#haechan's just a cutie passing by

[neos127]

Haechan was completely enamored of you— but he just couldn’t speak english. The language barrier frustrated him to no end and he wished it was as easy to convey his feelings in english as it was in korean.

You noticed how tired and distracted Haechan looked during your lunch that day. His hair was a bit messed up but it was cute and like always, he never failed to look good. Snapping out of your thoughts, you turned back to your conversation with Mark, who had been a helpful friend and translator when you met up with Haechan. The three of you all went to the same university and became close— although Haechan felt as if you preferred Mark’s company over his. After all, he grew up in an english speaking country. It was just easier for the two of you to connect.

Haechan subconsciously glared at Mark, his lips forming into a pout. He picked up a few words from the conversation, but most of it fell on deaf ears. He was frustrated and longed to make you laugh the way Mark did. He never told you, but he spent most nights studying english on some app after he finished his homework. He really wanted to talk to you— maybe even more than talk but Haechan had a long way to go before then. He knew that you were practicing korean, but it isn’t very easy to pick up a new language, especially overnight which is what Haechan wished would happen.

“Are you okay?” You suddenly asked, making Haechan’s head whip around to face yours. Mark translated for him even though Haechan understood the question perfectly. He didn’t have the energy to tell his friend off and decided to keep his eyes on you.

He nodded, putting a fake smile on his face. You frowned, quickly pulling out your phone. Haechan could see you typing and immediately knew that you were on the translation app. He tried to hold back his groan of frustration as much as he could as you wordlessly passed your phone to him.

‘You know you can tell me anything. I care about you.’

Haechan glanced at Mark before looking down at your phone again.

‘I just really wished that I could talk to you without needing Mark to translate. I want to hang out alone.’ Haechan typed out his message before sliding the phone back to you, quick enough so that way Mark couldn’t see. Haechan watched as you read the text, his stomach doing somersaults as he waited for any reaction.

You smiled slightly, quickly typing a response and handing the phone back to Haechan.

‘Who says we can’t?’

Haechan looked up with furrowed eyebrows, wondering what you meant until you sent a wink his way. He held back a smirk, sliding your phone towards you before turning to Mark. He explained that you two were going to see a movie— Haechan hoped that his friend bought the lame excuse. A sly smile stretched across Mark’s face but he waved to you guys anyways, getting up to head home.

“You ready?” Haechan asked, feeling more confident at that moment than he had all day. He held out his hand and you took it with a smile.

“Of course, cutie.”

saw an anime fic like this and was inspired! also im in my hc feels soooo

[lelengerine]

Can I request boyfriend!Haechan being jealous of his member after his s/o fell asleep on their shoulder instead of his

i’m so sorry i got to this late,,, college really takes the life out of u ;0; also i think i made this prompt a little more playful than just pure jealousy and i'm not sure if its entirely what you're looking for, but i still hope you like it and thank you for sending in the req!

midnights

pairing | gamer!hyuck x reader

genre | established relationship au, purely fluff as far as i can say, another round of the streamer/gamer hyuck agenda, haechan uses nicknames for reader (cutie, lovie, baby) but no specific prns are used!

wc | 1.1k

m.list

its currently four in the morning and a new game loads for the nth time on the big monitor displayed right in front of your living room. you’re not even sure what game it is at this point, feeling your eyelids droop the longer you keep them open, yet haechan and jeno are wide awake — presumably from the amount of red bulls they’ve consumed in the past hour, a couple of neon colored cans now scattered around.

haechan invited his friend group over to a game night turned sleepover at your shared apartment. it wasn’t like you minded. in fact, you enjoyed the company of his friends from time to time, and the crowd of people wouldn’t hurt considering you had a couple of guest bedrooms readily available for them.

the ones who are in the midst of playing are practically the only two standing soldiers left. jaemin and jisung had retreated to scrolling on their phones, mark passed out on the bean bag by the corner of the room who knows how long ago, and renjun’s sat on the couch — watching the (not so) friendly match alongside you.

“how long do you think they’ll be at it?” your words are a little groggy as you hug the pillow that was laying on your lap, tone laced with sleepiness.

“i bet another hour if we’re being honest here.” renjun replies back softly, letting out a small yawn after as he mindlessly continues to watch the two play.

the yelling from your boyfriend and jeno begins to sound like static noise passing through your ears, making you even more drowsy than you already were. “another hour it is. wake me up by then, would you?” 

“yeah, sure. if i don’t fall asleep either.” a small laugh resounds out of your seat mate’s chest, and you begin to bury your head in the pillow you were hugging earlier, sinking yourself into the plush fabric. 

it doesn’t take too long for your consciousness to slip away into a deep slumber, body beginning to grow heavy as every minute slowly passes by. perhaps that’s why it never registered that you were beginning to lean on your side, your head eventually landing by renjun’s arm.

though he does get startled by the sudden weight on his side, he couldn’t find the strength within him to move you back into place—the drowsiness kicking in his system as well—and so, he just let you be, deciding it would be best to succumb to sleep himself.

another hour does indeed pass by just as renjun predicted, and the two are still at each other’s throats for a final round. the room is silent, yet neither of them really cared. the only sound in the room being the mashing of controller buttons to hit combos. 

“i finally win, loser!” haechan abruptly cheers once a victory flag is displayed on his side of the screen, signaling the end of their time playing.

“yeah, after like what? five rounds?” jeno chuckles, not a dent in his pride for losing a single time to the boy beside him. 

“Whatever!” haechan quickly sets his controller down, still feeling proud despite jeno’s jab at his supposed gaming skills. “they say the last game is always the most important one.” 

“sure…” jeno eyes his competitor briefly before getting up to stretch, “anyways, i’m going to go get a glass of water.” 

“get me one too.” jaemin mumbles from the side, half-awake and still doing who knows what on his phone. “got it jaem.”

that now left haechan all to himself and his first instinct was to go looking for you, shocked that he found you right behind him, your face comfortably sandwiched between the pillow you were holding and renjun’s side.

he doesn’t know what urged him to rush over to where you were residing, completely dismissing renjun’s presence as he gently gets a hold of your sleeping figure to bring you back to the comfort of your bed. “guys, i’ll be back. just gotta bring y/n to our room.”

a responsive hum from jaemin is all he needs, and he’s already whisking you away to your bedroom, laying you on the fluffy duvet that covers the bed with care.

he crouches down to stare at you for a moment, a small pout on his face. “lovie, i can’t believe you’d snuggle with renjun. on our couch nonetheless!” he whines in a whisper, knowing you wouldn’t hear anything he’d say.

“can’t believe you’d replace me that quick.” a finger of his pokes your cheek once, then twice, then twice turns into a couple more times, and before he knew it, he accidentally wakes you up.

“hyuuuckie, why aren’t you asleep?” you prolong your speech with eyes only half way open, not really registering anything into your brain. 

your boyfriend can only chuckle at your drowsy state, finding your actions endearingly cute. “sorry, lovie. i just finished a game with jeno, but we’ve called it quits for now.” he tries to explain slowly for the sake of you understanding him. 

“then come to bed! i need my teddy bear.” you huff defeatedly, now making grabby hands his way, and haechan feels his heart bursting with giddy adoration. you weren’t one to usually act this way so haechan would cherish every moment you’d let your guard down in front of him and stored it in his mind like he was collecting a jar of water during a time of drought. this was certainly one of those times.

“you need your teddy bear?” you nod a single time as haechan repeated your words. he originally planned to help with the clean up after bringing you over to the bed, but how could he just leave you all alone after that? “okay, loviee. your teddy is going to bed with you.” he coos all giggly, easily swayed by the sight before him.

haechan lifts up the covers of his side of the bed, laying down in one, swift motion. you seek out his warmth just as quickly, shifting towards his direction to wrap your arms around his waist before falling back to sleep. 

“cutie baby.” he utters out under his breath, before letting out a yawn, already feeling himself tire out — the hours of constant gaming quickly catching up to him. soon enough, he drifts off in your embrace, forgetting his friends just outside the room.

“hey, where did hyuck say he was going again?” jeno questions as he rounds the corner of the couch, beginning to pick up the litter he and haechan had left behind on the floor.

jisung quickly points in the direction of the master bedroom, and jeno could only groan in frustration, already knowing his clean up partner wouldn’t be coming out of there any time soon (or at all for that matter).

[fff777]

reaction part 3 to nct nation concert d-day ep 4

it's nice that nct nation, neobongs and leekbongs can coexist peacefully

like ships passing in the night. we love the drama.

group photo :3

cutie ham jwi :3 (with chenle in the corner)

dong sicheng <3

they were playing beautiful during this ending montage and it made me low key emotional 🥹

fam's (almost) all here! someone photoshop taeil in

time for next day of rehearsals

they're holding hands 🤏

a qian kun sign and doll :3

sicheng <3

jaehyun :P

the staff were telling them that it might rain but they would go on with the show. is this the concert where it was raining really hard during wayv's performance?

a very johnny thing to say

markren

as always kangaroo my love <3

the stadium really is so enormous

thank you chenle for playing nice

xiaokun?!

yeah it was the wayv rain performance. i forgot what song they performed.

osaka greeting success

yutae :3

xiaochan? haejun? whatever they are, i'm into it. and they both look so pretty

the BAT jisung

winyang

this is pretty epic

yuta japanese ment bracketed by serious kun with a bear hanging down his leg and chenle sajiao-ing

some more cute moments

haewin 😅

literally caught in 4k lmao. look at hendery 😂 the other guys are just amused like "ah yes, classic haechan"

in the end he settled for a heart

concert success!

i ran out of room for screencaps in the end but twas cute! this was a nice video after a long and tiring week

[onyourhyuck]

𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐊ᵃ𝐫𝐦𝐚 [ Season 3 ]

synopsis; • Fast forwarding six years, Park areum is coming back to the journalist industry. A case from thirteen years ago re-opens when Areum finds something suspicious around a drug ring in clubs and her parents car accident from thirteen years ago have suspicious links. However something always trails back to past that she’s never knew about.

warnings; • mafia jeno Au, mystery, thriller, SMUTTT NO MINORS, ANGST, police exo au, romance, park areum and lee jeno are married , minjae and nayoung are cuties, horror (scary death scenes). gruesome graphic detailed language.

Now Part 7 !! || —> Next Part 8.

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Jeno walks into the unground training base where the newly found soldiers were training, under kun and Renjun’s care. These two were fixing these newbies into the finest of men to serve him.

Their leader, their pride and their brother.

Renjun and Kun saw Jeno arriving where they stop the trainees midway, blowing the whistle. Once they heard the announcement bell the hundreds and hundreds on top of each other newbs stand in a straight one single file line.

“Salute the boss!” Renjun shouts on top of his lungs like his life has depended on it. The soldiers hit their shoes together, voice in unison loudly welcoming Jeno. The man nods acknowledging them.

He would observe the soldiers standing still, raising an eyebrow. They seem pretty determined to pass all three tasks.

“What task are you all on?” Jeno interrogated seriously, with his menacing eyes staring right into their souls. The solider up front dares to answer him, looking back at Jeno. “Task two sir!”

He hums smirking. “Your name, soldier?” The young guy does not break single eye contact with the guy he will call his boss one day. “Lucas. Wong Lucas.”

Jeno pats Lucas’ shoulder. “Good luck on your task.” He walks away approaching Renjun and Kun. The older man blows the whistle again. “Go train before the next task is called!” Kun orders.

“What brings you here Jeno?” Renjun would ask with a short welcoming smile. Usually the mafia leader wouldn’t have time to come down and say hello, paperwork really is main job lately. But now, Jeno has managed to finish everything and he could really just admire his base that has grown over the years.

Jeno sighs, stretching. “I finished all my paperwork for once, so i have no more work to do.” Kun approaches the man with a short smile. “That’s rare. Go home, take a bath, I don’t know.” Kun tells.

The man looks over at the time on his watch raising his eyebrow. “No one’s home. I don’t feel like being home alone.” He adds. He then realised he hasn’t seen one guy at work, at all in the base.

He can’t bother areum at work, she will kick him out herself if he were to disturb the only place she actually gets work done at. The children are at school. Jisung and Mina are on their honeymoon, so he can’t play video games with jisung.

Everyone has jobs right now at the base… it’s just him who is free from doing anything.

“Where’s lee haechan?” Jeno questions. Kun and Renjun both look at each other shrugging. Honestly he hasn’t been coming to the base at all, in fact he hasn’t been working here whatsoever.

“He hasn’t been at the base for weeks actually, thought you sent him on a mission.”

Seemingly the mafia soldier has been doing his own research.

Jeno walks away when he got the same answer. This was a slight problem considering Haechan has a very important job in the hierarchy base. Where could he be though?

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Haechan would be deep asleep in his bed. The room hidden away from the sunshine outside the house, it was pure blackness and he was in deep slumber because of it. The boy couldn’t sleep at all last night, actually it was a very specific moment keeping his brain wide awake and reactive.

The tired ball of sunshine was out of social energy, more so hence he was knocked out unconscious to the point he cannot hear his doorbell ring either.

Jeno stands still outside the house sighing, pressing the doorbell again and again. The impatient man was done waiting, he decides to climb over the wall, then jump down and knock on the front door that way.

When he got there to the door he had to wait at least another minute which was no answer. Jeno couldn’t believe he might not be home. He groans half annoyed, he will kill haechan if he slept in and not went to work.

The mafia leader was pretty used to barging into houses that weren’t his, call it work experience because Jeno was surely skill to unlock a door by picking it with a needle neatly and then open in with ease. He got in through the main front door.

When he has entered it seemed like he was home considering he saw shoes at the front door laying there as well as the leather jacket. Jeno raises an eyebrow, the younger boy cannot keep his place clean that’s for sure.

The man walks slowly in every room, no sign of haechan until he opens the door to a bedroom suite. He couldn’t see him first, but he heard loud snores and drooling. Jeno widely opens the door, watching the man sleeping with slight disappointment.

“Ugh this room stinks of smoke.” Jeno adds slightly alarmed. He assumed he burned something here considering how strong the smoke was. He was quick to open the curtains, sunshine erupting in the room like a blazing comet.

Haechan falls from the side and down the bed, upside. His legs and hips resting on the bed but his head hit the soft carpet ground, messy black bed hair and tired under eyes as well as pupils twitching at the blinding sun. The blurry figure in front of him stands still , watching himself

“Short peach that you?” Haechan said, completely love struck with a delusional smile and small squinting eyes. The boy finally rubs his eyes, only to be met with a close up of jeno’s face.

He screams, sitting up but the moment he did the boy hits head with jeno. The two guys shout in pain holding their foreheads, falling on top of each other like a rolling potato sacks.

“Ow fuck.” Haechan murmurs and Jeno raises his head, rolling off the young boy. “Who the hell is short peach?”

“Clearly not you.” The tan boy grumbles out, sitting up. He did not want to wake up to jeno’s face, as much as he loved and cared for him.

Jeno sniffs the air again but the strong stench of cigarettes pulls him to smell haechan’s hair. He gags, shaking his head. “Did you smoke?” Jeno exclaims.

The tan boy tiredly yawns nodding. “Yeah I know I smell,by the way how did you get here?” Jeno stands up speaking, “nevermind how I got here, you don’t smoke in fact you hate it.”

Haechan murmurs, still half asleep. “I made out with a girl who was a smoker.” He explains.

“Was… a smoker?”

“Yeah, I’m her substitute or something.” He croaks out a smile laying back down on the bed, turning round to hug a pillow. Jeno looks at him confused but shrugs it off, he is definitely in love, he thought.

“You have work at the base, get up. You’re late as well.” Jeno adds, leaving the bedroom. Haechan murmurs. “I really don’t want to boss.”

“I can drag you myself then.” He heard him shout from the hallways into his room, this made Haechan roll out of bed instantly, pushing off the pillow and covers. He runs out. “No I’m going don’t worry!”

No one wants to piss off jeno and then get dragged out…

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The constant tapping onto the keyboard brought areum back into reality, she was finishing last touches on a smaller case about the uprise of drug use. She tilts her head, proof reading it all from the top and down to the bottom a few times.

Areum gives a small nod. The article was done and all she can now do is send it to Mr Ahn to post. The woman looks down back on the car crash case, sighing.

She’s stuck on getting leads.

Karina walks inside humming happily a tune, pushing the door gentle to close as she knocks on the glass letting herself known to the journalist. “Miss Park you have a guest today.”

The workaholic journalist scowls, not looking up from the files. “Tell my husband to leave, I’m busy. He’ll only distract me.”

“It’s actually detective Baekhyun.” Karina mentions a name that Areum has been avoiding for a few weeks after the wedding incident. The woman sits up with head lifting at Karina, awaiting for an order on what to do. She gives a fake smile.

“Invite him in.” Areum tells, not pleased about it but maybe she could get some help.

Karina walks out and the next moment Baekhyun walks inside himself, closing the door and then roams around the room with intentions of curiosity. The detective side tracks on the book shelves and awards Areum has won.

He whistles. “I am surprised you let me in.” Baekhyun spoke honesty. Areum looks at the detective with a slight glare, when he sat on the couch watching Areum who was at her desk.

Areum huffs. “What do you want detective, I’ll be civil for now.”

“I’m here to see if you have any clues or leads for the case. I’m here to assume that you do not have any, especially with that frown on your face.”

The man motions to the journalist who looks away half annoyed that he was correct, it was obvious too. She sits up from the chair and walks to the front sitting next to Baekhyun, trailing along her hand to one of the case files she brought with her from the desk.

“It’s as if they never existed.” Areum admits, frustrated. “I never encountered a case like this before.”

A journalist is nothing without people and that is what areum here is struggling with gravely. Her parents were removed like they were dust and the people that knew them or they knew, even family have been erased from their information. Areum and Jisung were the only known people, but barely enough to question. Baekhyun looks down, he understands and this is what he speculates at the wedding; hence why he asked to team up.

“I told you, if you team up with me you wouldn’t be in this situation.” Baekhyun adds with his know it all persona. Areum scoffs. “It’s my case. Why would I trust a cop who works at a corrupted career.”

“You can’t call me corrupted. I know plenty corrupted journalists.”

She side eyes him before returning to look at the files, flipping through the pages with her thumb. “I just don’t get it.” Areum said, sighing. “It’s as if they poof into thin air.”

“That’s what you call a powerful person working in on it. Maybe many powerful people are in on it.” He trails softly, running his hands together to interlock whilst seriously speaking. “I can’t let them go free, I can’t let you know who free.” Baekhyun spat.

Areum’s eyes flicker with a slight sparkle glint in them. She puckers her lips in defence. She knows exactly what he means; it boils her thick blood. “Jeno is an innocent man.” Areum said starting to protest against the so-called man of the law.

Baekhyun gave the woman a sympathetic but provoking pout, he wants to feel sorry for the poor woman blinded by love, but he can’t if areum is this much of a stubborn headstrong fool.

He mocks. “Who says so? Is it his wife who is speaking to me right now, or, is it the journalist who doesn’t convey half the truth the world needs to see and hear.”

He would witness areum going silent but the expression said it all: she was angered, offended and at the same time he saw a small hint of conflicting to prove that she does have some minor doubts about jeno, but she’s afraid how that would make her seem; to accuse and think such bad things about the person you must really love, is very barbaric. Baekhyun said nothing else, he needed to say nothing else, because he said everything he needed to. He got through to Areum just a bit more.

Areum’s breath hitches when Baekhyun has stood up walking out the glass door and then left the company floor. She rushed out the door looking around, by the time she wanted to chase after Baekhyun, to say what ran in her mind, he was gone and she was far too late.

The journalist was pale and stressed once again. Mark approaches from behind tapping the woman’s shoulder.

“Miss Park?” Mark side trails looking at the woman who was gazing at the elevator Baekhyun has took to leave. She turns to Mark wondering what he wants.

Mark grins ear to ear. “Did we get a lead from detective?”

Areum frowns. “No. Keep searching on the computers.” She strictly said walking away. Mark silently cries going on his knees begging, folding his hands to pray to god.

He swore that if he has to type on another keyboard in this life time, he will combust; because his hand keeps on getting cramps and bruises, along with Karina.

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“Why weren’t you at the base?” Jeno discussed side by side when they arrive at their base. Haechan clears his throat, he really has lots of explaining to do.

“Aren’t you going to answer?” Jeno turns around facing the younger man.

Haechan flashes a short smile, a nervous one. “Yeah about that. I have plenty of things to discuss with you. Two things.”

The man nods crossing arms, facing the tan boy who suddenly fell into a series of coma where he was in deep though figuring out what to say or how exactly to explain everything. It wasn’t necessarily easy to tell your boss that you’ve been stalking this person who was spying on you and then your own wife is up to something illegal.

Haechan sighs. “First thing, at the wedding someone was spying on you and areum so i followed the person for a few weeks. She’s suspicious. That’s all.”

“Another thing, Areum is researching a case that we’re both involved in.”

Jeno raises an eyebrow, unable to understand either problem. Who would spy on them? For what reason? Why was Areum researching something she shouldn’t be?

“What’s areum doing?” The leader half whispers approaching Donghyuck. He looks at Jeno, spitting everything he could.

“She’s researching her parents car crash case. I suspect she knows a lot more than she should know.” Haechan let’s out and Jeno’s eyes darken. This wasn’t safe for anyone to know.

“She knows it’s her parents, she probably knows it wasn’t a mistake that they died. Shouldn’t you tell her what really happened?”

“No, i can’t. Let’s find an alternative later. Keep spying on that girl alright? In fact don’t come to the base at all, until you find out everything about her.”

“Something tells me i know who she is.”

His Karma Masterlist.

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🥲 lowkey giving my readers trust issues about Jeno rn.

[jaehyunfirstlove]

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Pairing: hacker!jaehyun x f.reader

Genre: smut (18+ only)

Warnings: oral sex (m. receiving), unprotected sex

Word count: 2.6k

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A/N: so... i know i said requests are closed (might have to amend that) but these pics made me feel all kinds of things (and you are all going to suffer along with me) and this lovely anon fueled my fire :)

“Mark, I really have to pass this class,” you scrubbed your hand in your hair in frustration, trying to make sense of the words on the page, but your exhaustion made everything swirl together into one indecipherable mess.

“Don’t worry, Y/N, you’ll pass,” your best friend, Mark, reassured you for the hundredth time that day.

“And what if I don’t?”

Mark sat back in his seat and chuckled. “I mean you can always get my roommate, Jaehyun, to hack into the database and change your grades.”

Even though Mark was most likely joking, and probably didn't think you’d ever consider it, you were indeed very much considering it.

“That’s a very tempting offer,” you tapped on your chin with your pen, deep in thought.

“Haha, Y/N, very funny,” Mark laughed nervously, watching you with concern. He suddenly slid his chair closer to you, sliding his book across the table so you could both see it. “Come on, I’ll help you out so you can do better.”

Despite Mark’s help, you did not, in fact, do better, and you were in serious danger of failing the class, putting your ability to graduate at risk. You’d done anything and everything in your power to hike your grades up, but nothing was working. Your last resort, the one you’d always kept in the back of your mind since Mark suggested it, was the hack.

“Hey, were you serious about your roommate being able to hack into the database to change grades?”

You were at your weekly study session with Mark, and at your question he looked up at you, eyebrows raised.

“Um, yeah? He’s done it before,” Mark shrugged. “You’re not seriously considering it though, are you?”

You had mulled it over, and had decided it was a risk worth taking. You had to graduate on time, otherwise you would lose the dream internship you had worked so hard to get. “Yeah, I am. What would he want from me though? Like would I have to pay him back somehow?”

Mark snickered into the back of his hand. “I’m sure he’ll find a way for you to repay him, he’s had a crush on you like, forever.”

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Taking a deep breath, you knocked resolutely on the door of Mark & Jaehyun’s dorm room. You knew Mark had a tutorial session so he wouldn’t be around, so it was the perfect time for you to talk to Jaehyun about changing your grades.

The door flew open, and you were met with the figure of Mark’s roommate, his hoodie open to reveal a Captain America shirt, the hood of it low over his forehead. He looked like a typical college frat boy, but for whatever reason you were mesmerized by him. You hadn’t officially met him, just random nods of the head at you while hunched over his computer when you came to pick up Mark for class. Rooted to your spot you stood there, an awkward moment of silence dragged out until he cleared his throat.

“Uh, Y/N,” he simply stated, and then smiled.

It was the smile that did you in, that dazzled you when you least expected it to, because when he did it, the cutest dimples came out in his cheeks.

“Hi, Jaehyun,” you finally stuttered, mentally slapping yourself for losing your mind over Mark’s roommate.

“Mark said you wanted to talk to me about something?” he finally offered, after you didn’t say anything more.

“Uh, yes! I did!” you took the opening, glad for it, and walked into the room, Jaehyun closing the door behind you. You looked around for a place to sit, realizing there was none amongst the piles of books and clothes and computer accessories that littered every usable space. You opted to remain standing then, while Jaehyun eyed you curiously.

“I need a huge favor, Mark mentioned you could do it and it was really my only option, I wouldn’t ask otherwise and put you in that position but I’ve really tried my best and now I might not graduate so I would really appreciate it if you could help me out.”

Jaehyun stared at you blankly, while you blinked a few times at him while processing what you just said. “What I mean is, can you change my grades?”

Comprehension finally dawned on his face, and he smiled somewhat sheepishly. “Um, yeah, I absolutely can, yeah for sure.” He’d pulled his hood down and you could swear you saw the tips of his ears turn red. Your heart did something funny in your chest at the sight of it.

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553 notes • Posted 2021-08-23 00:31:26 GMT

#4

[8:49pm]

Warning: smut (18+ only)

“Come on, just give me your hoodie! I’m freezing!” you pouted at your boyfriend, Jaehyun, who just sat on the couch, enjoying your agony.

“What are you gonna give me for it?” he teased, arms crossed, a smirk on his face.

“Are you kidding me? I’m just cold, why can’t you just give it to me!” you were irked by his teasing, freezing your butt off and trying to pull your shirt down over your bare legs.

“I’m not the one strolling around in a t-shirt and shorts in the middle of winter,” he scoffed good-naturedly.

“It was warm earlier but now I’m cold!” you whined.

“Alright, I’ll give you my hoodie, but on one condition,” he said, a mischievous look in his eye.

“What is it, I’ll do anything,” you didn’t even care what he was planning, whether he was going to ask for the last boba ice cream bar, or for you to do the dishes that night you didn’t care, you would do it.

“You have to let me fuck you in it.”

“Haha very funny, now hand it over.”

“In what world would you think that I was joking about having sex?” he asked you incredulously. You blinked at him, once, twice, then realized he was serious.

“Oh is that all,” you laughed it off, “easy peasy, give it here then.”

He looked at you suspiciously, but still pulled the hoodie off over his head and handed it to you. You put it on, relishing in his warmth that still lingered in it, and inhaling his scent that you loved.

“Well?” he said expectantly, “your turn.” He waited for you to come to him, arms outstretched, lips pursed. You got up, pretending to move towards him, but instead you took off running around the apartment.

“You gotta catch me first!” you yelled, and he sighed, rolling his eyes before he got up and chased you around the room. When he inevitably caught you, he threw you over his shoulder and brought you into the bedroom.

“Cheater!” you yelled, giggling and slapping his ass, “put me down!”

“As you wish, princess,” he said, before unceremoniously dumping you on the bed. You bounced a few times, laughing, but your smile was wiped off your face when he crawled over to you, yanking your shorts and underwear off in one go. He hovered over you, pressing his body against you.

“Now you have to pay up, baby,” he said, his voice low and raspy. He captured your lips in a heated kiss, the movement of his tongue in your mouth making you wet beyond belief. He settled between your legs, dry humping you, and you moaned at the way the rough fabric of his sweatpants rubbed against your sensitive clit. He was rock hard already, and you could feel every inch of him even through the fabric.

“You gonna give me what I want,” he breathed against your neck now, in between sucking on your skin and leaving marks he could admire later.

“Yes, fuck, yes,” you moaned, your hands fisting in his hair. He pulled his cock out before grabbing your wrists and pinning you to the bed, then slid into you in one fluid motion.

“You look so fucking sexy in my hoodie,” he groaned, pistoning into you at an alarming rate, so hard and so fast that the bed shook. You bit your lip to stop yourself from crying out, his cock dragging in and out of you giving you such intense pleasure you could barely contain it.

“Jae, I’m gonna come!” you screamed, unable to hold back anymore.

“Do it then, baby, come on,” he encouraged you, reaching down and thumbing your clit vigorously. You cried out as you came, your back arching off the bed, yet he still held you down by your wrists. He didn’t let go, and he didn’t let up, fucking you through your orgasm, not even giving you a chance to catch your breath before he was giving you another one.

“Fuck! Jaehyun!” you screamed again as your second orgasm hit, your body convulsing and your pussy pulsing around him.

“Baby, you’re gonna make me come,” he groaned, finally releasing into you with one last harsh thrust that moved you up the bed.

Afterwards, you lay on the bed trying to catch your breath, sweating from the warmth of the hoodie and the sex you’d just had.

“Take this off me,” you whined, pulling weakly at the hoodie, “it’s hot.”

Jaehyun just shrugged, pulling his clothes back on. “You’re the one who wanted to wear it,” he said, as he started to walk out the door.

“Where are you going?” you sat up in disbelief as you watched him walk away.

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566 notes • Posted 2021-04-04 22:29:31 GMT

#3

Hiii can u please write something on getting railed by jaehyun in a sundress because I saw this meme on twt and it’s all I can think abt now,,, thank you and happy 1K!

Pairing: boyfriend!jaehyun x f.reader

Genre: smut (18+ only)

Warnings: unprotected sex, fingering, cum kink, dirty talk, swearing

Word count: 0.8k

A/N: i must admit i'm not on twt so i haven't seen this meme, but i googled it and got an idea :) thank you for sending this in, and i hope you like it!

It was the first warm day of the summer, and your boyfriend, Jaehyun, promised to take you out for a picnic. You’d only been dating for a few weeks, and he’d been a complete gentleman, only some semi-heated make-out sessions to speak of, but you knew you wanted more. You saw that glint in his eye, you knew there was something waiting to be unleashed in there, and frankly, you were dying to find out.

Which is how you found yourself in your flowiest, swingiest sundress. You twirled in front of your mirror, satisfied with how the skirt swirled around your legs, and how the neckline only gave a hint of cleavage, the fabric clinging perfectly to your curves. When Jaehyun came to pick you up his jaw almost fell to the ground, but he recovered quickly enough.

“You look nice,” he said politely, but you saw his adam’s apple bob as he swallowed, his hand going to the back of his neck as he tried not to stare.

Throughout the picnic he tried his best to keep his eyes on your face, but sometimes you would catch him stealing a glance here and there, at your legs, at your chest, at the curve of your waist. It wasn’t too particularly hot but you could see a sheen of sweat form on his neck and on his brow.

When you’d exhausted everything in the basket he started to pack up, and you wanted to ask what the rush was but taking one look at the bulge in his pants you knew. When he got you back to your place he still did his best to control himself, but you just had to bend over the kitchen counter to reach something, and his self-control snapped.

You felt his hands on your hips, his body bent over yours and his breath hot in your ear. “Baby, you’re driving me crazy,” he whispered, fingers toying with the fabric of your dress.

“What are you going to do about it?” you challenged, your body heating up from his touch. You could tell he was still trying to hold back, his hands still gentle on you as he ran them up and down your sides.

“Can I… fuck you?” he asked, his voice low, and it made your pussy clench to hear him talk like that, “right here?”

“Yes please,” you breathed, and then his hands were at the hem of your dress, lifting it up, a soft groan escaping his lips when he saw the string of your thong nestled between your ass cheeks.

“Fuck,” he whispered, palms warm on your ass as he squeezed. You whimpered softly when you felt his finger toying with the string, pulling it aside so he could finger your folds.

“Wet,” he murmured to himself, and you could hear him breathing heavily behind you as he pushed his finger inside. You moaned, your body reacting immediately to the intrusion, and the sound of it made him lose his self-control completely. You heard him unzip, and then you felt the tip of his cock, hot and hard against your pussy.

“Jae!” you screamed, lurching forward as he entered you. You gripped the sides of the kitchen counter as he lost himself, hands gripping your hips as he fucked into you.

“Baby, you feel too fucking good,” he growled, “so fucking tight.”

You knew he had it in him, the dirty talk, the way he was railing you so hard you knew you wouldn’t be able to walk right for a while. His cock felt so good, tearing you apart, so deep inside you that you could feel him in your guts. The way he moved his hips, the way his cock hit you in just the right spot every thrust, it was all sending you hurtling towards a very intense orgasm.

“Oh fuck, Jae, oh fuck,” you were losing yourself, your body on fire, “I’m gonna come!”

He groaned loudly in your ear, pulling you flush against him as your orgasm hit you, your body shuddering in his hold. He was still going though, not really giving you a moment to breathe, before he started to slam his hips into you even harder, chasing his own high.

“Baby, I’m gonna come,” he said through gritted teeth, hips slamming into you so hard the sound of skin slapping on skin echoed in the room.

“Inside me,” you breathed, and that was enough. He came with a deep grunt, his chest flush against your back, fingers digging into the flesh of your hips so hard you knew you’d have bruises there.

Afterwards, you lay in his arms, the couch the furthest you were able to go, your sundress still on. He was chuckling, tracing patterns on your arm with the tip of his finger.

“What’s so funny?” you asked, as he picked up the fabric of your dress, rubbing it between his thumb and forefinger.

“Don’t ever wear this dress again, unless you want to get fucked like that every time.”

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Thank you for 1k!

592 notes • Posted 2021-06-22 22:31:09 GMT

#2

insomnia

Pairing: boyfriend!jaehyun x f.reader

Genre: smut (18+ only)

Warnings: vibrator use, unprotected sex, dirty talk, swearing

Word count: 0.7k

Taglist: @jaehyunnie77 @mrg-jjh​ @keeach​ @the-universe-in-you-jjh​ @nootnoot-yoonoh​ @winniet​ @jaejoongiewifey-blog @iknowyuno​ @bbyqngels​ (send me a message if you want to be tagged in future fics)

A/N: the perfect cure for insomnia :)

You blinked awake and looked at the clock.

3:14am

Sighing heavily you turned over and tried to go back to sleep, but for some reason you couldn’t. You shut your eyes tight, trying all of the tactics you could think of to fall asleep again but nothing was working. You looked at the clock again.

4:06am

This wouldn’t do. You had to get up early for work and you had important meetings that you couldn’t afford to fall asleep in. You needed to fall asleep and fall asleep fast. You looked over at your sleeping boyfriend, jealous that he could sleep so deeply like that. You knew an orgasm was the quickest way to make you drowsy enough to fall asleep, but jealous as you were, you felt bad waking him. So you reached into your drawer for your trusty vibrator, hoping it would do the trick.

You were trying to be quiet, trying not to make too many movements so you wouldn’t wake Jaehyun, but the vibrator was working so well you couldn’t contain yourself. You moaned involuntarily, and your hand shot up to cover your mouth, elbowing Jaehyun in the process. He jerked awake to see you writhing in pleasure, your vibrator buzzing, and your hand covering your mouth while you stared at him in shock.

“Hey,” he said, his voice scratchy from sleep, “what are you doing?”

“I c-couldn’t sleep,” you could barely answer, the vibrator doing a wonderful job of bringing you so close to orgasm. He looked affronted, realizing you were using the vibrator to get yourself off instead of him.

“Why didn’t you wake me?” he said, a pout forming on his lips.

“I didn’t want to,” you were panting now, so, so close, “you were sleeping so soundly-” your sentence was cut off as you started to come, your pussy throbbing around the vibrator still inside you. Suddenly you felt Jaehyun’s fingers inside you, pulling the vibrator out and turning it off. You shot him an incredulous look. “Jaehyun, what the-”

“That’s my job,” he hissed, plunging his cock into you. You screamed at the intense pleasure, his cock stretching you much more than the vibrator could, and you were so sensitive already. It didn’t take long for you to come, just a few hard thrusts and you were coming undone. Jaehyun wasn’t done though, fucking you through it and determined to give you more.

“That’s it, baby, I know you can give me more,” he whispered into your ear, pounding you hard into the mattress, “Who can make you come like this, hm?”

You could feel another orgasm building, your toes curling, fingers digging into Jaehyun’s back. “You! Only you, fuck!” You came hard again, back arching off the bed. He kept going though, reaching down and sucking on a nipple. You thought it would be too much, but even after two orgasms you were still very much aroused, the image of your boyfriend fucking into you enough to keep you on edge. When he fucked you deeply like that you liked to put your hands all over his body, to feel his muscles work as he pounded into you.

“You like it, baby?” he growled as you ran your hands over the broad planes of his back, feeling the muscles work there.

“Yes, fuck, yes,” you lost yourself to him again, your mind reeling at the pleasure coursing through your body. You could live in this feeling, never leave it, but then you felt the telltale signs of your orgasm creeping up on you. Jaehyun felt it, your body tensing up and your breathing getting more irregular, and so he hiked your leg up over his shoulder.

The angle made his cock hit you deeper, in just the right spot that you needed, so that you were falling apart again, unable to bite back the moans spilling from your mouth as you came. He gritted his teeth, fucking harder into you as you clenched around him.

“Fuck!” he groaned into your chest as he came, spilling into you and filling you up. You were panting, brow sweaty, and you could feel your shared juices leaking out of you as he pulled out. Exhaustion overcame you once you’d come down from your high, and the last thing you remembered was Jaehyun pressing soft kisses along your shoulder, before you fell into a deep slumber.

728 notes • Posted 2021-05-30 22:30:56 GMT

#1

You decide you’re ready to have a baby. The catch? You’re not seeing anyone at the moment. Enter your best friend, Jeong Jaehyun. Will he be the answer to your dilemma?

Pairing: best friend!Jaehyun x f.reader

Genre: best friends to fwb to lovers, fluff, angst, smut (18+ only)

Warnings: mentions of infertility, pregnancy and childbirth, sperm donors, IVF (in vitro fertilization), fertility drugs, mood swings, fingering, unprotected sex, cum play, nipple play, breeding kink, oral sex (f.receiving), dirty talk, pregnant sex, rough sex

Word count: 10.6k

Taglist: @jaehyunnie77​ @mrg-jjh​ @keeach​ (send me a message if you want to be tagged in future fics)

A/N: this was only meant to be a short fic but it morphed into this monstrosity. I tried to tag for everything but if I missed anything please let me know. Inspired by the fact that Jaehyun wanted to be a teen dad (but they are not teens in this story, just thought I’d make that clear :) Also please excuse my unimaginative name for the baby, I’m terrible at coming up with names lol

Disclaimer: I am not a medical professional so please excuse any inconsistencies.

“So what have you got planned for today?” your best friend, Jaehyun, asked you as he took a sip of his coffee, shielding his eyes from the sun’s rays coming through the window of the cafe.

It was your weekly Saturday brunch, at which Jaehyun would show up, nine times out of ten, hungover, wearing dark sunglasses, a baseball cap, a black t-shirt and sweats. There was never a deviation from this outfit, even on the times when he came not hungover.

“Oh not much, just an appointment at the fertility clinic this afternoon.”

Jaehyun paused, as you took a sip of your latte. You couldn’t see the look in his eyes through the sunglasses but his fork had stopped midway to his mouth. It hovered in the air, scrambled eggs sliding off of it and plopping onto the plate below.

“The where?” he asked, tipping his head to look at you above the top of his sunglasses.

“Fertility clinic. Looking into getting a sperm donor.”

The matter-of-fact way you were saying everything seemed to shock him, his fork still not moving towards his mouth or back onto the plate.

“Excuse me, a sperm donor?”

You put your coffee cup down, and sighed. “I don’t know why you’re so shocked, I told you before I wanted to have a baby.”

“I thought you were joking!”

“Well I wasn’t!” you don’t know why you were being so indignant, maybe because all you’d heard from everyone around you, from your parents to your doctor to the lady that sold you pretzels from a street cart, was negative. You shouldn’t have a baby without a partner, was the main point of contention, but how was that going to happen if you weren’t seeing anyone, and hadn’t had a serious relationship in almost a year.

“But a sperm donor, Y/N?” he asked, after mulling over what you just said.

“Yeah? What’s wrong with it?” you countered. You were so sick of everyone around you criticizing your plan.

“I don’t know, what if he’s like, a serial killer or something?”

“They do psychiatric assessments on everyone who donates.”

“That doesn’t mean he doesn’t have an undiagnosed illness-”

“Oh for fuck’s sake, Jaehyun!” you’d had it, letting out an exasperated huff, “Do you have a better idea? Do you want to be my sperm donor?”

You weren’t at all serious, you were just mainly upset and unfortunately, taking it out on him, but he actually sat back in his chair, eyebrows raised, as if he were contemplating it.

“Anyway, forget it. I don’t need your approval. I just hoped that you’d support me, of all people.” You couldn’t help but pout. He was your best friend and he’d stuck with you when no one else had. You may have said you didn’t need his approval but deep down you wanted him to be on your side.

He leaned forward, took his sunglasses off and looked you in the eye. “Of course I support you,” he said sincerely. “If this is what you want, then I’m with you one hundred percent of the way.”

You smiled, your heart feeling lighter, and just as you took a sip of your latte he said the one thing that would complicate your life forever.

“But I get to be that sperm donor.”

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748 notes • Posted 2021-04-23 22:31:50 GMT

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[sungsungie]

NCT Dream’s reaction to you coming home drunk — — — — — — — — — — — — — —

nct dream x gn reader !!

fluff // mentions of alcohol

Mark

one of your friends drove you home from a party, because you were obviously very intoxicated.

“thanks for the ride” you said as you sloppily closed the car door and walked to the front door of your apartment.

you got the key out of your pocket and unlocked the door.

as soon as you step foot in the house you start going bazerk, yelling things like “MARK LEEEE” and “HELP I NEED TO FEED THE FISH”.

mark looks out of the cracked door to you guys’ bedroom and laughs.

“the fish?? wait” his laughter starts to have undertones of slight confusion.

he walks out of the door and stands in front of you “y/n we don’t have fish!” he says, still finding this hilarious.

“ahh you are the fish mark!!” you say drowsily, starting to cry ??

this is why he told you not to drink anymore!!!

“wait wait don’t cry” mark quietly says now holding in his laughter.

he hugs you and afterwards takes you into you guys’ room to rest, as he could tell you needed it <3

Renjun

you open the door of your apartment, aggressively slamming the door behind you.

“woah woah woah calm down” renjun says after looking up from the couch, laughing.

he slowly walks towards you with suspicion on his face. “are you drunk?”

“whaaat nooo why would I be drunk you know I don’t drinkk~~~” you utter.

still giggling, he pats your head finding you very cute, even drunk.

such a simp

“okay cmon babe let’s go, you need sleep.”

“NOOO i’m not tired” you refuse, pulling away.

renjun gives you a warning look and gently grabs your hand back, kissing you on the cheek.

“yes you are. now c’mon.”

you manage to get out an “uaghh okay”

before getting pulled into your bedroom and tucked into bed, neatly and swiftly.

“sleep well. if you need anything i’ll be in the living room. okay? I love you baby.”

and with that, he kisses your forehead and gently closes the door.

Jeno

you come home, extremely loud and wild.

jeno honestly doesn’t have much of a reaction because, well yk jaemin loud asf so hes used to it😕

“HAYYYY JENOOO AYOOO”

he just looks at you and laughs, going alone with it. “AYOOO Y/N”

you both laugh and he pulls you into his lap on the couch.

“what are you watching?? telletubbies?”

he cackles and shakes his head “this is a drama not telletubies. are you drunk? you are acting crazy”

“honestly, yes I am.” you both die of laughter again and he wraps his arms around you.

“you could have invited me” he says, looking at you.

“IT WAS MY FRIENDS BIRTHDAY PARTY!!!” you yell, in a funny voice.

he giggles and puts his hands up “okay okayy sorry.”

you guys spend the rest of the night cuddling and talking on the couch.

Haechan

you come home to see him on his phone, calling someone.

“GET OFF OF THE PHONE IM HERE!!”

he jumps, looking at you in confusion “ARE YOU INSANE?”

you laugh and admit blatantly. “sorry, I’m drunk”

he looks at you with disappointment. “aghh i apologize, my s/o is crazy.” and hangs up the phone.

“HEY IM NOT CRAZY!!!” you say playfully slapping him in the arm.

“OW?? CMON YOU’RE GOING TO BED” he says, dragging you to your room.

he tucks you in and after looking down at you for a while, starts smiling.

“what” you say, drowsily.

he giggles and starts moving his hands through your hair. “you’re just so cute”

you smile and start to fall asleep.

“silly y/n” he says, watching you for a bit then laying down beside of you.

Jaemin

you walk in, not closing the door behind you.

“hm?” jaemin turns around from the kitchen, as he is making dinner.

“y/n? baby? you good? he asks as he walks away from the kitchen and closes the front door.

he goes into you guys’ shared room and is surprised to see you passed out on the bed.

“ahhh. she’s drank again.”

he gently squeezes your shoulder, making you wake up, angry and still drunk.

“ughh what do you want old man” you mutter out, laying your head back down.

jaemin gasps, putting his hand on his chest. “old man?” he starts laughing.

“okay well the old man wants to know if you still want dinner or not.”

you pry your face off of the comforter and look at him, annoyed. “no”

he laughs and pats your head “okay, have a nice sleep love.”

you lay your head back down and go to sleep instantly again.

“cutie”

Chenle

Chenle is playing with daegal in the living room when you suddenly burst through the door.

“daegal is she bonkers or what” he whispers to the dog.

“what did you just say?? is who bonkers??? I AM NOT BONKERS!!!” you say, angrily but also laughing.

“I didn’t say anyone was bonkers” he looks at you trying not to laugh.

“sure you didn’t commander lala!!”

chenle suddenly bursts out in laughter, saying “WHO IS COMMANDER LALA?”

you run to him and skittishly pretend like you’re going to beat him up, making him fall back.

“AHH NO NO WAIT WAIT I SWEAR I DIDNT MEAN IT WAIT”

you laugh and fall into his lap, looking up at him.

“did you know that-“

chenle looks down at you to see you have fallen asleep and cackles.

“I didnt know that woww” he says, caressing your face, smiling.

“daegal, give me a paw if y/n shouldnt drink anymore.”

Jisung

you come in the door and close it sneakily.

“y/n what are you doing” jisung looks at you and laughs, standing up and putting his phone in his pocket.

“AWW THERES MY JISUNGIE” you excitedly say and run up to him, squishing his cheeks.

“what?” he says laughing shyly.

you ruffle his hair. “you’re so cute awww”

“you’re crazy” he says smiling, wrapping his arms around your waist and kissing the top of your head.

you follow him to you guys’ room and sit on the desk chair, putting on jisung’s headset.

he turns to you and laughs “you gonna play cod?”

“yes” you say confidently and he sits on the bed behind you to watch.

within the first 2 minutes you are killed, which makes your eyes start watering.

“aww that’s too ba- wait are you okay?” he says as he tries not to laugh and hugs you again.

“cmon how about we put you to sleep, okay?” he pulls your hand to the bed and lays beside of you.

“goodnight sung” you say and lay on his chest.

he grins. “goodnight y/n”.

[whereisten]

The New Kid

A Mark fic that’s part of our Halloween Series!

Summary: the new kid in town is nerdy, quiet, and cute. The two of you grow close, but could he be hiding a secret that might put your life in danger?

Pairing: Spider-Man!Mark x female reader (Mary Jane?)

Other Characters: best friend!Haechan, Ex-Boyfriend!Jeno, Villain!Taeyong

Genre: Superhero! Sci-fi, fluff (enemies? more like awkward classmates to lovers), some angst and violence, comedy, a little suggestive?

Warnings: a little cursing, minor mentions of verbal abuse, gun usage, some violent acts, blackmail, hostage situation

Word Count: 10K

(A/N: alright well..this shouldn’t have been this long but I had a lot of fun with this one so I hope you enjoy it😂, Spider-Man Mark is just so adorable my heartssnsjksjsjksk. Also..barely proofread, so mistakes, I know they’re there, but I pretend I do not see them😌)

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“Good morning class! Everyone please welcome our new student, Mark Lee!”

Your teacher held her arm out as she welcomed Mark in your Chemistry class.

Your head snaps up from your notebook. 

A boy with round eyes and short brown wavy hair walks in.

“Hi..” he gives a thin smile and a small wave.

Your first thought is of how adorable he is. Your second thought is of how he looks nervous to enter a new school just a month after the year has started.

The class is silent with the exception of a few sniffles and music blasting through headphones.

Please don’t sit here, please don’t sit here. 

You didn’t really have anything against him, you just loved having a table all to yourself.

“Please..sit beside y/n, for now.”

Damn it. 

Mark pulled the chair out and sat beside you.

“...hi.” He said as he placed his backpack down.

“Hi.” You raise your eyebrows and open your notebook.

You just had to sit next to the awkward new kid. Perfect.

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[Two Weeks Later]

You and Mark worked on your first project together. You had to come up with a presentation for the fall science fair, so you had to work well together.

“It’s a chance for you guys to get to know each other and build yourselves!” Your teacher said excitedly but the truth was that you weren’t thrilled to be working with anyone.

You rolled your eyes and turned to Mark.

“Alright..where do we start?”

“Well, the instructions say to combine water and salt first, so I guess we’ll start there.” Mark puts his round glasses on and smiles at you, but you frown.

“Okay, you’re the nerd so..” you raise your brows.

Mark chuckled. “We barely know each other.”

“Come on, who in the world wears glasses like that, You look like Harry Potter.” 

“I love that movie, is that a bad thing?” Mark asked with genuine confusion.

“Harry Potter is great and all, but what horror movies do you like?” You started to doodle in your notebook.

You loved horror movies, you loved autumn and everything dark and dreary about it.

“Hmmm..I don’t watch horror movies..”

You gasp and drop your pen. “You don’t..watch horror movies?” Your eyes widened like you had been hurt deeply by his lack of taste.

He returned the same look of shock. “They’re not my thing.”

“Aish..what a loser..” you say under your breath.

You turned back to your notebook and continued to doodle.

“So where are you from anyway, Potter?”

“I’m from Toronto.”

“I see, and this little town looked appealing to your parents, didn’t it?”

He nods and looks at the side of your face, noting how under your bleak persona and poor attitude, was a pretty face and gentle touch. He could tell from the way you delicately drew in your book.

His senses also picked up on your relaxed blood pressure and steady breathing.

He saw every pore and heard every breath you took, your lashes looked extremely long as well, bringing about a dazzling gorgeousness to your eyes.

The very surface of your round lips was soft and plump, there was a shade new to him that rested at the center.

“Mark?” You turned to him.

He quickly looked away and shifted in his chair.

“Y-yeah..I’m living with my aunt here..my parents passed away a while ago.”

“Oh..I’m sorry..” you looked down at the table.

“Hey. You don’t have to feel bad about it..”

Mark smiled softly as he heard your heart rate speed up from nervousness.

“Mark..I-“ the bell rang and you thanked the heavens for it.

Mark turned and grabbed his bag before you could say anything else. “Well, I’ll catch ya later.”

“‘CaTcH yA LAtEr’” you mocked him to lighten the mood. “Yeah, Potter, I guess we’ll work more next time..”

He laughed.

His eyes became small lines and his cheeks puffed up, he was adorable, like a kid in a candy store.

You turned away before your face became hot.

———

[1 Month Later]

“The new kid is kinda cute..” Haechan took a sip of his juice while the two of you ate lunch.

“God, I wish I was in your class, do you think the counselor will change my class schedule now if I come up with a dumb excuse?”

You rolled your eyes. “Nah, I don’t think she will, and even if she did, why would you want to be in a class with that nerd?”

Mark was sitting by himself at a table in the corner, he was reading a book while chewing chicken tenders.

Haechan pouted. “But just look at him..I bet he’s the best kisser, do you see those lips?”

“Ew Haechan! He’s my partner in class, I don’t want to think about his lips!” You gagged and started to peel your banana.

Mark could hear you, he could hear everyone’s conversations in the cafeteria for little did you know of his secret.

“So you’re telling me you wouldn’t give him a chance, even though you gave a notorious school douchebag named Jeno one?” Haechan glared at you.

You kicked his shin under the table. “We don’t say that name here anymore.”

Haechan hissed. “You’re closer than I’ll ever be to that cutie..you better take advantage of that, I bet he’s super nice too.” He rested his chin in his hands as he swooned over Mark.

You rolled your eyes then locked eye contact with Mark just as you stuffed the banana into your mouth. You were frozen. The banana was about halfway in and Mark never let your eyes go.

You chomped on it and looked away.

Mark giggled and went back to reading his book.

“You open your mouth pretty wide for a girl that doesn’t know how to use it..” Jeno snickered as he walked by your table.

Your mouth was full so you couldn’t come up with a quick comeback, but luckily, that’s what Haechan was there for.

“Oh, shut up, big head. Like you could fill anyone’s mouth with that chicken nugget of a wee wee!”

You nearly choked and covered your mouth as you laughed.

Mark, who was over 30 feet away, laughed too.

Jeno quickly turned around to walk back to your table, but ended up colliding into Taeyong, the scary and filthy rich senior that everyone stayed away from.

Him and his posse, complete with Yuta and Johnny, were tall seniors that gave everyone death glares. Even the teachers weren’t safe. Taeyong’s father was the wealthiest man in town, he was a kingpin so he possessed a lot of power.

Jeno raised his hands. “Whoa, bro, I’m sorry.”

Taeyong steadied himself and pulled his hands out of his pockets. The entire cafeteria froze, you all had never seen anyone get in their way. Taeyong walked around in black clothing and never took his hands out of his pockets for it ruined his nonchalant attitude.

The black haired boy crossed his arms and stepped towards Jeno.

“If I were in the mood..I’d tell you to get on your knees and beg for my forgiveness..” his intense gaze made Jeno tremble. Hell, even you swallowed hard from fear.

“I’m sorry, it won’t happen again.”

Taeyong’s mouth tilted into a smile, he rubbed his thumb along the side of Jeno’s face. Johnny and Yuta stood behind him while they smirked and chuckled at Jeno’s subordinance.

“I know it won’t.”

He walked away and out of the cafeteria.

Jeno scurried back to his group of friends while the rest of the students resumed their lunch. 

Mark didn’t like the sound of this guy. He knew who his father was and he knew that he would be the only that could stop him and save the innocent lives threatened by him.

Later that day, you were getting ready to leave school when Haechan popped up behind your locker as you closed it.

“Shit!” You jumped when he popped up.

He cackled. “You know, for someone that watches a lot of horror films, you sure do get scared pretty easily.”

You huffed and swung your backpack over your shoulder. You didn’t notice Mark behind you and your bag nearly smacked him in the face, but thanks to his senses, he ducked quickly.

“Y/n!” Haechan saw Mark behind you.

“What?” You said as you turned.

Mark was there behind you, squatting below you awkwardly and looking up at your face.

You furrowed your brows. “What the hell are you doing? Are you trying to get a peak of something down there?”

Mark shot up straight and shook his head. 

“N-no, no I’m sorry I was just..I know we are a little behind..but I was wondering if you wanted to work on the project together after..school, or-or something..” he looked nervous to talk to you. He kept looking to the side to dodge your eyes.

“I can’t today..I’m-“

Haechan butt in excitedly. “Oh! That works perfectly! Y/n, I was actually coming to tell you that I can’t go to the movies tonight! I have to do some extra work with my partner too! We can all study at Starbucks!” 

You turned to him and glared. ‘What the hell’ you mouthed.

His eyes grew. ‘Just say yes’ he mouthed while nodding towards Mark.

Mark still looked to the side.

“Fine..meet us at the Starbucks on 10th at 5..loser.” You gripped the strap of your bag while walking away.

Mark chuckled at the nickname you gave him. He thought you were different, cute, but different.

At Starbucks, Mark was there before you were and ordered coffee for you.

“For me?” Your eyes widened.

Mark nodded and smiled widely. “Yeah! I don’t know if you like cream or sugar, so I got it black but everything is over there if you-“

You giggled and Mark swore he saw heaven when you smiled. “I know how it works, Mark, thank you for this.”

You rarely said his name, but he felt weak when you did.

Haechan and his lab partner joined the two of you. You did some more research for your project and talked about it while Mark jotted down important notes.

Haechan and his partner, Renjun, were supposed to be doing the same thing, but Haechan was too busy staring at Mark’s eyes.

“Haechan..Haechan!” Renjun tapped his hand.

They continued to work and as everyone got more tired, you noticed that Mark wasn’t jotting down notes like he did in the beginning. He was watching you talk, he liked watching your lips move and hearing your soothing voice. His eyes were locked on your face; it made your heart tremble.

“Mark?” You raised your brows and bit your bottom lip. 

“Yeah..yeah!” He shook his head to come out of his daze.

“Did you catch anything I said? You've been staring for at least five minutes now..”

“I was..focusing.” Mark averted his gaze to the ceiling.

You shook your head. “You’re weird, Potter.”

Mark licked his lips and looked at the table. “I’m sorry I’m just a bit tired..” 

“Me too! I think we should call it a night!” Haechan stretched his arms out and up high.

He cleared his throat as you all started to pack your things away.

“Mark..so we’re all going to the movies to see that new horror film, “Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark” tomorrow. Wanna come?”

You kicked his shin again.

“Mark doesn’t like horror movies.”

Mark scratched the back of his head. “Well, I only said I don’t watch them, not that I don’t like them..”

You sighed.

“Perfect! So we’ll see you tomorrow at 8! This is so exciting, it feels like a date!”

“Haechan!” You stood up from the table, glaring into his skull once again. 

He shrugged his shoulders and stood up too. The four of you walked towards the door.

Mark only laughed awkwardly.

“Hey.. y/n..”

You paused and turned around. “Yeah?”

“Will you be alright..getting home at this time?”

You laughed out. “I’m fine..I take the bus at this time all the time!���

Mark nodded.

He was caring and it was strange for you, for someone to genuinely care about you for the first time in a while.

He had his own car. An old Hyundai that got him where he needed to be. He had parked it outside of the Starbucks.

He waited with you at the bus stop right outside. Haechan took Renjun home.

“We can wait in my car if you want..it’s kinda cold out here.” He asked as you pushed your hands into your hoodie and shivered.

“My mother told me to never get in cars with strangers.” You turned to him and smiled.

He chuckled and stepped forward on his toes.

“Well, if that’s what you consider me to be then..I won’t push you..”

You shook your head. “Mark..you’re weird..I was just teasing, take me to your chariot before I freeze to death, please.”

You got into his car and the two of you sat in silence.

You checked your phone and saw that your bus was running about 20 minutes late.

You sighed and leaned back into his car seat.

“Do you like this town so far?” You looked out the window as you spoke.

Mark loved being near you, you calmed him down and his senses didn’t go crazy like they usually did. Sometimes everything was so unbearable, but not when he was around you. He was happy that no one was in danger while he spent the evening with you.

“It’s..alright..” he spoke honestly, finding it difficult to lie about how he struggled to adjust to his new life, without his uncle, without his hometown friends, without his “normal, super power-less” life. He had been bitten by a spider and given these powers just a few months before moving.

“Do you miss your friends?”

“Of course..” he swallowed hard as he remembered playing basketball with his buddies.

“And your girlfriend..”

You let it slip out before thinking. Why did you care?

“Oh, I don’t have a girlfriend..”

You turned to him with bunched up brows. “Boyfriend?”

Mark giggled. “I don’t have either..why do you ask?”

He smirked as he tilted his head.

You scoffed. “Oh, Potter, don’t give me that look..I just wanna know more about you.”

“What about you? Tell me about yourself.”

You swallowed hard. “Well..I think this town is boring..my parents are divorced and missing half the time..I broke up with my asshat of a boyfriend, Jeno, before school started..and now I’m stuck here with the school loser.”

“Stuck?” Mark raised his brows. “You can jump out any time you want and stand in the cold.”

You put your hand on the door handle but he quickly leaned over and placed his hand on yours. Your breath hit his neck. He turned to you with wide eyes as he realized that he was actually touching you.

You froze.

He froze as well. “I’m..I’m kidding, you shouldn’t leave until your bus gets here.”

He sat down in his seat and cleared his throat but you still felt his soft hand on your skin.

You chuckled. “You’re so strange, Mark. I guess it’s a Canada thing.”

“I like..spending time with you, if I’m being honest. I don’t have many friends here but you’re..cool.”

You turned to him. “Cool?? You think I’m cool?”

Mark put his head on the steering wheel and sighed, realizing the mistake he made. “Why did I say that?”

“Haha! Potter! You can’t take it back!”

The two of you spoke about music and entertainment. You told Mark that you were happy to see that he was going to try a horror movie with you tomorrow. You finally opened up to him as he did to you also.

You both laughed and genuinely enjoyed each other’s company.

He was a breath of fresh air in this town.

————

[The Next Day]

“It’s going to start in 5 minutes, where is he?” Haechan huffed as he looked at his watch.

You stood at the front of the movie theatre and looked around for Mark, but he was nowhere to be found. Was he really ditching you? You bought him a ticket and popcorn which had gotten cold by now. The ads that played before the movie were almost done. Haechan gave up and went into the theatre with Renjun. You stood there alone, awkwardly waiting like someone that was being stood up for their date. You looked at your phone but there were no texts or calls from Mark.

“Hey, I know you..” a voice spoke out from behind you.

You felt a sense of relief.

That was, until you turned and saw him.

Taeyong stood there with his hands in his midnight black trench coat, his hair was neatly parted to the side and two gold chains dazzled around his pretty neck.

“Are you alone?” He stepped towards you, a chill ran through your body and it wasn’t because of the temperature outside.

Your face fell, you stepped backwards away from him.

“I’m—I’m fine, thank you.”

Taeyong smirked when he saw your face of worry. He looked smug, dangerously handsome and cool.

“Whoever it is you’re waiting for...they’d be a fool not to show up..” his voice was deep, giving you goosebumps as you stared.

Was he flirting with you? 

You laughed awkwardly.

A girl in a thin black body con dress walked up to him and grabbed his arm.

“Ready, babe?” She flipped her hair as she stared at him, but he still looked at you.

You felt bad for her. Yeah, she looked good, but at the cost of freezing in 20°F weather? Not even a gorgeous man like Taeyong was worth that.

“Sure..” he said smoothly.

They both walked into the theatre. You followed soon after. You found Haechan and Renjun and joined them. Haechan gave you a questioning look but you shook your head.

Mark never showed up.

He was too busy stopping a robbery downtown. It was him against 7 heavyweight champions trying to rob a bank. They were Kingpin’s men, but Mark used his web to bind them to the counters until police came.

By the time he finished, the movie was almost halfway done.

He sighed and grabbed his mask off while in a dark alleyway. He unlocked his phone.

You to Mark: where are you, loser? The popcorn is getting cold.

He smiled to himself. You got him popcorn, one of his faves.

You to Mark: gonna eat this by myself if you don’t show..

The next text message was a picture of Sour Patch Kids candy, the watermelon kind that he also loved.

You actually remembered him telling you he liked watermelons one day in class.

He closed his eyes and cursed quietly. He wanted to get close to you, but he was already messing things up.

————

[The Following Monday]

You threw your backpack down and sat in your seat in class.

Mark walked in soon after.

“You ignored my texts..” he said softly.

You ignored him and put your Bluetooth earbuds in.

He sighed then looked at his notebook.

“So you’re just not gonna talk to me?”

You bobbed your head and started writing as music played.

Mark looked around. Everyone had their heads down, they were either writing in their books or reading. So he put his hand behind his back, he quickly shot a web out to your ear bud. It malfunctioned and suddenly stopped working.

You took it out and looked at it.

“What the hell..” you whispered, genuinely confused as to why it burnt up while actually in your ear.

“Listen, I’m sorry I didn’t show up on Friday, but something happened..I wanted to be there, and—“

You finally turned to him. “Yeah, you chickened out. I’m sure you had better plans for your Friday night than to watch a stupid horror movie with me.”

Mark frowned. “No, no it’s not like that at all.” He wanted to be there with you and watch your face as you enjoyed something dear to you, he wanted to share popcorn and gummies, but those moments are a part of normal life for a normal teenager. He couldn’t have that.

“Really?” You raised your brows and placed your head in your hand. “I know what being second place in someone’s life feels like, Mark. It’s the same crap my parents and my ex put me through..I won’t go through it again.”

Mark shook his head and leaned towards you.

“I’m not like them, I’m here for you, give me a second chance..”

“Hey! Less talking about the weekend, more writing about science!” Your teacher called out.

When class ended, Mark followed you through the halls.

“I had something personal to take care of, y/n. Can we see a movie tomorrow or something?”

You shook your head and gripped the strap of your backpack. “There aren’t any movies out right now that I’m interested in..”

“Okay, umm how about a pumpkin patch?!” 

You turned to him with wide eyes. “What are we? 10 years old?” You scoffed and turned to walk then bumped into someone’s broad chest.

You looked up slowly. It was him. “Oh..I’m sorry.” You exhaled.

“Be careful, I might just bite next time..” Taeyong’s smile gave you the creeps. It bothered you that you were seeing him more frequently.

Mark took your hand suddenly. “Hey..we’re gonna be late.” He spoke firmly and glared before taking you out of Taeyong’s sight.

Mark kept pressing you for a second chance as you continued to walk to the cafeteria.

“Okay, fine. Umm there’s this Halloween party this Friday, I don’t really want to go, but-“

“Let’s go! We can get something to eat after, my treat!”

You nodded quickly just so he’d leave you alone. 

“Okay, Mark, let’s just get through this week.”

———

[Friday Night]

Haechan helped you out of his car when you got to the party. You wore a tight white dress and a feathery halo along with a small pair of wings.

You looked amazing with glittery makeup and white heels as your accessories.

Haechan dressed as a zombie and did a spectacular job on his makeup. He looked like he had really been bitten on the neck and the virus had spread throughout, leaving him grey with purple and green veins throughout his face.

You pulled your dress down and waited in the kitchen for Mark.

You grabbed yourself a beer and cracked it open. 

Haechan drank with you as well.

He swallowed hard. “The nice refreshing taste of piss.”

“Yup, seems about right.” You winced and put the can down.

“Well, well..it seems the Virgin angel has arrived.” Jeno walked in behind you and grabbed a beer. He was dressed as a devil. The two of you had long since talked about dressing as the angel & devil pair  for Halloween as a couple, but now that you had broken up, you didn’t think that he'd still do it.

You rolled your eyes. “What happened? Were your natural horns not enough?”

Jeno chuckled and tilted his head. “We’re playing 7 minutes in Heaven next..I’d ask you to join, but I know you’re just a teaser, never a pleaser.”

You scoffed, but Haechan jumped in.

“That’s what your little friend over there said last night when you pulled your pants down.”

Jeno flipped him the bird and walked away.

You went to the bathroom and checked your makeup. You looked wonderful, your boobs stuck out and your dress hugged your curves perfectly. You rarely dressed like this but it was nice to look and feel..pretty., you quickly fixed your lipstick and left. 

As you turned the corner, you ran into him again.

“Ahhh..perfect timing, I did say I would bite you the next time we ran into each other.” Taeyong’s eyes widened.

You backed away and laughed. 

He was dressed fittingly as a vampire. He was dark and mysterious like one, so you weren’t surprised. He looked even more handsome than usual in his dark eye makeup complete with black liner and red eyeshadow. 

But the way he stared made you..uneasy.

His gaze trailed from your lips to your cleavage as he eyed you up and down.

You stood there in silence.

“Do you—“ he started to pose a question as he stepped forward but his girl walked up and hugged him from behind.

She squeezed him gently, but Taeyong looked annoyed. “Let’s go upstairs, baby…” she said lowly while looking into your eyes with an evil glare.

Haechan came and grabbed your hand. You turned away from the two love birds and followed him, never once worrying about what Taeyong had to say again.

“He’s here!” You heard Haechan gasp.

Mark walked in. He was wearing a...Spider-Man costume.

You giggled at how cute he looked in it. You saw his cute little butt as he spun around looking for you through the crowd in the house.

You raised your hand. “Mark!” You called out to him.

He finally saw you and started to walk over.

You couldn’t stop yourself from grinning. He was adorable as he giggled.

“Why Spider-Man?”

He shrugged. “Eh—I like the way my butt looks.”

You laughed and took his hand to the living room where a few people sat on the floor a circle. 

They spun a bottle and whoever it landed on would be placed in a closet for 7 minutes in heaven.

Two members from the group were missing so you and Mark took their spots as they did whatever they were doing in the closet. He helped you squat down while pulling your dress down your thighs.

You rolled your eyes as Jeno held his new girl crush close to him. If he wanted to be with her in the closet, why did he sit beside her? You thought to yourself.

Everyone took turns spinning the bottle and when it got to you, you spun it fast, hoping that it wouldn’t land on someone that you knew, that way it would be just as awkward for the both of you.

Mark watched the bottle spin and based on the speed and rotation of the beer bottle, he knew that one end would end up pointing to you and the other would point to..Jeno.

As it spun, he placed his hand behind his back. 

He looked up and pointed to the kitchen with his other hand. 

“Oh my god, what is that?!” He yelled, causing everyone to turn to look at whatever he was pointing at.

You turned as well, so Mark quickly shot a small squirt of his web to increase the speed a little.

“What are you talking about?” You asked when you turned back to him. Everyone else turned back too.

“Oh, I could’ve sworn I saw a rat..maybe it was a decoration.” He shrugged his shoulders.

The bottle slowed down to a halt and just as you dreaded. It landed on you and..Mark.

Jeno laughed out loudly. 

“What’s so funny?” Mark gave him a look of annoyance.

“It’s just that..she’s the biggest prude I know, good luck bro, she doesn’t give it up.”

“Maybe because she doesn’t want to..I mean, have you thought about how much of an asshole you are?” Haechan spat out.

Mark looked at you as you stared at him with wide eyes.

“Y/n..you don’t have to do this if you don’t want to..” 

Jeno chuckled again.

You didn’t really want to be this close with Mark, but you had to. You had to prove Jeno wrong, even if you and Mark did nothing but stare at each other. You wanted Jeno to know that you weren’t a prude like he thought.

You stood up and nodded. “Let’s go..”

The two of you stood in the tight closet awkwardly.

The light was dim, but you saw Mark’s features clearly. His dainty nose and high cheekbones, his wide eyes and cute lips. He looked to the side nervously.

The truth was, you looked amazing in your dress. He felt his face become warm when he looked at your cleavage. The glitter made your skin sparkle even more than it usually did.

“So…” you stepped up and down. “I’m glad you came..”

“I’m glad I came too.” He swallowed hard. “Oh.. that, uhh, sounded weird, I’m sorry..”

“Mark..” you giggled. “You don’t have to be awkward, it’s me..it’s just that I’m wearing tight clothing for once..”

He chuckled and looked into your eyes. He raised an eyebrow, making your stomach weak.

“It’s not just that..” his voice is lower, quieter so no one can hear the two of you.

“What is it then?” You smirk.

He stares at your lips and as he’s about to answer a red alarm blares out in his head. His senses are tingling, someone is in trouble.

He squints and turns away. “I-i have to go…”

You step forward. “What? Are you..okay?”

You place your hands on his shoulder.

He loves the touch but can’t stop this nagging feeling. He had to go where his mind told him to go, he had to tend to whatever needed him or else he'd go insane from the noise.

“I can’t explain it, it’s like a migraine, I..just have to go.”

He turns to head through the closet door but you step in front of him. 

“Mark, if you leave it’ll just prove Jeno right. Please just 5 more minutes, I’m sure you can stand being with me for just that.”

“I can’t. I have to go.”

You scoff and continue to block the door. “What? Do you have to run home to your aunt or something? Are you out too late?”

Mark shakes his head. “Y/n..it’s not that, I just—“

“Gotta be a good boy and go home now?” You teased him to buy time. You really didn’t want Jeno to gain any satisfaction from learning that the two of you did nothing.

“Y/n..” he looked intensely into your eyes. His eyes then floated down to your lips as he watched you nag at him.

“Mark, what is it with you? You bailed on me last time! Do you hate being around me or what?”

He took your face in his hands and kissed you hard and sudden.

Your back hit the closet door causing it to swing open.

But Mark didn’t care, he still held your face close to his and caressed your mouth. You closed your eyes and enjoyed the feeling of him on you. The way his tongue traced over your bottom lip for permission to enter, the way his nose poked your cheek.

You opened your mouth and turned your head to deepen the kiss.

Sparks flew between you and you both felt giddy. Blood rushed through your veins. Mark’s senses were calmed for a bit as they focused on what he felt right now with you. The building tension and the satisfying release. 

You fell into him more and more. Even as the others cheered while watching, the two of you were consumed by each other.

You feel butterflies flying around without any intention of stopping and then..he pulls away. Your eyes open and you see your red lipstick all over the handsome boy’s mouth, confirming that what felt like a wonderful dream was actually a reality.

He stares at you through low eyes and licks his lips while panting.

Your lips are still parted while you too breathe heavily.

Your eyes are round and beg for more. Mark wants it too.

You look at his lips and lean forward, but he backs away and swallows hard.

“Catch ya later!” He runs out of the house as you stand there in shock.

Haechan’s mouth falls open.

“Oh...shit.”

———-

[The Next Day]

Taeyong listened to his father complain about the new superhero in town while at dinner.

“I don’t know where this little shit came from but he’s ruining EVERYTHING. We can’t get a simple delivery done without him popping up.”

Kingpin slams his fork down.

“He shoots a web here, he shoots a web there, and suddenly, my men are down and out! Tell me how that makes sense?”

“I’m sure they will stop him soon, he’ll get tired and give up.” Taeyong’s mother continued eating.

“Christ, I’m stressed and then we get a call from your teacher saying that you’re not showing up for class?!”

His father turned his attention to him while pointing a finger.

Taeyong shrugged.

“What the hell you moving your shoulders for? Answer me!”

Taeyong puts his fork down and sighs. “That class is a waste of time..”

“No, the only thing that’s being wasted is MY time and MY effort to get you to good college, you think I want you to end up like me?” His father’s voice rose.

“Is that such a bad thing?” A smirk fell across Taeyong’s face, irritating his father.

“Listen to me, boy, you could never handle the shit i handle, so DONT even think about it. You take your sorry ass to class and you graduate and go to college. Make something of that pea-sized brain of yours.”

“Honey..” his mom placed her hand on his father’s, but he lifted it and waved her off.

“Don’t! He’s like this because you spoil him. He’s a spoiled little brat.”

Taeyong continued eating, he was used to being insulted by his father.

“Dont speak like that, you’re just stressed because of Spider-Man, dear.”

“Shut it! You know that it’s true, you know he’s worthless!”

He stood up and gave Taeyong a frightening glare.

“You got one chance to prove me wrong, boy, make one more mistake and you’re out and on the streets with the druggies!” He huffed and left the dining room.

Taeyong sat quietly, gripping his fork in his fist and thinking about what to do. How could he prove to his father that he would be able to take over the business?

———-

[Monday]

You didn’t say a word to Mark for the first few minutes of class.

It was awkward but Mark didn’t seem to be bothered. He simply did his work in his notebook while listening to his music.

While the teacher was busy, you turned to him.

“Mark?” You whispered and leaned forward to get his attention.

“Mark?”

He still moved his head to the music.

You tapped his shoulder.

He turned to you with large eyes and took his headphones out.

“Yeah?” He said innocently.

“What do you mean by “yeah?” Are we not going to talk about the party?”

Mark smirked. “Do you want to talk about it?”

You nodded. “Mark, what was that about?” You knew what it was, you felt it every time you looked at each other. You had a developing crush on the boy you called a loser, you were just trying to hide it but it was becoming difficult as he was perfect in every way.

His cute eyes, nice lips, beautiful brown hair..you loved it all.

But most of all, you loved how sweet and caring he was, how he spoke to you and made you feel like you were the center of the universe as his entire focus rested on you.

He licked his lips. “I...did that to help you prove your boyfriend wrong.”

You blinked rapidly. “That was the only reason?”

“Um..yeahhh.” Mark looked to the side and moved his head in a “duh” motion.

“Oh..okay..” you looked down at your notebook and continued writing, feeling disappointed. But what did you expect? For Mark to confess his love for you? What a bizarre thought. You shook it off.

Later that day when you were at lunch, Haechan asked you about Mark.

“So what did he say?” He asked with his mouth full.

“He said he was just covering for me.” You shrugged your shoulders.

“Ahhh..I doubt it though, you guys made out like..really made out, it was sexy. If I knew you could kiss like that, I would’ve kissed you a long time ago.” he raises his eyebrows.

You made a look of disgust. “Ew! As if!”

You and Haechan giggled and continued eating. 

You looked over at Mark’s usual eating spot in the cafeteria, but he wasn’t there.

“Where’s that big head, Jeno?” Haechan tilted his head when he realized that Jeno didn’t pass by for his usual snarky comment session.

“Hmm that’s a good question, I don’t see Mark either.”

“Oooo..are you waiting for a round two with him?” Haechan teased, but something didn’t feel right.

You stood up. “Hey, I’ll be right back.”

Haechan nodded and you turned away to walk around the halls.

You peaked down all of the corridors looking for him.

You eventually went outside to the soccer field and heard whimpering behind the bleachers.

You walked towards it and saw three boys gathered around another boy in the middle. The boy in the middle was crouching down and holding his stomach.

You walked faster.

“Give me his glasses!” You heard one of the boys say.

“He had these ugly things on and still couldn’t see us coming..”

You recognized the voice.

It was Jeno. As you got closer you saw Jeno raise his foot to kick at the boy on the ground, and to your surprise, it was Mark.

“Shit…” you ran closer, but Mark grabbed Jeno’s foot and threw him to the floor.

Your eyes grew as Jeno’s back pummeled down into the ground with so much force, you swore the floor shook. How was Mark that strong?

Jeno groaned in pain. The other two boys stared in shock before turning back to Mark and delivering blows to his chest.

Mark couldn’t take on the two of them.

“I don’t want to hurt you!” He called out to them, he was holding back for their safety.

“Hey!” You yelled as you got closer.

“Oh..look who showed up..the school slut..” Jeno said as he stood up straight and winced from the pain in his back.

“You gave it up to the new guy, y/n? Wow, I guess you are like your mother..”

“Hey!” Mark called out to him, but the other two boys held him up by the arms to keep him from hitting Jeno again. Jeno balled his fists up and was about to hit Mark in the chest.

“You’re an asshole, Jeno!” You ran up to him and swung hard, landing a clean punch to the side of his unexpecting face.

“Hey, what the hell is going on here?!” Vice Principal Kim called out.

“Shit.” You held your hand as a stinging pain shot through it.

The two boys let go of Mark and ran, leaving you, Mark, and Jeno to the mercy of the vice principal.

You sat in detention with a wrapped hand. Mark sat a few desks behind you and Jeno sat in front with a pretty black eye.

You are proud of yourself for doing something you should’ve done to him long ago.

You watched the clock tick for an hour as you sat there with nothing to do.

Mark felt terrible for getting you involved, he would’ve handled it on his own but you jumped in to help him and now you were hurt.

After detention, you grabbed your backpack and left without talking to Mark.

“Hey..” he ran up to you.

“Hey..I’m sorry..about that, I didn’t want you to get involved..”

“It’s not your fault, Mark, it’s just that..I’d rather be alone right now..” you had to walk home after missing the last bus.

“I’ll drive you home, it’s the least I can do.”

You turned to him and raised your brows.

“Without your glasses? Can you even see my face right now?”

Mark laughed. “Actually..I have something to tell you…”

“Go on..”

“I don’t need the glasses, I just like it when you call me Potter.”

A smile creeped across your face as you felt it become warm. You couldn’t help but laugh.

Mark drove you home as the two of you talked about Jeno’s look of shock. 

“His face was priceless!” Mark scrunched his nose up and laughed gloriously.

You enjoyed watching him laugh, and without his glasses, he looked even more handsome.

You reached home and sighed. “Ahh..great, now I have to explain to my parents why my hand is swollen..”

Mark lifted your wrapped hand gently. “How does it feel? Does it hurt?” He bunched his brows up.

“And if it did, could you take the pain away?” You smirked.

Mark nodded. “I wish I could..”

“It’s fine, I’ll be fine, I took boxing class in the 9th grade..” you teased him but his eyes widened.

“Boxing class?! That is so cool!”

You giggled. “Mark, you’re so gullible!”

“Oh..” he looked down in defeat and blushed. 

A moment of silence rested between the two of you.

You stared at his lips. “Well..I should get going..”

Mark parked across the street from your house so your parents wouldn’t see you coming out of a strange car. 

You unbuckled yourself seat belt.

“Hey..” Mark said softly. 

You turned back to him and watched his parted lips.

He leaned in closer as you swallowed hard. He was so close, just a few more inches.

Your phone rang out and you looked down.

Shit, Haechan texted you.

Mark smiled and leaned back into his seat. “I’m sorry, um..thanks again.” 

“You’re welcome, Potter.” You winked and got out of the car.

He got out of the car and watched you head home.

But his spidey senses started to blare, something was coming, but you were texting on your phone as you crossed the street.

Everything happened in slow motion. The pick up truck speeding towards you, the steps you took to cross the road. You were moving too slow.

He had calculated it all. If he ran to you, he’d be too late, if he jumped in front of the truck he’d be too late and he’d get hurt. 

There was only once thing he could do given the amount of time he had.

He stretched his arm out, flicked his wrist and shot a  long sticky string out to your back. Once it latched itself onto your jacket, he yanked you back hard.

The truck sped by right in front of your eyes as you gripped your phone and looked up. You didn’t know what was happening or why you were flying backwards all of a sudden.

Your heart races, but soon you were in Mark’s arms. The truck came to a screeching halt once the driver realized that he almost hit you.

He spun you around to face him, not realizing that you were now entangled in his web.

You look terrified. “M-Mark..what the—“ you were out of breath, you looked down and saw the strings coming out of his skin.

Mark’s eyes widened as he looked down as well. The truck sped off after realizing that you were okay. It was just the two of you now, standing there in shock.

“Y/n…”

You let out a shakey breath. “Y-You're..him..You're—“

He put a finger over his lips. “Shhh..you can’t tell anyone.”

“S-spider-Man? THE Spider-Man??” 

Mark nodded slowly. 

Your mouth dropped.

“Promise me you won’t tell anyone.” Mark looked into your eyes and pleaded, his arms still held you tight to his chest.

You nodded but no sound came out.

He licked his lips and smiled. “I’m sorry you had to find out this way.”

“Mark..holy shit, I’m gonna..”

“Please don’t pass out on me, I don’t want to carry you to your parents while you’re unconscious..”

“But Mark..I mean, you’re like.. a superhero..that’s so cool.” You grinned and still looked at him through surprised eyes.

Mark blushed. “You think I’m cool?”

“Oh, my God why did I say that?” You rolled your eyes.

Mark looked at your lips and it was your time to kiss him.

You placed your lips on his while taking his face in your hands. He hugged you tighter and kissed you back, diving into you like you were a breath of fresh air that he needed. You both closed your eyes and embraced the moment as your pulses ran fast and eventually matched.

You stood there for a few minutes while kissing and hugging like you were in a movie. 

Neither you nor Mark noticed a car that was parked 50 feet away. 

But not just anyone’s car, Taeyong’s car.

He had trailed Mark’s car after he saw the two of you leaving school. He had nothing better to do and just wanted to see what the two of you were up to, but then he saw how the web shot out of Mark’s hand quickly and how you flew back into him. He saved your life, all while thinking that no one would see him.

But he was wrong, and now Taeyong knew what he needed to do.

———

[The Next Week]

You and Mark hadn’t things official yet, you both were scared for what would happen to your friendship. But that didn’t mean that you didn’t want to kiss him for hours on end.

Mark felt the same way. You had been paired up with someone else at a different table in class. The two of you were now departed and he wasn’t happy about that so he made sure to keep an eye on you.

You finally ate together too. Haechan had his suspicions when he saw the two of you smiling at each other for no reason, but he didn’t say anything.

Then one day, you didn’t show up to class.

Mark texted you the entire night before and even sent you tik toks to laugh at. He knew you were fine and if you were skipping class, you’d definitely let him know. You didn’t respond to the texts he sent during the day.

His spidey senses tingled, he knew something was up.

He called you while at lunch. And to his surprise, you answered.

“Y/n? Where are you?”

There was silence over the line for a brief moment, then you sniffled. “Hey, Mark. I’m home today, I just needed..a break.”

Mark paused. “What’s wrong?”

“It’s nothing, Mark, I’ll see you later. Please don’t come and look for me.”

“H-“ he started but you had already hung up.

He pursed his lips and looked intensely at his screen. Something was definitely up and he wasn’t going to stop until he found out what it was.

So after his last class, he headed to your house and knocked at the door.

When you didn’t answer, he walked around the house, looking for a way to get in without causing any damage.

He eventually found an open window on the second floor and after looking around to make sure no one was watching, he climbed up the side of the house and entered through it.

He stood up straight and saw that he was in your room, but you weren’t there.

Then he saw what looked to be a body under the blanket on your bed. 

“Y/n?”

He quickly lifted the blanket and jumped in horror. It was a slide-sized Spider-Man action figure.

He had a sticky note on his face that pressed “press my belly button.”

Mark pressed the button and heard it speak through its fake mouth.

“Oh, hello, Spider-Man, or should I call you Mark?”

His eyes widened as the male voice spoke.

“Well..it doesn’t really matter..see, I’ve got your lovely girlfriend here with me..” 

Mark here’s your muffled screaming in the background.

He grits his teeth. 

“And she is here, waiting for you at the very top of the largest building in the city. I know you’re new here, but I’m sure you can find it.”

Mark curses to himself, he was caught with you and by some bastard that he didn’t know. Did Kingpin have his men follow him?

“Oh, and that nice friend of her’s, hmmm Haechan is it? He’s outside her house, but he’s probably all tied up.. don’t be late, Markipoo, we wouldn’t want y/n to hang out with me much longer..”

The recording stops playing. Mark runs out of the house, but stops in his tracks.

He’s too late. 

Johnny and Yuta stand beside Haechan’s car. Haechan has JI mouth covered by a piece of fabric but his eyes are open and wet with tears.

He lets out a loud scream when he hears Mark.

They tied him to the hood of the car while the engine runs. He was literally tied up.

“Hey!” Mark calls out and runs towards them, but Johnny places a brick onto the gas pedal and puts the car in drive.

Haechan screams even louder as the car rolls down the hill fast.

Mark runs after it, struggling to keep up as it speeds down the street.

Johnny and Yuta stand back and laugh.

Mark had to find a way to beat, he had to calculate his speed so he could overrun it and stop it. Or he could shoot webs out from the back and pull it towards him.

His mind runs at 100mph as it goes through every possibility while he pants and runs.

“Haechan! Don’t worry! I’ve got you!”

The car is too heavy, and it’s going too fast, so he can’t hold it with his spiderweb material.

He leaps forward and up into the air, landing just a few feet in front of the incoming car.

He puts his hands in front of him and braces for impact. He had never taken on such a huge task before, he prayed that he would be strong enough to take a 4,000 pound car going at 80 miles per hour.

He grunts and presses forward onto the top of the car, causing it to make a loud skrrt sound and a huge dent to form. He uses his legs for stability as he struggles to stop it from going any further.

But he slides downward in his two feet.

“Shit.shit.shit.shit” he murmurs out.

Haechan cries to the heavens for help.

Mark pushes forward even harder while gritting his teeth. He lifts the hood slightly.

With a loud groan and harsh grip, he tears the engine out to stop the car.

The wheels slow to a halt and Mark places the car down.

He stumbles on his feet and nearly passes out, but he had to keep moving, he had to find you.

So he quickly puts his mask on before people come outside of their homes to see what the ruckus is about, then he unties Haechan.

“Oh my God..oh my God, what the hell?!”

Haechan panics and shakes.

“Mark, you’re—you’re..the guy..”

“Haechan, we can talk about this later. What is the tallest building and where can I find it?”

Haechan points in the direction of the tallest building in the town. It’s 1,000 feet high and is owned by none other than Kingpin.

Mark’s eyes narrowed as he clenched his jaw.

He swings through town quickly to get to you.

Once at the building, he decided that it would be faster to climb.

Meanwhile, Taeyong has you tied up and gagged.

Tears stream down your face.

“It’s such a shame things had to be this way..I kinda liked you.” Taeyong strokes your cheek with his thumb.

His phone rings.

“What is it?”

“He should be there soon.” 

You hear a man’s voice say on the other line.

Taeyong gives a devilish smile and looks back at you as he hangs up.

“Perfect.” He winks.

He steps forward to you and takes your bound wrists in his hand. He takes your gag off with the other.

“Would you like to beg for your life now?” 

“Fuck you, Taeyong! I never did anything to you!”

Taeyong smiles when you curse. “You’re right. All you did was go to class and look pretty...oh and decide to date a superhero. You had to expect us to use you as leverage.”

You shook your head. “Taeyong, you’re not like your father, you’re better than him! Please don’t do this.”

Wind blew your hair back as Taeyong had opened one of the floor-to-ceiling windows on the top floor.

Taeyong’s smile fell when you mentioned his father.

“I know I’m better than him, sweetheart, I get right to the source of my problems.”

He strokes your cheek again. “You know..you’re a lot prettier when you don’t speak, but right now..I want you to scream for me.”

He suddenly pushes you out the window but grabs the end of the rope that has tied your hands up.

You let out a blood curdling scream as you stare down as the tiny people and cars so far below you. You cry even harder.

“Just like that, sweetheart, you sound beautiful.”

He smirks and ties the rope to a pole to keep your body dangling.

“Mark!!” You cry out when you see him in his Spider-Man suit climbing up the building towards you.

“No! Don’t come any closer! It’s a trap!!” You try to stop him but Mark doesn’t stop, you’re right there and he has to get to you.

“The itsy bitsy spider went up the water spout..” Taeyong sings to himself as he picks up his father’s machine gun.

He aims it out of the window and at Mark.

“Down came the rain and washed the spider out.”

He pulls back on the trigger, allowing bullets to fly in the direction of the crawling Spider-Man. 

“Mark!!” You cry out once again as Mark let’s go with one hand and dangles with the other. He quickly moves from side to side to dodge the bullets.

He regains his position and continues climbing.

“Oh, he’s a stubborn spider.” Taeyong grins and unloads on him again, this time never stopping.

He moves it from side to side to catch him.

A bullet flies right over Mark, breaking his suit and cutting his skin. He curses then looks back up.

He had to pay attention, he had to get to you.

Taeyong goes maniacal with the gun but he just can’t seem to get him.

He stops when he’s out of bullets and Mark is just a few feet away.

You think he’s given up because he’s lost, but Taeyong got just what he wanted.

“Okay, sweetheart..” he unties the rope from the pole and holds it in his hands. “It’s time to fly like the beautiful angel you are.”

You look back at him with wide eyes. “Taeyong!”

He lets go of the rope. You fall out through the window fast and past Mark.

Mark throws his head into your direction and leaps off of the building towards you.

He tries to fly down fast but he can’t keep up with your falling body, he’s so close but he can’t get to you.

You cry and think about your life, you never imagined this would be how you’d die.

You see Mark coming after you with all his strength, you know he’s doing his best. But it was impossible, there’s no way he’d get to you in time.

And so you felt yourself lose consciousness.

Your head fell back and your body fell limply.

“No, no, no, no don’t give up on me!” Mark yells and stretches his arms out, he shoots two strings from his wrists.

They latch onto you, he pulls back as hard as he can, your body flying into his arms as he still falls down the side of the building.

He spins around and shoots another string onto the building. His fall stops abruptly and his body flings itself into the glass. He holds you in his arms to protect you from the shattered glass.

You both fall onto the floor of an office. People jump up and yell in shock.

“Oh my god..it’s Spider-Man.” a few people say with gasps.

But Mark is focused on you. He doesn’t feel the pain from the impact, for his heart breaks for you. He unties your hands and holds one of them in his own.

“Y/n..y/n.. please talk to me..” leans over you and shakes you gently. Your body lies limply. Your mouth is slightly parted and your eyes are still closed. He hears a faint heartbeat.

He starts to tear up when you don’t respond.

“Y/n, I’m sorry..” he lifts his mask off and kisses you on the cheek.

He doesn’t care who sees him and can possibly expose his identity.

“Please..just wake up..tell me you’re okay..” he then kisses you on the lips.

Your eyes flutter open when you feel his soft lips on yours.

You place your hands on the side of his face, the people in the office clap and cheer.

You breathe him in before kissing him back. He pulls away and smiles down at you. His wavy brown hair hangs over your face and his eyes are teary.

“Are you crying, loser?” You give him a small smile.

Mark laughs and kisses you again.

Once you assured him that you were okay, Mark hunted Taeyong down at one of his father’s warehouses. Taeyong, Johnny, and Yuta waited there for him with a gun and several weapons, but they weren’t  prepared for Spider-Man’s speed, strength, and agility, especially when all three were amplified by Mark’s anger. He gave them all an ass whooping they’d remember for the rest of their life, then had the cops come to arrest them. Mark didn’t go into much detail, but you knew that Kingpin, disappointed and hurt, disowned Taeyong and left him on his own to deal with his own actions.

When Taeyong tried to tell him who SpiderMan was, Kingpin called him a fool and deemed him mentally unstable, for a scrawny and nerdy kid with Harry Potter glasses couldn’t possibly have been the Spiderman that was kicking their asses.

Everyone thought Taeyong was crazy and Mark was never identified by the people in the office room.

Johnny and Yuta gave Taeyong up and admitted that they didn’t know who Spider-Man was, for if they had gone along with him, they’d only look crazy too.

Taeyong was arrested for attempted murder of both you and Haechan and sentenced to life in prison. He was tried as an adult and without the assistance of his wealthy father, didn’t stand a chance at getting away.

———

[December]

Finals were over and you could finally celebrate with Mark. 

You joined him for the Winter Dance while dressed in a long, sleeveless icy blue dress.

“You look beautiful, like a princess.”

Mark blushed as he took your hand and led you to the dance floor.

You smiled and laughed out. He too looked dashingly handsome like a prince in his black suit and a bow tie that matched your dress. His hair was parted to the side and smoothed back, he didn’t have his glasses so he looked older, more mature.

The two of you swayed side to side. You laid your head on his shoulder and drank in the scent of his cologne. He smelled like flowers, his touch felt warm on your bare back.

There were stars decorating the dark gym in order to set the mood. White snowflakes also danced across the ceiling.

“I...have something to ask you..”

His low voice vibrates against your chest.

You raised your head and looked at all of the beauty marks on his neck and jaw. Funny enough, they were in all the places that you wanted to kiss.

“Yeah?”

Your soft voice makes him weak, he wants to hold you like this forever.

“Will you..” he clears his throat and glances down at you nervously. “..be my girlfriend?”

Your face lights up, you smile widely.

“I thought you’d never ask, Potter.” You kiss him on the lips and spend the rest of the night together.

[kireimarkeu]

My Little Pea; j.jh

+repost :))) 

just a summary of how it’s like to be dating jaehyun. i got so many inspiration from so many videos/people while making these. HAVE FUN 

4k words

+Day 1 [he asks you out] 

Jaehyun couldn't stop himself from smiling every few seconds. Every time he remembered what happened an hour ago, his face and ears would flush red and his palms would start to sweat.

Just an hour ago, Jaehyun finally asked you to be his girlfriend, after seeing each other for a few months. The feelings were mutual, and you were glad he finally asked you. 

You squeezed your boyfriend's hands, looking up at him, amused, "what are you smiling at, cutie?"

He looked down at you, biting his lips to stop himself from smiling. "Can't believe I can finally call you my girlfriend."

You couldn't help but blush at his sweet words. "I feel the same, boyfriend."

Jaehyun suddenly stopped walking and pulled his hand from yours, covering his face with both hands.

"You can't say that!"

+Day 30 [your 1st month]

"Happy one month, baby!" Jaehyun beamed, holding a vanilla cake in front of him. 

You grin happily, looking up at him. "You bought a cake for us?"

Jaehyun nodded sheepishly, "had to treat my girl after not being able to see her for so long."

You stood up and ambled up to him, "thank you for this. You're the best boyfriend ever."

You take the cake from him and placed it on the table before wrapping your arms around his neck, placing a soft kiss on his neck then another his lips.

"Thank you so much, love," you cooed, pressing your lips on his nose.

Jaehyun smiled at you, dimples obvious, "anything for my favourite girl."

 +Day 48 [his first I Love You]

"Jae, hurry up!!" you whined at your boyfriend, crossing your arms with a huff.

"I'm coming! I'm coming! Jeez, what's the rush baby?" Jaehyun yelled back, quickly putting on a clean t-shirt before leaving the changing room.

"Gosh, for a guy you take pretty fucking long in there," you raised your eyebrows, grabbing your boyfriend's duffle bag, handing it to him.

Jaehyun grabs your hands in his as the both of you starts walking, "can you tell me why you're rushing me?"

You let out a soft sigh, opening the door for the both of you, "well, it's supposed to be a surprise..."

You looked up at your boyfriend only to see him raise his eyebrows at you, "I reserved a restaurant for the both of us."

Jaehyun's ear immediately turned scarlet. He couldn't believe how cute you were being. His little baby was rushing because she planned a date for the both of you? How adorable.

"You've been super busy with practice, and I know how stressed you get, so I thought I would bring you out," you told him sincerely, squeezing his hand lightly. "Is that okay?" you asked, looking up at him with anticipation evident in your eyes.

Jaehyun burst into a huge smile, "are you kidding me, baby? I love this! Thank you so much, you're an angel!"

Jaehyun immediately wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you into his chest as he hugged you tightly. Jaehyun was tall– extremely tall, so whenever you hug him, you always had to tiptoe to match with his height.

"I love you."

You gasped, pulling away from Jaehyun, "what?"

Your boyfriend cleared his throat, looking around shyly, "I said... I love you."

 +Day 64 [he leaves for the tour]

"Are you not asleep?" Jaehyun sighed from beside you, turning to look at you.

It was 2 in the morning, the both of you weren’t cuddling like usual, and your eyes were still wide open, staring at the ceiling with tears brimming your eyes every few minutes.

"I can't," you whispered, hands going up to wipe the stray tears away.

"Don't cry, princess," Jaehyun mumbled, stretching his arm to pull you closer to his side, hiding his face in your neck.

It broke Jaehyun's heart to see the love of his life cry because of him. If he could, he would've already called his manager to cancel the tour just for you. If only he could.

"I just..." your voice shaky, "I'll miss you. So much."

"Impossible."

You chuckle, resting your head on his. You raked your fingers through his soft hair. "Can't I send you to the airport tomorrow?"

Earlier today, you've been bugging Jaehyun to let you send him to the airport for the last time, but the whole time Jaehyun wouldn't let you.

"No can do, baby. There would be too many fans, I don't want my little pea to get hurt."

Now, that was a lie. He didn’t mind the fans, but he knew he would burst into tears if you were to follow him to the airport to send him off. And he didn’t want anyone to see him cry, he had to maintain his big boy demeanour. 

You pouted. "Well, okay, but you'll have to wake up early tomorrow so I can spend a little more time with you."

"Anything you want, angel," he told you. "But right now, you need some sleep alright?"

"Mhm, goodnight jae-bunny," you giggled at the nickname.

"Goodnight, my little pea."

 +Day 128 [you just missed him so much]

"I think I'm gonna' cry," your voice shaky as you told Jaehyun through the phone.

"Baby..." he sighed.

Tears roll down your cheeks as soon as you heard his voice through the speaker. "It's so hard, Jae..."

"I know baby, I know. We just gotta hang in there for a little while, alright?" Jaehyun's voice was so soft and comforting.

You started to sob, all you wanted was for Jaehyun to hold you in his arms, go on fun dates while wearing matching outfits, but Jaehyun had to leave Korea for 3 months without any break in between and it just broke you.

"Don't cry... you know it breaks my heart..." Jaehyun sounded like he was about to cry, from his quivering voice.

"I can't do this," you immediately told him before ending the call and tossing your phone on the bed before covering your face with your pillow while tears continue to leave your eyes.

It took you a good half an hour to let all the tears and feelings out. You grabbed your phone, turning it on only to see multiple messages from your boyfriend.

Boyfriend: baby

Boyfriend: baby? 

Boyfriend: are you okay? 

Boyfriend: what do you mean you can't do this? 

Boyfriend: don't leave me, angel

Boyfriend: I can't live without you

Boyfriend: you probably need some time y/n 

Boyfriend: please text me back, princess 

Boyfriend: I love you. so much baby. you don't even know

Your lips turned into a small smile at his texts.

You: hi

You: sorry, it was just hard to hear your voice for so long and i couldn't control my emotiona

You: emotions*

Boyfriend: we can do this baby. I know we can ❤

You: jae

Boyfriend: ?

You: you're an idiot for thinking i would ever leave you

 +Day 156 [your first I Love You] 

Your palms were sweating, your eyes were locked on the watch you were wearing.

Your boyfriend was finally coming back home today and you could never be any more nervous.

With your lips between your teeth, you tip-toed between all the tall fangirls to see if your boyfriend has arrived.

It all felt like a dream when you saw Jaehyun come out of the door. It was all slow motion, the cameras started clicking and the screams of the fangirls were so loud, you could barely hear your thoughts.

With a small smile on your lips, you walked to the van that the boys were supposed to get in. You quickly get in so the fans wouldn't get suspicious.

In about 30 minutes, the doors unlocked and soon, one by one, the boys entered the door.

You could see Haechan was ready to squeal at the sight of you sitting inside, but he gets pretty loud and he didn't want the fans to find out that there was a girl in the car.

Finally, Jaehyun entered the van. When his eyes landed on you, it immediately lit up, pushing the other boys to take a seat next to you. He quickly wrapped his arms around your waist and placed his head on your chest like a baby.

The van finally started moving and he pulled away from your chest, "I didn't know you were coming.."

Your scrunched your nose at how cute he was being, "it was a surprise."

Jaehyun grinned at your words, "I have a surprise for you too."

You looked at him with a gasp, "a surprise? what is it?"

He looked at you sneakily before telling you that he would show you the surprise when the both of you are back at the dorm.

 ***

"Gimme your bag," you told Jaehyun, reaching out to grab the bag from him.

He shook his head, making a cute sound. "No, it's okay."

"You're tired Jae, I can carry some stuff for you," you said, reaching further to grab the duffle bag from him, but only pushed his shoulder bag so you couldn’t reach for it.

"It's heavy," he protested.

"I'm a big girl," you huffed, crossing your arms.

 He let out a sigh and shrugged, "if you say so," he passed you his bag.

 You quickly grabbed it and hang it around your shoulder and– oh, it was heavy. You looked up at Jaehyun who was stifling a laugh as he stared at you. You quickly changed the position of his heavy bag and placed it around your chest– you didn't want shoulders that aren't level.

"You good there, babe?" Jaehyun asked you, laughing from next to you.

You nodded with a hum, flashing a fake smile to your boyfriend, "Perfect."

Jaehyun could only shake his head as he grabbed his luggage from the trunk.

You quickly went to Taeyong to grab the keys from him so you could unlock the door. Taeyong sent you a soft smile, mumbling a 'thank you'.

Once everyone has settled in their dorm rooms, you followed Jaehyun from behind. You were excited to know this 'surprise'. What could he have planned while he was away for 3 months?

You tugged on the sleeves of his shirt, "Jae... the surprise," you pouted.

"Ah, yes," he quickly ran to his black coloured luggage, unlocking it, he quickly skimmed through a bunch of unfolded clothes to find the thing he was searching for.

Finally, he pulled out a small teddy bear from the mess. He waddled back to you, with a smile on his face, dimples prominent.

You raised your eyebrows.

"I was in Paris, and I saw this and it looked exactly like you," he told you.

You held the small teddy bear in your hands as you scanned its face. You looked up at your boyfriend, who was staring at you with heart eyes.

"How?"

"Well, this was the only unique bear, which means, you're a gem, y/n," he explained, "also, it's so small, like a pea– like you. A-and look at its eyes! It's so shiny, exactly like yours– when you look at me," he giggled, turning the bear to show you.

Jaehyun frowned at the lack of reaction from you, "do you... like it..?"

"Are you crazy, Jae?!" you yelped– and at that moment, Jaehyun thought he had fucked up, "I love it!"

"Really?”

You nodded, "mhm, it does look like me," you laughed, looking back at the bear.

Jaehyun pressed his lips against yours softly before pulling away, resting his forehead on yours, "I'm sorry– you just looked so adorable. My little pea."

Hungry for another kiss, you pulled him down by his collar and pressed your lips against his again.

"I love you," you mumbled against his lips.

 +Day 198 [you visit him at work]

Jaehyun suddenly stood up, his arm that was around you left you, making you feel cold. 

You pouted, reaching for his hand, stopping him, "where are you going?"

Your boyfriend chuckled at your pout, "I'm just going to the toilet, baby," he squeezed your hand.

"Okay, come back fast."

He hummed, quickly pressing a kiss to your cheek before leaving you with the rest of the boys.

You pulled out your phone, trying to find something that could entertain you since the boys were busy themselves– all of them were either doing their make-up, making sure their outfits looked good or practising their vocals. 

"Hey, hey," Johnny called out, getting the attention of everyone in the room. You pulled your attention from your phone to look at Johnny. "Are you guys hungry?"

A chorus of 'yeah' and 'yes' filled the room. 

"Should we play scissors, paper, stone? Loser will buy food for everyone?" Johnny suggested, a smirk plastered on his face as he scanned the reaction of the room.

Everyone shrugged, agreeing with the idea. 

You could only chuckle at how cute the boys were. You continued to scroll through Instagram, ignoring their voices.

"Wait–"Taeyong called out, "Jaehyun isn't here, though?" 

"Hmmm... how about Y/N? We can use her to replace Jaehyun?" suggested Mark.

Your head shot up at your name, you raised your eyebrows at the boys who were staring at you. 

"Will you replace Jaehyun?"

You shrugged with a small smile, "sure."

You threw your phone on the couch and walked up to the boys who were already in a circle. 

"Scissors, paper, stone!"

The game repeated multiple times until it was left only you and Johnny. 

"Ah, this is getting competitive," you sighed, glaring up at Johnny playfully.

"You'll lose, Y/N," he joked, laughing softly.

"Scissors, paper, stone!"

You held out scissors while Johnny held out rock.

The room was filled with loud waves of laughter from the boys as some pointed at you as if to mock you. You let out a small scream, laughing with the boys.

As if it was perfectly timed, your boyfriend entered the room with a straight face. He raised his eyebrows, all confused as to why everyone was laughing loudly. 

"We have a surprise for you," Taeyong told his friend. "You didn't know what we did?"

Jaehyun shook his head, "No,"

"Ah," Taeyong pursed his lips, "Y/N will tell you," he giggled. 

Jaehyun turned to look at you with raised eyebrows.

"Your card please," you asked, reaching out both hands, trying to stifle a laugh.

He looked around, still confused until he remembered the boys saying they were really hungry and he finally figured everything out. 

He looked at you with betrayal in his eyes, then back at the boys with a fake smile, "have a good meal guys!" 

The boys roared another wave of laughter.

He let out a soft sigh, going to his bag to fish out his credit card, giving it to Johnny since he was ordering. He walked back to you and quickly pulled you in his arms. 

"I can't believe you would betray me like this," he pouted.

 +Day 209 [your first fight] 

You angrily stomped in the dorm, slamming the door in Jaehyun's face. Jaehyun then opened the door after you slammed the door loudly, glaring at you, following you to his room.

"What the fuck is your problem?" Jaehyun asks you, shutting the door, turning to look back at you.

"Nothing."

"You can't tell me it's nothing when you're acting like a fucking child, Y/N!" he raised his voice at you.

Recently, Jaehyun had started to get busy again, and apparently, today was the only day he was free after weeks of not seeing each other despite living in the same household.

Both of you had planned to go on a date, to make up for the lost time in the past weeks. It disappointed you when Jaehyun had stood you up, so you went to SM building to find him– just to see what he was up to since he had stood you up.

What shocked you was when you saw Jaehyun sitting with a girl at SMtown Cafe, talking happily and sipping iced tea.

"I don't know Jaehyun, why don't you think?" you snapped, glaring at him.

He let out an annoyed groan, pushing his hair back with his fingers– something he does when he's stressed out.

"Y/N, could you just tell me? Babe, I don't know what I did wrong!" he begged, voice filled with desperation.

"Jae," you breathed, "today was the only day you had a free day, and we both promised to finally go out."

Jaehyun finally remembered about the date that both of you planned weeks prior.

Shit.

Jaehyun closed his eyes, letting out a breath. "Baby..."

You  knew what he was going to say and you didn't want to hear it. You felt like the relationship was going south and you didn't know what to do because you don't want to leave him.

"No– Jae, I– I don't wanna hear... your apology– or an excuse, just... just leave, Jaehyun."

"Y/N, I'm sorry, my schedule was just so hectic, and–and, I just forgot about our date–" he looked up at you with pleading eyes, "please forgive me, babe, hm?"

He ambled closer to you, reaching out to hold your hand in his, but you roughly pushed his hand away.

You shook your head in annoyance, "Just leave, Jaehyun!"

Jaehyun pushed his hair back as he glared at you, "why are you being so difficult right now?” 

You gasped at his words, "I'm being difficult?"

He nodded, "Yeah, I said what I said, Y/N. You're being fucking dramatic."

"Dramatic?" you repeated. "Jae, I haven't seen you for fucking weeks! And then when I try to find you, you were with some other girl! What the fuck, Jae?"

Jaehyun rolled his eyes at your words, "right, I'm sorry for having a hectic schedule then."

You shook your head, getting tired of the argument, "I'm tired of this, Jaehyun, just leave me alone, alright?"

"Fine."

 +Day 210 [he apologizes]

남친 = boyfriend

 남친: baby

남친: i'm sorry about yesterday

남친: after leaving your place i couldn't stop thinking about it

님친: i love you 

님친: i promise i wont forget about our dates next time 

Both of you had playful fights before, but it had never gotten serious like this before. And honestly, it scared you– a lot. You didn't want to lose him, not like this.

You: i'm sorry too

You: for overreacting

It only took Jaehyun a second to reply to you.

남친: no baby, don't apologize

남친: it was my fault.

남친: i'll come over okay?

A smile spread across your lips before typing a reply to Jaehyun.

 +Day 365 [your first year together]

"I can't believe you begged your manager just to go to Hawaii," you huffed while pulling your suitcase into the pretty room.

Your eyes scanned the room– it was beautiful. It had the prettiest view of the sea, the room was huge, a bed in the middle and tv right before the bed.

"Yeah," he scoffed, "with you. You wouldn't think I wouldn't spend time with you on our anniversary right?"

You turned to glare at him, "It's sweet of you, babe. But if you keep skipping your schedules, your manager is going to hate me!" you whined, frowning at your boyfriend.

Jaehyun couldn't resist your cuteness and walked up to you, pulling you to his chest. "So? At least I get to spend time with the girl I love the most."

You pulled away from his chest and scrunched your nose at his words, "You're cheesy."

"Oh, you love it."

Well, he wasn't wrong.

You pulled away from your boyfriend and sat on the soft mattress, "well, what do you want to do first?" you asked Jaehyun, turning to look at him.

"Well, I'm pretty hungry?" he said, rubbing his stomach.

"Okay, where do you wanna eat?" You asked him, already looking through your luggage to find an outfit to wear.

"Well..." he started, you looked up at him suspiciously, "I was thinking we could just order some food?"

You let out an annoyed grunt, "but Jae, we're all the way here!"

"I know, I know! But I wanna spend some time alone with my little pea..." he said softly with a sullen look.

You stared at him with a straight face.

"Please...?"

He walked up to you, pressing his lips against yours quickly.

"My little pea? Please?"

This time he sent you puppy dog eyes and kissed your lips once more, and you had to fight back a smile.

"Baby? Come on..."

"Argh, fine!"

 +Day 371 [he sings for you]

"Can't sleep?" Jaehyun whispered from beside you.

You turned to look at him, a sad smile plastered on your face.

Turning back to stare at the wall, you opened your mouth, "nope."

"Why not?"

You took a while to reply him, "this past week... has been the most beautiful and awesome time of my life and I'll cherish this moment forever," you explained. "I just can't believe we're going back tomorrow."

A grin spread across Jaehyun's lips. He was so happy when he heard you say that. It took him months to plan this trip for both of you.

Your boyfriend reached for your hand to lace it with his, his thumb rubbing the ring on your finger.

The ring. Yesterday, he gave you a promise ring. He explained that the ring was more than just a mere promise that he would marry you one day. It was also a promise that whatever happens, he'll always be there for you. A ring that held a lot of meaning.

"Want me to sing you to bed, babe?"

"Mhm."

You move closer towards Jaehyun and laid your head on his chest as he wrapped you in his arms.

His beautiful voice started to fill the room, whispering beautifully in your ear.

"I love you, Jung Jaehyun."

"And I love you, my little pea."

 +Day 382 [abs????!!!!!] 

You couldn't believe this. You couldn't believe your eyes. 

Jung Jaehyun– your boyfriend– was too shy to show his body to you, but he could show his motherfucking abs to the camera?

"JUNG JAEHYUN!" you screamed out angrily. 

After hearing your scream, Jaehyun immediately ran to your room, only to see you seated down on your shared bed with your phone in your hands. 

"Yes, baby?" he asked, going up to you. 

You looked up at him with a scowl, "don't 'hey baby' me!"

He stared at you with puppy eyes, "what did I do?"

With a scoff, you lifted your phone to show Jaehyun a picture of him lifting his shirt and caressing his abs after. His ears turned beet red as he looked back to your dark eyes. 

You placed your phone next to you and folded your arms with a frown. "You don't even let me see your abs yet you can show your fans your body?"

Jaehyun let out a forced laughter, "do you... wanna touch it?"

A grin spread across your lips as you nodded at your boyfriend’s words. Honestly, you were just joking, you didn’t want to make your boyfriend uncomfortable with his body. 

What shocked you was when Jaehyun didn’t hesitate to lift up the t-shirt he was wearing. Your eyes were about to leave your eyes as you reached out to stop him, he looked up at you with confusion. 

“Baby, I was just joking,” you told him, “I would never make you do something you don’t feel comfortable with.”

But he shook his head, “I’m really okay with it. You’re my girlfriend.”

You squint your eyes at him, he laughed, “really.”

A smirk appeared on your face as you pulled your hands from Jaehyun. 

“Go on.”

[fruityutas]

requested ~ no

not proofread

wc: 2.3k

genre ~ fluff, highschool au

synopsis ~ badboy!jisung is smitten with you after catching a glance of you on the first day of school, so the dreamies help him to make you his by the end of the year

warnings ~ fighting, cursing, underage smoking (don’t smoke children!! Or adults just don’t smoke in general)

note ~ this is a continuation of something another blog wrote! i got full clearance from them to write this and i’m finally getting around to it! @itsarealshitshow thank u again for letting me do this!! here’s the original post :)

“so what’s the plan for today, sung?” haechan says a little too loud for jisung’s comfort. the younger looks about, bug-eyed, for people who could have heard. “dude, that sounded like we plan on killing someone.” haechan just shrugs and pops the gum in his mouth. jisung shoves the boy lightly, causing him to choke. sniggers erupt from the group of boys that sit in the farthest corner of the lunchroom. the dreamies are what they call themselves, though everyone finds it a bit funny. “what was that for, you brat?!” haechan’s friends erupt in laughter, causing the nearby table to look over. the table that just so happened to be where your friend group sat. jisung makes eye contact with you and smiles. you send a timid one back before your friends roll their eye at the group’s antics and begin to leave. yeri takes your arm and pulls you away from the table before you can say anything about it.

science drags on so you ask to use the restroom to see if you can find jisung in the halls. not the most educated choice but you have to at least speak to the boy. the hall pass in your hand is your ticket to getting out of trouble with any teacher, and the excuse of you being new. passing the rows of lockers proves no sight of the boy you seek until you get to the last ones near the back entrance of the school. There was jisung and his friends at the end, talking about some game while huddled around what you presumed to be a switch. you stop abruptly, which causes your sneakers to squeak. all six of the boys look up at you with eagle eyes. you’re a deer caught in headlights and not a word is uttered for a good minute. “you better not rat us out, goody two shoes.” haechans’ the first to speak. you shake your head and walk up to them. “i’m skipping class too so it really wouldn’t bring me any luck to do that.” they all look at you confused. “yeah yeah why would i skip class i get it. i’m looking for jisung, actually.” the boy in question turns red as a tomato and starts to stutter. the others snicker at his flustered state. you turn to jisung and smile sweetly. “i know my friends are always rude to you guys but i wanna get to know you. sorry for their behavior, also. they don’t know when to keep to themselves.” your face is now red as well, mostly because up close, jisung is absolutely breathtaking. “that’s for sure.” haechan’s mumble makes its way to your ears but is quickly muffled by jaemin smacking his arm.

in the next few weeks, you got a lot closer to jisung and his friends much to your friends’ dismay. “they’re all trouble, y/n. why do you hang around them?” you roll your eyes at her. “they’re just high school boys, they literally laughed at a fart noise the other day. they aren’t any harm to anyone.” she scoffs at you. “i thought you’d be at least a little smarter than this, but apparently not. i can’t be friends with someone who hangs out with unscholarly people.” you’re taken aback at her statement. “whatever yeri, if you don’t wanna be friends anymore then i don’t care, have fun being a bore.” you hurried away before she could say anything back to you. you were glad she didn’t want to speak with you anymore, all she ever talked about was school. you needed to find jisung.

in the next few weeks, you got a lot closer to jisung and his friends much to your friends’ dismay. “they’re all trouble, y/n. why do you hang around them?” you roll your eyes at her. “they’re just high school boys, they literally laughed at a fart noise the other day. they aren’t any harm to anyone.” she scoffs at you. “i thought you’d be at least a little smarter than this, but apparently not. i can’t be friends with someone who hangs out with unscholarly people.” you’re taken aback at her statement. “whatever yeri, if you don’t wanna be friends anymore then i don’t care, have fun being a bore.” you hurried away before she could say anything back to you. you were glad she didn’t want to speak with you anymore, all she ever talked about was school. you needed to find jisung.

you knew to find him in the back of the gym around this time of day. it was oddly quiet in there today, probably due to them not wanting to get caught for the third time this week. “jisung.” a small reply was heard along with the laughter of his friends. you walk over to where they were sitting and sit next to jisung. you lean against his shoulder and he reads you instantly. “what’s wrong?” you sigh and shuffle to get more comfortable. “yeri and i are no longer friends. all she does is be rude about the fact that i’m hanging out with you guys and i got tired of it. so she said she didn’t want to be friends with me and then she called me dumb! the audacity of her.” all six boys bust into giggles. the look on your face is unamused, and the boys only laugh more at it. “listen, y/n, she was probably right about us. we are trouble. i bet you didn’t know jisung beat up some kid yesterday because he was talking about you.” you snap your head to jisung, who is sheepishly looking down. “he was saying gross things! i can’t let someone speak of you like that, y/n.” you sigh and force him to look up at you. “jisung, you don’t have to protect me.” he pouts cutely, “but i do! i have to.” you blush at the thought of him protecting you. “but why?” now it’s jisung’s turn to blush. “i like you…” it comes out as a mumble and you almost don’t catch it. the boys whoop and holler while the two of you sit in each other’s flustered presence. you scoot closer to jisung and whisper in his ear, “i like you too, you know.”

the next days are filled with teasing from the group and sweet gestures from jisung. holding hands in the hallway, kissing at your locker (which more often than not turns into making out in the janitor’s closet), and him buying your lunch.

“y/n!” an unfamiliar voice rings in the hall and all of you turn to see a guy running up to you. you recognize him from your science class, but you’ve never really spoken with him, so you’re just as confused as they are. “this is for you.” he turns to look at the rest of the group with a look of disapproval before turning back to you. “uh, thanks i guess. what’s your name again?” his face flashes disappointment before returning to a happy one. “ilhoon, from science class?” you nod in agreement before he winks at you and walks down the hall. “what the fuck was that?” jisung’s deep voice grumbles in his chest, the vibrations reaching you due to his figure hugging yours. “i honestly don’t know, sungie. lemme read this note.” you open up the letter and begin to read out loud. “this is for your eyes only, cutie. i know we haven’t spoken much, but i want to get to know you so how about we go on a date?” jisung scoffs at that. “the way this kid thinks he’s getting a date with you. i’ll take care of it baby.” you point him a look. “park jisung, i can handle my own thank you. i’ll just tell him that i’m dating you and he’ll back off.” jisung stays silent but rolls his eyes in response.

jisung keeps seeing that kid in the hallway, and everytime they make eye contact, he receives a scowl from him. the gall this kid has, to think that you’d go on a date with him. finally managing to corner him, jisung asks what he thinks he’s doing. “i’m trying to ask y/n out, park. now get out of my way.” scoffing, jisung yanks the boy’s arm. “now listen here, she’s taken. by me. so don’t even think about it ilhoon.” “i’m not scared of you, ya’know! you think you’re tough but you’re not.”

“i think you should shut up if you know what’s good for you.” haechan’s quick response makes his presence known, along with the rest of the dreamies. ilhoon rolls his eyes. “this is between me and jisung, brat.” haechan tsks at the boy, “well, you asked for it kid.” ilhoon looks confused before a harsh punch is delivered to his cheek. his head whips around from the force and he doesn’t have time to recover before jisung is swinging his other arm at him. a sickening ‘crack!’ is heard by the group as the boy wails in pain. “definitely a broken nose. good job sung.” jaemin pats him on the back as they walk away. jisung looks over his shoulder and yells out, “don’t talk to y/n again, got it?” he doesn’t bother to acknowledge a response from ilhoon.

lunch is busy as always, though the table that your little group sits at is in the back corner of the lunchroom. it provides a nice space away from everyone else where you can all enjoy each other’s presence. “jisung why the fuck did you break this kid’s nose?” your harsh voice cuts the air as soon as you are close to the table. his face goes pale while the rest of the boys burst into laughter. “i, he was trying to get with you! i’m your boyfriend and he was talking shit about you being with me!” you sigh in guilt and scoot yourself close to him. “sungie, you’re my boyfriend ok? i don’t want to date anyone else. i just don’t want you getting in trouble.” he blushes at your words of affirmation and nuzzles his head into your neck. the rest of lunch goes by smoothly, and before you leave the boys go out to smoke (even though you always nag at them to stop). “how many times have i asked you guys to stop killing your lungs?” laughs all come from their mouths as they walk past you. jisung gives you a slightly guilty look before joining his friends in their endeavors. you sigh and stand with them until they finish, which doesn’t take longer than 10 minutes. jisung walks you to your class before heading to his, a sweet gesture he always did.

word got around that he broke a kid’s nose, and he does get into trouble for it. three days suspension and four days of detention after that. you know he will be skipping detention just as much as the principal so you fail to understand why he was even given detention.

the first day he’s out was boring to you, but you went to his house right after school with the other boys and got to hang out. the second and third days were boring as hell, but the day jisung returned was very… interesting. Jisung hadn’t entered the classroom yet this morning, so you sat alone next to his desk in the back. ilhoon enters the classroom and searched for someone, and when they aren’t there he heads straight for you. “hey y/n.” you give him a blank-faced look. “uh yeah?” he smirks a little, though it’s hard for him presumably because of the broken nose. “now that park is ya’know, facing the consequences for being an asshole, do you wanna go on a date?” you almost cackle in his face, but you keep it to yourself. what in the world is he thinking? “listen ilhoon, since apparently, you didn’t get the memo that jisung punched onto your face, i’m gonna have to spell it out for you. i do not want to go on a date with you, and i never will. you really could’ve avoided getting your nose fucked up if you had just realized that not every girl in this school wants to fuck you.” he scoffs at you and grabs your arm, squeezing rather hard. “listen here, brat. you’re not so bad as you think you are just because you’re dating jisung. so i’m gonna ask you again. are you gonna cooperate with me or do i have to train you to be a good girl?” he’s suddenly jerked back, and hard. the collar of his shirt chokes him and jisung slams him to the ground. while he’s gasping for air, jisung leans down close enough to breathe on his face. “listen here, brat. my girlfriend is not a dog to train, and more importantly, she isn’t yours and won’t be. ever. so stop trying, and if you ever so much as breath in her direction wrong i will do so much more than break your stupid fucking nose, got it?” ilhoon nods so fast you think his brain is knocking around in his head before he gets up and sits in his seat. jisung scoffs at the action and sits down, taking your arm in his hold gently, checking for injury. “are you ok baby? he didn’t hurt you did he?” you shake your head before kissing his nose for reassurance. “no, i’m fine, thank you.” he pecks your lips before turning to face the board, just in time for the teacher to walk in.

maybe jisung was a bad influence, but that didn’t stop you from loving him. and in the end, jisung did get you to be his way before the end of the year.

[asthmark]

❝ walk you home ❞ l.dh

synopsis → “it’s just a suggestion but you could maybe put your lips on mine?”

request → “hi ive reading your works and honestly thank u for being a blog that doesn’t write smut. i feel like there are so few blogs like so. all your works make my heart feel fluffy and warm 😊 i was wondering if i could request a fluffy prompt kinda based off the nct dream song: walk you home with haechan? you have full creative freedom ❤️ thank u”

word count → 1.6k

you didn’t walk home often but when you did it always proved to be a peaceful and serene experience. 

you take pleasure in the sound of the pavement beneath your feet as your legs carry you home and your hands hold on tightly to the straps of your backpack. the calm breeze blows some of your hair around and the sun’s rays shine down on you delightfully. 

you decide it can’t get much better than this.

but, of course, you can’t have anything nice. 

you realize this when you feel a pair of hands grasp your shoulders firmly resulting in you effectively jumping out of your skin with a loud shriek.

the culprit, none other than lee donghyuck, laughs as he watches you place your hands on your knees, trying to steady your racing heart. 

“not funny, donghyuck!” you punch his arm to express your frustration. “you almost gave me a heart attack, for christ’s sake!”

he holds up his hands in defense. “okay, okay. i’m sorry. i was messing around, i thought it’d be funny.” 

“oh right because sneaking up on a girl walking home alone and making her think she’s going to be kidnapped is just hilarious.”

“i really didn’t mean to scare you,” he says, genuinely. “i came here for a reason, i swear.”

you raise your brows, expectantly.

“i was just thinking i could maybe walk you home?” 

you observe the way he tugs gently at the string of his hoodie, almost as if he were nervous. but why would he be nervous in front of you? you were just his best friend’s little sister. 

“you want to walk with me?” 

he nods in confirmation. 

you play with your shirt collar, not entirely sure what to say. “that’s fine, i guess.” 

with that, you continue on your route not even waiting for donghyuck who jogs to catch up to you. despite your houses being only a couple blocks away from each other, you and donghyuck had never walked anywhere together. at least, in your high school years. 

when you were all much younger, him and your older brother mark would almost always walk to the bus stop together. your mother had you tag along with them and your tiny figure would often be seen trailing behind them, trying your best to keep up. 

as you grew up, many things begun changing. most notably, the way you felt about donghyuck. before, all you had seen him as was mark’s obnoxious friend who pestered you relentlessly. but you had finally realized how cute and charming he truly was. you started to enjoy the way he teased you as long as it meant you had his attention. it wasn’t long before mark noticed your change in attitude and connected the dots. it was easy to say he was displeased. first of all, having you follow donghyuck all the time like a shadow proved to be very irritating. second of all, his best friend and his little sister together was something he didn’t want to even think about. 

when he commented about your strange behavior to donghyuck, the boy had only said he didn’t mind it. in fact, he seemed to enjoy your little antics.  

mark realized had no other choice but to take matters into his own hands. so, he sat you down one evening to have a chat with you and he certainly had no problem lying straight to your face.

“donghyuck hates you,” he had said. 

you had stopped stroking your dolls hair to stare at him with eyes as big as saucers. “w-what?” 

“yeah. he told me. he thinks you’re super annoying.” 

and just like that, your little heart had been broken. you remember crying for hours that day and begging your mom to drive you to school so you wouldn’t have to face donghyuck in the mornings. mark even suggested that you avoid him at school too so that he wouldn’t find you anymore unpleasant than he already did. you obeyed and soon enough your trio had broken up.

ever since then, you had stayed in your own lane away from lee donghyuck who, according to your older brother, could not stand you. 

“so... what’s up with you? i feel like it’s been so long since we caught up.” 

you sigh, kicking at a pebble on the sidewalk. “i’m pretty okay.” 

he waits, expecting you to add on. he clears his throat awkwardly when he realizes you’re not going to. you had been so talkative during your childhood, what happened? “oh, that’s good.” 

for the sake of clearing the tension, you force yourself to ask him how he’s doing. “what about you?” 

his face brightens up. “i’m doing good! well, grade-wise no. actually, maybe? i have straight c’s which is technically passing but not super good, you know? but other than, i‘m not bad. i finally tried out for a basketball team. remember how when we were younger i always wanted to play but they told me i was too short?” 

“i remember a lot of things from when we were younger,” you mumble, bitterly. 

he continues, dismissing your comment. “yeah well, i finally grew! i’m actually three inches taller than the average male. isn’t that crazy?” 

you’re not entirely sure how to respond so that you just nod and try to give him the most sincere smile you can muster. “good for you.” 

“hey, didn’t you want to take art classes when we were kids? but your parents made you do ballet instead?” 

you hesitate as the memory registers in your brain. “yeah. i did, actually.” 

donghyuck chuckles. “you were so mad. and then you ended up not even taking it. i’m pretty sure it was because you threw a huge tantrum outside your house.” 

you titter at the embarrassing memory. “i totally forgot about that. you must have a crazy good memory.” 

he shrugs. “kind of. but i think my favorite one has to be when you tried sneaking out of your bedroom window but you fell and ended up with a fractured ankle.” 

your eyes dart to him. “oh my god, how do you know that? did mark tell you? because i swear if he did i’m gonna—”

“it wasn’t him.” 

“then who was it?” 

he suddenly becomes shy. “i, um, heard  you telling your friends about it.” 

“you were eavesdropping?” 

he fiddles with his earring, nervously. “i guess. but i swear it wasn’t to be creepy—”

“sounds pretty creepy to me, donghyuck.” 

he sighs in defeat. “i just wanted to hear your voice.”  

you stumble over nothing. “i’m sorry, what?” 

“you’re never around me anymore,” he says, sounding hurt. “i know you’re avoiding me. and i don’t know why. but i still try to be close to you without upsetting you. i try to meet your eyes when you pass by in the hallway, i try to go by your house as much as i can so i can catch a glimpse of you. but it never works.”  

ever since mark had told you how donghyuck felt about you, you swore to yourself you would stop caring about him. although, at this moment, you can’t help but feel slightly guilty. you try to come to your senses.  

“i thought i was annoying,” you mumble. 

he squints his eyes. “what? who said that?” 

you stop dead in your tracks. “you’re kidding right? you did! you said i was annoying and that you hated me.” 

he stares off into the distance, trying to concentrate. “i really don’t remember saying that to you.” 

“you didn’t. you told mark. mark told me. i never forgot it.” 

“okay, i definitely didn’t say anything like that to mark. the only thing i remember telling him was—“ he stops, abruptly. 

you press further. “what did you tell him, donghyuck?” 

“that i had a crush on you.” 

it takes you a moment to process the words that come out of his mouth. “are you messing with me?” 

he scowls. “no! it took a lot of guts, i remember being so nervous to tell him. i thought he would tell you for me but i guess he said the complete opposite.”  

strangely enough, you believe him. you decide to confess too. “well... i had a crush on you too.” 

now it’s his turn to be stunned into silence. “seriously?” 

“yes! i thought it was so obvious.”  

“i would have never known.” he runs a hand through his hair. “just imagine what would have happened if mark had told either of us how the other felt. why do you think he lied about all that stuff, anyway?”  

“knowing him, he couldn’t stand the thought of his little sister and best friend liking each other so he tried to keep us apart by lying and hoping we’d just forget about each other or something. what an idiot.” 

“jokes on him if he thinks i would forget you. we might’ve been like 12 but i was ready to commit.”

you chuckle. “and how about now? still willing to?” 

he smiles, pearly whites on display. “always.”

##bonus: 

you stop at the front steps of your house, turning to donghyuck and grinning from ear to ear. “well, thanks for walking with me. i’m glad we finally got things sorted out.” 

he nods. “i’ve missed you.” 

you bite your lip. “i’ve missed you, too.”

he ruffles your hair. “you’re still super adorable, by the way.” 

“and you’re still super—“ you run your fingers over the smooth skin of his cheeks before squeezing them. “annoying.”  

he pouts. “that was mean.” 

you place your hands on his shoulders. “sorry, cutie. i couldn’t help it.” 

“make it up to me?” 

“and how would i do that?” 

“it’s just a suggestion but you could maybe put your lips on mine?”

you smile, more than happy to follow through with his instructions. as you lean in, you feel your inner little girl get the best of you. your heart speeds up and you hold your clammy hands together tightly behind his head.

“what is going on here?!” 

you both jump back from each other to face mark standing in the doorway of your house. he wastes no time dashing down the stairs, coming straight for the brunette beside you.

“lee donghyuck, i’m going to strangle you!”

at hearing the pure anger in mark’s voice, donghyuck’s face drops. he presses a quick kiss to your lips. you don’t even have time to feel any form of surprise because before you can even register what was happening, he’s making a run for it with mark right behind him.

[neo-princess]

Hi, bby! I thought it'd be fun if you did nct as high school students! Would you be interested in doing it?

Oooou this would be so fun! Thank you for the request!

⇢ TAEIL༊*·˚

Taeil would be pretty nerdy I think. He’d stick to himself and hang around one or two people. I think he’d be very smart, and a bit clumsy. He’d get good grades, and be involved in smart kid clubs.

⇢ JOHNNY༊*·˚

Johnny would be the skater. Probably the senior that eveyone thinks is cool. He’d be friends with the entire school. Never a teachers pet, but always the teacher favorite. Buys people snacks and stuff, just to flex the money he has tbh.

⇢ TAEYONG༊*·˚

Taeyong would be popular, but only cause girls really thought he was hot. But he’d be super smart, he’d tutor after school if anyone wanted help. And he’d always help with homework or something. Would take the girl that people bully to the prom, just to see her happy.

⇢ YUTA༊*·˚

Definitely skips school all the time. He might be here for some periods, might just walk out of class. He never does his homework...of course. Cheats a lot, detention king. Laughs at everything. But, he would be the schools star soccer player.

⇢ KUN༊*·˚

Definitely a teachers pet. Always doing his work, gets A+ all the time. That one who freaks out just cause they got a B. Tells people to be quiet, or stop talking. Never breaks a rule, gives me hall monitor vibes. Class president?

⇢ DOYOUNG༊*·˚

Always raised his hand, always knows the right answer. Does the most for class projects, and always wants to do all the work though he’ll complain about it later. Always wants to pass out the papers, and always asks about his grades.

⇢ TEN༊*·˚

Has all the hunnies. Girls literally do anything for him. Lines of people asking to go to prom with him. Flirts with the teachers to attempt to get better grades on tests.

⇢ JAEHYUN༊*·˚

Pretty much everyone’s crush, apparently everyone is his girlfriend. Locker full of Valentine’s Day cards. He doesn’t prompose to them, girls prompose to him. Doesn’t hang around too many people. Basket ball player! Pretty much the whole school are his cheerleaders.

⇢ WINWIN༊*·˚

Always wearing his headphones, never listening to anyone. Sleeps in class all of the time. Never talks to anyone. He really is just there to be honest. Doesn’t know how to react when someone has a crush on him. Doesn’t like female attention, it bothers him.

⇢ JUNGWOO༊*·˚

A class clown. Always making people laugh, gets sent to the office a few times. Never gets in trouble though, cause who could punish that cutie. Never eats the school lunch, he eats his own. Very extra with presentations.

⇢ LUCAS༊*·˚

Another heart throb. Goofy jock, basketball I assume. Or football. Never studies for the tests, or forgets there was even a test in the first place. Always the loudest person in the class room. Eveyone wants him on their team for games where height is an advantage.

⇢ MARK༊*·˚

He never knows what’s going on, he really just doesn’t want to be there. Always talks about how bad the school lunch is, yet he always eats it up. Gets hit with the dodge ball first everytime. Definitely awkward around his crush. Teachers love him, he’s kind of a model student. Perfect attendance.

⇢ XIAOJUN ༊*·˚

Always arguing about his grades with the teachers. Late to school 70% of the time. Disinterested. Always passes some how, when he barely does his homework. Goes to prom alone, or doesn’t go at all. Over it.

⇢ HENDERY༊*·˚

Always on his phone, he never puts it away. How many detentions will the man get until he-. The type to write “Ben Dover” on his test. Always getting sent out into the hall. Never wants to participate in gym, he’d rather walk. Takes the bathroom pass and is really just roaming the halls.

⇢ RENJUN༊*·˚

Applying to so many collages. Never smiled in picture day photos. Has a hustle of giving people answers to homework for $25 per page. Usually super quiet and does his work. Valedictorian.

⇢ JENO༊*·˚

Does sports all school year. Pretty good at his school work. At least a straight B student. Always the teacher’s favorite. That one who always gets good phone calls home. Volunteers a lot to help out around the school.

⇢ HAECHAN༊*·˚

Annoying as hell. Paper airplanes and spit balls. Detention prince. Everyone in the office knows him by name. Moans and makes fart noises in class. Never does his homework, very loud.

⇢ JAEMIN༊*·˚

Flirts with everyone in the school. Pretends that he doesn’t know what he’s doing to have someone help him get the answers. Skips class a lot. Always saying how he wants to go home. Never returns library books on time.

⇢ YANGYANG༊*·˚

Also very annoying. Never stops talking, and talks about. Laughs at everything. Does his homies it’s being collected. Signs his own detention letters. Goes around collecting chocolate milks at lunch. Always wants to be a captain during gym. Purposely loud to bother people.

⇢ SUNGCHAN༊*·˚

Child he really is just sitting here. People don’t even remember he goes to the school. He gives me main character vibes. Just that one tall guy, who’s just tall. Probably a band kid.

⇢ SHOTARO༊*·˚

Everyone loves him. Pretty much the school sweetheart. He’s very polite and always raises his hand. The one that brings the teachers Christmas presents. Actually uses study hall to study.

⇢ CHENLE༊*·˚

Never listening, headphones in all the time. You never see this man do homework, yet somehow he always passes. You can hear his laugh from a mile away. Running in the halls. Tries to stay in the locker rooms, so he dies have to do gym.

⇢ JISUNG༊*·˚

Teacher always has to ask him to speak up when reading. Always forgetting something in his locker. Only likes the strawberry milk at lunch. Has his mom pack his lunch. Never raises his hand, but he always knows the answer.

[lelengerine]

because of ur new gamer!hyuck post my brain has once again been infiltrated with him and i thought of a request if ur able to do it!

so do yk the whole perilla leaf debate that was going on in korea like a while ago? i was thinking maybe hyuck sees reader peel a perilla leaf for someone else (or reader sees hyuck do it) and then later when they’re streaming together, one of them asks chat who was in the wrong and to back them up/choose sides (jokingly ofc)

you had me thinking as soon as i read this TT i think it's so fun so i just had to write it asap! thank you for the req and i hope you enjoy reading :>

up for debate

pairing | gamer!hyuck x reader

genre | established relationship au, just a lot of fluff, mentions of food, nicknames are used for haechan (lovie) and reader (baby, cutie, lovie), gaming term mentioned (fps - first person shooting game), do lmk if i missed anything!

wc | 1.0k

m.list

haechan’s been more clingy ever since the two of you parted ways with his friends, leaving the korean bbq restaurant you just ate at with weighted steps. it wasn’t like he didn’t act in this manner on a daily basis, because he often did, and it’s become something you’ve grown to adore over time—yet on this occasion, the gut feeling of him being off was getting to you.

honestly, you don’t even know the cause for the doubt you have on your boyfriend’s behavior. though, every time you try to pull it out of him by nudging his shoulder, he only rejects your advances of questioning by clinging onto you closer than he originally was. that surely wasn’t normal.

“hyuck, did i do something today?” you state softly as you take a step in the passenger seat of haechan’s car. 

“the perilla leaves.” his reply is simple, and you note of the pout in his voice. was he referring to the side dish you were eating earlier in the restaurant? just how does that have anything to do with his mood? 

you were utterly clueless.

“the perilla leaves?” you repeat, making sure you heard him right the first time. he nods his head, taking a quick glance at you before starting the car. “lovie, i don’t understand how a side dish-”

“shhh, you’ll understand soon enough, cutie. i think it’s a good topic to bring up on stream later when we get home.” he gives you a grin that does nothing to ease your confusion, in fact, it leaves you even with even more questions, but you decide to sit it out for the meanwhile till you both get home. 

and just like that, the ride back home feels longer than it should be, mainly because you're anticipating the stream you and haechan had planned in advance. you shift in your seat from the eagerness and haechan can’t help but chuckle as he watches you from his peripheral view. 

he rounds a familiar street corner, and you immediately know you’re both 5 minutes away from your house at most. you pass by a couple of houses before yours comes into view. “i better be hearing a good explanation of today, hyuckie.”

“so eager, baby. we’re literally here.” he points out, the car coming to a stop as he parks in the driveway. once you hear the doors unlock, you step out of the vehicle, urging your boyfriend to do the same so the two of you can start the stream already—a request he gives into easily.

entering haechan’s stream room without a moment to spare, you take a seat on the gaming chair beside his, one that’s usually reserved for you. he takes his place in the comfort of his own seat, turning his monitor on.

the streaming software immediately pops up as soon as the screen loads, haechan clicking a couple of buttons before his face cam signals that it had begun recording with a small red light flashing from it.

“hello everyone! me and y/n promised a stream for you guys today, right?” he flashes a wide smile towards the camera, and you send a small wave the audience’s way.

user_01: i’ve been anticipating this all day!!

user_02: if it isn’t our favorite couple <3

“hyuck said he had something to discuss and wanted you guys to be included in it.” you bring up without missing a beat.

“i was getting to that, baby!” haechan whines now that you’ve cut through his momentum, and you bring your hands to cup his soft cheeks while laughing. “sorry, lovie. continue?”

user_03: you guys are so cute TT

user_04: every time i come here, i feel even more single than i am…

“what do you guys think about your lover helping one of your best friends take a perilla leaf to eat?” he starts, and your eyes go wide, quickly recalling your actions from earlier in the restaurant.

user_05: no way!! nope nope nope!!

user_06: wait, what’s the problem from helping? idgi… i’m with y/n on this one

“hyuck, is this really what you’ve been thinking about?” you turn to face your boyfriend. “you know it means nothing-” 

“you used your chopsticks to help jisung a while ago!” oops, there goes the name drop. the younger was now probably going to receive a few messages from your audience about this conversation when he goes live later on. “that’s like… indirectly kissing him!”

user_07: I AGREE!! 100% hyuck’s right

user_08: idt it should mean anything. peeling shrimp for someone else tho… now that’s something

you both glance at the messages, noting your audience was split fifty-fifty regarding this issue. “the poor boy was struggling!” you try to reason out.

“you didn’t have to help him though! that’s a grown man!” he huffs in return.

“… he’s jaemin’s baby though?” you smile st him sheepishly after saying that, hoping it was a big enough of a loophole for him to drop his claims against you.

“not the same, babe.” your boyfriend deadpans with a look of disbelief, finally giving up on the debate, making you giggle from his expression.

“okaay, i’m sorry. i won’t do it again.” you bring up a pinky, and haechan instinctively wraps his own around yours.

“you see this, right guys?” he raises your intertwined pinkies, making sure the viewers are witnesses to your promise.

user_09: caught in 4k!!! 

“good.” hyuck beams as he sees the comment, lowering your hand down with his. “i think we got a bit pumped from that, don’t you think? now’s the perfect time to play games and keep the adrenaline up!”

user_10: omg play fnaf together ><

user_11: kinda want to see y/n play a fps

“y/n playing fps? what do you say, baby?” haechan asks, courtesy of the viewer’s suggestion, and you hesitantly nod along, knowing full-well it isn’t your forte by any means.

“i still don’t get how you move on from things so quickly.” you mumble mindlessly, resting your head on his shoulder as he opens up the first fps game he sees on his monitor, that being valorant.

“that doesn’t apply to you though! you’re forever stuck with this non-perilla leaf sharer.” he muses happily. “now come on! i’ll teach you how to play, lovie.”

“okay.” you lift your head back up with a smile peeking through the corners of your lips, leaving the perilla leaf situation up for someone else to debate on.

[norisxfics]

NCT’s Dorm Maid: Chapter 6 - Haechan

Title: NCT 127’s Dorm Maid

Genre: smut

Chapter: 6

Characters: Haechan x oc/reader

Chapter Masterlist

Previous Chapter

I had gotten closer to Mina since she first started working here. She was really cool and fun to hang out with, not to mention really good at games. We played pretty often together. We liked to bug and pick on each other, it mostly me who was bugging her though. At some point our normal teasing and jokes turned into sexual ones, it mostly jokes but at times it got a bit more serious than a joke. 

She really enjoyed teasing me a lot and it honestly drove me crazy. She was always the more straightforward one saying the most while I was more shy and kept it more tame.

Today was the same as usual, she started teasing me, working me up and saying some lewd things. We were on our way back to the company building to talk about some new songs and record in the studio and she knew that, yet she still wanted to work me up. The last thing she sent me was an image of her holding a pink dildo against her chest, her cleavage out in the open with the text “What should I do with this toy?”. 

I cursed under my breath and checked around me to make sure no one saw. I decided to stop being tame and let myself go as I wrote my reply. 

Haechan: There’s a lot you can do with that toy, but that doesn’t matter. Let me tell you what I would do to you instead. After I strip you down I’m going to touch you and kiss everywhere, I’m going to mark you all over, and when I finish doing that I’m going to spread those thighs of yours wide open and eat out that sweet little pussy of yours like there’s no tomorrow, licking up every bit of your sweet sweet juices. I’m going to bend you over my lap and spank you till your ass is red then I’ll make sure to fuck you so good you can’t walk the next day. That toy? Let me tell you what you can with that toy, you’re gonna fuck yourself with it while I watch, hell I’ll fuck you along with that silly toy of yours and stretch out that pussy of yours. 

I never usually spoke like this with her, or anyone at the fact, it just came out, even I was surprised at myself. About a minute passed before she finally replied. 

Mina: Holy shit Haechan, this is the first time I’ve seen you speak like this, do you know how wet you just made me? Fuck I never knew that you could be this dirty, who are you and what’d you do to my sweet Haechan? 

Haechan: You asked for it, just sayin’ anyway gotta go record ttyl

Mina: Oh no you don’t

Mina: Haechan you can’t just say something like that to me and leave me all hot and bothered

Mina: So that’s how it’s gonna be? Fine, let me know when you finish recording

I smirked to myself, muting my phone and putting it in my pocket before heading into the studio. After recording my parts I sat on the sofa outside the recording room plugging in my headphones into my ears, listening to music as I watched the others record their own parts. As I was going through my playlist I received another text from Mina.

Mina: You done yet, cutie? 

Haechan: Yeah I just finished, I’m watching the others do their parts

Mina: good...guess what I’m doing right now

Haechan: Being a horny slut and playing with yourself

Mina: Damn you’re good at this…

Mina the Maid is calling…

I was flustered when she suddenly called, but I answered immediately

 “H-hello?”

“Are you alone?” 

“No, I’m sitting with the other members in the studio…”

“Hmm...can they hear me?”

I glanced up to see what everyone else was doing, some were on their phones some were practicing their lines.

“No, I have my headphones on,” 

“Good, cuz I want you to hear me moan for you, baby,” 

I felt my eyes pop out of my head. Was she really about to do this?

She was, she really was. 

She began to describe how she was touching herself, her voice soft and seductive. I couldn’t help but picture everything she said. 

I pictured her rubbing her clit with her fingers, sliding her fingers between her folds as they got covered with her wet juices. She let out the softest and sweetest moan I’ve ever heard as she began to finger herself, I could feel my face growing hotter. I glanced around the room, pulling a throw pillow into my lap. She soon moved her phone telling me to listen as she pleasured herself, the sound of her fingers slapping against her wet pussy flowing into my ears. I pictured my own fingers replacing hers, I pictured that it was me there pleasing her. 

I could feel my breath grow heavier as I tried to keep a straight face. She was now using her toy, I could hear it vibrate as she pounded the toy into herself, her moans growing louder and my name being slipped in between moans. My length was uncomfortably hard now, pressing against my jeans. 

“You okay?” 

My train of thoughts was interrupted by Mark and I quickly hung up the call. 

“Um...yeah I’m good,” 

“You sure? Your face is red and you’re breathing heavily, are you sick?”

I bit down on my lip “yeah, I’m done right? You guys don’t need me anymore?”

“I think so…”

“I’m going to go home first then if that’s okay,” 

“Sure-”

I rushed out of the studio and took a taxi straight home, once I arrived I took the elevator up to Mina’s floor, making my way straight to her door. Mina answered the door, she was wearing a silky black night robe. She gasped as I quickly grabbed her by her shoulders, pushing her inside and closing the door behind me. I picked her up by her thighs and pressed her against the wall, my lips crashing onto hers into a rough and heated kiss. 

She wrapped her legs around my waist and arms around my neck as she returned the kiss.

“How about we take this to my room, cutie?” she mumbled against my lips. I’ve been to her apartment before to drop some things off so I had already known where her room was. I made my way inside, closing the door behind me with my leg before setting her down on the bed. She slipped out of her robe before lying back on the bed, smirking at me as she gestured for me to come closer. 

I admired the view of her body, my heart racing at the sight of her. Usually I would be more shy and hesitant but I was too worked up and heated to even think about it. I climbed onto the bed, sitting over her waist. My hands roamed along her body, the feeling of her skin underneath my fingers exciting me. 

I then cupped her breasts and began massaging them, I leaned down and started kissing down her neck and collarbone. As my lips moved down along her skin she wrapped her legs around my waist, pulling me down against her as she started moving her hips against mine. I couldn’t help the groan that left my lips, my eyes going up to meet with hers. She then cupped my face, bringing me in for a kiss. This time the kiss was more gentle and sweet. Her lips were soft and tasted sweet, I don’t know why I didn’t notice this earlier. 

My hips pushed down into hers, moving along with hers, her soft moans were music to my ears. Encouraging me to continue. Her hands moved down my chest, grasping onto my shirt, I broke the kiss to help her get it off, she tossed it off to the side before looking up at me, her tongue swiping across her lips with a smirk. I gulped.

“N-noona...can you sit on my face please? I wanna taste you,” 

She then non-hesitantly pushed me off of her and onto the bed before climbing on top of me “you’re such a cutie, you know that?” she let out a soft giggle and I blushed “If you keep calling me a cutie I won’t let you off easily,” 

“Oh? Tough guy huh? We’ll see about that later, baby,” 

She fixed her position so that my head was now resting between her thighs. I stared up at the sight of her swallowing back my saliva. I wanted to taste her so bad. 

“You hungry, baby? Make sure to eat it all up and don’t leave any left overs, okay baby?” She chuckled softly, and I wrapped my arms around her thighs “ Don’t mind if I do,” I pulled her down and began exploring her sweet wet lips. Tongue moving between them and against her sensitive bud. I soon began to suck on it, letting out a soft groan as I tasted her. 

I felt her fingers running through my hair before she tightly grasped onto it, whimpering out my name. I spread her lips apart and slipped my tongue into her, moving my tongue along her walls as I tasted her. She soon lifted her hips, I was going to question it but she had changed her position, turning around and reaching for my jeans, undoing them. I lifted my hips as she pushed my jeans and boxers down, my cock springing up as it was finally free from the restraints of my jeans. 

I grabbed Mina’s hips, pulling her back down as I continued to eat her out. I felt her hand wrap around my shaft stroking it as she started teasing my tip with her tongue before I felt her lips wrap around it, tongue still flicking against the tip as she sucked it, a groan escaping my lips. 

I had never tried this position before, honestly there’s a lot I never tried yet and right now the way she was sucking me off, she was so damn good. I tried not to thrust into her mouth. She took my cock as deep as it would go, she gagged on it and I worried but as she continued I realized she was enjoying it. She moaned against my cock, making me moan in response against her. 

When she released my cock from between her lips I almost let out a whine. She climbed off of me and off the bed, pulling my jeans and boxers off of my legs then she stood there staring at me as I propped myself onto my elbows. She was smirking at me, looking down at me with lust filled eyes, her fingers were gently grazing over my knee, slowly moving up my thigh as she climbed back onto the bed over my lap. 

“Tell me cutie, do you want to feel what it’s like to be inside of me?” I gulped, her sweet yet seductive tone entrancing me. I couldn’t say anything, I could only nod. 

Her hips were now right over mine, she positioned my cock at her entrance tilting her head “hmm? Sorry I didn’t hear an answer, baby,” 

I cursed “fuck, yes, I want to feel you, noona” 

“Then beg,” 

I was surprised when she asked me to beg, her tone was authoritative and dominant and hell it was sexy. I never thought I’d be into a dominant woman but here I was. Completely turned on by it. 

“Please, Noona, let me feel you, I want to fuck you, make you moan, please,” 

She gave me a sweet smile.

“Good Boy,” 

She started lowering her hips onto my cock, slowly, very painfully slow, I couldn't help but whimper. Once I was buried deep inside her she began to slowly ride me, moving her hips in different motions. I rested my head back against the mattress, gripping onto her hips. She was teasing me too much at this point going painstakingly slow and I couldn’t take it anymore, so I thrusted my hips up into her and she let out the cutest sounding gasp. 

“Oh my, is my little cutie getting impatient,” 

“Call me cutie one more time,” 

“Or what? You’ll spank me? That’s cute~” 

I tightened my grip on her hips, flipping her over onto the bed so that I was now on top. I began thrusting my hips roughly into her “Oh, fuck, Donghyuck,” she moaned “Fuck, yes just like that, baby,” she held onto my shoulders but I grabbed them, pinning her wrists down above her head.

I pressed my lips against hers before trailing the kiss up to her ear.

“I told you to stop calling me cutie, you goddamn slut,” I growled into her ear. I then felt her walls tighten around my cock, as she cursed under her breath. 

I began to move my hips deeper and harder into her, my breath hot and heavy against her ear “Fuck you feel so good,” I moaned. I soon stopped my movements, pulling out of her “get on your stomach,” when she rolled on to her stomach I appreciated the sight of her soft round ass. I ran my hands down her back and over her ass, giving her a squeeze. I then positioned my tip at her entrance before thrusting into her. 

I leaned down and started kissing her shoulder, her hips squirming underneath me as I fucked her. Her moans and whimpers were just so beautifully lewd that she could have been mistaken for a porn star. 

I soon felt her getting tighter around me and she started squirming more beneath me “Fuck, Donghyuck I’m gonna come,” I nodded, too immersed in the moment to speak. I kissed her neck and continued moving my hips, pounding into her. I felt her start shaking beneath me, her hips jerking up into me as her juices flowed out. 

I continued to thrust into her though and she would move her hips with mine, once I felt myself getting closer, I let out a groan “Noona...can I come inside you?” 

“Yes, baby, come for me, fill me up,” 

Her words set me off. I gave a final thrust before releasing my juices into her. I rode out my climax, slowing down my movements before pulling out. She turned underneath me, examining my face as I tried to catch my breath. She then wrapped her arms around me, pulling me into her and I didn’t hesitate to snuggle up against her.

“You did so good, baby, are you tired?” 

She spoke softly, gently brushing her fingers through my hair. I nodded my head in response “haven’t felt that good in a while…”

“Well, whenever you wanna do it again you can always come to me, I can make you feel good anytime you need me to, baby”

After cuddling for a little while I put my clothes on and headed back up to my apartment. 

When I entered my room Johnny was there on his bed, he looked up at me as I walked in and walked over to my closet “Where have you been? I texted you and called you a few times and you didn’t answer,” I froze for a moment before looking over at him.

“Sorry, Hyung, I was um...taking a walk,”

“You’re taking a walk so you don’t answer your phone?”

“I had it muted because I wanted some time to myself, you know?” Johnny raised a brow, it felt like he was staring at me as if he could see right through me. Images of what had happened earlier then popped in through my head and I blushed. I quickly grabbed my towel from the closet “whatever it’s not a big deal, I’m going to go shower.”

[markszone]

Water Gun Wars (feat. Haechan and Johnny)

Summary: You find the boys in a water gun battle in the middle of a school carnival... 

Pairing: boyfriend!Mark x female reader

Genre: fluff, fluff, fluff, crack

Warnings: none

Word Count: 1.5K

(A/n: this is my first EVER Mark one shot ahahaha !! I was bored on a hot quarantine day... hope you enjoy!!❤️)

It was the day of the annual summer carnival in school and you were late, as always. Since you were a part of the organizing team along with Mark, the leader had mentioned showing up a bit earlier than planned, but you overslept since it was a Saturday. You quickly threw on something comfortable and appropriate for the heat and left immediately. 

It wasn’t long before you reached the school grounds. You rushed to the back of the school field where there were already plenty of people who had arrived. There were booths set up all across the field and bouncy house castles. You walked around looking for the event organizing team leader, it wasn’t long before you found him holding his clipboard giving orders to another member. He eyed you and you walked up to him.

“I’m here,” you said.

“And you’re late,” he responded.

You shrugged once again it was Saturday, meaning it was a miracle you even got off your bed.

“Find Lee and make sure he’s doing something productive,” he ordered.

“Find Lee, got it.” you nodded. 

You walked around looking for your boyfriend, which was hard to do since there were so many people. 

It wasn’t long before you found him drenched in water near the cotton candy booth sporting a black short sleeved polo shirt, a pair of denim shorts and white sneakers. He had a water gun in one hand and cotton candy in the other. He looked heavenly and you stopped breathing for a moment until you realized you were staring too long, you shook your head and got back to reality and walked up to him.

“Mark,” you called.

He looked around and found you and his smile widened. He started walking towards you and you both met halfway. He offered some cotton candy by motioning it towards you and you gladly accepted. “Hey, cutie,” he said, still smiling and kissing your cheek. 

“Hi,” you replied. ““Why are you all wet?”

“Haechan and Johnny shot me and soaked my shirt,” he answered. “I need to find them and retaliate.” Waving the water gun around.

“I can see that you’ve been doing a great job locating them,” you said dryly.

“A soldier must eat in order to go to war,” he pointed out. 

“Well, looks like you’re fighting a losing battle,” you said.

He raised his green water gun and stepped forward. “You dare challenge the mighty Mark?”

“No, I’m sorry just lower the gun.” You rushed.

“You don’t give me orders, pretty face,” he said.

You opened your mouth to remind who really was in charge, but he splashed water in your mouth. You spat out the water, when he shot both your shoulders. You watched the water seep into your blue shirt revealing the outlines of your bra.

“Mark I can see my bra!” You cried.

“You say that like it’s a bad thing,” he replied, smirking. He immediately felt bad and apologized while trying to block you from other people’s vision while still playfully smirking.

“Come on I’ll buy you a shirt,” he said

“It’s pretty sunny I can wait for it to dry,” you said, not wanting him to spend money on you. 

“Well, I feel uncomfortable with it,” he said, grabbing your hand holding you a bit behind him, so he could block you from the eyes of males.

“You’re being a tad protective, don’t you think?” You raised a brow.

“You’re being a tad too comfortable considering we are surrounded by teenage boys,” he replied.

“Point taken,” you said.

You stared at his hand clasped in yours and couldn’t ignore the thrill that ran through you at the sight. Everything felt magnified each time you touched, like every fiber lit up by his touch. Your thoughts got interrupted when he dug his hand through his other pocket and pulled out a walkie talkie.

“Don’t say anything,” he warned.

“Why?”

“Because I’m in the midst of a water gun fight with Haechan and Johnny who are both on the same team, so I radioed into their channel and am listening to their conversations,” he explained excitedly.

“But isn’t that cheating?”

“There is no such thing as cheating, just strategic planning using unethical methods,” he said solemnly.

“Wow that actually sounded smart,” you said impressed.

He pressed a finger to your lip and pressed a button on his walkie talkie.

“Chicago Prince, this is FullSun,” Haechan said. “I repeat this is FullSun.”

“FullSun, this is Chicago Prince,” Johnny replied. “Come in.”

You bit your lip to control the giggle that nearly passed your lips at their childish roleplay.

“Did you spot the target?” Johnny asked.

“I just received a tip that the target was last spotted near the popcorn stand,” Haechan answered. 

“Meet up at the popcorn stand, you’re buying me popcorn,” Johnny stated.

“Roger that. FullSun logging off.”

“Chicago Prince logging off.”

Mark clicked the button and put it back in his pocket.

“Okay. We have to avoid the popcorn stand,” he said.

“Mark quit listening, you're ruining the fun,” you said.

“Fine, I won’t listen to it,” he obeyed. 

You stopped by a booth selling your school’s merchandise, and bought you a shirt. You thanked him and immediately went to the girls restroom to change. You found him waiting outside and ran up to him.

“Come on, I’ll win you something.” You grabbed his hand.

“Shouldn’t I be the one to win you something?”

“Maybe, after,” you suggested.

“Oh, there’s a basketball booth,” you said.

Many of the players seemed to be getting a high score. So you were gonna try. Mark handed a bill to the guy and you quickly grabbed the basketball.

“Baller for life,” you said cooly, before throwing the ball and watching it fall a few feet short of the hoop.

“There was something wrong with the ball.” You frowned.

Mark held his fist to his mouth trying not to laugh too loud and you shoved him.

You finally got the last ball in just when the ringer rang signalling the end of your turn.

“What did I win?” you asked eagerly.

The operator dug his hand in a jar and pulled out a hair band. “Here.” 

“I won a headband?” you asked slowly.

“Yes,” he said flatly.

You handed the headband to Mark. He held it staring at it curiously.

“What do I do with this?” he asked, confused.

“I won it for you, wear it please,” you urged.

He stared at it hesitantly, before placing it over his head and sweeping his black hair back. You hadn’t realized he could get more beautiful, but with his hair swept away neatly he did, exposing his handsome face while revealing his forehead and high cheekbones. Mark Lee truly is a sight to see.

“C’mon, babe, I’ll win you a real thing,” he said cooly while grabbing your hand and kissing your cheek. “Thank you though,” he smiled at you.

“Freeze!” 

You both turned around to see Haechan and Johnny with their guns aimed at Mark.

“He took a hostage,” Haechan dramatically yelled. 

“This just turned into a search and rescue,” Johnny dramatically yelled, as well.

You were going to move away before  you got caught in their gun fight. When Mark forcefully grabbed your waist and placed you in front of him, his left hand softly gripped your left arm and the right hand held his water gun to your head.

“I’ll shoot her,” he warned.

Chivalry really was dead.

“Are you serious? I’m not getting soaked again,” you whine.

“Let us leave and there won’t be any casualties.” Mark offered.

“We’ll risk it,” Haechan said carelessly.

“But she’ll die,” Johnny said looking conflicted.

“If you don’t have the stomach for it, I’ll handle it,” Haechan said seriously.

Were these boys serious about life? It was a water gun fight. Not a war zone.

“Truce,” I called.

“Hostages can’t call truce.” Haechan chuckled.

“Mark call truce,” you said.

“Never,” he said, shaking his head. “I’d rather die.”

You turned to face him and touched his cheek softly.

“Please call truce for my sake. My fragile heart can’t handle any more surprises,” you whispered to your lover. 

“I’ve never called truce before, babe. I’ll sound like a loser,” he said lowly, defeated.

“No baby, you’ll sound brave,” you convinced him.

The cute boy stared at you for a long moment.

“Truce,” he called lowering the gun.

“We won,” Johnny said excitedly, walking to Haechan and doing a handshake.

“By default,” Mark added. “And only because I had to protect my woman.” 

“I thought we’d have to shoot you for a moment. Glad it never came to that,” Haechan said relieved, putting his hand to his chest.

“Yeah, I could never do that to you,” Johnny added, wiping a fake tear.

“Yes, I’m glad,” you said smiling up to Mark, wrapping an arm around him and kissing his cheek. 

Even though you knew he didn’t like losing, you were grateful Mark had put his pride aside for you. He’d do anything for you, actually.

“Ugh babe, not in public!” he exclaimed, cheeks flushing and a smile forming. “Come on, I’ll take you home.” 

[kopikokun]

Request 03 : Jaehyun + Bestfriends to Lovers + “Fuck it, a new year is about to start, and I can’t go another year hiding this from you - I love you.” (72)

New Year’s Eve was something you always looked forward to. The annual occasion had your gut whirring and you biting your lip swollen in excitement.

Your group of friends classified you as the positive type. The type who looked past the gloomy clouds to see a rainbow. The type who tilted your head skywards when it poured, fluttering your eyes shut and letting the minuscule droplets pelt down onto your face.

You thought negativity was overrated. Sure, you could feel sorry for or punish yourself for forgetting your umbrella that one rainy day, but wouldn’t it be better for both you and the people around you if you just took everything with a smile?

Thus, you didn’t take New Year’s as the end of something good, but rather the beginning of something bigger, better even. You were often teased for this mindset. People said you sounded like their aunt on Facebook with ‘Live, Laugh, Love’ posters against her teal walls. Jaehyun especially just loved to rave about how old you sounded. That he felt like he was hanging out with a yoga instructor when he was around you.

You scoffed. It was almost comical how he said all that, yet here he was in your bedroom – like every New Year’s Eve – flopped on the bed beside you.

“Hey, what are you thinking about?” pestered Jaehyun.

“Nothing.”

“Don’t lie. You’re doing that funny face you do whenever you’re deep in thought.” Jaehyun tapped your nose.

You swatted his hand away. “I do not make a funny face whenever I’m deep in thought.”

“Yes, you do!” Jaehyun wrapped his arms around your waist and tugged you closer. “Like this.” He furrowed his brows and pursed his lips.

“I do not!” You thrashed against him and he caged you in with his legs. “Jae! Let go of me!”

“No,” Jaehyun tucked his face in the crook of your shoulder. “I’m sleepy, and you’re cosy.”

You flushed. How could he still make you flustered after so many years? At least your heart didn’t pump out of your chest like it used to, but you still felt the faint pounding in your ribcage whenever he was around. You always tried to smother your feelings towards Jaehyun; you didn’t want to demolish a perfectly good friendship. But it never truly disappeared. It always lingered at the back of your heart, resurfacing whenever he smiled at you or laughed.

“Jaehyun! We can’t stay in like last year!” you complained. “I want to see the fireworks!”

Jaehyun whined, snuggling closer. “But doesn’t cuddling with me sound so nice right now? I just took a shower, I smell nice, and it’s cold out but warm in here. What else could you possibly want?”

“To see the fireworks.”

Jaehyun pulled away from your shoulder to scrunch his nose at you. With his left hand, he nestled your chin between the dip of his thumb and first finger and squished your cheeks together, your lips puckering. “God, you’re so persistent.”

“I told you over the phone how much I wanted to see them,” you pointed out. Jaehyun released his hold of your waist and rolled away onto his back, hands clasped on top of his stomach. “If you wanted to stay inside and cuddle, you could’ve spent New Year’s with your booty call.” You gnawed on your bottom lip, staring up as your fan spun. You couldn’t help but be jealous of Jaehyun’s ‘endeavours’. You had no right to – he was only your friend – yet you naïvely clung to the idea of him having feelings for you. You brushed the thought away.

“What? And miss hanging out with you?” Jaehyun scoffed, shifting to prop himself up with his right elbow. “I wouldn’t miss hanging out with you for some girl I met in a bar. And you know it was only a fling.”

You restrained the urge to turn and face him, instead opting to stand to your feet. The cold wooden tiles felt unfamiliar beneath your soles. “I know, Jae. You don’t have to justify yourself. You can sleep with whoever you like . . . I don’t care.” Lies. You were spouting nonsense, but Jaehyun needn’t know that.

“You don’t?”

Why is he pushing this? “Well, it’s only fair since you don’t bother with who I sleep with. Because, you know, personal space; boundaries.” You offered a half-hearted smile. Jaehyun returned it with much less enthusiasm. “So come on! Go get dressed. I’d rather spend New Year’s eating good food and staring at amazing fireworks than talk about our bland sex lives.”

“Hey! Who said mine is bland?”

“Oh my God, shut up, Jaehyun!” You ran your hands down your face. “And by the time I’m done, you better be off your ass and ready.”

As you trudged into the bathroom, you heard Jaehyun call after you. “You’re starting to sound like an old lady again!”

You couldn’t believe you had feelings for that dumb-ass.

***

“See, this is exactly the reason why staying indoors for New Year’s and cuddling is the superior option. At least then we wouldn’t havie to bear the stench of vomit and sweat.”

“It isn’t that bad, Jae. You’re just being overdramatic.” You dragged an unwilling Jaehyun, making your way through the dense crowd. “And I’m not eating cup ramen like last year, so having street food is an improvement in my books.”

“Then we could’ve just ordered something!” protested Jaehyun. “We could’ve had warm food . . . and warm cuddles.”

“And the fireworks?”

“We could’ve seen a livestream! I heard Haechan’s going with Jaemin and Jeno, we could’ve asked them to broadcast it for us.”

“But it’ll look so much better in person, Jae.” Your footsteps slowed to a halt in front of the rows of vendors and haphazardly arranged tables. “And we’re already here anyway, to go back now would be a waste.”

Jaehyun grumbled beside you, crossing his arms and pouting. You shook your head and manoeuvred the two of you to a tteokbokki stall, mustering the sweetest smile possible and ordering your fill. From the corner of your eye, you caught Jaehyun’s tongue darting out to lick his bottom lip.

“See, Jae. Doesn’t this look so much better than last year’s overcooked ramen?”

“Excuse me, you’re the only one to blame for that. You were handling the stove, not me. I make excellent ramen, okay?”

You nudged him with your elbow, childishly making a ‘Meh, meh, meh’ sound. The vendor gave you an odd look as she passed you your tteokbokki and you smiled sheepishly. Jaehyun snorted.

“Serves you right,” said Jaehyun as you strode towards the riverbank which was teeming with both the elderly and teenagers.

“Shut up and walk faster. I didn’t come all this way to listen to you nag and not see those damn fireworks.”

“Okay, auntie.”

You raised your fist and made what you hoped was a menacing face. Evidently, it wasn’t – Jaehyun was laughing. In spite of your best efforts, your heartbeat began accelerating as you stared at the man before you. A warm glow overtook your cheeks.

The rough bump of someone’s shoulder against yours made you stumble. You realised with a start that the crowd had begun their mad dash to the open area – the one with the best view. You blindly reached for Jaehyun’s hand, tugging him with urgency. You were behind schedule; you thought you had had enough time to make it without being caught in the crowd, but you and Jaehyun’s bickering had been a factor you failed to consider – which was dumb of you because you two always squabbled.

You picked up your pace, mumbling low “sorry”s along the way.

“Hey, slow down! I’m going to spill my tteokbokki,” warned Jaehyun.

You gripped his hand tighter and shot a pleading look. “Please, Jae. I really want to get a good view of those fireworks.”

Jaehyun smiled softly, his eyes crinkling around the edges. “Okay, you cutie.”

With every pound of your feet against the pavement, the sound of people buzzing with unadulterated excitement grew clearer and clearer. You tugged your bottom lip between your teeth. You were going to make it. You had to.

And you did.

The area was brimming with life. Festive lights were strung across lampposts, people were wearing light-up hats. Everywhere you turned all you could see were hundreds of faces alight with joy, anticipation.

And the sky, my God the sky. Unlike previously, it was clear, with no buildings obstructing your sight. The wide expanse of pitch black darkness was littered with stars and, maybe it was just your giddiness, but you swore the moon shone brighter than it usually did.

“Wow, it’s so pretty,” you breathed.

“It really is.”

You turned to look at Jaehyun who was staring right back at you. You flushed. “Why are you looking at me like that?” you asked.

“I’m just thinking.”

All around you, people began counting down the seconds to New Year’s. With each number, you felt your gut stir.

“Ten.”

“What are you thinking about?”

“Nine.”

“I – It’s nothing.”

“Eight.”

“You’re lying, Jae.”

“Seven.”

“Maybe I am.”

“Six.”

“Ah, just tell me.”

“Five.”

“I told you, it’s nothing.”

“Four.”

You huffed. “Fine.”

You began counting with the crowd, but you could still see Jaehyun staring intensely at you from the corner of your eye. You clenched your jaw anxiously.

“Three.”

Jaehyun inhaled shakily, and he ran a hand through his hair. What is up with him?

“Two.”

“Fuck it.” Jaehyun reached over, taking your hand which wasn’t holding onto the tteokbokki cup in his. Your eyes met and you creased your brows. “A new year is about to start, and I can’t go another year hiding this from you.”

“One.”

“I love you.”

The fireworks went off immediately, bursting with colour, blooming into bright, luminescent flowers against the ink black sky. The crowd’s cheers were deafening, yet the sound of your heart ringing in your ears was somehow louder.

Jaehyun held your gaze. “God, I’ve loved you for so long. Every time I look at you, it’s like I’m glowing. I love being around you. I love you. I love your eyes, your smile, your laugh, your stupid thinking face – everything about you makes me melt. I’ve wanted to tell you for years, yet I’ve never had the courage to. I’ve wanted you to be mine for the longest time, and – and I know this is a shitty confession—”

You swallowed the lump in your throat and grinned. “Shut up, you dumb-ass.”

“I love you too, Jae.”

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[your-world-with-nct]

— 2020 has been a wild year for all of us and let me start this off by saying well done to us all for simply making it through this crazy ride - if surviving this year was your biggest achievement, that’s completely okay, and i am so proud of you for being here today !! despite the many, let’s say, mishaps, that have occurred this year, both nct and nctzens have been key in my 2020 and i couldn’t be more grateful for them, so i decided to make a little appreciation post of my own before the year ends 🥰

— to my followers ;

my petals !! i can’t believe i started off this year with around 300 followers and i’m now nearing 600 🙈 this account has grown so much this year and it’s all thanks to you. if you’ve ever come across my blog, liked or reblogged a piece of mine, sent me an ask, or pressed that follow button, i want you to know that i am so grateful for you and thank you for enjoying my works 🥺 hopefully 2021 will carry the same positive energy here on your-world-with-nct as it has this year and i’m hoping that you’ll be seeing a lot more fics in the near future 👀 once again, i love you petals <3

— to my dearest mutuals ;

@emistoomultifandom

em bubs !!! i know i could easily do this on any other app or even irl but i just wanted to thank you for making my year 🥺 my lockdown wouldn’t have been the same without us constantly texting and fangirling and our ty track/bfc reunion on my birthday was elite. and obviously this new school year has been an adventure and a half so far, with all the lunch time shenanigans, revision sessions, and exam stress, but i can’t wait for the rest of it 🙈 i am so grateful that i had you by my side during 2020 and i am eternally thankful that i’ll be able to go into the new year with you by my side once again 🧡💚💜

@misfitneo

bella - my first mutual, my tumblr mum - it feels like just yesterday that you wrote a beomgyu blurb for me after seeing my pink theme; now you’ve finished college and i’m applying to colleges 🙈i know we haven’t been able to talk as much recently but that doesn’t mean i appreciate your presence any less - i’m so proud of you for getting into med school and pursuing your dream 🥺🥺 i hope that this year treated you well, and that 2021 treats you even better 💞

@nsheeteeish

loml, almost birthday-twin, fellow leo and xiaojaem stan, fave writer - what do these things have in common? they all apply to v, or, yeet anon, if you remember the days where i ranted to you about my crush and you were a baby stay 😪 not only have you delivered such amazing content on ur writing and gif blogs, but you have provided so much comfort and joy to me whenever we message with dilay 🤧 i look forward to checking your blog every day for new posts and my twt and insta notifs in case you’ve sent me something or you’ve seen what i sent you 🙈 the fact that you think of me when you see certain things just warms my heart and you’re just such a caring person in general, thank you for being a part of my 2020 v, all the best wishes for your 2021 🖤

@cloudyangers

dilay !!! my resident yangqi and the person i think of straight away whenever i see yangyang 😚 i remember when you first requested that e2l chenle blurb back in 2019 and now the only chenle stan between us is v 😁 finding you on this app again after i forgot what ur skz blog’s url was, was just amazing and i don’t know what my tumblr experience would be like without me being able to reconnect with you 🥺 thank you for being able to make me laugh effortlessly with our lack of geography knowledge and our random antics, i will always look forward to seeing the username @cloudy_____ on my dash and screaming over renhyuckyang (+ sungchan 👀) with you for years to come 🤍

@nctsoftarchives

andi bb, my fellow dad!johnny stan 🥺 seeing you post a jaemin birthday blurb for me after your return to tumblr was so sweet and i can’t believe your first post after coming back was dedicated to me 🤧 i remember the day i first messaged you and you were gushing over how you were a big fan of mine and i said the same about you - we were just going back and forth about how much we love each other’s work 😌 you are such a talented writer and you are so full of love - wishing all the best for you in the coming new year babie 🥰

@jensungf

coming across leyna’s blog after reading that jsmr fic was the best decision, because not only have i befriended a brilliant writer, but also a jensung enthusiast who is just the kindest 🥺🥺 i think now would be a good time to tell you that despite jeno’s bias wrecking antics back in august, i actually bias jisung now 😃 i know we haven’t talked in a while, because of our busy schedules, but i hope you’re resting well and i hope that 2021 won’t be as hectic for you 💟

@doyoungcore

joyce, i know we only started talking recently but the serotonin boost both you and your works have given me this year is just incredible and i am so thankful for your warm personality on your blog and for your amazing fics 🤧 i started off as a silent reader who gushed about your writing in the tags but now i’m friends with such a talented writer and we just casually ramble about doie and jaems biases and writing struggles,,, wow 🤯 (btw took some of ur tips on editing headers 🙈) i hope that next year we can expand our friendship and that i can continue to give you the feedback you deserve 🥺💕

— favourite reads of the year ;

i have reblogged all of these to my main @/lovelycharm05 before, but i just wanted these masterpieces on here with everyone since these fics are so memorable and enjoyable to me <3 (beware there is lots of me gushing over how f&%#ing good all these writing techniques and plot devices are - can you tell i’m an eng lit nerd)

@nsheetee - moonlight café

obviously v released so many iconic pieces this year but this series was just *chef’s kiss* coffee shop au’s are the cutest to me because you can do so many different things with them, and you truly showcased that through each members’ part. although i am nahyuck biased (out of all the 00 liners), i have a soft spot for jeno’s part 🥺🤧 but that doesn’t mean i’m not obsessed with jealous jaems and cocky hyuck 🙈

@notnctu - to all the j’s i loved before

the very first work i ever read of yours, joyce 🥺🥺 i remember seeing an nct network reblog this and after reading through the summary of the series, i was enticed by the plot and i read most of your masterlist whilst waiting for the next parts 🤧 the main character’s relationship with each ‘j’ was unique to them and their interactions were just so sweet to read (except jaemin’s >:( why did my ult’s part have to be the angsty one 😤 jk jk i loved it anyways) special mention to ‘cupid’s arrow’, because that fic was an emotional rollercoaster and i loved that almost as much as i love bestfriend!jungwoo in the last part 😌

@misfitneo - lee haechan’s pride

it would be a sin if i didn’t include this in my top reads this year, pun intended 😌, especially since i have a weakness for mafia aus. i haven’t had the time to read mark or renjun’s parts yet, but from what i read in this fic, i’m sure theirs are just as good, if not better. the storybuilding and the development of the plot are so detailed and intricate and that is what i love in a fic. i already reviewed this on my main with a lengthy description of my favourite parts so i’m gonna keep this short and sweet - if you love haechan, mafia au’s, and enemies to lovers, you need to read this !!

@jensungf - passing clouds + only forever

these fics hit different now that i bias jisung 😭 ‘passing clouds’ was pure angst and as much as it hurt, it was written so beautifully and i loved it so much. ‘only forever’ healed the jisung shaped hole in my heart and made me fall in love with him all over again. the first love vibes he gives off is unbelievable and that innocence was presented perfectly in this 🤧 side note: never let jisung bake for you even if it’s as a peace offering 😖

@hyucksie - in the long run + second first kiss

although ‘sweet talk’ and ‘silent treatment’ are also contenders for some of my favourite fics of the year, these two have taken the cake 😌 the concept itself of time travel and mark and y/n seeing their future child was so creative and the mixed emotions that the characters experienced seeing their future were executed so well and the ending when their actual future selves remembered the day they time travelled 🥺🥺 not to mention the sequel doesn’t feel forced at all, the story flows well, and jealous mark is a cutie 🥰

@luvdsc - not clickbait

i’ve been following cat after i first read ‘i turned my best friend into an e-boy!! (and kissed him)’ and ever since then every piece of hers that i’ve read is simply breathtaking and so engaging. her style of writing is so unique and whenever i read anything of hers i feel so immersed in the fic. the dreamies as youtubers and tiktokers was such a cute concept to me and the little comment section at the end of each fic is probably my favourite part 😳 the way each member’s fic connects to the plot of another is perfect and their cameos in one another’s fic >>> (jisung telling y/n about the tiktok challenge in mark’s fic + cameraman jisung in chenle’s) i could keep talking abt this series for a lot longer but i’ll end it here, also i can’t wait for norensung’s parts 💞💞

@pwarkhans - the neo academy

i’ve probably mentioned my love for ‘the umbrella academy’ before but THIS !!! this series just made me love it even more 🙈 despite yangyang’s part being the only one that’s out, that and the prologue are interesting enough and seeing the 00 liners in this alternate universe is honestly amazing jxjwjxkw jaemin as three and hyuck as two is everything. the brothers’ relationship, especially in yangyang’s part, is so complicated yet so cute and i can’t wait for the rest of the members’ parts 💘

@yongtxt - vintage

when i first stumbled across this series, i was immediately intrigued by the plot, and not just because it was about rapper!mark and singer!y/n🧑‍🦯🧑‍🦯 the side characters (dreamies + doie and jisoo) were so funny and well-written and the plot >>>> i was so invested in the twists and turns of the story, the relief i felt when the conflict was finally resolved and we got our fav musician couple !!

@byunbaekby - apartment b23

i only found this series recently but wow am i invested in the plot already 😭😭 the conflict in the story is realistic and feels like something you could actually relate to. norenmin’s friendship/bond is so strong and evident through the story and the side characters are my babies (heejin, shuhua, lia - ily 🤧) i can’t wait for the rest of this series since i am a sucker for the perfect balance of angst, fluff, and crack in this 🥰

— favourite works of the year ;

unfortunately i haven’t had enough time to release any fics this year, and i’m hoping that that won’t be the case next year, but here are my top 5 favourite blurbs that i enjoyed writing and reading <3

1:48pm -> dad!johnny

one of the most popular blurbs on my blog to this day 🥺 honestly i get why, who doesn’t love dad!johnny? hyejoo is literally so adorable here and the family dynamics make me soft all over again whenever i reread this piece. also everyone’s reactions and replies to this are so heartwarming because everyone’s just whipped for the suh family 🙈

1:05pm -> soulmate!taeyong

i love soulmate au’s but something always irked me with the permanence of your soulmate like ,,, what if you end up falling out of love with them? then what? that inspired me to write my own take on soulmates, where they aren’t found, but made. taeyong’s character here is just so full of love and you know how much i love lovable boys 🤧 (ever wondered why i ult na jaemin...?)

12:13pm -> boyfriend!mark

7dream!!!! i don’t usually write domestic fluff even though it’s one of the genres i indulge in the most 😔 but when i do, i go all out because everyone needs to know how soft i am for my boys >:( mark’s love for the dreamies is so unique and i love their friendship so much, i had to write about it when i first heard about the 7dream announcement which i definitely did not cry at

11:40pm -> boyfriend!jeno

this was one of the first requests i ever got and i was just so touched than someone personally requested something from me AND it was jeno 🥺🥺 everytime i read the tags under this, everyone is just gushing over jeno and like,,, same 🙈 this type of fluff >>>

waking up with wayv -> wayv reaction

when em first requested this, i didn’t exactly know how to write something for each member without being too repetitive, but in the end, i loved the mini plots i wrote for them and it’s just one of my underappreciated faves 🥰

— favourite releases of the year ;

just a few of my favourite albums that got me through online school and revision sessions for offline school 🥲 ft. lots of nct + october albums bc that month was PACKED

nct 2020 - resonance pt1 + pt2

nct 127 - neozone: the final round

nct dream - ridin’

wayv - awaken the world

superm - super one

enhypen - border: day one

twice - eyes wide open

txt - minisode1: blue hour

seventeen - semicolon

stray kids - go live + in life

itzy - not shy

conan gray - kid krow

if you’ve managed to read all the way to the end, congrats for putting up with my lengthy and very sappy sentiment and sorry that you had to go through all of that 😭😭 thank you for being a part of my 2020, i hope that the new year allows us all to have a fresh start and brings us the opportunities we didn���t have this year. happiest new year to you all 🥳 (even tho it’s not 2021 yet when i’m posting this :))