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marklydaydreams · 9 months
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Mark can’t take his eyes off you. 
He can’t believe he got this lucky, he can’t believe you’re this beautiful, this ethereal; his stare burns through you and pins you in place. His gaze is so feral and yet so soft for you — it makes you shiver. His bright eyes drink you in like you’re the only thing that ever mattered in this world, the only thing that mattered to him; he wants to be the only one for you, now, and forever. 
He walks up to the edge of the bed and sits at your feet, reaching out to massage them softly. You cock your head in mild surprise, but don’t question it  — this was one of those days when Mark liked to take his time, worshiping every inch of what belonged to him. His smile mirrors yours as he pulls himself further up the bed, settling between your legs and running his hands down your thighs. 
“What am I supposed to do?” he asks, leaning forward, pressing his forehead to yours. “How am I supposed to know anything when you look like this?”
You run your fingers along the nape of his neck. Mark lets out a long sigh and you absently wonder how tired he was. Your hands run along his toned arms, gently coaxing him closer to you. Mark pulled away slowly, his eyes taking in every tiny detail of your face as if memorizing it, and it embarrassed you somehow.  He smiled when he saw the color tinting your cheeks, taking it as an excuse to press feather light kisses on your face.
“You’re gonna make me forget who I am,” Mark mumbled, still grinning, “Are you going to take responsibility for who I’m about to become?”
“Who do you want to be?”
Mark scoffs at your words. 
As his lips find yours, his answer melts on your tongue — yours.
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xotaemintol · 8 months
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BRATTY SWITCH!TAEMIN x BLACK FEM READER: SLAVE FOR YOU
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“Baby, I'm a slave, baby I'm a slave for you.”
TWS: switch!idol, sub to slightly dom Taemin, dom reader, mommy kink, teasing, begging, hair pulling, oral sex (fem receiving), unprotected sex, grinding/dry humping, slightly bratty Taemin, pet names:(naughty kitty, kitten, good boy, pretty boy), dumbification, and praise.
PRONOUNS USED: None/fem implied (mommy/ma’am used)
WORD COUNT: 3486
Be warned, this might be slightly messy lol, I got sleepy while writing but wanted to post something a little longer for subby September, I would've continued it tomorrow but I would've lost the flow, so hopefully my sleepiness doesn't show lol, but enjoy, I'll end up editing it again (I did edit it once already) in the morning.
Taemin’s whole body feels hot to the touch, the slightest movement and he feels like he’d burst into flames from desire, losing his mind to lust he looks into your eyes, pouting as the submission takes over, there’s no more room to hide it or deny it, he needs you and he needs you now,
“Please, can I feel you?” He asked in a shaky and breathy voice, sounding unsure of himself since he knew himself that he had misbehaved enough to be told no and then some, but still, he can’t help but hope that you’ll go easy on him as he looked into your shiny eyes, your body on top of him felt so warm that he felt like he might explode from just the pressure of you, the way your eyes stare into his with that same amount of desire and sexual energy tells him that you want him too, but that telling grin on your pretty lips tell him that he won’t get anything that easily. As you look at him with a sense of faux sympathy and a teasing pout, you wrap your arms around his neck loosely and press your hips into him a little more, knowing how sensitive he must be by now. “Oh really?” You ask in a slightly condescending tone, keeping that same playful expression as you slowly rock your hips.
“How bad do you need me kitty?” His breath hitches and his body shivers from your teasing, your lips and body are addicting, just from looking at them and feeling you so close to him he was desperately trying to figure out how to get what he wanted without begging too much, “This is driving me insane”, He says in a small voice filled with pleas and desperation “Don’t torture me like this, please.” Taemin's simple request was left unfilled though and of course, it would be, Why would you let up on him so soon? That bulge in his underwear, soaked by your wetness and his precum isn’t enough to show just how badly he wanted you, no, it wasn’t nearly enough, you need him begging and crying with no shame, declaring loudly his selfish cravings for your body as if not a soul would ever hear it.
You playfully giggle as the sound of crackling thunder rings through the dimly lit apartment, the sound of the rain hitting the large windows makes the atmosphere all the more pleasant and intense, the glass of wine on the table half full with both your glasses empty and knocked over along with another that you had drank just before, nights like these, long, rainy, and dark with just Taemin by your side as he shows you just how badly he wants you always fills a certain part in you that has always been left empty by everyone else. “You think you deserve to be rewarded after behaving like a brat for so long?” You ask, you grin and gently tilt his head up to you, you look into his shiny doe eyes as they fill with desperation before leaning in as if you’ll kiss him and stopping, swiftly you lean close to his ear, softly whispering with your hands on his shoulders and your hips still against his: “Don’t get ahead of yourself, you’ve been a naughty kitty, Taemin, and a naughty kitty should be punished.”
His whole body convulses, and you can feel a soft throb underneath you as he whines, his whole body responds to your words, making him shiver and lose control, his mind going from sane to crazed by the instant “Please!” He whines, his face heating as he tries to control his breathing, still not wanting to beg to avoid embarrassment Taemin tries to find the words to say, but he can’t help it, he wants you to take control, for you to punish him for his misdeeds and make him your toy. He pouts and looks away as his body shivers in pleasure with the subtle and slight movement of your hips as you ask: “Please what?”, “Give me what I want” He answers in a slightly confident, yet submissive voice, There’s something about the way the rain hits the window and how this would be added to the moments he’d never forget that make him unable to control his urges anymore.
“And why should I?” You ask, your fingers trailing down his exposed chest, the buttons of his polka-dotted pajama shirt scattered across the cold floor and hanging by a thread to the soft material. “If you want it, you should prove it.” He looks up and takes in that mischievous smile on your pretty face, the way your lips curl so beautifully and how your brown skin is illuminated by the occasional thunder and the soft candle lights makes him want to scream, butterflies swarm his stomach as he whines and pouts, “I don’t want this to turn into a game, can’t you just see how bad I want you?” He asks as he grabs your hand and softly kisses it, his eyes close as his lips linger on the back of your hand, savoring the feeling of your skin against his even if it’s hardly anything, he lets out a small groan as his eyes roll back, once again, you rock your hips, ruthlessly teasing him as he tries his best to plead his case.
“It feels like I need you to survive,” He says, his voice cracks as he speaks, the waver in his voice as he swallows the saliva in his mouth to cure the dryness in his throat makes you throb on top of him, his cheeks flushed down to his neck and his eyebrows knot together as he places your hand on his chest and licks his plump, kiss swollen lips. “Please, don’t torture me like this, I learned my lesson.” You couldn’t deny yourself anymore, taking great pleasure in the way he expresses his thirst makes you feel that same undeniable heat, you don’t know how long you can go on like this. Suddenly the feeling of his underwear acting as a barrier between the two of you is agitating, every part of you wants to rip it off and feel him inside of you, sliding into you so sweetly that you could cry, You don’t see the point in making him beg any longer, not when it’s making you ache so badly too. So you quickly instruct him to take them off, leaving him completely naked on the soft sofa as you hover above his completely erect dick and kiss him.
Soft moans of satisfaction leave his mouth as he wraps his arms around your waist, he knows better than to lead you any further though, so he lets you take the lead, moaning softly as you slip your tongue past his thick lips and into his mouth, his body tensed as he awaits the feeling of your warmth around him, anticipating the sound you may make or how wet you’ll feel, how soft your walls will be and how hard it’ll be for him not to break at the slightest touch. You pull away, looking him in his eyes as you both pant like you had run a mile non-stop, he knows that look all too well, the look on your face when you want to keep control but feel just as needy as him when you want to punish him but feel too lost in your lust to keep up with what had gotten you in this position to begin with.
“I can’t wait anymore,” You say softly, he could swear right now that he’d evaporate into nothingness if you took even a second longer, “Please use me ma’am…make me your toy and please yourself.” You curse under your breath and bite your lip as you carefully line him up with your entrance, the feeling of his dick bumping against your cunt made you gasp softly, while you are still mostly fine, Taemin can’t help but cry weakly and roll his eyes back. “Fuck, you’re so…pretty,” You mutter, slowly you lower yourself onto him, even the head of him sliding into you with ease makes you struggle to breathe. You both jolt forward and gasp for air, your oversexed bodies feel sensitive to the touch, and going so slowly was only making it worse. “Oh god!” Taemin exclaimed as a burst of pleasure hit him, you want to degrade him or maybe poke at him for feeling so good from just the tip being inside but you are no different, gripping his shoulder as you bite your lip and slowly pace yourself.
Although you can take him, it feels too good to rush, wanting nothing more than to take it slow you pause for a second and kiss him again. You can feel yourself becoming wetter as you kiss him, the feeling much more immoral as your walls just barely clench around him, the moment he feels your wetness slowly dripping down his shaft he can’t take it anymore, lost in pure and unfiltered thirst he grabs your hips and begins to pull you down more. You break away, gasping as his length slides against your walls, already Your back begins to arch as your toes curl and your nails dig into his skin. As badly as you want to stop him, you feel too good to interfere just yet, so you allow him to guide you until he’s inside of you, nuzzled inside of you as he fills you up so beautifully, making you feel so full that you start to feel like you might shatter into a million pieces.
“F….Fuck…Oh my…” You stop as your body shivers, intense pleasure taking over as you sit on top of him and listen to his sweet cries, the way he grips your hips as if you’d fall apart gives you butterflies. “I’m so sorry…I’m sorry ma’am…I…I needed you so bad…I-“ He stops, a sinful whimper cutting through his words as he tries to speak, but it’s not like his words can save him anyways, despite your pleasured state you pull a wickedly sexual grin and grab his face gently, “You…aren’t sorry,” You say in between deep labored breaths, before you can even get anything else out you are overwhelmed with a urge to have him with no more delays, with not another word spoke you begin to slowly rock your hips back and forth. With even the slightest movement you are both sent spiraling into a pleasure that can only be described as heaven-sent, the way he presses so beautifully against your walls, how you convulse around him and the way your voices mingle together perfectly makes you both feel crazed with lust.
Neither of you want to stop and as you go faster and begin to bring yourself up and down all you can manage is broken praises, telling him how good he feels as you pick up the pace and bounce up and down on him, your skin slamming together as the sound of rain, thunder, and desperation mash together. Taemin can just barely stabilize his voice enough to thank you, crying out as his voice cracks and trembles, he can’t begin to form a sentence if he tried, and feeling you become so wet that it soaks his thighs only makes it harder for him to think. Truly falling victim to the drug that is lust you cling to him and start to move faster, Every time you move your hips he brings his towards yours, thrusting up into you as if he couldn’t bear a second without being inside of you.
“M-Mommy!” He cries out, “Oh fuck! You feel so good! Mommy! Please!” You groan and crumble against him as his voice hits a spot that makes you feel weak, your brain can hardly keep up with the different sensations, your mind goes completely blank as you become just as mindless as him and messily ride him. “Good! So good!” You scream out as your nails drag up his back, and your eyes roll back as he starts to thrust harder and holds your hips tighter, still sounding just as weak and submissive as before. “Am I doing a good job mommy?” He asks in a dangerously sexual and wicked tone, the way his eyebrows knot together with a pretty pout on his lips makes your whole body feel throb, “Am I fucking you how you like?” You almost cry as he bites his lip and looks you in your eyes, somehow that submission in his eyes is as strong as ever, even with his words being slightly more vulgar and aggressive, you know he’s only yearning for your sweet approval.
So you nod your empty head and roll your eyes back muttering: “G-Good…so good…” You lean your head against his shoulder and moan against his sweaty skin, biting down on his shoulder as he whines in your ear. “Let me take care of you, please ma’am, please let me be a good boy for you and make you cum,” Finding it impossible to deny him; and unreasonable to say no, you nod your head once again. You first expect him to go faster and slip his hand between your bodies to stimulate your clit, but your expectations are quickly derailed as he leads you to lay back on the sofa and gets between your legs. You aren’t going to tell him to stop though, you’d be crazy to turn him down when all he wants is to please you and make up for being such a brat, so as he begins to slowly eat you out you only encourage him. Your back arches as you sob softly and put your hand in his hair, pulling it as you roll your hips against his face just how he likes.
“F-Fuck! You’re doing so good baby, just like that,” You say with your eyes shut tightly, “Such…fuck…s-such a good boy! M-Mommy’s pretty boy!” Chills from all over your body, from head to toe You get an incredibly strong feeling of passionate lust that makes it impossible to think. Taemin’s mouth latches to you with his soft lips acting as pillows, his tongue massaging slow circles on your clit as his fingers stimulate it from the inside, pressure builds in your stomach as it tightens and your body begins to feel tense. His tongue feels like heaven and he shows no signs of stopping as he closes his eyes and reaches up with his other hand, rolling your nipple between his finger and thumb to add to the mind splitting pleasure. “Taemin! Oh fuck! I…shit!” You stop as you begin to pant and squirm under his touch, so close to the edge that you begin to tremble and your breathes become short and shorter, a white fog fills your mind as you pull his hair even harder and arch your back deeper with your toes curled so much that they might rip through the sofa.
“G-Good boy! Keep going! So close! So close! Don’t stop! Don’t stop! Taemin!” You scream out in chants as the feeling starts to overflow, his mouth feels too good for you to hold on any longer, and as soon as he started, you were already finished, but he doesn’t stop when you reach that peak, your walls flutter around his two fingers, and just like he expected you begin to gush just a little against his chest as he brings his body up and starts to fuck you with just his fingers. You can’t hold it in, you need him inside of you again and you need it now. “F-Fuck me, now.” That is all you have to say, he won’t deny you and he won’t waste another second, Taemin is quick to fulfill your needs and do whatever it takes to please you. As he slowly enters you again you both feel like you are ripping at the seams, The moment he bottomed out inside of you he tried to control himself but he was far too gone. “Do you want me to go slow ma’am?” He asks, already moving he doesn’t realize that you can hardly speak, but you don’t have to, he knows what you want because he wants it too.
Taemin grabs your legs and pushes them back, with your body folded he begins to slowly fuck you, although he moves at a slow pace his every stroke is aggressive and hard, yet so precise, he slams into you with so much force that it knocks the air out of your lungs with every movement and leaves you both screaming out to the heavens above. The sound of the rain is drowned out by Taemin’s voice begging for you, he trembles above you as beads of sweat drip down from his forehead to his chin and fall onto you, he feels so good, so pleased and grateful for you being too lenient that he starts to forget himself and with no shame calls out your name as he goes faster, an intense wave of chills rush up his spine and he hunches over as he grips the back of your knees tightly, his nails; just as yours did him, dig into your skin and his stomach muscles tighten. You can feel him pulsing inside of you, every movement is another kiss to the thousands of nerve endings that allow you to feel this good.
“Ma’am, Ma’am, I’m gonna cum…I-I I’m gonna cum!” He tries to warn you as he continues that same fast pace but you don’t respond, and when he looks at your face he sees why, your eyes are rolled back and your mouth is slightly open but no sound comes out, only short bursts of struggles for air as you slap your hand against the armrest, “Oh mommy, did…fuck…oh my god…” Taemin rolls his eyes and drops your legs to kiss you before whispering in a kitten-like voice, “Did I fuck you dumb?” You finally let out a soft moan, long and drawn out as you wrap your arms around him and hold him closely, knowing that this power switch won’t last long or end well for him Taemin kisses you again, “I’m…I’m sorry ma’am, I’ll behave next time,” he whimpers out, “I’ll be a good boy…I’ll be a good toy.” As his words come out even more rushed he once again warns you that he’s about to cum, and just like before, you don’t respond, you only weakly pull him closer to kiss him and mumble against his lips. “Good boy, good boy, my good boy, such a good boy.”
The feeling of a white wave of pleasure comes crashing down on him, chills cascade across his skin and he can hardly keep his body upright, his breathing is uneven and he feels tingles spread all over from his head to toes. Before he can stop himself or pull out, he melts inside of you, spilling his love deep inside your walls as he whimpers and holds onto you tightly.
“Fuck! Oh god! You feel…f-fuck!” As his climax hits him at a pace too fast and intense to keep up with, his perfect strokes become slightly sloppy yet deeper. Allowing that feeling to take over as he calls out your name and pouts, his eyebrows knot together and his voice becomes weaker and softer, “Y-You…feel so good” He says in a submissive voice, before the feeling can completely die down he leans back and pulls you on top of him, letting you fall onto him and lay against his chest as you both pant and try to recollect yourselves, your bodies buzz with delight as you silently lay together, allowing your bodies to become one in a more wholesome way for just a moment. Neither of you speak as you listen to the sound of the rain and thunder, and each other's breathing, you don’t say anything until you start to feel yourself dozing off, laughing as you catch yourself and open your eyes.
“You know, this doesn’t count as me punishing you,” Taemin smiles a little and pouts, as you look at him you smile at the sight of his eyes closed and a satisfied look on your face, “can’t you let me off the hook just this once?” He asks, “I promise that I’ll behave tomorrow…” You sigh happily and brush the hair that sticks his sweaty forehead away before kissing him lovingly, for a second you say nothing, just enjoying the feeling of each other for a little longer as you calm down. “Are we sleeping on the couch?” You ask, “If we are, we should at least get a blanket…what if someone sees us?” Taemin yawns and shrugs as he rolls over on his side, forcing you to turn over with him, leaving you trapped between his chest and the couch. “Let them, it’ll be their fault for walking in without a warning.”
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nanawritesit · 1 year
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Bodyguard!Baekhyun x Pregnant!Reader: Angst to Fluff
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Anonymous said: “Hi! Could you write cold/bodyguard Baekhyun and pregnant reader? Baekhyun doesn't want the baby but reader resists. No angst end pleaseee. 😢”
TW: fem!reader, domestic angst, mentions of contraception, pregnancy, sex, and violence. brief mentions of suicide
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Your heart was beating out of your chest. Your palms were sweating profusely. You were shaking like a leaf.
You tried your best to ignore your growing anxiety, mindlessly going through the motions to prepare dinner for you and your husband. Of course he didn’t expect you to, but you wanted to surprise him. Especially because you were planning on presenting some big news to him. You might be pregnant.
To be honest, you weren’t sure how Baekhyun was going to act. He was religious about using condoms and always asked if you were taking your pills, so part of you was worried he absolutely did not want a baby. On the other hand, when you first got married he would sometimes fantasize about moving somewhere far away with you and starting a family. You didn’t know what to expect tonight, so you were obviously very nervous.
“Baby I’m home-“ a voice boomed from the entrance of your home. You croaked out a simple “kitchen” in response. You heard him set down his bag and begin to take off his boots, and after a while he appeared in your doorway. He was dressed in all black, like usual. God, he looked so rugged and strong. It’s no wonder you were knocked up. “Hey beautiful. How was your day?” he asked, coming up behind you to kiss your cheek.
“Oh…. the usual…” you lied, setting down your spatula. “Dinner’s almost ready.”
He was resting his head on your shoulder, lips pressing against your neck in the form of a few short kisses. “You didn’t have to cook, baby.” he chuckled.
“I know, I just thought it sounded… nice tonight.” you lied once again, nervously pushing yourself out of his grasp and huffing over to the other counter to cut up some vegetables. “You should go wash up, I’m almost done.”
“Yes ma’am.” he laughed, confused but going along.
You heaved a sigh of relief as he left the kitchen, busying yourself with setting the table. Soon he was back from the washroom and fixing up a plate. You both took your seats at the table and began eating dinner. You were too anxious to eat normally, picking at your food and taking small bites. He was the opposite, ravenously devouring the meat and vegetables with rice.
“You’re hungry today.” you commented, trying to make conversation to calm your nerves.
“Yeah, I am.” he chuckled, taking a sip of water. “Work was so rough today. Some crazy fan jumped at my client and I had to hold him off.”
“That sounds scary, are you okay?” you asked, concerned.
“Oh yeah, he wasn’t armed or anything. I guess I should’ve mentioned that.” he laughed at himself, and you joined him in spite of your anxiety.
“Yeah, just give your poor wife a heart attack why don’cha.” you giggled, pushing your plate away from you.
He looked up at you. “You done eating already?”
“Yeah, I’m not feeling too good tonight…” you told him. It wasn’t a huge lie, you did have a decent stomachache. That’s what led you to buy a pregnancy test in the first place.
You continued listening to him talk about his day at work, laughing at the funny parts and gasping at his stories of crazy people. Being married to a bodyguard was always interesting to say the least. Of course, it worried you how dangerous his line of work was, but you knew how much he loved it, and it at least gave you some interesting conversations. Before you knew it, he was done eating.
“That was delicious baby, thank you for cooking dinner.” he complimented you, reaching across the table to pat your hand. “Hey, do you wanna go get some ice cream for dessert? I’ll pay.”
“No I’m okay honey, like I said I don’t feel very good.” you told him.
“Man, you must be sick if you’re turning down ice cream.” he chuckled, giving your hand a light squeeze.
“Yeah, that’s actually what I wanted to talk to you about…” you began, sitting up in your chair.
“What, are you sick or something?” he asked, slightly concerned.
“Not exactly…” you explained, feeling your stomach tie into a knot. “I don’t know how to lead into this, so I guess I’ll just come out and say it. Baekhyun, I’m pregnant.”
He completely froze up. He didn’t move a single muscle for what felt like ages, then he just clicked his lips and brought a hand up to rub his brow bone. “I’m sorry, what?”
“I think you heard me Baek.” you laughed nervously.
“Are you absolutely sure?” he asked, looking into your eyes intensely. He wasn’t showing any emotion at all, which made it very hard to gauge his reaction.
“Babe I peed on like four sticks and they all said the same thing.” you blurted put, starting to feel defensive.
“I don’t understand. We use condoms every time we have sex.” he began, getting up and rushing to the bathroom to grab the box.
You sighed and rolled your eyes, then got up to follow after him. “Honey you know those only work like 98% of the time right?”
You found him in the bathroom, sifting through the trash with the box of condoms next to him. “There must have been a hole in it or something. I swear to God when I find that thing I’m gonna sue the company.”
“Baekhyun what is the big deal!” you asked, tugging on his shoulder. “Why can’t you just accept it?”
“Because I don’t want a baby right now Y/N!” he snapped, whipping around to look at you. There was an awkward moment of silence between the two of you, the tension in the room just having reached its climax.
“You don’t?” you asked meekly, swallowing the lump in your throat.
“Y/N, we’ve talked about this…” he sighed, getting up to stand in front of you. “I have no business being a father when I work in such a dangerous environment.”
“Okay, so do I not have any say in whether or not I want to be a mother?” you asked, starting to get angry.
“That’s not what I said.” he stated flatly. “Do you know what it’s like to go to work every day and know that you might get hurt, or even killed? Now imagine having that knowledge with a family involved. If anything happens to me, this kid doesn’t have a dad anymore. Do you want that for them?”
You started to feel tears prick at your eyes. You bit your lip and looked at the ground, choking down the sobs that threatened to erupt from your throat. “Do you not consider me your family?” you asked finally.
His mouth dropped open a tiny bit at the accusation, baffled that he had implied such a thing. “Yes, I do. I don’t know why I said it that way, but that’s not what I meant.”
“Because maybe you shouldn’t have married me if you’re so worried about dying everyday!” you shrieked, finally snapping. The tears were streaming down your face like a waterfall and you could hardly breathe. You wanted to scream.
“Honey, I-“ he reached a hand out towards you, but you pushed his arm away and shoved your way past him and out of the bathroom.
Baekhyun immediately turnt around and tried to follow you into your bedroom, but you were too quick to slam the door behind you and lock it.
“Babe!” he pleaded, fiddling with the door knob and knocking urgently. When you have no response, he sighed and rested his head on the door. “Okay… I can see we’re not getting anywhere like this. I’ll give you some time to yourself. I’m gonna go take a walk. I love you.”
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Baekhyun didn’t know how to feel as he walked through the park. He never liked seeing you upset, and he tried his best to never be the reason. But he just couldn’t accept the idea of having children.
It wasn’t that he didn’t like kids… he got along with them just fine. And he’d be lying if he said he didn’t fantasize from time to time about starting a family with you. However, he thought that was as far as it should go. Fantasies, not reality.
He exhaled into the cold air, hands shoved in the pockets of his leather jacket, before plopping down on a park bench to collect his thoughts. As he was disassociating, he noticed a man and a woman playing with what looked like their young daughter. She had to be around five years old. They all looked so happy.
He knew he eventually wanted kids. Just not now. Work was too stressful.
But when was it not going to be? Was there ever really going to be a good time to have a baby?
Baekhyun began to look closer at the man. He wondered if he had any worries about his capabilities as a father. Did he ever regret settling down?
He took one last look at his face, and noticed the bright smile upon it. As the man stared at the woman and child next to him, he looked as if he had everything he ever wanted right in front of him. It was honestly pretty easy to envision himself as the man, and you as the woman. He really liked thinking about what your child would look like. What features of his they would have, and which of yours… raising them, protecting them, and keeping them safe…
That was something he was confident he could do. He kept people safe all day at work. He also enjoyed feeling like he protected you and your home. Would it really be so difficult to add a little one to his list? People tried so hard to have kids everyday, and you were both just given one with hardly any effort.
He knew you would be a terrific mother. He saw the way you looked at other parents with their children… the loving sparkle in your eyes when you played with kids. You wanted it more than anything, but with him always shying away from the idea, you never talked about it.
It was then that he realized, he could give you that. In fact, he already had. You were probably so excited to tell him, and with the way he reacted…. oh god, he felt just horrible. He immediately sprung up and started jogging back to your apartment.
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“Baby?” he cried out as he burst through the front door of your home. He wanted to see you so bad that he didn’t even bother to take off his boots or jacket.
He instinctively started running for the bedroom, as it was the last place he saw you. But as soon as he got there, the door was open and you were nowhere to be seen. He glanced over to the bathroom to see the door shut, signaling that you were in there.
“Baby!” he called for you, reaching for the doorknob. The door was locked, and you weren’t answering. All he could hear was the water running, so he immediately assumed the worst.
“Y/N!” he exclaimed, pounding on the door rapidly. He was freaking out. He knew what he had to do. He took a few steps back, then leapt forward and broke the door open.
You jumped at the sudden intrusion from your place in the bathtub.
“Baekhyun what the hell!” you shrieked, ripping your earbuds out of your ears.
He breathed a sigh of relief at the sight of you. “You weren’t answering and I heard the water running, so I was worried…”
“Oh my gosh, no. I’m not going to drown myself just because you don’t want our baby.” you huffed. “I just wanted to take a bubble bath to clear my head.”
He kneeled down next to the tub and reached for your hand. You hesitated, but let him hold it.
“Y/N, I want to have this baby with you.” he told you.
“Do you actually?” you asked sharply, shooting daggers at him with your gaze. “Or are you just telling me that to make me happy? I’m only going to raise this kid with you if we both want it.”
“No, I’m not saying I’ll just be ‘okay’ with it. I genuinely want to be a father. ” he reassured you, reaching forward to tuck a strand of your hair behind your ear.
You looked over him suspiciously. “What changed your mind?”
He placed his hand softly on your cheek. “When I was at the park, I saw a family playing together. They looked so happy together. I started to think of all the wonderful things I’d gain from being a father. All the memories we could make as a family, all the love we have to share with our child…”
You started to relax into his touch, leaning more towards him. “What kind of memories?”
“Teaching our kid how to walk and talk, taking them to school, taking them to the park…” he started listing, looking at you with an excited sparkle in his eyes. “I’d like to take them to Disney World. We can all make breakfast together, throw them birthday parties, read them stories…”
You smiled at him lovingly. “You’ll be an amazing dad Baekhyun.”
“And you are going to be the most amazing mother in the world.” he continued. “You’re so kind, and patient, and smart, and strong… I hope our baby is just like you.” He suddenly plunged one of his hands under the water to touch your tummy. “I’m so excited to go on this journey with you Y/N. I’m so sorry my first reaction was so horrible.”
“You’d better be.” you teased, splashing some water up at him. “Every woman’s worst nightmare is getting pregnant and the father wanting nothing to do with them. I was worried I was going to have to leave you and move in with my mother!”
He laughed at you, wiping the water off of his cheek. “I promise you, as long as I’m living, I’ll be by your side. I’ll take you to all your doctors appointments, buy you all the food you’re craving, give you back rubs… You won’t have to lift a finger for the next nine months. And if you go into labor while I’m at work, I’ll just tell my client they’ll have to protect themselves and hop in a cab.”
You giggled as you imagined the scenario. “Well you don’t have to do that, but I appreciate the sentiment. I’m so glad you’re ready to start a family.”
“I really am.” he told you. He leaned forward to place a tender kiss on your lips. “Now, would you like some company in that big lonely tub?”
“Yes I would.” you chirped in reply.
Maybe telling your husband about your pregnancy didn’t go exactly as you’d planned. But the two of you never really went the traditional route anyway. You knew that the two of you could overcome any obstacle, big or small. All you needed was each other. Soon, you would be parents. And you couldn’t wait to meet your little baby.
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Request for Anon (Yandere Mafia Baekhyun) 3.7k, mafia, yandere, pregnancy, unwanted pregnancy, abuse, verbal abuse, physical abuse, accusations of cheating
“I’m pregnant!”
“No you’re not.”
    You were dumbfounded by Baekhyun’s words. The news was definitely life changing, and you knew that when you confessed this he might not take it well, but you weren’t expecting such a cold response. As Baekhyun got up from his desk and approached you, his eyes fixated on the pregnancy test you were fiddling with in your hands. He took it from you, looking it over.
“Take another one.”
“I have… that’s the third one… they’re all positive.”
“How long?”
“It’s been two days since I’ve missed… and I don’t know how far along I am. Maybe a week or two… we can go to the doctor and-”
“Get rid of it.”
“Wa… what?”
“I’ll cover all the expenses. Just let me know.”
“We need to talk about this. Are you sure-”
“You wanna keep it?”
“I… I don’t know…”
“Then think about it.” Baekhyun leaned over to kiss your head. “I have a meeting to get to, and I’ll probably be home late. So don’t wait up.”
“Okay…”
“Love you.”
“Me too.”
    Baekhyun handed you back the pregnancy test and grabbed his jacket on the way out of the office. You stayed in place, trying to understand exactly how that all went down. Eventually you looked back at the pregnancy test. You did need to think things through, you just thought you’d do that with Baekhyun. You returned to your bedroom, going over to the window and staring up at the sky. Truth was the two of you had always been careful. You were on the pill, and most of the time he’d wear a condom too. Of course that wasn’t always the case, but the fact that you were pregnant now brought up a lot.
    You two have been together for years now but you had never talked about the possibility of having kids. It never really came up, and perhaps you weren’t at that point in your life to talk about it either, but now here you were. Even if this decision would ultimately come down to your choice, you still wanted Baekhyun’s input. He seemed to be busy now, and you honestly didn’t have all the information. The first thing you needed to do was go to the doctor and get some answers. So you made a call, and luckily enough scheduled an appointment for tomorrow morning. You thought to tell Baekhyun about it, but given how he took the news, it was probably best to leave him out of it for the time being.
    You ate dinner alone, sitting in the silence of the dining room. It wasn’t the first time you had done this, but given the circumstances things felt far more lonely. You thought to stay up, wait up to see him and make sure he got home okay, but you’d probably just worry him if he found you passed out on the couch. Besides, you had an appointment tomorrow, so you should probably get to bed. You didn’t how late it was when you heard the shower, but you did manage to vaguely stay up until you felt the bed dip. Arms wrapped around you and pulled you close.
“… rough… night…”
“Hm… sleep well…”
“… ye…”
    In the morning you found yourself alone. It wasn’t the first time, but it certainly hit differently today. There was a note on the nightstand, Baekhyun explaining that something came up and he needed to go. You knew what type of work he did, so you understood these things happened, although you found it sweet he always took the time to leave you a message. He even pressed a kiss to the paper as his signature, and you softly kissed it back.
    You had a proper breakfast after you showered and dressed for the day, opting for a simple shirt and jacket with a skirt, and comfortable shoes. As you made your way down to the front entrance you noticed two guards. They weren’t usually there but you didn’t dwell on it, grabbing your car and house keys from the desk in the entrance hall. When you approached the door they got in your way, making it so you couldn’t leave.
“Could you move, please.”
“We’re under orders to keep you in the house, ma’am.”
“Excuse me? You must be mistaken, now move. I have an appointment and I don’t want to be late.”
“I’m sorry, but those are our orders.”
You scoffed. “Baekhyun would not keep me in this house. So move, or I will have you killed.”
“…”
“You may work for my husband, but don’t think I’m powerless.”
“No offense ma’am, but if we don’t follow orders, we are dead. So you’re staying here.”
“For fucks sake, your orders are to protect me. It’s just easier to do that when I’m contained in an enclosed space. So follow me out into town for all I care, but if you lay a finger on me, you’re dead.”
    You pushed them aside and walked out the front door. Soon enough you heard footsteps behind you. Baekhyun didn’t always put security on you, the people around here weren’t stupid enough to try anything, but he’d get paranoid every now and then. This was one of those times. Before either of those guards got any ideas you told them to get their own car and follow you like that if they wanted too.
    You started up your vehicle, checking the directions and getting on the road. It was a smooth ride, and you made it to your appointment, checking in early and waiting for a bit. You hadn’t seen a gynecologist in a while, and you were certainly overdue for things too. They’d probably mention all that while you were here, but this was about the pregnancy first and foremost. When you were called up you took a deep breath to calm your nerves.
    While you waited around in the exam room your eyes wandered to all the posters around. All talking about pregnancy and other things related to your reproductive organs, and their health. It was a bit nerve wracking seeing it all, but this was important. Once your doctor came in you went through the usual questions, and you began the examination. You found out you were three weeks pregnant, thinking back to a handful of nights that could have been the one. As far as the doctor was concerned you were healthy, and so was the baby. They began to go over what you’d need to do to take care of yourself, but there was a burning question in your mind.
“So… uh… how long do I have before… I can’t… not have the baby…”
“You have until late in your second trimester, which is about 22 weeks from conception. In simple terms, you have about five months.”
“I see.”
“If you intend to terminate the baby it would be best to do it during the earlier stages. You should speak to your partner about this and make a decision.”
“Yeah…”
    You were still going back and forth on the idea, but set up future appointments to keep up with your health and the development of the baby. You probably would have gone home, but there was a lot on your mind and you didn’t think driving would be the best idea now. So instead you walked down the street, looking at what was around until you found a good place for some snacks. The two guards that had followed you went in with you, but sat away from you, giving you space. Things didn’t feel so uncertain now, in regards to what was going on with your body, everything else was still shaky.
    You wanted nothing more than to talk to Baekhyun, to figure this out together, but you were scared how he’d react. It felt like it was too soon, and you did have some time to wait around.  Once you felt better you returned home, telling the guards you wouldn’t say anything about your outing if they didn’t wish to report it to your husband. Regardless of what they’d say, you were sure they were just relieved you were back home. You went to your room, wanting to soak in a warm bath, kinda wishing you could have a glass of wine, but it wouldn’t be good for the baby.
    When Baekhyun got home later you said nothing about your doctors visit, and he didn’t seem to know either. He was happy to see you though, and things felt like nothing had changed. He told you about his day, being vague and not giving details, but the way he spoke kept your interest. Even if his work was dangerous, you understood that at its core this was all just business, and it kept you safe. You had dinner together, followed by a couples shower. Things might have gone further but you were both quite tired, and settled for snuggling in bed. For a while things were like before between you, but at some point you’d have to address the elephant in the room.
“Not this again…”
    You were planning to go out for some minor errands when you noticed two guards at the door. Baekhyun was home in his office today, but he never had guards posted at the door because of that. So clearly this was about you, and you rolled your eyes as you went over to his office. Usually you’d knock, he could be on an important call, but you didn’t care to do it this time around, just bursting in.
“What’s with the lockdown protocol?”
“Huh?”
“The guards posted at the door. Why can’t I leave?”
“Who said you can’t leave?”
“You did this last time! The guards wouldn’t let me leave cause they had orders to keep me in the house! What gives?!” “Oh, that was different. They’re meant to accompany you.”
“Accompany me?”
“Aren’t you going to the doctors today?”
“Huh? Why would I go to the doctors? And why would I need an escort!”
“Well I figured you’d want an escort for the procedure. So you’re not alone afterwards.”
“Procedure? Wait, you think I’m getting an abortion?”’
“Aren’t you?”
“No. Why would-”
“We’ve talked about this. We already-”
“No, we didn’t talk. You yelled at me.”
“So you want to keep it?”
“I don’t know, but I’d really like to talk to you about it.”
“Fine, let’s talk then.” Baekhyun stood up. “I don’t want a kid. Do you have any idea how dangerous having a kid in this line of work is?”
“Obviously, but you are well respected in this world. No one would dare touch me, and-”
“A kid is a different story. I know you can handle yourself, but a child can’t.”
“So what? You wouldn’t protect it out in the world? You-”
“I can’t possibly trust anyone in a school environment. Too many variables, too many dangers, too many situations a child can get hurt in.”
“There’s always home schooling and-”
“Why are we talking as if you’re keeping it?”
“I just… I…”
“Do you want to keep it?”
“I… I don’t know, alright. I already went to the doctors before. I’m three weeks along, and I have a few months before things would be dangerous. I know I shouldn’t drag this out but I really wanted to talk to you, and this isn’t how I thought this would go down, but…” You took a moment. “You’ve made up your mind then, you don’t want to have a kid?”
“No. I don’t want you going through all that shit. You’re all I need.”
    Baekhyun came over to you and pulled you into his arms. He rocked you to the sides and rubbed your back, humming a soft melody. Even if this wasn’t how you thought the conversation would go, you at least had an answer from him. It was a much easier decision for him to make, whereas for you there was a lot more involved than a yes or no. Still, now you knew where Baekhyun stood in all this.
“Do you want me to take you to the doctors then?”
“No. I have a lot to think about…”
“What else is there?”
“A lot for me.”
“Then what’s the point of asking me?”
“I didn’t get myself pregnant here, Baekhyun. I wanted to know where you stood in all this, but it’s still my body, my choice.”
“If I don’t want it then what does it matter?”
“Ya! I’m the one who would-”
“Is it really mine?”
    You were stunned into silence, staring at Baekhyun in disbelief. Soon enough anger bubbled to the surface and you attempted to slap him. He caught your arm with ease, smirking at the attempt.
“Did I hit a nerve?”
“How dare you insinuate I’d ever cheat on you! After all these years! Does this marriage mean nothing to you?!”
“I’m just checking all my bases here. You’ve been strange lately.”
“Cause I found out I’m pregnant! And if it’s not yours then you need to find whoever assaulted me!” You couldn’t help the tears building up. “I can’t believe you…”
    You yanked your arm away and quickly left the office before the tears started to fall. This whole situation was stressing you out and instead of being a comfort he was being the worst person ever. For a moment you questioned why you married him in the first place, but you took a breath and calmed yourself down. You couldn’t stay in the house, so you grabbed your things and stormed out, ignoring the guards trying to follow. You knew you shouldn’t be driving so you got a cab and blurted out the address of a friend.
    When you got to Mark’s place you let yourself in, having a key he gave you a long time. You knew he wouldn’t be home for a while so you went through his snack cabinet, getting yourself something and collapsed on the couch. You put on some TV to help you take your mind off things. Of course Baekhyun tried to call you, but you didn’t want to hear his apologies or whatever right now. Eventually Mark came home. He was surprised to see you, but mostly concerned.
“What brings you by? Usually you call.”
“Just thought to surprise you.”
“If that was true you wouldn’t have been laid out on my couch.”
    You didn’t tell Mark you were pregnant, especially so early on when you hadn’t made a decision yet. So you just told him the two of you fought and he practically accused you of cheating on him. You broke down in tears then, saying this out loud making it real and not something you can just bury. Mark comforted you through your tears, wanting to assure you that everything was going to be alright.
“Couples fighting is normal. You're bound to disagree on things and get upset over it. I guess this is your first major fight."
“You could say that."
“He loves you, you know that. I'm sure once you both cool down you'll make up and be okay."
“I hope so."
    You stayed with Mark for a while, but you knew you had to go home before it got late. Baekhyun was surely worried when you left, and if you didn't come home soon he'd send out all his men to find you. Mark didn't need to get caught up in all that, so you thanked him for being your shoulder to cry on. He saw you out and got you a cab, telling you everything was going to be alright. The sun had already gone down as you were on your way home. You stared out the window, seeing what the world had to offer. It was what you’d expect to see, people on their way home or going out, but one thing in particular caught your attention.
    A couple had parked their car on the street side, one of them holding a baby while the other was getting the stroller out of the back. You watched for as long as you could, seeing the smiles they shared with each other, and with their baby. A hand trailed down to your stomach as you watched before you drove off. You never really thought about having a kid before, but there was no one else you’d rather have a family with than Baekhyun. You knew he was against it, and you understood the dangers, and his line of work, but you wanted to try, you wanted to be a mother, you wanted to have this kid. When you got home Baekhyun rushed to embrace you, relieved you were back.
“I’ve been so worried.”
“I’m sorry…”
“No, that’s on me. I shouldn’t have said something so stupid. I know you wouldn’t do such a thing. Please, forgive me.”
“I know you didn’t mean it, but it still hurt.”
“I’m sorry.”
“I’m gonna be pouty about it for a while longer.”
Baekhyun sighed. “That’s fine. Just promise to let me know when you want to take care of this.”
“About that…”
“What?”
“I’ve made a decision.”
“About what?”
“I… I want to keep the baby…”
“Y/n, we-”
“I know what you said, but it’s my body, and ultimately my choice.”
“Y/n-”
“I know… but I want a family… with you.”
“No.”
“You say that now, but I’m sure you’ll come around and-”
“If I don’t?”
“What?”
“What if I don’t come around? What will you do with a child I don’t want?”
“I… does no part of you want to be a father? At all?”
“No. Not in this line of work.”
“Think outside that for a second and just-”
“I’ve heard enough of this discussion. Tomorrow you are going to the doctors and getting rid of this idea, okay?”
“… no…”
“Y/n-”
“I said no! I want a family, Baekhyun! I want to have a kid running around these halls. I want to see you smile as you look at your child. I want more than this…”
“Y/n…” Baekhyun took your hands. “I’m sorry. This is my fault for not being more careful with you. I didn’t mean to get these ideas in your head-”
“Shut up!” You stepped back. “What about me? Doesn’t my happiness matter here? All you care about is yourself, and how this would affect you, but what about me?”
“I’ve told you how I feel about this. What are you going to do then? Raise it on your own? Cause I am not giving-”
“Yes.”
“What?”
“I’ve made up my mind. I’m having this baby, with or without you.” You took a moment. “I’ll grab some things of mine and leave. Tomorrow I’ll go see a divorce lawyer.”
“You can’t be serious y/n. After-”
    You ignored his words and walked past him, heading upstairs. He kept calling out to you, but you didn’t pay attention. He didn’t like this side of you, chasing after you and grabbing your arm. This conversation was just going in circles so you didn’t have any intentions to start it again. Although Baekhyun was getting more frustrated with your actions, and the two of you wound up arguing.
“Let me go!”
“Talk to me! You can’t just-”
“I’ve said my peace, now let go!”
“Not until you talk!”
    Despite your attempts to free yourself, Baekhyun’s grip was firm, and because of that you lost your footing. You collapsed down the steps, feeling every bit of pain from where you got hit, only getting relief when you finally reached the floor. Your vision was still spinning, and the edges of your vision were getting dark. For a moment you noticed Baekhyun reaching out to you, his voice muffled and distant. You felt a tear slide down your face as everything went black, not from the pain, but fear that you had lost something.
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    The world slowly started to fade in from the darkness. You heard the soft sounds of machines, feeling warmth surround you, a hand holding yours, and muffled sniffling. It was a bit of a struggle but you managed to open your eyes, taking in your surroundings. You were in the hospital, Baekhyun at your side and holding your hand. His head was down and he was mumbling to himself.
“Baekhyun…”
“Y/n!”
    The boy immediately jumped up, and you could see that his eyes were red from tears. He was relieved to be able to look into your eyes, and then the tears started flowing again. He fell to his knees but kept a hold of your hand.
“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry y/n. I didn’t mean for any of this to happen.”
“Baekhyun…”
“Yes, what is it? Does it hurt? I’ll call the nurse so-”
“Baekhyun…”
    You squeezed his hand with what little strength you had. Now you were the one with tears in your eyes. You were afraid to ask, but you had to.
“… the baby…”
    Baekhyun looked away from you, and you feared the worst. You were already starting to choke on your tears when he leaned down to kiss your head.
“The baby is alright… I’m sorry I did this…”
    The tears still flowed and you squeezed his hand again. All you could feel was relief despite everything that had happened.
“I’m sorry I was so hard on you about this. Something like this never should have happened.” Baekhyun took a moment. “I was afraid to lose you over the news… and then I almost really lost you… I’m sorry…”
“Don’t cry… I’ll be okay… we both will…”
“What you said before, about leaving. You can’t, please.”
“Baekhyun…”
“I was wrong, okay, about what I said. I’m just afraid…”
“Of what?”
“What if I’m not a good father… what if I can’t protect our child? What if I can’t protect you?”
“You think I don’t feel that same… all parents worry about that… but we have each other… and we’ll give everything we have…”
“I’m sorry. I don’t deserve your forgiveness.”
“We’ll figure this out… together… okay?”
“Yes. Yes, I promise. I won’t leave you, or our kid.”
“I love you.”
“I love you too.”
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‘I love you’ Kai whispers in your ear and begins to kiss on your neck. ‘I love you more’ you giggled back from the ticklish sensation you were feeling. ‘That’s impossible and you know it’ he said sternly trying to hide a smile. ‘Do I need to show you’ he asks which causes you to nod your head in response.
He takes your face in one of his hands and kisses you slowly and tenderly. Your mouths move in sync whilst his other hand finds it way to your hips. He uses this hand to guide you onto his lap before wrapping both hands around your waist to pull you closer. You slowly move your lips to below his ear and press soft bites against his skin. You feel his body tense up at the sensation as he slowly presses himself up into you. His hands move up your body and he rests his forehead against yours. ‘Do you know how good you make me feel baby’ he says before kissing you on the lips. Though you have kissed thousands of times before, each time felt new and exciting. 
He picks you up and lays you on the floor in front of the warm fireplace before slowly undressing you, eyes fixated on yours. His gaze always made you weak at the knees, he had complete hold over you and you loved it. 
He grabs your wrists and holds them above your head whilst his mouth got to work on your nipples, swirling his tongue around the nub. You gasped at the feeling and felt yourself becoming more and more wet. ‘Please baby, I want you’ you begged. ‘What do you want baby, tell me what you want’ Kai asks, as you feel him smirking into your skin. ‘I want you inside me’.
In one swift movement, he has removed the rest of his clothes and is climbing on top of you. The fire could be heard crackling in the back, in unison to your bated breaths. He thrusts into you suddenly making you scream out in pleasure. ‘That’s it baby, let me hear you’. He pumps into you almost pulling the whole way out before slamming back into you again. He starts off slow before getting faster and rougher. You clenched around him feeling how thick and big he was inside you. Though he’s rough with his movements, his kisses are all filled with love and he places his mouth on yours. ‘I am so close’ you moan into the kiss, feeling your body start to tremble at the pleasure you were feeling. Your voices fill the room as you both cling to each other as you reach your peaks. He climbs off to lie on the floor next to you as you both catch your breath. You curl into his arms as he kisses the top of your head. ‘I hope you know how much I love you’ he asks, ‘I really do’ you reply and you mean it. 
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Love Doctor | Lee Taemin
5K Follower Series Ep. 28
Summary: You pretend to faint to see sexy doctor Taemin. What happens when he figures out your lie?
Genre: Doctor!Taemin x Patient!Y/n, smut 
Word Count: 1.5k
Prompt: “I promise I’ll be good.”
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The hard tiles of the hospital floor turn into the soft grasp of a man’s arms. 
You crack one eye open. Yes! Just as you hoped, it’s Taemin, or Dr Lee, as he’s better known - one of Seoul City General’s best doctors. 
His handsome black fringe has fallen loose, and his forehead is creased with concern. You relish the feeling of his strong, muscled arms supporting you. His smell… it drives you crazy. 
You shut your eye again. After all, you are meant to be fainting right now.  
Over the past few months, you’ve been coming in to Taemin’s clinic, pretending to have one illness or another. Anything to spend a little time with him. This time, you got even more daring – by pretending to faint in the waiting room.
The fear of getting caught was totally worth it for the sweet bliss of being in Taemin’s arms.  
He’s not your average doctor – unless your average doctor is drop-dead gorgeous, ripped, and just about the kindest human being on earth.
The craziest thing is, he seems to have no idea that he makes people swoon left, right and centre. 
Even now, you can hear whispers of, ‘Unfair!’ and ‘I want Dr Lee to carry me…” from the other patients.  
Soon, you’re propped up with pillows in the bed in his office, and Taemin is taking your pulse. When his fingers touch your wrist, electricity jolts up your arm. 
A few moments later, he crosses his arms, frowning. “Y/n… I’ve got to admit it. I’m a little concerned.” 
Your heart jumps into overdrive. Has Taemin realised you’re faking it? 
“This is the third time you’ve come in this past two months. Now, you’re fainting. But I can’t seem to find what’s wrong with you. Everything seems normal…” 
Your heart skips a beat. This is your worst nightmare. 
Only, what he says next is worse. 
Taemin nods grimly. “I think we’ll have to take further action. Is it okay if I make you a referral to a cardiologist?”
Your eyes widen. “N-no, I’m sure that won’t be necessary!”
Taemin smiles a little. “Don’t worry, we’ll get this cleared up soon.” 
You jump up off the bed and stretch your arms. “Ac-actually, I think I feel fine!” You start doing jumping jacks, your shoes squeaking on the floor. “All fixed. No need to call anyone.” 
Taemin’s eyes widen at your nimble movement. “How did you just- aren’t you dizzy?”
You realise that in your eagerness… you forgot to act sick. A person who just fainted would not be doing jumping jacks right now. 
Taemin’s brows crease deeper. “Y/n…” 
And that’s when you realise. You blew it. He’s worked it out. 
You sit down, letting your head hang. “I’m sorry.” 
Taemin’s voice sounds the most serious you’ve ever heard it; usually he’s warm and friendly. “You’re telling me you pretended to be sick all this time? Y/n – why would you do that?” He sighs. “I thought better of you.” 
You look up, your heart sinking at the coldness in his tone. “No! I have a reason.”  
His deep brown eyes bore into yours, more intense than ever. “What possible reason could you have?” 
You take a deep breath. “What if I said it was… for you?” 
Taemin’s mouth opens, then shuts again. He blinks, his movements jerky, like he’s so shocked he’s glitching. “You … but- but-“ 
Taemin can’t believe what he’s hearing. You, Y/n, went to the massive effort of having yourself carted off the to the nurse’s office for months just because you like him?  
He knows he’s considered attractive. Chocolates and wine bottles fill his desk every morning, and elderly ladies ask him to be their boyfriend just about once a week. But he never really cared about any of those people. They weren’t… you. 
 Suddenly, he realizes that he’d been having a dodgy feeling about your ‘fainting spells’ for a while. Deep down, he knew you were faking.
He must have pushed those doubts down, because he just wanted to see you one more time. To see you, with your black hair scruffily pushed into a ponytail, still managing to look breath-taking. To have you tease him, talk to him not as a doctor, but… as a man. To hold you in his arms, breathe in your maddening scent and imagine just for a second that you’re his. 
And now you like him back.  
He feels like he’s dreaming. 
Taemin sits down on the bed beside you, leaning in close to whisper in your ear. His voice is fast, feverish.  
“I really- really shouldn’t.” But your neck is so close to his lips, and he can’t really think straight. 
“This is breaking every rule in the book. I mean, you wasted hospital time… I could… report you.” But even as he speaks, his words are getting slower, more tangled up. 
You’re turning to face him, your eyes dark and so, so open. Did you always have such thick lashes? Were your eyelids always rose-tinted, your skin so chocolatey brown? 
“I made a… I made an oath…” 
You press your lips to his, just for a second, and it’s like a shock to every nerve ending in Taemin’s body. 
Taemin pushes you off, but gently, just because the kiss felt so good he’s sure he’ll lose control, and he can’t afford that. Not here.  
“This… can’t happen. You’re my patient,” Taemin insists. His hand still rests on your chest from when he pushed you off. He quickly removes it. 
You say, “And what if I’m not your patient anymore?”
Your heart is beating in double time. This is the moment when Taemin will brush you off, tell you you’re too young, or he has a girlfriend, or he just doesn’t see you that way. 
Taemin says, “Then… we’ll just have to find somewhere else to meet.” A smile breaks out onto his face, and it’s so handsome it could make birds sing, like Disney. 
Warmth floods your body. Taemin likes you back! Your relationship could be more than fake-patient and doctor! 
You grin. “How about that cute little music café on the next street, in a month’s time? I’ll have a new doctor by then.” 
Taemin narrows his eyes playfully. “It still hurts to think of you going to some other doctor.” 
You smirk. “Well, who’s going to treat me when you break my heart?” 
Smiling, he shoots back, “As if. You’re the heartbreaker. I can just sense that you have a long list of ruined ex boyfriends.” 
You tap his nose. “You better watch that attitude or you’ll be joining that list, mister.” 
Taemin grins. “You mean to say… I’m your boyfriend?” 
A blush hits your cheeks. You were caught out. “Maybe…” 
Taemin’s eyes burn into yours. He takes your hand, lifts it to his lips and gently kisses it. “It would be an honour to be your boyfriend, Y/n.”
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youaremycosmo · 3 months
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《cream series part two》 taemin x reader scenario
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I feel sorry for Taemin, we are constantly making fun of him... Enjoy :) MASTERLIST Word count// 1,923 words Pairing// Taemin x you
Summary// In today's episode Taemin's gonna learn how to unhook the bra lmao.
Genre// fluff
Warnings// staring and hugging breasts XD *not cringing while writing that*
About a week later, Taemin was sitting across from you cross-legged. His chin rested on his hand, for long minutes just staring at you in your bra and sighing every now and then.
- Your lungs are about to spit out - you commented playfully, sending the last message to your friend Kazuha and putting your phone aside. 
Tae’s gaze moved to your eyes. - They're beautiful. How can they be so wonderful? - he sighed again, his voice being so dreamy. -  And they aren’t even naked...
Hot blood rushed to your cheeks at his words. They were… so embarrassing, and he seemed not to notice it at all. But on the other hand, it felt kinda pleasing being complimented in that way. In fact, you've never heard compliments about this part of your body.
His hand reached out to slide the straps off of you. You glanced at yourself for a while, then again at Taemin. It looked like he was having some sort of internal struggle, like wanting to say or do something, but quite not…?
- Actually… If you unhook my bra, they'll be naked - you finally said carefully, giggling a bit. You decided to go with the flow, but again taking the opportunity to make a joke. There was no way he could unhook a bra. Sometimes even you had trouble with it, so you would fasten it from the front and move it to the right position out of desperation.
- Really? - his eyes widened like coins as he straightened up. You wanted to laugh at this reaction, but in the end you kept a fairly serious expression on your face.
- Of course - you replied, as it was totally natural. - But i won’t turn around, do it as i sit - you decided, making it more difficult for him. 
Tae bit the tip of his tongue, but then he moved closer to you. His expression was very determined.
You rested your forearm on his shoulders, giving him space to slip his hands behind you and grope for your bra clasp.
- Yes, it's here -  you assured, staring at him with a slight smile.
- What type of clasp is it? -  he asked after several seconds, charmingly frowning. You felt his fingers trying to move the material in different directions.
- Hook and eye - you answered his question completely seriously, which made him focus on your eyes again instead of the wall.
- It told me a lot - he pouted, which you found incredibly adorable. With the next seconds, you saw how frustration grew in him because he couldn't open this, probably now damned, clasp.
- Giving up? - you suggested after several dozen seconds, being utterly amused, to which he dropped his hands and sighed deeply.
- Yes - he grumbled with a sulking aura, looking down somewhere. Deep down, you even felt a little sorry for him. He must have been hopeful, and he didn't know you were making fun of him so much.
- Want to see from the front? -  you offered casually, shifting as far as possible and showing him your back. You pushed your hair to the side, giving him a full view.
- What is this? - you heard his surprised voice as he took the clasp in his fingers again. - I don't know how to open it even now - he whined loudly and rested his forehead against your shoulder blade, which made you laugh out loud. Boys were so funny. 
- Give me a piece of paper - you asked, smiling widely. - And a pencil or something - you added, glancing as he went to his desk and grabbed the first notebook that came across. He wrapped his arms around you from behind, gently placing his hands on your tummy and his chin on your shoulder, studying what you had started to draw.
- Look, on one side you have a kind of circle - you drew something that looked like it. - And there's a catch on the other side -  you explained calmly, being serious now. - The hook enters the circle. And you have two or three such fasteners vertically, so the bra will not unfasten by itself. Three rows horizontally, because you can have a different circumference under the breasts - you were patient as that would be some kind of Math task, not an instruction to undress you.
Taemin frowned heavily and finally pulled away, staring at that for a few more seconds.
- Okay...? - he replied with clear uncertainty in his voice and returned his hands to the material. After a while of playing, you felt the hooks being unfastened one by one, but in such a rough way that you jumped slightly.
- It's done - Taem announced with huge satisfaction, to which you put your hands on your breasts, preventing them from being naked.
- You must be kidding about taking my bra off like that, it was so unpleasant - you pointed out indignantly, turning a little to face him.
Taem blinked a few times. - I don't understand… - he mumbled with his eyes being so lost. 
- Fasten it again and practice. You should do it so gently, but you probably want to ruin my bra and scratch me too - you sighed loudly, so displeased.
- You're cheating - he moaned, clearly outraged too. You felt him sit down again with his legs by your sides, like a pissed off five-year-old.
- Yes, but you have to learn it if you can't - you hissed, undaunted by Tae’s reaction. - You'll do that next time, and I won't let you come near my bra at all.
- Why do girls have so many complicated things? - he asked under his breath, trying to fasten your bra back. - I don't know, it's some kind of misunderstanding… 
- Because pretty things take effort to get to - you giggled at your own words, coving your lips with your hand. Taem echoed you, clearly amused by that.
- Yeah, especially this big pretty thing in front of me - he purred, pecking your shoulder. - You’re lucky men’s fly is actually really… user-friendly… - he laughed uncontrollably. - You just zip it off and that’s it. 
- I don't know what are you laughing at, your thingy is not pretty? Maybe my expectations are too high - you said, smiling broadly. 
- Of course it’s the prettiest and it's 40 cm - he replied, clearing his throat a little and going back to your bra.
- Do 40 cm penises even exist? -  you frowned and reached for your phone in curiosity.
- No, it was supposed to be a joke, don't google it - Taemin moaned heavily as he unhooked your bra again. Seeing you’re not gonna listen to him, he quickly grabbed it from your hand, to which you burst into laughter. 
- Hey, i wanted to see it for scientific purposes - you barely managed to say. 
- I’m gonna pull my pants off for scientific purposes in a second, how can you do that in front of me? - he hissed, hiding poorly his amusement. - Sometimes things that drag out aren’t the best… - Taem muttered under his breath. 
You bit your lip, suddenly shy with his words and just focused on his fingers. After a few tries, you had the impression that he was already doing quite well with the clasp.
- Learn something else, there's a tag inside the clasp, right? - you said, staring at the wall again.
- Um, yeah… - he replied, and you felt him checking it out.
- It’s my size. Might come in handy one day - you shrugged. - Will you open it for me again? -  you ask him, hands on your breast again. Taemin did it quite efficiently, and most importantly, quite gently - It would be good if you could do it from the front - you pointed out to him, leaning back against the wall. 
Maybe all that technical stuff kept you from stressing about what you just did. You slid your bra off, tossing it to the side, and pushed your hair behind your back to give it full view. 
Only then did you realize what you had actually done. You just sat in front of him, showing him your naked breasts as if it was something totally usual. Your heart suddenly started speeding up, but it was definitely too late for anything.  Taem stared at them even harder than at you in your bra. His lips were slightly parted and you saw his chest rise and fall in deep breaths. His eyes widened and returned to normal every now and then, as did his eyebrows, which he frowned and relaxed, probably unconsciously. Pink shade covered his cheeks in just seconds, as he bit his plump lower lip in total amazement. After a moment, without any warning, he very gently took their outline with his open palms.
- They're so vulnerable - he said tenderly, his lower lip sticking out slightly. - And so cute... How can they be so cute? - he groaned softly.
His touch surprised you a lot and sent currents down your spine. You looked down at his hands and back at him. Taem seemed completely preoccupied in what he saw, as your breasts were only thing that mattered in this world.
- I didn't let you touch them -  you reprimanded him with huge uncertainty. Tae immediately removed his hands and lowered his head. 
- Sorry - you could almost see that he scolded himself in his mind, squeezing his eyebrows. -  I… they’re just… - he breathed sharply, looking at the bedcover. 
You stared at him in silence, not really knowing what to do. Actually, it made a big impression on you that he immediately took his hands away. - Just don't squeeze too hard, okay? It really hurts if you do it much - you finally explained quietly and reached for his wrists to bring his hands back where they were.
- I'll be gentle, I promise - Taem answered without doubt, adjusting himself a little. His slightly trembling hands cupped the contours of your breasts again, now fully embracing them. This touch was like a feather, so delicate and tender. - Actually, it's... I don't think I expected them to be so beautiful - he admitted, very embarrassed, stroking your skin with his fingers. It was impossible for him to avoid your nipples, which after a while hardened just from that careful touch. 
There was something weird about his movements. His fingers gently caressed your sensitive skin or just slid down to your ribs so he could look at them again. His squeezes weren't even the real squeezes. 
- Can I hug you? - he asked suddenly, finally looking into your eyes again. The question was quite surprising to you, but you couldn’t say "no" his, now full of adoration, stare. So you just nodded absent-mindedly, as Tae carefully slipped into your embrace, putting his cheek just between your breasts. You blinked a few times, with your hands in air, before you slowly put them into his longer, soft hair. He purred in satisfaction, glancing at you. 
- You know what? This can be my favorite thing to do from now - Taemin admitted cutely with a slight laugh, pecking your cleavage.
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jwirecs · 1 year
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hi! do you have any sub!taeyong fic recs?
hello!!
unfortunately i have not read any sub!taeyong fics at all.
if anyone would love to recommend some sub!taeyong fics, please let us know! i would love to read some! 🥺🥺
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nctsplug02 · 7 months
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Soft dom husband!mark , coming tired from practice and just needs his wife, fluff and smut pls add whatever u think will be fine, your mind works better than mine lol
Love your writings♡♡
Shower Sex M.Lee
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GENRE: fluff, smut, married couple.
WARNINGS: shower sex
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it was eleven-thirty at night and mark still wasn’t home.
the door unlocking has your ears perked up and has you pushing off the couch. you pause your show and walk towards the front door of the penthouse.
your husband walks in with his duffle bag hanging from his shoulder and his beanie nearly falling off.
“hey, markie. welcome home.” mark looks up and instantly smile. “oh, baby.” mark stumbles forward and drops his bag, wrapping his arms around your waist and burying his face in your neck.
“didn’t wanna use the elevator tonight?” your hands softly pat marks back and head. “it’s been such a long day and.. i really.. really needed to see you.” mark sighs heavily.
you pinch his red ears and smooth the shell. “i’ll reheat dinner and we can talk about how today was while we eat, yeah?”
mark pulls away from you and rubs his eyes. “i know— i’m sorry, baby. i wasn’t home for dinner.” you shake your head and kick the door shut with your foot, the top lock locks instantly.
“that’s alright, baby.” you cup marks face and you kiss his lips. “wanna take a shower instead? you’re kind of stinky.” you say with a giggle.
mark follows your giggle and groans. “i’d love to and i really don’t want to be a pain in the ass but.. i’m really sore and..” mark sighs and rubs his face.
“yes, mark. i can help wash you, that’s fine. you’ve been at practice for over twelve hours, you deserve a break and some caretaking.” you take his hand and drag him to the bathroom.
you don’t bother closing the door since it was just you and mark who lived in the small penthouse.
you undress mark who vents to you about his day, telling you how he barely took breaks because he didn’t want to mess up for their performances.
“okay, go in the shower first. i’m gonna grab some to towels and i’ll join you in a second.” you push mark towards the running shower but the butt naked man watches as you leave and come back with a stack of towels.
“mark,” you whine when seeing him just standing there . “you were supposed to go in the shower and soak up first.” you set the stack of towels on the toilet lid.
“i know,” mark bites his lip and places a hand on the door handle. “just wanted to wait for you.” he whispers and enters the shower.
you shake your head and undress yourself before joining mark in the hot, steaming shower.
“mm, the water feels amazing.” you shut your eyes and sigh. “you mind if i turn the water a bit colder?” you open your eyes to see mark already holding the faucet. “whatever helps you relax, baby.”
you let out a little gasp when the water turns icy cold. “geez,” you mumble, looking down when feeling your nipples grow crazy hard.
“sorry, babe.” mark holds your waist and rubs little circles on your soft skin.
you grab your navy blue loofa and squirt some watermelon body wash onto it, fluffing it up and turning to mark.
“you’ve been working so hard, markie.” you turn him around and scrub the loofa on his back. “i’m so proud of you, markie.” you then scrub his shoulders, a moan exhales from marks throat. “you’re a bit tight there, mark. i’ll give you a massage when we get out.” mark rolls his neck and sighs.
you turn him around and begin to rub the loofa on his chest. “you’re smelling a lot better than before.” you giggle and watch as he inhales the watermelon scent with a giggle.
you move down to his abs, lubing his body with the scented bubbles. “oh,” you stop when seeing how hard mark was.
you look up at mark who bites his lip and flexes his abs making his cock twitch and nudge your arm.
“should i wash this too?” you move the loofa down to his cock. “oh, fuck.” mark gasps and jerks, quickly grabbing your hand and looking down at you.
you bite your lip and grin. “may i?” mark takes in your puppy eyes and nods. you drop the loofa and grab mark by the base.
“you’re so hard.” you whisper, jerking him off and washing away the bubbles. “geez, y/n.” mark groans as you take him in your mouth.
you circle your tongue around his tip and tease his tiny slit. you moan around him as the tip of your tongue massages right under his head.
“ooh, fuck.” mark pants, placing a hand on your head and forcing himself to stop himself before he gets out of hand.
you drop your hands and look up at mark, softly nodding and allowing him to fuck your face. you shut your eyes while mark forces his cock down your throat.
your throat tightens around mark and he moans loudly. his noises bouncing off the tight shower walls. “fuck, y/n. f—fuck!” mark pants and groans, hugging your head and keeping his stuttering hips in place.
marks cum shooting down your throat while you choke and slap his thigh. “just a little bit more, baby.” mark mutters, bucking his hips as if your nose wasn’t already touching his abdomen.
marks tip tickling the back of your throat causing you to gag. your eyes water and tears slip past your cheeks.
you gasp and fall on your ass when mark releases you. you wipe the drool from your chin and attempt to catch your breath. globs of tears slip down your cheeks and the shower quickly washes them away.
“i’m sorry, baby.” mark helps you up and hugs your body against his. “i got a bit outta control.” mark presses a few kisses on your shoulder and jaw.
“that’s okay,” you pinch his ears and rub his jaw. “you feelin’ better?” mark looks up at you. “a little bit. but,” you raise an eyebrow. “but?” you question.
instead of answering, mark pins you against the wall and lifts your leg. he pins your thigh to his hips and slips his fingers into you.
“oh, fuck.” you gasp, dropping your head and letting your knees buckle. mark catches you and rests his forehead against yours, droplets fall from his nose and strands of hair.
“try and stay up for me, gorgeous.” mark mutters with a smirk.
it was torture, mark fingering you while telling you to not cum yet. his thumb rubbing your clit while he fingers push past your gummy walls. his fingers curling and brushing your g-spot.
“hold on, baby.” mark grunts as he grabs his dick and holds it against your entrance. “mark, please hurry!” you whine desperately.
“you’re so eager,” mark chuckles. “it’s pathetic.” he scoffs and pushes himself into you.
you dig your nails into his shoulders as mark brings you to your tip-toes. mark squeezes your thigh and moans as you tighten around him.
mark fucks you quickly.
his hips smacking against yours roughly, his vocals kicking in and mixing with yours. the sounds of skin smacking against skin echos in the small shower.
“oh, mark.” you moan, pulling him closer so that his chest is pressed against yours. “i’m gonna cum, mark.” you gasp as mark rolls his hips and pushes himself deeper inside you.
you hug mark tightly as you cream all over mark. “s—shit, y/n!” mark shudders and thrusts one last time before shooting his load into you.
uncontrollably, marks hips stutter into yours.
mark drops your leg and backs his hips up, just a bit so his cock falls out of you.
mark drops to his knees and lifts your other leg, giving the first leg a rest. “mark, what are you—?” mark gives you one look and buries his face between your thighs.
“oohh, wow.” you gasp and grab a fistful of his hair. marks tongue enters you before leaving and licking a long stripe on your clit.
“shit.” you hold your breath.
you run your fingers through his wet tangled hair while his tongue circles your clit. “fuck,” you groan and watch as mark eats you out like a hungry man. “oh, my god.”
mark turns his head and laps your juice from a different position.
“i’m gonna cum, m—markie!” you jerk forward as mark sucks your clit. his mouth fully attached to your clit, his only focus.
marks tongue suckles and brings your orgasm closer… and closer… and—
you shudder and let out a cry when your orgasm hits you. it stings you like a bee and doesn’t go away until mark is pulling away, heavily breathing.
his chest falls as fast as it rises.
“you taste,” mark wipes the back of his mouth with his backhand. “so fucking sweet.” he chuckles with a taunting smirk.
mark stands up with his hands on your hips.
“i do, huh?” your legs buzz and slowly turn numb. “you taste very sweet, baby.” mark pulls you by the waist and hugs you to his chest.
“i wonder how sweet you’re gonna taste.” mark inhales to say something but doesn’t say a word, instead he watches as you lower yourself onto your knees.
you bite your lip and grab him by the base, “mwah.” you press a soft kiss on his tip. “fuck, baby. this is gonna be a long night, huh?”
you swirl your tongue around his tip and hum. “uh-huh.” you giggle before swallowing him whole.
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AN| this was so shit but it’ll have to do for now! i love you all, i’m sorry for being inactive. i’m so busy! <3
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kjdkive · 1 month
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hiiii ! loved the girl dad!jaehyun texts, can i request a mark ver please ? 🤭 love uuu
girl dad! mark lee
warnings: k word jokes, kind of suggestive
a's/n: thanks anon for requesting this, you brought me back to life <33 requests keep this acc alive for anyone who cares hahaha
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marklydaydreams · 1 year
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[11:36 pm]
The room was soaked in a deep moonlight blue.
There was no sound save for the ticking of the clock, which steadily shifted towards midnight.
Mark was asleep when you came in, wrapped up in the comforters. His hair fell softly over his forehead — a shock of black against the white of the pillows.
Mine, you thought. Mine, mine, mine.
Mark stirred as you walked over to him, and reached out to push his hair out of his face. He leaned into your touch, sighing when you left a kiss on his forehead. There was nothing else and yet you felt like you couldn't breathe. He fell back asleep. You walked over to your side of the bed, making yourself comfortable under the sheets that all smelled like him. Mark turned over and wrapped his arms around you, all warmth and long legs. You could think of nothing but him.
All yours, you thought. Yours, yours, yours.
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xotaemintol · 8 months
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SUB!TAEMIN x (FEM) READER: SUBBY SEPTEMBER SHORTS DAY 1
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“Teach me, touch me, guide me baby.”
PRONOUNS USED: fem reader implied
TWS: Overstimulation, sub!idol, dom!reader, unprotected sex, impact play, edging, sex toys, thigh riding.
WORD COUNT: 723
Taemin’s hips shutter as bright red lashes cover his bare skin, decorating his thighs, chest, hips, and shoulders along with an array of bite marks, scratches, and bruises. His whole body looked like it had been through hell and back, but he loved it, the way you dug your nails into his skin as you demanded him to answer you, how you bit down on his shoulder as you grinded against his thigh, and how the belt felt against his skin, it all felt heavenly his entire body was sensitive to the touch and he felt like he could burst into flames at the slightest touch.
“Please…” He cried out, your hand never stopping as you stroked his sensitive cock with a slowness that had him thrashing around and panting heavily, “Please! I-I’m…gonna cum plea-“ You snatched your hand away and slapped his thigh, slapping it so hard that it made your hand sting and left a bright red print on his soft skin, the sound of it bouncing off the walls along with his loud whimpers and cries. “Who said you were going to cum?” You asked as you got on top of his other thigh, pressing your cunt right onto the sensitive skin knowing that even the slightest touch would have him jumping and whining. “I-I’m sorry! Please forgive ma’am!” He begged, “Please!” You grinned, grabbing his face as you slowly grind yourself against him. “Oh god!” You could feel his thigh muscles contracting and his body trembling.
“Aren’t you selfish?” You teased, “You act like it’s hurting you if I please myself instead of you,” He whimpered, and although his eyes were covered by a thick black cloth you could tell when he turned his head to you that he was pleading with you, “N-No! No! It feels good! Please, please keep going, please keep using me!” You bite your lip, moaning as you go even slower, “So pathetic,” Taemin whimpered, his eyebrows turned upwards as he pouted, “You don’t even deserve it.” You get off his thigh and he immediately whines, squirming around to show how displeased he is by your sudden disappearance. “B-But, I’ve been such a good boy, I’ve been so obedient and I-Ah!” You stop him by slapping his thigh in the same spot you sat on, but this time with the flogger.
“That’s what I expect out of you, I’m not going to praise you for doing the bare minimum…” You grin while tracing it up his thigh, chills raise on his body and his cock twitches as he quietly moaned. “But, I’ll reward you since you’re such a pretty boy.” Taemin didn’t know what to expect, for a second, he thought that you’d finally let him cum, but your hand never returned, then he thought that maybe you were teasing him again by leaving him blindfolded with no idea as to what he was going to do next, but his thoughts were quickly silenced when he felt you mounting him, whimpering as your thighs rubbed the welts on his hips, “M-Ma’am?” He questioned, but you didn’t answer him, instead, you covered his mouth and grabbed his cock while hovering over it.
“Sh, don’t you want to be rewarded?” You bit your lip as the head of his length bumped your cunt, both of you jolting from the slight touch, “Or do you want to continue to be punished for being a brat?” You asked as you uncovered his mouth, he could tell that although this may have seemed like a rhetorical question, you wanted a response so in a desperate voice he said: “No, please ma’am, I want to be rewarded…b-but I’ll cum if you put it inside.” The waver in his voice made you throb, filled with a desire to see him break even more you ignored his warning. “Then you’ll be cumming until I’m satisfied.” Finally, you sink onto him, your walls throbbing around him as he whined loudly, and whimpered at the feeling of your warmth surrounding him, the feeling of being so deep inside of you made him want to cry, and hearing your soft moans only made it worse. “Ma…Ma’am…ple…oh god…please I-I… ’m gonna c-cum!” Butterflies filled his stomach as you let out a breathy laugh and softly kissed him on the cheek.
“Such a naughty kitty…my perfect s-slut.”
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taetr4ck · 3 months
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Could I ask for mark x reader texting during/after an argument?
MARK AFTER AN ARGUMENT TEXTS !
mark lee x reader, no warnings — fluff, angst
a/n : OF COURSE MY LOVEEEEEE here you go ! mwah 🩷 (i should go to jail for making this criminally short wtf)
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mymoodwriting · 11 months
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“It’s been months.”
“Not surprising. I told you they’d hold on tight.”
     When Taemin had told them it would be a while before they’d see you again, they kinda hoped he was lying. Half a year later, they could finally see that he was right.
“Still… I can’t help but wonder if she’s even alive…”
“If you think she’s dead, you’re an idiot.” Taemin stated. “She is everything the Organization wanted. They are going to be careful, and they are going to take their time training her until she’s what they want. We weren’t lucky enough to be that special.”
“Your training wasn’t easy.” Ten said. “So I doubt she has it easy either.”
“They won’t let her die if that’s what you’re worried about… no matter what…”
“I’m not so sure that’s reassuring.”
“Be patient. We’ll see her again. I don’t doubt that.”
    Without you around they didn’t have much to fight over, so it forced cooperation. All they really had now was each other, and their goal to find you. They had ways to pass the time, training, yelling at each other, beating each other up, and sometimes they’d go out as a team. Even if they were waiting on your reappearance, the Organization was still operating. Taemin kept a close eye on them, and when he found a chance to get information he’d always jump on it. Now there wasn’t any arguing on who was in charge.
    It wasn’t just them being submissive, but more a proper partnership. Taemin knew the most about the Organization and how they operated, so he was better suited in the role of leader anyway. As time went on, as they went out together, they learned to work more harmoniously. They’d always look for clues about you as well. Hoping to find any information on you, hoping to find your location and rescue you. That was rarely the case, and it was hard to keep holding out for hope. Although when they finally got something like that, it wasn’t really what they wanted to find.
“Test Subject 0046, trial number 394-”
    Taemin had been searching through some files when he came across a familiar name. He found videos and clicked on one, immediately seeing you on screen. You were collared, dressed in white, and you looked so exhausted. When he realized Mark was peeking over his shoulder he immediately stopped the video and deleted everything.
“That… that was y/n!” Mark yelled. “That was her! Play the video.”
“No.”
“What was-”
“I said no!” Taemin hissed. “I know what those videos are, and she wouldn’t want you to see her like that.”
“Like what?” Taeyong questioned. “What was that video?”
“It’s just… records… of her training… they did that for us too, so they could look back and see what we did, what we responded too.”
“Is she alright?”
“She didn’t look so good, but she’s alive. The date on it was rather recent, so there’s the evidence you’ve been waiting for.”
“Do we know where she is?” Lucas questioned. “Or is that too much to hope for?”
“No location I’m afraid.” 
“The training facilities are numerous.” Kai reminded. “And it’s likely she gets moved whenever we attack a location.”
“We’re also prone to trashing them.” Baekhyun added. “They don’t mind as long as we’re progressing. I’ve completely fried a whole building’s electrical system once or twice.”
“The hell?” Ten said. “You can do that.”
“I can control it now.”
“You’ve also improved with your abilities.” Taemin mentioned. “So progress is made all around. I’m impressed, but we’re not done yet.”
“Speaking of our training.” Kai cut in. “ I found something you’re not gonna like.”
“What?”
“It seems the Organization is ready to start up the experiment again.”
“Of course, they have what they want, and with the rest of us missing, they’d want a whole new batch of test subjects.”
“We need to go.” Lucas suddenly said. “I hear company coming, and it’s a lot.”
“Kai, get the info on a drive.” Taemin ordered. “Lucas, how much time do we have?”
“Maybe five minutes. They’re moving to surround us and cover all exits.”
Mark scoffed. “They can’t cover our exit.”
“Don’t get cocky.” Taeyong said. “You still mess up.”
“And I have half a mind to punch you to see if you’re a clone.”
“How would that work?”
“I’m not sure, but we can find out.”
“Got it!” Kai stated. “Let’s go.”
“Again!”
    It was always the training with each other that complicated matters. Kai and Baekhyun still had their cocky attitudes, and the others really were not at their level. For the most part Mark could better keep up with Kai, the fights more based on being able to locate the other before they appear and avoid a hit. Despite his best efforts and improvement, Kai always landed a hit, and after the one Mark gets thrown off his game and loses. It annoyed and frustrated him to no end, not getting how the other managed.
“Can we take a break?”
“Five minutes.”
“Seriously. You wanna kick my ass that bad?”
“You’ve gotten better.” Kai admitted. “So don’t be so hard on yourself.”
“All this time, and how many hits have I landed on you?”
“None.”
“I don’t really think I’m improving.”
“It takes me longer to hit you now than it did at first.”
“That’s not really motivational.”
“You’re improving, even if you don’t think so. I train with you, I know how you think, the enemy doesn’t.”
“I guess…”
“Come on, let’s go again.”
“Ugh, fine.”
    Besides Mark, Kai also tended to train with Taeyong. The multiple enemies didn’t seem to bother him. Although just like with Mark, he remains untouched. For Taeyong it was about control, being able to duplicate and get his doubles into action fast, while also protecting himself. There was improvement there as well, even if the boy didn’t think so. When it came to Ten and Lucas, their training involved a lot more focus. Baekhyun knew about being patient and figuring things out, although his students didn’t.
“What more do you expect from me?” Ten questioned. “I think I’m at my limit. I can heal living objects, and fix inanimate things. What’s possibly next?”
“You have to go beyond what you think is possible.” Baekhyun responded. “All I thought I could do was turn the light on and off, not create hallucinations, or fire.”
“Then where do you see my powers going?”
“Look at what you can do, the basics of it, and go further.”
“But like what? You had a whole team of scientists dissect your powers and figure out things for you to try. I don’t have that.”
“Taemin’s coming.” Lucas cut in. “He’ll enter in 3, 2…”
    Right on cue, the doors to the garden opened and Taemin walked in. Baekhyun looked over and waved, telling Lucas he did a good job. He seemed capable of distinguishing the others by little things like footsteps and breathing patterns. 
“How are they doing?”
“Good.” Baekhyun said. “Just a little stuck.”
“Why are we still even training?” Lucas asked. “We’re far more capable with our powers now than before.”
“Perhaps, but I need you to be better.”
“Why?”
“Cause you’re the only hope.”
“What?”
“Even if we get lucky and come across y/n, she won’t be alone. The Organization has the means to block my powers, as well as Baekhyun’s and Kai’s, but not yours. I need you all to be capable of handling yourselves in that situation. Everything will most likely come down to you.”
“But what more do you expect of us?” Ten wondered. “I feel like I’ve reached my limit.”
“I’ve been there too, but trust me, you are capable of more.”
“Like what? You keep saying that but I can’t even picture it.”
“You have to open your eyes.”
    Taemin used his powers to pick an apple off one of the trees, and bring it to him. He broke it in half, tossing a piece over to Ten.
“I know I can fix this apple, make it whole again, heal it, but what else is there?”
“The apple, where does it come from?”
“Huh?”
“What’s the origin of the apple?”
“Uh… it comes from a seed? From a tree?”
“The seed, that’s the origin isn’t it? A little seed you could plant and grow into a tree that would then become an apple.”
“Right… but…”
“You heal, you fix what is broken. Or more accurately you return something to its original state. Why not go further and return it to its original form? Why not take the apple,” Taemin tossed Ten the other half. “And turn it back into a seed.”
“I… I can’t possibly do that.”
“You’d be healing the apple, all the way back into its original form. Imagine a door, placing your hand on it and separating the materials, healing them individually, and returning them back to their original form too. Your ability to heal can be a form of destruction, don’t you think?”
“… is that even possible for me to do?”
“You’d have to try.”
“If Ten can do that, what about me?” Lucas asked. “What more can superhearing do?”
“You basically have a second sight, x-ray vision actually. You’re still only using your ears and a sense of echo location to decipher your surroundings. With practice, don’t you think it’d be possible to see the world in a whole new way?”
“X-ray vision… sounds impossible.”
“Yet you won’t know unless you try.” Taemin cleared his throat. “Baekhyun, how are we doing on the decryption?”
“The program is still running, but nothing yet. Even if the surface data suggests info on the experiment restarting, there’s no guarantee we’d get anything from breaking the code.”
“The information we got alone is enough to put us on alert. I’ll keep looking for connections on my end.”
    Taemin hadn’t really been cautious before but now was the time for it. He’d have everyone wear bracelets going forward when they went out, just in case they’d happen to run into you. If the Organization was about ready to restart such a horrible thing, then you must be in a position they’re happy with. He didn’t know what to expect, but he wanted to make sure they were all prepared for anything. Taemin didn’t have any expectations over the data they had stolen, so when it gave them a location he was grateful, but also displeased.
“A club?” Taeyong stated. “They’re target is another club?”
“It worked for them once.” Kai said. “So not a bad idea to bet on it again.”
“Things would be different this time too.” Baekhyun added. “Y/n will most likely be there.”
“How can you tell?” Lucas questioned.
“Did you forget how you got away? You just left, but with someone capable of mind control, they could easily lock down the building and make sure everyone in there cooperated. Their test pool this time would be about three times bigger.”
“Which means more casualties.” Taemin mentioned. “Going in there means the only people we can trust is each other, but even then that won’t last long. We’ll wind up on our own.”
“This is dangerous.” Kai added. “That whole building, everyone inside will basically be our enemy. Trying to get y/n out, if she really does end up there, could get us all captured.”
“We have to take that chance.” Mark stated. “If there’s a chance, a good chance, y/n will be there, we have to take it.”
“Did you forget the part where the whole building becomes a cage for us?”
“You rather we pass this up?”
“Mark’s right.” Taemin cut in. “Regardless of the danger we have to go in. The number of people who will be affected, taken, the Organization could easily go off radar after pulling off something like this. Which means y/n would be off radar too. This could be the only chance we get to rescue them after all these months. After this, the chances get lower and the risks get higher.”
    They all hated being back in a club. A reminder for them about the night their lives changed forever. Since they got in without much problem, things had probably only just begun. Whether you were there or not, this was more about stopping this whole thing from starting again. The atmosphere seemed normal, so it meant they’d need to get into VIP. The bouncer wasn’t letting anyone in, which wasn’t exactly a good, but ultimately not a problem for Taemin. Usually one would think the VIP area would be lively, but besides the music the place seemed oddly quiet.
“Spread out.” Taemin ordered. “Check the rooms. If they’re doing things like before, there’s probably a certain drink being offered.”
    They split off, checking the rooms. Some seemed empty, and others had guests that were passed out. Ten went into the room to investigate, seeing that the people were still alive. He looked around, finding some empty glasses with a few drops of a blue liquid at the bottom. It was a familiar look, but given the results, the formula had been changed. He wouldn’t be the only to discover this, but it made him wonder if they were too late.
    As Taemin exited a room he saw what appeared to be a waiter exit another. She wore a black lace blindfold to hide her eyes, and a matching choker. Dressed in a similar outfit meant to entice, and was probably the one handing out tainted drinks. He had questions, even if they couldn’t answer. As the girl walked by he grabbed their arm, and upon being closer he realized something. Taemin reached up and ripped the blindfold off, seeing your face. Your eyes were devoid of individuality, and when he ripped off the choker he could see the collar it had been hiding.
“They found a way to tame you…”
    Taemin reached up to take the collar off, only to see you come to life and attack him. You got a hit on him before he started to defend himself. Soon enough the commotion got the attention of the others. They were glad to see you, but were confused by the circumstances.
“Get the collar off her.” Taemin yelled.
    No one really acted, not wanting to hurt you, but also getting the collar off wouldn’t be easy. Everyone thought maybe Kai would deal with this, but he didn’t.
“Mark, use your powers and get the collar off.” Kai said.
“Why me? You’re better at this.”
“You think I haven’t been trying? My powers aren’t working.”
“Neither are mine.” Baekhyun added. “So you guys need to do something!”
    Even if you weren’t all there, you were listening and processing things. So when you had the chance you bolted, intending to escape from them. It wouldn’t be easy though, so you actually ran into a room you hadn’t been to yet, easily getting the people there on your side. So when the boys came in, they were met with a surprise attack. They didn’t want to hurt innocent people, but the longer you avoided them, the easier it was to get yourself a little army.
“Taemin.”
“I know.” Taemin spat. “This is impressive, but we can’t kill anyone. Mark, get her!”
    When Mark got himself free he chased after you, portaling to your side and then taking hold of your arm, portaling you somewhere else. He was exhausted, and in a bit of a panic, so only took you somewhere quieter, outside in the alleyway. That didn’t work out since as soon as you were on solid ground you punched him in the face, not giving him a chance to recover. Mrk couldn’t bring himself to hit you no matter how hard you hit him. The only thing he had was his words.
“Y/n! Snap out of it! It’s me, Mark! Come on, you know me!”
    He was practically begging you to return to him, and it didn’t seem to be working, but he’d keep trying. He was spouting out nonsense, recalling old memories hoping something goes deep enough to reach you.
“Please, y/n, I won’t hurt you!”
    The sudden stop in hits was nice, but Mark was more worried about you. When he looked over you were holding your head and stumbling around.
“Y/n.”
    Mark quickly got up, but was still recovering. You were also moving away from him, going out towards the streets. Lucas was able to tell you two were nearby, so when they had the chance they made it out to the alley. Some helped Mark, and others went after you. Although once you were out on the streets you had the cars swerving to avoid you, but going straight for the others.
“We have to go.” Taemin ordered. “Mark, get us out.”
“What?” Taeyong yelled. “What about y/n?”
“We are putting people in danger like this! Mark!”
    Even if he didn’t want to, he knew Taemin was right, and took everyone back home. After a moment Kai and Baekhyun tested their powers again, but Taemin ended up pinning Mark against the wall with his powers, choking him out.
“What happened!”
“Let him go!” Ten yelled.
“Answer me! I told you to get her out, why didn’t you bring her here!”
“I… I panic…”
“Is that seriously your excuse! Even when you had her outside?”
“I can’t… hurt… her…”
“She’s not herself right now, we don’t have the luxury of hesitation.”
“Put him down!” Ten repeated. “I thought we were done fighting among ourselves!”
“You realize we blew our chance, right?” Baekhyun reminded. “Now that we got close once, the Organization won’t let it happen again. If we ever get close to her again, rescuing her is gonna be practically impossible!”
“None of us want to hurt y/n!” Lucas stated.
“I can make you.” Taemin spat back.
“No!” Ten hissed. “We are not fucken doing that again! You aren’t breaking us down and turning us into your puppets! We’re a team now, with one goal! Rescue y/n, and destroy this organization.”
“He’s right, you know.” Taeyong mumbled. “Taemin… y/n isn’t herself right now, we can’t act like it. We’ll end up captured or killed. We could even get her killed.”
“And they’ll be taking advantage of that.” Kai added. “Tonight is proof of that. We didn’t want to lay a finger on her, so even if we had her outnumbered she still beat us.”
    Taemin dropped Mark, storming out of the room. None of them were happy with the outcome from the night, but all they could do was train and keep up their usual work. You’d cross paths again, they just had to be patient some more.
“Just cause we got punished for our mistakes, doesn’t mean you need to do the same.” Kai said. “Don’t you think you crossed a line with Mark?”
“I know… we were so close though.”
“Her collar dampened our powers.” Baekhyun stated. “And it has a range, so we can’t get close to her and use our powers.”
“It’s really up to them…”
    Things returned to what they considered normal. Going out to gather intel and work with that to find you and stop the Organization. They didn’t see you again, bringing them all down. No one lost hope. They had confirmation you were alive, so now it was about finding you and getting you out. Nothing really seemed to change, although keeping tabs on the club they went to did yield some important information.
“This place, it seems to be a major headquarters for the Organization.” Taemin explained. “So don’t blow it. The intel we can get on them and y/n, this could be what we’ve been working towards this whole time.”
    Recon took a bit longer with this target, but they found their way in. It seemed like their usual job, get the intel and get out, but while keeping a lookout Lucas sensed something off.
“Guys… I think she’s here…”
“What?”
“Y/n… she’s in the building.” 
“Where?”
    Getting you was important, but so was the information, so Taemin decided to split up. Lucas was the one who could find you in this big place, so he and Ten, Taeyong, and Mark would go find you, and the rest would stay behind. Those four would still have their powers even when they got close, and Taemin told them not to fuck it up. Lucas took the lead, all of them keeping a low profile and eventually finding you. Although you weren’t alone. Mark didn’t just want to portal you off, knowing he might accidentally bring someone else, so they had to strike first. Taeyong volunteered, duplicating himself and charging in.
    They had been going for a low profile, but they threw that out the window now. Taeyong put up a good fight, but you did too. Despite landing a few hits, you suddenly bolted to one of the duplicates, which was the real Taeyong. Without hesitation you broke his arm, startling everyone. Lucas and Ten rushed over, Lucas distracting you while Ten healed up his teammate. They were all in shock though, but that seemed to finally get it through their heads. You weren’t the girl they knew. To get her back they needed to deal with the one pretending to be you, which meant no holding back.
    Once healed up Taeyong made more duplicates, pushing himself to his own limits. Ten had figured out how to make his touch poisonous, practically destroying anything he touched, including flesh. Lucas could certainly pack a punch, and Mark was being decent by not really hurting anyone. They managed to get the obstacles out of the way, which left you greatly outnumbered. By then you had a busted lip, but still ready to fight. You tried spitting out orders, but they had their bracelets to block you, so they had the advantage. Lucas wrestled with you, pinning you down and Mark managed to get the collar off.
    You struggled under Lucas for a moment after it was removed, then froze. You blinked a few times, your vision starting to regain clarity. Seeing Lucas’s face didn’t feel real, but that feeling only lasted a moment. Suddenly the quiet was filled with noises and you screamed, covering your ears as if that would help. There were too many voices, and the boys took that as a sign to leave. Although they had to check in with the others, and you certainly wouldn’t be able to help, so Mark took you with him, going somewhere truly quiet.
“Hey, hey it’s okay, take a deep breath.”
    The loud noises ceased so fast you needed a moment to make sure you didn’t go deaf. You took in the emptiness of the room, getting a sense of familiarity, but things were still a blur. Mark wasn’t, at least you hoped.
“Mark… is that you?”
“Yeah, I’m right here.”
    Now the tears were blurring your vision, and you scrambled over to hug him, needing to know if he was real. Feeling his body made you weep even harder, and you don’t know how long you stayed like that. You only stopped as you ran out of tears, everything else finally weighing you down.
“You’re alright… you’re alright…”
“It hurts…”
“I know.” Mark reached up to your lip and made you flinch. “Sorry. When Ten gets back he can fix you up.”
    Right on cue the door to the room opened, the rest of the boys piling in. You found new tears to shed upon seeing them, apologizing for hurting them. You immediately grabbed Taeyong’s arm, making sure he was alright.
“I’m okay, I promise. Ten healed me up.”
“I’m sorry…”
“I’m fine, but… how did you know which one was actually me?”
“You have a different frequency compared to your doubles… more similar to the other individuals than your clones.”
“You really got stronger.” Taemin commented. “Very impressive.”
“Yeah…”
“I do owe you an apology as well, for that day. What happened was my fault.”
“That’s in the past… besides I wouldn’t really get any better otherwise…”
“Still.”
“What happens now?” 
“Well, we got somethings.” Baekhyun explained. “It’s gonna take a bit to crack, but it’s the type of information we need to take the Organization down.”
“So it’s over?”
“Not quite yet.”
    You needed time to heal, to recover, in every way. Ten took care of physical injuries, but everything else was on you. The collar had always helped with your powers, but you still needed to gain proper control of yourself. It still felt like a dream at times, being back with them. You’d also wonder if you had just finally broken and were hiding in your own head. Either way, you’d stay here with them, where you were happy.
“So this is it?” Taeyong questioned. “We got what we wanted.”
“Not quite.”
“But if we go public with this, we’ll be hunted.” Ten said. “We’d have to live on the run forever.”
“That’s a problem we can deal with together.” Kai assured. “Besides, you really think anyone is gonna be able to stop us?’
“We expose the Organization, and they get shut down.” Taemin added. “Even if they got some more subjects from that other night, they won’t be running their experiment any longer. We’re the only real survivors here.”
“It wouldn’t be fun to live in hiding anyway.” Lucas said. “So how are we doing this?”
“Nothing like gathering media sources and just letting them have it all at once.” Baekhyun explained. “We get the story out and pull the rug from underneath them. They won’t have time to hide anything, and will get shut down fast. After that, not really our problem.”
“Can we really just expose them and run off?” Mark questioned. “Shouldn’t we do more.”
“If it comes down to it, I suppose.”
“Let’s just do this one step at a time.” You said. “We’ll figure things out as we get to them, together, right?”
“Yeah, together.”
    You took the hand of those nearest to you. This nightmare wasn’t over, but you were going in the right direction so you could wake up and be free. No matter what happened next, you were with the people you wanted to be. Together you could get through anything, and no one was going to get in your way. Never again.
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Could you do a reaction/headcanon about baekhyun being jealous? 😚 Thanks dear!!! Love your writing!!
Of course lovely 🥰 I must apologise first because somehow this became a little bit of a Baekhyun crack headcanon 😂 I sometimes can’t help it when it comes to him. I hope it’s ok ❣️
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He trusts you with all of his heart, but that doesn’t stop the anger he feels when someone tries to approach you
Sometimes he really wobbles on the line of possessive over jealousy
When the moment does come that someone takes their chances to engage in a conversation with you, you automatically feel sorry for them, because they have no idea of the crazy that’s about to approach
 Baekhyun will stride over with the biggest passive aggressive grin on his face and introduce himself
His handshake is more of a strong squeeze than anything
Will snake his arm over your shoulders to let them know you’re taken
He’s so obvious with it that he might as well just pee on you and call you his territory
If the other person still isn’t getting the hint, Baekhyun will outright just call him a creep…to his face
Still with that passive aggressive grin on his face
He’s even worse if he knows the guy is making you uncomfortable
And if the guy is with his friends, he will also feel the need to bring in reinforcement
‘Seriously if you continue to make passes at my girl, I will have to call in the boys’
Unfortunately the only ‘boys’ he has at hand are Xiumin and Chen so it’s just abit pointless
Eventually he will lead you away and bring you straight home
He wouldn’t be able to stand being in the same room at that point
Completely ignores your wines of calling him embarrassing and tells you that you’re his and that’s the end of it
The way he says it gives you butterflies though
Once your home he will pull you in to a passionate kiss just to reassure himself that no one else will ever get to do that but him
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Stolen Kisses | Lee Taeyong
Summary:  Sneaking off to have sex is tough with a kid in the house.
Genre: Husband!Taeyong, domestic AU, fluff
Word Count: 0.7k
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“Yeah, baby, just like that.” 
Taeyong’s breaths were hot against your ear.
With a pre-schooler in the house, you didn’t have a lot of time to be intimate. Whenever you had the chance, you were on each other like teenagers.
He was lying on top of you, arms either side of your head, biceps bulging with the effort. 
You were lying beneath him, stark naked. Only a thin sheet covered you both. 
You secretly loved sneaking around with Taeyong. It made you feel alive. 
His hips were rocking against yours at a sinful pace. You bit your lip to keep yourself from moaning. 
It was crazy to have sex at 5pm, when your daughter was down for her nap – but after Taeyong spent the whole of lunch with his eyes gazing suggestively into yours, winking whenever your daughter wasn’t looking, you couldn’t resist.
Taeyong looked at you like he was a starving man, and your body was the only food.
You turned your head to the side. That’s when you noticed two wide brown eyes staring at you from the dark. 
You yelped. 
Taeyong’s body stiffened. He lifted his head and followed your gaze. When he saw what you were looking at, he swore. 
It was Yumi, your four-year-old daughter. Her purple tie dye pyjamas were crumpled, her face was puffy with sleep, and her black hair was a bird’s nest. 
“Mommy, daddy, what are you doing?” 
You froze. This was your worst nightmare - worse than when you walked out with your school skirt tucked into your panties, with the entire high school sniggering at your exposed butt. 
Taeyong smoothly got up from the bed and wrapped the sheet around his lower half. He pulled the duvet over your naked chest. 
Normally, you were calm in a crisis, and Taeyong was the flustered one, but today, it seemed you had switched. 
Taeyong smiled in a way a schoolteacher might. “Daddy and mummy are having some grown up time. Go to your room sweetie, we’ll be there in a minute.”
The little girl looked at Taeyong, and then at you. Then, she shrugged her shoulders, said “okay”, and padded away. 
You didn’t realise that you’d been holding your breath this entire time. 
You exhaled, feeling dizzy. “Holy shit. Do you think she… saw anything?” 
Taeyong smiled softly. “She’s four. Even if she saw something, she’s not going to know what it means.”
You watched him as he put on his grey sweatpants. You admired his lean yet muscular form, and the many small tattoos that graced his skin. You thought about how much you wanted to kiss them, but then your daughter’s face flashed into your mind’s eye, and you grimaced. 
“How are you so calm about this?” 
Taeyong smiled wistfully, eyes staring off into the distance. “This happened to me once before.” 
You frowned. “When?” 
Taeyong pulled his hand through his silky hair. “Um… my ex’s kid once walked in on us, you know… doing it… on the couch. So I know exactly what to say – it’s a grown-up hug, privacy is important, it’s not your fault, blah blah blah.”
You scowled. You knew Taeyong had had lovers before you, but you didn’t like to be reminded of it.  
Taeyong grinned and stroked your arm reassuringly. It was like he could read your mind. He always knew when you were jealous. 
“Come on, momma.” He purred. “Let’s go and reassure our girl, then we can finish what we started.” 
You bit your lip. Taeyong was a hard man to resist.
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After twenty minutes of comforting your daughter, she finally went to sleep. 
You and Taeyong went back to your bedroom, hand in hand.  
You groaned and leaned your head against his sculpted shoulder. “That was so embarrassing. We are never having sex again, like ever.” 
Taeyong chuckled, deep and manly. He buried his face in the crook of your neck, and placed long, opened mouthed kisses on your skin that made your entire body buzz. 
“I’m sure I can convince you.” 
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