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markiemelon · 10 months

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mint choco

genre. pure fluff ! no warnings

pairings. bff!xiaojun x gn! reader ♡

—{3:11pm}♡‧₊˚ ↴

“dejun, stop leaving the toilet seat up when i come over.” you stormed into the living room. “no wonder you can’t get a girlfriend…”

“yeah, says the person who hasn’t even had a first kiss yet.” he teased you.

you were quick to snap back. “well if you hadn’t insisted on tagging along on that blind date-”

you were interrupted. “i didn’t even do anything!! it was like i wasn’t even there!” he rolled his eyes.

your face turned expressionless. “xiaojun.” you blinked a couple of times. “you literally put your hand over my mouth right as he leaned in to kiss me.”

he cleared his throat awkwardly. “yeah, well… i didn’t like that guy…”

“whatever.” you dismissed the conversation.

you looked over to the boy sitting comfortably on the couch, enjoying his mint chocolate ice cream. this was a regular thing to see when you went to xiaojun’s house, but you found it to be absolutely disgusting, nonetheless.

“how can you eat that…” you took a seat next to him.

extremely offended, he raised his eyebrows while he turned his head carefully to face you, being dramatic as ever. “what did you just say to me?”

you made a sloppy gesture pointing to the dish of the green mess.

“and what about it?!” he yelled in response to your silent comment. he slammed his bowl onto the coffee table in front of him and didn’t hesitate to jump up from the couch.

you looked up at the boy who towered over you. as intimidating as he tried to seem, you couldn’t take him seriously at all. you swallowed to keep your smile from showing. “you monster!” you instigated. “it tastes like toothpaste!!”

“no.” he took a moment to breathe. “toothpaste. tastes. like. MINT.”

and that was xiaojun’s last straw.

“okay, yn. you brought this upon yourself.” he swiftly reached for his precious bowl of now half-melted mint chocolate ice cream, taking a big spoon full of it, and taking it right up to your mouth.

you squealed at the feeling of the minty mush hitting your lips. the spoon stopped against you teeth, the only thing keeping the vial flavor from reaching your tastebuds.

nearly gagging, you tried to run and wash it off, but you were held back by xiaojun locking you into his arms.

“i have to wash this off!!!” you, and your threatened tastebuds cried.

“okay, ill get it off. calm down.” he tried to sound annoyed.

relieved, you waited for xiaojun to hand you the napkin on the table. you were completely caught off guard by the feeling of xiaojun’s lips connecting with yours.

your first kiss. this is exactly what you’ve wanted. but this is not exactly how you wanted it. your head was rushing, competing with your pounding heart. you never thought you would be kissing your best friend, and not be completely hating it, but there you were. you had no idea you could think and feel so many things at once. it was soft. it was sweet. it was cold…it was minty.

xiaojun pulled away from you, his grin only growing wider and wider as your cheeks got warmer and warmer.

he admired your priceless expression. “…i cant let perfectly good mint choco go to waste…”

“what was that for?!” you blushed and wiped your mouth with the back of your palm. “you said you would get it off!!!”

“and i did!!!” he said, completely shamelessly.

“you’re disgusting!” you scoffed to distract from your pounding chest.

“but not as disgusting as mint choco, hm?” xiaojun teased.

he didn’t take his eyes off of yours while he took his time to bring his palm up to your cheek. you couldn’t believe you were seeing this side of xiaojun.

being best friends with xiaojun, you’ve had your fair share of flirting and confusing butterflies. he got you flustered all the time, but he certainly never took it this far.

but right as you hoped for this to be a romantic moment, you would find that it’s just too good to be true.

still cradling your cheek, he grazed your lips with his thumb; that’s when your fantasy shattered. he just spread ice cream all over your lips again.

“ew! get it off! get it off!” you broke the stillness in the atmosphere.

xiaojun smiled. “fine.”

this time, you anticipated his touch. he leaned in to kiss you gently one more time… and suddenly, mint choco wasn’t so bad.

this was hard to write because i love mint choco (´༎ຶོρ༎ຶོ`)

hope you enjoyed xx

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gyeomsweetgyeom · 11 months

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[6:16 pm]

(cw: toxic yang, asshole yang, angst)

“So what? I don’t feel the same way and you just cut me off?” Yangyang yelled.

You rolled your eyes and continued through the apartment. You were here on a mission, you were at Yangyang’s apartment to pick up your things and get out. Nothing else.

It hurt you to be here, to be in his presence. The pain of losing your best friend was fresh, but this was good for you. A clean break, you deserved more than this. You kept your head up and continued on silently.

“You can’t ignore me! We’ve been friends for over a decade! Just because I don’t feel the same way you’re going to cut me out of your life, that’s not fair,” Yangyang followed behind you down the hall to the room that was considered yours, not anymore.

You pulled your clothes off the hangers in the closet, checked the drawers for T-shirts and pajamas, anything that was yours you packed away into the box your brought with you so would never have to come back to this place or face Yangyang ever again.

“God you’re being crazy right now, you understand people don’t have to reciprocate your feelings right?” Yangyang asked.

You stopped on your way to the front door and turned to face Yangyang. You had no more tears left to cry over him all that was left was your anger and annoyance. So exhausted after years of letting him walk all over you and do as he pleased, while you just took it.

“Do you understand how much you fucked with me? Let’s just ignore for a second that I told you I was in love with you, asked you for space when you said you didn’t feel the same, and that very same night you went out to a club and took someone home. No, I’m talking about you leading me on now and how you were a shitty best friend. You always had your hands on me, in my hair, on my thigh, on my back. Every time I talked to someone else you’d get jealous and wrap your arms around me like we were together. You slept in my bed, you asked me to stay every other night, how am I being blamed for you leading me on? How is it my fault that my so called best friend acted like more and I read those very obvious signals as something else? You made those moves, I never once acted in the same way you did even though I so badly wanted to.

I was at every show, I put aside my goals to be there for you. I missed so many family events and opportunities to be there because you wanted me to be there. But you never once made an effort for me. You missed birthdays, you missed my graduation, and I can’t even remember a single time you answered one of my calls when I was stressed or needed help like I’d do for you. So no, I’m not ending this decade long friendship because you don’t feel the same way, I’m ending it because I’ve realized how one sided it is. I’m not going to follow you around like a lost puppy and be at your beck and call when you have never and will never do the same for me. You didn't make loving you easy, but I still somehow managed. I deserve more from a friend and someone who deserves my love.” You ranted, it felt so good to get it off your chest.

“That’s not true,” Yangyang shook his head.

“I wouldn’t make something like this up, but lucky for you, you’ll be getting space to process this unlike the nonexistent space I had. I asked for space, some time to process my hurt and embarrassment from confessing my love and I didn’t even get that for a day. You called me that night drunk and bragged about the person you were bringing home, you called me like nothing had happened every night for 2 weeks. You once again disregarded my feelings in favor of your own, somehow the pain I was feeling, the pain I showed you didn't matter as much as you telling me about your latest conquest or that you wanted me to get a pizza and drop it off at your house. That’s not fair,” you added, your voice breaking. You weren’t going to cry over this, you were done shedding tears over Yangyang.

“So we’re done, you’re leaving me?”

“This isn’t about you! For the first time in a long time I’m putting my feelings before your own. I just don’t care anymore. Feel what you need to feel, fuck whoever you want, do whatever you want and leave me out of it. I don’t want to be a part of it.” You ended, turning away from Yangyang and rushing to the door to get away from him.

You shut the door behind you, a small sliver of hope that Yangyang would follow after you and make an honest effort to repair your friendship. But you knew better. He let you leave his house sobbing after bearing your soul to him and let you walk home alone. He hadn’t changed in the time you spent away from each other and you don’t want to find the time to wonder when or even if he would change.

You were practically floating on your way back home, you got so much weight off your chest, feelings that made you angry and anxious- negative emotions you didn’t want to feel. Years of repressed emotions finally leaving your head. You felt good, happy that everything was going to be just fine.

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saeyoungchips · 1 year

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[2:59 a.m]

sleepovers with hendery were nothing out of the norm. you two were used to doing that kind of stuff since you became friends in middle school.

"is really this the movie you love so much?" hendery asked you in disbelief; he couldn't grasp the fact that, because of you, he was willingly watching a movie about a baby in a suit.

"(y/n)?" he called you by your name at your lack of response. "are you listening to me?"

it wasn't until he tried to turn his head to glance at you that he felt an unexpected weight between his neck and shoulders. the scent of your shampoo that suddenly filled his nostrils made him tense his whole body.

as he breathed deeply, trying to relax himself and not wake you up, he raised one of his hands to your hair and awkwardly tried to caress it.

"how can you fall asleep at your favorite movie?" was the last thing hendery mumbled to your sleeping self before paying all of his attention to the movie.

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smolsicheng · 1 year

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─ ੈ♡˳ [𝟐𝟑:𝟐𝟐]

Kun rests his head on your shoulder, his eyes fluttering sleepily as you turn the page of the book you're reading. His arms wrap around your own and a tired smile tugs at his lips as he turns his gaze towards your face; you had a look of concentration in your eyes and your nose scrunched every now and then in an attempt to stiffle a yawn.

"you're cute when you're half asleep" Kun would mutter just before yawning quietly, turning his head away from you slightly as he did so. You'd mumble something about the compliment to yourself, your ears turning a deepening shade of pink. Your right hand fumbles with the top corner of the page you're on while you raise your left hand to your eyes, rubbing away the feeling of sleep.

Noticing this, Kun sits up from his slump against your side, positioning himself differently and taking the book from your hand gestures for you to lean closer to him. After a second yawn, he reads the final page of the book, smoothing out the crease in the corner you had just created, his voice seeming to lull you gently into sleep.

"and how she would gather about her other little children, and make their eyes bright and eager with many a strange tale, perhaps even with the dream of Wonderland of long ago; and how she would feel with all their simple sorrows, and find a pleasure in all their simple joys, remembering her own child-life, and the happy summer days..."

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

requested by anon, Kun + #9

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whereisten · 2 years

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OMG YOURE BACK IVE MISSED YOU GUYS❤️

and omg you’re writing again too?😭 what a good dayyyy. I clicked on the notification when I saw that tumblr notified be you guys were back💗 anywaysss for the prompt game:

“It hurts…” “what?” “Loving someone who doesn’t love you…”

Can i have it with yangyang please❤️😭 thank youuu, preferably friends to lovers where yangyang is oblivious the reader has a crush on him

BUT ALSO HOW ARE YOU GUYSS, IVE MISSED YOU

Thank you SO so much!!! We are doing well and hope you are too 🥺💖💖💖 I’m sorry this took so long but here we go!! I hope you like it!

Unrequited Love (a,f)

Yangyang x female reader (oneshot)

Contains: angst, fluff, a little cursing, jealousy, surprise guest 😏

Word count: 1.9k

25.”It hurts…” “what?” “Loving someone who doesn’t love you…”

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“I can’t believe I’m ready before you for once.” You swung your chair back to facing Yangyang’s gaming computer to finish the level he could never beat. You were both getting ready for your senior prom or what the entire world referred to as “the best night of your life.”

You weren’t so sure about that, after all, you had no date. To make matters worse, you’d have to watch your one true love go with someone else. You didn’t think it was fair, but if it made Yangyang happy, that’s all that mattered.

Yangyang scoffed “well…you don’t have to wear much makeup, you don’t have to do anything special to look..pretty.” The last word came out in the most gentle whisper, but you still heard it.

Your thumbs stuttered in movement. You didn’t move your character in time and quickly lost a life as some other player took advantage of your shock and shot you.

You paused the game and turned to him slowly. He still buttoned his dress shirt up like he didn’t do or say anything wrong.

“W-what did you just say?”

He turned to you with a smirk as he folded his collar. “Nothing.” He shrugged.

“Wait wait wait wait…” you jumped out of the chair and walked up to him.

“You can’t just-!”

He interrupts you with a loud sigh.

“Can you fix my bow tie for me?”

He hands you the tie while your mouth is still open.

You scoff and take it in your hands.

You stepped closer to him, bowing your head slightly so you could pay closer attention to his slender neck.

You were shaking and you hoped he didn’t notice, but this was the closest you had been to the boy you secretly loved.

Your fingers simply brushed his warm skin and you felt sparks at the tips. You swallowed hard as you remembered just how good he looked in a suit.

He chuckled. “At this rate, we’ll never get to prom.”

You rolled your eyes. “Maybe if you stopped taking a peak at my cleavage and tilted your head back, this would be easier for me!”

Yangyang quickly looked up to elongate his neck but not before ushering an “ugh ew!”

You knew he was joking, but a part of you felt defeated at that. Why didn’t he feel the same way about you? Why did he have to crush on the most basic looking girl? You’ve known him since 5th grade, she’s only known him since this year. It wasn’t fair, but once again, she made him happy, that’s all that matters.

You finally stepped back and turned from him. “There..you’re all set..can we go now?”

Yangyang frowned when you turned away from him. He didn’t know why you seemed sad for the biggest night of your lives, but he wished you weren’t. You were supposed to have fun together.

“Y/n..” he said softly.

“Yeah?” You looked at him over your shoulder.

Time moved slowly. In a perfect world, this would be the moment. He’d finally confess his love to you. He’d ditch his date or maybe you’d both ditch prom altogether and just hang out. You would spend time together and express your love for each other. He’d say “I’m sorry I didn’t realize it until now.” And finally, you’d finally-

“You ready for some fun?” He tossed the car keys to you and smiled brightly.

You forced a smile and nodded.

———

Yangyang met his date at prom and you watched from the side as they took photos. You pretended to fix your hair and makeup. You looked at your nails and even talked to random students you never even seen before tonight. You tried everything not to watch them together. Your heart was breaking. You felt so beautiful and yet, you envied the girl at the center of Yangyang’s attention.

Yangyang held her closely as they walked towards the dance floor. He turned back to you when he realized you were behind him and waved you over. However, you pretended not to see him over the crowd and went outside to the balcony area.

You looked over a beautiful garden lit by white Christmas lights and the gazebo at the center. It was perfect. You could easily feel like a princess. If only you had a Prince.

“It hurts..” a male voice echoes from the doorway.

You turned to him. “What?”

“Loving someone who doesn’t love you..” he tilts his head towards the party.

The boy is none other than your ex, Jeno.

You chuckled. “I don’t know what you’re talking about, Jeno.”

He steps closer to you, standing right across from you now as you look back out at the garden.

“Come on y/n…I see the look in your eyes when you look at Yangyang..you look at him like he created the stars, the moon, and night itself..”

You look back at Jeno as he looks deeply into your eyes.

“I would’ve given anything to have you look at me that way..just once.” He continues.

“Jeno..you know I—“ you swallowed hard.

“You have a special place in your heart for me..yeah I know, I remember the break-up letter you wrote to me.” He chuckled.

“What you feel now…is what I felt every day I was with you.”

“Is that why you came out here? To make me feel worse than I already do?” Your eyes started to fill up with tears and you weren’t sure why. Jeno was so sweet. He was a great boyfriend, but your heart belonged to Yangyang, even he couldn’t keep you from loving him.

But you weren’t crying because of Jeno, were you? No, you were crying because he was right. It did hurt to love someone that didn’t love you back.

He shook his head. “No..I’m here to tell you to stop..either let him go or tell him the truth..”

“Jeno..you know I can’t do that.”

“Tell him everything, tell him how you feel and how you can’t go five minutes without your heart racing just because he’s looked at you.”

“And what will that do? It will ruin our friendship, just stop.” You grew furious at Jeno’s bizarre statements and walked by him to the door leading back into the party.

He took your hand and pulled you back. “You broke up me because you love him! It’s only fair that you let him know that!”

Your head snaps back to him. “Fair for who? For you! I will never tell Yangyang.”

“Tell me what?” Yangyang speaks out from behind you.

You swallow hard and turn back to him, tears were running down your cheeks now. You were embarrassed. This night had turned into a mess so fast, you didn’t know what to do.

“Y/n? Are you okay? Jeno? What the hell did you do?”

Jeno let you go but remained silent.

“He--he didn’t do anything Yangyang, don’t worry about it, I’m fine.”

“Fuck that, you don’t look fine.” Yangyang grows angry at the sight of you in tears with your ex just a few feet away.

“What’s wrong? Why are you crying? What did he do, y/n?”

He reaches for your cheek but you back away.

Jeno steps to you, but Yangyang quickly pushes him away. “Back off asshole!”

“Yangyang!” You step in before the situation escalates. “Im not crying because of him..I’m crying because of you.” You let out and immediately regretted it.

“What?” Yangyang stared in disbelief.

You ran through the party and out the front door.

Yangyang ran after you as his date ran after him.

“Y/n! Let’s talk about this..is what he said true?”

You stopped in your tracks for a moment.

He heard Jeno. You grew even more embarrassed and started to run again.

You quickly hopped in your car and started to drive home. Tears blurred your vision, but you could still see a heartbroken and confused Yangyang in your review mirror. He called out to you, but his voice grew quieter as you drove further and further away.

———

It was the next morning when you heard a knock on your door.

You pulled your pillow over your head and pretended to sleep.

After a few minutes, the door flew open.

You sighed and lifted the pillow off.

“It’s a Saturday, why are you waking me up-“ you mumbled, but stopped when you realized it wasn’t any parent coming in.

Yangyang stood at the foot of your bed with his arms crossed.

“You piss me off.” He picked up another pillow that was at the end of your bed and threw it hard at you. Your head flung back but you quickly grabbed the pillow that was behind your head and threw it at him.

“You piss ME off! What the hell do you want?” You jumped out bed and grabbed another pillow and threw it at him before he could respond.

He caught it in hands effortlessly and suddenly the two of you were paying an angry game of pillow dodgeball at 9 a.m.

“Why didn’t you answer my calls or at least text me, you asshole!!” He threw it back at you.

You stepped to the side. “Why did I ever give you a key to my house?!” You yelled and threw your high heel shoe this time.

Yangyang’s eyes widened as he dropped yo the floor to dodge it.

“Okay!! Okay! That’s enough!” He yelled.

You panted and say on the edge of your bed.

He stood up slowly before sitting beside you.

“Y/n…”

“I don’t want to talk about it Yangs.”

“Well..I do.” He said softly.

You turned to face him, your mascara was smudged and your hair was messy, you looked a mess, but Yangyang loved it nonetheless. To him, you were always beautiful.

“It’s my fault..” he sighed before continuing. “I’ve been so oblivious this entire time..because I’ve just been so focused on..”

“Yourself?” You smirked.

He chuckled. “..yeah.”

You sighed loudly and fell into the bed. “I’m sorry, I should’ve never said anything to Jeno..now I’ve made the friendship awkward.”

“What are you talking about? You’ve only made things clearer for me to be honest.”

Your brows furrowed.

“Y/n..I love you too..and not just a friendly love..I think..no, I know I love you.”

He laid down beside you.

You chuckled. “And now you’re making fun of me.”

He places a hand on your chin and turns your face towards his. He kisses you without much thought, keeping his lips on yours in hopes that you won’t pull away.

And you don’t. You close your eyes and embrace the kiss, feeling like all your worries were lifted from your shoulders. You no longer felt heartbroken.

You pulled away to breathe and blinked rapidly. “That was…”

“Amazing.”

“Weird.” You said before laughing. You both felt strange but good.

“What about your date from last night? Are you sure about this?” You displayed a look of concern that Yangyang found to be adorable.

“Oh her? She’s pretty and all..but she isn’t you.”

You smiled widely before sitting up and grabbing a pillow to throw at him.

“If you barge into my room like that again, I’ll throw actual basketballs.”

He laughs and wraps his arms around your waist to pull you back to the bed.

——-

Thank youuu I hope you enjoyed!! I was actually gonna stop it at the scene where y/n drives away but i wanna be nice hehe

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3raaaachachacha · 2 years

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1:56 pm

Dejun Xiaojun / 495 words / fluff

109. “My mother adores you.”

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It was your boyfriend's birthday and you wanted it to be a special day for him since he has been super busy recently, meaning he hadn't seen you or his family in quite some time. You also wanted to have his family involved, but felt a little awkward to make contact with them since you had only met his mother a hand full of times. Regardless, this was his special day and you wanted everyone who he adored to be there for the surprise.

Thankfully, Xiaojun's mom was more than willing to have everyone over for lunch and made quick work of the list of what had to be done and who needed to buy what. Of course, you came earlier than Xiaojun to set up and help prepare since it was a secret. Xiaojun's mom invited him over for lunch, saying it was just for the two of them. So when he arrived a few hours later, he was shocked to see so many of his family and friends there, but he felt his heart swell with happiness when he saw his mom with her arms wrapped around you. A wide smile adoring both or your faces as you laughed together at his flustered expressions.

Everything went as planned. The food was perfect, everyone was mingling with each other and eating and most importantly, Xiaojun was over the moon with all the love and support. You stepped aside to clean up before Xiaojun's mom tried to take over, not wanting her to do any more than she had to. Xiaojun eyed you from the table for a few seconds, before excusing himself to find you.

"You know, my mother adores you," Xiaojun cooed as he came up behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist, placing kisses to your shoulder while you were washing the dishes.

You giggled at his actions and words before drying your hands and turning and pressing a kiss to his lips, "Well, I adore her too. She's so sweet and has been so helpful today. I owe it all to her."

"She told me it was all you," He grinned, pulling you towards the balcony to get away from everyone for a few minutes, "That you were the one who called and asked if you could organize lunch here. She was ecstatic about it."

You rolled your eyes jokingly before meeting Xiaojun half way for a hug and kiss, "I really do hope you enjoyed today after a long week."

"It was just what I needed," Xiaojun mumbled against your lips, "But I do expect my dessert to be ready at home once we are done here."

A gasp left your lips when Xiaojun bit down on your lip before pulling away and smacking your ass to make his way over to his mother acting as if he didn't just tease you and leave you hanging. Thankfully for you, you already had prepared a sweet dessert for tonight.

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- Admin 🌶️

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markicantwait · 1 year

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Oh, btw I made this for wayv c: hope to have news soon about the comeback :c I really miss the boys

#nct #wayv blurbs #wayv reactions #wayv yangyang #way v #nct u #nct china line #qian kun #ten lee #winwin #xiaojun #hendery #nct yangyang #fan edit #bad edit

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whiteteadreams · 2 years

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hii can I request a bf!yangyang fluff <3

Stargazing was a Good Idea

Paring: Boyfriend!Liu Yangyang x Girlfriend!Female Reader

Word Count: 955

Genre: Slice of Life, Established Relationship

Warnings: Fluff, they tickle each other at one point, reader jokingly wolf whistles at Yangyang (cat calls him), not 100% proofread

a/n- Hi! Thank you sm for being my first ask and I hope you enjoy the blurb!

“If you steal the blankets one more time, I swear, I am going to put my cold feet on you.” You tried throwing a stern look at the giggling boy next to you as he just nuzzled his face even more into the blankets, that you were supposed to be sharing. “That’s why I took the blankets in the first place, because your cold feet were on me.”

You rolled your eyes, thinking the dark sky wouldn’t expose you but Yangyang still scoffed. “Fine, I’ll just go get the other blankets from the car.” As you were getting up you felt your boyfriend’s chilled hand on your wrist. “Come back, I’ll let you have the blanket back.” The initial cold on your wrist left but a slight sting was left.

Laying back down, you pressed as close to Yangyang as possible, even with you guys having the same amount of clothes covering your bodies, he was still much warmer than you. Not wanting to ruin the calm aura around you guys, you stayed quiet, but he felt the shivering. “Do you want me to go get the other blankets?” Feeling you nod, Yangyang squeezed your body close to his one more time before slowly releasing you, he didn’t want to let you go and neither did you but at last, Yangyang got up from the blanket pallet you two made on the ground and slipped on his slides.

You rolled over onto your stomach and propped your elbows up on the pillow your head was resting on and watched him walk to your car. Whistling as Yangyang walked caused him to place his hands behind him, covering his butt. “Don’t objectify me.” He beamed and opened the trunk.

Dropping your head to the pillow you were laying on; you were unable to see when Yangyang threw the blankets at you. “Yangyang! What was that for?” You laughed and removed the blankets that had landed on your head and back. “You were cold! I was just trying to get the blankets to you quicker!” Shrugging, Yangyang walked back to your little night picnic and crouched down.

“I love you; this was so sweet of you.” You watched Yangyang unfold the blankets and cover you with them. The moon light made him look heavenly and he loved you just as much as you loved him. “I wanted to do something nice for you, you’re always there for me and you do so much for me, and I wanted to show you how much I love and appreciate you.” You turned onto your back and pulled Yangyang down by the back of his neck. “I’m just sorry the weather is so col-” Not letting him finish, you spoke against his lips, “Just an excuse to get closer to you”, before pressing them fully together.

Surprisingly, the kisses stayed sweet and innocent, which is almost never the case for you two. Yangyang was back under the now multiple blankets with you pressed to his chest again. You felt him rub little shapes on your sweatshirt clad back, circles, squares, stars, and hearts.

“Stargazing was a good idea” Yangyang whispered into your hair, you chuckled and looked up at him, only to see him already looking at you. “You’re not even looking at the stars.” He leaned down and placed a gentle kiss onto your lips. “You’re prettier than them anyway.” His lips tickled yours as he said that cheesy line. “Gross.” You giggled and lightly pushed on his chest. The bit of space that was made closed as soon as it was made, Yangyang rolled over on top of you.

“Don’t even think about it Liu.” With the moon behind Yangyang, the light wasn’t reflecting on his face, but you could only imagine the devilish smirk that decorated his full lips. His oddly warm hands made their way under your shirt, you tensed at the feeling and goosebumps rose along the surface of your skin.

You weren’t able to fight Yangyang off of you in time and you felt him start to wiggle his fingers up and down your sides. Playfully kicking and punching him while giggling, you couldn’t get him to let up. So, you did the only other reasonable option.

“OW!” The moving hands immediately stilled and the weight that was on your waist was lifted. “Are you okay? What happened?” His words came out rushed and panicked, scared that he hurt you and potentially ruined the night that you were supposed to enjoy. The frantic breathing and words coming from him were replaced by a “Huh?” and a grunt when you managed to push him to his back on the ground and straddled his waist.

Shoving your hands under his hoodie before he could react and tickling his sides and armpits like he had just done to you moments prior. Yangyang tried to restrain himself from kicking his feet and flapping his arms, still shaken up by you crying wolf, he just went with trying to squirm and writhe his way out of your grip.

“Why are you so strong?” Yangyang was laughing so hard that his ribs hurt, and tears were forming in his eyes. He thought it was funny how all this strength appears when he was the one suffering but when you needed help moving your couch, all of a sudden you couldn’t lift it. Deciding to have mercy on the poor boy, you stop tickling him and listened to his giggling quiet down.

Yangyang huffed as he felt you lie back down next to him, turning his head to look at you, he groaned, “You evil, evil woman.” “Yet you still love me.” Pursing his lips together and nodding, “That I do.”

#yangyang #liu yangyang #nct #wayv #nct yangyang #wayv yangyang #blurb #fluff #nct fluff #wayv fluff #yangyang x you #yangyang x reader #female reader #yangyang blurb #nct blurbs #wayv blurbs

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todayisreveluv · 2 years

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Dong Sicheng ; Take away

Summary: Sicheng rips your son out of your arms.

Warnings: Cursing, angsty, hurt, yelling at a child, child endangerment. Child abuse. Abuse towards y/n as well, mentions of forced sexual activity

Disclaimer: This is just fiction! I’m sure Sicheng will be a sweet , loving father to his future children! Again THIS IS JUST FICITIONAL WRITING NONE OF IT IS REAL

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

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Your son walked through the halls of the large house, he held a toy car in one hand and in his other hand he had a Spider-Man action figure. He walked quietly, looking around for you, looking in every room he passed by. Then he comes to a stop when he’s in front of the large wooden doors.

“D-Daddy’s study…” He talks quietly as he moves closer to the door.

He puts his ear to the door trying to hear for anything then he puts one of his toys down and reaches for the handle. He just wants to see if you’re there.

“What are you doing?” Sicheng speaks from behind the boy.

Your son quickly turns around too see his father looking down at him with a mean glare.

“Who said you can come to my study?” Sicheng furrows his brows.

“I- I-“

“You what?!” Sicheng’s voice booms.

You jump when you hear Sicheng shout, you hear it from the bedroom, fear runs through you when it hits you, Sicheng was yelling at your defenseless child and you were just lounging in bed.

Your legs were weak, between them your core was throbbing with pain, Sicheng was angry at something, you don’t know what,but the only way he was able to relax was by making you take all of him weather you were prepped or not. You wince as you force yourself off the bed, pushing your sundress down to cover yourself. Sicheng shouts again and you whimper forcing yourself to leave the room. You limp as you try to move as quick as you can down the hall, looking for your son and Sicheng.

When you find them Sicheng grabs the boy’s arm and lifts his hand, balling it into a fist.

“No!” You shout as you run to your son, not caring if you were in pain now.

You grab Sicheng’s hand and Sicheng looks back at you. The look he has in his eyes is frightening. You look at your son and his cheeks are red and his eyes are filled with tears, he’s hiccuping and crying at the same time and you can’t help but push Sicheng away with all the strength you had. Sicheng backs away and you drop to your knees in front of your son, taking him into your arms.

He cries hard as he’s pulled into you, his tiny hands grab onto the fabric of your clothes and you hug his tightly holding him.

“M’ s-sowwy, Mommy, ‘M sowwy.” He cries out, burying his face into your chest.

“It’s okay, baby.” You whisper, tears falling from your eyes.

“Y/n.” Sicheng speaks, “Move from him.”

You shake your head, quietly, not wanting to look at the man who made your child cry. You were furious, you were full of hatred towards Sicheng. You wished you never met him, you wished you never agreed to be with him. Damn him, Damn him and his sadistic life style. Why couldn’t he be a normal man who cared for you who loved you, who loved y/s/n. He was his father after all.

“I’m not going to say it again, Y/n.” His voice drops.

You wince as you let your son go to stand up, your son sticks to your side, turning away from his father. He’s more calm now, but he’s still hiccuping. He holds onto you and you hold him, resting one hand on his back.You courageously face Sicheng and you wipe your tears away with one hand.

“I’m not going to move, Sicheng.” You tell him.

“Y/n.” He clenched his teeth.

“No.” You shake your head, steeping back.

Sicheng’s eye twitches then raises his chin.

“Then I’ll move him.” He says before stomping to you both.

You step back and Sicheng, reaches over forcefully grabbing your child’s arm. Your son cries again, gripping on to your clothes. Somehow you manage to get Sicheng’s hand off and you carry your son, holding him close to you.

“Give me the boy, Y/n.” He says, “Give him to me or I’m going to fucking hurt you.”

You keep your arms secured around your son, shaking your head.

“No! Just leave us alone.” You cry, tears falling down your face, “He’s just a child, Sicheng, whatever he did wrong take it out on me-“ You say, “Take it out on me.”

“Oh I fuckin’ will.” He says before reaching over.

It’s a fight with him, you know it’s dangerous holding your son while trying to fight of Sicheng, but you had too, you couldn’t let Sicheng take your child away again. Your arms have gotten so weak that your son holds you tighter. Sicheng notices and eventually grabs the boy from your arms.

Your son screams out, arms reaching out to get back to you. Sicheng keeps a tight hold on his child then hits your hard enough for you to get dizzy and fall. He puts his heavy foot on you keeping you down his shoe digs into your chest and you can’t even breath properly.

“I’ve had it with you, Y/n. It’s time I remind you that you should never go against my word.” He says before getting his foot off you.

You cough and Sicheng storms off with your child, You’re so weak you can’t even move anymore, your vision is blurry and all you’re hearing is muffled sounds of your child screaming, crying, calling for you.

“Y/s/n…” You call weakly.

You attempt to get up, but you fall down. The last thing you remember is the sound of the front door slamming and the sound of and engine starting.

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A/n: Hope you enjoyed this! Sorry if this is hurtful to anyone.

#nct 127 #wayvsmut #sicheng angst #sicheng scenarios #sicheng #sicheng smut #wayv au #wayv blurbs

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kpopblurblog · 2 years

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[1:45 am] you sigh as you walk down the steps of the science building your quantum physics class was held in. you peer up at the stary night sky before checking the time on your watch. 10:34 pm. your class got out 20 minutes later than normal.

“i hate it here,” you mumble to yourself before moving on your merry way home. you were fortunate enough to have found an apartment close enough to campus that you didn’t have to take a bus.

shoving your hands into your pockets, you turn down a back alley to avoid the crowds at the bars that surround your seoul based campus. you wander around a few corners before you pause. hushed voices and strong energies are what caught your attention, coming from just around the corner ahead of you. normally, you would shrug, keep your eyes down and continue walking, but something was telling you not to ignore what was happening. you pull your hood up and stand beside the corner, eavesdropping in on the conversation.

“-ow spit it out!” one of the voices hisses out between gritted teeth.

the other chuckles almost maniacaly, “chill out. there’s a price for this kind of information.”

the first boy’s clicks his tongue in annoyance and the moonlight shifts so you can make out their figures better. the hot headed one has dark brown hair that is slicked back away from his face. his irritated expression allows him to sport a pair of dimples on either side of his cheeks. you can feel the strength dripping off the man. the other one was a shorter boy with purple hair, the tacky cheeta print jacket he was wearing making him even more crazy than he already looked. the heat from his pyrokinetic abilities makes your skin crawl.

“whats your price, wooyoung?” the irritated boy hisses again. you don’t get to hear the rest of the conversation when a hand and a cloth clamps down over your mouth and an arm holds you around the waist in a tight, menacing grip. it only takes a few moments of quiet struggling before you lose consciousness.

“-up.”

“-ake up.”

“wake up.”

“wake up!!!”

you gasp awake, head laying on top of a metal chair as you sit tied to its chair. you gently raise your head a bit, coming face to face with your kidnappers.

“finally!” one of the four boys before you sighs dramatically, “was that so hard, hyung?”

“shut it, donghyuck,” the one the comment was directed at hisses at the younger, sun kissed boy, “i’d like to see you do better.”

“oho! is that a challenge?” donghyuck laughs, clearly trying to antagonize his elder while bouncing back and forth on the balls of his feet as if he were in a street fighter game. putting his fists in front of him, donghyuck jabs at the air playfully a few times and you can see the little bits of electricity crackling off the skin, “knock ‘im out again and i’ll gladly wake him up in half the time it took you.”

“or you’ll roast him alive,” a tall, lanky male with a lazy smile on his face points out, “you still don’t have a good grip on controlling your powers, hyuck.”

a dejected whine comes from donghyuck at his elders words, “you said the other day i was getting better, johnny hyung.”

“yeah,” the fourth male laughs, “but he never said you mastered them.”

“not you too, taeil hyung,” donghyuck whines.

“enough,” the first boy hisses, “he’s awake now. now taeyong just has to hurry up and get here to interrogate him.”

“he’s awfully quiet,” taeil points out and now all attention is on you again. you can sense this one has a strong mind when you look at him, no doubt a telekinetic user. you peer at the other two boys who showed you their powers so willingly, only giving them a moment of your attention before turning to the tall one - johnny. you feel calm looking at him, like you didn’t have a care in the world - something only those with empathic abilities can do.

doyoung’s face suddenly twists in a grimace, “ugh. no good. he blocked me out.”

“so he’s telepathic, too,” donghyuck sing songs.

“seems like it,” doyoung sighs. his sharp eyes narrowing at you scrutinizingly as he mutters under his breath, “something seems off about it though...”

“you know what else seems off, doyoung hyung?” donghyuck pipes up, much to the aforementioned boy’s displeasure, “why this guy isn’t talking. usually, they’re already pleading that they know nothing or are giving us attitude. but he’s not doing either, he’s just... sitting there.”

“so you kidnap people often then,” you comment, putting your head back down on the table, “great. good to know.”

“ah, there’s the attitude,” donghyuck giggles.

“hyuck, chill,” a new voice comments from the doorway and you look up to see a boy with a strong jawline in the doorway, hair colored a dark blue, “taeyong’s on his way.”

your eyes narrow at the new boy who turns to you, blinks with his big doe eyes, and then shrugs and leaves. you sit back in your chair after his departure, staring quietly at the four boys in the room.

donghyuck seems to be particularly interested in having a staring contest with you and you both break eye contact a few minutes later when the door to the metal room open to reveal a skinny man with half red, half white hair.

“taeyong,” johnny smiles, bowing slightly to his leader who waves and sits in the chair in front of you.

“so,” taeyong begins, sizing you up, “whats your name?” the icy air about him just screams what he can do to you if you answer in a way he deems unfit.

“careful, taeyong,” doyoung interjects for a moment, “he’s a telepathy user like me.”

taeyong nods in understanding, but says nothing as he stares expectantly at you.

“my name is yn yln,” you tell him, hesitantly.

“yn,” taeyong hums, letting your name roll of his tongue so eloquently, “do you know why you’re here, yn?”

“no, but i’m sure you’ll tell me,” you answer.

“you’re here to make a deal with us,” taeyong smiles at you, though you can tell he doesn’t mean the expression he wears, “tell us what you know and we’ll set you free.”

you’re suddenly irritated and you glance at the empath, knowing its his doing, but keep calm, “i don’t know anything.”

“then why were you loitering around jaehyun and wooyoung’s meeting?” taeyong hums.

“i was passing through on my way home.”

“through the back alleys? where were you coming from?”

“i’m not a fan of crowds...” you admit sheepishly, “i’m a college student.”

taeyong hums a moment, narrowing his eyes slightly at you, “...fact check that.”

the two of you have a stare off for a moment before taeyong sighs and drops his smile immediately. you know his lack of smile means that things were about to take a turn.

“y’know, yn, i was really hoping it wouldn’t come to this,” he says almost disappointedly, “but you leave me no choice.”

the temperature in the room suddenly drops and you can feel frost begin to creep up the soles of your shoes. you narrow your eyes slightly at taeyong before you finally decide you’ve had enough.

you stand suddenly and flip the table in front of you, the ropes that once bound your wrists together singed off thanks to borrowing the earlier boy’s powers.

“watch it!” taeil shouts, stopping the table in midair before it can hit taeyong.

“i thought you said he was a telekinetic user!” donghyuck snaps as he helps taeyong up.

“he blocked me out! i thought he was!” doyoung growls back at donghyuck.

“johnny! cool him down,” taeyong barks.

the male shakes his head, “i can’t. he’s blocked me out, too.”

“no fucking way,” donghyuck growls in irritation.

the six of you have a mini stand off for a while before the door to the room swings open with too much force.

“stop! he’s telling the truth!” a young man shouts, out of breath and in distress, “his name is yn yln and he’s a student at the college up the street! he has no ties to the underworld, much less to kq!”

“i’m sorry again, yn,” taeyong says apologetically as you two sit in a less metal and more casual plush living room.

you shrug, sipping at the tea you had been served a moment ago quietly. you’re still a little bitter about the accusations having been thrown your way earlier.

“its fine,” you tell him curtly.

“clearly,” taeyong laughs sheepishly.

“if you’ll just send me on my way, i’ll gladly accept your apology,” you push.

taeyong’s eyes close as he sets his tea cup on the table, “i apologize, yn, but i can’t do that.”

“what?! why not?!” you protest.

“you’ve seen our faces, you know are names, you know who we are.”

“and... you are?”

“nct.”

you sigh as you sit in the passenger seat of johnny’s car, headed towards the direction of your apartment. your eyes travel to the three boys in the back making a small ruckus. two of them are bantering back and forth in manderin while fighting over a book in one of their hands. the third one sits quietly beside the black haired boy, looking somewhat anxious and antsy. only two of them have powers, it seems - the one who was originally reading his book seems to be able to control plants while the one who keeps fidgeting in his seat has super speed. the last one doesn’t seem to have any abilities and you can’t help but wonder why he’s with this group of trouble.

you glance over at johnny for a moment, noticing a small smile on his face as he peers into the rear view mirror at the boys. he’s clearly openly fond of the trio, much to your surprise. not many empaths have their own visible emotions when they’re with others. you look away before johnny can notice you staring at him. an amused smirk appears on your face for a moment - taeyong really gave you a speedster and expected you not to escape using his power. he put too much faith in you despite not knowing you.

minutes pass by and the bickering from the back is endless. you almost snap at them. almost. instead, your attention is brought to the quiet voice from the back,

“uh, excuse me. if you don’t mind me asking. erm. nevermind...”

you turn to look at the speedster, eyebrow raised for him to continue.

“o-oh, um, you were listening... okay,” he stutters out to himself, “uh, w-who are you?”

the bickering from beside him dies down at the boys question, their curiousity just as strong as his.

“depends on who you ask,” you tell him after a moment, eyes flitting to johnny for a moment before you face forward again.

“what do you mean?” the speedster inquires.

“well, according to our chauffeur, he would call me ‘dangerous’,” you hum. johnny glances over at you for a moment, “how do you know that?”

“i didn’t need to use your powers,” you explain, “its written in the way your hand grips the steering wheel a little tighter than normal and the way your other hand is defensively placed near your hip - likely where some sort of defense weapon is.”

the car is silent now, the air tense as johnny speeds down the empty highway.

“yn,” you say to break the tension, “my name is yn.”

“oh, uh, jisung,” the speedster in the back nods to you in greeting.

“nice to meet you, jisung,” you smile at him a bit, “i’m sure we’ll get along just fine.” you point to one of the exits on the highway, “take this turn.”

#nct #wayv #nct blurb #nct blurbs #wayv blurb #wayv blurbs

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cheolcam · 3 months

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୨୧. 22:12 - ten, winwin

꒰♡꒱ avisos: ten × you × winwin | sugestivo e duvidoso, tapinhas, degradação, você e o ten lutam por dominância (?), menção à anal, bondage e gagging, repost do blog antigo.

“é engraçado como você perde toda a sua pose quando tá com a gente.” chittaphon toca no seu ponto fraco, cutucando diretamente o seu ego. “fica toda bobinha…” o homem é interrompido pelo impacto da sua mão em um lado da bochecha dele, mas ele não parece nenhum pouco afetado pelo tapa, pelo contrário, acha graça no seu ato. “vira uma vagabunda por pau, e não quer admitir! e nem se contenta com só um, certo?”

sicheng observa tudo calado em baixo de você, genuinamente entretido com a mistura de provocações e luta por dominância de vocês dois.

“cala a boca!” o seu corpo inteiro começa a ficar vermelho, você está prestes a explodir de raiva, chittaphon já te provocou demais.

“calar a boca, florzinha?” ele ri debochado. “acha que eu vou perder a parte mais divertida do meu dia, amor?” e como você já previa, o tapa foi devolvido, e você pateticamente pulsa no pau de sicheng que grunhe no seu ouvido.

em um piscar de olhos chittaphon some do seu ponto de vista, e sicheng aproveita a deixa.

“eu já disse pra não fazer essa merda!" ele estoca para cima, e agarra o seu pescoço por trás. “é melhor se preparar porque ele não tá pra brincadeira hoje, e eu também não. então, eu juro que se você não parar com essa maldita brincadeirinha com o chittaphon, eu mesmo vou te amarrar na porra da cama e te foder até você pedir pra parar… entendeu?”

antes de responder sicheng, chittaphon volta ao quarto com um plug, uma corda e uma gag ball.

parece que você perdeu a luta dessa vez.

#wayv smut #wayv scenarios #wayv headcanons #wayv blurbs #ten smut #ten scenarios #ten headcanons #ten blurbs #winwin smut #winwin scenarios #winwin headcanons #winwin blurbs

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markiemelon · 5 months

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make a wish

♡ genre. fluff ! no warnings ♡ pairings. xiaojun x gn!reader ♡

friends to lovers

{9:13pm} ☆彡

your first date with your crush!xiaojun. you had been counting down the days since he asked you out last week. he said he wanted to take you somewhere after your study session.

he took you to a cafe and then the two of you walked around the area and ended up in a nearby park.

you were telling xiaojun about something and got distracted by a small flicker in the sky.

“is that a shooting star?” you interrupted yourself.

the boy’s eyes lit up.

“quick!” he shook your shoulder. “make a wish!”

you shut your eyes tightly and rested your chin onto your intertwined hands.

there was only one thing you could think to wish for. all you really wanted was the boy next to you. for him to be yours. but you thought maybe that was too much to ask. “just a kiss.” you spoke silently to the sky. “i just want to kiss him.”

“what did you wish for?”

your cheeks tinted pink. “i cant tell you!”

unsatisfied with your response, he nagged. “cmon pleaseeee”

“i cant tell you…but i guess i could show you.”

you put both of your hands on his cheeks and pulled his lips to yours.

“hm that’s funny.” xiaojun giggled out of the kiss.

“what is?” concern grew on your face.

“we had the same wish.”

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gyeomsweetgyeom · 1 year

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[10:31 am]

Your day had been off to a rocky start. Having husband!Kun home was throwing you off your usual routine. While he was busy being the best husband ever by making you breakfast, lunch, and coffee, even having dinner ready by the time you got ready for work, you were taking your time getting ready and sleeping in.

This morning you had just been so lost in the comfort of having him home with you and relaxing that you lost track of time, rushing out the door with one shoe untied and grabbing your bag as Kun held the door open for you. He had barely kissed you goodbye as you rushed down the hall.

Now, you were seated at your desk with your eyes burning, failing to keep your yawns from escaping since you had only had half a cup of coffee before you ran out the door. There was no way you’d make yourself coffee from the break room since whoever usually made it clearly had no taste buds or liked coffee with the grounds- disgusting.

You heard someone clear their throat behind you, probably someone further away in the office. Your eyes were still on the computer screen in front of you, clicking around and highlighting random words. God, how was your brain even still working right now?

“This is the last time I bring you your lunch if you’re just going to ignore me and pretend to work,” a familiar voice said.

You jumped, turning in your desk chair to catch sight of your husband. He stood leaning against the entryway of your cubicle, with a travel mug and your lunch bag. He caught your line of sight, “You forgot your lunch and I noticed you didn’t finish your coffee while I was washing the dishes.”

“I am so in love with you! Ugh! I love you so much!” You exclaimed grabbing the cup of coffee. It was just the way you liked it.

Kun chuckled as he sat in the extra chair next to your desk, “I can’t tell if you’re talking to me or the coffee, but I love you too.”

“Qian, do you have the reports that are due today?” One of your coworkers asked, eyes stuck on the file in her hands.

Your eyes were wide, you had been working on the reports last night, going in and making corrections. You had even printed them out at home right before you showered, but where had you left the stack of papers?

“It’s in the green folder in your bag, love.” Kun whispered.

You let out a relieved breath, reaching into your bag to retrieve the papers. You passed them over, slumping back into your chair after she walked away with a quiet “thanks” under her breath.

“You are the best husband ever, you saved my life just now.”

“I know, so hot pot tonight? I might have to stop by the store for some vegetables on the way home,” Kun wondered out loud.

You waltzed over to where he sat, taking a seat on his lap, “I’m so happy I married you.”

He placed a kiss on your lips, short but passionate, slightly inappropriate for the work place but quick enough that no one saw. “How about I drop you off tomorrow, so I can make sure you don’t forget anything.”

You hummed in agreement absentmindedly playing with the hair at the nape of his neck, “Can you wear the pink apron with the frills while you make dinner tonight?”

He threw his head back as he laughed, “I think that was a gag gift, my love.”

“But you just look so sexy when you wear it,” you shrugged.

When Kun had schedules, you were up earlier than you needed to be to make sure his bags were packed and had plenty of water and food for the long day that awaited him, always with a cute love note stuck to his backpack. You were always so helpful when his days had him dragging his feet, wearing a frilly, pink apron while he cooked was the least he could do. Even if it made him feel like a fool, he’d do anything for you.

a/n: crowd chants: HOUSE HUSBAND KUN! HOUSE HUSBAND KUN! HOUSE HUSBAND KUN!

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puresealeina · 2 years

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puresealeina's masterlist

hi !! i am ina/leina, i write for nct mostly, i'm south-asian and an isfp! ps: if you are not comfortable with slight sexual content, then i advise to not read my fics, i mostly write fluff though! ^^ (filtered with M)

NCT DREAM

renjun

renjun = elf hunter - which you hunt for the last huang elf, but things go differently than you expected

WAYV

yangyang

yangyang = sweet (M) - it's so sweet, knowing that he loves you (based on sweet by cas!)

yangyang = you deserve this - falling for your childhood enemy is NOT okay.

#nct masterlist #nct x reader #wayv masterlist #wayv x reader #nct blurbs #kpop masterlist #wayv blurbs #nct drabbles #nct timestamps #wayv timestamps

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winwintea · 30 days

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Blame it on my Disney Wish! WayV Series

PAIRING ▸ wayv x fem!reader

GENRES ▸ romance, fluff, crack, angst, acquaintances to lovers, disney park au, college au

WARNINGS ▸ profanity, sexual jokes, alcohol consumption, chenle gets bullied a lot, kun also gets bullied a lot, everyone gets bullied a lot,

SUMMARY ▸ kun takes the boys to disney world, funded by his sugar daddy chenle. however none of them were prepared for you to tag along, more or less even be affected by that cliche disney magic. but hey, maybe dreams really do come true?

TAG LIST ▸ at the bottom (send me an ask here if you’d like to be added! + those tagged will be in the tag list of all chapters of this series!)

AUTHOR’S NOTE ▸ welcome to my first ever fic? this is a “choose your own route” kind of series, so no need to read in order! i’ll be updating one chapter at a time, finishing off all chapter 1’s before i move onto the chapter 2’s. this originally started off as a crack fic idea that turned into a romance. thank u for taking the time to indulge in my silly fic. i’m very into disney parks so this was very fun to write. PLEASE ALSO READ THE PROLOGUE BEFORE READING THE CHAPTERS!

PROLOGUE

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