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district2001 · 3 years

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Kiss Detox

Seventeen AU: 14th member

Jangmi x Haechan (NCT)

Recap: Haechan and Jangmi being smitten for each other. PURE FLUFF

Requested: Yes-ish

janghyuck ALSJAKSJ it's so cute, I need more

Words: 1.5k

AN: Requests are OPEN

I’m sorry for the lack of incorrect posts this week. Girlies dying with exams.

“I think Wonwoo hates me.”

“What makes you say that?” Jangmi asked, closing her bedroom door.

“He death glared me when I followed you to your room.”

She snuggled next to her boyfriend. “You do realise you’re dating his little sister, right?”

Haechan groaned, falling back on the bed till he lightly hit his head on the wall. “He liked me before.”

“That was before you started making out with me.”

He raised his eyebrow. “Does that mean he’ll like me if we stopped making out?”

“Are you suggesting we stop doing that?”.”

“Maybe we should go on a kissing detox?” Haechan suggested innocently.

“Right… Maybe I should go on an English detox as well.” Jangmi laughed, snuggling closer to his chest.

“Mi-Mi. I’m serious.”

She pulled away from his chest. “Am I that much of a bad kisser?”

“No. No. You’re fine. You’re perfect.” He reassured, brushing a stray hair out of her face. “I just really want them to like me again.”

“And you’re willing to give up kisses?” Jangmi asked with a pout, pretending to be hurt. “Just for those idiots to like you.”

“It’s kind of important that I get along with my girlfriends’ brothers.” Haechan smiled. “Who else can I plan surprises with.”

Jangmi playfully wiggled her eyebrows. “Am I getting surprises?”

“Not if they don’t like me, you won’t.”

She leaned in to peck his lips. “They liked you once. They’ll definitely like you again.”

Haechan grabbed her face as she was pulling away and brought her in for another kiss. This time peppering her forehead with lots of small kisses. “God. I hope they do. Then I can spend more time with you.”

She successfully pulled away this time. “How’s the no kissing going?” Jangmi asked playfully.

Haechan cocked his head to the side. “Technically, it was no making out.”

“Well played.” Jangmi laughed as she propped herself off her bed, ignoring her boyfriends whine. She grabbed a folder from her shelf. “You know how I said I was missing a bunch of your photocards.”

Haechan nodded, even though she wasn’t facing him.

“Well, I found someone who was willing to trade me one of Yuta’s for you.”

She proudly turned around to show him her photocard collection, the cover of the folder reading ‘NCT PC’s’. The space which had previously been empty, was now filled with his ‘2017 seasons greeting’ card.

He outstretched his arm, so she could pass him the folder.

“Your collections’ getting bigger.” Haechan praised, flicking through. “I swear you didn’t have the Johnny one before.” He pointed at the Irregular photocard.

Jangmi smiled, crawling back to her original position on the bed. “The seller gave me that for free.”

“How many of mine are you missing now?”

“Still got quite a lot.” Jangmi sighed. “I need your SM rookies one- but literally no one is willing to sell it. And then I need both your sailor boy outfit ones from ‘we young.’ I have the cute one with you in the glasses thankfully.” She flicked over to that page and took the photocard out of its slot.

“Do the glasses suit me?”

Jangmi nodded. “Literally everything suits you.”

“Everything?”

Jangmi looked away. “Maybe not your bright red bowl cut.” She muttered under her breath.

Haechan put his hand on her knee and gave it a squeeze. “Don’t feel bad for saying its ugly.”

“I didn’t say it was ugly.” Jangmi protested.

Haechan scoffed. “It literally ranks as one of the worst NCT hairstyles.”

“Not as bad as my pizie cut though.”

“I liked yourshort hair. It made you look extra cute.” He bopped her nose.

Jangmi hit him playfully, her cheeks hued after the compliment. Even after a month of dating, and years of being best friends, he still made her flustered.

“Are you saying I’m not cute now?” She asked, trying to distract him from her reddening face.

“How could anyone think your cute after seeing you in ‘Getting Closer.’ You literally looked like you were going to murder every man you laid eyes on.”

“But our last comeback was soft.” Jangmi whined. “I was wearing a massive sweater.”

“Doesn’t matter. I think you’re losing your title as ‘Baby of the 3rd Gen.’”

She rolled her eyes. “To who?”

“Me.”

“Most defaintely not.”

“You should’ve thought of that before writing ‘Getting Closer-’” Jangmi flicked her boyfriend’s forehead, in which he replied with a grunt. “Stop being such a baby.”

“Am I a baby?” Haechan baited. “Because I seem to recall that I was born in 2000. What year were you born again?”

“Mentally a baby.” Jangmi clarified, moving her face closer to his.

“If I was a baby would I do this?”

“Do what-”

Jangmi’s question was interrupted by Haechan pulling her down with him, so that she was lying on his chest- half their bodies off the bed. His arms sneaking around her waist, holding her closely so he could bury his nose in her freshly died light brown hair.

“Let go of me.” Jangmi grunted, trying to pull away.

“5 minutes.” Haechan whispered softly. She could feel his eyes close from beneath her. His eyelashes, tickling her shoulder as they shut.

“Fine. But can we at least move up the bed, so we don’t fall off.”

He happily complied, and they scooted up to the top. Jangmi turned around, so that she was lying on top of him.

“Have you been sleeping well?” She asked lovingly, noticing the faint dark circle around his eyes, that his makeup couldn’t hide.

Haechan nodded, still with his eyes closed.

She propped herself up with one of her arms and used the other to move some strands of hair out of his face.

Haechan opened one eyes, and slowly lifted himself off the bed to give her a quick kiss, before falling back into her blue pillow.

He hugged her tightly, kissing the hair at the top of her head.

Jangmi tensed, and looked up at her boyfriend, once again inspecting his eyebags.

“It doesn’t look like you are.”

“I am.” He replied monotonously.

“Really?” She prodded, poking his cheek.

Haechan sighed, still keeping his eyes closed. “Not really. I think I’ve messed up my sleep schedule for good.”

“How about, instead of going out for a walk later tonight, we can just lie down here?” She suggested.

“Didn’t you really want to see the sunset?” He opened his eyes, looking for her reaction.

Jangmi smiled. “There’ll be other sunsets. You only get the chance to rest now.”

He searched her face for any sign of disappointment or hint of annoyance but was left empty-handed. Haechan pulled her back down onto his chest, and once again hugged her tightly.

She gave in, relaxing in his familiar embrace.

They lay in silence for a while, the hum of the heater being the only noise in the room.

“I’m sorry I’m tired.” Haechan mumbled, into the nape of her shoulder, sending vibrations through her whole body.

“Don’t be. You’re literally the definition of being overworked. You deserve a break more than anyone I know.” She complimented, in a whisper.

“Really?” He asked, his voice laced with tiredness and a hint of self-doubt.

“Absolutely.” She agreed firmly, slightly pushing herself off him, to give her boyfriend peck on his lips.

Haechan whined. “One more.”

Jangmi happily obliged to his demand.

Except this time, the kiss wasn’t as innocent. Haechan pushes Jangmi down on the bed, before repositioning himself on top of her. She gasps at the sudden shift.

Before she had a chance to protest, his lips were locked with hers. He tongue running down the entrance of her lips, to which she parted after a second of hesitation.

Haechan pulled away. “Are we going to fast? We can slow down if you want.”

Jangmi looked into his eyes. She shook her head. “Its fine. Just a shock that’s all.”

With their lips were reconnected. The kiss even deeper than the last, with his tongue running on the roof of her mouth. They pulled apart for air, momentarily, before Jangmi pulled Haechan closer.

“Imagine suggesting not making out with me, only to make out with me an hour later.” Jangmi mumbled jokingly against his lips.

Haechan bit her top lip. “They just need to think we’re not making-”

“Jangmi have you se- WHAT IS GOING ON HERE!”

Haechan scrambled off Jangmi in surprise and fell to the floor.

“Hi Seungcheol Hyung.” Jangmi waved weakly, a nervous smile visible on her face.

“Annyeonghaseyo Seungcheol.” Haechan greeted, pushing himself off the floor.

“It’s sunbaenim to you.” Seungcheol said coldly.

“Is there a party in Jangmi’s room?” Hoshi’s voice was heard echoing through the corridor. Dammit. They must have come back early from their leader line meeting

“Actually Soonyoung-ah, I think she’s a bit busy to throw a party.” Her general leader replied, sarcastically.

Hoshi poked his head around the door. “Doing what? Oh Hi Haechan”

“I’m so dead.” Haechan muttered under his breath.

Jangmi could only nervously laugh in agreement.

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neo-culture-mafia · 4 years

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NCT 127 Mafia Dad Reaction to Their Daughter Getting in a Fight

Yes yes yes, here I am. Back with a very long...and long awaited return. Idk I hope someone wanted me back atleast lol.

I have been gone alot recently because I am getting ready for college and May 15 marks the last day for online class for my Senior Year! So I'll be graduating and needed to get some stuff sorted out. I don't want to be away so much but there's not a day I don't go on here just to read everyone's lovely comments and asks that they don't ask me to post. I love you all and will hopefully give you more stuff to read soon.

As I have stated in most of my nct mafia dad reaction (s) I will only be doing the older members because of reality and making it seem believable (??) So '94-'98 line. Sicheng, Kun, and Ten Will not be in this because...idk...maybe...WayV version...coming soon...??...possibly...

Love always,

But here we go~~

Taeyong

To say that he was pissed was an understatement. He had gotten the call that you were in the school office; a girl being hauled off to the infirmary while you sulked in anger.

"Please don't call my dad. Please." You had pleaded the principal as her phone was already next to her ear. Her finger hovered over the 'dial' button. "Then who am I supposed to call?" Her eyes squinted menacingly. "My...my uncle...Jaemin." You ran over all the memorized numbers in your mind.

"As in Na Jaemin." Her words carried his name so poisonous. Your nod had her scoffing. "He's caused more trouble in this school than you have." Her finger dropped onto the dreaded button and it sent you reeling into your office chair.

"Hello, Mr. Lee. This is headmaster Ms. Kwan at your daughter, y/n's school. How are you today?" She had this sinister smile as you stared her down across the dark wood desk.

"Well I'm afraid to inform you that I am not calling you on good terms. It seems as if y/n was involved in a fight today during the school assembly."

The principal nodded as you could tell that your dad was asking questions. "Well we can all talk about that when you come to retrieve her. Unless you send one of her family member's to pick her up." She nodded and smiled. "Thank you and I will relay the message." She said and hung up the phone.

Once the phone was down, her smile fell. "Your father is coming to retrieve you." She said and motioned towards the door.

You waited in the hall in the uncomfortable wooden chair and decided to get some shut eye. You dozed off for the best and quickest nap ever.

Flick

Flick flick

Your eyes opened to your dad infront of you. "What's with you?" He asked and grabbed your arm. You looked back to see the principal waving him off nicely.

You groaned as he dragged you out of the school. "I was in the middle of a meeting, y/n. There was no reason for you to fight." He ranted, eyebrows furrowed.

The black SUV had an empty seat next to the drivers that made you want to puke.

"Then people should learn how to keep their mouths shut." You said and he only picked up speed towards the car.

It was a long car ride home as he lectured you on fighting and the effects it could have on the mind; his position and job totally slipping his own.

(stern dad! Tae?? UGH a fan fav...also i like this gif. Concentrated boi)

Taeil

He was more shocked than anything. Not his precious daughter. No way that it was actually you. As well as he knew, you were the person usually getting picked on and slow to anger. The headmaster just got your name confused...right???

wrong

He hurried to your school to see you sitting in the office with bruised knuckles and tears threatening to spill. He opened the door and didn't even ask questions, just taking you and wrapping you in his arms.

"What happened?" He whispered as he felt you shake with cries. "I want to leave." You whispered. "Mr. Moon. Thank you for coming so quickly." The headmaster approached slowly behind him. "According to multiple witnesses, your daughter was the one who initiated. So if you take a step into my office we can discuss disciplinary mea-" "yeah. Witnesses. Yet when she's come to you on teacher referrals for class bullying, there was 'no witnesses'...right?"

Taeil's mind was racing with anger. The phrase being looped in his head when he had enough of you coming home upset from the constant teasing. He had taken it into his own hands to call the school and the phrase 'no witnesses' now seemed mocking for the situations that had taken place earlier.

"Mr. Moon. We can discuss this as civilized adults in my of-" "No what's going to happen is you are going to get withdrawal papers from your office and bring them to me." His voice commanding and as if the headmaster was programmed; walking into her office and grabbing a stack of papers and returning moments later.

Your dad gripped the stack of papers with one hand, yanking it towards his own figure and turning you both around. You both walked out in silence as his hand rested on your shoulder lovingly.

"Did you eat lunch?" His words trying to distract you from the situation. You shook your head no and he smiled sweetly.

"Let's go get some food and then go to that new dessert cafe that Jungwoo was talking about." He pinched your cheek softly, seeing your usual smile like through a little bit.

You would be okay. You were with him. No one could hurt you when he was around.

(soft taeil is also a fan fav)

Johnny

Jaehyun had popped his head in to the training room, his ear to his phone. "Y/n is about to get jumped." He was so nonchalant that it threw him for a loop.

"She's calling you in a sec- yes. honey, I told him. No. You're not gonna DRAG anyone. NO YOUR NOT GONNA DO AN EVIL DROP BY ON ANYONE'S KNEE CAPS. YOUR MOTHER WOULD KILL US BOTH ARE YOU INSA-." The boys could hear Jae as he walked off down the hall.

Your phone call already had Johnny heading in from training.

"Dad."

"What's up, pumpkin?"

"I'm about to get my ass beat."

Your cold tone died down his smile. "Why?"

"I don't know. The girl. Her boyfriend. Whatever." Your tone seemed flat and like you couldn't be bothered by it.

"What are you doing now? I can be up there in 15 minutes." He said which got the attention of Mark and Taeyong who were training with him.

"I'm eating ice cream at lunch. Just waiting with Jaehyun's daughter." He could basically hear you shrug your shoulders. "Why aren't you in the office or something?!" He asked grabbing his keys and waving the concerned boys off.

"There's no point. If I run away today then the same threat will be there tomorrow." He was already halfway to his car.

"Stop trying to be a hero. Go-"

"Don't touch her, bitch." Then a bunch of muffled and girly screams from the other side...they weren't yours.

He groaned as his engine roared and he was off towards your school.

"You have my temper and your moms attitude." He sighed to himself.

He heard the fight being broken up by what he presumed to be staff of the school.

"Someone call an ambulance!" He heard someone shout and be automatically knew it wouldn't be for you.

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You sat in the passengers seat unscathed except for a busted knuckle.

"...that bitch ruined my ice cream..."

"That's all you can think about?!"

"That's all I care about right now!"

"You sent her to the hospital!"

"She started it! She touched my friend and expected me to just be a pushover about it?! I stick to my own and protect who I want to." you mumbled, looking out the window.

"its not my fault she couldn't finish it."

"Can you stop acting like me for 10 seconds?! You don't have 'your own' yet. You're in highschool." He spat and anger etched into your face.

"I'm your kid. I'm going to be like you, Dad. And my own is whoever I want them to be. We've been conjoined at the hip since birth. If I want to stick up for her then I-" "You'd what, y/n?!" His voice now raised.

"I'd do it again." You truthfully spoke and he could only huff through his nose, car becoming deathly silent.

"Her aim was terrible-" "ENOUGH." Your dad rarely shouted but when he did, you knew you were in deep shit.

"Why are you so angry with me?! Jaehyun's daughter was there too. She laid some hits in too. He was smiling when he picked her up!" You said looking at how his knuckles turned white against the steering wheel.

"Because he's not me. I care about you and what you put yourself in to." He said firmly.

"I gave you a heads up, though." You rolled your eyes, sinking into the seat as he pulled into the base. "She did. Not you. You should've called me or atleast told me before it happened." He was now eerily calm. You bit your tongue for any further argument.

"Well it's all over with me now. You have to answer to Mark." You turned towards him with a dropped jaw.

"No Mark."

"Yes. Mark." He smiled and got out. You turned to leave and was met with Mark waiting for you to open your door. He did not look friendly. Your beginning position in the Junior Forces was now going to be exercised.

"I would've rather just gotten jumped."

(angry dad Johnny??? No cap I think he'd be scary when angry)

Yuta

He was just overall confused about the whole situation you had told him about.

"You're doing what?"

"Run...running, dad." He looked to his advisors as if they could hear your out of breath voice in their own ears. "Okay. But, why?" He asked for more clarification.

"Boys. Alot. Jumping. Punched. Running, now." He could hear you wheeze. "Okay well I'll be there but you have to tell me where you are.

"Down street. Open gates. Please." Your voice was calm but draining. He got up and started walking with his advisors close to him. "I'll meet you out there." He had sighed when you ended the call.

"Open the gates. She's in trouble...or started it." He finished off and one of the advisors broke away to carry out orders.

"She's a handful." His advisor had said as they made it out the door and we're walking towards the opening gates. "What do you expect? She's my daughter." He smirked as they now waited.

As if on cue, your slowing form came around the corner of the alley that housed the entrance to the large house; the high and old gates giving the façade of an abandoned or old house.

Behind you was a large group of boys and some men who trailed along loosely. Yuta could tell you were tired and giving up fight with help looking so close.

"Backup at main gate, many people, possibly armed." Yuta's advisor had murmured into his earpiece. Doors opened as more armed guards came to protect their boss and his loving daughter.

While your legs had slowed, some of the group had gained. But once you crossed the path of the gate, your feet were skidding for a stop into your dad's body. He caught you and you practically fell onto your knees for a feel of relief. Your bloody cheek and bruised arms caught his attention as he could examine and treat them later.

The boys skidded behind you and stopped infront of the like of armed guards. Your wheezing didn't quit quickly as you were still facing down danger.

"Are you okay?" Yuta's hands patted your hair in a comforting manner. You nodded, holding onto his suit jacket just to be grounded to reality for a little while longer.

"What's the problem?" He asked the group. "She has our money." One of the representing boys accused. "Money for what?" Yuta has his questions laid out from the moment he had seen you running. "Yakuza fine." He huffed. "I didn't take anything. That wasn't me." You started marching towards the boys but Yuta pulled you back.

"What do you have anything to do with that group?" Yuta asked, his arm around your shoulder so you wouldn't attack.

"Pay-off. We pay them. We get to run our small organized crime unit in Kyoto." Yuta was now pissed at the group. "Why do you think she took-" "She has the tattoo of the enemy." They pointed towards your wrist, a small tattoo of neo cultures symbol on your wrist bone, in sight.

"Do you boys know who I am?" Yuta asked quickly. "And the land I own?" The group had fallen silent. "I am apart of something way larger than the group you ARE scared of." Yuta had let go of you and began walking towards the group himself. "So big infact that I only run our operation in Japan. But I own so much land here," he stood face to face with the representing boy. "I own you." Yuta stated.

The group could see their 'leader' crack. "We got bills to pa-" "Kyoto is my land. You're practically giving donations," Yuta's voice stern, "getting robbed."

Yuta turned around to start walking towards you again. "Her problems are my problems. Stay away from what's mine and don't start trouble~" he sang as he turned you around with him and began to walk towards the door. "Leave and we'll get in contact when we need to. You're on my land," Yuta continued his ramble as he opened the door, poking his head back out once more to look at the group with a fake smile,

"and you have bills to pay." the next order came towards the guards. "Get them off my land."

He shut the door and put both hands on your shoulders, examining your face intently for bad injuries. "Are you okay?" He asked and he was met with a reassuring nod.

"Good. Now let's go eat some food. You need to eat more. You're looking so thin lately-"

(I literally g i g g l e d. this man scary)

Doyoung

He knew your anger popped and sizzled at random moments. You had learned to take care of it but there were always slip-ups and...accidents.

"She did WHAT?!" The whole practice building shook with his scream of disbelief. Everyone jumped as his voice shook the walls.

Taeyong coming in quickly to check on him and was met with a red-in-the-face Doyoung. His hand was gripped onto a knife he was working on before he got the call. The knife now halfway through his work table.

"Tell her I will be there in 30 minutes. No more. No less." He slammed his cell phone down, surprisingly going crack-free.

"What happened?" Tae asked quietly from infront of his friend's desk.

"Y/n. Got in a big fight. Took. Hostages. Weapon? Hairbrush." Doyoung's voice was flat and held no emotion.

"I can go get her if you want. Give you time to cool down." Taeyong offered fearlessly. "No. Its gonna be a long drive home with lots of yelling." He sighed, rubbing his temples.

"There's a bigger issue here that we need to address though." Taeyong said and Doyoung was about to pop himself.

"What. Now." His hands gripped his chair's arms roughly.

"She's been out of her medication for the past 2 weeks. She's honestly, probably going through withdrawal." He broke the news that had been slipping over Doyoung's head.

"I just got her medication-" "2 months ago." Taeyong was firm with this matter. "I only know this because Kun called me this morning. He still has her medication for this month in China. No one wrote off the approval to send it." Taeyong sighed and Doyoung now just felt guilty.

"That explains so much." He rubbed his eyes. "Mood swings. Appetite loss. Fatigue. Rage and violent outbursts. Sweating. Throwing-up. Depressive state. " He started listing off everything he had noticed for the past 2 weeks or so that had been getting progressively worse.

"Please write it off. I'll be back with her in a little bit." Doyoung said getting up and grabbing his keys and phone. "Should I make something for her to eat?" Tae called down the hall. "Please." He sang.

You were unusually calm when he arrived. The rest of the families were there. Doyoung had to apologize profusely and try to explain on why you acted the way you did. One of the students even piped in to say that you were usually so calm and most students knew something was going on but no one knew how to help.

Now with parents and students calmed, you were next.

He walked into the hall again and saw you staring at the floor.

"Come on, sweetie. Let's go home." He held his hand out and you looked up with tears in your eyes. "We're not going to yell are we?" You asked and his heart broke into a million more pieces. "My head hurts so much."

"Of course not. I know what's going on. We're just going to go home and relax. Taeyong has some food waiting for you at home." He pulled you up and walked down the hall with you stuck onto his side.

He was in as much fault with the situation as you were. He wasn't angry at you because he knew you couldn't control it and you didn't know what you were doing. He was mad at himself for not protecting you from something he could have easily fixed if he caught it in time.

Jaehyun [longer - continuation / other half of Johnny's]

He didn't want to train today. He had a long fight with his wife the night before. No one in his house had good sleep last night.

He had woken up early to take you to school and make his wife breakfast before high-tailing it out of there before the aftershocks came.

You both sang songs the whole way to school and laughed at eachother's jokes. "Can we go pick up Uncle Johnny's daughter since it's early?" He looked at the time and shrugged. "Nothing else better to do." He revved and was off down the street of the school to Johnny's place.

You had let both of you in as it was basically a second home.

"John!" You dad shouted and you laughed as you opened your best friend's door. She was still asleep in the muted sheets, sun cascading through the window like in magazines.

"Yah. Wake up already." You nudged her sleeping form and with a groan she was up. "Morning, already?" She asked as you threw her uniform onto her bed. "Yes. Now let's go." You laughed at her expression.

"I just have this off feeling about today." She confessed groggily, wrapping the thick blanket around her shoulders.

You sat down across from her, "well I promise you. We won't face it alone. Whatever it is." You stuck out your finger and she hooked hers around yours with an amused sigh.

"Can you guys not be us for like 10 seconds?" Johnny's sleepy voice said from the door where him and your dad were having a cup of coffee.

You and she laughed for a moment before you actually helped her get ready. "Remember you both are training tonight!" Jaehyun called down the hall from the kitchen. You helped your best friend pack her training bag and get her hair done for school.

"Can you believe her? Acts like I tried to break them up." She shook her head, an anger set into her eyes. "Well I'll break her if she does anything today." You said from her bed. She became cold and gave you a hard look from infront of her vanity.

"You're not going to do anything. You'll get hurt and I'm not going to let that happen." She put her necklace on and grabbed her bags. "Besides, you're supposed to be the nice one out of the two of us." She smiled softly at you. "Your family all acts the same." You huffed and she laughed quickly. "We're caring people. Now let's go." She grabbed your hand and pulled you up.

"Breakfast." Johnny called and held out a plate towards his daughter. "Not hungry. Running late. Love you, dad." She said and ran with your hand in hers.

"Love you too. Eat something!"

"Bye dad, call you at lunch!" You called qyickly.

The front door slammed.

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You walked with your friend to lunch. Word around your class is that she's gonna get jumped during lunch. "Please don't fight." You said taking her hand and tugging on it softly.

She only looked at you quickly. "I won't start anything. But I'll finish what I need to." She pulled yours and her seat out and both of you sat down. "I'll go get our lunch. Yell if you need me." Like that she was off into the line.

You grabbed your phone once you saw the group of agitated girls stalking on your friend like she was prey.

"What's new?" Your dad picked up his phone like usual. "She's going to get jumped." You spoke quickly. "Who? You?" "No. ..." "Oh. Well what happened?" He asked. "These girl are mad at her I guess. Go tell Johnny. She's going to hurt people if she fights." You could only hear a sigh and shuffling.

You saw your friend get approached and automatically got a rush of confidence. Your dad's voice was low. "She's calling you in a sec-" "Did you tell him?" "Yes,honey, I told him-" "Dad I'm going to drag them by their hair if they star-" No. You're not gonna DRAG anyone." "-i'm just gonna go pow right on their knees." "NO YOUR NOT GONNA DO AN EVIL DROP BY ON ANYONE'S KNEE CAPS. YOUR MOTHER WOULD KILL US BOTH ARE YOU INSANE?!" "probably." and with that you hung up.

A try was set infront of you as she sat down next to you with her phone to her ear. You ate slowly as you tried to pick up on the conversation. Her ice cream was quickly being eaten as you leaned closer to her ear. You saw her smile as she smeared the cool substance on your cheek.

You gasped and wiped it off quickly. Next thing you knew, your ass was lying cold on the ground with a welt on your cheek. You sat there stunned for a moment. "Don't touch her, bitch." And you watched in slow motion as your best friend lunged at the girl who had been at bark and no bite up until this moment.

You scrambled but were pushed back by eager eyes. You fought your way through to the front so you could pull her off of the unprepared girl who was currently getting her ass beat.

"Get off of her. Please." You were pulling but she didn't let up. Someone grabbed you and knew you had to fight for yourself first though. Your fists were leading as the girl that latched onto you was now on the ground too. But you knew you had to stop.

"Someone call an ambulance!"

~~~~~~

Your legs were jittery as you waited to be picked up. "Its okay." You kept repeating to your still worked up and angry friend. "Don't touch me right now. I love you and I'm sorry but I just don't want to pop on you too."

She stated flatly and you nodded, tears pricking your eyes as you played with your hands. Dried blood making them feel like paper.

"Are you okay though?" She asked and you nodded, wiping the beginning to fall tears with the back of your hand.

"Yo." You both looked up to see Johnny. "Let's go." He pointed to his own daughter.

"I'm not leaving till she gets picked up." She was being hard and uncooperative since she was carried down her by staff.

"No, you need to go." You sniffled and nudged her off the wooden bench.

"I'll be fine." You smiled and you could see your best friend fight against her better judgement and personal morals.

"Your dad is just in the office signing some stuff." Johnny looked at you, rubbing your head in a comforting manner. "I'll see you at training." She pinched your cheek softly and returned to a cold persona.

She got up annoyed and lead the way down the hall. Your own dad rounding the corner at the same time with a smile on his face.

The dam behind your eyes broke as your dad motioned for you to walk closer. "Don't cry." He put his arm around you and brought you in for a hug.

"Nobody is mad at you." He said but that didn't help your situation.

"You were defending yourself." He reassured you as he began leading you both out of the school. "The principal saw everything over the cameras. You're not in trouble at all." He said and you nodded, wiping the remaining tears.

"Are you okay though?" He asked and you nodded once again.

"Let's go relax before training. Knowing Mark he'll probably do team punishment today." He sighed but you didn't really care. You just wanted everyone to be okay in this situation.

Jae was super scared when he got the call from your principal saying you were involved. Yet as he watched the clips of you defending yourself and trying to break it up; proudness swelled into his chest and it was threatening to pop.

It showed how you were growing up right before his eyes and were gaining your own morals. You knew when something was too much and when to stop. He could never be happier than when you were smart, but most importantly safe.

("yo who messed with my daughter?" -mark)

Jungwoo

You got your attitude from him and your firecracker-like anger from your environment. It shaped you but it was also helpful in certain situations.

He wasn't expecting to get a call on a lunch date with his wife to hear that you had been in a fight during school.

"We'll be right there." He said and hung up, his wife looking with curious eyes. "Y/n was in a fight." Then she sighed. "Oh thank God. I thought she was going to be a pushover." She said and Jungwoo could only stare in shock. He looked to his phone to his wife and just have this shocked look on his face.

"We'll take everything to go and just. Go and see...what...our daughter...got in a fight about." Jungwoo and she didn't know what to do. They didn't teach them what you do in the situation in their parenting books.

"Do we scold her? I can't scold her. She's too cute-" "I don't know." She cut him off. "We should see what happened first." She said and he nodded in agreement. "Yes. Good plan." She laughed at his blown-away state.

~~~~~

"Are you mad at me?" Your voice spoke from the back seat.

"Well." Your mom spoke with uncertainty. "Candy?" Jungwoo asked for what felt like the millionth time. "You punched a boy in...his parts...over candy?!" He asked and you had to stifle a laugh.

"You and mom always said to make sure boys understood when I said, 'no'." You shrugged. "He kept reaching and grabbing." "No. That's for another- oh whatever." She didn't fight it anymore.

"Uncle Mark always told me to stand up for what is mine." At the red light, Jungwoo banged his head lightly against his steering wheel.

"The candy was Mine." You kept going.

I don't think Jungwoo would know exactly what to do once you all got home. Or how to explain to Mark what he indirectly caused.

Both Jungwoo and his wife would need to go to one of their parent-y friends to figure out what to do yet would have a hard time enforcing any punishment.

They both knew you didn't mean trouble. You were just a very literal kid that...quite literally did what you were told and taught.

(domestic jungwoo = best jungwoo)

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danganronpasurvivoraskblog · 3 years

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2000.

...Ok, we should be approaching the place.

Are you sure?

Trust me...I know this place very well.

Well, that’s what I’d like to say at least, but honestly, once I left this building during the Demon Hunt, I kinda never looked back.

I can sort of sympathize with that...I did pretty much the same thing...

I’m just kinda glad that I was out long enough so that it was all resolved when I woke back up.

You were in a coma for a long time, right Yuta? That’s a big chunk of your life just gone missing.

Eh, I doubt I missed much...Besides, that chunk’s gone, but I’ve still got the rest of it.

Not if we don’t stop Osone. Let’s go end Project Neuron and save Akeru.

Right!

Yeah...!

...!

*Leon and Sayaka nod.

Let’s go.

Yeah...

Indeed...

You lot all seem reasonably fired up.

Oh!

Hey guys!

*Monaca, Nagisa, Kotoko, Jataro and Masaru suddenly show up, all armed with their respective weapons, not including Monaca, who seemed to have some doohicky on her back.

Listen...we don’t know what we’ll be facing there, so we thought that you could use the help.

We didn’t help or do anything when all of this trouble was going down. Let us make it up to you.

It’s fine. We’re not holding anything against you.

Uh...what about her?

...

Kirumi’s on our side. Don’t worry.

K...I won’t...

*Everyone walks with determination towards the apartment.

Ok, from what I remember about this place, there’s a big area up top that you can get to via the elevator. Osone is probably waiting there.

Hey...look...isn’t that?

*Sayaka nods her head towards the letterbox outside the door.

Osone did say to put the evidence in the mailbox.

...Alright...I’m doing it...

*Komaru places the USB sticks into the mailbox and closes it.

...

*BZZT*

*The mobile that Narumi gave her suddenly starts to buzz. Komaru answers it.

So am I to take this as you receiving it?

Narumi: Package has been delivered, good lady.

Good. Now give Akeru back.

Narumi: Hm?

Those were the terms, weren’t they? We’ve played your game, we know her past...Now it’s time to end this...

Narumi: So you’re telling me that...even after seeing who she truly was, you still want to save her?

You know just as well as we do that what happened to Shinitani Yozora was a product of her own evil. Akeru didn’t have much of a choice!

Narumi: And so because she didn’t have a choice, that means her crimes are excusable?

Hey, listen girlie, if we’re on the topic of crimes, maybe try looking in a mirror? You committed mass murder on a whole group of people!

Narumi: I did? Technically, I’M not the one who killed them. Mr Kuma did! Surely the blame falls on him? I haven’t actually killed anyone!

Tch...!

This deranged child...!

Narumi: Aw, you mad that I enslaved your bud? Too bad, so sad...Still, if you have any chance of getting him back, it’s now. That is...if you survive...

If we...survive?

Narumi: heehee...Hehehehe...! AHAHAHAHA! I’m waiting on the top floor! Come and catch me if you can!

*The call cuts out...and all of a sudden...

*low rumbling sound*

Um...guys, I don’t mean to damn the mood of this or anything but...The ground is shaking!?

What’s...going on?

*The sound and the rumbling grows louder and stronger...and then all of a sudden...

...Oh...

*Everyone looks down the street and.

PUHUHUHUHUUHUH!

PUHUHUUHUHUH

PUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHU!!!!!

PUHUHUHUHU!!!

WHAT THE FUUUUUUUUUUCCKK!?!?

THAT’S-! THAT’S SO MANY!

I’ve never seen this many Monokuma’s in my life!

H-How many are there!?

Gimme a second...!

Ok...My scanner has picked up about...2000.

2000 MONOKUMAS!?

...Great...That leaves at least 153 for each of us...!

Heh! Good maths Masaru.

Dammit! We don’t have time for this! If we stay and fight these guys, not only will we might die, but we won’t be able to save Akeru and stop Osone in time!

...In which case...you should go on ahead...!

Huh?

If we leave these Monokuma’s and all rush straight into the building, they’ll just turn their attention to all the civilians within however many miles! But like Makoto said, we can’t waste time on them.

So let’s split up. Let’s have some of us down here to deal with them, and the rest go up and defeat Osone!

But there’s so many of them and so little of us! What do we do?

In which case...I’ll take Toko and Makoto inside with me.

The rest of you stay out here and deal with these guys!

Will the three of you be ok in there? You don’t know what Osone has planned.

No, we don’t. But our enemies have always been unpredictable, and we’ve survived till now. We’ll figure something out.

Alright...Everyone? Good luck, and DON’T DIE!

I don’t plan on it...That’s for damn sure...!

I’m scared but...I’ll fight! I can’t let things end like this!

I’ve been waiting a long damn time to show these assholes what for!

You don’t know how badly I want a piece of Osone, but I know the stakes. Just promise me you’ll give her a good sock to the jaw for me...!

This is where I redeem myself. These Monokuma’s will have to rip my heart from my body before I stop fighting...No...I will fight even if they do that...!

I built these things originally...I know how to take ‘em apart...!

They aren’t going to hurt anyone. I won’t let them.

Finally...A good chance to let my fists do the talking!

Ehehehe...Let’s blow ‘em all up...!

Good luck Big Sis...We’re counting on you...Akeru especially.

Alright...good luck you guys! When we come back, we’ll have Akeru with us!

...

*Toko and Makoto nod and then follow a rushing Komaru inside the building.

LET’S GOOOO!!

//The Gang and The Warriors VS the Monokuma Army//

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bpro-cardstories · 4 years

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Kento Aizome SR

2018 ー Hikoboshi [彦星]

“It’s a sad story about how Orihime and Hikoboshi are separated by the Milky Way.”

『Event: The Twinkle! Lantern☆Star Night (5th - 12th July 2018)』

Part 1

Yuta: Kenken, you’re going to the town renewal event, right? The Tanabata festival looks fun! I’m so envious~!’

Kento: ‘If Yuta is so envious, then you should go. Going to the countryside means bugs will come out, I don’t like that.’

Goshi: ‘You’re saying girly things again.’

Kento: ‘Liking or disliking bugs doesn’t have anything to do with being a man or woman.’

Yuta: ‘But the Tanabata legend is about love. That’s perfect for Kenken!’

Kento: ‘Well, if it’s about love then I’m most suited for it.’

Yuta: ‘Speaking of which, what was the legend about again?’

Goshi: ‘Huh? Right, Orihime and Hikoboshi are coming out. They meet once a year, that’s the content.’

Kento (sighs): ‘That’s some way to say it without emotions.’

Kento: ‘It’s a sad story about how Orihime and Hikoboshi are separated by the Milky Way.’

Yuta: ‘Why were they separated?’

Kento: ‘You don’t even know that.’

Yuta: ‘Waa~hn, it just interests me!’

Tsubasa: ‘Hello, everyone.’

Kento: ‘Tsubasa, hello.’

Yuta: ‘Ah! Tsubasa-chan, you came at a good time!’

Kento: ‘Tsubasa, do you know the Tanabata story?’

Tsubasa: ‘The Tanabata story….? Oh, it is about the next event, isn’t it.’

Yuta: ‘Yep! If I think about the story properly, I barely know anything about it! ’

Tsubasa: ‘The story of Tanabata was in this material that I was thinking of handing over to Aizome-san.’

Part 2

Yuta: ‘Really? Show me, show me~!’

Kento: ‘Yuta, stop.’

Kento (winks): ‘Since you came here, I want to hear the story from Tsubasa. Because a romantic story is better told by a girl.’

Yuta: ‘Waah, Kenken, masterfully executed~.’

Tsubasa: ‘Fufu, then I will read it to you.’

Kento: ‘Yes, thanks.’

Tsubasa: ‘「God had a daughter named Orihime. Because she was very hard-working, the worried God brought along a young man named Hikoboshi, to give a suitable match for marriage. Both were attracted to each other right away and married. However, they were too close with each other that they did not work.」

Tsubasa: ‘「The angered God pulled the two to the East and West of the Milky Way, so that they could never meet again. Both mourned the separation from their loved one, the troubled God permitted the couple, that worked less and less, to meet each other once a year but with conditions attached.」

Tsubasa: ‘「The two changed their mindsーー」 _________

Tsubasa: ‘....... This is the story of Tanabata.’

Yuta: ‘Eeehー? Isn’t the god mean? I thought it had a more happy ending because Tanabata has such a sparkling image~.’

Tsubasa: ‘That is true. It was a bit different from the story in my memory.’

Yuta: ‘Poor Orihime and Hikoboshi! It should be fine to let them meet each other more!’

Goshi: ‘In the end, he was a pretty selfish God, huh.’

Kento: ‘Since they didn’t work, it couldn’t be helped.’

Yuta (surprised): ‘Oh, isn’t Kenken too cold here?’

Kento (sighs): ‘I can understand being unable to concentrate on work but not being obsessed with someone.’

Yuta: ‘I understand! You know, when I think about how I can eat my favourite sweets after work I become restless!’

Kento: ‘Don’t put your appetite and love together.’

Tsubasa: ‘Well, old tales are like lessons. I think there are many stories that are a little bit different from how they are now.’

Kento: ‘Yeah, you’re right.’

(Aizome-san, even though he said at the beginning that it’s a romantic story, he came to his senses….)

Part 3

ーOn another day.ー

Tsubasa: ‘Aizome-san, good work on the photoshoot.’

Kento: ‘..... Oh, Tsubasa. Thanks.’

Tsubasa: ‘JOIN?’

Kento: ‘Well, yeah. Since girls like JOIN, unread messages will pile up if I take my eyes off them.’

Tsubasa: ‘I see.’

Tsubasa: ‘Ah, the staff praised Aizome-san during the photoshoot just now.’

Kento: ‘Hee, that makes me happy.’

Tsubasa: ‘They said you would take the initiative in posing, even without constructions, so the photos could be taken with a good tempo. It seems that good pictures were made.’

Kento: ‘I’m not a man who is too busy with girls that he can’t do his work.’

Tsubasa: ‘..... Could it perhaps be about the Tanabata story from the other day? Aizome-san said that he could not understand Orihime and Hikoboshi’s feelings but I do.’

Kento (astonished): ‘Hee….. It’s surprising for Tsubasa to say that.’

Tsubasa: ‘Do you think so? I think it is wonderful to be able to find a beloved partner so much that you neglect work.’

Kento (pensive): ‘Hmm……’

Tsubasa: ‘Moreover, after they were separated by the God, I am sure both worked harder than before in anticipation of the day once a year where they can meet each other.’

Kento: ‘..... I see.’

Tsubasa: ‘It does not apply to me but don’t you think the fans will certainly feel like that?’

Kento: ‘Fans? What do you mean?’

Tsubasa: ‘It does not need to be once a year, they all are working hard everyday in anticipation of the day of the event or live to be able to meet Aizome-san and the others. Is it not the same feeling as Orihime’s, when wanting to meet your beloved person once a year even if it is for a short time?’

Kento (smiles): ‘...... When you say it like that, you’re right, they’re probably overlapping.’

Tsubasa: ‘Yes!’

Kento: ‘The girls are Orihime and I’m Hikoboshi, huh….. Haha, Tsubasa is also quite the romantic.’

Tsubasa: ‘I-It is embarrassing if you say it like that…..’

Kento (winks): ‘Then look forward to me as Hikoboshi-sama. For the sake of the THRIVERs as well, I first need to succeed in the upcoming town renewal event.’

Tsubasa: ‘You will!’

(I’m glad Aizome-san returned to his former self, the event will surely become a success.)

END

#b project #b-project #kento aizome #thrive #myps #card:2018

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whereisten · 5 years

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The Agreement

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | more coming soon

Summary: Vampire!Sicheng needs a new toy and he just so happens to find you, a struggling college student that would literally give up a few drops of blood for some quick cash. An agreement is reached, you are told that you are strictly forbidden from falling in love. You are to only show up, give blood, get money. Seems pretty easy, right?

Pairing: Vampire!Sicheng X female reader

Genre (emboldened words signify what this specific part has): angst, smut, fluff, violence

Chapter Warning: mentions of blood and death

Word Count: 3K

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You got onto the elevator to head to your next class. It was there that you saw a poster asking for volunteers for a lab.

Volunteers needed, will be paid for their time and travel. Room P-204, September 1st between 8:00 AM and 12:00 PM

You quickly snapped a picture of the poster before getting off the elevator. There were little to no details on what the lab was about and the information was printed in small Times New Roman font on plain white printer paper. It’s almost like they didn’t want to draw any attention to it.

But you were always on the lookout for these opportunities. As a college student with little financial help from a single parent, you needed everything you could get.

You were a cashier at a local drugstore close to campus, but you didn’t work many hours because you needed time to rest and sleep when you weren’t in class.

September 1st rolled around and you entered the room around 10 AM, giving you enough time to complete the lab before your 1 PM class.

You entered the quiet lab room and looked around. No one was in sight.

“Hello?” You called out, your voice was stuck in your throat, the lights were dimmed and the room felt..eerie.

A typical lab had bright lighting and multiple technicians or students walking about. This was different.

Suddenly a door in the corner opened. A man with brown hair walked out and donned a smile bright enough to light up the gloomy room.

“Hi! It’s nice to see you, I’m Yuta, you must be here for the lab!” He said enthusiastically.

You smiled. “Yes, hi, my name’s y/n.”

“Good. I’m glad you’re here today let’s sit down” Yuta continued, putting on a lab coat that hung behind the door he opened.

His features were stunning, cheekbones high and jawline sharp enough to cut through diamonds, you were sure.

You’d never seen him before, but he wore a college I.D like yours on a lanyard around his neck that read Yuta Nakamoto, Senior Laboratory Technician.

Seems legit. You thought to yourself.

“If I may ask, what is this lab...about?” You asked as you placed your backpack down beside you.

Yuta smiled again. “Oh it’s pretty simple, you’ll just be giving blood. We’ll then send it to the hospital to be used for blood transfusions and to the American Red Cross.” He said as he put surgical gloves on.

“oh.” You said, a bit disappointed in how boring the lab would be.

I’m getting paid to give blood? You thought to yourself and your confusion must have showed on your face because you felt Yuta lightly touch your arm.

“You don’t have to do this” Yuta looked you deep in the eyes, and for a split second, you felt as if he didn’t want you to do it, as if he was warning you.

“No, no—I want to do this, to be honest Yuta, I need the money” You exhaled.

“Okay” Yuta nodded and proceeded to connect the needle to the tube that led straight into a bag that hung over you.

His skin was radiant, his lips were a beautiful peach pink and his eyes were a deep brown, unlike any brown you’d ever seen. However, he looked weak and tired, and not like the usual college kid tired, no, he needed rest.

His soft fingers gently held your arm. He pushed a fresh needle into your vein carefully.

You watched as the dark liquid slowly flowed straight into the bag.

No blood pressure test, no glucose level test, no iron level test...weird. But you didn’t ask questions, you just needed the money.

“So..how did you find out about this?” Yuta asked to break the awkward silence.

“oh—I saw a flyer on the elevator”

Yuta smirked. “well, at least I know it’s still there.”

“What’s your major?” He asked, furrowing his thick brows.

“I’m a third year psychology major. That’s why I come to this building so often. I’m surprised I’ve never seen you before” you said before you could stop yourself.

Yuta giggled. “I guess I’m a busy man”

“What year are you?” You ask to keep the conversation going.

“I actually graduated this past May..” he started and stopped, a bit of sadness cover his eyes.

“I’ll be..going off to grad school in a few weeks” he continued in a low tone.

You nodded. “Congratulations, I’m sure it wasn’t easy” there was a bit of silence.

You watched as Yuta took his gloves off and busied himself. He filed away some lab files before heading over to the door and locking it. Shouldn’t he have left it open for other volunteers?

He came back over to a window and peaked through the blinds, it was as if he was hiding from someone or something. He was fidgety. He exhaled heavily before blurting out what was on his chest.

“Hey—you know, if you’re comfortable with giving blood..I may have a job for you.” Yuta started quietly, you looked up at him and waited for him to continue.

“It’s off-campus but he can provide transportation for you..you see, you’ll be giving blood, just like you are now..but for one specific person..” his voice trailed, he was really trying to sound logical.

“I’m sorry...I’m not following” you shook your head.

“I’m sorry, forget about it” Yuta put a hand through his hair and laughed.

“no, no it’s okay. If there’s money involved, I’m interested” you laughed it off.

Yuta paused and looked up at you.

“So there’s a guy that is in constant need of blood? For like—constant blood transfusions??” You innocently asked.

Yuta shook his head as he put a new pair of gloves on and started to take the needle out of your arm.

“no—forget it.” Yuta said before placing gauze and tape on your skin to replace the needle.

“Yuta..I know I just met you...but, I know you know the struggle of going to this expensive ass school. I need the money, I’ll do anything..well, as long as it’s not illegal.” You looked up at him with wide eyes, hoping to get more information.

“I’m not—sure if you’re ready for this job, you’ll have to meet with him 3 times a week. I—I don’t even think you’ll be well enough to give that often—“ Yuta continued, picking up the bag and carefully placing it in a cooler.

“I can do it—“ you interrupted him.

“Think about it, y/n, it won’t be easy” Yuta continued and held out a hand to help you up from the chair.

You sighed in defeat as he handed you an envelope with cash and held out his other hand which was empty.

“Phone.” He demanded.

You hurriedly took it out of your pocket and handed it to him.

“You have my phone number, but only text me when you’ve seriously considered it.” He said as he typed on your screen.

“Thank you for coming” Yuta said softly as he handed you your phone and held the door open for you to leave.

———————————————————

Two days later.

“Are you suuuure that’s the reason for why he gave you his phone number?” Bella, your best friend smirked and winked.

You laughed. “Yes! We didn’t flirt, it wasn’t like that at all!”

“It was...interesting” you said before taking a bite of your pizza.

“So what, like, he wants to do a one-on-one blood donation? That sounds pretty cool, at least you know your blood is going to an actual person and not some—crazy, underground vampire association” Bella laughed before taking a sip of her Sprite.

“I mean, I guess its okay, I’d have to go to his house though, which is weird. Why not have it set up at a clinic or something?” You squinted your eyes and tilted your head.

Bella shrugged her shoulders. “Do what you gotta do, girly.”

At that moment, your phone rang.

Mom.

“Give me one sec, I’ll be right back.” You stood up from the lunch table and walked outside.

“Hey Mom, how are you?” You asked brightly.

“Y/n, I’m good! My sweet girl, how are you? I miss you. How’s everything?” Your mom said with a tinge of sadness. She was trying to cover it up, but you knew she wasn’t good.

“I’m doing well, mom. Just having lunch with Bella.” You answered.

“Oh? I’m sorry to interrupt, we can talk later!” Your mom tried to hurry off the phone but you really wanted to know what was going on.

“No, mom, it’s okay. What’s going on?” You sat down on a bench outside of the cafeteria.

“Well..honey, the company announced that they’ll be making budget cuts and of course, they mean cuts to the amount of hours each of us will be getting” she spoke quietly.

“Those pricks! How can they do that to you? You all work so hard” your voice rose. Your mom had been working with them for over twenty years and this is how they treat her.

“Y/n..it’s okay, I’m gonna be okay. I just..honey, I’m so sorry, I’ll-I’ll get a second job, I just want you to finish college.” she went quiet, you knew she pulled away from the phone to cry so you wouldn’t hear.

“Mom, don’t be sorry, don’t worry, we’ll be okay, I’ll get a better job okay? And I’ll work harder so I can get a scholarship for next semester. Don’t worry about me, please, mom.” You held back tears. You two always found it difficult to make ends meet once your dad unexpectedly passed away three years ago. And now, this would only make things worse.

“Mom, we’re gonna get through this, we always do.” You laughed, hoping to get her to smile.

“Please eat something, okay? I’m gonna call you later.”

She sniffled. “I love you, honey.”

You smiled, “I love you too.”

You hung up and wiped a tear that threatened to fall down your cheek.

You looked at your phone for a moment. “Shit.” You said to yourself.

You scrolled through your contacts and found Yuta’s number.

I’m ready for the job.

———————

Yuta decided that it was best to meet you that night.

He texted you with the time and place and told you not to be late.

Yuta pulls up in a black BMW with completely black windows, something you weren’t used to seeing a college student with.

Yuta puts the window down and flashes that same bright smile. “Need a lift?”

You smile and roll your eyes before getting in.

Yuta drives carefully, always looking on the road. He didn’t pick up his phone or turn to you, but he seemed nervous.

His eyes darted back and forth like he was on guard, and not just on guard for others on the road..for something else.

He took a deep breath.

“So..the man you’re going to meet and work for is named Sicheng. He will explain your duties and the rules you must follow in order to receive your weekly allowance.” Yuta paused.

“Y/N...there will be moments of temptation, moments when..you may want more..don’t give in. Only do what he tells you to.”

Yuta didn’t elaborate. You had no idea what he meant by ‘moments of temptation’ but you didn’t ask, you only listened. You didn’t want to ruin anything by being too curious.

You nodded.

“Y/n..promise me you won’t give in” Yuta turned to you for the first time during the drive.

You watched as his eyes grew dark and glossy like he would cry at any moment.

You nodded again. “I promise.”

Yuta turned and looked back on the road.

He was buzzed in instantly and soon he pulled up to a large, secluded house. It was dark. There were no lamps on the outside and no lights on the inside.

Yuta clenched his jaw and rolled his neck before opening the car door. “Come on.”

A young man with pale and glowing skin cane to the door within three seconds of Yuta ringing the heavy and loud doorbell.

“Hello.” Sicheng gave a small smile as he gazed up at Yuta.

Sicheng was gorgeous, there was nothing or no one you could compare his beauty too. His perfectly round lips sat above his small chin and his eyes were soft like those of an antelope. His cheekbones were high and jawline looked as though t were sculpted of marble.

“Sicheng, this is y/n, she’ll be your new donor.” Yuta said stiffly, clearly not reflecting the same look of admiration that Sicheng gave him.

Instead, he looked down and spoke sternly through cold eyes.

Sicheng frowned as he shifted his gaze from Yuta to you. He nodded and looked you up and down.

“Hello, come in.” Sicheng turned and flipped on the lights of the foyer.

Sicheng is weird at first, the relationship between him and Yuta..is strange, you think to yourself.

His house is immaculately decorated with gold accents and red velvet decorated throughout. It was like a scene from Buckingham palace. Your mouth dropped as you looked up at the extremely vaulted ceilings with sparkly and extravagant chandeliers that hung above you.

“Please, take a seat.” Sicheng sits down on a velvet covered couch in his living room and holds out his hand to show the other couch for the two of you sit on.

Sicheng only focuses on Yuta as you two sit.

Sicheng introduces himself and says that he’s 22 but speaks as if he’s a character from the Great Gatsby.

“Well, y/n, it’s probably not as fun as you’d want it to be, but it’s fairly simple.” Sicheng was speaking to you but watched Yuta, who only looked on the paintings on the wall to avoid Sicheng’s gaze. You felt like you were third-wheeling an awkward date between estranged lovers.

You cleared your throat. “That’s alright with me!” You tried to say enthusiastically.

Sicheng glanced at you. “You’ll be giving blood directly to me, a needle and tube will be hooked up to you and that tube will go directly into a bag which I will drink out of. The entire process takes about an hour but will be done in ten minute increments.”

You held a finger up. “Um. I’m sorry, did you say you’ll be drinking..from a bag of my blood?”

Sicheng giggled. “He didn’t tell you?”

“Tell me what?” You turned to Yuta whose eyes flashed to the luxurious carpet below you.

“I’m what you kids call—a vampire.” Sicheng cringed as he said the word.

You laughed out loud and held your stomach. Yuta and Sicheng remained still as you chuckled loudly into the large room.

“Wow! It’s not even Halloween yet! That’s a good one.” You wipes a tear from your eye.

Sicheng got up from the couch and walked out of the living room.

“Yuta, this is a good prank. I don’t think I’ll ever forgive you for wasting my time though.” You gave Yuta a light punch on the arm, but he turned to you and frowned.

You tilted your head. “You’re not—he’s not serio—?” You were startled by a loud slam on the coffee table in front of you.

Sicheng lays out stacks of money and says that he’s serious, the playful tone disappearing. “By the end of the week, this could be all yours.”

Your eyes flashed up to a smirking Sicheng. “How about it, y/n?” He was irresistible. His dark eyes were captivating and his smile was tantalizing.

You shook your head.

“This—this is crazy. You’re a vampire..like Twilight, oh my God are you Dracula?!” You asked innocently, earning a wide smile from the handsome man.

He looked down at Yuta. “I like her, where did you find her?”

This was crazy but you could make several hundred dollars for each 60 minute meeting just from giving blood. You’d have more than enough to give to yourself and your mom.

“If you’re not serious about this, I don’t want to waste anymore time, y/n.” Sicheng sat back down onto the couch.

You looked up at him, then back to the stunning collection of cash of money on the table.

You swallowed hard. You were scared, but you needed this, you needed the money.

“I’ll do it.” You nodded.

Sicheng jumped up from the couch and passes you a written agreement that was resting on a grand piano in the corner.

You look over the agreement. It basically tells you that you must maintain a healthy diet and report to his house twice a week. You can not engage in risky (sexual, drug use) behavior or drink alcohol more than once a week, as it ruins the taste and subjects him to diseases (which his body can handle and eventually cure himself of, but makes him weak nonetheless).

“I know you’re a college kid, but please.. no drinking. The alcohol in your bloodstream also has an effect on me. It is very important that you follow ALL of these rules” Sicheng walks to the fireplace.

You look back down at the agreement. It says you can only give blood to him and he can’t drink blood directly from you as it establishes a connection and the piercing feeling becomes quite addictive for some humans. Some humans get high off of the feeling.

Your eyes widen at the last rule.

Do NOT fall in love.

Why would you fall in love? It was a pretty easy job, just show and give blood, how could you fall in love?

You quickly sign the lengthy document and hand it back to him.

Yuta is still quiet, you wonder what happened between him and Sicheng. Why was he leaving? Did he break one of the rules?

“Well, I’ll see you on Monday, y/n. Yuta, when will you come by again?” Sicheng turned to Yuta who started to rise from the couch. He looked up at Sicheng.

“Sicheng—don’t” Yuta shook his head and left the living room.

You turned to Sicheng who watched as Yuta walked away with sorrowful eyes.

You cleared you throat. “It was nice to meet you, Sicheng.”

You walked after Yuta, he was your ride home and you couldn’t wait to get out of that place.

You thought of how crazy your life was to become. You had just signed on to be Vampire food.

A/N: thank you for reading! I will be uploading one chapter per night! I promise the next ones will be more interesting. This is more of an intro so it’s not that great

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chibimyumi · 5 years

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Hi Chibimyumi! Can you please give examples of Yuta's thoughts about social struggles ( mental health, gengered bias etc.) ^-^ And what do you think about FuruTod's dress?

Hello Anon ^ω^

I would gladly!

Mental Health

Furukawa does not actually talk about mental health outside his own scope at all; he keeps everything on a personal level only.

He is fairly strict to himself; Furukawa seems to value problem-tackling way more than self-therapy. I have never seen him comfort himself with mental hacks or softness; whenever there is a problem he would call everything for what it is without any sugar coating. Examples include him referring to his actions using the words ‘cowardice’, ‘weakness’, ‘arrogance’, ‘naivety’, etc. Furukawa would not linger on these derogatory terms however. He accepts these as simply descriptors rather than ultimate identifiers. Having weaknesses does not make one weak, and sugar coating problems is counterproductive to combating them, after all.

An example of this is actually as recent as today (June 19th, 2019), where on the TV programme ZIP, Furukawa openly talked about himself running away from rehearsal, using the unapologetic word 逃げ出す (nigedasu・run/bolt away).

Furukawa also grew a lot in the recent years. In the past, rather than facing his obstacles head on, he would shamelessly ask others to solve the problem for him. He learned the consequences of this passive attitude the hard way, alas, but he did learn. And he is determined to let the lesson count. Likewise, he has also learned that a challenge is just a task that he might have to work harder for to take on, rather than be upset with himself that we was not ‘born to be able to do it’. In one interview where he was asked how he felt about being promoted to ‘Ogosho’ (Prince), now being ranked the same as other legendary performers, Furukawa answered as follows:

“I don’t have talents. Unlike Inoue-senpai (Inoue Yoshio), I can’t just open my mouth and hit notes so beautiful it moves people’s hearts. I am not like Iku-senpai (Yamazaki Ikusaburo) who can just stand there and suck people into the play with sheer charisma. But I believe that my weaknesses are my biggest weapon. These weaknesses keep me motivated to work harder than anyone, and I believe that my ardent hard-work is the soul of my performance. I hope that rather than ‘one show’, my performances can be a journey of growth that I share with my audience.” (*Starts sobbing* Furukawa, you are a beacon of inspiring energy T^T)

Furukawa is not some mental-health guru who gives advice, but in my opinion, he is incredibly effective because he leads by example. By always being open and casual about addressing weaknesses and problems, he reminds his spectators that it is not shameful to talk about these, and that the shame is only as big as one makes it to be. Likewise, he reminds people that there is no such thing as one rigid standard set in stone. “Rather than setting a goal according to one’s ideals, I think it is more important to strive for flexibility in preparation for these ideals” [Link].

To me, it is especially extraordinary because he is a man, and therefore socialised to reject and spit on weakness, and be shamed for having such ““unmanly traits””.

Gendered Bias

Japan is an incredibly and infuriatingly gendered society (personal story; I myself wear incredibly girly clothes, but my “opinions” are probably not “girly” enough. Once I was just talking to someone, and they advised me to “not speak so scarily, instead I should speak cuter”, because it does not fit my femininity.)

Born and raised in the middle of nowhere in a very traditional household where his father was the absolute and only authority, Furukawa too grew up with rigid gender standards. As a result, Furukawa is not entirely without bias either of course, but he is always keeping his eyes open to check what bias there might be. He is a critical thinker, and unpacks the psyche behind a person’s behaviour to the bottom. This allows him to gain a more objective view on cause and effect in human behaviour. (The Sebastianess is real). This ‘unpacking’ is probably what helped him see through the artificialness of gendered conventions, and helps him check for bias. Perhaps it is this talent that made him so good at his job of producing amazing interpretations for his roles, perhaps it is his job which nurtured this talent. Or it’s both.

This is just me surmising, but it is likewise possible that he is so feminist because he does not feel sexual attraction for women (or anyone else); this probably helped him rationalise and shielded him from falling for the sexualisation of women which reduces them into a piece of meat to be owned.

In the after-talk show of ‘Marie Antoinette’ at the Imperial Theatre, Furukawa was asked what role other than Axel von Fersen he would have liked to play.

Furukawa: “M.A.” (the initials of the lead roles Marie Antoinette and Margrid Arnaud).

Host: “Which one?”

Furukawa: “Both. These women are amazing, but I cannot play them. This world is made by men for men like me, and yet, we all still manage to fail despite everything being customised by ourselves (laughs). What does success of a man even mean then? I admire women who have succeeded despite all the odds. If I were ever reborn as a woman, I want to play heroines like these people.”

(And the fans unanimously agreed that we don’t want him to reincarnate, we just want him to play these roles the way he is XD)

Without trying to point the finger to Japanese gendered society (too hard, with fully manicured nails and a new set or diamond rings), I am astonished by how emancipated Furukawa turned out despite his background.

Scary and Being Scared

Furukawa is hyper aware of the fearsomeness of toxic masculinity. He once admitted that he actually has trouble interacting with women, because he grows too self-conscious of being scary, and fears he might not be able to catch his own bad behaviour on time. He said that he is so tall he towers over even most men (in Japan) on top of having a villainous face. (???? Ô.ó) In addition, he said that his speaking voice is low to begin with, but when he is scared it becomes even lower, and he sometimes accidentally raises his voice. All in all, he said there is no reason for women NOT to be scared by him. So, he rather keep himself at bay.

In this post about Furukawa’s respect for women, we see how mindful he is in approaching women. Though this story is inspiring, it is possible this respect comes from a place of fear. Regardless, it is still rare to see a man so graciously acknowledging toxic masculinity AND admitting fear (fear for anything, really! And that’s why I love him).

In one of the old shows ‘Heat Up Eve’, Furukawa was talking about how hitting on girls is a very scary thing to do. He wondered how girls even deal with this. In the phoning-corner-event, Furukawa asked the calling fan how she would handle the situation, and his team-mates suggested him doing a live simulation with the fan. Furukawa agreed to put on his scary-face, and produced the following gem:

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Der Tod’s Costume

I really, honestly like his standard costume a lot. In normal light I am not entirely sure, but in stage-light (as it is meant to be) it is a magnificent piece of art.

It is rather patriotic since TOHO already declared a “New Era of the Japanese ‘Elisabeth’ with their new Ogosho“, but I really like the details on his lapel that may have been based on a Sodenashi Haori.

His other costume for ‘The Last Dance’ is something I have not really made my mind up about, though I am happy to see him with a cape again. This vaguely Victorian-Napoleonic era uniform also has some Japanese factors in it, but I am not sure I like the breaks of the knots that don’t reach its buttons...

Though, I really like how his hair is tied back into a pony tail with a ribbon. Der Tod’s original visual design had shorter hair, but they aborted that idea. This pony-tail look with long bangs makes it look like the huge banners are not false advertisement XD.

Regardless, I am happy they finally made Furukawa his own costumes and dropped the previous costume that was Shirota Yuu’s (whose built is MUCH larger). It looked like YunTod was wearing his father’s clothes...

Inoue-senpai (left) also expressed how he was a bit jealous of Furukawa’s costumes, and joked:

“Furu-kun’s clothes are so elegant and refreshing, I think it reflects what kind of Der Tod he plays. Here I am carrying a dead fish tail; what does that say about me? (laughs)” [Source]

#Furukawa Yuta #Yun #YunTod #FuruTod #Mental Health #EVERYONE has weaknesses okay #Having them does not automatically make you weak #It's about how you deal with them #Fear #Anxiety #Gendered bias #Der Tod #Elisabeth #Das Musical #TOHO #Imperial Theatre #I LOVE HIM SO MUCH

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a-diary-for-seoulmates · 5 years

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Mini Rant:

So it’s currently 2 am here, and I’ve been silently crying in bed since midnight. With all the stress from upcoming finals, projects, and papers being due I think I have officially snapped. I’ve barely gotten 15 hours of sleep this week, and after spending five hours in traffic to spend time with my mom on her birthday I’ve been treated like shit. Normally I would let comments slide because I’m used to getting shit on about my weight and looks, but tonight something just broke. It started when I made a *JOKE*.

My current wallpaper is a picture of NCT’s Yuta, okay? So my grandmother, who knows nothing about kpop looks at my phone and asked me who it was on my lock screen. So I jokingly told her it was my future husband. My mom I heard the me from the living room and purposefully inserts herself into the conversation with the following: “stop lying to your mamaw. (I’m from the south) obviously someone like him wouldn’t look at someone like you.” So I just brushed it off and went on.

Then I was getting ready for bed and walked out in a crop top and sweats right? My mom saw me from the kitchen and yelled, “looks like someone needs to start watching what they eat.” Like I’ve litterally lost 20 lbs this semester because I’ve been stressed and not eating as much right? So I brushed it off again and went to bed. But at some point my mind got fixated on those comments and now I’m really going through it

I can’t stop all of these negative comments from coming in my head and I think I’m on the verge of a break down again which is really shitty because it’s starting to bring up a lot of things from 2 years ago that I thought I was past but suddenly it’s like it’s happening all over again. It’s getting harder to breath and I feel like I could pass out and I just hate this feeling. I know I’ll bounce back in a couple days but I honestly don’t know how to deal with all of this shit going on.

I just have this feeling that I’m never good enough for anyone. Like I’m this little tiny grain of sand and no matter how hard I try, I’ll never be a pearl. I’ve never been pretty enough or interesting enough to keep a guy’s attention. I’m too shy to meet new people. Hell I’m not skinny enough to be loved. No matter how hard I try to lose weight, I just can’t lose enough. I’m not even good enough to love my self. I hate everything about myself. I just wish I could be someone I’m not. im a straight A student in college. I’ve never made below an a in my life, but know one even cares about that achievement. My career aspirations are a joke to everyone even though they’ve literally been my only goal since Middle school. I just don’t know what to do anymore.

What bothers me the most is that I feel like I have no one. I can’t talk to my family without them telling me I’m over dramatic and just need to get a grip. And the only friends I had turned toxic and became a major part of my problems. I just don’t want to feel this way anymore. I want to be okay. I want to be skinny and pretty and smart enough. I don’t want to be a joke anymore. I don’t want to be me anymore. But how do I change? I’ve tried changing my appearance. I’ve tried losing weight and wearing makeup and being girly. I’ve worked my ass off to prove how serious I am about my studies and my goals. Nothing works. So what do I do? How do I be a person I like? I don’t want to take extreme measures, but honestly I’m at the end of my rope. There are days were I just look at food and fill disgusted. Or I notice I’m a little bloated and I decide to skip meals. There are days were I’m so worried about school, I go days without sleep and pour every fiber of being into my work. I’ve tried making friends but nothing lasts. I’m too shy and boring for anyone to actually like me. So what’s the point of trying if nothing I do is good enough?

What’s the point if none of it matters? What’s the point if I don’t matter? If I disappeared tomorrow no one would notice. I’d just be like the Kansas song: dust in the wind. What’s the point in going on like this? Someone tell me please. I don’t want to hurt like this anymore, but I honestly don’t know how to change so that people like me, so that I’m not just some fat cow, so that I’m not the embarrassment, so that I’m not a joke, so that someone will be proud of me.

#this is a mess but i just typed as it came to mind #im deleting this.#ill be okay #im just really tired #and sad right now

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sofhyuck · 6 years

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Terrace House!AU Haechan

Genre: fluff, bullet point scenario

Word Count: 1.8k

A/N please read the introduction first!

when you were dropped off at the house you completely expected to be the first to arrive seeing as it was 4 in the morning

but when you opened the door you saw another pair of shoes in the foyer and could hear someone moving around the kitchen

all previous fatigue left your body because shit you were not expecting human interaction this early in the morning you just wanted to slip into bed and s l e e p

your brain was going full throttle trying to think of ways to slip around the mystery person and just hide in your room when the front door slammed closed behind you, crushing all hopes of escape in its wake

you froze, luggage in hand, as the kitchen turned silent

a head slowly peaked around the corner and holy shit the sun rose early today because right in front of you was none other than lee donghyuck, sunny boi haechan himself

his smile nearly blinded you, a soft ‘hello’ fell past your lips

however, upon making eye contact with you, haechan’s smile faltered, a greeting failing to leave him

marking it up to a lack of sleep, you quickly introduced yourself before excusing yourself to your room

a few hours later and you finally felt rested enough to go out and meet the rest of your housemates, plus someone was cooking and it smelled absolutely wonderful

while making yourself presentable, you were able to meet your roommates as they were floating in and out of the bedroom

they were both lovely, one a fashion designer and the other a graduate student studying agriculture idk this was the first thing i thought of

after cleaning up a little you left the room and headed towards the kitchen where your roommates had informed you everyone had gathered

as soon as you entered the room you were once again greeted with haechan’s smiling face

he was sat at the table chatting with the fashion designer and another male figure who looked around your age

his eyes locked with yours and suddenly he froze, causing his two companions to turn and face you

your roommate’s face lit up in delight, glad that “you finally decided to grace us with your presence!”

a small laugh escaped you and you settled into the only available seat left remaining, next to the male who introduced himself as jihoon, an aspiring artist, the same age as yourself

upon discovering you were the same age the table filled with teasing “ooh’s” from your surrounding housemates, all except haechan

he shifted uncomfortably in his seat while you hid your face in embarrassment

after everyone settled down, introductions were made and you all began to break off into your own conversations, all except for hyuck

every attempt you made to engage him was brushed off with one worded answers

you and jihoon found common ground in your love for hiking, your agriculture major roommate, aeri, joining the conversation halfway through

slowly the kitchen began to empty and you found yourself alone with hyuck

before you could even open your mouth, he stood up abruptly and rushed out of the room, mumbling something about being late for practice, leaving you flustered in your seat

weeks passed and your bond with jihoon and aeri grew, but still no luck with haechan

it seemed that everyone in the house except for you was his best friend

every time it was the two of you alone in a room, he suddenly became flustered and made up an excuse to leave

you did your best to remain unbothered, it would be a lie if you said you had no feelings for hyuck, i mean he was your bias but no one needed to know that

all you could do was pray the production team wouldn’t make you look like an idiot once the footage aired nobody wants angry fangirls coming for their ass

you did your best to ignore the awkward interactions and hung out mostly with jihoon and aeri

you grew closer with each day, and when jihoon told you he liked aeri you almost woke the whole house with how loudly you fangirled

aeri had just told you she was gaining feelings for jihoon a few days before so obviously you took this as your initiative to set the two up since you had basically given up all hope on your love life rip hyuck wyd get your act together

so you decided to do something you all loved: hiking ik this a weird choice i just need it for the purpose of this fic and i now realize this could have worked with yuta better pls give me a break

so you find the perfect trail and plan everything out perfectly and you tell jihoon and aeri about this amazing new trail and you should all go together!!! and they’re like hell yEa!!!!

but then jihoon suggests you invite hyuck bc he happens to have a day off that day and he seems really stressed and a nice hike could help clear his mind lol @ hanbin and well you’d feel like an ass if you said no so you hesitantly agree

and jihoon’s all great!!! bc he sees this as his chance to set you and hyuck up he’s roommates with the kid he knows he has feelings for you silly kids so oblivious to each other’s feelings

so that’s how you end up on a hike with haechan while simultaneously trying to set up your two best friends

part of said plan was to tie your shoe and tell them to go ahead without you, leaving the two alone, but now you have no idea how to do that with hyuck there as well

the four of you begin your trek up the mountain making small talk aka jihoon trying to get hyuck to talk to you

and miraculously, somehow it works bc now you and hyuck are having a small conversation

but the whole time you’re glancing up at jihoon to make sure the two of you are falling behind

unbeknownst to you haechan is getting annoyed bc you’re talking to him pay attention to him >:( also he’s highkey jealous of your friendship with jihoon and he’s convinced you like jihoon despite him constantly telling hyuck it’s not like that

as the distance between the two groups grows you can feel hyuck growing more and more frustrated with you and he begins to speed up

assuming he’s frustrated because you’re slowing him down, you finally decide to reveal your plan to him

you scramble to catch up to him, not paying attention to the terrain and woops there goes your ankle

you let out a small cry and hyuck’s head whips around to see you sitting and cradling your foot

boi frEaks tf OuT

he turns to call for jihoon and aeri but they’re already out of sight and he doesn’t want to leave you alone so he zOOmS down to you

“don’t you hike all the time i thought you were supposed to be good at this?”

“ShuT UP hYUcK i’m in PAIN” you yell at him and he blushes bc a) you’re cute when angry and b) you called him hyuck omg he’s so soft for you

but he snaps out of it bc the love of his life you’re hurt!

since he’s a dancer he’s no stranger to injuries, especially rolled ankles

he props your ankle up while the camera crew calls for help

and you’re just sat there mumbling on about how “well this is one way to make the plan work”

and he looks over at you confused bc “what plan?? wait omg did you bring me out here to kiLL mE IS THAT WHY YOU WERE SLOWING US DOWN????”

but you’re just like omg no hyuck i was trying to get jihoon and aeri alone so they would cOnFEsS!

ad he’s just like...oh...but...don’t you like jihoon why would you want to set them up?

and at this point you completely forget about your ankle bc you want to slap the obliviousness out of his head

“no i don’t like him why would i be trying to set him up with aeri if i did??”

“well that’s wHY i was AsKInG!!!”

“ no i don’t like him i like you you idiot”

911 hyuck found dead on a mountain his heart exploded

you both just freeze while the production team is just smiling bc damn this episode is going to get the views to sKyrOCket

now hyuck is all (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧ while you’re all (⊙ω⊙✿) bc fuck you just confessed to this boi who hasn’t even spoken to you before today

but hyuck just sits back on his heels and huffs and gets all pouty so now you’re all confusion bc y is this boy sad does he hAtE mE OH MY GOD

but then hyuck just goes “this whole time i thought you liked jihoon and i was too shy to talk to you so i thought i lost all chance with you but this whole time you liked me why am i so dumb oh my god the guys are never going to let me live this one down-”

and you know what you do to shut him up? a kiss on the CHEEk girlies not the lips consent is number one

and he blushes oooh boy and production crew is about to diE bc they know they’re getting a season renewal after this episode

eventually jihoon and aeri come down bc they noticed you guys went missing smh they were too wrapped up in each other

and they’re holding hands and smiling and you’re just like hell yea that’s my otp except they notice the paramedics around you so they’re all concerned but you’re just like nah fam it’s fine anyways tell me what happened on top of the mountain hmmmm ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

and they go on about how it was so romantic and you’re eating up until they noticed you and hyuck holding hands and now it’s their turn to interrogate you two

somehow you all make it off the mountain and your ankle was fine just need to ice it and you’ll be all good

a few days later after your ankle is 100% you and hyuck go on your first official date

you get dinner and then walk around hongdae a bit before returning home and chill watching the tv

but hyuck can’t focus bc you just look so prEtTY and you can’t focus bc omg why is this boy staring at me???

you look over at him and make eye contact bc, well, he can’t take his eyes off of you

time freezes and you both slowly lean into each other until your lips meet

the kiss doesn’t last long bc you both can’t stop smiling

meanwhile the cameramen are all crying bc yall are just too cute and the producers are ready to be rolling in cash

the rest of the show is spent with you guys and jihoon and aeri fighting over who’s the real otp of the show while the other two housemates just watch in amusement like “oh these kids”

Masterlist

#ending is bad but idc at this point #look who's finally bringing this back lol #haechan imagine #haechan au #nct imagine #nct au #nct fluff #donghyuck au #donghyuck imagine #haechan #lee donghyuck #nct #nct scenario #haechan scenario #donghyuck scenario

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muziklovez · 5 years

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A New Method of Studying pt.1

Hi again all. So like I wrote a smut on my freakin husband lol. x fem reader!

· Warnings: smut, like legit filthy smut. Minors ain't welcome.

·word count: like a hella lot so it's in 2 parts?

· & like don't copy my work kus like be real man. & like sorry for errors kus I wrote this on phone.

In your room, you were tired from sitting on your butt all day at school, you needed a change of position. You knelt on the edge of your bed, books, notebooks, and highlighters on the neatly made mattress. You had a test the next day and was lowkey nervous. You were a good student, but still, who wouldn't be lowkey nervous for a midterm? You placed your palms on your forehead, trying to soak in all the information you wrote. You were trying your best to concentrate.

"Jagiya~," excitedly walks in your boyfriend. "Why did you just leave me on the couch by myself?" he pouted. He knelt right next to you, looking at the scattered papers on the bed. "Aw, I'm sorry baby," you said as you kissed him. "I get back from tour & this is how you treat me?" he spoke dramatically. Yuta got back from the Origin tour 2 days ago and both of you missed each other of course. "It's just that you know I have this midterm tomorrow and ..ugh it's not my favourite subject," you groaned at the last word. "Ah, I see, hey well can I help? I may have a way so that information can stick to your noggin," he said gently stroking your head. With curiosity you asked, "what did you have in mind?" Yuta takes the notebook from your hand and smiles, flipping through your notes. Not understanding his rules of his 'game', you looked at him in confusion, "hey hey wait!" "Tell you what," he started, "I'll ask you a question and every time you get one right, I'll give you a kiss." He gave you a little aegyo. You couldn't say no to that lol, so you decide to go ahead.

You got a few kisses so far from getting the questions right: some on your lips, some on your cheek, on your shoulder, hand, & nose. He never failed to shower you in his love, especially when at home.

"Well, that's everything," he said as he closed your notebook. "Really? Wow.... i guess that did help a bit...thanks" you said shyly. You grabbed your notebook to just flip at the pages. Yuta was staring at you. His hand supporting his jaw, he got so hypnotized by you. How did he get so lucky to find someone as wonderful as you? Perhaps you wondered how you ever got lucky to find him? Questions left unanswered but you both knew that you were meant for each other.

Absent mindedly, he reached out his hand to play with your hair for a second before putting a strand behind your ear then lightly tracing your cheek then ending up on the tip of your chin. This made you look over at him. He slowly got closer to you. He glanced down to look at your lips until they both met. You closed your eyes, letting his lips lead the way. It was such a feather-like kiss. He paused then looked back into your wonderful eyes. You always thought of them as average, but to Yuta, they were incomparable. "What am I going to do with you?" he asked, not necessarily expecting an answer, "you're so smart." You timidly looked away. He gently grabbed your hands to stand up. You thought his hands were delicate, but he handled yours like as if he was carrying glass. You placed your hands on his shoulder. He placed his hands in your back pockets and brought you closer to him. "Baby, are you needy?" you asked jokingly. He chuckled, "aniya, it's just that I thought I should reward you for getting all the questions right." He got closer to your ear and whispered, "Be a good girl for me and get under the covers will you?" Blushing a little at the sudden request, you did as asked. It felt awkward being in regular clothes under the sheets but you did anyways. He took off his shirt then started crawling to you under the covers. You felt the weight on the bed get closer. He peeped out his head from the covers looking at you. "Boo," he said. You giggled at his silliness. Who said sex had to be serious anyways? It can be fun, right?

You caressed his neck and he came closer kissing you again. Using one hand for support as the other busied itself making its way to the hem of your shirt. He then was able to get his hand under your shirt. He let his fingers ghost on top of your tummy. He drew tiny invisible circles, slowly making their way up. You shivered at the tickles he was making you feel, trying to not break the kiss with a laugh. The most you could do was smile. He must've felt it and couldn't help but smile as well. Yuta's lips left yours with a slight kissing sound and he lifted up your shirt, scrunching it just below your breasts. He lowered himself down to tummy-level. You closed your eyes in embarrassment; you weren't the sporto type, so you felt really self conscious about it. Your boyfriend never saw what the problem was, you were perfect to him and for him and he always tried to show you and "scolded" you if you thought otherwise.

You felt his hot breath hovering over your tummy. He slipped his tongue out and started drawing stripe like patterns. You inhaled sharply but quietly. Trying to look down at his actions but your view was block by his perfectly toussled, dyed hair. You failed an attempt to move the covers lower to see what was happening. He started to gently suck on parts of your skin. Tummy hickies? Whatever they were called, you knew pink-purple tone marks would appear. He moved himself up again, this time to remove your shirt. "You don't need this," he said as he tossed it halfway across the room. You weren't wearing the "sexiest" bra, because A) you weren't prepared lol & B) it was just school you went to? It didn't matter to him anyways because he was going to be the one to take it off. He glanced at your still clothed breasts and bit his lower lip. He immediately reached to them and started licking the your upper breasts. His licks made you aware of the cool air once he stopped, your top part having trails of his saliva. He reached under you to get rid of the bra, you arched your back to help him out. His delicate fingers sliding the straps down your shoulder, once again, tossing it away. Drool accidentally slipped from his lips at the bare-chested sight of you. Quickly, he covered his mouth. "Wow...um sorry, you just... Look so...wow," he said trying to giggle his embarrassment away. You covered up a giggle too. He reached to both of your breasts and started massaging them. Circling around and light squeezing them. Mmm.. was all that slipped from your closed lips. You felt the hairs on the back of your neck started to rise. You looked at him as he squeezed one upwards and attached his plump lips to it. Inside of the mouth, that boy worked wonders with that tongue, flicking your nipple. On the other side of your valley, he gently traced the other. Detaching his mouth, a small string of saliva was seen. He was really sucking on, eh? He switched his mouth to the other half of you only this time, your lonely breast didn't receive the same attention as the other. His finger trailed down to your clothed core, still trapped with the tight jeans. He gave it a squeeze. "Ooo- Yuta.." you barely muttered out stroking his hair. He looked up at you. "Mm? What is it love?" he asked acting oblivious. "Do you like it when I touch you here?" he asked palming your core. You bit your lower lip before answering, "Yes."

"Can I?" he asked motioning to your jeans. You simply nodded. He slid them off making you feel a little bit more free. He gave a small smile at the cute tiny bow in the center of the band of your panties. He moved himself even lower, your core at his eye level. He separated your thighs, kissing the insides. Once he reached in front of your heat, he pressed his lips to your clothed ones. The slight pressure felt amazing as you try to cover a moan. Your reaction meant approval. His next step was to feel you. He moved your panties to one side, he hovered a finger over your heat. He took a closer look. "Baby, am I seeing this right? You're dripping for me." he said. His teasing was too much but it felt so damn good, you loved the way he worked you up. "I think I need a closer look," he teased as he grabbed the waistband of your undies and sliding them down and away. He moved the covers to the side, finally giving you a full view. You felt the cool air of the room and shuddered. Staring at your wide open core, "Jagiya, you are wet for me," he informed you. Legs wide open, you could have sworn you felt your juices started to leak down to the covers.

Not able to take anymore teasing, "Yuta... Please... I need you...inside me," you practically begged. "Is that what my princess wants? What is it exactly that you want inside of you? Do you want me to prep you with my fingers first?" he asked as he stuck 2 fingers inside of your hole. You heard his fingers circle around and curled inside you. "YU-!! Mmm.." you sighed. Trying not to touch him, you grabbed a fistful of the covers that were to your side. "Baby let me know if this is ok. I want to hear you moan for me, can you do that baby girl?" he said. You were hesitant to his request because you knew you could be uncontrollably loud, but you still nodded. After a few swirls around your pussy, his fingers came out of you, they were glistening in your juices. You felt slightly embarrassed at how wet they looked, but really, he just wanted you to witness him lick and slurp his own fingers clean. "You're so delicious," he told you, "I think I want more than just a sample." He positioned his arms under your thighs so his arms could keep you pinned down. He pulled you closer to his mouth. You placed your index finger at the edge of your lip, looking girly. Then you felt his tongue flick your clit. "Aaahh.." you moaned. Jeezus did his tongue have skill.

He then went just below your clit to find the hole where your juices were coming from. You moaned louder this time. You arched your back and squirmed but his hands kept you down. He could keep your body down with one hand actually because the other was searching for your hand to hold, interlocking fingers. You heard slurping coming from your lower half, turning you on even more if that was even possible. You stroke his head ever so gently with your free hand, enjoying the view of his face between your thighs.

He finished, his mouth leaving your core with a slight pop sound. You saw him covered in your juices from nose to chin. "You're so tasty," he said licking his lips. He grabbed the nearest random clothing piece to wipe himself. You were going to ask if you could touch him but he answered your unsaid question by saying, "today's all about you princess. You did so well studying. I'm so proud of you."

#nct smut #nct #nct yuta #nct 127

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joonsmagicstudio · 6 years

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A Ship Requested:

Hiiii could I have a ship with NCT, Stray Kids, and Day6. So I’m 5’3 with dark brown waves hair. I have curves(that sounds rly weird omg). So for my personality I’m kinda shy when u first meet me but when u get to know me I’m so weird and crazy. I don’t think I’m funny but people have told me I am. I like to play sports and I rly want to compose music. I’m half American half Swiss. I’m not rly into girly stuff and I would rather play video games then go to the mall. Thank you so much!!!!💖

Hii!!!! Omfg swiss-american! ( I lived in Switzerland for a while lol that was so irrelevant.) Okey let’s get started! (BTW I’ll do 2 ships is that okay?)

From NCT:

I ship you with Yuta:

Why?

You are actually his ideal type, he wanted his girl to be 15 cm shorter than him so he could just put his chin on top her head and cuddle all day long, isn’t that such an adorable sight! Your first impression of Yuta was that he seemed to be the quiet Japanese kid, pretty reserved and what not but as time passed by, you were shooketh. He was much crazier than you had originally thought. Yuta is one hell of a flirt and a perv, have you seen heard is pick up lines?

“I don’t look for the camera, the camera looks for me.” and he adds a wink and a smirk at the end.

“Are you kidding me? Shut up.” (probably Haechan or you)

Or probably somewhere in the amusement park grinding on a someone cosplayed as a minion.

When ever you play sport, just imagine him trying to also be sporty as you but will most probably fail. So he’ll just be standing or sitting on the sidelines and being you No.1 supporter.

“YOU CAN DO THIS Y/N!” He screams as loud as he can from the audience with a whole outfit and a board with your name on it. You’ll probably blush, for sure. You’d be lying if you didn’t.

Plus both of your personality are pretty compatible, both of you are reserved at first and later on the two of you are the craziest couple on site that everyone knows. He’ll be flirting with you and openly showing his PDA with you. Everyone will be disgusted (cue Haechan gagging in the background and the NCT dreamies screaming in horror with Lucas cheering the two of you.) But in all seriousness, when he really loves you, he would probably spend a day taking you to the music studio and teaching you how to compose with what ever knowledge he has on composing but also load of vocals lessons and giggles with soft kisses here and there (his vocals are amazing if y’all don’t already know).

From Stray Kids:

To be honest, I feel like you will be best friends with all of them. Nothing more (sorry XD).

FromDay6:

I ship you with Dowoon:

Why?

He would care for you in the most adorable way, your relationship is basically full of shyness and adorable moment for example he likes long hair so you’ll probably find yourself laying with you head in his lap and his finger running through your hair. Or just general cuddling, because he finds you sexy, curves are sexy, so he just wants to cuddle with you home in the couch in front of the TV (is that too cliché or what? Ah it’s cute anyways.) (also cue sungjin gagging at the skinship and yelling at the 2 of you to get a room. Jae probs won’t give . a shit and wonpil would hardcore ship you two together. Young K....he’s busy eating or sleeping, there’s no in between with that man.)

Also just imagine this, Dowoon doing English vlives with you.

“I-this, that, you like this? Yes. You like that? Yes. This my girl friend. I like her. I like drums, I am drum.” Dowoon rambling english nonsense on camera and you just wondering what the heck is going on but finding him cute (you can literally hear Jae going wtf from a 100 meters away.). You guys can be weird with each other, specially on vlives and thats one of the main reason a lot of people ship you two together because the two of you just go well with each other.

He probably won’t be able to help you with composing but he’ll definitely teach you to play drums at one point, you can’t run away from that (who would?).

Lastly, video games, oh boy don’t get me started on this. This boy broke jae mental in the games of league of legends (or maybe jae was a shitty player afghjkl sorry). The two of you, I swear to god would be found playing against each other in video games, specially league of legends. And when it comes to you playing against Jae, he would straight up cheer for you and betray his member.

“Y/n go! You got this! Break Jae mental!” Dowoon probably sitting right behind you while you play games and Jae playing the game while being deeply offended like he always is.

Hope you liked it! :)

#ship #yuta #nct #kpop #dowoon #day6 #kpop imagines #requested

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littlemissmusiclover-blog · 7 years

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Getting Back Together | Doyoung

He acts like he hates you doing all the girly stuff on him

and what I mean by girly stuff is the fact that you use him as your model for your make-up experiments, hair styling, painting his nails hahaha

like he’s so pretty (in fact all of the members of NCT are beautiful human beings istg)

but he secretly loves it when you do that to him

he loves it when your hands touch his face

just the mere fact that you’re touching his body is enough to drive him crazy

and he also loves it when he gets to touch your face

he strongly dislikes it when another guy apart from your relatives touch your face e.g. pinching your cheeks

because that’s how he shows his affection for you

and he wants you to remember only him doing that kind of thing towards you

he would do your make-up for you sometimes when he’s bored

he’s somewhat in between of clueless and a not-so-bad makeup artist

tbh he’s actually not that bad in applying makeup on you

he can still make you look like a human being, don’t worry

You and Doyoung both like to pester the members with the “Vroom vroom” Talkshow lol

*insert Taeyong’s dismayed face*

When you guys are feeling competitive, you guys challenge each other who’s better in doing the “Vroom vroom” Talkshow wtf guys

And because the members love you, they vote for you as the better MC than Doyoung

“I FEEL VERY BETRAYED GUYS.” - Doyoung

“Sorry hyung, better luck next time.” - Jaehyun

Random staring contest and “I love you”s in four different languages

One time, you and Doyoung had a fight because another trainee was trying to flirt with him

He’s not aware that the girl was flirting with him

Because his love for you was too much, he became oblivious to other girls’ intentions to pursue him

“What is wrong with you? Why are you shouting at me all of a sudden?”

“I AM NOT SHOUTING AT YOU, KIM DOYOUNG!”

“But you are.”

“THAT GIRL WAS FLIRTING WITH YOU! CAN’T YOU SEE?!”

“What are you talking about? She wasn’t flirting with me!” BUT REALLY, THE GIRL WAS FLIRTING WITH DOYOUNG BUT HE’S SO FOCUSED IN GIVING HER TIPS ABOUT HOW TO SURVIVE BEING IN THE SAME ENTERTAINMENT AGENCY.

“SHE WAS LAUGHING AND HITTING YOUR ARM LIKE YOU GUYS WERE THE BEST OF FRIENDS! SURE, SHE’S “NOT FLIRTING” WITH YOU!”

“You’re unbelievable! Do you really think I could throw you away just for that new trainee?!”

“Well, why the fuck not?! You guys are in the same entertainment agency! You guys could relate to one another!”

“You’re being immature!”

“You’re being a jerk!”

“You know what? Let’s just end this shit. Don’t talk to me ever again. Don’t come here ever again!”

“OH LOOK! WHAT A GREAT IDEA!”

Days, weeks and months passed... and Doyoung seemed to regret all the things he said

He mostly regrets the fact that he challenged you to end your relationship just like that

every night he would look at the pictures you took in his phone

and sigh in disappointment towards himself and the whole situation

HE MISSES YOUR HANDS TOUCHING HIS FACE

HE MISSES YOUR ARMS HUGGING HIM TIGHT

HE MISSES YOU SO MUCH AND IT HURTS HIM A LOT

To be honest, your problem was really simple to solve. It could’ve been solved by talking about it properly

but then the emotions were rushing in all of a sudden

that even calmly talking about it didn’t cross both of your minds which led to a pointless breakup

You, on the other hand, still can’t believe that he challenged you to break up with him

And you also regret for agreeing to it somehow

you miss him so much too

But then you also thought that you made the right decision

YEP YOU’RE CONFLICTED AF

One morning, someone knocked on your door

Oh look it’s the NCT U and NCT 127 members

“Sawadika! Welcome to Ten’s Talkshow!”

“WHat a loser. It should be Taeyong’s Talkshow!”

“Omg guys stfu” - Taeil

“Why do I know you guys?” - Johnny

“Shameless hyungs” - Mark

“WE ARE HERE TO WITNESS IF DOYOUNG WILL BE ACCEPTED OR REJECTED BY HIS EX-GIRLFRIEND” - Yuta

“Yeah keep rubbing it on my face that y/n and I broke up!” - Doyoung

“HEY HEY HEY HEY HEY! HANDS UP IF YOU FEELIN’ THE VIBE NOW! BOOMING SYSTEM UH UH TY TRACK” - Haechan

please excuse Haechan’s randomness

anyway........

*insert other members facepalming themselves*

cue in you staring at them until you met Doyoung’s gaze

“Y/n...” Doyoung tries to go towards you but you immediately closed the door right up his face

“Y/n, I know you’re still behind this door. Listen, I just wanna apologize for everything.”

“I really didn’t think that she was flirting with me.”

“But trust me, even if I knew, I will never exchange you for anyone in this world.”

“I still love you”

“And it’s killing me right now that you’re not back into my arms”

You open the door and he’s crying

You were surprised because he rarely cries in front of you

Imagine a crying Doyoung at your doorstep oh gosh

like he looks weird but cute at the same time

you just want to hug him and envelope him with your love

like... come here baby let me put you back together with my love

“Please let it be me again, baby. Please.” He pleads with his eyes full of pain and longing for you

And because you still love him, you didn’t say anything first and just welcomed him with a tight hug

“I SWEAR TO GOD I SAID I’M NOT GONNA CRY ASDFGTSNDJNIFHRIHGEOJR!!!!!!!” - Haechan

“I’m sorry for being immature, Doyoung. I’m sorry for not trusting you.”

“I have always loved you and that will never change. I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have let my jealousy take over me.”

“I love you Doyoung-oppa.”

He chuckles and gives you your first kiss in your relationship (and in your entire life)

Yes, YOU GUYS MADE OUT IN FRONT OF THE OTHER MEMBERS

The members were too happy to be grossed out by your make-out session in front of them

But neither of you cared anymore

What matters is that you’re back again with each other

And neither of you would be the first one to let go of your feelings for each other

Because you both knew that one cannot survive without the other

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DOYOUNG’S VERSION, DONE! TIME TO DO TEN’S VERSION!

HERE ARE ALSO THE LINKS TO THE GBT VERSION OF THE OTHER MEMBERS!

Jaehyun

Taeyong

Johnny

Yuta

Ten - coming soon

Mark - coming soon

Haechan - coming soon

Taeil - coming soon

#nct #nct 127 #nct 127 scenarios #nct u scenarios #nct u #kim doyoung #nct doyoung #kpop #kpop scenarios #kpop idol #relationship #breaking up #getting back together

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