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[sleeping-sirens]

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[sleeping-sirens]

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[sleeping-sirens]

OKAYY first of all thank you for dedicating this to me WHAT????!!!! i’m so honored 🥹🥹💗💗

also LOOK WHO WENT LIVE EARLIER LOOKING SO FLY

HIS LONG HAIR 😭😭😭 nobody can take it away from me but this is how i imagined him in this little drabble JDBDISJSIDJZDBWI 🥹 it was sooo cute literally had butterflies all over😭😭😭

summary. in which, your boyfriend offers to give you a brazilian wax when you’re too scared to do it yourself

pairings. jeonghan x reader (f)

genre. fluff, established relationship

warnings. brief mentions of insecurities, mentions of past sex between reader and jeonghan ofc, photography lol, also not proofread cus i’m lazy

notes. this is dedicated to @sleeping-sirens c: hehe enjoy this !! a haechan one is in the works !!

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“love, what’s wrong?” jeonghan asks you, watching you sigh at your phone for the thousandth time in the thirty minutes.

you hum in question, not being able to hear what he was saying as you were too focused reading a link you found, trailing your eyes off your screen to look at your boyfriend.

“i asked what was wrong and you’re frowning,” he points out, also wearing a frown since you were.

you shake your head, turning your phone off and placing it down beside you. “i’m reading how to wax your own vagina.” you admit, sighing once again.

“huh?” his lips part slightly and his eyes widened.

“i’m too scared to go to a waxer and have a stranger stare at my vagina. like i tried already, i drove my ass there but i couldn’t get out of my car cause i was too scared. so i’m just trying to see if i can do it myself–“

jeonghan pauses his show on the tv before turning his body to face you. his hands reach out to grasp your upper arm and rub it up and down soothingly.

“hey, hey, baby you’re talking fast. it’s okay.” he calms you down.

the corners of your lips curve upwards in a small smile. “sorry.” you apologize.

“you don’t need to apologize baby,” he assured you. “does it seem easy?”

you tilt your head at him, confused on what he’s asking.

“the waxing–what did you read?” he answers your thoughts.

you blink. “oh, uhm, yeah it seems easy. i’m just scared to inflict pain on myself and i don’t know if i’ll be able to see everything.”

he nods, understanding your point of view before he responds with something you were not expecting.

“let me wax you.” he says, seriousness written all over his face.

the crease between your brows softened. “what?”

“let me wax you.” he repeats himself.

in all your years of knowing jeonghan and then dating him for two, he has never judged you or acted weird about anything that concerned your body. instead, always meeting you at the same wavelength of excitement and curiosity.

jeonghan has seen every crevice and cracks on your body, regarding the intimate nights, taking showers together, or just changing in front of each other. you’ve explored it all. you hold a lot of trust for this man, which is why you didn’t have any difficulties saying yes.

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“how long are you gonna watch that video?” you whine out, slumped body resting against the couch as you watched your personal waxer for today stare at his phone with his eyebrows furrowed in deep concentration.

“baby, i’m watching this so i don’t hurt you.” he sternly tells you, eyes never leaving the screen until the video shortly ends.

you slump in your seat, muttering an “i know”.

he stands up from the couch, grabbing the folded towel and sprawling it out neatly on the floor beside you. “someone sounds eager for their boyfriend to wax their pussy.” he teases you, kneeling down next to the wax heater, stirring it in circles with the wooden stick.

you extend your foot out to lightly kick his arm. “shut up,” you huff.

he softly giggles, his cheek bones sitting prettily below his crescent shaped eyes. “i’m just teasing, baby.”

you’re lying on the towel hannie has laid out for you, one of his shirts swallows your body and the lose fabric rides down your thighs, exposing your underwear and legs.

he taps the bare skin just below your butt. you lift your hips up as he tugs at the lace and tossing them behind him.

“this is different– me taking off your underwear and i’m not about to eat you out.”

the palm of your hand meets your face. “you’re about to be fired on your first day.”

he leans down for his lips to meet with your knee. his hands rubbing your shin.

he lets out a breath, “you ready?”

you blankly stare at the ceiling, a sudden wave of anxiety hits you because you realize your boyfriend, who you very much love and see a future with, will be sitting in front of your vagina ripping strips of hair out. you want to know what he’s thinking.

you lift your head up, your chin touching your collarbone as you meet eyes with him. “what’re you thinking right now?” you ask, taking your bottom lip in to nervously nibble on.

“i’m thinking that im just doing something for my girlfriend because i want to help her.” he answers your anxious mind.

you softly smile at him before your head hits the floor, relaxing your body. “okay im ready.”

“i love you.”

“i know.”

he scoops up a bit of the wax, swirling the stick in a circular motion and brings it over to you, he pokes your thighs to open your legs for him and his hand is hovering over your center.

you quickly close your legs. “wait!“

his face is deadpan.

“you sure you know what you’re doing–“

he with the stick still in his hand he forced your legs open. “if you ask me again one more time, you’re not getting waxed you’ll be getting fucked.” he exclaims while laughing, but you know he’s serious.

you groan, “okay, go.” your hands instinctively grabbing at the shirt that covers your upper half, clenching the cotton fabric tightly.

he mumbles quietly that he’s going to start, kissing your knee once more before you feel him spreading the wax on your sensitive skin. it was warm, an unusual but not an unfamiliar feeling yet it still had your face twist.

“ok it has to sit for about thirty seconds before i can pull it, how you doing?” again, jeonghan being attentive towards you and making sure you’re comfortable and observing how you’re feeling.

you nod, “good, actually.”

he grins happily at your response.

“ok i’m gonna pull now, sorry in advance baby.” he apologizes with a pout, already knowing the pain that can occur from waxing especially on the private areas.

you shake your head, anticipating the pain to come. “just go.” you urge.

he flicks up the end of the wax, holding it between his thumb and index finger. you bite your lip, clenching your shirt in your hands preparing yourself for the rip.

jeonghan takes a deep breath before he rips the wax off like a bandaid.

“ow! fuck!” you curse out, your eyes shut tight.

he presses his hand down on the skin, muttering apologies over and over until you open your eyes.

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"you did good, hannie!" you compliment him.

he puts the hand mirror down and helps you to slide on your underwear, his hands stop right in the middle of your thighs.

you turn your head to stare at him. "what're you doing?"

you angle your legs so you're able to look at him and you find him gawking at your bare pussy.

"can i take a picture?" he asks.

you lift your head up. "what? for what?" you knew this wasn't just going to be a waxing session with your boyfriend. he's been practically drooling staring at your pussy. you wouldn’t be surprised if the man had a boner right now.

"i should take pictures of my progress no?" his lips quirked.

you drop your head with pursed lips, waving him away with your hand. "hurry up." he grins taking off your underwear again.

he reaches for his phone before hurrying over back to you. he mumbles to himself, not being able to catch what he said. with his phone still in his hand he grabs your shins and pushes your legs towards your chest, from his view your lips are slightly pushed together and puffed out. this position is extremely lewd and embarrassing with him being the only one fully clothed. you're very open to trying out jeonghan's sexual fantasies. taking inappropriate photos is not something new between the both of you and with a rule that they only stay between you two.

"hold your legs in the air for me baby," he instructs.

you do as he says, your feet in the air and your freshly waxed pussy exposed.

he takes a couple shots before tossing his phone on the couch. "fuck you're so sexy." crawling over you to connect his lips with yours and before you're able to cup the back of his neck and pull him in for more, he pulls away giving you a hand to sit up.

"if i kiss you longer i will cum in my pants and i read that you can't have sex for 24 hours after a brazilian wax." he tells you, his lips curved downward in a pout.

you roll your eyes, quickly sliding your panties back on. "what a loss." you sigh dramatically.

he narrows his eyes at you. "no, i don't care for that you meanie." he defends himself, flicking your forehead but not too harsh.

"kidding."

he cups the side of your face, his nose grazing yours as he peers into your eyes. "tomorrow night, you're mine though. i need a review and rating on how i did.”

[sleeping-sirens]

i’m self reblogging this because it got nowhere ☹️☹️ is it that bad?????☹️

everything that you’re made of ★ lee haechan

pairing : haechan x f reader

genre : fair amount of fluff (i hope) + smut (minors dni)

summary : there are a lot of things that you love about haechan and tonight you’re letting everything off your chest. while you used your words to express your love for him, haechan chose another alternative for the same purpose.

word count : 3060 words.

warnings : haechan is in love with your smell, body worship, make out sessions, pet names (baby, pretty baby, sweetheart), curse words (fuck), oral + fingering (f receiving), squirting. (let me know if i missed anything)

a/n : …nobody talks to me. this wasn’t supposed to be a smut work but i let my intrusive thoughts win over.

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his nose nuzzles in the crook of your neck while his lips curl up into the perfect shape, to draw small kisses on your skin. he kisses you very slow, taking all his time. his eyes are closed and his breathing is uneven, gentle sighs are leaving his lips after every kiss. his breath blows against your skin, causing butterflies to erupt in your lower stomach.

everytime you weave your fingers through his long black hair, his kiss would last longer, would go slower and you’d feel his lips push more through the soft flesh of your neck. his lips are plump, plushy and more swollen than normal with desire.

your back curves into the perfect arch off the mattress, like the rainbow. he’s the sun and you’re the rainstorm with raging goosebumps hitting your skin like lightning with each of his touches. your heart thunders inside your ribcage he can feel your fast pulse through his lips on your heated skin.

his hand travels habitually to the prominent swell of your boob, specifically on the cusp of it, fingers boldly brushing over your hard nipple, traveling till your under boob and settling there, thumb pushing into your ribs. you breathe hard beneath him, trying to contain the feeling of wetness pooling down your panties. everytime you have the reflex to close your legs and rub them together to ease the pain of pleasure, he’d lustfully nudge his pelvis into you, spreading your legs even more. the hand that’s on your boob swiftly goes down to the underside of your thigh, helping you settle it around his waist, securing it completely still.

everytime you even think of closing them, he pushes his body further down on you, rutting his hard on into your clothed, juicy cunt. you’re flushed against him, heat bubbling inside your tummy and rising up from your back, expanding through your shoulders and rushing to your cheeks. the situation you’re in is so lewd and very arousing and you’re so in love with everything that is haechan right now.

“haechan…” you moan out, chest heaving and breathing speeding up. your perfectly round and deliciously period-in-one-day swollen boobs are jutting into his black t-shirt clothed chest with each sharp intake of your breath. “baby…”

he hums. he hums for god’s sake. he hums for your misery. he hums while not stopping. he hums while only continuing to give you more and more pleasure with every kiss, every lick, every bite. and his little, honey glazed voice, thick with pleasure is all it takes for you to let out a ridiculous whine.

“you’re so sweet,” haechan sucks on the skin just above where your breasts meet. where you spray your fresh coconut perfume every day, where droplets of sweat travel down under your clothes. and the mixture is just about enough for him to go crazy, for blood to pump harder through his veins, all down to his cock. “could drown in your scent all night.”

he takes a deep breath, taking in your intoxicating smell before he starts going down on you, painfully slow, his lips kiss down between the alley of your boobs, and he goes down until his nose disappears between them. when you look down, the only thing you can make out of his face is the slit in his eyebrow, one of the many things you die but not be in love with.

“can’t get enough of you,” he chants after every kiss on your skin. “can’t get enough of you, goddamn.” he takes a deep breath, filling his lungs deeply with your scent. you look down at him with a loving gaze, a hazy smile tugging at your lips. he’s so engrossed in his own thoughts, he’s so full of you, to the brim.

“you smell so good,” he licks a strip from the top of the space between your breasts till the base, burying his nose even deeper into your skin. “you’re so soft, and you smell so sweet…god, fuck.”

his entire body hums with pleasure with just his face between your boobs, nibbling on your skin gently and brushing his nose horizontally on your chest. his fingers slither from your thigh up to the hem of your camisole, tugging on it before slipping his fingers past the silky tissue and gripping on your waist. he doesn’t even flinch when you rake your fingers through his hair, he only swims deeper into his pleasure. a whiny moan escapes his throat, his breathy voice vibrating through your chest and eliciting sparks to erupt along the skin of your spine.

haechan barely pulls his head away from your skin just to bite on your right nipple from above your silky camisole. you moan out loud, pelvis bucking up into his own. “haechan…” you pull onto his black strands of hair. “baby look at me.” you meekly whisper, trying to contain yourself. the soft makeout session you had earlier turning into something you didn’t even expect, but you both happened to be so horny and so needy for each other that this was bound to happen.

first you needed to bring haechan back to you because he’s way too gone to be even conscious of what he’s doing. “baby look up.” you tap on his forehead three times, rubbing your thumb on his steamy skin, caressing the slit on his eyebrow until you reach his cheekbone that’s plastered on your inviting skin. you tap your finger again on his cheek and that seems to gain his attention.

his eyes shoot up and he gazes at you devotedly, lust filling his siren eyes. your insides clench around nothing when you make eye contact with him. you bite your lip and breathe deeply before smiling down at him.

“hi,” you brush his hair out of his forehead.

“hi,” he whispers in a low voice, breathing labored and lips swollen. a smile blooms on his face while scrambling up to you.

you smile at each other, foolishly in love. your fingers keep playing with his hair as he makes his way to position himself right on top of you, leveling his head with yours and supporting his body with his elbows.

“welcome back,” you comment when you see him breathing normally, eyes back into their round shape. “feeling good?”

he pecks you softly. “you drive me fucking crazy.” he breathes on top of your lips and you giggle at that. “let’s make out some more, please.” he whines, making you chuckle even louder.

“let’s take a small break, yeah?”

he hums. “what do you wanna do?”

“let’s just talk.”

“talk?”

you hum and he makes himself comfortable in your arms, feeling tired after having his body propped up on top of you. he snuggles into your chest and you wrap your arms around him lovingly.

“what do you wanna talk about?” he asks softly. almost like a small kid whose parents promised him some candy if he keeps calm. he’s gazing up at you with tender eyes, he looks comfortable and you smile at that.

you caress his cheek sweetly, leaning down to plant a kiss on his forehead, then on the bridge of his nose to finally arrive at his lips. when you pull away, he stretches his neck cutely to chase your lips again for another kiss, but you gently push your palm into his chest.

“i love your eyes. i love the shape of them.”

“really? how much?” he smugly asks.

“so much.” you reply instantly, finding it a great opportunity to just express your love to him, since he loves to be complimented. “i love how you look at me. i can see so much love inside them when you do. they always look so soft…and gentle. they’re so small but when you concentrate on talking about something, you sometimes zone out and they go big, so big actually,” you laugh when he looks at you quizzically. “but it’s so cute.” you scrunch your nose at him.

he contemplates your words for a moment, a hint of a smile playing at his lips. “what more do you love about me?”

he takes you off guard and a small hum escapes your throat but you smile down at him.

“i love when you press your lips together and the dimple on your cheek pops up. i think it’s so stinking adorable.”

haechan is impressed to say the least at how specific you’re being but he doesn’t seem to be able to form a sarcastic comment to tease you. he listens to you quietly and you’re both grateful and worried because he’s always been the type to have an obvious reaction for everything.

“what else?”

“eh?”

“tell me,” he shrugs. “i know there’s more.”

you sigh. “there is.”

he looks at you expectantly.

“okay. i’ll tell you.” you whisper and you don’t even have to take long to think before you give him an answer.

“i love how your face is heart shaped.” you see him laugh soundlessly, eyes squeezing shut in the process. you smile as you continue. “like your entire face.” you trace his cheekbones with your index finger and he relaxes under your touch. “from your forehead, to your cheeks down to your chin… it looks like a heart for me. i can also see a heart in the shape of your nose.” you boop his nose as you talk and he scrunches it before you pinch it. “and i think your lips are also heart shaped, i don’t know if that’s true, maybe i’m just hallucinating but god, you’re so adorable.” you breathe out.

haechan puckers his lips up at you, waiting for a kiss after you complimented his lips. you do as he wishes without hesitation. afraid you might pull away from him too soon, he places his hand behind your neck and sets you in place, deepening the kiss. it’s still a soft kiss. it’s the kind of heated kiss that keeps you wanting more. his tongue is daintily caressing your lips, pulling hotly on them with his teeth and inhaling your faint moans.

your hand travels to his cheek, thumb caressing his prominent cheekbone. he drags the hand that was placed on your neck to place it on top of your hand that’s on his face. his fingers wrap around your small hand, engulfing it completely, like a soft blanket. a smile sneaks to your lips, halting the kiss to a stop.

haechan breathes hard against your face and butterflies erupt inside your stomach when he brings your palm to his lips and kisses it, softly and unhurriedly. you gaze lovingly at him, his eyes are closed, hair slightly curtaining over them.

“this is a weirdly specific one but i love your finger’s shape, you have slightly big joints and i love it. especially your thumb, i don’t know your hands are just so manly,” you say as you caress the shape of each of his fingers. “even this weirdly shaped pinky of yours is cute.”

“oh god, you’re so in love with me. nearly three years into the relationship and you’re still as obsessed with me as the first day, aren’t you?”

“i actually am, i won’t deny it for once.”

“you know exactly what you’re setting yourself up for, mhmm sweetheart?”

you bite your lips, suppressing a smile. you know how bad he’s going to use this conversation in his advantage whenever he’s going to want to tease you in the future. he’s going to be so cocky about it, always rubbing it in your face, how much you love him. he’s going to show off to all of his friends and your family, whenever, wherever he wants.

but you don’t care. there’s so much love for him inside you that you sometimes feel suffocated. and telling him seems to be your only remedy, because you can’t seem to control how you breathe when he’s all over you. you can’t seem to control yourself when he’s around.

your brain is full of him, always lingering on the thoughts of him. he’s just so attractive to you, from his personality to the way he treats you, the way he treats his family and your family as well. there’s so much to him than his teasing. he’s so respectful and so loving, he tries so hard to always understand you and he never ceases to make you feel loved.

he’s truly wonderful and you feel blessed everyday to have him in your life. you never saw a boring day with him and he always knows how to keep the sparks alive.

“yes. but i don’t care. i’m so in love with you. and your moles and your lips and your eyes and voice and hands and smile and how good you are to me and to everyone around you. i just love everything that you’re made of, haechan.” you breathlessly blurt out.

in the blink of an eye, haechan’s expression changes. it’s still soft and loving but his eyes are now reflecting a burning emotion. his body tenses up with desire and he feverishly kisses you.

it’s passionate, breathtaking, and so messy but filled with yearning, eagerness. he’s suddenly so greedy to mark you, to make you all his over and over again. his ego is boosted to the max, your words burning into him like embers. heat travels up his ears, buzzing with a strident sound and his mind is gone crazy. he’s so infatuated with you, so crazy in love with you he feels his heart on the verge of exploding.

“god, oh god how do you expect me to just not eat you the fuck out after saying those things to me.” he whispers in defeat.

he doesn’t even wait for you to recollect yourself and go back to your consciousness after the breathtaking, tipping-you-over-the-edge-of-insanity-kiss. he’s already taking off your camisole and going down on you, leaving burning kisses all over your stomach while fondling with your boobs. he’s licking and biting and nibbling on every crevice of your skin and you might just dislocate your jaw because of how wide your mouth is open, crude moans slipping past your throat but oh it sounds so pretty to haechan.

his kisses become steamier, needier and he peels the last piece of fabric covering you from him off your body. and just like that you’re completely naked and exposed to a still-fully-clothed haechan.

“god you’re so pretty.”

his mouth waters at the sight of you. already so fucked out and blissful. pussy wet and still glistening from the previous make out session. he gazes up at you from his position between your legs, siren eyes back again, full of heat and desire.

your cunt aches at the sight, clit pulsating with nerves, craving his touch like it’s the only thing you need to survive.

“i’m gonna eat you out so good, you’ll forget about everything you just said and only think about how good i fuck you.”

“oh god, fuck,” you moan out in a high pitched voice, too surprised with his filthy words. his tongue lies flat on your pussy and you buckle your hips up at the shock. “oh haechan…”

after licking a bold stripe from your entrance up to your clit, he quickly wraps his lips around it, sucking on it with fevor. your fingers pull at his hair, the intensity of his lips being too much for you to handle. he alternates between licking, nibbling and full on sucking on your sensitive bundle of nerves, not giving you any chance to register your own emotions.

when he places his index at your entrance, that’s when you lose it. before he even gets to do anything, you’re already trembling and quivering underneath him, trying so hard to close your legs. he slaps the skin of your thigh as a warning and you desperately moan out when he forces your legs open.

wetness gushes from you as he keeps sucking on your clit without a halt, building your orgasm slowly, making you reach the top of the cliff steadily, driving you over to the edge. your legs shake, you’re feeling too sensitive and so out of breath that your heart is pounding against your ribs.

when you’re just about to come undone, he thrusts his finger inside you easily, too lubricated for him to move in and out from you effortlessly and your insides subconsciously clench around him. your walls suck him in as he keeps assaulting your clit with bold movements of his lips.

“oh fuck fuck fuck fuck!”

you scream out as you feel the knot coiling at your pussy breaking loose, mind going foggy and back arching off the mattress. haechan quickly pushes another finger inside you and that adds more fuel to the tension, desire coiling at your lower stomach before you come completely undone by his mouth, wetness rushing out of you as you uncontrollably squirt on his face.

he pulls away quickly, mouth glistening and moaning in surprise along with you.

“wait fuck, did i just squirt?” you plop yourself on your elbow to look down at the mess that you created, wetness pooling down your legs, staining haechan’s t-shirt and the bedding.

“fuck you did, oh my god.” he chuckles at the sight and you throw yourself on the bed, body going numb, still trembling with the aftershocks.

haechan pulls you to his body and hugs you so close and so tight, bringing all your shattered thoughts back together. “you did so well for me, pretty baby.” he whispers against your temple. “i’m so in love with you.” he keeps whispering sweet nothings in your ears, rocking your body from side to side to calm you down. “you did so good.”

his fingers deliver feather touches to your arms and he notices how goosebumps start to rise on your skin. he quietly smiles, heart swelling at how sensitive you are and how you still so easily get affected by him. he leans down to kiss you slowly, and you can taste the tangy remnants of your cum on his lips. you inhale deeply, melting into him.

“don’t relax too much, i’m still standing by my words. i’ll fuck you so good tonight, you’re not even prepared for it.” he snickers as he pulls away.

and you’re in for a long (ass) ride.

a/n : please reblog if you liked it 🫶🏼 it’ll encourage me to write more 🥹

[sleeping-sirens]

the way this is so freaking cute got me feeling all fuzzy inside😭 i can’t get enough of your writing 😭🫶🏼💖

xoxo - lee donghyuck

synopsis. in which, your little niece has a crush on your boyfriend.

pairings. donghyuck x reader (f)

genre. fluff, established relationship, non!idol au

warnings. none!

notes. this idea is inspired by this tiktok i saw T_T i was like holy shit this is cute now let’s make it about hyuck :D also something is wrong w my taglist, it says it got deleted but i didn’t delete it so i might have to make a new one😭 so if the link isn’t working that’s why!! just letting y’all know :)

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“and she hates the crust on her bread–“ your older sister tries to inform.

you push her out your door, mindlessly nodding your head. “i know, i know, don’t worry she’s gonna be fine. now go, before you’re late.” you wave to her one last time before you close the door behind her with a huff.

your six year old niece is still standing behind you with her bluey backpack on her shoulders that has all the things that would entertain her for tonight.

“hi, sweetie. i missed you,” you crouch down to her level, helping her out of her shoes and taking off her backpack.

“i missed you too, auntie!” she smiles and takes off to your living room, giggling.

you had already put on her favorite cartoon on your tv, as you follow her with her bag in your hands before placing it beside the couch.

she’s totally immersed herself in the animated slice-of-life adventures of the dog family. you stand inches away from her, amused at how she has blocked out all of her surroundings.

you turn to walk into your kitchen, thinking of preparing something easy for dinner.

“auntie!” your niece calls out from the living room.

you hum in response, putting away the dried dishes from last night.

“is donghyuck-ie coming over today?” she asks, curiously. and you know just by her tone and the mention of her second favorite person (first is obviously me) she’s twiddling her fingers.

you chuckle to yourself. “yes, he’s coming over later though.”

you hear her gasp before it goes back to being silent, the faint sound of the tv echoing through your apartment.

you’ve noticed your little niece’s infatuation with your boyfriend and you and donghyuck think it’s the cutest thing. she loves playing with him when he comes over while you’re babysitting her, making him sit in the living room with her and color and play with her toys. she gets all shy and geeky when donghyuck walks with her holding hands.

your older sister finds it funny and amusing.

“tell your boyfriend to stop being so handsome yeah? my daughter is bragging to everybody that donghyuck-ie bought her a toy.” your sister groans into your ear, on the phone with you.

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you’ve been busy preparing dinner in the kitchen, appreciating the comforting sound of bluey and bingo playing along. every so and so minutes you check on your niece by calling her name.

“yes?”

“just checking on you, you good?”

she hums cutely. “yes auntie.” you peek your head out, seeing her sprawled out on the floor with her backpack next to her and all its contents spread out. she’s drawing something in front of the tv, concentrating with her tongue poking out as she scribbled with her crayons and gazing up at the tv.

she crawls up to her feet, bending down to grab the piece of paper she was doodling on before stomping over to you.

“auntie! auntie!”

you raise your eyebrows, giving her your undivided attention.

she shoves the piece of paper in your face. “look!”

you lean your head back, blinking, trying to adjust to what she’s showing you.

she’s holding up a stationary bluey themed piece of paper that has blue textured crayon words written neatly across the printed lines.

‘dear sunflower ♡’

you gasp, bringing your hands to cover your mouth. “is this a letter for donghyuck?” you whisper to her, from her view, your eyes shaped into crescent moons and your hands are covering your smile.

your niece giggles, using the letter in her tiny hands to hide her face as the pig tails from her head bounce from her nodding.

“he’s gonna love it! i mean, who doesn’t love bluey?” you ask rhetorically, hands on your hips.

“right?”

the doorbell chimes throughout your small home, both you and your niece look at each other with big eyes. already knowing who’s behind the door. your niece runs out the kitchen and into the living room squealing as you make your way to let your boyfriend in.

“hi pretty.” haechan grins at you, his eyelids looking a bit heavy and you already know work was tough on him. he still smiles and extends his arms out for you.

you wrap your arms around his neck, playfully groaning when he squeezes you tight in his grasp.

he lets out a breathy laugh, grabbing your waist to pull you away to connect his lips with yours in a slow, gentle kiss. his hands roaming over your lower back and creeping down to your ass.

“sunflower!” you both break the kiss, you walk back to the kitchen while he bends down to greet the little girl.

“aigoo, hi cutie. how are you?” you hear him coo at her.

—

“thank u yn for the food.”

“thank you auntie for the food!” they both say at the same time.

you reach over the table to grab their plates and placing them inside the sink, your niece jumps up from her seat and runs out the kitchen. donghyuck takes this moment to snake his hands from behind to lace his fingers together so you can’t run.

his body towering over you, he leans down to nuzzle his face in the crook of your neck, peppering small kisses on your exposed skin. “thank you for dinner baby,” he mumbles against your skin.

you smile, “of course.”

“sunflower!”

he pats your ass, pecking the top of your head before walking away. “yes bum bum,” he replies. the nickname that seemed fitting and grew on her over time, it being short for bumble bee.

“i made something for you.” the little girl shyly utters, the piece of paper in her hands as she shoves it in his hands.

he laughs lightly, sitting on the balls of his feet. “did you draw something for me?”

she shakes her head, her toothy smile on display, her hands behind her back as she sways back and forth on her feet.

you appear behind donghyuck, relaxing your hand on his shoulder.

it’s a comforting silence in your apartment, he’s taking the time to carefully read each word and reading a certain word over again because of the misspelling but he finds it endearing, his smile growing wider as he gets closer to the end.

‘xoxo, bum bum :)’

“hugs and kisses, where did you learn that from?”

“school!” she exclaims.

“school shouldn’t be teaching you how to win hearts,” he states with a playful pout.

she clasps her hands together, stepping closer towards him to point at the tiny prints. “i used my bluey stationary kit, do you like the paper?”

“i do, i’m very honored and i’m going to hang it up in my home. this is my first letter i got from a girl!” he whisper-shouts in your niece’s ear.

obviously you heard him and that made you nudge him with your knee, making him lose his balance.

“auntie you have to write sunflower love letters.”

he smirks, “yeah, auntie.”

[sleeping-sirens]

everything that you’re made of ★ lee haechan

pairing : haechan x f reader

genre : fair amount of fluff (i hope) + smut (minors dni)

summary : there are a lot of things that you love about haechan and tonight you’re letting everything off your chest. while you used your words to express your love for him, haechan chose another alternative for the same purpose.

word count : 3060 words.

warnings : haechan is in love with your smell, body worship, make out sessions, pet names (baby, pretty baby, sweetheart), curse words (fuck), oral + fingering (f receiving), squirting. (let me know if i missed anything)

a/n : …nobody talks to me. this wasn’t supposed to be a smut work but i let my intrusive thoughts win over.

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his nose nuzzles in the crook of your neck while his lips curl up into the perfect shape, to draw small kisses on your skin. he kisses you very slow, taking all his time. his eyes are closed and his breathing is uneven, gentle sighs are leaving his lips after every kiss. his breath blows against your skin, causing butterflies to erupt in your lower stomach.

everytime you weave your fingers through his long black hair, his kiss would last longer, would go slower and you’d feel his lips push more through the soft flesh of your neck. his lips are plump, plushy and more swollen than normal with desire.

your back curves into the perfect arch off the mattress, like the rainbow. he’s the sun and you’re the rainstorm with raging goosebumps hitting your skin like lightning with each of his touches. your heart thunders inside your ribcage he can feel your fast pulse through his lips on your heated skin.

his hand travels habitually to the prominent swell of your boob, specifically on the cusp of it, fingers boldly brushing over your hard nipple, traveling till your under boob and settling there, thumb pushing into your ribs. you breathe hard beneath him, trying to contain the feeling of wetness pooling down your panties. everytime you have the reflex to close your legs and rub them together to ease the pain of pleasure, he’d lustfully nudge his pelvis into you, spreading your legs even more. the hand that’s on your boob swiftly goes down to the underside of your thigh, helping you settle it around his waist, securing it completely still.

everytime you even think of closing them, he pushes his body further down on you, rutting his hard on into your clothed, juicy cunt. you’re flushed against him, heat bubbling inside your tummy and rising up from your back, expanding through your shoulders and rushing to your cheeks. the situation you’re in is so lewd and very arousing and you’re so in love with everything that is haechan right now.

“haechan…” you moan out, chest heaving and breathing speeding up. your perfectly round and deliciously period-in-one-day swollen boobs are jutting into his black t-shirt clothed chest with each sharp intake of your breath. “baby…”

he hums. he hums for god’s sake. he hums for your misery. he hums while not stopping. he hums while only continuing to give you more and more pleasure with every kiss, every lick, every bite. and his little, honey glazed voice, thick with pleasure is all it takes for you to let out a ridiculous whine.

“you’re so sweet,” haechan sucks on the skin just above where your breasts meet. where you spray your fresh coconut perfume every day, where droplets of sweat travel down under your clothes. and the mixture is just about enough for him to go crazy, for blood to pump harder through his veins, all down to his cock. “could drown in your scent all night.”

he takes a deep breath, taking in your intoxicating smell before he starts going down on you, painfully slow, his lips kiss down between the alley of your boobs, and he goes down until his nose disappears between them. when you look down, the only thing you can make out of his face is the slit in his eyebrow, one of the many things you die but not be in love with.

“can’t get enough of you,” he chants after every kiss on your skin. “can’t get enough of you, goddamn.” he takes a deep breath, filling his lungs deeply with your scent. you look down at him with a loving gaze, a hazy smile tugging at your lips. he’s so engrossed in his own thoughts, he’s so full of you, to the brim.

“you smell so good,” he licks a strip from the top of the space between your breasts till the base, burying his nose even deeper into your skin. “you’re so soft, and you smell so sweet…god, fuck.”

his entire body hums with pleasure with just his face between your boobs, nibbling on your skin gently and brushing his nose horizontally on your chest. his fingers slither from your thigh up to the hem of your camisole, tugging on it before slipping his fingers past the silky tissue and gripping on your waist. he doesn’t even flinch when you rake your fingers through his hair, he only swims deeper into his pleasure. a whiny moan escapes his throat, his breathy voice vibrating through your chest and eliciting sparks to erupt along the skin of your spine.

haechan barely pulls his head away from your skin just to bite on your right nipple from above your silky camisole. you moan out loud, pelvis bucking up into his own. “haechan…” you pull onto his black strands of hair. “baby look at me.” you meekly whisper, trying to contain yourself. the soft makeout session you had earlier turning into something you didn’t even expect, but you both happened to be so horny and so needy for each other that this was bound to happen.

first you needed to bring haechan back to you because he’s way too gone to be even conscious of what he’s doing. “baby look up.” you tap on his forehead three times, rubbing your thumb on his steamy skin, caressing the slit on his eyebrow until you reach his cheekbone that’s plastered on your inviting skin. you tap your finger again on his cheek and that seems to gain his attention.

his eyes shoot up and he gazes at you devotedly, lust filling his siren eyes. your insides clench around nothing when you make eye contact with him. you bite your lip and breathe deeply before smiling down at him.

“hi,” you brush his hair out of his forehead.

“hi,” he whispers in a low voice, breathing labored and lips swollen. a smile blooms on his face while scrambling up to you.

you smile at each other, foolishly in love. your fingers keep playing with his hair as he makes his way to position himself right on top of you, leveling his head with yours and supporting his body with his elbows.

“welcome back,” you comment when you see him breathing normally, eyes back into their round shape. “feeling good?”

he pecks you softly. “you drive me fucking crazy.” he breathes on top of your lips and you giggle at that. “let’s make out some more, please.” he whines, making you chuckle even louder.

“let’s take a small break, yeah?”

he hums. “what do you wanna do?”

“let’s just talk.”

“talk?”

you hum and he makes himself comfortable in your arms, feeling tired after having his body propped up on top of you. he snuggles into your chest and you wrap your arms around him lovingly.

“what do you wanna talk about?” he asks softly. almost like a small kid whose parents promised him some candy if he keeps calm. he’s gazing up at you with tender eyes, he looks comfortable and you smile at that.

you caress his cheek sweetly, leaning down to plant a kiss on his forehead, then on the bridge of his nose to finally arrive at his lips. when you pull away, he stretches his neck cutely to chase your lips again for another kiss, but you gently push your palm into his chest.

“i love your eyes. i love the shape of them.”

“really? how much?” he smugly asks.

“so much.” you reply instantly, finding it a great opportunity to just express your love to him, since he loves to be complimented. “i love how you look at me. i can see so much love inside them when you do. they always look so soft…and gentle. they’re so small but when you concentrate on talking about something, you sometimes zone out and they go big, so big actually,” you laugh when he looks at you quizzically. “but it’s so cute.” you scrunch your nose at him.

he contemplates your words for a moment, a hint of a smile playing at his lips. “what more do you love about me?”

he takes you off guard and a small hum escapes your throat but you smile down at him.

“i love when you press your lips together and the dimple on your cheek pops up. i think it’s so stinking adorable.”

haechan is impressed to say the least at how specific you’re being but he doesn’t seem to be able to form a sarcastic comment to tease you. he listens to you quietly and you’re both grateful and worried because he’s always been the type to have an obvious reaction for everything.

“what else?”

“eh?”

“tell me,” he shrugs. “i know there’s more.”

you sigh. “there is.”

he looks at you expectantly.

“okay. i’ll tell you.” you whisper and you don’t even have to take long to think before you give him an answer.

“i love how your face is heart shaped.�� you see him laugh soundlessly, eyes squeezing shut in the process. you smile as you continue. “like your entire face.” you trace his cheekbones with your index finger and he relaxes under your touch. “from your forehead, to your cheeks down to your chin… it looks like a heart for me. i can also see a heart in the shape of your nose.” you boop his nose as you talk and he scrunches it before you pinch it. “and i think your lips are also heart shaped, i don’t know if that’s true, maybe i’m just hallucinating but god, you’re so adorable.” you breathe out.

haechan puckers his lips up at you, waiting for a kiss after you complimented his lips. you do as he wishes without hesitation. afraid you might pull away from him too soon, he places his hand behind your neck and sets you in place, deepening the kiss. it’s still a soft kiss. it’s the kind of heated kiss that keeps you wanting more. his tongue is daintily caressing your lips, pulling hotly on them with his teeth and inhaling your faint moans.

your hand travels to his cheek, thumb caressing his prominent cheekbone. he drags the hand that was placed on your neck to place it on top of your hand that’s on his face. his fingers wrap around your small hand, engulfing it completely, like a soft blanket. a smile sneaks to your lips, halting the kiss to a stop.

haechan breathes hard against your face and butterflies erupt inside your stomach when he brings your palm to his lips and kisses it, softly and unhurriedly. you gaze lovingly at him, his eyes are closed, hair slightly curtaining over them.

“this is a weirdly specific one but i love your finger’s shape, you have slightly big joints and i love it. especially your thumb, i don’t know your hands are just so manly,” you say as you caress the shape of each of his fingers. “even this weirdly shaped pinky of yours is cute.”

“oh god, you’re so in love with me. nearly three years into the relationship and you’re still as obsessed with me as the first day, aren’t you?”

“i actually am, i won’t deny it for once.”

“you know exactly what you’re setting yourself up for, mhmm sweetheart?”

you bite your lips, suppressing a smile. you know how bad he’s going to use this conversation in his advantage whenever he’s going to want to tease you in the future. he’s going to be so cocky about it, always rubbing it in your face, how much you love him. he’s going to show off to all of his friends and your family, whenever, wherever he wants.

but you don’t care. there’s so much love for him inside you that you sometimes feel suffocated. and telling him seems to be your only remedy, because you can’t seem to control how you breathe when he’s all over you. you can’t seem to control yourself when he’s around.

your brain is full of him, always lingering on the thoughts of him. he’s just so attractive to you, from his personality to the way he treats you, the way he treats his family and your family as well. there’s so much to him than his teasing. he’s so respectful and so loving, he tries so hard to always understand you and he never ceases to make you feel loved.

he’s truly wonderful and you feel blessed everyday to have him in your life. you never saw a boring day with him and he always knows how to keep the sparks alive.

“yes. but i don’t care. i’m so in love with you. and your moles and your lips and your eyes and voice and hands and smile and how good you are to me and to everyone around you. i just love everything that you’re made of, haechan.” you breathlessly blurt out.

in the blink of an eye, haechan’s expression changes. it’s still soft and loving but his eyes are now reflecting a burning emotion. his body tenses up with desire and he feverishly kisses you.

it’s passionate, breathtaking, and so messy but filled with yearning, eagerness. he’s suddenly so greedy to mark you, to make you all his over and over again. his ego is boosted to the max, your words burning into him like embers. heat travels up his ears, buzzing with a strident sound and his mind is gone crazy. he’s so infatuated with you, so crazy in love with you he feels his heart on the verge of exploding.

“god, oh god how do you expect me to just not eat you the fuck out after saying those things to me.” he whispers in defeat.

he doesn’t even wait for you to recollect yourself and go back to your consciousness after the breathtaking, tipping-you-over-the-edge-of-insanity-kiss. he’s already taking off your camisole and going down on you, leaving burning kisses all over your stomach while fondling with your boobs. he’s licking and biting and nibbling on every crevice of your skin and you might just dislocate your jaw because of how wide your mouth is open, crude moans slipping past your throat but oh it sounds so pretty to haechan.

his kisses become steamier, needier and he peels the last piece of fabric covering you from him off your body. and just like that you’re completely naked and exposed to a still-fully-clothed haechan.

“god you’re so pretty.”

his mouth waters at the sight of you. already so fucked out and blissful. pussy wet and still glistening from the previous make out session. he gazes up at you from his position between your legs, siren eyes back again, full of heat and desire.

your cunt aches at the sight, clit pulsating with nerves, craving his touch like it’s the only thing you need to survive.

“i’m gonna eat you out so good, you’ll forget about everything you just said and only think about how good i fuck you.”

“oh god, fuck,” you moan out in a high pitched voice, too surprised with his filthy words. his tongue lies flat on your pussy and you buckle your hips up at the shock. “oh haechan…”

after licking a bold stripe from your entrance up to your clit, he quickly wraps his lips around it, sucking on it with fevor. your fingers pull at his hair, the intensity of his lips being too much for you to handle. he alternates between licking, nibbling and full on sucking on your sensitive bundle of nerves, not giving you any chance to register your own emotions.

when he places his index at your entrance, that’s when you lose it. before he even gets to do anything, you’re already trembling and quivering underneath him, trying so hard to close your legs. he slaps the skin of your thigh as a warning and you desperately moan out when he forces your legs open.

wetness gushes from you as he keeps sucking on your clit without a halt, building your orgasm slowly, making you reach the top of the cliff steadily, driving you over to the edge. your legs shake, you’re feeling too sensitive and so out of breath that your heart is pounding against your ribs.

when you’re just about to come undone, he thrusts his finger inside you easily, too lubricated for him to move in and out from you effortlessly and your insides subconsciously clench around him. your walls suck him in as he keeps assaulting your clit with bold movements of his lips.

“oh fuck fuck fuck fuck!”

you scream out as you feel the knot coiling at your pussy breaking loose, mind going foggy and back arching off the mattress. haechan quickly pushes another finger inside you and that adds more fuel to the tension, desire coiling at your lower stomach before you come completely undone by his mouth, wetness rushing out of you as you uncontrollably squirt on his face.

he pulls away quickly, mouth glistening and moaning in surprise along with you.

“wait fuck, did i just squirt?” you plop yourself on your elbow to look down at the mess that you created, wetness pooling down your legs, staining haechan’s t-shirt and the bedding.

“fuck you did, oh my god.” he chuckles at the sight and you throw yourself on the bed, body going numb, still trembling with the aftershocks.

haechan pulls you to his body and hugs you so close and so tight, bringing all your shattered thoughts back together. “you did so well for me, pretty baby.” he whispers against your temple. “i’m so in love with you.” he keeps whispering sweet nothings in your ears, rocking your body from side to side to calm you down. “you did so good.”

his fingers deliver feather touches to your arms and he notices how goosebumps start to rise on your skin. he quietly smiles, heart swelling at how sensitive you are and how you still so easily get affected by him. he leans down to kiss you slowly, and you can taste the tangy remnants of your cum on his lips. you inhale deeply, melting into him.

“don’t relax too much, i’m still standing by my words. i’ll fuck you so good tonight, you’re not even prepared for it.” he snickers as he pulls away.

and you’re in for a long (ass) ride.

a/n : please reblog if you liked it 🫶🏼 it’ll encourage me to write more 🥹

[sleeping-sirens]

hey nimi, i hope you’re well! i really loved the drabble you did “morning with haechan” and i was wondering if you could write a scenario with mark maybe teaching f reader how to speak korean + every time she gets it correct, he’ll reward her with a kiss or smth (i like to think mark would actually be really affectionate to his partner) 🥹 thank you <3 this was inspired by mark helping jaemin speak english, it was such a sweet scene, here’s the link: https://twitter.com/markclty/status/1640862192810569728?s=46&t=Tq9aSdZbZ4voR3kbqgerrw

가르쳐 줘 (teach me) 𖤐 lee mark

paring : idol mark x f reader.

genre : lots of fluffffffff, domestic, established relationship.

summary : what the request said, and i also was inspire by his moment with jungwoo in their relay cam where each had to come up with a word that starts with what the previous word that’s been said ended with (idk if i explained that right but you can watch it here if you still haven’t 🥹).

word count : 2810 words.

warnings : mark whispering that’s my girl this is a huge warning😵‍💫 and maybe suggestive towards the end? other than that everything is just so cute and wholesome 😭🥹🫶🏼

a/n : hey anon! i hope you enjoyed this! sorry it took too long i was just trying to organize my thoughts as my brain is just rotting with heachan 😵‍💫 but i wanted to prioritize your request before i can proceed with writing my haechan thoughts down haha 😋 also i wanted to thank you for reading and enjoying my morning with haechan drabble that’s so sweet from you!!🫶🏼🥹 and i would be EXTREMELY happy if you could tell me what you think of this through an ask😭 i’d love to hear your opinion as i already did a request before this one and i’ve never gotten any feedback so i was a bit sad :(( anywayssss without further ado, please enjoy!!💘💞💕💖💗💓

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the kitchen was quiet again after you turned off the water boiler. with the tea bags already tucked inside the two mugs on the counter, you poured the hot water and watched as it quickly changed its color, from clear to deep red. the steam created small clouds that kept disappearing into the air as you took your mug in both hands to warm your palms before placing it on a platter, followed by your boyfriend’s.

the gloomy weather outside made you feel calm and collected, and your body moved smoothly around the kitchen as you tried to cut some pieces of cake, along some strawberries and bananas for you and your boyfriend to munch on while chilling in the living room. it was a sunday, a rare day for mark to have some rest and just relax at home and you were so happy that you guys were going to spend some time together after ages of him being busy.

from the small distance separating the kitchen and the living room, you could hear him talking on the phone. you heard him say 엄마 (eomma) a few times, and you could easily understand that he was talking to his mother on the phone. other than that, you were quite clueless about what he was saying.

sometimes you’d feel so left out of his life, you wanted to be part of everything that made him be the person that he was today. mark never once made you feel a difference because of the language barrier, you guys communicate easily in english but sometimes you just wish you could understand more than just a few words of his mother tongue.

you bit your lip slightly as you gazed at him from your standing position in the kitchen. his voice was smooth, almost dripping with warm honey, the words sounding more gruff and slurred than usual, which signaled that he was indeed relaxed but also very tired that just one day of rest won’t be enough to make it up for all the work load that’s been on his shoulders.

your eyes softened on him, your tea long forgotten as you just relished in the sound of his small and sweet voice. he looked so cute curled up in the far side of the couch, head lying in the arm rest as his fingers raked mindlessly through his disheveled blue strands of hair.

his eyes would close for longer seconds and sometimes he would just opt for humming an answer instead of taking the time to formulate a coherent one. your heart swelled as you looked at him.

“my baby…” you sighed under your breath.

your gaze was lingering on him too long he felt it burning on his skin, which made him throw a look up in your direction. his tongue poked the corner of his mouth while a smile bloomed on his lips, his eyebrows jumped up his forehead into a questioning look, asking you if you were okay with a tilt of his face but you just smiled at him, shaking your head.

“tell her i said hi,” you whispered to him and he nodded in response, quickly translating your phrase into korean.

you were fascinated to say the least, you’ve always been. the way mark quickly switched from english to korean, or sometimes mixing both the languages in one phrase was effortlessly attractive to you.

at first you tried to learn the language secretly from him, thinking about surprising him with it in the future, but as you went on, your hopes have diminished as it got harder with every grammar lesson, and not to start talking about the vocabulary… mark knew that you started learning korean and everyday he would be so proud to be with someone like you, to be loved by someone like you.

the fact that you decided to sacrifice some time out of your day to learn the language that he grew up with, the language that linked him with his family and his roots, the language in which mark felt home made him fall even deeper in love with you. and he was always so happy to help you with it.

“i’ll never be enough for you,” you sniffled, letting go of the pencil you had between your fingers before hugging your knees closer to your chest.

when mark saw the effort you were making in learning his mother tongue, his heart swelled and grew larger inside his chest, that he wanted to physically grab it and put it back in its place.

“sweetheart, why haven’t you told me?” he scooted closer to your body that was sitting on the floor, pushing your notebook and pencil case aside and engulfing you in a warm embrace. “i could teach you,” his fingers gently rubbed your arm in a comforting manner. he made you feel so loved with just small and tender touches.

“you would?” you whispered, finally looking up at him.

mark wiped your tears with the back of his index finger, a love foolish smile illuminating his face. “of course i would. let me see your notebook, we’ll start with the basics.”

that was the conversation you guys had a few weeks ago and since then, mark has never stopped taking some time to help you learn the language little by little.

when the call with his mother ended, you grabbed the platter with the tea mugs, cake and cut up fruits and went to sit next to him on the couch.

“how’s your family?” you asked as you handed his tea mug over to him.

“thanks babe,” mark sat up straight and quickly took the cup from your hands, giving you a quick peck on the lips as a thank you before he answered your question. “they’re doing good, they’re on a vacation in gangwon right now.” he talked before taking a sip.

“really? it’s cold right now to be in a beach area,” you wondered, plopping a strawberry inside your mouth.

“exactly,” mark swallowed his cake bite, “their plan was to see the snow on the beach.” his eyes traveled up to give you an encouraging look, the words being something you knew the translation to them in korean.

you quickly understood your assignment. “해변에 눈 (haebyeon-ae noon),” you smiled as you answered confidently.

“good job, babe,” he scrunched his nose at you, following it by a bright smile. “let’s see if you can translate another word, how about that?”

“mark, this is supposed to be your rest day,” you laughed, leaning on his shoulder.

“i am resting,” he reassured, his hand reaching out to secure your head on his shoulder when you wanted to pull away from his body. this little action was enough to send your heart into a frenzy of heartbeats and butterflies.

“mmm,” mark hummed, the vibrations of his voice spreading throughout your body and making you feel at ease. “if you could tell me what we’re doing right now, in korean, i’ll reward you with something.”

“what would that be?” you asked, wittingly.

“the reward?”

you hummed as a yes.

“i’ll let you know when you give an answer, and it needs to be right.”

“mark,” you whined. “that’s unfair!”

“how would that be unfair babe,” mark laughed, his body rocking along yours. “i know you can do it, come on.”

“uhmm, right now we are…” you started thinking, the words coming inside your brain in english first. “drinking tea?”

“yes…in korean?” mark encouraged you to continue.

“지금…“

”ooooohhhhh,” mark reacted too quickly, rubbing your arm and tapping on it encouragingly, already being impressed by you translating one of the most basic words in korean. you were so proud and so proud that he easily made you feel so confident.

“차를 마셔요 (cha-reul masheoyeo)” you articulated slowly, still very much unsure of your translation skills.

“very good baby,” mark pecked your temple. “but what did we learn about actions that are currently happening in time? right now it’s like you said “we drink tea” but there’s a specific way to say “we’re drinking tea”, you remember?”

you hummed in question again. “마시고 있어요 (mashigo isseoyeo)?”

“very good job baby!” mark ruffled your hair and engulfed you in a big hug, pressing your face in his chest. he was very happy and excited that you got it right.

you were happy as well and you started giggling out of nowhere. “let’s do something else.”

“oooohhhh we’re confident now, are we?” he joked which made you slap his chest gently.

“you told me there was a reward, so i’m all in or nothing.”

“okay,” mark chuckled, scratching his chin. “how would you say that the weather is cold outside and you just wanna chill with your talented and handsome boyfriend?”

“that’s intermediate level mark, i’m still a beginner.”

“come on babe, i know you can do it.” he made you pull away from his chest and positioned you to be sitting in front of him on the couch. he stretched his legs in a way that you would be sitting between them before he wrapped them behind your back and pulled you closer to his body.

the heat raised to your ear at his swift movement and the proximity of his body made your heart beat like crazy. mark’s hands reached for your thighs and spread them so he could be positioned in the middle of them as well, before helping you wrap them around his waist.

inside your head, you just tried to control your breathing. your brain felt mushy, thoughts evaporating while your ears buzzed with exhilaration. your pupils dilated as you fixated mark’s face, your gaze zeroing on the mole on his face to avoid looking directly into his eyes.

“babe?” he tapped on your cheek and chuckled when he saw your flustered state. “you’re zoning out, there’s a reward remember?”

“yeah…yes! the reward,” you laughed nervously, wondering what the reward would be. you were already trembling and your heart was palpitating with mark’s face being so close to yours, you could feel his breath fanning over your skin.

“okay, let’s start with translating “the weather is cold outside” first, then we’ll go from there.” he guided you.

you nodded, clearing your throat. mark’s hands rubbed your knees, massaging all over the area to help you relax and concentrate but you were failing miserably as the only thing you could think of was how he was touching you.

you felt so bad ruining such a wholesome moment with your intrusive thoughts but you were just so in love with mark that every little touch still made you feel all giddy.

you bit your lip, inhaling deeply from your nose.

“don’t be nervous,” mark whispered, nodding his head to encourage you to speak.

“추워 (chuweo)…”

“come on babe, give me a full sentence.” he smiled but you just couldn’t get your brain to function properly, you could neither return the smile nor think of what to say. “what did we say about the weather? you learned this word not long ago.”

“i know it starts with an “N”…” you mumbled, your eyes looking everywhere.

“right!” he exclaimed, leaning in to give you a small kiss on the cheek. “here’s a small reward for remembering the start of the word.”

your heart was going to burst out of your chest at how kind and patient mark was with you. and you tried so hard to get the sentence right so you could see his proud smile blooming on his face again.

“날씨가 추워요 (nalssi-ga chuwoyeo)-“you stopped before he could react, “mark i don’t know how to say outside in korean,” you pouted, looking down at your fiddling fingers.

“it’s okay baby, you’re doing so good already.” he ruffled your hair again before noticing your fiddling fingers. he placed his palms on your hand in a calming manner. “in korean it’s okay to drop the word outside in a sentence, just saying the weather is cold (날씨가 추워요) is enough. but in case you want to use it in a sentence in the future, outside is 밖 (bakk). if you want to use it, you need to pair it with 에 (e) or 은 (eun), depends on the sentence.”

you listened carefully to his explanation, while playing with his fingers instead of fiddling with yours.

“so the full sentence would be 밖은 날씨가 추워요 (bakk-eun nalssoga chuwoyeo)?”

“exactly! good job baby,” mark clapped as he saw the relieved smile appear on your face. “now for the second part of the sentence.”

“what was it again? the second sentence?” you sheepishly asked, laughing nervously.

mark raised his eyebrow at you, a poor attempt at flirting with you and you laughed so hard at that. he started leaning closer to you, with his eyebrow still raised. you tried to stop him from getting closer by putting your hands on his shoulders, both of you laughing so hard at each other.

“mark what are you doing?” you asked through the fit of laughter that was going on between you. mark bit his lip, exaggerating his flirtatious action.

“maaaark,” you whined. “stop!” your stomach hurt from how hard you were laughing and he was laughing just as hard as you.

“okay okay,” he surrendered, raising his hands in defeat. “the sentence was “i just want to chill with my talented and handsome boyfriend” now come on.”

“is talented and handsome mandatory?” you laughed, rolling your eyes jokingly.

“of course! if you want to learn korean, you need to know the right words to compliment me with,” he tilted his head to the side, his long fringe draping over his round eyes, “or nah?” he whispered the last word, his voice going an octave deeper.

you cleared your throat. “right, of course, but i only know handsome in korean.”

“mmhm,” mark hummed, squinting his eyes. “that’s not bad already. you know what, skip talented, let’s leave it for a later session, how about that?”

you laughed at his attempts at flirting with you. he was just so cute and so effortlessly attractive with just acting boyish and love foolish. and you loved him just the way he was. you loved his nervousness and you loved the way he would stumble upon his own words sometimes. but most of all, you loved how he always made sure to show you how much he loved you and how much you meant to him. with his encouragement and kind words always warming your heart, you were certain that your heart was in good hands.

you loved him openly and without any restraints. never once being afraid of him breaking your heart. and you promised to be just as good with him as he was with you.

without realizing it, you leaned closer to his cheek where you placed a soft kiss on his skin. and he gave you a questioning look. “thank you for being patient with me mark.”

he smiled as a response. “of course babe.” he rubbed your hand with his thumb before nudging you to continue your assignment.

“okay, so… we said 밖은 날씨가 추워요, now we’re gonna say…잘 생긴 남자 친구와 (jalsaeng-in namjachingu-wa) chill…how do we say chill in korean?”

“just go with chill, that’s alright.” mark smiled.

“okay,” you nodded. “잘 생긴 남자 친구와 chill하고 싶어요 (jalsaeng-in namjachingu-wa chill-hago sipeoyo).”

“perfect!” mark smiled so bright, squeezing your cheeks between his palms until your lips pouted. “that’s my girl,” he whispered before leaning closer to you and kissing you softly on the lips.

your breath hitched inside your throat, and mark noticed it and tried to calm you down and help you get into the kiss by playing with the hair on your nape. he smiled into your lips when you started kissing him back, sneaking your hands around his waist. eagerly, mark brushed his hands down your back before clutching on your thighs and helping you sit on his lap, without breaking the kiss.

“you did so good today you deserve to be kissed until you lose your breath.” mark whispered, his soft breath numbing your puffy lips, making them feel tingly and itching for another kiss.

“is that my reward?” you breathlessly asked, wrapping your arms around his neck, your nose brushing over his.

“you don’t like it?” he looked up at you with hooded eyes. he looked worried, and you played with his neck to show him just how much you loved to be kissed by him.

“i love it!” you breathed out, finally crashing your lips on his, making him emit a low hum from his throat.

did someone say you prepared some cut up fruits for the both of you to enjoy on his rest day? those didn’t even compare to the plenty of kisses you guys were going to give each other.

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waittt my mark lee drabble is doing so baddd ☹️ literally didn’t get any attention, am i shadow banned or something ? it’s like i didn’t use any tags on it, not even 10 notes since yesterday…this has never happened to any of my pieces of writings before. does anyone know why? or how do i get my post to show?

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hey nimi, i hope you’re well! i really loved the drabble you did “morning with haechan” and i was wondering if you could write a scenario with mark maybe teaching f reader how to speak korean + every time she gets it correct, he’ll reward her with a kiss or smth (i like to think mark would actually be really affectionate to his partner) 🥹 thank you <3 this was inspired by mark helping jaemin speak english, it was such a sweet scene, here’s the link: https://twitter.com/markclty/status/1640862192810569728?s=46&t=Tq9aSdZbZ4voR3kbqgerrw

가르쳐 줘 (teach me) 𖤐 lee mark

pairing : idol mark x f reader.

genre : lots of fluffffffff, domestic, established relationship.

summary : what the request said, and i also was inspired by his moment with jungwoo in their relay cam where each had to come up with a word that starts with what the previous word that’s been said ended with (idk if i explained that right but you can watch it here if you still haven’t 🥹).

word count : 2810 words.

warnings : mark whispering that’s my girl this is a huge warning😵‍💫 and maybe suggestive towards the end? other than that everything is just so cute and wholesome 😭🥹🫶🏼

a/n : hey anon! i hope you enjoyed this! sorry it took too long i was just trying to organize my thoughts as my brain is just rotting with heachan 😵‍💫 but i wanted to prioritize your request before i can proceed with writing my haechan thoughts down haha 😋 also i wanted to thank you for reading and enjoying my morning with haechan drabble that’s so sweet from you!!🫶🏼🥹 and i would be EXTREMELY happy if you could tell me what you think of this through an ask😭 i’d love to hear your opinion as i already did a request before this one and i’ve never gotten any feedback so i was a bit sad :(( anywayssss without further ado, please enjoy!!💘💞💕💖💗💓

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buy me a coffee🥹🫶🏼

the kitchen was quiet again after you turned off the water boiler. with the tea bags already tucked inside the two mugs on the counter, you poured the hot water and watched as it quickly changed its color, from clear to deep red. the steam created small clouds that kept disappearing into the air as you took your mug in both hands to warm your palms before placing it on a platter, followed by your boyfriend’s.

the gloomy weather outside made you feel calm and collected, and your body moved smoothly around the kitchen as you tried to cut some pieces of cake, along some strawberries and bananas for you and your boyfriend to munch on while chilling in the living room. it was a sunday, a rare day for mark to have some rest and just relax at home and you were so happy that you guys were going to spend some time together after ages of him being busy.

from the small distance separating the kitchen and the living room, you could hear him talking on the phone. you heard him say 엄마 (eomma) a few times, and you could easily understand that he was talking to his mother on the phone. other than that, you were quite clueless about what he was saying.

sometimes you’d feel so left out of his life, you wanted to be part of everything that made him be the person that he was today. mark never once made you feel a difference because of the language barrier, you guys communicate easily in english but sometimes you just wish you could understand more than just a few words of his mother tongue.

you bit your lip slightly as you gazed at him from your standing position in the kitchen. his voice was smooth, almost dripping with warm honey, the words sounding more gruff and slurred than usual, which signaled that he was indeed relaxed but also very tired that just one day of rest won’t be enough to make it up for all the work load that’s been on his shoulders.

your eyes softened on him, your tea long forgotten as you just relished in the sound of his small and sweet voice. he looked so cute curled up in the far side of the couch, head lying in the arm rest as his fingers raked mindlessly through his disheveled blue strands of hair.

his eyes would close for longer seconds and sometimes he would just opt for humming an answer instead of taking the time to formulate a coherent one. your heart swelled as you looked at him.

“my baby…” you sighed under your breath.

your gaze was lingering on him too long he felt it burning on his skin, which made him throw a look up in your direction. his tongue poked the corner of his mouth while a smile bloomed on his lips, his eyebrows jumped up his forehead into a questioning look, asking you if you were okay with a tilt of his face but you just smiled at him, shaking your head.

“tell her i said hi,” you whispered to him and he nodded in response, quickly translating your phrase into korean.

you were fascinated to say the least, you’ve always been. the way mark quickly switched from english to korean, or sometimes mixing both the languages in one phrase was effortlessly attractive to you.

at first you tried to learn the language secretly from him, thinking about surprising him with it in the future, but as you went on, your hopes have diminished as it got harder with every grammar lesson, and not to start talking about the vocabulary… mark knew that you started learning korean and everyday he would be so proud to be with someone like you, to be loved by someone like you.

the fact that you decided to sacrifice some time out of your day to learn the language that he grew up with, the language that linked him with his family and his roots, the language in which mark felt home made him fall even deeper in love with you. and he was always so happy to help you with it.

“i’ll never be enough for you,” you sniffled, letting go of the pencil you had between your fingers before hugging your knees closer to your chest.

when mark saw the effort you were making in learning his mother tongue, his heart swelled and grew larger inside his chest, that he wanted to physically grab it and put it back in its place.

“sweetheart, why haven’t you told me?” he scooted closer to your body that was sitting on the floor, pushing your notebook and pencil case aside and engulfing you in a warm embrace. “i could teach you,” his fingers gently rubbed your arm in a comforting manner. he made you feel so loved with just small and tender touches.

“you would?” you whispered, finally looking up at him.

mark wiped your tears with the back of his index finger, a love foolish smile illuminating his face. “of course i would. let me see your notebook, we’ll start with the basics.”

that was the conversation you guys had a few weeks ago and since then, mark has never stopped taking some time to help you learn the language little by little.

when the call with his mother ended, you grabbed the platter with the tea mugs, cake and cut up fruits and went to sit next to him on the couch.

“how’s your family?” you asked as you handed his tea mug over to him.

“thanks babe,” mark sat up straight and quickly took the cup from your hands, giving you a quick peck on the lips as a thank you before he answered your question. “they’re doing good, they’re on a vacation in gangwon right now.” he talked before taking a sip.

“really? it’s cold right now to be in a beach area,” you wondered, plopping a strawberry inside your mouth.

“exactly,” mark swallowed his cake bite, “their plan was to see the snow on the beach.” his eyes traveled up to give you an encouraging look, the words being something you knew the translation to them in korean.

you quickly understood your assignment. “해변에 눈 (haebyeon-ae noon),” you smiled as you answered confidently.

“good job, babe,” he scrunched his nose at you, following it by a bright smile. “let’s see if you can translate another word, how about that?”

“mark, this is supposed to be your rest day,” you laughed, leaning on his shoulder.

“i am resting,” he reassured, his hand reaching out to secure your head on his shoulder when you wanted to pull away from his body. this little action was enough to send your heart into a frenzy of heartbeats and butterflies.

“mmm,” mark hummed, the vibrations of his voice spreading throughout your body and making you feel at ease. “if you could tell me what we’re doing right now, in korean, i’ll reward you with something.”

“what would that be?” you asked, wittingly.

“the reward?”

you hummed as a yes.

“i’ll let you know when you give an answer, and it needs to be right.”

“mark,” you whined. “that’s unfair!”

“how would that be unfair babe,” mark laughed, his body rocking along yours. “i know you can do it, come on.”

“uhmm, right now we are…” you started thinking, the words coming inside your brain in english first. “drinking tea?”

“yes…in korean?” mark encouraged you to continue.

“지금…“

”ooooohhhhh,” mark reacted too quickly, rubbing your arm and tapping on it encouragingly, already being impressed by you translating one of the most basic words in korean. you were so proud and so happy that he easily made you feel so confident.

“차를 마셔요 (cha-reul masheoyeo)” you articulated slowly, still very much unsure of your translation skills.

“very good baby,” mark pecked your temple. “but what did we learn about actions that are currently happening in time? right now it’s like you said “we drink tea” but there’s a specific way to say “we’re drinking tea”, you remember?”

you hummed in question again. “마시고 있어요 (mashigo isseoyeo)?”

“very good job baby!” mark ruffled your hair and engulfed you in a big hug, pressing your face in his chest. he was very happy and excited that you got it right.

you were happy as well and you started giggling out of nowhere. “let’s do something else.”

“oooohhhh we’re confident now, are we?” he joked which made you slap his chest gently.

“you told me there was a reward, so i’m all in or nothing.”

“okay,” mark chuckled, scratching his chin. “how would you say that the weather is cold outside and you just wanna chill with your talented and handsome boyfriend?”

“that’s intermediate level mark, i’m still a beginner.”

“come on babe, i know you can do it.” he made you pull away from his chest and positioned you to be sitting in front of him on the couch. he stretched his legs in a way that you would be sitting between them before he wrapped them behind your back and pulled you closer to his body.

the heat raised to your ear at his swift movement and the proximity of his body made your heart beat like crazy. mark’s hands reached for your thighs and spread them so he could be positioned in the middle of them as well, before helping you wrap them around his waist.

inside your head, you just tried to control your breathing. your brain felt mushy, thoughts evaporating while your ears buzzed with exhilaration. your pupils dilated as you fixated mark’s face, your gaze zeroing on the mole on his face to avoid looking directly into his eyes.

“babe?” he tapped on your cheek and chuckled when he saw your flustered state. “you’re zoning out, there’s a reward remember?”

“yeah…yes! the reward,” you laughed nervously, wondering what the reward would be. you were already trembling and your heart was palpitating with mark’s face being so close to yours, you could feel his breath fanning over your skin.

“okay, let’s start with translating “the weather is cold outside” first, then we’ll go from there.” he guided you.

you nodded, clearing your throat. mark’s hands rubbed your knees, massaging all over the area to help you relax and concentrate but you were failing miserably as the only thing you could think of was how he was touching you.

you felt so bad ruining such a wholesome moment with your intrusive thoughts but you were just so in love with mark that every little touch still made you feel all giddy.

you bit your lip, inhaling deeply from your nose.

“don’t be nervous,” mark whispered, nodding his head to encourage you to speak.

“추워 (chuweo)…”

“come on babe, give me a full sentence.” he smiled but you just couldn’t get your brain to function properly, you could neither return the smile nor think of what to say. “what did we say about the weather? you learned this word not long ago.”

“i know it starts with an “N”…” you mumbled, your eyes looking everywhere.

“right!” he exclaimed, leaning in to give you a small kiss on the cheek. “here’s a small reward for remembering the start of the word.”

your heart was going to burst out of your chest at how kind and patient mark was with you. and you tried so hard to get the sentence right so you could see his proud smile blooming on his face again.

“날씨가 추워요 (nalssi-ga chuwoyeo)-“you stopped before he could react, “mark i don’t know how to say outside in korean,” you pouted, looking down at your fiddling fingers.

“it’s okay baby, you’re doing so good already.” he ruffled your hair again before noticing your fiddling fingers. he placed his palms on your hand in a calming manner. “in korean it’s okay to drop the word outside in a sentence, just saying the weather is cold (날씨가 추워요) is enough. but in case you want to use it in a sentence in the future, outside is 밖 (bakk). if you want to use it, you need to pair it with 에 (e) or 은 (eun), depends on the sentence.”

you listened carefully to his explanation, while playing with his fingers instead of fiddling with yours.

“so the full sentence would be 밖은 날씨가 추워요 (bakk-eun nalssoga chuwoyeo)?”

“exactly! good job baby,” mark clapped as he saw the relieved smile appear on your face. “now for the second part of the sentence.”

“what was it again? the second sentence?” you sheepishly asked, laughing nervously.

mark raised his eyebrow at you, a poor attempt at flirting with you and you laughed so hard at that. he started leaning closer to you, with his eyebrow still raised. you tried to stop him from getting closer by putting your hands on his shoulders, both of you laughing so hard at each other.

“mark what are you doing?” you asked through the fit of laughter that was going on between you. mark bit his lip, exaggerating his flirtatious action.

“maaaark,” you whined. “stop!” your stomach hurt from how hard you were laughing and he was laughing just as hard as you.

“okay okay,” he surrendered, raising his hands in defeat. “the sentence was “i just want to chill with my talented and handsome boyfriend” now come on.”

“is talented and handsome mandatory?” you laughed, rolling your eyes jokingly.

“of course! if you want to learn korean, you need to know the right words to compliment me with,” he tilted his head to the side, his long fringe draping over his round eyes, “or nah?” he whispered the last word, his voice going an octave deeper.

you cleared your throat. “right, of course, but i only know handsome in korean.”

“mmhm,” mark hummed, squinting his eyes. “that’s not bad already. you know what, skip talented, let’s leave it for a later session, how about that?”

you laughed at his attempts at flirting with you. he was just so cute and so effortlessly attractive with just acting boyish and love foolish. and you loved him just the way he was. you loved his nervousness and you loved the way he would stumble upon his own words sometimes. but most of all, you loved how he always made sure to show you how much he loved you and how much you meant to him. with his encouragement and kind words always warming your heart, you were certain that your heart was in good hands.

you loved him openly and without any restraints. never once being afraid of him breaking your heart. and you promised to be just as good with him as he was with you.

without realizing it, you leaned closer to his cheek where you placed a soft kiss on his skin. and he gave you a questioning look. “thank you for being patient with me mark.”

he smiled as a response. “of course babe.” he rubbed your hand with his thumb before nudging you to continue your assignment.

“okay, so… we said 밖은 날씨가 추워요, now we’re gonna say…잘 생긴 남자 친구와 (jalsaeng-in namjachingu-wa) chill…how do we say chill in korean?”

“just go with chill, that’s alright.” mark smiled.

“okay,” you nodded. “잘 생긴 남자 친구와 chill하고 싶어요 (jalsaeng-in namjachingu-wa chill-hago sipeoyo).”

“perfect!” mark smiled so bright, squeezing your cheeks between his palms until your lips pouted. “that’s my girl,” he whispered before leaning closer to you and kissing you softly on the lips.

your breath hitched inside your throat, and mark noticed it and tried to calm you down and help you get into the kiss by playing with the hair on your nape. he smiled into your lips when you started kissing him back, sneaking your hands around his waist. eagerly, mark brushed his hands down your back before clutching on your thighs and helping you sit on his lap, without breaking the kiss.

“you did so good today you deserve to be kissed until you lose your breath.” mark whispered, his soft breath numbing your puffy lips, making them feel tingly and itching for another kiss.

“is that my reward?” you breathlessly asked, wrapping your arms around his neck, your nose brushing over his.

“you don’t like it?” he looked up at you with hooded eyes. he looked worried, and you played with his neck to show him just how much you loved to be kissed by him.

“i love it!” you breathed out, finally crashing your lips on his, making him emit a low hum from his throat.

did someone say you prepared some cut up fruits for the both of you to enjoy on his rest day? those didn’t even compare to the plenty of kisses you guys were going to give each other.

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the amount of nsfw haechan thoughts i have rotting my brain lately is unhealthy :0 with how good he’s been looking OOF and i just saw a tiktok of his ayo fancam and i went crazy!! 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 what if i write a timestamp or a drabble inspired by the way he licked his lip before doing THAT thing with his hand like OMGGGGGGGG IM GONNA DROWN IN MY PANTS

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OMGGGG YAYYYY 2 HYUCK's DRABBLES <3

u can do it nimi !! i hope more people stumble upon ur writing/blog and showers you with lots of love bcs you truly deserved it 💗 pls do whatever you loves here we'll always support you nimi, also if someone ever sent a hate words towards you pls ignore that okay? im here if you need to rant anything my precious nimi 🥹

I SAW THAT HYUCK ROVER COVER THE FACT THAT HE WAS ON THE CENTER SAYS IT ALL 🤭 ALSO TJE LATEST BOOM BOOM WITH JAEMIN DHKWKFKWKDKSKDKSKSJKA😩

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thank you so much 🍬 anon omg you’re so sweet!! and i hope more people stumble on my writings too because i really am passionate about it and i wanna share my thoughts and feelings with a lot of people who need comfort 🤧💘💕💓 and don’t worry no one has ever sent me hateful comments and if that ever happens i’ll just ignore it 🥹 thank you so much 🫶🏼🫶🏼

haechan……..🤧😵‍💫 he really needs to do more tiktok dances/dance challenges because he’s just THAT GOOD 🥵 i’ve always loved how haechan dances literally he’s my fav dancer in nct i just wish they gave him more chance to show his talent 🥹

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morning with haechan *ੈ✩‧₊˚

🌻✨🌙🌿☁

pairing : idol haechan x f reader.

genre : tooth rutting fluff, domestic, established relationship.

summary : to be very straightforward, this was inspired by his ig live in hongkong.

word count : 1648 words.

warnings : reader has period cramps, make-out session, suggestive.

a/n : i wrote this mainly for myself 😔 i love haechan so much 😭

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buy me a coffee 🥹🫶🏼

if there is a way you could translate the perfect morning, it’d be the way haechan always wraps his arms securely around your body, holding you close to him. it would translate into the way he nuzzles his cute nose into the deepest crook of your neck and breathe in your scent calmly before he opens his eyes. it would be the way he hums softly as his hair tickles your nape and his eyes would notice the goosebumps that would prickle your skin.

but this time, your perfect morning doesn’t seem so perfect anymore when you wake up with atrocious cramps eating out at your lower belly. you can’t open your eyes as you try to control your breathing, your frail fingers catching on haechan’s to ease the pain, or barely try to as it gets stronger.

you curse inside your head and prepare yourself mentally for the hell of a week that’s ahead of you. before an accident would occur, you gently peel yourself away from haechan’s strong grip and hurry to the bathroom. with a deep sigh, you quickly put on a pad and go back to the warmth of the bed.

haechan’s eyes are still closed as he senses you back beside him and without wasting a second, he fumbles around the sheets to wrap his arms around you again, squeezing you into a hug and stretching his body at the same time. you instantly snuggle into his neck before guiding your lips to the mole sitting just below his neck and kissing it gently.

“good morning,” he softly whispers, voice gruff and still dripping with sleep. his morning voice never ceasing to give you butterflies deep inside your tummy.

you hum in response when his fingers start dancing around your lower back, gently massaging your achy muscles. you feel comfortable beside him and your body always seems to feel lighter whenever he’s cuddling into you.

“do you have practice this morning?” you ask with your eyes closed. haechan smiles down at you, a hand still massaging your back while the other slithers inside your hair. his fingers deliver the most tender touches around your ear, the gestures helping you relax even more and melt into him like a burning candle.

you secretly wish he’d have a late start of the day today, just so you can stay glued to him all morning.

“do you want me to stay longer with you?” haechan smiles, his eyes squeezing shut in the process.

your response is just you snuggling closer to his body, your legs wrapping around his.

“hm, clingy girl?” he chuckles as he ruffles your hair, waiting for a verbal answer this time.

you deeply breathe his scent that’s drifting to your nose with every movement of his body. placing another gentle kiss to his neck, you hum. “yes, i want you to stay longer. don’t want you to leave me just yet.”

“okay baby, anything for you,” his thumb dances on your face, the pad kneading around your forehead, temple and the space between your ear and cheek.

“you’re gonna cancel practice?” you pop your eyes open, lifting your face to come closer to his.

“you know i can’t do that, baby,” he pouts, kissing the bridge of your nose before kissing your lips. “but it won’t hurt if i go a bit late.”

you can’t hide your disappointment but you also can’t be greedy while dating an idol. you try to wipe the pout off your face and end up smiling up at him. a stubble has started to from on his chin, giving him a vary sexy look and his lips are beautifully puffy and so kissable, hypnotizing you into pushing your arm up from the sheets and placing your fingers on his pillow-like lips. on instinct, he pressed the tip of his tongue on the corner of his mouth before biting his lower lip and giggling at your sweet actions.

with the pad of his finger still caressing your cheek and yours running through his lower lip, you couldn’t believe that this is true. how he’s here by your side and he loves you way too much for his his own good. and you…your whole existence now has meaning with his name written all over the corners of your body and mind, with touches and kisses and words and hugs imprinted on the map of your skin that he knows oh so well.

you’re not afraid of being an open book to him because he’s so gentle and generous with you. he knows you so well and you don’t mind it one bit. and the same goes for him. he’s never afraid to be vulnerable with you and to unveil his deepest thoughts and feelings because he knows that you’d always have his back, and would love him the way he deserves.

“i’m so in love with you, i can physically feel it.” you confess, taking haechan by surprise.

“yeah?” he whispers, the corners of his lips stretching into a wide smile. with his thumb traveling down to caress your lips, his face gets closer to yours before he places the tenderest, most gently powerful kiss on your lips. your heart skips two beats at a time as he seems to take you into a place far from reality with only his lips dancing around yours.

his soft lips push into yours and mold together to create the perfect pace. your fingers grip his waist, legs pulling him closer into you as if it’s possible to merge into one. your body exudes warmth that can burn his bones down to ashes down your feet, but you would bring him to life over and over again with just one pinch of your fingers. haechan’s heart drums crazily over the curves of his ribcage as his fingers take their usual path to lodge into the swell of your hips, and going down to strongly grip on your butt.

the smallest yet most sinful whine escapes the back of your throat as you arch your back into him, your chest pressing into his, nipples hotly poking his naked chest and igniting a speedy rush of blood to pump angrily down his bundle of nerves. haechan’s breathing quickens and he latches on your lips as if it’s his last mission.

he makes you feel good with everything he does, from his passionate kisses to his sensual touches, he’s got your small heart full of him. and with one last bite on your lower lip, he gently pulls away with it still between his teeth, before it bounces back to its place, a visible thread of saliva stretching between your mouths.

“can you feel it now?” he breathes, hard on top of you. “how much i love you?”

your hazy eyes gaze at each other as if you guys were up in the clouds, your chests rise and fall through a crazy rhythm with fingers still gripping into each other because you can’t get enough.

“more.” you whisper.

“more?” haechan chuckles, pecking your lips softly. “more what, baby?” he tilts his head to the side, his childish side quickly making an appearance after he has just managed to swipe you off your feet, not quite literally since you guys were laying down on the bed.

“i can feel it more now,” you guide his hand to place it on top of your trembling heart, and he smiles proudly at that. “and i always want more of you, haechan. always, always, always.”

“i’m always yours baby, and you can take whatever you want from me, i’m all yours.” his arms wrap around you, giving you the warmest hug before softly pulling away.

“i’ll be back in a sec.” he quickly retreats from your embrace before getting back to bed with a tissue in his hand. you look at him confused before he starts wiping the droplets of sweat that have gathered on top of your cupid’s bow and all around your neck.

your heart swells at his actions and you can’t help the smile from reaching your lips as you notice the pout forming on his mouth from concentrating on wiping your sweat away from your skin.

“are you having bad cramps?” haechan asks, worrisome visible on his face. “you’re sweating so much…” he trails off, voice softening towards the end.

“yes,” you answer, only now realizing the state you’re in. “but you made me forget about them,” you smile tenderly at him.

“i love you so much,” he wraps both his hands around your face, before kissing your forehead. “my strong girl. let me go grab some painkillers for you, hm?” he kisses your forehead again.

you nod your head at him with a smile on your face. you see his silhouette disappear behind the door of the bedroom before you turn to lie on your back. the butterflies inside your tummy getting wilder by the second, with every kind touch and word coming from haechan, you seem to only drown in his love even deeper, especially when he knows what’s wrong with you without you saying anything to him.

you deeply inhale from your nose, when you see him enter the room again, a cup of water and painkillers in hand.

“here,” he helps you sit up, pulling your body up with a hand gently placed on the back of your neck. he then grabs the cup of water and guides it to your lips, smiling at you until you take a sip. “there you go.”

“thank you.”

“anything for my baby,” he smiles before turning his attention to the window behind you. “it seems like it’s gonna rain this morning, how about we put on a movie of your choice?”

“sounds like a perfect morning then.”

and with that, period cramps are long forgotten, and your perfect morning is back again.

back and better.

a/n : this was supposed to be a small haechan drabble…i got carried away SO MUCH!! but blame haechan, don’t blame me 😔 i hope you enjoyed what i wrote, please reblog if you did🫶🏼 my heart is still beating so fast!!🤭

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how i wish i can hug u tightly rn 😭💗 you've been there for hyuck since day 1 it must be quite mixed feelings for you to witnessed how much he grows and how much sijeunis he attracts recently 😭 ALSO IHMYGOD SJFKWKLDKA THAts nOT A PROBLEM???? ofc u can switch to be a hyuck's writing acc, i mean if thats going to make you happy we're all happy and im SEATED 🙈💗 looking forward to more of ur hyuck's writing nimi i truly love everything you wrote 😭

HNGGGGG HYUCK RECENT TIKTOK BRUH HES SO BABYGIRL I JUST LOVE HIM SO MUCH HOW HE MAKES THE DANCING LOOKS SO EASY ;____; he just getting better at everything oH OUR HYUCK YOURE SO DREAMY 🫂💭

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aaaaahhhhhhh thank you so much 🍬 anonie🫶🏼🫶🏼 anddddd i’m working on TWO haechan drabbles!! he’s been on my mind so much…my heart has been beating so fast since i last wrote the morning drabble with him which was LAST SUNDAY!!

and did you see he finally did the Rover dance challenge with mark, jeno and jisunggggg i was soooooooo happyyy😭😭😭😭😭

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THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR READING AGAIN AND ENJOYING IT!!🥹🥹🥹💘💘💘💘 and haechan’s moles…….haechan is gonna drive me insane😵‍💫i only got him on my mind it’s crazy😔

moles ♡‧₊˚ lee haechan

pairing : haechan x gn reader.

genre : established relationship, fluff.

summary : you read something on the internet that made you feel jealous of a person you didn’t even know but haechan knows just how to reassure you.

word count : 833 words.

warnings : reader and haechan are whipped for each other, pet names (sweetheart, baby), mentions of an orgasm, naked bodies but no sexual activity involved just a lot of kisses, reader is slightly possessive of haechan, mention of nipple.

a/n : i’m so in love with haechan it hurts. thoughts always full of him 😵‍💫 hope you enjoy this little drabble, requests are open &lt;3

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warmth surrounded you like an orbit, spinning around your body and interweaving with your breaths. with every rise and fall of haechan’s chest beneath your head, your body fell into a never-ending galaxy of buzzing comfort and sparkling euphoria.

the tip of your finger danced around his skin. drawing circles on his bare chest, grazing over his flesh ever so slightly. you placed your palm flat against his heart, you were not surprised at the speed it was beating. both of you very much aware of the love you hold for the other.

and your hearts never lie.

“i read something earlier,” you replaced your palm with your head, tucking it nicely above his chest.

“yeah?” he hummed, his unusual deep and breathy voice vibrating from his body to send dusty ripples down your spine. “what was it about?”

his plump lips gravitated habitually to the top of your head. your hair slightly tickling his stubbled-chin that he hasn’t shaved for a while. he breathed in, your smell intoxicating him, his brain was full of you and every part of his body, from head to toe, was in love with you.

your response was a kiss on the spot where your ear was witnessing a symphony conducted by his heartbeats. you were his favorite song and he looked down at you with stars dancing in his eyes.

his entire body hummed with prickling goosebumps as you gently swayed your lips all over his chest. his breath hitched inside his throat when you ever so slightly teased a kiss over his nipple.

he was enchanted by the way you made him feel. and he enjoyed your sudden possessive demeanor.

you trailed your kisses up his torso, pecking his collarbones and working your way up his neck. your body moved on its own as you straddled him, lips still hot on his skin. on instinct, his hands attached to your waist. manly and slender fingers dancing across the naked skin of your waist until they nuzzled themselves into your hips.

he sighed against your temple as you placed loving kisses on his neck and smiled when he let out the tiniest whine that only you could enkindle in the loudest settings and quietest corners. and he burned in satisfaction.

you pulled away, watching him gently reach out after you. his beautiful neck, jaw and cheek on full display. all pretty and littered with moles you created constellations with inside the galaxies that your eyes held.

“you must’ve been very loved in your past life, and i’m jealous because it wasn’t me who gave you all these beautiful moles,” you pouted, your pointy finger tracing over the moles of his cheek, making out the shape of the constellation you loved so much.

“beauty marks are where your past lover kissed you the most. they sure loved your cheeks, jaw and neck,” you whispered as you kissed over his moles.

haechan laughed way out loud at your cuteness, thumbs swirling over your skin. his hands traveled up your back, settling on your head and pulling you away gently.

“where did this come from, all of a sudden?” he giggled up at you, eyes crinkling. you were sitting so beautifully on top of his body as he was leaning on the soft pillows behind him.

he wanted to engrave this moment in his heart forever.

“i’m so jealous of your past lover,” you curled your hands on his chest, head down and back slightly arched.

“you’re acting as if i just didn’t give you one of the best, most toe-curling orgasms ever, sweetheart. why are you jealous of my past lover and where did this thought even come from?” haechan was seriously so confused but amused at what you were blabbering about.

“i read it online,” you admitted, shrugging.

he wondered if you had even come down from your high. he sat up straight, holding your face with both hands until your lips pouted and he placed multiple kisses on top.

“baby,” first kiss.

“my baby,” second kiss.

“i’m all yours,” third kiss.

“there’s no such thing as a past lover,” fourth kiss.

“and even if there was,” fifth kiss.

“i can assure you that i love you,” sixth kiss.

“one,” seventh kiss.

“thousand,” eighth kiss.

“times,” ninth kiss.

“more than them,” tenth kiss.

“i love you so much, and i’ll love you as long as the stars keep shining in the night skies,” he flipped you over, snuggling you underneath his warm body. he planted multiple kisses down your cheeks and neck, setting up goosebumps to burn on your skin.

“i’ll forever be yours, forever and for a whole lifetime,” he reassured, smiling down at you and brushing his nose against yours.

“then let me kiss you,” you traced his moles again. you’ve always been obsessed with them but this time you couldn’t control your feelings with him. “let me kiss all the places you have moles on your body.”

“can’t turn down an offer like that, i’m all yours baby.”

a/n : this drabble basically wrote itself, RIP. reader is me, i’m so whipped for haechan☹️💘 feedback is appreciated, let me know what you think of this 🫶🏼

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i can’t believe i had to work on a saturday…but i’m home now 🥹thank goodness. sometimes i just feel so sad because i need to wake up early in the mornings (sometimes even on the weekends) to work, but then again i remember that that’s how it works everywhere and for everyone… and i don’t even earn a lot… don’t even earn half as much as i should be making as someone who studied hard to get their master’s degree…

but i need to settle for a small job for now, i’m not even sure if they’re gonna keep me with them as it is just an internship for now, but i work so hard to try to please them🤧😔 sometimes i can’t even say anything, even if i endure so many unfair treatments…

thank god i have a place where i can write down my feelings without being judged. i love writing, it’s the only thing i know how to do and the only thing that makes me forget about how harsh real life can be. i’m someone who had lots of dreams to accomplish but everything seems to be slipping away from my fingers, so imagination is my only refugee🥹😔

i will try to write as much as i can tonight and tomorrow because i really wanna share my thoughts with as many people as i can and because i know that i’m not the only one who uses little imagines as a source of comfort.

i hope my writings bring comfort to whoever is looking for it💘

if you really enjoy what i write and want me to write something for you, my requests are open <3 and if anyone can tip me/help me support myself financially, you can buy me a coffee here 🥹💘🫶🏼thank you so much in advance!!🥹💘

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STOP STOP STOP STOP NOT ME FREAKING AT WORK BECAUSE OF THIS!!!!!!

I CANNOT BELIEVE THIS I CANNOT BELIEVE THIS!!!! @hyuckmov you’re one of FAV haechan writers on here omg thank youuu for reading🤧🤧🤧😭😭😭😍😍😍