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been sitting in front of my computer for 8 hours without doing anything bc the only thought in my head is "need to get floor tickets for the 127 concert"
#the fact that i've been running on pure anxiety the past two weeks also doesn't help#didn't even go to school#?????#might sound stupid but my brain just won't let go#first and only time i'll ever say this but i hope there's a priority presale#the thing here is though that nothing's been confirmed lmao just a bunch of tweets and shit and apparently 127 day is gonna happen here ???#idek why i'm so hooked on floor tix like i don't hate crowds and get panic attacks at concerts#but i just NEED to see them live and i want to see doyoungs pretty face the closest i can and cry when he sings gold dust#it's also not like i have any money bc school payments took all my savings but i really hope presale is at the end of december#i'm also not above asking my sister for money at this point I WILL SELL MY SOUL#but also i just really need to snap out of it bc i have to finish this magazine for thursday and i cannot fuck it up it's my final project#lmao
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| pairing: sub!Haechan x Dom!fem!Reader
| warnings: 18+ MDNI. Intox kink (He's already drunk, you get him more drunk). Belt bondage. Noona kink. Sex toys (Hitachi wand). Little bit of biting from Hyuck. Female and male orgasms. Fem!oral. Male edging and overstimulation.
| wc: 3.4k
| aurora's note: this was originally written as a fem!oc x haechan inspired oc fic. i tried to change all the names and pronouns accordingly, but please let me know if i missed anything. thanks!
He thought it was oh-so-cute to come home all smug and tipsy after the boys’ anniversary event. You had attended— Thanks to Haechan who got you good tickets as a gift— but after the show, he said that he was going out with the boys for a planned dinner, and that he would meet you at home later. So you waited. Patiently. Despite the clock hitting midnight and your eyes getting heavy, you waited up for him because you knew that he was out having fun with his friends, and he promised that he would come home, and you trusted him on that, so you weren’t going to rush him like a bitch. You weren’t his mother, nor were you an overbearing partner. You could wait for him. However, when he showed up in his drunken state with a cockiness that took you by surprise, you found yourself completely endeared by him. How adorable,” you had thought to yourself.
“You looked so pretty tonight, noona…” he muttered as he stumbled into the living room where you sat on the couch in your pajamas. “So, so pretty… In that tight dress…” He whined pathetically at the thought.
Had you seen Haechan drunk before? Absolutely. But you had been in public the first time so he wasn’t so focused on you when his friends were teasing him, and the other time had been over FaceTime while he was on tour so he passed out in his hotel room shortly after calling you. This was cute of him. Annoying, but cute. You wondered how much he had drunk. Was it enough to want you as badly as you wanted him while watching him on stage earlier in the night? Did he realize how good he had looked in that black outfit of his with the belts and leather all over his body; and when he had dropped to his knees so easily for Doyoung, you damn near fainted. But you tried to keep your cool in order to overcome his confidence so that he couldn’t assume for a second that he ever had the upper hand.
“I wanted to fuck you in the bathroom before the show,” he continued. As he got closer, you could see just how red his cheeks were thanks to the alcohol. His eyes looked dizzy. His mouth was curled up into an infinite grin. “I didn’t have time…” Slowly, he dropped to his knees. “But now I do.”
You allowed him to entertain you. You had no expectations of allowing him to have his way with you, not when you had waited for him for so long, and he had looked as good as he did. No, no, you would let him have his fun, then you would have yours.
So Haechan dropped to his knees in front of you— Just like he had on stage in front of all those people. He smirked even wider.
“I brought more home.”
You raised a confused brow at him. Just then, in response, Haechan pulled two shooters out of his jacket pockets, and he held them out for you to inspect. Oh. He untwisted one of the bottles for you so that he could take it. Oh, how he knew you so well. He had been so disappointed that time on tour when he knocked out because he had called you with the intention of getting off, because you both had an intox kink that you hadn’t yet explored together since you started dating; but because he passed out, you didn’t get the chance to really go for it. Now that he was in front of you, however, there was nothing to stop you. Ah, freakin’ adorable…
“For me?” you asked teasingly, your left hand cupping the bottom of his chin.
Haechan nodded. His eyes were glazing over with lust, he was rubbing his thighs together in order to give the growing erection in his sweatpants some relief, and he was staring at you with a look that said, “I need you so badly.”
“Open up.”
He obeyed immediately, his jaw falling slack, his tongue sticking out.
“Tilt.”
He leaned his head back. You were being constantly reminded of how he had done the same exact thing a couple of hours earlier on stage, and how ever since then, Twitter was having a meltdown because there were thousands upon thousands of fangirls out there who were dreaming of having Haechan on his knees for them, but the only person who actually had the privilege of that was you.
With a tough grasp on his chin, you put the opening of the shooter against Haechan's lower lip. Once you were sure you had a steady grip on him and that he wouldn’t spill anything, you began slowly pouring the shot into his mouth, watching as he swallowed bit by bit while maintaining strong, confident, bratty eye contact with you. The second you were done, you reached for the other. He must have been expecting a break or a tad of leniency, but how could you possibly give that to him when he had practically given himself over like a gift on your birthday or something? It was the most perfect thing you could have hoped for— And you sure were glad that you waited up for him as promised. So you opened the other, and you kept him steady while you poured the next shot.
“Don’t swallow.”
He watched you carefully, his mouth full, his lips pursing together to keep everything in, and his cheeks puffed to make room for all the alcohol stored inside. His breath picked up bit. You could tell that the more alcohol he drank, the more gone he was. The way he was really rolling his hips to get a bit of friction for his erection was a tell-tale sign that he couldn’t wait much longer, but you were going to make him wait regardless.
“Okay.”
Haechan swallowed hard then caught his breath. “Noona…”
And that did it. Your head started spinning even without a sip of alcohol yourself. “Be good and go grab my toy from me.” His eyes widened and he started scrambling to his feet pathetically. “Or is my baby too drunk for that?”
“No, no, no, I’m okay—” His hip hit the couch as he ran towards the bedroom in search of your toy. You grinned.
When Haechan returned, he was busy investigating the Hitachi wand���s settings on the side of the handle to see if the toy was charged or if he needed to improvise with getting more batteries, or maybe even a different toy even though you had asked for that one. Once the toy had buzzed to life, slightly startling Haechan, he turned it off then handed it over to you. His eyes were wide while watching you. He was investigating your every movement, curious as to what the hell you had planned and how he was going to participate in it.
You slid your pajama shorts off in order to reveal more of yourself, uncovering your thighs completely, but not giving Haechan any view of your breasts which he loved to suck on. His breath hitched at the sight. That was at least enough to see some of you, but not all of you, and though it wasn’t exactly what he wanted, at least it was something, so Haechan dared to reach out and touch you, but you immediately stopped him.
“Don’t touch.”
His other hand disregarded your warning, squeezing your thigh possessively.
You tsked your tongue. “Take off your belt, baby.”
Thinking that it would get him some kind of reward— He really must have been drunk to assume that— Haechan eagerly tore the belt off his waist after struggling with the buckle for a few embarrassing moments; but once he noticed that you were holding your hand out for it, he froze. So it wasn’t for his benefit, after all.
“Spin.”
Reluctantly, he rotated around on his knees so that his back was facing you.
“Wrists.”
He swallowed hard and put his hands behind his back. Was a belt the ideal means for bondage? Absolutely not. But was it what you had on hand? Yep. Careful not to hurt him, you looped the belt around his wrists and made sure it was tight enough that he couldn’t escape but not so tight that it would do any damage.
“Face me again.”
Haechan turned around with a pout on his face. Seemed that he was less than content with not being able to be a brat and try to touch you anymore, especially with the enticing appearance of his girlfriend sitting right in front of him. He looked cute. To his surprise, you lifted your right leg to go over his left shoulder. A gulp and a shivering breath escaped Hyuck before he slowly drifted his gaze downwards to the space between your legs which he could now see so clearly, including the wet spot forming in your panties which you had worn specifically for him as a gift to celebrate eight years with NCT 127. He whined loudly this time to make it known that he was upset with you for restraining him, but that only made you more happy to mess with him the way you had planned— You didn’t even waste any time turning the toy on and pressing it against your clit.
“Fuck, noona,” he croaked before you could even react to the pleasure with a moan or a buck of your hips.
You threw your head back against the couch. It felt good. You had been so pent up ever since you saw Haechan on his knees at the concert and you imagined having him like that for you… And now that he was exactly where you wanted him, you were on cloud 9. The toy felt so fucking good. There had been so many times when the two of you were in bed together and Haechan was thrusting into you at an uncontrolled pace and he pressed the toy against your clit to make sure you came around his length over and over again just to make you melt and lose every bit of sanity you had to offer. But now you could use it on yourself to feel good while simultaneously punishing your boyfriend for looking so damn fine at the show and having the audacity to be that submissive on stage.
“Feels so good, Hyuck,” you teased him with a moan.
He struggled at your feet in an attempt to touch you, but the belt prevented him from budging. You moaned to really sell it. You wiggled your hips and pressed the toy roughly against you in order to feel its full power. It truly felt good, but beyond that it was fun to play with Hyuck. You loved that he had to sit there and watch as you pleased himself and there was nothing he could do about it. He had to yearn to touch you. Had to deal with not being able to touch himself. Poor thing was falling apart in front of you, and you were enjoying every ounce of pleasure that was bringing you closer and closer to the edge.
Out of nowhere, you were shocked when you felt teeth nip at the inside of your thigh. You sat up a bit, the toy still against you, and you looked down to find that Haechan was resting his cheek against your inner thigh where he had bit you, and he was batting his eyes innocently while giving you a puppy dog pleading look.
“Don’t,” you warned him before moaning again.
He didn’t obey, however. He turned to nip you again, this time his teeth gently pulling on the skin— It didn’t hurt, but it was certainly a surprise.
“You—” You gulped. “You’re not supposed… Fuck… Don’t touch, baby.”
“I’m not touching,” he replied with a grin.
“Brat.” Suddenly the toy hit a different angle when your wrist slipped and you had to readjust. “I’m gonna fucking cum, baby.”
As Haechan bit into your thigh one more time, you were sent completely over the edge, your legs shaking against the couch and Haechan's head. You moaned his name loudly. Your back arched off the cushions, and one of your hands left the handle of the toy in order to pull on Haechan's black hair, earning a pathetic grunt for him.
You removed the bulb of the toy from your clit as your high disappeared. While you expected to catch your breath and think of what to do next with Haechan, you were caught completely off guard when Haechan leaned forward and began sucking your clit desperately, his tongue lapping at the overstimulated bud while you whined and rolled your hips in a futile attempt to get away from him or push him away. He was so quick and aggressive that you didn’t have any time to react. His tongue had completely discombobulated you— The overstimulation was so painful yet pleasurable that you started seeing stars.
“S-stop—”
But he continued to lick up every bit of your wetness and the cum that was slowly seeping out of you.
“Brat…” you croaked, finally getting a good grip on his hair again in order to tug him away. His tongue stretched out in an attempt to reach you, but you moved him so far away that you were finally able to sit upright and close your legs enough that he didn’t have any access anymore. He whined.
“Funny,” you said sarcastically with a stern tone and a flat face. “What happened to no touching?”
“You never said anything about using my tongue.” He stuck it out teasingly. “I was just helping you out… Like a good boy!” He grinned innocently, knowing damn well that he was anything but.
You squinted at him. “My drunk boy is having a hard time listening tonight. Am I going to have to gag you, too? Back talking me and overstimulating me…” You tsked your tongue. “Such a shame because I was considering rewarding you for looking so cute while you’re drunk and desperate for me.”
Haechan turned a darker shade of red in response to the mixture of praise and degradation that had his head spinning even more.
“But alas…”
Reaching down smoothly, you pressed the tip of the wand against Haechan's erection that was still trapped in his sweatpants. When you turned it on, Haechan toppled forward. He let out the most beautiful moan that you had ever heard in your entire life; and his forehead was pressed against your knee, nearly your inner thigh, while he tried to bear the overwhelming pleasure of the vibrator being turned up to high against his hard shaft.
“F-fuck—” His breath shuddered.
“Feel good?”
He nodded eagerly.
So you did the only reasonable thing by turning the toy off.
“No!” He sat up completely off the floor in search of the thing that was giving him enough pleasure that he was chasing his high already. So that was how little stamina he had while drunk. Fun. “Please, please, please, I’m sorry.”
“Are you?”
He kept nodding so fast that his hair was all over the place, even to the point that it began sticking to his forehead. “Please.”
You obliged him by turning the toy on again. Haechan slumped with relief. A string of moans left him, some mixed with curse words, others sounding like prayers that had your name attached to them. You grinned. Drunk, horny, and desperate for you was the perfect image of Haechan.
“I’m close again…”
How he didn’t expect it, you couldn’t begin to imagine, but maybe it was the alcohol tricking him into thinking that you would be kinder than you actually were— Especially after he pulled his little stunt at the end there. But you removed the toy again.
“Fuck!” he whined. “Please… I was gonna cum…”
“Nope.”
But then you put it back, earning you the reaction of having Haechan strain against the belt that was holding his wrists together behind his back.
“Please—”
So you took it away.
His cheek desperately caressed your inner thigh as a sign that you recognized as his silent way of begging for more when his head was spinning too fast to get the words out properly. You took some pity on him. Putting it on the lowest setting, you let the wand hover just barely over his erection, making him shiver.
“Thank you… Thank you… Thank… Fuck…” His words were beginning to slur. “Just like that, noona, please, please, noona, I love you, fuck, don’t stop, please, please—” He bit his lip and screwed his eyes shut as tightly as he physically could. “More, noona, please… I’ll be good this time…” He slumped. “Please…” And what took you out completely was the way he opened his eyes in order to look up at you through his lashes, his eyelids heavy, his cheeks so red that you could have been tricked into thinking that he had layered on tons of blush just to impress you.
“I want you to remember this moment,” you told him seriously, leaning forward to look him in the eye, “and how I’m the one you’re begging for while you’re on your knees, looking all pretty for me.”
He nodded.
“Don’t ever get on your knees for anyone else again. Understand?”
“Yes, noona.”
“Good boy.” As you turned the toy up to the max setting again, Haechan let out a scandalously loud moan until you silenced him with a rough kiss. He tasted like alcohol. You wondered if you kissed him for long enough if you could get drunk off of him— Maybe next time it would be way more fun if you were both drunk. “Cum,” you muttered into his mouth.
His ability to kiss you back and stay completely upright faded as he began to approach his high with the permission he had been desiring since he came home and saw you sitting on the couch. To make sure he wouldn’t escape you or hurt himself by the off chance, you gripped his hair tightly to make sure he stayed up, and that doubled as a cover to abuse him just slightly, and that was what did it from him.
“Noona…” he whimpered. His hips bucked upwards into the toy, his eyes closed once more to focus on his twitching cock in his pants, and he let out a string of moans that made you swoon. “Thank you…” He wavered slightly.
“My good boy.” To get back at him for what he had done to you, you bit Haechan's bottom lip, and you continued to press the toy against the wet spot of his cargo pants. He began thrashing. “Shhh,” you cooed, “just take it.”
“Please,” he mumbled.
You continued to ignore him— You even grew wicked by moving the toy along his shaft to make sure it really hurt. Haechan began whining more, his hips pulling away in the hopes that he wouldn’t be within reach of you anymore, but he was unsuccessful.
“Noona, please, I can’t.”
Though that wasn’t a safe word or any warning sign, you were inclined to finally show some pity on him now that he had ruined his pants. You turned the toy off then threw it to your side on the couch. Haechan crumbled. He panted and nearly drooled on himself, his thoughts so far gone that you knew he was officially tapped out, even if he indicated that he wanted to continue by some miracle.
“You did so good, baby,” you praised him kindly with a smile. “You feel good?” You grabbed him by the chin to make sure he looked back up at you when he nodded, his eyes barely open. “Good boy.” He smiled at you, all dumbed out. You smiled back at him. “Let’s get you cleaned up before bed.”
With one last kiss, Haechan slumped to allow you to stand slightly and remove the belt from his wrists— And once he was free, Haechan jumped at the chance to stand on shaky legs, wrap his arms around your waist, and kiss you once more. You smiled. He was really, really cute when drunk.
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NCT AS CLASSMATES
word count | 4.3k
warnings | food mentions in johnny, doyoung, jaehyun, xiaojun's
now playing . . . marigold by aimyon
AN // this is only ot20 because i still know nothing about nct wish, and apologies if they're similar 20 is still a lot to write 😭
nct masterlist
ᡣ𐭩 moon taeil
i think taeil would have had a somewhat turbulent experience with school when he was younger
but honestly now that he was able to study what he wanted and sit with who he wanted it was different
like he’d really love school and the relative freedom he had now
it’s just a shame that school didn’t love him so much
he’s not a bad student by any means
he’d be really driven and would know when to put his head down and just try and get through all the practise problems he’d been given
but then he’d compare them to the mark scheme and realise that he had only gotten 2 out of the 20 he had spent the afternoon on
so he decided to get some help
and he goes to his trusty best friend (you) for a hand
unfortunately you’re in the same boat
and had been just about to pick up the phone and call him when you got his text
but it turns out that the 3 you got were different from the 2 he got right
so you start with that
him explaining his answers and you talking him through yours
and a few epiphanies start to come here and there
and in the end you’re leaving the library with a total of 7 correct answers between you and the promise of meeting back there tomorrow
determined to reach double digits at the very least
ᡣ𐭩 johnny suh
yknow those people who are just the best for stressful situations
yeah johnny is one of them
like he’s always super calm and level-headed whenever you’re going mad about deadlines and midterms and whatever other drama is happening on campus
but he never allows himself to make it seem like you’re overreacting
he makes it very clear that he is, in fact, underreacting
and then reminds you that you know what you’re doing and you’re def gonna ace whatever test you’ve got that day
offering to do whatever he can to ease your workload
from ordering you coffee to your apartment
to quizzing you on your content
to picking up your laundry from the cleaners because your todo list is a mile long
and even though he’s pretty popular and sociable in general
he’d always make the time to help you out if you needed it
despite the fact that his calming energy is in high demand during exam season
he can just fit everybody else around your schedule
cos you’re his no.1 priority <3
ᡣ𐭩 lee taeyong
taeyong is
without a doubt
the best seat mate you could ever ask for
and classmate in general
or just friend in general let’s be real
especially for classes you don’t like or ones where the teacher is really frustrating
like he would be getting up extra early to buy your coffee from the place you like on the other side of town just to bring it to you
and giving you updates on all his fish whenever the lecture got boring
and studying with you whenever and wherever
(plus letting you fall asleep on his shoulder when you eventually got on the bus back home)
and no matter how many times you asked him how you could repay him he would always just brush it off
saying that making you smile was enough to get him through the hours upon hours of required classes
but your friendship is pretty symbiotic
like you guys always split your topics so you can do practise essays and study guides individually and then share them
and you’re always the first pair to finish every single shared project because you just fit right into each other’s lives like clockwork
ᡣ𐭩 nakamoto yuta
he’d be so popular, everybody knows him
cos he’s just friendly and helpful and flirty with everybody
like you two would be walking down the corridor and he’d see one of your professors struggling to open the door to her office with all her files in hand
so he’d rush over, insisting on taking the files in and putting them down on her desk
and you could’ve sworn you saw him winking as he was telling her that there was no need to thank him
it wasn’t like he was tryna chat her up though
he was just like that with everybody
but it meant a lot of people (your own age) had the fattest crushes on him
and it wasn’t like he was hiding from them either
you’d see him on the football pitches as you were walking to class each morning
always with a small crowd of adoring fans trying to hide that they were watching him warm up
even though they’d all start whispering any time he ran over to the path as he saw you passing
taking your hand to squeeze it as he wished you a good day
he never realised what he was doing though
or how many people were watching
he’d definitely enjoy it once you pointed it out to him though
starting to stroke your hair or kiss you on the cheek
not knowing whose reaction he savoured more
whether it was the gasps of the girls hiding their faces in their books
or your scoffing and spluttering as he pulled you into another sweaty hug
ᡣ𐭩 qian kun
v intimidating at first
i mean he had such a studious aura and he seemed to smart and no-nonsense
so when your friend beckoned you over to sit next to her
in a seat that also happened to be right next to kun
you were very nervous that he’d secretly be getting really sick of your whispers
but you didn’t get so much as a side eye
in fact, when you were talking to your friend about whether she got the last point on the slide
he tapped you on the shoulder, apologising for intruding as he showed you his notes
and omg was it helpful knowing you could rely on him whenever
cos he was actually really nice and generous and had absolutely no problem with giving you and your friend a hand
so naturally you guys start sitting together more often
and then he starts spending evenings with you guys as well
which nobody has a problem with cos he’s a really good cook too ??
and it practically becomes ritual for everybody to gather in your tiny apartment on a friday for a huge debrief
and kun always sits down on your left
just like he was when you first met :)
ᡣ𐭩 kim doyoung
takes a while for you to get to know him cos he mainly hangs out with the same people
but then after a while a mutual friend mentions that doyoung is like really good at the class you’ve been bombing
so you ask him to pass your number on and try to see if he’d be okay with helping you out
and then you meet up with him in a cafe one weekend and he’s like super nice? and funny??
and also really chill about helping you like doesn’t even ask for anything in return
but when you recommend you meet up in a cafe once a week which you’ll pay for he’s not gonna say no
the first time he does ask for the most expensive thing on the menu
which wasn’t even nice and you could see he was grimacing after every sip
so he abandons that joke immediately and just sticks with the simple stuff
meanwhile you’re grades are soaring
like never been this high in your life, what is this sorcery kinda thing
and then at the end of the semester you’re picking your next classes and you text him
and find out you won’t be doing any of the same ones?? :(
but he tells you you should still text him anytime
and he’d be happy to take you to a cafe one time when you can order the most extravagant thing they have to offer
ᡣ𐭩 ten lee
always passing notes
like just constantly writes little messages and distributes them to half the people in your class
cos he’s just naturally everybody’s best friend from day one somehow
but he always thinks he’s super smooth with it and the teachers have no idea
which they do but they let him off cos he gets the work done
what they don’t know is that it’s really you who’s getting the work done
and his only contribution is the early mornings when he arrives in the library to find you waiting at the table you always sit at
your notebook already open to the homework that he had a week to complete but still slipped his mind
and he puts his head down and expertly rewords all of your carefully thought out answers
you know you probably shouldn’t help him cheat but how can you say no to him
and he promises he’ll start working on the next assignment as soon as it’s given
ᡣ𐭩 jung jaehyun
okay so maybe you had been a little bit obsessed with jaehyun since your first class with him
cos he sat next to you and was all smiley and friendly from the get go
and you spent the entire lecture trying to think of something witty to say that would win him over
and he’d go ‘hahaha y/n you’re the best we should get married’
or something like that at least
even though you hadn’t even told him your name yet
and you also couldn’t pluck up the courage to say anything before the lecture was over
and then next thing you knew he was getting up from his seat :”(
but then it came to your attention that he needed a biology tutor
which could’ve been more convenient since you barely knew anything about biology
but you were willing to put in the hours
cramming before you were supposed to be talking him through concepts
he didn’t seem entirely convinced by your credentials
but he did think it was cute of you
and he suggested that maybe the next time you meet up you do so over a coffee rather than over a diagram of a dead frog
ᡣ𐭩 dong sicheng
your biggest hype man for real
buys you cakes and presents whenever you do a test, no matter whether your results were good or bad
cos you got through it and that’s what matters
loves sitting next to you in class
mostly so that he can give you a high five each time you make a contribution
and play pictionary with you when your lecture gets boring
he’s good at pictionary though so it works
but then you have to both try to not get too excited when you get the answer because you don’t want to attract attention
he also takes your movie nights extremely seriously
if he turns up at your house on a friday night and you’ve still got your study stuff out
there’s genuinely quite a high risk that he’s gonna throw them in the trash
movie nights are a sacred time to relax and forget about your academic woes
even now that you’ve watched everything on netflix that’s even remotely good and your stuck on predictable thrillers and nauseating romcoms
they all seem alright when you have sicheng’s head resting on your shoulder anyway
ᡣ𐭩 kim jungwoo
not the most focused in class let’s say
don’t get me wrong he always understands everything and is completely up to date even with the optional readings and stuff that nobody else ever bothers with
but in class he just has better things to do
it’s probably something to do with the fact that the two of you live on opposite sides of the campus and don’t get to hang out that much
but from the second you walk in the lecture theatre jungwoo is dragging you to the back of the hall, gossip already tumbling from his lips
like he will not stop
you never figure out where he gets all his intel, or how he remembers the names of all the people who are involved in these stories
cos every time he tells you you always end up getting the sister of the girlfriend and the ex of the boyfriend’s best friend’s brother mixed up
but he patiently goes back to the beginning and establishes who will become central characters in these soap-style stories
because he insists this is all absolutely need-to-know stuff
after a while you tell him that you’re gonna have to start studying together because how does he always get As while you’re scraping Cs because you can never pay attention in class
but those study sessions always just end up descending into incessant gossip too
but at least he can now explain it all to you when you’re not in class, so you finally get the chance to actually listen to your professors
ᡣ𐭩 mark lee
you never thought that sitting with mark would bother you
you guys had been friends since your first week
if anything it was more surprising that you had gone that long without having sat next to him before
and he was pretty much an ideal seatmate
except for his incessant habit of asking questions about every slide
whispering them all to you under his breath as if you have any idea why mint makes your mouth cold
or whether flies get annoyed by the sound of their own buzzing
occasionally he catches your teacher’s attention and she asks him to share what was so important with that class
which leads to him sheepishly announcing that he was just curious about whether pythagoras was married
which he obviously struggles to live down
especially after one of your classmates ((haechan)) suggested this curiosity was somehow related to his own unrequited love for a certain ancient greek mathematician
and even though you knew it was mean,, you sorta hoped the embarrassment would encourage him to keep his questions to himself
but apparently nothing could keep him from asking his burning question about whether bats have the capacity to love
ᡣ𐭩 xiaojun
xiaojun is the best for the classes you have together
but he’s honestly even better when you don’t have the same schedule
because it allows him to spend the hour running around campus putting together a nice lunch for you so you don’t forget to eat
you obviously try to do as much as you can for him as well
both because you want to make his college experience as easy as possible too
but also because you’re determined to never let him feel unappreciated
cos he always just goes so out of his way to keep you happy and stress-free
(or as much as is within his power)
like he literally just exists a step ahead of you
he took a photo of your timetable the day you got it
so now he knows when you need to wake up each day
and he calls you whenever it gets to 8:50 and you still haven’t texted him
which you never thank him for in the moment but you rly appreciate in the long run ofc
he also checks the exam schedules for both his classes and yours
which he doesn’t tell you about
and you only learn he had done it when you see him waiting outside the exam hall before one of your finals
even though it’s 9am
and it’s december
you can literally see his breath as he waves at you from the bench where he had been waiting for god knows how long
ᡣ𐭩 hendery
your friends all initially offered you their sympathy when your teacher told you to go and sit next to hendery
not because he was mean or had a bad reputation or anything
but he was quiet
like doesn’t say a word in lessons, even when you’re told to discuss concepts
and you were grateful for their consideration
because even in that one hour long lesson you had felt the silence thick between you
it didn’t take you too long to get used to it, and you felt yourself adapting to a more solitary learning style, which was no bad thing
but then one day, you’re just sitting trying not to zone out as you get talked through the same exact topic you’ve all understood for weeks
and you hear shuffling beside you as hendery leans over, before quietly saying ‘someone call the explanation police, this guy’s a shoo-in for their new recruit’
safe to say you’re pretty shocked
unsure whether you should lead with your shock at his finally speaking to you after weeks of silence
or with a critique of that awful ‘joke’
so you just stare at him silently, watching as he starts trying to suppress a chuckle
‘okay maybe that wasn’t the best way to break the ice, but y’know, always good to set the bar low’
you didn’t mean to embarrass him, and as he started turning away to look back at his notes, you decided to show a little solidarity
‘someone call the joke police, cos you are one’
he stopped awkwardly avoiding your gaze then, but the second your eyes met you both had to look away to stop yourselves from laughing out loud
ᡣ𐭩 huang renjun
it was always impossible to miss renjun coming into the room
because it always disrupted your classes
your professor would have just gotten started with the lecture
and then the door would burst open unceremoniously
with renjun standing panting behind it
everybody knew he wasn’t doing it to cause trouble
and the closer you guys got the more surprised you were by his lack of punctuality
because he was always so on it with everything else
he was basically always the first in your class to submit assignments
and everything from the way he folded his clothes to his love of minimalist architecture gave the impression that he was distinctly on his shit
but for whatever reason he was just allergic to getting to class on time
to be honest though,,
you wouldn’t be mad at your teachers if they had been hoping he wouldn’t show up
cos it would’ve made their jobs a lot easier
renjun was not the type to allow any new ideas to enter his brain unquestioned
and he’d be sat next to you
quietly tutting and shaking his head as he took notes
forcing you to hold in your laughter as he murmured to himself
‘i just don’t know if i buy it’
ᡣ𐭩 lee jeno
you first sat down next to jeno on your first day cos he looked kinda smart
i mean he was wearing glasses and everybody knows glasses = smart no ??
so you assumed you could maybe get off a little easy with how much you had to do
but that plan failed
miserably
first of all,, it seems that glasses do not give you any real upper hand in terms of smarts
and you and jeno were basically flying blind together throughout all your lectures
also, speaking of blind
jeno also had the amazing ability of forgetting his glasses almost every. single. day.
so not only did you not understand anything
you had to spend all your time leant over towards him, reading out everything written on each slide
everything your lecturers wrote up onto the blackboard
he always felt pretty guilty about it
but apparently never enough to put in the extra effort to actually remember to bring his glasses to class
ᡣ𐭩 lee donghyuck
textbook class clown (!!)
like this man is always looking for a punchline
and he wants everyone to know he’s told a joke whenever he does
so he’s like looking around the room trying to see if anyone heard and is laughing
but then he assumes it was too quiet cos everyone’s just focused on the class?
so he keeps delivering oneliners that make less and less sense and are just getting louder
because isn’t it so crazy that nobody can hear him??
and the people in the seats around him are all just trying to hold their laughter because this is like a performance at this point
and of course you’re the first one to crack
but you think you should’ve allowed yourself to laugh sooner because he looks so happy when you finally do
and he decides then and there that you guys are gonna be besties now
which you didn’t realise was the deal but no complaints
ᡣ𐭩 na jaemin
you were pleased when jaemin came and sat down next to you in your first lecture of the new school year
you had had a few classes with him before and he always kept things interesting
making jokes and asking deliberately obscure questions in an attempt to drain lesson time on things that everybody knew wouldn’t be coming up on your finals
you hadn’t realised that his easy-going attitude was so incompatible with complicated classes though
as soon as the content started getting trickier jaemin’s continuous stream of jokes began to become a less than welcome distraction
you felt bad about telling him to be quiet
because you did really appreciate his effort to make the classes more engaging for both of you
but you eventually needed to focus so much that you had to get him to stop
and while he mock-sulked for the rest of that lecture
the arm that he swung over your shoulder as you left and went to get lunch assured you that there were absolutely no hard feelings
but his jokeless silence in lessons lasted a lot longer than you had anticipated
it was only when your teacher was talking you through how different minerals could be used as fertiliser that he cracked
‘fertiliser...? i hardly know her’
ᡣ𐭩 yangyang
yangyang is definitely,,,
hard to miss
whether it’s the whispered conversations that always seem to carry from whichever corner of the lecture theatre he’s sitting in
or the raucous laughter that bursts through the silence of your cohort at random intervals
he never allows his presence to remain unknown for longer than a day after the semester begins
all that being said, you had never actually met the man
until the fateful day when you woke up late and had to find a seat near the back
which you didn’t mind too much, and naturally just proceeded to make your notes as you always did
and you were just skimming the notes you had made while doing the readings to consolidate a concept
when a precisely made paper aeroplane sailed through the air and crashed right into the nape of your neck
the immediate gasp from behind you was easy to recognise given your experience of yangyang’s voice interrupting your lessons
but honestly,,, you hadn’t expected him to be so apologetic
like full on getting out of his seat and going to the end of the row just to shuffle past all the people sitting alongside you
until he eventually reached the seat next to yours where he spent the remaining 20 minutes of the lecture telling you he felt rly bad and he hadn’t expected it to actually hit somebody
and he was being so kind that you didn’t have the heart to tell him that his repeated apologies were far more distracting than the plane itself had been
but you still allowed him to buy you a coffee once the lecture was over
just because you knew he felt bad though,, definitely no other reason 👀
ᡣ𐭩 zhong chenle
already besties fr
like y’all pick the classes that work for the both of you cos it’s always more engaging with the other around
and you can split your workload + be together for projects + all that good stuff
but mayhaps you were a wee bit too loud the last time you had professor yoo
cos the second you get into her class for the new semester she’s politely suggesting that you might prefer to sit with new people this time around
and aside from muttering about her under his breath chenle is pretty compliant
so you guys sit on opposite sides of the class
him slumping into one of the back seats by the window
so he can wistfully stare into the courtyard and think about all the hilarious jokes he’d be telling you if your professor wasn’t so boring smh
but after a week and too many coffee shop rants for you to remember he finally figures out what to do
and the next time you’re in that class
actually getting work done for once but chenle doesn’t need to know that
you keep getting that one notification sound that is only for airdrops
so you check your phone and lo and behold,, it’s a screenshot of a note chenle has clearly just written
which you barely even have the chance to read before a new one pings onto your phone
and before you know it you’re getting a running commentary sent to you
which he admittedly could’ve done way more subtly
considering he’s so pleased with half of his jokes he starts laughing before he’s even sent them
and it’s not like there’s any mistaking which corner of the room the laughter is coming from
ᡣ𐭩 park jisung
okay no bc he’s so sweet
like he’d be the best classmate
always follows your lead in lessons and stuff
like lets you put your head down and work when you’re trying to focus
but also makes you laugh and will lean over to explain stuff if you’re not getting it straight away
not that he finds the classes the easiest himself
but he just wants to make school the littlest bit less painful for you if he can :”)
i feel like his handwriting is rly messy most of the time?
but if you look through his notes you can see which days you were sick and had to miss class
because suddenly his handwriting is perfect and all the information is arranged really neatly and coherently
because he doesn’t want you to stress out about missing content so he always makes his notes super easy to understand so you can go through them and get yourself up to date as soon as you’re feeling better
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NCT 127 X S/O With locs
REQUESTED: NCT127 x S/O with locs
a/n: God, I'm sorry I'm just now getting to this. It's been on my to do list. But I'm finally here with it. But side note, each members s/o comes with a different shade of blue. I don't know the members well this is my first time writing a NCT 127 ot9 request so my reaction may not be as accurate to them.
side note: wasn't really sure how to write this without it being repetitive and boring but I still hope it's somewhat good.
another side note: I don't have locs so what I'm writing is based on YouTube videos I've watched and drawn inspiration from and also Pinterest.
ANOTHER SIDE NOTE, DAMN: I finished this around 6:35 am. The imagine went different ways, nevertheless, I hope the requester enjoys the brief moments between reader and ot9.
NOT PROOF READ MAY BE SOME GRAMMATICAL MISTAKES BUT STILL READABLE.
JOHNNY: you have been doing your retwist for a couple of hours in between sessions you'd watch Netflix, FaceTime johnny when he was on break from dance practice, ordered something to eat because you were too tired to even try to fix something to eat. And by the time Johnny came home you were just about done with your retwist.
“Oh wow.” Johnny said when he see's the color of your locs. “That color looks good on you.”
“You think so?”
“Oh yeah. It compliments you.”
The color you dyed your locs was a pretty Cerulean blue. After your locs were done, you added some cute hair jewelry some locs.
Johnny was checking out his hair in the mirror. “Do you want to dye mine so we can match?”
“Your stylist won't chew you out, will they?”
“If they I don't care. I want to match with my baby.”
MARK: he's seen you do your retwist before and knows how time consuming it can be. Mark would feed you and make sure you have plenty of water and when your arms get tired, he gives little massages. Your locs were bleached and ready for color.
“I have two different blues,” you tell your boyfriend. “Which one is your favorite, Indigo blue or baby blue?”
“Baby blue.”
“I'm feeling baby blue too.”
“Do you need any help?” Mark just wants to make things a little easier for you.
You happily nodded with a smile. Mark knew a little something about locs since you taught him. Plus, he saw this as quality time and another way of bonding with you.
DOYOUNG: “You don't gotta stay with me baby, it's gonna take some hours for her to get me colored, retwisted, and styled.” You tell Doyoung.
This was his first time going with you to a hair appointment. It was his day off and he didn't have anything better to do than drive you to your loctician and wait for you.
“But I want to stay,” he said, slightly pouting.
The salon was filled with other women getting their hair done too. One woman who was getting a wig installed gushed over you and Doyoung.
Your loctician gets you right and now it was deciding on the color. You decided to do the back of your locs sapphire blue and the front locs ocean blue.
Doyoung was on his phone most of the time, but he would check on you making sure you were good. He ran out to get you your favorite food since you would be sitting under the hair dryer for some hours.
“Do you think the colors look good on me?”
“They do. The colors just add to your beauty.”
“Boy, stop.” you laughed.
Doyoung playfully rolled his eyes saying, “I can't help it that my girlfriend's beauty is something magnificent.”
JAEHYUN: When he hears the 90s R&B music playing from the living room, he knows what today is. Retwist day. You spent a good three days preparing for this day. Giving yourself a prep talk because doing your own retwist wasn't for the weak.
“Tell me I got this, baby,” you whined to Jaehyun.
He kissed your forehead. “You got this. Just think about the end results. You know you're going to feeling yourself.”
You laughed saying, “You right. You right.”
Jaehyun kisses your lips this time and tells you bye since he is going to play basketball with the guys at the gym.
From morning until noon, you were still at your hair. You hadn't planned on styling it. Just a color and retwist. But you saw this cute style on Pinterest and decided why the hell not.
“Y/n I'm home.” Jaehyun yelled when he seen you weren't in the living room.
“Bathroom!”
He goes to the bathroom,leaning on the door door frame.
“What do you think?” You asked eagerly.
You had your locs in two space buns. With two locs in the front out with gold hair jewelry. Your locs were powder blue.
“I love it. You look so freaking cute.” Jaehyun reaches out and gently tugged you to him. “But it's a shame it'll only get messed up.”
You give your boyfriend a look. “And what does that mean, jae?”
He smirks pulling you to the bedroom.
“Oh no.” you protest. “Not when I spent hours on this!”
TAEYONG: he helps you on the days you did your retwist. He took a class on locs so he could be able to help you. That's how dedicated he was to helping you. After you bleached your locs. You sat in the chair while Taeyong prepared you for the color. You were dying your locs luxe blue.
“So, do you have a boyfriend?” Taeyong jokes with you.
“Um, actually I do.”
“Can he fight?”
“You tryna fight my man, sir?”
“If it means taking you out on a date. Then yeah beautiful.”
He always joked with you like this while doing your hair. After the color and the wash. You talked about what kind of style you wanted to do. It was just something simple. A half up/half down. It was giving “New Me”
And your boyfriend had to take pictures to post on his IG. He made sure you looked good in the pictures because he knew you hated it when he took the most outlandish pictures of you and posted them. But to him, he thought you looked good in all the photos.
He takes a picture of you with the caption: GUESS WHO ATE?🤪
TAEIL: Like Mark, Taeil likes the quality time he gets to spend with you while you're doing your hair. He's curious though. He asks a lot of questions like “Why do you have crotch hooks sometimes?” or “How come you don't do a retwist all the time?” and you're always more than glad to answer your boyfriend's questions and explain things to him.
“Have you thought about what color you're going to dye your hair?” Taeil asks you.
“I was thinking Sky blue or Cool blue.”
“Sky blue would look lovely.”
“You think so?”
“Yeah! But anything on you looks lovely.”
Your face grew warm at his words. Dang, this man really knew how to make you feel good about yourself.
“Want to help with the color?”
“Sure. Just show me what I need to do.”
These were the little moments that Taeil enjoyed with you. Just standing in the bathroom applying color to your hair while you asked him about how he was feeling. You always made it a point to ask him about his mental because you know how draining his job can be.
YUTA: he was gone most of the day while you were busy with your hair. You would send him pictures letting him know how the progress was going and taking slight breaks when needed. You decided to surprise your boyfriend when he got home. Yuta once had a style where he had white hair with blue streaks and you wanted to recreate that.
You styled your locs in this cute little style with two ponytails and a side bang.
When you hear Yuta come into the apartment, you call for him to come to the bathroom. You were in the middle of doing your baby hairs.
“Oh wow.” he said. “Blue and white? Reminds of a color I had.”
“You were my inspo boy.”
“Really?”
“Yes.” you turned fully to look at Yuta.
He was busy checking out your new style. “This style is cute,” he said. “My hair is sort of long enough. Let's match styles.”
“You for real?”
“I want to look cute too, girl.” Yuta winks at you.
HAECHAN: “Just say you want to be my twin, y/n.” he teases you, poking you in your side while you're trying to apply dye to your locs.
“I really don't haechan.”
“Then why are you dying your hair blue like mine.”
“first off, my blue is a different shade than yours.”
“Still blue, y/n.”
“Electric blue.”
“Okay?” he poked you again. “Like I said, still blue.”
“Why are you annoying me while I'm trying to do my hair?”
“Cause I'm bored and If I don't annoy you I'll die.”
“Go die in the corner.”
“Y/n if I did die you'll be sobbing your pretty little eyes out.”
“Nah. Now go die.”
“No.” he poked you repeatedly until you burst out laughing getting hair dye on you and him. “Are you going to style the locs?”
“I was thinking of doing a simple, classic back ponytail.”
“Mmm.”
“What?”
“Oh, nothing.” he smirks.
“Nah, I hear it in your voice there is something.”
“You're gonna have your locs pulled back. Maybe we can do something.”
“Something like what, Haechan?”
“It has job in it.”
“Oh, boy hell nah.”
JUNGWOO: You were sitting between Jungwoo legs as he helped you style your locs. You wanted a side ponytail and jungwoo was oddly good at doing them, he even could lay your baby hairs too. Your locs were midnight blue. Your boyfriend helped with picking the color since you really couldn't decide between sea foam green or midnight blue. Midnight blue was the winner.
“Okay, all done!” Jungwoo gives you the hand mirror.
“The retwist and style got me feeling fresh.” you turned your side to side in the mirror. “You did your thang. The color is so pretty on me too!”
Jungwoo smiles feeling proud of himself. “Yeah, I did that!” he pulls out his phone. “Here, let me take pictures. I have to show you off to the guys.”
“Don't. They may fall in love with my beauty.” you say all dramatically making your boyfriend laugh.
“How many times can a person fall in love with the same person? Cause honestly I've fallen in love you with you so many times.”
“Oh, really?” you tilt your head back to look at Jungwoo.
He smiles at you, bringing his face down closer to yours. “Really.” jungwoo softly whispered. “I never want to stop falling in love with you, y/n.”
#nct127 x black reader#nct127 imagine#nct 127 x s/o#kpop x black reader#kpop fanfic#fanfic#kpop x ambw#kpop x reader#kpop x black fem reader#nct 127 x you#nct 127 x y/n#nct 127 drabbles#nct 127 fanfic#black reader#nct 127
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Summary: The universe has a funny way of working; maybe you should let it do what it plans. Pairing: ragdoll kitty!Taeyong x fem!reader x dutch rabbit!Doyoung Tropes: hybrid au, high school au, uni au Genre: fluff, angst Rating: PG Warnings: hybrids, mentions of prejudice, language, anxiety, breakups Part 1 Word Count: 6,409 Note: thank you to @kthpurplesyou @raibebe and @daesukiii for beta/ proofreading this!!!
Part 2
Neo Hybridverse Masterlist || Dotae Masterlist
High School: Spring of Freshman Year
You love this little fair your friend dragged you to. It was in the town neighboring yours, but you can’t be bothered by that. You enjoy the rides and snacking on fair foods (mainly funnel cake). Her mom dropped you off here and told you to call her when you were ready to return to your friend’s home. You were doing your best to keep your slightly younger friend distracted. Throughout the entire night, she had been getting dirty looks, and you knew why: being a fox hybrid, she always got glares from people. It didn’t matter that she was genuinely one of the sweetest people you knew. They immediately assumed that she was shifty because of the pointed ears on her head.
“Hey, what about this?” she enthuses, dragging you in another direction.
“Slow down,” you laugh lightly, “we can stay as late as my curfew.”
She’s far too excited about whatever she sees. Suddenly though, she stops dead in her tracks. The abrupt stop makes you nearly knock her to the ground. Her tail gently bats against your shin; she’s focusing on something. You see a boy around your age when you look where she’s looking. He’s some sort of cat hybrid; his ears are a pale grey, and his tail matches the shade, with the underside white.
You nudge her, hoping to regain her attention. You gently run a finger along her silver ear when nudging her doesn’t work, making it twitch reflexively. She pins her ears down to her hair, showing you her annoyance.
“Why are you staring at that boy? You like him?” you tease.
She makes a gagging noise, “No! That’s my cousin!”
“He’s a… cat hybrid?”
She huffs at you, “Our grandma is a kitty, but grandpa is a fox. His mom is a kitty, and my mom is a fox. Did you not pay attention to your biology class?”
“I haven’t gotten to the genetics unit of the course yet…”
She doesn’t respond and instead drags you toward the kitty hybrid. Your younger friend seems to be fixated on getting to him. She holds onto your hand tightly and weaves through the crowd. Once you’re close enough, she starts tiptoeing to sneak up on him. Not that she really needed to be quiet. It was a loud public setting, after all. She looks back at you with a sly grin before taking a deep breath and barking. The kitty boy jumps a mile high due to the shock, adding a hiss in for good measure.
“What the hell?” he whines, “That was completely unnecessary.”
“No, it wasn’t!” she laughs, “I scared you. It was fun!”
“Whatever, what are you doing here anyway? I’m surprised your mom let you come out here. Ya know, with being a baby still.” he teases.
“I am not a baby!” the fox whines
“You’re still in middle school.” he deadpans.
She ushers you to stand beside her, “I’m not alone! I have my friend with me.”
You finally get a good look at the boy in front of you. He’s gorgeous. He’s not extremely tall, though; that can change still, and he has eyes that suck you in and hold you hostage. He has a smile resting on his lips. It’s pretty. You’ve had a few crushes before, but none of them made your heart beat the way it is when you look at him. You can’t say a single word when you make eye contact with him. Your mouth opens and closes several times, but no words come out.
“Oh! This is my cousin, Taeyong.” she explains, “He’s a year older than you.”
“Do you go to the high school here?” You shake your head, “No, I live a town over. She just dragged me here for the fair.”
“Well, if you ever want someone to hang out with that isn’t her, you know me now.” He pats his sides briefly before pulling a pen out of his pocket.
“Can I have your hand for a second?” you give him your hand. He writes a phone number on it—the feeling of the pen tickling against the heel of your palm as he writes. “That’s my number. I can’t guarantee that I’ll be able to answer all the time. My mom is rather… insistent on phone time limits… but I’ll answer whenever I can.”
He offers you a sweet smile, then rubs his hand against his younger cousin’s hair. She makes an odd noise and pushes his hand away. She quickly moves to fix her hair and the fur of her ears. He chuckles at her, smiling like she’s his younger sister rather than a cousin.
“I’ll see you for dinner tomorrow, dummy,” he affectionately teases.
“You won’t,” she calls after him, “She’s staying over tonight.”
“So I’ll just see both of you!” he calls back, not turning around still.
Taeyong disappears into the crowd, his bushy grey tail swishing as he walks, and you’re left with your younger fox friend. She looks at you to gauge your thoughts. You’re not sure where your thoughts are at the moment. You look down at your palm where his number is written. The blue ink seems to jump out.
“You like him, don’t you?”
“What?! I just met him. What are you talking about?”
“You like him,” she sing-songs, “I should have you text my mom to pick me up, and you can stay here and find Taeyong again. He’s probably hanging around that bunny boy he’s friends with.”
“Do not.” you whine, “Let’s just go back to yours��� I wanna charge my phone.”
When you return to your friend’s house, she’s half asleep. She hardly processes what’s happening as she does her nightly routine. You chuckle at her behavior and follow suit, plugging your phone in for good measure. You’re not nearly as exhausted as her, but you don’t know where her sudden exhaustion came from. She flops down on her bed and almost instantly is asleep. Her mom had set up a mattress on the floor beside her bed for you to sleep on.
You lay down on the makeshift bed for a while, not doing anything for a moment. Then your mind starts wandering to what happened earlier in the afternoon. Taeyong seemed to be rather intriguing, not just in physical appearance. Yes, he’s drop-dead gorgeous, but something about his aura also makes you insanely curious about the kitty hybrid. Shifting your weight, you look over at your charging phone. It’s within reach, and you haven’t yet added his number to your phone. Now’s good a time as ever, you suppose. Shimmying your way up the mattress, you reach out for your phone. You’re nearly blinded by the brightness, having adjusted to the room’s darkness. You type the number on your palm into your phone and get a giddy, butterfly feeling when it is saved. Your fox friend was teasing you when she claimed that you like him, but maybe an itty bitty crush is developing. It probably won’t go anywhere, though, he goes to a different school, and you probably won’t see him more than once a month, if that.
You at 10:45pm || Hey! Just letting you know this is y/n :)
Taeyong at 10:46 pm || Hi :D what are you doing awake still?
You at 10:46 pm || Your lovely cousin fell asleep already and I’m just not tired
Taeyong at 10:48pm || So I’m a second choice 😞 || I see how it is 😞
You giggle slightly at his message and quickly quiet yourself when your friend shifts on her bed. You know her hearing is sensitive, but you can never be sure how sensitive it is, especially when sleeping. Sometimes it’s extremely sensitive, and she sleeps like the dead other times. When you’re sure she’s still asleep, you look back at your screen to see another message from Taeyong.
Taeyong at 10:51 pm || I can’t sleep either. Wanna maybe call? We don’t have to if you’re uncomfortable or if my cousin decided to be a light sleeper tonight.
You at 10:52 || I’d really like that actually 😊
It only takes a few more moments before your phone vibrates with an incoming call. You let it ring a few times, feeling how your heartbeat slightly picks up in pace. Finally, you press the accept button and stay quiet. You’re not sure what you’re meant to say.
“I thought you weren’t going to answer for a minute,” you hear Taeyong chuckle.
“I wouldn’t do that,” you respond, “I said I wanted to chat after all.
There’s a short moment of silence. It’s not immensely awkward, but it’s not extremely comfortable. You hear him sigh, and you hum in response. When he doesn’t respond, you speak up louder.
“What’s on your mind?” you question.
“Nothing.”
“Taeyong,” you respond, “we’ve only known each other for a few hours, but I know something’s off.”
He chuckles. “You and Doyoung would get along. He always knows when something’s wrong.”
There’s another short pause between you. Neither of you says a thing, but you hear something akin to a trill. You chuckle lightly as you reposition to be lying on your side.
“What’s Doyoung like? I think I should at least have an idea considering I’m meeting him tomorrow.”
“You hardly know me, and you’re already trying to get to my best friend,” he teases.
“It’s not like-”
“I know, I know,” he replies, “Doyoung… is a pain in my ass,” he laughs, “Seriously though, he’s an amazing friend. I don’t know what I’d do without him. He’s saved me more than a few times.”
“He seems like a good friend to you,” you say, yawning afterward.
“You already getting tired?” Taeyong teases again.
“A little. I still wanna talk, though.”
“We can keep talking. Fall asleep when you want to,” he offers.
You chat for a few more minutes before your eyelids get heavy. You’re not sure when you stopped responding to Taeyong or when you entirely fell asleep, but you felt happy and comfortable. It just seemed right to talk with him as if you’ve known each other forever.
“You bitch!” you wake up to your friend yelling in your ear, “You told me you didn’t have a crush on Taeyong!”
“H-huh?” you grumble, half asleep, “What are you talking about?”
“Explain this!” she enthuses, holding your phone up.
You were still on a call with the older kitty hybrid, clocking in at just over 10 hours. You don’t have anything you can say to your silver fox friend. That’s when you hear a noise similar to a purr mixed with a meow. Your younger friend smirks, and you give her a look to beg her not to do anything.
“Good morning, dearest cousin!” she chirps, “Did you sleep well?”
“What the fuck?” he groans.
You huff before snatching your phone from her hand. She makes a bark-like noise and flops down on her bed.
“Good morning, Taeyong,” you sigh, “Sorry I forgot to hang up last night.”
“No, no,” his voice is still laced with sleep, “I fell asleep not long after you. I should’ve hung up before I fell asleep.”
“O-okay, I’ll see you tonight at dinner, right?”
“Yeah, see you tonight.”
You hang up the call and see your younger friend already giving you a knowing look. You roll your eyes at her and flop back on your makeshift bed. You know she wants an explanation, and you simply don’t have one.
You go about your day without addressing the elephant in the room. You enjoy your time with her as you always do. Then dinner rolls around. You’re expecting Taeyong to treat you just like he does his cousin. When he walks through the door with his parents and another boy, you’re confused at first before you notice the greyish-brown rabbit ears on his head. They stand out against his dark hair, but you find it rather cute. You deduce that the other boy must be Doyoung, the rabbit friend Taeyong mentioned to you last night.
Another surprise follows the initial one of meeting Doyoung. Taeyong walks right up to you and stops meer steps from you.
“Can I give you a hug?” he asks.
“Y-yeah, you can,” you offer a shy smile.
Taeyong wraps his arms around you, and when you wrap your arms around him as well, you can hear a soft purr escape his throat. His tail swishes out of happiness, lightly hitting your calf occasionally. When he pulls away, you see a big, bright smile resting on his lips. You immediately feel a smile taking over your lips as well.
“Since when do you have a girlfriend?” you hear someone call.
“Shut up, Doyoung. It’s not like that.”
“You sure? I can smell you, you know.”
Taeyong fully releases you and drags his younger friend into another room. He likely assumes you’re out of earshot, but you’re not. Instead, you hear Taeyong scold his friend and tell him not to say anything about it. He had recently presented, you found out, and he still can’t fully control it at times.
The dinner is relatively uneventful. Between Taeyong’s mom and your friend’s mom bickering as any sister duo would - which is actually rather amusing to you, you and Taeyong share small glances throughout the meal. In turn, Doyoung gives his friend playfully disgusted looks whenever he does so, and your fox hybrid friend continually nudges you to give you a look that you choose not to decipher for the sake of your friendship. After you finish your dinner, you start to clean up your place. Taeyong isn’t far behind you. He hip-checks you lightly and offers you another shy smile.
“You wanna sit outside for a little bit? It’s really nice out, and the lightning bugs are beautiful at this time of night.” Taeyong asked, a little unsure.
“I’d love that,” you smile softly.
Your friend and Doyoung somehow disappeared into thin air when you turned around to see if they would be joining you. Something tells you they’re just watching some show in the living room with the adults, but you don’t bother trying to find them. You find yourself sitting on the back porch with Taeyong in silence for a few moments. It’s, again, a comfortable silence.
“You feel it too, right?” he asks.
When you look over at him, you can’t help but feel the air get stolen from your lungs. Even now, he looks gorgeous in just a plain hoodie and some jeans. The outdoor lighting strung across the porch beams make him look indescribable. He’s the most stunning and comforting person in the world.
“Feel what?” you ask, sliding closer to him on the couch on the porch.
“I don’t know,” he says, “Something between us just seems right.”
“Right meaning?”
“You wanna try dating?” he asks candidly.
“Trying to make sure I don’t get stolen away by your best friend?” you tease, nudging him before placing your head on his shoulder, “I like the idea of that.”
He laces your fingers together, “You still on spring break tomorrow?”
“Yeah, I am.”
“How about a date then?”
“Who’s gonna drive me to our date?”
“I just started driving, so I can pick you up!”
You sit there for a few moments. It’s all so peaceful; the gentle sound of crickets and cicadas chirping are the only noises you hear. You didn’t think you’d get a boyfriend from the sleepover with your friend, but here you are.
Spring: Junior Year of High School
“Hey, baby! You still coming over today?” you ask over the phone.
“Yeah, I am,” Taeyong muses, “Jae asked me to drive him and his classmate to his house on the way.”
“Oh?” you ask, “Is it that Basenji he swears he hates?”
“Nosy, nosy,” your boyfriend teases.
“What?” you chuckle, “You know that boy is in love with her.”
“I know, I know,” he laughs back, “It is her, though. I can’t wait to see how it plays out.”
You’re lounging around your house waiting for Taeyong and, by proxy, Doyoung to get here. You’ve been texting back and forth with Doyoung. He’s always been your source of drama since you started dating his best friend. He told you how he swears that Jaehyun will start dating this girl by the end of the year, he even tried to make a bet, but you declined the offer.
You hear a knock at your front door, followed by your mother greeting the two guests. When you come downstairs, you already see the kitty and bunny hybrid standing in the entryway with your mom, sharing a few polite words. Upon noticing you, Taeyong drops his bag on the coat closet bench and slips past your mom and Doyoung to wrap you up in a hug and kiss the crown of your head.
“Sweetheart, I’m heading out for that board meeting. I’ll be back later, okay?” your mother hums.
“Okay, Mom, we’ll be okay here.”
“I know you will,” she smiles at you, and is out the door.
You and the two hybrid boys sit on the rug in your room. There’s a perfectly good small couch and a bed you can sit on, but somehow you all silently agree that the area rug was the most comfortable. You and Doyoung work on your homework for a shared class while Taeyong lets out different annoyed sounds across from you.
“You okay, kitty?”
“Yeah, I’m okay,” he sighs.
“You don’t sound okay,” Doyoung points out, putting his pencil down.
“I’m checking my application statuses to universities,” he admits, “There’s only like two that haven’t responded yet, the two I most want to go to. It’s stressful.”
Your heart drops a little bit, hearing what he’s doing. He’s often said he wants to go abroad for his degree. It’s a significant worry in your mind. You scoot toward him, abandoning the history notebook. You place your head against his shoulder, looking at his laptop screen.
“That’s really far away,” you note.
“Which one?” Doyoung asks, looking at his textbook still.
“University of Southern California,” Taeyong responds, “It’s an excellent school for journalism.”
“That- that is really far. So you’re really set on going abroad for university, huh?” Doyoung reiterates with worry in his tone.
Taeyong looks away from his laptop to his friend, then drops his gaze down to you. He can read you both like books. He knows you’re both worried about him. To ease your worries, he leans the top of his laptop down, not entirely shutting it, kisses your head, and gives Doyoung a sympathetic look. Taeyong lets his tail rest against your leg, something he’s been doing that helps comfort you.
“I won’t be gone forever,” he reassures, “It’ll just be four years. If I even get accepted, that is.”
“Four years,” you sigh, “What does that mean for…”
You can’t finish your sentence, a weird heaviness settling in your chest, making it unable to speak anymore. Taeyong wraps an arm around your shoulder, pulling you against him until you can feel his kitty ear pressed against your head. Doyoung just sighs and shifts in his spot. None of you speak. The weight of the unknown future is suddenly on you, and you don’t know how to take it.
“We’ll cross that bridge when we get there. Plus, we don’t know if I’ll get into USC.”
“Yeah, I guess that’s true. I don’t want to be a reason you didn’t go, though.” “You wouldn’t be-” he suddenly stops, his nostrils flaring. “Do you have any roses or rose-scented things in the house?” “No… why?”
“Doyoung…”
“What?” “We need to get you home. Now.”
You’ve never heard Taeyong speak to Doyoung in that tone before. Doyoung just honks at him, and for a moment, it seems that Taeyong is about to back down. But, instead, your boyfriend opens his laptop fully again and saves where he left off before grabbing his things and practically dragging Doyoung out of your room. You’re confused, but both hybrids seem to know what’s happening.
“You can be mad at me all you want, but you can’t be here right now,” Taeyong argues.
“I will not be taking orders from some strawberry-scented omega,” Doyoung bites.
Taeyong nearly gives in again but holds his ground.
“He’s presenting,” your boyfriend explains, “and he’s definitely an alpha. I need to get him back to his house before he triggers my heat.”
“What about-”
“I know, my love, we’ll discuss it later. I seriously need to get him home, though. I love you.”
“I love you too,” you smile softly, “Call me when you get home, okay?” “Okay,” he smiles.
He shoves Doyoung out the door while carrying all of their things. You watch as they drive away. Taeyong probably isn’t obeying the speed limit, but desperate times call for desperate measures.
A pit settles in your stomach; even though you know it’ll all work out in the end, it’s scary. You knew walking into this relationship that Taeyong would graduate, go to uni, and do most milestone things before you. But now, with reality catching up to you, it’s terrifying. You’ve already applied to the universities you want to attend. You and Doyoung did it together since you want to go into the same field of study. But hearing how determined your boyfriend of two years was, saying he wants to go abroad for university, makes you feel uneasy. You have older friends who warned you about the curse of relationships slipping through the cracks when university years roll around. Your relationship with Taeyong was stable even in just two years of dating, but the worry still exists in your mind.
Back in your room, you did your work without Doyoung’s (very needed) help. With nothing more to occupy your mind, you’re just pacing around your home with your mind wandering any place it so chooses. It floats everywhere. From what your younger fox friend has been up to. She got into a prodigious high school for music and has been thriving. Jaehyun has grown a lot in the time that you’ve known him. You first met when Taeyong and Doyoung introduced you to him. It was utterly accidental too. They had to pick Jaehyun up from a practice game because his parents were away, and he forgot to arrange a ride home. When you first met, he was barely taller than you. Now, he is quite a bit taller than you. You didn’t think someone could grow so much physically in a year and a half, but Jaehyun seemed to prove you wrong.
Then from there, your mind wanders off to your best friend. Taeyong told you that you would click well the first night you talked with Doyoung; he had been right about that. When you first got the chance to get to know him properly, you became two peas in a pod. Sometimes, that bond would be at Taeyong’s expense. You two tended to gang up on him. Doyoung quickly became your second shoulder to lean on, just the right amount of support and giving you the harsh truth when needed. Taeyong, of course, is your central support system, and you appreciate him for that. When he can’t be, though, Doyoung is the first person you go to. Sometimes, you think that if you hadn’t started dating Taeyong, you would’ve probably dated Doyoung. You don’t dwell on that thought much since you were utterly in love with Taeyong, and you don’t tell either of the boys either.
That’s when your mind lands on your boyfriend again. You didn’t know you could love someone so much until you met him. It seems naïve coming from a seventeen-year-old, but it makes sense to you. You’ve watched classmates cycle through partners as if it’s nothing. That’s something you couldn’t imagine doing, though. The relationship you have with Taeyong is something indescribable. That’s why the prospects of the future scare you so much. Nothing’s set in stone, though. No matter how strong this bond might be with the potential of being across the world from him. You have hope but also know the reality of the situation. He’ll be studying almost all the time, and there will be a sixteen-hour difference with you ahead of him.
Your mind starts going down the dangerous black hole of ‘what ifs’ about the situation, which ruins your mood. Curling up on the couch, playing with the corner of a throw pillow, you let your mind run. You’ll likely be the only one home for a while. Your mom typically stays at the board meetings for her company pretty late to help extra and clean up. Dad is on another business trip, so he won’t return home.
Suddenly, there’s a knock at your front door. Your eyebrows furrow in confusion, and you look through the peephole in the door to see who it is. It’s Taeyong, a very excited one at that. His tail is flicking back and forth, his already sparkly eyes are sparkling even more, and his fluffy grey ears jut in different directions, constantly listening to everything around him.
You unlock the door and let him in. Before you can even get any words of greeting out, you’re wrapped up in a tight hug. Chuckling lightly, you hug Taeyong back and scratch the base of his kitty ear. He releases a purr and squeezes you impossibly tighter. Then, you process the sound of paper crinkling slightly. Finally, you pull back in his hold slightly.
“What’s that?” you ask with a wide smile.
“I was so excited that I didn’t get to let you know I got home. I opened it and immediately drove over here to tell you! Here, you read it!”
He releases you from the hug and hands you the paper. You unfold the letter, and it’s an official-looking one, and it’s in English. You’re doing well in your English class, but you can only pick out some parts of the letter due to its formality. Despite the struggle, you see the words ‘congratulations’ and ‘accepted’ at the beginning of the letter. Your heart pounds out of your chest when your eyes dart to the upper left corner, and you see the university’s emblem that you saw on the website Taeyong was looking at earlier, and you realize what it is. It’s an acceptance letter from the University of Southern California.
“I did it!” he practically bounces in his place, “I got in!”
“I- I’m so happy for you, kitty,” you smile, still processing it all, “Have you decided to go there, or are you still thinking about Kyunhee University too?”
“I wanted to go to USC the most out of all the places I applied to. I’m pretty set on going there. Why? Is everything okay?”
His eyes soften, and his ears and tail still show how attentive he is to your unsure state. You fold the letter shut like how you have received it. Then, handing it back to him, you nod.
“I’m excited for you. I really am. I’m scared, too, though, honestly. You’ll be so far away, and I’ve heard so many horrible outcomes for long distance from my classmates about breakups during university and-”
“Hey, listen to me,” he requests softly, gently cupping your face, “We still have another two and a half months before I need to move over there. So we’ll talk all the logistics out until then. Deal?”
You nod, “Deal.”
“I love you so much. I always will, even if-” he sighs, “Even if we need to take a break while I’m getting my degree. I’ll always come back to you.”
“I don’t want to do that,” you respond, pulling him into a hug.
He hugs you back and sighs again, “I know, baby. But if that’s healthiest for both of us, we need to think that way. As shitty as that sounds.”
High School: Summer before Senior Year
It’s mid-July when you find yourself in Taeyong’s home, helping him finish packing. You’re not as affectionate with him today, and you know he notices it. Usually, you’re attached to his hip, but today you’re on the opposite side of his room, packing an entirely different box for him. You seal the box with packing tape and pick it up to carry outside. Just as you’re about to leave the room, you feel Taeyong place a hand on your hip. His touch makes you freeze but don’t turn around to look at him. You don’t have to look at him to know he’s giving you a concerned look. He lets out a sigh before speaking.
“I know this is hard on you,” he admits, “It’s hard on me too. Please don’t take this out on me.”
You jerk out of his hold, “I’m not taking anything out on anyone.”
“Sweetheart,” he sighs, “I don’t want to argue with you right before I leave for university.”
“So don’t,” you state bluntly.
Not giving him a chance to argue, you start walking out of his family home and toward his car to put the box in it. Taeyong isn’t far behind you. You place the box in the trunk and turn to see him with his ears droopy and his tail not swishing happily like it typically is. Instead, he’s giving you a concerned look. It’s the same look he gave you when he first told you about his acceptance letter to USC. You know it’s selfish to want to keep him here in Korea with you, but you want that more than anything. It feels like he’s leaving you here while he’s off to have fun in a foreign country. He claims he’ll return after getting his degree, but four years is a long time to be away from your boyfriend, even with visits during his summer breaks. He puts his box down beside the one you carried in the car. Not ready to face him when your emotions are in such turmoil, you look away from him and try to skirt around him to retrieve another box.
“Look at me,” he requests, holding onto your shoulder gently.
“What do you need, Taeyong? We need to finish packing your car. You leave in the morning.”
“You’re mad at me. I know you are,” he admits, “What can I do to fix whatever’s wrong?”
“It’s not worth it, Taeyong. Let me get another box. You won’t be packed at this rate.”
Again you try to walk away, but he stops you again. This time, he grips your arm tighter than he had just held your shoulder. Finally, you hear him sniffle quietly, and that’s when you feel your heart drop. Not many times during your relationship have you seen Taeyong cry due to being upset.
“This isn’t a per- permanent thing. You know that right?” he tries to hold tears back.
“Taeyong,” you sigh, trying not to cry, “How will we survive this? I’ll be going off to uni next year. Between time difference and both of us in uni-”
You meet his eyes again and burst into tears. Taeyong pulls you to his chest and strokes your hair as you sob. Neither of you says anything for a few minutes. You know he’s crying, too, due to the uneven breathing beneath you. He has his cheek pressed against your head now, holding onto you as if he’ll never get to hold you again. Something isn’t right between you; unfortunately, you think you know what will come.
“C-can you look at me?” he requests quietly.
You pull your head away from his chest and look at his glassy, slightly red eyes. His ears are now pressed against his hair. They would’ve blended into his white hair if the fur of his ears didn’t have the grey bits to it. You’re trying so hard not to burst into tears again, seeing how worried he is despite being just as upset as you are.
“I-” you interrupt yourself with a sniffle, “I know what you’re thinking.”
“What am I thinking, my love?” he asks, worry laced through his tone.
“It’ll be better for us in the long run to take a break.”
“Is that what you feel?” he asks.
He lets go of you entirely and takes a step back. Suddenly the tiny space between you feels a mile wide. You wrap your arms around yourself tightly and look down at the ground, trying to compose yourself. Instead, you find yourself picking at the sides of your fingers to somehow calm yourself. It doesn’t work well.
“Taeyong,” you sigh, “you’re thinking it too. If it’s hard just packing, how will we deal with a sixteen-hour time difference?”
“If that-” he looks away, trying to hold his tears, “If that’s what you want. We’ll take a break.”
“Is that it? We’re just going to drop everything here?” you can’t help but let hurt invade your voice.
“We aren’t dropping anything,” he frowns, “We’re just- we’re putting things on pause until I get home.”
You meet his eyes again and give him a tight-lipped smile. You don’t know what you expected. You told him a break was what needed to happen. Maybe you wanted him to fight for your relationship more, to try to hold on a little tighter. That wasn’t happening, though. You nod at him. An awkward tension fills the space between you.
“I- I guess I’ll be off then,” you sigh.
“Y/n,” he reaches out and squeezes your hand, “I’m not leaving you behind. I’m gonna come back for you, okay?”
“Okay, I’ll- I’ll just let you finish packing up. Keep in touch, okay?”
He nods, and with that, you walk to your car and start on your way home. Only now, you’re a single woman. You think for a while as you drive. Your mind wanders all over the place, and before you realize it, you’re not even going to your home anymore. You had subconsciously started making your way to Doyoung’s home. After weighing your options, you decided to just stay on this route and visit your best friend. There’s no point in bothering him with a call. More likely than not, he’s prepping for your last year of high school.
You pull up to his house and see his older brother about to get in his car. You know Gongmyun enough, but you need more of a relationship to stop and talk, so you opt just to wave at him and continue on your way to the door. His mom is already opening the door before you can climb the porch steps. The brightly smiling bunny hybrid pulls you into a warm hug. It’s nothing new for her to hug you, but she’s never embraced you so tightly.
“I know you needed that,” she comments when she pulls out of the hug, “You don’t need to tell me what’s wrong. I’m sure Doyoung is about to get an earful of that,” she smiles at you.
“Thanks,” you sigh, fighting against the tears welling up again. “I’ll probably stick around for dinner, too, if that’s okay. My parents are working night shifts again, and being home doesn’t feel-”
She smiles softly and squeezes your shoulder, “Enough of that. You’re always welcome here. Now, go rant, scream, cry, whatever you need. He’s up in his room.”
She jerks her head towards the stairs and gives you one last comforting smile. You pass by the wall of family pictures they have on the stairwell. Seeing how much love and comfort resides in these walls is always heartwarming. The only other place you feel more comfortable is Taeyong’s home. Well, it was, at least.
As suspected, Doyoung is hunched over his desk, looking at an essay he needs to write for the advanced literature class he opted to take. His ear twitches towards you, and he looks at your dejected facial expression. Then, without a word, he stands up and wraps his arms around you in a hug. You practically melt into his hold. You didn’t even realize you needed a hug from him until it was already happening. Sobs start to fall from your lips as tears soak his shirt. Still, he hasn’t said a word. Standing there, he lets you cry on him as long as you need. You’re unsure how much time passes, but you eventually feel your sobs slow until they simmer to a sniffle. When you pull back, you notice a rather large wet spot on his shirt from where you had been crying on him.
You wipe your eyes, “Sorry about that.” Your voice comes out rather meek.
He shakes his head at you, “I’ll just change it. What happened that you came crying to me instead of Yongie?”
“Oh… um…”
“Do I need to go beat his ass?” Doyoung asks with a sharper tone.
You shake your head and sit on his bed while he goes to his closet to find another shirt. You’re accustomed to him and Taeyong shamelessly changing their clothes (the upper half) in front of you. Nothing could make you uncomfortable at this point in your friendship. Doyoung’s large beige ears are upright. His head turned so he could listen to whatever you needed to tell him. When you remain quiet, he turns to you with a clean shirt on and gives you a puzzled yet concerned look. Then, he sits beside you and fixates his eyes on you.
“Y/n, tell me what’s going on,” he says softly, “Something’s off right now.”
“We broke up,” you respond in a shaky voice.
“When? If you don’t mind me asking.”
“You would’ve heard it from one of us eventually,” you sigh, “Just now, I drove straight here after it all.”
He doesn’t press any further. He hugs you again. You end up sitting on his bed, semi-cuddling while talking about anything that comes to your mind. You know he’s distracting you from everything, but you don’t plan to stop him soon, either. Even after a delicious dinner, his mom makes for the family (plus you), you end up staying longer and hanging out with him. It’s nice to know that even though breaking up with his best friend earlier in the day, you still have Doyoung to rely on through it all.
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TREASURE ot13 ~ Dream
warning: literally nothing except for a bunch of yelling and crying lolll. also, of course i realize that mashi and damie aren’t in the group anymore (and i respect that of course (i do miss them in TREASURE tho)) but anytime i make a TREASURE ot13 imagine, i am going to include them just because it feels weird for me to exclude them still. please don’t bash me for that as i love all of them. 😭 other than that, i hope you enjoy. :)
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Jihoon: “One more time before we go home?” He asks as we all finish up our break.
Doyoung: “Yeah. Let’s just do the chorus to finish it off though.” He says and we all nod getting into our formation for the second chorus.
Junghwan: “Here we gooo. Make it make it drop. Yeah my heart is like King. Kong. Nae shimjangi peong. Peong.” He sings as we do the choreography for King Kong.
Junkyu: “Lose controool. Never ever stop. Do it here we go. Bass. Drum. We go hard hard hard hard.” He sings as we finish practicing for the day.
Hyunsuk: “Wahhh. This comeback is going to be littt!” He says smiling as he walks over to the couch to get his water bottle.
Y/n: “For sure.” I say doing the same.
Jaehyuk: “Let’s go home!” He says happily making us all chuckle. Then, we hear Junghwan and Jeongwoo sing in unison.
Jeongwoo + Junghwan: “Let’s go hooome!” They sing in the same tone as the King Kong chorus as we all walk out the door to go to the dorm.
A while later ~ In the dorm:
Y/n: “Wahh. That was fun but now I’m just tired.” I say stretching out my arms as I sit on the couch to find a movie to watch.
Junkyu: “Tell me about it.” I hear him say walking up next to me. “I needed to eat something before I passed out.” He says throwing me a bag of chips making me smile.
Y/n: “Wahhh! You know me so well Kyu oppa!” I say smiling to him making him smile back as he sits next to me, both of us already in our pajamas. I then find a movie and put it on as me and Junkyu both snack on our bags of chips watching it. After a while, we suddenly hear a voice.
Jihoon: “What ch’all watching?” He asks looking at us two on the couch.
Junkyu: “Just a random movie.” He says shrugging. “Want some chips?” He asks holding out his bag.
Jihoon: “Nah. I’m good. I’m bouta shower.” He says glancing at the movie for a moment. He then walks away to go take his shower.
Y/n: “See ya later!” I yell out slightly chuckling, Junkyu joining in. After about 10 minutes, we see Doyoung and Hyunsuk walk in.
Doyoung: “Watching a movie huh?” He asks sitting next to me.
Hyunsuk: “What’s on?” He asks stealing a chip from my bag.
Junkyu: “Something random. It’s pretty chill.” He says shrugging a little still watching the movie.
Jaehyuk: “Here’s some popcorn!” He says coming in the living room with a couple bowls of popcorn. As the movie continues playing, the rest of the members start coming in.
A while later:
Y/n: As the movie ends, all of us start making our way to our bedrooms. As I finish my night routine, I walk in our bedroom and see Junkyu laying in his bed looking at his phone. He then speaks as he sees me come in.
Junkyu: “Haruto in the bathroom?” He asks making me nod.
Y/n: “Yeah.” I say tiredly sitting on my bed for a moment. Junkyu just hums returning his attention to his phone as I lay down. “Goodnight Junkyu.” I say tiredly.
Junkyu: “Goodnight Y/n-ah.” He says as I slowly make my way into my slumber.
A while later:
Y/n: As I open my eyes for the next day, I look over and see the boys already out of their bed. I sit up on my bed and stretch out my arms before getting up to go to the bathroom. After, I make my way downstairs as I see all of the boys in the living room watching a movie. “Ooh! What ch’all watching?” I ask excitedly as a look at the movie they’re watching.
Yoshi: “Just a random movie.” He says coldly, his eyes never leaving the tv. I just look at the back of his head slightly confused before I speak again.
Y/n: “Oh. Okay. Well, are we gonna eat breakfast together?”
Asahi: “We already ate.” He says coldly as well.
Y/n: “Oh.” I say in disappointment before making my way to the kitchen to grab breakfast. As I walk into the kitchen, I notice that they didn’t even make food for me. “What the?” I quietly ask myself confused as I grab a bowl and some cereal, pouring it into the bowl. “They didn’t make me breakfast and they didn’t eat with me like they always do? Did I do something wrong?” I ask myself as I get the milk out. “But we were just laughing together last night. What happened?” As I sit down to eat my cereal, I think about the boys’ cold behavior, trying to figure it out.
A few hours later ~ At practice:
Junkyu: “Lose controool. Never ever stop. Do it here we go. Bass. Drum. We go hard hard hard hard.” He sings as we do our choreography again.
Asahi: “I’m holding.”
Y/n: “I’m waiting.”
Asahi: “I’m running.”
Y/n: “I’m fading.”
Jihoon: “Neol kkeutkkaji pogi mothae
hansungan ilbun ilchokkaji.”
Jeongwoo: “I found you come to me neol pume ango olla uri dulman inneun goseurooo.” He sings right before we do our dance break. As we do the dance break, my mind goes back to this morning. Because my mind is clouded with those thoughts, I don’t even notice myself messing up and the boys’ annoyed looks as they see it in the mirror. My mind is so clouded, I don’t even realize what part we’re on.
TREASURE: “Get up get up move it. Get up get up rock your body. Get up get up move it.” They all sing, me joining in once I realize. “Put’em up. Put’em up. Put’em up.” We all sing in unison.
Hyunsuk: “Like King Kong.” He says as we do our ending pose. We stay like that for a moment before we all catch our breaths. I don’t really pay any mind to the boys before I hear a little groaning.
Jeongwoo: “Yah! Y/n! What’s wrong with you?!” He asks angry as he looks at me, catching me off guard.
Y/n: “What do you mean?” I ask him still catching my breath a little.
Haruto: “How could you mess up like that?!” He asks angry as well.
Y/n: “I-I…” I say trailing off thinking about what to say. “I didn’t even know I-I did…” I say my eyes looking at the floor.
Jihoon: “You’re not even paying attention! You keep spacing out!” He says angry as well making some tears fall.
Y/n: “M-mianhe…” I say a little caught off guard. The boys never yell at me like this… What has gotten into them…?
Mashiho: “Let’s keep practicing.” He says glaring at me a little. “With mistakes like those we’ll never succeed in this comeback.” He says making everyone nod as we all get into position again. As we keep practicing, the more I think about the boys words, the more I find myself messing up. After a while longer of practicing, we do our ending pose again, and I hear more groaning.
Jihoon: “Y/n what’s wrong with you?! You keep messing up!” He asks angrily as my tears spill again. That’s when it finally breaks me.
Y/n: “What’s wrong with me?! What’s wrong with all of you?!” I ask making all of the boys look at me. “None of you have been yourselves today and you’re asking what’s wrong with me?!” I ask yelling as my tears spill over.
Junkyu: “Us?” He asks scoffing a little.
Y/n: “Yes! You! What happened to the TREASURE members that I knew before?! The ones who never yelled at me when I messed up?! The ones who never leave me out?! The ones who are there for me when I’m down?!” I ask angrily as my tears fall.
Yedam: “What are you talking about?” He asks scoffing too.
Y/n: “What do you mean? You know what I’m talking about! What happened to the times we would watch movies and laugh together? Or our fun times filming TREASURE Map? What happened to all of that?” I ask and they’re all silent looking at each other. “You’re not even trying to be nice anymore! You’re snapping at me, ignoring me, and making me feel like a burden!” I yell before my voice goes slightly quieter. “Y’all are acting exactly the way my friends used to… The way y’all promised to never act around me…” I say making everyone look at each other.
Jaehyuk: “Seriously. What are you talking about?” He asks still cold and confused.
Hyunsuk: “Really. When are you gonna finally understand that we do not like you?” He asks coldly scoffing a little. Those words immediately break my heart. I think the boys also realize by my expression.
Jihoon: “Seriously? You’re just now figuring it out? After four years you’re realizing we cannot stand you?” He asks scoffing as well as he glares at me. As he said that, my heart broke more.
Y/n: “S-so you guys just want me to leave…? That’s what you guys want…?”
Yedam: “Finally something you actually understand.” He says scoffing a little as my heart breaks more and more.
Y/n: “But… I-I t-thought we were f-friends… I thought we were f-family…” I say, my heart crying in disbelief.
Junghwan: “Friends?” He asks with a bitter laugh. “You really think we’d want to be friends with you?” He asks with another bitter chuckle.
Jeongwoo: “Why would we ever want to be friends with you?” He asks with a bitter chuckle as well. “You’re just a burden.” He says my heart breaking even more. I just nod slowly as I look down before turning around to walk to the door, feeling the boys eyes following my every move. As I shut the door behind me, I feel myself hit the ground, everything going black.
A while later:
Y/n: As I open my eyes, I hear the sound of whispering around me and I open my eyes to see Jihoon, Hyunsuk, and Junkyu oppa standing around my bed, each of them with concerned looks on their faces.
Junkyu: “Are you okay?” He asks softly holding one of my hands. “You were crying in your sleep.” He says softly rubbing his thumb over my hand.
Jihoon: “We heard you crying and wanted to make sure you were alright.” He says sitting next to me and softly putting his hand on my shoulder.
Y/n: “I-It’s just…” I say trying to find the right words. The boys seeing my face makes Jihoon speak again.
Jihoon: “It was just a bad dream Y/n. It’s okay.” He says softly rubbing my shoulder comforting me.
Y/n: “You all… said I was a b-burden… And that you all didn’t think of us as f-friends…”
Junkyu: “Y/n-“
Y/n: “We were practicing for our comeback again and I kept messing up and you all kept snapping at me… a-and you all left me out of breakfast too…”
Jihoon: “Y/n-“
Y/n: “None of you liked me during the four years we’ve been together a-and-“
Hyunsuk: “Y/n!” He says cutting me off. “It’s okay.” He says slightly chuckling. “It’s was just a bad dream. You know we’d never say this stuff to you.” He says trying to reassure me.
Y/n: “I-I know but… my old friends said the same thing too… but they still left me…”
Hyunsuk: “Y/n, we’re not your old friends. We’re TREASURE. We’re a family. Nothing could ever make us turn our backs on you. We support each other through thick and thin.”
Jihoon: “We care about you so much Y/n. You’re an important part of our group whether it be onstage or offstage.” He says moving to hold my hand. “You’re part of our team Y/n. Don’t let your dream shake your trust in us. We love you and you know that.” He says making me sob a little as I know it’s true, the fear of the dream just taking over. As he sees me sob, he pulls me into a warm hug, his hand rubbing over my back. As he hugs me, I hear the other two speak.
Hyunsuk: “We’ll always be here for you, Y/n.” He says softly.
Junkyu: “We’re not going anywhere.” He says right before Jihoon breaks the hug.
Jihoon: “Want to go wash your face and meet the rest of the boys downstairs?” He asks as he wipes some of my tears with his thumbs. I just nod as he pulls me into one more quick hug. Then, I hear Junkyu.
Junkyu: “You know, I think that movie kind of got to you a little last night.” He says making all of us chuckle a little.
A few hours later ~ At practice:
Hyunsuk: “Here we gooo. Make it make it drop. Yeah my heart is like King. Kong. Nae shimjangi peong. Peong.” He sings as we go through King Kong again.
Doyoung: “Lose controool. Never ever stop. Do it here we go. Bass. Drum. We go hard hard hard hard.”
Yoshi: “Bass drum KING KONG neukkineun jindong nega weonhandaero olla kkokjitjeom uh hamkke duri gaja jukji ana
guji bareonhaji mareo I don’t wanna wanna wanna wanna wait!” He raps as we continue practicing.
Hyunsuk: “busugo ttwieoneomgo jekkigo
piryo eopseo neoman isseum mansa da Okay But nae Babyege chaegimeul mulji ma jweramyeon danji nae mameul”
Hyunsuk + Haruto: “Ttwigeham!”
Haruto: “Nado shikgeopham dol gatteon nae mamdo jinju manyang binnadeora
shimjangeun shwil sae eopshi Buh-ruh bum bum bum.” He says doing his rap. We all continue practicing, going through the song, when we finally get to the second chorus.
Junghwan: “Here we gooo. Make it make it drop. Yeah my heart is like King. Kong. Nae shimjangi peong. Peong.” He sings as I accidentally make a mistake. I look at the other boys to see if they noticed, and they did, but I just see them chuckle a little.
Junkyu: “Lose controool. Never ever stop. Do it here we go. Bass. Drum. We go hard hard hard hard.”
Asahi: “I’m holding.”
Y/n: “I’m waiting.”
Asahi: “I’m running.”
Y/n: “I’m fading.”
Jihoon: “Neol kkeutkkaji pogi mothae
hansungan ilbun ilchokkaji.”
Jeongwoo: “I found you come to me neol pume ango olla uri dulman inneun goseurooo.” He sings as we make it to the dance break. As we do the dance break, I feel myself mess up a little again and I glance at the boys again, some didn’t notice, but some I could see chuckling again. Then we make it to the freestyle part.
TREASURE: “Get up. get up. move it. Get up. get up. rock your body. Get up. get up. move it!” We all sing in unison.
Hyunsuk: “Put’em up. Put’em up. Hey. Hit me one more time.”
TREASURE: “Get up. get up. move it. Get up. get up. rock your body. Get up. get up. move it!”
Hyunsuk: “Put’em up. Put’em up. Put’em up. Like King Kong.” He says as we do our ending poses. As we all catch our breaths, I glance at the boys in the mirror and see them all having encouraging smiles.
A few hours later ~ In your room:
Y/n: As I look at the picture of all of us on my phone, I think about my dream. I start smiling as I realize how much they do actually love me. Then, I hear a knock on the door. “Come in!” I call and the door opens and I see Haruto.
Haruto: “We’re about to watch a movie. Wanna come with?” He asks making me smile.
Y/n: “Obviously.” I say making him smile back as we both make our way to the living room. As we make it there, I see all of the boys smiling faces, and I swear their smiles get bigger as I walk in the room.
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Wants to talk 2 things.. Firstly, since you mentioned koms,, yes jae does that all the time...he makes connection with anything that dy does in the past or present may b will in the future...let's take the songs he sing beautiful day song which dy sang at koms...eventhough it was fans suggestions but jae wanted to sing that song which dy sang at koms(dont knw the name) nd sang together at musicore karoake with djj..nd also one of the cover that dy did he also sang it on his vlog(dont remember correctly but he did) ..like that list goes on....dont knw why...nd I am sorry for using this word..he is obsessed..very deeply nd hardly obsess with dy that he want to connect anything or everything with dy nd himself...it is really a lovely mystery how come his love didnt change a bit,rather increased only for dy....what does this man sees in dy tho...I dont knw..
Secondly,, it is my theory that everyone would get tired of everything at a point..its human nature that we cant really do something for a very long period..even if u loves to do that all the time it will makes u bored...be it caring, loving, dancing teasing etc...but jae he will not let go of a chance to tease his dy to get attention from him..y is that..when they seeing each other regularly..I mean I am pretty sure that they are living together..and if not atleast during promotion times they surely are together on regular basis...not only them the group as a whole...so jaedo sees eo on regularly..then y the need of getting attention or not letting pass of a chance to tease,, any how they will go home together..but no...that's not going to happen...he crave for his bae attention along as possible at anytime at anywhere...just I think they only knw to love eo...I dont knw what to write anymore....I just love them..
It is not true that people get bored with time of everything. You can overeat and still start to want to eat again after half a day. Mark sings for 2 units, he still goes to karaoke. Hyuk learns choreos for 2 units, he still learns dances of all other gg and bg groups. An old street-food cart owner will still be cooking in her 80s because cooking and hardwork is a part of her.
Read "The war of Art" by Steven Pressfield. The author damaged his first marriage, spent 2 years locked in a cabin writing a novel he never published, and achieved his first success as a writer only at 40. Writing was his passion and calling, he couldn't abandon his dream despite any obstacle.
There are couples of friends and life partners who spend everyday with each other and go everywhere together. I know such people. It is amazing how they can create a small world for two, but it is really to the degree of only one of them answering the phone and never meeting with you without the other despite you being a friend to both equally.
Jaehyun surprises me with his obsession as well. People like him are rare, it doesn't mean they don't exist.
There is a reason the halves of a tight couple start to say "we". And why there is this lore and myths about two halves of a whole. Our brain can extend its impression/image of the body outside of the confines of the physical body. A car or a sword literally become extension of the body of a master. Likewise, a partner becomes a part of you. You start to need him physically and not in a sexual sense.
DoJae work together, but they don't spend every minute together. Therefore it requires a lot for them to get tired of each other. On the contrary, because of the hiding and separate schedules, there is a lack of the time for two. And not just any time, time when they are both awake and energetic, emotionally open and ready to play. A working day is long, and Jaehyun needs regular bonding moments with his bae. He needs social grooming.
Ideally, the family is the safe fortress, a place to find shelter, love and relax in comfort. Granted, few couples or marriages are like that, this is why we find the "correct ones" so unbelieveable.
Doyoung is a source of Jaehyun's happiness. He provides love, support, advice, comfort, familiarity, opportunity to play, etc. Therefore an interaction with him lifts the spirits and helps to get rid of boredome or tiredness.
There are also people who need to be in love to experience the strong feelings of infatuation, the thrill or the butterflies in the stomack. Jaehyun is a romantic. Not just Doyoung, things associated with him bring him joy.
Heck, why go far. Look at the stans of idols. They are obsessed with a parasocial relationship, they don't get much in return from their crush, and they still can't live a day without a new picture of their bias; they can't pass an anti-comment without retaliation, they travel half the globe to attend a concert, spend their last money on paper and plastic trinkets; they archive twits, IG posts, notice when their bias changes earrings, trend new hair colour; they literally get sick just thinking that some event or rumour can hurt their idol. Look at Ling, she's been a Doyoung's fan since Rookies, she works a lot, and is still commited to sort through all the news and translate eveything asap. If anything, it gets worser looking at the new kind of thirsty twits she writes, lol.
Now, look at Do's dedicated fanbase, and now think how Jaehyun actually has the man near him in real life. Gets showered with unending attention and love, and the booty is also his.
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hi hi hi today's reminder is a list of nct members i expect/want to see releasing solo albums (excluding taeyong bc he already has one out, dojaejung bc I have a strong feeling sm wants to push the unit as opposed to the solos, and markhyuck bc i will pay big money for them to take a nap):
1. ten: call me delusional but it is definitely happening by the end of 2024. he can sing, he can rap, he can dance, he speaks 618292 languages, he has the visuals, he has the brand recognition plus he's heavily associated with taem (hit the stage and superm) and i just Know they're gonna push him as the next taemin
2. taeil: at least a mini album before he has to enl*st or i will fucking riot
3. yuta: much like ten - can rap, can sing, can dance, beautiful specimen of a human man, super funny, plus he is one of the most popular members worldwide. it would make Big numbers, but it seems unlikely because he'd eat up nct japan. I'd still love to see it tho, i adore his voice
4. winwin: i just know even in a full solo album he'll end up with a collective 2 minutes of lines and I'm very curious how that would work
5. chenle: my baby. dream has a solid vocal line, so i wouldn't call it a hard carry , but he definitely is the backbone (watch their killing voice, he is the soul of their live singing) of their vocals. the harmonies, the ad libs, and he absolutely kills his own parts, and he's super versatile. this is one of the more unlikely ones on this list but I'd be very interested in listening to that
7. renjun: brilliant singer, i love his voice, he has such a pretty tone that deserves to shine more. also it would top the charts because each and every nct member would buy five of each version just to collect all the photocards. they could ask sm but they wanna do it right. want a fansign call? good luck, you're going up against 20 grown men who would kill for him no questions asked
8. xiaojun: he has never not been the star of a song he's on. take off, moonwalk, make a wish. he's the resonance era golden boy, just a well of potential. the boy is a Star
9. yangyang: universe era golden boy. he's quickly reached Mark/taeyong/Doyoung levels of fitting every single song, and has the unique advantage of sm knowing this and actually putting him on songs. again - sings, dances, raps, models, very funny boy. he has the Range
10. Kun: who's surprised here? honestly his voice is so severely underutilised, it hurts my heart, he has the absolute prettiest singing voice. give him the reins like taeyong and he'll produce an absolute masterpiece
bonus duos bc i thought of some while i was writing those:
1. any/all pairs out of xiaojun, renjun and yangyang: renyang bc besties and their voices would compliment each other, junjun because their unbreakable love cover is the third most watched youtube video in my history, xiaoyang bc again would compliment each other super well and it'd be a fun mixup in the wayv Duos
2. renjun and winwin: i just need to see the rest of them spontaneously combust
3. taeil and chenle: your honour in my heart they are Besties
4. Kun and Chenle: obviously
5. Johnny and Hendery: they would vibe. i know they barely know each other right now but i just believe they would Vibe. also you specifically would love it, and the world should revolve around your wants and needs
Hiiii! Ten definitely has a solo album around the corner. Like he's definitely been preparing for it like if not by year's end for sure in the beginning of next year. Like its just inevitable. I'd even just accept an ep from Taeil. Something cause once Sehun enlists it's only a matter of time for Taeil. Plus Taeil is injured so just one solo song will do. Till he returns.
I hope yuta does a rock album, like its just so him and needs to happen. If Yuta brings back screaming from kpops distant short visual kei past. Like a full rock album from Yuta would be everything. I also have songs I'd like for him to cover. Hatefuck - Motionless in white, Closer - Nine inch nails, Sinematic - Motionless in white, throne - bring me the horizon, I have a playlist I'll just send it to him.
Sweet baby Renjun, definitely needs a solo album soon, his voice is so pretty and needs to be highlighted. Chenle too!! Oooh and a Renjun and Chenle duet would be wonderful. Xiaojun, just put him in the studio and let him go it's what the world needs. I would love to see a Yangyang solo, I loved lowlow so much I need more Yangyang. I would like for him to also cover peach by yixing, it would just fit him. It's what Yixing would want. Of course Kun needs to have an album, it would be a beautiful album of ballads with just one unhinged song that no one expected.
Speaking of Yixing, I need Winwin to really go for it. I want multiple solo albums from Winwin and for his career to really prosper in China, make sm beg him to comeback but he's just too famous and busy. I used to be worried but I need Winwin to get only the best and succeed. But I really feel like SM is purposely holding him back cause they know the power he'd have.
Speaking of hear me out Renjun, Yangyang and Winwin, there's some untapped power there and I kinda need that. We have more than enough proof how good Kun, Taeil and Chenle are together, it's just destined. Yessss Hendery and Johnny would be best friends if they aren't already. And you are too kind but if I had one wish granted by sm it would be Hendery and Johnny duet that's it. Also Johnny, Jungwoo, Jaemin and Hendery there's something here. Not just cause they're all my biases. They're all the same level of weird and a little out of their minds. I don't even want a song. Just put them in a room alone with a camera I want to see what happens.
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Alright first thoughts for Golden Age! I am a firm believer that music needs time, but I want my initial thoughts.
Baggy Jeans - Damn, listening to the song by itself without the performance or music video really calls into focus the absolutely beautiful vocal work happening. So beautiful. These five sound lovely together - and so much of it is Ten’s additional presence. He just has such a bright, twangy voice that cuts straight through any time he’s in the mix. The same thing happened in SuperM’s Super One. His “baggy jeeeeeans!” is so cute lol.
Call D - Wow, some really weird instrumentation in this. Like what, a melodica? Some other weird horn/keys situation happening. I like it. Ten and Taeyong sound beautiful. I love Ten’s “Call me, I’m waiting for you.” It’s very 90s boy band haha. The pre-chorus is really beautiful.
PADO - Yeahhhhh, this song is EXCELLENT coming after Call D. They do complementary wind things. I like that the choruses have a different vocalist highlighted - first Junjun then Haechan. The jazzy vibe is awesome.
Interlude: Oasis - Chenle sounds lovely. I tend to prefer these transitional songs/intros/outros/interludes that have like… none of the neos on them lol. My username is literally Intro: Neo Got My Back haha. But I do like this one - EXCEPT, just like in the live performance, the ultra high pitched chimey/triangley synth is really, really grating. Gives me a headache.
The BAT - ahh, this is cool. I already like this song, but I think it’s placed well in the album. Yuta sounds lovely. Taeil sounds lovely, of course, but he’s not as present in this song as I thought he would be. His adlibs are wild, but if I’m not mistaken, Yuta is doing most of the vocal section in this song.
Alley Oop - this uses the kind of marching band brass section that’s kinda popular these days (industry baby-esque). It’s a song using a sports metaphor so that makes sense lol. It’s subtle though, so that’s nice. Yangyang and Taeyongie sound good together. OH MY GOD YUTA IN THE BRIDGE 🥺❤️
That’s Not Fair - Alright, first of the two new songs. Wow. Creepy! Ten??? Ten and Mark are doing well with this vibe. I love it. It’s quite theatrical - same as Baggy Jeans to some extent and Call D. This is a very consistent album - it has a lot of running themes. Sorry, I’m being annoying but Ten again cuts through so clearly. He sounds great. They all are building out the sound well, it’s cool.
Kangaroo - Yayyyyy loved this song live haha. Aw Taeil! I didn’t realize he was on this song. I think Kun covered his lines live. So I guess this song isn’t Kun and the kids haha. WEEOOWEEOO! Adorable. It’s as cute as it was, and Taeil sounds great. I kinda wish it had more Kun, though. He just fit the vibe soooo well. I can’t imagine Taeil doing this choreo lol I hope we see it someday ❤️ very cute. Such a hard shift from That’s Not Fair lmao.
Not Your Fault - (deep inhale) Here we go. Okay, I’m cheating and listening twice three times lol. I think it’s interesting that each vocalist is basically getting pretty big chunks one after another. The chorus being primarily one vocalist is interesting too. Very not-SM, but the vocalizing happening underneath is still there and it’s nice. It’s quite stripped down. Really highlights their vocals. Doyoung > Xiaojun is so beautiful. These two sound so great together. Ten and Xiaojun do kind of a weird stylized thing with one of their lines each - it caught me off-guard, but I liked it. The first time I listened, I wasn’t sure about the bridge, but I do like it. Is that Kun whose voice is sitting up a bit higher??? Yeah, I don’t see anyone else who it could be. Cool - haven’t really heard him sound like that before. Doyoung really anchors this song down.
Golden Age - Haha, this song feels weird right after such a stripped down ballad. But it’s a great closer. This is so specific, but I freaking love how they sing “jigeum uri”. Haha. You know, I think one of the incredible things about this song is that if you didn’t know NCT, I don’t think you would be able to catch that it’s 20 different people singing this song. Love the drum fill during Taeil’s section. I don’t think people gave enough credit to this song for giving Taeil the ending line - it’s what leaves the biggest impression on you.
All in all, really loved it! No song was even remotely sub-par this time. Pretty cool.
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reboot review 🔴
okay so i am fucking FINALLY listening to the cb and WHY IS BONA BONA SO FUCKING GOOD IM GONNA LOSE IT THE CHORUS ??? RHE INTRO ????? THE VOCLAS ??? THE WHOLE VIBE OF THE SONG ????? NOISE MUSIC DONE SO WELL OHMYFUCKING GOD I LOVE THIS AND ALSO THE GUITARS TOWARDA RHE END 2000/10 ARE U KIDDING MEEEEEEEEEEE. i want your love - ohmyfucking god a motherfucking BOP jeongwoo's vocals im losing it JIHOON oh god the chorus is so ass shakingly good hyunsuk im gonna fold in half. junkyu's vocals are so tasty in here also ASAHI SIR ??? 30/10. this song makes me wanna jump from my bed and shake ASSSSS the bridge THE FUCKING BRIDGEEEEE !!!!!! Run - the intro reminds me of disconnected by 5sos for some reason but omg such a good feel song it has very much treasure vibes. Junkyu eats every song he sings doesnt he and so does jeongwoo his vocals are so good AH this song also has seventeen vibes and its amazing JIHOONS VOICE IN THE CHORUS AND RHEN HYUNSUK BRINGING OUT THE YG VIBES THE RAP VERSE IS SO DELICIOUS omg asahi baby :,) im gonna tear up this is so serotonin my babies i:(((((( LALALALALALA OHMYGOD FUCKING IT UP !!! JIHOONS HIGHNOTE !!!!!!!!! HA HA HO CANT CONTROL ??????? THE ENDING ????????? MATCHES THE AMOUNT OF SEROTONIN AND WILL TO LIVE I FELT WHEN I FIRST HEARD THE CHORUS OF HELLO. THIS SONG IS MY MFING LIFELINE. yall already know how i feel abt move so we are. moving on. goat is playimg now omg rap unit im gonna lose my shit hyunsuk your dick is so big OKAY HARUTO I HEAR U. I AM LISTENING. I AM SEATED. KING YOSHI YOUR FLOW !!!!!!! the yg vibes are very strong in this one. hyunsuk was born to do this. all his parts ate left no crumbs absolutely devoured. stupid - ohmygod we are pulling out an acoustic guitar you already know im hooked. jaehyuk your voice i >:( asahi >:(( im so proud of my boys. jihoons voice is so sweet in this song i love him so much he is the loml. the chorus !!!! THE CHORUS !!! idk what theyre singing abt but the melody is so sweet and cute HYUNSUKS PART i love the instrumental of this song so much. DOYOUNG DOYOUNG DOYOUN DOYOIN DOYOUNH YOUR VOICE I AM???????????????????????? GIVE MY OY MORE PARTS I AM BEGGING YALL. oh jihoon i love u so much. the wheee at the end :((((( my boys :((( the ending is so yg core enthusiasm i love it. the way to - omg a ballad. yall already know i hate ballads i get so bored but lets get to it. junkyu eating as always thats our main vocal right there. JIHOON?????????? JIHOOOOOOONNNNNM??????? SINCE WHEN DID HE HAVE THIS IN HIM. jeongwoo yes i am seated. lets see if this is building into something here the vocals are truly beautiful however. jihoon i am in love with you. his vocals. his fucking voice. im in tears i am so proud of him. definitely not a song id listen to but its so pretty and the vocals are amazing i cannot i am so beyond proud of them and yes i know i keep talking abt jihoon but i am so rucking proud of him and his vocals he jas grown so much and gotten sm better and :((((((( anyways. wonderland - right off the bat european summer type of song youd hear playing at the pool. BIG summer vibes. jihoon why are u YELLING. omg waves!!!! omg was that doyoung just now. bc if so....wow. yoshi's parts ALWAYS EAAAATTTTT i love this song its so good and fresh. b.o.m.b. omg the vibes the vibes the VIBES. WHO is singing rn was that jeongwoo???????? pretty ass tone. this song is very VERY treasure. uniquely treasure. Like even if i didnt know this was treasure ID KNOW its treasure. once again very very feel good. junkyu this is your era. not entirely my vibe of song but i appreciate it nonetheless. lovesick - this song makes me wanna SWAYYYYYY from left to right. something abt this song is very weirdly czech and i fuck with it. the vibe once again is very summer at the lake. i love it a LOTTT haruto's voice omg?? also very treasure song. yoshi baby i love u <333
my top 3 are definitely BONA BONA (har top 1 i wanna fuck this song its the type of song i need to blast on full volume while zooming on a highway), run and i want your love this song is so good it makes me forget how lowkey ugly and underwhelming the concept pics were
#live review excuse the cussing and the deranged behavior#literally wrote all my thoughts as i was listening im so sorry friends#if somebody counts the amount of times i randomly say jihoon ily correctly ill venmo 50 cents#also i did NOT read this after myself so. tske it as u will#🌺#review!
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fics plan ... maybe, idk yet, we'll see:
arrival (renjun atla au; i really like this idea actually)
bambi (renjun based on baekhyun; biker au; forgot whatelse this was titled)
darling (kinktober fic, maybe, idk)
grocery store girl (kinktober fic, very hesitant)
trick or treat (also kinktober fic, extremely hesitant)
heart (seventeen fic; i'm literally not going to post this but i like working on it)
hot girl bubble (hockey au; mostly finished; could probably be posted next month if i actually commit to the smut part; no prequel, we die on the hill without the chlamydia party like men)
jaemin kinktober fic (will not be posting)
jaemin baseball au (i've actually been working on it; i could technically finish it by new years or end of next week if i wanted to)
inescapable (renjun star wars au)
know how (baseball au)
new axis (baseball au; i'm so hesitant whether i will ever post this but i really, really fucking love the twist and the end scene but that's just me; it's ........ actually pretty boring)
ok (baseball au)
the one with the roommates (yangyang part four; it's supposed to be funny but idk; i need to rewrite it to remove people and change some stuff - it also continues the chenle fic and the renjun fic but those didn't really gain traction so i need to delete more scenes and stuff)
plane au (not the jaemin ldr one; this is a different thing that i will not be posting here)
reverse married au (it's like mostly done and dips more into their college lives; jeno pov)
sorry heart/my first (renjun again; i like this au, sorry)
she's dreaming (baseball au; mostly done actually, i just need to finish a few scenes and figure out how to end this)
she's not afraid (doyoung x jaehyun's cousin)
signature (renjun museum curator au; aka shouldve couldve wouldve)
rrr/sorry heart (renjun au again; i think this one is neat and it fits the candy theme - i also have a completed candy fic based on baekhyun's candy but that's staying in the vault; peope did not like it when i posted it)
secret santa tell me (renjun; this one makes me cry lmao; it's structured like 500 days of summer btw but over the course of, like, 3/ish months, more like 2 weeks though)
taean tulips (renjun dad au)
research assistant (teacher's assistant part two; smut ver; i like this one a lot actually; it's cute)
three (jaemin, married au; i like this one)
and I think those are all my current fic ideas - if i tried hard enough, i could actually get most of these to 15-40k and finish all of them by maybe may (it takes me about two weeks to write and edit/ish 35k fics)
i also have the kinktober drabbles; like the jeno day 1 one is currently the thing that i like and jaemin day 5 is neat and haechan day 2 is great and i like the other renjun ones - actually, all the renjun drabbles are finished and formatted and just sitting in my tumblr drafts to be posted; jeno day 1 is currently just a thought but because its supposed to be a drabble, meaning that i write it in one sitting (it takes like 2 hours to write and complete a 1k drabble), but, like, yeah
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Flowers (NCT 127)
Taeil carries a vibrant mix of pink roses and carnations, orange lilies, and yellow sunflowers in a bouquet. You’re grateful these come with a vase because you’re not sure you have another.
“They’re so beautiful,” you note, “Thank you.” You take them as he kisses your cheek; you have to think about where you’ll put them. “Pretty soon, I’m going to run out of places to put these.”
There is already a vase of flowers in the entryway, one in the kitchen, and another on your nightstand. You take these to the living room and sit them on the table.
He laughs, “I guess next time I’ll have to buy chocolates instead.”
You shrug, “You don’t have to buy me anything, but I love everything you bring me.” You mean it. Even if every table and countertop in your apartment had a cluster of flowers, you would love all of them.
Johnny’s arm is slung over your shoulder as the two of you walk down the sidewalk. You’re headed home from a date. You notice a woman ahead selling single roses. With a grin, you break away from Johnny, rushing to purchase a rose before he can react. The two of you have been trying to one-up each other all night.
“For you!”
He laughs, taking it with an exaggerated gasp, “So pretty! But I think you need one too.”
You protest, but he buys one anyway. He breaks the stem from the bright red rose he purchased, tucking the flower behind your ear.
“See, it’s not the same,” he defends his purchase, giving you that ‘not my problem’ shrug. The elderly woman seems amused by your antics, mumbling fondly about young love.
Taeyong goes from smelling the flowers along the path to posing with them when you comment, “let me take a picture.”
You do your best taking the picture, knowing that Taeyong will likely want to post them online for his fans. After handing him his phone, he grabs your arm, pulling you to the edge of the path beside him.
“I want to take a picture with you,” he explains, encouraging you to pose with him. Severely pictures are taken in a row, each with a different pose. “You’re prettier than any flower,” he notes as he looks through the photos.
Yuta. Cookies and coffee? That is what is written on the card you pull from the flowers in your hands. You marvel at the turn of events.
A guy had bumped into you, knocking the box of cookies you were carrying to the ground. You had been pouting down at the wreckage but had quickly gotten over the loss when the guy apologized, cleaning up the mess before you could. You’d told him, “it’s okay. Accidents happen.”
He’d offered you a dazzling smile. The kind that seems to shift the axis of the world. “Hold on.” And you’d been confused as he darted into the flower shop beside you. Moments later, he returned with a bouquet of flowers, thrusting them into your hands. He flashed another dazzling smile before giving a short bye before you could respond. You’ll undoubtedly be dialing the number left on the card very soon.
Doyoung breathes out a surprised, “oh,” as you hold out a beautifully arranged bouquet of multiple flowers. “The play was wonderful. Congrats!” He’d been so stressed about his role, terrified that he’d forget his lines or miss a note. Of course he did neither.
His eyes soften, a pleased smile gracing his face. “Thank you.”
He sways forward just a fraction before catching himself. The slip-up makes you grin. The hall is too open for any show of affection. You offer him a polite goodbye. Before you make it outside, your phone pings with a message from Doyoung: a promise that he will thank you properly once he gets home.
Jaehyun says, “I’m sorry,” when you open the door. Head hanging down, gaze cast to the ground, he holds out a round box of roses. He looks up, meeting your eyes when you don’t take the flowers. You must look away, hating the emotion swirling in those brown eyes that you love. Cursing internally because the flowers are beautiful, and Jaehyun is heart-stoppingly handsome. Still, you don’t want to be swayed so easily.
You had felt disappointed when Jaehyun was late for your anniversary dinner, but finding out that he had forgotten was devastating. Tension builds in the doorway of your home as silence stretches out. Jaehyun breaks it, stating, “I know it’s not enough, but I mean it - I’m sorry. Please give me a chance to make it up to you.”
You hold out a beat longer before taking the flowers and motioning him inside.
Jungwoo had made it a point to call you the night before. “I knew you’d be stressing out.” He was right. Hearing his voice, and listening to his assurances, helped calm you. You even managed to get a whole night’s sleep. With your morning alarm, the spell was broken. Once more, you find yourself anxious as you rush to prepare for your job interview.
A knock on your door stops you in your tracks. Confused, you answer it. A delivery worker is holding a vase of flowers. You offer a thank you as you take the flowers inside, curiously looking for a card. Three simple words that fill you with courage. Fighting! Love, Jungwoo.
Mark stands awkwardly, juggling flowers, chocolates, and a stuffed bear. “I - um. I wasn’t sure what you’d like. So I… well.” He shifts the items in his arm, indicating all of them.
You stifle a laugh, not wanting to offend him, but you find it terribly endearing. “You didn’t have to buy anything,” you assured him, “But all of it’s really lovely. Thank you.” Both of you laugh as you struggle to take the items.
It may be the first date, but you can already see yourself falling hard.
Haechan lets out a quiet, “uh-oh.” You stare at the destruction, the mayhem, and death in your living room. “You killed it,” you accuse, straight-faced.
He’s panicked, eyes wide, looking between you and the broken pot of flowers on the floor. You ham it up, pouting and stating, “those were my favorite.”
“Maybe they’ll be fine,” he offers, dropping down to gather the spilled dirt into a pile and trying in vain to straighten the battered flowers. Your laughter immediately draws his attention.
“It’s a fake, babe.” The deadpan look he levels at you only makes you laugh harder. “Those flowers don’t even have roots.”
“I thought you were going to cry!” He defends himself, blaming you for him not noticing, “And who puts fake flowers in real dirt?”
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just like magic. (m)
pairing: fuckboy!jaehyun x fuckgirl!reader
words: 4k+
summary: jung jaehyun’s body count is almost as high as yours. however, after yuta spreads a nasty rumor, you learn that jaehyun’s always imagined those girls to be you instead.
genre: fluff, smut
warnings: multiple sex partners, public sex, sex on the roof, multiple orgasms, degradation, wall sex, creampie
Your head rests on the bathroom mirror, inhaling and exhaling loudly as Mingyu finds a wipe to clean you up.
“Ugh. I can’t believe we did it in Bambam’s gross bathroom.”
Mingyu chuckles, the deep sound echoing in the small space. “Please. Don’t act like you’re so disgusted now.” You roll your eyes at his comment while he cleans the cum smeared on the inside of your thighs. “Besides, it’s not like you were having fun at the party anyways.”
You shrug and jump down from the sink, straightening out your skirt and trying to look somewhat presentable.
“True,” you murmur, fixing your hair in the mirror. “Jungkook couldn’t come tonight so it was way easier to find you.”
He scoffs. “As if Jungkook could fuck you better than me.”
You laugh and find the lipgloss sitting at the bottom of your bag. “Oh, he can. He’s not a little gym rat for nothing, you know.”
Mingyu huffs, leaning down to pull your panties back up and straightening your skirt. This scene isn’t unfamiliar to the both of you, although doing it in Bambam’s bathroom certainly was. You’re pretty sure Bambam smoked a shit ton of weed before his party started, and Mingyu opens the bathroom window to release some of the odor.
“See you in 104. Did you finish the extra credit paper already?”
You shook your head, opening the bathroom door and hearing the lively party continue downstairs.
“Nope, not planning to,” you give him one last kiss on the cheek. “Nice fuck, Gyu. Tell Jungkook to show up next time.”
He rolls his eyes again and you two depart, almost toppling over as you bump into Jung Jaehyun on the stairs. His arm quickly slides around your waist to prevent you from falling. He smiles at you.
“How was Mingyu?”
“How was Jennie?”
He chuckles. “Good. As always. You really have to start expanding your little black book. Mingyu and Jungkook aren’t always going to be around, you know.”
You raise an eyebrow and step away from him, shooing his arm away from you. “You don’t think I have backups, silly? Doyoung is at my beck and call, I assure you.”
He smirks, raising his red solo cup to you. “If you ever need me.”
You dismiss him, walking down the stairway of Bambam and Yugyeom’s place. You and Jaehyun had always been similar in many ways, especially in the way you ‘connect’ with other people. If you two ever had a body count competition, it would surely have Johnny’s head spinning all night at the numbers. You never fucked Jaehyun, however, simply because you had no desire to. You’ve known Jaehyun for as long as you’ve known Mingyu, but the only personality trait you’ve ever deducted from Jaehyun was that he’s excellent in bed.
That, and the fact that during your first year of college, Yuta spread some rumor that Jaehyun masturbates to the thought of you.
No big deal.
You find Minghao and Sicheng speaking in the kitchen, and you whine when you clutch Minghao’s arm.
“I’m tired, Hao.”
“You leave us to go fuck Mingyu for a hour and now you want to go home?”
You can hear the condescending tone in Minghao’s voice and you do your best to ignore it. You offer him your best toothy grin. “Come on, designated driver. You’re not even doing anything remotely fun!”
“Hey!” Sicheng interjects. “We were actually just talking.”
You lean over to pinch his cheeks and Sicheng nearly growls at you.
“You’re cute, but you and Minghao talk all the time. Nothing new. Plus, all of us are roommates, dumbass! We could talk at home any time we want to.”
“Fine, fine,” Minghao concedes, laying his cup down on the kitchen counter. You ignore the fact that Yugyeom’s tongue is shoved down some girl’s throat only five feet away from all of you. “Did you already clean yourself up? I don’t want any of Mingyu’s germs in my car.”
“Are we sure it was Mingyu?” Sicheng counters. “It could’ve been Jungkook or Doyoung or Wonwoo or Jinyoung or-“
“Alright, alright,” you glare at him. “And yes, it was Mingyu. He already cleaned me up so you won’t get any Gyu germs.”
“Good.”
Minghao still has trouble trusting you after that one time you wore a skirt with no panties and let Kun’s cum spill all over Minghao’s front seat. Sicheng is still extremely traumatized from the situation.
You exit the house party with your roommates, almost stopping at the sight of Kunhang looking like a fucking dream near the speakers-
“Come on, you horny asshole,” Sicheng grunts, pushing you out the door.
—
“Did you hear the news?”
Your eyes flutter at the sight of Nakamoto Yuta, who is leaning over your desk, smiling. You sigh and decide to entertain him.
“What is it now, Yuta?”
“A little birdy told me that a certain Jung Jaehyun has fallen for Mingyu’s girl,” Yuta’s smirk widens when you furrow your eyebrows.
“Mingyu has a girlfriend?”
He huffs. “You, dumbass.”
You giggle at the thought of dating Mingyu and roll your eyes. “You’re full of shit, Nakamoto.”
He stands straight, his figure towering over you. You peek your head out to see if the lecture has started yet so Yuta can get the fuck away from you.
“Then why did I hear Jaehyun calling your name when he was getting his dick wet this morning?”
The accusation has your eyebrows raising. You barely know Jaehyun, only from fleeting stories from Mingyu and Jungkook. You also know that Yuta’s always full of shit, spreading rumors about various people just because he can.
“Get your head out of your ass, Yuta.”
He laughs at your dismissive nature, leaning in again. There’s a troublesome glint in his eyes.
“And what if I told you Mingyu said Jaehyun’s loved you since you were five?”
You challenge him. “I would say that the cum in Miyeon’s panties say otherwise.”
He smiles and steps back when the professor finally enters the room.
“Whatever you want to believe.”
That conversation with Yuta was three years ago. He’s graduated long since, but the rumor about Jaehyun still pops up here and there. Jaehyun never addressed it with you, and when you asked Mingyu about it once, he just laughed.
“A lot of guys on campus jack off to the thought of you. Are you surprised?”
You think about the memory as you watch Soojin straddle Jaehyun, her hair falling over the side of her face as she leans in to kiss him. The rest of the party ignores them, mainly focused on how Bambam is nearly toppling over trying to do a keg stand.
A hand slides around your waist and you feel someone’s lips attach to your neck.
“Gyu told me you were looking for me the other day,” Jungkook murmurs lowly in your ear. “Did you miss me?”
You smile when you feel his fingers inch closer to your breast, hands roaming all over your body.
“Yes. Your absence made me fuck Mingyu in Bambam’s germ-covered bathroom.”
He chuckles lowly, and the sound shoots straight to your core.
“I’m here now, baby. I’ll take care of you.”
Your eyes drift upwards again, startled to find Jaehyun already gazing at you. Soojin’s sucking at his neck, but his eyes are locked on you, watching the way Jungkook paws at your breast.
Yuta’s voice rings in your ears. Jaehyun’s loved you since you were five.
You push the thought away as Jungkook’s mouth envelops yours. Jaehyun couldn’t love you, Yuta was just full of shit.
—
“You’re late.”
You narrow your eyes at Mingyu, who brushes off the time. He promised to meet up with you yesterday to finish your project for 104 and give you a quick lunch time fuck. You’re a little disheartened to see he’s tugged Doyoung and Jaehyun along.
“Don’t be so upset, frowning doesn’t look good on you,” Mingyu teases, sliding in the chair across from you. Doyoung sits next to him, and Jaehyun awkwardly takes the spot next to you. “We were just playing a little basketball outside. The time slipped my mind.”
“Well, I guess it slips my mind that I’m supposed to fuck you before your next class.”
Doyoung laughs and seizes the opportunity. “I, on the other hand, never promised anything and my schedule is conveniently free for the whole day.” He winks at you, his gums showing brightly as he smiles.
You smirk when Mingyu elbows him in the side. Jaehyun is oddly quiet and you turn to face him while Mingyu hisses at Doyoung.
“I saw you and Soojin getting it on last weekend. How was it?”
He smiles tightly. “Good, as always. Jungkook per usual?”
You nod. “The little gym rat won’t stop exercising. He was talking to me about his routine all night. I almost just got myself off instead.”
Something flickers in Jaehyun’s gaze, and it’s gone so quickly that you might’ve missed it.
“I can’t imagine why that would be preferred, especially when you have most of the male population lining up to get a taste of you.”
There’s a hidden implication in his words, and you take the chance.
“Are you part of that male population?”
He smirks at your question. Before he has a chance to answer, Mingyu’s voice fills your ears again.
“Anyways, my dorm is free and I can afford to miss my next class. Wanna head up? Promise I’ll go down on you as an apology.”
You scoff at Mingyu’s half-assed proposal, and stand to leave. “I’ll pass. Get a watch next time if you want your dick wet. I’m assuming you’re going to finish most of our project since I was waiting here for over a hour.”
Mingyu frowns. “But-“
“But?” You say, raising an eyebrow.
His shoulders slump. “Fine. I’ll finish the damn project.”
You lean over to pinch his cheeks. “Good Mingyu. I’ll see all of you at Minghao’s birthday bash.”
You depart without another word, ignoring the burn of Jaehyun’s stare. When you arrive back to your apartment, Minghao is organizing his wine cabinet while Sicheng talks to Tzuyu at the kitchen counter. You sigh and throw your bag across the island.
“Boys are dumb.”
Tzuyu laughs. “Did Mingyu forget what time it is again?”
“As always,” you confirm, searching for anything consumable in your fridge. As expected, no one’s gone grocery shopping in a week. Guess you’ll have to raid Wonwoo’s apartment tonight.
Sicheng huffs. “Good. I don’t need you getting any more Mingyu germs before Minghao’s party tomorrow.”
“And what does Hao’s party have anything to do with me getting laid?” Sicheng rolls his eyes at your question, and you smile sweetly at him. You decide to favor the leftover pieces of ham sitting at the back of the fridge. “Tzuyu, back me up here. Didn’t you have a good time with Jaehyun two weeks ago?”
Tzuyu’s cheeks flush as she recalls what you’re referring to. At Jungwoo’s party, she and Jaehyun were practically fucking each other in the middle of the living room.
“I guess. He was weird about some things.”
You frown, removing the lid off of the container and shoving a piece of ham in your mouth. “Like what?”
She looks embarrassed to be talking about such intimate things in front of Sicheng, but your roommate is unbothered. He’s heard enough of your escapades to be unfazed by any mentions of sex.
“He didn’t want to look at me when we did it. He told me I had to face the pillow or else he couldn’t cum that way.”
You shrug. “So he likes it from behind. Nothing too weird about that. Which way do you prefer, Sicheng?”
He glares at you. “None of your business.”
You giggle at how cute he is before Tzuyu continues. “I mean, it wasn’t just that. He didn’t really like it when I made noises. I had to be as quiet as possible.”
“Ugh, that’s fucked. Guys can grunt in the nastiest ways possible but they hate it when we make an ounce of noise. I hope you’re not that way, Sicheng.”
His glare burns. “None. Of. Your. Business.”
“Yeah, it was weird. He’s really good in bed though.”
You chuckle. “I would hope so. Anyways, who’s on the guest list for tomorrow night?”
Sicheng sighs, and you wonder if he thinks about moving out and living with a less horny roommate.
“Basically anyone you’ve fucked before since you’ve slept with all of Hao’s friends.”
You frown. “That’s not fun. I like someone new once in a while.”
“No funny business at Minghao’s party, I mean it. We can’t be cutting his cake while you’re getting railed in your room.”
You boop his nose. “No promises.”
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Sicheng’s done this on purpose.
All of the men at Minghao’s party have flocked away from you, like Sicheng sent them all a mass text before the party started or something. You tried to slide up to Mingyu but then he was quickly taking the offer to do body shots with someone else. It’s as if you would bite all their dicks off with the way they’re running from you.
It’s the middle of the party when you grow tired of hearing Jieqiong’s banter with Jun.
You step out of the apartment for a few minutes and head up to the roof, arms wrapping around yourself to shield from the cold. You know you should’ve went to Wonwoo yesterday, especially since Sicheng has apparently made it a no fuck zone for tonight.
You jump when you feel a jacket moving over your shoulders. You’re even more startled to see Jaehyun next to you.
“Oh, hey. When did you get here?”
He smiles, and it hurts your eyes a little by how pretty he is.
“About a hour ago. I’m not surprised you didn’t notice, considering I could feel your rage from five feet away.”
You laugh dryly. “Did Sicheng send you a text too?”
“No, but Mingyu told me about it. I assume he only sent it to the guys you’ve slept with before.”
You nod. “Yeah, probably. I’m off limits to all males tonight.”
The two of you stand together in silence, gazing out at the view of your city. You’ve never felt an urge to get an answer from Jaehyun before about Yuta’s rumor, but now that he’s here, it’s all you can think about.
“Can I ask you a question?”
“Sure.”
“Why didn’t you say anything about the rumor Yuta spread around in freshman year?”
His back stiffens. The seconds pass in a deafening thump, and you’re starting to feel like you shouldn’t have brought it up.
He finally sighs. “How long have we known each other?”
You blink. Did he really have to respond to a question with another question?
You think back to when you first met Jaehyun and Mingyu. You were only five then, and you screamed in the middle of the classroom because Mingyu had spilled paint all over the front of your shirt. You remember Jaehyun handing you a wipe to clean yourself up, ears bright red.
You grin at the memory. “Since I found out Mingyu was the clumsiest kid on earth.”
He chuckles. “You never really saw it, did you?”
“Saw what?”
You’re even more confused by Jaehyun’s vague ass answers. He averts his gaze from you, and you suddenly feel a lot colder on this rooftop.
“How much I liked you.”
The statement causes you to freeze. So Yuta was right - Jung Jaehyun has loved you since you were five. Still, it doesn’t make any sense. You’ve been fucking Mingyu since high school and Jaehyun never seemed bothered by it, considering he and Mingyu were still best friends. In fact, you’ve been in bed with most of his friend group and he’s never said a word about it. His friends never even mention his liking for you, so you have to assume that they don’t know of it either.
As if he could sense your rampant thoughts running wild, he squashes them.
“I thought you loved Mingyu. I thought that when the two of you first started sleeping together, it would develop into something more. It’s why I never said anything to him. He knew, but I’m sure he thought I didn’t mind.”
You’re baffled. You don’t even know how to respond to this newfound information. Maybe you should’ve stayed downstairs at the party.
“Mingyu is an asshole,” you finally conclude. Jaehyun’s shoulders relax when you speak. “And so am I. I swear, I didn’t know, Jaehyun. I would’ve-“
“You would’ve stopped seeing Mingyu? And Jungkook? And Doyoung, and Wonwoo, and-“
“Okay, okay,” you raise a hand up to stop him before glaring. “You’re not entirely innocent either. I’m friends with most of the girls you’ve slept with too.”
His eyes darken. “And have you asked them what it’s like to be with me? How I have to turn them over and imagine it’s you before I can get hard? How I have to keep them quiet because their moans are too loud or simply because it doesn’t sound like you?” How-“
“Jaehyun,” you whisper, feeling like the wind has gotten knocked out of your chest. You’re also trying to ignore the wetness that’s pooled in your underwear. “Are you saying-“
“I’m saying that I’ve been running circles around you since we were five and you’ve never noticed. I’ve had to hear countless nights of Mingyu and Jungkook talking about how sweet your pussy is when they slide into you. How pretty you are when you’re stuffing their cocks far down your throat. How you let them take you anywhere, any time, because you enjoy it as much as they do.”
You swallow. He’s inches away from you now, hands dancing around your waist carefully. You quickly check the time.
One hour before Minghao cuts his cake. That should be enough.
You grab the fabric of Jaehyun’s shirt, pulling him to you as his lips crash into yours. He grunts, gripping your sides and pressing you against the railing. Your eyes glance down briefly to see how high up you two are.
“Drop me and I’ll kill you.”
He laughs, chasing you again and quickly moving to undress you. You ignore the goosebumps rising on your arms when Jaehyun nips at your neck, fingers dipping into your panties. “So pretty,” he murmurs, licking a stripe across your collarbones. You moan when he slides a finger into your heat. “That’s it, baby. Sound so fucking good.”
He slips another finger in, basking in the glory of your moans. “We have to hurry,” you mumble breathily. “Sicheng will come looking if he knows I’m gone for too long. It’s like he can sense when I’m fucking someone.”
Jaehyun laughs, moving back up to kiss you. “He can watch if he wants to then.”
“I wanna-“ you gasp when he curls his fingers. “I wanna suck you off.”
“Fuck,” he hisses. He’s fingering you faster now, and you can hear the squelch of your wetness fill the air. You gasp, desperately holding onto his forearm. “I’ll fuck your mouth next time, I promise. I need to see you cum now.”
You unravel in no time, moaning loudly as you fall apart on Jaehyun’s fingers. He coaxes you through your orgasm, murmuring praises in your ear. You whimper when he pulls away from you, licking up the remaining essence on his fingers.
“Jaehyun,” you say frantically, pawing at him. “I need you inside me.”
You turn over so that your back is facing him, and you think he’s about to slide your underwear down but instead, he swivels you around.
“Need to see you,” he whispers. “Jump.”
You do as he says, wrapping your legs around his waist and kissing him with much more fervor. You moan when his hands grip your sides roughly, pressing you against the concrete. You sit on the ledge of the rooftop, trying to ignore the genuine fear of falling.
He’s quickly shoving his jeans down his thighs and you whimper.
“Hurry, Jae.”
“Fuck, baby. I’m here, I’m right here,” he hisses, pulling out his cock and giving it a few strokes. Your eyes widen at the size — he was surely bigger and thicker than Mingyu or Jungkook. He chuckles at your stare, as if he knows exactly what you’re thinking. “Bigger than what you normally have?”
You narrow your eyes. “Don’t tell me you idiots had a dick measuring contest.”
He shrugs. “Maybe.”
Then, he’s pushing your panties to the side and sliding into you. You gasp, his fingers roughly gripping you in place to make sure you don’t fall. He doesn’t wait for you to adjust, thrusting rapidly as soon as he feels you.
“Good little slut,” he grunts. “So pretty and pliant for me. Is my cock too big for you to take, baby?”
“You’re gonna fucking,” you pant, whining when his cock hits you deeper. “You’re gonna fucking split me in half, asshole.”
He grins mischievously. “That’s the goal.”
You’re so lost in the feeling of him that the both of you fail to hear the door to the rooftop open. You’re startled when Sicheng’s voice booms in the air.
“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me! We haven’t even cut the cake yet!”
“Sicheng, I-“ you shamelessly whimper when Jaehyun hits your sweet spot, not slowing down in the slightest despite Sicheng watching. “W-We’ll be d-down before Hao c-cuts the cake.”
“Horny assholes,” you hear your roommate mutter before the door to the rooftop is closing again.
Jaehyun chortles. “He should’ve sent that text to me too if he was so concerned.”
“Fuck him,” you groan. “And fuck me harder.”
He listens to your command, pushing into you so deep that you almost fall off the ledge. You scream as your upper body dangles off the rooftop, but you can hear Jaehyun’s giggle. Your fear is overtaken by arousal when you realize his cock is hitting you deeper in this position.
“Cum, cum,” you whisper. “I’m cumming.”
He groans when you tighten around him, convulsing around his cock. When you recover, he’s hoisting you back up, bringing your chest to his as he carries you. You have no idea where he’s going, but with every step, his cock slides deeper into your soaking cunt.
The door to the rooftop is opening again and you realize you’re in the stairwell.
“Get down, hands on the railing.”
You shakily follow his command, ignoring the wobble of your legs as you grip the metal bars. He’s pushing into you again before you can take a breath.
“I-I thought you needed to see me,” you say, your back turned to him.
“You’re right.”
Then, he’s pushing you against the wall with force and abusing your pussy. You practically scream, clawing at his back while he pounds you into the wall.
“Do you want to know exactly what Yuta heard three years ago?” He groans against your neck. You can barely form coherent sentences, and you’re pretty sure you had another orgasm that you haven’t even revived from. “He heard me desperately fucking my cock into my hand, whimpering your name. All I could imagine that day was the little short dress you wore to Yugyeom’s party, and how Jungkook’s hands were all over you as soon as you stepped through the door. I fucking came so hard that I had to wash my sheets before Mingyu came back to the dorm.”
“Jaehyun, Jaehyun,” you whisper frantically. You’re unraveling again — cumming around his cock while he fucks you hard. “Cum with me. Inside, cum inside. Please, please.”
He grunts lowly. “Yeah? You want my cum? What about the rest of them — how many of them have spilled inside you?”
“I’ll keep it in,” you promise him, just wanting your hole to be filled. “I’ll walk around Hao’s party with your cum dripping down my thighs. How does that sound?”
And he’s groaning, giving one final thrust before he empties inside of you. You gasp at how much cum he has to give you, some of it spilling down your lips and onto the floor.
The both of you are panting lowly, trying to recover from your orgasms. You faintly hear a chorus of people singing Happy Birthday two floors down.
“Fuck, Sicheng’s gonna kill us.”
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The New Kid - Jung Sungchan
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COUPLE: Jung Sungchan x Member! M!Reader
GENRE: Fluff, Smut
WARNINGS: NCT members are OOC, jealous sex, male reader being a dominant bottom because I live for it, choking, degradation(?), MILKING SUNGCHAN DRY WITH YOUR HOLE 😋😋
SUMMARY: You decided to tease Sungchan once then flirt with another member the next day to make Sungchan jealous. He was not happy about it.
"Welcome the new member: M/N," Taeyong, the group's leader, stated as he placed a hand over your shoulder and entered the practice room, bringing you in with a wide smile before he slightly pushed you towards the others. "They won't bite, kid. Why don't you introduce yourself to the others?"
The leader looked at everyone who immediately gathered and stared at you as you shyly looked away from their gazes. Currently, you received a message from one of the staffs in SM Entertainment that you have been trained enough, earning you a position to be one of the NCT members.
"Hello, I'm L/N M/N. I'm new to idol things so it'll be good if you could help me. Let's all get along well," you stated with a huge smile before bowing towards the other members who chuckled. They all introduced themselves first, yet it seemed like someone was missing. Where's the other one? You thought.
"So, who's going to be his roommates?" Donghyuck, who usually goes by his stage name Haechan, asked the others who immediately raised their hands, especially the Dream unit. "Yeah, thought so," he stated before looking at you. "Your decision though."
You looked at their faces for a while before your eyes landed on a tall male who probably was the same age as you, silently looking at his hands as he yawned a little bit, probably tired since it still was early in the morning. You chuckled at the male before the other members' eyes traveled towards the brunette who scratched his back mindlessly.
"I see," Doyoung stated before he patted your shoulder, making you look at him before bashfully smiling as he neared the male. "Sungchan-ah, why don't you introduce yourself? Seems like the new kid took an interest in you."
Sungchan looked at you with a tired smile before standing up and walked towards you, scratching his stomach before he stopped in front of you and held his free hand out towards you. "Sorry, my mind's still asleep. I forgot to introduce myself. Sungchan, but you can call me anything you want."
You just stared up at him, admiring how tall he was before blinking twice and finally shaking the other's hand. "A-Ah right. Yeah," you managed to utter out as you smiled at him. You retracted your hand from his before Mark patted your back, making you look at him.
"I'm pretty sure you and Sungchan will get along well. You're rooming with Sungchan and Shotaro. Luckily, we're just about to head off to our apartments so why don't we go there now?" Mark stated as he placed a hand over your shoulder and chuckled.
An hour later, upon arriving at their apartments, the Dreamies took your hand and dragged you to theirs. "Welcome to our humble abode," Jaemin stated as he stretched his arms and placed them back down, looking at Renjun who was getting ready to cook food. "What's for breakfast, hyung?"
"Since we have a new member, I might cook a lot. Besides," Renjun stated then looked at you as he smiled. "You need to have lots of energy because starting tomorrow, you might be finally joining us every practice," he stated, making you sigh before you looked back at Sungchan who smiled at you.
The taller male neared you and held your wrist, your ears turning red at the physical contact before meekly looking down towards the ground as he dragged you somewhere. "Shotaro's probably already making a Tiktok video in our room and he usually invites me to do it sometimes, so it's best if you're a great Tiktok enthusiast."
"Why?" You asked the other who chuckled.
"Because chances are, he might pull you unaware and tell you to dance with him," he answered before stopping at one room, opening it to reveal a room with two cabinets and three single beds that had different bed sheet colors. "Here it is," Sungchan stated as he opened the door widely for you so you could enter. "Well, since you are new, I'll let you choose which bed you want. Huh? Weird, Shotaro's not here."
You looked at the beds for a while before pursing your lips and huffed. "I'll just take whichever bed's not taken. I don't want to bother you both just because I want that bed. Know what I mean?" You stated at the other who chuckled.
Sungchan smiled before pointing at the single bed. "That single bed's the only thing that is available," Sungchan stated as he helped you with your bags. "If you ever need something, just call me, okay? I'm just one call away," he flashed a smile as he placed your bags on your bed, your cheeks flushed as you never felt this kind of hospitality before.
"Y-Yeah, thank you...Sungchan," you thanked the other who ruffled your hair before a boy entered the room, a boy with small eyes. He looked so cute and the way he smiled at you with his cute snaggletooth made you coo at him. "Hello."
"Hey, you're the new kid, right? Welcome! You know Tiktok trends, right? I mean, no pressure, but do you?" The boy, which you know was Shotaro, asked you with an eager smile before you nodded and you could swore his eyes sparkled in delight at your answer. "Really? Sungchan doesn't so I'm glad you do. Oh, right. Renjun's telling us to eat. Let's go!"
You nodded at him before looking at Sungchan who yawned loudly, the action making you chuckle before smiling and looking at your watch. "Are you still sleepy?" You asked the taller male who looked at you and nodded before yawning once more. "I'd love to say I can eat with you later but the other's are probably expecting me. I'll just tell them you're still tired."
Sungchan smiled before settling himself on his own bed and nodded at you. "Thank you, M/N. You're such a great friend," he stated before finally closing his eyes and falling to dreamland. You giggled at the boy before exiting the room and towards the kitchen where the other's might be.
"M/N! You're finally here. Sungchan's not with you?" Jeno asked you before shaking your head as Renjun offered you a cup full of fried rice and some other side dishes that was now laid out on the table.
"I told him to sleep for a while since he's still tired. Besides, it's still early in the morning," you answered Jeno before doing your ceremonies and finally ate with a smile on your face, humming in satisfaction at how good it tasted. "Renjun-hyung, this tastes good. How'd you make it?"
"Just a little bit of that and this then voila," Renjun stated as if he was sprinkling salt on top of a food them chuckled as he sat down as well and began eating.
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A few months have already passed and you could say that some people weren't in favor of the fact that SM had yet again added another member to a never-ending growing group. You did receive some hates but it was nothing you couldn't handle. The members were really helpful and caring, especially Sungchan whom you became really close friends with.
You and Sungchan became one of the popular OTPs. They called it 'Beagle Duo', talking about how you two were rrally playful and just very loud and energetic.
In terms of group work, you found yourself just like Mark who became a member of all units except WayV. Sure, you could talk Mandarin but the SM folks thought that they might be overwhelming you considering that you're only a new member. You're both a dancer and singer for both U and Dream but you're a rapper in 127 which actually shocked the other member. Just how versatile were you in both concept and skills?
Currently, you and your members were just hanging out in the practice room playing Mafia that Doyoung suggested and because he wanted to, he became the narrator and chose you, Jisung, Haechan, Lucas, Winwin, Kun, Ten, Chenle, Johnny, and Jaehyun as the Mafias whilst Taeil and Mark were the doctor and police respectively.
Upon Doyoung's announcement that it was morning already, you acted as innocent as possible and looked at everyone who seemed 'sus'. "First of all, we have to introduce ourselves," Taeyong stated which made you burst in laughter, the others doing the same.
"Hyung, there's a lot of us. But welp, I'll start. I'm an innocent civilian who's happily married to my husband, Sungchan," you stated as you wrapped an arm around his, the other chuckling as he patted your head then shrugged. "That means Sungchan is also a civilian, right?" You stated as you looked at Sungchan who nodded. "That's what I thought."
Other began introducing themselves as well, and you were already laughing so loud at their identifications. "I have a suspect," Yuta immediately stated before looking at you then smirked. "Starting off the introductions looks kinda sus, M/N."
Everyone began 'ooh'ing making you scoff as you held Sungchan's hand then intertwined them together. "I'm married to my husband, okay? Just because I started, doesn't mean it's me. It could've been anyone who started," you stated before you flipped your imaginary hair.
"Good point. Which means that you're not a a mafia," Yuta stated with a chuckle before you did as well, but smirking internally as you chuckled evilly.
"Hey, suspecting people so suddenly sounds kinda sus, too, Yuta-hyung," Jeno stated as he pointed at Yuta who began stammering as the others began agreeing to Jeno's words, you joining in as well before you looked at Sungchan.
"You trust me, right?" You asked the other who immediateky nodded at your question, making you smile menacingly on the inside but grin unsuspiciously on the outside. "You'll be on my side if anyone suspects me, okay? Wait, you're not a mafia, are you?"
"I'm not. Really, honest," Sungchan stated before you were called by Jungwoo who was now squiniting his eyes at you two. "What?"
"You two seem to be hiding something. You two are mafias, are you?" Jungwoo stated before Yuta knelt up and shook his head 'no' to defend you. Fools. You thought yet looked innocently at Jungwoo. "Look, even Yuta's defending you. I'm pretty sure Yuta's a mafia so he might be on your side because you're a mafia too!"
"No way. Okay, fine. Kill Yuta-hyung first, then me. I swear, I'm not the mafia. If you choose to eliminate me, you'll be losing someone important. Really important," you stated before the others nodded, making you sigh internally in relief.
As the game went by, the circle was now reduced to a much smaller one with only you and Kun as the only mafias left. There were only 5 left in the circle which composed of you, Sungchan, Kun, Jungwoo, and Jaemin. "AHH! This is so frustrating!" Jaemin shouted before the others began chortling at the sudden scream. "There're still two mafias left?" There were seven of you but Jeno was killed and Jaehyun was successfully found out as a mafia.
"Yep, so make a right guess in the morning because night has fallen," Doyoung stated before you all closed your eyes and patted the floor, you patting your lap as you thought of something. Sungchan shouldn't be killed or he'll lose my trust. I have to win this game. "Mafias, which innocent will be killed tonight?"
You gently raised your head and looked at Kun who pointed at Sungchan with his lips yet you shook your head and mouthed a 'he trusts me', making Kun understand and chose to kill Jungwoo who has been very suspicious of Jaemin ever since the second day (of the game).
With this, It'll be clear that Sungchan and Jungwoo will most probably suspect Jaemin, who in fact is a civilian.
So, the last night of the game ended into the day. "Morning has arrived and yet another civilian has died," he stated as he walked towards Jungwoo who then shouted at Jaemin.
"I told you! I told you it was Jaemin!" Jungwoo shouted, the others laughing as he pointed at Jaemin who just innocently blabbered, making you laugh internally as you subtly look at Kun who winked at you before you looked back at Sungchan who was now doubting Jaemin. "Vote Jaemin out!"
"No! If you vote for me, I swear, it'll be the win for the mafias," Jaemin stated as he shook his head and his hands in front of him as he knelt up then pointed at Kun. "It might be Kun-hyung! He seems suspicious and the least expected person are the mafias."
"Sure, and that doesn't sound like what a mafia would say. Very suspicious, Jaemin. Let's skip to the voting part because I'm pretty sure Jaemin's one of the mafia," you stated before Doyoung cleared his throat. Although Jaemin wanted to defend himself, he had no other choice but to accept his fate.
"You're making the biggest mistake of your life. I'm pretty sure the mafia is Kun and Sungchan," he stated before the three finally pointed at Jaemin who began sulking. "I'm really a civilian!"
"Jaemin who is claimed to be a mafia..." Doyoung trailed out before dropping to a much more dramatic tone which he had been doing almost throughout the game. "..is not a mafia. Which means it's a victory for the mafias."
You and Kun stood up as you rejoiced with the other mafias, Sungchan feeling betrayed as he looked at you dumbfoundedly. To say that the others were shocked that you were a mafia would be an understatement. You acted like a real civilian so nobody suspected you.
"Looks like someone's husband has been betrayed," Xiaojun stated as he looked at Sungchan who was now pouting and comprehending anything.
"He told me he wasn't a mafia, so I trusted him," Sungchan stated as he pointed at you, making you chuckle as you neared him and ruffled his hair. "Hey! I just washed my hair, you traitor."
"Oh c'mon, Sungchan. It was just a game and it was really fun joking around with you. Which means the losing team will have to buy snacks for everyone!" You rejoiced as you did a little celebratory dance with the other mafias who was proud of you, of course.
The losing team was now playing rock, paper, scissors, reducing to only one member who will have to buy everything. And that one member just has to be Sungchan, who doesn't only feel betrayed but also unlucky. You looked at Sungchan who was looking at his hand that drew out 'scissors' and chuckled. "Wow," he muttered.
"Don't be sulky, Chanie. Since you were my husband, I have no choice but to come with you," you stated towards the other who slowly got up and smiled down at you before grabbing the others' cards. "Does this make you happy now?" You asked the other who placed an arm over your shoulder and grinned as he led you two to the practice room's exit.
"Of course, never better. I didn't want to go alone to a place where other people might see me or just simply I down't want to be alone," Sungchan stated as you bowed at some staffs you passed by and your seniors, too. "But eitherway, I'm glad you came with me, M/N. The first time we met, I was sure we'd be great friends."
You chuckled as you held your hand to his, you two exiting the building and towards the van who will take you two to your destination. "Should we buy black bean noodles for everyone or will we be the ones to cook? I really need some boba right now," you stated as you drove through boba shops that looked enticing.
The other male smiled and intertwined your fingers together, making you grin widely as you looked at Sungchan. "We can buy one later if you want. I want to buy some juice later," he stated as he witnessed how your eyes basiically twinkled at his words.
"Really?" You asked the other who nodded his head as his answer then told the driver to stop by a boba shop later politely. "Yes! The last time I had boba was during a fansigning event, a fan gave me one and it was so goood! Believe me! Like—oh no, I forgot my card back at the apartment. Shoot."
"It's alright. It's my treat then. I've never really treated you to anything ever since we met," Sungchan stated which made you hug him, the other hugging you back although he was a bit startled at the sudden affection. I mean, he was used to you being very clingy but this was sudden and he didn't expect it.
"You're the best, Sungchan! You're the best husband ever," you stated with a light chuckle, unaware of how Sungchan was blushing madly from his cheeks to his ears, his face was all red. "You better not forget about buying me boba or I'm disowning you as my husband."
Sungchan laughed it off awkwardly before finally clearing his throat and looked at the driver who was now pulling over a drive-thru. "This place sells black bean noodles and some bingsu, too. It's a great hit to some Koreans including me," the driver stated as he slowly drove the car forward. "I'm surprise there's not much people here."
"I've never heard of this place. Was it currently established?" You asked the driver as you removed yourself from Sungchan who pouted, though you failed to see it. "It looks like a new building. I've been around here but I guess this is new."
"It is. Though people tend to overlook it since it's new. They think they're bad," the driver answered you as he moved the car slowly further everytime a car exits. "We're the next ones."
"Hyung, do you want some black bean noodles, too?" Sungchan asked the driver who widened his eyes before shaking his head then laughing as he looked back ahead. "It's fine. I can buy you one."
You looked at Sungchan with loving eyes as you smiled at him, the other not noticing it.
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The day has finally come to an end as it was night time already and tomorrow will be seperate promotions again. "Sungchan-ah, did you enjoy the mafia game earlier?" You asked him as you slumped yourself onto him gently, hugging him. "'Cause I did."
"Of course, I enjoyed it. Just not the part where you betrayed your own husband. I'm never gonna trust you again when we play mafia," Sungchan stated with a slight chuckle, you doing the same as you unlatched yourself from him, now laying down on the bed with your head on his lap.
"Oh, don't be sulky. That was just a tactic and I needed someone to be on my side throughout the whole game," you stated with a smug smile, as if you were mocking Sungchan who whined as he pinched your right cheek lightly. You chuckled before looking at Shotaro's bed that was still vacant. "Where's Shotaro?"
"Probably with the others. Might be playing Mario Kart, doing a V-Live, or creating a Tiktok video," the other stated as he began threading your hair with his fingers, making you hum as you placed your hands on your stomach and looked up at Sungchan. "I think (F/C) would be great on you. I'd love to see your hair in that color."
"You think so? I've always wanted to dye it (F/C) but I guess it never crossed my mind that I'd look great with it. At this point, I might seriously marry you," you stated before sitting up on the bed slowly then yawned.
"Are you sleepy?" Sungchan asked you with a sweet voice, your heart fluttering as you tried to stay awake. The other chuckled at this and patted your head. "Do you want to sleep beside me again?"
"Yes please," you answered Sungchan who nodded as you both laid down and cuddled, you being the little spoon. "This feels great."
"It does."
But I guess fate has other plans because the next day, you found another husband and Sungchan didn't like it one bit. He watched as you latched yourself on Hendery who was surprised but nonetheless hugged you back, pulling you close to him as you both listened to Doyoung sing a ballad that you loved so much.
You and Hendery sat down, you sitting on his lap as he backhugged you, something you and Sungchan always loved to do when you two were together. You looked around the room with a smile before your eyes landed on a certain male whose eyes were tinted with green. "Sungchan-ah! Great to see you!"
Sungchan faked a smile as he approached you two and sat down, crossing his arms as he looked at Doyoung. "Yeah, so great to see you too, M/N. Really great to see you in hyung's lap," he stated rather a bit angry before faking a smile once again.
Sungchan decided to ignore you two as Doyoung continued to sing his favorite songs. It was going great but he couldn't just let things off when you suddenly kissed his cheek. "Alright, that's enough!" Sungchan suddenly shouted as he stood up, Doyoung looking at him with wide eyes. You looked at him with a raised brow before the other scowled and grabbed your wrist, pulling you away from Hendery.
"Woah, woah. Sungchan, where are we going?" You asked the other who didn't reply as he tightened his grip on your wrist, making you wince. "Chan-ah, loosen your grip, please. You're hurting me," you pleaded to the other who sighed and did as he was told before shoving you inside a comfort room, locking the door behind him as he entered. "What's gotten into you, Sungchan?"
"What were you doing with Guanheng-hyung?" The other asked you with furrowed brows and crossed arms, making you shiver a little before you looked down and fiddled with your fingers. "Answer me, M/N."
"I-It was just nothing. I just wanted someone to hug me like you always do, you know? Since you were asleep," you stated before Sungchan growled.
"Then you should've woke me up! And here I thought I was supposed to be your husband," Sungchan pouted before you smirked and neared the other, tracing down the other's chest as you looked up at him. Sungchan looked down at you as he placed his arms around your waist, pulling you close.
"You are my husband," you stated as you chuckled darkly then placed your arms around his neck, the other's cheeks flushed as he widened his eyes. "I'm sorry I cheated on you, hubby. What do you suggest on doing to me? You gonna punish me?" You purred as you played with the baby hair on Sungchan's neck, looking at his lips then Sungchan shivered as he blushed harder.
You opened a cubicle and slowly pushed Sungchan inside before closing the cubicle's door. You straddled his hips, legs beside his thighs as you placed your hands on his shoulders. "M/N-ah," he called you as he placed his hands on your cheeks and pulled you, leaning in to kiss you.
You were shocked at first obviously but you wanted this so why ruin the moment? You immediately kissed back as you began bucking your hips onto his own, feeling his member become hard as your bottom grinded on it. You began moaning at the pleasure while the other hummed as he slowly placed his hands on your hipbones.
Pinching them a bit gently, you unexpectedly moaned slightly, Sungchan smirked internally as he used the advantage of your opened mouth to insert his tongue inside your wet cavern, exploring every inch of your oral cavity before sucking on your tongue which made you hum.
You tightened your grip on his shoulders as you bucked your hips a little faster than seconds ago. Your lips began moving at a synchronized movement, like a planned choreography that was waiting to happen. You loved how his chapped lips moved against your plump ones, how amateur yet arousing he moved his lips on yours.
The other slowly pulled down your sweatpants, pulling away from your lips upon feeling your bare ass on his palm. "So, you've been sitting on hyung's lap with no underwear on?" Sungchan asked you with a raised brow, making you look away as you blushed hard. "What a slutty whore you are. You belong to me, M/N," he whispered into your ear before placing a harsh slap on your ass cheeks, making you whimper as you hid your face on the crook of his neck.
"I-I'm sorry, Sungchan-ah. I was just teasing Hendery-hyung. It—"
"Stop talking, slut," Sungchan stated as he landed another slap to your ass, making you wince as you wrapped your arms around his neck, hugging him close as you muttered small 'sorry's. "Hm? Sorry? You're sorry?" Sungchan teased before sliding his hands down to the crack of your ass, using his middle finger to prod against you puckered hole.
"A-Ah, Sungchan.." you called out to the other who just chuckled as he inserted the tip of his finger before pulling it back out, making you whimper. "What a-are you doing? Just do it already please."
"Oh? Is that so," he mocked your neediness with a smirk before inserting his finger in, making you wince at the unfamiliar feeling. "Why don't we look for that one spot, hm? It's got to be here somewhere," he hummed as he began fingering your hole at a slow pace. You moaned lightly at this as you let the other do his thing.
Suddenly, he curled his finger at a certain spot that made you let out a rather loud shriek. "Ah! Sungchan, that felt so good!" You stated as you pulled him closer by his neck, moaning a little loud as he began abusing your prostate before inserting another finger into your hole.
"Ssh. M/N-ah, we have to be quiet, y'know? Or else the others or the sunbaes might hear you," he teased before curling his fingers inside you, making you bite his shoulder to muffle out your moans.
Having fun, Sungchan let out a dark chuckle as he continued to finger your hole at a fast pace, your moans muffled by his shoulder. "Mmhm..Sungchan.." you moaned as you began fucking yourself onto his own fingers. "M-More, I need more, Sungie," you begged as you feel him touch his third finger against your entrance. "Yes, yes. Please..more.."
Sungchan smirked before finally inserting the third finger inside your hole inserting them fully inside as he curled them, making you see stars as you curled your toes, though it wasn't evident because of the crocs you were wearing. "You think you're stretched enough, baby?" Sungchan asked as he stopped his movements.
You nodded eagerly as you slumped on his chest, slowly grinding your ass on his hard member. The other hummed as he removed his fingers from your hole, making you whimper at the loss. "Sungchan, hurry. I want you inside me already," you stated as you slowly pulled his shorts and boxers down, your eyes widening in shock at the size. "Uh.."
"What? Didn't you say you wanted it?" Sungchan teased as he leaned closer to whisper in your ear. "You aren't thinking of backing out, are you? I'm pretty sure you aren't," he mocked you as he nibbled on your lobe before trailing kisses down your neck, making you shiver.
Hesitantly, you gulped and lifted yourself a little as you lined his member towards your awaiting hole. Having a little bit of trouble you stood back up and fully removed your sweatpants before straddling his hips back again. "But..it might hurt," you told the other who just rolled his eyes and lifted your hips, making you gasp as you felt the tip of his cock against your hole. "Ah.."
"It won't hurt, M/N. I've already stretched your hole," the other stated before smiling assuringly and kissed your chin as you blinked twice. "You trust me, right?" Sungchan asked you with a chuckle, making you blush hard before nodding at him as your answer. "That's right," he stated before pulling you close and finally entered the tip of his cock into your hole with a squelch, eliciting a pained whimper from you. "Don't worry, baby. I'll push in slowly."
You nodded at him as you let the other guide your hips, slowly inserting his cock into your warmth gently. You began nipping on the side of his neck, trying to distract yourself from the pain to which Sungchan hummed to in satisfaction. "Y-You're so big, Sungie. Hmm.." you moaned as you began sucking on his neck and jaw, creating hickeys to mark your territory.
"I know," he stated with a chuckle before letting out a grunt as he finally bottomed out, your ass hitting his thighs making you whimper cutely as you hugged his neck. "There. It's all in, baby. How do you feel?" Sungchan asked you as he rubbed your back soothingly.
"Hmm..ah..'m good," you stated as you wriggled your a little bit, chuckling at the thought of being able to be connecyed with the person you loved. "Y'know, I was hoping this would happen. I purposely made you jealous just to see your reaction. Sorry, Sungchan."
"You didn't have to, M/N," he stated before raising your hips, making you gasp before you looked at the male who was now smirking devilishly as he stared at you. "You could have just told me how much you wanted my dick," he stated with a sly grin before pushing you back down onto his cock, making you moan loudly. Sungchan chuckled darkly as he placed a finger on your lips as if to tell you to be quiet.
"Hah..Sungchan-ah, don't do that—ah~" you moaned softly as you closed your mouth with your hand, silencing out your sounds as Sungchan began guiding you up and down his cock. "Th-That feels good," you stated as you placed your hands on his shoulders and closed your eyes as you groaned at the pleasure.
"I know it does, M/N. I've always been told just how my cock makes them feel good," he stated, making you look down at Sungchan and furrow your eyebrows at him. "What? I've had a few experiences here and there—FUCK!" Sungchan cursed as you began bouncing on his cock at a faster pace that even you were shocked you could.
Was it because it felt good? You were impatient? Or maybe you were mad that you weren't Sungchan's first whilst he was your first? No, of course not. Who were you kidding, of course you were mad at that! You growled as you placed a hand over his throat and tightened your grip, making the other choke on his words as he looked at you with a bewildered look.
"Sungchan-ah, I'm your wife, aren't I? Wouldn't you consider it wrong if you were talking about others in front of me?" You stated as you fully removed his cock from your hole, Sungchan whining in protest as he tried to hold your hips yet you slapped it away. "I'm the one who's making you feel good now and that will stay that way, got that, bitch?"
The sudden attitude was what caught the other's attention who blinked twice, you growling as you didn't receive an answer from Sungchan. You gritted your teeth and tightened your grip. "Answer me!"
"Y-Yes, yes..of course, M/N," he answered as you smirked and began grinding on his exposed cock yet not fully inserting it into your hole like what he wanted. Sungchan whined as he tried to put his schlong inside you yet you would just slap his hands away from you. "M/N, please. I want to feel my cock inside you," Sungchan managed to let out as you loosened your grip on his throat.
"Really?" You teased as you inserted his tip inside you, giving the other false hopes as you pulled away again, chuckling darkly at Sungchan's needy expression. "You want to feel my hole on your cock? Hm..nah, I don't think you deserve it, baby. You've been a bad boy."
"No, I'll be a good boy. Please, please just let me fuck you already," he groaned as you raised a brow and rolled your eyes as you removed your hand from his throat.
"Fine. But we're still talking about this later," you stated before guiding his huge cock onto your hole before finally inserting the whole length inside your needy fuckhole, Sungchan groaning at the tight warmness, making you gasp as you feel him cum inside you. "Oh? What a naughty bitch. Already cumming without my permission?"
"S-Sorry. I couldn't help it," he reasoned out before he felt you began bouncing on his cock again, his eyes widening as he tried to steady you. "W-Wait, you've already milked me enough. We can—"
"Have you forgotten? I haven't cum yet. Now, be a good boy and let me use you for my own pleasures," you stated as you held onto his shoulders and rode his cock like a pro, the other moaning as tears fell down his eyes in ecstasy. Compared to Sungchan's, your moans were probably a bit louder than his as you continued to make his cock hit your prostate. "Fuck! AH HAH~! FEELS GOOOD!"
Sungchan could feel how you began clenching around his cock as if you wanted him to cum and he couldn't help but let out particularly loud moans everytime you fully inserted it in your hole. "M-M/N, f-fuck..s-so..good, baby," he let out as he held your hips yet you pulled them away. "But M/N, p-please. I-I want to touch you."
You stopped your movements and rolled your eyes. "Fine."
Sungchan smiled as you began riding his cock again, the other cumming yet again as he pulled you close. "M/N, l-let's stop."
"I know you can still keep going, Sungchan. Besides, you're experienced, aren't you? Just hold on a little longer, I'm almsot there," you stated to the other who smiled as he held your hips back.
'Almost there' you said yet he has already came about four or five times yet you still haven't came! For a first-timer you sure do have a lot of stamina. "Ah, ah..ah..M/N, I can't cum anymore. P-Please," he pleaded before you chuckled deeply and tsked.
"Shut up, bitch. You have no say in this," you stated as you began moving up and down his cock a little faster, chasing your high as you let out wanton moans and jerked your cock, the other letting out the same sounds before pulling you close to his chest again, cumming yet again before you came as well onto his shirt. You slumped onto his chest and chuckled. "That was fun."
"F-For you, it w-was. M/N, seriously. I-I think my balls are drained," Sungchan stated as he hugged you.
"You like it anyway."
"....Maybe."
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nct 127 : them apologizing to you after an argument !
[✿] — TAEIL. you’re lying back-to-back in bed, neither able to sleep. at some point in the night, he gives in and you feel a hand on your arm, lips pressed against your shoulder, “will you let me hold you? i promise we will talk about it tomorrow.” as you eventually nod in agreement, you can feel him smile against your skin. he wraps his arms around you, whispering a faint ‘i’m sorry’ before you both finally drift off to sleep with much lighter hearts.
[✿] — JOHNNY. you come home to find him seated on the couch in front of the tv, surrounded by a cozy blanket and a bunch of pillows. he tries to act cool about it, “oh hey, i was just about to watch a movie. you can join if you want.” you almost can’t fight the smile forming on your face as you notice your favorite snacks as well as two cups of hot cocoa on the table. you try to act unfazed and walk past him when he grabs your wrist, “oh come on, it’s your favorite movie and i made the hot cocoa for you myself,” he says then his expression softens, “i’m sorry. can we make up, please? it sucks fighting with you.”
[✿] — TAEYONG. he normally needs time alone to process his emotions and thoughts, which is why he decides to sleep on the couch for the night and he leaves for a while before you wake up in the morning. but he doesn’t leave the house without making you your favorite breakfast, drink, and writing a little note that reads: went for a run, will be back soon. i’m sorry about last night. and he finishes it off with his name, followed by a random, cute doodle.
[✿] — YUTA. he apologizes unreservedly and sincerely with a straight face. his face is pretty passive and aloof but somehow, the emotions and the genuineness is evident in his voice - very subtle voice cracks, hoarse tone. probably sits down and talks about the argument and the cause of it and what you both can do to fix the problem. then he hugs you, light-heartedly saying, "fighting with you is exhausting; i think that just took ten years off my life." then kisses you, murmuring more apologies against your lips.
[✿] — DOYOUNG. arguments with him rarely lasts long; he wants to make up and move on from it as quickly as possible. you're both lying in bed, facing away from each other, both awake and feeling equally guilty. then you roll over and turn around to apologize at the same time. after a moment of gazing at each other, you break into soft giggles and he chuckles as he pulls you into his chest, mumbling apologies and sweet words.
[✿] — JAEHYUN. he apologizes through touch; you guys may not be on speaking terms but at the end of the day, he relents once the cold anger fades. you're standing by the corner in the kitchen at night, lost in your own thoughts until you feel a pair of arms around you from behind; your body instinctively tenses but it relaxes once you recognize who it is. he quietly holds you in a back-hug for a long while before whispering a soft 'i'm so sorry. i love you,'
[✿] — JUNGWOO. his apologies usually come in the form of gifts. you haven't spoken to each other for the whole day but when you come home, you find a bouquet of your favorite flowers on the table in the living room with a pretty card that reads: i'm sorry. when you finally decide to stop avoiding each other afterwards, his face softens as he holds his hand out, anticipating you to take it, and when you do, he gives you an apologetic smile before closing the distance between you and finally verbalizing how sorry he is.
[✿] — MARK. he awkwardly does little things for you; when you drop a pen, he picks it up and hands it to you without a word; when he sees that you’ve forgotten to take the towel into the bathroom, he wordlessly leaves a fresh one by the door. when he’s having a snack and he sees you pass by, he offers you some. if you accept it, he expectantly looks at you. “sooo, we good?” when you respond with a nod, he lets out big sigh of relief before hugging you; “i’m really sorry, y/n,”
[✿] — HAECHAN. tries to add a sense of light-heartedness in an attempt to make the atmosphere less awkward and heavy. flatters you and compliments you. admits what he has done wrong and even adds exaggerated statements like how he’s unworthy of someone as awesome and amazing as you. only when he finally sees you crack a smile or a laugh, he visibly relaxes, and then genuinely and seriously tells you that he’s sorry and that he loves you.
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𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑡𝑜 𝑦𝑜𝑢 - 𝑀𝑎𝑟𝑘 𝐿𝑒𝑒
pairing: Mark Lee x reader
special guest: Jaehyun, Johnny, Yuta, Jungwoo, Taeyong, Doyoung, mention of Haechan
summary: Years ago, you were deeply in love with Mark Lee. He’s your first love and you thought he’d be the last. After finding out why he really dated you, he broke up with you and vanished. You were devastated and heartbroken. Now you were at the airport as the maid of honor of your best friend Aera, her wedding’s in Greece and you were flying three days earlier with her, her fiancé Jaehyun and his best man. Little did you know that Mark Lee was Jaehyun’s best man. Feelings you thought you had buried deep inside bloomed again.
song: back to you - Selena Gomez
genre: exes-to-lovers!au, angst, smut, fluff
warnings: smut, alcohol consumption, swearing
word count: 11.7k
A/N: I’m finally done. This is the last fic of my series and I can’t believe that i’m done with this series. This series means so much to me, not only because I love Selena Gomez, but also because of the meaning behind evey story. Thank you for all of your support, thank you for every comment, like, reblog, ask and follow. This is just the beginning. Also thank you for requesting that you want to read a second part to some of my stories, I’ll try to write them in the upcoming month, march. I hope you enjoy. Thanx
taglist: @alex-chann, @aesthetichrj @bvbyxuxi
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Took you like a shot Thought that I could chase you with a cold evening Let a couple years water down how I'm feeling about you And every time we talk Every single word builds up to this moment And I gotta convince myself I don't want it even though I do
“I have BIG news!” Aera squealed as soon as you opened the door for her. She hugged you tightly and started jumping, you jumped with her even though you had no idea why.
“Why are we jumping around?”
“Greece! I’m getting married in Greece!” she yelled happily, “You know that it’s my dream to get married in Greece and my amazing soon-to-be-husband surprised me with it! Oh god, I can’t believe I’m marrying Jaehyun in fucking GREECE!”
“Holy shit that’s great! But can we stop jumping I might puke.”
You sat down on your couch with Aera, “We need to start planning, the wedding is in 3 weeks. I’ve sent the invitations right before I came here. We booked a hotel with the best view ever and my wonderful maid of honor aka you are flying with me and Jaehyun a two days earlier, you know, to get stuff done and the others come one day before the wedding, your man too, by the way. I can’t wait for my bachelorette party- but remember, I promised Jaehyun no strippers.” Her eyes sparkled as she talked about her wedding and you started thinking about your own future.
Were you ever going to get married? You want to get married, you really do. But what if you never get the chance to? Your boyfriend hated to talk about commitment and marriage, he said living together and dating was enough, but you never felt the same way. You wanted to get married, you want a ring on your finger, and you wanted to call him your husband, not your boyfriend.
Aera left after a while and you were alone, until you heard the door open with a sigh. “I’m home.”
His voice, no, his existence alone triggered you and without knowing you plugged in your earphones. “I said I’m home Y/n. There she fucking goes again, god I’m not going to deal with you tonight.” And without saying anything after that, he left again. Minho, your boyfriend of two and half years, always left you alone. He never bothered to talk to you about the problems in your relationship and after trying and trying, you were sick of it.
Dating him was almost torture but breaking up with him was also difficult. You were so scared of being alone, of not being loved.
Almost three weeks later, you found yourself at the airport with Jaehyun and Aera. Jaehyun looked at his watch every two minutes and he looked really nervous too. “Where the fuck is he?” he mumbled and Aera kicked his leg. “Ouch?” he hissed in pain. “Sorry baby didn’t mean to kick you that hard.”
“What is going on here? Who are we waiting for?” you asked confused. “You didn’t tell her?” Jaehyun asked his fiancée. Aera shook her head.
“W-Well about that- uhm, there’s one thing I have to tell you, but don’t get too mad,” Aera looked at you nervously, “you, uhm… you remember Mark Lee, right? Please forgive me for not telling you, but- fuck, he’s Jaehyun’s best man. He’s coming with us.” Aera closed her eyes, scared of your reaction.
“You are joking right?” your heart pounded against your chest.
“N-No, I really didn’t know that you didn’t know- a-and you know, Mark’s my oldest friend and yeah, and uhm, fuck he’s coming act natural.” Jaehyun looked at his phone and laughed, even though his screen was dark and Aera laughed with him.
“How the fuck am I supposed to act natural?!” you almost yelled bus as soon as you heard Mark’s little hi, your heart stopped beating.
It’s been almost three years since you heard his voice. Every memory played in your mind like a sad movie, the second he asked you to be his girlfriend to the end of your relationship with him, the moment he broke your heart almost made you cry again, but Aera stepped on your foot and you came back to reality.
“Hi.” You said coldly, his last word replaying in your head over and over again.
Aera and Jaehyun watched you and Mark awkwardly and Mark couldn’t find any words to say, except for, “H-hi.”
“Sooo, now that everyone’s here,” Jaehyun handed you your tickets. “Thanks.” Mark mumbled.
You were about to go on board, you didn’t say a word since Mark came and he was busy talking to Aera and Jaehyun. “Y/n, we’ll see you guys when we land alright?”
“What do you mean?” you asked confused, “We sit together? Right?”
“W-Well about that- we are flying first class, we wanted to spoil ourselves a little- please don’t get angry I’m sorry I am so sorry.” Aera whispered and you felt like you could explode any second like a volcano.
“Y-You mean… you’re telling me I have to sit with him for the next couple hours?! All alone?!” you tried to whisper but it was loud enough for Jaehyun and Mark to hear.
“shh! Just, I don’t know, sleep, or watch a movie or maybe just talk to him like a grown up, please do it for me?” she pouted.
“I’m gonna be wasted when we arrive in Greece.” You couldn’t be angry at her. “As long as you don’t kill him.”
Jaehyun and Aera entered the plane first and left you and Mark alone. “So, how have you been?”
The audacity.
“Good.” You mumbled. How long until you could enter that fucking plane?
“Me too, well, I’d say ok-“
“Look, Mark. I’m doing this for our friends, okay? I’m not interested in your life. I don’t want to talk to you unless it’s about the wedding. Did I make myself clear?” maybe you were mean and bitchy, but after everything he had done to you, you didn’t care.
He just nodded and looked down to his feet.
Half an hour later, you were seated on the plane right next to Mark. It’s not your first time flying, but it was Mark’s first time, and he was fucking scared.
“This is captain Lee Taeyong speaking, I’m your pilot for our flight to Mykonos, Greece. My co-pilot for today is Kim Doyoung. Please enjoy your flight.”
After the announcement and the instructions, you were ready to go.
The plane started moving and you could feel Mark tensing up next to you. His grip on the hand rest tightened and his knuckles turned white.
You tried so hard to ignore him, but you couldn’t. You should laugh at him, take pictures of his suffering- but you held his hand and assured it him that it’ll be over.
Mark looked at you and then back at your hands. Your thumb slowly stroked his hand and he stopped thinking about the plane and he could only think about your hand holding his.
You held his hand until you saw the flight attendant walk around.
Mark thanked you but you ignored him.
“Hello, would you like to have some water or coffee?” the flight attendant asked you and Mark.
“Just a water please.” Mark said.
“Do you have something stronger? Wine? Or champagne?”
“Sure ma’am.”
“Alright I’d like to have some champagne.” You smiled and she nodded.
Mark looked at you, eyes a little wide.
Four glasses later, you were a little tipsy.
“I think you had enough-“ Mark tried to stop you from ordering another glass.
“You don’t know anything about me!” you protested.
“Y/n, get some sleep come on-“
“Mind your own business.” You plugged in your Airpods and ignored him. You didn’t want him to interact with you and If you have to stop drinking for him to shut up, you sadly had to.
You closed your eyes and leaned back. You didn’t notice Mark’s eyes on you, watching your pretty features as your chest raised with every breath you took.
Shortly after, you fell asleep.
You could break my heart in two But when it heals, it beats for you I know it's forward but it's true
Three years ago
“It was a game. I won and now it’s over.” Mark said coldly as he looked away.
“What do you mean a game? And what is over? Mark, babe, I don’t understand.” Maybe you knew, maybe you tried to hide the fact that you saw it coming. Your relationship was too good to be true.
“I told my friends that I could fuck you within a year, and I did. We’ve been dating for ten months. I won. I can’t believe I waited ten months to fuck you.” He said casually.
“What?”
“Are you deaf? I fucked you and I got a lot of cash in exchange. Now we’re over. As simple as that.”
“You’re joking? Right? You love me, Mark. We love each other. It’s not funny.” Your voice broke.
“I’m not fucking joking,” he showed you the money he got, “Now, please get the fuck out of my apartment. Oh, and take your toothbrush with you.”
You were crying and that annoyed him. “Why are you fucking crying?!”
“M-Mark please don’t do this- I love you. I have never loved anyone like I love you. P-Please tell me you’re lying.” You sobbed.
“You know what, I’m leaving. Leave before I come back.”
Mark didn’t want to leave, but watching you cry and sob hurt him, he would never admit that to you but deep down, he felt something for you. Mark thought ending things with you was better than walking on eggshells. It was a matter of time until you would find out. He didn’t want to risk you finding out from someone else. The least he could do was tell you, face to face.
You loved him, you really loved him so much. He was a perfect boyfriend. There was not a single day you doubt him or your relationship. It hurt, you first ever heartbreak and you didn’t know how to handle the pain.
I wanna hold you when I'm not supposed to When I'm lying close to someone else You're stuck in my head and I can't get you out of it If I could do it all again I know I'd go back to you I know I'd go back to you I know I'd go back to you
After your breakup with Mark, you felt your life slowly falling apart. You were barely present in class and you stopped interacting with your friends. You drowned in self-pity and you fell deeper and deeper. Only Aera was there for you. After so many years of friendship, she always got your back.
“Is the pain ever going to stop?” you asked her between sobs.
“Honey, it’ll take a while, but I promise you, it’ll stop.”
Aera and Jaehyun were dating since first year of college and he told you that he had no idea about his oldest friend’s plan. Jaehyun was happy to see his friend happy- because was happy whenever he was with you. You went on double dates and spent so much time together, Jaehyun really thought that you and Mark were going to end up together.
“I swear I didn’t know. His other friends- that Haechan guy and the others were with him. He never told me because he know that we’re friends.”
“It’s okay, Jae. You’re not as childish as they’re. Don’t worry about it. I’m fine.”
And Jaehyun and Aera never left your side until college was over. During your time thinking about life and finishing college, you met Minho, your current boyfriend. You started dating and you thought he’d help you get over Mark, but he only made you feel worse.
He was a fuckboy, he fucked anyone with tits, and even though you knew it, you still agreed to date him.
Multiple fights and breakups followed, and you always end up at Aera’s or Minho would leave for a couple days.
Whenever you were lonely, and it was the case most of time, you thought about Mark. You missed him, his lips, his touches, the way he laughed and his silly jokes. You missed the way he said I love you and how warm and loved you felt with him.
No matter how hard Mark hurt you, you didn’t regret falling in love with him. You’d do it again and again.
We never got it right Playing and replaying old conversations Overthinking every word and I hate it 'Cause it's not me And what's the point in hiding Everybody knows we got unfinished business And I'll regret it if I didn't say this isn't what it could be
Two days until the wedding
Mark shook you softly and tried to wake you up. “Hey, Y/n. We’re here. Wake up.”
“Just a little longer Markie.” You mumbled in your sleep as you held his hand. When you landed, Mark got scared again and just held your hand without asking you. You were asleep after all.
Mark’s heart was about to explode. He blushed at the nickname. You used to call him Markie every time you were sleepy or acting like a baby to get his attention.
And every fucking time he fell for it and his heart softened. “Okay baby.” This time Mark stroked your hand with his thumb.
About three minutes later, the flight attendant came to wake her. “Sir, ma’am. You need to leave the plane. We landed almost ten minutes ago.”
You slowly woke up and stretched your arms. “What? Oh, sorry.” You stood up, a little too fast. Everything was spinning, Mark held your waist and you fell on his lap.
“Are you sure we landed? Everything’s spinning around.” You held your head, not noticing that you were on Mark’s lap. “Y/n, uhm, could you stand up? But do it slowly this time!” he still held your waist. “What? Oh, shit, sorry.” You stood up, a little slower this time.
“Y/n! Mark! What took you so long? What the hell?” Aera looked strictly but as she saw Mark’s arm around your waist she softened. “S-she’s a little tipsy.” Mark said, cheeks red.
“Of course, she is.”
“Am not! Oh my god, the weather is so good!” your eyes were slightly open but as soon as you saw the sea and the beautiful architecture your smiled brightly. You pushed Mark’s arm off and started unbuttoning your shirt.
Mark’s eyes widened, and Jaehyun turned around, he didn’t want to watch you take off your clothes. Aera’s mouth fell open and Mark kept on watching you. Your tank top under your shirt rose a little and Mark’s eyes travelled to your soft skin. You put your shirt in your handbag and took out your sunglasses.
Mark’s eyes never left your body, his eyes going up to your breasts. He needs to get away from you or he’ll lose his mind.
“You can turn back baby, she’s wearing something underneath.”
“J-Jaehyun maybe we should… you know.” Mark locked eyes with Jaehyun.
“What you mean Mark?” Jaehyun asked cluelessly.
“A car, you know, for the hotel.”
“Oh yeah right. Ladies, don’t move away, we’ll go rent a car.” Jaehyun kissed Aera and then they left.
“I’m going to kill him.” You breathed out after Mark left. “You won’t.” Aera posed next to you as you took selfies together. “I will. I hate him. He acts like nothing happened, like, like he never broke my heart. As if we’re old friends or shit like that.”
“He acts totally shy around you. I think you intimidate him. Did you see how he watched you when you took off your shirt? That idiot was and is so into you.” Aera always thought that Mark loved you, no matter what he did. You don’t date someone for months just for 50 bucks. “He’s a man. As soon as they see tits, they’re on their knees.” You laughed.
“Well, maybe you should let him kneel for you a little longer. I guess he’s into that.” She giggled.
“I can’t believe that you just said that.” You closed your eyes. “Well, Jaehyun’s into that.”
“Jaehyun’s into what?” Jaehyun asked as he heard his name. “Into me of course.”
“That’s why I’m marrying you.” He pulled her in for a kiss- a very steamy and hot kiss. “Hello? Keep it PG-13 please.” You looked at them with disgust in your eyes. Mark awkwardly coughed next to you. “The car is ready.”
You were in the backseat with Mark, he was a little close for your liking. “Your leg is touching mine.” You said. “And?” he asked.
“I don’t like it.”
“Sounds like a you problem.” He said back. “Excuse me?” you said in disbelief.
Jaehyun and Aera locked eyes for a second.
Aera turned the radio louder and it was your song.
“Y/n! Isn’t that your favorite song?!” she yelled through the music. Mark glanced at you. He remembered the song. You had your first kiss with Mark, and that song was playing in the background. You were in his car, just like right now, in the backseat.
“No. It’s not.” You said as you looked out.
“What? But it’s in your Spotify playlist. What was it called? Fav songs? Best songs? His songs? My songs?” she kept on asking and you couldn’t take it anymore. “’Our songs’ but I deleted that because that playlist was stupid. Now, please. Change that songs.”
Mark smiled to himself. You still had the playlist called our songs? Mark and you created that playlist when you were dating and you always listened to it, over thousand times and it never got boring.
“Fine.” She sighed. “No! Don’t change that song. I-it is my favorite song.” Mark said and you looked at him with furrowed brows.
“Okay.”
“Change it.” You demanded.
“Don’t.” Mark was looking at you too. “Aera, change the song.” You said through gritted teeth.
“Aera I’ll jump out of the car If you change it.” Mark threatened.
“He won, Y/n, sorry. He threatened with his life.”
You didn’t say anything because the song changed. You looked back to your phone, ignoring Mark.
“We’re here.” Jaehyun parked the car and you mouth fell open. The hotel looked stunning. “Holy shit. This place is fucking gorgeous.” Aera said happily. “Only the best for my fiancée.” Jaehyun was fucking cheesy but Aera loved it.
The hotel was not exactly like a hotel. It was more like little white house’s next to each other with a pool and a perfect view. The house was bigger than you thought, many guest rooms, a big room for the couple and a very big room for you and Mark, at the end of the hallway, far away from Jaehyun and Aera’s room.
“If you excuse us for a while, we have things to discuss in our room,” Jaehyun said as he winked at Aera. “But we’ll get dinner together. Don’t go too far, stay in your rooms or go swimming we don’t really care just leave us alone for an hour-“ Aera kicked his leg again. “or three.”
After unpacking your stuff, you decided to go to the pool. You changed to your black two-piece swimsuit and left your room and at the same time Mark opened his door and left his room. He was in his swim trunks and he stopped his movements as soon as he saw you leaving your room.
Mark tried to hide his gaze on your body, but he was quite obvious. “Stop staring.”
“I-I’m not staring.” He looked away.
“Sure.” You made your way outside, to the pool. It was extremely hot, you put your towel on the beach chair next to the pool and sat down, ready to put on some sunscreen. Mark entered the porch and looked at you. You put sunscreen on your legs and didn’t break the eye contact.
You wanted to tease him, provoke him so you put on a show. You slowly pulled the straps of your swimsuit down and slowly put the sunscreen on your neck and shoulders until you reached the upper part of your breasts. You didn’t need to look at Mark, you felt his eyes on your as he put his stuff down next to you.
“Mark?”
“Y-Yes?” he stuttered, his focus on your breasts.
“Could you help me? I can’t reach my back.” You said innocently.
Mark gulped, “Y-yeah I can, uhm, I can do that for you.”
Mark wasn’t the only one watching. You watched him too. You watched him take off his shirt and you couldn’t look away. He looked hot, hotter than before. Did he start working out? He caught you watching him and smirked at you. You threw the sunscreen to him and turned around. You untied the bikini bra but held it against your breasts.
He squeezed a little on his hand and slowly put it on your lower back, slowly massaging it into your skin. You didn’t know If his hands were cold or If the sunscreen was cold, but after he touched you, your entire body shivered. You got goosebumps, you even felt your nipples harden.
“Yes Mark, just like that.” You teased him again.
“Feels good?”
“Mhm…” you moaned.
His face was close to yours, you could feel his breathe against your neck. His hands slowly travelled down, slightly about your ass. “Hands up, Mark.” You pushed his hands up again, you wouldn’t let him touch your ass.
You leaned back, your head was resting on Mark’s shoulder. You were sitting between his legs and you grabbed his thigh after he put a little bit pressure on your back. You weren’t going to lie- it really felt good. Your muscles relaxed, you closed your eyes and just let him touch you.
“You want me to go harder?” he whispered in your ear. “Yes, please go harder on me.” And he did. You squeezed his thigh, your hand travelled higher and higher, “Fuck.” He mumbled under his breath and when you stopped, you moved forwards. “That’s enough.”
You tied your bikini bra back up and turned to him. He quickly tried to hide his bulge with a towel. “Are you perhaps turned-on Mark?” you mocked him.
“Your nipples are hard. I guess you are turned-on.”
He was right. You were turned on and your nipples were hard. “No, I’m not. Why would that turn me on? My nipples are hard b-because it’s cold. And stop looking you pervert!” you crossed your arms in front of you and made your way to the pool.
“Cold my ass.” He mumbled.
You slowly entered the pool, step by step. The temperature was good, you hoped your nipples would calm down. You watched Mark enter the pool, he was on the other side looking at you.
“This is my side and that is yours. Stay on your side and don’t bother me.” You told him strictly. Mark nodded and watched you. You just stared at each other and then Mark dove into the water. He swam towards you and when he got out, he was right in front of you, face, and hair wet. Chest rising and falling, eyes on you. Mark was really close, like, really close. You could feel the bulge against your thigh.
“What are you doing?” you asked.
“Swimming.” He caged you in his arms and pushed your body softly against the wall. He looked at you and the beautiful view of Greece and the ocean he had.
“Swim on your side of the pool.” He was annoying you so much.
“I have a better view from here.” Mark said as he looked you in the eyes. “Fine, you can stay here-“
“Don’t go.” He whispered. “Why? I’m blocking your view.”
“You are the view.”
You didn’t say anything back- you couldn’t. Your heart was beating against your chest, breathing got difficult and you couldn’t calm down. He was so close, you were about to lose your mind.
Mark wasn’t doing any better. You looked ethereal. You looked as beautiful as the first time he had met you. You were even prettier and the way you were so cold to him was kind of hot. Mark thought that his feelings for you died but seeing you after such a long time only made him realize, that his feelings for you got even stronger.
He always asked Jaehyun about you, but Jaehyun punched him and told him to fuck off because he had hurt his girlfriends’ best friend and his own friend, too. In Jaehyun’s eyes, Mark was a great friend, and he would trust him with his life, but after what he had done to you, Mark lost the right to know about your life. Still, Mark tried to find out If you were feeling any better after the breakup. If you were happy without him in your life, but he always failed and reaching out to you would be the worst thing he could do to you.
Mark’s hands were on your waist. He pushed his body against yours and he knew how nervous you were, but two can play this game.
Your hand was on his toned stomach, caressing it softly and then going down. You never broke eye contact and when your hand landed on his crotch, softly squeezing his bulge, he let out a moan. You were bold, you kept on playing with his bulge and Mark’s lips were attacking your neck. He placed soft kisses and started sucking.
“Fuck, Y/n. It feels so good. Please don’t stop.” He moaned as he squeezed your waist slightly. Before you could realize what exactly was happening, your phone rang.
“Ignore it.” Mark mumbled, his lips leaving your skin for a second.
“Mark- no.”
“Please… I’m so close.” He kissed your neck up to your jaw. You wanted to keep doing whatever the fuck you were doing with fucking Mark Lee, but your phone never stopped ringing. “You’re close?”
“Yes baby, so close.”
And you stopped your hand movements immediately. “W-What no please-“ he begged but you pushed him away. “You’re a big boy, right? You don’t need me.” You stepped out of the pool and wrapped the towel around yourself. Mark was painfully hard, and he was about to cum.
You took your phone and looked at the messages you just got. Minho texted you and you realized that you just gave Mark a handjob, even though he didn’t cum, and you totally forgot about Minho’s existence. Not that Minho always had you on his mind.
“You have got to be kidding me.” You said.
Mark looked at you curiously.
You called Minho immediately, not caring If you lost so much money since you called someone abroad.
“What the fuck does that mean?!” you asked angrily.
“I’m busy- I can’t attend the wedding.”
“Busy my ass, fuck you. This is my best friend’s wedding, the least you could do is to come to the wedding and stay next to your fucking girlfriend.” You were so angry, you didn’t care about anything.
Mark didn’t want to listen to your private conversation- and he had to jerk off- but after hearing the word girlfriend, he stopped in his tracks and listened.
“I have so much work and it’s just a wedding- I’ll make it up to you.” Minho said but you were distracted by the voices and music. “A-Are you at the club? You promised you’d never do that again?!”
“I’m with some colleagues-“ he lied.
“It’s fine. I don’t have time for this right now.” You hung up without listening to him any further. You were exhausted, so fucking exhausted. You turned to your left and saw Mark watching you. “Who was that?” he asked.
“None of your business.” You were cold to him again. Mark was about to say something, but you left without giving him the chance.
The only thing on your mind right now was Mark’s lips on your body. You took a hot shower and changed into a pretty sundress, perfect for the hot weather.
Mark was under the shower, after he jerked off, you still didn’t leave his mind. All he could think about was you and the person to whom you were talking.
After an hour, Aera told you to get ready- you were all going out for dinner. You all got ready and left the house. You were in the backseat with Mark again, not exchanging a word with the three, you were in your own world.
When you felt Mark’s hand on your thigh you turned your head to him. “Huh?”
“Burgers? What do you say?” he asked softly and pulled his hand back. “Sure.” You just wanted to drink, you didn’t care about food.
Jaehyun parked next to a restaurant and when you entered, you were all shocked. It was a beautiful restaurant with a terrace and a pretty view. Aera was next to you, Jaehyun across from her and Mark right across from you.
It felt like back then when you were going on actual double dates. “I think I have a déjà vu?” Jaehyun laughed awkwardly. “Ouch!” Mark yelped. “Sorry Mark, I wanted to kick Jaehyun.” Aera said. “Why would you want to kick me?” he asked his girlfriend. “Babe, shut up.” It was so awkward.
Mark looked at you, he knew exactly what Jaehyun was talking about. “Do you guys remember when the waiter pushed Jaehyun’s head into the cake?” Mark laughed at the memory the four of your shared. You didn’t say anything, but the others laughed. “Oh my god that was hilarious. He tasted so delicious.” Aera winked at him. “Okay, well, uhm, I wasn’t talking about that.” Mark scratched the back of his head awkwardly.
“My baby likes it when her fiancée tastes like strawberries.” Jaehyun smirked at Aera.
“This is absolutely not something we want to hear, Jesus.” Mark said disgusted.
After finishing dinner, you walked on the beach together. “Hey, babe, what’s on your mind?” Aera pulled you back to talk to you. She knew something was up.
“I just- Minho isn’t coming and I’m not sad about it. Why am I not sad about it?” you asked her. “Thanks god- I mean, I think your brain started working finally. Do you even see a future with him?” she asked you. “No, I don’t b-but I’ll never have future with anyone- I guess I’m just not worth-“
“If you dare to finish that sentence, I’ll push you into the water.” Aera threatened you. “Listen, I know when you are happy, and there was not a single time you were happy in that relationship, not like you were with that dumbass-“ she pointed at Mark, “The last time I saw you truly happy was with him, and I’m not saying go get Mark, I’m saying that Minho isn’t worth it. You are too good for him and there’s someone who loves you so much and who deserved your love and attention. Not that looser.”
And your eyes never left Mark’s back.
Something inside you switched, you don’t need a man next to you to be happy, well definitely not a man like Minho- he wasn’t even a man. After all the tears and fights you finally opened your eyes, and you knew that you deserve better.
“Fuck this shit I’m breaking up with that piece of shit.” And you really did. Aera held your hand as you dialed his number and called him.
“Y/n? It’s fucking 4 am.” Minho said. “Babe-“ you heard in the background, but you didn’t fucking care.
“You know what, I don’t even fucking care. Do whatever you want- thanks god you aren’t coming. I don’t have to make memories with an asshole like you. Go back to your slut. I’ll get my stuff when I’m back. I’m done with you” And you hung up.
You felt better than ever before.
You didn’t feel like crying- you were happy, you wanted to make great memories with your best friend and after so many years, you finally broke up with Minho. You felt free and when you looked to your left, to the stunning view you had, you just smiled.
“I’m so proud of you. You know, there are a couple single friends of Jaehyun coming to the wedding, maybe you’ll get some dick.” She wiggled her eyebrows. “Jaehyun’s friends? Are we really sure about that?” you joked, looking at Mark again.
“You are right.”
Meanwhile, Mark and Jaehyun were talking about you.
“Dude, she was talking about someone not attending the wedding and like, she said girlfriend or something, I don’t know- is she… is Y/n dating someone?” Mark asked, he was scared of the answer. He had hope to get you back, but when you were someone else’s, he couldn’t do anything.
“Yeah, Minho. Such a piece of shit, like, he’s worse than you-“
“Hey!”
“Sorry, but like, what you did was an asshole move but he’s like constantly an asshole, I think that’s worse than being a dick just once. He cheats and yells and is so fucking disrespectful, if it weren’t for Y/n I’d kill him and I can’t believe that he’s coming to my wedding, god.”
Mark was shocked, you’re really dating someone like him?
“Why isn’t she leaving him?” he asked Jaehyun. “I don’t really know, they started dating right after you left, maybe she tried to move on with him.”
Mark knew he had hurt you really bad, but you tried to move on that soon? Why did you touch him like that when you have a boyfriend? Why did you let him kiss your neck and be so close?
“Let’s go to the club!” you yelled happily, and Mark turned to you. “Club?” he asked.
“Yes, the fucking club, I want to get wasted!” you sang happily.
And the next stop was a club. After a couple shots (Jaehyun didn’t drink anything except for water, he’s the driver), you and Aera danced on the dancefloor happily together. You felt so alive and excited, you jumped around and Mark couldn’t keep his eyes away from you.
The way your dress slightly rose and exposed your beautiful legs. He hoped nobody else was looking at you like he did.
“You’re staring.” Jaehyun said.
“Am not.”
“You’re so fucking obvious, it physically hurts me to see you like this.” Jaehyun patted Mark’s back.
“Do you think she still hates me?” Mark asked. “Well, I would.”
“That’s not helpful.” Mark gulped down another shot. “Alright, I’m sorry. She’s like, pissed, but I don’t think she hates you.”
“Baby! Dance with me!” Aera pulled Jaehyun to the dance floor and he didn’t resist. He had to show everyone that Aera was his girl, his fiancée. Dancing slowly turned into a make out session and not even five minutes later, they left the dancefloor and entered the restroom.
After dancing for so long, you returned back to your table. “What are you doing here all alone?” you asked Mark.
“Drinking.” He drank shot after shot. “Share with me.” You sat down next to him, really close. Your thighs touching and his gaze on your legs made you smirk.
“Let’s play a game. We’ll ask questions and If we don’t want to answer, we take a shot. Okay?”
You nodded, that could get really interesting. You ordered a whole vodka bottle and started the game.
“Ladies first.”
“What a gentleman. Well, okay, I got a question. Did you get to cum today?” you asked boldly. “I did.” He smirked at you.
“Okay, uhm, were you turned on?”
You took a shot, yes you were so turned on, but you wouldn’t say that out loud.
Mark looked you in the eyes, “Do I look hot?”
“So fucking hot.” Mark said without thinking.
“Do you want me to touch you?” he asked now, you took a shot, which was a pretty obvious answer to him. He put his hand on your thigh. He squeezed slightly. “I never said yes.” You said. “You also never said no. Do you want me to stop touching you?”
“It’s not your turn.” Which meant that you didn’t want him to stop touching you.
After a couple shots, Mark finally asked you the question he was dying to ask.
“Did you miss me?” his face was serious, and he looked you the deep in the eyes. Whenever Mark asked you a question to which you couldn’t say no, you took a shot, just like you did at this question. Mark knew that you had missed him.
“I missed you. So much.” He came closer, nose brushing yours. Mark pressed his lips on the corner of your lips. He slightly pulled back and you looked at you, you weren’t stopping him, so he continued.
The next kiss landed on the tip of your nose and then on the other corner of your lips. Mark squeezed your thigh with a little bit more pressure as he finally placed his lips on yours. Mark kissed you slowly and without realizing it, you kissed him back. You shut your eyes and let him kiss you. He kissed you with so much passion, so much longing and you cupped his cheeks to pull him closer.
His right hand held you by your waist and squeezed it, you gasped, and he put his hot muscle in your mouth. His tongue was playing with yours, he sucked on your lower lip and you could feel yourself getting wetter with every touch and every kiss. You forgot that you were in public, everyone could watch your heavy make-out session with Mark.
“M-Mark-“ you moaned.
“Mhmm…” he didn’t want to stop-
“Mark- there are people around -fuck- us-“ when he started kissing your neck, you lost it.
“Don’t care.” And he kept kissing your skin. “I can’t get enough of you.” He smirked as he left a mark on your skin.
You opened your eyes and saw Jaehyun and Aera coming. You pushed Mark away and acted like you didn’t just have the best kiss of your life.
“We’re done,” Aera giggled, “We should go back, it’s late and we should get sober until tomorrow night. I want to remember my bachelorette party.”
You just nodded, grabbed your purse, and left the club with the others coming after you.
The car ride was awkward. Mark wanted to hold your hand, but you tried to leave as much space as possible between you. Your head was spinning, you wanted him but the voice in your head told you to back off.
Mark was silent the whole ride back and after you left, he could finally breath again.
“The others are coming tomorrow, I trust my best man to take care of them.” Jaehyun and Mark talked on the way back to the house and you tried to ignore the fact that Mark was really walking right next to you.
“Of course, dude. You’re bachelor party is going to be crazy, by the way.” Mark planed something big for Jaehyun.
“No strippers.” Jaehyun warned.
“No strippers for you.” Mark teased even though he was suddenly not interested in seeing women, except for you. You were on his mind and you just didn’t want to leave.
That kind of hurt you.
You accidently locked eyes with Mark, and he wanted to punch himself. “I- I mean I don’t want them either- you know? I swear I didn’t book any strippers.” Mark tried to save himself, but you just rolled your eyes.
“We’re going to have strippers though, Aera.”
“What? Aera, babe, I thought we said no strippers.” Jaehyun pouted.
“I told her! Y/n No strippers!” Aera panicked.
“No strippers for you.” You mocked Mark and he glared at you.
“No strippers and that’s final.” Jaehyun said strictly like a dad, pointing his finger at me.
“I was just joking- don’t worry. No strippers. Promise.”
You could break my heart in two But when it heals, it beats for you I know it's forward but it's true
The next day was hectic. Family members and friends finally arrived and you, as the maid of honor, tried your best to be there for them and for Aera. Mark on the other hand just hung out with Jaehyun. The wedding is tomorrow and the bachelor parties are tonight. Aera was a little stressed, even with your help. She was talking with the catering company and you could see how exhausted she was.
“Aera, go take a long relaxing bath, I got this. I have your list and all of the information. Let me manage this, you need to relax and enjoy this. I don’t want you to stress.” You told her.
“You’re right, I trust you with this.”
You did everything you had to do. You were done with the check list and when you were about to go to your room to take a quick nap, a voice interrupted you.
“So, Y/n. Did you get hotter? Or is it just the weather in Greece?”
You turned around and faced Johnny Suh. A close friend of Jaehyun and he was always flirting with you, even when you dated Mark, but it was harmless. He was always nice and kind and you flirted back, just for fun of course and well, you liked making Mark jealous.
“Oh look at you! Long time no see.” You hugged him and the other boys trailing after him. Mark leading the boys and watching you and Johnny flirt right in front of him.
You hugged the others, and they didn’t know how to act, since Mark was glaring at them, which you didn’t notice.
“So Y/n, do you need any help?” Johnny said, winking at you.
“I’m actually done with everything, I was about to take a nap.”
“A nap? Come on, we’re in Greece. Let’s go to the beach.” Johnny suggested and everyone agreed with him, even Mark.
You thought about it for a second. Going to beach sound perfect, who knows If you ever come to Greece again.
“Alright, I’ll go get my stuff and change.”
You changed to your bikini and a sundress. You packed your back, a couple towels, sunscreen, and your sunglasses. The boys were already waiting for you. Jungwoo, Mark, Johnny and Yuta were the only ones who wanted to go to the beach. Jaehyun was napping and the others wanted to go to the city.
You were sitting between Jungwoo and Mark. Johnny was driving and Yuta took the passenger seat. You pressed your legs together, you didn’t want to touch Mark’s legs. After everything that happened last night, you were scared and you didn’t know what to do. Mark wasn’t doing any better. It was so awkward and if he could, he would kiss you again.
Not even 15 minutes later, you arrived at the beach and it was such a beautiful view.
“Wow, it’s so beautiful.” You said with wide eyes.
“Not as beautiful as you are.” Johnny flirted and you softly hit him on the shoulder, “Shut up.”
Mark tried to ignore Johnny’s flirty behavior, but it was so hard, even back when you and Mark were still dating, he hated it whenever Johnny flirted like that with you. He didn’t even know why, he shouldn’t have cared, he was only dating you for the money, right? But now it was different. Now he cared even more, he wanted you and it drove him crazy that you ignored him all day.
When you settled down right in front of the beach, Yuta and Jungwoo dropped everything and ran straight into the water.
“They didn’t put any sunscreen on.” Johnny mumbled, “Can you help me put some on Y/n?” he asked you.
“Sure.”
Once again, Mark wanted to punch his friend.
The way you put sunscreen on Johnny’s back was quick, you wanted to annoy Mark, you didn’t want him to think that you were really interested in Johnny. Johnny thanked you and asked you if you need help too and when you nodded, Mark remembered when he put sunscreen on your back yesterday.
Mark smirked at the memory, you’re so beautiful and your moans were so pretty and-
Mark’s thoughts were interrupted by you.
“Johnny, you are so strong, it feels so good.”
How could you say that, Mark thought.
“Y/n are you still with that piece of shit?” Johnny asked you as he massaged your back. “No I broke up with him.”
“So you’re single right?”
“Fuck- Yes, single.” You closed your eyes and enjoyed the massage you were getting.
“Hyung, I think Yuta is calling your name.” Mark interrupted.
“I can’t hear anything?” you mumbled.
“For real, he called your name just a second ago, maybe you should go look after him.”
Johnny’s plan worked. Johnny could hear the jealousy in Mark’s voice. Johnny wasn’t really interested in you, yeah you were pretty and you have a great personality, but you were still Mark’s ex-girlfriend and Johnny knew that Mark still liked you, even though he never admitted that.
“Alright, maybe Mark can continue?” Johnny asked you.
“I don’t know… Mark’s not as strong as you are.” You teased.
“I am strong, did you forget about yesterday-“
“Okayyyy.” Johnny laughed awkwardly and left you two.
Mark placed his hands on your back, he softly massaged you. You were laying on your stomach and Mark slowly untangled your bikini straps.
“How is this?” he asked you as he put a little pressure on your back.
“G-Good, so good.”
“You like making me jealous huh?” his hand travelled down but he stopped right before your butt.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” You said innocently even though you knew exactly what he was talking about.
“Oh baby, you do. You know what I’m talking about,” he put a little bit of pressure on your neck, “I really want to spank you for behaving like a brat.”
“Do it.”
“Don’t play with me.” Mark bend forward and pressed his lips on your bare shoulder. He left wet kisses on your skin and you closed your eyes and let him.
You missed him. You missed Mark so much. You wanted him and he wanted you, but there was still something holding you back.
You got interrupted by the ringing of your phone.
Mark pulled back and when you tried to stand up to reach for your phone, you forgot that your bikini was loose.
“Oh shit-“ you laid back and Mark giggled. He tied your straps back together and you finally answered your phone.
“Hi Aera, yeah we’re at the beach. Everything is done, don’t worry I took care of everything. Yeah be ready at 9 I’m not telling you what I’ve planned. The dress code is red and short. No Jaehyun won’t get jealous because he won’t get to see you until the wedding. Oh, I’m- I’m with Mark right now- would you shut up we’re not-“ you glanced at Mark who was already looking at you, “I’m hanging up now.”
Aera teased you with Mark, she asked you why you were alone with him and if you were doing dirty things with him.
“I’m going to the boys, are you coming?” you asked him softly.
Mark just nodded and trailed after you.
I wanna hold you when I'm not supposed to When I'm lying close to someone else You're stuck in my head and I can't get you out of it If I could do it all again I know I'd go back to you I know I'd go back to you
After your fun beach day, you got ready for the bachelorette party. Aera’s three other friends were also coming and knew about your plan. You booked a limousine and a VIP place in a club, it wasn’t much, but Aera liked it the traditional way.
After changing to a short red dress with thin straps, you put on makeup and you were ready to go. The others were also ready and Aera tried to hide herself.
“Jaehyun can’t see me like this- he’d rip this dress off me, then he would fuck me and then he would burn it.”
“Calm down, Johnny told me that they already left.” You assured her.
“Fine. Fuck I look so hot.” Aera opened her front camera once again and looked at herself.
“Yes you do and now let’s get wasted!!” one of her other friends said.
Driving in a limousine was fun, Aera popped the champagne bottle carefully and after driving around the city for 3 hours and having fun in the limousine, you arrived at the club.
You entered the VIP lounge and the night started perfectly. Everyone was having fun, dancing, and drinking.
Aera secretly texted Jaehyun that she missed him and loved him. She also left for about five minutes just to talk to him in the restroom.
“Where the hell were you?” you asked her.
“I was talking to Jaehyun I’m sorry I’ll turn my phone off now.”
And she did, of course after she texted Jaehyun that she was turning her phone off, she didn’t want him to worry and also have fun.
After that, Aera drank and danced like there was no tomorrow.
You were also having the time of your life, it’s been so long since you danced freely in a club. No, it’s been so long since you had fun at all. When you were with Minho, you never had any fun. It was always about him, his pleasure, his feelings, everything about him. All you could think about was Mark when you were with Minho. No matter how much Mark hurt you, when he was your boyfriend, he was always perfect. He valued you more than Minho ever did. You shouldn’t be thinking about Mark when you were lying next to someone else, but you couldn’t help it.
“Y/n?”
You turned around and your eyes met Mark’s.
“M-Mark? Are you real? Or am I dreaming?” you giggled, you were tipsy.
“I’m real,” he stroked your cheek, “This island is so small, we ended up at the same club.”
You wrapped your arms around his neck and he put his hands on your waist. “I was thinking about you the whole day.” you admitted, you were drunk and drunk you always said the truth.
“Me too. Couldn’t get you out of my head.”
“Are you drunk?” you asked.
“No, but I’m still telling you the truth. I missed you.”
“I miss-“
“Y/n! Jaehyun is here and he can’t see Aera, it’s almost midnight! It’s bad luck to see the bride before the wedding!” Aera’s friend giggled, “and she’s so fucking drunk and I’m so drunk too,” she giggled again.
You sobered up quickly, thanks god you didn’t drink much, there has to be someone sober enough to take care of everyone and you could never forgive yourself if anything happens before the wedding.
“I’ll take her back to the hotel, you guys can stay and have more fun.” You told her and she thanked you and told you to call if anything happens.
Mark followed you, he helped you carry Aera to the taxi.
“I’ll come with you.” Mark said.
“Don’t worry about us. I can take care of us, go have fun with the boys.” You smiled softly.
“No I want to be with you- I mean, I was bored anyway, and tomorrow is the big day, I should have some… sleep.” He scratched the back of his head nervously.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes.”
When you arrived at the hotel, Mark helped you carry Aera to your room. She was going to stay with you for tonight, Jaehyun shouldn’t see her before the wedding.
“Sleep tight, tomorrow is going to be your big day.” you said as you tugged her in.
You turned to Mark with a small smile on your face, “Thank you. For helping me with her.”
“Of course. Uhm, do you, only if you want to of course, do you want to drink something with me? In m-my room if that’s okay for you. I mean it’s still early and I’m not really sleepy, you know.” Mark rambled.
“Yeah, sure.” You said shyly.
Mark opened the door and you entered his room. His room was clean and had a perfect view. Even at night, the view was beautiful. The lights in the dark, the moon shining brightly, it looked mesmerizing.
You stood in front of his window and Mark watched you with a smile on his lips to you, the view was everything but to Mark, you were everything. You looked absolutely beautiful to him.
Mark took a couple steps and was now right behind you. He wrapped his arms around you and put his head on your shoulder. You intertwined your fingers with his and pulled him closer to you.
“It’s beautiful.”
“You are beautiful.” He whispered softly against your ear.
You turned around, his arms still around you and his face so close to yours.
“I couldn’t tell you this in the club so I’m going to say it now,” you whispered against his lips, “I missed you too, Mark. I missed you so much.”
And without thinking twice, you both leaned in and kissed.
You closed your eyes immediately and you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him even closer, he did the same, he pulled you closer by your waist and pressed you against the window.
He kissed you gently and slowly, your heart pounded against your chest and Mark’s heart was racing, too. As if time stopped right there, as if they were never apart. Mark’s right hand was on your jaw, softly pushing your head up to get better access to your mouth, you let out a soft moan, Mark used the opportunity to meet your tongue.
The kiss was perfect, slow but still so passionate.
Mark pulled back, you were breathing heavily and heat rose from your stomach to your chest, a feeling you couldn’t really describe.
He left wet kisses on your cheek, down to your jaw and then your neck. You tilt your head back, Mark sucked on your soft skin as your hands tangled in his hair, lightly pulling.
You could feel yourself getting wetter and wetter, you just wanted to take off this dress and let Mark fuck you.
“D-Do you want this?” he asked you.
“Yes-“ you whimpered as he sucked on your sensitive spot.
Mark pulled you to his bed, with you on top of him straddling his lap. Your lips connected again, you tried to unbutton his shirt as he grabbed your butt softly and squeezed it.
You almost ripped his shirt, but you didn’t care.
It was your turn to press your lips on his neck.
Mark closed his eyes, the way his crotch met you when you pressed yourself against him, the way your lips kissed his soft skin, leaving pretty marks on Mark.
Mark couldn’t take it anymore. His pants were so tight, it almost hurt. He wanted to feel you, he needed to feel you. Mark changed positions, he was on top of you now.
“Take this off- please, fuck, take this off now.” He looked for the zipper of your dress and when he finally found it, he wanted to cry.
He took off your dress, and fuck, he was going crazy. You weren’t wearing a bra, only your black panties.
“Fuck, you’re so perfect.”
The way Mark looked at you made you feel so beautiful. You weren’t shy like you used to be, you felt good and you wanted him so bad.
You pulled him up for a short kiss.
Mark took off his pants as fast as he could and he was painfully hard. He couldn’t wait to be inside of you. His lips were on your nipple, he sucked on your breast and his hand was playing with the other one. After sucking on your one nipple, his attention was on the other one. “Mark- fuck, it feels so good. Please don’t stop.” You moaned.
You were so wet and feeling Mark’s cock against your thigh turned you so on.
While playing with your nipples, his one hand found your pussy. He stroked it over your panties, but then his hand travelled in your panties and he started playing with your wet pussy.
“Baby you are so wet. All for me?”
“Yes, yes. So wet for you, Mark.” You closed your eyes tightly. It felt so good to feel his hands on you again.
Even thought Mark wanted to taste you, he couldn’t take it anymore, he needed to be in you now.
“You can take me, right baby? I need to fuck you.”
“Please fuck me Mark.” You also couldn’t take it anymore, you needed to cum.
Mark took off his boxers and hovered above you. “F-Fuck I don’t have a condom.”
“You don’t have a condom? Why?” you asked him.
“Well, I didn’t think that I was going to fuck you here.”
“What if you’d met someone else here?” you asked curiously.
“I’m not interested in someone else. I want you- I always wanted you.” He admitted shyly.
You looked each other in the eyes for a couple seconds, he leaned in and pecked your lips. He pulled back and looked at you again.
“You can fuck me without a condom. I’m on the pill and I haven’t had sex in months,” You can’t even remember the last time Minho fucked you. “And I never fucked without a condom after I had sex with you.”
“Me too. I mean after… after you I haven’t fucked raw.”
“Okay.” You said softly.
“Okay.” He leaned in and pressed his lips on yours.
While kissing you, he slowly pushed his cock in you. You grabbed his biceps tightly, he stretched you, you haven’t been fucked in so long, you got even tighter.
Mark pulled back and looked at you. “You feel so good around me. So, so fucking good. I missed you so much.” With that, Mark pushed his entire length inside of you.
“Fuck-“
He was fucking into you, slowly but hard. You could feel his entire length and he always hit your sweet spot. “Right there- Mark, fuck.”
“I-I want to ride you. Mark, fuck.” You moaned.
Mark turned you, you were now on top of him.
You bounced on his cock up and down, his hands on your waist pushed you down and he thrusted his hips to fuck into you. Your hands were on his shoulder, holding him. Even though you wanted to ride him, he was fucking you hard and good.
“M-Mark I’m gonna cum. Fuck Fuck Mark-“
And then your climax hit you. You collapsed on top of him and he still fucked into you. “Fuck feel so good. Y-you feel so good.” Mark was so close and the way he kept fucking you overstimulated you. You clenched one last time and Mark came inside of you, painting you walls white. He moaned your name as he came and you could feel him twitching inside of you.
Mark wrapped his arms around you and pressed you against his chest. Mark pulled his cock out of you. You could hear his heart beating against his chest.
The night was perfect, after cleaning you up, you were wrapped in his arms once again. You talked about everything that night. Everything you had missed when you were apart.
“Can I ask you something?” he said.
“Sure.”
“Did you ever love him? Minho or whatever his name was.” Mark was jealous, even though you were in his arms.
“No, I don’t think that I’ve ever loved anyone, except for you. I always loved you.”
Mark smiled and kissed your temple.
“Why were you with him? Why didn’t you break up with him? Jaehyun told me that he’s an asshole.”
“After- after you broke up with me, I was… lost. I didn’t know what to do. I felt worthless and just- useless. He made me feel- wanted? I don’t know. I needed someone to forget you and he didn’t care. He never cared about me but he made me believe that he loved me. And that’s all I wanted. I just wanted to be loved.” You whispered the last part. A tear escaped your eye and you were quick enough to wipe it away. But Mark still noticed.
Mark felt bad. He never wanted you to feel this way. You were a dream. You were so perfect and it was his fault that you felt worthless. If anyone was useless, it was Mark.
“It’s my fault a-and I’m sorry. I’m so sorry that you felt that way, but it’s not true. You are so much more. You are perfect in every possible way. You are more than anyone could ask for. I’ll never forgive myself that I made you feel this way.” Mark teared up and pulled you even closer.
“C-Can I ask you something?” you asked this time.
“Y-Yes.”
“What did you do with the money?” you were always curious about that.
Mark gulped hard, the memory pained him. “I gave it back.”
“What?”
“I couldn’t take money from a stupid bet, a bet that hurt you. I wasn’t proud of what I did. I wanted to forget that it happened, that I did that to you. I wanted to erase that from my memory. But I couldn’t erase you.”
“Why?”
“Because I love you. I loved you back then and I love you now. I never stopped loving you but I was too scared to reach out to you. I thought you hated me and it took me long to realize how much I love you.”
You looked up to him, you didn’t want to cry but your eyes were teary. “You love me?”
“Yes, I love you. I love you so much. There was not a single day without missing you, not a single day without regret eating me alive.”
“S-So you still love?”
“Yes. I love you.” He looked you deep in the eyes.
“I love you too.”
Mark smiled widely. Oh, how he missed hearing that you loved him.
“I’m sorry for everything.”
“It’s okay.” You pecked his lips but that wasn’t enough for Mark. He climbed on top of you and kissed you passionately.
His hand was on your naked thigh, stroking it softly. You were wet and when Mark put his hand on your wet pussy, you moaned.
Mark circled your clit and his tongue played with yours. It felt so good. He slowly put two fingers inside of your cunt and thrusted them in and out. You clenched around his fingers and you could feel your climax coming. Mark added a third finger.
His lips were back on your skin. Mark softly kissed your boobs and sucked on your sensitive nipples.
“Are you going to be a good girl and cum?” he asked you between his kisses.
“Yes- I’m so close.”
“Look at me.” His face was close to yours again, and when you looked at him, at his dark doe eyes, you came.
After you calmed down, you glanced at the clock in the room.
“Shit, Mark. It’s almost six in the morning. We need to sleep.”
You talked the whole night and after two orgasms and cuddling, you didn’t notice that it was already this late.
“But I’m hard.” He pouted.
“Do you want me to suck you off?”
“Yes, please baby, please suck me off.” He begged.
You were on the edge of the bed, your face right in front of his hard cock.
You slowly licked from the bottom to his tip. You pumped his cock in your hand a couple times before you put it inside of your mouth. After pumping him, you licked the slit on his tip.
“Babe- don’t tease me.” He whimpered.
“What do you want me to do?”
“Anything- but just please, do something.”
You put his entire length inside of your mouth, bobbing your head up and down and pumping the part of his dick you couldn’t put inside of your mouth.
You stopped bobbing you head and stared licked his tip again. “Babe- please. Please make me cum.”
Mark was going crazy. He needed to cum, his cock was so sensitive now, he twitched every time you licked or touched him.
“Okay, baby. I teased you enough, I’ll make you cum. You want to cum right?” you kissed his cock and he nodded. “Please. I want to cum on your face.”
You sucked his dick properly this time, he was so sensitive and so close, not even ten seconds later, he came on your face, just like he wanted to.
“Fuck, fuck fuck. That was so fucking good, babe, fuck.” Mark was breathing heavily, the intense orgasm tired him. You cleaned you face, fortunately he only came on your face and inside of your mouth.
You crawled back to him and kissed his lips. “Thank you.” He thanked you. “I love sucking your dick.”
“No, well yeah thank you for that too but I’m thankful for everything. Thank you for forgiving me.”
“I love you.”
“I love you.”
And you fell asleep in his arms.
I'd go back to you I'd go back to you What was there, wasn't sure But I'd go back to you I know I'd go back to you
Not even three hours later, your alarm clock woke you and Mark up.
“I don’t want to leave you.” You mumbled.
“I don’t want you to leave either. Stay a little longer.” He kissed your shoulder.
“I can’t I have to wake up Aera. It’s her big day, it needs to be perfect.”
“Everything you do is perfect.” Mark flirted.
“Shut up, I’ll see you later okay? Thank you for last night.”
“I love you.” He leaned down and kissed you. After kissing for two minutes to pulled back again. “I have to go.”
“Just five more minutes.”
Almost thirty minutes later, you tiptoed to your bedroom. Aera was wide awake playing with her phone when she saw you.
“Where the fuck were you and why are- oh my god.” Aera understood immediately. “You bitch fucked Mark didn’t you.”
“Yes, and now shut up and get ready for your wedding day!”
“I know I know, but like, I’m happy if you are happy. Are you happy?” she asked you worriedly.
“Yes. I’ve never been happier I think.” You smiled. You were really happy and so in love with Mark.
“Then I’m happy.”
Hours later, you found yourself in your maid of honor dress, looking absolutely gorgeous. Mark was helping you with everything. With the catering company, the guests and everything else that needed to be taken care of.
Mark stole kisses from you here and there and now he pulled you back to his bedroom and kissed you intensely.
“You look so stunning- I can’t stop staring at you. I love you, pretty girl.” He kissed you again.
“M-Mark fuck, you look so hot and I really want to fuck you, b-but, fuck we can’t.” you closed your eyes and let him kiss your neck.
“Okay, okay. I’m trying to stay calm, but fuck, you look so good I want to rip that dress off.”
“We’ll have the whole night. Let’s go back, people are going to get suspicious.”
When you went back, you met Johnny and Yuta on your way.
“Where are you two coming from?” Yuta asked.
“My bedroom- ouch.” You kicked Mark’s leg.
“What were you doing in your bedroom?” Johnny asked amused. “Do you want me to show you?” Mark asked with a smirk.
“Mark? What the f-“ and then Mark pulled you in and kissed you fully on the lips.
He could finally show Johnny that you belonged to him, that you always belonged to him.
“Well I guess we saw that coming.” Yuta laughed with Johnny. The two left and you were still kissing.
“Ew! He is eating her Mommy!” you heard a little girl scream.
You pulled away immediately and apologized.
Mark laughed his ass off as he walked you to Aera’s dressing room. “I’m going to eat you tonight. But not your mouth. I’m going to eat your cunt.”
“I can’t wait. I’ll see you at the ceremony alright? I need to stay with Aera now.”
“Okay baby.” He kissed you goodbye.
The wedding ceremony ended so quickly, next thing you knew you were in Mark’s arms slow dancing. Aera and Jaehyun’s wedding was truly beautiful. Everything went smoothly and you were finally resting in the arms of your lover.
Aera and Jaehyun were also slow dancing and smiling happily. Not only because it was the most important night of their lives- also because their best friends were finally happy together.
“Y/n?” Mark said your name softly.
“Mhm?” you hummed with closed eyes.
“I’m really sorry that I put you trough all of that, and I’m sorry that it took me so long to realize my real feelings for you. You’re the most wonderful person I’ve ever met in my entire life and I’m going to do everything I can to keep you in my arms. I don’t want to see sad ever again. I’ll love you until my last breath.”
You promised yourself you weren’t going to cry that night, but a couple tears still escaped.
“You know, I was hurt but I healed and I’m more than ready to do this with you again. It was you. My heart always longed for you, and I don’t think that there could be anyone I would love as much as I love you. You could break my heart thousand times, I would go back to you over and over again.” You looked up to him, he could see the love you felt for him in your eyes.
“I love you.”
“I love you.” And with that, Mark pressed his lips on yours and kissed you with so much love and adoration.
I'll go back to you I'll go back to you I know I'd go back to you I'll go back to you I'll go back to you I know I'd go back to you
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