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jnnul · 6 months ago

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the right side of wrong (part 3)

TAGS ▸ uhhh an accidental kiss, some fighting/sparring, sunghoon boxes bc i said so, stalking but you don't know that yet

PLAYLIST ▸ yosemite - travis scott, back - jey, stay - ari abdul, element - pop smoke, dirty laundry - blackbear

WORD COUNT ▸ 4.8k

AUTHOR’S NOTE ▸ so i've been sitting on this chapter for quite some time (motivation to finally post has come from @dojunie for updating the masterpiece misdial) and i originally wanted to include a lot more plot in this chapter but i figured that it would better to get it out than ruminate about the plot too much more. quick note: feedback, comments, etc. GREATLY encourage writers! if you felt any sort of way (in a good or bad way!) about this fic, pls leave feedback!

TAGLIST ▸ @hybeboyenthusisast

[march 19, 20XX, 12:19 P.M.] [copenhagen, denmark]

“teekl!” klarion exclaims, taking in his surroundings with a sneer. “i wanted to teleport to where y/n is! why’d you bring me to copenhagen?”

teekl meows, as if to rebuke klarion’s displeasure of being dropped in copenhagen - a place with beautiful scenery and fresh air, mind you - compared to the exact location of where y/n was, which was something that teekl was not only incapable of doing at the current energy levels that he was at, but also something that was difficult for klarion himself to do.

“if only i had her exact energy signature…,” klarion mutters under his breath, trying to hone in on y/n’s energy signature. he feels a quick zap against his skull, almost as if he’s made a breakthrough before it vanishes and klarion sighs.

“might as well take a cat nap, before i recharge and find that stupid runaway,” klarion says and teekl meows in almost malicious agreement. neither of them realize that they aren’t the only ones looking for her as felix faust slinks back into the shadows, the two of them never leaving his sight.

[march 19, 20XX, 12:27 A.M.] [mount justice, happy harbor, rhode island]

“let me get this straight and please, feel free to stop me at any point you think that this is batshit insane: you landed in ace chemical factory, and in your panic, you screamed at supersonic levels and everything around you shattered. after that, you didn’t want to be put in jail or whatever you thought was going to happen so you ran and wandered aimlessly around gotham before you ended up at the bank and met artemis. oh, and how could i forget, you didn’t know you could do that?” sunghoon recaps in an almost satirical voice, rubbing the outside of his ear, having just recovered his sense of hearing. y/n nods, somewhat sheepishly, having been pacified when yuna shin, the magician from the justice league, had been called in to fix the necklace using a spell. yujin sighs, rubbing her forehead as the two of them start to piece together what had happened that night.

“still doesn’t explain how icicle sr. managed to get from the yacht bridge to the bank in that time frame,” yujin says and y/n raises her hand hesitatingly.

“i don’t know if this is relevant but there was some guy wearing a huge parka in the middle of march that was riding down a huge…bobsled with ice that kinda appeared wherever he moved? i wasn’t sure if that was normal in this dimension so i didn’t say anything but they’re both icy,” she says, fidgeting with her hands.

“did you see anyone else with him?” sunghoon asks, and y/n wracks her brain, trying to think if she saw anyone else that night.

“some really pale lady with spiky blue hair?”

yujin and sunghoon exchange a look before yujin groans, pulling out her phone to call belrev and let the maximum security prison wasn’t nearly as high security as they thought it was.

“those three are all money hungry people who ally with each other every time they want to pull off a serious heist since they all use ice as their method of attack. they were probably all working together to pull off the yacht bridge incident,” sunghoon explains as a lightbulb goes off in his head. “that’s why we only saw shattered glass and nothing else. the ice probably melted by the time that we got there.”

“well that explains that. what that doesn’t explain is the canary cry. no one else in the justice league - or the injustice league, for that matter - has the canary cry. at least not since that impersonator was put into prison but even she couldn’t use the canary cry well enough to make stone break,” yujin says once she gets off the phone.

“right…” sunghoon turns to y/n, who’s fidgeting with the necklace in her hand. “do you mind if i look at that for a second?”

y/n stares at the necklace for a moment before handing it over somewhat reluctantly.

the necklace itself seems rather plain. it’s a gold necklace, with a single pearl dangling off of it but other than that, it had no identifiers to suggest why this necklace was so important to y/n.

“it was my mother’s,” she says softly and sunghoon hears yujin have to contain her gasp where she was standing. “it’s the only thing i have from her and the only thing that my father hasn’t tried to take from me when it comes to memories of my mom.”

that would explain the sentimental attachment.

sunghoon eyes the pearl, which seems to be dazzling in the light, even though there was very little in y/n’s room, as though it were exuding light, rather than reflecting it. well. unless pearls operated differently in y/n’s dimension (which, at this point, sunghoon couldn’t even say definitively that they didn’t), there was something about this necklace…

“you don’t know who exactly your mother is, right?” yujin asks and y/n nods, hands twitching as she watches sunghoon fidget with the necklace before he drops it back onto the nightstand. she snatches it up quickly, putting it back around her neck, seeming much more calm now that the necklace was on her.

“no. all i know is that my father and my mother went to the same high school and that i was born when they were both still in school, which is probably why i ended up with my dad instead of my mom,” y/n says, thumbing at the pearl. yujin exchanges a look with sunghoon, and this time, sunghoon is the one to leave the room, pressing buttons on a flip phone to call someone.

“look, i don’t want to give you any false hope or even give you any information that you don’t need right now,” yujin starts, taking a deep breath. y/n doesn’t say anything, just watching yujin as the taller girl gets up to start pacing around the room that suddenly feels surprisingly cramped.

“but with the cry and everything that she’s told us about how she discovered her powers and everything…we have good reason to believe that your mother is black canary.”

y/n’s breath comes out as a staccato as it catches in her throat.

“…and we don’t know if she knows you exist."

[march 19, 20XX, 1:02 A.M.] [mount justice, happy harbor, rhode island]

“what did the bat say?” yujin asks a disheveled looking sunghoon. the tall man just shakes his head, sitting down next to her on y/n’s bed, the owner of said bed watching him from the other side of the room on her beanbag chair.

“he can’t confirm or deny anything right now because black canary’s not in the u.s. right now. she’s out of the country on some top secret mission and cannot be called back under any circumstances,” sunghoon sighs and yujin’s eyebrows furrow.

“it took you half an hour to find out that we can’t get in touch with black canary?”

“there were…other things. just alpha clearance level things,” sunghoon says and yujin immediately leans back. y/n’s eyes bounce back and forth between sunghoon and yujin before clearing her throat nervously.

“uh, what does alpha clearance mean?”

“it’s just our classification system to ensure that the information from the team and the justice league is kept safe,” sunghoon explains. “each person has a certain clearance level they request or are approved for. more than anything, it’s so that people in the league or on the team don’t bite off more than what they can chew.”

“for example, superboy has the lowest clearance level - level eight. we trust him with our lives and know that he’s the first person to run headfirst into danger if he felt that was right,” yujin starts and y/n nods slowly, following where yujin was going with her logic.

“but if someone who was that quick to action were to be given higher clearance knowledge, then it would be hard to reestablish which missions are his priority and which aren’t, since he would probably feel they were all important,” y/n continues.

“and while they are all important, some require more planning than brute force. it’s hard to explain that to someone when they’re already extremely emotionally invested in a mission,” sunghoon finishes.

“it’s really more about how emotionally detached someone can get from the mission to ensure that actions are being put in place for the greater good,” y/n summarizes and yujin and sunghoon both shrug.

“that’s one way of thinking about it. it’s like a chain of command, honestly. if something were to happen to me, there needs to be someone who would be next in the chain of command so that the team doesn’t get split into five different directions because five different people think that the team should operate differently,” sunghoon says and y/n nods, leaning backwards into the plushiness of the beanbag chair.

“is it alright that you’re telling me all of this though? i asked because i was curious - but i’m curious about a lot of things. things that are probably less confidential than the inner workings of how an espionage and covert operations team works,” y/n asks, and although her words would set sunghoon on high alert coming from anyone else, he feels strangely understanding when it comes from her.

which had implications that he wasn’t ready to think about just yet.

“well, if you want the truth, there’s two aspects to it: a) it’s in our best interest to be as honest with you as possible so that you can be as honest as possible with us to help us with stopping the light. and b) i’ve been having private conversations with various members of the team about you joining the team - if that’s what you want - and everyone’s on board with the idea,” yujin says, watching y/n’s reaction to this (what she thinks is, at least) bombshell of information. “that’s actually part of what sunghoon and i wanted to talk to you about before the whole canary cry situation.”

“join the team?” y/n repeats slowly, her posture growing more timid as she sinks even further backwards into the chair. sunghoon refrains from reaching forward to comfort her, for fear that he might scare her even more.

“it’s not an obligation and we’d definitely understand if that’s not something that you want. but we figured that we’d present the option to you whenever you’re ready. i think that you’d be a great addition to the team,” sunghoon says gently, his eyes never leaving y/n’s.

“you do? but i don’t have any combat experience; i’d just drag you all down and put you in danger,” y/n murmurs softly, and yujin catches the faint blush on her cheeks as her eyes dart to the floor for a moment’s reprieve from sunghoon’s gaze. cute.

“we all started from somewhere, y/n,” sunghoon reminds her.

“yeah. boy wonder’s the only one out of all of us who came out of the womb fighting,” yujin snorts, punching sunghoon in the shoulder. “and besides, i saw you hold your own in front of icicle and his stupid gang. anyone who can blast that frosty old snowball into a sedan is someone i want on my team.”

y/n smiles softly, her thumb rubbing over her knuckles as she’s lost in thought, weighing her options in front of her almost plainly on her face. sunghoon taps yujin’s knee slightly and the two of them get up from where they were perched on her bed and begin to make their way to the door to leave y/n to her thoughts.

“can i - could i, maybe, watch you guys train tomorrow? soojin said that you guys are training altogether tomorrow and maybe that’ll help me make a decision?” y/n asks and sunghoon’s nodding his head before he even fully processes the question.

“whatever you need, y/n. just be sure to bring an ice pack in case you decide to join the fight,” yujin says with a wink as she walks away. sunghoon rolls his eyes before shaking his head when he see’s y/n’s eyes widened with worry.

“she’s joking. you absolutely don’t need to spar with us to watch, y/n,” sunghoon says softly and he sees some of the tension in her shoulders visibly melt.

“thanks, sunghoon,” she murmurs back, getting up to close the door as sunghoon retreats as well, a small smile on his face.

sunghoon. he liked the way that his name sounded on her lips.

[march 19, 20XX, 9:52 A.M.] [mount justice, happy harbor, rhode island]

y/n winces as superboy crashes to the floor with a resounding thud. jay huffs as he lays on his back for just a moment, the mat sounding out a depressing ‘SUPERBOY - LOSS’ as he stares up at the ceiling.

“i’m getting really tired of getting beat up by people half my size,” jay groans as he accepts yujin’s hand as she hoists him up back onto his feet.

“to be fair, yujin is pretty much your height,” jake points out, hand deep into a family size bag of chips. he was already well past his first defeat at the hands of his girlfriend and had wisely decided to spend the rest of training with some form of food shoved into his mouth.

“i don’t think that’s gonna make him feel better, kid. and he’s pretty tall,” soojin says but jay just shrugs.

“eh, i’ve only got two or three inches on her but if there’s anything i’ve learned from training with artemis and black canary, it’s that you should never judge a book by its cover. especially a girl. those are books you could read your entire life and never understand,” jay snorts, and soojin and yujin exchange an exasperated look when jake hollers out an ‘amen brother!’.

“i don’t know. i don’t think girls are really all that hard to understand,” sunghoon announces his presence, unwrapping the bandages on his knuckles as he joined the team in the sparring room. he was a boxing aficionado as of late and had taken to doing some boxing training in solitude before training with the rest of the team.

he’d tried to hook soojin and jake on it but soojin had incinerated the boxing gloves and jake had accidentally phased right though the sandbag. needless to say, boxing became more of a sport of solitude after that.

“of course our resident player says that; that’s how he gets all the girls to fall for him,” jake teases and sunghoon just rolls his eyes.

“i’m not a player.”

“says the man who hasn’t dated a woman for longer than three months at a time.” yujin crosses her arms over her chest as though she was daring sunghoon to challenge her statement.

“that doesn’t mean i’m a player.”

“can you count the number of women you’ve dated on all of your appendages?”

“does my tongue count?”

“gross.”

y/n’s eyes dart back and forth between yujin and sunghoon, and sunghoon is almost taken aback to the night before, with artemis and him going back and forth with their usual banter. ah. while the other members of the team knew to just ignore the two of them (or watch, if they wanted some entertainment for the day), y/n probably thought they were genuinely fighting.

it wasn’t as though she had many friends to banter with and the ‘friends’ that she did have weren’t exactly the bantering type. sunghoon shudders as he tries to imagine vandal savage engaging in harmless banter.

“did you hurt yourself?” y/n says softly, nodding at sunghoon’s bandages that were balled up in his fist. he looks down, eyebrows furrowed before realization strikes him.

“oh no, these aren’t bandages because i’m hurt; these are wraps that boxers wear to keep their fists protected when they’re boxing,” sunghoon says and even jake (who’s usually the most oblivious one of them all) can sense the shift in sunghoon’s tone when addressing y/n. where sunghoon was prone to having a rather stoic first impression, he was soft and gentle when speaking to y/n.

my bet’s that they’re gonna kiss in the next three weeks,jake says through the mind link.

i’m going for four, jay contests. sunghoon tries not to make the indignant feeling bubbling in his chest too obvious on his face.

i wouldn’t put it past sunghoon, but i’m giving the girl two months. i don’t think she really understands how romance works, yujin points out.

she’s watched the notebook. she knows what romance is, soojin disagrees.

“are you guys having a conversation without me in your minds?” y/n asks, glancing between them, and the team belatedly realizes that the room had been silent for too long to be appropriate. especially not with sunghoon looking at the rest of them as though he wanted to throw something sharp and pointy at them.

y/n crosses her arms over her chest and for the first time, sunghoon saw sheer disappointment on her face. the look made his chest tight and for some reason, he really didn’t want to see that look on her face directed towards him ever again. ever. “i really can’t tell if that’s really cool or…really, really rude.”

“sorry, it was something really stupid,” yujin says, trying appease y/n. her expression doesn’t give any leeway, and soojin makes her way over to y/n to nudge her slightly.

“really, it was super stupid. but that doesn’t mean that it wasn’t rude. sorry y/n. we’ve grown rusty with welcoming new people when all of us are together since we haven’t had a new member since…well, since yujin,” she explains and y/n finally uncrosses her arms and sighs.

“it’s fine - i mean, i get that you guys have a super important history together and i would never do anything to try and intrude on that,” y/n concedes.

“look, i’m really sorry,” sunghoon says and y/n’s shoulders melt in the slightest when he does - something that doesn’t go unnoticed by the rest of the group.

“it’s okay. now - uh, who do i shoot with a fireball first?”

“i thought you were just watching?”

“what can i say? i’m all fired up.”

“you and i are going to get along just fine.”

“shut up, kid.”

[march 19, 20XX, 10:21 A.M.] [mount justice, happy harbor, rhode island]

“break - break! jesus christ, what have they been feeding you in that other dimension?” jake wheezes, pressing a hand to his chest as he tries to catch his breath. y/n blinks innocently from where she’s standing on the other side of the mat, looking rather unfazed by the whole experience.

“uh, human food, i’m pretty sure. no ovens or refrigerators, remember?” y/n points out and jake blinks, now on the other side of the room, mid-bite as he was scarfing down a 7,000 calorie protein bar made specially for him.

“it was a rhetoric question,” he says in between bites and y/n nods as though she were taking mental note.

“right. uh - so who am i sparring next?” she says, awkwardly holding her hands out in the same position as she had done so before - effective, if jake’s wheezing is to say anything, but clearly off in practicality and skill.

“how about you spar with me?” sunghoon offers, casting his boxing gloves on the bench. he’d taken a break to watch y/n and see how she would adapt to a sudden situation where she could only rely on instinct rather than her underdeveloped pyretic skills, only to realize just how far behind she was in technical skill.

but if there was anything that her match with jake had indicated, what she lacked in technical skill, she made up for in sheer ability, with her ability to nearly predict what her opponent was going to do - even if said opponent was operating at superhuman speeds.

sunghoon figures that it’s a trauma response developed to sort of predict the behaviors of those around her in such an unpredictable environment. she also had a tendency to rely on her feet instead of her hands, which was a good thing when facing an opponent such as kid flash, who relies on his speed and arm skills and disadvantageous for pretty much everyone else.

“be careful, newbie. sunghoon’s undefeated against all of us except for yujin,” jay warns from where he’s also taking a break next to jake, soojin not far from him.

“i only beat him that one time he broke his leg,” yujin points out, but she’s quickly shushed by jake, who says something along the lines of, “don’t lose your street cred in front of your girlfriend.”

yujin, of course, lobs a sweaty towel at him shortly thereafter, but it was the thought that counted.

“should i be nervous?” y/n asks, and sunghoon shakes his head before stepping into the ring.

“don’t worry - i’m not trying to beat you or anything; i just want to correct a few small mistakes i’ve been seeing,” sunghoon explains gently, watching y/n’s worried expression melt off her face, although her limbs were still stiff with anticipation.

sunghoon steps one foot forward, to which y/n lunges backwards, wary and apprehensive of every move sunghoon made. “i’ m not going to hurt you, y/n.”

y/n nods, but it’s clear that she’s scared witless and sunghoon crosses his hands over each other to form a ‘t’ to indicate a time-out, casually walking forward towards y/n in hopes of making her feel more at ease.

but no sooner does he get within a foot of her does she lunge forward rather brashly, causing sunghoon to stumble backwards and toppling downwards - just barely saving himself by flipping over so that he was in a pushup position.

“get him while he’s down!” he hears yujin cry.

“i can’t believe a noob is about to beat sunghoon!” jake exclaims.

“oh my god, i can’t watch,” soojin says, her fingers crossed in front of her face with enough space that it was clear her eyes were 100% still watching.

“i might have never been taught how to fight - ” y/n begins, sweeping at sunghoon’s arms so that he would fall. he just barely avoids it by rolling forward, crouched on the balls of his feet as he watches y/n carefully. “ - but i did learn a thing or two about how to stay unsuspicious.”

“i’ll give you that,” sunghoon concedes after standing up, dipping into a gentleman’s bow, twirling out of the way when y/n tries to take the moment to push sunghoon down. “but it’s not enough to take me down.”

“i don’t doubt it,” y/n admits, awkwardly holding her arms out in what it she deemed to be a ‘threatening offense’ as she carefully circled the fight space, mirroring sunghoon’s movements.

“you don’t seem very bogged down by the truth,” he remarks and a catty smile flashes across y/n’s lips before disappearing just as soon as it had appeared.

“you don’t seem to be very discontent in my inability to take you down,” y/n throws back lightly.

“how long are they going to keep doing that?” jay whispers to soojin, who still has her fingers spread across her face, her face strangely tinted pink rather than her usual pale pallor.

“keep flirting or keep fighting?” yujin snorts from the other side of jay, ducking out of reach when soojin leans over to push yujin.

“they’ll hear you!” soojin shushes and jake rolls his eyes with a goodnatured shake of the head.

“the only person who has super hearing is jay and he’s sitting right next to you. i doubt they’re going to be able to hear us from forty feet away,” jake points out and soojin harrumphs, crossing her arms over her chest.

“we don’t know if y/n has super hearing,” soojin reminds the group and the three of them simultaneously face forward to see if y/n was listening to their conversation. either she was an incredible actress or she genuinely couldn’t hear anything because by the time they refocus on the scene in front of them, sunghoon’s warding off another well timed kick and the succeeding side swipe.

but what he doesn’t account for is y/n’s ability to turn around nearly as fast as sunghoon to try and land a punch. and while sunghoon does manage to swat away y/n’s fist, she’s unable to recover as quickly as sunghoon as she loses her balance trying to beat sunghoon. and sunghoon, in his panic to try and shield y/n’s fall, manages to topple downwards with her.

down, down, down until suddenly, every inch of y/n’s body is pressed against his own. from her toes to her - to her lips, pressed against sunghoon’s and although y/n’s powers are pyrokinetics, sunghoon feels as though his entire body has been doused in cold water as he realizes that technically, he is kissing y/n. or honestly, she’s kissing him but somehow the logistics of the situation are lost on sunghoon when he looks into her eyes, wide-eyed and confused.

have y/n’s eyes always been so…so bright?

it’s only when jay coughs obnoxiously loudly that he remembers his audience, and it seems that this is an adequate reminder for y/n as well, who rolls off of him rather unceremoniously.

the room is silent, almost painfully so as sunghoon and y/n seemingly process what just happened.

ardor - win. sunghoon - loss. the mat rings out unhelpfully and y/n looks as though she’s rebooting as she rises to her feet.

“is there any way to correct the system? i - i don’t think i actually won. not with conventional tactics anyway,” she splutters as sunghoon also composes himself enough to get off the floor.

“a win is a win!” jake calls out, wincing when sunghoon shoots him a withering look. this seems to kickstart the rest of the team back to life as jay offers y/n a water bottle and soojin flashes an award-winning smile at her.

“not bad for your first day on the training mat,” yujin says, casually throwing an arm around y/n’s shoulders.

jake, seemingly haven shaken off sunghoon’s nonverbal warning rather quickly, turns to the still somewhat confused man with a shit-eating grin. “you lost. you know what that means, right?”

this catches jay’s attention as well as he appears at the scene of the crime with an equally frightening smirk. “i vaguely recall someone saying that if someone beat him - ”

“ - he’d be their personal servant for a month?” yujin finishes and soojin giggles, quickly trying to hide her grin when sunghoon’s glare transfers from the terrible threes and lands on her instead.

“oh, oh no - i’m so sorry!” y/n exclaims, her face twisted into an expression somewhere in between guilt, shame, confusion, and anxiety. “please don’t regard this as a loss; the…accident from before was completely my fault and that wasn’t an official sparring match so - so that shouldn’t count as a win and you shouldn’t be held to those conditions.”

yujin watches as sunghoon turns to her, his gaze growing soft but somewhat guarded as he shakes his head with a good-natured smile.

“you won. there is no changing the system. and besides, in the field, one must be prepared for sorts of conditions and trials; it was my own fault that i lost so i must uphold the conditions i proposed,” sunghoon says but the words don’t seem to appease y/n’s mind at all.

soojin seems to notice as she steers y/n towards the exit of the training room.

“y/n, trust me. when it comes to wins from sunghoon, you take them where you can get them,” she says and y/n just nods, which is as much of a concession of her victory as soojin figures she’s gonna get.

yujin’s left in the training room with sunghoon by the time jake and jay gather their belongings also start to file out the training room (but not before jake smirks at sunghoon, indicating that they were gonna talk later).

��stop thinking so much,” yujin says, arms folded across her chest. sunghoon rolls his eyes before heading over to the bench to pick up his bandages and boxing gear.

“i’m not thinking,” sunghoon says and yujin snorts.

“normally, i’d love to agree with that statement but you’re overthinking and every single one of us can tell. including y/n.” yujin nods to y/n’s receding figure before turning back to sunghoon with an unimpressed look. “it was an accident.”

“i know,” sunghoon says, a little too quickly. “i mean, i know.”

yujin fixes him with a probing look before giving up, shrugging as she also starts to head out of the training room.

but it seems the surprises for the day are still abundant as y/n bursts into the room, looking more alarmed than yujin’s ever seen her before.

“don’t ask me how i know this but klarion’s back in town,” y/n trembles, eyes full of panic.

“and i think he knows where i am.”

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blankjournal · 2 years ago

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𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗠𝗘: 𝗔𝗧𝗛𝗟𝗘𝗧𝗘𝗦

week one: 24.07.23 — 31.07.23

nct:

i still love you | zhong chenle | @xiaodejunletsact

into the wolves den | na jaemin/lee jeno | @dojunie

going for the gold | nakamoto yuta | @sluttyten

residual starshine | nakamoto yuta | @wonjaekook

i hope you eat dirt | zhong chenle | @doderyscoffee

enhypen:

twizzle into my heart | nishimura riki | @amakumos

the boyz:

summer on the court | kevin moon | @peachybun-bun

seventeen:

scored! | lee chan | @leejungchans

stray kids:

off season | kim seungmin | @peacheswrites-archived

penalty kick | han jisung | @/peacheswrites-archived

tumbles and turns | lee know | @/peacheswrites-archived

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dojunie · 1 year ago

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zreamy · 2 years ago

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hi hi zo what kind of fics do you like to read?

hi 👋 i'm actually super behind on fic reading atm but i'm pretty easy on fics if i'm honest.. i definitely love longer fics but i'll read any length as long as it's fluffy !!! i really love reading characters who are just completely head over heels for each other and show it whenever they can <333

as for tropes / aus that i gravitate towards.. i like college aus, friends to lovers, enemies to lovers, slice of life, sports aus, smaus, stangers to lovers, crack, fake dating, roommate aus..

and then for other genres like fantasy and horror i'm pretty picky honestly.. i'm not imaginative enough for fantasy most times and i'm super anxious and easily frightened so horror doesn't really work for me either..

i'd rather not read pwp or something that's angsty without a happy ending.. i need a happily ever after ! when it comes to the group, i gravitate towards enha and nct fics but i'll read any group if i like the premise / it was recommended to me

idk if this is a very good descriptor of anything but i always try to look out for fics by @asahicore , @jaeyunverse , @jayflrt (and her fics for nct + svt (tyonfs + shuaflix)) , @heesbaby , @bruh-changbin , @dojunie to name a few.. these authors always have intriguing premises and fun characters + dynamics and writing styles i consistently love !!!

i.. hope this helps 🤍 thank u for asking !

#i really hope this is like.. a helpful response 😭 but i have no idea..#if u have any fic recs i'd love to check them out when i have time !!!#asks #anon

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mystverse · 11 months ago

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Oh thank you so much <3, @404tytrack

And these are my fav authors : @kozukensgf @jji-lee @lqfiles @mrkis @ohmygs-blog @hoondrop @neochan @naids4luv @rockstarhaechan @tddyhyck @tyonfs @yutaholic @ohmytyong @phoxphenex @sungiejpg @diorcities @dojunie @fullsunstrawberry @ghostofhyuck @galacticseonghwa @hugs2doie @jaeminvore @jammingjaem @lucyandthepen @luvyeni @markresonates

nothing will ever amaze me the way fanfiction authors do. like, you wrote silly little stories about my favorite little guys? and i can read them?? for free??? that’s fucking wild.

you poured your heart and soul and very being into your writing and then put it out there for anyone to read? insane.

you spend a truly incredible amount of time writing novel-length, high quality stories, again, FOR FREE, that anyone can read, again, FOR FREE??

shoutout to every single fic author in existence, you guys are fucking incredible and i love all of you so much

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fae-renjun · 4 months ago

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🗄️ TIA RECCOMMENDS... 𐔌 written fic recs 𐦯

୨୧ NCT:

⤷ no longer human by @neo-shitty › na jaemin x gn!reader › angst, post-apocalyptic!au, dystopian!au, childhood friends!au, best friends!au › 30k words

⤷ misdial by @dojunie › lee jeno x fem! reader › series, college!au, brother’s best friend › 66k words overall (ongoing)

⤷ demigods. by @choerrypuffs › dream 00 line x reader › series, camp halfblood!au, fluff › ~17k words on avg per fic

⤷ courduroy by @wincore › liu yangyang x fem!reader › bff2l, college au, fluff w/ some angst › 11.2k words

⤷ happier than ever by @rrxnjun › huang renjun x fem!reader › brother’s best friend, childhood friends, high school au, slice of life, coming of age, angst › 16k words

⤷ can i have a hug? by @cinnajun › huang renjun x fem!reader › established relationship, angst with a cute ending › 3.7k words

⤷ atlas cried by @cinnajun › lee jeno x fem!reader › high school au (rich boarding school style), soulmate!au, slow burn, enemies-ish to lovers › 24.7k words

& more tba

୨୧ RII7E:

⤷ that hot by @starlightkun › jung sungchan x fem!reader › non-idol!au meet-ugly (like a meet-cute but bad), strangers to lovers, a lot of fluff, forced proximity trope › 17.2k words

⤷ if you call me a fool, then i'll be a fool by @prdx-invdr › park wonbin x fem!reader › college!au, slice of life, fluff, slight angst, friends to lovers, idiots to lovers › 8.1k words

⤷ my only love, my only one by @mujeans › anton lee x fem!reader › angst, fluff, non-idol au, slice of life, bffs to lovers, slow-burn › 4k words

⤷ it's salty in the middle of those sweet moments by @prdx-invdr › anton lee x fem!reader › college!au, slice of life, swim team!au, fluff, angst (kinda), (one-sided) enemies to lovers › 6.6k words

⤷ fine lines by @sungbeam › jung sungchan x fem!reader › brother's best friend!au, friends-ish 2 lovers, vacation/summer au, fluff, humor › 10k words

& more tba

୨୧ OTHER GRPS:

⤷ extra cheesy by @sohnric › eric sohn x fem!reader › pizza boy!eric, very mild childhood friends to acquaintances to friends to lovers au. college au, fluff, slight angst, mutual pining, slowburn, jealous eric, oblivious reader › 31k words

⤷ are you happy? by @wavesmp3 › lee juyeon x reader › apocalypse au, angsty asf i almost cried › 2.3k words

⤷ millenium bug by @sohnric › eric sohn x fem!reader › 90s au, twenty-five twenty-one au, brother's best friend au, childhood friends au, fluff, slice of life, coming of age › 19k words

⤷ favourite sight by @restlessmaknae › kim leehan x fem!reader › boarding school au, summer class trip au, not-really-enemies to lovers, rich kids au, fluff, comedy › 6.7k words

& more tba

#recs [ faves! ]#fic recs #kpop fic recs

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marizhua · 9 months ago

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tbd

https://www.tumblr.com/dojunie/714146201298141184/messenger-hrj-smau

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kiachiako · 2 years ago

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april nct recs

my library of favorites from APR <3 all creds to authors

[ sorted by word count ]

series

JAEMIN | better than your next (i'm the next) | @ddeonuism 11.9k [ part one ]

RENJUN | messenger | @dojunie — smau | You find a phone number written on the mirror of the Sulim Library's second floor bathroom. It’s scrawled messily across the glass in erasable expo marker, the handwriting underneath almost closer to hieroglyphics than lettering— and what you thought it read, was ‘SEND DUCK PICS FOR A GOOD TIME.’ (You suppose, in hindsight, it was a good thing this person’s penmanship was so shit— because if you knew what it really said, you might have never stumbled across the oddly intriguing inbox of one Huang Renjun.)

oneshots

[m] JAEHYUN | seeds of pomegranates | @anashins 29.5k — The day the god of the underworld steals you away, he expects to have found a timid wife to make his isolated life more bearable. Little does he know that the rose he picked from the garden called earth bears knives instead of thorns, and he might not have found a timid wife, but a queen with a heart as dark as his.

[m] JAEHYUN | hearts are won at practice | @angelwonie 21.2k — jung jaehyun is an obnoxious, way too handsome footballer whom you have no intention of getting to know. at least until a series of coincidences forces you to spend time with him, and you realize there might be more to him than what meets the eye.

CHENLE | potential | @rrxnjun 20k — rich kids au, childhood friends au, friends with benefits au. angst, fluff, suggestive | You saw his potential without seeing credentials. And maybe that's the issue.

[m] HAECHAN | monochrome | @sundaysundaes — Lee Donghyuck once believed in the concept of soulmates—how fate would connect a red thread from one lover to another, in a form of dreams and memories. That was how his parents met, that was how they claimed their happiness, and he wanted nothing more but to live his life the way they lived theirs. Until one day, as he sees her slipping away from his hands, he has no choice but to stop believing entirely.

CHENLE | i still love you | @xiaodejunletsact 17.4k — high school can be complicated. thats why when your crush of three years, zhong chenle, approaches you out of nowhere offering to drive you home you are right to question his intentions.

HAECHAN | free trial wedding style | @liliansun 10.6k — when a random, cute, guy comes up to you and practically asks for you to follow along, you do so without much thought. that is until you get home and see he’s your new neighbor who just might need your help a little more than you expected.

[m] HAECHAN + MARK | the girl is mine | @luvrkives 10.5k — mark and hyuck can't stop fighting over you. who fucks you better, who makes you laugh more, who you like most, who fucks you better, yada yada yada. but honestly, why argue when you would happily take them both?

JAEHYUN | love you goodbye | @serendipityseulgi 10.3k — the one with the story of dysfunctional love between you and jaehyun. aka, you both want different things and your love isn’t always enough.

[m] JOHNNY | color evasion | @ncteez 8.7k — or the one where you join a kink website and a specific dom’s profile catches your attention enough to actually meet him at a hotel and practically ignore your safe words bc man, he’s good.

[m] HAECHAN + JAEHYUN | mine too | @waithyuck 7.5k — donghyuck x jaehyun x reader (f), smut, basically pwp

JAEHYUN | eye of affection | @aitarose 6.6k — for as long as he can remember, jaehyun’s world has been in black and white - giving him no reason to appreciate his mother’s profession as an artist and the beauties that art can provide. however, an accidental meeting with you gives him reason to doubt his former beliefs - proving to him that there may be true beauty in a world that’s void of everything bright, that beauty being the sunshine that you provide.

HAECHAN | full of love (and stars) | @httplastic 6k — friends/roommates to lovers, light angst

[m] HAECHAN | unavoidable | @sunpopz 5.8k — after swearing to yourself you're done catching feelings for people; you meet someone who makes that incredibly difficult. you think you can avoid him... then you're assigned a final together.

RENJUN | hard to let go | @cinnajun 4.3k — your high school friend group had an ambiguous and messy end, and you never got any closure for anything. two years later, and lee donghyuck’s girlfriend lives on the same floor as you, and you’re forced to face huang renjun, whose abandonment hurt you the most.

HAECHAN | she's quiet | @ijuliet 3.4k — although you were not looking to make new friends, the ones you had tried their hardest to push you out of your comfort zone to find something abnormal for you. which is why you’re at a frat party on a thursday night, watching as lee donghyuck observes you from afar.

[m] HAECHAN | all bark no bite | @jjsneo 2.5k — lee haechan is the most annoying man you’ve ever encountered. but that doesn’t mean you don’t find him hot; and maybe that’s why he has you flat on his mattress one night at a random frat party.

JAEHYUN | in the rain | @sehunniepotwrites 1.9k — All this time, you were looking for love in the wrong places and in the wrong people. As a serial dater, you never thought you would find it in the pouring rain and in the person you trusted the most.

. . .

ur fav recs n fics blog is back hehe | happy reading <3

xoxo

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haesungist · 2 years ago

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REACTIONS !!

this is mainly for me to keep up with post i like so i can read again, but i’m sharing it incase anyone is looking. lmk if they’re are any mistakes because i rushed through this at like 4am 😭

nct dream

as boyfriends - @neochan

their kinks - @neochan

cuddling - @neochan

how they get off - @neochan

catching you staring - @neochan

you sending them a nsfw picture - @neochan

napping - @cinnajun

how drunk they get at parties - @dojunie

how they sound when they fuck you - @mrkis

asking to spit in your mouth - @mrkis

your first time - @mrkis

they get a boner - @mrkis

saying you love them for the first time - @mrkis

being teased by their s/o - @mrkis

skinship - @yongislong

love languages - @yongislong

love languages - @yuroids

their favorite places to kiss you - @yuroids

holding hands - @hesbambi

kissing their cheek - @hesbambi

cuddly s/o - @hesbambi

kissing their s/o - @hesbambi

calling them babygirl - @doyozen

how they kiss you - @ja3mln

ass or tits - @ja3mln

you getting clingy while their busy - @ja3mln

asking you to come over - @ja3mln

you ignoring them - @haekisses

dating them - @aemoonie

as best friends - @aemoonie

small things with them - @aemoonie

the moment they know - @aemoonie

innocent touches - @luvyeni

texting them 1 - @ohmygs-blog

calling them babygirl - @ohmygs-blog

staring - @yongislong

when they’re clingy - @hugs2doie

dirty text - @mrkis

"i can't focus with your hand down my—oh, fuck." - @catboyieejeno

in bed - @multifandomfantasies

nct 127

how they are in bed - @neochan

#— noelle’s recs 💟#— reactions 🦕#— nct dream #— nct 127 #— mark lee 🍳#— huang renjun 🦢

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jiamour · 3 years ago

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nightmare blunt rotation

pairing: jeno x reader

genre: crack, a little bit suggestive, established relationship, just some guys hanging out

warnings but they’re written like ao3 tags: 18+ (it’s not smut or anything i just don’t want kids to read this), marijuana use, jeno is a lightweight, ¿somnophilia? (but like not really, he’s conscious, the lights just aren’t on in his head, everything that happens is consensual and has pre-established boundaries!!), jeno forgets how to use his mouth, drool (kinda sorta), puppy jeno, oral fixation, hair pulling, jisung thinks he’s stuck in a box and starts crying😔, gilf hunter jaemin, ¿dumbification?, if you get it you get it i just like dumb pliant men, wrote this while high and then didn’t proof read it

word count: 3.4k

sound track: here !!

a/n: shout out to the girlie who helped concoct this monstrosity @dojunie <3 couldn’t have done it w/o you😔🙏

a/n/n: disclaimer this is a major exaggeration of being stoned, do not let this fic scare you away, youll probably only get horny sleepy and hungry

summary: rule 1 is have a good time, rule 2 is dont invite jeno. sadly, the latter was not abided by and now the boys have 3 kids on the way, 1 failed engagement, and 2 money laundering schemes (allegedly)

alternatively: jeno rolls “worst joint ever” asked to leave marks grandmothers basement

marks grandmothers basement was NOT made to hold 7 people. but, mark was watching over her place for a couple weeks while she was on an ‘intimate’ retreat with her boyfriend jaemin, and he swore on his life that it was cool there.

mark had made the grave mistake of thinking the ‘gilf hunter’ occupation in jaemins instagram description was a joke. he invited him over for an innocent brunch with his sweet elderly grandmother only for him to find out 3 months later that jaemin had fucked off to florida with her to swing with other old people, leaving mark in charge of watering her plants and feeding her cats for 2 weeks.

~impromptu text so tumblr is annoying ~

“don’t touch that!” mark yelled, diving at donghyuck who was flipping over a picture frame hung on the wall that had previously been facing backwards. mark made sure to hide every picture of his grandmother before everyone had arrived, not taking anymore risks. making extra sure to discard of the photo with both jaemin and his grandmother present, jaemins arm around her and an evil taunting smile on his lips.

“chill man,” donghyuck laughed, trying to break himself out of marks hold but when mark firmly locked his arms to his sides he gave up and lets himself be manhandled onto the couch without much protest, “i’m a gay man, i don’t want her.”

“he’s heard that one before,” chenle’s shrieking laughter filled the room. god, there really wasn’t supposed to be this many people in this basement, especially loud people whose second language was fighting, and first was arguing.

the basement in question was a basement. nothing extraordinary like mark insisted, you assumed it was just a ploy so that he wouldn’t have to spend the night alone again. the wallpaper was old and peeling off the wall but what could be seen was a dull pink flower pattern, and the washer and dryer seemed to be perpetually running without any clothes inside.

jisung sat cross legged on top of the dryer, he was leaned back so his head occasionally bounced off the wall but he insisted it was comfortable and made him feel like he was on a bus ride everytime he closed his eyes. why he wanted to feel like he was riding a bus, no one could be sure and no one asked. not even renjun who was standing in front of him looking stressed out with his arms out stretched, ready to try to catch the larger boy if he fell. this would probably only result in renjun being crushed but you didn’t want to tell him that and mess with his vibes.

“hey baby, can you give me a paw? no? that’s okay. mark! where do you keep the cat treats?” jeno asked. and there he was, menance of the hour, squat down beside one of the cats mark was supposed to be watching, giving them a nice pat.

jeno wasn’t supposed to be here. he had read the notification over your shoulder before you had noticed he was even there and went, “oh? sesh at marks tonight?” you didn’t have the heart to tell him he wasn’t invited but chenles look of disapproval when he saw jeno following you into the basement was almost enough to make you wish you did.

in normal scenarios none of you had anything against jeno, in fact you all loved jeno. he was a regular boy next door type, the kind of guy who would change a flat tire for you or tell you that he’s not mad he’s just disappointed if you ever wronged him. mark wanted to add that jeno was also the kind of guy who would respectfully decline a full inclusive trip to florida with someone’s grandmother UNLIKE OTHER PEOPLE HE KNOWS.

but that was all sober jeno. stoned jeno was another story. stoned jeno was scary. and each and every single person in that room was trying to think of a way to get him out of there.

“uhh yeah i think there’s some on the kitchen counter if you want to check,” mark informed jeno on the location of the cat treats and jeno nodded, he stood up and brushed off his knees with a small smile.

“you coming with me, baby?” jeno asked the cat who promptly ignored him and licked at its paws but when he began to walk back upstairs the cat followed after him.

as soon as the door shut behind them, you all looked up at eachother.

“do we lock it?” chenle asked, and you can see everyone silently consider the option. would it be rude to lock jeno upstairs? probably. would it save you a lot of trouble that night? definitely.

“no, that would be mean,” jisung frowned and placed his hands beneath his thighs, leaning forward, much to renjuns discontent.

“who cares about being mean?” donghyuck fought back, “this is a matter of survival, life or death.”

“don’t be dramatic,” you rolled your eyes but that turned the entire room against you, you should have stayed quiet.

“how can you even-“ donghyuck paused and closed his eyes, taking a breath to calm himself, “i cant believe you brought him here.”

“he saw the notification! what else was i supposed to do?“ you whisper yelled and before an eruption of voices could respond chenle cut them off.

“we don’t have time to argue about this, he’ll be back any second,” chenle reminded, “rock, paper, scissors. who ever wins gets to choose what we do.”

the basement unanimously agreed this was a good call. it went on 4 rounds until donghyuck won.

“we lock him out,” donghyuck decided without hesitation.

“go do it then,” mark nudged him, trying to get him off the couch but he didnt budge.

“me?” donghyuck looked scandalized, hugging a needlepoint cushion to his chest, “you do it, you’re closer.”

“barely?!”

“i don’t want to be the bad guy!”

“but you are!”

the basement door opened and jeno returned, catless, “sorry i took forever, there’s four whole cats up there, also! i grabbed a lighter, i wasn’t sure if we had one but we do now-“ jeno stopped on the steps, noticing everyone staring at him (minus donghyuck who was groaning into the cushion he had his face buried in), “what were you guys talking about?” he tilted his head slightly to the side.

so much for that plan.

no one could tell him, that was for sure. you could almost image the puppy ears flattening on his head, he wouldn’t let it go for weeks, maybe months.

“nothing,” you eventually sighed to break the uncomfortable silence, gesturing with your hand for him to come over to where you were sitting. when he was close enough you grabbed his hand in your own giving it a little squeeze and he smiled down at you, standing between your spread legs.

it didn’t really matter what anyone said anyway. unbeknownst to everyone else, jeno had taken an edible about 30 minutes prior so he was basically a ticking time bomb. you could already notice the increased drag of his feet and the droop of his eyelids, it wouldn’t be much longer.

“are we doing this or what?” chenle complained, “i’ve gotta pass out by 1 so i can be up in time for my shift tomorrow.”

things were tense between mark and jeno, at least according to jeno. he was sat cross legged across from mark, tapping at his phone with his entire hand, which was covered almost entirely by his hoodie sleeve.

you received a sophistically written ‘he’s so mean >:( mark lee‘ promptly 5 minutes after jeno had started typing.

‘be nice’ you responded and he squinted his eyes at the bubble that popped up. he scrunched up his face with a pout and held the screen an inch away from his face with both hands trying to read the message without his tunnel vision blurring it for him.

“cant focus?” you giggled beside him, knocking your head against his shoulder as he shook his head, “poor pup.”

jeno’s one sided beef with mark had started a month ago. the last time the two had gotten high together he had managed to convince himself that mark and donghyuck had gotten married without informing him because of their matching surnames. no matter how many time mark fought back, jeno didn’t believe him. he had even given him the cold shoulder in return for not being chosen as marks best man.

the fact that donghyuck had been currently leaning on marks shoulder had further cemented this betrayal in jeno’s mind, or at least what was left of it.

“stop pouting at me,” donghyuck complained, “we’ll invite you to the next one.”

“shut up,” mark whined as jeno’s pout grew 10 fold. he knocked donghyuck’s head off his shoulder but smiled as soon as they made eye contact.

no one was sure what was going on between them but everyone knew that there was something. mostly because donghyuck had changed his facebook relationship status from ‘single’ to ‘its complicated’ and “accidently” sent a link to his account in the groupchat so mark would see. everyone, including mark, could see through it because the only other signs of life on his account where the yearly “happy birthday” posts he made for his rich aunt.

if ever asked about it, donghyuck would answer that they were “soulmates” and mark would say that donghyuck was a “pain in the ass.”

“h-help,” jisung hiccuped a sob behind you. you had been trying to ignore chenle’s routine torturing of jisung, knowing renjun would stop it when it went too far but it would be rude to ignore jisungs calls any longer.

you glanced over you shoulder to see chenle’s hands held flat in the air miming like the other was stuck in a box. chenle was mouthing words but no sounds were coming out which heightened jisungs anxiety even further. he knocked his fists against the fake air box he was stuck in and sobbed further when they halted mid swing as if there actually was a wall there.

when jisung’s eyes caught your own and he sent a plea of help you gave him a look of confusion and mouthed back wordlessly. was it a bit of a dick move? yes. but was it funny? kinda.

“pleASE,” jisung sobbed, “i have a family, i have a-“ his words squeaked off. this was enough to convince renjun that anymore teasing would have given jisung a lifetime of therapy bills.

he got up from the couch and picked up his imaginary hammer, smashing the imaginary box, freeing jisung from his prison. jisung instantly fell into his arms and sniffled into renjuns shoulder as chenle maniacally giggled.

“it’s okay ji,” renjun cooed, patting jisungs back, “let’s get you some more weed to calm you down.”

“i want ikea meatballs,” renjun said looking around waiting for someone else to acknowledge him, “does anyone else really want ikea meatballs right now?”

“fuck off, be quiet,” chenle grumbled from the couch, his feet kicked up on the table, a bucket hat pulled down over his eyes.

“ikea…” jisung repeated to himself bouncing his legs so fast he swore the whole room was shaking.

the room wasn’t shaking. in fact, jeno felt quite stable. he was a big fan of gravity he must admit, it was very comfortable, like a big everywhere blanket covering him.

jeno always claimed weed barely worked on him, it just “mellowed him out.” half of that was true. when jeno was high he lived deep inside of his mind, a scary place to everyone but himself. though he sat there unmoving, eyes closed, mouth hanging open slightly in a permanent pout, his mind was racing.

donghyuck feared him especially. one fateful night left jeno dramatically winking at him everytime they passed a cop. donghyuck had always been too afraid to ask what jeno thinks he did. he’d rather live in ignorance but he knows one day it’s gonna get him in deep shit.

“how many coins do you think we can fit in his mouth today?” mark asked looking at jeno’s open mouth intently. jeno didn’t show any sign that he had heard.

donghyuck hummed and got a closer look at jeno’s face. he moved around him to inspect every angle, jeno didn’t move, “i think atleast 25,” donghyuck answered.

you snapped in front of jeno’s eyes and he didn’t react, at first. about 30 seconds later he blinked and recoiled at the action before quickly settling back into place, “40,” you answered.

“i’ll get my grandmothers penny collection,” mark said, getting up to grab the 3 peanut jars full of coins his grandma had stored in an old chest.

mark placed the coin jars in front of you and you scooted in front of jeno, waiting for him to acknowledge your presence. he doesn’t.

“hey jen,” you smiled softly as you poured some coins into your hand, “can you open your mouth a bit more for me?”

he looked at you blankly for a couple seconds before he followed your instructions. you smiled and ruffled his hair with your free hand and he leaned into your touch.

you held a coin up to his mouth and he let you slide it in without any resistance.

“one,” you counted and placed another coin on his tongue.

by 15 donghyuck had fallen over into marks lap, unable to hold himself up as he uncontrollably cackled at the number of coins jeno had yet to acknowledge in his mouth.

at 28 jeno’s face scrunched up, a confused look on his brows. everyone held their breath. jeno settled back into his blank stare. you placed another coin in his mouth.

you placed the 43rd coin in jeno’s mouth and he glared. he shook his head like a dog trying to get water out of fur and watched as a coin fell out of his mouth and pinged against the floor.

“bleh,” jeno stuck his tongue out and shook his head again, letting all 43 coins tumble out his mouth. he looked at the scattered coins in confusion like he had no idea where they had come from. the crowd cheered, all proud you were able to beat your record of 29.

even after the coin removal his mouth hung open. god, he looked dumb. you placed a hand on his cheek and pat it softly, placing a thumb on his lips and leveraging his mouth open wider. you slip your thumb completely in his mouth and place it atop his tongue when he followed your guidance.

he stared at you without a thought behind his eyes.

“good boy,” you hummed and he perked up, the corners of his lips twitched up, looking love drunk.

you ran your thumb along the inside of his gums and his tongue followed along. his mouth was almost completely dry, you didn’t know if his cotton mouth was from the coins or the weed.

you ran your finger along his teeth and gums trying to see what would make his squirm, eventually you settled on his tongue. you press down on it, your other fingers beneath his chin, holding him in place.

you drill holes into jeno with your eyes watching for his next move.

he reached out to paw at your thighs but you tut as soon as contact is made, “hands to yourself,” you cooed patronizingly, pressing down harder on his tongue. he pulled his hands back and placed them politely in his lap.

you keep your thumb in place but nothing happens.“dumb dog,” you frowned.

he shrunk down, to the best of his ability, struggling to move with your hand holding his head in place. his imaginary puppy ears pressed flat against his head.

“cant even drool right,” you rolled your eyes and moved your thumb back just slightly, he chased it with his tongue and you lock it behind his teeth pulling him forward.

he’s tugged along easily and your finger pulled out of his mouth, your hand moved to stroke his cheek. your teeth clashed with the force of the kiss and you laughed pulling back to kiss him again gently. jeno loses the ability to kiss when he’s high, his lips leave his control and his mouth falls open all sloppy and desperate.

he tasted like metal and it’s kind of fucking gross but it’s also a little hot and doesn’t stop you from taking advantage of the mess of jeno in front of you.

you pulled away and he chased you again, managing to catch you in another short kiss before you pushed him back gently by his shoulders.

“my turn,” haechan sang and pushed himself past you and infront of jeno.

mark hands were folded together in front of him, his jaw clenched and his eyes watched the two of them like a hawk, “i would like to see it.”

jeno pushed donghyuck away as soon as he gets close and holds his hands out in front of him asking for you to sit with him again. donghyuck winced dramatically and fell to the floor, he layed flat and stoped moving entirely, you later find out he fell asleep. jeno completely ignored him.

“open wide for me again pup,” you said, sliding yourself back in front of him and hold a water bottle up to his mouth. he followed your instructions, albeit delayed, and you gave him a pat on the cheek.

water ran down jeno’s face, he struggled to swallow it as you poured it into his mouth. when the stream of water reached his neck you placed the bottle down and he didn’t move to wipe the water off of his face.

as the water began to slide below his hoodie you catch it with your tongue, lick up his neck and chin before reaching his lips and drink up the remaining water inside of his mouth.

his mouth is wide and giving but it’s not enough. the fingers of both of your hands reached around and squeezed lightly, he gasped, his jaw dropping further.

he doesn’t know how he’s supposed to move his lips to follow yours and it’s endearing the way he misses and kisses at your cheeks and chin.

you slide your hands back, they grazed the ends of his long strands of hair that you had been begging him to grow up. you twirled your fingers around tufts of his hair, your hand travelled up until it was able to grab a large chunk.

you tugged and he got pulled back with a whimper. his eyes were glassy and empty but his soft sounds of pain show he’s still there despite how pliantly he allowed you to move him around and angle his head to kiss you better.

you pulled even harder and he bares his neck, allowing you to messily mouth at it and tease gently with your teeth, your grip didn’t loosen on his hair.

“god you’re useless aren’t you puppy,” you cooed and he whimpered, though you were sure it was only from the pain, his thoughts being too jumbled and far away to understand anything but your tone of voice. you decided to pull harder one more time just for good measure.

you loved how he just sat there and took it.

jeno pat jisung on the back when he saw him the next day. jisung jumped, startled and jeno laughed.

“crazy night last night wasn’t it?” jeno asked with a wink and jisung nervously laughed.

“huh?” jisung asked as jeno rubbed at his arm pulling him into a side hug.

“like crazy, crazy. congrats dude, i’m proud of you for real.”

‘proud… of me…?’ jisung froze.

“being a father this young isn’t an easy job but i know you’re up to the job.”

‘oh my god,’ jisung felt his soul leave his body, wanting to fall to his knees in agony, ‘not a-fucking-gain’

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