#sicheng soft hours

[sungbeam]

昀昀啊… 听到了你刚刚回到了韩国。希望你和别的nct兄弟们都很愉快 🥺 czennie们都特别想你哦

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#sungbeam strikes again #missing ncity hours #this message will self destruct #bc my chinese is terrible 🤡 #but i have a soft spot for our lovely sicheng (as all nctzens do)

[daegall]

soft hours u say…. hockey player!jeno who cant stop his match before he has his good luck kiss from you. you are late?? the coach can wait, theres no way he is starting before you seal his luck with a sweet kiss

hockey player!jeno who was so shocked when you pecked his lips right before a game. hockey player!jeno who was never so motivated to win a game ever in 23 years of his life. hockey player!jeno who can't stop thinking of your lips, even when his teammates are bumping him and patting him when they win a game.

the same hockey player!jeno stand by the entrence of the ice rink patiently, ready in his gear, and waiting for you. He's got his helmet in his hands, tapping a rhythm and whistling a soft tune, and he seems so nonchalant.

the audience is confused. shouldnt have the game started 20 minutes ago? what is going on? only a few people know what's wrong, and it's none other than Jeno's team themselves, and they still wonder to this day why Jeno can't just start a game without that stupid kiss from you.

Oh, but they don't know. They don't know how much power Jeno feels when he feels your lips on his, how secure and unyielding he feels, how he'd stop time and space just to wait for you.

Jeno doesn't realize how late he is. Frankly, he doesn't care. He doesnt notice until team captain Sicheng walks up to him, patting his back. "Come on man, can't you smooch her after the first quarter?"

Jeno simply shakes his head with a sorry smile, shrugging. "You don't get it,"

"I really don't."

Fortunately for Jeno, Sicheng is understanding. He's been in love, and knows how much a person could mean to another.

hockey player!jeno who continues waiting, even when his own coach comes and starts yapping his ear off. hockey player!jeno who makes the whole audience wait half an hour just for you.

hockey player!jeno who lights up the moment he sees you pull up in your roommates car, who grins at his fuming mad coach sheepishly, who meets you halfway to scoop you up in his arms in a warm hug.

"Jeno, what are you doing! Didn't the game start half an hour ago?" You mumble next to his ear, overwhelmed at his excitement to see you. Since when did he love you so much?

You don't know the things he would do for you. He'd wait for you, he'd make a whole stadium wait for you, he'd stop the whole world just to wait for you.

"Still waiting for my good luck kiss,"

"You absolute idiot! You waited all this time for a kiss?"

hockey player!jeno who nods, as if it were the most natural thing in the world. hockey player!jeno who cuts you off by placing both his gloved palms on your cheeks, bringing you in to kiss you sweetly. hockey player!jeno who grins as he pulls away, giving you once last peck on the forehead, before rushing into the stadium, past his coach, and to his team.

hockey player!jeno who wins the whole game easily, grinning up at you as you are baffled on the stadium seats.

all hockey player!jeno can think about is how much he still wants to kiss you!

inbox: open for soft hours!

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[ilwonuu]

write for winwin please <3

um YES!!! i love him so bad omomgomh ty for ur request 😪😪 i hope u like <3

come over?

↬ dong sicheng

𓍯 ִֶָ pairing- nonidol!winwin x gn!reader, dom!reader x sub!winwin(????????), established relationship

𓍯 ִֶָ warnings- making out, dry humping, cumming & mentions cum, slight dirty talk, MDNI, lmk what else <3

𓍯 ִֶָ a/n- anon i loved writing this i hope ur okay with this<3 everyone 🙃lmk if i should write something more smutty or fluffy i love u all

winwin invited you over at the late hours of the night why you ask? for a sweet little dirty make out session. which you are having currently.

his lips feel so soft against yours. his chest bare because his shirt was quickly stripped away. your pants being forgotten as well as you grind down against your boyfriend.

the kisses were sloppy but needy. each one had you wanting more. him letting soft whimpers leave his mouth.

“you are so- pretty a-ah-“ he left more wanting kisses as he helped your hips move against him. your tongue slipping into his mouth.

your boyfriend tries to fight for dominance but loses that battle quickly. you lick into his mouth, moaning against his now swollen lips.

he gasps when he feels your lips against his neck. his whimpers and moans getting louder as he feels you start to grind down harder.

“you gonna come for me pretty boy?” you taunt him pulling him into a filthy kiss. he moans so loud at the nickname.

“i’m g-gonna cum if you call me that.” his eyes are no longer open as you rub against his chest. “oh? found a little name you like huh pretty boy.” you smirk as his hips slightly buck.

“s-shit.” is the last thing your boyfriend remembers before seeing stars.

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[127luvr]

013 Stay Soft

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the line of customers out of the door is never-ending. it’s not the first halloween you’ve worked at the cafe—and it won’t be the last—but you’ll never get used to the rushes that seem to pick up every hour. with every hour also comes a new position to work—the register—making the drinks—covering someone’s break—cleaning. not that you minded. you missed interacting with your friends and even if it was because of work—it was the most you’ve heard their voices aside from short greetings when you walk past each other in the hallways.

it’s all worth it. the way your ears ache under the matching headband—the way you have to bend your knees every few minutes to combat the hours of standing on your feet.

“hey—” sicheng’s voice startles you. his face is covered behind a clear mask, hair pulled back with clips to keep it away from the food. “sorry—y/n—i brought more pastries but i have to get back there so can you put them in the case?” he hands you the tray of orange and purple cookies, offering a hasty smile, “don’t lose a hand, okay? there’s only one more hour.” you watch him as he speed walks away, avoiding customers left and right as they come in contact with the glass case.

“need help?” chenle appears beside you, his basketball jersey reflecting the overhead lighting directly into your eyes. he’s the only one who went all out—the others too tired and too rushed to plan out a costume in time. “i don’t have anything to do, but i’m not happy about it. i need a task.” you happily hand him the tray, skipping back to where the others stood—busy with countless drinks crowding the counter.

the day comes and goes and six o’clock comes faster than anticipated. the doors are locked—lights off except for two that illuminate the center of the cafe. renjun leans his head back on his chair, staring at the ceiling emptily as the others follow in his lead. chenle and jisung are to your right—matthew and taerae to your left—but karina and sungchan sit on either side of you, both glued to their phone screens in their hands. it’s silent.

the overhead music was long gone, paused as soon as the last customer walked out of the door. but it’s not unsettling for any of you—if anything it brings you closer. there’s a certain level of tiredness that helps you bond—you guys would be the only ones to understand what you were experiencing now. after the hundreds of customers. after being on autopilot for hours on end. after going back and forth between jobs. it’s nice.

you are the first to take off the apron, setting it on one of the many tables that sit in front of you as the others follow. wordlessly you all look at each other before bursting out into laughter.

tomorrow is another long day ahead of you too.

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[mint-yooxgi]

Bro I immediately fell in love with yan!wayv x maid!reader (shouts out to the lovely who sent it in) could we get a pt2 mayhaps???

Anonymous Said: can we have a part 2 for that yan!kings! wayv?

Anonymous Said: can we mayhaps have a pt 2 to the yandere wayv kings drabble?? thank you!

Part One

***

As with every day before this one, you were given a simple task: clean the library. Only, what should have been easy, and only have taken you a few hours at most, turned into one of the most difficult assignments you’ve ever had.

Normally, when you go to do your work, you’re by yourself, or joined by other palace servants to help in whatever task you’ve been sent to do that day. Only, today, when you were told you were going to be alone in the library while you worked, you had walked in on not one, but two of your king’s friends sitting by the large bay windows. They had been leaning into each other, voices low so as not to be overheard, but still, the frowns on their faces had made it seem as if they were arguing about something, or rather, someone.

“Your Majesty, Your Highness,” you greet with a bow towards each of them in turn.

King Ten smiles warmly at you as Prince Yangyang moves to stand.

“What brings you to the library today?” Yangyang asks, sounding casual but in reality wanting to keep you here for as long as he can.

You blink, not used to being acknowledged by other royals like this. Well, other than when King Ten and the rest of Kun’s friends visit. They all seem to be the only ones who treat you like a person. It’s just been so long since you’ve last seen them, you’ve forgotten what it feels like.

“Please, do not mind me,” you bow once more. “I will do my best not to disturb you while I clean.”

Ten frowns slightly, “do you ever get time off from your duties?”

“Oh, yes!” You reply politely. “My King give all of his servants ample time to themselves, especially in the evenings.”

There are those words again. Your King. They both scowl.

“Which means you should be able to accompany me for dinner tonight if you have the evening free.” King Xiaojun says, appearing from around the corner of one of the shelves, moving to lean against it in the next moment with his arms crossed casually in front of his chest. “That is, if you’ll join me, of course.”

“Perhaps they would like to accompany me instead,” King Sicheng says, his voice nearly startling you as you turn to see him approaching you from behind. “I was planning on dining in the gardens this evening.”

The smile he sends you is soft, but to the other three, it appears as calculated as his statement. Each of them have done their research on you, of course, and they all know you enjoy spending some of your free time in the gardens. They still haven’t forgiven Prince Lucas for sending you an arrangement of your favourite flowers before they could themselves.

“That does sound lovely,” you hum, and your words have Sicheng’s smile widening, only for it to fall in the next second, “but I'm afraid I'll have to decline Your Majesty’s offers. I must complete my tasks for the day and I'm afraid I will not be finished in time for the evening meals.”

“You mean you’re going to clean right through supper?” Prince Yangyang asks in disbelief.

“It really isn’t good to be skipping meals,” Ten adds with a frown.

“Oh, no!” You’re quick to reassure them all at the concerned looks they throw your way. “The cooks always set aside meals for the staff when they have to work late. One of them will be me, today.”

Just then, you hear the doors to the library open and three sets of footsteps entering the room. As soon as you lock eyes with the king, you bow deeply.

“Your Highnesses. My King.” You straighten as Kun stops a few feet away from you, book held in his hand as both Prince Hendery and Prince Lucas flank him on either side. “I will get started on cleaning the library right away.”

“Were these punks bothering you?” Kun asks, tone teasing to you, but pointed to the other royals in the room. “I cannot have you near my staff if all you’re going to do is bother them as they try to do their jobs.”

“Oh, no, My King,” you shake your head, quick to defend them. “None of Their Majesty’s or Their Highnesses could ever be a bother to me.”

Kun doesn’t fail to miss the way the four males in front of him smirk, and he’d bet everything the other two behind him are as well.

“Alright,” he sighs. “But if they are, tell me and I'll kick them out.”

You bow to him once more, scurrying off in the next moment to begin your task of cleaning the library.

About an hour passes and you manage to to have cleaned a large portion when you finally move back to the main section of the library. All seven royals are still there, sitting around in the lounges. Some converse with one another, while a few read leisurely. You notice both Kun and Ten have a small stack of books resting beside them each.

Setting your attention back onto the task at hand, you don’t even register Hendery approaching you until he’s practically standing right beside you. You jump.

“Your Highness,” you blink at him with wide eyes, “you startled me.”

“My apologies,” Prince Hendery chuckles.

“Stop terrorizing my staff,” Kun chastises from the lounge he’s currently sitting on.

Hendery simply rolls his eyes, making you chuckle. Of course, he can feel the six sets of eyes glaring holes into his back at this fact, but the smugness he feels at being able to make you laugh is worth it every time.

Acting casual, Hendery pretends to browse some of the titles in front of him. Of course, he’s not going to let you know the real reason he came over was to talk to you, and be near you, even though the others can tell that that was exactly his intention. They only wish they had been quick enough to do so themselves.

Trailing a finger along the shelf, Hendery hums. “You clean exceptionally well.”

“I should hope so,” you huff out a breath through your nose as you reply without thinking, “that’s my job.”

The library, which had been silent before, now fills with a deadly tension, as if the fall of a pin could set off a catastrophe at any moment. You can feel all eyes on you now, and you straighten.

You clear your throat, “I mean-”

Before you can even rush out an apology for talking back to the prince, you hear three sets of laughter erupt from behind you. Turning around, you see both King Ten and Prince Yangyang doubled over in their seats while King Xiaojun throws his head back in his. Even King Kun cannot seem to fight the way his lips curve upwards at your response.

“I meant,” Hendery flushes, “you always do an extraordinary job.”

You avert your gaze to the floor, embarrassment causing your voice to come out smaller than you intend. “Thank you, Your Highness.”

Hendery smiles, but before he can say anything, Prince Lucas is beating him to it.

“Really, you are incredible,” he adds. “It’s been, what? An hour and you’re already halfway done?”

“I wouldn’t say that,” your face heats, shifting slightly in your spot.

“Really, my own staff could learn a thing or two from you,” Ten adds.

“Agreed.” Yangyang hums.

“You should come work for me, instead.” Xiaojun voices casually, turning a page in his book. His words, which sound like a playful quip to you, couldn’t be more pointed towards the other six.

“I think they are quite happy where they are right now,” Kun chimes in, not even raising his gaze from the book in his hands.

“I think they can speak for themselves,” Sicheng smiles, again, kindly at you, calculated towards the others.

“My King is right,” you nod in confirmation. “I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else.”

Your words make Kun’s heart absolutely soar in his chest, a bashful smile taking over his features as the other six turn to shoot him looks of either disbelief, or glare at him.

“Why does he make you refer to him like that?” Yangyang asks the question on all of their minds.

“Like what, Your Highness?” You tilt your head slightly in curiosity.

“We’ve never once heard you address him as ‘Your Majesty’, or anything else,” Lucas says casually, even though he (and the other five) are hanging onto every word.

“Are you asking me why I refer to My King as ‘My King’?” Your brow furrows, and Ten nearly scoffs at the question you pose.

Well, when you put it like that...

“Yes,” Hendery confirms with a nod. “We're just curious, is all.”

Looking towards Kun, you meet his gaze which is suddenly on you as he peers over the top of his book. Subtly, he nods his head, as if encouraging you to answer.

So you do.

“Because that’s what he is.” You reply simply. “He is My King.”

Xiaojun’s eyes narrow, having noticed this small interaction between the both of you. He scoffs. “A king who not only forces you to address him as such, but who needs to give you permission to speak as well.”

Kun’s eyes narrow at King Xiaojun across from him.

“If you were to come live with me, you’d never have to abide by those types of stupid rules again,” Ten voices, and all heads, including your own, turn to look at him. “You could address whoever, however you wanted. You could speak your mind freely without having to seek permission to do so.”

At this, Kun slams his book closed, but your voice halts him in his tracks, calming the storm raging just beneath the surface of his skin.

“You all think I refer to him as ‘My King’ because he makes me do so? That I need his permission to speak my mind?” The disbelief in your tone has them blinking in surprise at you.

“Then why do you do such things if he does not command you to do so?” Sicheng could not be more confused as he meets your gaze.

“Why?” You reply, incredulously, and your next words have Kun’s chest swelling with pride while the others look on with envy clear in their gazes. “Because I respect him.”

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[gyeomsweetgyeom]

[8:44 pm]

(cw: mentions of alcohol consumption)

“Your legs are too long, slow down!” You called out as you struggled to keep up with Winwin.

He scoffed playfully, gradually slowing his pace so it no longer looked as if he were dragging you while he jogged ahead of you hand in hand. You heaved in a huge dramatic breath just to further push his buttons, but you didn’t miss his soft smile.

Today had been a productive day for the both of you. You left the house early, ran some errands, went home and cleaned, then went for a nice evening stroll just as the sun was setting. Well, it was now almost an hour past the official sunset time, it was getting cold and your legs were starting to hurt after chasing your boyfriend. 

Lost in thought, you missed the squeeze on your hand. When you finally tuned back into your surroundings you saw a smug look on Winwin’s face. “I’m just thinking...” he trailed off.

You stayed quiet, giving his hand a reassuring squeeze as if to say ‘go on.’ “Well, we’ve just been together for a while now. We know each other so well and I don’t know I’m just feeling nostalgic. We’ve come so far,” Winwin sighed dreamily. 

It wasn’t very often that Winwin got ‘mushy’ as he called it, usually only when he was a bit tipsy or on anniversaries, so this moment was surprising. A lovely surprise. 

“My telling you to slow down triggered this? You are so whipped.” You teased.

He rolled his eyes, “I guess I should explain a little more, maybe I was just thinking about how I won you over. Actually, just that you liked me at all.”

“Aw, don’t say that you’re such-”

“It’s kind of embarrassing that you had a crush on me,” he interrupted.

You stopped in place, mouth agape- huh? “Weren’t you the one that was just reminiscing on our relationship? I was thinking about how my legs hurt from chasing you through this park on a walk you insisted we take! And don’t make it sound like I was the only one with a crush! You asked me out, not the other way-” 

Interrupted yet again. This time by a kiss. It was a short kiss, a little longer than a peck but still enough to make your heart race, palms sweat, and make you just the slightest bit dizzy. 

Just inches away from you, forehead pressed to your very own, “Not everyone needs to know the history of our relationship.”

You chose to not point out the fact that he was as red as a tomato, and instead pecked his nose and continued the walk home.

“I know you love me Sicheng,” you smiled at him.

“Shut up,” and though it seemed impossible, he got even more red.

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a/n: I think I’m a little rusty, enjoy!!

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[peachjaem00]

warnings: swearing

[07:24 pm] Sicheng is mesmerized by the sight of you.

You always sit down at the same spot at his uncle’s cafe.

His uncle asked him if he could help out at the shop since one of his employees quit a few weeks ago. He was supposed to stop coming when the newbie arrived but he didn’t want to, not after seeing you. 

His uncle explained to him that you were a regular. You came to the cafe for the first time a few months ago and after your first taste, you kept coming back. You made your tour of the menu and after giving everything a try, you decided on making your regular order the vanilla latte with light milk, a club sandwich—no tomato—as a main dish and for dessert, a piece of carrot cake. 

You didn’t do much nor did you talk. Most of the time, you would read but there were times where you would work on your laptop. It didn’t matter though, he would be absolutely in awe and hypnotized. No matter what you did, no matter what you looked like, he could stare at you for hours. 

Today, you’re reading again. This is your third book this month and he is always impressed to see how fast you go through books. He notices that you write on them, and put on sticky notes. He always wonders what you write. 

“When are you gonna go and talk to them?” His uncle’s voice snaps him out of his trance. 

“Jesus dude, don’t do that!” His uncle laughs. 

“C’mon, go talk to them.” He encourages him by patting his hand on his shoulder. 

“I don’t want to interrupt.” His tone is shy and his cheeks turn a soft hue of pink. 

“Fine but don’t complain when someone else swoons over them.” He gives Sicheng one last pat and then he leaves him. 

Sicheng stays there, his uncle’s words hitting hard. Panic starts to pool his mind. Someone will take you from him. Who wouldn’t want to be with someone like you? You’re one of the most beautiful people he has laid his eyes on. You seem smart and you always treat everyone with such kindness, it warms his heart. 

He plans out what he’s gonna say to you, makes a whole dialogue and even back-up responses for every way he believes the conversation could go. 

“Here goes nothing.” And then, he goes his own way. 

“May I take this away?” He motions to your empty plates. 

“Yes, please.” You give him a small smile and he can feel his heart racing. 

“Was everything okay?” 

“Oh yeah, everything was delicious!” It just takes a look into your eyes and everything he rehearsed was wiped from his brain. 

“I’m glad to hear that.” He manages to say but his tone is shaky. “Anything else I can get for you?” He curses himself for his high tone. 

“No, thank you.” You give him another smile that makes his hands shake and he almost drops the tray with plates. “Wow! Are you okay?” You look genuinely concerned. 

“Yeah!” He doesn't mean to scream, or freak you out. “Yeah.” He says more calmly. “It was just a… a spasm..?” He trails off at the end of his phrase, making it sound more like a question rather than an answer. 

You laugh. He has never heard you laugh before and it is magical. If he could bottle up the sound and listen to it forever, he would. He can’t help but smile, his eyes become soft for you and his heart is racing like crazy. 

“You have a pretty smile.” You say abruptly. 

He can feel the warmth coming up to his face and he is sure his cheeks are a very bright red. His hands shake once again, making the tray tremble. You grab it out of instinct, trying to help so the plates wouldn’t fall. 

He feels a light touch. Your fingers are brushing—barely touching—but he can feel your skin. Even though you ordered a hot drink, he can feel the coldness in your fingers. 

Both of you lock eyes. You take your hands away and clear your throat to get rid of the awkwardness but it makes it worse. 

“Um, sorry about that. I don’t know what’s happening to me.” He excuses himself and leaves.

When he enters the kitchen, away from your sight, he starts his meltdown. 

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” He looks at himself in the water reflection in the sink. “Are you stupid? What can’t you do anything right? You’re fucking up your opportunity, perhaps your only opportunity.” 

“Yo, you okay?” 

“Ah!” Sicheng screams when he hears another voice in the room. 

“Ah! What the fuck!?” His uncle yells at him. “What was that for?” He has a hand on his chest trying to calm his racing heart. 

“Sorry, I didn’t realize you were here as well.” 

“It's okay.” He takes one last deep breath. “How it went?” 

“I fucked it up dude.” He passes his hands through his hair. “I fucked up real bad.” 

“Oh c’mon. Don’t be so hard on yourself, I bet it wasn’t that bad.” 

Sicheng tells his uncle everything that happened including the way he felt when you smiled and laughed. 

"Ha! Yeah dude, you fucked it up real bad." His uncle laughs loudly, making him mad. 

His jaw clenches and his hands become fists. 

"You're supposed to help me!" His tone is deeper, surprising his uncle. "You know how I've been thinking about them non-stop since the first day I saw them, you know how much I want to be able to talk to them and actually ask them out! Don't laugh at me when you know exactly how much I have been pining for them!" He doesn't realize that he's screaming, he doesn't realize that you can hear them clearly. Since there was no one else at the cafe, you assume he's talking about you. 

Sicheng doesn't realize you're entering the kitchen, looking at him in pure disbelief, but his uncle does. He's trying to warn the young one while moving his hands but that only makes him angrier. 

"What the fuck are you even doing!? I'm talking serious shit here and you're acting like a child!" 

"Hi y/n, is everything okay?" His uncle says after giving up trying to help his nephew. 

Sicheng's face becomes white as paper, his heart racing to the point it seems like it's going to explode, and his hand starts shaking at a concerning level. 

"Yeah." Your tone is soft. "Can you give us a second alone, Donghai?" He just nods and leaves the two of you alone in the kitchen. 

Sincheng can't even look at you. He's way too embarrassed. 

"I'm not mad or anything so you can lift your face up." Your voice is soft like silk—it gives him shivers. 

When he looks up and finds you in front of him, he can't help but gasp. 

"Are you okay?" 

"My god, you're stunning." His mouth is moving faster than his brain, he couldn't stop the words. 

You feel the heat coming up to your face and now you're the one looking down. 

"I'm sorry, the words they… they just came out by themselves." He's cursing himself once more and he scratches the nape of his neck. 

"It's okay, I think you're stunning as well." Your once confident and soft tone becomes a shy and low one. 

Sicheng's eyes open up like plates. He's not able to believe your words. 

"What?" 

"I said, I think you're stunning too." You say more confidently. "And I am very glad to know you've been pining for me the same way I have been for you." 

"What?" His brain can't comprehend what's happening. 

"I have also been meaning to ask you out but didn't know how to." You fidget with your rings while speaking, trying to keep yourself grounded. "I actually asked Donghai for help but I've been too afraid to make my move." 

"Am I dreaming? This doesn't feel real. Did I pass out when I came back to the kitchen?" He massages his head trying to find a bump or something but nothing's there. 

"It is real, look." You come closer to him and with one hand you grab one of his while the other comes up to cup his cheek. "See? Real." You whisper out of nervousness but it doesn't matter. You are so close together, he can hear you perfectly. 

You are way more beautiful up close. He studies every single detail from your face, engraving it in his brain. 

"Wow." It's the only thing that comes out. 

"Yeah, wow." You laugh softly. 

"So…" you trail off at the end. "Do you want to go out for dinner after you're done with your shift?" 

"God yes." You laugh at his response, making him smile like a dumbass in love.

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[braemjeorn]

NCT and their dæmons

or just braem getting soft at their pictures on pinterest (credit that app for the pictures).

based on 'his dark materials' by phillip pullman. somewhat based on their emoji or their general impression, so not exactly soul accurate or to be taken seriously. it's for fun anyway. enjoy!!

taeil - robin bird

–coz this hyungs has a mischievous streak we been know

–them inquisitive, innocent beady eyes

–but very sweet so he's a real/fake maknae

–chirps and flutters when taeil does aegyo (while the neos loose their minds)

–rests on top of his head, or his shoulder

–or doze in his pocket when taeil gotta record them high notes

johnny - bernese mountain dog

–big, tall and intimidating

–but then it smiles and wags it's tongue and it's just the fluffiest giant

–easy going (nonechalant. ignorant🤣) of other dæmons' chaos, like john

–would lower its front before another dæmon playful stance when Johnny's in a teasing mood to the others

–can u imagine this big fluff jogging beside Youngho when he's out walking in New York or the red carpet

–barks and runs about for hours when they're back in Chicago

taeyong - ragdoll cat

–elegance, grace, and beauty. fitting for a leader

–but then the boba eyes get big and that's bubu for you

–grooms or head bumps the younger members' daemon when taeyong's babying them

–bumps taeyong's chin whether in an adoring or protective mood

–oh, she'd hiss and claw when tae's threathened. talking to the company does that.

–lovingly stares at tae's fishies

yuta - red fox

–as aloof as yuta's tsudereness

–but would let jisung's daemon sits on her head during nct world, and nuzzled mark's even though it's bigger than her

–graceful, lithe, and sleek, uet somewhat clumsy and brash

–BTW HAVE YOU SEEN FOX RUNNING n laughing? definitely yuta in his wild moments

–like when yuta's about to spill that tea (or lie💀😭)

–or after making a teasing remark to the members

kun - red panda

–another cute leader

–curls on his lap or watches the monitor when kun's making tracks

–tail circled around kun's neck when they walk out and it's cold

–or tips off his hats and beanies to hold on his head. (kun's hair got exposed one time, and after that pre-comeback livestreams are a struggle. not that kun would stop)

–sits on the corner of the counter when kun cooks

–shares a stare when the wayv kids frustrates them

doyoung - korean hare

–korean hares are hard to find on pinterest

–but they fluffier than the gangly brown hare so still on the do-bunny agenda?

–because he's sweet and all but man is stern with an agenda

–thumps her foot when doy's frustrated with the neos

–hops around doy's feet when he's cooking

–rises earlier to paw and snuffle him awake on his cheek

ten - siamese cat

–I was thinking of something else but this suits him

–pretty and loving and sweet, like ten's honey skin

–bit mischievous too, in a way

–stretchy, and her paws would just push on ten's chin

–circles about his leg when they're nervous

–likes to climb up his shoulder and settle their face side by side when ten's talking to people

–touching noses when they sleep

jaehyun - snow leopard

–i don't know, Lord Asriel's air inspired me here

–how the jaehyun prince agenda intensifies between the fans when she settled by late smrookies era

–but our yoonoh's a goofball so his daemon definitely carries her tail in her mouth at occasions

–jae shows her album covers when they're shopping in the music store

–rests her head on his lap when they're bored. and jae would laugh.

winwin - greater bird-of-paradise

–that rare pair of same gendered dæmon and human

–gets eyes turned wherever sicheng goes—they're a glorious, impeccable pair

–coz birds of paradise are dancers!

–the soft feathers floofs up when sicheng's pleased

–winwin will only give small smiles but the members knew boy's happy

–hops about his shoulder and crows when they're excited

if we get to 100 notes we'll get the other members😆

my navigation, if you want to see more works.

—braemjeorn 2022

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[wonjns]

三 ( trillium. )

⌗ pairing. winwin x male reader x minghao

⌗ genre. smut

⌗ summary. minghao & sicheng were an unpredictable pair, but damnit these china line dancers knew how to make you feel out of this world.

⌗ includes. threesome, bottom!malereader, blowjob (rec.), multiple rounds, finger sucking, overstimulation, orgasm prolonging, unprotected sex (don’t irl !!)

⌗ wc. 2.8k

°A/N. . . requested by anon ✓ // ok so AHHH happy halloween !! its not spooky themed fic but i really loved writing this & wanted to get it out by the end of october since its winwin's bday month and right before minghao's <33 no idea if its actually good or not but i fell in love w/ this concept as soon as it was requested!! these 2 are just the perfect pair so i hope you still like it !!

everything felt so good. too good, almost.

you almost felt guilty – not having the slightest clue as to what you could've done to deserve such a transcending experience as two pairs of pillowy lips painted vivid scenery on the canvas of your exposed body.

your head lolled back on a set of broad shoulders as you felt a couple of warm, nibble fingers gently stir circles on the flat surface of your erected length. a contrasting pair of firmly delicate hands reached for both sides of your jaw, tilting your head down to come in contact with two alluring mahogany eyes.

xu minghao, art in motion, smirked up at you from kneeling between your legs, thighs resting on either side of his wide shoulders as they dangled off the edge of the bed.

the only thing distracting you from the way his shaggy blonde hair reflected the evening moonlight seeping through the window were his lips, wet and swollen from their relentless ministrations on your body.

you could feel your skin heating up at just the memory of the past half hour, those very lips being cause for the varying beautiful shades of red on your collarbones. you couldn't help yourself from curling your hands into his soft locks and tugging him back onto the surface of your stomach, silently urging him to continue his artistry on your skin.

an amused chuckle at your neediness left minghao as he all but obliged, quietly mumbling how beautiful your skin was as he leaned in to trail his tongue along the surface.

it was when he started leaving soaked kisses and began suckling just below your belly button that your head helplessly returned to its limp state, this time looking up as you rested against the front side of a lean physique.

exerting the attempt to keep your eyelids open, you found another enamoring, lust-filled gaze glaring back at you.

dong sicheng looked like nothing less than an angel in physical form as he held a large hand at your waist, his free limb continuing to coax soft whimpers out of you by doting on your cock.

the fellow blonde's thick brows furrowed slightly as the exact moans he was hoping for poured out into the air and danced past his ears - his stoic, trance-like expression faltering for just a moment.

sicheng loved watching you.

being the man of passion that he was, ergo his scorpio ways, he felt high off the way the tiny muscles in your face would spazz and how your jaw dropped when he made you feel good in one of his many, many tactics. one would think he even looked angry, but he was always just so absorbed in your own pleasure that he could do nothing else but admire how handsome you looked falling apart for, or– on him.

he quickly grabbed your neck to pull you into a heated kiss, sicheng immediately biting down on your bottom lip. you whined as his smooth tongue pushed its way between your lips, sloppily devouring you whole. you could do nothing but sit and take it, moaning as you reveled in his taste and the way he began to suck on your tongue.

you were both getting drunk off the kiss, too enraptured in the feeling of his searing lips on yours that you didn't feel minghao chuckling against your skin until he took over sicheng's hold on your cock, stroking boldly.

the kiss was broken just for you to moan loudly, rolling your hips forward against minghao's warm hold.

"mm you want us so bad, baby, dont you? the way your body reacts..." minghao muttered, watching your glossy eyes blink blearily.

"he's obsessed," sicheng chimes in lowly, glaring directly at your soaked lips. "he needs us to breathe."

you didn't get a chance to respond before sicheng was tracing the rim of your lips with his tongue before smashing them together with his once more. your whine spilled into his mouth as you reach up to grab his hair, now having two sets of beautiful golden locks in each hand.

sicheng separated from the kiss to litter attention all over the sensitive parts of your neck. his hand loosened from its firm hold to push two fingers into your mouth. a deep groan from sicheng resonated into your neck and down your body in waves as you gladly took his digits between your lips, suckling on them passionately.

minghao began trailing hot kisses up your stomach right when you thought you were going to finally feel those plump lips against your cock. his eyes flit up, catching your attempt to look down at him past sicheng's fingers filling your mouth. he smiled smugly to himself as he decided they had been spoiling you for much too long.

"so greedy tonight, prince. so selfish... don't you think, win?"

you mentally pleaded for the man addictively sucking on the base of your throat not to agree, hoping there was a way for him to read your mind. you were in such a state of euphoria at the moment that you knew you'd probably cry if teased.

sicheng pulled himself away from his ministrations, tugging his fingers out of your mouth just to suck them into his own. the shameless moan that rumbled from his lips was enough to make your knees go numb.

"i don't know, he's so cute like this. so desperate... like there's nothing else he's good for than being worshipped." sicheng replied, his voice so obviously full of arousal as he stared at the blooming marks along your body.

minghao sighed. he usually stood alone when it came to his wishes of prolonging their time with you.

sicheng was goal oriented. hell-bent on swallowing you whole whenever he could; making a hazy, sex drunken spoil of you and licking up all of the mess afterwards. he had the aura of a phlegmatic angel, but felt like a god with the way he built you up and tore you down.

minghao, on the other hand, found even more joy in the process. he loved to feel you, those ridiculously perfect lips working you up to your climax just before slowly dragging it out of your reach. the crystal tears that fell from your eyes were his drug, never hesitating to lick the salty streams off your cheeks before making you taste them on your tongue. he loved to steal your breath, making you light headed with only the thought and feeling of him taking over your entire being. his favorite past time was painting pictures– crafting motion– and your body was his favorite workspace.

"hao, please." you murmured for the first time, thrusting your hips back in his hands after he stopped stroking you. "'really do need you."

"i know you do, baby. just sit there and look handsome for me." the blonde responded, exchanging a quick glance at sicheng.

sicheng ran both smooth hands down your backside, causing you to coo. he held you firm just before minghao finally brought his lips around your cock. your hips jolted as he offered you experimental bobs of his head, body still taken by suprise by how good his mouth felt on you.

after taking in the way your eyes rolled back, sicheng returned to placing wet kisses along the column of your neck. guttural praises fell onto your neck as he sucked with extra vigor the more you moaned, the opposing pleasures crashing over you both ways.

you could feel sicheng's own bulge begin grinding into your lower back, so you reached behind you to feel along the glorious muscle. he was always bigger than you'd expect, and more sensitive too, hearing his wanton moans as you just barely ran your fingers along his length.

your own cock throbbed in minghao's mouth, already feeling a familiar pooling in your stomach. he loved watching your abs flex whenever he would hallow his cheeks, gliding along you in all the perfect ways.

several oh my god’s poured from you as if it were the only phrase you knew, becoming slightly overwhelmed when you felt sicheng pull you farther onto his lap, brushing your hand away to grind his erection between the folds of your ass.

"minghao, i'm so close." you whimpered out, "please don't stop, please."

and you should've just stayed quiet.

you quickly regret speaking at all when he mercilessly retracts from you, cock feeling abandoned in the cool air of the room. you squirmed, whimpering at your immobility due to sicheng's hold.

knowing minghao wouldn't budge, you looked up to the second blonde, hoping that your visible pleading could still get you somewhere.

sicheng stared at you for only a moment before leaning down to place a dizzying kiss on your lips again, then looking back in minghao's direction.

"just let him finish, he's had a long day. you know he's no where near done anyways."

minghao smirked at the command. the mischievous glint in his eyes made you nervous for a second, yet was quickly discarded when those perfect lips returned to your aching cock. he sucked on the skin of your shaft for a moment before taking you into his mouth whole again.

sicheng suddenly placed a strong hold onto your neck, forcing you back against his chiseled upper body as he decided your neck needed just a few more hickeys while minghao made you levitate with his talented mouth.

the inevitable soon occurred - your climax rushing upon you even faster than usual, spilling into your boyfriend's mouth. sicheng took a shameless glance down, the sight of minghao swallowing your arousal and licking your inner thighs clean of the mess enough to make him throb.

"thats a good fucking boy..." sicheng murmured, making your cheeks heat up. sicheng was hardly one to praise with words, so you knew you were in for it when you heard him speak up.

and your speculations were correct, sichend wasting no time in turning your body in his lap. your legs wrapped around his slim waist as he dove in to wrap his lips around one of your nipples, making you moan loudly while desperately wrapping arms around his neck. he enjoyed the feeling of your fingers skating along his back muscles, powerless as you felt his bold licks all along your hardened buds.

your hips took a mind of their own as they ground atop his erection, clueless to minghao who stood, wiping his lips as he dug in the bedside drawer for the lube.

"it's time we got started on our turn, my love." minghao spoke in your ear from behind, loving the way your eyes scrunched as sicheng nibbled greedily on one of your nipples

the overstimulation was coursing through your body like a wildfire as minghao's incredulously sexy hands danced down your trembling body before he squirted a coat of lubricant over them.

your whimpering was endless as he began teasing your hole with his fingertips, causing sicheng to once again smother your mouth with his. arousal flooded the room as you kissed messily, your other boyfriend's perfectly swollen lips serving an effective distraction as minghao stretched you out, prepping you for them. you could feel yourself growing hard again already.

minghao was trying to stay focused on his task, but the wet and sloppy sounds of your lips hopelessly smacking against sicheng's, paired with the visual of your tongues wrestling for dominance, had him aching in his boxers.

you felt a hand roughly tug you backwards from your hair, whining at the loss of sicheng's hot tongue on yours before minghao swooped in to replace him. he groaned at the taste of both you and the other male, possessiveness uncharacteristically filling his bones the more he felt you melt into the kiss.

"my turn first, you two have been at it all night."

with that, you were flat on your back, staring up at minghao and the way his hair beautifully framed his face. you grew shy under both men's gaze, catching how sicheng shuffles close to your side, resisting the urge to touch all over you.

minghao trailed kisses down to your adam's apple, sucking harshly as if it were his forbidden fruit while he lined himself up at your entrance. desperate for any and everything at this point, you lifted a leg around his hip as he bottomed out, both of your harmonious moans springing to life mid air.

minghao was long, reaching that one spot inside of you instantly and had you seeing stars. you were bucking up into him before he could even make a move. with slow, long, languid motions minghao was brining you to your second climax of the night – but not before he reached his own.

a few deep huffs and smug mumbling were the only warnings you got before minghao was emptying his load into you, causing you to grip onto his sweaty muscular body as you took it all. your moans were like a consisted symphony in his ears while he rode out his own high while he softened inside of you, making sure you didn't spill too many drops on the sheets below you.

sicheng was shameless about how intently he was palming himself under his underwear, before eventually just discarding the garment as he awaited his turn.

your breath hitched, reluctant when he pulled out of you after kissing your cheeks a couple times. you were going to protest about not getting to come yet, but hardly any words were able to be spoken before sicheng was back over you, bare chests touching.

god, both of your boyfriends he had been getting a little bulkier these days, but you hadn't imagined it getting to this point as your shaky hands ran over sicheng's biceps.

"fuck, finally. just one more baby, i'll be the one to give it to you." he murmered, sighing at just the pressure of his stiffened cock against yours.

you felt the cool precum already coated on his length, groaning at how thick he was.

"please, winwin. i need it.... need you."

"oh, do you really, baby boy? need?" he responded, dark eyes baring into your own as he continued grinding your naked members along one another.

you nodded, teary eyed and edged beyond comfort. if he wasn't so needy himself, sicheng probably would've sat there and made you tell him just how badly you wanted him. but he was ready to empty his core into you, and watch it leak. and thats exactly what he was going to do.

"shit," sicheng sighed out as he slowly pushed into you, feeling the aftermath of minghao's work. "so fucking warm, and still so tight, prince."

you didn't have it in you to respond as you watched him from beneath, enamored with how unreal he looked even with sweat brimming his hairline.

when he finally started rocking his hips into you, he grew stronger with each thrust. desire seemed to only burn brighter in his gut as he watched you loll your head around in a daze, your mind shrouded in a mist of pleasure at this point.

eventually, sicheng said the magic words.

"come with me babe, i wanna feel you finish with me."

you instantly both felt relief, sicheng holding your hands as his release began flowing into you like a white river, with yours spurting out over his abs.

you heard minghao curse at the sight, lust still running strong in his tone. he hardly waited a minute beofre pushing sicheng's body up to lick your arousal off of his smooth skin. if you weren't close to passing out before, the scene before you was enough to push you to the brink.

you squirmed watching minghao's pink tongue collect your essence and swirl against sicheng's torso, causing the former to roll his eyes back as a moan ripped from his throat.

a bit more of your climax oozed from your tip, your hands quickly covering your exposed member from view.

"did.... you just fucking cum again?" minghao asked you, eyes in disbelief.

you were too blissed out to even deny the question, posed as more of a statement. you looked at the gorgeous men before you, the only two beings in the world to make you feel as good and as nervous as the way they do.

still, you wonder how you managed to find these two who work in such competitive tandem. who make you feel like the only boy in the world - who make you feel on top of the world even when they're toying with your neediness.

but as you're settled between their chiseled naked bodies in a warm bath, and continuously showered upon with sultry kisses and praise, you decide thats a question for your next life.

© 𝐟𝐥𝐰𝐫𝐛𝐨𝐢 — all rights reserved

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[nostrumfm]

ㅤೀ     𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐀𝐑𝐃 !     hope   you   packed   everything   you   need   for   this   trip    ,    zhao  linjun    ,    because   it’s   going   to   take   awhile   before   you   get   back   home   .    dong   sicheng   is   now   taken   .    here   is   our   checklist   for   your   stay    ,    and   please   submit   your   account   within   24   hours   !

ㅤೀ     𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐃𝐔𝐓𝐘 !     ZHAO LINJUN  sets sail to assist those with broken hearts . the  TWENTY FIVE  year old is known to be  RETICENT  , but makes up for it by being  SOFT - HEARTED  . you can usually find  HIM  listening to  THE PERFECT PAIR BY BEABADOOBEE  ; might be a way to unwind from working as a  MUSICIAN  at  THE GRAND PLAZA  .     ﹕     ꒰   dong sicheng, cis male, he/him   ꒱  ￤꒰   lacie, 23, she/they, gmt +1꒱

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[kiwisol]

⋆ ˖ comfort !

pairing: sicheng x reader genre: slice of life, fluff wc: 253 warnings: none

a/n: for my 300 followers celebration!! requests are open hehe. i hope you enjoy @masterninjacow <3

The rain pattered heavily against the panes of your window, flashes of lightning illuminating the dim room as you hunched over your laptop. The sounds of your fingertips hitting rhythmically against your keyboard rang in the otherwise quiet room, unaware of anything else that may have been happening.

“Are you still writing that essay?”

Your head shot up in surprise as Sicheng spoke, his voice drawing you out from your state of oblivion. His nose was a soft pink, brown strands of hair stuck to his forehead.

“When did you get home?” you asked.

He crossed his arms. “A couple of minutes ago. You didn’t hear me open the door?”

“No, this paper is killing me.” You leaned back onto the sofa, a frustrated sigh escaping your lips. “I haven't done anything except write all day.”

Sicheng smiled softly at you, the sight of your wrinkled t-shirt and disheveled hair amusing him.“Don’t overwork yourself, love.”

“It’s hard not to,” you sighed, voice laced with hopelessness. “It’s due tonight and I’ve only written three pages.”

He walked over to you, his lithe figure adorned in sweatpants and a loose pullover. “Take a break and let me read over it,” he reasoned. “Staring at the same doc all day won’t help either.

Nodding, you slid the laptop over to him and brought your knees towards your chest. Sicheng reached over and grabbed the thin blanket that was draped over the arm of the couch and placed it over your shoulders, kissing your temple softly.

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[dont-look-down-on-me]

[5:01 pm] “Can you see him yet?” Sicheng asked, while keeping his gaze on the scene.

“It hasn’t even started yet.” You said when the lights suddenly went off and the curtains were being drawn.

And right in the middle stood your son. Ready for his first traditional Chinese dance performance.

The performance started and from the corner of your eye, you could see him smiling all the time. Not for one moment, did his eyes leave your son.

When the performance ended, your son came running towards you, with the same heart smile as his father.

“Did you see my jump in the middle?” He asked you excited while hugging you.

“It was so good! You did it perfectly!” Sicheng said and hugged him tightly.

“Only because you helped me dad.” He smiled.

“And because you’re a natural at it. You’re going to be the best dancer one day!”

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[mistymark]

[8:58am] iphone struggles with classmate!sicheng

“You got a dog?” You spin around in your chair to face the boys behind you, eyes alight with excitement.

Sicheng’s head snaps up to look at you almost instantly. You hardly notice Hendery’s amused expression from the desk beside yours. It takes a moment for words to come out of Sicheng’s opened mouth, “Uh, yeah.” He smiles, “Her name is Bella.”

Hendery finally pipes up from across the aisle separating your desks, “Show her the pic you showed us.” Xiaojun, from beside Sicheng, nods in agreement, swiftly elbowing the latter until he rises from his desk to walk over to yours.

You can feel your face start to heat in embarrassment as he places his phone on your desk, leaning over your shoulder to show you the photos. He’s placed one of his hands on the desk, but the other is resting on the back of your chair, and you can feel his thumb against your back.

He clears his throat, “That’s when we first got her. She was only a few months old there.” 

“She's gorgeous, oh my goodness,” you coo at the pictures, sliding from photo to photo.

“Thanks.” His voice is soft, and you can tell he’s looking at you now, but for some reason you can’t bring yourself to look up at him. Instead, you focus your attention on swiping back through the photos to the very start. It takes him a moment to draw his attention from you back to his phone, but it’s too late. “Wa- wait!” 

You swipe one too many times, and you end up looking at what is definitely not a picture of your crush’s new puppy, but a screenshot of your latest instagram post.

Before you can ask him about it, your professor has entered the room, and Sicheng is forced to return to his seat. He pockets his phone and sits down, slouching in a failed attempt to disappear. You can hear Hendery snickering from beside you, but you refuse to turn your head.

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[luvdsc]

11:58 p.m. ❥ you escape to the rooftop, needing some fresh air from the party downstairs and also wanting a better view of the fireworks. to your surprise, you find best friend!sicheng already sitting on the ledge, feet dangling and eyes focused on the glittering stars above.

“hey,” you softly greet him, and he turns, giving you a quiet smile in return. you carefully sit down next to him, hands barely brushing. “were you able to complete all your new year’s resolutions this year?”

“most of them,” he hums, looking at the twinkling cityscape below your feet, lights from cars and traffic posts flashing. “i have one left.”

“what is it?” you ask, and he turns to you, tilting his head with an indecipherable look in his eyes. “to be brave. at new year’s eve last year, i was too scared.”

“and tonight?”

he smiles at you, leaning in closer, and your heart starts to beat faster than ever. his hand touches yours now, and he intertwines his pinky with yours. “tonight, i’m brave.”

and then, as the first firework bursts into brilliant colors in the night sky, he sweetly presses his lips against yours, sealing the last year’s end and beginning the new year with a kiss.

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[jen-o-jam]

[11:30 am]

“Munchkin, how does daddy’s dance go?” Taeyong asked out as your daughter stood in front of his legs. Her eyes tracing over all over the members, except one. Despite all of his trying she was still unsure around Sicheng. He was like a prince to her. He was the most handsome man, beside her dad she had ever seen.

Looking back at Taeyong her eyebrows furrowed. Her cheeks pouting out as she got embarrassed.

“Here I’ll dance with you. I’m sure uncles want to see what you learn” he said with smile. He was proud of her for even learning what she had. Touch wasn’t hard, but your daughter was only three. So of course he was a proud father.

“You’ve got this princess~” the boys cheered, watching as she lit up. The small shy smile disappearing as she started to dance, singing along to the best of her ability. Mainly trying to focus on what her father had taught her.

Taeyong dancing beside her as encouragement. Until she was done with what she knew. The rest of the boys cheering for her. A bright smile on her lips as she bowed like she was taught. That is until she met eyes with Sicheng, immediately going to hold onto Taeyong again.

“Daddy...uncle- handsome...” she mumbled into his leg, causing him to laugh and pick her up.

“Which uncle, Munchkin? It’ll be our secret..” he whispered, curiously. Only to watch his daughter point to Sicheng, who was watching. He was worried he scared her.

“Ahh I see~ he is handsome, hm?” He asked out. Sicheng raising a brow before chuckling, realizing what was wrong. He went to finish getting ready and then came back to where Taeyong and your daughter were.

“Princess...can I get a good luck hug?” He asked, squatting down for her. Her cheeks immediately heating up once more, looking back to her father. Taeyong giving a nod before she got up and hugged Sicheng. Giving him a tight hug and nuzzling into his chest.

“Good luck uncle...” she whispered

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yet another booty call

(2:26am)

anxiety rushed throughout your body as you tried to sneak your crush, sicheng, into your house.

the floorboards creaked under his feet. as you both snuk past your parents room, successfully reaching yours. he plunged himself onto your bed, wrapping himself with your thick blanket. you couldn’t help but giggle quietly.

once you turned on a night light. you followed his actions but your body flopped onto sichengs instead. embracement rushed throughout your body as your cheeks begun to heat up.

your body moved without you realising, sitting slightly further away from sicheng than you wanted to be. sichengs face look stunned but concerned.

“are you okay? your not hurt are you?” his voice was low and husky. but his eyes focused on your head which was tilted down from your shame.

with a small yet visible smile on his face, he unwrapped himself from the blanket. his back leaning up against the wall with his arms and legs wide soread open.

“come here y/n! surely you must be cold,” his pure face was full of excitement. you slowly nodded your head, crawling towards him.

time flew past quickly. your back was laying ontop of his chest, hearing his heart beat like a drum. at first it felt like unfamiliar territory but as time went on, you loved being around him.

you felt safe being in his arms, like nothing can harm you. you loved his soft yet masculine voice flow through your ears. he gently playee with your hair as you begun to fall asleep.

“dont you dare fall asleep on me y/n,” sicheng jokingly mumbled as he booped your nose.

“i thought that was the plan,” you replied jokingly, with a cutesy smile on your face.

the atmosphere in the room was light and bubbly but drastically shifted after sicheng mumbled. “no, not tonight. i’m gonna make you mine.” you sharply inhaled as you turned your body to face sicheng. a smirk planted onto his face.

“is that right? what if i dont want too,” you engaged to dirty talk by talk back, slowly closing the space between both of your faces.

“oh baby, we both know how badly-“ before he could finish his sentence, you smashed your lips onto sichengs. he wrapped his muscular arms around your waist pulling you closer.

you wrap your legs around his waist. in a swift movement you and sicheng swapped places. now your back was firmly pressed against the wall.

he lips detached from yours, making you crave for more. “you naughty girl. you should’ve done that.” his voice growled as he moved one hand, gently but firmly, onto your neck.

while his other one trails down your body. sending shivers down your spine causing you to arch your back even more then it already was.

hey long time no see :) , i stopped writing to focus more on school work but in the end that never really worked out this year. i was reading a bunch of mine and i forgot how much i liked writing them so heres another. sorry if its shit im kinda rusty.

i hope you guys have a merry christmas and a happy new year xx!

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