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whiteteadreams · 2 years

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hii can I request a bf!yangyang fluff <3

Stargazing was a Good Idea

Paring: Boyfriend!Liu Yangyang x Girlfriend!Female Reader

Word Count: 955

Genre: Slice of Life, Established Relationship

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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nizhspo · 2 years

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genre: nct imagine, fluff

pairing: boyfriend!mark x gn!reader

warning: none.

summary: slightly jealous mark lee, and a phone conversation with jeno.

picking at the couch absentmindedly, you stifled a yawn, halfway listening to jeno’s rant about yangyang’s carelessness when it comes to laundry, a slight smile on your face at his own hypocrisy.

“so, what are you up to?” he asked, his tangent of the day seemingly done with, as yangyang’s voice in the background became clearer through the silence.

“just—“ you wavered, taking a look towards the kitchen at mark’s sandwich-making, his tongue pressed to his cheek in focus. “hanging with the bro.”

“ah, the bro—“ jeno responded, the amusement in his voice clear.

“dude, i’m your boyfriend.” mark corrected, giving you an unimpressed look from behind the countertop.

at that you only rolled your eyes, putting a finger to your lips before going back to your phone conversation.

“uh-oh,” you heard, practically hearing the smirk in jeno’s voice. “tell the bro i said hi.”

“i heard that!” mark shouted, cursing as his sandwich bread dropped onto the floor at his outburst. smiling sheepishly at you, he dove down to retrieve it, disappearing behind the white marble.

“you’re terrible.” you murmured, shaking your head in mock disapproval at your phone as jeno smiled to himself, pleased at just how easy it was to rile mark up when it comes to you.

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gyeomsweetgyeom · 11 months

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[6:16 pm]

(cw: toxic yang, asshole yang, angst)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“So we’re done, you’re leaving me?”

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

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

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

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winwintea · 1 month

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Blame it on my Disney Wish! WayV Series

PAIRING ▸ wayv x fem!reader

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

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

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

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

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

PROLOGUE

▸CHOOSE YOUR SUITOR

▸ QIAN KUN

01. lover’s quarrel

02. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

03. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

04. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

▸ TEN

01. walking is for losers

02. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

03. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

04. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

▸ DONG SI CHENG

01. never beating the ‘fainting princess’ allegations

02. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

03. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

04. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

▸ WONG KUN HANG

01. please stop lore dumping

02. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

03. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

04. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

▸ XIAO DE JUN

01. 2 idiots 1 braincell

02. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

03. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

04. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

▸ LIU YANG YANG

01. google search: wikihow to look cool in front of a girl with pictures

02. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

03. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

04. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

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lvlyynim · 1 year

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“TEN NO-” you covered yangyang’s mouth with both your hands, stopping him from interrupting ten.

the male in front of you continued, “as i was saying, yangyang has this grand romantic gesture on how to confess his feelings to you but shit hit the fan” you nodded, hands still clamping his mouth.

someone made up a rumour that yangyang was seeing other people when he was obviously into you. to avoid a misunderstanding, he explained everything to you including his feelings.

“first, he’d take you out on a date. arcade, the mall, buy you whatever you want and stuff. Then he’d take you to the beach to watch the sunset” ten continued.

yangyang muffled something against your hands, making you remove them. “i prepared everything from the picnic blanket, a cooler full of coke, basket full of your favourite snacks and a bouquet of fresh pink peonies, your favourite.” he said, face flushed pink in embarassment. with a sigh, he carried on.

“we’d stay in each other’s embrace, talking about everything and anything with Matt Maltese playing. then i’ll hand you a handwritten letter with my honest feelings since I’m terrible with words.”

the smile on your face never left, only grew as he kept going on and on about his plan. your cheeks physically hurt from smiling too hard and when he didn’t say anything, you assumed he finished talking.

“you did all of that for me?” a part of you still can’t believe he planned all that but god he’s so cute when he’s shy.

all he did was nodded, still not meeting your eyes. a million thoughts race through his mind most of them with a negative outcome. why are you so quiet? are you gonna laugh at him? why aren’t you saying anything?

cupping his face, you kissed him. You felt him tensed up for a bit before reciprocating the kiss. your hands slid down to wrap around his neck and his around your waist.

this is what he’s been waiting for. this moment right here right now. your lips,his lips, apocalypse. he dreamt about this for so long ever since he set his eyes on you in the library.

so soft. strawberry flavoured lip balm. his new favourite flavour.

yangyang was pulling you closer, lips slowly moving against yours before a cough interrupted the sweet moment. the two of you pulled away from each other to face ten, arms folded with a teasing expression.

“i’ll leave you two but please don’t make out in broad daylight. at least wait till it’s nighttime.” he winked before leaving.

you turned to face yangyang but his eyes were already focused on you with the widest smile on his face. the glint of pure euphoria and lovesickness evident just from the way he looks at you.

“we have to redo the date” you were adamant about it.

“now?”

“now.”

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lattaeyongs · 1 year

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[4:18 PM] When he sees you after a long day of practice, Yangyang scoops you off the floor into a warm hug. He also takes this as a chance to playfully stick his deceptively cold hands in your shirt. You squeal at the cold sensation against your skin. "That's what you get for making me fall so hopelessly for you."

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saturnznct · 2 years

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getting your daughter ready for her first day of pre-school | l.yy

➸ request from yellow anon; hi sadie! i hope you're doing wonderful these days <3 i miss yangyang and julia content sooooo can you maybe do yangyang getting emotional sending julia off to her first day of pre-school? you can do this request whenever you want to, no rush! -yellow anon

➸ note; hi thank u so much yellow anon bestie!! i had so much fun writing this and i can’t wait to get back into writing now!

➸ word count; 1404 words

➸ julia; aged 3

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‘I don’t think I can do this,’ Yangyang declares, back flat against the mattress as he stares up at your bedroom ceiling.

You’ve only just silenced your alarm, groggily stretching your legs and shifting around in his arms, getting comfortable, but he’s wide awake, dreading the thought of having to send his baby girl off to school for the first time.

‘I just hope she makes friends,’ you ruminate, several scenarios running through your mind all at once. Julia was a sociable and friendly girl, already having a best friend in Ten’s oldest, Charlie, who was a year younger than her in school, and thus won’t be joining her today. Visions of Julia potentially not fitting in or struggling to talk to the other children make your heart split in two.

‘See, you’re worrying too,’ Yangyang gives you a lukewarm smile, slightly teasing but also mirroring your worry, ‘to be honest, my stomach hurts. I feel sick.’

‘My chest hurts,’ you admit, ‘mix of worry for her but also it hurts how old she’s getting. She’s so big and independent, I remember when she was just our little baby girl, just born in her crib.’

‘I miss it too,’ Yangyang smiles, thinking back on the fond memories, ‘maybe we should make another one.’

‘No, not yet,’ you dismiss the suggestion immediately, ‘maybe in a few more years, when I’ve caught up on some sleep.’

‘Fair point,’ Yangyang mumbles sleepily, ‘speaking of which, we should probably wake the sleeping lion up. Make her some breakfast.’

‘We have the right stuff for pancakes?’ You check, knowing Julia’s favourite.

‘Yeah, I checked last night. I knew she’d probably ask.’

The two of you sleepily toddle into your toddler’s bedroom, which is illuminated only by a small pink nightlight.

Julia herself is fast asleep, bundled in a heap of blankets and stuffed animals, notably her Jellycat sheep bought by her uncle Kun.

‘Jules,’ Yangyang lightly shakes her awake. She grunts in protest, squirming around and chasing the warmth that has been made as she’s slept.

‘Julia,’ he tries again, and this time her eyes flutter open, meeting her fathers own identical ones.

‘Wha-‘ she mutters, tiny hands starting to rub at her eyes.

‘It’s a really exciting day today Jules,’ Yangyang smiles, ‘it’s school today, remember what I told you about? I’m going to make you special pancakes, ok?’

Julia nods sleepily, approving of this plan, and and you lift her up by her armpits, setting her down in the middle of the room so you can start getting her dressed.

In the Liu household, ‘special pancakes’ are characterised by blueberries being mixed into the batter, as well as seven different shades of food colouring so that the pancake stack forms a rainbow. Naturally, Julia only eats two or three of the toddler-sized pancakes, so you and Yangyang gorge on the rest. Julia just appreciates the visuals.

Yangyang takes his place in the kitchen while you set out Julia’s outfit for the day, which you had meticulously chosen the day before.

You wanted something she could play comfortably in, something she could get messy with paint or pens or dirt if needed, so you chose a plain lilac shirt and some dark blue cotton trousers.

‘I don’t know if I should dress her now or not,’ you say, ‘cause if she eats pancakes she’s just going to get muck all over them before we even leave.’

‘Good point,’ Yangyang has just served the last pancake of the stack, ‘i’ll get her ready once she’s finished.’

‘But you’ve already done her breakfa-‘

‘Don’t worry about it,’ Yangyang hums, kissing your cheek, ‘just get her packed lunch out the fridge and make sure her bag is all packed and we’re golden.’

‘Okay,’ you nod, swallowing the lump in your throat and taking a seat at the table.

The three of you happily chow down on your pancakes - Yangyang really makes great pancakes - and as there’s no time to waste, dishes are quickly thrown into the dishwasher.

Yangyang takes Julia to get dressed in her bedroom, as you rifle through her little backpack, double checking everything that should be there is there.

‘Change of clothes, sun hat, rain hat, empty bottle- lunchbox.’

You head over to the fridge and pull it out. It’s cute, light pink with her favourite Kakao friends character on.

You and Yangyang had already made up her lunch and packed the bag the night before to save yourself time this morning. You had both had throughly enjoyed making the food for her, cutting up ham sandwiches with a star shaped cookie cutter and making little fruit kebabs with grapes and apples.

You’re just slipping the lunch bag into the backpack when Yangyang appears in the doorway, Julia on his hip.

‘Oh, are we ready to go?’ You smile, ‘I love your outfit Jules.’

She looked so cute, Yangyang had tied her thin hair into a tiny ponytail.

‘Mummy/mommy, I don’t want to go,’ Julia sniffles, small hands balled into fists, ‘I want to stay and play with you all day.’

You feel your heart split into two, and judging by Yangyang’s expression, he’s feeling the same way.

‘Aww, Jules,’ you try to remain strong and reassuring to her, ‘you’ll have so much fun! There will be so many nice people and cool toys to play with. And mummy/mommy and daddy have made you star sandwiches that you can have while you’re there.’

She seems a bit less apprehensive, but still a bit nervous.

‘And you’ve met your teacher,’ Yangyang points out, ‘Miss Choi was really nice wasn’t she? She’ll take good care of you.’

Julia nods, remembering the settling in session she’d been to.

‘And you’ll have so much fun all day, that before you know it, mummy/mommy and daddy will be back to pick you up.’

‘Really?’

‘Yeah sweetheart. It’ll go so fast.’

‘Ok, I’ll go.’

‘That’s my girl,’ Yangyang grins, ‘let’s go get our shoes on.’

A few minutes of velcro straps and putting on coats one arm at a time later, you’re walking to the car.

You can sense Yangyang’s emotions even without seeing his face; he doesn’t want to let her go. Regardless, he hides it well in front of his daughter, strapping her safely into her car seat.

‘I’ll drive,’ you hold up the keys, ‘I don’t think you’re in a fit state to do it yourself.’

He laughs weakly at this, ‘you’re not wrong.’

The drive is filled with mostly Disney music (specifically Encanto and Frozen, Julia’s favourites) which has become a regular daily occurrence for your drives. You worry for your Spotify wrapped.

Eventually you make it to the pre-school, where several teary parents and small children are descending on the entrance.

Yangyang takes a deep breath before unloading Julia and her bag from the car, holding her little hand as the three of you walk across the car park.

‘Mr and Mrs Liu, it’s so nice to see you both, and Julia!’ Miss Choi smiles, ‘I know you’re probably both a bit emotional today, but before you both know it it’ll be home time.’

You squeeze Yangyang’s hand.

‘Are you ready to go Jules?’

She nods her head shyly, taking her backpack from your hands.

‘You can put that on your peg over there Julia,’ Miss Choi motions towards the lines of pegs for the children.

Julia realises this means she’ll have to venture off without either you or Yangyang, so she turns back to the two of you, brown eyes wide in worry.

You both crouch down to her level.

‘There’s nothing to worry about Jules,’ you reassure her, ‘we’ll be back very soon, ok?’

‘Bye bye mummy/mommy.’

‘Bye angel,’ you hug her, ‘love you.’

‘Love you too. Bye daddy.’

‘Bye bye Jules,’ Yangyang hugs her too, I love you.’

‘I love you too daddy.’

‘I know sweetheart. You wanna go put your bag on your peg?’

She nods, waving one last time before rushing over to her peg, before disappearing out of sight into the toddler room of the pre-school.

‘Can I cry now?’ Yangyang breaks the sad silence.

‘In the car,’ you answer simply.

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whereisten · 2 years

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OMG YOURE BACK IVE MISSED YOU GUYS❤️

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

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

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

BUT ALSO HOW ARE YOU GUYSS, IVE MISSED YOU

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

Unrequited Love (a,f)

Yangyang x female reader (oneshot)

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

Word count: 1.9k

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

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

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

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

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

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

“W-what did you just say?”

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

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

“You can’t just-!”

He interrupts you with a loud sigh.

“Can you fix my bow tie for me?”

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

You scoff and take it in your hands.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Y/n..” he said softly.

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

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

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

You forced a smile and nodded.

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

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

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

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

You turned to him. “What?”

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

The boy is none other than your ex, Jeno.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Jeno..you know I can’t do that.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Jeno let you go but remained silent.

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

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

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

He reaches for your cheek but you back away.

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

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

“What?” Yangyang stared in disbelief.

You ran through the party and out the front door.

Yangyang ran after you as his date ran after him.

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

You stopped in your tracks for a moment.

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

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

———

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

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

After a few minutes, the door flew open.

You sighed and lifted the pillow off.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You panted and say on the edge of your bed.

He stood up slowly before sitting beside you.

“Y/n…”

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

“Well..I do.” He said softly.

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

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

“Yourself?” You smirked.

He chuckled. “..yeah.”

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

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

Your brows furrowed.

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

He laid down beside you.

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

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

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

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

“Amazing.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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theficblog · 2 years

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NOW AND THEN

LIU YANGYANG

Prologue: Yangyang has been your on-again, off-again boyfriend for quite some time, but there is always one last hope.

Genre: Fluff + Exes to lovers

Wordcount: 1,129

Prompts: “When was the last time we had a real conversation.” + “Being in love with you is scary… not that you’re scary, of course, but that I’d fuck this thing up,” + “If this is your way of flirting, you’re doing a terrible job at it.”

Warnings: Mild Language

This afternoon was beyond dreary. The sky was bland, almost white or whatever other colour it was. You could not bear to look up at the scorching sun. The streets were nearly empty. People were either inside their homes, being all comfortable and escaping the heat, doing whatever pleased them. The other ones were like you, who had by now seen all that Netflix had to offer and still stupidly opted to go out.

You came to the nearby café to delight yourself with some brunch. It turns out that there were a lot more idiots out there, including you, because the place was nearly filled. The din of customers' conversations, the sizzling sounds from the kitchen, and the Rock and Roll music playing in the background. Everything was going swimmingly, just the way you intended it to.

You continued looking for a place to sit upon lifting your meal tray from the counter. On regular days, you had a reserved spot, which was an advantage of being a regular visitor. You didn't want to bother the middle-aged mother with her three petulant children to spare you your seat today.

Thank heavens, you were able to take the last available spot before anyone else. Someone seemed to be seated at your now-shared table, but you had no choice. It wasn't necessary to talk to strangers anyway, your sole focus was on your food.

Random thoughts continued to take over your mind in the meantime. You couldn't restrain yourself from overthinking. Your new job, the house party you attended last weekend, the global population growth rate, and your best friend's goldfish, which her cat devoured. You contemplated everything and anything.

"Y/N" You hear your name being called in a much more familiar voice. Fuck, why did he have to be here? You mentally cursed yourself for coming out today, let alone taking up this spot.

You looked up and elevated your sight to the man. Still clad in black from head to toe despite the scorching weather. His hair was now studded with golden highlights, which was a novel look for him. He stood there with his phone in his hands. You had no option but to confront him.

It was Yangyang.

He had been your on-and-off lover for about three years now. No, you were not a celebrity couple, but complicated relationships were a phenomenon that did not discriminate between the two halves. There were times when you cherished him like Romeo cherished Juliet, and perhaps other times when you despised him like a war enemy.

You drew your gaze away from him and back to your meal. Walking away right now would be a sign of weakness. You weren't weak, and even if you were, you'd despise it if it came through. This was a question about your ego, which was never being compromised with. So what if you had blocked him from all your social medias? So what if you never picked up his calls? So what if you both had been dead to each other since the last four months?

Yangyang too, probably thought the same as he took the chair right in front of you. He waited for a minute or so for you to utter some words, or at the least, take a look at him, but gave up soon.

"This steak is quite bitter. Over time, their flavour has deteriorated." As he fed himself, he made a random remark.

"Yeah, I guess so." You gave him the dullest response ever.

Silence reigned once more as you reflected on your last breakup with Yangyang.

"I don’t really care but I am moving out, my job and my career are way more important than a man. Do you think I am some Damsel in Distress? I can take care of myself!" You raged at him. This was one of the many reasons for breaking up with him. Of course, you had to let your ego win at all costs.

"You see that guy, we attended the same school. People change, I think he owns that silver car. At school he was never the type to-"

"When was the last time we had a real conversation?" You questioned him, cutting through his useless words. Maybe this could be another contributing factor to a relationship that kept on failing over and over again. None of you were ready to listen, and the things you talked about did not make much sense either. The most serious thing you and he ever talked about was probably planning a vacation for Christmas.

He stopped with his random comments, not even eating anymore. His eyes were fixed on the rusted wooden table, suggesting it was the stillness before a storm. He had something to say.

"Being in love with you is scary… not that you’re scary, of course, but that I’d fuck this thing up." He expressed.

"We have fucked this thing up more than quite often." You defended yourself. You were not going to buy his opinion that easily.

This was certainly not the first time you both had a conversation like this, you both were aware of how things would take a turn.

"Yes I know we have fucked more than quite often." Yangyang implied, knowing exactly what he was saying.

Your face was still emotionless, as you went down the memory lane again. Maybe you missed him. Maybe it was not a break up but just a prolonged period of fighting. Maybe it was you and not him.

It was hard to let go of someone, no matter how toxic they could get at times.

"Listen, Yangyang, I guess I am sorry." This was your way of admitting your wrong doings.

The boy, on the other hand, was very well aware of this, as he still continued to chew on the steak. "That’s alright." He said.

"We, anyway, have always been a couple, haven’t we?" You try and win his attention, and heart back. Trying the best that you knew of.

"If this is your way of flirting, you’re doing a terrible job at it." Yangyang gave his trademark wide smile.

"Why would I flirt with you?" You revert back immediately.

"Okay then unblock me, at least." He suggested. You gave him the ‘I’m so done with you expression’ as you picked up your phone, unblocking him.

"Yangyang, we are still in love right?" You questioned fearfully, what if it was one sided? What if it doesn’t end well again this time?

"We never fell out of love." He reassured.

Yangyang was your fate. You were destined to stick with him. Yes, your relationship was no less than a rollercoaster, but this time, you were confident that in the end, you both would land safe, together.

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puresealeina · 2 years

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“you deserve this” by men i trust

words: 507 part of a series where I write Yangyang with different songs on my personal playlist summary: you don’t want to catch feelings for your enemy, especially when he left a little suprise on your desk one day ““ high school au, yangyang is just ur annoyer lol, plus i got too carried away that the song didn’t relate with this drabble

Having feelings for your childhood enemy is not okay.

Yangyang, who was too mean for you in your elementary days, which made you think he despised and hated you in his sight. He loves getting your reaction out of you when you see that he'd put toothpaste on the insides of your Oreo cookies when you weren't looking. You'd love chasing him until you both hear the ringing of the bell that brings you back to class. He also loves to embarrass you in front of the classroom, which made you leave the room with a red face and him laughing.

Though those jokes weren't much as bad, he still manages to do that even if he's in senior high. Except, it's more subtle. Like putting random sticky notes on your desk with a face drawn on them, you ended up crumpling the paper and throwing it all at him. It didn't bother you as much as the one time when he offered you gum and realized it was the gumball that was so sour and painted your tongue and teeth bright colors. You had a presentation right after that, and you presented with a light blue tint on your teeth speaking, leaving the boy who's done it struggling to keep a straight face.

With more pranks coming through, you come to your desk and see a surprise on it.

You roll your eyes, knowing Yangyang is up to something with it again. It was a paper flower bouquet, the size of your hand, with your favorite flowers, daisies.

Knowing the boy that he is, he probably will put a note behind it and pretend that it's from your ex-crush, Donghyuck, who wrote it for you. You turn the paper flower bouquet, and you were right. There was a piece of paper, folded neatly, with a tape holding on so tightly. You open the paper curiously, and it reads.

"Haha, guess who?

You probably think that I annoy you too much, and I apologize for that. It's just so cute watching you get all angry, so here's my apology. I couldn't spend my money on real flowers, since my monthly budget from my parents are already spent on food, so I made these for you instead. What do you think? Do you like it? I spent my time doing this instead of doing my science homework so don't go throwing it away, please :( Anyways, if you want to, let's go get ramen outside our school together! Today after school, don't be late! I have something for you too, I will treat you this time so do not worry!

- Love, your supposedly enemy, Liu Yangyang"

You look around the room with flushed cheeks, trying to find him. When you spot him, he was already looking at you. He looks away and focuses his attention on the window beside him, biting his lip to contain himself. You can't help but smile, but maybe having a little crush on the one who annoys you every day is okay and normal.

#yangyang x reader #yangyang x you #yangyang x y/n #yangyang blurbs #yangyang drabbles #yangyang timestamp #nct x reader #wayv x reader

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markiemelon · 2 years

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no warnings 🐑 bf!yangyang x gn!reader 🐑 yangx2 drabble

─ ༊*·˚ ✧˳ 12:47am

you were at your boyfriend!yangyang’s apartment and it was getting late. you were planning on heading home soon, until it started pouring rain outside. you couldn’t walk to the bus stop at this rate, it’s not like you brought an umbrella, and yangyang didn’t even own one. so yangyang awkwardly offered that you spend the night at his place.

you were hesitant to take the offer, as the two of you just recently started dating, also considering the fact that yangyang had also just moved into this apartment and all he had to fill the space was a tv placed on the floor, a coffee table, and a couch that folded out into a bed.

“dont worry, ill sleep on the floor of course!” he exclaimed, flustered. “i suppose that could work..” you said shyly, focusing on the way you were rubbing your thumbnail with your index finger. yangyang set up the bed for you and gave you a pair of his basketball shorts and a t shirt. you changed into the loose fitting clothes. standing behind yangyang, you tapped his shoulder as he was putting something in the cupboard. “how do i look?” you giggled as he turned around to face you. “like me. so, cute.” you slapped yangyang’s arm playfully.

it was a little later and you were already lying down on the bed. “goodnight y/n” yangyang said while fluffing his pillow on the ground. “goodnight yangyang.” you say back. the lights were off, but the room was lit enough to see, as the moon and the city lights beamed through the curtain-less windows. you could see yangyang lying on the floor, continuously readjusting his uncomfortable position. you felt bad for him.

“uh yangyang..” “yeah?” yangyang perked his head up to look over to you, he looked like a puppy. you patted the empty space to the right of you, signaling him to come sleep there instead. yangyang nodded and didn’t hesitate to come to you.

you scooted over to make more space for him. neither of you said anything as he lied down, settling next to you, proceeding to take out his phone. you watched from the other side of the bed as he scrolled through his phone, resting it on his chest, holding it in place with the arm of the opposite side of where you laid. the light revealed his face in the dim room. he had such a pretty side profile.

eventually, after not being able to resist, you built up the courage to move closer to him, laying your head on his shoulder, pressing into the crook of his neck, finding a place for your hand in the space there was between his head and where he held his phone. yangyang turned his phone off, the glow leaving his skin. you were so comfortable, drifting off to sleep.

his arm wrapped around your back, keeping you leaned against his chest, using his other hand to trace the uneven line on your head where your hair parted down the middle for the most part. “im so glad i don’t own an umbrella”

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babiesdreams · 7 days

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Hey idk what category of your request this would fall in but can you describe in maybe a drabble or headcannon of the dynamic of Ten x Haechan x Reader would be like? I don’t see anyone write for something of them together and I saw you did Haechan x Yangyang x Reader. So I was curious of what Ten x Haechan x Reader what be like since they’re both actually my biases!!!

Got you girl!! (I'm gonna be doing short blurbs with your suggestions while I finish the advent calendar finale)

Ten and Haechan +18 Babygirl treatment.

Warnings: Scratching

His fingertips caress your skin so softly that it makes you shake slightly. A warm feeling takes over your insides, forcing a gasp out of your lips. Haechan's lips close yours right away. His tongue explores your mouth hungrily, full of desire.

The soft feeling on your stomach suddenly turns into something much darker. You feel his nails digging into your skin, slowly lifting it up. Marks appear, revealing the trace he followed. A groan gets muffled inside hyuck's mouth. His hand holds your jaw, making sure you don't pull away.

"You have beautiful skin" Ten says with a wide and evil grin on his face. His fingers get off your skin, fastly replaced by the warm feeling of his tongue, running along the scratches. This time you breathe deeply, as Hyuck's lips part from yours. A soft moan echoes in the room. You look down at Ten, to try and guess his next move, wanting to be prepared this time.

Haechan's hand stops you right away, grabbing your chin and forcing you to look at him. "You look at me" He whispers with a low voice. "Only at me" Your eyes get lost in his, trying to process his sudden burst of jelausy. A smile plays along his lips when a new moan escapes yours.

Ten's tongue reaches your chest, moving upwards towards your collarbone. His fingers lay on your thighs, their soft and delicate touch advancing the pain that will follow. When his nails sink on your skin, this time deeper, you groan out of pain. Though your sorrows seem irrelevant to him, since he starts moving his fingers, slowly breaking through your skin.

The skin that has been scratch feels sore and sensitive, while the bits that are yet to be touched remain expectant of the burning sensation that awaits it. A single tear drips down your eye getting instantly wiped away by Hyuck's thumb. A moment passes before Ten's nails leave your thighs alone, soonly replaces by the softness of his tongue.

Hyuck climbs on top of you, sitting on your stomach, completely blocking the view of Ten's action. His eyes examine your expression so deeply that it makes you feel almost fragile and exposed. Ten's tongue reaches your underwear, sliding under it calmly.

He teases you, moving it around your folds before trapping your clit inside his mouth. Your back curves as he does, although Hyuck tries hard to pin you to the bed. His hands on your wrists, his weight over you and his lips trapping yours in a messy kiss.

Ten stops for a second, while his fingers pull your underwear off, leaving scratches along your hips as he does. "She's ready" He mutters while his nails scratch your feet, finally getting the piece of frabric off you.

Haechan flips you over on command, pulling off the kiss just to admire your face. He guides his naked length inside of you, observing your reaction while he grunts out of pleasure. His hands trap your hips, guiding your moves up and down his length. He stops briefly, letting Ten get into position. Your walls expand with his entrance, slowly getting used to the new feeling.

They both pick different paces. Hyuck's smooth and gentle, while Ten's messy and rough. A glorious harmony of different toned moans fills the room with desire that burst inside of you.

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gyeomsweetgyeom · 2 years

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[4:17 pm]

(cw: suggestive/steamy scene, I said fuck at the end)

“Well someone’s dressed up today, special occasion?” Ten asked when he answered the door.

You avoided his gaze, “I had a presentation earlier and didn’t have time to go home and change.”

“What, no greeting? Someone hotter to see?” Ten teased with a smirk.

“What no cleaning the frat house before guests arrive? Is he upstairs?

When you heard yes, you were up the stairs so fast Ten had no time for any more conversation. You had priorities and they sure weren’t sitting around and chatting with Ten who constantly tried to trick you into spilling something about you and FratBoy!Yangyang.

This visit was meant to be a study session for a project you and Yangyang had been assigned in a shared class. A project that you had shared with mutual friends was meant to take the rest of the semester and required biweekly updates to be turned in. In reality the project took only a month and your “study sessions” were nothing more than a ruse to trick everyone beyond the walls of the room.

Today’s study session was like all the others in the past two weeks, a flurry of limbs and sloppy kisses. As soon as you came in the room, you were pressed against the back of the door greeted with a soft pair of lips on your own as greeting. “Waited all day for you, baby.” You heard Yangyang.

“Missed you too,” You managed to breathe out before, you were guided from the door to the bed. Well, what you had assumed would be a smooth transition was anything but. Yangyang seemed to forget the layout of his own room, bumping you into anything that could possibly be bumped into.

“Ow Yang! There’s a desk there!” You whined, barely heard of the clatter of junk that fell to the floor.

“Sorry, sorry, this way. Try not to make too much noise.”

“It wasn’t my fault- ow, my head! Yang!” There went a shelf along with another loud clatter of books and picture frames to the floor.

“Gotta be quiet, don’t want anyone to come in, do we?” Yangyang breathed against your lips. Then finally your back came in contact with the plushness of the bed.

His kisses began trailing from your mouth and to your neck. He focused hot, open-mouthed kisses right behind your ear, the spot he knew that drove you crazy.

You could hardly hold in the heavy pants and soft whimpers leaving you and then his hands began sneaking under your shirt. His hands gripped at your hips helping you turn so you were now straddling him ready to continue when suddenly, there was a knock.

“Just ignore it,” Yangyang mumbled, mouth trailing kisses further down your throat as your shirt rose. It was hard to think of really anything when his mouth felt this good on you.

You gripped the back of his neck, gave a gentle tug to the hair at the nape of his neck to guide his mouth right back to yours when you heard the doorknob. Looking over quickly you saw the knob turning and you jumped off Yangyang, reaching for a book in your bag, just barely opening it when the door opened to reveal both Ten and Kun.

“We heard a lot of commotion up here, everything good?” Kun asked.

You hummed a yes, keeping your eyes on the book so as to avoid their critical gazes.

“What are you guys doing up here?” Ten asked. It was hard to ignore the teasing lilt in his voice.

“Reading, we’re studying. All good? ‘Kay, bye.” Yangyang replied getting up to close the door and lock it this time right in their faces.

On one side of the door you hid your face in your hands, letting out an embarrassed groan while saying you could never show your face in the frat again. While on the other, Kun and Ten looked at each other with matching looks of suspicion.

“The book was upside down and Yang had his shirt halfway off,” Kun noted.

Ten chuckled, “Oh yeah, they’re totally fucking.”

A/N: I’m sorry I can’t write steamy scenes but it was a fun one to write, enjoy!

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Blame it on my Disney Wish (Prologue)

PAIRING ▸ wayv x fem!reader

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

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

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

RELEASE DATE ▸ no schedule haha... i work at my own pace guys!

WORD COUNT ▸ 1.1k words

“Could we maybe go to Disney?”

Little did Qian Kun know, was that this innocent question would be the reason why Kun, and 6 other idiots were now at Walt Disney World with you.

That day, Dong Si Cheng, Kun’s roommate, asked a simple question. That had a simple answer: No. But what happened instead, wasn’t as simple. If it were any other one of his idiotic friends he would’ve turned them down straight away, but the request had to come from the mouth of Dong Si Cheng instead. There was no way Kun could resist the temptation of seeing those eyes look dejected after he rejected that wish of Si Cheng’s.

“Sure, I’ll see what I can do.” Was what HE SHOULD NOT HAVE SAID. but he did.

As soon as Kun walked out of Si Cheng’s room, his smile quickly turned into a frown. How the hell was he going to accomplish this? They were pretty much broke college students, no freetime, and no clout. Actually the last part was a lie. They were pretty popular amongst most of the students of their school. Mingled with most people, went to parties, drank a lot, you get the gist. Yet, that wasn’t enough clout to magically grant them a Disney trip. That shit only happened in movies. Disney movies.

“Couldn’t help but overhear that sad conversation.” Kun turned his head to see a familiar face, one that happened to belong to his ‘bestie’ Ten. He was using the term ‘bestie’ lightly. They’d known each other for years, but still bickered and teased each other over everything. Ten’s real name was ‘Chittaphon Leechaiyapornkul’, but of course no one could pronounce that so everyone just called him Ten instead. It made life simpler.

“Oh yeah? Like you could do anything better.”

Ten cocked his head to the side, “What? Can’t stop being a people pleaser for once and reject someone for a change?” “I’d love to see you try. Why don’t you go tell him ‘no’ instead, so we don’t have to shovel out our own money to pay for this damn trip?” Kun knew Ten loved a good challenge, and that Ten was as equally broke as he was, so maybe he could convince Ten to persuade Si Cheng.

Ten looked at him for a few seconds, rolled his eyes, and walked right into Si Cheng’s room. Kun glanced at his watch, wanting to see how long it would take.

“You don’t need to tell me Ten. I heard everything outside, I… understand.” Kun could hear Si Cheng’s faint voice from the door, and his heart ached a little. The sadness in his tone was very obvious. “I was being selfish… I’m sorry.”

“N-Nononoofcoursenot!” Ten blabbered out. Suddenly Ten opened the door again, spotted Kun and pulled Kun back into the room with him. “Tell him Kun! We were just planning the dates right, weren’t we Kun?”

Fuck this bastard. Kun could imagine it in his head. Right here, right now. His hands wrapped tightly around Ten’s neck. And when he was done, he would know exactly where to put the bo- Err… Just kidding. There would be a witness anyways. A witness that was currently giving him a puzzled look.

“Uhm… yeah yeah… yeah right we were just booking flights that’s all. And if it… sounded like we weren’t gonna go uh… we were just… joking, right?” Kun looked at Ten for support. If Ten was gonna throw Kun under the bus then he needed all the help he could get.

“Yeah yeah. We’ll go to your favorite park!” Ten winked at Si Cheng, still nervously looking at Kun. “I like all of them though…”

That’s it. Kun grabbed on Ten’s arm, as equally hard as Ten had done to him earlier, dragging him out of Si Cheng’s room once again. This time, Kun and Ten positioned themselves strategically in the kitchen where Kun’s beloved roommate wouldn’t be able to hear their conversation. However as they made their way into the kitchen to see a shorter boy standing at the sink peeling an orange. “Chenle, how the fuck do you keep getting into our dorm room?” Kun stared at Chenle as he was nonchalantly peeling his orange.

The younger boy grinned at the two. “Si Cheng gave me his spare key. He wanted to learn how to play basketball, so I’ve been teaching him.”

Chenle was a basketball prodigy and had gotten into their school on a scholarship because of it. He was only 2 grades below Kun, but somehow they shared most of their classes with each other. Chenle would always pester Kun whenever he could and did anything he could to make his life miserable. “Okay, so why are you here now? Si Cheng did not look like he was about to play basketball at all.” Chenle popped an orange slice in his mouth. “Silly! I’m here for you! Well, see I originally was going to bother you like I normally do, y’know” He ignored Kun’s glare and continued on, “But then… I was hungry so I got a snack.” He motioned to the orange in his hands and ate another slice, “Also whoever made that Pumpkin Pie, that was absolutely fire.”

“Fuck you that was my last slice” Ten crossed his arms, and joined Kun in scowling at the younger boy.

“Yeah well. Sorry. I guess. Not really. I would do it again in a heartbeat. Regardless, while eating the pie I witnessed your little disney dilemma and I have a proposal to make.” Kun eyed Chenle suspiciously as he continued on, “I’ll pay for your little trip. Flights, Tickets, Fastpasses, Food, everything!”

Kun completely forgot that Chenle’s family was loaded. He glanced at Ten then back at Chenle. “And what do you want in return? Is there a catch?”

Chenle looked at them with a more mischievous grin in comparison to the ones he had been giving them before. “No catch! You just have to take me and my best friend, y/n with you.”

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