me for a moment,” you interjected, glancing towards the bathroom.

Your plan was simple, take a break from Taeyong by using the restroom before retuning and turning to Jae to give your attention and ask what was up. As you stood Johnny began speaking to Taeyong, allowing you the perfect cover to escape. As you did, someone snagged you by your belt loop. Your forlorn boyfriend looking up at you with eyes you couldn’t place.

“Where are you going?”

“Bathroom,” you whispered, your brows furrowing in concern at his oddness.

He released you, standing himself to follow you.

“Why are you being so weird?” you inquired, rounding a corner with him.

“I’m jealous,” he admitted.

“Wh- How? What’s there to be jealous about?” you stumbled.

Instead of answering or explaining, he cornered you against the wall once the two of you were hidden from sight in the hall of the bathroom.

“Babe,” you began, your voice lowering.

Being under his gaze in such close quarters you felt trapped, trying to think of what he’d want to hear to be reassured. You bit your lip in thought. Warm lips clashed with your own, not too aggressive, nor gently. The breath that had gotten caught in your throat came out as a sigh against his lips as his hands slid from the wall on either side of your shoulders to your hips.

“We can’t do this here,” you nearly whispered, your lips brushing his own in temptation.

Ignoring you, his hasty lips met yours again, causing you to let out a small moan of protest.

“Oh- God-” Ten sputtered, shielding his eyes from the entrance of the hallway as he saw the two of you.

Your fist came in contact with Jae’s pec as he broke away from you.

...When you came back to the table you could feel everyone’s gaze upon the two of you, lowering your gaze in embarrassment as Jaehyun wore a smug grin.

Win:

Cold shoulders were never fun, especially when dealing with your best friend Sicheng. He sat several rows in front of you in the lecture hall instead of beside you, scrolling through his phone and clearly avoiding your texts. You bit your pen cap in annoyance as you stared at the back of his head.

“Maybe they broke up-”

It was a hushed whisper, but you were able to here it.

“Just go talk to her-”

Evidently Sicheng heard it too, his thumb having stopped scrolling and his ears perked.

“Hey,” a gentle voice said, taking the seat beside you.

“H-Hi,” you fumbled, baffled as to why Mark Lee was sitting next to you.

“This seat’s not taken, is it?”

“No,” you enunciated, making sure it was clearly loud enough for Sicheng to hear in an attempt to be petty.

“Cool- Well, uh, there’s this party at Alpha Delta Si later,” he began, “If you wanted to go, you could be my plus one- Honestly, we’ve had this class together all semester and I thought you were cute-”

You were flattered by his invitation, but frat parties weren’t really your scene.

Glancing over his shoulder at the encounter, Sicheng was caught by your gaze.

“Oh- Uh, I’ll have to think about it, parties like that aren’t really my thing-” you declined politely.

“O-Oh,” Mark nodded, retracting to his seat in thought as the professor entered.

The entire lesson you and Sicheng fumed with thoughts of each other, unable to concentrate. The lesson seemed to end in record time, not that you were paying attention.

“So, um, if parties aren’t your thing we could do something like uh... get ice cream, or-”

Once you’d stood to stuff your belongings in your bag, Mark was back at it again. However, your sleeve was yanked by the ever so thoughtful Sicheng, pulling you from the row and tugging you up the stairs of the lecture hall. You stumbled after him dumbly until he shoved the door open with such force you were scared for a moment.

“Stop-” you shot, pulling from his grip.

“Was I interrupting something?” he asked bitterly.

“What the fuck is your problem? I thought you-”

You could feel the gaze of several classmates in the hallway, feeling embarrassed. Behind you, Sicheng saw the door of the lecture hall swing open with none other than Mark and Jeno, his eyes narrowing as he caught Mark’s gaze. Swooping in, his hand clamped over your forearm to pull you to meet his lips, his blunt nails digging into your sweater. He was overwhelming, figure looming over your own, hasty lips pushing against your own, you felt lost in your shock.

Jungwoo:

“Let me up,” you huffed for what felt like the fifth time.

A hum of disapproval left the boy who’d constricted himself around you.

“Woo- I’ll be late for my shift...” you tried, sighing to yourself.

“Don’t go,” he murmured.

“I have to go- My supervisor will be mad if I’m late again...”

“Your supervisor,” he began, sitting up, his fluff of hair bouncing, unfit of his narrowing eyes, “I don’t like him.”

“It doesn’t matter if you like him or not-”

You struggled in his hold, but he draped a leg over your hips to bar your escape, hugging you closer.

“He’s creepy.”

“Yeah, he is,” you agreed with an airy chuckle, “But that doesn’t matter, I need to keep my wage-”

Rolling on top of you, you let out a whine under his weight. Cutely, he blew the hair out of your face, not daring to remove his hands from wrapped around you for fear of you escaping. You giggled and writhed at his actions, shaking the hair from your face. He plopped a soft kiss upon your lips, smothering your own before drawing back momentarily.

“Don’t go.”

His lips didn’t give yours time to spit out a retort, softly melding with yours with passion. Had it been any other day or any other occasion, you would have skipped whatever event there was to stay with him, but you couldn’t miss today... Shaking your head to shake his lips off your own, he groaned against your lips, unrelenting. You couldn’t help but let out a chuckle of anguish against his lips, following it with a low whine. He bit your lip in retaliation gently, shifting on top of you as you squealed and wiggled beneath him.

“You’re being childish,” you gasped, nostrils flaring with the need for air.

Lucas:

“Baby-”

Yukhei’s deep voice reverberated through your being as his lips brushed your ear.

“Why are you watching that?”

In your defense, you hadn’t searched for it, rather it was in your suggestions and you just so happened to be curious by the amount of views it had. A Doyoung, Boss focus cam- Nor were you expecting your friend-with-benefits to be up so early... He usually slept well past ten.

“I couldn’t sleep,” you partially lied.

“Do you like him?”

“Uh,” you stalled, glancing over your bare shoulder, “It’s not like I know him-”

“I mean,” he corrected, “Do you think he’s sexy?”

Your expression morphed into one of confusion at his most likely horny what-the-fuckery. If you said yes would he set up a threesome?

“Yeah.”

A warm hand slid over your bare arm, trailing to your shoulder before moving to your throat. He didn’t like that answer- Though the two of you weren’t official, he had real feelings for you- Which is why he called you baby, and told you to stay the night when you’d start searching for your clothes the night before...

“What about me?” he groaned gently.

Dropping your phone aside, you rolled over to your side, your hand going to his wrist to stop the growing pressure he applied.

“Yeah, you’re sexy,” you rolled your eyes, knowing he was immaturely jealous.

“Am I sexier?”

He drew you closer, his nose brushing against your own as he awaited your answer.

“I’m not sure,” you teased, withholding a giggled at how his eyes widened.

He let out a chuckle too, able to catch onto your teasing attitude.

“I must be since I’m the one with you and not him,” he muttered with a smile, rolling over on top.

His lips claimed your own in an arduously slow kiss, his hand fumbling to reach over and turn off your phone.

Mark:

Alone, in bed, on his phone- Mark’s evening was rather bland. He’d been on a call with you while you’d been getting ready to come over, content with just listening to your voice.

“Why do you take so long to get ready?” he questioned with a sigh, “Just come over already.”

“I have to look good,” you countered, “You said Johnny was home...”

And here it was, the recent reason for Mark’s despise of Johnny Suh, one of his closest friends.

“Bro- So what... You’re coming over to see me, not him-”

That was true-

“Yeah, but if I do see him-”

“Whatever, just hurry up,” Mark complained, his tone snappish as he hung up.

It was hard getting friend-zoned, let alone having the girl you like be into your best friend instead.

Fifteen minutes later you were checking your reflection on your phone before the door, collecting yourself before ringing the doorbell.

Answering it, Mark felt his heart clench- You looked ridiculously cute, glossy lips, curled lashes, slight wind-blown hair, and the oversized Puma hoodie you’ d bought last week to match your leggings. He wish you were getting all dolled up for him, causing a pang of jealousy to stab him.

“I’ll pay for delivery since you paid last time,” you remarked, stepping through the doorway to remove your shoes as your eyes searched for the giant of your affection.

Yet he was nowhere in sight... Making your way to Mark’s room with your bag, dropping it to his bed and plugging your phone into his charger. You heard the distinct sound of the refrigerator opening, bottles rattling- Perhaps it was Johnny. Turning on your heel, you planned upon seeing whom it was, but a Mark Lee was blocking your path, having just entered the threshold of his room.

“Lemme see,” you pried, your brows furrowing as he closed the door behind himself.

“It’s Taeil,” he lied, knowing what you were after.

You still wanted to check for yourself, even give the senior a greeting.

“Uh, let me through,” you paused as Mark remained in his spot.

“Why’s it always go to be about him?”

“I- What do you-”

“You know what I mean,” he interjected, raising his voice, “All of a sudden everything’s about him-”

“That’s not true,” you tried, folding your arms defensively.

“Yes it is,” he retorted, taking a step toward you, his bad attitude and mood nearly radiating off his figure, “We can’t even hang out like we used to because you’re always preoccupied with him-”

“I can’t help that I like him!” you shot back.

It took only another step and Mark was in front of you, his hands flying to grip your shoulders as his nose brushed yours for only a millisecond- You couldn’t contemplate what was taking place and before it registered, his lips were on your own, sticky lip gloss transferring.

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dreamcity-rawr · 5 years

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~ Welcome to the DreamCity ~ DreamCity is a cafe offering you the best time with our boys of NCT I am Rawr and I’ll be serving you at DreamCity~

DreamCity offers from the most common slice-of-life cups of tea, heart-fluttering puppy love, heart-steaming romance and even heart-wrenching moments. Anything to make your time here entertaining and worthy. DreamCity will also listen to your needs and wishes for as long as you’re staying here~ As of now, DreamCity is focusing more in contents of teh Dreamies (NCT DREAM) but content for the other units/members are surely soon to be served as well. ~ All DreamCity asks of you is love and support~

🍑 MASTER MENU 🍑

( s ) sweet ( h ) hot ( b ) bitter

🍑 DESSERT = AU SHORT SERIES

NCT DREAM

bestfriend!nctdream badboy!nctdream demon!nctdream deskmate!nctdream greekgod!nctdream hybrid!nctdream idol!nctdream neighbor!nctdream olderbrother!nctdream parttimer!nctdream werewolf!nctdream (1) (2) drunk!you + nctdream 00line singlemom!you + nct dream

🍑 COFFEE = BULLET SCENARIO COLLECTION

Jungwoo || Attracted to your hidden side ( s ) Ten || Flower of one-sided love ( b ) Mark || Living with Mark ( s ) Jeno || Apartment neighbor Jeno ( s ) Jaemin || Plane ride with Jaemin ( s )

🍑 TEA = FULL SCENARIOS (written oneshots)

MARK ( s ) || Back to Sleep || ( h ) || That’s hot || ( b ) || RENJUN ( s ) || Cherry Kiss || Protect you || Mornings ( h ) || Bite Me || ( b ) || JENO ( s ) || Jacket || Kiss it Better || ( h ) || Comfy || ( b ) || DONGHYUCK ( s ) || Blanket Kisses || ( h ) || Trouble || ( b ) || Love&Trust || JAEMIN ( s ) || Not dating || You are Mine? || ( h ) || Hold Back || Heat || ( b ) || CHENLE ( s ) || Strawberry Bad Boy || Soft Hands || ( h ) || ( b ) || JISUNG ( s ) || Puppy Hair || ( h ) || ( b ) ||

🍑 SNACKS = BLURBS

NCT DREAM Mark : [01:27 pm] [04:39 pm] Renjun : [10:49 pm] Jeno : [11:23 pm] Donghyuck Jaemin Chenle Jisung

🍑 SPECIALs

Back to Sleep || Mornings || Kiss it Better || Blanket Kisses || You are Mine? || Soft Hands || Puppy Hair ||

🍑 GUIDELINES - For requests: do check whether DreamCity is open or closed for requests before sending one~ your request might be lost if it is sent while the box is closed. Otherwise, DreamCity will do everything in its power to get your request done, although some requests take me more time than others. Please be patient. not compulsory but you can use this form for oneshot/ bullet scenarios: [Member - Genre - Type - Plot (not necessary)] ex: donghyuck - fluff - oneshot - meeting for the first time and falling instantly in love - For questions: if you have anything to ask (be it regarding the posts or any personal questions that Rawr can answer) feel free to drop a message in the dm/inbox

- For feedback: are always very much welcome and appreciated!!! DreamCity might not answer every feedback individually but every and each one is definitely read and appreciated~ It’s how DreamCity knows what is good and what could be improved.

Do keep in mind that DreamCity has only one host so things might take some time!

#masterlist #nct masterlist #nct scenarios

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cloudynames · 5 years

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The Earth Fell in Love with the Moon

okay the long awaited story is finally here!! jesus christ it took so long i am s o r r y. all that matters is that its finally here and i hope you all enjoy <33 this is one of my favorite pieces ive written in a long time so i hope itll satisfy everyone

Word Count: 6,468

Rating: Teen

Warnings: Sensual themes, swearing

lets get it

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If there were two things you were good at, it would be creating new gadgets and rejecting opportunities. Every step of your life, carefully crafted, led you to achieve your dream job at NASA. Out of the ordinary, you weren’t actually all too interested in space. You fell in love with rockets and mechanics. The sound of metal clashing and seeing your creation come to life fascinated and drew you in, trapping you within the life of a mechanic. However, you preferred to use your proper title of ‘Head of Maintenance and Mechanics.’ Life was extraordinary with a powerful position, having seen things no ordinary person would. Coming home covered in soot and sweat was fulfilling and you wouldn’t want it any other way nor felt the need to make additions.

As a result, rejecting the continuous romantic advances from a new trainee named Kun forced you to become abnormally professional when it came to denying someone of any desires, work or romance related. He arrived in the spring with an abundance of other rookies and as spring faded into summer, many of his comrades dropped like flies soon realizing the commitment it took to become a master of space.

Everyone left except a few, one of them being Qian Kun. Kun was a flame. No, not like a bonfire flame, ready to devour whoever got in his way of his dreams. Much to his dismay, he resembled a candle, barely burning and a threat to none.

Well, maybe a threat to you.

With a flat screwdriver in one hand and the other in a bag of screws, you started repairing the outside of the newest spacecraft, ready to be launched next season with high hopes for technological advances. You didn’t spend much time working on the rocket yourself due to your position but it seemed like everyone decided to take the day off in your department. Left mostly alone, you were running around to complete daily tasks while putting your foot forward for NCT 2XXX, also known as the pride and joy of your life.

Working with multiple people within the industry, you were one of the lead designers of NCT 2XXX, a marvelous spaceship with an exterior as strong as diamonds and interior just as remarkable. You have been with NASA for over five years and with NCT 2XXX for three. To say you were loyal to both projects was an understatement, you were unbelievably devoted. With a project as spectacular as this under your belt, you were bound to become one of the most famous engineers of all time. Perhaps in the future, historians would print the name with such care and remember the time from when they were a child, seeing the ship shoot off into sky for the first time.

Once the final screw for the plate was tightened into place, you sighed and peeped back at the row. It had only been a few minutes but it felt like forever, hunched over repeating the boring hand movements. Guilt exploded in your stomach. You’ve been assigning newbies to do this for months on end? A mental note was formed in your head, remembering to make sure they have some diversity.

A hand clamping down on your shoulder disturbed you greatly, almost spilling out bolts and screws from your pocket. Without turning around, you yelled, “Qian Kun! How many times must I tell you to leave me alone when I’m working!”

Giggles spill out of the offender as he shuffled closer to you. “Wow, this is what Head of Maintenance does all day? How come you never have time to talk me since you can multitask perfectly fine?”

Starting on a new row, you rolled your eyes dramatically, “Maybe it’s because I don’t want to talk to you?”

“Why are you so mean?!” Kun whines, pathetically stomping in place.

“Don’t you have somewhere to be?” You snap, turning around and giving yourself a serious case of whiplash.

“I’m on break but I can leave if you really want me to!” He tempts, a mischievous glint lingering in his eyes.

“What’s the condition?” You exhaled heavily, mentally preparing yourself for whatever he decides to shock you with today.

“Go on a date with me!” He pleads, sticking out his bottom lip and giving you puppy eyes. Sweat drops smeared his forehead and his hair was messy from his training. Dark spots soaked through his training uniform and his glowing, honey skin was covered in bruises and scars. As pitiful as he appeared, you clicked your tongue in annoyance and turned around.

“I’m not interested, space boy.”

“But I’m interested.” He counters, frowning and nearly throwing a temper tantrum. Was this man really an adult or a man-baby?

Your mother had taught you that patience would be the greatest virtue in life. She had made sure you expressed it every day, having you write down one thing each day that you had to wait for and the relief following. With a hushed voice, she told you that good things came to those who were patience--especially to those patient with people. Kun was putting this theory to the test today.

“Ah yes, because bothering me every minute of the day will make me fancy a date with your lame ass!”

Before he can respond, his training coach blows a whistle, signalling breaktime was over. He burns holes into the back of your head, observing intently as you rummaged through the wool bag for a knot.

“I’ll be back.”

With that, he left in a flash and leaving you to nearly scream his name.

If Kun said he was going to be back, he was going to be back.

Five hours later and a provided lunch break from a local mom and pop place, you were seated in the meeting room with a water bottle and notepad. Tapping incessantly, you wondered why the higher-ups called you in for today. They never ringed for you, only when they needed to figure out why a rookie was causing trouble.

Suddenly, a click was heard and the shuffling of men and women came herding in, murmurs spreading across the room. Once comfortable in their respective seats, the woman at the head of the table opened, “Ah, (y/n), our most important piece to NASA!”

Rolling your eyes subtly, you give a sickly, sweet grin, “Yes, yes. How may I be of assistance today?”

The projector snapped to life and the lights dimmed. You turned to the screen, waiting for further information.

“Well,” a man with glasses and slicked back hair states, “We have all seen you work on NCT 2XXX and do believe us when we say that it is beyond terrific! That being said, one of our previous correspondences had recently left us due to seeking more and become greedy in his work. We need someone to finish WayV, another rocket for a specialised group of astronauts.”

Biting your tongue, you stared at everyone in amazement. “So I’m supposed to work on two projects?”

“Precisely.”

They left, shaking your hand and thanking you profusely for being so corresponding and helpful. The entire time, your mind was in overdrive. How were you supposed to finish two projects near the same launch date? It was near damn impossible! Of course they were sure to pay you more to compensate, but in such a short amount of time, maybe it was better to reject their advances. NASA had hired more engineers for this exact reason; why did it have to be you?

Staring at the blueprint on top of your wooden, almost broken desk, you reached over for your phone and checked the time. Midnight was plastered on your screen and you groan, extremely close to slamming your head on said desk. Your head was aching and your heart was pounding abnormally. Stress is an important part of life but after living life so plain and planned out, unforeseen problems caused you to lash out in your thoughts.

Marks began to appear on the sheet of paper as you sketched out a very, very rough version of the final product. With a haze clouding your mind and your eyes too focused on the design in front of you, Kun quietly snuck by and leaned down to your ear.

“Boo.”

Nearly falling back in your chair, you pushed yourself backwards with a hand on your chest. Kun, knelt over while dying of laughter exclaimed, “Oh my god! You should’ve seen your reaction!”

A rosy hue graces your cheeks, making you scrunch up your nose and return to your work. Mindlessly drawing hearts and stars and swirls in the corner of the paper, you mutter, “Why are you still here?”

“Aw, are you embarrassed? You never just ask me a question without calling me a name!” He teases, ruffling your hair and using a pointer finger to press deeply into your cheek.

Groaning, you push him away and huff, blowing the hair in front of your face to flip messily to the back. Kun wasn’t going to leave any time soon, especially if he was here already after his training period. You grab the stool which you were using to prop up your feet and slide it to the side of you, patting lightly on the top. He stares and points a finger at himself, asking ‘me?’ within his head. Adding an overdone nod finally connected the dots in his head, placing himself to the right of you.

“Are you going to ask my question or do I have to choke it out of you?” You threaten, playing with the lead in the pencil a little too much for his liking.

“Ah, well to be quite honest, I’m not sure. I guess I didn’t want to go back to the dorms just yet.” He reasons, avoiding your judgemental gaze.

Kun was a man of many talents. On his first day, officially hired as an astronaut, he entertained the conference room with a deck of cards, magically shaking one and flipping it over to reveal a heart. Your superiors were impressed, slowly falling in love with his charisma from day one. Then, a few days after while carrying in a shipment of new parts, you overheard a sugary voice singing in a tongue unfamiliar to you. Perhaps you lingered around the area longer than needed only for Kun to walk out with wet hair and still buttoning up a shirt. He flashed a smirk to you and strolled the opposite way, leaving you to slump against a wall, desperately trying to fan yourself off. From that day forward, his furrowed eyebrows and pushed back hazel locks had you stealing glances at the boy. One would be a fool to reject the attractiveness of Qian Kun. He was charismatic, talented, and handsome.

Although he was practically a Greek man, he was a terrible liar.

Humming in response and letting it pass by you for now, Kun broke the silence, “Why are you here though?”

“Well, I’ve been assigned a new project and unfortunately it won’t be completed during regular work hours, hence why I’m staying here at,” you took a swift glimpse at your phone, “12:17.”

“Do you at least get paid extra?” He asks, stealing a pencil from your desk and twirling it between his fingers.

Rolling your eyes woefully, “Nope.”

“So why do you do it?’ He questions, throwing a fit and muttering about how he’ll take it up to the higher-ups for you not receiving adequate pay.

With an exasperated yawn, you stare with him with stars within your eyes and a drowsy smile painted on your lips, “Because I love my job.”

Kun gawked at you, mouth slightly parted open. A lot of the time, you pushed him away yet here he was, sitting so close to you and conversing with you like close friends would do. With your tousled hair, falling upon your face and framing you beautifully, he gulped. Your doe eyes seemed to look into his soul and he was afraid you might find all his secrets he has casted away. The bags under your eyes and puffy, red cheeks displayed off the delicate side of you that he wasn’t sure you even possessed until tonight. At work, you were always headstrong and devoted. Seeing you in such a way had his heart pumping wildly, so much so that he almost led one of his hands to hold his chest for he felt that his heart was going to burst. You were hardworking, intelligent, and beautiful.

Qian Kun was simply smitten for you.

Increasingly, Kun had started to stay behind longer with you, assisting you as you worked late until dawn. He barely had any time to sleep but sharing secrets and giggling in the dusty work closet made up for all the time lost. Both of you would make fun of your superiors or play silly computer games in one of the research rooms while eating whatever Kun decided to cook that night. It wasn’t all fun however, you made sure of it. He would help you lift objects and hammer out sheets, bringing you closer to completing both WayV and NCT 2XXX.

Even though he stayed with you until ungodly hours almost every day, you questioned his true intentions. Every time you asked him why he stays late, he simply shrugs and answers with a joke. Deep down, you wished for there to be a hidden reason. Spending more time with the Chinese boy had you falling for him harder than before. Your hateful scowls turned into fluttering adorations and fluttering touches. A friendship was developing before your eyes and as you began to know more about Kun, you started to become dependent on the extra company.

For the past two days, you waited patiently near your desk for the boy to come bouncing to your side. Unfortunately, you would receive no call and were left to work in utter silence except for the melodic piano arrangements lulling softly in the background. As a result, this led you to believe Kun was upset at you. Flashbacks occurred in your head as you thought back to what could’ve frustrated the joyful boy. You did spill a sticky, dark soda on his white shirt just a few days before he disappeared. But was Kun one to hold grudges?

On the third night of listening to the same piano arrangement, footsteps emerged from behind you and you shut off your phone, turning your head before facing a sleep-deprived Kun. His face was adorned with purplish undereyes and stress written all over. He moved sluggishly, grabbing his usual stool before slowly setting himself on top. Kun watched with tired eyes, no life found within them at all.

“Are you okay?” You ask, concerned, and place a hand on his shoulder. Rubbing small circles in his back, you hope to comfort him in such a time of distress.

“Yeah, training has just been really… rough.” He trails off, eyes falling to his lap and moving further away from your touch.

Nodding, you resume to your work. You wanted Kun to be here for the past few days, but why is it that when he appears, you wish to be alone? His cold presence disturbed you and your wish to disappear grew. An irritated Kun was not someone anyone would want to spend time with.

“They told me I would never be an astronaut.”

You nearly drop the circuit board as his voice falters, hoarse and defeated. Setting down the piece of technology, you scoot closer to him.

“Don’t listen to them.”

He laughs mockingly, shoving his head in his hands. “I have to. Our test results and training progress came out. My test results are fine; I’m average. Yet, my training scores are the lowest in the group of all the rookies combined. I got yelled at by my teachers and one of them said, very distastefully might I add, that I would never make it to the sky. He mocked me, saying I might have the confidence and cool factor but I would never accomplish anything or become anyone.”

When he lifts his head, his cheeks are stained with waterfalls and his lip quivers for relief. Out of character, you grasp him and pull him into your chest, hugging tightly. Tentatively, he wraps his arms around you and bursts into tears once more. Your skin feels hot and sticky from his hold and your lab coat rapidly becoming soaked from his cries. A hand drifts up to his hair as you curl his locks between your fingers, shushing him as his sobs grow in volume. The once joyful boy was now wailing in your arms about how he’ll never be good enough for anything. Heartache hurts, especially because Kun is so cheerful all the time. Never in a million years you would’ve thought that a day might come where he shows his piled up hidden feelings of stress.

His body gradually stops shaking and he removes himself from you, rubbing his cheeks and eyes. You pass him your water bottle and he laughs, taking a sip. Although he appears better, sorrow hides in his iries and your own tears well up. It’s time to repay Kun for all his charity.

“Kun, you’ve helped me throughout this entire project for Wayv. I think it’s time for me to help you.” You state, flashing him a wide smile.

“No! I’m okay! You don’t need to.” He argues, sulking.

Ah, there it was. His fiery personality made a come back from his recent gloomy demeanor.

“I want to and I will. That is final.”

His pout expands and your grin only grows as you return to the circuit board, knowing you won against Kun.

The next night, with two energy drinks and a haul of textbooks, the two of you laid down in one of the break rooms with the comfiest couches and softest blankets.

You examine one of his test scores, curled up in a blue comforter.

“Hm, your mathematics skills are off the charts good. Did you major in math?”

He nods, looking over terms in his notebook. Kun flips through the words too briskly for your liking. How did he even retain any of that information?

Scrunching your nose distastefully, you start, “You’ll never learn terms with definitions like that. Use flashcards or use an app that’ll repeat the answer and definition multiple times.”

His mouth hangs open, shocked at your abrupt reprimand. “I never had to do that! Math is so easy. You barely have to memorize anything! Only a few theorems but you could practically bullshit that.”

“Well, now you have to. Your biology is good but your physical science and engineering has work to be done.”

He lets out an obnoxious groan, snuggling deeper within the blanket wrapped around him. After a few moments of him complaining, he grabs a pen and a few flashcards, diligently writing down terms to definitions. You scoot closer to him, your head so close to leaning on his shoulder.

“Thank you.” A quiet voice whispers and he turns his head to you, a small smile graced upon his face.

“Of course. If you told me you were struggling earlier, I could’ve helped you more.”

A groan falls out of his mouth, “No, (y/n). You’re too busy with your projects anyway. I don’t want to bother you.”

“You’re not bothering me at all!” You grumble, bumping into him and having his pen spill from a perfect line to a crooked mess. He glares, relining his design.

“I felt like I was though at one point.” He confesses, tapping his pen repeatedly against his book, eyes piercing into yours like daggers. “Why did you try to push me away so much?”

Ah, you should have foreseen this. Kun was a curious man, hence the reason for striving to become an astronaut. He asks questions until he makes you beg to just shut up. All his teachers probably wanted to kill him by now due to his incessant whining. His goal, clear in mind, was to find out the reason behind your fake distaste for the cadet. Red as a ruby, you lifted your head and gazed back, faked your innocence, “What do you mean?”

He shoves his work aside and adjusts his entire body, muscles flaunting off. Has Kun always been so lean?

“Obviously I’m talking about a month ago where you wanted to punt me into space if you ever got the chance.”

“Haha, very funny.” You mock, truly laughing afterwards. “To answer your question, I don’t know what changed.” To take the leap of faith or not might’ve been the hardest decision in your life. Nothing in your life could’ve prepared you for this exact moment in life. Comparing this dangerous moment to everything in college, you rather take every course all over again. If he rejects you, you’re back to the mundane life you’ve always known. Although in the slightest chance he might accept you, life would be a fairytale.

Fuck it.

“Maybe it’s how your eyelashes flutter when you’re almost asleep or how you push your hair back just the way I like it. I don’t know when everything changed. To put it simply, I started noticing things about you that nobody else would ever notice. You like black coffee but if you didn’t have to restrain your calorie intake, you would order the sweetest thing on the menu. Whenever you laugh at something stupid, you throw your head back and hide yourself, embarrassed to be in the moment. But no, it could’ve been when you mumbled translations under your breath as you read instructions or how your fingers ghosted upon my skin late at night. I think I really am whipped for you--”

Kun gently grabs your face and closes the long gap between you two, his tongue licking your bottom one and exploring your mouth. Still focused on you, he unwraps himself from his cocoon and climbs on top of you, hands running through your hair, desperate and longing. He made you experience all this pent up emotion he had towards you and it felt as if you were floating on a cloud. It was dirty. Lying in one of the breakrooms with a boy, who you weren’t even dating, and having his hands roam all over your body.

His hips rolled against yours, making you gasp at the sudden contact. Whether it had been accidental or on purpose, you craved for the motion to happen once more. Kun smelled like vanilla and left your head hazy and light. Hands disappeared from your hair and moved under your shirt, his thumb playing with your waistband. His breath was sweet and tasted like the chocolate shared between the two of you just a few hours ago. He pulls away suddenly, a string of saliva forming and the sight has you heavily breathing. Kun leans down once more and leaves a kiss on your forehead and you reach for one of his hands, intertwining your fingers.

“So, you’re clearly experienced. Have you been kissing any other engineers other than me?”

“Shut up!” He yells, tickling you relentlessly for a minute before brushing your disheveled hair out of your eyes.

“Only you, baby. It’s only ever been you”

Midnight blue nights with Kun was the highlight of your life. Working all night till dawn seeped into Kun’s dorm fulfilled you and you wouldn’t have it any other way. It might’ve been harder to focus due to calculated distractions conducted by the mischievous boy but when it came down to crunch time, both you and Kun worked in perfect harmization. The beginning of summer morphed into a deep heat of August before you even had a chance to blink and walks to the convenience store to buy ice cream became a must to combat the humid heat.

Glancing at your phone, you inwardly groaned seeing the time was only five. It would be so long until you could see Kun again. With your brain being fried from all the hard work from the day, you took a break. Mindlessly, you scrolled through social media and caught up with the recent drama. Your break was cut short as a squeal was shouted directly into your ear and arms wrapped around you.

“What the hell--”

“Baby! I got in! They accepted me for Project WayV! I’m so excited!”

Your boyfriend’s eyes were gleaming with pure, unsaturated happiness. A smile melts onto your face and you envelope him in a embrace just as emotional as his. You had seen how hard Kun had been working for his goal. He would stay up nights on end studying and if he wasn’t studying, he would be assisting you in your projects. Sometimes he would stay at your house and you would do laundry, not forgetting to notice how the size of his uniform changed from an extra small, gradually transforming into a small and finally to a medium. If he wasn’t studying or helping you, he was training. Love filled you and contentment hugged every curve of your body. To say you were proud was an understatement. This had been everything Kun had craved for.

Would it be selfish, however, to hate the future? Yes, Kun had been working hard to become an astronaut but once summer becomes cool and sweltering, fiery red days fade, where would Kun stand? In the sky trapped in a box, gathering research for greedy scientists on the small earth below? Would you be alone once more as you were just a few months ago? Would you despise the blue, crystal region for stealing the one you loved the most?

Mustering all your strength possible into faking a grin, you exclaim, “I’m so proud of you dear, you deserve it!”

A piece of your soul chipped away from that moment and it became difficult to face the future. Kun would be gone. For a long time. The worst case scenario might arise and he might never come back.

You were never the villain in the story. Trying to delay Kun’s dream would make you the monster. No, you’re not the monster. Minoring in theatre in college helped you after all. Fake it till you make it, right?

If it meant you had to lose everything for Qian Kun, you would give everything in a flash.

Motivated, you labored away more than ever. Rarely ever leaving the station, you were hunched over and slaving over numerous tasks every day. A fool you would’ve been if you didn’t think Kun would notice. One thing could contest his love for the mystery of space and that thing was you. If his dear was feeling slowed down, he would pick you up and aid you.

“Let’s go get slushies.” He offered a hand out to you one late night, forehead covered in sweat from being stuck in a poorly air-conditioned room. You accepted his hand, letting him drag you on another summer adventure. Evil thoughts plagued your mind. Surely, this wouldn’t be the last trip?

The walk was mostly quiet, the only noise being made was when Kun nearly tripped over the curb.

(“How was I supposed to know that the curb was there!”

“By looking, sweetheart.”)

He bought you a cherry slushie, leaving him with a blueberry one. With syrupy hands, he grabbed yours and swang them between the two of you.

“Baby, can you enlighten me?”

Confused, “What’s up?”

Ah, Kun never fails to amaze you. He is simply too intelligent and observant for his own good.

“Are… you okay?”

“Nothing, precious.” A lie escapes you before you realize what you’re saying. Had you been so accustomed to lying that it slips out at this point?

Kun drags you to slow down, having you turn around and look at him. In the late summer evening with pink and orange mixing in the azure reflecting off his skin had your heart stop beating for a second. His plump pink lips were stained with blue and the sides of his hair were still wet from sweat. This picture perfect sight had you falling in love all over again. You wouldn’t see this scene again in an undetermined amount of time. If he went up to the beautiful atmosphere, how would you be able to hear his luscious voice? Could you bear to wake up every morning to a cold bed?

“Stop lying, (y/n).”

Another jump of faith this time more daring.

“I’m petrified.” You admit.

“Of what?” His voice is soft and gentle, so familiar and so heart-warming.

“The future.” A tear falls from your eye and you feebly laugh. Where had it come from? Soon, you were full-on bawling. Kun rushes to your side in an instant, shushing you and hugging you.

Moments in life make us want to pause, rewind, fast forward, and record. In one instant, you wanted to complete all four. You would pause to savor this exact act and scene in life. If you were ever feeling down, you could rewind and relive this moment over again. To fast forward was dangerous, but it would need to be done to see the future for the two of you, something to look forward to. Finally, recording every single happening in this one frame to remember one of the last moments before the sky took away Qian Kun, your space boy.

“Baby, I’m scared too.” He reveals, shakily and nervously. “I don’t want to lose you, dear god I would collapse if I lost you.”

You nod, not able to respond or form a corrhent sentence. He speaks for you.

“You’re my first and last. Without you in my life, I would be so lost. I wouldn’t even be on the project for WayV! You’re my beginning and my end and everything in between. If you say no, I won’t do it. I will deny the project. Of course, NASA will be pissed at me,” he laughs, trembling upon your skin, “but if it’s to make you smile once more, even if it was one last time, I’ll do it.”

Rejection dances on the tip of your tongue. To say yes and have Kun next to you every day and night sounded like a fairytale. Your dream would truly come alive, yet where would Kun’s dream fall? With a heart begging no, ‘please don’t leave me,’ your mind wins once more against a terrible, cruel decision.

“My space boy, you’re so foolish. You have to go up there. No if, ands, or buts. That is final.”

With tears streaming down both of your faces, he tilts your head up and kisses you with more passion than the first night he confessed. It was a battle of love and bitterness. Your tongues fought over dominance, wanting to show the other their passionate feelings.

With blue and red tongues mixing and leaving each other’s lips with purple, bruised lips, you two took the longer route home. You might’ve minored in theatre, but you weren’t sure if majoring would’ve helped you from seeing Kun’s sparkling, chocolate-colored eyes. The entire time felt like you were under a lie detector. Perhaps in some alternate universe, the two of you would’ve never expressed your doubts..

Fall knocked at your door quicker than you had anticipated. Trips to the convenience store dwindled and stops at either Kun’s dorm or your apartment became more popular. Time was ticking away slowly and the two of you tried to spend as much time together. With each fun, spectacular day came with a night full of depression. Kun’s time was slowly draining and his launch date snuck up on you. He would be in space for nine months, one of the longest trips done in recent years. It terrified you but it motivated you to work harder than before. For him.

So that he can come back safe.

October 15, the day that was another page to mark in history and another date to burn in your mind. Waking up in your cold, sad apartment had you crying before you had even stepped into the bathroom. Traces of Kun were left all around. His hoodies, draped over chairs, left a cut in your heart, piercing every vein in your body. Fate was cruel. What was more cruel than fate was free will. If you said pleaded to him to not leave you, he would be next to you right now in the scalding, hot shower, leaving butterfly kisses across your nape.

Today would be another performance; a test of your acting abilities. To fool everyone and make them believe that you were the happy, supportive partner. Your mind drifted away at your workstation, not paying much attention to the world around you. People noticed and caught on fast, offering a hand when you needed an errand run down to Mission Control or a speedy calculation.

Never did anyone say you were good at acting.

Dreadfully, you glanced at the clock and gulped. Take-off is in less than two hours and Kun wouldn’t be able to see anyone in due time. You rush around the building, asking superiors and juniors if they had seen the boy. Following directions from Head of Security, you rapped your fist against the waiting room door.

“Come in.” A soft, possibly tearful, voice whispered, just loud enough to hear on the other side of the door.

Opening the door and closing it gently, a hug greeted you from inside the room. Vanilla overwhelmed your sense and you melted in Kun’s arms, gripping onto him with a strong force.

“Love--” You begin but are cut off abruptly by Kun’s lips crashing into yours. A pattern forms and you both fall into the rhythm, quiet moans slipping from the sinful mouths of both. Kun had this amazing power to make you lose all train of thought when with him and you forgot every dreadful moment leading up to this point until he broke away.

“Where do I start?” He laughs anxiously, a hand pushing away the hair in his face. “God, I’ll miss you so fucking much. It hurts so much thinking about it.” Kun takes your hand, dragging it to his chest and letting you feel his heartbeat. His heart beats rapidly and you clench the protective suit.

“I’ll miss you more.” You murmur, planting kisses upon his neck. He pulls away and chuckles at your sour expression.

“Let me talk for once. Doll, I truly will miss you. I ran to the convenience store to print out every photo I had of you in my phone so I would have it on the trip.” He snickers, a tear falling from his eye and you reach out to wipe it away. If only you could erase every tear he’ll have after he’s gone.“It’ll be hard, but I’ll try to record every day without you so you can watch it once I’m back. You know I don’t like talking about myself, but I’m so afraid of this trip. It’s dangerous as hell and there might be so many complications. Believe me, this world will not take me away without seeing you one last time. Don’t worry, baby. I will be okay.”

You were whimpering at this point and huffed stiffly with each passing second. Everything you wanted to hear was coming out of Kun’s mouth, but knowing that he’ll be gone in just a few hours stings at your skin. He recognizes this and rubs your back, letting you live in this scene. After your weeping slowed down, he requested a wish, something so personal and hopeful.

“You’ll wait for me?”

With a pathetic giggle, “If you bring me back a star.” He bursts out in laughter, doubling over. Always so lighthearted.

“I love you.” He confesses, a sorrowful expression painting his face.

“I love you more, space boy.”

Words left unspoken stopped at your tongue. Kun wouldn’t know that he was your star that night.

And the nights before.

He was the star of your life.

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A cloud of white exhaust spreads over the sandy field and the whole of NASA erupts into joy. Many are hugging their friends, some are with their lovers. The cameras pan back to the crowd, bouncing around and cheering as the gigantic, white spacecraft launches itself into the sky. The launch was successful, no failures or any worries. You checked every single valve and bolt yourself, of course it would be perfect.

Watching through a glossy window, your hand touched where the earth met the sky. The more you stared into the abyss, the more you appreciated the beauty. It wasn’t a single shade of blue, no. The sky, your sky, mixed with all shades of baby blue and flecks of gold and white shimmered brightly. It was like if someone took a paintbrush and went over the canvas repeatedly until they ran out of paint. If this glistening azure sky was so gorgeous, how did the deep blues of space match up to this competitor?

The clouds earn the sky extra points but with images of stars from past years makes your heart flutter in amazement. Humankind has accomplished so much in such little time and you, scientists and creatives, are leading the battle for improvement. Kun is a pioneer to this philosophy. One of the most brilliant leaders.

All the pieces locked into place as you observed the last gusts of white sputter and disperse. The moon and its gravitational pull kept the earth from getting out of hand and too far away to connect. Kun was the moon and you were earth, constantly being pulled to Kun whenever you wanted to shut down and hide from everyone. The simile makes you smile and you peer up, a tear escaping your duct. Hopefully Kun is viewing you from the oh, so tiny aircraft.

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Kun eyes the tiny earth, still strapped in his seat but able to obtain a view. He wishfully sighs, a smile breaking out onto his face.

He prays that you know he’s looking down at you, dreaming of a time where you could see something just as beautiful as right now.

Ah, maybe not as beautiful as he thought. He still has you, waiting patiently for his return. Now, you are the most ethereal sight he has ever had the chance to look at.

As soon as he receives the green from Mission Control, he unbuckles himself and moves to the supply room, reaching for one of the cameras and moving to a relatively quiet spot. With a deep breath, Kun turns on the camera.

“Hi baby, it’s your favorite space boy. Welcome to space, day 0!”

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Bite Me || Pt 18

Bite Me Masterlist

Word Count: 4.2k

Groups: BTS, Got7, NCT, Twice, Red Velvet

Au: Supernatural

Pairing: Werewolf!Yoongi x Vampire!Reader

Genre: Angst | Fluff | Smut | Au

Warnings: Gore, Smut, Supernatural Creatures

Anger. That’s all you felt. Anger towards Yoongi, anger towards Namjoon. You knew it wasn’t just the pregnancy hormones. He had gone behind your back, spoken to your brother, and received the Celestial ring. Without you.

“What the fuck were you thinking?” You said as calmly as possible, “Talking to him? It could have been a trap. You could have died.”

“Wendy organized for us to talk, he’s better now, I’d say we’re becoming friends,” Yoongi said, attempting to take your hand, and failing as you pulled them away, “Y/N-”

You shook your head, “You can’t trust him. I can’t trust. You should have told me! You, you left me here, thinking you were fine and you come back, a member of Celestial? Celestial was strong once but with Namjoon being delusional-”

Yoongi sighed, shaking his head, “He has apologized, and I accepted his apology. That doesn’t mean you have to, but you could at least try.”

You raised your eyebrows, laughing coldly at his words, “You didn’t forgive Jaebum. That was years ago, Namjoon is lying to you.”

Yoongi scoffed, rolling his eyes as he realized you really meant to hurt him, “I gave him a chance. I heard him out, I had dinner with him for fucks sake. You hear a few words about your brother who is genuinely worried sick about you, and you think he’s still crazy.”

“Fuck you,” You said, trying hard not to admit defeat, “I, I don’t want to trust him.”

“Then trust me,” Yoongi countered, sitting down in his armchair, “You know deep down it’s the truth. I will protect you, I’ve always said that. Just once, talk to him. If you don’t believe he’s changed, then I’ll make sure you never see him again. But don’t you dare say me not forgiving Jaebum is the same as you not wanting to give your brother a chance.”

You looked down, suddenly feeling guilty for being so harsh, “I’m-“

“I know you are,” He said, “I’ll let you blame it on the hormones. There’s a meeting tomorrow, come to it with me. Heck, we’ll even bring Irene with us. You’ll have support. It’s everyone vs Namjoon. He should be the one that’s afraid.”

You nodded, noticing a black tail flicking in the air followed by the rest of Dracula’s body. He jumped up on the couch, meowing softly as you sat down next to him. You refused to look at Yoongi, feeling bad, before realizing you were technically in the right.

“You still went behind my back,” You stated, pursing your lips, “I’m not the only one at fault.”

Yoongi sighed, “Fine. I can deal with that.”

You stood up, not wanting to deal with him anymore. Dracula followed you, as you brought your iv stand with you, still only halfway through the current blood bag.

“Y/N-“

You stopped, turning around slowly, “I’m sorry, Yoongi. For what I said. But I’m too tired to keep fighting. Goodnight.”

He watched as you walked away, one hand on the iv pole and one on your stomach. He felt bad, but simultaneously felt that it needed to be said. Knowing you and your stubbornness, you’d hold onto this grudge until you saw fit. He wouldn’t give in, seeing that he is equally as stubborn and petty as you.

“Fuck, how stubborn will the kids be?” He said out loud, awkwardly rubbing the back of his head.

“More than us!” You called out from the top of the stairs, almost making Yoongi laugh before he regained his composure, scoffing instead.

He looked down at the ring, muttering to himself, “You better be worth it Namjoon.”

The next day came, and there was still tension between you and Yoongi. You had slept in the same bed, but you used the pregnancy pillow instead of cuddling with Yoongi. He was petty, and tried to take it away from you halfway through the night, but you woke up and hissed at him, falling back asleep with the pillow.

You had barely said two words to him all day. You had just finished your third blood bag, getting ready to leave to go to the meeting.

“We need to leave earlier, we have to stop somewhere.”

You adjusted your maternity top, pulling down on the material as you had noticed it had ridden up. You faced Yoongi, putting on your coat, “Where are we going?”

Yoongi put his phone in his pocket, putting on his own coat that matched yours, “To investigate. You’ll understand when we get there.”

You followed him out of the house, walking alongside each other rather than hand in hand like you were used to. The urge to take his hand and apologize for your pettiness was unbearable, but you weren’t ready to let yourself lose just yet.

The number of white roses on the wolf side of the forest had doubled, forming a path to who knows where. You could tell Yoongi was thinking about it too, a fond expression on his face.

“The forest is preparing for the new breed to enter,” Yoongi said, and you sent him a confused look, “The forest contains magic, it senses that the twins will be born soon.”

“A little over a month before we can hold them in our arms,” You said, smiling to yourself, “Min Rose, and… we still don’t have a name yet for our baby boy?”

“Little wolf, and littlest wolf,” Yoongi said, as if it was the most normal thing in the world, “Rose is the littlest wolf, our boy is the little wolf.”

“And you can be the big bad wolf, blowing down the houses of all the potential boyfriends Rose encounters,” You teased, not being able to contain a smile. Yoongi laughed, stopping, but then walking to you and interlacing your hands, not looking at you as you felt his warmth spreading to you. “You’re warm, don’t think I’ve forgiven you,” You mumbled, moving closer to him, his scent seeming stronger than usual.

“I don’t like fighting with you,” He muttered, before stopping, “We’re here.”

You recognized your surroundings as the siren lake stood in front of you. Joy and Seulgi swam to the surface, their aura clearly not happy.

You let go of Yoongi as you stepped onto the rocks, looking sadly at the two sirens.

“We’ve missed you,” Seulgi said, “You’re cooking a baby in there. How exciting!”

“We’re not here about the baby, we’re here about Taehyung,” Yoongi said, his voice partially harsh. He didn’t think highly of sirens, much like how he never used to think highly of vampires. But now his unborn children were both half vampire, not to mention you, his mate, is one too.

“Your werewolf… he’s interesting Y/N,” Joy teased, batting her eyelashes at him, “He’s handsome, reminds me of my killer-“

“Girls, please,” You said, looking back at Yoongi in an attempt to ask for help, “We need to know about Tae.”

Seulgi rolled her eyes, “Right. He left ages ago, didn’t say anything to us. Literally, nothing at all. He just took off.”

Joy playfully hit the elder’s arm, looking to you with a charming smile, “We have friends all over the ocean. Different siren pods have heard different things. But there was always one thing in common. They spoke of Youngjae.”

“Youngjae? Taehyungs killer?” You asked, alarm spreading through your body, “I thought he was-“

“Dead? So did Taehyung,” Seulgi said, getting out of the water and sitting on a rock, her tail partly still submerged. “There were rumors of a creature, that killed sirens and absorbed their powers. Like a vampire, but not entirely so. Taehyung thinks it’s Youngjae.”

“A vampire that drinks blood?” Yoongi asked, his voice turning concerned over serious.

“A vampire that drinks siren blood, yes. That’s how he get’s his power. He’s not alone, either,” Seulgi said, “He has help, human help we believe. We also think that Taehyung has gone away so he can kill him.”

“Why would he leave Jimin? Jimin is dying,” Yoongi explained, “He’s my brother, my pack. I can’t let him die.”

“We don’t want Jimin to die either. He was always nice to us,” Joy said, “You know how it is with Sirens. We have to kill the man or woman that killed us or we can never love again. Seulgi’s lucky, her parents are sirens. The fell in love and had her. She doesn’t have anyone to kill. Me? My killer died at the hands of someone else.”

Yoongi clenched his fist, not releasing even when you placed a hand over his, “We have to find him.”

Joy looked to Seulgi, who nodded back to her, “We’re going to leave. We’re going to find him and bring him home.”

Yoongi looked at the two, bowing his head, “Thank you. If you can’t bring him home, find us and we’ll go to him.”

The sirens nodded, Seulgi diving back into the water, “Joy was right, Y/N. He is handsome. Maybe I’ll sing to him.”

You quirked an eyebrow, clenching your jaw, “Try it and Youngjae won’t be the only one drinking fish blood.”

Seulgi held her hands up, mouthing a quick sorry, watching as you and Yoongi walked off.

“Ring the doorbell.”

“You ring the doorbell. This was your idea-“

“I’ll ring the doorbell,” Irene said, pushing past the two of you and attempting to do so. You had given her your necklace to wear, which enabled her to enter the manor gates. She rang the doorbell, and stepped back.

The door swung open, Hoseok standing there with a surprised look on his face, before remembering and smiling, “You’re here for the meeting.”

“You’re not staying?” You asked, looking him up and down, “Is that cologne?”

Hoseok shrugs his shoulders, “I have a date. With my reincarnated bloodsinger.” You opened your mouth to speak, confusion and shock evident in your face, “I’ll explain later. Namjoon is anxious to see you. Good luck.”

“Good luck yourself,” You said breathlessly, looking at Yoongi awkwardly. He shrugged, before gently pushing you inside, earning a hard glare from you.

Yeri stood waiting, her whole demeanour looking much happier and lively, “Y/N!” She hugged you, not too tightly just in case she hurt you. Your sister-in-law looked at you, her face softening as she saw the tube that was still inserted through your nose, “How are you feeling?”

“Better,” You said, “You look happy.”

“I am happy, he’s doing well,” Yeri said, a blush covering her cheeks. Her long black hair had been dyed a light brown, and it suited her perfectly. She smiled at Irene, the two had become friends whilst planning the upcoming baby shower.

“Everyone’s dying their hair,” Yoongi said, “Well, shall we do this?”

Yeri smirked, “I see the ring suits you, Yoongi.”

He nodded, his focus entirely on you, “Thanks.”

Yeri led you into the dining room. Namjoon stood up as soon as he saw you. He too had dyed his hair light brown, matching with his wife. He looked better, the colour returned to his face and a hopeful glint in his eyes. Jin and Momo stood too, Jin’s jaw-dropping at how big your bump was now, and Momo closing it with a hand under his chin.

You sat down at the bottom end of the table, Yoongi’s arm secure are you as he pulled his chair next to yours. Irene sat next to Momo, exchanging a few words with the vampire. Everyone sat down again, and you began.

You and Namjoon stared at each other. You remained stoic, unmoving whilst Namjoon sighed deeply, “You’re really pregnant.”

You scoffed, a small smile that was well hidden escaping, “I thought I was just getting fat.”

Yoongi smiled and squeezed your thigh, and Namjoon tried not to laugh. He remembered what you were here for, and spoke again, “Y/N, I’m sorry. I ruined our relationship, our family and coven. I can’t apologize enough.”

You glared at him again, “You threatened the life of my bloodsinger, the father of my children, therefore threatening me and the twins. Your apologies mean nothing.”

He nodded, “I know. But I promise that I will not give up on trying to make things right. I promised to look after you, to protect you, and you promised to stay by my side. I broke my promises by becoming too possessive, by seeing you as an object desirable by my enemies. But I have gone to hell and back, and I know that I was wrong. You aren’t a little girl anymore that needs help on the monkey bars. You’re a strong woman about to raise children of your own, with a man by your side that loves you.”

A tear dropped down onto your lap, and Yoongi noticed it right away. He was ready to stand up in front of you and protect you from anything and anyone. But your hand on top of his reminded that him that you were fine, and he relaxed.

You looked to Namjoon, your face finally showing him that he had caused so much heartache, “I want to believe you, Joon, but I can’t. What if you go crazy again? I’m about to give birth, to two living breathing children. What if you hurt them?”

Namjoon nodded once, looking sadly at his wife and then at you, “We don’t know that. But I will dedicate myself to being a better brother, and a good uncle, if you let me into their lives.”

Yeri stood up, “Namjoon has an apology present he’d like to show you. Now would be a good time to show them, Joon.”

Namjoon nodded, “Could you come with me?”

Yoongi stood up, helping you to stand and wrapping his arm around your waist. You leaned into him, finding walking harder with each day as your belly grew. You looked at him, reminding him that you were still annoyed with him, but needed his help nevertheless.

He helped you up the stairs, following Namjoon and Yeri closely. Neither of you knew what the present was, but you were silently looking forward to it. Irene followed closely behind, your paranoia always getting the best of you.

Namjoon walked to the spare room next to his and Yeri’s room, “I thought that maybe after a few months of having the twins, you might want to spend time alone.”

Namjoon opened the door, letting you walk in. You stopped walking, looking to Yoongi as tears threatened to fall.

It was a nursery. Pink and Blue swirls covered the walls, with small animals painted too. Teddy bears of all shapes and sizes surrounded two cribs, each painted with gold accents. The carpet was soft under your shoes, a warm cream colour that complemented the walls.

Yoongi was mesmerized by the room in front of him. Sure, he was by your side most of the time and dealt with the pain that came with carrying two little hybrids inside of you, and the kicks and movements his children made. But the sight before him made it all too real. That you would be holding your little ones in your arms in a short amount of time.

Namjoon walked into the middle of the room, “We’re fully equipped to babysit. Nappies, bottles, blood bags infused with essential vitamins that babies need. There’s a fully stocked wardrobe and-“

Without another thought, you sped over to your brother and hugged him. He was shocked at first, mostly by the large bump that was pressing into his stomach, but also by the fact that you were hugging him.

“Thank you,” You whispered, “I want to try again. I want to forgive you.”

Namjoon finally hugged you back, sighing as stray tears fell, “That’s more than I could ever ask for.”

You separated, walking back to Yoongi as you both started looking around the room.

“The blankets, they’re so fluffy,” You held up the pink item, rubbing it on your cheek as you pouted, “These kids of ours, they really get the best.”

“Yeri and Momo did all the shopping,” Namjoon said, “Wendy did the painting, I did the designs, and Jin helped me build the cribs.”

Yoongi opened up the wardrobe, pulling out a baby suit, “A three-piece tux. For a baby?”

Yeri smirked, “It was Joon’s idea. He said that they might need it.”

You scrunched your eyebrows together, trying to think of a reason that a baby would need a tux, ultimately not coming up with anything.

Namjoon nodded, “Do you have names for them yet?”

Yoongi rubbed your belly fondly, smiling at the large bump, “Rose, for our little girl. We don’t have name yet for our son.”

“Rose,” Namjoon repeated, “That’s beautiful.”

The happy aura dropped quickly, as Irene and Yoongi became more alert.

Irene and Yoongi shared a knowing look, “Someone’s in the house.”

Irene followed the scent. It was a vampire, but certainly not a Celestial Vampire. She sped down the stairs, ripping the door open, and gasping.

The vampire in front of her was gorgeous. Her voice hitched in her throat, and she was unable to make a noise.

“Who are you?” The man asked, looking at her carefully. He seemed to understand what was happening, and it terrified him as much as it did her.

“Jackson!”

You ran forward, Irene moving out of the way as you hugged the man. He smiled happily, patting your head as you let go, “Y/N, you’ve put on weight.”

You pouted, “Don’t remind me. But why are you here? You didn’t tell us? Did you tell Joon?”

Jackson shook his head, walking inside and taking off his coat, “It’s a surprise visit, we have much to talk about.”

Jackson was the oldest Vampire you knew. He was friends with Queen Elizabeth the first, being her advisor when it came to foreign affairs. Originally from China, Jackson became the British Monarchies secret weapon, serving every Monarch from the first Elizabeth to the second.

“How is her majesty?” Namjoon asked, “It must be pretty important information if you’re coming here.”

Jackson bowed his head, “She is well, but it has nothing to do with her. I’m afraid I don’t come here on good terms.”

You all sat down again, Jackson sitting next to Jin. He and Yoongi quickly introduced each other, but Jackson already knew who he was.

“I’m kind of like the MI5, but I’m really old,” Jackson explained, “I meet weekly with Her Majesty and I accompany all Senior Members of the Royal Family to important events. The MI5 has a vampire unit, lead by me. They are the top-ranking protection squad in England.”

Yoongi was shocked by all of this. Who knew Vampires were so successful in England.

“Onto business,” Jackson said, “I have bad news, do you want to hear it?”

“Bad news?” Namjoon asked, “What’s wrong?”

Jackson turned to you and Yoongi, “Word has spread through China and Japan, and even to England and the rest of Europe, that a Vampire Werewolf hybrid will be born.”

You looked scarcely at Yoongi, “H-how?”

“We don’t know, but I have people looking into it,” Jackson said, “You’re now a target. The baby is a target. Powerful people that want more power want the hybrid for themselves.”

You realized something quickly, “Hybrid? I’m having twins. They must only know about one of them.”

Jackson looked alarmed, “You’ll need high security. Spells put around the forest, anti-locator and more. I’ll send a squad here, based in Seoul. They’ll look out for you.”

“W-what, why?” You asked, alarmed and starting to panic, “Is someone after them?”

Jackson looked to Namjoon, and then to Yoongi, “To put it simply, yes. But I won’t say anything more, I don’t want to worry you. You are safe, nothing can happen to you.”

Yoongi stood up, moving behind you and placing his hands on your shoulders, “Let’s calm you down, yeah?”

You nodded, letting Yoongi help you up, thanking everyone as you went upstairs again.

You showed Yoongi your room, seeing that it had been cleaned and the bed made, much like a hotel. He sat on your bed, looking around and smiling at all the photos on the wall.

“Are you alright?” He asked, looking at you lying down on the bed. You were uncomfortable, your back and legs sore. Yoongi sensed it, but the way you were rubbing your legs together made him sense something else.

“I’m sore,” You said, “My mental state is all over the place. I’m mad at you, and at Namjoon, but I want everything to be right again.”

“You know I’m sorry, I wouldn’t have done it if it weren’t for the best,” Yoongi said, getting an idea in his head, “Let me make it up to you.”

You lifted your head, looking at him in confusion before watching him approach you. He lifted up your shirt, pressing a kiss to your stomach, making eye contact with you as his fingers moved to the hem of your leggings, silently asking for permission to pull them down.

“Yoongi,” You said sternly, looking at him with a torn expression, “I’m too tired.”

“Let me make you feel good sweetheart, you deserve it,” Yoongi mused, rubbing soft circles on your hips before pulling down your leggings. You had stopped wearing lace underwear, opting for silk panties that felt nicer instead. He threw your leggings on the floor and moved his middle finger up and down your clothed clit. You drew in a sharp breath through your teeth, your eyes slowly fluttering closed. He kept focusing his movements on your bundle of nerves, licking his lips when your arousal slowly started to seep through the silk. He licked over your panties, humming in content as he got a small taste of your sweetness.

“Yoongi,” You breathed out, containing any whimpers or moans as to not give him the satisfaction of breaking you. Yoongi understood your desperate tone, slowly pulling your panties down with his teeth, a skill he used whenever he was given the opportunity.

He paused for a moment, letting your sweet scent envelop him as he let out a guttural moan, as if he was the one being pleasured at that moment. He then licked up a long stripe in your entrance, trying to taste as much of you as he could. Your breathing began to deepen, and he focused his tongue on your clit, using his fingers to spread your folds. He grazed his teeth over the bundle of nerves, making you shriek and forget your dignity as you let the moans flow out. His tongue was flat on your clit, moving his head up and down, the friction bringing you more pleasure as you whimpered. Your hand found his raven locks, lightly pulling on them, making Yoongi moan, sending vibrations through your body. Your eyes turned black, unable to keep control of yourself as you gave into your mate.

“Y-Yoongi,” You panted, feeling your high coming quickly. He pulled away, smirking at you, his mouth glistening with your juices.

“You wanna come, sweetheart?” He asked, sensually leaning down and teasing you with a long stripe up your ore, sucking on your clit and letting go with a pop. “Say the words sweetheart, and I’ll make you come harder than you ever have before.”

You shook your head, biting your lip, trying to grind your core onto Yoongi’s face. When he didn’t do anything, you whimpered and gave in, “Please. Yoongi. Make me cum. I need it.”

Yoongi quirked his eyebrows at you, pressing his tongue flat on your clit and closing his mouth over it, moving his tongue rapidly, humming at your reaction and sending vibrations of pleasure through your body.

“Yoongi, I’m gonna-“

He moved faster, expertly focusing his movements to where you needed it most. You pushed your hips into his face more, unable to control yourself anymore as he brought you to your high, a band snapping and pleasure taking over. You called out his name like a chant, his assault on your core never stopping even as you erratically moved your hips, trying to get the most out of your orgasm.

Yoongi sat up, his face covered in your arousal. He wiped his mouth with his hand, licking one of his fingers, “You taste better every time, sweetheart.”

You stood up, your legs wobbly as you pulled your leggings back up, “Don’t think this makes everything better. Luckily, the baby shower’s a week away, so we have until then to get over this.”

“A week away?”

You rolled your eyes, clicking your tongue, “Seriously? Yes.”

“Well fuck.”

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randomkpopfaketexts · 6 years

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Requested by @pxisonedparty: Hi! I was wondering if you could write a Qian Kun scenario? Maybe him confessing to you or an angst of him telling you he's fallen out of love. There are so little Kun related posts :( our boy deserves more recognition! I can't wait for NCT China's debut!!!!

IVE HAD THIS IDEA FOR A WHILE AND DAMN LET ME TELL YOU YOU JUST GAVE ME A REASON TO WRITE IT THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR REQUESTING THIS

Also here’s a link to my NCT Masterlist! I have a small miniseries for Kun that’s a text scenario.

Also don’t worry too much! I’ll be writing that angst one soon!😏

Theme: Fluff, tiny bit of angst

Warnings: cheesy ass fluff and confession

You sat with your group in your practice room giggling amongst yourselves as you picked at your food. You’d been working hard all morning, learning new choreography, and hadn’t had time to eat breakfast so this was a saving grace for all of you.

In fact you had been working so hard all morning that you and all of your other members had neglected your phones for the past five or six hours. So you had no idea that your phone had been blowing up with messages from various members of NCT, your senior group whom you and all you members were really good friends with, were trying to figure out where you had been all morning.

Your giggles were interrupted by your practice room door opening and Johnny’s head peeking in. A confused look on his face until he spots you, then a grin formed.

“I found her!” He shouts over his shoulder, you exchange looks with your members. Each one of you just as confused as the other.

“What is going- Kun!” You shout, smiling as your best friend steps into the practice room timidly. You stand up and rush around the circle of girls and towards him, throwing your arms around his neck and hugging him tight. This was your first time seeing him since he returned from attending a graduation ceremony in China.

You missed your best friend and it had only been a week.

You pull away from him slightly, his hands resting on your hips as you admired his soft smile close up.

“You weren’t answering your phone.” He states, frowning. You remove your hands from his shoulders and poke you fingers onto either side of his face attempting to make him smile again.

“I’ve been practicing all morning. This is the first real break I’ve had and I’ve been stuffing my face since I missed breakfast.”

He smiles and grabs your hands, preventing you from playing with his face anymore, “Have you eaten enough?”

You think for a minute then nod your head, he looks to your leader and says, “I’m going to borrow her for a minute. I’ll bring her back,” before dragging you away.

“Where are we going?” You ask as you pass various people in the hallway of the SM building, including many members of NCT who only smirk or smile in your direction.

“To the NCT practice room.”

“But whyyyyyy?” You drag out the word as he shuts the door behind you after you had entered the room, no other soul in sight.

“Stop pouting Y/N.” He smiles down at you, his hands finding your shoulders as he turns you around to see a blanket set in the middle of the room with various types of sweets thrown about, mainly your favorites.

“Aw! Kun!” You speak excitedly, looking over your shoulder at him, your face warm from the sweet and caring gesture from him. “What’s all of this for?”

“I figured… you’ve been working so hard, and its been about a week since we saw each other, and thats the longest we’ve gone, that we needed a little moment together.” He pushed you lightly, wanting you to move to take a seat on the blanket. “Just the two of us.”

He shoves his hands into the pocket of his hoodie keeping them there as the two of you sit. He watches as you peel open a pack of cookies, and pull one out to munch on it quietly.

“Stop watching me eat,” you giggle attempting to hide your face once you realize he’s staring at you with a smile on his face. You peek at him between your hands, “Why are you looking at me like that?”

He shakes his head. “Don’t worry about it. Do you want to see a magic trick?”

You perk up immediately. “Yes please!”

He pulls a deck of cards out of his hoodie pocket, going about shuffling them and preparing to show you a trick. The same one he did in the vlive with all members of NCT 2018.

Slowly he goes through the trick, passing every so often for you keep up as you get distracted by finding another sweet to eat.

As you near the end of the trick, he snaps his fingers over the cards, ready to reveal the new faces of the card just as he had done in the vlive.

“Ready?”

You nod excitedly, your legs drawn up to your chest, and your chin resting on your knees.

The flip of the first card reveals an aesthetic photo he had taken of you.

The flip of the second reveals an aesthetic photo you had taken of him.

The flip of the third reveals one of many pictures of you together.

The grin on your face is uncontrollable now as he lifts the third one and reveals the ace to you. He shakes the card back and forth, watching you as you shift to sit on your knees.

Your body moving to lean over the cards, your hearts both racing. Yours in anticipation. His in nervousness as to what he was about to reveal to you. You look up and notice the nervousness on his face as your eyes meet and he flips the fourth and final card over to lay it next to the others.

“Are you okay?” You asking not looking at the card yet.

“Just look.”

I love you was written on the card, the final reveal and big confession. The grin on your face was wide, your heart pounding against your ribcage. Your face burning with happiness.

Kun remained unmoving, your face hidden by a curtain of your hair as he waited for your response to his well thought out confession. He thought from the very beginning when Johnny, Ten, Taeil, and Taeyong began helping him plan this, that he had nothing to worry about because they were so confident that you loved him too.

But now as you remained silent and unmoving he began to believe otherwise. He sighed after a few more minutes of no response and swiped the cards up and into the deck in his hand.

His sudden movement startled you and you look up at him in shock, tears streaming down your face. And suddenly he forgot your silence and dropped the deck.

“Y/N, what did I do wrong?” He began apologizing to you and you laughed a little, still crying. He stopped and frown at you.

“Kun stop frowning. I like it when you smile better.”

“Then don’t laugh at me and my pitiful excuse of a confession…” He looks away and settles to sit on his butt instead of his knees.

“It wasn’t pitiful.” You tilt your head to the side. “I loved it. Its memorable and something I’m going to hold on to forever Kun. Especially as long as I’m with you… Its the nicest, most thoughtful thing that has ever been done for me.”

He looks up at you, searching for any sign of a lie.

“I mean what I say Kun. I love you.” You hold your arms open for him, and he scoots over to you, pushing sweets and cards out of the way. You were to the side of him, on your knees. He sat on his butt, legs stretched out in from of him as he leaned forward and towards you. He wraps his arms round your waist, tugging you into his lap as your arms go around his neck. Your faces burying into each others necks.

“I love you.”

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“rewrite the stars (haechan) part v. genre: royalty au, slight fluff, angst summary: after 17 years of living normally, haechan receives a life-changing announcement waiting on his doorstep.

part iv. | part vi.

haechan twiddles his thumbs as yeri dismisses several themed wedding invitations. the girl couldn’t make up her mind and haechan doesn’t give a shit. the only thing he cares about is watching you shine onstage tonight -- something he wouldn’t miss for the world.

on the nights haechan slept over at your house, you would recite lines for the upcoming school musical. haechan already knew you were the lead character. i mean, nothing screams talent more than you.

unfortunately, haechan’s grandmother wanted him to focus more in the wedding preparation. his grandmother commanded that there were to be no more distractions. yeri leans on his shoulder in a subtle manner, enjoying their bonding time. haechan

the thought tugged on his heartstrings. you, meshed in the crowd, while haechan says yes to a woman he doesn’t want to spend the rest of his life with. ever since the royal family meddled, every decision he picked seemed wrong.

“donghyuck, this goes with my wedding gown, don’t you think?” yeri holds up a certain cream colored piece of paper, embellished with fancy fonts.

“whatever you say,” he replies before grabbing his hoodie and heading for the door. taeil, the royal adviser, follows haechan but he waves him off.

“hubby, where are you going?”

“none of your business,” he eyes her, “and don’t call me hubby. we're engaged but i don’t love you.”

yeri scoffs, “was that supposed to hurt?”

"i’m wasting my time"

“you may love her but you're stuck with me, donghyuck. it’s still me you’re going to end up with. better suck it up now before you walk me down the aisle.”

“when i come back, all this pretentious bullshit will be over"

“oh, darling, do you think she’ll accept you after all the things you’ve done?”

the silence cut through the room, rendering the latter to mumble a “fuck off” under his breath

yeri grabs her phone and dials an unknown number. once the line on the other end picks up, a smirk grows on her face.

"i need a favor, taeyong. this time, it'll be huge."

haechan promised to come to the musical; he’d be the first person to enter the venue, sitting in the front row. yet, you were only met with an empty seat while delivering your lines. haechan became great keeping your hopes up.

“No one can rewrite the stars. How can you say you’ll be mine?”

haechan gets a jittery feeling in his belly as soon as he heard your mellifluous voice. he didn’t bother to distract the audience from being a latecomer. watching from the sidelines was enough.

“Everything keeps us apart. And I’m not the one you were meant to find.”

it all sounds so bittersweet trilling the lyrics. you had to compose yourself several times throughout the song. an unwanted breakdown onstage was the last thing you wanted. the show must go on.

you spot haechan standing at the back of the theatre. somehow, your eyes locked with his in a shared understanding as you sing the final lines.

“You know I want you. It’s not a secret I try to hide. But I can’t have you. We’re bound to break and my hands are tied.”

he earns a special backstage pass to meet the main star for tonight (courtesy of chenle). with a bouquet in hand, haechan aims not to stumble on his words when he speaks to you. this time around, he was finally ready to talk about the kiss you shared that night.

“congratu--”

haechan takes a step back. you were too preoccupied pressing a passionate kiss on mark’s lips. you hardly noticed his presence. so he does what he does best. back off and run away like any coward does. though, it would be a shame to bring his token of affection with him.

haechan drops the bouquet of flowers by the nearest table, hoping it would find itself back to you.

eliciting a giggle from you, mark breaks apart, breathless. mark was actually breathtaking. the boy was everything haechan wasn't and you deserved all this. you couldn't get enough.

there's a voice at the back of your mind looming over your coherent thoughts. mark is perfect as he is, it says. the only flaw is that he's not haechan. you deserve the way mark treats you but he's not the one you expect to treat you that way.

mark notices the slight change of your expression. he sends you a small grin, pushing your hair back.

"you okay?"

"never been better"

"i'll be waiting in the parking lot. don't take too long changing. we have to be at the restaurant in thirty."

he leans in to place a long kiss on your forehead. closing your eyes, you felt the warmth of his sigh. you held yourself back from wishing. wishing it was haechan who you're spending this perfect moment with.

as soon as mark leaves the dressing room, chenle tosses you a bouquet. you catch the bundle of flowers and look at him, befuddled.

"what's this?"

"read the note and see for yourself"

chenle calls out your name. "i'll be out in a few minutes. the stage crew's having dinner. you sure you wanna lock up?"

"positive," you say, getting the keys from the latter.

you carefully slide out the card hidden between the forget-me-not and the carnations. to be honest, the bouquet was a beautiful mess of flowers thrown in and wrapped.

"Forget-me-nots to thank you for all the memories we've spent together. Daffodils because the sun is always shining when I'm with you. Red carnations because my heart aches for you. And a single full bloomed rose because you're my first and last love. Forever yours, Full Sun."

whipping out your phone, you text haechan to meet you but a loud crash by the offstage area startles you. you set down the phone and bouquet on the dresser. you shout chenle's name while warily traipsing towards the wing. no response.

"chenle, this is not funny!"

quickly paced footsteps scurry behind you, making you clutch the nearest weapon. you swallow nervously, firmly grasping the weapon in your hand. your heart thumps against your ribcage. chenle was too logical to do such a prank. your mind convinces that it may be one of the crew messing around with you.

"cut it out, whoever you are!" you hear your voice echo around the theatre. "show yourself!"

"as you say, princess"

before you even get a chance to defend yourself, a thick cloth covers your nose completely. a pair of strong arms traps you into place. your muffled shouts are non-existent with the cloth shrouding half your face. you struggle but the intruder was too strong. the toxic smell of chloroform finally takes over. darkness consumes you.

mark taps his foot impatiently. almost an hour has passed and he was pretty sure the reservation's canceled by now. mark was certain you got over a bunch of missed calls from him but to no avail, no answers.

mark enters your dressing only to find your things splayed on the dresser. black fabric envelops the mirror to which seems odd. he checks all the rooms to find no one. as he was heading back to your dressing room, mark discovers a piece of cloth. his eyes grow wide when the smell of chemical hits his nose.

mark runs back and examines your dresser. he uncovers the black fabric, now pooling by his feet. the messy handwriting was hard to read but the same anxiety overshadows mark.

"Prince Charming needs to save his damsel in distress before midnight. The dragon will not wreck havoc as long as Prince Charming saves the day. Time is ticking! Tick tock! Tick tock!"

haechan strolls around the playground near the mansion. it was nice to reminisce childhood memories once in a while. in fact, any memory of him with you was worth reminscing. taeil was stubborn enough to locate him and send him guards. haechan jumps at the incoming call on his phone. what could mark possibly want now?

"haechan!" his voice sounds alarmed, it frightened haechan.

"mark, what happened?"

"she's -- she's missing"

"what do you mean she's missing? wasn't she with you?"

"i found a handkerchief with chloroform and a ransom note written in lipstick"

"are you suggesting someone kidnapped her?" haechan blows a raspberry. "this is not the time to joke around, mark."

mark repeats the words written on the mirror, "the person demanded you, haechan"

haechan feels his heart drop. you were in grave danger and there was no lead on your location. he was about to return to the mansion to seek help when his phone vibrates. a text message. an address.

"No funny business, Prince Donghyuck. The dragon doesn't exactly like visitors. Oh! What a horrible curse! It seems like your damsel transforms into a corpse at midnight."

note: i switched the genre from fluff to angst lol know i did something bad hfjghsdfj pls don’t attack meヽ(￣д￣;)ノ=3=3=3 gentle reminder: i love hyuck with all my heart okay but we all knew he had it coming. he deserves this. (◕‿◕)

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