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Tell me you don’t love me | 18+

☆ Pairing: Idol!Doyoung x Actress!Female reader Mentions of Taeyong, Jaehyun and Johnny.

☆ Genre: A little angst, a lot of smut, cringy fluff at the end.

☆ Word count: 7.6 K (Sorry not sorry)

☆ Warnings: Dom!Doyoung, oral sex (f and m receiving), guided masturbation, fingering, unprotected sex, rough sex, soft sex, hair pulling, choking, dirty talk, a bit of alcohol consumption, cursing. Just filth, tbh.

☆ Prompt: You had a beautiful relationship with Doyoung until your company forced you to break up with him, so you did even if that meant having to lie and breaking his heart into a million pieces.

☆ A/n: OH-MY-GOD! I'm so excited because this is my very first time writing something on Tumblr, but foremost because I would've never imagined it was gonna be mainly smut!. Also, I guess I just got carried away a little bit too much(?). Please, have in mind that English is not my first language so there might be some grammar/spelling mistakes, but I'm pretty sure you'll still get the whole idea, okay? Since this blog is brand new, feel free to leave feedback, requests, suggestions for upcoming posts, questions, like, reblog, etc. Everything is welcomed (except hate, of course).

You felt a little bit nervous while doing your makeup, but taking a look at yourself after finishing the last touch ups, you were satisfied with what you saw in the mirror, feeling beautiful and confident with that gorgeous burgundy silk dress that hugged your curves just perfect, making you feel sexy but also elegant and sophisticated, first of all, because it was a fancy ass birthday party at your beloved friend Taeyong new house and second and most importantly, because your ex boyfriend Doyoung, was going to be there, it was his best friend birthday, after all.

It was a couple of months ago since you saw him for the last time, one day before you broke up with him. At first, you thought you could deal with the pressure of dating an idol as popular as him, and everything was fine the first eight months until your boss demanded to immediately talk with you at his office. Dispatch happened to be following you and your boyfriend for three months already, taking pictures of you both at your late night dates, him leaving your apartment in the early mornings, and already having lots of proofs that you were definitely dating, they were threatening your company to unveil your relationship to the world since it was easier to threaten and scare a small company than SM Ent.

You couldn't let that happen, at least not now that NCT 127 was having a highly expected comeback and their North American Tour was just around the corner.

Having a dating scandal at that moment would ruin not just your rising acting career, but his career, and one way or another, it'd definitely end up affecting all his members, your acting colleagues, and the staff of your upcoming drama too.

He has always cared way too much about his fans, his idol image and being very careful about never doing anything wrong that could make them feel disappointed, having such a big fandom was a heavy weight on his shoulders and a huge responsibility, but your chemistry was amazing and you both loved each other so much, that for the first time in his life he put himself and his feelings first, so after some casual dates he asked you to be his girlfriend.

But now, you couldn't be that selfish at dragging innocents into your mess, so you "agreed" with your boss that the company would bribe Dispatch for them not spilling the tea and if somehow any rumors came to light, they would flatly deny them all, even threatening about taking legal actions for spreading malicious rumors, but in return of saving both of your asses, they wanted you to break up with Doyoung right away and focus only on your job, no more dating for you.

It was a cold night when you realized that you could not delay the inevitable anymore, you had to break up with him even if that meant that your heart would shatter into a million pieces.

Doyoung was everything you've ever wanted, you just couldn't ask God/the universe for more. Always so lovingly taking care of you and willing to fulfilling all your emotional, physical, and sexual needs. You felt like the luckiest girl in the world for having such a wonderful man like him by your side. You loved him so much that you could feel a million butterflies in your stomach by just simply thinking about him and his adorable gummy smile but, for his own good and all of that love you felt, you knew you had to go separate ways.

You even managed to convince yourself that it was the best for everyone.

Anxiety started building up in your chest while taking your phone into your shaking hands to call him.

"Hey babe, how are you? I've been missing your lips so much all day long." He answered and as soon as you heard his sweet voice, you felt a lump forming in your throat, you could tell he was smiling on the other side of the phone, unaware of what was going to happen next.

Looking up, feeling like already losing the battle of not letting your tears fall, you took a moment to collect yourself before speaking.

"Hi Doyoung, we need to talk. No, I mean, I just have to tell you something." You said in a cold tone, worrying him.

"Y/N, what happens? Are you ok?". He was now panicking, thinking that perhaps you were hurt or something worse.

"Yeah, I'm fine. It's just that..." you gulped hard, "I want to break up". Tears slowly fell down your cheeks. There was no way going back at this point anymore.

"What?" He almost choked on his spit. "Is this a joke, honey? Because, let me tell you is not fun at all."

You wanted to tell him that it was a bad joke and apologize for scaring the shit out of him, but you knew that you couldn't.

"No, Doyoung, I'm being serious, I'm breaking up with you". This was being way harder than you thought.

"Wait, but why?!" You didn't reply. "Did I do something wrong? Y/N, you know you can tell me anything and if something is bothering you, just tell me and we can work on it, together." He sounded desperate.

"No, there's nothing to work on and you didn't do anything wrong, I just can't do this anymore." It was taking everything on you not to cry out loud.

"But why?! Just tell me a fucking reason. What happened, what changed?" He ran his fingers through his hair in exasperation.

"My feelings! My feelings have changed, Doyoung. I thought I was in love with you... but I'm not. I'm so sorry that it took me too long to realize that."

Doyoung felt his heart skipping a beat, it was getting harder and harder for him to keep breathing. "No, no, no! This can't be true! Listen, are you at your apartment, right? I'm coming, we need to talk about this in person."

It hurt you beyond words can describe the way he was trying so hard to understand and get a proper response from you, but all you could do was push him away.

"No Doyoung, don't come over! I don't want to talk or see you anymore. I just have said all that I had to. Please, leave me alone and forget about me!" You said almost yelling at him and hanging up.

Then you proceeded to block him on your phone and all your social media, leaving a desolated Doyoung, feeling like his soul left his body, crying alone quietly, his back against his bedroom door overthinking, asking himself Why did you leave him so suddenly? Wasn't he enough for you? Was it because you were already seeing someone else?

A million questions without answers ran through his head.

The following weeks were hell for Doyoung, it was like the time had frozen and he was living in another dimension. Of course, he had to keep doing his job and keeping up with his busy comeback schedule but he felt like a zombie. He couldn't sleep or eat well, and having to keep smiling and taking cute selfies for his fans as if everything was perfect, was truly killing him inside.

Doyoung had zero interest in attending any party, two months had passed since you broke up with him out of the blue and he already felt like the life and all the energy had been drained of his body, but it was Taeyong's birthday and he couldn't let his friend down on this, besides, he had insisted him a lot about going as it was the perfect excuse to finally have some fun and get distracted from his recently miserable life, even just for one night.

He was chatting listlessly with Taeyong and some other friends in the living room, taking a sip of his drink when he saw you at the entrance.

You were walking into the house, smiling happily at Jaehyun and holding his arm. At that moment he felt as if he had been poured a bucket of ice water.

"Why the fuck did you come to the party with Jaehyun?" he thought. His hands were tingling and it was hard to breathe but he wasn't sure if it was because of the jealousy of seeing you so happy with Jaehyun or because you looked absolutely stunning, like the most beautiful and perfect woman in the world.

Jaehyun and you looked over where Taeyong was standing, greeting him from afar, walking towards him to congratulate and give him his birthday gifts.

As you were approaching the birthday boy next to Doyoung, he panicked and wanted to run away, but all he could do was turn to look at his friend in despair.

"Okay, this is unbelievable. Didn't you say that I could get distracted and have fun tonight? So, why the fuck did you invite her?! Do you even remember how she just dumped me, giving zero fucks about my feelings? I thought you were my friend and you were on my side." he mumbled trying to look calm as possible.

"I'm always on your side, Doyoung. You'll see, I swear." Taeyong said with a chuckle and patting his shoulder, leaving his friend confused as he walked to meet you halfway, hugging you warmly.

"Happy birthday, handsome boy! I bought you a little something, hope you like it." You said with a bright smile, "Also, your new house is huge and beautiful, you have such a good taste. I love it! Show me that painting over there..." and walked with him across the room with an intent to avoid having awkwardly greet Doyoung.

The night was going by without a hitch, everyone seemed to be having a good time, except for Doyoung who was drinking alone, being consumed by jealousy, looking at you with anger from the corner of the kitchen. Never thought he would be able to feel anything like this, but seeing you talking, smiling, and having a good time in the company of other guys rather than him, was making him lose his mind. Besides, he couldn't understand why his friends kept being so nice and friendly with you despite them knowing how bad you hurt his feelings not so long ago, feeling hurt again and betrayed by them. Everything seemed surreal to him.

A week had passed since you broke up with Doyoung when one morning you happened to meet Jaehyun in a cafe. At first, he had every intention of coming to you to tell you a not-so-nice thing or two for breaking his friend's heart, but as soon as he saw you, he realized from your eyes swollen from crying too much that something else was going on and that you weren't having a quite good time either.

A few minutes after you're talking to Jaehyun, trying to avoid his questions, Taeyong came in and saw you biting your lip, hands shaking and trying hard not to cry in front of his friend.

When you heard the door opening, you turned around and looked him in the eyes. At that moment, even without you telling him a single word, he knew that you were suffering a lot and needed their support too.

As much as you wanted to keep the secret of what really happened, you had no choice but to tell them everything, how you felt like the biggest piece of shit in the world, how much you still loved Doyoung and how much it weighed on you to have hurt such a wonderful man like him, but not before making them swear that they would not say anything, to which they reluctantly agreed.

It might have looked like you were having fun just like everyone else, but in reality, you found it harder than you thought being in the same place as Doyoung with every passing second. You felt the urge to go to him, to talk, to ask him how he was doing, although you could easily tell just by looking at him that he was as devastated as you, only you were much better at hiding your emotions than he was, you were a good actress after all.

The music was loud and the laughter in the background was bothering him too much as if making fun of him, reminding him of how miserable his existence was. Just when he thought his night couldn't get any worse and even considering going home, he saw you dancing with Jaehyun a little bit too sexy for his liking and him being a little handsy with you that he couldn't take it anymore, feeling his blood boiling with rage.

Tired of sitting around faking a cool demeanor, you made it to the dance floor with Jaehyun as your last attempt to get Doyoung's attention or at least have some fun.

Jaehyun had always been a really great dancer, so you lost yourselves into the music, swaying your hips back and forth, his hands placed on your waist. It was all fun and games, having a great time with your friend and for the first time in what seemed like ages, you felt like all your worries faded away for at least a brief moment.

Carelessly leaving his glass of wine on the kitchen counter, Doyoung walked over where you and your friend were dancing.

"Hey!" you heard Doyoung's voice, then felt his arm wrap around your waist, pulling you towards him.

"Care to explain why the fuck are you dancing like that with Jaehyun?" He asked you in an angry tone.

Surprised, you raised your eyes to him and the way he was looking at you, his jaw clenched, eyes dark and serious, sent chills down your spine.

"I have absolutely nothing to explain to you, Doyoung. I'm a free woman, and I can dance with whoever I want." You replied to him, trying to collect yourself and sound confident.

"Hyung, calm down. It's not what you are thinking." Jaehyun tried to explain but Doyoung cut him off.

"Shut up, traitor! This is between Y/N and me." and pushed him back.

"Let's go, we have a pending conversation." He said reaching your hand.

"No, I'm having fun with my friends." you protested.

"You still owe me an explanation." Doyoung pulled you from Jaehyun and dragged you straight towards the staircase.

"Doyoung!" You yelled at him.

He said nothing as he led you down the hall, his hand tight around yours and his steps almost too quick for you to keep up with, pulling you into a free bedroom and slamming the door behind you.

Smiling, Taeyong watched in awe the whole scene, proud that his friend finally grew some balls to fight for his girl. The plan had worked out perfectly.

"What the fuck are you doing?!" You told him once he locked you both in the bedroom, taking your hand away from his, harshly.

"I'm the one who should be asking you that! Why out of all the men in the world, you have to come to the party at Jaehyun's arm? And why were you dancing with him like that, just in front of me?" He was really pissed off.

"That's none of your business and I don't have to give you any explanation. Let me remind you that we are over."

"Is Jaehyun the reason that you broke up with me? Are you fucking him?"

"What?! Oh my God, Doyoung, are you drunk?." You were shocked, how could he think that? Jaehyun was your friend and even as a brother to him.

"Answer me! I looked the way he was touching you! Is he fucking you better than I did, by any chance?" He had already lost his mind at that point.

"No! He's not the reason and of course I'm not having sex with him, either. Stop saying bullshit!"

"So, why did you suddenly dump me as if I was a toy that you just got bored of?"

"I already told you. I thought I loved you but then," you paused for a brief moment, looking at your feet. "I realized I'm not."

"I don't believe you." He snapped back with a light chuckle and you gulped.

"Actually, I don't care if you believe me or not."

"Look me in the eyes, and tell me you don't love me." He demanded you, a cocky grin on his face.

Looking away from him, you kept silent. You couldn't do that, not now that he was just a few inches away from your face looking at you with such an intense gaze. Doyoung took a step closer and his hands found the hem of your dress, sliding them down the silky material along your thighs, up to your hips and waist. You tried your hardest not to show any reaction, but feeling your breath quickening inevitably, you only closed your eyes shut at the sensation of his warm hands setting your skin on fire.

"If you don't love me, why are you trembling at the slightest touch of my hands on your body?" He said seductively taking your chin in his fingers, forcing you to look into his eyes.

Suddenly, he smirked while remembering an advice Johnny gave him when you two made official your relationship to your closest friends.

"Man, now that you're finally in a relationship, I'm gonna give you a life-changing advice because as your hyung, I care a lot about your happiness, so listen carefully. A well fucked woman never cheats or leaves you."

At first, he thought Johnny was kidding, being the horny asshole he usually is, but now his words were making a lot of sense to him.

“Doyoung, please stop.“ You said almost like a whine feeling unable to take his gaze on you anymore, but your words were cut off as Doyoung leaned over you, his lips slowly getting closer to yours.

"I guess I'm gonna have to remind you who you belong to." He whispered in your ear and before you could figure out what was going on, he was pushing you against the door, pinning you with his own body, his lips pressing into yours hungrily, trapping you.

At first, you wanted to pull away from him, pushing his chest with your hands but you missed him so much, so it only took you a few seconds before giving up, wrapping your arms around his neck, kissing him back with all your love.

You missed his plumped soft lips, his taste, the warmth of his mouth, the way he ran his tongue over your lip before he nipped it, the feeling of his tongue against yours fighting for dominance.

The kiss was messy and needy, all tongues and teeth. Meanwhile, his hand was working its way down your still covered cunt, his fingers tracing circles around your clit, making you moan softly on his mouth, then pushing your panties to the side, he slid one finger through your slit.

"Fuck, you're already wet just by kissing you. So fucking wet and only for me, baby." Doyoung's expression went from surprised to amused in a matter of a second as the corner of his lips lifted in a proud smirk.

"Yes, only for you." You said biting your lip.

Trailing kisses down your neck to your shoulders and making the straps slide through them, his hands reached behind your back to unzip your dress letting it pool down your ankles, leaving you just in heels and a lace thong in front of him.

His eyes went straight to your breasts and he made a noise deep in his throat, almost a growl, his mouth watering at the sight of them. He took your left nipple with his mouth as if he was starving, nibbling and sucking at your flesh while his hands were roaming all your body, making you moan.

You slid your hands down his body to his belt buckle until you were able to cup your hand on the bulge in his pants, earning a moan from his lips, you quickly undid his belt and zipper as you desperately began massaging his cock.

Letting up a sigh, he pulled out from your breast, dropping to his knees, he removed you one shoe and then the other, his fingertips trailing down your skin playing with the waistband of your thong for a while and then pulled the lacy garment down your legs torturously slow, helping you to step out of it. His eyes were glued to your center as soon as it was revealed to him.

He brushed his lips all over the sensitive skin of your abdomen, kissing every curve.

"Doyoung." You whined.

“What do you want?”

“I want you.” You felt pathetic begging and being so needy for him.

“Oh, really? With the way you were dancing minutes ago, I guess you would rather be with Jaehyun.” He snapped, licking his lips.

"I don't want him. I want you and only you, Doyoung. I'm sorry." You bit your lip and rubbed your thighs together to get some friction.

"Open." He told you when his face was level at your hips.

He propped one of your legs up on his shoulder and your head fell against the door as you stared down at Doyoung attaching his pretty lips to your cunt.

He had you melting into the door, whimpering and harshly grabbing the hair at the back of his head. The harder his tongue worked into your clit, the more you arched your hips towards him, desperate and begging for more. But it's Kim Doyoung the one we're talking about, he really wanted to tease you and drive you crazy, so of course, he wasn't going to give you what you wanted right away. He abruptly stopped and stood up when he sensed that you were about to come on his mouth.

A frustrated whimper leaving your lips. "No! What the -?" You could hardly talk, breathe or even think at all.

"Come here." He took your wrist leading you across the room to an armchair in front of a huge mirror, sitting on it, he just patted his lap and unbuttoned his dress shirt, your eyes tracing over every inch of his abdomen.

"Sit down and spread your legs for me." He commanded while his arms wrapped around your waist and pulled you down, your back leaning against his chest with your legs spread and locked by his.

“I want you to look at yourself in the mirror and do what I say." Doyoung whispered seductively in your ear, nibbling a little on it, one hand making its way down your body.

You nodded eagerly. “I’ll do anything you want.”

He looked awfully pleased with your answer, and you couldn’t believe how hot it was the whole situation. He’d always been cocky about the effect he knew he had on your body, and that was turning you on both so much.

"Good girl. First, I need you to get your fingers nice and wet. Use your pretty mouth.”

You slipped your fingers into your mouth, making sure to keep eye contact.

“I want you to slowly slide your fingers down to your stomach.”

You did as you were told, letting out a sigh and feeling skin on fire.

“Tell me again, who do you want?” Doyoung asked once more, teasing you.

“You, Doyoung.”

“Slide your fingers to your cunt and show me how much you want me. Let me see how you touch yourself.” He challenged with a cocky smile.

You had never done such a thing, but you obeyed him right away crazed with lust and desire, otherwise, you weren't sure if you would be capable of letting him see you touching yourself. You began with slow circles on your clit, biting your lower lip to suppress your little moans.

The contact of your fingers in your heat felt so good, but the way Doyoung was looking at you through the mirror, was the main reason you were turning insane.

"Please touch me, Doyoung. I need you." You were desperate, needy. You wanted him to bring you to your climax, not yourself.

“Stop,” he told you listening to your pleas.

A silent moan slipped your lips at the feeling of his slender fingers entering your now dripping cunt so easily, stretching your walls while his other hand cupped your breasts massaging them.

He moved his lips to your neck, switching between running his tongue over your warm skin to kissing and biting. His fingers curled up inside of you, hitting your g-spot making you gasp hard, leaning your head back and closing your eyes shut.

"I told you to look at yourself in the mirror." He told you with a deep angry voice through his gritted teeth while staring straight into your eyes through the mirror.

His hand left your breasts to grip hard at your jaw to make sure you stare at yourself and what he was doing to you, knowing you were enjoying it because he could feel you clenching around his fingers and getting even wetter than before.

He always loved watching your pretty face all screwed with pleasure while he fucked you, but now watching himself pleasing you just hit different to him. Getting to see the entire picture like in a porn film and knowing that you were also watching him getting off while pleasing you, made things 10 times more kinky but intimate at the same time.

He kept thrusting his fingers inside your pussy at a fast pace, his thumb rubbing your clit mercilessly.

The view was extremely hot and dirty, but addictive. It didn't take you much to begin feeling your orgasm building up again, his skilled fingers working wonders on you.

“Why are you so quiet, baby? Let yourself go, moan for me." He told you biting your neck, his hand let go of your jaw to keep cupping your breast, pinching your nipple, and that was all you needed.

You squirted all over his hand, your body convulsing in pleasure, screaming and gasping, curses, moans and the lewd sounds of his fingers still thrusting inside you through your orgasm filling the room.

"God, you have no idea of how fucking hot you are." He praised you while pulling his fingers out of your soaked cunt and up to your mouth.

"Taste yourself, babe." And you did it, letting your head rest against Doyoung’s shoulder you sucked them clean.

Then, you turned around to look at him and before you could tell, his lips were on yours again, kissing you hard.

"I really need to properly fuck you or I will go insane." Doyoung said making you both stand up from the armchair.

“Please, Doyoung, use me however you want.” You plead to him.

You would have done whatever he asked right now, no questions, willing to let him fuck you as hard and deep as he wanted to, so he pulled you into the bed letting you in all fours and got rid of his clothes.

Excited to be able to feel him inside of you again, you rested your head on the mattress and lifted your ass up to give him a good view of your swollen, glistening cunt.

You heard him cursing at the sight and pumping his length a little before grabbing your hips to line him up to you. He rubbed his tip at your entrance, lubing it.

"Don't tease, please." You whined.

"I'm not teasing you, I swear, baby. I've been wanting this since the very first moment I saw you at the front door". He admitted.

As he finally sank into you, you both let out sighs of pleasure. You thought you were already used to his size, but given the months you were deprived of feeling his cock, you felt him stretching you out like it was the first time, also, he was far from the term "small".

Doyoung set a fast and deep pace inside of you and it had you moaning every time he bottomed out, oversensitive. The way his cock filled you was perfect as always, hitting all the right places.

You grabbed a pillow in a desperate attempt to muffle your moans but before you could even realize it, Doyoung tore it away from your mouth.

“I don’t think so, honey.” He told you reaching around you, relentless with his thrusts and grabbing both of your hands. He pulled both of your arms behind you until he had your wrists linked behind your back, clasped underneath his palm.

"I want you louder, let them all downstairs know I'm fucking your pussy so good like no other could ever do.” He demanded you, leaning forward to whisper in your ear.

It was almost too much, the sound of your juices and his ballsack slapping against your ass were fueling your pleasure that had been built up so much to this point, you knew it wouldn’t be long until you reached a second orgasm.

Feeling you close, already clenching around his dick, he fastened the pace of his thrust even more.

"So tight. You always take me so well, baby." He said between moans, feeling he was about to lose his mind out of pleasure.

Taking a handful of your hair, he pulled your back up to his chest, so you were both kneeling upright. One hand kept grabbing hard at your hip while the other was now around your neck, choking you as he fucked into you insanely hard. You wanted to tell him that you were about to come again, but you couldn't even think, let alone talk. You were an absolute moaning mess.

You leaned your head back in pleasure. The noises he had you making, were louder and dirtier than anything that had ever come out of your mouth.

He was right, indeed. No man in the world could ever fuck you like he was doing and you were absolutely loving every fucking second of it.

The hand that was gripping your hips before, was now rubbing circles on your clit.

“Be a good girl and come for me again." He whispered near your ear, squeezing your neck a little more and that was all it took you to come around him, making him moan loudly as well as he kept fucking you faster and deeper, helping you to increase your high, testing all your limits.

It was the most amazing and mind blowing but also the most terrifying orgasm you had ever had in your entire life.

You cried out in pleasure, your eyes rolled to the back of your head, your whole body trembled, core pulsing hard around him with each intense wave of bliss. You swore you were about to die right then and there, or at least to pass out. So you did.

The one thing you were sure about, was that he got what he wanted. You had been as loud as Doyoung wanted as you could feel your throat raw once you regained consciousness.

Doyoung was close to his own release too, but knowing you were way too oversensitive now to keep taking him, he slowly slipped his cock out of you, making you whimper at the empty feeling, turning you around and placing you down into the bed, letting you rest on your back, but you still wanted to do something else for him.

You got up a bit, so you were resting on your elbows, opening your mouth and sticking out your tongue.

His hooded eyes looked down at you with lust, looking at how you were so screwed but eager to take till the last drop of his cum in your mouth.

His hand jerked his cock harshly, grunting with every stroke until he spilled his cum all over your mouth and breasts. You still dared to pull him closer and lazily suck this cock clean, until you had him begging you to stop.

Letting up a satisfied sigh, Doyoung moved closer to you, cupping your face in his hands, kissing you passionately, still having a taste of himself in the kiss.

"Are you ok? I'm sorry if I was too rough, I guess I just got carried away a little." He asked breaking the kiss, now hovering over you. His usual soft gaze got back again but he looked as exhausted just as you felt.

You nodded at him, smiling. “I love when you fuck me rough, when you just take from me what you want. Is so fucking hot.” and kissed him again.

This was a whole new side of Doyoung that you didn't know before this night.

He always was a good boy, cute, funny, charming, a bit sassy, responsible and hard working. A true gentleman, to say the least.

I mean, is not like you two hadn't fucked a little hard before, but it was definitely nothing compared to this, and you were already willing him to fuck you like an animal again.

"Okay, I'm gonna keep it in mind." He said with a small chuckle, getting off the bed. "Waint a minute, I’ll be right back." and he disappeared in what you supposed was a bathroom. When he came back, he had a wet washcloth and a glass of water that he placed on the nightstand before gently beginning to clean you up, like the prince he is, making you blush.

After he had finished, he discarded the washcloth and settled back on the bed, laying on his side to face you.

“I'm sorry for being an asshole to you tonight. I don't know what happened to me when I saw you with Jae.” He admitted.

"No, don't be sorry. I'm the only one who has to apologize, I..." He cut you off with a soft peck on your lips.

"Shhh, don't say a word. I really don't want to ruin this perfect moment with you. We can talk later, now let's sleep." He told you with his eyes closed and his forehead pressed into yours. He was afraid that you might end up arguing again.

You just nodded at him, letting him get you both into the covers, cuddling. Then, you let yourself fall into slumber with your face on his chest inhaling his sweet scent, while he was caressing your back and kissing the top of your head.

The next morning you woke up with him spooning you and letting soft kisses on the side of your neck and shoulder.

"Good morning, beautiful," said when he noticed you were already awake. His deep morning voice that you loved, making you shiver.

"Good morning, handsome," you replied happily, turning around your head to see him and you found him looking at you with a wide smile and a spark in his eyes.

You couldn't help yourself but kiss him.

He kissed you back, slowly biting your lower lip and sucking at your tongue making you moan. This time the kiss was still heated but gentle and not hurried at all. You both had always enjoyed way too much just kissing each other.

God, you were in love so fucking much and didn't want this moment to ever end.

You felt his fingers sneaking between your legs, and he groaned satisfied noticing your wet folds.

"I can't believe you are already soaking, baby." He said moaning into the kiss, spreading your wetness with his fingers all over your slit.

"It's all your fault." You said boosting his ego.

He kept playing with your folds and clit, still kissing you, determined to drive you crazy once again, but you had other plans in mind.

"I want to ride you, love." Feeling in your ass his cock growing hard, you told him making him stop his magic between your legs.

He sat up, his back resting against the headboard. He licked his fingers before reaching for your hips. Once you were comfortably straddling him, you spit on your hand and slid it down to wrap around his dick that was pressed between your bodies, squeezing it a little.

He swallowed hard at your touch, reaching up to gently brush a strand of hair out of your face. Your hands began to slowly massage his dick, your thumb swiped over the head, causing him to shudder and fasten his breath.

His head tipped back in bliss, feeling like he was about to combust, Doyoung lifted your hips, so you sat up further on your knees, holding yourself above him. After brushing his tip against your entrance a few times, you finally lowered down on top of him.

As you sank down over his dick, you both sighed as he filled you inch by inch. You stayed still for a while, still a bit sore from the last night, but you kept him deep inside.

You slid your arms around Doyoung’s shoulders, holding him close to you. You cupped his face, looking him in the eyes, your thumbs caressing his cheeks lovingly making him smile before your lips found his, again.

He moved his lips from yours to your jaw, then to your neck, sucking a little on the crook, and finally down to your chest, spreading wet kisses all over your breasts, massaging them softly.

Closing your eyes, you arched your back upwards wanting to feel more of his mouth over you. Doyoung slid his hands from your back and hip, to grip into the softness of your ass, helping you to slowly move your hips, up and down in circular movement.

You kept bouncing and rolling your hips, clenching every time you pulled out a bit, really wanting to make him feel at least a fraction of the immense amount of pleasure he had given to you last night and it seemed that you were doing a great job, given the way he looked and the sounds escaping from his lips. His moans were the most beautiful sounds ever alongside his singing.

The slow, soft morning sex with you was his favorite way ever to start a day.

His head tilted back in pure bliss, his black hair falling on his sweaty forehead, his cheeks slightly flushed, his beautiful lips parted open moaning your name softly and his eyes slightly open, just enough to keep looking at you.

You were grateful for the daylight, allowing you to see just how flawless he was, from head to toe.

"I love you, Doyoung," you told him feeling a tear roll down your cheek. It was being too much, so many emotions at the same time and you just couldn't hold them all anymore, feeling overwhelmed. "I love you so much." you said again.

Doyoung snapped out of his pleasure trance at hearing you say that and pulled you closer, wiping your tears away with kisses all over your face.

"I know, baby. I love you too, so fucking much." He assured, hugging you lovingly.

“Hold on,” Doyoung whispered. His hands gripped onto your hips again, lifting you up. You only had a moment of rest before he began thrusting his hips up.

“Fuck,” you practically shouted, your hands slamming up against the headboard behind his head. It took you a little to react and start to move again, meeting him in the middle.

As much as you wanted to keep up with the thrusting, your thighs were exhausted and Doyoung noticed it.

So he flipped you onto your back and he was hovering over you, propped up on his elbows as he continued fucking you.

He made you feel so wanted and loved. The feeling of his delicious cock inside of you was always heavenly, he fitted in the most perfect way, hitting all the right places every time as if your body was made just for him.

Doyoung moved both of your hands so he could lace his fingers with yours over your head. The look in his eyes was so intense, telling you so much without words.

He brought his face closer to yours, letting his open lips hover over yours breathing each other's breath keeping eye contact. He slightly brushed your lips, before capturing them in a passionate kiss as he kept pleasuring you with long, slow, deep thrusts, just the way you both liked.

“Fuck, you feel so good." Speaking on your lips between kisses as he moved his hand to hold your hip.

"You too, baby. Ah! You feel just perfect." You said moaning, making him smirk on your lips. "Faster Doyoung, please."

Quickening his thrusts as he lifted your right leg and let it rest over his shoulder, hitting you faster and deeper. He knew he was hitting your g-spot with every thrust with how you were reacting, your walls pulsing around him, squeezing tight his cock.

“Oh my god, yes! Right there. Fuck! Keep going.” You said moaning with eyes shut closed.

He couldn't believe that someone as beautiful and perfect as you loved him, feeling the luckiest guy.

"So pretty. Still can't believe you're mine, baby." He said caressing your cheek.

"Yes, Doyoung. I'm yours, all yours, forever." You replied him moving your hand to the back of his neck, sliding your fingers through his hair, and pulling his lips back to yours, letting your tongue glide along with his.

"I'm almost there. Where do you want me?" He said breaking the kiss.

"Inside, I wanna feel you cum inside me. I'm close too." You really craved the sensation of his dick twitching inside you and his cum filling you up.

It only took a few more thrusts for you both cum together and you could have sworn that you were in heaven. His body jerked slightly as he spilled inside of you with a deep, low groan, his head buried into your neck.

Later, Doyoung pulled out of you and rolled to the side, collapsing next to you, watching you in awe as your body still twitched with the aftershocks.

"Beautiful. I want to make you come like this every day, for the rest of my life." He said kissing your forehead softly, making you smile and feeling that your heart could explode with so much love and happiness.

After a long, quiet moment where you both just kept looking in the eyes at each other, you finally talked.

"Doie, I really want to apologize for being such a bitch to you."

"No, you don't have to. I only care about here and now." He tried to cut your apologies off again.

"No, please. Let me finish." You said sitting up facing him and taking his hands. "You didn't deserve what I did to you. I was forced to break up with you by my company and somehow I thought it was the best for us, but I just didn't know how to do it, so I figured talking to you on the phone was the best option as I hadn't to look at you, but you were making it harder than I expected... and I treated you so, so bad. I'm so sorry, Doie. Please, let me make it up to you, even if it takes me a lifetime, I know it's worth the try." Tears began to roll down your face, but you kept going.

"I really meant what I told you minutes ago. I love you Doyoung, I love you so fucking much that it hurts, and there are no words in any language that can explain what I truly feel for you."

Doyoung pulled you closer to hug you tight, feeling tears of joy begin to pool in his eyes.

"Forgive me for being such a coward, for taking the easy way out, and not fighting enough for our love, for taking decisions that concern both of us without consulting you and messing with everything." He had you practically sobbing in his arms, caressing your back, and spreading tender kisses all over your face.

"I have nothing to forgive you for, my love. You're right, you should have told me what was happening then, so we could find a solution together, but I don't blame you because I know you only wanted the best for us. Now, the only thing that matters to me is that you love me as much as I love you. More than ever, I'm sure that you are the love of my life and I will never let you go, okay?

He was so considerate that you didn't understand how could you deserve such an incredible man.

"I love you Doyoung, I love you and I will keep telling you till my last breath, I swear." You told him smiling at him, still with tears on your face but this time, they were of pure happiness.

"I love you more, my dear. Forever and ever." Said smiling you back, wiping your tears away with his thumbs.

You were lying naked in bed for a while longer, cuddling, kissing each other lovingly as if the world was about to end.

"Hey baby, as much as I love being like this with you, I'm starving. We should go to the kitchen downstairs to grab something," You just nodded at him, placing a kiss on his temple. "but first, we should take a shower. We are a little sticky." He said scrunching his nose, faking disgust.

Doyoung helped you to stand up from the bed and took you to the bathroom lifting you on his arms on bridal style. He always loved being such a show off with you, and you couldn't help but laugh.

Being in the shower bathing each other, you felt that you weren't just getting rid of the dirt and sweat, but the water also washed away all your concerns, making you feel lighter than ever and excited for this fresh new start, with new illusions and hopes for the great future that awaited you, together.

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fic rec vi ♡

hi!

this is a another new set of fic rec and i’ll probably do a compilation of genre (?) just like the first ones.

made some changes like tidying up a bit and adding summary, for those that doesn’t have any summary i’ll try my best to add my own summary (it will probably be shit tho, i ain’t making a smut summary guys, i’m not confident in my describing a fic ability but i’ll try my best. if its in italic it means i made the summary hehez ) if the summary is shit, i made it okay.

read and support the fic and authors here: the fic rec ♡

a for angst

f for fluff

s for smut

// for series or list

nct

jeno

no title by @tyongf-nct | s

- smut blurb.

body guards and boyfriend by @pastelsicheng | f

- sometimes the only way you can really get some alone time with your boyfriend is by making his job hard.

lipstick smears by @kopikokun | f

- jeno never thought trying to get his makeup artist’s attention would be this hard.

jaehyun

[10:30] by @moonttaeil |

- a lockdown moment.

[2:40] by @nct-jungjaehyun | f a

- cute quality fluff time with bf!jae with a dash of angst.

[11:41] by @jeongvision | f

- family time with apples.

just like magic by @starryhyuck | f s

- jung jaehyun’s body count is almost as high as yours. however, after yuta spreads a nasty rumor, you learn that jaehyun’s always imagined those girls to be you instead.

love to hate me by @moonctzeny | s a

- you and jaehyun meet as sm trainees, developing a friendship until he debuts and you decided to leave the company and pursue a solo career. when you reunite again in a music show and he acts like he barely knows you, you stubbornly begin a series of hate-brimmed sex rendez-vous. your touch-and-go relationship continues on, until a song collaboration will force you both to deal with all your repressed feelings for each other.

moving on by @ddeonghwaa | f a

- reader has been chasing jae for some time but when she moved on jae suddenly enter the picture.

sun&moon by @ppangjae | f a

- asking jeong jaehyun to accompany you to your family’s 1-week christmas vacation as your boyfriend has its consequences. one can surely get through 1 week of pretending to be in love with an enemy, right?

snack run with a snack by @kopikokun | f

- on your usual movie night with the members, they assign you sudden snack collecting duty. you’re a little peeved, but at least jaehyun offers to tag along. Unfortunately for you, things really aren’t going in your favour tonight.

lover boy by @neoct-zen | f s

- bunch fics of lover boy jae and reader.

jungwoo

one more time, please by @haequarius | f s

- you don’t know what you and Jungwoo are, but you are certainly weak for him.

jealous by @whiplashsan | s

- jungwoo is all smiles and sunshine until he gets jealous, and he just so happens to get jealous over the smallest things when it comes to you.

doyoung

sugar, spice and everything not nice by @alreadyblondenow | s

- doyoung getting your ring size wrong, unprotected sex, kitchen sex, slight fingering, wedding tragedies.

no title by @ncteaxhoe | s

- dom!doyoung, rough? i need holy water.

the little one by @ethaeriyeol | f

- a gift of life; female reader x husband!Doyoung; fluff, light angst, married au

lucas

exquisite taste by @weishenkonbini | s f

- smut but with a fluffy ending.

for you always by @labyrinthsofyou | f

- in which you surprise yukhei when he forgets about your date.

6:19 by @cozykpopblurbs | f

- a cute fluff ft kun and winwin.

10:18 pm by @nctsoftarchives | f

- reader supports lucas at his superm debut stage.

16:47 by @sichengssmile | f s

- a fluffy smut. lucas a big boi.

missed you by @tokyobts | a f

- after you and yukhei broke up, yukhei still has feelings for you. he reaches out to you at school and tries to get you back. at first you avoid him but later his actions manage to make your heart flutter. you’ve come to a sudden conclusion that you maybe still want him in your life.

johnny

34 + 35 by @domjaehyun | s

- you and your husband johnny decide to take your marriage to the next step.

i couldn’t wait a little longer by @alreadyblondenow | s f a

- you two were never together longer than two days, but the feelings, oh the feelings that you have for each other is clear as the day. it was a never-ending try of making the relationship official. johnny tried, you tried but it never happens.

what happens in korea, not stays in korea by @alreadyblondenow | f s

- a week vacation in korea for your sister’s wedding became even more exciting when a famous dj had a crush on you. johnny was sure that it’s love at first sight. not putting both of your careers on the line, you two had no regrets when the time comes and you finally leave.

laundry day by @immabiteyou | s

- a domestic fluffy smut.

make a wish by @sluttyten | s f a

- you’re jungwoo’s sister, and he’s made it clear he wants you and Johnny to have nothing to do with each other. so you and johnny start fake dating to piss him off.

want it all by @sluttyten | f s

- you are entirely innocent to the point of being naive. johnny is not innocent, but he loves that you are because it means he can teach you everything you don’t know.

sungchan

wish i was her by @softsungchan | f a

- you wished you were her, laying in Sungchan’s arms and feeling his warm breath on your neck, giggling about sweet nothings whispered into the starry night. You wished for it to be you, the girl he liked.

2:21 am by @the32ndbeat | f

- sungchan being whipped, thru a text message.

haechan

14:52 by @ukiyoexo | f

- a cute haechan and reader ft the reader’s baby sister moment.

prince’s order by @nsheetee | f

- prince haechan nurses you after you faint, and orders you to stay with him until you feel better.

sweet treat by @markresonates | s

- haechan takes you for ice cream but all you can think about is sex with him. when you act like a brat, eventually you end up in the bathroom. with no panties.

clingy by @love-mi | f

- I’m not clingy! I just love your company and constantly want to be around you and have your full attention at all times

mark

hyuck is always right by @luvrenjun00 | f

- ceo!mark x reader ft baby donghyuck. a tooth-rotting fluff.

taeyong

snow storm by @whereisten | f s

- a fluffy smut whilst a snow storm.

1:59 by @smoll-tangerine | f

- reader and taeyong ft my favorite game (where i always die first) among us!

bts

taehyung

is this allowed 1 2 by @seokiie | f s

- how were you supposed to know bts would be filming at your coffee shop today? how were you supposed to know a certain curly-haired boy would take a liking to you?

cabin pressure | f by @jiminrings | f

- pilot!y/n who accidentally became famous bc of a viral post about her, best friend!jimin!, taehyung having a shy lil crush on you aND ot7 being meanies for a tad bit :((

art major!tae and biochem major!yn | f by @jiminrings | f

- tae’s cold and probably needs a friend more than he needs a model, y/n feels this nEED to take care of him, a term of enderment then a dash of emotional constipation and a sprinkle of jealousy :D

gank mid lane by @kimtaehyunq | f s

- gank / verb: (in a video game) use underhand means to defeat or kill (a less experienced opponent)

birthday surprise by @ephemeralkookie |

- like every year, you prepare a little surprise for your boyfriend’s birthday, one that you’ve been preparing for days. and after a very tiring day, taehyung only wants to spend the night in your loving arms.

jungkook

cookies & cream | s by @1kook | f s

- jungkook will watch a thousand cheesy christmas movies if it meant making you happy. (and maybe having his dick sucked.)

unholy night | s by @ephemeralkookie | f s

- after a christmas day passed with the Jeon’s family, Jungkook decides to transform the holy night into an unholy one.

‘a short’ abstinence | s a by @seokiie | s a

- maybe blue-balling you boyfriend (who has an insanely high sexual drive) wasn’t the best.

in which she’s done with him by @minstrivia | a

- jungkook angst/fluff where he always pushes oc away (who confesses her feelings but was cruelly rejected) and insults her but she always comes back to take care of him when he’s drunk or picks him up from his one night stands and she finally decides to leave him alone.

bad influence by @noteguk | s

- in which you know jungkook is a bad influence on you, but you can’t avoid falling for him every time.

jock!jk and shy art major!yn by @jiminrings | f

- established relationship ft. jock!jk and shy art major!y/n, y/n gets an unexpected pep talk and jungkook doubts himself, and either so much tears or so much dUST according to kook

special affair by @1oserjk | f

- sugar daddy au except it’s just jk spoiling u thru animal crossing

fairy of shampoo by @ironicarmy | f s

- sundays are for relaxation, house cleaning, and happiness.

abstract ft bob ross by @mimithings97 | f

- paintbrush in one hand, joint in the other and you sitting on his dick is what jeongguk wants. and what jeongguk wants, jeongguk gets.

badboy!jungkook by @jungshookz | f

- badboy!jungkook falls for good girl reader ft the boys and the reader’s apple.

growing by @lesgetittkookie | f

- dad!jungkook teacher his daughter how to walk. super super cute family/domestic fluff.

quiet, baby by @bratkook | s

- i don’t how to write a summary on smuts so imma just put this. reader and jungkook doing something in the subway.

still want that by @whatifyoulivelikethat | s

- fucking min yoongi ex-girlfriend? a terrible idea. being hopelessly in love with her at the same time? an even worse idea. knowing he was being used and still doing it anyway? ah, Jeon Jungkook, what are you doing? part 2 of savage love.

desiderium by @jeonggukingdom | f s

- “we’ve been at it like rabbits, how are you still so horny?”. a newlyweds!au smut.

chapstick by @softyoongiionly | f s

- based on the time Jungkook said he needed someone to scold him so he’d remember to put lip balm on. or jungkook’s had a really long day and the only that can make it better, is seeing you.

lover boy by @jingukk | f

- jungkook likes you. a lot.

unexpected confession by @sunkissedjk | f

- you gathered up the courage to confess your feelings, but it seems everyone in school knows about it before you could even find him.

string attached by @ephemeralkookie | s

- jungkook is what we can call your sexfriend. No strings attached, just you and him having fun and releasing the huge pressure and stress of being idols. But after spending an entire day together, you realize that maybe he’s not just your sexfriend.

no title by @himbojk | f s

- dilf jk.

astro

eunwoo

ceo!eunwoo by @m0onbean

no title by @yutopiada | f

- a cute idol!reader and eunwoo moment at a music show.

disney by @bangchan-sonyeondan | f

- a cute date with eunwoo at disney. reader likes vintage things hence using a disposable camera.

baby, it’s cold outside by @fresh-outta-jams | f

- a cute cold christmas fluff with eunwoo ft. the boys. reader went to the boys’ place for a sweater and cocoa gift exchange.

got7

yugyeom

cruel brothers by @imsarabum | f

- jackson and jaebum have always acted as if they were your big, overprotective brothers. so when they both walk in on you and yugyeom in a very intimate position, things get a little tense!

txt

soobin

a special night by @gyuluster | f

- an intimate insight on the first night of choi soobin’s wedding, consisting of kitchen floors, witches and an eternity of love.

boughs & branches by @jeogiyall | f

- decorating the tree with boyfriend! choi soobin from txt! fluffity fluff fluff with a lot of cute fluff thrown in and a dash of christmastime fluff.

sleepy binnie by @immabiteyou | s

- “i’ll let you do anything if you just touch me now. “ a sleepy soobin smut.

cake by @immabiteyou | s

- reading waiting for mc soobin with the guys. a cute fluffy smut moment.

kpop oc/s

seri by @ggukkiedae

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serendipityjxmn · 3 years

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Mr. President

Chapter 19

TW: Violence, strong language, cursing

Words Count: 2.3k

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After your heated argument with Jimin, you find yourself in the small library room, the room that you often find solace in. You sit on the couch, hugging your legs tight before letting the sobs take over.

You set yourself into this. You fall for him even when you know it’s going to cause you pain.

For a long hour, you just cry yourself out until your body is exhausted and you just stare numbly ahead.

And that’s when you decided you’re going to leave.

You force yourself to sleep then because you know your body needs rest. But half an hour later you find yourself constantly twisting your body, unable to sleep as you wait for tomorrow’s morning to come with pounding heart.

When the morning finally comes, you pace back and forth in your room. You couldn’t sleep a wink last night. You lean against the door, listening intently.

Once you figured that it’s safe, you duck out silently and heads upstairs into the bedroom. You don’t see your husband anywhere so it’s a safe bet that he’s already out to work.

Wasting no time, you take out a medium size duffel bag and stuff several pairs of shirts and pants. You dig in the small drawer and takes out some cash that you had kept. For a moment, you contemplate whether you should bring your phone with you but then decide against it because you don’t want to risk being tracked by your husband.

You head downstairs and exit the house silently and from then on, it is fairly easy to escape. Your own bodyguard, Taeseok is nowhere to be seen and thus makes it easier for you to slip through the security as they probably wouldn’t think that you’re escaping.

You weren’t stopped until the front guards and you quickly lie about going to the gym with a friend and he doesn’t seem to be suspicious at all.

For a long time, you just walk and walk and just take random buses and sit on a bench at random parks, just watching people passing by, watching people who doesn’t seem to have any worry in their life although you know everyone is far from having zero complications in their life.

Everyone is working hard.

Everyone is working hard living their life.

And there’s you. A foolish twenty three year old girl, who’d married the leader of a dangerous mafia gang and ended up falling in love with him.

You find tears slipping from your eyes.

Jimin..

You wonder if your husband’s looking for you.

Or perhaps he’s decided to let go whatever it is between the two of you.

Had you just imagine it? Every little act that he does?

Perhaps you should’ve just said yes to your husband’s new proposal. Maybe that could’ve made things easier and you don’t have to deal with immense pain like this from heartache.

But you know that you couldn’t share him. You don’t want to share him with another woman.

You let out a long sigh. This wallowing-in-sadness is really getting nowhere.

You get up then and sees that it’s almost dark, dusk almost setting in with the yellow and orange sky. Somehow, you find yourself on the outskirt of Seoul after all those random routes you’ve taken. You checked into a small budget hotel after searching around the neighbourhood. You plop yourself on the bed once you’ve settled into the small bedroom, briefly wondering what you’re gonna do after this.

You don’t have any plan.

Let alone a huge sum of money.

You close your eyes for few seconds.

Nevermind all that. It’s okay. You’re okay. Everything’s gonna be okay.

You can start slow from the bottom. Find some low paying job and make your way from there. You resolve to go for a job hunt first thing tomorrow morning.

After you finish a long shower that night, you curl yourself on the bed. The mattress is rough, not at all soft and comfy like the one you’re used to sharing with Jimin but it’s okay, you don’t mind it one bit since you’re used to hardship before you even met him.

You marvel at the fact that you’re once again out in streets. Not far from before you met Jimin, really.

And your husband..

You feel a laughter of disbelief bubbles up inside you.

You left your husband. You made the decision to leave him when he couldn’t reciprocate the feelings he’d never promised in the first place so it’s a bit ridiculous that you’re missing him now right?

Unknowingly, your fingers trace your lips. It seems so vivid how your husband had kissed you last night. You’ve never been kissed that way before but then again, you’ve never been kissed by anyone.

You want to blame your husband for putting you through such pain but you know it’s not his fault. The marriage and the relationship you have with him is only temporary so he doesn’t do stupid things like falling in love or become emotionally invested because that would be a waste of his time.

He’d given you the choice yet you’re the one who chooses the wrong way and walks away from the opportunity he’s given.

But is it though? Are you making a mistake right now?

If you had just say yes, you could have everything you want.

Except his heart, of course.

Which is ironically the only thing that you want.

But you know deep down you don’t want to lie to yourself and to him.

It proves easier than said to find work in this small neighbourhood. It’s been four days and you still hadn’t find a job and you’re getting more anxious.

But no matter what, you still have to eat. You’ve survived not eating for days before and you can survive on minimal food consumption so this is definitely not a new feeling. Pursing your lips, you make your way to the grocery store and begins stocking up on several ingredients and paid for it.

You head back out, holding a bag full of groceries. After a few minutes of walking, you suddenly had that eerie feeling of being watched, a feeling that felt so similar to the one that you’ve experienced while at the charity function at Jaehyun’s house a week ago.

Shiver runs down through your body and you’re not sure if it is caused by the cold wind at night which is suddenly stronger or your growing paranoia.

Pulling your jacket tighter, you start to walk faster. It’s daytime, though bleak clouds are looming over you but it’s still bright. Nothing would probably happen in this broad daylight right?

You wish you were right.

Something happens really quickly just then. One moment you’re just turning the corner towards your block and the next moment, you see someone jumps out of a van and clasps your mouth and nose with cloth tightly.

And everything becomes black after that.

You didn’t faint, you think once your brain starts functioning. Perhaps only for a fleeting moment, you think. You blink several times but your vision is still blinded and realize your face is covered with a mask. The hum of the car’s engine and the slight shake of your body tells you you’re in the van you saw and you’re being transported somewhere. It’s quite a long distance and you try to think of possible places from the routes they’re taking but to no avail. You haven’t lived in the neighbourhood for long, it’s impossible to know where they’re bringing you.

The van eventually comes to a halt and suddenly you feel your body being dragged out. Your feet struggles to catch up as the person drags you over the rough gravel of the pavement, the cold wind making you shudder immediately.

“Who are you? Where are you taking me?” You ask and it’s obviously a mistake as a harsh slap lands on your cheek instantly. You wince, feeling blood forming on your lips.

“Shut up, bitch.” The rough voice says.

They make you sit on a chair, your hands tied behind your back. Your throat is very dry and you’ve no idea how long they’ve kept you there. You can’t see anything as your face remains covered.

At some point, you doze off and only wake when someone hit your cheeks, not too rough but still leaves a stinging pain. They uncover your face enough to give you some water and that’s it. You’re left alone again.

You’re not entirely sure if you’ve been hit again because the stinging pain on your lips and cheeks are now numb, you can barely feel them. You’re not sure if you fainted at some point either.

You hear some voices then. And despite the mask you’re wearing, you open your eyes to the darkness.

“Well, well, well.” A familiar voice. Too familiar.

And that’s when the mask covering your face is yanked away and your eyes struggle to adjust to the light.

“Hello little sister.”

Jay.

Your own brother.

Your eyes stare fixedly at him as he smirks at you. He looks pretty decent, his cheeks doesn’t sunk so much, his face cleaner and he dresses normally.

“J-Jay-“ you struggle to say, your throats is still very dry. You swallow several times and try to gather your voice. “What are you doing here?”

“Aww little sis, don’t take that tone with me. Don’t you miss me?” He leans forward and cups both your cheeks forcefully making you whimper in pain. “I’ve missed you a lot.”

You spit on him, forcing him to release you and with a look of rage, he slaps you hard on your right cheek. Your eyes widen when you see few drops of blood splatter on the floor. You think your lips had split in a dozen different parts.

Jay spits and then wipes his face clear. You look around and realize you’re in some abandoned warehouse and there are several other guys looking at the both of you with interest.

Perhaps they’ve never seen a brother so willingly hit his own sister.

“Why are you doing this?”

Jay tongues his cheek before smirking. “I know you’re living with Park Jimin now. You think you’re safe now that you’re living with him? Do you even know what kind of guy he is?”

“He’s my husband.” You answer firmly.

He laughs at that. “Husband? Funny how he can let his wife be kidnapped, huh? But that doesn’t matter. I need your beloved husband here.”

You grit your teeth. “Why?”

“You’re asking why? What- you think he can simply takes you as he wish? He needs to pay me before taking you. And if he doesn’t, I will sell you off anywhere. Anywhere that gives me the most money.”

You scoff. “That’s all you always think about. Money, money and money.”

“Don’t we all? You have all his money yet you won’t even share some for me? Some ungrateful bitch.” He spats.

He then lunges forward and nothing prepares you for another stinging pain as he hit you right on the cheek. “This is for leaving me bitch.” And then another. “And this is for being such a slut.”

You feel your vision momentarily blinds as your eyes roll out and you struggle to remain conscious. “Just kill me.” You croak.

“Kill? No no that’d be too easy little sister.. I want you to suffer what I suffered.. you’re gonna die.. eventually- oh you will. But being the good little sister that you are.. you’re gonna let me have my fun first, gonna cut your pretty little face first and then maybe your fingers.. and your cunt.. did you have sex with him already? Of course you did like the slut you are.. and then I’m gonna let all these men here fuck you and if you’re still alive by then.. we’ll see..”

“You’re psycho.”

“Psycho?” He laughs. “Maybe I am. Maybe after all is done, I’ll give you back to your precious husband and see if he’ll take you back..”

“No..” you say slowly. “He’s gonna come and he’ll tear your limbs before you could say my name.”

“Shut up bitch,” is the last thing he says before he knocks you out again.

The next time you wake, you hear a female voice in between male voices.

“Don’t you think you had too much fun with her? What if she’s dead already? Damn it, missed my chance to have fun..” the female says, her voice also strangely familiar.

The other guy you realise is you brother laughs. “No.. don’t worry.. this bitch is tougher than you think.. how do you think she’s survived years of my beating and still breathing?”

“Maybe you hit like a pussy.”

“God damn it, I wanna stick my cock into your mouth so you’d shut up bitch.”

You hear her laughter.

Your stomach churns and you have this sudden whooping feeling as your eyes finally refocus and widens in recognition of the said female.

Clara Kim.

There’s no mistaking her tall and slender figure, although her hair is now changed to blue color.

How is she related to your brother?

“Someone’s awake.” Clara says as her eyes meet yours. She takes several steps forward and leans down to stare at you from top to bottom. “So this is Jimin’s wife huh... no wonder he’s changed.” She says when she straightens again.

“Not gonna lie.. I like Jimin and so does a thousand other girls out there but I don’t demand his heart. I don’t do shits like relationship and so does Jimin but you- you little witch-“ she pauses then leans forward again, her slender fingers clasps your cheeks, turning it left and right, “Not so pretty now with all these blood and bruises huh?”

You stare at her in disdain. “He’s not gonna come. He doesn’t love me.”

“We’ll see about that.” She smirks.

He’s not gonna come, briefly you think.

“Just kill me, kill me!” You yell and someone knocks you out again.

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Not Broken Part 15 (Jaehyun Mafia AU)

Jaehyun X Reader

Not Broken Masterlist

Y/N is a burlesque dancer living in Seoul. Jaehyun is one of the most powerful mafia men in Seoul. How will Y/N survive when Jaehyun suspects that she is involved with a rival gang?

Reasons to read this story: Ten’s a cross-dressing madam so….. yeah read it ya freaks.

This chapter is dedicated to @rinzennie who designed a lovely banner for the Not Broken Masterlist. Thank you so much for your support!

Trigger warning: Mentions of abuse. Light depictions of self harm and suicide

Taeyong led us into the parlor room where Jeno was already waiting for us along with two other staff members.

Mere moments after we arrived, we heard the sounds of an approaching car engine. Jeno nodded at Taeyong and then towards the two staff members who quickly positioned themselves in front of the two large entrance doors.

Taeyong leaned in before whispering, “Don’t look so nervous. You’ll be fine.”

I nodded, grateful for his words of encouragement though my nerves were anything but soothed.

As the two men opened the doors, bright ribbons of light began to shine violently through the increasing gap. After having spent several days cooped up inside, my eyes were more irritated than appreciative towards the unanticipated blast of vitamin d.

Before my eyes could fully adjust to the light, both Taeyong and Haechan were gone from my side. Once I caught a glimpse of their vanishing figures, I began to follow shortly behind.

“Mrs. Lee! What a pleasure it is to see you!” Taeyong greeted, opening the door of the sleek black Hyundai.

Despite it being bright out, I was unable to even see anything except darkness stirring from within the car. When Taeyong extended his hand out, I realized why that was the case. A black glove covered hand reached out towards Taeyong’s, only instead of accepting the gesture, it handed him a large black leather bag. Taeyong was caught off guard by the action and almost fell forward from the abrupt weight he had been entrusted with holding. I instinctively took a step forward, intent on helping him out but Haechan held me in place by my arm.

“Watch, you’re not gonna wanna miss this,” He chuckled, a wicked grin etched on his face.

A thin figure dressed head to toe in black slowly emerged from the expensive car which sported a similar hue.

I didn’t know what I was expecting, but I definitely wasn’t expecting this.

Her outfit looked like that of a 19th century widower still mourning the loss of her husband... but sexy?

Crushed velvet wrapped itself around her curvy frame. The dress’s hovered only a few inches above the pavement. Every inch of her skin was covered, but by a fabric so tight I could easily see the Madam owning such an ensemble. Everything except for the hat at least, which was draped in a loose charcoal colored netting that covered the wearer’s face completely.

I watched as she pulled the netting away from her face, lifting it to reveal a face much younger than I had been expecting. From the looks of it, she couldn’t have been older than 36, even though that couldn’t be the case as Jaehyun was 22. That’s when I remembered that Jaehyun was adopted when he was eight years old, so it wasn’t impossible for her to only be in her mid-thirties.

She looked around, paying no mind to Taeyong as he continued to greet her. When her eyes caught sight of Jeno unloading her bags, she cried out his name.

“Jeno!”

Jeno had just finished setting down a rather large suitcase when he was ambushed by the former lady of the house. I watched her pull the taller towards her, causing him to stumble into her embrace.

“Oh, how I’ve missed you!” She squealed, only allowing him to withdraw from her arms so she could get a good look at him.

“Goodness, Jeno! You’ve lost so much weight! Your cheeks are practically concave!”

Her hands reached out to grab at the fleshy tissue which was painted red with embarrassment. I couldn’t help but let out a small chuckle. I wondered how anyone could ever look at Jeno and see someone who was slowly withering away.

Despite his flustered state, Jeno smiled at the woman, his eyes disappearing into little crescents.

“How are you Mrs. Lee? It’s been quite a while since we last spoke.”

“Mrs. Lee?! Jeno, I needn’t remind you again. I will not be referred to by my former title, especially not by you. I am no longer the lady of the house and nor is my late husband the current master. Thus, I shall not be referred to by hisfamily name. Let the staff know that I shall only be addressed with my given name, Ho. You, however, are family. You may call me by either of my first names.”

“Ah. Yes, Hyun-ju.” Jeno corrected himself.

There was something off about her voice, something I couldn’t quite place. While her manner of speaking wasrefined in nature, her nasally accent made her sound more thuggish in a way. Despite the apparent roughness in her tone, I found it almost comforting in a way I didn’t understand. It felt familiar.

“How are things going with that that boyfriend of yours? Is he adjusting well to working with the children?” She whispered to Jeno.

Jeno nodded.

“I had yours and Mr. Lee’s old bedroom prepared for your arrival,” Taeyong announced, interrupting their reunion.

“Why on earth would you think I’d want to sleep in a room filled with reminders of my late husband? I mean really, Taeyong. Use your head for once!”

“Ah. Sorry, I wasn’t thinking,” Taeyong apologized sheepishly.

“I will be staying in one of the guest rooms in the north wing so that I can be near my daughter-in-law. Now, where is she?”

Haechan’s elbow dug into my side reinforcing that I had been summoned.

To say that I was nervous would have been an understatement. If I wanted Jaehyun to keep his word, I’d have to make as good of an impression as I could on.

“Hello,” I quietly greeted, drawing her attention to my presence.

The woman slowly strutted towards me, pausing to take in my appearance I as I had done with hers. Her cold eyes were somehow more frightening than even her son’s. I didn’t know that such a stare could be passed down from parent to child, especially those who lacked common blood.

I held my breath, sure that I had already somehow managed to spoil her first impression of me. I braced myself for whatever cold response was coming my way when her eyes began to crinkle.

She was smiling. No, not just smiling; she was laughing.

“Oh sweetie, don’t look so scared! I don’t bite! And speak up, will you? I know you can, us being cut from the same cloth and all.”

Suddenly, it became clear as to why her voice sounded so familiar.

“You’re American?” I asked, making sure to speak clearly.

“Born in N’York but grew up on the streets of Jersey. At least till’ I got a nice gig here in Seoul. H’bout you? Where ya from?”

I was taken aback when Mrs. Ho’s formal Korean was suddenly replaced with crass English. I was so caught off guard that I could only gawk at her in response.

“What’s wrong with ya? Cat got ya tongue?”

I swallowed before responding in English.

“Oh, umm. I moved around a lot, but I guess you could say I grew up in Colorado.”

I became aware that Mrs. Ho was smacking her gum as she listened. I explained the states that I had lived in, heronly interjecting to say, “uh huh,” “yeah,” or “I see.” When I was done, she looked at me expectantly.

“Yes?” I asked, still nervous.

“Well, go on then.”

I stared blankly.

Mrs. Ho rolled her eyes, though telling from the smirk on her face, she seemed more amused than annoyed.

“Introduce ya’self. Tell me ya name.”

“Oh! Umm.”

“Come on now, spit it out. I ain’t got all day.”

“Y/N,” I finally answered.

“Y/N, huh? Well, you can call me by my English name, Jessi.”

I hesitated, unsure whether it was really okay for me to refer to her so casually.

“Why? What’s the matter? Don't tell me ya surprised. We’re family now after all.”

“Oh, okay.”

Wow she really has a lot of names.

“Great, now that that’s settled.”

Jessi turned back towards the car where Jeno and Taeyong were standing idly by.

“Taeyong, bring my bags to my room,” She ordered, switching back to Korean.

“Mrs. Lee- I mean, Hyun-ju, I can bring your bags in,” Jeno vocalized.

A relieved look spread across Taeyong’s features.

“Nonesense! Jeno, honey, you and I need to go over the plans for this week. Let Taeyong do it, he could use a bit of weight training.”

“PFFFFT!”

Haechan struggled to maintain his composure as a string of muffled giggles escaped from the short male.

“This is going to be a hell of a week, isn’t it, Y/N?”

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Haechan led me back to my room while Mrs. Ho, or Jessi as she told me to call her, got settled in. A few hours later Jeno came by to inform me that I had been summoned to her room. As we walked, Jeno took the time to give me advice on how to get along with the former lady of the house and also to quiz me on my backstory.

“She says that she wants to get to know you before jumping straight into matters regarding the wedding,” Jeno informed me.

When we got to the door, Jeno knocked a few times before entering.

The room was smaller than what I had anticipated. It was still much larger than the bedroom I was staying in, but I couldn’t imagine that Jaehyun’s mother would turn down the master bedroom in favor of more modest accommodations. The bed was littered in neatly folded clothing, which Jessi was currently organizing into drawers. Though she was well aware that we had entered the room, Jessi continued to place the articles one by one into the dresser as we stood and watched.

Once the top drawer was closed shut, she turned to face us.

“Sorry about that, I guess I still had a bit more unpacking to do when I asked you to come.”

“It’s no bother,” I replied humbly.

Jessi hummed in approval before switching her focus onto Jeno.

“Jeno, do be a sweetheart and leave us ladies to engage in a bit of gossip.”

She smiled sweetly at Jeno who nodded before making a swift exit from the room.

It was just us now.

Jessi gestured towards a nearby chair which I promptly sat in. Instead of sitting in the chair across mine, she began to walk away.

“Now I know that you were probably nervous to meet me and that you probably just as nervous now,” She spoke using the same formal manner she used earlier,

She paused, glancing back at me expectantly.

“Oh, um I-” I couldn’t help but stutter.

“Oh, no. I understand completely. It can be a daunting thing, meeting your mother-in-law. Let me assure you that I am very much impressed with what I’ve seen so far. I mean, why wouldn’t I be? You’re beautiful, polite although a bit tense, and anyone who can manage to win my Jaehyun’s heart has to be interesting. Plus, I heard from Taeyong, that you’re more than willing to challenge him when you see fit.”

I allowed myself to relax a bit.

“That’s always a good thing in my book,” She chuckled.

“Thank you,” I replied, feeling more at ease with myself.

“But...”

My eyes widened; my relief short-lived.

Uh oh.

“But I must say that I find performative niceties to be more tiring than charming.”

Jessi pulled her purse from the ground and began walking back towards me.

“If you plan on putting on a façade to earn my approval, then you won’t get it. Agreeable people bore me.”

Jessi pushed the open chair closer to mine so that when she finally sat down, her knees were mere inches away from mine.

“I want to get to know who’s really marrying my Jaehyun, not who you think I want marrying him.”

My heart felt like it was sinking deeper and deeper into my wounded ribcage. She opened her bag, reached inside,and grabbed onto something choosing to not yet free it from its leather confines.

“So, I guess what I’m asking is...” She began pulling out a bottle of Jack Daniels.

“Are ya gonna waste my time? Or are we gonna have a real honest drink?”

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“Wait really?!”

“Really! I swear it’s true! When Louis died, none of us had the heart to tell him, so we just adopted a new cat and told Jaehyun that Louis had a rare condition that made his fur change color.”

I guess that’s why Taeyong told me not to pick the name Loius when he offered to get me a cat.

“Wait so did he ever figure it out?”

Jessi took another swig from the Jack bottle before bursting into laughter.

“That’s the thing. The first time we did it, Jaehyun was 9 years old,” She revealed.

“The first time?” I gawked, unable to keep myself from joining in on the laughter.

“Louis number two got into a scrap with a stray dog and lost. Damn, I shouldn’t be laughing. That’s not the funny part, the funny part was that after three days after Louis went missing, Jaehyun came rushing into the kitchen shouting ‘I found Louis, his fur changed color again!’ The boy was 13!”

The two of us toppled over one another drowning in our own laughter. As the conversation went on and the liquor bottle became lighter, Jessi and I found ourselves entangled in each other on the floor. I didn’t know what I was expecting, but I never thought meeting my future mother-in-law would go like this.

“So, what happened then?” I asked, pleading for her to go on.

“We kept the cat for a week before missing cat posters starting poppin’ up all over the neighborhood. Ji-eun and I considered buying a new cat and just telling him that his fur changed again, but Sooman decided that it was time for Jaehyun to grow up. The poor boy, he was always a sensitive one, but ya could tell he was holding back in front of his father.“

“Sensitive? Jaehyun? Please, there isn’t a sensitive bone in-”

I stopped myself, worried about what possible reaction she could have to me badmouthing her son, the man I was supposed to be “in love with,” but when I looked at her, she had on a soft smile.

“I know that Jaehyun can be a hardass sometimes, but would you believe me if I told you he wasn’t always like this?”

Without waiting for my response, Jessi stood up from the floor, leaving the Jack bottle behind. She walked over to the nightstand and picked up a small picture frame.

“I’m sure you’re aware of this, but from the moment we signed the adoption papers, Jaehyun’s fate was sealed. He was to be the future of NCT. Although Sooman was already thirty-four at that point, I was only twenty-four years old, not much older than you. I tried to give him as much love as a mother could give, but Sooman was focused more on being his mentor than on being his father.” She explained, switching back to formal Korean

She lifted the frame in order to get a better look at it, smiling as she did so.

“You know, sometimes Ji-eun seemed more suited for the role of successor than he was, not that it mattered. You see the Mobb world is one ruled by outdated values,” She continued, handing me the frame.

“This was before Jisung and Chenle joined our family.”

It was a simple family portrait, the picture itself was no bigger than a postcard. There were four people in the photo. I recognized one of the subjects to be Sooman. I only knew what he looked like because of the few pictures of him I came across within the estate. Nothing about him particularly stood out to me. He looked like a normal middle-aged Korean man. His hair wasn’t dyed an unnatural color like his son’s was, nor did he have the most handsome features.

Also, in the picture was a younger looking Jessi and a much younger looking Jaehyun holding in his arms what I assumed to be Louis number two. I took notice of the small divots that centered his cheeks. His face was much chubbier than it was now and his body much less developed. From what I could tell he must have been around thirteen years old at the time the photo was taken. Standing next to him was a young girl much taller than he but seemed to be only a few years older.

IU.

Despite hearing about IU from a few of the members, I hadn’t ever seen any pictures of her around the house. The only time I had ever seen her face was after it had been bloodied and beaten, the night I met Lucas.

She was a very beautiful young girl. She wrapped one of her arms around her brother’s shoulder in a manner that seemed protective in nature. They all smiled in the picture, but her smile was the brightest.

They looked happy.

“Jaehyun was a sweet child, although he was quite the troublemaker. Ji-eun on the other hand was so well behaved, it was almost heartbreaking. She was well aware that her adoption was a product of Sooman’s wishes to find an heir so she did whatever she could to keep from being a bother. I wish she would have acted out just a little bit though, just so that I could have shown that my love for her wasn’t conditional.”

Jessi pressed her back against the wall and slid back down to the floor where I was sitting. We both leaned against the wall staring off into space. She continued to speak, while I continued to quietly listen.

“Her and Jaehyun were inseparable at first. He relied on her to communicate for him since he still struggled with his speech. We hired speech therapists, language teachers, psychologists, you name it, but he still wouldn’t say a word unless he was whispering it into his Ji-eun's ear. In the end, it was her who got him to start speaking. I don’t know how she did it, but she did. After that, he slowly became more independent. Even then, they were still closer than twins. He was a bit of a crybaby if you can believe it, which obviously didn’t please my husband. He wanted nothing more than for Jaehyun to be the cold-hearted fighter that he was at that age but Jaehyun had no interest in the family business; he wanted to be an idol.”

I felt more confused than surprised. Were we really talking about the same Jaehyun? It seemed like every time Jaehyun’s childhood was brought up, young Jaehyun was described as the total antithesis to the man I knew.

“An idol? Like a Kpop star?”

“Yes, exactly. Jaehyun always had an interest in music. I used to catch him sneaking out at night to go busking in Hongdae. Luckily his father never found out about that.”

Jessi let out a long drawn out sigh as she stared at the Jack bottle. Although we both made a significant dent in it, neither of us were more than a tipsy at most. Probably for the best since Jeno came by to remind us that there was going to be a formal dinner to welcome the former lady of the house.

“When Jaehyun had just turned 14, he asked Ji-eun to give him idol makeup. Sooman was furious when he walked in on them. I told him that it was harmless fun, but all he could focus on was the fact that the future of his organization was playing makeup. After that, Sooman practically threw him into the family business, forcing him on his first mission just a few weeks later.”

Jessi laughed.

“Men, right?” She joked in English, giving me a glance.

“He thought the mission would toughen him up a bit, ya know, teach him some responsibility. The mission was different from what NCT was used to. Basically, they were trying to in smuggle guns using fishermen’s boats. Jaehyun was supposed to stand watch by the docks. Sooman gave him a tranquilizer gun and a walkie talkie, told him to stun anyone who might be poking their nose in the wrong place then to let everyone know.”

I quirked my head to the side wondering why her story sounded so familiar, like I had somehow heard it before.

“Well, you might have guessed it, but someone did come by. Instead of doing what he was instructed, Jaehyun got scared and hid under a table. The poor boy was scared beyond belief. He didn’t want to give away his position by talking into the walkie talkie, so the guy ended up walking into the middle of everything and the whole mission blew up. A few men were killed either by the dock guards themselves or the police who came shortly after. Over twenty of our men were arrested, most of which were from Wayv.”

“Oh my god!”

Surprised by my outburst, Jessi’s eyes shot from the liquor bottle back to mine.

“It was Jaehyun? He’s the one who got Lucas’s dad locked up?”

Jessi’s surprised expression melted away as she let out a dry chuckle.

“Guess someone already told you this story. I’m surprised they didn’t tell you that little detail.”

“Lucas told me the night he...”

I paused, not sure if I wanted to finish my sentence.

“Don’t worry, pumpkin,” She hummed reaching a hand out to cup my cheek.

“We don’t have to talk about that anymore.“

She spoke in English, but it wasn’t in her usual tone. It was somehow softer.

I felt strangely comforted by the gesture. It had been so long since anyone spoke that softly to me. I unconsciously placed my hand over hers, not wanting her to let go.

“My mother used to call me that,” I choked out.

My stomach clenched as her face contorted in confusion. I didn’t want to make her uncomfortable, but the wave of emotion that washed over me was almost too much to bear. I felt relief when, instead of pulling away, Jessi brought her other hand to my face, wiping away a stream of tears I didn’t realize were staining my cheeks.

She smiled.

“Jeno told me about your parents. I’m sure they would be so proud of you if they were able to see the fine young woman you’ve become.”

The tears only fell faster after hearing her kind words.

I had no idea what my parents would think if they saw me today. Would they be embarrassed that their only daughter became a burlesque dancer? Would they feel shame hearing how badly my life has gone since their deaths?

My worries were instantly vanquished as I felt strong arms pulling me into their embrace.

“Just knowing that their little girl is alive and healthy would be enough for them,” She cooed.

Jessi held me, allowing me to cry in her arms until the tears had run out. When she released me, I became mortified at the sight of the snot and tears that stained her dress sleeve. She merely laughed it off and changed into a dress that seemed to be an exact copy of the first. When she finished changing, she sat me down in front of her vanity and began fixing my braid which had become messy from my crying.

“I still can’t believe that Jaehyun stepped in to save you from that customer,” Jessi laughed.

“Yeah... I can’t really believe it either,” I replied, forcing the words out with an equally forced smile.

Jessi smiled but I could tell that she had a lot on her mind.

“What are you thinking about?” I asked.

I made eye contact with her reflection.

“That obvious, huh?” She chuckled.

I looked down at my lap.

“If I’m honest, hearing the story of how you two met gave me quite the bit of relief.”

I lifted my head back up to look at her.

“After Ji-eun died, Jaehyun didn’t have anyone left who could fully understand him. The mistakes he made during that mission weighed heavily on him. Sooman sent the both of them to America to wait until things blew over. His father was the one to push him into a role he wasn’t ready for, but he could only blame himself for the lives that were lost due to his actions. He began to take his role as his father’s successor more seriously even changing his name from Yoon-oh to Jaehyun in an attempt to distance himself from his past self. He only allowed himself to be his honest self when he was with Ji-eun, and sometimes not even with her. When Sooman died, everyone thought he was still too young, too inexperienced, so he had to become a colder, more hardened version of himself. I remember even Ji-eun struggled to break down his walls at that point. He blamed himself for her death thinking he was the reason Lucas’s dad died and why Wayv betrayed NCT in the first place, but that wasn’t the only reason he blamed himself.”

Jessi paused the story to wrap a hair tie around my newly braided locks.

“What do you mean?” I asked.

“Well, a few months after Jaehyun took over his father’s role as leader, he held a ball here at the estate.”

“A ball? Like some Cinderella type shit?”

Jessi let out a snicker at my crudeness.

“I guess you could say that. Balls are commonplace in the mob world. They’re often used as political tools. Host a ball, seal connections, earn trust. This ball was meant to keep up the appearance of a strong front. To show that even after Sooman’s death, that NCT was in good hands. That’s why, when Ji-eun said she didn’t want to attend, Jaehyun wasn’t pleased.”

“Why didn’t she want to go?”

“Who knows? She wouldn’t say. Jaehyun practically had to force her to attend. That’s when-”

“That’s when she was taken, right?” I chimed in.

Jessi could only stare back at me.

“Oh. Sorry,” I apologized, aware that my interruption was insensitive.

“Don’t apologize. You’re right after all.”

The two of us stayed in silence for several moments. Me sitting down, her standing up. I racked my brain, desperately trying to find a way to change the subject without it sounding forced. Luckily, I didn’t have to.

“Y/N?” Jessi voiced.

“Yes?”

“Promise me that no matter what, you’ll try to be understanding of Jaehyun. I know that he can be a bonehead sometimes, but he really is a good man.”

I was caught off guard by the sudden request.

“Hearing the story of how you two met, it made me hopeful for the future. Jaehyun isn’t one to poke his nose in other people’s business, but the mere fact that he intervened to save you from that man brings me great comfort. It’s been years since I’ve seen a glimmer of the old Jaehyun, but from what it sounds like, you’ve been able to get him to open up, even if just a bit.”

Jessi scootched out from behind me and took a seat on the vanity table.

“He obviously wouldn’t have brought you here if he didn’t care for you. I just hope that you’re able to keep chipping away at the walls he built around himself. He could use a friend now that Ji-eun is gone.”

Jessi stared back at me.

How was I supposed to tell her that the story of how Jaehyun was all an elaborate lie made up to keep her from know the truth? That her son wasn’t the one who had saved me but the man I needed saving from. The man who kidnapped me, beat me and was still holding me captive in order to further his own self-interest. How was I supposed to tell this woman that her son was a monster?

That was it though. I wasn’t supposed to tell her any of that.

My only role was to keep up this deranged façade in the hopes that it would get me out of this mess, so keep it up I would.

“I promise.”

“Thank you, Y/N. Jaehyun might have Taeyong, but I’m glad that he’ll have someone like you to keep him in check as well.”

I was ridden with guilt. Here Jessi was, comforting me and treating me like her own daughter and yet all I could do was lie to her, not only about who her son was, but about who I was as well. I could barely stand myself right now.

“Hey, Jessi?”

“Yes?”

“Since you brought him up, I wanted to ask. Who is Taeyong to Jaehyun?””

“Oh, you don’t know?”

I shook my head.

“Jaehyun and Taeyong have been friend since Jaehyun and Ji-eun came to live with us.”

“Really? That long?” I asked.

“Well, Taeyong’s lived here at the estate since he was a little boy. Even longer than Jaehyun and Ji-eun. His parents were actually members of our staff.”

“Oh, so do the staff’s children often live at the estate?” I asked.

“No, never. Taeyong was a special case. His father, Jong-in, was one of Jaehyun’s guards while his mother, Jennie, was head of staff. When Taeyong was only five years old, there was an attack on the manor and his father died after taking a bullet for my husband. To repay Taeyong’s father for his sacrifice, Sooman covered all of their family's expenses and allowed them to move into the estate. Sooman always makes a point to repay his debts, but if we’re being honest, I’m pretty sure he just didn’t want to lose her as a staff member. Like Jeno, she was very good at her job.”

I nodded as she continued to talk about Taeyong. I knew that he and Jaehyun were close, but I had no idea they grew up together.

“Besides, Ji-eun, Taeyong was Jaehyun’s closest companion although they didn’t get along at first. Taeyong was a bit rebellious growing up but he wasn’t a bad kid. He got into fights nearly every week and even got kicked out of school. We ended up having to send him to the same private school as Jaehyun. When Jaehyun started talking, he’d always try to play with Taeyong but I think Taeyong saw him as more of a nuisance than anything else. The only reason they got close was because of Ji-eun. Taeyong had such an obvious crush on her, it was adorable, really. He’d follow her around all day like a puppy dog, asking if she needed anything or if anyone was bothering her at school. Instead of asking anything for herself, she’d ask him to take care of Jaehyun when they were at school. Since Jaehyun was the sensitive type, he was often picked on by his peers. Ji-eun was in high school so she couldn’t do anything while Jaehyun was at the middle school. So, despite him being the same age as Jaehyun, Taeyong became Jaehyun’s protector. Now that Jaehyun’s become so much larger than Taeyong, it’s hard to believe that he was ever the one who needed protecting.”

Jessi stood up from the vanity to head to the nearby dresser.

“Taeyong and Ji-eun.” Jessi hummed their names.

"I always thought they’d end up together. It’s too bad. I know I’m hard on the kid, but you really couldn’t ask for a better son-in-law.”

Jessi picked up a pair of earrings, taking special care to put them on.

“I hope you don’t mind me asking but what type of man was his father?” I asked.

“To say that he was a kind man would make even the devil laugh He did have his moments though. You might have heard already but our marriage to one another wasn’t out of love, or at least not out of mutual love. I apparently caught his fancy at an event meant to celebrate my parent’s gang joining EXO. He asked them for my hand before even asking me. Despite my wishes, they agreed. I tried to get out of it, but you can probably guess how that worked out. It was hard at first, but I eventually accepted my new life. It wasn’t all bad. Sooman was a fair man who respected my boundaries and he never made me feel guilty for my inability to have children.”

“Ah.” I reacted, not knowing what to say back.

“As you’ve probably already guessed it, we didn’t adopt Jaehyun and Ji-eun simply out of the kindness of our hearts. Finding out about my condition was extremely hard for the two of us but Sooman never showed me any resentment. If anything, he was more worried about me and my feelings about it than about his lack of an heir. After we found Jaehyun and Ji-eun, we had no need for any more children, but we adopted them out of respect for their fathers.”

“Wait, what do you mean?” I asked, genuinely curious.

You see, after the mission failed and several NCT member’s lives were lost, Sooman did everything he could to make up for his apparent negligence. While most of his reparations came in the form of financial assistance, for two of his men, repaying his debt wasn’t so easy. Both of the men had sons. Jisung’s father, Taemin, ran away from his family when he was only 12 years old and his wife died during childbirth so there was no one to take care of his son when he died. That’s why Sooman and I decided to adopt him.”

“And Chenle?”

“Chenle’s father had a similar situation. He was one of the Wayv members that ended up in jail following the mission. He was killed in the prison yard by a rival gang. Unlike Jisung, Chenle had an older sibling, but the two had never met. His father had an affair with a woman outside of his marriage and had gotten her pregnant. He rented out an apartment for them in Itaewon so he could keep their existence a secret from his main family. Sooman only found out about this when he received a call from the man’s lawyer. The lawyer gave him an unofficial version of his last will and testament which specified where to find the son and mother. It requested that the two of them be taken care of if anything were to happen to him. He also requested that Chenle be kept away from anything relating to NCT or gang activity in general.”

“Wait so Chenle’s mother is still alive?”

Jessi noticeably hesitated before going on.

“Sadly, no.” She answered.

“Oh.”

“Instead of calling, Sooman immediately went to the address listed on the document and thank god he did. Nobody answered the door when he knocked but he could clearly hear a child crying on the other side. He ended up breaking the door down to find Chenle lying beside his mother’s body.”

“Holy shit. What?” I blurted out.

“She must have found out about her lover’s death and decided life wasn’t worth living. At first, Sooman wasn’t even planning to support the two. He thought that the will had been a scam and that the woman was trying to get a free lunch or something. Once he realized that he was responsible for not only the father’s death, but the mother’s too, he accepted Chenle as his own son. Jisung was six and Chenle was seven when we adopted them, so they were old enough to remember some details regarding their past lives but thankfully Chenle wasn’t old enough to understand what happened to his mother that day.

“Does he ever ask about his parents?”

“A few questions here and there. He knows that they died but he doesn’t know how. We told him it was a car accident. Apparently, his father must not have visited often since he wasn’t able to recognize him from any of the photos we showed him. He doesn’t even know that his father worked with NCT and I’d like to keep it that way. Do you understand what I’m trying to say?”

“I won’t say anything.” I promised.

Jessi stared at me as if gauging her trust in me.

“Good, Let’s head down to the dining room. We don’t want to keep everybody waiting now, do we?”

<><><>

Jessi and I made our way downstairs where we were greeted by a staff member who escorted us towards the dining room. When we entered, I was surprised to see that all the members were already seated and cheerfully conversing among themselves. Well, almost all of them.

Johnny was the first to notice our presence. He cleared his throat, catching the attention of those around him and thus towards us as well. The only thing keeping the room from falling silent was the sudden chorus of soft scraping sounds emitted from the men’s chairs as they all stood up to greet us.

Jeno pulled out a chair for Jessi to sit in next to the head of the table while the staff member who escorted us did the same for me. As we sat down, so did everyone else. There was only one empty chair remaining next to where Jessi and I sat across from one another. I didn’t have to look around the room to know who the empty chair belonged to.

I kept my head forwards unsure of what to do. Nobody was speaking and I didn’t want to be the one to break the silence.

I quickly looked around the table. A mixture of concerned and bored faces stared back.

Next to Jessi was a very anxious red head who greatly juxtaposed the disinterested medic sitting next to me. I turned towards him expectantly yet Winwin only continued to look forward.

I didn’t know what I was hoping for, “Are you okay?” “How are you feeling?” or even just a simple “Hello,” would have sufficed. Anything that would let me know whether I could consider him an ally. What I was met with instead was apathetic indifference.

“If I wanted to attend a funeral setting, I would have visited my husband’s grave. Seriously, what’s with this solemn mood?” Jessi marveled, poking fun at the intensity that dominated the room’s aura.

“I’m sure they’re all just waiting for you to tell them one of your stories, mother.”

Everyone turned towards the sudden voice to see the head of the estate as he approached the table. Once again, the members of NCT stood up. Even I was about to stand up until Winwin placed a hand on my shoulder queuing that it was not my place to stand. I felt a tinge of reassurance from the unanticipated gesture though it didn’t do much to ease me otherwise.

“You may be seated,” The man announced.

I felt an alarming amount of anxiety from the room’s newest occupant, but that didn’t stop me from blatantly staring at him as he made his way towards the head of the table.

His rose gold locks, which had been fading more and more with each day, had been replaced by a light shade of natural brown similar to that of a chestnut. It was styled in its usual fashion; pushed back and out of his eyes, with not a strand out of place. His attire, while not as formal as it was the night of the performance, still gave off an air of aristocratic poshness. A black button up tucked into black slacks held up by a black belt. Not exactly something the average son would wear to have dinner with his mother, though this was far from the average family get together and Jaehyun was far from the average man.

Jaehyun smirked, aware of the eyes that were on him.

“It’s good to see you, mother.” He asked as he bent down to give his mother a kiss on the cheek.

“It’s good to see you too, especially since you’ve finally gotten rid of that ridiculous pink hair of yours.”

Jaehyun gave an honest laugh in response to his mother’s words.

“Please excuse me for not being able to welcome you myself. I had some business I needed to attend to.”

"Oh no, it’s fine. It gave me a chance to spend some alone time with the lovely Y/N, here.” She responded, gesturing towards me from across the table.

Jaehyun hummed in response, having fixed his gaze onto me.

“Am I to assume that your first meeting was a pleasant one?” He asked, flashing his charming smile.

Though his expression was what one would expect from that of a loving fiancé, I knew the true meaning of his words.

“I’d say it was more than pleasant. Y/N is a well-rounded young lady with the kind of spark you don’t see much of nowadays. I must say I’m a little suspicious.”

“Hm? What on earth do you mean?” Jaehyun asked, keeping his cool.

“You’re not being held hostage are you, dear?” Jessi asked as she turned towards me.

My breathing hitched and I instinctively looked up at Jaehyun who seemed just as surprised by the question as I was.

I opened my mouth to reply but Jessi beat me to the cut.

“I mean how else could you find someone to put up with your snappy temperament,” She snickered.

Several of the table’s occupants, began to laugh awkwardly, Jaehyun and I included.

“As always, mother, your humor is second to none,” Jaehyun said, leaving his mother’s side to take his place at the table.

“And how is my little mouse?” He asked reaching a hand towards mine.

Before I could think better of it, I quickly withdrew my hand from his.

Big mistake.

Realizing what I had done, my eyes flickered between Jessi’s furrowed brows and Jaehyun’s menacing glare.

“Honey, not in front of everyone.” I whined, doing my best to make a cute but bashful expression.

Jaehyun’s threatening stare swiftly turned into one of bewilderment. His eyes only left mine once Jessi began to laugh whole heartedly.

“Oh, you don’t have to act shy in front of me, dear. I know how kids are when they’re engaged,” Jessi insisted.

I smiled at her and looked to Jaehyun who nodded in approval. He held his hand over the lower half of his face to hide the smirk that wouldn’t seem to leave his lips.

<><><>

Dinner lasted around an hour. Jessi took turns asking each of the members questions and simply catching up with one another. I was happy to listen to them all talk about things not having to do with me since it meant less chances for me to mess up. The liquor that lingered in my bloodstream granted me a bit of comfort though it did little to protect me from the unease that came from Jaehyun’s constant stare.

When dinner was finished and everyone was dismissed, I stood up only to be pulled back down by an abrupt hand. I turned towards the hand’s owner.

Jaehyun didn’t say anything. He instead waited for everyone to leave the dining room including the staff whom he waved away.

Once it was just the two of us, Jaehyun stood up, throwing his napkin onto his plate.

“Training starts at 5 a.m. Get there early if you have to, just don’t be late. I don’t think you want to know what will happen if you make me wait.”

He began to walk away from the table, leaving me behind. Once he reached the door, he paused.

“You should wear something blue. The color suits you.”

I stared blankly at the now empty doorframe.

“Something blue?” I echoed, staring down at the baby blue dress.

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ddalgi-yong · 4 years

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Hi! Can I request Taeyong with smut prompts 4+8 (Jaehyun)? Tysm 💚💚

☁︎ 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐈𝐌 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐑𝐘

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"are you ready?!", your boyfriend yelled from downstairs. you yelled back a 'yes!' and took your phone and went to your boyfriend. he looked at you with widened eyes as he saw your very short and a bit revealing outfit.

"you're not going out in that outfit", he blurted out. You just raised an eyebrow and looked up and down on him.

"you look amazing as well, taeyongie", you teased him a bit.

one thing that he hated mostly was not being taking serious. But the problem here was, you actually thought he was joking around. that was why you had been joking around with him.

"i mean it, y/n", he said and it took you a few seconds to realize that he actually meant it serious. "take that shit off and go change to something else."

"you really think i'm gonna change now again? forget that, we're gonna be late. now get out of my way so i can get to the car", you told him and tried to get out of your shared apartment.

"no, y/n. you're going upstairs now and will change to something else that is not that revealing", he said as he held you back from leaving the apartment. his grip on your arm was tight, it even hurt a little after a while.

"i said no, taeyong!", you almost yelled at him. "we don't have the time for that now!"

"i dont fucking care. you're gonna change right now or we're not leaving", he said and gave you the choice. you sighed and nodded.

"i'm going to change", you said, giving up and he softly smiled.

"thank you", he told you and kissed you softly on your lips.

little did he know that you only put something on your actual outfit and that you were going to get them off as soon as you arrived at jaemin's place. everyone was going to be there to celebrate (even though it was a bit late) his birthday.

"i'm going to the bathroom real quick. i'll be back soon!", you said and went upstairs. you went to jaemin's bed room and got your clothes off and smiled as you looked at yourself in the mirror. at this one moment you kind of noticed what taeyong had been trying to tell you. your top was very thin and it was revealing your tummy a bit. your shorts were not that bad, just a bit tight.

yet, you didnt care. you didnt want to let taeyong to control you.

"woah, y/n! i'm sorry, i didnt know you were in here!" jaehyun had entered the bedroom and you startled as you saw your boyfriend's best friend at the doorframe.

"n-no, it's okay", you said and smiled.

"but you look awesome! really! i never thought taeyong would've allowed you to wear something like this in a house full of men", he laughed softly and you shook your head.

"he actually didnt. but i didnt listen. is it too much?", you asked him a bit insecure.

"no! not at all! you look stunning", he said and you smiled brightly.

"thank you, jae", you said and walked to leave the bedroom and go downstairs. you were shaking a little since you were nervous what taeyong was going to say when he saw you wearing exactly what he had told you not to. and that caused you to slip and almost fall down the stairs if it wouldn't have been for jaehyun catching you.

"careful", he said and softly brushed the exposed skin on your tummy.

"thank you", you breathed out and got startled as you heard a loud voice yelling at jaehyun.

"dont fucking touch whats not yours!", your boyfriend yelled angrily. taeyong never had been a person who got angry easily but now he had every reason to get angry. jaehyun let go of you quickly, startled by the sudden outburst of your boyfriend.

"i thought you had changed your clothes?!", he then yelled at you.

"i'm sorry, taeyong... i know i should've listened to you. i'm so sorry. but please let's talk this out later. lets not cause a scene now. we're here to celebrate jaemin's birthday. please", you begged him and he sighed as he looked to the younger who was really overhelmed with the situation.

"yeah... you're right. we'll talk about this later", he said and grabbed your hand.

"sorry jaemin. happy birthday", you said and smiled at the younger boy. he smiled back and you let go of taeyongs hand to hug him.

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you didnt dare to drink any liquor since you knew exactly that taeyong was still mad at you. he would only get more mad if he'd see you drink any alcohol. once it was very late and everyone was either too drunk or too tired, taeyong decided for the both of you that you're leaving. he only gave you the keys for the car since he had drunk a little and didnt trust himself to drive.

"are you mad?", you softly asked him. he didn't answer. you grabbed his hand to softly brushed over the back of his hand.

he just pulled his hand away and ignored you for the whole drive back home.

"i cant believe you just did this today. did you really think i wouldnt get mad?!", he started yelling and you startled as he suddenly started to talk again.

"i'm sorry taeyong. i really am. but it never was my intention to make you mad or disappointed. imagine someone tells you, you cant wear what you feel comfortable in. how would you feel? i just felt comfortable and good in my body and you told me to change? it kind of disappointed me and i wanted to show you that it's okay. but yeah, it backfired. and i'm sorry for that", you apologized.

taeyong seemed to soften a little as you explained yourself.

"i'm sorry, baby. i never wanted to make you feel like that. i guess i got overprotective." he softly put his hands on your cheeks and pressed a soft kiss on your lips. that soft kiss evolved into something deeper and passionate.

his hands softly grabbed your waist and pulled you closer to himself. taeyong knew that you used to have insecurities about your body and yourself. it took you a while until you felt comfortable to show your body to him and even start undressing yourself next to him. he was proud of how much comfortable you had became to him. taeyong was mad as he noticed that he had done the exact opposite of what he had been trying to achieve the last months.

it took him everything to stay soft and make sure you felt content and good. but as he saw you pull off your shirt and he finally saw you in your underwear, his patience was gone.

suddenly, he was rougher. he bit your lip, smiling as he heard you breathe deeply in and out, his hands on your back, trying to open your bra and easily picking you up as he wanted to lie you down on the couch. it was a limited space but he didnt care at all. he just wanted you.

"i love you" he breathed out as he finally was on top of you. he repeated these three words over and over again as he finally thrusted up into you, making you moan out loudly. "i love you so much."

"i love you, too", you groaned out and your nails were scratching up his back as he started to get faster and his thrusts were even rougher than before. it seemed like as if he wanted to let his anger out even though he didn't do it on purpose. as soon as he finally slowed down and finally came, he softly kissed you on your cheek.

"i'm sorry if i was too rough", he mumbled. you only shook your head and smiled up to him.

"it's okay. i'm fine", you said and hugged him tightly, calming down in his arms and his warmth.

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jaehyunspeachparty · 4 years

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daddy jaehyun

iii.xxii. (a)

You were relaxed all day, but at night you somehow develop anxiety. In the beginning, you tried to distract yourself with television, but you couldn't concentrate. It was already 2 in the morning and you hadn't slept for a second. But you want to have energy for your children the next day. For a while you think about writing Jaehyun, but you didn't want to wake him up. But somehow you decide to call him then. "Hey, are you okay?" His voice was still very rough and you could hear that he was just asleep. "Yes ... no ..." And you don't know if it was due to your pregnancy hormones, but you suddenly start crying. "Hey, Y/N ... did something happen?" You could hear that he was much more attentive now. "Nothing, I just don't want to be in the hospital anymore. I can't take this anymore." You keep sobbing and your anxiety is getting worse. "I understand you, but we'll come to you in the morning and then we'll go home." It was so good for you to hear his soft voice and it made you a little calmer. "Jaehyun, I don't want to go to a hospital, ever again." The whole environment made you panic. The devices, the smell, it just reminds you of dark times. "I know, but the next time is the birth and that's a positive thing." But somehow this thought made me even more panicked. You keep crying even more and Jaehyun was desperate. "Y/N, I thought you were looking forward to the twins." "Yes, but I don't want to go to the hospital anymore." The thought alone made you anxious. "I know, I know ..." He tried to calm you down, but you couldn't handle all this anymore. "I want a home birth. I don't want to have the twins in a hospital. I don't want to spend several days in the hospital if I can just be at home. I want Miga and Sunoh to get to know their siblings right away. I love our house, I want to give birth to our children there. " The thought of a home birth made you much calmer. "Is that really a good idea? I mean with twins? And you wouldn't get anything to relieve the pain." Jaehyun sounded worried, but it was already decided for you. "I want a natural birth and the pain is okay as long as I can be at home." "Okay, that's a decision we shouldn’t make in the middle of the night. Let's discuss it again tomorrow. Okay?" You could hear that he was tired and you decide to let him sleep again. You already had now something to do for the night anyway, because you are looking for midwives who helps to with the birth to twins at home.

You could sleep for a few hours, but in the morning, when visitors were allowed again, Jaehyun came with Sunoh and Miga. You were so happy to have them back with you and you just had to wait for the doctors' last visit before you could go home. When the doctors came to you they checked your values, throat and did an ultrasound again. So Sunoh and Miga could see the twins also live. "Are this the babies?", Asked Miga and felt quite comfortable with the doctor, because she leaned against his shoulder. "Yes exactly. Are you looking forward to your new siblings?" He was very nice and was good with her. "Only if they're girls." She grins and leans closer to him. He laughed, but Jaehyun didn't like it so much that Miga was already starting to flirt with other men. He took her and hugged her. "So let the doctor do his job now." She nodded understandably and the gynecologist again put everything aside. "Everything looks good. The twins are fine too." These words were comforting for you and you were glad that everything went well again. After you received the notification that everything was fine, you packed up your things and were glad that you could finally come home. But then a nurse came quickly to your room with a bouquet full of roses. "I'm sorry, they were handed in last night and my colleague may have forgotten to give them to you." She gives you the bouquet and you look at Jaehyun. He never gave you roses because you didn't like them so much. Your favorite flowers were peonies and Jaehyun always gave you a bouquet full of them, always and never different. "They're not from me, I think you know this." Jaehyun's eyes grew dark and he put Miga down to come to you. You discover that there is a card between the flowers. Immediately you take it in your hand and put the roses aside. "Get well soon, xx Matthew," you read and your heart rate continued to rise. You look at Jaehyun in panic and don't know how to react. Jaehyun immediately snatched the card from your hand and read it too. "He was here." It was the first time that you were really afraid. "Let's go. Quick." Jaehyun took your things and Sunoh while you go with Miga by the hand.

"Please think about it. You could lose your job." Jaehyun no longer heard her words but pulled his cap and mask over. "Please don't do it." Eunbi pleaded with him, but Jaehyun was too angry. He decided to do it, he did it for you, for his daughter. Matthew couldn't get away with it, he had to pay. Determined he went into the house and knocked on a random door. A drunk student, with soju still in hand, opened and laughed. "Where's Matthew?" Jaehyun asked quickly. "Yooo, Matthew is suddenly gone. We wanted to have a drink, but he still had something to do." The student could hardly hold himself anymore. Jaehyun sighed and quickly left the house. He ran back into the car and took a deep breath. Eunbi looked at him horrified and didn't know what to say. "He was not there." Jaehyun looked into the void and Eunbi breathed a sigh of relief. And slowly he came back to reality and realized what he almost did.

He was at the hospital at that moment and handed over the flowers to the hospital. If he had known ... Jaehyun couldn't even imagine what he would have done. "Y/N, do you still want a home birth?" As Jaehyun drives you all home, he suddenly came up with the topic again. You put your hands on your stomach and smile. "Yes. I don't want to go to the hospital anymore. I panic all the time and I don't want to give birth to my babies under stress." You stroke your stomach and enjoy that you are finally back with your family. "Let's do that. Let's get the babies at home." He smiled and you knew he agreed more with it for fear of you, but you were happy.

When you were home, you were tired because you couldn't sleep in the hospital all night. So you go into the bedroom and see a little mess. "Sorry, I haven't managed to clean up yet." Jaehyun quickly cleared the children's clothing from the bed and Miga immediately climbed in and lay down. "Ohh, did the kids sleep with you in bed the night?" You grin and go to bed with Sunoh too. "Yes, I didn't want to be alone." Jaehyun sighed and also lay down to you. You had to laugh because Jaehyun had never done that before. "Can we let the kids sleep here the night too?" You look up at him and put your hands on your stomach. "Yes, but only this night."

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cosmiclatte28 · 4 years

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TEMPO (racer reader x sehun, nct, exo) #3

Hi you made it this far...

read the previous chapters here 1 / 2

Meanwhile..

“Yes Kai! It’s a big win tonight. Come on let’s party. Drinks are on Kai tonight!” Baekhyun cheers loudly when Kai returns to them with the money.

“Easy game tonight?” Lay speaks up.

Kai ponders for a moment “It’s a rough game.. I’m surprised by the 127 racer. It’s a girl right? I saw her small body .. I must say she’s a tough one. Though I managed to kick her and made her lost her balance. She fell right before the finish line.”

“Not really a gentleman are you?” Chanyeol teases him. “Anyways it’s a competition. Someone’s bound to win and someone’s bound to lose. Tonight the spotlight is yours! Shall we party?”

Kai, Chanyeol, Baekhyun, Lay, and the others made their way to the nearest bar to celebrate Kai’s first win in the new cage.

“I think I saw Sehun earlier.. he has changed! He goes to street racing now.. what is he doing..” Lay blurts out when they finished several bottles down.

“Oh right! You saw him too? I thought I was seeing things.” Kai abruptly sit up straight.

“Maybe it’s someone like Sehun. I don’t think this place is his style.” Baekhyun cuts the wild imaginations and the two men seem to agree they’re just seeing things.

Kai becomes the new star player after (y/n). Because (y/n) is in hiatus.. Kai actually dominates the track. Yuta does beat him in most of the races, but in other programs where Yuta did not sign up, Kai is the favorite player.

Apparently for Kai, the competitors here are too easy for him. He is looking for that one player. The mysterious girl he knocked off on his first race. He knows she’s not playing probably because of what he did, but Kai has never seen her properly. Let alone know her name or status here. Funny how deep in his heart he feels bad whenever he remembers the scene. Kai knows it’s coward for him to kick a girl opponent.. and most importantly she looks smaller than the other players.

After finishing his race, he walks to Kris who acts as his manager and asks “Hyung. Do you know where is the 127 girl that I beat on my first race here?”

“Oh that girl.. she’s on break. Her left hand is fractured.. she’s actually the ace player here before you come.”

“Whose team is she in?” Kai looks around the crowd.

“I’m pretty sure that young boys.. over there.. sharp gazes tight pants leather jackets.. pink and purple hair” Kris points to Taeyong and Jaehyun.

“Wait.. I know them..” Kai puts his vision to the small group. He knows the other two.. it’s Johnny and Yuta.

“Apparently the brunette boy is also their racer for the short track program. He beats you several time right?” Kris shifts his gaze to the small team too.

Kai nods “Yeah. Yuta is a tough racer. Where is their ace.. shouldn’t she come and watch?”

Kris shrugs his shoulder “I don’t know Kai.. anyways I see Sehun was with them on that day.”

Kai freezes in his place. So he and Lay were not seeing things. Sehun was there on that day. Hmm funny how the world makes them see each other again.

“I’m curious. What makes a boy like Sehun jumps into this muddy lifestyle.” Kai grins slyly.

That keeps on going on until one day.. (y/n) is back on track. Kai has his golden opportunity to talk with her and ask her some more about herself. She welcomes him nicely.. without realizing Kai is actually an enemy of Sehun.. the man she starts to grow fond with.

“You’re too young to be here.” Kai puts on his favorite boy mask. I mean he’s a homme fatale. Of course girls will get head over heels for him… and this cute racer in front of him catches his attention since day one.

“That’s what people will always say as their first impression. I’m seventeen. Legal to drive.” She proudly smirks.

Kai chuckles “Let’s make a deal.”

“What deal? I’m on for challenges.” She arrogantly folds her hand on her chest.

It’s been a while since someone dares to challenge and mess up with her.. people all stop challenging her when they know the real color of this cute girl. Plus Kai looks tempting and nice.

“We play fair and square tonight. If you win I’ll let you do what you want.. if I win.. you’ll do what I want you to do.” Kai raises his brow.

“Does that means you’re ready to be my personal butler? I really need one right now and you look perfect!” She puts on her cat eyes. Kai definitely curses in his heart when he melts at those eyes.

He sighs. Of course her bets will be something silly like this.. she’s seventeen after all. What do you expect Kai.

He sighs “Okay. And if I win.. you’ll do what I want. I’ll think about it later.”

“Don’t bother thinking. You’ll be my butler! For a whole month! Be prepared Kai.” She playfully pinches his cheek and walks away to Sehun. Kai’s eyes follow her and he smiles in secret when he sees Sehun.

Old friend he missed. Is there any way to annoy him again? Maybe by winning the race and force her to be his girl? Or just by losing and being her personal butler. That means Kai will have more time with her than Sehun did right? And with his skills he can make sure Sehun knows about it and gets jealous.

Kai laughs hysterically to himself and make his way to his team. He told them to bet low on him, tonight he has a plan. The whole team just follow his words. They know Kai is probably up for a silly business deals he made for fun.

The race starts, after a secret goodluck kiss from Sehun, (y/n) sits on her bike and glances at Kai. She growls her engine and winks when the MC queue the count down. The number hits one and they all push their gas to the limit.

Tonight marks the first return of the Ace Queen (y/n) and she lives to her name. The money tonight is a huge amount, people are excited seeing Kai and (y/n) in the race together once again.. the fact that she wins brings her over the moon, not because of the money, but the silly deal she made with Kai.

She quickly slips away when no one is watching and Kai sees her move, so he swiftly make his way too. The two meet again on the same quiet spot they talked earlier.

“Congratulations Ace! You really played nice today. I’m sad yet honored to lose before you.” Kai jokingly gets down on one of his knee and looks deep into her eyes.

She blushes from the intense stare. Kai is really attractive and cool. Different from Sehun who makes her feel comfortable, she feels a burning desire in her heart and turning stomach whenever Kai throws her that smoldering look.

“Okay Kai! You’re officially my butler for one month! Give me your number.”

“Eager are we? Smooth way to get my number.” Kai winks.

“Not that! I need your number to call you if I need anything.” Kai inputs his number to her phone and place it under the name Kai, “Perfect! Now get ready to answer my calls in random times. We should meet to make more agreements. I don’t want my butler to be lazy and a handful.”

Kai begins to regret his choice. If she’s only bossing over him, where’s the fun? But he’ll see how this go.

“Alright Kai oppa.. see you!” she waves her hand and jogs to her team.

Kai happily descends to his friends and acts like nothing happens.

(y/n) keeps the deal in secret. The whole world knows if Jaehyun heard this, he won’t allow his sister to have a butler like Kai. Come on people like Jaehyun knows how dangerous Kai and his populations are. So she keeps it low to herself.

(y/n) POV

I return to my small apartment alone. My friends live in another floor, but I have a small studio for myself. Maybe because I enjoy living alone with my mess. Oh yeah Jaehyun has been lecturing me about cleaning my room, but I’m a busy girl. I have no time to clean my mess. Morning until noon I study at school, then I have a lesson date with Sehun (since he treated me every time.. I cannot turn the offer down.. it’s a good way to save money) then at night I have to study for my tests and do my works just to make it in time to race the night and earn my money. Then I will go home, smoke a bit, and sleep my 6 hours sleep and wake up and repeat the cycle. Except some days I don’t race.

So having Kai as my butler.. means a free house cleaner, chef, and laundry man.

I welcome him on a peaceful Monday night. He shows up by 7 and we agree on our rules.

“No feelings attached… no complaining… no sleeping in my room… and no inappropriate acts.”

He easily agrees and I told him he will have to help me for my cleaning, laundry, and maybe cooking. But turns out he can’t cook, so I have to cook by myself to avoid food poisoning.

“(Y/n) I swear.. your room is super unlike you. How can a cute girl like you live in this dirty room?!” Kai is shocked when he needs to start cleaning.

I shrug my shoulder as I pick one stick of cigarette and lights it up “I’m busy.. and I have not enough time to clean up.”

Kai stops his activity of vacuuming when he sees me blows a smoke “You.. you even smoke!”

I Roll my eyes “Like you yourself don’t… come on Kai.. you’re not my boyfriend or my father.. don’t lecture me.”

“I mean.. I did not expect anything like this coming from you..” He continues vacuuming.

I grin “Nice. That means you will not try to win my heart. A good sign.. I can sleep peacefully without worrying you will take the chance to fuck me.”

Kai smirks “Be careful.. I never said I don’t like girls like that.. besides these things might have turned me on.”

I Hit his back “Cut it off. There’s more to do.”

After vacuuming the floors, he cleans up the cigarette buds while wondering “Do you really finish this much? It’s like two box worth of buds..”

“No.. my brother and his friends sometimes come here.. they smoke too.. plus my friends.. everyone leaves their buds here.. so don’t think I’m that maniac. I have to live a week with this one box.. my money is limited to number of races I won remember?”

Kai seems to get it now.. that I am living half independently. My parents are still funding my tuition fees and apartment rental costs, but for my exclusives I have to earn my own money.

“Why don’t you share a room with your brother? I heard he’s a tidy guy.” Kai actually knows Jaehyun and the others: they were once on the same dance group, but Kai left to focus on his racing more.

“Seriously.. they share a house for 4 people. I have no more space. And I am not living with those loud boys. I mean I also can’t live peacefully seeing Taeyong’s handsome face.. Yuta’s smile and Johnny’s attention. I’ll fail all my tests and make it awkward. “

Kai laughs at my tacky remarks. But deep inside his heart, Kai finds this small girl interesting and challenging.

They talk more and laugh about many different things. She told Kai that for the laundry, she has separated the piles of the private ones and the ones he can clean. She told him which basket he has to take for laundry, the soap and softener she likes, and Kai notes how adorable she is when she gets happy over small things : like the smell of her softener.

“Which floor is it again?”

“Fifth floor. Now go. I’ll cook us some ramyeon. I’m sure you’re hungry.. besides you did quite well.”

Kai finds her unique and adorable rather than annoying. He sees her as the living proof of younger sister he had always imagined. Cute but at the same time sassy and playful.

After an hour, he returns with a pile of clean and fresh laundry. She also finishes cooking the meal and welcomes Kai to sit across her.

“Thanks! I thought you’ll let me eat on the floor.”

she laughs “Aigo.. I’m not that mean. Let’s eat.”

They dig in and afterwards the clock shows it’s already 9.30. Kai knows the rule, he got to go home. That’s the manners. She offers him a cigarette and he accepts it. With that one lighted bar, Kai goes home with a warm heart and big smile.

ON the other hand, (y/n) is busy replying the texts Sehun sent but she did not reply before.

Chapter 4

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aala-13jellychocolate · 4 years

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THEY NEVER KNOW (Chapter Nineteen)

This GIF is not mine……

Author’s note: This is my first time writing, so I hope you all will forgive my mistake and grammar too. I’m hoping for comments on my writing. Thank you…

This story has taken little inspiration from Sehun web story “ Dokgo Rewind”.

I’m sorry, yesterday tumblr was not working, hence I couldn’t update sorry.

Summary, One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven(M), Eight, Nine, Ten, Eleven, Twelve, Thirteen, Fourteen, Fifteen, Sixteen, Seventeen, Eighteen

-Sehun pov-

Things were out of my hand. On my way to find my brother's killer, and I caught up with Choi gang. How? Jinwoo trapped by Junsu.

Jinwoo on his way back to my place after accepting Wang's leader another letter for me. Junsu somehow manages to convince Woo-Shik(Choi gang leader.) that Jinwoo has stolen their new drugs package. And asshole brings 10 of his members to hurt Jinwoo. Taeyong has reached to help Jinwoo. And Yuna informs me. It won't be a big deal, but they were actually waiting for me, why? Y/n comes up. How? Junsu knows about My/Sehyun and her relationship. And he challenges Woo-Shik to win Y/n, to be specific for one night. And I've learned, asshole doesn't play by rules. The good thing about Jaehyun, he never touches women without their full consent. He flirts, intimate but never go too further. And I think Wang leader is also the same. While Woo-Shik already has many harassment and three molestation cases too. He is an authentic evil. Y/n need to stay protected, I'll do it. If I'm not wrong, if Woo-Shik cannot get hold on Y/n, he would try to go after Yuna. I have to make sure Yuna also have someone around all the time. Or I have to convince Y/n, and Yuna stays together most of the time. It will be easy to protect also save time and energy for me, Teayong and Jinwoo.

I cannot neglect, it would be challenging when jealousy is involved. Y/n is jealous of Yuna for some unknown reason. Or maybe because I was Sehyun for her, for a while, and another girl has my attention bothered her. And sensing Yuna's current loving behavior toward me, she is also the jealousy of my attention to Y/n. Did I mention I miss my brother again because I want to run away from this situation? If not, I DO MISS HIM LIKE HELL.

Back to the point, when Yuna called me about Jinwoo, Y/n saw demon through my eyes. I ask her to come with me, know a bit whatever I and my brother associated with, where unintentionally she is also involved. I was frightened. There will be a fight for sure, bloody too. I'm sure Y/n has never seen any fight. I hope after seeing she don't be fearful of me. It is the last thing I need after her hatred.

However, I was hoping to find anything on Jaehyun. Or something related to Wang leader. I sigh and suddenly notice Y/n was staring at me. I give her 'What' look.

"You know this car is a gift from my parents. I didn't say, but I love my car." I nod.

She huff and said, "Then DIRVE SLOW. If anything happens, small or big, I'll kill you." I have to admit. I'm fearful of her. I begin to drive slow; then we stay in silence.

I park her car far away from my place. We got down of the car, start walking toward my home. Y/N stop and ask, "The guys we are meeting killed Sehyun?" I can hear angry and agony in her voice. "I don't know, nothing is clear," I answer her truthfully.

"What's up with these people?"

I sigh, "Y/n, these people are connected." I smile and continue, "This gang leader may know about Sehyun case. No guarantee. We're here because they have Jinwoo." She nod.

I reassure her, "Y/n whatever occurs trust me, you will be safe. I won't let any harm to you, ever." She gives me a sarcastic chuckle, "I know. Let's go." I wasn't able to say anything. We started walking toward the meeting point. In the halfway, I hold her hand in mine. Before she starts her protest, I said, "You are my girlfriend. Please just follow the act." She is mad, she tries squeezes my hand, tightly to hurt me. I wanted to laugh. How should I tell her, her soft hand cannot hurt me? Her every and very small act make my heartbeat fast. She continues trying to hurt me as we walk. While I hold hand with affection.

We reach the destination and my luxuriate feeling dies, seeing Jinwoo in knees, near some black car, beaten. Taeyong continues protecting Yuna with the teaser, who was trying to touch her. My blood boils, if I wasn't holding Y/n hand, I would have attacks second I saw it.

Woo-Shik sees me from inside of his car. As he comes out, everyone gets alert. Taeyong and Yuna coming rush to me. I didn't utter a word. Yuna understands my silent question and tells me she is okay. Taeyong nod. Jinwoo gets up and walks toward me. I let go Y/n hand, look at her, and smile. She looks confused. I turn toward Jinwoo, reaching to him, I exams his body a bit. Taeyong comes and takes him where Y/n and Yuna was standing. He makes Jinwoo sit on the ground. Yuna sits beside him too. Taeyong was coming to help me, I silently tell him no with eye contact. He gets it. Y/n was chaotic.

I turn back to Woo-Shik, he comes closer along with his company and smirks while saying, "Sehyun, long time." He looks toward Y/n "You have an attractive girl, I have to admit." Shamelessly staring at her, "So, here is a deal. Give me your girl for a week and I will forgive you and your friends for my drugs." I keep calm with a blank face. I was aching to rip off his tongue for asking Y/n like property, however, my angry won't do any good. He looks here and there, and snickers, "I know, I said one night, but look at her. I need at least a week to completely know her." People behind him were silently smirking. Like dog waits for his owner to complete meat and pass reaming born of it.

I took a deep breath, firm and gentle voice I said, "If I say no?" Woo-Shik smirk, go to his car, sit on the car hood, and orders to fight. Now I smirk, they don't know what is going to happen once the fight starts.

-Y/N P.O.V-

You don't know why, but your heart was beating fast as something unpleasant will happen. And way the Sehun was driving, your fear was increasing. You don't have any will to die with a car accident, it made you scold Sehun a little.

When Sehun holds your hands, you feel annoyance. His hand hold was like Sehyun, only Sehun's hand skin was rough. Not wanting to go back again, there. You clutch his hand tightly, to show your irritation with his touch. He didn't even flinch. It didn't pester, it was playful maybe. You keep trying hard to hurt him while walking, like a child trying to build a card house when wind continuously blows.

You feel the change in Sehun's hold. It was gentle but reserved. You look up and see where you are. Yuna comes stands next to you. She gives you one, unsmiling look. Sehun let go of your hand. Surprisingly, you feel the loss of warmth, you were enjoying it.

Everything was confusing for you, and when the guy in brown start talking, you felt nausea. You didn't know if he was talking about you or Yuna. You know the fight will start, you have heard about it a lot Sehun's fighting skill too. But you never thought it would be like this.

It was hard for you to keep track, whose hand was moving, whose leg was. But Sehun was able to. You were okay until you saw a baseball bat, chains, and things you cannot name. Soon you saw blood. Sehun takes something metal thing from someone's hand and punches on his chest, maybe near to his chest, you don't know, but he fell on the ground in the worst pain and scream. Then a guy with the twisted wrist falls near your leg. You couldn't move, he was crying in extreme pain. Taeyong, push him away from you, harshly. Your eye widened, fear, hard to breathe, heartbeats faster, and numb. You can only see blood and scream and hitting noise. Everything makes you remember Sehyun, you image his scream while getting beaten. You can imagine his pain, screams, blood. He was killed mercilessly. You couldn't see anymore, your eye was blurred with tears. Before you can forget the real world and see more pain, Taeyoung stands in front of you, blocking sight. "Hey, look at me. It is okay." He keeps calling you. You may not able to see but you can hear everything, clearly. Your mind was imagining Sehyun, while it makes you remember Sehun. You try to ask Taeyoung to go and help Sehun, he is outnumbered, but words didn't come out of your numb frame. Your heart breaks thinking something will happen to Sehun too. You will lose him too. You wanted to know why, what, and how are things happen, you were losing your small world.

You want to deny your feeling. You want to lose your memory and have a new start. A new world, where there is no pain of losing people you love. Your phone was vibrating in your jeans pocket. With your numb hand, you take it out. Myung was calling, you couldn't pick up knowing your surrounding and your lost voice. You got a few notification asking, 'where are you?' and 'call back.' You have no idea how long you been staring at your phone. You look up when Yuna call Sehun loudly. And he was coming toward you.

-Sehun pov-

It got over sooner then I thought. Woo-Shik sneaks out while I was busy with others. I want him that most, he was my answer key but next time. I had a small cut near my stomach and arm due to shape knuckles besides that I prefect. I called Taeyoung to drop them in the hospital. I'm not a killer however I can kill if I want. I kept two of them in condition to drive. After helping Taeyoung put people in the car carefully; finally, I turn toward Y/n. I didn't look at her during the whole fight, not wanting the distraction. She was standing still with tears. While Yuna helps Jinwoo to get up from the ground. Me and Taeyoung go to them, I asked, if they are okay or not. I order them to go to my place and do necessity, I will be there in a while.

Y/n was looking at me whole while with widen eyes. I stand in front of her, two-steps away. I didn't speak to her, keep looking at my friends walking away. When I ensure they are okay and no one else is there seeking at us. I called Y/n. She didn't utter a word, keep looking at me from up to down. "I'm not going to hurt you. Don't be scared of me. Please." She was still. With all my courage inside me, I hug her. I know, she doesn't like me touching her. But she was shocked. To my surprise, she hugs me back after a few seconds. I can feel her getting better in my arms, warm feeling pass to my blood. She is not afraid of me. I pull her closer, she didn't protest. After a while, she utter, "Are you okay?" I assure her, I'm fine. She goes out of the hug. I thought maybe we will be friendly for now, but no, "Don't think too much out of my concern. I was worried for Sehyun's brother, not you." My heartbreak with her words, but I smile with a nod. We stand silently, for a while until we both got control. She starts walking toward, my place. I look at her in confusion. Before I could ask, she speaks, "I don't want to stay alone. I will sleep in the Sehyun bed." We silently reach to my place. She didn't utter a word went to my and Sehyun's room without looking at my friends, like she owns this place. Taeyoung and Yuna's face turns sour while Jinwoo was lying on my sofa. I clean up his treated his wounds properly. I took a detail of Woo-Shik, what he said when he cames and stuff. Ask Jinwoo to rest properly and avoiding to talk about Y/n which my other two friends wanted. I clean up my wound while Taeyoung sets up a bed for everyone.

I went to my room, to change my clothes. Y/n seems to use my bathroom without asking. She was wearing my brother's hoodies and my sweatpants without asking. Eating my pack of chips, on my bed without asking. She sees me and casually says, "You sleep upper bed, I will sleep in down one." She keeps her half-eaten snacks on the table, drinks water, goes to bed, and orders, "Off the light." I was at the door speechless. I don't remember allowing her to use my house and things like hers. If Yuna has behaved like this I had scolded her but I didn't know what should say to Y/n. The person I love plus my brother's girlfriend. I was busy in my thoughts, she called me again, "Sehun change, turn off the light and sleep. Aren't you tired?" I nod. After taking a shower, gone to bed, and slept.

Next morning, I feel good after a healthy and peaceful sleep. It was 9 am, I get down from the upper bed and see Y/n was still sleeping. I thought of waking her up, however, hearing her soft snore, I let her sleep.

When I go down, my friends were up and breakfast was also there. After breakfast, we start our discussion. Jiwoo was good, he didn't have anything major. I warn them for not starting the topic of Y/n's behavior. As per the condition, it was right to stay together. If Woo-Shik wouldn't have run away, we could have avoided it. Yuna was ready but seeing Y/n's unpredictable behavior, I don't know how to tell her; from today onward, me and my friends will be with her 24/7 when she couldn't bear me even for 24 seconds.

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hybristique-a · 4 years

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* / 𝖈𝖚𝖗𝖗𝖊𝖓𝖙 𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖓𝖊𝖈𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓𝖘 ; 𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠…

just a lil post with all the things i have plotted out so far !! 🥺💖

HAE, ISAAC : ex lovers, blackmailing.

haneul found out that isaac tries to hide his sexuality ( only his close friends know he’s gay ) so naturally he tried to woo isaac & made him think he was in love with him ( ask him out on dates, surprise him with flowers & random expensive gifts, pick him up from dance practice, & tell him sweet nothings 💘 )

so when isaac finally caved, haneul did a full 180 & got them on camera doing the dirty ( 😳 ) & basically is now blackmailing isaac into doing whatever haneul wants or else he’ll leak the sex tape

HWANG, MIYOUNG : childhood friends.

miyoung, haneul, & liam were childhood friends !! when alex said “ in this house we love snakes who care abt the ppl who are basically enabling their toxic behaviour 🥺💞🥺💞🥺💞🥺💞🥺 ” yeah 🤧

basically they’ve been friends for so long that miyoung kinda accepts the fact that he isn’t a good person ??

he’s gotten so used to having her around that he couldn’t ever imagine doing her dirty !! in fact he’d lowkey die for her like if anyone even looks at her the wrong way he’s ready to bark at them like a feral little dog

also her @ him FHSDJFDFKD 💖

KANG, ACE : unrequited love, enemies.

omg okay so haneul has a fragile ego right !!

back when he was liams personal assistant he had a crush on ace / thought he was really cute 🥺 so when haneul caught the two of them together .. he was punching air like he had to go home & throw a vase against the wall really quickly .. FHDDKFJDKS

basically he never got over the humiliation of liam ( once again ) being better than him & kinda like really dislikes ace because he didn’t pick haneul instead

( which obviously ace didn’t even know haneul liked him but still . he shouldn’t have slept w/ liam like that when his personal assistant literally looks like jaehyun like what the hell .. KFHJDKFGJFKDFGF )

KIM, IVY : unrequited, fwb.

plot 003 on dante’s plot page for ivy !!

“ i confessed i might be in love with and you said you weren’t interested in dating me because we’re just friends and i’m getting over that heartbreak but you show up on my doorstep and kiss me and we end up in bed and in the morning you tell me this was a mistake and before i can stop you, you leave. you show up again. lather rinse repeat. it’s not good for either of us but we keep doing it. ”

haneul is toxic we been realizing that 👁👄👁 😔

PARK, NICO : tba 💘

RYUK, SUNHEE : soft spot.

ohhh okay so !! haneul was planning on using her & basically throw her away as soon as he was done with her ??

but then he actually grew to care about her 🥺 so when her parents got a divorce + her mother’s brand crashed on the stock market his mind screamed at him to be mean & let her go but he couldn’t .. so basically he stayed by her side / is kinda vv scared bc he never felt that type of fondness for another person before ??

SHIN, LAUREN : on good terms ( thank you grandpa shin ).

haneul was planning on pushing laurens limits, kinda like seeing how far he could go in order to finally have her cuss him out or something 😔💔 but when he realized she’s a real life angel & doesn’t get upset about anything ever he was ready to just Poof

but then she introduced him to her grandpa 🥺

that man is ruthless & awful & has a lot of power so haneul was like .. oh .. would you look at that .. finally someone to look up to 🙈

ugh he loves spending time w/ her grandfather like if he could become the heir of that business he would <33 haneuls currently hatching out a plan to make him disown lauren & give the company to him instead DHJSDFJDFKD

SONG, ALEC : on bad terms, dislike.

haneul is an asshole & didn’t like the idea of liam finding happiness with someone & being in a good relationship ?? so he would openly disapprove of alec, kinda like planting the seed for their breakup & constantly changing the narrative in order to make liam question the relationship until it all blew up & they broke things off

maybe he did it for miyoung too .. KFJDKSDGJKFD

YU, MOON : the brother’s best friend trope.

whenever haneul ( & probably miyoung too ) had sleepovers at liams place, he would sneak out of his room when his friends were passed out in order to see if moon was still awake

there he would basically spend the night in his bed instead if you catch my drift KFJDFJDFKD & kinda like have this secret thing going on !!

like in the morning haneul would always pretend moon was just liams annoying little brother, but he truly !! is kinda fond on moon in a way 🥺 but it was also one of those things where haneul realized well enough it couldn’t lead to anything more

also haneul will most likely exploit the current situation to get closer to moon & pretend to care about him more than he does ! just so he can get praised as one of the people who helped liams little brother through a rough time 🙈

#remember how i said haneul has loose morals in his intro .. yea .. KFHDJSKFGJFDKFDSQ #if i need to change things / describe things differently lmk though !!!#also this will be updated frequently i'll link this post on my blog 🥺💖

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stoopsbookstore · 5 years

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Kinktober Day 6 (10/06/2019)

Kinks - Pecattiphilia (fetish for sinning and breaking religious rules) & Exhibitionism (fetish for performing sexual acts or being naked in front of others)

Warning - Minor Character Death, Blood warning, Part 3 of the Demon!Taeil series

"I think I've been possessed."

Taeil looked at the gentleman in front of him, his body drenched in sweat as pain overcome his body like lava was in his veins.

"I'm in so much pain being in here right now, but I figured it was worth the agony if I was about to talk to you," Taeil keeled over, his face unseen by the pastor, who showed sympathy from Taeil by placing his hand on the young male's shoulder.

"Dear son, you'll need to be exorcised, cleanse yourself, but we must make sure," the pastor removed his hand from Taeil, walking over to a small ornate bowl holding some holy water.

The pastor filled up a cup with the special liquid, turning to Taeil not on the front row, an empty church presenting itself to the godly man.

"Son? Are you still there?" An echo in the spacious area, a tap on the pastor's shoulder startling him, spinning around to a red-eyed Taeil and a slit throat.

"You poor, naive bastard. Believing every sad soul you see, you can save," Taeil licked the blood off his knife, tucking back in his pocket, all the lights in the church going out.

Taeil took his phone out of his pocket, texting Y/N, asking to facetime. His eyes going back to normal, the line rang three times until Taeil was met with Y/N's voice.

"Hey you, what's up?"

"Nothing much, just walking around town. I found this cool church, would you like to meet me here?"

"Is this going to be another late night haunted house situation where all the other guys come and Chenle almost gets his foot cut off?"

"I was thinking more of a 'fuck you on the preacher stand' if that's okay with you," Taeil flashed his signature smile, Y/N's laughter heard from the speaker, "it's been a month since we last slept together."

"And? That is breaking like every sin in the bible."

"Good."

"Can't you just come over?"

"What's fun about missionary in a bed? Isn't Rena home?"

Y/N sighed. Taeil was right, her roommate was home and they couldn't do much with her there and interrupting them.

"Just send me your address and I'll be there as soon as I can."

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Twenty minutes later, Y/N met Taeil, her purposely short and low-cut dress was covered by a cardigan, Taeil whispering as he walked up to her.

"Hey miss," Taeil circled Y/N, his hand playing with the hem of her skirt, "could you tell me where my friend is? She's beautiful, her body is amazing and her mouth is to die for."

Y/N playfully shoved Taeil, "I could ask the same about you, Mr. Insatiable Sex Drive."

"What can I say?" Taeil grabbed Y/N's arm, pulling her to the preacher's stand, the only light source dim candles around them, "you awakened something inside me."

Taeil sat on the stool behind the podium, palming at his pants, keeping track of Y/N walking, staring at the candles and admiring the stained glass artwork.

"I've always thought stained glass were beautiful pieces, they're stunning in the morning."

"I think I'm looking at the most beautiful piece right now," Taeil signaled for Y/N to come over to him, the girl walking over him, gliding her hands over the prominent bulge.

"Oh yeah?" Y/N leans in for a kiss, Taeil happily obligating, "tell me more."

"Her eyes are the brightest you've ever seen. The color memorizing," Taeil stood up, switching spots with Y/N.

"Her skin, flawless no matter what tries to ruin it," Taeil took Y/N's cardigan, throwing it on one of the pews, moving the straps of the dress to trace his lips down her shoulders.

"Open or closed, her smile puts all the models and Instagram whores in the world to shame," his voice going deeper, Taeil's hands cupping Y/N's breasts, "look out to the pews. Imagine all of the seats filled, all of those Jesus heads staring at the sinful display, my cock in you."

"Oh my God, Taeil, keep going," Y/N shut her eyes, Taeil reaching between her legs with one of his hands, his eyes going red.

"Let me move this podium, princess, show all of our friends," Taeil took his hands away, moving the obstruction, Y/N opening her eyes, seeing some of Taeil's friends sitting in the pews.

"Is tha-" Y/N's words were cut off by Taeil, kneeling in front of her, burying his face into her panties.

"Johnny, Doyoung, Taeyong, Jaehyun, Kun, Ten, even a few of your friends, Joshua, Jun, Seonghwa and finally, that pest, Yuta. Always all over you," Taeil started to eat Y/N out through the fabric, nipping and licking the barrier, "I know how much you love having an audience."

Taeil took off his shirt, revealing a dried pentagram he drew using the blood of the pastor, guiding Y/N to the center of the pastor stand.

"Y/N, lay down," Taeil gently commanded her, his seductress jokingly getting on all fours, wiggling her ass while turning to get on her back, Taeil spanking her, "beautiful, naughty goddess, all mine. I changed my mind, don't lay down, get up on your knees."

Y/N felt Taeil unzipping her dress, helping her to her knees, Y/N shimmying out of the dress, leaving her in her bra and panties in front of the crowd.

"You love the thrill of being watched, in the house of God," Taeil growled in Y/N's ear, Y/N moaning as the people in the pews started feeling their pants grow uncomfortable, "they're all aware, they even came willingly. Would you believe people are actually attracted to the dark, the taboo, the unusual?"

Y/N listened to Taeil whisper in her ears, Taeil smearing a liquid on her stomach, his clean hand making its way up to Y/N's neck.

"I know you know I'm not a human anymore, Y/N and yet you stay," Taeil's hand tightened on Y/N's neck, "is it the danger of knowing what I'm capable of?"

Y/N shook her head, the wetness in her panties getting uncomfortable, tubbing her thighs together in a vain attempt to satisfy a little bit of the discomfort, Taeil spreading her legs apart.

"What is that then," Taeil pulled Y/N closer to him, his chest fully flushed to her back, his pants at his ankles as he rubbed his cock inbetween Y/N's thighs, "is it the power that I have? The protection of having a demon on your side?"

Y/N sighed in content as Taeil found his answer.

"I'll always be here for you, my princess," Taeil turned Y/N's face to kiss her, "I won't ever leave. How long have you known?"

"Last time we were together, at the club," Y/N dreamily smiled, thinking about the moment, "when you shot that one guy, he was clearly a demon. Something had to have happened to you, you normally would've tried to talk the guy down before even thinking about harming him."

Y/N reached behind her to put her arm around Taeil's neck, the demon making some sort of noise in acknowledgement.

"So a month. When were you going to tell me?" Taeil began to prep Y/N, his fingers penetrating her as her squeal filled the church, half of the audience staring while the other had started to play with themselves.

"I was waiting for you to tell me," Y/N giggled, Taeil, in a rare soft moment, nuzzling into her neck, "it was your secret, you would've shared it with me when you felt comfortable."

Taeil finally pushed into Y/N, a lengthy groan coming out of him and out of Y/N, a high-pitched moan.

"You always feel so good, whether it's my fingers or cock," Taeil begun to hump Y/N, thrusting at an angle that drove her insane right away, "the best I've ever had in 25 years."

Y/N looked out the pews, all of the boys now masturbating as Taeil fucked her, Johnny focused on pumping his cock, Kun watching Taeil's thrusts go in and out of Y/N, Ten arched up into his hand.

"Fuck, Il-ie," Y/N dugged her nails into Taeil's thighs, an intense feeling going through her, "keep going, push me as far as you can."

Taeil grunted, pulling out of her as she quietly whimpered at the loss. Taeil kicked off his pants and disappeared, leaving Y/N alone in front of their 'fans.'

Taeil came back after a few minutes, blood coating his arms as he brought out the pastor he killed earlier.

"You want me to go rough, Y/N?" Taeil looked at Y/N, her reaction indiscernible as he gently angled her chin up, "If you don't want me to do so, tell me now. I don't want you to regret anything past this point."

Y/N eyed the corpse, the shock of seeing Taeil covered in blood, the pentagram now dripping, wearing off as she stood up, unclipping her bra and dropping it to the side. Walking to Taeil, she gave him a sensitive kiss.

"Do whatever you want."

Taeil's eyes went full blood red, the pupils gone as he picked Y/N up like a feather, kissing her breasts and using the blood to draw a circle on her chest.

"This is your last chance, princess," Taeil asked a final time, Y/N's arms limp around his shoulders, looking for sign of hesitation, "will you be okay?"

"Yes."

Taeil finished the pentagram, an upside down star, as Y/N felt a sense of protection over her body. Taeil again penetrated Y/N, the boys in the crowd watching as Taeil begun to bounce Y/N in his arms, her ass on full display.

"No one will ever fuck with you again," Taeil began to chant, keeping his face in Y/N's breasts, singing praising of her as her moans became squeals and screams, the members of the audience starting to make a mess of themselves, Yuta being the first to orgasm, "I'm gonna make your mine."

"Taeil, make me yours, I'm all yours," Y/N whispered in the demon's ear, her hand tagging at his hair, "I don't want to be with anyone else other than you."

"You're stuck with me," a breathy laugh coming from Taeil, "we belong to each other now."

Y/N's eyes were shut again, her orgasm erupting from her as Taeil continued his dirty talk.

"All mine, no one else's," Taeil came in Y/N, the white liquid making its way out of her princess, the pair catching their breaths, Y/N's head resting on Taeil's shoulder, both sweaty and bloody.

A few moments passed, Taeil still holding Y/N, gently rubbing her back as those who were in the seats of the church were all asleep now. Taeil waved his hand, the boys fully clothed and cleaned as they woke up and walked out of the glass door, the boys having a vauge idea what happened. Taeil's cock still inside her, cum dripping onto the floor, he clenched his hand, opening it to reveal a box, Y/N's eyes widening at the surprise.

"Will you be my queen?"

#taeil #moon taeil #nct smut #nct imagines #nct scenarios #nct #nct 127 #nct au #kinktober #moon moon #demon!taeil #my writings

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i purposely saved this one for last because you, my friend, are big brain 👍125 sentences for 125 roses *slow claps*. in respect of such a big brain move, the following preview is for a hogwarts!au feat. hufflepuff!taeyong and slytherin!reader. i’ve actually already finished it, but it’s supposed to be a joint work with another writer, so i haven’t posted even though it’s basically completed.

for every “🌹” received in my inbox i’ll post one random sentence of a random WIP i’m currently writing

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It is no surprise that the first thing you hear stepping into Hogwarts is a question asking if you were Kim Doyoung’s sister.

Soon after the Sorting Hat places you with the tables of emerald green robes, upperclassmen and students your year flock to your seat next to your brother, who simply offers a smug nod as he begins a spiel of how the family had expected nothing less (old-money purebloods such as yourselves were a shoo-in for the Slytherin House, no doubt about it). Chimes of agreement follow, an occasional joke on how your parents would have reacted if you had been sorted into Gryffindor or Hufflepuff garnering a gasp of shock from the crowd.

Imagining if you had been sorted into Hufflepuff brings about a budding headache and you politely ask for them to give you space to eat, your stomach famished from the long train ride and the sheer conviction to not let go of your purse strings to purchase snacks from the cart that rolled down the aisle every hour or so. Luckily they oblige, and your brother sighs as you dig in, piling your plate high with potatoes, meats, basically a little bit of everything you can reach within arm’s distance.

“You’re going to become a pig if you continue to eat at this rate.”

“Oh, shut up and eat your own food already.”

Doyoung scoffs and picks apart his bread, tossing bit by bit into his mouth. “I hope you won’t speak to any of the Professors here in that tone.”

“Please stop nagging me when I’m eating, it’s annoying.”

A dirty look sent your way, he adds a final word of putting some vegetables onto your plate before leaving to find a different seat where someone would listen rather than provide a rebuttal to his every sentence. Naturally, you ignore his nagging and reach for another portion of potatoes, gravy dribbling down like a volcano had just erupted all over your plate. More meat, more biscuits, you eat until your stomach is at its limit, threatening to implode at everything you had just ingested.

Pushing your chair out, you search the sea of heads for your brother but fail to spot the lanky second year who was all the rage for the Slytherin House. Not wanting to remain in front of all the food and certainly not having the energy to sample any of the decadent desserts, you ask your neighbor on the right for directions to the Slytherin common room, heading out to find the entrance yourself without waiting for everyone else.

“Where do you think you’re going, little lady?”

Turning around, you meet the eyes of the headmaster, his hands clasped together as he waits for your answer.

“I… I think I ate too much,” you begin slowly, calculating each word spoken. “I wanted to look for the way to the Hospital Wing.”

“The Hospital Wing will be to your right. Madam Pomfrey will have something ready for you by the time you get there.”

“T-Thank you… Sir.”

“Next time, find someone to accompany you,” he adds with a knowing smile, “Especially when you have yet to discover the way to the Slytherin Common Room.”

Spooked, you hurry towards the Hospital Wing and endure another bout of nagging from Doyoung when he comes running after hearing from an upperclassman that you had gone to see the school nurse after the feast.

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Year One is over before you know it, and you find yourself back on campus grounds again once August ends, following your brother off the Hogwarts Express and into the Great Hall to be seated for the new year’s welcoming ceremony and accompanying feast. Once you find a spot along the green tables for Slytherin House, your brother slides in on your right and another quickly fills in the left, the dimpled smile offered your way a sight for sore eyes.

“How was your summer, Y/N?”

“Bo-ring,” you reply in kind, rolling your eyes as your legs kick underneath the table. “You should’ve brought me with you to France, Jaehyun.”

“Next time,” the second year says with a chuckle. “I don’t think you would appreciate the beauty that is Quidditch when you never showed up to any of my games last year.”

“It’s a pointless sport,” you refute. “Chasing a little golden ball in the air while risking getting your teeth knocked out by Beaters? No thanks.”

“You just haven’t seen a good game yet.”

“Shh!” Your brother’s sharp voice hisses in your ear. “The Sorting is about to begin!”

A hush falls over the table as the Sorting Ceremony begins. Just last year you were one of those children waiting in line to be sorted, the feeling of anxiety at your sorting still as palpable as ever as you watch each sortee be divided into one of the four Houses at Hogwarts. A few enter the ranks of emerald, but most make their way to the rich scarlet and gold of Gryffindor or warm honey of Hufflepuff, two of the most popular houses across the campus compared to your very own.

“Really, you’re so yappy whenever you’re with Jaehyun.”

“Okay, Doyoung, go find somewhere else to eat at if you find me annoying.”

“I never said that.” Against your protests, he scoops some peas onto your plate along with some carrots. “Eat some vegetables, you need it.”

You immediately push the vegetables onto Jaehyun’s plate once Doyoung turns his head the other way, reaching for two slices of corned beef and a breadstick in lieu of the empty space next to the mountain of potatoes and gravy. Jaehyun finishes before you and you split half of your breadstick, keeping the left half while handing over the right.

“Thanks.”

“Did you not eat anything on the train?” you ask incredulously, amazed at his second full plate when you barely made a dent in yours.

“I did earlier, but I’m starving now. Haven’t had a bite since they were sold out of chocolate frogs.”

“Pig.”

He oinks in return and you laugh, catching a glance from your brother and ignoring it once his attention is again captured by someone else calling his name. You were used to it by now, the wonder boy that is Doyoung being the pride of Slytherin House since he first set foot onto Hogwarts.

Going to bed early after dismissal from the Great Hall, the next morning you return to the routine of classes, meals, homework, studying for exams, more homework, and so forth, a never-ending cycling of academia that left little room for leisure time when there was so much to do. Not one to socialize much and not at all interested in going to see Jaehyun at his Quidditch games, you spend most of your time in the library when you didn’t need to be in class, the peace and quiet comforting when you wanted to be alone (which was all the time).

Today, you find yourself not in the mood for Potions on such a fine sunny Tuesday afternoon, thus you make your way to the library once you finish lunch, courteously greeting the librarian before scurrying off to your favorite spot by the windows. Madam Pince was stern to all students entering the library, but your frequent appearance last year and diligence in following library rules made you tolerable in her book, hence the blind eye cast when you show up when it was clearly not a time for a student your year to be in the library when there were classes going on. Spreading out your bag and other things to lay claim onto the table, you head over to the Care of Magical Creatures section and pull a few volumes off the shelves. Two hours easily fly by as people begin to trickle in, your eyes scanning the pages of information on fairies, elves, and other creatures of the like. Currently not enrolled in a Care of Magical Creatures class, you ponder on the thought of taking it as an elective next year as you return the books you had just finished reading in exchange for new ones.

After making sure everything was placed back in the correct alphabetical order, your fingertips graze along the spine of each book as you wander down the shelves, eyes locking in on a volume regarding dragons when another set of hands reaches for it at the same time. The physical contact catches both you and him by surprise, neither saying a word until you break the silence as you glare at the black-and-gold robed Hufflepuff who wanted the same book as you.

“Let go, I got it first.”

“I… Go ahead.” He gestures for you to take the book and you do so, letting out a huff of indignation at the audacity after. Mumbling an apology again, he reaches for a book on the upper shelf and you roll your eyes before turning tail to return to your table. Waiting until your Potions class was over, you pack up your things and head to the librarian’s desk, only to be stopped in the process of checking out the book on dragons you had just successfully taken off the shelf.

“The gentleman behind you had put in a request to reserve this book.”

Your eyes meet the Hufflepuff who you’d bumped heads against, a hesitant smile etched across his lips as he points at the book in your hands. “I wanted to tell Madam Pince I found it on the shelf, but then you took it, so…”

“Fine.” You hand over the book gruffly and overlook the glare in Madam Pince’s eyes for your ‘rough treatment’ of school property. “Take it.”

“Have you finished reading it? If not—”

“Take it already.”

You flinch at the feeling of his fingers against yours and quickly pull your hand away, running out of the library without speaking another word. Tossing the encounter with the Hufflepuff out the window, you make your way back to the Slythern Common Room, where a certain Jung Jaehyun bounces up from his seat on one of the leather sofas the moment he sees you enter.

“You missed Potions today, Y/N.”

“Can I see your notes later?”

He nods without skipping a beat, grabbing your hand and pulling you after him. “Only if you come with me to watch one of my Quidditch games.”

“What,” you exclaim, “No, I don’t—”

“One game. We’re going to play right now against Hufflepuff; that’s all I ask in exchange for my notes.”

“Ugh, fine!” Forgoing the resistance, you let him drag you out and towards the stadium, where the stands were already divided to parades of yellow and green respectively. Not sure where to go since Jaehyun was a Beater on the Slytherin team, you inch your way through the lines of already-filled seats until you see Haechan, one of the first years that you knew through Doyoung. Your best friend should have at least saved you a seat if he was going to drag you to watch his game, the nerve.

“Is this spot taken?”

He shakes his head and you sit, accepting the offered pair of binoculars as the game begins. You recognize your brother’s voice over the speakers narrating the events of the game as all you see are broomsticks flying left and right, up down and back again while balls of every shape wiz by, threatening to knock unsuspecting players off their brooms. Cheers and boos simultaneously sounding out across the stadium, the whole ordeal is chaotic and you roll your eyes at how people found this entertaining and worth the time.

“Here,” you begin, handing back Haechan’s binoculars. “I’m going to go back to—”

“The Snitch! Lee Taeyong has just spotted the Golden Snitch!”

A hush falls over the entire crowd and you snatch back the binoculars, intrigued by the sudden overcast of silence. Through the lenses, you spot a lean figure picking up speed while chasing what looked to be a small golden ball. Recognizing him as the Hufflepuff from the library, you watch him zoom around the Slytherin team, ducking just in time to avoid a Bludger to the head. He reaches his arm forward and seals the Golden Snitch in his grasp, spinning to a loop-de-loop and throwing a fist in the air triumphantly with the Snitch fluttering its wings in defeat.

“And that’s the end of the game! Hufflepuff wins, 150 to 40!”

“That’s it?” you exclaim. “End game after he catches that stupid ball?”

“Y/N, the Snitch is worth 150 points,” Haechan deadpans. “It’s the fastest and hardest ball to see and catch out of everything that goes flying around; if the game doesn’t end after someone catches it, we’d be here all day.”

“Okay, I get that, but he caught it in like… just 20 minutes. Aren’t games usually longer than that?”

“Taeyong’s the best Quidditch Seeker at Hogwarts in all of the teams! No one’s been able to take the Quidditch Cup from Hufflepuff since he joined his first year.”

Impressed by the statistics, you aim your binoculars down at the grounds where both teams had landed and were getting ready to change out of their robes. Spotting the Hufflepuff Seeker immediately, you feel your heart grow warm at seeing the wide grin on his face after he made the winning catch, his teammates huddled around him as they lift him up in the air to celebrate another win under their belt.

“Hey, can I get my binoculars back now?”

Snapped out of your trance, you hand over the lenses back to Haechan, admiration growing in your chest for the Hufflepuff who had just quite possibly stolen a piece of your heart after the stellar performance right before your very eyes.

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The rest of the year spent buttering up to one of the upperclassmen on the Slytherin Quidditch team to learn more about your growing crush on a certain Hufflepuff Quidditch Seeker, you find yourself dismayed that he was a year older than your brother, meaning it would be hard to find a chance to talk to him when the chance to share classes wasn’t possible at all. Yuta had figured it out after two minutes of answering your questions about Taeyong, but promised to keep it a secret after you made a deal to buy him a pack of Chocolate Frogs each time you went to Honeydukes, which was growing to be your favorite place to go to in Hogsmeade after obtaining the needed signature on the permission slip given your third year at Hogwarts. Clearly not in your favor when you went to Honeydukes at least once every weekend, but the emptiness in your purse was worth it if it meant you got to know just a little bit more about Taeyong despite only speaking with him once.

You weren’t the only one who had fallen into the group of people who had “Taeyong Syndrome” (as labeled by your brother), but you certainly spoke nothing of it when most of his fans were from his own house, not wanting to be teased when you were in Slytherin of all houses.

“Professor Slughorn sent me an invitation to a get-together tonight,” Jaehyun says to you one morning at the breakfast table. “Want to come?”

“No thanks,” you grimace. “I’m not interested in your little Slug Club parties.”

“But Doyoung said—”

“Especially not if Doyoung’s going to be there.”

#els answers #ask game replies #luckily i found a sentence counting tool online so this is just about 125 sentences (give or take)#preview

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ghost!jaehyun

ghost!jaehyun * tada now we have ghost!jaehyun and basically he is like casper the friendly ghost tbh * but the thing is jaehyun doesn’t even know what happened to him or when it happened he’s just so clueless * and like jaehyun can’t even remember what had happened before he was a ghost and of course that made him upset but he kind of just had to roll with it * but of course that didn’t stop him from doing his best to research as much as he can to understand even in the slightest bit what happened but he never really gets anywhere??? * and jaehyun basically woke up in the field by the monster!nct house and so he assumed that this area would have to have something to do with it??? * and jaehyun’s kind of like the founder of the house and was the person who recruited everyone into the house * like he found taeil in the library and was just like hey this kid is a vampire and saw yuta’s eye literally fall out and he pretty much figured it out that they were monsters too * and so he’d go out every other month trying to find other monsters to offer them a place of shelter when he sees you huddled over a bench * and you’re crying for some reason and you know jaehyun’s just a softie little ghost so he just kind of stands over you * and you can’t see him because jaehyun can choose when to be visible even though only for a short time which ten envied before mark helped him * and jaehyun usually all of his energy to appear and although in the right light he’d look transparent he looked real enough for you * and of course you were shocked because hey this man just appeared right out of thin air!! * and so you scream which startles jaehyun and his face just drops because he didn’t mean to scare you!! just trying to check up on you!!! * and so now you’re upset and sacred and now jaehyun feels so horrible because he just cares a lot and he tries his best to apologize * and he goes to put his hand on your shoulder to console you BUT IT JUST GOES RIGHT THROUGH YOU AND NOW YOURE SCREAMING AGAIN * and jaehyun has realized that in the attempt to try and calm someone down he had ACCIDENTALLY MADE IT WORSE * and he’s like no need to fear i’m just friendly neighborhood ghost and of course you’re over here freaking out EVEN MORE BECAUSE WHO IS THIS CUTE GHOST BOY * and then he’s so tentative when he sits down by you still keeping enough distance so you’re not frightened and he just asks you if you want to talk * and at first you’re like ??? but then you’re like oh yeah you are crying on a park bench and if this cute ghost wants to listen to you go for IT * and so you explain to jaehyun that school was just rough today and you were feeling down and you just needed a good cry in the park * and if JAEHYUN HAD A HEART IT WOULD BE SO SAD because right now all he wants to do is just give you a hug but he can’t obviously but he wants too or just hold your hand * and so he just really wants to make you feel better to the best of his abilities and he can’t really do the whole physical contact thing so he’s like !!! and has the idea to do what he knows would cheer him up * and this would in fact be ice cream * so you’re like uhhhh jaehyun and he’s just like shhhhh and you don’t want to stop him because he just seems so excited to cheer you up??? so you kinda just let him * and his eyes are sparkling as he points to all the flavors and he’s like a little boy in a candy store and so you just tell the guy behind the counter to get a scoop of everything jaehyun pointed too * and you’re like jaehyun can you even eat??? and he’s like of course if he focuses hard enough and your heart is already swelling because he’s just so precious??? and him just being there makes you feel better??? * and so you two are sat outside and sure to anyone else they would have wondered why you got two spoons for a big ice cream when it’s just you but you’re just very discreet about it all let me tell you * and jaehyun’s actually really happy for some reason??? he hasn’t felt like this in a really long time like he can’t even tell you when he remembers it last * and that poor longing feeling is stuck in his heart again because something just feels so right??? * and you can tell jaehyun’s kind of spaced out so you wave your hand in front of his face and you’re pretty sure you must look crazy but hey you’re trying at least * and suddenly jaehyun’s eyes light up because now it is around the time of a sunset and the place where jaehyun woke up just has the best and if there’s something he can show that makes him happy surely this can help you * so jaehyun reaches for your hand and you almost feel his fingers wrap around yours before you’re running after him * and you’re so out of breath but the smile on jaehyun’s face is just worth it?? and he just points excitedly at the sunset and you understand why you did rush so much because WOW * and for a few seconds of seeing your smile jaehyun can almost see himself on this field a long time ago with some other girl * and it’s just so vivid and bright that it kind of knocks the breath out of jaehyun like the boy falls to his knees and is just shaking * and now it’s your turn to be concerned because you’re asking him what’s wrong you keep saying what’s wrong jaehyun and he just won’t talk his lips shaking just as much as his body * and you didn’t expect it to work but you just closed your eyes and pulled what you imagined his body would be closer to yours and you just can feel him for a few seconds * and you’re mumbling in his ear that it’s alright and that you’re here and that you’re not leaving anytime soon and that he’s okay * and he finally manages to spit out that he remembered something and you’re just very ??? because you don’t know what he means until he explains to you and now it’s your turn to have your heart ache because this poor baby * and jaehyun can’t explain again why he feels so comforted by you but he just does?? and eventually he looks at you and something in your eyes just kind of calms him down * and jaehyun can just kinda feel that you’re part of the key to figuring out what had happened to him as cliche as that sounds * and he didn’t even have to ask you twice before jaehyun felt your warm gaze of your eyes and he knew he’d finally get the answers he was looking for

another part with @dest-writes !!

#nct au #nct scenario #jaehyun au #jaehyun scenarios #nct

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wizardingbias · 7 years

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HP!headcanon - NCT Taeyong

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Character Headcanons ↳ NCT Taeyong // Taeyong Skye // Hufflepuff

okay my soft bebe this is my bias i’m not fucking ready

Taeyong the ultimate hufflepuff

lemme tell ya it’s the truest truth that exists

Tae doesn’t look like it, but he is a fucking smol bean i will fight you

my biasssssssss fuuuuuuuck

this is really long

more under the cut

He looks so cool and composed until you see him trip over his own two feet

bc uncoordinated as shit, he is, it true

and everyone at school is so intimidated by his large, dark eyes and his stoic expression when he’s walking down the hallways

werk it tae, werk it, give me sass, give me couture, yass

but all he really wants is friends, okay?

desperately

but

he’s so

shy shy shy

In my au, Taeyong’s dad is Jaejoong and he was raised by this single, rockstar parent that takes time off from touring to properly raise little tae all on his own alright?

so, imagine little tae, smaller than the rest of the kids his age

clinging on to his father’s neck like a lifeline

at the age of four

tryna make friends but he can’t

bc he’s so shy

and his dad doesn’t pressure him into making friends bc Tae has anxiety from a smol age

so Tae’s best friend is his dad

and he has separation issues, okay?

don’t imagine clingy, little bebe Tae looking up at his dad with large ass puppy eyes on the verge of fucking tears

don’t

it’s not good for your health or mine

and when Tae has to go to Hogwarts, he doesn’t show it bc he doesn’t wanna disappoint his dad but he’s freaking out over not seeing his dad every day anymore

so Jaejoong makes a promise on the condition that t-yong tries his best to get used to being appart

and Jaejoong takes up working as a music teacher at Hogwarts for Tae’s first year

this fucks me up bc i imagine tae crying in gratefulness bc his dad is honestly the best and such a softy and so much respect in those lil 11 y/o eyes

So for Tae’s first year,

Jaejoong is close by but not next to him 24/7 so lil Tae can get used to being apart

and when some nights get really bad, he knocks on his dad’s quarters in the middle of the night

holding onto his lil elephant plushy he’s had since he was two

and sleeps in his dad’s bed until he’s all better the next morning

in the beginning of the year, it happened a lot

but eventually, Taeyong started sleeping better through out the night

So by second year,

Taeyong’s able to attend Hogwarts without his dad being at the school

and lil tae comes out of his shell a little

lol also out of the closet

jk jk ;)

makes friends with the new transfer student Yuta Nakamoto

who’s in his Charms class but absolutely sucks at charms

but Tae’s really good at Charms

so Tae shows Yuta how to properly flick his wand

in his awkward lil way

and Yuta beams at him with his too big smile

which makes lil Tae blush and run away

but they become the best of friends

and eat together at each other’s tables

and they have sleepovers even though Yuta’s in Slytherin and that’s not really allowed

bc the dorm rooms are so close

and sometimes, when Tae feels bad and misses his dad but doesn’t want to bother the headmistress and ask to floo home

tae slides into the slytherin commonrooms

just like he slides into dem dms

and into Yuta’s bed

and at first yuta is so confused, squinting at him like ‘what the merlin are you doing?’

but tae is quiet and just lies there until yuta falls back asleep

and ever since, Tae uses Yuta as a safe haven when things are rough

tradition bro

my heart for these two boysssssss

In year 3

Taeyong starts getting more friends

Taeil, a housemate

thank fuck he has someone in his own house to talk to and not be 100% awkward with

and Hansol, a gryffindor

both are older

and they adore lil Taeyong

especially after they get past the stoic and harsh expression

they’re like ‘he’s the ultimate bean’

i agree

and taeyong smiles so wide every time they great each other in the hallways

bc he has friends

lovely friends

especially yuta

his bestest friend

but sometimes yuta has quidditch practice

and taeyong understands nothing about quidditch

but will spend his afternoons watching yuta practice whilst he does hw on the bleachers

until it gets too cold

then he goes to his common room to hang with taeil

sometimes he picks yuta up and gives him homemade chocomilk bc it’s freezing

and the too-large smile he gets is precious

Taeyong likes taking care of his friends

In year 4

taeyong falls in love with divinations

bc it’s so mysterious

and cool

and can pretty much predict the future

and he loves to drink tea and have cookies during class time

awesome

but potion fucking sucks

it’s getting so hard

no fucking dirty thoughts there, my friend, don’t

but Yuta is fucking pro at potions wtf

so they study together a lot

especially during the weekends

bc yuta hates mornings but if he doesn’t wake up early the day is ruined

so tae wakes him the fuck up during the weekends

and helps zombie yuta out of bed

one day Tae sees in Yuta’s teacup something odd

i literally wrote taecup first kpop has ruined me

at the end of year 4, the tea leaves prove themselves true

and Yuta is heartbroken by the fact that Hansol has transfered school

and Tae comforts the shit out of Yuta

with cuddles

and ice cream

and by distracting his best friend with homework

and he even goes as far to discuss quidditch strategies with yuta

he fucking hates quidditch

but for his friends? he’ll do anything

loyaltyyyyyyyy

smolll beeannnnn

nct caring umma

In the summer between year 4 and 5,

Yuta, the fucking snake, convinces Jaejoong that it would be an amazing idea to bleach Taeyong’s hair

and tae is like ‘uh????? hell no???’

bc he doesn’t like people touching his things

especially his hair

he’s sensitive af

but somehow

definitely not a promise abt a new stereo system by his dad

Jaejoong convinces his son to bleach it

and it turns out amazing

according to yuta at least

taeyong isn’t so sure tbh

he looks even more unapproachable

intimidating af

enough to freak tae out every time he sees himself in the mirror

but yuta’s like

“don’t worry, chicks’ll dig it”

taeyong isn’t really comforted by that idea

on the ride back to school, he promptly freaks out a lil bit after people stared at him wide eyed at Kings Cross

but tae’s come a far away from his 11 y/o tail-between-the-legs puppy

he’s a tail-between-the-legs doggo now

and can kinda take the looks he’s getting

every time Taeyong’s unsure of himself

yuta’s there to give him a too big smile

the feeeelllllssssssss

taeyong’s also appointed prefect

he’s so shocked

“me? keep order? what?”

but Yuta’s like

*healing smile*

and T-Yong does an amazing job at keeping others in line

it gives him confidence when people respect him

and when his housemates come to him for questions

especially underclassmen

they are so cute

“why are you so obsessed with the smol people?” Yuta asks

“i need to take care of them”

determination af

but he fucking stutters or drools when he has to scold upperclassmen

they’re so big

tae is still smol

he hasn’t gotten his major growth spurt yet

and he’s upset yuta had his over the summer

whilst tae stays smol

he will always be my smol bean

Taeyong decides to keep his hair tho

even in 6th year

bc he accepts that he looks scary af

bc he’s surer of himself and not as shy

shy shy shy

it might also be bc a certain gryffindor told him it looks cool

tae lowkey obsesses over this lil gryffindor

thats two years younger than him

but so adorable

he finds out the gryffindor’s name is jaehyun

obvs not from yuta bc yuta is a snake and would tease him

but from a lil hufflepuff bebe he helps out with charms homework in exchange for this crucial information

this gryffindor likes quidditch

so tae tries to casually throw in his impressive quidditch knowledge to talk to jaehyun

remember the summer tae spent comforting yuta?

yea that wasn’t too bad now that tae thinks abt it

except

jaehyun is kinda into this other dude in slytherin

and no matter what tae does

jaehyun doesn’t look at him like he looks at doyoung

so tae sulks

aaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

he probs cries too

so emotional

so soft

so smol

and finally yuta figures out that tae has a serious crush

his first serious crush

Yuta’s all like

“my lil bun”

same yuta same

BUT

HE SUDDENLY GETS HIS GROWTH SPURT

IN THE SPAN OF TWO MONTHS HE’S GROWN TO 175CM

which isn’t all that much considering some of the other people in his year

cough johnny cough

but he’s so happy abt that so who cares

taeil’s graduation comes

and he cries

like the baby he is

and clutches onto taeil’s robes hard enough to lift the short older boy up

he’s not used to being so big

and almost crushes taeil with his new found strength

yuta thinks he’s weird

Year 7

oh no fuck

it’s exam time

Tae isn’t too stressed

he’s not really planning on doing anything particularly hard

but he likes the idea of cooking

and opening his own lil restaurant or something

but fuck potions

potions is fucking him the fuck over and even with yuta’s expert potions skills

he’s almost failing

also, fuck

he’s elected HeAD BOY

more like boiiiiiiiii

he’s so honoured

and even though he didn’t really want it

he cries during his speech

bc “thank you so much for trusting me, everyone”

TTTT-TTTT

and he takes care of everyone 1000000000000%

so sweet

such mommy

but this year gets better

bc Jaehyun notices him

and stuff happens

especially after Tae

ever the klutz

accidentally spills fruit punch all over Jaehyun over the christmas break

(he’s staying over bc he feels the responsibility of overseeing the other hufflepuff’s who are staying that they have a nice and cozy christmas too

he organises a gd party and secret santa and games and gives everyone a present and a stocking and gives a long ass speech about love and serenity and shit)

but jaehyun is so nice and laughs it off

but tae helps the gryffindor wash out the stains in the bathroom

and they just click

finally

and Tae goes to every single one of Jaehyun’s games

and cheers for Jaehyun with banners and hats and fireworks

even when he’s facing Yuta

but not when he’s going against Hufflepuff

bc as head boy

tae’s gotta support his family bruv

but he always wears a lil badge with Jaehyun’s jersey number during those games

shit gets serious when Tae suddenly,

like grown ass seventeen year old tae,

climbs into Yuta’s bed in the middle of the night

like he used to do in second year

and Yuta’s so fucking confused

cuz they don’t do impromptu sleep overs anymore

(there was in incident)

but Tae is freeaaaking ouuuttt

“What the fuck, bro?”

“Bro.”

“What?”

“Jaehyun-”

“What happened?”

Yuta’s suddenly all defensive and is in total war mode

bc no one hurts his bebe T-Yong

except

“Jaehyun just kissed me.”

and cue yuta’s too-big-smile

bc tae is freaking out over his first ever kiss

and this is amazing

and Yuta is so excited and pulls taeyong into the biggest cuddle ever

“MY SMOL BEAN HAS GROWN UP”

“i’m older than you”

“shh”

this is too cute my heart hurts

maybe i’ll do a separate post on jae and tae’s relationship in depth if people want

and Tae’s never been happier

even though he barely passes his potions N.E.W.T.’s

and graduation is so emotional

his father comes

and performs his latest rock song

bc he’s fucking embarrassing

but taeyong cries

he’s so touched

and yuta also cries

which makes tae cry harder

and younger hufflepuff’s that he’s taken care of cry

they also give him flowers

and good luck on his internship at the hottest wizarding restaurant in London

taeyong sobs

ugly and snotty

and jaehyun just laughs at him so much

and they go all go to Tae’s childhood hosue

and Jaejoong and tae cook for everyone

and it’s so different from all the meals with just him and his dad

he has so many friends

a large, extended family

and so much love

and he cries again chopping the onions

and jaehyun comes to snake his arms around his boyfriend’s waist

“are you crying because you’re t-yongie or because of the onions?”

“i’m t-yongie” tae sobs

it’s too cute

my heart

and jaehyun laughs at this adorable lil baby

same jaehyun same

I’m emotional

More stuff will probably come later on but this was basically an overview of Taeyong’s life at hogwarts. Feel free to stop by my ask to ask for more :) it can be about anything (hint jaehyun and taeyong’s relationship, or maybe yuta and taeyong moments, or headcanons for other members, whatever you’d like :)))))) )

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