#yangyang imagines

[rainbowhao]

spilled secrets ♡ yangyang

genre: fluff ⭒ word count: 0.5k

[ “are you serious?” he asks a moment later, taking another hesitant sip of his drink—for all yangyang knows, you’ll be telling him xiaojun’s in love with him next; that’ll really make him snort it out his nose. ]

                           ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆

“how come you’re always hugging him?” 

yangyang’s comment takes you by surprise. he raises his eyebrows in question, pink lips pursed as he sips his milk tea. you glance toward the entrance of the cafe; you can see ten’s retreating figure through the window, heading back to practice after a quick lunch.

“are you jealous?” you joke.

he responds all too casually, “yeah.”

your eyes widen. “you like ten?”

yangyang chokes, boba nearly getting stuck in his throat at your ridiculous words. he lets out several loud coughs, cheeks turning red before eventually catching his breath. his hand slams down on the small table while looking up at you, eyes nearly covered by his overgrown bangs.

“what did you just say?” he says incredulously. you’re getting ready to repeat yourself when he bursts into laughter, mouth widening to reveal the gummy smile you adore. “are you serious?” he asks a moment later, taking another hesitant sip of his drink—for all yangyang knows, you’ll be telling him xiaojun’s in love with him next; that’ll really make him snort it out his nose.

you lean back in your seat, head tilting. “i’m confused. didn’t you say you’re jealous? wait—were you just being sarcastic?” you mentally face-palm. you should have figured he was messing around. for all the years you’d known each other, the word sincerity had never been in your best friend’s vocabulary.

this only has yangyang giggling harder. “you’re really dumb, huh?” his tone is gentler than you expect. now he’s insulting you? in a cute way? what the hell were you missing?

the next several minutes are spent in deep contemplation while the two of you finish your drinks. he leads you out the building with his arm wrapped around your shoulder, muttering about you owing him compensation for nearly choking to death.

“don’t talk like that around ten.” he brings a hand up to shield his eyes from the sun. “he’ll lose his shit.” he’s grown out his hair at your request, blonde strands matching the pastel shirt he wears today. you reach into your jean pocket, pulling out your sunglasses before offering them to him with a smile.

“weren’t you the one who insinuated it?”

“nope.” he shakes his head. “i’m jealous of you, babe. get it now?” he bites his lip, glancing at you nervously. his arm still hangs on your shoulder, fingers brushing your skin as you walk. your glasses now rest on the tip of his nose. subtlety doesn’t work on you—that much is clear—so screw it. he was tired of dancing around the fact he likes you anyway.

“you’re kind of hugging me right now though, aren’t you?”

he hums, lips tugging in amusement. “i want more than this, though.”

“like what?” your gently push your elbow into his side, directing him further to the side when you hear a car approaching from behind. 

“how about we go on a date?” any cheekiness is gone now. his fingertips graze your collarbone. he continues when you don’t immediately respond. “i’m being serious. let me take you out.” 

this is a plot twist you're not expecting; somehow the idea of yangyang liking his group mate was more believable than him secretly crushing on you. the unexpected revelation of his true feelings has your heart racing, but even so, you still can't help but ask, “are you paying?”

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[sxcret-garden]

Yangyang ღ 4:56pm [M]

ღ WayV Yangyang x fem-bodied!reader ღ words: ~1.7k ღ genre: smut (dom!Yangyang is a bit demanding, some teasing, fingering, unprotected sex) ღ warnings: (he picks the reader up, reader is implied to be smaller than him) ღ prompt: against the wall

A shiver runs down your spine when you feel his hot breath tickling your neck, lips ghosting over the skin to tease you. His hands are firmly placed on your sides, meant to keep you from escaping his hold, while your back is pressed up against his chest. You wouldn’t have tried to get away even if he let you, and he probably knows, because the next thing you hear is him letting out a soft, breathy laugh.

“Babe… come spend some time with me,” your boyfriend Yangyang says, making it sound desperate, as if he was begging for you, but you know it’s all an act to have you wrapped around his finger faster. 

“Baby…” you mumble, about to say that you have things to do, that you have no time to spare, but when you feel him attaching his lips to your nape and dragging them towards your jaw with sloppy kisses, the words simply get stuck in your throat.

“I’m really horny…” he mutters as his mouth hovers above your ear now, before he kisses your cheek. “Want you…” Reason leaves you as you feel him continue to scatter lingering kisses all over your neck, and as he pulls you even closer to him, so you can feel his bulge against your ass. You don’t have a single thought to waste on what you should be doing right now, with your needy boyfriend working so hard to put you in a similar state to his.

As he drags his lips back up the side of your throat, one hand leaves your hips in order to get a hold of your chin instead, turning your head so he can lock lips with you. The way he demandingly moves his lips against yours makes you moan into his mouth, which he takes as permission to deepen the kiss. His tongue slips into your mouth as he spins you around in his hold so you’re facing each other now, and then he slowly makes you walk backwards. Your shoulders gently hit the wall behind you just when he breaks the kiss, and his half-lidded eyes remain rested on your mouth. 

“Yangyang…” you whisper his name, unsure of what to follow up with, but your boyfriend merely draws back in.

“What?” he mutters against your lips, before kissing you again. Your hands find his shirt, fingers digging into the fabric as you try to hold onto him. With his hips against yours, he pushes you fully up against the wall, keeping you in place, and as you part, you find a dangerous glint in the way he looks at you. “You’re so cute…” he breathes, and you frown at him.

“Where…?” Yangyang grins at you now, reaching for your wrists and even though you try to resist him, he brings them up above your head with ease, pinning you to the wall.

“Everywhere,” he answers, placing a kiss on the corner of your mouth, before he elaborates, “Especially when you’re all flustered like this." 

"Where am I-?!” You get ready to argue with him, but even you can’t deny the way his words and actions make blood rush to your whole face, and the way your heart beats like crazy. 

“Everywhere. As I said.” Your boyfriend gives you another grin - a victorious one, because he knows that he has you exactly where he wants you now. Then he buries his head in the crook of your neck, starting to kiss and nibble on your skin.

“D-don’t leave a mark…” you say, but he doesn’t want to listen.

“But I want everyone to see that you’re mine,” he simply retorts, and you can feel your knees growing weak. As he’s making his way to your collarbones, lips exploring everywhere your shirt isn’t covering your skin, he moves his hips away from yours, slipping his hand down in between your bodies instead. He unbuttons your pants with one hand, sliding past the hem and making you shiver as his fingertips find the fabric of your underpants. A moan escapes you as he begins to lazily run a finger up and down your folds, and warmth rushes to your core.

“L-let’s at least take this to the bedroom…” you mumble, and he lifts his head to look at you.

“No,” he says, pressing his finger against your clit to make you whine again. “I want you right here, right now.” You feel a need to protest - after all you’re in the hallway between the living room and the kitchen, which is not a very good place to have sex in your opinion - but somehow the lust-filled look he gives you won’t let you speak. Instead, it just makes you anticipate what he would do to you, and so you decide to be patient.

Yangyang’s lips meet yours again, and you almost sigh in disappointment when his hand wanders from your core to your stomach, pulling up your shirt. He parts from you for a second to slip it off you, tossing it to the ground as he reaches for your hands that you didn’t dare to move from their position above you, and he shoots you a satisfied smile, as if he wanted to praise you for keeping them there. His other hand reaches behind your back, unclasping your bra skillfully and removing it, letting it fall to the floor as well. Then he guides your arms to his shoulders for you to put them there.

“Hold onto me,” he tells you, and you obey, wrapping your arms safely around his neck as he goes in for another open-mouthed kiss. He is quick to cup one of your breasts with his warm palm, kneading the tender piece of flesh and teasing your nipple, causing you to throw your head back as you break the kiss. Attaching his lips to your exposed throat, he kisses his way down, eventually nipping at your collarbones as you hold onto him. 

“Feels good?” he asks, and you immediately nod, moaning in response. “Then how about… this?” Yangyang lets his fingertips dance down your belly, now slipping his hand underneath your panties and touching you directly.

“Mmhh… f-feels better…” you mewl, shutting your eyes tightly and moving your hips towards his touch. You moan as he dips a finger inside, but he pulls right out again, repeating the procedure a few times until you’re starting to get frustrated. “Baby… m-more, please,” you beg, and you earn yourself a kiss before he pushes his finger inside properly.

“More?” he asks. “One finger can’t be very satisfying…”

“P-please…” you whine.

“So cute…” your boyfriend coos over you, and he rewards you by pushing another finger inside with ease. Slowly curling them against your walls, he watches your reactions closely, and eventually you can feel your thighs starting to tremble from the pleasure. You let your head fall forward, leaning against his chest as you hold onto him tightly, moaning and begging for more.

“More…?” Yangyang repeats. “I’ll give you something even better, then.” As he pulls his fingers out, you’re overcome by a sense of deprivation, but when he begins to unzip his own pants, pulling them down just enough so his bulge covered in his boxers is visible, you begin to understand what he’s about to do. “Help me out here, babe,” he whispers, before reaching behind him to retrieve one of your hands, guiding it to his core. You touch his length, palming him through his underwear, earning yourself a groan while he places his forearms against the wall on either side of you to support himself.

“Fuck, babe… Y/N, I want to fuck you so bad…” he groans through gritted teeth as you can feel him grow under your touch, until the strain must be painful for him. Eventually, he makes you stop, and he pulls his boxers down too, ordering you to remove your pants. You’ve barely slipped out of them when he places his hands behind your thighs, telling you to hold on tight, and when you’ve safely wrapped both arms around his shoulders, he picks you up. Pushing inside you with one eager thrust, he makes you moan and he stops his movements right away to let you adjust to his size. “Tell me when you’re ready,” he says, and you can feel his breath on your cheeks as he speaks.

“I’m ready,” you let him know soon after, and Yangyang doesn’t hesitate for a single second. He rolls his hips against yours in slow, smooth motions at first, but as he gets more impatient, he quickly picks up some speed. “F-fuck…” you curse, unable to do anything other than cling to him and to moan at the pleasure of having him inside you. “F-feels so good…” You can feel him digging his fingernails into your skin, the pain mixing with the pleasure and sending you into a state of pure bliss. Legs wrapped around him, you try to move your hips so he would reach deeper inside you as he fucks you against the wall.

“I won’t last long, babe,” he tells you, his voice sounding strained. “You feel so good…”

“D-don’t stop now… please don’t stop…” you find yourself begging, head spinning from the position you’re in and the way he fucks you so good. “I-I’m gonna… I’m gonna cum…” You come undone while moaning his name, feeling your walls contract around his cock, and along with him growling your name, he fills you up with his warm seed. You stay in your position for a few moments, so you can each come down from your highs, until eventually he slips out of you, setting your feet back on the ground.

“That was… nice…” you say, back leaned against the wall while you’re still trying to catch your breath. Your boyfriend draws closer to give you a short kiss, and then he grins at you.

“We can still go to the bedroom now,” he mischievously suggests. “And have round two there.”

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[suhnshinehaos]

treacherous (finale !)

...a spin-off to crush culture ! synopsis : after a couple of instances of accidental matching clothing, yangyang finds himself in a dating rumor with possibly the most famous person on campus : yn, the bassist of an up and coming band. yangyang doesn’t seem to have a problem with it. unfortunately yn, who has also built up a reputation for being cold as winter, does. pairing : liu yangyang x gn!reader genre/s : university au, student council + band au, fluff, angst, humor

act three, part fifteen : i choose you

previous  ➤  act three, part fourteen treacherous  ➤  masterlist 

song rec : i choose you by adam melchor

a/n. apologies it's a long one, but it is the finale sooooo

from reese, with so much love <3

oh wow... what a journey this has been. i can't believe this was supposed to be a short little spinoff to crush culture, at the time i did not expect it to grow into something this huge. it has been such a pleasure to write gy and yy's growth, both as individuals and with regard to their relationship. it's going to be tough to no longer write for them, i'm going to miss them a lot. not just gy3 but the band and the council too, and the little moments of relief that they provide.

thank you for joining me on this rollercoaster ride. i would love to know what you think, especially now that this series has ended. it's almost 10 pm here and i'm still battling a little cold, but i was too excited to wait until tomorrow to post hehe. hope you're all doing well and taking care <3 until the next one, my dear readers.

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[hugs2doie]

Hihi! can I request Yangyang's reaction to Coco being clingy and attracted to the reader? Like Coco listens to the reader more than its owner keke

Thank you! ❤️

coco loving you more than yangyang

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[taehyuncult]

first time with yangyang !!

inexperienced!yangyang x experienced!reader

warnings : mild corruption, oral (male recieving), virgin!yangyang, fem!reader, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it <3)

why this is on my mind ?? not sure but here we are (bc yangyang is SO FINE!! -kisa)

~ arisa ~

NSFW UNDER THE CUT , MINORS DNI

when it comes to you, yangyang is shy… not that he feels like he can’t talk to you or that he doesn’t trust you, in reality he trusts you more than anyone else, but he’s afraid to mess anything up in your relationship, because he can’t even begin to fathom a life without you. after six months of dating, he still gets butterflies when he sees you. he still blushes when you reach to grab his hand. he still giggles when you place a kiss on his cheek. it’s as if everyday is the first time he’s met you. he knows you are his and he is yours, yet he still does everything he can to constantly impress you. he knows you lost your virginity, and you know he still has his, but something about tonight has you wanting more of him, wanting all of him. maybe it’s the way he opens every door before you can even begin to reach for it. maybe it’s the way the city lights shine in his eyes. maybe it’s the way he intently stares at you when he thinks you aren’t paying attention. whatever it is, it brings a burning desire to your heart.

it was a simple walk around the city, walking in and out of shops, maybe buying something inside, maybe not. there’s really nothing that should have brought your current thoughts to your mind, but there’s something about yangyang that just brings out that side of you. of course, you’ve always respected the fact that he has not experimented sexually, and you assured him that you will wait until he’s ready, and that’s a promise you intend to keep. what you don’t know is that yangyang is actually thinking the same things. thinking about the way you taste, the way you feel, the way you sound, all of it. truth be told, he’s been thinking about it for a while, but he wants the moment to be right, it is his first time after all…

after spending the day out and about, the two of you return to your apartment, ordering take out for dinner, with the intention of starting a movie night. since you have returned to your apartment, you’ve noticed a change in his demeanor, seeing more timid than ever. the two of you eat, now sitting on the couch in his arms with your back against his chest, searching for a movie. his fingers brush against your neck, moving some strands of hair away, something that is not out of the ordinary, as he loves leaving little innocent kisses on your neck. still looking for a movie, you feel his lips connect to your bare skin, lingering a little longer than the normal gentle peck he leaves you with. taking your attention away from the tv, you glance at him. as soon as you lock eyes with him, you know what’s on his mind. you know what he wants, but still, you wait for his words.

“baby, you okay?”

“i-um… yeah…”

“what is it?”

“i want you… all of you.”

searching his eyes for any sign of unsure feelings, all you find is pure love and desire. your movements are slow, leaning in and capturing his lips between yours, trying your hardest to move at a pace that is comfortable for him. deepening the kiss, you gently turn and climb onto his lap, with your legs straddling his waist. passionately kissing each other as if it’ll be the last time, you feel his cock growing underneath you. grinding your hips against him, you hear gentle moans escaping him. pulling away, you search again for unsure feelings, only to find eager, hungry eyes, unable to leave your lips.

before you know it, your lips are locked together in a kiss full of passion and lust. his hands start to wander your body, gently grabbing your hips, and you rock back and forth against him. he moves underneath you, as the two of you are now laying down on the couch. you pull away briefly.

“are you sure you’re okay with this?”

“yes baby, there’s nobody else i would want my first time to be with.”

returning to his lips, your hands now wandering his body, noticing how sensitive he is in certain spots, noting every reaction he gives you. you start messing with the waistband of his sweats, now with your lips locked to his neck. swiftly taking off his clothes, you work your lips down his chest, taking note of his heavy breathing, the closer you get to his hips.

he lays there in anticipation as you move closer to his cock, gasping as you lightly grab his boner. slowly moving your hand up and down his shaft, you look at him one last time, only to see pleasure and desire in his eyes. taking that as your green light, you slowly continue moving your hand up and down, as he breathes heavily in pleasure. trying your best to keep your own composure, you start leaving kisses on his length, working your way up to his sensitive tip. he signs in pleasure and lets out a small groan as your lips gently press against him. your composure begins to falter, as you slowly take him in your mouth, earning a gasp and a small wimper from him. your mouth moves around his cock slowly at first, making sure that he is comfortable before you take all of him down your throat. looking at him as you continue moving your mouth up and down against him, he grabs your hair to keep it out of the way.

“s-so good, fuck, feels s-so g-good baby. d-don’t… don’t stop.”

his words encouraging you to move faster. with his hands in your hair you move at a slightly faster pace, this time your hand following the movements of your mouth. as he feels your lips and your hand moving against his cock, yangyang is in pure ecstasy.

“b-baby fuck, i-im gonna…”

he can’t even finish his sentence before he fills your mouth with his sweet tasting cum. grunting and squirming as he releases himself in your mouth.

“how was that baby?”

you ask with your hoarse voice, searching his face for any discomfort.

“s-so good. c-can we do m-more?”

“you want more? only because you asked so nicely.”

you take off your sleep shorts, sliding your panties off, teasing him as you strip naked in front of him. as he watches you, he can’t help but pull you closer to him, exploring your bare body with his bare hands, memorizing every curve. he’s completely and utterly mesmerized by you, finding that he can’t get enough of you. of the way you feel. of the way you make him feel.

“you want more, my love?”

“yes, i want all of you.”

he says this with more confidence than ever. you climb back onto his lap grinding your hips against him, moaning lightly as his cock rubs against your folds.

“are you sure?”

“yes, i want to hear your pretty moans. i want to feel you around me. i want to make you feel as good as you make me feel.”

he says in between kisses trailing from your neck, down to your chest, leaving marks on your bare chest. granting his wishes, you align your pussy to his cock and slowly lower yourself around him, moaning in pleasure as his cock fills you perfectly, as if you were made for him. you start increasing your pace, moving your self as his cock moves in and out of you. his head rolls back as you move against him, completely pussy drunk as you pleasure him more than he’s ever known.

finally after all of your efforts you lose your composure, moving faster against him, moaning as his dick stuffs your cunt. he moans against your skin as he plays with your titties that are bouncing in his face. grabbing and groping your bare skin, he moves his mouth around one of your nipples while his hand plays with the other. throwing your head back you sound so sweet to him, as your moans fill the room like music to his ears. he moans against your skin as he continues to leave deep marks against your breasts.

“fuck yangyang, you feel so good, does it feel good baby? do you feel good?”

“so, so g-good b-baby, d-don’t stop”

“you’re such a good boy yangyang, s-so good for m-me, fuck.”

a melody of moans from the two of you fills the air, as you feel the tension in your stomach building.

“b-baby. i-im gonna cum”

you barely make out the words before the knot in your stomach unravels and your release starts. seeing this, yangyang tightly grabs your hips moving himself in and out of you to ride out your high. moaning more than before, you feel his thrusts start to get sloppy, knowing he’s at his breaking point. you get off of him, wrapping your mouth around his sensitive cock, deep throating his length. he holds your head in place as he thrusts in and out of your mouth until he releases his seed down your throat, finishing with a long satisfied sigh.

you fall next to him onto the couch, pulling a blanket over the two of you, basking in the moment with him. he turns to face you, tracing his finger along your hairline, moving any hair out of your face, so that he can look deeply into your eyes. still catching his breath, he smiles as he looks at you with nothing but pure adoration and content.

“i love you”

“i love you too yangyang”

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[xdjville]

cw: pretty detailed descriptions of a heavy make out

[10:10 pm] yangyang loves it when you're in charge. not when you ask for it, when you take it. when your kisses start off sweet and innocent, caressing his hair and smiling softly into against his lips, but you decide you want more than that. when you push him against the nearest wall, the sudden cold sending shivers down his spine, and press your mouth to his roughly. when your hand which was stroking his head starts pulling on his hair and he lets out quiet huffs at the feeling, your other palm pressed firmly against his chest and pushing him even further onto the wall behind. when you bite his lip and without waiting for a response slide your tongue inside, and he doesn't bother to put up a fight for dominance as you selfishly explore the recesses of his mouth. when he has to grab your shirt in his fists to ground himself, and when you pull away to ask if he's doing okay he can only nod fervently because all air has been sucked out of his lungs and his head is spinning, and all he can think about is you. when you chuckle at his eagerness and call him cute and your yangyang and all the other sickeningly sweet names that anyone else would get a death glare for, and you pull him close again, your mouth hovering above his just barely. when you slide the tip of your tongue over his bottom lip in an agonisingly slow pace and his vision gets hazy, and he tries to say something to make you kiss him again but he's breathing too deeply and shakily and all that's coming out of him are weak whines. when you pull him by his neck and finally join your lips once again with even more strength than before, your free hand sliding down his chest and stomach untill it reaches the hem of his t-shirt and swiftly sneaks its way underneath. he'd never admit it, but he loves it all.

author's note: here's a continuation of my yangyang kisser agenda (that started in this post)!! idk if it makes much sense but i thought about it at work and i'm crazy so now y'all will be too

also i'm still figuring out the layout for timestamps (as well as all of the other stuff) so don't be surprised if one day this post looks different!

➼♡ to the person in my taglist - if you're reading this, i didn't tag you because i'm not sure about your age (reading at your own expense love) and whether or not you're comfortable with things like this, i'll continue including you in other posts <3

©xdjville

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[wontune]

✿𝆬 yangyang ( nct - wayv ) lockscreen

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[gyeomsweetgyeom]

[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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[penguins-army]

NECTAR (+18)

WARNINGS ⚠️: strong language, degradation, dom male/sub female, slight abuse, explicit scenes(established relationship)

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"Are you ready, babe?" His deep voice was coming from the living room.

"Yeah, just give me a second." I was putting my new earrings YangYang gave me for my birthday last year. The outfit was a simple black dress, but with black transparent gloves and tights with floral designs, it makes it more elegant and classy. Lastly, I sprayed my favourite perfume and stopped the music blasting from the speaker. I headed to the living room where YangYang was playing GTA while fully dressed in a black suit. He was so focused on the game that he didn't even look at me.

"YangYang, let's go." I was putting my coat on and checking my high ponytail for the last time. Tonight is an important event as I have a special dinner with one of my clients. If I make this deal, the promotion will soon be mine. YangYang quickly turned off the game controller and got dressed.

We were in the taxi when I felt his hand on my left thigh. My trembling immediately stopped. A bad habit when my anxiety hits in.

"You will do amazing. They chose the right person to do the deal!" His cute smile made me ease my mind for a bit.

The dinner was going rather smooth. Persuading the client Mr. Lee, a.k.a, a 50 year old CEO of the biggest media company, to buy our newest TV show definitely was a challenge, and on top of that, to impress his rich ass son was almost impossible.

But as the night was going on and laughs were exchanged, I felt more and more confident with the upcoming deal. 

My boyfriend excused himself for a bit as he headed to for a cigarette.

"I will go to the bar. I am feeling a bit extra. Maybe we should celebrate the upcoming show of the year!" Mr. Lee shook my hand and went to the bar to buy the most expensive champagne.

"Yes, of course!" I wanted to scream inside from happiness. A huge smile was displayed on my face.

"Congrats, Mrs. Liu, it will be a pleasure to work with a great talent as you!" Mr. Lee's son Ten bowed to me as I felt my cheeks turn red. Usually, I am not used to compliments relating my work, so I still feel awkward when I receive them.

"Thank you, I promise we will do our best!"

I took a sip of my rose when his next remark made me almost choke on my wine.

"It must be hard for your husband to have such a beautiful wife and only keep you to himself."

"I-I..." Of course, I was used to comments like that all the time. Men from my company are always trying to sleep with me regarding if I am taken or not, but this was even worse. Trying to get out of this situation, I simply chose the wrong path when saying.

"He is not my husband yet, we are dating for a while now." Mentally, I slapped myself for the dumbest reply I ever did in my life. How do I politely reject a guy when he is literally going to be my boss.

"Interesting." A glimpse of a smirk appeared on his face for a second. And I immediately regretted my words even more. "Well, he better think fast cause someone may steal you from him." Before even opening my mouth, I heard footsteps coming from behind me and then his sharp voice. 

"Do not worry about that, Mr. Ten, I have no intention of keeping her waiting. As of now, I think the lady needs to go home." I felt his hand on my shoulder indicating for me to stand up. YangYang was already picking up our coats and helping me put mine on.

"But, but babe, we were just about to celebrate, and Mr. Lee bought a -" my protests were shut down with a simple glare of his.

"Mr. Liu, won't you stay for a bit longer? We were just getting to know each other." Ten was not giving up, but YangYang was not having it.

"Maybe next time. Goodnight." My boyfriend's hand was on my waist, keeping me distant from the other gentleman and at the same time making me submit to him. I barely said my goodbyes when YangYang called taxi, and we drove back to my apartment. To say I was pissed was not even close to what I was feeling inside. The ride back was silent, and the tension could be cut with a knife.

When I unlocked the door, I quickly rushed into the bathroom and slammed the door. I heard YangYang's voice.

"Oh, you are angry now! Are you fucking kidding me?!" He was tapping angrily on the door but I had no intention of opening him.

"Get lost, YangYang. " I was taking off my earrings. Too tired, I didn't even have the power to fight. Although the burning sensation in my chest was telling me otherwise.

"So what now I am the bad guy, but you flirting with another man is totally normal, yeah?" He was trying to open the door, but I had locked it.

"Oh my god, when exactly was I flirting? Sorry that I am just trying to be modest and actually politely reject the guy instead of acting like a total dick and probably ruining my chances of a deal." At this point, I stopped what I was doing.

"Oh, was that it, sorry, but it didn't seem like that, what is seemed like it was that you were ready to make him a different type of deal." And this was it. My rage finally exploded. "Open the fucking door goddamn it." He was knocking the shit out of the door.

"YOU KNOW WHAT, FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU! YOU CAN SHOVE YOUR DICK IN YOUR ASS!" I was screaming with full range.

"I swear to God, open the fucking door or I am gonna-" His voice was so low it was intimidating.

"Or what? You are gonna act like the total obsessive psychopath you are, and you are gonna break it! Go on brea-" I shrieked, the door swung wide open, and YangYang came inside the bathroom. His eyes were covered from his fringe, but I already knew they were pitch black. My heart was racing like crazy with each step he was taking closer to me. I was stepping back when I finally hit the sink.

"Why are you not screaming now, huh?" The words were stuck in my throat. I felt so little next to him. "C'mon kitten, I thought you wanted to continue with your silly threats." His smooth malicious voice was sending shivers down my spine. His breath was near my left ear, and I felt my back arch a bit. 

"I-I..." My throat was suddenly so dry. Hot and bothered, I couldn't make a simple sentence. I felt his smirk on my face, still not daring to look at him. Suddenly, he grabbed me for the back of my neck and made our eyes lock into each other.

I was heavy breathing, the tiny strips of my dress slowly fell off my shoulders.

"You were so brave seconds ago. Why are you so scared now, hmm?" His grip was getting harsher and harsher, and the tears started to fall on my face.

"Bite me." Was all I could say. I still wanted to stand my ground and show him that I definitely didn't approve his act of jealousy, but the way he was looking at me made me weak in the knees. His laugh made him even sexier. For a second, he let me go and looked away before a sudden slap stroked me. A short moan escaped my lips, and I quickly grabbed my cheek.

"Oh, shhh, we both know you can take much worse than that, don't you kitten?" His hands were now on the sink, making me stand small between his bigger frame.

Ashamed and extremely aroused, I felt the urge to beg for mercy.

"I asked you a question, princess. Answer me."

"Yes." My voice sounded so small and out of character. The iron lady and businesswoman were long gone.

"'Yes', what kitten?" YangYang was getting impatient with my brattiness.

"Yes, Mr. Liu."

His long fingers reached for my chin and lifted my face. The desire was devouring him as much as mine did. We wanted each other so bad it hurts.

"Did I tell you how sexy you look tonight. No wonder other men were trying to slide in, baby. You left them no choice." My tiny moans were getting louder and louder. I loved it when he praised me. "It wasn't even that prick Ten, the waiter stared at you all night, the host eye fucked you when we entered, damn it even the old fuck Mr. Lee was looking at places he shouldn't be staring at. How do you think that made me feel, huh?" His whispers were teasing my ears while his long fingers were caressing my body slowly.

"I am sorry." Was all I could say at this point.

"You are gonna apologise properly, baby." My eyes begged for mercy, but YangYang picked me up in bridal style and took me into the bedroom. He put me on the floor and sat on the edge of the bed, patiently waiting. "C'mon, be a good girl and bend on daddy's lap." I tiny sqeak escaped my lips.

"The longer I wait, the more you make it hard on yourself, baby. So don't make me repeat myself." I was shaking my head at this point.

"No, it's not fair. You are the one who ruined my business night,  why should I be pushed for that?" My voice sounded so childish it was embarrassing how this man was affecting me. He laughed at my statement, and without second thoughts, he grabbed me quickly and bent me over his knees.

"You have an attitude tonight, kitten. I can't wait to break it." Slow touches of his fingers moved from my thighs to my lower butt. I could feel my arousal dripping from my thong. The embarrassment enhanced when I heard his short cheeky laugh.

"I barely touched you, yet you are already soaking. " At this point I just wanted the punishment to be over so he can finally fuck me. I mumbled a short 'please' but he acted like he didn't hear it.

"What was that? You need to be louder, kitten. I can't hear you."

"Please."

"Hmm, please, what baby?" He was enjoying this game so much. But I couldn't take it any longer my tears were falling on his suit.

"Please, please, just fuck me already. I beg of you. " His wicked laugh echoed through the bedroom. Then all of a sudden a hard slap stroke my ass. My breath caught up in my throat. I knew I had to count but it seemed impossible. 

"I can continue forever if you don't count." Then another slap striked me.

"One."

"Good girl." My underwear was definitely ruined at this point.

"Two. Three. Four. Five." With each slap, I could feel his boner growing harder and harder, and all I wanted was to feel him deep inside of me.

"Six. Seven. Eighth. Nine..Te"

"You better not finish that last counting cause I might get mad again." I shut my mouth as he sat me on his lap. Both of us were heavy breathing, and the windows were getting foggy. My hands were on his chest, trying to find my balance. Without realising, I was slowly dry humping him. His deep moans were indicating that the hunter would soon kill its prey if I didn't stop with the teasing, but now it was my time to put a little gasoline in the fire. I was getting faster and faster when he finally snapped. YangYang grabbed me for the neck and pinched me below him on the bed. His hands quickly tore apart my favourite  stockings, and before I could even protest, he snapped my thong with one hand.

"Don't worry, I will buy you as many as you want."

The unzipping of his pants made me moan in excitement. His dick was made for me. With a hard thrust, he entered inside of me, making me gasp.

"Next time when you decide to be a brat, remember this particular night." He was rough and faster than usual.

"Yes, master." I was for sure seeing stars at this point. Euphoria was taking over my body.

"Maybe I should also mark you, then no one will dare to flirt with you."

Seeing an opportunity for a teasing, I simply tool it. "Is that a proposal, Mr. Liu?" A smirk was written on my face.

"Oh, kitten, I will give you a proper proposal, but now what I want to do is different." The sudden words made my blood rush. "I want to mark you so bad to feel you up, princess. To finally claim what is mine." The moans were becoming louder and louder. And by now, the neighbours definitely knew YangYang's full name. "I know you want it as well. You want me to breed you like an animal. To cum so deep inside you there is no other way you won't be pregnant. You want that don't you baby?"

I was a crying mess, the words were coming out of my mouth without second thoughts.

"Yes, please YangYang!" 

"I want you so bad!" His thrusts were do deep l was feeling my walls clench around him, indicating I was close.

"Please daddy, cum in me."

"Fuck.."

Then, both of us had our orgasms. The sensation of him deep inside me was amazing. We have talked about this before, of course. We always wanted kids but I didn't know that the feeling of him cumming inside of me would be so addicting.

After the intense session, we took a hot bath. He was massaging me when suddenly I felt his lips on my back.

"I'm sorry about tonight's dinner. I know I acted out of spite." A smile quickly appeared on my face as I turned to look at him.

"I love you!" My forehead touched his. A common habit we have. "Also tomorrow we are going to the store cause you destroyed my door." His laugh was like candy for my ears.

"I am crazy about you, beautiful!" We both giggled and stayed for a while in the tub.

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thank you for reading 🤍

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[markstars]

[4:00 pm]— ☆

at 10 years old, yangyang tells you he wants to be an astronaut. when you ask him why, he replies, “i’m gonna go up there,” he leans out the window of the treehouse and waves his arms dramatically to the sky, “and i’m gonna visit every corner of the universe. i’ll go to the moon, to mars, to galaxies far, far away!”

“but most importantly,” he continues, turning to you with a toothy grin, “i’ll take every star i meet, and when i come back down here, i’ll give them all to you!” he punctuates his sentence with a tackle-hug, and you both end up on the floor of the treehouse in a fit of giggles.

✎...

at 17 years old, in the back of yangyang’s truck with a view of the town and the entire night sky, you ask yangyang if he still wants to be an astronaut. with his glittering eyes still pointed upwards, he tells you.

“yeah. sometimes i wonder if i should have more realistic dreams, if i should just give up this big children’s fantasy i’ve been protecting my whole life.”

“but i don’t think dreams are supposed to be realistic," he continues after a heartbeat. "they’re supposed to be bold and wildly impossible and they’re supposed to make you wanna do anything to reach them.” he raises an open palm to the sky and sweeps it across the stars. “and i still have to keep my promise to you, don’t i, y/n?”

you giggle and tear your eyes away from the entrancing night sky to look at him. “is a promise to me made in a dinky little treehouse really that worth it to you?”

he meets your eyes, smiling with a sly twinkle in his eyes. “definitely. you’re worth all the stars in the universe in my eyes.”

“you’re so cheesy, yang.”

he only replies by leaning over, lowering his face until the distance between your lips closes. that night, you kissed your best friend for the very first time.

✎...

at 26 years old, while already clad in his spacesuit, yangyang pulls you close into a tight embrace. after a few moments of comfortable warmth, he pulls away to cup your face in his hands and kiss away the small drops rolling down your cheeks. “why are you crying? i promised you a thousand times that i’d come back safe and sound.”

“i know. i’m crying because, god, look at you! imagine how little ten-year-old you must see you right now.” he laughs. you wipe at your tears with the heel of your palm. “but, still… i don’t know how i’ll get through seven months without you, yang.”

yangyang pulls you back into his arms. “i’m sorry, y/n.”

“don’t be sorry! don’t ever be sorry. it’s not your fault for doing what you’ve always dreamed of.” yangyang smiles against your hair.

there’s a few more quiet moments of the two of you relishing in the last touches you’ll have of each other for a long while. when it’s finally almost time for him to leave, yangyang presses a short, sweet kiss to your lips.

“you’ll come home to me safe, promise?”

“promise. and with all the stars in my arms, just for you.”

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[sunriize]

E o YangYang? Como ele seria como namorado?

namorado gAmEr

boiolinha por você, fala de você para todo mundo

"hahaha mas minha namorada é igualzinha, sabe?... não sabia que eu tinha namorada? Olha ela aqui..." passa a mostrar mil e uma fotos sua

vocês dois tem uma conexão MUITO profunda, yangyang sente que vocês dois são destinados de outras vidas

yang não verbaliza os sentimentos, prefere mostrar em ações, como por exemplo: beijar sua bochecha em momentos românticos entre os dois, te abraçar, etc

mas ao contrário, yang gosta que você verbalize seus sentimentos. pra mim, o yangyang parece ser um cara meio carente (?), sabe? ele precisa que você verbalize, ele precisa saber que é amado

te ensina todas as línguas que ele sabe falar, se faz de professor particular

conclusão? ele te ama mais que tudo nessa terra

#yangyang imagines #wayv imagines #nct imagines #sunriize

[haechanhues]

THE SERIAL LOVER

in which a girl farewells every boy she’s ever loved (or at least had romantic feelings for) in order to prove that her feelings for one particular boy are very real and unwavering. 

chapter nineteen : liu yangyang

masterlist | prev | next

taglist: @matchahyuck @haisuken @dinonuguaegi @replayenthusiast @90s-belladonna @ahnneyong @liliansun

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[honeymark]

〔 𝟏𝟎:𝟒𝟕𝐚𝐦 〕 yangyang hasn’t seen you since he came down with a cold a few days ago, and while he understands the need for distance more than anyone (the last thing he wants to do is get you sick, too), he can’t help but surrender to the loneliness settling in his heart.

he misses you ㅡ your voice and the way his name takes shape on your lips, your laugh and the way your features scrunch up when he tells an especially cringey joke, your hands and the way they fit right into his. he considers calling you, but he knows that you’re busy and that you’d come to him immediately if he asked. though he appreciates how special you make him feel, he’d rather endure your absence than bother you in any way...

which is exactly why he’s so shocked when he sees you standing over him after he finally wakes up from his fourth nap of the day.

“y/n?” he calls out, blinking his vision to focus as he pushes himself upright. “wait, am i dreaming right now?”

“no, but i can pinch you if you don't believe me,” you joke, offering a sympathetic smile as you sit down next to him. “how’re you feeling?”

“tired,” he admits, before taking your hand in his and bringing your fingers up to his lips in a chaste kiss. “i missed you a lot.”

“i missed you, too. i would’ve come sooner if you asked,” you tell him as you run your unoccupied fingers through his hair.

he nods, and he closes his eyes as he leans against the soft weight of your hand. it might be the most minuscule of touches, but it’s more than enough to satisfy the itch of desire. “i know,” he sighs, quietly. “i wanted to, but i didn’t want to bother you.”

“asking me to come over will never count as ‘bothering’ me.” you scoot closer to him and wrap your arms around his neck in a light hug, but the tender sentiment dissipates the second your forehead touches his. “babe, you're burning up. did you take any medicine today?” you ask, trying to keep the panic at bay as you check his forehead with the back of your hand.

“no, i haven’t even gotten out of bed yet,” he confesses, sheepishly pulling his blanket up to his face.

“that’s okay. i’m glad you’ve been resting,” you say, gently. you reach down for your bag and rummage through the contents, eventually pulling out a bottle of water and a packet of cold medicine. “i got this from the pharmacy. take it and try to sleep some more, okay?”

“thank you,” he murmurs. he takes the remedy as soon as you hand it to him, but his fingers linger, even after he’s forced the medicine down with an audible gulp. he leans over to set the bottle on the nightstand, but not before trying to steal a kiss from your lips.

you instinctively jolt back, almost as if you’d sizzle under his body heat. “no kissing until your fever goes down,” you tell him, holding your hand flat against his chest.

“waitㅡno! don’t take kissing away from me!” he cries, his voice crescendoing into boyish petulance. his hand tightens around yours, so much so that you start to loose feeling in the tips of your fingers, but you know that it’s unintentional and that he’s just being a little more spoiled than usual.

“i mean it, liu yangyang,” you say as you guide him back under the covers. the tone of your voice is a little less firm than you’d hoped for, but from the way he lets out an almost guttural sigh, you can tell that he’s taking you seriously.

“fine,” he mumbles, sinking his face into his pillow. he lets out another deeply exaggerated sigh before shifting his position to face you directly. “just...don’t go anywhere, okay? my fever’s gonna go down SO fast, and as soon as it does, i’m going to kiss you. probably more than once. probably a lot, actually.”

“don’t keep me waiting too long,” you grin, heat spreading across the apples of your cheeks as if you’ve been infected with a fever, too.

© 𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐘𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐊, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟐. 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐃.

#yangyang imagines #yangyang scenarios #yangyang fluff #yangyang reactions #nct imagines #nct scenarios #nct fluff #nct reactions

[suhnshinehaos]

treacherous : a crush culture spin-off

synopsis : after a couple of instances of accidental matching clothing, yangyang finds himself in a dating rumor with possibly the most famous person on campus : yn, the bassist of an up and coming band. yangyang doesn’t seem to have a problem with it. unfortunately yn, who has also built up a reputation for being cold as winter, does.

pairing : liu yangyang x gn!reader

also featuring !  nct 00z + mark, xiaojun, hendery, and cc!yn

genre/s : smau, university au, student council + band au, fluff, angst, humor

contains : food mentions, swearing, suggestive content / humor

status : completed !!

[ parts + note under the cut ]

✧  crush culture  ➤  masterlist 

this story takes place after the events of crush culture. you don’t necessarily have to read it to understand, but it would help in getting some of the references + the 00′s backstory :)

crush culture’s yn will also be making an appearance in this story and will be referred to as cc!yn. feel free to replace with a name of your choice, or you can do that with the yn of this story :> dw the yn for this one has a nickname / stage name (?) that other characters will refer to them as so it won’t get too confusing [ explained in the profiles section ] 

✧  profiles

@/NCITSC  |  @/drmvsn

✧  parts

prologue : hottie with an attitude problem 

i. act one     “ i’d be smart to walk away, but you’re quicksand ”

part one : just getting started

part two : ice ice baby

part three : famous last words

part four : friends

part five : rockstar

part six : soulmates and socks

part seven : walk away

part eight : keeping distance

part nine : persistence

part ten : in time

ii. act two     “ forever going with the flow, but you’re friction ”

part one : been a while 

part two : peace of mind     1  |  2

part three : trust the process

part four : hi bestie

part five : umbrellas and yt premium

part six : milktea delivery

part seven : hypothetical 

part eight : campus lights      1  |  2 

part nine : business 

part ten : hide the pencils

part eleven : short circuit 

part twelve : stupid smile

part thirteen : read receipts 

part fourteen : fight or flight 

part fifteen : for now

iii. act three     “ nothing safe is worth the drive, and i would follow you home ”

profiles, updated

prologue : be professional

part one : you know who

part two : for research

part three : a familiar face

part four : name your price 

part five : quick survey 

part six : messy rockstar era

part seven : good morning, sunshine 

part eight : damage control 

part nine : soft launch 

part ten : assurance 

part eleven : save a moment 

part twelve : party in five 

part thirteen : sparks 

part fourteen : notes from tour 

part fifteen : i choose you

** bonus

#askyang

#deryday

#askgy3

#dv01

from reese, with love <3 surprise !! told you not to miss the council too much,, tbh i’ve had this brewing since the last ten-ish parts of cc so that’s why im already able to get it up hihi im very excited for this one and i hope you are too ! this will be the half the length of cc (3 acts, 5 parts each) and it won’t extend like i did with cc HAHAHA updates for this will be slower than cc bc i will be working on it at the same time as another smau (+ uni and life and work responsibilities) but ill try my best to update at least once a week :) 

i really hope you enjoy this <3 hope you are all doing well and taking care of yourselves :)

and let’s watch y2 beat the second lead allegations <3

#🌙 — treacherous! #wayv x reader #nct x reader #yangyang x reader #wayv imagines #wayv fluff #wayv smau #wayv series #wayv scenarios #nct imagines #nct fluff #nct smau #nct series #nct scenarios #yangyang imagines #yangyang fluff #yangyang smau

[hugs2doie]

CAN YEW DO TEXTING YANGYANG ABT BIS ORGASM DONOR HOODIE.. can’t belegen he wore that man..

asking yangyang about the hoodie ..

YAWP!!!

me roo it was shocking i had expwriencws deja vu

#nct #nct headcanons #nct imagines #nct fluff #wayv fanfic #wayv fluff #wayv reactions #wayv scenarios #wayv x reader #wayv imagines #yangyang imagines #yangyang x reader #yangyang texts #wayv yangyang #yangyang fluff #yangyang scenarios

[markiemelon]

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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