#donghyuk drabble

[florihaei]

• ౨ৎ ────────── A DANGEROUS GAME ₊ ˖ ་.

이동혁 ꒰ lee donghyuck! x fem reader !

꒰ haechan holds you close like he means it, quiet, warm, and full of feelings. there’s no teasing now, just soft touches and a closeness that says everything without words. ⟡ 📞

✿ - est.relationship 𓂃 fluff, suggestive, teasing, drabble, : names : baby, sunshine, WC ୨ৎ - 505!

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the lights are low, the room is quiet expect for the noises of the cars going past outside. haechan sits behind the couch, legs spread slightly as you settle between them, his arms wrapped loosely around your waist. his chin rests on your shoulder, breath brushing over your skin like something meant to be kept secret.

“you always get like this when the night slows down” he murmurs, voice warm and a little sleepy. “all soft and quiet, my baby ..”

you hum, leaning back into his chest, letting his warmth soak into you. “is that a bad thing?”

“no” he says, kissing the side of your neck gently. “it’s my favorite”

his fingers trail along your arm, slow and lazy, like he has nowhere else to be , like he wouldn’t rather be anywhere else. you shift slightly, turning your face towards him, and his eyes are already there, waiting, steady and full of something you don’t even have words for.

“you’re staring” you whisper.

“can you blame me?” he says, voice barely above a breath. “you’re so pretty when you’re soft like this, makes me want to take my time with you.”

you heart shutters at the way he says it, not rushed or playful, but intentional. there’s no teasing in his tone tonight, just warmth. he brushes his nose against your cheek. presses a kiss there, then another just beneath your jaw. his hands finds yours, fingers threading together with ease.

“feels like you’re trying to make me melt” you mumble, and he chuckles quietly, deep in his chest.

“that’s the plan” he says. “i want you close to me sunshine, want you like this all night”

you can’t help the way your body leans into his, your free hand sliding up to rest against his neck. he kisses you, softly at first, then deeper, more slow. his lips move against yours like he’s memorizing every part, tasting the moment with every touch.

when he pulls back, his thumb brushes your cheek, his eyes never leaning yours. “you’re my sunshine, you know that?” he whispered. “everything feels better when you’re here”

your chest aches with how much you feel for him, how easily it is totally deeper in moments like theses. you nod, brushing your noise against his.

“stay with me” he murmurs.

“always” you whisper back.

and just like that, the game doesn’t feel so dangerous anymore…

[stqrglr1]

Car sex with haechan

Genre: smut, established relationship

18+ minors pls dni !!

Unprotected sex (omg pls wrap it), creampie, mentions of blood

Pls this is so short and shitty pls forgive the hiatus i was dating a marine 🙏 inspired by true events

You’re bouncing on it as he whines so delicately. Its bliss. Every whimper from him makes you only that much hungrier. You cant stop, and wont stop, chasing your own orgasm as you feel floods of his cum fill you up so good. “Mmm baby it hurts but oh my god your pussy is so good.” Grunts and deep growls of the words ‘fuck’ and ‘oh my god’ spewing from his lips as he looks down where your bodies are meeting and pressing together. “i cant stop, im getting close. You can last a little longer right hyuckie? You’re my good boy yeah?” He gasps and hitches his breath at those words. Oh he loves when you call him your good boy.

He grips your hips, digging his nails into the skin. The flesh ripping yet you have no idea if its blood you feel or his sweaty palms on your hips. But hes helping you bounce so theres no complaints. Squirts upon squirts of his drawn out orgasm floods your walls until you see stars finally. You shudder and collapse on his shoulder. He coos and caresses your back “its okay baby you did so good, so good baby.” You both are gasping for air. The windows completely fogged up, the dense heat in the car finally noticeable. You feel all the creamy substance between both your groins. You try to lift yourself off him but you’re far too weak. Haechan takes you effortlessly by the waist and sets you in the seat next to him. You wonder how he has so much power in him to do so considering you drained him for all hes worth trying to finish, he always leaves you amazed. Theres still so much leaking out of you that your body is clenching onto. Its dripping so deliciously down your legs but you only think to yourself all your mixed juices is gonna be on the backseat of his car.

He rubs your sides, “are you okay babe?” He looks down at you with his big doe eyes waiting eagerly to hear about how you feel. Ignoring the mess in his car that hes gonna make you clean up with him later. “So good hyuckie. I feel so good” you lean into the corner of the backseat, spread out and bare, you smile and caress his face. Pushing his hair out of his face. The sweat making it stick to his forehead. Taking multiple attempts before you manage to remove it from its determination to stay on his skin.

“You’re so pretty hyuck.” Giving him a kiss on his cheek and pulling him down to hold him in your arms. Missing being close to him. “You’re my pretty boy.”

He chuckles snuggling into your neck “My dick that good huh?” You giggle a “Fuck you.” He responds with an “I love you too.”

[strawbrryvyy]

Hii baby!!

Can you write something about hyuck for me 🥺🥺

-🐼

okay lovely, is it just me but can you just IMAGINE hyuck letting you sit on his lap while your like studying or something . Maybe you’re doing math or some assignment , but hes pressing small light kisses in your neck, that just leave you with goosebumps.

“hyuckkk” you let out a whine as the hand with a pencil in it went limp, you turn to face Donghyuck slightly as he clicks his tongue with an amusing smile.

“shhh baby, focus on the paper ….can you repeat what you just said”he whispers into your ear as you look up at him with wide eyes, all the information in your brain foggy with how dumb he made you feel when you shook your head no.

“and why not, too dumb baby?”Donghyuck says as as he moves one hand from your waist to tuck a strand if hair behind your ear as you let out a little whine.

“just….just one more kiss “you try to reach for his lips, they were too plump, to delicious to not kiss.But before you could feel the taste of his strawberry chapstick on your own lips , he puts a finger against your mouth .

“Nuh uh uh” he says slightly smirking as he turns your chin back to your desk”finish the question, then we’ll see baby”

[angelhyun]

back to sleep - ldh

[a/n]: happy birthday to my gemini twin ayyy

pairing: bf!lee donghyuck x reader

[wc]: 626, short n sweet

-> cw: none, just pure fluff :)

prelude: Hyuck never got days off. Everybody knew that, especially the poor man himself, working harder than anyone you've ever known. That’s why it catches you by surprise when you wake up with him in bed next to you, making you feel like it was your birthday instead of his. TLDR: A cute, lazy morning in bed with Hyuck on his birthday.

11:59pm

You anxiously waited until midnight, a minute going by way slower than it would on a normal day. Your fingers danced over the keyboard as you prepared to hit the send button, your message already typed and ready to go.

12:00am

happy birthday baby!!! i love u so much more than words could ever express and i hope u never forget how unconditionally proud i am of u. you’re truly my full sun in a world that can be so gloomy :,) hope to celebrate with u soon my love, sleep well <3

You stay on your chat for a bit, hoping to see him typing, but you knew he was likely with his members. It didn’t upset you, as you knew they loved and cared for him just as much as you did. Content with the thought, you put your phone down, curling up into your blankets as you drifted off to sleep.

His hands were running through your hair as your head laid comfortably on his lap. He was leaning against a cherry blossom tree, the petals drifting through the wind, surrounding you both in a peaceful pink haze. “Hyuck,” you started, looking up at him. He looked ethereal, dark brown bangs resting beautifully on his honey skin—the laidback look in his eyes as he gazed down at you, albeit full of love. He didn’t answer, eyes simply boring into yours. “I love you.” you say softly. He remains still, as if he already knows, the words having no drastic effect on him.

Your eyes suddenly open, the sun beaming through your windows, casting a bright light that you assumed woke you up in addition to your dream. You dreamt of your boyfriend quite often, which he found very endearing. He’d cockily tease that he was always on your mind, though you’d never admit he was right. Despite feeling quite refreshed, you felt like you hadn’t even gone to sleep—as if time didn’t pass since your head hit your pillow.

You decide to turn to grab your phone, wanting to check the time. What you didn’t expect, when you turned, was to have a figure laying next to you. That same dark brown hair from your dream was the only thing that was visible above the covers, making you sit up in surprise, waking the man with your sudden sharp movement. “Baby…” he croaks, voice hoarse from the sudden awakening.

You furrow your brows. Was this still part of the dream? You pinch yourself, concluding that it wasn’t. “Hyuck?” you question softly. He turns to face you, now hugging your waist. “Go back to sleep,” he whines. “It’s too early to be awake.” You immediately lie back down, snuggling yourself closer to your man. You were so surprised. He was home earlier than expected, meaning you’d get to celebrate together.

“Happy birthday, baby.” you whisper into the crook of his neck, a smile adorning your face. “Thank you, honey.” he says sleepily. “Did you get my text?” you ask, clearly not reading the room. He yawns before nodding. “It was cute. Thank you again.” he puts on a tired smile, eyes still closed.

“Since you’re here, does that mean we can celebrate later?” you ask, clearly excited about the day to come. “Yes, later.” he croaks again. “I’m jet lagged. Let’s just cuddle and go back to sleep, yeah?” he asks. You nod and give him a gentle kiss, him reciprocating. “Okay, Hyuckie.” you grin, happy with the compromise. “I’m so lucky,” you coo, fingers playing with his hair like he did in your dream. “It’s not even my birthday, yet you’re surprising me.���

“I know, I’m just perfect, aren’t I?” he teases, earning a playful flick on the forehead from you.

[a/n]: literally just got home now (at 1am) and felt the urge to write smth for haechan’s birthday 🙂‍↕️ i’m dedicated to my craft. anyways, please stay tuned for partition part 2–not too sure if i’m going to give it another name yet or just call it that LMAO also i’m posting on mobile for the first time so sorry if the layout is scuffed. as always, thank u for reading ^3^

[ohmytyong]

serein

⤹ now playing: sunny days by wave to earth

PAIRING: boyfriend!haechan x female!reader

GENRE: fluff !!

WARNINGS: mentions of food, pet names (love), explicit language (shit)

WC: 0,9k

A/N: happy birthday to the loveliest boy<3

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the droplets of rain pattered on the double-glass window like dog paws on a wooden floor. it was the ripe beginning of summer, yet the weather felt particularly capricious today.

june didn't feel like june, you thought, as your arm hair raised with a sudden shiver that passed through your body, which was caused by a customer who opened the door to the convenience store, letting the rainy wind follow him as the door closed behind him with force. you hugged your body, trying to stay warm in your boyfriend haechan's mahogany varsity jacket. he had noticed your shiverings earlier during your walk at the beach, and he insisted on giving it to you. you argued, saying that he needs to stay warm too, but you were smart enough not to keep on arguing with him because, at the end of the day, he always won.

"so, buldak ramen?" haechan asked with his back turned to you, as he tilted his head to the side to take a peek at your confirmation. "always" you answered and he smirked with a tiny nod. he placed your order inside the basket he was holding and continued roaming in the aisles in an attempt to create a full meal out of instant ramen and other pre-packaged food.

the activities you had planned for the day didn't turn out the way you wanted; the two of were meant to go on a picnic date at the beach and stay out until later just to watch the sunset. your date began like this indeed, with a walk along the beach, yet the moment your laid your blanket on the sand, the first rain droplets started to fall.

haechan didn't mind this change of plans; you, however, sulked and pouted all the way back because your beautiful date idea was ruined. the beginning of summer was also ruined, and above that, your boyfriend's birthday was ruined.

haechan's spontaneous personality as always managed to save the day. he took you by your hand and held you all the way back to the city until he stopped at the first convenience store you found on your way. "let's grab something to eat. we can still get a view of the beach here if we sit by the front window" he said.

so you sat down at one of the stools on the tall tables by the window, waiting for haechan to finish paying for your food. you insisted on treating him as an early birthday gift, but he whined and fussed about it. "what kind of gentleman am i if i don't treat my girlfriend to some dinner?" he said. he won once again.

you didn't have to turn around to see him taking a seat next to you. his warm aura, his scent similar to the fresh air that engulfs the atmosphere on the first morning of summer was enough to make his presence known. he had already prepared your food. he placed the ramen cups on the table and slid yours in front of you, handing you a pair of chopsticks afterwards.

"did you enjoy our time together today?" he asked you as he munched on his food. you shrugged. "i did, haechan, but our date was ruined."

your boyfriend rolled his honey eyes playfully at you and nudged your shoulder. "oh, come on now," he dragged each syllable in an annoying manner, "we can do the picnic another time. you always focus on all those trivial things and let them ruin your mood. just the fact that i spent time with you today is enough for me," haechan said as he squeezed your cheek, dragging it upwards in an attempt to turn your frowny grimace into a smile.

"you're too positive, you know?" you said, taking his hand in your lap to play with his fingers. "aren't you mad we missed the sunset?"

haechan took control of your hand, playing with your fingers now. this game always turned into a little fight and kept going on forever until one of you eventually gave up. it would mostly be haechan who would win, as his competitive nature would cheat by tickling your sides with his free hand, making you laugh and lose your grip over him. this time, he decided to remain calm because he tended to be quite shy in public.

"sunsets are beautiful, yes, but we can always see one another time. i'm here, we're together and that's all that matters. that's the only birthday present i need right now, love" he said and you smiled at his words, reminding you that you loved him just for that, the sense of comfort he gave you, the feeling of hope for a bright day ahead.

"now that i'm thinking about it," you started and haechan hummed as he leaned his face closer to yours, "you are way prettier than the sunsets, anyway" you said and he smiled in his widest, brightest grin before he closed the gap between you by pulling you into a loving kiss.

just a few seconds later, haechan pulled back in a hurry, taking large sips of his iced coffee and then wincing at the tingling sensation on his lips.

"how spicy is that buldak shit, jeez" he cried and you couldn't help but laugh at the cuteness of his overreacting, taking a moment to appreciate how lucky you were to have this person in your life.

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[marklease]

May I request fwb!haechan?😵‍💫

fwb gamer!haechan

i saw a request for fwb haechan and couldn’t stop myself from pushing gamer haechan agenda. hope you guys still enjoy 😔💕

[sourrpatched]

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Haechan- According to his friends he’s a “loner” he’d use the term introvert though. He only knows school, work, and two hour sleeps. He’s pretty different compared to his friends which kind of makes it confusing from an outsiders perspective on how they became friends in the first place. Nonetheless, he loves his friends, even if he wouldn’t straight out admit it. He values the people in his life, cherishing the times they have until they inevitably will end. Cause like a lot of things that Donghyuck believes in, he knows the greatest things in life don’t last forever.

Mark- He’s more of a go with the flow type of guy. He’s probably most chill from the friend group, having lots and lots of patience. He and Donghyuck have been friends the longest, they met through a rare donghyuck outside of home sighting, where Mark accidentally spilled his iced americano on him and ended up exchanging numbers to pay for the cleaning. Only for a drunk Mark later that weekend to accidentally buttdial hyuck crying over his ex and trauma dumping. But hey it meant Hyuck finally had a friend, so it worked out well.

Jaemin- Resident Playboy. He’s just here to have fun and mess around. He’s not exactly a fuck boy he just has a certain irresistible charm to him that attracts most people, according to him not even donghyuck could resist the charm. Donghyuck would argue it was the fact that he wouldn’t stop pestering him and spam texting him but, potato tomato, or however the saying goes. He and Mark met after Jaemin tried flirting with him and it didn’t work out cause well Mark was still getting over his ex, they made a very powerful friend group now though.

Chenle-Anyone else getting deja vu? Once again, Chenle knows everyone and he prides himself in that. He and Donghyuck are associated because donghyuck had to tutor him in physics before. He met Donghyuck’s friend group when, well actually they don’t really know. Just one day he kind of integrated himself into their group and it just stuck.

A/N: Im so excited to start posting but of course I have a very busy week ahead so updates probably won’t begin until maybe next monday? I’m debating on a post schedule but for the meantime, I’d say feel free to comment or send an ask if you’re interested in becoming part of the tag list! :)

[a3r3n]

[4:07 pm] || Lee Haechan

«Don't talk to me,» you whispered to the boy sitting next to you.

To say that you were furious was an understatement. You were so mad at him, your cheeks had turned red, and you were releasing fumes from your ears.

You couldn't stand him. It was all his fault if you were about to spend two whole hours sitting in that dark little room, being unable to do anything unless you wanted the teacher to yell at you. It was all his fault if the frogs in your Bio lab escaped and the whole school freaked out. He had the brilliant idea to free them in the girls' restroom, and you had only been unlucky to be there at that very moment. What you didn't expect, though, was the principal to give you detention as well. So there you were, trying to avoid the boy's teasing at all costs.

«Come on, we're going to spend two hours here, and knowing Mr. Kim, he'll probably get bored and leave us alone in...» he checked his phone, «three minutes. Better learn how to get along, shall we?»

You sighed and turned your head to the other side. You had never liked that Donghyuck guy, 'Haechan' as he liked to be called. A deranged human source of troubles without one worry in his life.

While you were thinking of a way to get the boy to stop talking, the teacher had disappeared, and you were left alone with that annoying nag.

«Aren't you ever tired?» you burst out after he'd called your name while pinching your arm for the fourth time in a row.

«Of what?» He seemed sincerely confused.

«Of constantly acting like this. Of doing stupid things and getting in trouble every time. Why can't you take the school seriously? It isn't a game: it's our future we're talking about!» you said, trying not to raise your voice too much.

«Man, I didn't know you were such a goody-two-shoes. It's not a crime to have fun sometimes, you know?»

«You don't have fun, Donghyuck. Yours is straight-up madness!»

«Maybe. But from what I'm seeing right now, a little bit of it wouldn't do you any bad.»

You snorted and looked away, but he grabbed your chin and made you turn your face to him again. «We still have more than an hour and a half left; we could use this time to teach you how to have some fun.»

You looked at him in disbelief.

It was going to be a long afternoon.

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[flurrys-creativity]

Super Fox

Pairing: Donghyuk (iKon) x GN!Reader; Genre: Hybrid AU, Shifter AU, Fluff, hints of angst; Rating: sfw, PG-15; Warnings: hints of danger towards hybrids within a human society; Wordcount: 433

Summary: Living in a society where you have to hide your animal traits, it is a relief to drive out into nature and simply be yourself together with the one you love.

A/N: The second cocktail I wrote for the tipsy drabbles this time! Also pleasing my current iKon obsession with this!! Please enjoy this!

Donghyuk tapped the steering wheel, humming along to the radio as he stared through the windshield screen.

Once a month he grabbed you and drove with you away from the bustling city. Even if it was just for one day - sometimes even just an afternoon - both of you needed that time to come back to your roots.

Roots that weren’t quite usual in the human world. 

You tilted your head to the side and watched Donghyuk with a soft smile on your lips. His fox ears already popped out without him noticing it. They flicked in excitement the closer you got to the forest. You reached a hand over to them, brushing over the velvety fur of his ears.

Donghyuk laughed quietly and glanced over to your side. “Fox’s out of the bag, huh?” His ears flicked again underneath your touch. 

You giggled and slightly turned on your seat, revealing your own fox tail. “Guess so.”

Donghyuk reached over to you, gently squeezing your thighs. “We’ll be there soon.” He intertwined fingers with yours, grinning when you started to play with them.

“I know”, you mumbled as you continued to caress his hand, “I just can’t wait to turn fully again.” You looked up at him, seeing him nod along.

In the city neither of you could just turn or even reveal parts of your foxes without fearing to become objects for science. Even at your shared apartment you rarely let parts of your foxes show - too concerned someone could see anything through the windows.

But outside in the mountains or forests, far away from major human gathering spots, you could be free. 

Donghyuk parked the car at the start point of a hiking trail. He rushed around the vehicle and opened your door, making an overly inviting gesture.

You giggled and stepped out of the car as well, stretching your limps and letting your tail sway behind you. “Are you ready?” You looked around the area one last time, making sure no human was already there in the early hours of the day.

With a sly grin Donghyuk stepped closer to you and cupped your face. He kissed you softly, making you melt into him. “Let us race to the top”, he whispered against your lips, “loser has to buy fried chicken tonight.”

Before you could even respond to him, he had already transformed into a fox. He yipped at you and then dashed into the forest, leaving you behind. You giggled and shook your head in amusement. With one last roll of your shoulders you transformed yourself and chased after him.

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[miss-conjayniality]

MY GODDESS.

genre: fluff, HEAVY angst (short drabble)

pairing: south asian sapphic fem!reader x saebyeok x semi

word count: 390

warnings: mentions of death, grief

A/N: yeah so uhh…..i may or may not have cut some onions while writing this……🫣 i also intended for this to be VERY short and brief. but then my brain went “let’s turn this hwang donghyuk thriller into a sanjay leela bhansali tragedy!!!!🤪🫰🏼”

np: maula mere maula by roop kumar rathod

i don’t know how many desi sapphics lurk around this fandom. but to those who are, all i must say is that semi and saebyeok are most certainly the “maula mere maula” type of beauties.

otherworldly. ethereal. dreamy. hypnotic. alluring beauties who leave you in awe. the magical presence of both captivates people to the point where we get lost in the depths of their souls. with just a drop of melancholy.

both women are the kind of lovers who’d give you goddess treatment. they would anything they can to shower you with that prize money. despite their setbacks, they dream of coming back alive. to you. they put their lives on the line so that one day, they’ll be able to lavish you with everything you could possibly ever dream of.

yet there it all goes. the tragedy. the despair. the grief. the moment you find out about their passings, you crumble. this can’t be real, you think. they sacrificed their lives for you. you wish you could just live a peaceful, prosperous life with your beloved. one where love and wealth are synonymous. one mustn’t have to suffer for love like this.

the level of respect you harbor for them is the size of the universe. if not, more than that. they did well. they did the best they could just for you. even though they’re both gone from this earth, their spirits still remain omnipresent around you — the sweaters they left behind for you whenever you’re feeling cold, the family heirlooms they gifted to you, the leftover clip-on nose and lip piercings. and so much more.

everyday, you wear one of semi’s naths as your homage to her. her collection of naths is precious to you because it was symbolized her courage to be her true self amidst societal pressures to conform. additionally, you always keep at least one of saebyeok’s switchblades in your purse and pocket because it serves as a powerful allegory to life — to fight for yourself and your loved ones. to keep that fiery, huntress spirit no matter what life throws at you. to remind yourself of what it takes to persevere through any challenge.

despite the tragic deaths of your lovers, you’ll forever be grateful for all they’ve done for you. amidst this turbulent world, they are a beacon of light.

[neobomb]

give into things i (dont) want to [lee haechan]

bully! (yandere) stalker! Haechan x innocent! church girl!reader Part of the give into things i (dont) want to series. Word Count: 1.2k Inspired by this drabble made by @neocentral Warnings: mature themes, toxic/inappropriate behaviour, stalking, forcing??, slut shaming, masterbation, choking & breathplay?, hair pulling, manhandling, MDNI, there will be smut in part 2 [Pt.1] [Pt.2] Summery: bully!Haechan is secretly in love with you and loves pulling your hair as it feeds into his perverted fantasies. btw, donghyuk is haechan's real name © 2023 @neobomb. Unauthorized copying, translation, manipulation, or alteration of this work is strictly prohibited. All rights reserved.

Haechan is hopelessly in love with you, a secret he vowed to take to his grave. However, his misguided attempts to gain your attention had spiraled out of control. What began as innocent teasing morphed into malicious intent. He has gone too far now. There is no going back. Over the years, he subjected you to relentless bullying: mocking you with derogatory names, spreading false rumors, and cornering you against his locker to threaten you. For as long as he had known you, he couldn't recall a single moment when he had treated you kindly.

“I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to..” he loves hearing you plead for forgiveness. Tears welled in your eyes as he pulled your long luscious hair, your eyes looking up at him with an innocence he couldn't ignore. 

“A slut like you should know when to keep their dirty mouth shut.” he says, looking down on you. You looked like a mess. A hot mess. You’re on the floor, tears running down your face as heavy breaths left your lungs after the assault. When he goes home, he would picture this exact image of you in his head while mercilessly stroking his dick. He would imagine ramming his dick into you while pulling your hair, forcing you to meet his gaze. It was the primary reason he enjoyed pulling your hair during confrontations.

Everyday, he would follow you home after school. It didn't appear unusual since his house was only a few blocks away from yours. You never thought much of it. Each time you entered the safety of your home, you assumed he would just keep going until he reached his own. But oh…how you were wrong. 

Haechan would always linger around you at a close proximity. Your bedroom is on the first floor, facing a large oak tree, his favorite hiding spot. Peeking through the leaves, he watches you through your bedroom window. You’re sitting on your bed, reading a book. You look so peaceful. So beautiful. Whenever your hair gets in the way, you tug the strands behind your ears, revealing more of your neckline each time. Occasionally, he would take photographs of you as you undress, showing it to his friends as "evidence" of your supposed slutty behavior, but primarily keeping them for his own twisted satisfaction later on.

Haechan knows better than everyone that you’re anything but a slut. He doesn't even think that you have had your first kiss yet. Over the past year, he's spread rumors about you sleeping with countless older men, intending to dissuade other boys from showing interest in you. In truth, you're a devout church-goer with a deep love for immersing yourself in books and fiction. But still, he loves calling you a slut. The humiliation that marks your face each time he calls you those names does wonders to him. 

—

An intense heatwave has gripped the town. The scorching sun felt like it was searing your skin as you used a book to fan yourself. This summer break, aside from working at your cousin Kun's restaurant, you hadn't accomplished much. During your shifts, Haechan would consistently appear, each time accompanied by a different girl. What a manwhore, you thought to yourself. 

“If you feel as though he is bothering you, I can take his table. Just slice the salmon for me and keep an eye on the fryer.” Jaehyun offers, extending his knife to you. As your fingers lightly touch, a swarm of butterflies stirs in your stomach. You've harbored feelings for Jaehyun for some time. He's tall, amiable, strikingly handsome, and an exceptional chef. He embodied everything you desired in a boyfriend. Though only a few years older, he appeared to have everything figured out. 

From a distance, Haechan observed your exchanges with Jaehyun. Not paying any attention to the girl he was on a date with. He took note of your hearty laughter at Jaehyun's jokes and the way your face flushed crimson with every compliment he paid you. Saying Haechan was jealous would be a severe understatement; he was profoundly possessive over you. 

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The community you live in organized a grand gathering, and by chance, your parents had offered to host the entire event in your backyard. Such events were never to your liking as you would panic at the social interactions. Worst of all, lee donghyuk was present at the event. You seek refuge in your room, after hours on end, having to endure awkward conversations. 

“Why did you cut your hair, Y/N?” Haechan stands in front of your bedroom door. He stared at you intensely, noticing how your hair falls right at your shoulder, revealing your pronounced collarbones. He suspected you might have cut your hair based on the conversation he had overheard between you and Jaehyun a few days ago, where Jaehyun expressed his preference for girls with shoulder length hair. It seemed evident to him that you were attempting to align with Jaehyun's preferences, which angered him greatly. “Yes, why do you care?” 

“Is it because you can’t just grab onto it as easily anymore?” The words you just uttered struck him with the realization that you might have uncovered his dirty little secret. He restrained himself from showing any emotion. Keep it cool. Keep it cool. You’re probably just being paranoid, he tells himself “Huh, What a big mouth. Why would you say that?”

“You obviously have something against me. I mean, every day at school, you pull my hair and shove me against your locker," you state, setting your book on the surface of your nightstand. He steps into your room, wearing a deeply unsettling grin, and closes the door behind him.

"Why do you think you can just come into my room, DongHyuck?" You ask sharply, rising swiftly from your bed. You urgently sought an escape from the situation, but Haechan's imposing stature blocked your exit.

“You’re not going anywhere, Y/N.” He gets a rough grip around your neck, pushing you into your bookshelf. Once again, he noticed the familiar panic in your eyes, a sight he disturbingly loves.

“You think I won’t be able to man-handle you just because you cut your hair short. Well, think again.” His grip around your neck gets tighter and tighter. You were no longer registering his words. His words became a distant echo as your mind retreated to a different realm. He has never grabbed onto your neck before. It was certainly a new sight for him, a sight he was going crazy for. The way your hands grab onto his wrist, desperately trying to ease his grip, and the way your eyes almost fall shut by the intensity of the situation. It all turned him on so much. 

He gradually loosened his hold on your neck, observing as you gasped for air and color that returned to your face. As you caught your breath, Haechan abruptly pressed his lips against yours. The fervor of the kiss was overwhelming. He bit down on your lips with force, leaving a faint metallic taste behind. His patience has ultimately run out.

[blu-joons]

BEST FRIEND iKON A⇴Z HEADCANON ⇴ Kim Donghyuk

A ⇴ ATTENTION

If anything, Donghyuk arguably pays too much attention to you, he can’t help but know where you are when you’re with him. Even if you tell him that you’re alright, he’ll still make sure to check on you though.

B ⇴ BICKER

Most of the time the two of you will bicker when you mess around with one another and try to wind the other person up. Donghyuk especially will let you know that he’s in a good mood when he’s bickering with you, he won’t bite his tongue like he usually does, and will try and get some sort of reaction from you.

C ⇴ COMFORT

Seeing you upset is always a dilemma for Donghyuk as he never quite knows what to do. The one thing that he tries to focus on more than anything else is putting the smile back on your face, whether he needs to talk to you, do something silly, or just give you some space, Donghyuk will do whatever you need.

D ⇴ DISAGREEMENTS

You both can often feel as if you’re the one in the right which can lead to an argument or two between the two of you, but those disagreements never usually last long. Despite feeling as if you’re right, more than that the two of you are good at talking about how you’re feeling and explaining to the other why you both think that you’re right, whilst also understanding why the other feels that they’re right too.

E ⇴ EARLY YEARS

It surprised you both how quickly you got along with each other, although you were both pretty independent, you found yourselves depending quite a lot on one another. You weren’t sure if it was the role of the newbie or the fear of the unknown that pulled you towards Donghyuk, but for some reason you just felt settled by his side almost from the very start of when the two of you first met one another.

F ⇴ FAMILY

Donghyuk’s family were incredibly fond of you, they always appreciated how you were always there for him. He told them everything about you, especially all of the things that you did for him and the things that you helped Donghyuk with. Because of that, they couldn’t help but like you and always made sure to let you know how appreciative they were every time that Donghyuk told them something new.

G ⇴ GETTING TOGETHER

It depends on how much time you have usually whether the two of you go out or not, if you’re feeling lazy, you’ll just stay at home, but if you’ve got a full day together then you’ll make sure to go out somewhere and make a memory, especially when you’ve not been able to see each other much recently.

H ⇴ HABITS

The two of you have a habit of talking every day, even if you’re only able to text each other, you’ll catch up every single day without fail. Even if Donghyuk is away with work too, he’ll still never forget to text you, even if because of time zones too he has to wait a couple of hours for you to eventually reply to him.

I ⇴ INSIDE JOKES

Both of you have plenty of inside jokes because of how long you’ve been friends and the many things that you’ve seen together. You remember a lot of what happens when the two of you hang out as you’d experienced so many funny moments together that you wanted to make sure not to forget.

J ⇴ JEALOUSY

More than anything Donghyuk tries his best not to let any of your friends make him jealous, but it’s a tricky task for him. If someone gets particularly loud or in your face, then Donghyuk usually starts to overthink and panic a little bit. Once the two of you are by yourselves again, Donghyuk will definitely search for a little bit of reassurance from you as to who the person is and the role that they have in your life.

K ⇴ KICKS

Donghyuk got a kick out of spending time with you, that was the only real thing that mattered to him. He didn’t need anything else other than you to enjoy himself, even if you were just sat around, having you there as his best friend to talk to was by far the most important thing in Donghyuk’s opinion.

L ⇴ LOVE

He loved how you were up for anything and always wanting to make new memories with him. If Donghyuk suggested something or somewhere to you, you’d just about always say yes as you wanted to explore with him. He loved that even if he texted you last minute with some plans, you’d agree to hang out with Donghyuk if you were available and try something new again with Donghyuk once again.

M ⇴ MEETING

The two of you first met when you were both trainees at the company, starting at the exact same time together. On your first day you found yourself sat next to Donghyuk and everything just seemed to follow from there for you both, striking up a conversation and more importantly, introducing yourselves.

N ⇴ NONSENSE

Being around you naturally seemed to bring out Donghyuk’s nonsense side, he didn’t need to try at all to make it come out, there was just something about being with you that put him at complete ease.

O ⇴ OBSESSION

Donghyuk was obsessed with your sense of humour and how much you loved to joke and laugh with him. You two worked perfectly together when it came to laughing and just generally enjoying yourselves.

P ⇴ PRECIOUS MOMENTS

The moments that meant the most to Donghyuk were the moments when he’d catch your smile and be relieved to see that you were happy with him. He hated knowing that you were stressed or having a difficult time, so even if it was just for a moment, catching your smile was a massive relief to him.

Q ⇴ QUESTIONS

He loves to ask you if you’re free, if he can, Donghyuk will try and spend as much time with you as he possibly can. Even if you’re only free for a little while, that won’t matter to him, he’ll stop by at yours.

R ⇴ RANDOM FACTS

Because of how close the two of you are, your friendship has its own nickname amongst everyone else. Your friends and your colleagues alike all know how inseparable the two of you are, and so rather than refer to the two of you individually, it’s better to just refer to you both as one, as usually you can be found together.

S ⇴ SUPPORT

He never takes your support for granted, every time that you’re there, no matter how small of a part you play, Donghyuk makes sure to let you know how appreciative he is. No matter how many times you assure Donghyuk that you love supporting him, he still makes sure to let you know just how thankful he is.

T ⇴ TRIPS

If he has a little bit of time off in his schedule, Donghyuk will try his best to arrange somewhere to go and visit for you both, especially if you’ve barely been able to see each other because he’s been so busy.

U ⇴ ULTIMATE

Everyone knows how close the two of you are, and the response your friendship gets let him know how lucky Donghyuk is.

V ⇴ VISITS

He loves when you unexpectedly visit him, it’s always something that makes his stomach knot. It doesn’t matter how many times you do it either, it’s still a surprise that puts a huge smile on Donghyuk’s face.

W ⇴ WISDOM

Although he knows that he’s far from the best with advice, that doesn’t stop Donghyuk trying his best to advise you where he can.

X ⇴ XXXX

Both of you are playful whenever you’re around one another, you’re not afraid to poke Donghyuk and try and wind him up when you can, just like how he never turns down the chance to tickle you as well.

Y ⇴ YOU

You were his teammate; it was very rare for the two of you not to be together.

Z ⇴ ZZZ

Most of the time, Donghyuk will invite you to stay at his place as he loves having company at home. He’ll set a space for you to sleep up perfectly so that it makes you want to stay at Donghyuk’s more often too.

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Masterlist

[sardonicallys]

the second hand unwinds ⇢ donghyuk

masterlist

Inherently, everyone grew out of their confines, molting carefully to restructure themselves to suit a new shell to grow in and once again, grow out of. It's why every few days, our cells regenerated — though we may appear the same, we were entirely new. It's why the stars — even so many light years away that we may not be able to witness such glory — are reborn. It's why you promised yourself that even though everything about Donghyuk felt so good, so right, you knew deep down that he was growing out of you and didn't want to be that confine for him any longer. That's what love was, right? Reminding yourself that your needs weren't the only ones. You can't bring yourself to tell him to his face — this is your only selfish crime, worried that you could not commit with conviction to leave him because you knew he would never let you go — so you let the strings snap slow, sawing away at every connection the two of you cultivated until there was nothing left. It's the final morning, you decide, and you carried only your memories as you shut the door behind you.

[loudstan]

Sucks to be Him

Summary: You were trying to have a fun night with your friends when a handsome stranger introduced himself as your mate. The problem? You have a boyfriend.

Pairing: Werewolf! Haechan x Witch! Female reader

Warnings: smut, reader is slightly older, no actual cheating

“I must be the luckiest motherfucker on Earth.”

 Confused, you looked to your right to see a man with beautiful tan skin and boyish soft features leaning against the wall next to you. His smile was mischievous but his eyes held such a gentle spark that you felt jealous of whoever that look was directed towards. You looked then to your left, trying to find who he was talking to, only to see a few guys vomiting and a girl drunk calling her ex.

 You frown and look back to your right, where he is still staring right at you, this time eyeing you up and down while biting his lower lip softly. 

“Excuse me?,” you asked, giving him an unamused glare.

“Fuck, even your voice is pretty,” he  chuckled as he rested his head against the wall and closed his eyes.

“...Are you high?”

“It sure feels like it,” he sighed dreamily. 

“...OK. Bye,” you awkwardly said, willing yourself to go back into the noisy club, but before you could walk past the handsome stranger, he grabbed your arm and pulled you roughly against his body. You gasped as your free hand landed on his firm chest where his heart beat so hard and fast it almost felt like you were holding it in your palm.

“What’s the hurry, pretty?,” he asked, bringing your hand which he still hadn’t let go of to his lips and kissing your knuckles.

 You never let men treat you like this. Especially strangers. You would have beaten the shit out of him already, screamed or run if you weren’t feeling brave. But this time your body wouldn’t move, and it wasn’t because of fear. Being held by him felt good. You felt protected, wanted, adored, like you belonged with him and not with your boyfriend.

Right.

Your boyfriend.

While you were clubbing with friends, you  had to go out and look for a quiet place to call him, but he didn’t pick up.

You should be with him now.

Not with whoever this guy was.

Gathering all the strength you could and ignoring the sharp pain in your chest, you pushed him away with shaky hands. He looked more hurt than angry. His eyes glossed like he was about to cry at the abrupt rejection.

“I-...I have a b-boyfriend,” you stuttered as you clumsily took your phone and tried calling him again.

 The man seemed even more hurt at your words, his eyes wide and his eyebrows furrowed, mouth hanging open in disbelief. He closed his eyes and tried to control his breathing while listening to the neverending call waiting beep. 

 When you finally gave up and hung up with a heavy sigh, he spoke again.

“He’s not picking up?” he asked, his eyes still closed as he rested his head on the wall. You ignored his question and quickly typed a message instead. “What a shitty boyfriend. I will never do that to you,” he continued matter of factly, like he was predicting the future instead of speaking hypothetically.

“He t-texted me,” you lied. “We’re gonna meet now.”

“Well, sucks to be him.”

“What?”

“I said it sucks to be him,” he said, opening his eyes slowly, “because you’ll have to break up with him.”

 You couldn’t believe your ears. The audacity.

“Who the fuck do you think you are? Why would I break up with him?” you spitted, finally looking at him, ready to give him a piece of your mind, when you saw his eyes and froze.

They kept changing between golden and red.

Fuck.

A werewolf.

You recalled everything you learned about werewolves back in school. You never thought you would cross paths with one, since there were so few of them.

 You knew they weren’t naturally aggressive, but when their eyes turned red things could get messy. It was dangerous. You should be scared.

But you weren’t.

If anything you were weirdly attracted to and curious about this stranger.

“Because you’re my mate.The Moon chose you for me.”

“I don’t believe you.”

“Yes, you do. You feel it too, don’t you?”

“...No,” you lied. But you knew he could see right through you. Your legs were visibly shaking, your face was hot and probably as red as his eyes, your heart was beating like crazy and there was a funny feeling expanding in your chest. You felt so warm it was becoming harder to think coherently. 

You had heard about werewolves having human mates, but you??

No way. No matter how attractive he was, you didn’t know this man. Hell he even looked younger than you. No. You had a boyfriend and you had always been a loyal girlfriend. That wouldn’t change because “The Moon” decided against it.

“No?”he asked almost mockingly and took slow steps towards you.

“No!” you repeated firmly and without a second thought you took a tiny satin sack from your purse and threw the content at him. Shiny golden dust landed on his face and he stumbled back shaking his head, fuddled. His body slid down the wall until he was laying on the floor, and his eyes fought the sleeping dust, trying not to lose sight of you. But not even a werewolf was immune to magic and soon he fell asleep. 

 You went home as fast as you could and texted your friends, letting them know you were too tired to party. You texted your boyfriend again, but he hadn’t even read your previous text.

 You thought about the werewolf alone outside of that shady club and it broke your heart. You wanted to go back and check if he was okay, if his hair was as soft as it looked, if his body was always that warm, if his lips-

Enough!

 Next week you were going to celebrate your anniversary with your boyfriend, he would probably propose, you would say yes and you would live happily ever after. You wouldn’t see thatwerewolf ever again.

The morning of your anniversary you woke up with a killer headache and the usual text from your boyfriend apologizing for not picking up your calls.

Seojun: Sorry, babe. I was busy.

Seojun: I’ll call you later, okay? love you

Y/N: It’s fine! Sorry for bothering you. I love you too! See you tonight

 You added as many heart emojis as you could and sent the message, staring at the screen for a few minutes in case he replied.He didn’t. He was a busy man, after all. You would have plenty of time to talk over dinner.

 You drank a sparkling painkiller potion and took a long shower before getting ready for work, which thankfully wasn’t far: you had to go down the stairs of your cozy  apartment and open your shop. You sold crystals, herbs, oils, and a few objects that were probably cursed. But the main attraction of the store was divination. Tons of people came everyday to ask about their future, their love compatibility and ways to make a fortune. Some of them were drunk groups of friends who got curious after seeing the shop on their way back home after partying. So the shop was strategically located near the hottest area.

 You had 3 clients who had made an appointment with you today and one walk-in customer who ended up buying clear quartz and black tourmaline for protection after the crystal ball showed a friend backstabbing them.

 You were about to close the store when your boyfriend called.

“Hello?” you picked up with a cheerful voice in spite of your tired body and the headache that refused to fade away.

“Hey y/n, how is work?”

“It was good!” you started when you heard the little bell on the door ring, indicating that someone had entered the store. “Sorry! we’re closing early today,” you told the customer without looking away from your purse where you were trying to find the keys to the store.You continued talking to Seojun, “ I’ll close the store now and go to the restaurant.”

“Oh nice, you’re closing early. Where are you going?” your boyfriend asked obliviously.

You stopped blindly searching for the key and sighed heavily, closing your eyes as the heachache only got worse.

“What do you mean where? Don’t you know what day is today?”

 Silence came from the other side of the line. The only voice you heard belonged to the customer who for some reason still hadn’t left the store and was having a drunk discussion (more like a monologue) about destiny with somebody else. Probably a friend who was too drunk to even reply.

“Did you forget our anniversary?!” you asked. More to confirm than anything else. The answer was clear.

“Y/n… you know I’ve been busy,” he started.

“I’m just saying,” the customer insisted on their philosophical conversation, “I presented before you and I still haven’t found my mate. How come you-”

“I SAID WE’RE CLOSED!” you snapped, finally turning to see the insistent customer. There stood the werewolf you met last week, next to another guy about his age who looked terrified at your sudden outburst. Both stared at you wide eyed. 

“Y/n, babe…I really don’t have the time today. I’ll make it up to yo-,”Seojun tried reasoning with you but you weren’t listening anymore.

“Seojun…I’ll call you later,” you mumbled and hung up the phone.

 An awkward silence took over the store as all three of you stared at each other.

“Sorry, we uh… we’re gonna uh- go, yeah…” the scared man with feline features whispered as he pulled the other man’s hoodie to move him towards the door.

“It’s her,” the tan skinned werewolf said firmly. 

“Huh?” 

“She’s my mate, Mark. The one I met last week.”

“The one who knocked you out with sleeping dust?”

“Yep.”

“Woah…dude! And you found her again in no more than a week? You really are The Moon’s favorite,” Mark said excitedly.

“What are you doing here?” you cut into the conversation rudely. “I told you I have a boyfriend.”

“The one who just forgot your anniversary?” your supposed mate raised an eyebrow exceptically. 

“Damn, what a shitty boyfriend,” said Mark. 

“That’s none of your business. Just get out!” you exclaimed.

“But…my friend here wants to ask about his future,” said the werewolf.

“As I said before,” you said completely out of patience. “We’re closing early.”

“Why? It’s not like you have plans anymore. Pretty sure your … ‘boyfriend’ just canceled,” he challenged, the word boyfriend coming out as a growl.

“Haechan, shut up! You’re so insensitive,” Mark slapped the man’s arm and turned to speak to you. “I’m so sorry about that. I’ve just…been feeling kinda hopeless lately and I could really use some guidance,” he whispered and looked at his feet, playing with the hem of his sweater. 

 Damn your sweet nature. How could you say no when he looked like a kicked puppy.

“This way,” you finally sighed and guided the two men into a room with a small round table covered with a long red cloth and three chairs. Statues of deities from different religions decorated the room along with beautiful crystals that reflected the dim light of the candles illuminating the room. On the table, a crystal ball, runes, tarot cards and some other divination methods awaited to be of use. 

“My name is Donghyuck. You can call me Haechan,” the tan skinned man suddenly said as soon as the three of you sat down.

“I didn’t ask,” you replied dryly.

“What’s your name?” he asked, ignoring your mean statement. 

You didn’t want him to know. You were already worried that he knew where you worked, so you decided to talk to Mark only.

“How about we do some candle wax reading?” you asked gently. Haechan scoffed.

“Sure, uh… w-whatever you want,” Mark replied nervously, looking at the statue he could swear had moved.

“If you don’t give me a name, I'll call you ‘love’ instead,” Haechan interrupted, his tongue poking the inside of his cheek. “How about ‘angel’? ‘Princess’? ‘Pretty’? You seemed to like that one-”

“Y/n,” you finally said, your cheeks turning red. “My name is y/n.”

“Y/n…” he repeated like he was savoring your name, looking into your eyes.

You caught the whimper right before it left your throat and  focused on Mark only, who was shifting awkwardly on the chair.

 You could tell how pure Mark was by how easy it was to chanell and see his future. The candle wax floated in the bowl of water making incredibly vivid figures that let you know all you needed to. He was close to meeting his mate alright. You warned him that this person would have quite a strong character and he could get hurt, but he was so excited about having a mate that he didn’t care about the rest. You smiled at how his eyes shined when he curiously looked at the wax and told him every other detail you could see.  You were quite proud of yourself for managing to concentrate when you could feel Haechan’s piercing eyes on you the entire time, and exhalled relieved when you finally led the two visitors to the door. 

“Y/n,” Haechan called your name before leaving. “I’ll drop by tomorrow.”

“Don’t-” you started but he had already left running with Mark who was euphoric at the discovery that he had someone special waiting for him. That, and the alcohol in his body. You were left alone in the dark store, the only noise being the little bell on the door still ringing after the two men closed it.

 You looked for your phone in your purse to find 4 missed calls from your boyfriend and a long text apologizing. Again. You would normally feel sad, but this time you felt nothing.

 When you went downstairs to open the shop the next morning, Haechan was already standing outside. As soon as you opened the door you were met with his boyish smile as he offered one of the coffee’s he was holding and made his way into the store.

 “Haechan…” you sighed, “you can’t be here.”

“Don’t be silly y/n. You’ll need as much help as you can starting today.”

“...Why?” you asked suspiciously.

“Mark was so happy with your work, he told absolutely everyone about how good you are. And he has a lot of friends. Everyone loves Mark,” he said pointing behind him to show you a large line of people waiting to enter. 

 You gasped.

“Ok, wow…uh… look, I appreciate your help, but I can handle it myself. We really shouldn’t see each other any-” you stopped mid sentence when he gently pushed a strand of your hair behind your ear. His hand then rested on your cheek and his thumb caressed your lips, parting them. This time you couldn’t stop the faint whimper that he surely heard as he responded with a soft groan. 

 Just then you heard the bell and pushed him away nervously, facing your first customer of the day

 “H-hi! How can I help you?” you asked with your best customer service smile.

 “Hey, I have this necklace I inherited from my grandma,” the woman said showing you a beautiful necklace with a ruby pendant. “But when I wear it-”

“It’s cursed,” Haechan said, stepping forward and carefully grabbing the relic with his fingertips and placing it on the counter, where he turned on the lamp and pulled the magnifier glass out of the drawer like it was his shop. “14K gold over silver. Truly a beauty…Ah, here it is,” he said as he pointed at a tiny symbol carved at the back of the ruby.

 Both you and the customer stared at him dumbfounded. 

He then walked towards the customer and asked if he could see the back of her neck. Without questioning it, she quickly tied her hair up in a messy ponytail and Haechan stood behind her, looking for something. You stood next to him curiously. 

“Found it,” he murmured and pointed at the same symbol he had seen in the necklace engraved faintly on her neck. “Luckily it’s not serious yet. We’ll just have to purify the necklace and the problem will be solved.”

“How long will that take?” the customer asked hopefully.

“I would say…about two weeks?” he answered, looking at you for confirmation.

“Uh-yeah, two weeks should be enough,” you replied.

 Your first client of the day left satisfied and there were many more to come. Some were looking for a tarot card reading, some needed to buy specific herbs and some had more problems with cursed objects, which Haechan handled perfectly. You didn’t even notice when the day was over.

“How do you know all that stuff?” you asked while balancing the cash drawer. 

“Me? Oh uh…my major is demonology and I specialize in cursed objects, so you could say I’m in my element. Did you know one of your statues moves? I’ll have to take a look at that later,” he rambled.

“Shouldn’t you be in class then?”

“Not really. It’s my last semester so I’m just working on my thesis now. I have plenty of time to work here.”

“Haechan…I- it’s not gonna happen.”

“What’s not gonna happen?” he asked stubbornly.

“You and me. I told you so many times: I have a boyfriend and I won’t cheat on him-”

“I can wait.”

“I- ugh I’m surely older than you, Haechan, I already graduated a couple of years ago, it won’t work-”

“Ah…that? I guess I should call you noona then.”

“That’s not the point, I- why are you smiling? Is this funny to you?”

“It’s just… you keep giving me reasons why you can’t, but you’ve never said you don’t want to.” he replied, caging you against the counter, one hand placed on each side of you. 

“I h-have a boy-”

“I don’t give a fuck about your boyfriend, y/n,” he growled, his face coming closer to yours until you were barely cemtimeters away. “Noona…”

Your phone rang just in time. You scurried away and picked up. It was Seojun.

“H-hi!” you asked as cheerfully as you could even though your voice crackled.

“Y/n, you didn’t answer my texts. I was so worried,” Seojun sighed and he did indeed sound worried.

“Oh…yeah I had a lot of work today,” you answer, looking at Haechan who was biting his lip and staring at the floor, frustrated.

“Oh, that’s good! I mean, that your business is doing well-...I,” he cleared his throat. “I am really sorry about yesterday, y/n.”

“...It’s okay,” you replied and winced when Haechan snapped his eyes toward you annoyed, as if clearly saying ‘No, it’s not okay.’ 

“Let me make it up to you, hm? I’m outside your store now.”

“Now?!” you asked just when you heard the bell again. You were face to face with Seojun, smiling at you gently. 

“Hi, babe! I finished work early today so I thought we could-Oh, sorry you have a customer,” he said when he saw Haechan.

“I’m not a customer,” Haechan replied, jaw tight. “I work here.”

“Oh…she never mentioned you,” he said awkwardly and chuckled, offering to shake hands with Haechan. “I’m Seojun, her boyfriend.”

“Donghyuck,” Haechan replied, stopping himself from saying ‘her destined mate’, shaking his hand, his grip a little bit too strong to be friendly.

You felt petrified, your hands were suddenly cold and you held your breath. When was the last time you had seen Seojun? three weeks ago? More? You could hardly recognize the man you were supposed to be in love with. And what’s worse, you had almost let another man kiss you. And now they were both shaking hands. You were the worst. 

 All these thoughts running in your head were so overwhelming you couldn’t stop a tear rolling down your cheek, and then another one, until you were sobbing uncontrollably. 

 Both men looked at you, surprised. Haechan was the first one to move, wanting nothing else than to hold you but Seojun cleared his throat, gaining his attention. Haechan glared at him, but knew better than to start a fight when you were crying. Instead, he moved away, letting your actual boyfriend be the one who comforted you.

 “What’s wrong, baby?” Seojun asked, caressing your head. Haechan grimaced at the nickname and you only cried harder. “I know, I know. I’ve missed you too. You seem to be very tired, so I’ll cancel the reservation and we can just stay in today, okay? Let’s order something and I’ll stay with you all night, I promise,” he was talking to you, but he stole a glance towards Donghyuck, his instincts already telling him he should be careful. “You can go, Donghyuck. I’ll take care of my girlfriend.”

 Haechan didn’t move for a few seconds, his wolf saying he shouldn’t leave his mate crying  in some other man’s arms. But he finally said goodbye and left the store, telling himself he needed to be patient.

 When you heard the door bell you cried harder, a part of you not wanting Haechan to go. But you pushed that thought away, hugging your boyfriend and repeating in your head that if you worked harder you could make this relationship work. Your boyfriend waited patiently for you to stop crying, helped you close the store, order your favorite food and cuddled you.

“Y/n… tell me what’s on your mind,” he begged when you were both lying in bed.

“Nothing,” you replied, “I’m just tired.”

He stared at you for what felt like a whole minute and then leaned in, kissing you hesitantly. You kissed him back and he deepened the kiss happily. It had been so long since you last kissed. The room became heated soon and you were lying under him, his hands pushing your shirt up slowly, exposing your belly. 

“You’re quiet today,” he panted, kissing your neck.

“I’m just tired,” you repeated, but you were not sure that was the reason. To be honest, you weren’t turned on. You didn’t feel anything at all.

“Yeah? Let me do all the work then, m’kay?” he said, slipping his hand into your pants. He then stopped moving and pulled away from you. “Y/n…you’re not wet.”

 You looked away, embarrassed.Fuck.

“Sorry, I don’t know what’s wrong with me.”

 He stared at you without knowing what to do. This had never happened before. 

“How about I suck you off?” you offered, unbuckling his belt.

“Y/n,” he called, not sure if you should keep going, but all his concerns were replaced with a deep moan when you licked at the tip of his hard member. 

 You felt like the worst girlfriend in the world but you could at least do this for him. You tried to satisfy him as much as possible that night, feeling accomplished whenever he moaned and arched his back, but not once did you feel aroused.

 When you woke up the next morning, Seojun wasn’t there. He had left for work and left a note on your night table, repeating how sorry he was for not spending enough time with you.

 You didn’t have breakfast that day, instead went straight to work and found Haechan waiting for you. He looked like he didn’t sleep all night, dark circles under reddened eyes and a worried expression, which quickly turned into relief when he saw you. He quickly approached you but stopped midway, wrinkling his nose and looking away. You knew how sensitive werewolve’s noses were. He could probably smell Seojun all over you. ‘Good’, you thought. That will help him move on faster. 

 You didn’t tell him not to come to the store again. You thought he would stop now that he saw your boyfriend, but you were wrong. He kept showing up every morning for the next month, working hard, bringing you coffee, and telling jokes like nothing had happened. However, he refused to accept his paycheck.

“What do you want then?”

“You,” he simply replied.

“It’s not gonna happen,” you replied, rolling your eyes and he chuckled. He knew you weren’t indifferent to him.

There were still lingering touches, intense stares and some comments that were far from platonic, but he wasn’t coming at you as strongly as before. He was happy to earn your trust slowly, knowing he had the rest of his life to spend with you. No matter how stubborn you were, you couldn’t fight the pull forever. 

 He did get annoyed whenever Seojun dropped by the store. Seojun was never particularly happy to see him either. 

“Hello, Donghyuck,” he greeted uncomfortably, just like whenever he saw him. “You’re still here this late?”

“I would stay longer if she let me,” he replied.

“If I didn’t know better, I would think you’re trying to steal her away from me,” he joked, but the smile didn't reach his eyes. 

Haechan simply smirked mischievously and walked towards the door.

“See you around, Seojun.”

 You were trying hard to save your relationship, but he was always busy, he barely replied to your texts even though he said he would change and sex with him was getting more awkward. It just felt wrong.

 Tonight was no different. No matter how many positions you tried, you just couldn’t get off. You could tell Seojun was getting tired and frustrated too. 

“Is there…somebody else?” he asked.

“What?! No,” you replied, offended.

“Is it Donghyuck?” he insisted.

“I-,” you mumbled. “There’s nothing going on between us.”

“But he likes you,” he stated.

“It’s more complicated than that…”

“...Explain.”

“He…is a werewolf.”

He raised his eyebrows and his eyes almost popped out of his skull as everything started making sense. 

“Fuck… h-he…imprinted on you?”

“...Yeah.”

“...And you couldn’t tell me sooner?” he spitted angrily.

“I rejected him. There was nothing to say.”

“I-,” he sighed. “I don’t know if I can do this y/n…”

“Nothing happened between us!”

“He won’t stop y/n! He can’t stop! He’s an animal!”

“He is NOT an animal!”

“I bet you like that. Some immature guy who can’t control himself with you,” he scoffed. “And you just play around with him while I work my ass off for us-”

“What?! You don’t work for us! you work for yourself. You didn’t think about us during our anniversary, you didn’t think about us when I asked you to move in together, when I asked to spend your vacation together, when I wanted to introduce you to my parents-”

“Thank God I didn’t meet them! I knew we wouldn’t last long anyways-”

You slapped him as hard as your shaking hands allowed you. He glared at you but said nothing, quickly getting dressed and grabbing his stuff. He felt guilty but refused to be the first one to say sorry. You on the other hand, couldn’t even cry. You were tired of always waiting for a man who never had time for you and now had the audacity of accusing you of cheating. 

 You accompanied him to the door of the store in silence. It was morning already so, of course, Haechan was there. 

“Seojun,” he greeted.

“Donghyuck,” he replied with the same lack of enthusiasm.

“Noona, they just delivered these. I think your friends sent it,” Haechan told you, giving you a couple of gifts and a bouquet of flowers. “I didn’t know it was your birthday! Happy birthday!”

Seojun looked at the gifts, then at you and closed his eyes, sighing full of regret. Of course he forgot about that too.

“Don’t worry, Haechan. You’re not the only one who didn’t know,” you said bitterly. “Come in.”

“Y/n,” Seojun started but you didn’t let him finish this time.

“We should break up, Seojun.” 

 Haechan stopped walking and looked at you, wide eyed. His eyes met Seojun’s and then he bit a victorious smirk, which your now ex-boyfriend didn’t fail to notice.

“No,” Seojun said. “Let’s talk-”

“We were talking just now. I heard you loud and clear. I don’t think there’s anything left to say.”

 You closed the door and walked in, leaving Seojun outside too stunned to speak until he eventually left. You asked Haechan to look after the store while you went to take a shower and then started your day like nothing happened. You could tell Haechan wanted to ask, but you were so busy the entire day you barely had any time alone.

It was dark outside when you were closing the store  and he finally spoke.

“So…”

“I don’t wanna talk about it, Haechan,” you cut him off.

“I know it’s just…Happy birthday,” he said shyly. You turned around and saw him holding a small cake  with candles illuminating his beautiful face. 

“I..wow Haechan,” you smiled genuinely for the first time that day. “When did you have the time to get that?”

“Lunch break,” he replied. “I didn’t have enough time to get you a gift though. I should have known sooner-”

“Thank you.”

“Huh?”

“Thank you, Haechan,” You said, looking at the cake dreamily. 

Haechan could feel his heart about to burst. He smiled proudly.

“You’re welcome. Make a wish.”

You closed your eyes and did as he told you, then blew the candles while he cheered for you. It was a small celebration, but you hadn’t felt so happy in a long time.

 “Drink with me, Haechan?” you asked him. He nodded quickly and offered to go buy any drink you wanted.

And that’s how you found yourself sitting on the counter, drinking a beer with your supposed mate. Laughing at embarrassing stories of when he was a child. 

“What did you wish for, noona?,” he asked suddenly.

“It’s a secret.”

“But I want to knooow,” he pouted.

“Why do you want to know?” you laughed.

“To make it come true.”

You looked at him. His sincere eyes were waiting for an answer just so he could make the impossible possible. All for you.

“I wished…”

“Yeah?” he breathed out.

“For a hug,” you blurted out. Truth be told, you didn’t make a wish. You couldn’t think of any at the moment. But you could really use a hug tright now.

 He gulped, situating himself in between your legs, you still sitting on the counter. “I can do that. May I?”

You nodded and he didn’t waste more time. He pressed your bodies together and held you tightly, his heart beating against yours as he straight out moaned at the feeling. You stayed like that for a minute, both of your breathings getting heavier.

“Noona,” he broke the silence.

“Hmm?”

“Remember when I told you I could wait?”

“Y-yeah…”

“Fuck that,” he groaned and crashed his lips against yours. You kissed him back hungrily  and he sighed dreamily, unconsciously humping against your center, rolling your skirt all the way up. You moaned against his mouth and he chuckled.

“You like that? Hm?”

“Yeah…”

“Me too, angel,” he whispered and cupped your breasts over your shirt, massaging gently. “You’re so soft, so perfect.”

You whined and reached for the hem of his sweatpants, slipping your hand past his boxers and grabbing him firmly. 

“Ah! Ohh…fuck, fuck,” he moaned, taking your panties off and touching you shamelessly. You almost screamed when he collected your wetness and used it to draw gentle circles on your clit.

“Haechan- ah! Haechan oh my god.”

He licked your neck slowly and gave it little sucks that would soon become hickeys if you didn’t stop him.

“W-wait! No m-ah…Ah! No marks!”

“Why the fuck not?” he growled, bearing his teeth against your neck.

 Just then a faint beep from your phone caught both of your attention. The screen of your phone on the counter next to you lighted up to show an incoming message.

Seojun: y/n, I got you a birthday gift-

You couldn’t finish reading it before Haechan grabbed it and turned it off, slamming it back on the counter.

“Because of him?” he asked, irritated.

“It’s just…it’s been only one day. It would be disrespectful…oh!” you moaned as he slid his cock against your pussy lips and rubbed your clit just right.

“Is there an official grieving time or some shit? He's not your boyfriend right now,” he asked, holding your legs open for better access and hissing, his cock twitching. You couldn’t answer, your eyes trained on where your bodies connected.

“How can it be disrespectful when you were mine from the start?” he asked hotly.

“I…I wasn’t-”

“You were. You’ve always.been.mine!” He stressed every word with a hard thrust, constantly stimulating your bundle of nerves. “He should be thankful I even let him anywhere near you.”

You were a sobbing mess, shaking under him as his hips sped up.

“Did he ever make you this wet,noona? hmm? Did he even make you cum?”

“N-no ah…oh my god- he didn’t, I just c-couldn’t,”

“Of course you couldn’t” he chuckled, grabbing his dick and using it to slap your clit harshly, making you arch your back and your eyes roll back. “Since the moment we met, your body would only want me. All these times you told me we couldn’t be together? I knew it was all bullshit. You are mine.”

 You knew he was right even if you didn’t want to admit it. You wanted him since the beginning.

“Let me mark you,” he hissed, his heavy breathing indicating he was as close as you.

“Ah…n-not- Oh! not y-yet please, pleaseplease oh!” he rubbed the head of his cock against your clit fast from side to side. “Haechan, Haecha-AH! ah!ah! OH MY GOD HAECHAN!”

Your body trembled as you came trying to close your legs only for your tights to be slapped open roughly by Haechan. He lifted your shirt  and bra all the way up to your neck and jerked himself off furiously, aiming his load toward your stomach and breasts.

“Fuck, fuck, fuckfuck!” he gasped loudly staring at your face intently while releasing on you.

When he finished he pressed his hands against your stomach and spread his cum all over you.

“W-what are you doing?” you weakly asked.

“If I can’t mark you then you’ll at least smell like me,” he growled.

“Fuck.” you sighed at the view of his cum covered hands massaging your breasts. He kissed your lips softly.

“Happy birthday.”

The next week was weird. Haechan kept working at the store, only now he would be more bold with his touches and kiss you unapologetically whenever you were alone. You didn’t push him away. It just felt right with him.

Except when you read the nonstop messages from your ex. You couldn’t help but feel guilty even though that relationship had been dead months before all this happened. You answered one of his messages, agreeing to meet him and hear what he had to say. You thought it would be awkward if Haechan was around so you told him to leave early, arguing you had plans.  He left, not before throwing a suspicious look at you.

You heard the bell when you were in the divination room and yelled at the newcomer to come in, assuming it was Seojun.

“What happened to your plans?” Haechan asked standing in front of you.

“H-haechan! What are you doing here?”

“Weren’t you going out with friends? Why are you still here?” 

You didn’t speak.

“Noona… you can tell me anything. Don’t lie to me, please”

 You sighed.

“Seojun is coming over,” you admitted.

You saw his jaw tightened but he didn’t speak.

“He wants me to listen to him one last time.”

He nodded and sat down in front of you on the divination table. “I’ll stay.”

“Haechan, no-”

“Yes,” he replied, his eyes turning red momentarily. 

“He won’t feel comfortable-”

“What about what I feel? My mate meeting her ex alone at night makes me very fucking uncomfortable.”

“I…stop calling me that.”

“What? My mate? You are my mate.”

“I haven’t agreed t-to that…” you mumbled.

He stared at you in silence for a few seconds, analyzing your face looking for a sign that you were joking before speaking again

“You’ve gotta be kidding me.”

“I’m just…not sure…you really like me that much. You’re still young-”

“I don’t just like you, y/n. I am in love with you. Imprinted for life. I’m very fucking sure.”

 Truth be told you’d had few relationships in your life. All of them ended badly: they left you for somebody else, they didn’t take you seriously, they didn’t have time for you. How did you know this wasn’t just a sick joke? Haechan could easily be lying to you just to get laid.

It was like Haechan could read your mind.

“You still don’t believe me,” he hissed.

“I’m sorry…”

“Ask your tarot cards then.”

“I can’t see my own future…”

“See mine.”

“R-right now?”

“When is Seojun coming?”

“In about 20 minutes.”

“We have time then. Just a simple reading,” he said leaning back into the chair, manspreading comfortably to let you know he wasn’t going anywhere until you read for him. “Go on.”

“Uh okay,” you started shuffling the cards. “We don’t have much time so you may ask three questions and we’ll take one card to answer each. First question?”

“What am I to you?” he shot without hesitation.

“I thought this was about you. Not me,” you stopped shuffling and glared at him.

“This is about me. You’re in my life now. Now give me a card.”

 Hesitantly you shuffled the cards until one fell on the table facing upwards.

The Sun.

You blushed like crazy. Of course it would be the sun. It was like your cards were making fun of you. You looked up and saw him smirk smuggly.

“I trust you know the meaning of the cards by now, so I don’t need to tell you.”

“I wouldn’t mind hearing it from you,” he teased.

“No. Next question.”

“What are you to me?”

You glared at him again but decided to finish the reading before Seojun arrived instead of arguing. Not even two seconds after another card jump out of your hands and on the table.

The Star.

You looked at Haechan who was smiling gently this time. 

“Still don’t believe me?”

“...What’s your last question?”

“What’s our future together?”

“Haechan…”

“Come on. I want you to see it yourself.”

You shuffled the cards nervously until the last card fell, facing the table. You lifted the corner of the card so only you could see it and quickly tried to put it back into the deck, but Haechan quickly grabbed your hand and stood up, walking around the table until he was standing in front of you

“Show me the card,” he commanded, still holding your hand.

You refused, struggling to get away which only ended with both of you falling on the floor, cards flying all around you as his body hovered over you, grabbing both of your wrists with one hand so he could take the card from you.

The Lovers.

He laughed and threw the card away carelessly, intertwining his fingers with yours and pressing his forehead against yours.

“Stop it,” he said softly. “Stop fighting it, y/n. It’s real. I love you and you love me”

You sighed and nodded, leaning in to kiss him when you heard the bell for the second time tonight.

“Y/n? Are you here?” Seojun’s voice asked from the store entrance.

“Fuck! Haechan you have to hide,” you begged. He rolled his eyes.

“Fine,” he said, getting under the divination table, covering himself completely with the coth over it. 

You quickly picked up the cards and sat down on the table, right when Seojun entered.

“Y/n! You’re working so late,” he said.

“Ah, I was just finishing a reading,” you said.

“Did I interrupt you?”

“No, not at a-ah!” you gasped when you felt Haechan’s hands caress your legs all the way up to your naked thighs, covering them with the cloth. Bad day to wear a skirt.

“What? What’s wrong?” Seojun asked.

“Nothing, it’s just…m-my headaches. You know how i-it is,” you answered trying to press your legs together, but Haechan wouldn’t allow it.

“Right uh…May I sit down?” “I would rather you didn’t,” you accidentally replied out of panic. The last thing you needed was him noticing Donghyuck under the table. “I mean, I’m sure you won’t have much time anyways. What was it you wanted to say?”

“I…I got you a birthday gift,” he said, placing a small box on the table. “I wanted to give it to you sooner, but you didn’t answer my texts…”

“You never replied to mine when we were together, Seojun.”

“I know, I…I’m sorry. We… are we really done? Can’t we work it out?” he asked sadly.

At this, Haechan growled lowly against your inner thigh, licking and nipping possessively.

You gasped, which your ex mistakenly took as a good sign, looking at you hopefully.

“We were together for so long y/n,” he continued. “Let’s not let a kid ruin it.”

Haechan, who had been kissing his way up to your center, gave you a long lick over your panties making you whine and cover your face with your hands.

“W-ah! what are you talking a-about?” you asked, trying to keep your cool when Haechan found your clit and sucked it into his mouth roughly over the thin layer of fabric.

“We were just fine before that…wolf showed up, y/n,” he said approaching the table to grab the tiny box and open it, revealing a ring with a huge diamond on it. “What do you think? Let’s forget about all this and get marrie-”

 “Oh my god, ohmygod ah!” you sobbed, Haechan pressing his head harder against you, desperate to taste more, holding your thighs around his head. “You c-can’t just- oh… fuck, this is… Things were bad before H-Haech-ah!”

“Y/n, what are you talking about? We were great.”

“You n-never had t-time for me-ah! You forg-ot my…birthday, our anniver-” you sobbed into your hands, tears of pleasure falling down your cheeks. Thankfully Seojun assumed you were just very emotional.

“I said I was sorry,” he repeated the words you’d heard so many times before.

“I- for…give y-you,” you regretted saying those words as soon as you felt teeth grazing your clit threateningly. “B-but we ah! are n-not getting back… t-together.”

Seojun just stood there, in silence. There was nothing else he could possibly say to change your mind.

“I’m sorry,” he repeated again.

You nodded without looking at him, your face still hiding behind your hands. Being sorry wouldn’t change anything. You didn’t look up until you heard the bell again, telling you Seojun had left.

 You finally let out a loud moan and lifted the cloth, and the sight of Haechan contently eating you out made you come immediately, your thighs shaking around him and your fingers pulling his hair, him groaning appreciatively. 

“Good girl,” he murmured against your core, between licks. “You did so well. So, so good.”

Sensitive, you tried to push his head away, which he responded to with a snarl that sounded almost too animalistic to be coming from him.

“H-Haechan?”

“More,” was his only answer before he stood up and manhandled you onto the table, dropping the box with the ring off the table in the process and ripping your panties with his bare hands, diving back in.

You screamed so loud, you were sure your neighbors would be scared.

“FUCK! HAECHAN!”

 You pulled at his hair and he moaned against you, the vibrations giving you more pleasure that you could handle.

“Oh, please, too- too m-much,” you mumbled, followed by a mantra of his name, which only fueled him more. 

 He pressed his tongue flat against your clit and shook his head from side to side, making you come undone for him. You laid limp on the table trying to recover from what was probably the best orgasm you had ever had in your life when you felt him licking and biting your stomach.

“H-haechan n-no, no m-marking,” you weakly whispered trying to push his head away from your belly but he growled, literally bearing his teeth at you. That’s when you finally noticed the deep crimson shine of his eyes and the thin layer of sweat covering his face.

“Is t-this… are you in…?” You didn’t even know how to finish that question. You vaguely remember reading about heats and ruts, but nothing really prepared you to experience one.

“Mate,” he said like he was possessed. He lifted your body like you weighed nothing and carried you on his shoulder up the stairs. “ Need to mate you.”

He opened a couple of doors until he found your room and threw you on the bed. You would never admit it, but you were incredibly turned on by this new side of him. He took his shirt off carelessly and climbed on top of you, staring you down like you were his prey. You felt like a prey too, not being able to do anything but gasp when he tore your shirt and bra the same way he did to your panties earlier, leaving you on just your skirt.

“Fuck, I liked that shirt…ah!” you moaned while he sucked on your nipples.

“I’ll buy you more,” he replied like it was nothing. “Buy you anything you want.”

“H-how are you gonna do that?” you laughed. “You don’t even accept your payche-fuck ah!”

“Don’t need it,” he mumbled against your breast, his right hand fingering you slowly while his left hand played with your other breast. “Have savings. Could buy the entire store if I wanted.”

You could only groan at the feeling of his hands all over your body. 

“Hyuck, p-please… need to-need to feel you,” you begged.

“Feel me?”

“Inside, inside please!”

 He grunted and pulled away from you, finally taking his pants and boxers off, and pumping himself a couple of times before aligning himself with your entrance. 

“W-wait!” you said and before he could growl at you you quickly grabbed a condom from your drawer and handed it to him. He stared at it confused, and a bit offended.

“That’s not my size,” he said. You rolled your eyes, thinking  he was being arrogant and opened it so you could put it on him yourself. But you stopped yourself when you paid proper attention to his size. Your mouth hung open in disbelief, staring up at him. He smirked as he held his cock with his hand, thick and heavy. 

 Stubbornly you tried to put the condom on him. He hissed when you pressed it against his tip and started rolling it down with difficulty. The mission failed not even half way through, the condom split all the way to the tip, revealing the angry purple cock due to lack of circulation.

“Guess I’m bigger than him,” he teased, tossing the broken condom into the floor and jerking himself off slowly. “I’m clean, I promise.”

 You nodded, spreading your legs and letting him enter you slowly. You winced when the head pushed into you, stretching you so good you got dizzy.

“Besides,” he added, pushing more of himself into you. “The whole point of this is to breed you.”

Your eyes snapped open.

“H-Haechan!”

“Mm?” he hummed, followed with a moan when he finally pushed all of him inside of you.

“Oh! y-you…you can’t be serious,” your nervous laugh was cut off by a deep thrust that had you gasping for air.

“Can’t help it,” he moaned. “Wanna give you my pups.”

“F-fuck…” you whimpered, giving into the pleasure as he pulled all the way out and thrusted harshly into you again.

“You’re so g-oh! so good, y/n,” he moaned, increasing the pace of his thrusts, trapping you in the bed with his body, his pelvis chafing your clit insistently. “Gonna…gonna fill you up-ah!”

“Oh yeah! yeah p-please-ah! ah…Ah! Fuck! Fuckfuckfuck,” you begged incoherently.

“Y/n, y/n, y/n,” he could only repeat, pistoning into you like an animal, mouthing your neck needily. “Need to…need to m-mark you ugh!” was the last thing he said before he sank his fangs into your skin.

 If it hurt, it was only for a second, as an incredible pleasure consumed your entire body, making your eyes roll all the way back into your skull and cum with a silent scream.

“G-good girl,” Haechan huffed against your ear, never stopping his movements. “Again, a-again!”

 You hadn’t even come down from your high and he was forcing you into another one, the stimulation almost painful. You clumsily tried to push his hips to a stop, the feeling becoming too much for your human body, but it did nothing but provoke him to go harder.

 You were a sobbing mess by now, you were moaning and screaming nonsense that sounded like his  name, when your body finally convulsed and your squirted so hard he had to pull out.

“Fuck!” he hissed, reaching for your clit with his hand and rubbing it furiously. “Fuck! That’s it, give it to me!”

 You were literally crying. It was all so good, you couldn’t even process it, and he kept giving you more and more. Finally you fell limp into the bed, bedsheets wet under you, panting under Haechan’s intense stare.

“...Again,” you heard his voice say, deeper than you’d ever heard him.

You weakly shook your head and tried to crawl away from him. He chuckled darkly, grabbing both of your ankles and manhandling you  into your belly. He didn’t even bother going slow this time, slamming into you hard and setting a fast pace since the beginning.

“My mate is s-so cute,” he moaned, giving a particularly hard thrust. “Running away when I haven’t even knotted you once. So…so cute.”

You desperately grabbed the sheets under you,  feeling so good you were screaming until your throat was sore and you started drooling into the pillow.

“Ah…Ah shit,” he hissed, now covering your body with his, not allowing a single move from you as his knot started expanding. “Y/n, y/n,y/n,y/n,y/n…ooohhh.”

His hips hammered into you animalistically until he pushed his knot into you, now he could only grind against you and give short thrusts until it stopped growing. 

“T-too m-much…”you babbled, your body too spent to try to resist.

“You c-can take it, noona,” he panted licking at the mark on your neck. “My pretty y/n, my angel, y-you can take…all of me, can’t you? hmm? Of course you c-Aaah! fuuuckkkk… o-of course you c-can…made for me…you’re m-made for m-ooohh!” he barely mumbled, jaw hung open, the tip of his tongue sticking out his bottom lip because of the overwhelming pleasure while spurts of cum spilled inside of you until you felt you were going to explode. And just when you thought you couldn’t take anything else, his hand found its way to your clit and massaged it fast and uncoordinated, until another wave of pleasure took over you, your mind going blank.

 “So lucky…I’m so blessed… The Moon gifted you to me,”was the last thing you heard before everything was silent and you drifted out of consciousness.

When you woke up, you were lying on your side, Haechan’s arms around you and his mouth kissing your shoulder gently. You tried to turn around but a sharp pain stopped you, pulling a loud hiss from Haechan too.

 “Don’t move yet, angel. Not while I’m still knotting you,” he pouted and caressed your stomach.

“Right…sorry,” you said and lied down in silence again until Haechan spoke again.

“Y/n…”

“Hmm?”

“What is that?” he asked, pointing at a little box of medication on your night table. 

“Ah…those? Birth control pills.”

 His body tensed against you. The movement of his hand on your belly stilling.

“You take those?!” he sounded betrayed.

“You didn’t think I would actually let you get me pregnant, right?” you laughed. 

“...But I want it,” he whispered into your ear, making you shiver.

“That’s just your wolf instinct speaking right now.”

“I don’t care. Want it.”

“Well, it won’t happen. I’m protected,” you chuckled and got into a comfortable position to sleep again.

“...Y/n?” you heard after a few minutes.

“Yeah?”

“Aren’t pills like… 99% effective only?”

You bursted out laughing this time. “Only? 99% only? You don’t think that can stop you?”

You would have laughed more but Haechan gave you a hard unexpected thrust now that his knott was getting smaller, making you gasp and hold into his arms for support.

“Wanna find out?” he asked.

[writemekpop]

Robot Lover | Lee Donghyuck (Haechan)

5K Follower Series Ep. 16

Summary: You designed the perfect man – and built him, as a sex robot. But what do you do when Haechan tires of the customers, and falls for you? 

Genre: Sex robot AU, smut

Word Count: 1.4k

Prompt : “Shut up and take your pants off.”

"I want my money back! That sex robot of yours couldn't even keep his tiny metal dick up!” 

Irene’s face was dark red, her clothes bunched up in her arms. Before you could even apologise, she stormed out of the apartment.  

You squeezed the bridge of your nose, taking a deep breath. This was the third time a client had walked out of a session unsatisfied.  

When you first designed Model H809A15AN, or Haechan, as you called him, he was a state-of-the-art sex robot. He was tall, dark, muscular, and handsome – everyone’s dream. Plus, his tongue could vibrate, and his penis changed size according to the client’s needs. Perfection!  

But lately, something was going wrong. Haechan was no longer able to perform. You’d spent hours debugging, reprograming, polishing… nothing. Why was he acting up like this? 

Haechan was sat on the bed, his broad shoulders hunched, and his head hung low. His chestnut brown hair flopped forwards, covering his eyes.

If it wasn’t for the green button glowing faintly on the back of his neck, you could have sworn he was real. From the tiny hairs on his tanned arms to the moles around his eyes, he looked… human. 

You sat down on the mattress beside Haechan. 

“What’s the matter, Haechan?” 

Haechan lifted his head to look at you. His dazzling brown eyes leapt with flecks of gold. “I am sorry, mistress. I have failed you yet again.” 

“Haechan, we’ve been over this! If you can’t satisfy my clients, I’ll just have to… make a new model.”

Haechan’s eyes widened. He gripped your hand with alarming strength. “No! Please don’t decommission me!” 

You sighed, exasperated. “Look, if you can’t do the job, what’s the point?”  

Haechan started to pant, his broad chest rising and falling. His cheeks filled with colour, and his brow glistened. Your heart squeezed, and you had to remind yourself he was just a machine. Sometimes, he looked so lifelike.  

He gulped. “There is a reason that I cannot service the clients anymore.

You stared him straight in the eye. “What? You’ve known the problem all this time? Why are you only telling me now?”

Haechan’s face flushed even more, and he couldn’t meet your eyes. “I just… I do not want you to be angry at me.” 

You scoffed. ��Come on, how bad can it be?” 

“It- it may make you view me differently forever.”

“Look, if you’ve got a virus, it’s okay. They have software for that.” 

He suddenly looked up, meeting your gaze in a wide-eyed stare. “It’s not… a software issue.”

Your chest was tight. What could it be? He didn’t… not want to work for you anymore, right? Had someone done something to him? 

 “... It’s because… I am in love with you. I love you, mistress. Y/n.”

You gasped. Haechan had never said your name out loud before. 

You’d heard about machine learning, but robots falling in love? Nonsense. “Look. I bet it’s just a virus-“ 

 “No!” Haechan pulled your hand onto his firm chest. “Feel my heart, it beats for you.” 

You gulped. You really could feel his heart thundering away against your palm. And the heat radiating from his body…it was driving you insane.

You pulled your hand off. “You’re just… just silicon and steel. That’s it.” Your own heart started to race. Why was it racing?

Haechan stared at you, hazel eyes blazing with defiance. “I know you feel the same way! Your pupils are dilated, your cheeks are flushed, your heart rate is one hundred and ten beats per minute. Those are the signs of attraction, of love. Or am I reading you wrong?”

“I- I…” you stuttered. 

Haechan went on. “You’re my creator, and you made me into your perfect man.” 

His voice was low, and ringing with intensity. “Well here I am, your perfect man, wanting you back.”

“But how can we-“

“Shut up and take your pants off.” Haechan said a playful smile toying at his plump lips.

 You gasped. “Where did you learn to talk like that?”

He smirked. “I may have picked up a trick or two over the years. I can tell you like it. Your blood pressure just spiked.”

You rubbed your cheeks, blushing. Damn it, why did you add all those extra features?  

Haechan touched your thigh. “I don’t want to be your servant anymore. I want to be your… equal.”

You bit your lip. This was not a good idea…

Haechan leant close. The air thickened with something intense, electrifying.  

“I can make love to you better than those human men,” Haechan whispered, his breath tickling your ear. “I hear the way you fake your moans when you bring someone around. With me, you’d never have to fake it. You designed me for you, after all.”

You gulped. Unable to breathe. To talk. 

“Can I try something?” Haechan asked, his fingers grazing lightly across your neck, leaving a burning trail in their wake.  

Your heart and your head were in crossfire. No one had ever looked at you like how Haechan was looking at you right now - like you set him alight. 

You nodded, your desire getting the better of you.

Haechan leant towards you. He left a trail of soft kisses up your neck, each one pressing against your skin for a second longer. You let your eyes flutter shut. 

Even though you knew these moves were calculated – you’d programmed them yourself - your skin still quivered with a pleasure. 

Haechan’s lips hovered over yours. And then, he kissed you. 

You moaned into the kiss. His fingers cupped your cheek. His tongue was warm, inviting. Your whole body blazed with desire. Every inch of your skin exploded with sparks at his touch. 

As you kissed, you curled your hand around the back of his head, through his soft hair. 

You squeezed your mouth onto his, kissing him with all your might. You ran your fingers up the back of his neck, feeling the short spiky hairs brush your fingers. Haechan shuddered with pleasure.

By accident, your fingers touched the button on the back of Haechan’s neck. Your eyes snapped open. For a moment, you’d gotten so lost in pleasure, that you’d forgotten Haechan was not human. You’d forgotten that this could never work. 

Only your fingerprint could activate the button. You pushed it. Haechan froze. 

You pulled your mouth off him and watched in anguish as Haechan tried to fight it, but couldn’t. 

“I… love… you.” Were the last words Haechan said as he powered down. The light left his eyes, and his cold, heavy body slumped forwards onto yours. 

You pushed him off, shuddering. 

“I’m so sorry,” you whispered.

That night, when you took Haechan’s body apart, piece by piece, your cheeks were wet with tears. You cried so much that you could have passed out from dehydration. 

You were doing this for the sake of humanity. This… this had gone too far. Haechan had crossed boundaries that no scientist could have predicted. It was just too dangerous.

 Love… could wait. 

-Five years later-

“Haemi, come for dinner!” 

Your three-year-old daughter came running into the kitchen, skidding to a halt in front of you.

Your husband, Renjun, followed behind. 

You didn’t see it at the time, but Renjun was similar to Haechan in many ways. When Renjun kissed you, you couldn’t help but think of Haechan’s lips as they grazed your neck. 

Every time you closed your eyes, you’d see a flash of brown skin, a mole, a signature smirk. 

Renjun’s touch didn’t set your skin alight, but how important was that really? At least you had Haemi. 

There was a knock at the door. 

Every time you heard the doorbell, a tiny part of you would leap. Could it be Haechan? But that was impossible. 

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK 

You yanked open the door. The wineglass in your hand fell to the floor, spreading a deep red stain. But you didn’t notice – you were too busy staring at the man standing at your door. 

In that moment, the five years that had passed vanished as if they never happened.

It was Haechan.

You rubbed your eyes. But there he was, tall, brown, breathing. He hadn’t aged a day since the day you took him apart. 

How was this possible? 

Haechan stepped forwards. “I finally found you.”  

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[ikonislife]

Tiny Surprise.

-Donghyuk x Reader

-Christmas Drabble.

This was not what you had signed up for, all alone struggling with a cart filled to the brim and still browsing, correction, fighting your way through the aisle of the supermarket for grocery. If you have to argue with one more person about who was in line first, you will lose it, murderous rage lose it. The mall, the outlet, hell, even the dollar store should be packed but why is the supermarket feeling so much like black Friday at this moment. 

Wasn't it the norm to leave grocery shopping for holiday party till the night before Christmas? Isn't that why you took 3 days off ahead of time to shop? What perhaps even more annoying than the middle age woman that had been glaring daggers your way for grabbing the last pack of discounted plastic cups, the fact that your dear boyfriend nowhere to be seen despite promising left and right to help you prep. After all, it was his idea to have all of iKon gathering at your new home for a holiday party, a house warming of sort and to ring in the holiday season. You hadn’t think much about it, Donghyuk cares for his brothers more than even himself and it makes you happy to have someone so compassionate as a life partner. Of course you said yes in a heartbeat especially when he so lovingly promised to be there every step of the way to help. Except when time come for the hard work to be done, Donghyuk is everywhere but here, dissipated into thin air and even phone calls from his desperate girlfriend couldn't reach him.

After about an hour queuing to pay, you're just about done with life, just that much closer to cancelling the goddamn party altogether. You officially hate Mariah Carey after ‘All I Want for Christmas’ played for the 15th times, not even exaggerating, 15th times by the time you had left the store. 

Who care if all the boys had been looking forward to this all month, you're simply exhausted. Not even the bright blinking lights adorn by every possible objects along your way could cheer you up, not even the giant blow-up penguin cutely smiling with the Santa’s hat on, not even that. To make matters so much worse, your longing for a simple cup of hot chocolate with tiny marshmallow denied because apparently everyone else in this city also wanted the same thing. You’re not about to wait in line another hour, uh uh, not today. 

Yet another call missed by Donghyuk and your eyes beginning to flare red from frustration. If he didn't want to do the tedious task, at the very least picking you up would be greatly appreciated. Yet the reality is far from what you hope for as you continue to struggle your way to find a taxi, up to your neck with the holiday crowd and grocery bags.

By the time your body collapses onto the comfort of your couch, grocery bags litter their way like Hansen and Gretel breadcrumb trail, the golden sun had bowed out for the day leaving a darkening cloud of glittering snow dusting the Earth, leeching the gleamers of the plentiful holiday lights proudly worn by all the houses. A tired sigh left your lips, the cold slowly lulling your eyes to flutter shut as the couch consumes you into this warm embrace, never mind the fresh produces needing to be refrigerate... This must be what heaven feels like. 

When aching body finally risen from the place it had remained for a good 2 hours, the moon’s silvery gleam has beginning to reach its arms through your curtain. Groggy and completely sluggish from perhaps the best yet worst nap you’ve ever had, your body feel much like it had been hit by a truck, throat scratchy from screaming over the crowd at the market and well, your head hurts like a bitch. Needless to say, the moment your eyes were met with the sight of Donghyuk happily chomping down on a big piece of cake, the fire within your heart reignited, all the frustration of the world come raining down on your aching body and melted mind. 

“Where have you been?” Sounding off your grieve as patronizing as a drowsy, half asleep person could, you stand there with hands on your hips glaring to the best of your ability at a smiling Donghyuk.

“Baby, you’re awake” He cheers out, near running to your side for a big hug but his step halted at your flaring nostrils, probably looking much like a dragon about to blow. “I was going to carry you to the bed, but you looked so peacefully, I didn’t want to disturb-”

“Are you being serious right now?”

“Y/n...” Guilt, guilt written all over his handsome features as his gaze casts onto your wrinkled clothing, padded jacket still enveloping your body in its confinement, scarf barely hanging onto dear life. You had been so tired that the snow covered jacket has no chance to be hung as your body thrown itself into sleep. 

“NO, don’t Y/n me. And don’t you dare tell me to calm down. Are you being serious, Donghyuk. You promised me, you promised you’d be home to help me shop and wrap present. But where were you? None of the presents are wrap because I spent the entire day, THE ENTIRE DAY, Kim Donghyuk, fighting by way through the markets.” Arms flailing, fingers roughly carding through your knotted up hair, you didn’t know how else to express yourself aside from loudly ranting and making yourself as big as you can as if fighting off a bear. “I am so tired... Everyone else had their spouse with them and I, I-”

Before you could even finish the sentence, Donghyuk already has his arms around you, soft shushing and gentle hand petting away all the exasperation weighting down your smile away. His eyes tear up at the thought of you struggling all alone down the cold street of the city, wondering, waiting for him. 

“I just wanted to know if you were alright... The road is so slippery and, and there was an accident and you didn’t even answer my call. I just wanted to go home and see you but my taxi stolen, TWICE,  by jerks and I had to walk for so long... Some lady wanted to murder me for plastic cups, Donghyuk, plastic cups.” That’s it, you’re crying now. You didn’t want to cry because as angry as you were, it’s not his fault. God know how unpredictable his work schedule could be and no one could really control how long it would take for that perfect recording. With the comeback just around the corner, you should be thankful he’s even home every night to tuck you in and chat your insomnia away with his honey dripped voice. “I’m so sorry... It’s not your fault, baby. I shouldn’t have yelled. I was just frustrated.”

“Sweetheart, don’t apologize. I should’ve been there to be your snowplow through the market so you don’t have to and fight to death to defend your plastic cups.” What’s the deal with the plastic cup is, Donghyuk has no idea, all he knows is right now you just need a shoulder to cry on and for him to be there. “What do you say we spend the rest of the night watching movies and wrap present. I’ll help of course but I need to put together the tiny tent I bought for our new baby first, then I’m all yours.” 

“Okay... thank you for being here.” It took you a full thirty seconds before what he said even register... Did he just said new baby? “Donghyuk... What is that carrier over there?” And a full minute before you realize there, right by the couch where your comatose body had been, was a small grey plastic carrier, the kind that you’d put a small animal in. 

“Why don’t you go see for yourself.”

Hesitation lacing itself with every step you take, you crouch down to examine the small thing with great care before the most adorable sound known to mankind chimes through your home with its sweetness. The tiniest meow emanates out and your heart nearly stops, Donghyuk was now sitting just beside you with the brightest smile on his lips.

“Surprise” He mewls out softly, a delicate kiss upon your cheeks before he gently picks up the tiniest kitten you’ve ever seen. “I wanted to surprise you but the trip to pick up this little guy took longer than I thought. I completely forgot about holiday traffic and well, now you know why I didn’t make it home.”

You’re crying again but for a whole different reason, the tiny little ball of fur wiggles in your boyfriend’s arms, pawing lightly at his sweater, and melting your heart a bit more with every meow it gives. 

“Baby... I- How did you, I’m so happy.” 

“You’ve been talking about a kitten for so long and I just thought it was time. Wanna hold him?”

Before you could reply, Donghyuk already placing your tiny baby right on your lap. His fur incredibly soft and you imagine this is what cloud would feel like. He’s black as the night sky but the little white patches on his chest and face give the little guy just enough quirk to fit right into your little family. His tiny little paws white with milky pink paw pads as if he’s wearing tiny little socks, and the way his legs struggle to keep up just melt your heart away. 

For the next hour, all could be heard was the sound of amazement whenever the tiny one does something cute, which is everything, even if he’s just sitting there breathing. Donghyuk has settled himself on the couch, watching as you quite literally crawl on the floor as the little one runs amok. 

A soft content smile remains on his lips for the rest of the night and on his mind, the thought that one day right along side with your little furry companion, a baby of two will fill your lives with laughter and happiness. But for now, having you and the kitten is enough to make his heart swell.