#wayv ten x male reader

[mins-fins]

boyfriend texts. — ten lee

male reader, swearing, mentions of your good old sexual acts, just stupid, idol x idol relationship this time

#chittaphon leechaiyapornkul #ten lee #ten chittaphon #nct #wayv #nct imagines #nct drabbles #nct scenarios #wayv imagines #wayv drabbles #wayv scenarios #nct texts #nct smau #nct social media au #wayv texts #wayv smau #ten lee x reader #ten lee x male reader #𑁍 ࣪˖ 𓂃 isa's works!

[joonggphilia]

💚🩷Dance Practice🩷💚

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pairing: Ten Lee x Male reader genre: fluffy smut Cw: mirror sex, semi-public, pet names, and marking A/n: This was a very self indulgent fic as a competitive dancer and (almost) choreographer 🤤 at the end Ten’s pervyness is appreciated

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Laughter filled the halls of the company building, as two men ran full speed to the dance studio. “Cmon, keep up M/n!” Ten laughed as he sped ahead, his heavy bag barely slowing him down. “SHHHHHH. Quiet down and slow down.” You panted as you sprinted ahead of your boyfriend at the last second, opening the studio door. “Damn it, you always win.” Ten panted, throwing his bags and bringing you into a hug. “I mean I am Nct’s choreographer, therefore teacher, so I’m just better.” You mumbled into his shoulder. “Whatever, I’m gonna teach you today.” Ten hummed as he backed you up against the mirror. You squirmed and giggled as he showered you in affection. “Did you lock the door? Taeyong’s coming later” you muttered. “Yeah. Don’t worry babe.” Ten whispered, removing his shirt. You loved everything about his body. His tattoos, his waist, his sculpted abs. You quickly removed your shirt and brought your arms up around your lovers shoulders, bringing him into a kiss. Ten always kissed with passion, showing you how much he loved you. The two of you chuckled into the kiss, the sensation of your bodies rubbing together was practically a drug to you two. “Alright, let’s get to work.” Ten murmured, flipping you around so your stomach was now on the mirror. The cold sensation sent shivers through your body, turning you on even more. He carefully pulled your pants off, looking at you from behind with a mischievous smile on his face. You rolled your eyes at him. “You know the drill, hands on the mirror and bend over, baby boy.” Ten chimed, as he rested his hands on your hips. You yelled out, feeling a finger suddenly enter your hole. “Ten, I wasn’t ready.” You whined, grinding against his finger. “You’re fine. I know you can take me raw on a bad day, what’s a little finger gonna do. I’m sorry, baby.” Ten apologized for rushing, but not before making sassy remarks. You were quickly silenced by the entrance of his second finger. He curled his fingers perfectly causing you to moan at the feeling. He had your favorite spots engraved in his brain. “You ready now?” Ten asked, slowly slipping his fingers out and grabbing lube from his bad. All you could do was nod and whimper at the loss of sensation. Ten quickly lathers lube onto his cock, making eye contact with you the entire time. “Don’t tease, Chittaphon. I need you now.” You scolded and rolled your eyes. He pushed you into the mirror, his warm chest heaving against your back. Without words, he slid his cock into your hole slowly, making you whimper and whisper small pleas. Ten loved listening to you during sex, your cute whimpers and quiet voice repeating his name. Once he bottomed out inside of you he began to leave hickeys on your neck, making heart shapes with his mouth. “You look so pretty, M/n. Look in the mirror baby.” Ten cooed, moving in and out of your ass. “So pretty for you~~” you mumbled, loving the sight of ten smiling in the mirror as he pounded into you. His pace was picking up, causing you to get louder. “T-TEN! You’re s-so good.” You breathed, his dick filling you perfectly. “Mmmmm I love this baby. I’ve always wanted to teach you a thing or two.” He hummed before pulling back and slamming back into you. Ten lost his composure, your cries throwing him over the edge. Your sweaty body left prints on the fogged up mirror, which revealed your unspeakable acts. You were practically crying at this point, his unrelenting thrusts hitting your prostate every time. “T-ten! I’m so c-close!” You yelped as the knot in your stomach began to form. “Cum for me pretty boy. All over. Show me how good I make you feel.” Ten spoke between unorganized thrusts. He was close to. His words were the last straw for you, your cum splattering onto the mirror in front of you. Ten came shortly after, putting a plug in your hole to keep his sweet seed in. “Ten I don’t want to dance with this thing up my ass.” You squirmed and complained. “Deal with it sweetheart. I wanna eat you out when we get home.” Ten said, no shame in his voice or on his face.

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[yoonmeowzz]

wayv ! why they fell in love with you

contents: wayv members (ot7) x gn!reader, fluff, friends to lovers

a/n: wayv's comeback is amazing, i can't stop listening to phantom and good life!! plus i keep seeing that announcement saying lucas will come back with superm bUT i don't want to believe until i see him back fr. just in case, i don't want my heart broken 😭 pd: this probably has a lot of mistakes but enjoy

kun

he's definitely the most mature among the neos and he's devoted to his job, so he really liked your diligence. when he met you, he was just grateful to find someone with a similar mindset to his. then, he would start noticing the care you put on your work and things you liked to do. he found himself just admiring you while you were focused doing something, finding the way you bit the tip of your tongue adorable. and when you two cooked together for the first time? oh god, kun was head over hills for you just because you were cleaning the counter right away whenever you spilled something.

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ten

i feel like ten prefers expressing his feelings through any art form than words, so he loved your sensibility when it came to understanding his art. like, he could draw anything, show you and you would tell him how it made you feel or directly ask him why he was feeling that way. even by seeing him dance you could guess his mood and that made him feel so loved and cared for. the day he confessed to you, he drew two figures, which looked a little bit too much like the both of you, hugging each other in really warm colors. you just looked at him with a wide smile and hugged him tightly; there was no need of words between you.

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winwin

he admires your creativity. the fact that you can come up with an incredible idea out of nowhere, especially when you have to solve a problem is something really attractive for him. he doesn't even understand why, it just is. he's the calm type (most of the time) so he appreciated the effort you put on thinking new ways to have fun together without having to go to loud, crowded places. he sometimes felt like he had to impress you as much as you impressed him(? so he usually bought you flowers or took you to the beach during winter. however, you seemed to never run out of ideas and that made him fall deep in love with you.

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lucas

i think he has a thing for cute things. he definitely loves your tenderness. whenever you, knowingly or not, act cute he's dying on the inside: he wants to hug you, kiss you and take care of you forever. even when you're angry he thinks you're the most precious person he has ever seen, he's just a big happy puppy who wants to protect everyone (especially you). he also likes your mature, serious side of course, and he adores how you know how to act in every situation. but seeing you pout or ask him for something with big puppy eyes is just... on another level for him.

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xiaojun

he loves your loyalty. he really appreciates that he can relay on you for everything and anything, you've always been by your side and he trusts you to infinity and beyond. he's so comfortable around you that he feels he can talk about anything, even the weirdest themes expect text messages talking about his bathroom time. he especially likes your deep talks at 3am, when he can be vulnerable and small. slowly, he found himself falling for you. he also love that you get along with bella so well tho.

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hendery

hendery takes care of everyone silently. he likes making people feel loved and appreciated, so when you made him feel that way, oh boy, he was gone. he's aware that he has "more than friends" kind of feelings for you but he accepts it and goes with the flow. he'll never confess unless you do it first tho. when you cheer for him or compliment him, he may blush and tell you to kindly shut up but he's enjoying every second of it. pretty much like ten, there's no need for words, he just vibes with you and even if you stay as friends forever he loves you and makes it clear every chance he gets.

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yangyang

yangyang and you have been friends for a while now and at this point of your friendship he can't imagine a life without you, so as weird as it may sound he fell in love with your presence. he loves knowing that you will always be there for him and he gets all happy and giggly when you're around cause he really enjoys spending time together, even if each one is doing their own thing. he likes having you near when he's playing computer games (he'd love to have you on his lap but you'll never hear that from him). yangyang would probably tell you how he feels at a sleepover after spending the whole day with you and he would so nervous i'm gonna cry.

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[spicyseonghwas]

jealous ; ten lee

pairing :: ten chittaphon x male reader genres/au's :: angst, fluff, romance viewer rating :: 13+ (pt.2 WILL contain sexual content) content warnings :: light cursing, crying, kissing, light makeout session, reader calls ten "cheetah" which is a reference to part of the pronunciation of ten's legal first name word count :: 1,646 (1,482 words originally) network tag :: @preciousillusions-net

pt.1 ; pt.2

ten had never had to live without you, not even before he knew there was a heart as pure as yours out there in the world. you had been right there by his side for so long, forgiven so many of his mistakes, that the idea of you not there next to him was excruciating to think about. he couldn't bear it. the thought and sound of your name was beginning to burn a hole in his heart.

you had been in love with ten for years and years now, but you were still absolutely terrified to tell anyone, especially him. he was perfect, you had always known it. he had always treated you like a king, and you had always tried your hardest to treat him the same way in return for his efforts. but it was starting to hurt now, you were starting to feel sort of lonely. and you didn't know who else to go to, because you couldn't just CONFESS TO TEN…

so you went to johnny.

"i… i just don't know what to do, johnny," you whimpered, tightening your arms around johnny's chest and hiding your face with a tiny whimper. "it… it hurts so fucking much…"

"i know it hurts, m/n," he whispered softly back to you, "trust me. i know firsthand how bad love can bite." he tangled his fingers carefully int the baby hairs on the base of the back of your neck, rubbing soft, firm little circles into the muscles in your neck.

"what the hell am i supposed to do, johnny??" you cried into his chest, "i can't keep this from him forever, he's my bet fucking friend! he has a right to know!"

"yeah, but how exactly are you gonna go about telling him this after all the shit you've pulled him through with the rest of the relationships he's tried to commit to?"

"i-i dunno. i guess i'll just have to tell him… he's gotta know." you said quietly, burying your face in johnny's neck. "i'm scared though…"

"i'll be right here the whole time, m/n." johnny whispered into your ear, hugging you tight. "you just tell me when you're ready."

~+~

you inhaled as deeply as you could without hurting yourself, lifting a shaking hand and knocking softly on johnny's door.

"johnny?"

"i'm here." johnny's soft, husky morning voice floated through the material of the door, followed by soft footsteps coming up to the door on the other side. then the door cracked open and johnny's face peeked out.

"what's up?" he asked, peeking around the door and smiling when he saw that it was you on the other side. he opened the door a bit more to hear you better.

"i… i'm ready." you nearly whispered as you tried your best to steady your voice.

"yeah?" he replied, "you're sure?"

you nodded.

"yeah." you said softly, taking deep breaths to try to control your heartbeat a bit.

johnny smiled reassuringly, silently telling you that everything was going to be okay.

"let's go, then."

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"ten?" johnny called softly, knocking on the thai boy's door for the third time. "ten, you there?"

"y-shit, yeah, i'm here." you heard from what sounded like ten's bed, "i'm coming, hang on- DAMN IT, LEO- FUCK-"

"NEVER HAVE CHILDREN, JOHNNY!" ten burst out the second he'd opened the door enough to see johnny.

"ten- ten, you don't have any children…" johnny's voice trailed off and floated away as he looked up and down ten's arms at the fresh cat scratches that adorned them.

"having cats sucks. cats count as children, johnny."

after a long moment of awkward silence and a lingering, slightly worried look between you and johnny, ten finally realized there was a reason he had guests at his room at ten at night.

"what's up, guys?" ten finally asked, "is there something i should know?"

"...yeah," johnny said after a moment of stunned silence, "we need to- m/n-" he corrected himself as he looked at you- "needs to talk to you about something. it's something that's really important to him."

"sure! what's going on, m/n?" ten asked, looking over at you as he backed up to let you into the room.

johnny waved to you, giving you a soft, reassuring smile and a gentle squeeze on your shoulder. you waited till he left before following ten into his room. you followed his gestures for you to sit on the bed next to him.

"so what's up, bestie?"

"i... ten, i'm just gonna say this bluntly to preserve my sanity..." you said, taking a deep breath.

"i love you."

"i'm aware of that, m/n."

"what..." your voice trailed off into stunned silence. "n-no-no, ten, i love you. i'm in love with you." you repeated, looking blankly at ten, who simply blinked back at you in silence.

"m/n, we are best friends, i can feel your emotions." ten stated, "i basically live in your fucking walls. i can tell when you're hungry, that's how close we are."

"...ten, that was me confessing my love for you."

"i am completely aware of that, and you seem to be having some trouble accepting this information."

"i-what-TEN, SHUT UP-" you started. but you weren't able to finish your sentence, as your aggravated yelling was cut off and your wrist- the one you now found to have made it halfway towards ten's shoulder with a balled up fist- was suddenly in a tight grip. you felt the weight of ten's whole body press into your own as he pushed you backward onto the bed. your heart raced up into your throat as you felt your back hit the covers.

"ten, what-" you started, but again never finished as you felt ten's lips connect with yours. your face heated up like the air in malaysia, and your eyes fluttered clsosed as your whole body have in to ten's surprise advances.

your face was still hot and your heart was still racing when ten finally broke the kiss, looking as always as though he had never broken a sweat in all of his 27 glorious years of life. ten smiled happily, one hand slipping into yours and the other underneath you as you felt his nose nuzzle your neck. he and you were silent for a while, just relishing in each other's presence, and the event that had just transpired.

but ten wasn't only thinking about the kiss... it was actually starting to slip from his mind.

no...

ten was thinking about johnny.

he was thinking about how much more often you had been hanging around johnny lately, and how much less you seemed to want to spend your time with him, your best friend. it was making his heart hurt, he was scared you were growing away from him.

"you're not really in love with me, are you?" he blurted, not registering that the words had even come out of his mouth until it was already far too late.

"what?" you snapped, sitting up in a panic. "what? ten, i jusst confessed my undying love for you. i just fucking kissed you! what the hell makes you think i'm not in love with you?? who the hell told you that??"

"no one, i just... you've been hanging out with me so much less nowadays, it's making me think you're growing on me a little too much. i'm starting to think you don't enjoy being around me anymore..." ten's voice trailed away, cracking a little as he turned away to shield from your eyes that one single tear that had rolled down his cheek.

"ten, i've been spending time with johnny because i'm a 127 member. we're in the middle of promotions, i have to spend time with him. i have to spend time with my group mates sometimes too! i spend half my life on a stage with them..." you said softly, scooting over and wrapping your arms carefully around ten's slim waist. "just because i'm hanging out with my friends doesn't mean i don't like spending time with you, ten, i love you. my heart aches for you every time you're not there. i. love. you, ten."

ten shook for a moment in your arms, sniffling a bit as he wiped tears from his and eventually turned to look at you.

"y-you promise?" he whispered, looking into your eyes with his own teary ones and nearly breaking your heart in the process. you smiled softly, nodding and moving your hand up to wipe the tears gently off his face.

"yes, ten, i promise." you responded quietly but also a little aggressively. "you're my cheetah, no one else gets to have you."

ten finally smiled, leaning in for another kiss. you obliged, closing the distance and letting your lips mould with his as your arms moved up and wrapped around his shoulders. you didn't remember crawling onto ten's lap, but suddenly you were there, and his hands were snaking carefully under the brim of your shirt. you tilted your head slightly to the side, letting your lips and his mesh together more ffectively, smiling and opening your mouth once when he licked your bottom lip, obviously asking for entrance.

"hmmm, such a bold boy," you hummed, tugging ever-so-lightly on ten's hair. you broke away and grinned like a devil when you felt and heard the other boy frowl quietly into your mouth. he pouted when you pulled back, crawling off his lap and pulling him with you by the hand as you moved backward onto your knees toward the head of the bed.

"c'mere, pretty boy," you growled playfully, grabbing him by the waist and latching back onto his mouth. "fuck me like you want me too..." ten grinned evilly, evidently having somehow managed to remove both your and his shirts without you noticing.

"gladly, darling," he purred, shoving you back into the pillows.

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[127luvr]

hi hi! can i request a ten x male reader where they kinda hide their relationship? not because they HAVE to hide it but because they never really found the moment to tell their friends that they’re dating. like, ten giving you affection in a subtle way when you’re all together would be super cute :(

Low Low

Ten Lee x Male Reader

The members are used to Ten’s relentless affection. He’s not afraid to show his love for his members through a hug—a kiss—a pat on the back—a few whispers shared back and forth between one another. Pre-debut his favorite member to convey his affection and love was Johnny. The 127 members never batting an eye when they seemed to be in their own world, lost in conversations and holding each other’s waist. It was a common practice for Ten, so throughout the years everyone seemed to disregard it—never questioning if he had a relationship with anyone in the group. It was just how he was.

It’s what made it easy to keep your relationship under wraps—not that the two of you ever tried to hide it or keep it from the members. There was just never a good time to tell them. Whenever the occasion arose, something more urgent took the spotlight. The longer the two of you were in a relationship, the more you felt like it didn’t matter anymore.

It’s a double edged-sword. Not exactly hiding your relationship but also having no one know you were in a relationship. On one hand it was fun messing with the members, toying with how far you could take the affection before it went from platonic to romantic in their eyes. On the other, you couldn’t openly talk about your plans with Ten—having to delve into how the two of you got together and for how long if it slipped.

For now, however, your troubles are none.

With Ten’s hand on your thigh, running up and down underneath the decently sized table. He always wanted to be touching you. Whether it was just having your legs side by side—or fingers brushing right next to each other—even just having your arms side by side was enough for him. It was unfamiliar to him. Wanting someone’s presence around him day in and day out—regardless of how he felt and how his day was.

It’s one of the things you admire about him. How you came to the realization that you wanted more than just a friendship with him. His respect for boundaries—his love language—the amount of effort he puts in a relationship to make sure you know he likes you. The list is endless—and though he is still affectionate with his members, it’s different with you.

It’s gentler. It’s professions of love compressed into small touches that are filled with electricity. It’s the tiny dimples next to his lips as they outstretch into a smile that’s just for you. It’s his hand running up and down your thigh even as you sit talking to his members. The comfortableness of it all leaving you with a full feeling.

#HI MY LOVE I’m not sure when you sent this request but I’m sorry for making you wait so long mwah #ten #ten nct #ten lee x male reader #ten x male reader #nct #nct u #wayv #nct x male reader #nct u x male reader #wayv x male reader #x male reader #I don’t think I’ve ever written for ten 🤯 I love him my bae #I changed it a little so you’re just chilling in the wayv dorm instead of being around every member

[kpopblurblog]

[11:38 pm] you gasp for air, brain barely registering the pain in your torso with the adrenalin running through your veins. the crimson of your life essense spills further onto the asphalt beneath your limp body.

“go! go! go!” your assailents yell to one another as they scatter, leaving you to bleed out on the pavement of the alley. you wonder how you were led to this moment, recalling how people whispered of johnny suh’s notorious contracts. deals with johnny suh were often compared to deals made with the devil. you’d agree to a certain extent - johnny suh was indeed a ruthless man, but not cold hearted like satan. johnny suh was more like lucifer, looking to better his life only to be cast out and demonized by those around him. you suppose you were one of very few to see it this way as he usually was not so lenient with individuals in his deals.

your vision was starting to blur when you heard footsteps approach, making you focus on them while you fought to stay alive. they were light, no rush in their step even as a man lay dying before them. someone made their way into your line of sight, though you couldn’t make them out with how darkness threatened the edges of your vision. you thought you heard them click their tongue at you, but not in a pitying way as you would assume an enemy would do. it was more of a noise of observance as they peered upon your body, peeking your curiousity. you watched a shift in their blurry facial features like they were speaking to you, but the darkness drowned out what they told you.

“rest well.”

your body ached as you stirred, eyes peeking open slightly only to close shut at the harsh white walls. upon opening your eyes again, you blinked away the harshness of the white around you to make out a hospital room. your brain began to register the steady beeping of the heart monitor beside your bed, tracking your heartbeat. you were alive. you didn’t know how, but you were.

“oh, you’re awake,” a soft, cheery voice pipes up from the doorway to the room. you look over at him - the white lab coat draped over his white button up and pastel pink sweater combo indicating he was your doctor, “i’m jungwoo, if you couldn’t tell, i’m your doctor this visit. its nice to meet you.”

the name rang a bell to you - kim jungwoo was a high ranking member of nct’s mafia. he did various odd jobs and was nct’s resident doctor while kun was away.

“uh, yeah, nice to meet you,” you replied, timidly, obviously hesitant about this whole endevor so far. jungwoo smiles at your introduction before moving to where your vitals sit beside you. he begins to check the iv embedded in your vein as he talks at you.

“yknow, i was quite surprised when ten brought you in. we all thought for sure you were dead,” jungwoo rambles, “can’t believe he wouldn’t tells us why he brought some runner half dead to us, but i guess that’s ten for ya - gotta keep up that assassin facade.”

“ten hyung brought me here?” you inquire incredulously. you know ten from when you were a mediator - he’s a high ranking member of wayv, nct’s sister group based out of china. he’s been present for some discussions between wayv’s leader and exo-m’s when it was still a surviving unit. you find it sort of unnerving any of wayv would be in korea with how successful the group is in their country - something big must be happening.

jungwoo turns to you, eyes sparkling with mischief and curiousity, and you have a feeling you shouldn’t have said anything to the unassuming boy.

“‘hyung?’” he pushes you, making you wish you had kept your mouth shut. before the hazel haired boy can get anymore information out of you, his phone chimes from the pocket of his doctor’s coat. he checks it and a frown replaces his cheery smile though it returns after he pockets the device again, turning to you.

“your vitals look good considering you were shot three times in the chest,” jungwoo tells you, “you’re lucky the bullets exited your body and didn’t hit any vital organs. we’re gonna keep you for another day to monitor you. in the mean time, i’ll let taeyong know you’re awake now - he’ll want to see you since you failed a super important task.” you frown at the mention of nct’s head honcho as well as jungwoo’s singsong voice about your impending doom. with a wave and a smile, the boy dismisses himself back out into the hallway from wence he came.

you heave a sigh of relief you didn’t realize you had been holding in in jungwoo’s presence, relaxing against the itchy hospital blankets. your eyes flutter over to the windows only for you to realize there weren’t any. huffing slightly, you lay your head against your pillow.

“what kind of hospital doesn’t have windows?” you pout to yourself. it isn’t more then twenty minutes later that you’re startled awake slightly by the door to your room shutting. you turn to your new visitor and relax when you see the lengthy figure of johnny standing in the doorway.

“welcome back to the land of the living,” he tells you, his carefree smile etched across his face as per usual, “i hope jungwoo left your ear drums intact from all his chatting.”

“uh, yeah,” you nod, “i didn’t mind it.”

“you say that now, but eventually his voice will be like nails on a chalk board,” johnny chuckles.

“you say that like i’m going to be around him a while,” you point out, grip tightening nervously on the blankets at your waist. johnny frowns at you, a rare sight for the forever faux happy male.

“c’mon,” johnny changes the subject, pulling out a wheelchair from the corner of the room for you. his nimble fingers latch onto your elbow while he carefully removes the iv from your bloodstream.

“where are we going?” you inquire, hesitant to go with him given the circumstances. pushing a few buttons on your heart monitor, johnny tugs off the patches hooking you up to the machine, residue from the adhesive staying behind. he helps you into the wheelchair before he responds, already beginning to push you down the hall, “to see taeyong.”

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[mooncakesofpan]

Wet Paws

Ten x GN!Reader

Warnings: Fluff, Hurt/Abandoned animal (non explicit)

Word count:1490

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The water patting against the door as I mop dust and sanitize the waiting room for the shelter having seen many animals during the day. A sigh escapes my mouth as I wipe my forehead finish mopping the floors 

Bang Bang Bang

I jump and face a guy standing in the door with a small cat in his arms. I rush to the back to grab the keys and unlock the door. “I found them like this a few streets down and this was the only place open.” he said rushed “Hey hey it's okay let's take this little guy to the back okay” I say moving to the back where some of the medical supplies could be found. I place the gray kitten on some fresh blankets and start to look over it. While I do this silence falls over both of us “Im Y/n by the way” I say wrapping the kitty's paw “Im Ten sorry about banging on your door this late I wanted to make sure he got help” he said standing off to the side “Well it's good you did I don't know if he would have survived out there all night in the cold” I say as the now warmer kitty yawns.

 Ten watches as I get the kitty set up for the night and I continue to lock up the shelter for the night. As I lock the doors my brain starts to wander. Would it be a bad idea to ask for his number FOR THE KITTEN OF COURSE nothing else, he's very attractive I willing to admit that much, but still it would be good to get his number to give him updates for the cat. “I probably should have done this in side but do you mind if I get your number for the cat of course I wouldn't use it for anything else unless you want me to use it for other things I mea-” “Oh yeah here let me see your phone” he chuckles a bit in response to my rambling

This was one the first times I really got to look at him. The water droplets falling from the strands of hair that fell slightly in his face, the red of his cheeks and nose  assumingly from the cold air were standing in, his face illuminated by the light under the shelter entrance. I had been in my own world when it took me a second to realize I was still staring at him as he was staring back at me smirking, Realizing I was clearly distracted by him.

“I wouldn't be mad if you used my number for “other things”” putting the quotes around other things he laughs lightly “I'll see you around Y/n” he put his hood up and walks away. Leaving me there frozen in my own horror. I didn't even say anything. I just stood there in shock. “Other things” was that a joke was serious, clearing the confusion in my mind. I decided to start on my walk home.

I smile welcoming people into the shelter looking to adopt or volunteer. My mind still on ten. I do have to call him about the kitten, in which some of the other shelter workers have decided to name Monty. while checking someone in I here the ding signifying someone else having walked in finishing with the person and letting them walk back I turn to see the person who walk in is Ten “oh Ten hi” I say surprise evident on my face “Hey, I wanted to come in and see how the kittens are doing,” he says, smiling at me. “oh yeah I was just about to call you actually,  you have perfect timing.” I saw a smile creeping onto my face. I motion for him to follow me. We made it back to the kitten who was awake now wandering around in the cage we had set it up in last night.

 “Some of my coworkers decided to name him Monty” I say laughing and the gray car stumbling around. “Aside from the paw he should be fine.” “Nice” then starts to play with the Monty throwing the bars, the cat still clearly tired. My break comes around and i clock out for my lunch,  thinking Ten would stay to play with the cats he gets up and says goodbye to the cats and my co workers “would you mind if I joined you for lunch” he says jogging up to me” “Oh no I don't mind” hands gripping my backpack “I typically eat at this café up here” As we get to the café I order my drink and lunch and sit waiting for Ten to order and we get talking at the booth. The time flies by as we talk about our jobs, Ten love for art and dancing, my love for animals and other hobbies outside of work. By the time we finished i was cutting it close “Well i better head back Ten it was really great talking to you ten” “Yeah we should do this again sometime” yeah … sometime

Weeks past Ten would come in frequently to talk to me and play with the cats and then go with me to the café, that would happen once or twice a week for a good month and a half. And we started texting more.

Walking back into the shelter after lunch with Ten and clocking back in i see Eunjae my co worker standing at the counter “I'm telling you he likes you” she says smirking at me “And I'm telling you Eunjae that he isn't” i say putting my things down “ Y/n come, he came in here yesterday not knowing you were out and you should have seen the disappointment on his face” she said mimicking dramatically what I'm assuming was Ten's face at that moment. “Even if you were right I still wouldn't know what to say or even how to approach that, plus I'm perfectly happy with our café trips” I say , rolling my eyes at Eunjae. “Y/n at this point if you don't say something someone else will” she says a dark look in her eye accompanied with her smirk makes me shiver. “Fine give me till…” i look around for the calendar “give me till the last day of the month” With our deal set in place and the lunches with Ten leading up to it I had to find some type of confidence to just say it , Just rip the words off like a band aid. 

The last week of the month arrived and I was just waiting for that bell to ring. And soon it does right as I'm grabbing some towels for cats. The ringing signaling someone walked in. I turn to see Ten walk in taking off his hat. Eunjae comes around the corner sees Ten and grabs the towels out my hand “Oh don't worry about this i got this why don't you go to your lunch a little early” a smiled blasted on the brunettes face Eunjae, I'm going to kill you later.   “Uhh sure” I grab my bag clock out and walk with Ten to café me being nervous causes me to sit in my own awkward silence my body feeling warm and hands clammy. “You ok?” Ten ask as we walk “Oh yeah I'm fine” “You sure,” he says as we get to the café “yeah “ I say, trying to give a reassuring smile Ten orders and pays for us as I go sit down in the booth we always sit in and mentally panic for a little when he comes back he sits across from me handing me the drink “Hey Ten I do have something I want to say” “ Yeah” the smile on his face making me feel warm again “I know we've been doing the café lunch things for a while and talking and texting. On top of that I like you a lot definitely more than a friend. And I don't know how that's gonna affect our friendship or how you feel about me-” I was cut off by warm lips softly pressed on mine not for long but enough for me to return it  Ten pulls back “I thought you knew these were dates” he laughs I blink taking in what he just told me these past few months he's been considering these dates. Maybe I should have taken the attempts to hold my hand the past few times as a sign or the fact that he's been insisting on paying for me the past few times. The sound of him still laughing draw me out of my shock. “You never said they were dates” I say sipping on my drink “Would you like me to make it more clear” he says chuckling “YES” “Then, would you like to continue our date?” “Better” I laugh.

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nct { 127 } :

idol boyfriend johnny ! [ male read ] ( texts )

boyfriend mark ( texts )

exes / enemies 2 lovers w/ jaehyun ( texts )

breaking your symbol of trust ( texts ) [ prt2 ]

nct { dream } :

back to the start ( p.js : short )

i wish you were a girl [ male read ] ( texts )

i wish you were a girl pt.2 [ male -> fem read ] ( texts )

not giving up on you ( texts )

friends 2 lovers w/ jeno ( short )

asking dreamies if you can tie them up ( texts )

random bf dreamies <3 ( texts )

ten + haechan x reader thoughts

missing dreamies face ( texts )

nct { wayv } :

wayv confessing to you ( texts )

wayv comforting you ( texts )

ten + haechan x reader thoughts

seventeen :

seventeen forgets anniversary ( texts )

random bf ! vernon ( texts )

random bf ! woozi ( texts )

riize :

boyfriend!wonbin ( texts )

seunghan x chubby ( short )

p1harmony :

friends -> lovers w/ soul ( texts )

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{21} - Hotel California - Yandere!Demonic Entities!Ateez X Reader

Yandere AU & Demon AU - Based off of This ask and Hotel California by Eagles

Genre: Mature, Horror, Angst, Fluff, Slight Humor, Smut

Pairing: Ateez X Reader (Slight focus on Wooyoung & Jongho)

Words: 9,260

Warnings: Exhibitionism/Voyerism, Oral (Fem. receiving), a shit ton of praise. This is a Yandere story, it will contain themes such as stalking, violence, obsession, possessive natures, and just general overall creepiness and swearing. You have been warned.

A/n: This is my first time writing a smut like this, so please bear with me. I really hope you all enjoy it, I didn’t actually end the chapter how I thought it would end, but I'll just end the next one how I originally planned this chapter to end. That being said, I don’t think the next chapter will be extremely long then, but I will warn you, shit is about to go down. For now, enjoy this fluffy smut! As always, feedback is greatly appreciated! Enjoy~

Main Story - Part Two - Part Three - Part Four - Part Five - Part Six - Part Seven - Part Eight - Part Nine - Part Ten - Part Eleven - Part Twelve - Part Thirteen - Part Fourteen - Part Fifteen - Part Sixteen - Part Seventeen - Part Eighteen - Part Nineteen - Part Twenty - Mini Masterlist

A low hum escapes your lips as you bury yourself deeper into the comfort of your warm blankets. It’s been about two weeks since you made up with Seonghwa, and currently, you’re taking things one day at a time. Now, they seem to have a council meeting every few days to see if any news has appeared regarding Miyeon and her two dangerous male partners. You don’t know why, but you have this ominous feeling that she’s going to act soon.

Just as you feel your subconscious fading once more into the land of dreams, you are reminded of what woke you in the first place.

The sound of buzzing coming from right beside your head has you groggily reaching towards your phone. Blinking a few times, you register faintly who’s calling you before you’re answering on the third ring.

“Reina?” Your voice is somewhat strained as you press your phone to your ear. “What’s wrong?”

A moment of silence before you hear her sniffling on the other end.

Immediately, your eyes are flinging open as you sit up in bed. Worry pulls at your features as you hear her crying over the phone.

“What happened?” You move the covers off of yourself, standing to your feet in an instant as you shove your slippers on.

“I-“ she sobs, “I-“

“Reina-“

“NCT!” She sobs into your ear, and you find yourself breathing a sigh of relief.

“For fuck’s sake, Reina!” You playfully scold her. “Don’t scare me like that!”

“WayV’s comeback!” She continues. “It’s… it’s… immaculate!”

“And here I was thinking your ex tried contacting you again.” You huff, shaking your head.

“Have you seen the Phantom music video, yet?” She asks, completely ignoring your statement.

“No, I’ve been sleeping.” You retort, sitting back onto the edge of the bed. “You know, like I usual do at this time.”

“Oh, shut up. It’s already noon.” The way she rolls her eyes at you is clear in her tone. “You need to go and watch this music video right now.”

“Babes, I-“

“Winwin has lines,” she cuts you off.

A moment of silence passes over you once more as you blink.

“The fuck! Why didn’t you lead with that?” You’re back on your feet in an instant, speeding to the cinema room down the hallway.

“Now, do you understand why I called you in tears?” She hums, and you can just tell she’s quirking a brow at you as she sniffs through the line again. “Actually, hold that thought. I’ll ask you again once you’ve watched it.”

“Okay, okay, hold your horses,” you trap your phone between your cheek and shoulder as you begin to set everything up. “I’m just pulling up YouTube now.”

“Oh, I can’t fucking wait for you to watch this,” she cackles maniacally. “Just wait until you see your biases.”

“Oh, no,” you chuckle.

“Oh, yes,” she cackles again. “Put me on speaker, I want to listen to the song again, too.”

“Okay, okay,” you say, doing just that. Taking a deep breath, you select the video. “Here we go.”

The opening sound of the drums fills your ears, and immediately you’re greeted by Ten appearing on screen. You blink.

“Okay, he looks mighty fine,” you comment.

“Oh, just wait,” she replies, and you can hear the grin in her voice.

Little do you notice the three males who have now appeared in the room, watching the screen along with you as the scene unfolds before their very eyes. Only Jongho dares to get close to you for the moment. A fact which you take every advantage of as soon as you hear one of the males on screen start singing.

“Winwin has lines.” Your mouth falls open in shock, turning to grab Jongho’s shirt as you begin to shake him frantically. “Winwin has more lines!”

Who the fuck is Winwin? Seonghwa grumbles as he steps into the room, Hongjoong following in his wake to see you continuing to cling onto the front of Jongho’s shirt while both San and Yunho stand off to the side of the room.

I’m assuming the one that just sung with the low voice. Yunho replies, arms crossed in front of his chest.

“Reina, you bitch!” You turn on your phone in the next second, hearing her laughing on the other end. “You didn’t tell me Kun is living his gothic vampire fantasy in this!”

“I knew you’d appreciate it!” She replies giddily.

Your eyes go wide just as the second verse starts, hand coming up to be placed directly over your heart in shock, ���Yangyang?”

“He looks good, doesn’t he?”

“Have you seen my son?” You blink, quite a few times. “What happened to my son?”

“Your son has become a man, Miss Girl,” Reina teases. “Ah! Winwin!”

“It is too early for this shit!” The hand over your heart grips desperately at your shirt. “I woke up, only to be attacked.”

“WayV always delivers,” she agrees.

“The theatre kid in me is screaming,” you comment.

“And the throne of swords? Bitch, I will gladly sit in any one of their laps in that throne,” her voice comes through loud and clear, and you cackle. “You know I would.”

“I know you would,” you grin, shifting your position so you’re holding your one elbow in your hand for support as you continue to grasp your phone in your opposite one. “I’m just mesmerized by the metal claws.”

“Oh, yeah, you did have a thing for that, even with Lion by G-Idle,” she says. “I’m just surprised you haven’t commented on the eyes yet.”

“I was getting there,” you sit on the edge of the couch just as the bridge hits. “Oh, we stan Xiaojun’s high notes once more.”

“You’re honestly acting much calmer than I thought you would be right now,” Reina notes.

“Well, to be fair, I just woke up,” you tell her. “Still, doesn’t mean I’m okay.”

More maniacal laughter can be heard from the other end as the song comes to an end.

Taking a brief glance around the room, you notice all eight of them standing around with pouts on their faces. Some, like Wooyoung, San, Yunho, and Hongjoong all stand with their arms crossed, too.

“Now do you understand why I called you in tears?” Reina repeats her question from earlier, a knowing tone to her voice.

“Yes, yes,” you reply, waving her off slightly. “You still scared the shit out of me.”

“Oh, believe me, if it was my ex I wouldn’t have been in tears,” she jokes.

“I would hope not, but you never know,” you reply.

“So,” she continues, “tell me your thoughts.”

At her words, you notice eight pointed looks sent your way. You quirk a brow.

“WayV never disappoints,” you begin, sitting yourself further back on the couch for the moment. “Though I will say, completely missed opportunity with not putting them in corsets.”

A loud cackle is heard on the other end as you watch both Seonghwa and San practically stumble over in their spots.

“You and I both know they would have been too powerful in corsets.” Reina’s voice rings out.

“Still, fucking SM strikes again,” you tut, shaking your head. “The chorus reminds me of Seulgi’s solo.”

“Oh god, this better not be another ‘Sticker sounds like a revamped Don’t Call Me’ thing.” She teases.

“It did!” You argue. “The beat was just sped up!”

“Don’t talk to me about the recorder trill song.”

“Says the ‘Two Bitches’ apologist.”

“At least that song was good!”

“In what fucking universe is ‘Two bitches’ better than ‘Sticker’?” You reply, eyes wide despite the fact she cannot see you right now.

“Um, in every universe, bitch,” she scoffs, clearly rolling her eyes at you. “Anyways, as much as I’d love to hear more about what is sure to be your hour long rant on men in corsets, I have to go to work.”

“Reina!” You sigh, exasperatedly. “You phoned me!”

“Yeah, because you needed to be aware of the absolute masterpiece that is Phantom.” She replies, as if it’s the most obvious thing in the world.

“And it seriously could not have been sent in a text?” You huff.

“Clearly not!” She sasses back. “I may not be able to see you, but I know for a fact you’re sitting down right now.”

“Well, yeah, but-“

“Which part was it? Was it the flashing eyes? Ten? Kun’s gothic look? The metal claws? All of the above?” She giggles.

“Sounds like someone is projecting,” you mutter, leaning forward to hide your head in your hands.

“Guilty!” She laughs once more. “Anyways, I really have to go cause I may or may not have actually called you on my break. Talk to you later! Ciao!”

“Reina-“

However, before another word of protest can leave your lips, she ends the call.

Little does she realize the storm she left you sitting in as eight males continue to stare you down in the cinema room. You let out a long sigh.

“Um, good afternoon?” You attempt a greeting.

“Winwin, huh?” Yeosang is surprisingly the first one to break the silence, his arms crossed in front of his chest as he looks at you expectantly.

You shrug in your own defence, “he got fucking lines, finally.”

“Yes, I’m well aware,” Jongho grumbles, pouting as he sits beside you on the couch.

“Whoops,” you chuckle, somewhat nervously. “Sorry about that, bubs.”

Reaching over, you pat his arm comfortingly, noticing how he immediately seems to relax the slightest bit beneath your touch.

“Is this a common occurrence?” Yunho quirks a brow, leaning against the wall.

“With WayV and Reina? Oh, yeah,” you nod. “I’m honestly surprised it took her this long to call. Last time she called me ten minutes after the music video dropped because she ‘needed time to watch it again first.’”

“You seem much calmer than she is, though,” Wooyoung observes.

“I am still processing in my semi-awake state,” you reply honestly, touching the tips of your fingers together as you lean forward, resting your elbows onto your knees. “Then again, it’d be a lot worse if it were a VIXX comeback, or SHINee. Still, oof.”

“Oof?” Mingi repeats, eyebrows raised.

“It’s a good song!” You shrug, defending yourself. “The concept is great, and it’s been a while since the last WayV release, so…” Then, more to yourself, “I wonder what the b-side release will be…”

“B-side?” Hongjoong quirks a brow.

“It’s usually also a banger,” you nod to yourself as if remembering something. “Mmmh, Action Figure.”

Taking a look around the room, you let out a sigh.

“Look, if you’re going to be jealous about it, can you go and do it somewhere else?” You spare a glance at all of them and notice how Jongho, Mingi, Yunho, and Yeosang seem to relax the slightest. “It’s been a while since I’ve been this excited over an NCT comeback.”

The way you see both San’s and Wooyoung’s pouts deepen causes you to let out another sigh.

“Just because you don’t like them, doesn’t mean I don’t like them,” you remind them all.

“We know, Darling,” Jongho replies, leaning further back into the couch. “It’s just difficult to watch you practically drooling over other men.”

“Do you honestly all think I’ve never thought about any of you in such ways before?” Your question has an immediate silence settling over the room. “Why would I want people who don’t even know I exist over eight highly powerful, extremely attractive Kings?”

Eight pleased growls echo around the room.

“Look,” you exhale a long sigh, standing back to your feet, “if there’s one thing I need you all to understand, it’s that despite wherever it may seem that we are in our individual relationships, I am committed to you, not anyone else. Yes, I joke, and yes I tease, but I would never act on such things. Loyalty is something I value above anything else, and you’ve all had mine since I started falling for all of you.”

“You’ve had ours since before you came to us,” Seonghwa voices the thought on all of their minds.

You turn to face him, a soft upturn to your lips. “I know. That’s why I don’t get jealous. I mean, I usually don’t, anyways, but you don’t think I’ve realized that you all probably have your own little fan clubs of demons pining for your affection?” You chuckle, arms crossed in front of your chest. “Just because I have interests, doesn’t mean I’m going to up and leave you all at the drop of a hat.”

They remain silent for the moment.

“Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to go change, and then I’m going to come back and spend the day either binging anime or music videos because it’s been a while since I’ve done either.” You say, already moving towards the door. “You’re all welcome to join me-“ at the way Wooyoung’s eyes gleam, you’re quick to add, “not while I’m changing.” Your narrowed eyes zero in on the way his pout is immediately back on his face. “As I was saying,” you continue, “you’re all welcome to join me when I get back. I would be more than happy to finally share some of my favourite things with you.”

Before you give any of them a chance to respond, you’ve left the room.

Not even fifteen minutes later you walk back into the cinema room to see all eight of them sitting in different spots, seemingly waiting patiently for your return. You smile, a fact which immediately brightens the room.

“I’m glad you all stayed,” you say, nothing but honesty dripping from your words as you make your way back over to the one couch to sit between Jongho and Yeosang, much to the other’s disappointment.

“We are always happy to learn more about you, Dearest,” Yeosang replies as he watches you sit beside him.

“Then, I think it’s time to show you all of my favourite songs,” you grin, already cuing up the next video on screen. “Warning: not all of them are happy.”

“We would love that,” Yunho smiles at you from across the room.

“Good,” you return the look, “because my favourite songs reveal more about me than I ever could.”

Little do you realize how each male straightens the slightest bit at your words. The significance and meaning of you opening yourself up in such a way washes over each and every one of them, hearts swelling in their chests. Attentively, they watch the screen.

For the next two and a half hours, you show them your favourite songs and music videos. Sure, a few of them, like Wooyoung, Seonghwa, and Hongjoong all still get jealous when you praise certain people on screen, but you notice it’s nowhere near as bad as it was before. Looks like your words truly did reassure them more than you’ll ever know.

“You seem to have a thing for dancers,” Yunho quirks a brow at you from across the way, and you notice how Wooyoung perks up immediately.

“Do I?” You hum knowingly. “I thought I mentioned how I appreciate good dancing before.”

“Once or twice,” Mingi grins, shooting a look towards San, whom then both turn towards Wooyoung in the next moment.

“I’d be more than happy to dance for you sometime, Gorgeous,” Wooyoung meets your gaze, and you notice how he rests his head on his one arm as he turns his whole body to look at you from across the room.

“I’d love that,” you smile back, and instantly Wooyoung can feel his heart absolutely pounding in his chest.

Just then, your phone pings, and you notice it’s a message from Reina. Only, when you open it, your eyes nearly bug right out of your head. That is, until the corner of your lips are quirking upwards.

Subtly, you shift your phone to show Yeosang the picture that is now displayed on your screen, seeing as you’ve taken the liberty to lean against him as more time had passed.

His reaction is immediate, and you can feel the way his breath hitches in his throat as his whole body tenses beneath you. His grip around your waist tightens ever so slightly, and you don’t even need to look at him to know that his eyes are glued to your screen.

Fucking hell, she’s trying to kill me. With each second that passes by, Yeosang finds it harder and harder to control himself around you, his gaze still never leaving your phone.

Out of the corner of your eyes, you notice Jongho glancing towards you with a curious gleam in his own. So, of course, you turn your phone to show him now, too.

This time, his reaction is instantly verbalized as a low curse escapes his lips.

All heads turn to look at you. You quirk a brow, a knowing smirk pulling at your lips.

“Here,” you shift slightly, choosing your next target carefully, “catch.”

In an instant, you’ve tossed your phone at San, noticing how both Yunho and Wooyoung surround him on either side. Wooyoung’s eyes nearly bug right out of his head as he sees the photo onscreen, practically snatching the phone from San’s grip as he stares at the picture presented to him.

“What? What’s going on?” Mingi, oh so innocently, asks, sitting forward in his spot.

“See for yourself,” Yunho clears his throat, snatching the phone from an overly eager Wooyoung who whines as soon as the picture disappears from sight.

You notice San still sits frozen in his spot, hand still in front of his body as if he’s still holding onto your phone. You giggle.

I think the correct term is she’s trying to kill us. Mingi has to stop himself from physically panting once he sees the image appear onscreen in front of himself.

If one of you don’t tell us what’s going on right now- Hongjoong begins before being cut off by Mingi in the next second.

See for yourself, Mingi tosses your phone at his Captain, who catches it with ease.

Again, his reaction is immediate. Hongjoong’s breathing deepens, and you notice his eyes swirling with that all too familiar blackness as he glances up at you. Even the eldest fairs no better, a low growl escaping his lips as he leans over to see what his brothers have had the pleasure of observing before him. No wonder they’re all reacting this way.

There, shining on the phone’s screen rests your figure, posing for the camera in the most intricate corset they’ve ever seen in their lives. The way a sultry grin pulls at your painted lips only adds to the image, captivating them at every glance.

“You can swipe right, you know,” you chuckle.

“There’s more?” Seonghwa practically moans out, grip deadly on the cushion beneath his hand.

Your nod is all the confirmation they need.

Instantly, San, Mingi, and Wooyoung are all on their feet, practically stumbling over each other as they race to see the other photos in the set. Jongho and Yunho are more subtle about it, but you can tell there’s an eagerness to their steps as they surround the two eldest still sitting on the couch. Hongjoong still holds your phone in his hand, grip trembling the slightest bit as he begins to swipe through the photos onscreen.

Turning your head slightly, you notice how Yeosang hasn’t moved a single inch yet. You can tell how badly he wants to go look, though, for his entire body is the most ridged its ever been beneath your touch.

Catching his eye, you simply quirk a brow at him, shifting your weight so he can move. Instantly, he’s stood from the couch, shoving his way through his brothers to see the images on your phone.

“Now, who are the one’s drooling?” You chuckle once more, shifting yourself so that you’re laying on your side on the couch.

“My Love, you cannot blame us,” Hongjoong meets your gaze, his eyes flashing black for the briefest of moments.

“I never said I did,” you grin, supporting your head in your one hand as you prop yourself up by your elbow. “Gives me a huge confidence boost knowing I can affect you all in such a way.”

“Oh, you have no idea,” Mingi breathes out, both him and Jongho looking towards you out of the corner of their eyes.

“We’ve never-“ Seonghwa clears his throat. “We’ve never seen you like this before.”

“And you’re the only ones that have,” you reply, a devious grin to your lips. “Well, other than Reina, of course. She’s the one that took the photos.”

“You mean…?” Yeosang turns to look at you next.

“I’ve never shown those photos to anybody,” you confirm with a slight nod to your head. “Granted, I almost forgot they existed until she sent them to me again just now.”

“How…?” Wooyoung trails off, glancing between you and your phone, as if he cannot decide where he wants to keep his gaze. He swallows thickly.

“She dragged my ass to a renaissance fair, demanded we try on corsets, and then begged me to take photos for her portfolio,” you explain. At the questioning looks they continue to send you, you chuckle once more. “Reina is a photographer.”

“You mean there’s more photos of you like this?” San sounds a little too eager as he says this.

“Perhaps,” you smirk.

“Where?” Hongjoong’s eyes are near wild as he shifts his gaze to yours once more. “When?”

“Woah,” you giggle, and it does nothing to help the way each male feels in this very moment, “you’re all acting like I showed you my nudes or something.”

“You have nudes?” Mingi’s mouth goes dry, lips parting as he attempts to control his breathing for the moment.

Your eyes widen dramatically, raising your one hand in front of you in your defence as they all turn to look at you eagerly. “No, I do not have nudes. Don’t go snooping through my phone trying to find them, either. You will be severely disappointed.”

The way their shoulders all visibly seem to droop has your eyebrows raising even further.

“I show you several photos of me in a corset and you all decide to start asking for nudes,” you tut teasingly. “And here I thought I was the needy one.”

“You know,” Yunho clears his throat, “if you need any help sorting out those needs, we are more than happy to assist you.”

If your eyes go any wider, and you think that your eyeballs will fall right out of your head.

Then, a teasing grin is pulling at your lips as you quirk a brow. “All of you?”

“All of us.” San replies, breathlessly.

“At the same time?”

An air of stillness settles over all of them as you watch them stiffen.

“At the same time.” Seonghwa confirms, voice barely above a whisper as he meets your gaze.

“So, you would be okay with that?” You inquire, nothing but curiosity reflected in your tone. “If I wanted more than one of you at a time?”

“If that is what you so desire,” Hongjoong confirms, chest rising and falling dramatically as he meets your gaze. “As long as it was us, and only us."

“We only want to please you, Dearest,” Yeosang breathes, voice low and airy.

You nod, the corner of your lips tugging upwards in a smirk. “So, if I said only one of you could touch me while the others watched, you’d all be okay with that?”

Eight low growls reach your ears as their eyes flash.

“If that is what you wanted, Baby, we’d be more than happy to oblige,” San’s voice is but a low drawl on his lips, nothing but desire shining within his eyes as he trails his gaze over your figure laying on the couch. Of course, he’s hoping that he’ll be the only one able to touch you right now while the others watch, if that’s truly what you’re implying is about to happen.

“Seeing you experiencing pleasure would be enough for any one of us, as long as we got to experience it with you.” Seonghwa breathes, eyes locked on your figure as his tongue darts out to wet his lips.

You cannot help it, your breath hitches in your throat, and you find yourself immediately sitting up. Crossing your legs over one another, you take the time to meet each one of their gazes, seeing nothing but sincerity and desire for you shining within their orbs. You swallow the sudden dryness in your throat.

“Whatever you want,” Mingi rumbles out.

“Whenever you need it,” Yunho adds, just as lowly.

Cautiously, Wooyoung takes a small step towards you. His eyes are the darkest you’ve ever seen them as he trails his gaze shamelessly over your body, locking in on the way your legs shift subconsciously the closer he gets to you.

“Please, won’t you let us experience you like this, Angel?” His voice is low, desperate as he comes to stand directly in front of your sitting form on the couch. Slowly, he begins to lower himself onto his knees in front of you, shaking hands reaching out to place them gently on your crossed legs. “I promise we’ll make this worth your while.”

“All we want is to please you,” San’s chest heaves with every breath he takes, dark eyes watching your every movement carefully.

“Say the word, Darling,” Jongho cannot tear his eyes away from yours as he slowly begins stalking towards you. “Say the word, and we’ll do everything in our power to please you.”

You lips part the slightest as you find yourself uncrossing your legs. The whole time, Wooyoung’s hands never leave your body, fingers subtly pressing into the skin of your lower thighs as his palms rest over your knees. His chest rises and falls dramatically as he can hear your heartbeat racing in his ears, along with the way your scent spikes with arousal. His eyes flash once more, and he knows for a fact that he isn’t the only one this affected by you right now.

“Please,” the word is a near whimper on his lips as he looks up into your eyes, “won’t you let us?”

You blink, swallowing thickly as you are surrounded by their lustful stares. You cannot deny the way your entire body heats beneath their gazes, a fire lighting in your veins as they continue to stare at you with nothing but desire in their eyes. This is just as intense for them right now as it is for you, and you cannot help the way need courses through you.

“Okay,” your response is but a whisper on your lips as you stand to your feet.

Collectively, their breaths all catch in their throat as they watch you shift your hand to undo the button on the front of your jeans.

“You mean…?” Seonghwa’s mouth goes dry, eyes flashing as he watches you meet his gaze.

“Yes,” you confirm, your own eyes flashing. “Two of you may touch me while the others watch.”

Wooyoung’s grip on you tightens, and he can feel his whole body tense. None of his brothers have to hear his thoughts to know that he’s just daring them to try and move him from his spot kneeling before you right now.

“Who-“ Wooyoung can barely get the words out to ask you which two of them you want to touch you. His whole body begins to tremble at the thought of being so close to you, yet you choosing someone else.

The grin that pulls onto your features says it all, “whoever else can get to me first.”

The way their gazes all flash black is instantaneous, growls resonating throughout the room as they spare glances at each other out of the corner of their eyes. You have half a mind to quirk a brow at them all until you feel a warmth standing at your back, pressing himself further into you as his arms wrap around your waist.

You notice Wooyoung smirk.

“Like hell I’m letting you have all the fun,” Jongho’s voice is low, right beside your ear as he leans into you. “If we do something you don’t like, you let us know right away, Darling.”

Your heart warms as a soft smile paints your features, “I will.”

Jongho’s hands begin to toy with the hem of your shirt as you feel Wooyoung slide his own up your thighs. Slowly, the elder of the two begins to drag the zipper of your jeans down, eyes locked on your own and searching for any signs of hesitance or discomfort. He finds none.

“May we?” Wooyoung’s voice is low, and you can feel the way his fingers shake against your skin as he barely hooks the tips beneath the waistline of your jeans.

Six pairs of eager eyes watch you closely from around the room, each male settling into a spot where they can see you clearly. They will savour this moment for eternity, for as long as you will allow them to indulge.

“You may,” you confirm. However, your hand on top of Jongho’s pauses his movements of stripping you of your shirt. “But, my shirt stays on. I’m not being the only one naked in a room full of eight men. Sorry boys, that’s one power dynamic I do not like.”

“As you wish, My Queen,” Jongho’s voice is low, nothing but a drawl on his lips as he releases the material of your shirt from his grip.

“Whatever makes you most comfortable, Dearest,” Yeosang smiles softly at you from across the room, and you notice all of them staring at you with such fond looks in their eyes.

“We are just happy to be sharing such a moment with you,” Yunho says, lips parting as he watches Wooyoung drag the material of your jeans down your legs.

“Our Queen,” San’s voice rumbles out, eyes flashing as he trails his gaze over your body.

Eight pleased growls reach your ears, causing a shiver to run up your spine. A fact of which both males holding onto you feel, making them smirk.

Jongho’s hands settle on your waist, thumbs gently stroking over your skin as Wooyoung helps you step out of your jeans. In the next moment, he hooks his fingers through the waistline of your panties, eyes shining as he meets your gaze once more. As soon as he sees you give him a nod of confirmation, he slowly begins to drag the offending material down your legs.

Again, a shiver caresses your spine at the feeling of his fingers trailing over your skin.

The full scent of your arousal begins to fill the room, echoed only by the low growls you can hear as they all take a deep breath. You can practically feel Jongho’s chest humming against your back as he pulls you the slightest bit closer into him for the moment.

“Fuck, you smell so good, Darling,” Jongho begins to nip at the skin of your ear, his voice but a low rumble. Several growls of agreement echo throughout the room. “Makes me desperate for a taste.”

The way your breath hitches is music to all of their ears.

“You’re not the only desperate one here, brother,” Seonghwa practically growls at the youngest, dark eyes trained in on the apex of your thighs.

Out of the corner of your eyes, you see Yunho smirk, licking his lips knowingly.

“What I wouldn’t give for a taste right now,” San pants, tongue darting out to wet his lips as he clings onto the couch he’s sitting on for dear life.

Never would you have expected the effect of feeling all of their hungry gazes on you like this. The desire alone you can see swimming beneath the blackness of their eyes sets your heart racing, feeling yourself clench around nothing the more comments that keep slipping passed their lips.

Glancing down once more, you see Wooyoung bring your panties up to his nose, inhaling deeply as a low groan escapes his lips. His whole body shudders as his eyes flash open, instantly captivating you at the darkness swirling within.

“Fuck,” he breathes, “just as perfect as I remember.”

You cannot deny the way your stomach twists in pleasure.

Slowly, you reach a hand out to cup the side of Wooyoung’s face in your palm, noticing how he immediately leans into your touch. You smirk.

“How about we let someone else enjoy these for now, hmm?” You hum, shifting your grip slightly to snatch your panties out of his one hand.

As soon as you right yourself, you see six pairs of eyes locked intently on your figure. Stepping out of the two youngest’s hold, you begin walking towards one male in particular who straightens in his seat.

Hongjoong can feel his heart absolutely pounding beneath his chest as you come to stand in front of him with those hooded eyes of yours. He swallows thickly, watching you with dark eyes of his own as you gracefully drop your panties into his lap.

You flick a brow at him teasingly, that damned smirk pulling at your lips as you drawl out an, “enjoy, Captain.”

Hongjoong has half the mind to pull you into his lap right this very second, and claim you in front of the others like he’s always desired. Oh, so badly does he want to grab you by the hips, and kiss you until you’re breathless, pleasing you until he is the only thing on your mind.

Alas, Hongjoong is a patient man, and he is more than content with this turn of events. Besides, he knows that when the time finally comes where he can finally make you his in every meaning of the way, it will be that much more sweeter.

Reaching down, he’s quick to grasp your panties in his one hand, feeling the jealous stares of his brothers on him as he shamelessly raises the material to his nose and inhales deeply.

A shuddering moan escapes him as your scent fully surrounds him, his fingers tightening subtly on the material in his hand. Hongjoong can feel his already semi-hard cock twitching beneath his slacks, dark eyes locked on your figure as you situate yourself between the two youngest once more.

As soon as Jongho’s hands are back on your waist, you feel him pulling you down onto the couch behind you. His chin rests on your shoulder, back pressed against his chest as he holds you in his lap. He smirks, hearing you let out a small gasp as you feel his hard cock pressing against your ass.

Out of the corner of your eyes, you notice Wooyoung shift the slightest bit forward.

In the next second, Wooyoung’s hands are back on your knees, his thumb gently stroking over your exposed skin. You notice how your legs seem to be hooked around Jongho’s for the moment, and you have to swallow the sudden dryness in your throat as you feel them both beginning to spread you open for all to see.

The feeling of Wooyoung’s hands running up your inner thighs has another shiver caressing your spine, lips parting in a silent moan. The way Jongho’s thighs tense beneath you has you practically keening against him as you look down to see Wooyoung staring, completely transfixed, at your weeping entrance.

“Fuck, what a pretty pussy you have, Angel,” Wooyoung moans, fingers pressing that much firmer into your skin as he spreads you even further apart.

You cannot help the way you clench at his words, hearing several other low moans echo throughout the room.

“So fucking beautiful,” Mingi growls out, chest rising and falling dramatically with each breath he takes.

“So fucking perfect,” Yeosang groans, eyes fluttering shut as he absolutely revels in this moment right here, right now, with you.

“And all ours,” San practically snarls, eyes flashing black along with all of his brothers’.

“Our Queen,” Hongjoong’s voice is but a low growl as he continues gripping onto your panties for dear life, black eyes locked on the way your dripping entrance clenches around nothing once more.

An unabashed moan tumbles from your lips as your eyes flutter closed, leaning your head back to rest against Jongho’s shoulder.

“My Kings,” your voice is breathless as you practically whimper out those two simple words, but the effect is still immediate.

Eight pleased snarls fill your ears, hearing their breathing all deepen in the next moment. You even feel Jongho twitch beneath you, a fact which makes you smile.

This is everything they could have ever asked for, and so much more. The fact that you trust them enough to indulge in such fantasies with them, that you are allowing them to even see you in such a state, means more to them than you’ll ever know.

“Fucking hell, she looks so good like this,” Mingi pants, his whole body visibly shaking. “All spread out for us to see.”

“Look at her,” Seonghwa moans, fingers digging harshly into the couch beneath him as he attempts to maintain some form of control over his body for the time being. “She’s practically dripping, and we haven’t even touched her yet.”

“Just how wet is she?” Hongjoong asks the question on all of their minds, gaze focussing in on that pretty pussy of yours on full display for every single one of them.

Wooyoung meets your gaze for the briefest of moments, noting how you nod ever so subtly as he leans even further into you. As soon as he has your consent, he’s shifting his one hand, running a tender thumb over your dripping entrance and feeling just how wet you are.

Shamelessly, a moan tumbles from his lips, eyes fluttering shut as his hands begin to shake. The way your own chest rises and falls dramatically does nothing to help any of them right now.

“She’s soaked,” Wooyoung groans, eyes flashing once more as they settle on your weeping entrance.

“Pretty Baby,” San hums, drawing your attention to him to see him practically devouring you already with his eyes. “Are you enjoying this as much as we are right now?”

“Yes,” your answer is immediate, nothing more than a moan on your lips.

They all groan in response, and you feel Jongho twitch once again beneath you.

“Tell us, Petal,” Yunho’s voice rumbles out, low and seductive, as he draws your attention to him next. “Have you thought about this before? Have you fantasized about one of us touching you? About one of us pleasing you while the others watched?”

Your breath catches in your throat, and you swallow thickly. “Yes.”

Eight pleased snarls sound around the room.

Wooyoung licks his lips, inhaling your scent deeply once more as he slowly begins to lean into you. His hands shamelessly trail up your thighs, fingers digging into the soft flesh there as his eyes dart to your own briefly. 

“Then, let me make all your dreams come true, Angel.” The warmth of his breath ghosts along the skin of your entrance, causing your whole body to tremble in anticipation. Yet still, he waits for your nod of confirmation.

The feeling of Jongho trailing his hands up your sides and beneath the material of your shirt makes it increasingly harder to think. Still, you manage to nod your head, a breathless ‘please’ falling from your lips in the next second.

The word has barely finished falling from your lips when Wooyoung’s are on you, tongue darting out to finally taste you after so long of simply fantasizing about it. At the same time, Jongho takes this opportunity to cup your breasts over your bra, giving them an appreciative squeeze.

Your reaction is immediate. Your eyes flutter shut as a low moan escapes your parted lips, head being tossed back onto Jongho’s shoulder. Your one hand instantly moves to tangle in Wooyoung’s hair, fingers tugging at his roots as he lets out an appreciative groan.

The second swipe of his tongue between your folds is synonymous with the way Jongho practically tears your bra off of you, tossing it somewhere in the room in the next moment. Your protest practically dies in your throat as you feel Wooyoung beginning to suck your clit into his mouth at the same time Jongho’s hands return to your breasts, kneading the tender flesh beneath his grip. In the next moment, his fingers move to pinch at your hardening nipples, eliciting another of the sweetest moans from your lips as he rolls them between his thumb and forefinger.

Your breathing comes in jagged pants, a low curse escaping you in the next moment as you feel Wooyoung laving his mouth over your entire pussy. He pulls you closer, moaning shamelessly into you as his eyes flutter shut.

“Is she as sweet as she looks?” Seonghwa licks his lips, eyes darting between the way Wooyoung devours your dripping entrance, and every beautiful expression you’re giving them right now.

“Sweeter,” Wooyoung moans, feeling you clench around his tongue in response.

“Fuck- look at you,” Jongho groans lowly in your ear, his teeth finding purchase on the skin of your neck in the next second. “Look at you getting lost in the pleasure only we can provide for you.”

Another whimper escapes your lips, fingers tightening their hold in Wooyoung’s hair as you pull him closer into you. A fact which he is more than happy to oblige.

“So fucking beautiful, Starlight,” Mingi growls out once more.

“No idea what you do to us,” Hongjoong snarls, gaze never leaving your figure for one second as he indulges in this moment right alongside his brothers.

“Our perfect Queen,” Yeosang’s voice rumbles out, low and sultry as you just manage to meet his gaze.

Wooyoung moans against you, feeling you clench once more around his tongue at his brother’s words. Greedily, he continues to lave his mouth over your wet cunt, tongue delving between your folds before coming up to flick at your clit. He can feel your sweet nectar flooding his every sense, absolutely loving the way you begin to drip down his chin as he sucks your clit into his mouth yet again. This is everything he could have ever wanted, and so much more.

Nothing could have prepared them for the next word that falls from your lips.

“Yours.”

The eight snarls that greet your ears are unlike anything you’ve ever heard before.

“I don’t think I will ever grow tired of hearing you say that, Petal,” Yunho groans, his entire body visibly shaking as he continues to watch your face contort in pleasure.

“Oh, fuck- Wooyoung-“ your breath hitches as you toss your head back, thighs twitching slightly as both your hands now bury themselves in his hair. “Just like that.”

A pride unlike any other fills his chest as his eyes flash black, a pleased rumble reverberating against your core as he feels you pull him in closer. Wooyoung has to see you fall apart because of him. He just has to. So, he does what he does best. He pulls you even closer, redoubling his efforts as his tongue delves between your folds once more.

You find you can barely keep your eyes open, the pleasure thrumming through your veins drowning you in an ecstasy unlike anything you’ve felt before. The added fact that you can feel their heated gazes on you, noticing how most of them begin to stroke themselves over their pants in time with your breaths has your stomach twisting in pleasure. Never have you ever felt so desired before in your entire life, and you wouldn’t want it any other way.

What makes this moment all the more intense is the love you can see dripping within their eyes as they continue to stare at you. You can feel it in your bones: they don’t view you as some object to them, but as their equal. Always, and forever, you are theirs, just as much as they are yours.

So, you decide to remind them.

“My Kings,” your voice is low, airy as you can feel your release building within you. You know you have their complete and utter attention as that coil continues to tighten within your lower abdomen, seconds away from snapping. “You’re mine.”

The words are barely out of your mouth when you feel your release washing over you like a wave upon the shore. Your eyes squeeze shut, a loud whine escaping you as your whole body trembles within both Jongho’s and Wooyoung’s hold. 

The grip you have on Wooyoung’s hair is deadly as he continues to ride you through your high, tongue greedily devouring every last drop you have to offer him of your sweet nectar. Even Jongho finds it difficult to catch his breath, chest rising and falling right alongside your own as he gently strokes his hands over your sides for the moment.

All that can be heard throughout the room is the sound of heavy breathing and your muted whimpers as Wooyoung laves his tongue lazily over your folds.

Slowly, Jongho begins to trail his lips over the side of your neck, placing tender kisses against your skin and muttering subtle praises into your ear.

“So beautiful,” he whispers, fingers digging into your hips. “So perfect.”

“You did so well for us, Angel,” Wooyoung hums, slowly trailing kisses over the skin of your inner thighs as he helps to calm you further, grounding you back to reality with every press of his lips against you. “For me.”

“Our Queen,” Seonghwa hums, looking towards you through hooded eyes. “Thank you, for letting us indulge,”

You smile faintly, still attempting to catch your breath as you are more than content to rest in Jongho’s arms for the moment.

“I didn’t realize that would be so intense,” you manage to get out, resting your one hand over your stomach. Briefly, you spare a glance around the room as a heat blooms on your cheeks. “Did you all, uh-“ you swallow the sudden dryness in your throat as you feel all eight pairs of eyes on you, waiting patiently for you to continue. “Did you all enjoy it?”

You can feel the way Jongho smiles against your skin as you see the others all glancing at you with nothing but a tender fondness in their eyes.

“More than you’ll ever know, My Love,” Hongjoong is the one who answers, speaking the thoughts on all of their minds. “Now, if you’ll excuse us, some of us need to change.”

Your lips part in mild shock, heart fluttering in your chest as you realize the implications behind his words. Now that you think about it, you do feel a small wet patch against your ass right where you had previously felt the press of Jongho’s hard cock.

“Oh,” you giggle, and again, the sound is like music to their ears.

In the blink of an eye, all of them except for both Wooyoung and Jongho disappear from your sight.

“Are you okay, Darling?” Jongho keeps his voice low as he leans into your ear for the nth time this afternoon.

“We didn’t push you too far, too fast, did we?” Nothing but concern is reflected in Wooyoung’s eyes as he lovingly runs his hand over the skin of your one thigh.

“Not at all,” you shake your head, a smile tugging at your lips. “I rather enjoyed that.”

The brilliant smile that paints Wooyoung’s features sets your heart racing in your chest. A look you’re sure is mirrored on Jongho’s face as he tightens his arms around your waist, hugging you to him as he buried his nose into the side of your neck.

“Next time, don’t tear my bra, though,” you poke Jongho’s one thigh, feeling the way he chuckles beneath you as he slowly closes your legs.

“I can just buy you a new one, Darling,” his voice playfully rumbles out.

“Or I can just make one for you,” Seonghwa reappears instantly, drawing your attention across the room. “I have quite a few ideas after today, anyways.”

“Let me guess,” you grin knowingly, “there’s a corset in there somewhere, isn’t there?”

“Guilty,” he chuckles, just as Mingi appears with a glass of water held in his hand for you.

Taking the glass, you thank him lightly. “Then, there better be one for each of you in that order of yours.”

Immediately, all of their eyes are on you.

“What?” You grin. “I’m not wearing one unless all of you wear one. Make them matching for all I care, but I’m serious about absolutely loving men in corsets.”

You notice all of them swallowing thickly.

“But of course,” Seonghwa breathes, just as the rest of his brothers reappear in the room.

“Anything for you, Dearest,” Yeosang smiles as he hands you a fresh pair of pants and underwear.

“Hehe,” you giggle as you take the clothes from Yeosang’s outstretched hands, “yay!”

A moment of silence settles over the nine of you as you move off of Jongho to slip your fresh pair of panties on.

“Oh, so you don’t want these back?” Hongjoong quirks a brow, your other pair held in his one hand.

You meet his gaze, blinking a few times at him in response. That is, until a devious grin is tugging onto your lips. “I told you to enjoy, didn’t I?”

The way you quirk a brow knowingly at him has him disappearing instantly, hiding your panties somewhere safe in his room before he reappears in the next second.

“No fair!” San whines just as both Wooyoung and Jongho reappear in the room with a fresh set of clothes on. “I want a pair, too.”

A laugh escapes you just as you slip your new pants on, noticing how he’s not the only one who wears a large pout on his face.

“Oh, relax, will you,” you tut teasingly at Mingi, San, and Wooyoung. “I have more panties, you know.”

At your words, all three of them instantly perk up, and you notice Jongho attempting not to look too eager out of the corner of your eyes. You laugh once more as you sit back on the couch, muttering about your damn horny Kings all the while. A fact which makes pleased growls build in their chests yet again.

“Speaking of, you all really do owe a lot to Reina,” you chuckle. “How many times now has she instigated something between us without knowing?”

“So, she’s a photographer, huh?” San inquires, a grin tugging at his lips.

“How many more shoots have you done for her portfolio?” Yeosang asks, oh, so innocently.

“What other types of pictures has she taken of you?” Mingi inquires, an eager look shining in his eyes.

You quirk a brow, noticing how they all stare at you intently.

“Where’s my phone?” You chuckle, shaking your head slightly. “I’ll just get her to send me all of the photos when she has a chance.”

Instantly, Hongjoong has your phone in his hand, tossing it to you in the next second. A moment later, and you’ve sent the message off to Reina, telling her to send you all of your past photoshoots with her when she gets a chance.

The excitement you can feel radiating off of them alone has a smile tugging at your features.

“Now, we wait,” you hum, tucking your phone beneath your one thigh as you lean back on the couch.

“Well, hopefully she doesn’t call you crying about WayV again,” Wooyoung jokes, plopping down on the couch beside you and wrapping his arms around your waist.

“She might,” you tease back, a playful quirk to your brow as you lean into him.

Little do you see the brilliant smile that takes over his features as you do so.

“You mentioned something about her ex making her cry?” Mingi’s brow furrows as he recalls your words from earlier.

Immediately, your expression is darkening. “That good for nothing bastard cheated on her. Twice. And then, had the audacity to both blame her for it, and then beg for her back in the next breath.”

“He still contacts her?” Seonghwa’s brow furrows in confusion.

“Sometimes, he tries to,” you reply. “But then he is, oh, so kindly reminded about what I would do to him if I ever saw his face again.”

“More of those delightful violent thoughts of yours, My Love?” Hongjoong grins, knowingly.

“The bloodiest,” you smile, not so innocently back. Then, more to yourself, “serves him right after what he did to her.”

At the few looks you see them sending you, you let out a small sigh.

“I have no sympathy for people like that. People who fall under the categories of the three worst things I believe you could do to another person.” You explain.

“Which are?” Yunho inquires.

“Cheating, for one.” You begin, holding up your finger in the air for emphasis. Then, you’re raising another finger as you list the second, “any form of sexual assault, or rape. I absolutely despise people who feel entitled to another person in any way, shape, or form.”

They nod, waiting patiently for you to continue.

“And the third thing?” Yeosang voices softly, swallowing the sudden dryness in his throat.

You meet his gaze, “making someone believe you have feelings for them, or are in love with them when you couldn’t care less about them.”

A silence settles over the room as the eight males all share a worried glance. They can tell from your body language alone that something happened which made you believe this. Something bad.

“Not even murder?” San jokes, attempting to lighten the mood.

You grin, “nope. Different circumstances. Sometimes, it’s in self defence. I would never despise someone for killing their abuser, or their rapist. Though, on the scale of things, it’d be close fourth, but again, depends on the circumstances.”

“Literally, you could not be more perfect,” Wooyoung sighs dreamily as he rests against your side.

“That being said,” you add, and you notice how you have all of their attention on you once again. You just want to know something, and your curiosity is getting the better of you for the moment. “If I ever wanted you guys to kill someone for me-“

“Done.” Hongjoong replies, a little too eagerly.

“Say the word, and its yours,” Seonghwa breathes.

“Woah,” you raise your hands as much as you can while being held by Wooyoung. “I was just curious, is all.”

“You know we would do anything for you,” Yeosang reminds you. “That includes disposing of or protecting anyone you tell us to.”

You blink, clearly caught off guard for the moment. “Duly noted.”

San takes this opportunity to sit on your opposite side, sliding his arm around your waist where Wooyoung’s hold is scarce.

“Whatever you want, whenever you need it,” he whispers lowly into your ear, successfully causing a shiver to run down your spine.

“I’ll keep that in mind.” You reach over and pat his knee, a smile tugging at your features all the while as you shift your attention back to the screen in front of you “Now, if you don’t mind, a certain red-haired emperor of the sea is calling my name.”

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matching outfits i think WAYV would wear with their girlfriends

INCLUDES: wayv x gfs!, fluff, just me and my delusions visiting again, part 3/3 of nct matching outfits ‘series’ wc: tbc a/n: if yous would like a male or gender nuteral version of this please let me know! i tend to get carried away with idol x fem!reader plots/posts. but i don't want yous to be afraid to ask! 127 version & dream version are already done. ALL PICTURES I DO NOT OWN AND ARE ALL OFF PINTEREST

QIAN KUN kun will never admit to anyone but you that he actually loves having matching outfits with you. he'll put all of his energy into trying to convince his members, friends and family that you forced him to match with you. but they all know how much kun adores you and would do anything to make you happy. he's definitely the type to pick out a few outfits to ride (a motorbike) in. like this mf would go through all the trouble to even get matching bikes.

CHITTAPHON LEECHAIYAPORNKUL (TEN) now ten, he's a weird case when it comes to matching outfits. if he's not the one picking out the outfits then he's just not wearing it. however, he loves the clean and simple matching outfits when you're both out with the members, family or even friends but absolutely loves the "childish" matching outfits for when you're both lounging around together.

DONG SICHENG winwin is the type to neither hate nor love matching outfits, he only really ever agrees if it's for when you're both going somewhere fancy or a special occasion together. other than that the closest thing to a matching outfit from him is matching colours.

XIAO DEJUN xiaojun is all for it, he doesn't care why you're asking to match with him. "xiao can we wear matc-" "yes". he will NOT let you finish your sentence before he says yes and either get ready to go shopping or throwing his credit card straight at you. most of the time he'll see matching outfits in stores and whine to you about how cute it would be if you both had the outfit. he's also bragging to his members that you guys wear matching outfits and how much he loves it (and you).

HENDERY WONG he's in love with matching outfits, of any sort. he does not care. he'll beg to match if he has to. he just loves them.

LIU YANG YANG yangyang is skeptical whenever you ask to buy matching outfits, especially after you made him dress up as edward cullen and threw a bunch of glitter on him, it's safe to say sm was not very happy. but at the end of the day if it makes you happy he's willing to swallow his pride and wear whatever it is that you buy. he loves watching how happy you get when he agrees. matching outfits are very serious for you when it comes to you and yangyang.

(ofc i had to do a scream sneak for him)

#galacticseonghwa #nct #nctzen #wayv #wayv fic #qian kun #chittaphon leechaiyapornkul #dong sicheng #xiao dejun #hendery wong #liu yangyang

[nirvanawrites111]

Amnesia (Ten Lee x Dom!Reader)

Pairing: Ten Lee x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 1991

Warning: Pegging, rimjob, degradation, femdom, mention of killing, fem pronouns, he refers to you as mistress, oral (male rec).

Your landline phone rings two times, and then it stops. You turn over and look at your nightstand in the dark. The glow from your iPhone tells you everything you need to know.

You sit up in the middle of the bed and take a deep breath. These calls are few and far between, but you know it's him.

You move to the edge of the bed and place your foot against the cold wooden floor. Your feet move along, trying to locate your slippers. You slip into your furry slippers. You walk into your living room and turn on the hallway light. You go to your front door and open it.

His hair is disheveled but much longer than before. The last time you saw him, it was a short pixie cut, but now it has length. He doesn't speak, but you grab his hand to usher him into your apartment. You close the door behind him.

You can see the darkness in his eyes. You know that he's seen things in those streets that he frequents, but he doesn't have to explain anything. You are here for him.

You peel off his jacket, and he lets out a deep sigh. You know he can't share his life with anyone else other you. No one else understands Ten in the way that you do.

You place his jacket on your couch. You walk back over to him and remove his clothes layer by layer. A ritual that you two are used to by now. He stands before you, vulnerable. You kiss his forehead.

"It's okay. You are safe, now."

"But, I did bad things, tonight."

"I'm sure for the right reasons."

You look into his eyes again. You know he wants to say so much more, and you will give him the space to do so if he feels he needs to.

"I need you, Y/n," his confession is raw, but he's stern in the way that he professes for you.

A rush runs through you. You wouldn't acknowledge it to anyone, but you enjoy being needed by Ten Lee. The most misunderstood, mysterious man in the city, needs you. He doesn't even trust his own brothers, but he trusts you.

"Shall I draw you a bath, Tennie?"

His eyes light up a bit. You can see the glimmer in his eyes even if he doesn't smile. "Yes, please."

"Let's go."

You head down the hall to your guest bathroom and turn on the bathtub. You go back into your linen closet and grab your herbal mix that you prepare for him for nights like these. You pour the entire container into the bathtub.

Ten watches you prepare things for him. Never has he met a woman so understanding as you. A woman with such an enchanting spirit that helps him cleanse away his sins from the hard life that he's been dealt.

He admires you as you get on your knees to light the candles around the bathtub. He knows that your methods keep him safe.

If he could, he would leave WayV and run away with you. Live on a country farm somewhere where there are more cows than people. He would change his name so that no one could find him. He would live happily ever after with you.

But, that's just not his reality. He's good at what he does... according to his brothers, he's the best. So, how can he leave this line of work when it's all he knows how to do?

"Alright," you reply.

Ten stares into your eyes and admires your full thick hair that is so beautiful. How can a man with so much darkness attached to him be allowed to be in the presence of a goddess like you?

"You can get in now. It's ready," you instruct him.

Ten nods without hesitation. He climbs into the bath, and it's perfect. Not too hot, but not too cold. He eases into the warmth of the herbal water, and it feels incredible.

"I'll give you a moment."

"No," Ten shakes his head, and abruptly tells you. "I.." he stares into the water and then backs up at you. "I want you to sit with me."

Typically, he isn't this needy for you during his bath. He usually prefers to be submerged in his thoughts to process his night. But, tonight, he's singing a different tune, and you're okay with it.

"That's fine, baby."

You sit down on the toilet next to the bathtub, and he leans back against the headrest.

"I want to get out of this lifestyle, Y/n."

"I know."

"I can't be a killer for the rest of my life."

"I understand. But, you avenge those who are most vulnerable. Taking out the ones who need to be taken out."

"It's easy to look at it that way. But, why did I have to be born into this family? I just want a normal life."

"I'm sure, we all want to live a normal life. But, that's just not how life works."

"Yeah, but.. I want to be able to get married one day. Have children. Have a spouse."

"I'm sure your spouse would be understanding of you."

"It's not about being understanding. I don't want to put anyone at risk. If I lost the people I love because of my lifestyle, I wouldn't be able to live."

"I hear you. You are so thoughtful. I wish you could see yourself the way I do. You're more than your job."

"Nah. I'm a killer, nothing more, nothing less."

"Well, I can't change your perspective. But, you are amazing at what you do. Please don't beat yourself up over it. If you really want to leave, then do it."

"I'm thinking about it. But, I want to indulge with you after my bath."

"Okay."

***

You sit in your guest bedroom on the couch with everything ready for him. The only light in the room is the red LED lights. You sip a glass of water.

Ten comes into the room, and you sit up. He kneels between your thighs. "May, I suck you off, mistress?"

"Yes."

Ten doesn't waste any time sucking your strap. You grab the back of his head and push him further down on it. He doesn't gag at all, because you have trained him so well.

Ten works his beautiful mouth on your strap, and you start fucking his mouth. You tug at his hair while you drill deep inside his mouth.

"Got damn.. such a good little slut," You degrade him in the way that he craves. You know exactly what he needs when he needs it.

"I'm leaking.." He takes your strap out of his mouth.

"May, I please stroke it?"

"No, not yet."

"Mistress.. please."

You stand up and shove yourself back into his mouth. "So, needy. But, you are not understanding who is in charge here."

You pound into his mouth more brutally this time, and he takes it perfectly, just like the little whore he is. You look down at him. His eyes are connected to yours—there is just something so special about him on his knees for you.

"Do you want to get fucked or Nah?"

"Mmm.." he mouths around your strap and sucks you in deeper.

You caress his head to make sure you are still gentle with him. The last thing you want to do is hurt him.

"Get on all fours on the bed," you command.

Ten jets over to the bed and assumes the position you requested. You stand there and watch him on his hands and knees for you.

He's so beautiful like this. You grab your lube and toss it on the bed.

"May I taste you?" You stand behind him against the bed.

"Yes, mistress."

You lick around his hole and tease him a bit. You don't dive in just yet.

"Yesss," Ten moans out. You love the way he whimpers for you.

He gives you the motivation you need. You swirl around his center again, and you reach down to stroke him while you tease him.

His whimpering is louder now. It has you wet with excitement. You can feel a bit of your own wetness drip down your legs. You love pleasing him. You actually get off on it.

"You like this, baby?" you ask. Already know the obvious answer, but you want to hear some verbal confirmation to make sure he's enjoying this just as much as you are.

"Yes.. mistress. Yes, feels soo... uh.. good," Ten is panting for you at this point.

You stick your tongue into him and drill your tongue into him deeper. You slap his ass hard and hold his waist while you eat him out.

"Fuck... please let me cum. Mistress."

You pull out of him and turn him on his back. You put his legs on your shoulder and return to eating his ass.

"Stroke it while I eat it. But, don't cum until I tell you," you instruct him.

You can't see his face, but you can feel his body shake from how your tongue destroys him. You love tasting him.

You move up and push his legs back to his ears. You hold his legs up while you start sucking him. "You can cum now."

Ten, lets go and release his load into your mouth. You enjoy the salty taste of his release inside your mouth. You swallow all of it.

Ten legs are still trembling for you. You grab the lube off the bed. "You ready to get fucked?"

"Yes, please. Fuck me. Ruin me, mistress."

You run your finger across his juicy bottom lip. "Don't worry. I got you."

You get on your knees and lean back a bit. You lube up your strap-on. You put some on your fingers and get him ready.

You spread his legs and slip into them inch by inch. "You ready?" you ask.

"Yes, mistress," you see the smirk on his face.

You drill into him because he can take it. You watch him bite his bottom lip while you work your hips into him.

He pants for you and turns you on even more. You love to see his spread out across the bed like this and only for you. He doesn't have to worry about judgment when he comes home to you.

"You love it?" you ask.

"Always."

"You better."

"I always love being ruined by you."

You pull out of him. "Get on all fours."

Ten does exactly what you say, and without skipping a beat, you dive into him from behind. You drill harder into his ass.

You love his flexibility, and you grab his hands to pull them behind you while you fuck him. You pound harder into him. "I want you to cum all over the bed without touching your dick."

"Mmm.. is that a challenge, mistress?"

"Nope. It's a demand. Now take this dick like a good little slut and shut up," you voice to him.  You drill even harder into him.

You know that he can come without touching it. You know his body pretty well.

He arches his back, and you slow down your stroke. This time you are pounding into him, but not as fast.

"Shit.. yes, just like that, Mistress."

You continue your pacing with him and work your body into his.

He releases just like you requested. His body trembles for you, and you let him ride it out. You let go out of his hand and slide out of him.

He leans forward onto the bed, and you lay on him. You kiss him on his back. "You did so good, baby."

"Thank you, mistress."

"I knew you could do it. Now, let's go to bed."

It's just something about pounding his ass and hearing him scream for you that sends you over the edge every time.

#ten lee x reader #ten lee #chittaphon nct #ten nct #wayv nct #sub!ten #sub! idol #sub!idol #sub!kpop #dom! reader #dom!y/n #sub!nct #sub!wayv #sub!tenlee x reader #kpop ambw #ambw smut #nct ten x reader #ten x reader #sub!idol x reader

[mins-fins]

closure.

&&. but really, what closure can you even receive? he's gone, and you'll never see him again.

pairing: ten lee x m!reader

genre: yummy yummy angst

warnings: mentions of death, hospitals, and some homophobia

word count: 1.2k

notes: do you guys like angst ☺️?? i like angst for sure!! so anyway i have finished all my tests and it is now the weekend, so have this ten angst i cooked up while i also work on that long detective ten fic that i totally do not cry over every time i touch it

"your hands are always so cold".

ten chuckles at your muttering, again lacing your fingers together as you wince a little bit due to the cold surface of his fingers. he winks at you, and turns back to the pastries he was currently decorating, letting go of your hand. "yours are always warm, were so compatible, aren't we?"

you just stay silent at his question, observing him as he decorated the cookies before him with icing, a small smile on his face as he thinks about something funny.

you observe him for what seems like forever, a smile crossing your features as you watch him do it so meticulously, as if with no mistakes at all.

he's like a magician.. you think to yourself as he continues, and another smile comes to your face. he is very pretty, gorgeous even!

your not sure how long you stay lost in thought, it's like your eyes fix on ten and suddenly, you get lost in your own mind. he isn't doing anything drastic, just decorating cookies—

and looking absolutely gorgeous while doing so..

"what are you thinking about?"

his soft voice snaps you out of your own head, and you catch his eyes quickly, they soften as the two of you make eye contact, which gets a small chuckle out of you.

"you".

you don't mean to respond so honestly, but you do, and he just looks down, snickering. "aww, really?"

"you know already.." you mutter, turning away as your eyes focus on the window. it's pitch black, not like it's the middle of the night or anything, it's just black, no street lamps, no additional lights, nothing else to see but black.

there's nothing outside..

there's nothing anywhere outside the house, you know that, and you hate it.

"yeah, i do" you can hear the smile in his voice, but you don't look at him, continue staring at your surroundings. they're all blurry except for the area surrounding you two, like your both in a small personal bubble where the rest of the world makes absolutely no sense.

"why do you do this to me?"

you try to laugh as you ask that question, but you sound more depressed than anything. ten pauses his actions, and merely glances up at you, tilting his head as he blinks.

"i don't know what your talking about, babe".

there goes that dumb nickname again, the one that somehow always get your stomach flipping for a completely unknown reason. ten has just this thing with giving you couple like nicknames, but it's normal, normal for you two.

you hate that your heart hurts.

"ten.."

"yes?"

after what seems like forever, he finally looks back up at you, and those eyes are back, the same ones that make you want to burst into tears by just the sight alone.

but you contain yourself, contain your emotions.

"why do you keep doing this to me?"

you ask the exact same question, just in a different way, you just need to know, you don't want to leave until you know.

his gaze softens, and his reaches forward to caress your cheek with his thumb. you want to flinch away from the touch, but you don't, you relax, and you hate that you do.

you hate that he isn't ever going to come back..

"i really don't mean to.." he mutters, a soft smile coming to his face, while your sad frown remains. "i just want you to say it".

"i can't—"

"you can".

you feel like your about to cry, and you hate that you feel like your about to cry. you never got to spend that much time with him, it all felt like it went by so fast, you could never even process your feelings, let alone tell him how you felt before he.. well.

you look down, sniffling despite no tears falling down your cheeks yet. "why'd you have to go?"

"i didn't have a choice, babe".

you know, you know he didn't. no one ever has a choice when it comes to suddenly dying, it was all so random, abrupt, it all just happened.

"i'm sorry.." you mutter, an unforeseen guilt suddenly taking over you. it's not fair, you get to wake up and he doesn't? do you even deserve any of this? it feels like you did something horrible.

"there's no need to be".

"i love you" you finally say, somehow able to keep yourself from crying, again. ten smiles, but his smile is sad, everything about this is sad.

"i love you, and i never told you, and then you were gone, so i couldn't, and i—" you sniffle again, tears now falling down your cheeks. "i'm sorry, i didn't mean to hide it from you i was just scared".

and it's true, you were scared, you had seen the judging eyes from everyone else, and though ten didn't care about any of that, you did, you hated the idea of being judged for something you couldn't control, so you hid it, hid it for so long, but now he's gone, and this is really the only way you can actually tell that to him.

his smile becomes a frown, pressing his thumb to your cheek as he wipes away the tears that continue to fall down, and it only makes you want to cry more. "it's okay, it's okay, your fine now".

but you aren't, because he's not going to come back after this. even after you finally admitted what had been making your stomach swirl in uncomfortable ways for so long, ten won't just reappear, he is always gonna be gone.

"it's not" you whisper. "your not going to come back".

"but you finally got that weight off of your shoulders" he whispers, lifting your chin up so that he could look at you. "you have to wake up now".

you sigh shakily, holding onto ten for what seems like forever. you don't want to let go, you don't want to wake up, you can't, you'll never see him again if you do.

"i don't want to.."

"but you have to" ten presses. "you have so much left to do, right now isn't your time".

how am i going to do anything without you?

you hate that you begin crying again, and you press your head against his chest. just a few more minutes.. just a few more minutes.. you don't want to go just yet. "i'm sorry".

"don't apologize, you did everything you could, i won't ever fault you for that".

you look down, and he runs his fingers through your hair. it feels so real, you wish you could stay like this forever, with ten, in this dreamland where all he does is comfort you, hug you, whisper kind words into your ear.

"i love you.."

he just smiles as you say those last words, and he leans forward to kiss your forward, whispering; "it's time to wake up".

maybe it's his voice, or the way he gently holds you, the way his breathing gets slower and slower as he leans closer, you don't feel yourself begin slipping away, which is probably good, you weren't sure how you would hold up if you felt the dream end.

and when you open your eyes, your met with the sounds of beeping hospital machines, hushed voices, and hundreds of eyes staring at you.

your alive.

your awake.

#chittaphon leechaiyapornkul #ten lee #ten chittaphon #nct #nct u #wayv #ten nct #ten wayv #nct imagines #nct scenarios #nct drabbles #wayv imagines #wayv scenarios #wayv drabbles #nct x reader #nct x male reader #wayv x reader #wayv x male reader #ten lee x reader #ten lee x male reader #𑁍 ࣪˖ 𓂃 isa's works!

[joonggphilia]

WayV hard thought perv scale?

WayV Hard Thoughts

Ot6 Perv Scale ——————————————————————— Most

Ten is number one on the list. He has lots of pervy thoughts and isn’t afraid to speak up about them. Everyone sees his comments as a bit of comedy, but you, his beloved boyfriend, know that these thoughts were genuine. Ten loved telling you all about his fantasies, seeing you flustered really did something to him. He also loved making those fantasies come true, pushing you a little further. Ten isn’t afraid of a bit of PDA either! He likes touching you in public, working you up during a fancy dinner or riling you up during a shopping trip. This man has zero shame.

Hendery is a close second. He is a flirty perv, making small comments in your ear or sneaking glances at your body. He is a very clingy boyfriend, never leaving your side either. He likes being able to touch you whenever he feels like it, whether it be holding your hand or resting a hand on your ass. He loves being in contact with you 24/7. Because he’s around you so much he can’t help but have these wandering thoughts of you squirming at his touch. He just wants to have his way with you <3

Kun is a closeted freak. Kun is the type to observe. He doesn’t have to say anything or touch you in anyway, he just has to watch you. He loves the way your body moves and your skin glows, it’s just so enticing. He loves dancing around the house with you, basking in your glory. He’ll constantly ask to visit you when you take baths or showers, innocently insisting to wash your body. He loves his beautiful boyfriend.

XiaoJun is only a perv when the moments right. Sure he’s a flirt, but he is a sweetheart! The only time those thoughts flood his mind is after a long day of work or when you two go out for late dates. On hard days he loves to come home and feel up your body, running his hands over your perfections and imperfections. He isn’t pervy, he just loves the way you feel (lies)

WinWin isn’t a pervert, just a loving boyfriend. He likes to take you on sweet dates and cuddle you at night. He likes cheesy pick up lines, but he doesn’t like flirting. If he wants something, he’ll ask for it. If he wants to have sex then he’ll ask you, genuine innocence plastered all over his face. No perverted thoughts what so ever, just love.

YangYang has never had a perverted thought in his life! He doesn’t like to think of you like that because it makes him uncomfortable. YangYang doesn’t just see you as his boyfriend, but he also sees you as his best friend and best friends don’t have secret nasty thoughts about each other. Or at least that’s what he thinks. He loves to cuddle though! He will need physical affection constantly, no excuses, you’re his boyfriend after all.

Least——————————————————————— Thanks to @triplejracha for help and ideas with this ask <3

#aces-asks #hard thoughts #Wayv hard thoughts #male reader #ten x male reader #Hendery x male reader #Kun x male reader #Xiaojun x male reader #Winwin x male reader #Yangyang x male reader #nct x male reader #Wayv x male reader

[talktonana]

dirty dancing. (teaser)

pairing: idol!jaemin x soloist!fem!reader

genre: suggestive *cough cough* maybe nearing smut, idol!au, strangers/colleagues to lovers, fluff (if you look reallllll closely), is this slow burn?

warnings: suggestive (obv), lots of grinding, sexy dancing, lots of close calls, boners, profanity, sexualisation of idols, the kpop industry in general, lee soo man

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SUMMARY.

When your creative director suggests you do a sexy concept for your next comeback, you don't think you'd have to come face to face with the one and only NA JAEMIN. I mean, how often do you get the opportunity to perform with one of NCT's best dancers? You get publicity, new fans, his fans coming to your performances just to see him and you'll get recognition in the K-Pop industry. But is that all you get from the dangerously attractive male who is just supposed to be a colleague until your promotions end?

SNEAK PEEK.

"Sorry for being late..." you muttered, a burning sensation creeping up your cheeks as you placed your bag under the table between your legs, hearing the same words being muttered by Jaemin. You looked over at him, eyes glazing over his features. You weren't gonna lie, he's the visual of NCT Dream for a reason, and you knew he was a good dancer, at least, from the SMTOWN concerts you all had last year.

"So, y/n, I'm sure you know Jaemin. He's going to be your dance partner for the comeback," Yoona says, standing in front of the table you all were sat at. "I wanted to get Taeyong or Ten but they both have schedules with 127 and WayV, and you made it very clear that you didn't want Jisung so we asked the other Dream members and Jaemin volunteered!"

You looked over at Jaemin who gave you a warm smile back which stirred something in your guts but you chose to ignore it (must be because you haven't had breakfast yet).

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[hisnowbie2]

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Summary:

¤ Once a month, all male students will have to test out their knowledge, entering early the harsh society as those who are in the top of the chart will be treated differently. A brutal ranking system whereby some used their money to score high, and the fact that the low ranks mysteriously died as a rumor, will Kang Taehyun, the first in the rank, solve the harsh school rule together with a transfer student? ¤

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Concept:

Half written x dystopian school x half SMAU x horror x mystery

Warnings:

16+, typo errors, bull ing, de th, ignorance, timestamps are to be ignored, AMAB, abusion and oppression of power and wealth, unfreedom of being watched, lmk if i missed out.

Note:

The questions starting from chapter 3 will be out with no solution process, just the questions and the answer, so that you readers can also solve it too, have fun working with your brain if you feel like solving it~~!

Mentioned/featuring:

STRAY KIDS Changbin, NCT 00z + WayV Yangyang,

Status:

Ongoing, upload once every Tuesday / slow update, will post once done

Started:

9 April 2024

Ended:

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[127luvr]

Hi, can I request a fanfic with yangyang in which male reader and him are hiding their relationship from the other members but theyre really bad at it. like really. theyre kissing and cuddling whenever they think no one is watching, but there is always at least one person watching. and when they find out the others all know theyre so shocked.

Dream launch

Liu Yangyang x Male Reader

You and Yangyang learn the hard way how impossible it was to find privacy while being idols. More specifically—idols who were dating each other. Whether it was in the waiting rooms of Music Bank or Inkigayo, it seemed that everywhere you went, you were being watched.

You tried the Wayv dorms for a few weeks. Lounging around in Yangyang’s clothes and being overly affectionate with one another when you thought no one was around. Ten was the first member to spot the two of you sharing lazy kisses—he had walked out of his room for the first time in hours thinking he was home alone. He had managed to quietly grab a snack without attracting attention before settling himself by the table and scrolling endlessly on his phone. It wasn’t until the other members showed up when you and Yangyang finally found each other on opposite ends of the couch staring blankly at the tv. Ten had shared a knowing look with Kun.

Next were the 127 dorms. While neither of you were in the unit—Taeyong and the rest had welcomed you with open arms whenever you came around to hang out. Because their schedules were all over the place, you figured you and Yangyang could be couple-y without bothering anyone.

“It’s so quiet, it’s a little eerie. I miss the pets.” You smiled at Yangyang, moving a piece of hair out of his eye. He blushed a little—still not quite used to such an intimate move while out in the open. “You think they hide cameras in here?”

From the other side of the dorm, Haechan scoffed. Quickly realizing his mistake, he ducked, knowing the two of you wouldn’t be able to spot him from the couch no matter how hard you tried. That didn’t stop you from looking towards that direction—where the sound originally came from. Yangyang held you tighter, visibly spooked.

“That was weird. I guess they weren’t lying when they said that the 127 dorms are haunted.” You laughed a little to lighten the mood, basking in Yangyang’s warmth as long as you could.

You knew you couldn’t bother trying the Dream dorm, knowing that Mark and Haechan would find it suspicious that the two of you were hopping around from dorm to dorm. They were too perceptive for their own good. So—finally you tried the dorms with Sungchan and Shotaro. Realistically, it was the better option out of all of the dorms. They were busy with Nct Universe and preparing their debut with the rest of the rookies.

Yangyang pulled you into his lap, trying to get comfortable as the two of you sat on the floor. Usually on your rare days off the two of you enjoyed doing nothing but talking and catching up with the occasional display of affection. This time, you were trying your hardest to complete a puzzle on the floor. All the pieces were scattered—some several feet away from you from when you threw them out of frustration.

“Baby, there’s no way this is that difficult to you. Just find the corner pieces.” You couldn’t help but pout at Yangyang’s teasing. You tried freeing yourself from his grasp, but he was persistent. “Come on~ you know I love you no matter how much you suck at puzzles.”

“Ahem.” Sungchan had decided he had seen enough of the two of you being affectionate. He wiped off the fond smile, offering a poker face instead. Yangyang wasted no time in pushing you off of him in panic. Trying to look as normal as possible as he fiddled with the puzzle pieces near him. “Hi guys.”

You shoot a glare towards Yangyang, rubbing the arm you landed on when he pushed you. “Hi Sungchan… how long have you been standing there?”

“Oh I just got here.” Sungchan mentally applauded himself for being able to lie so smoothly. “Have fun with that, I think we’re missing a few pieces.” Yangyang let out a breath of relief when Sungchan turned to leave, wiping his forehead cartoonishly.

“That was close.”

It was one of those rare occasions where SM had planted all of the Nct members together in one room. You couldn’t help but look across the room towards Yangyang, admiring his wide smile and nose crinkle from afar. You wanted nothing but to just go up to him and hold his hand. Not that that kind of affection was rare in this group—in fact it was welcomed. You had never met another group that was so open to giving each other hugs and kisses on the cheek all the time. But you were afraid that you were going to slip up and just kiss him out of familiarity.

You pushed the feeling of longing away, tuning into whatever the staff were saying instead as a distraction.

When they finally departed to leave you all to your shenanigans you all dispersed. Finding members you were familiar with wasn’t hard. You enjoyed talking and spending time with them but all you wanted to do was talk to your lover.

You nodded along to whatever Jungwoo was saying, staring behind him towards the blonde that kept catching your eye. Jungwoo turned to see what was keeping you preoccupied, a smile tugging at his lips as he saw what it was.

“Go to your boyfriend.” You felt the blood drain from your face. How did he know. “What you think we all don’t know?” He put a hand on your shoulder, as if it were a silent apology. “Show of hands—” all eyes were on you and Jungwoo. You couldn’t help but feel small. “Who knows about (Y/n)-ah and Yangyang?”

The only two people not raising their hands were you and Yangyang. Shock was evident on your face as you turned to look at him again.

“You guys are so bad at hiding I thought it was common knowledge—”

“I thought they knew I was in the room with them when they started with their PDA—”

“It’s almost like they’re in their own world honestly, there isn’t one member that hasn’t been through their cuddling or kissing.” The comments felt never-ending, but you couldn’t help but feel a little relieved. You didn’t have to keep the not-so-secret-secret anymore.

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