#jaehyun is a dance machine

[dojae-huh]

Ah, Peaches is so happy, he can't even hold his collected image for several seconds in a row.

[rikisniffles]

chapter sixteen [西村力] my first love was a boy ✧ NISHIMURA RIKI (NI-KI) X M!READER

SYNOPSIS — l/n y/n is a member of boynextdoor under hybe/koz. being an idol has always been y/n's dream, and ever since it became true he has been more than happy. despite being an idol, he doesn't know many other idols outside his group. when he runs into his seniors, a seemingly never-ending spiral of embarrassing moments occurs.

disclaimer !! : every idol in my stories is a character and does not always reflect the actual person (i do my best but for entertainment purposes, it may be off)

— fic masterlist / info

chapter sixteen - certified hater

warning: suggestive jokes , written part (889 words) , kys jokes

You reach forward, attempting to stretch out by grabbing your toes while sitting on the floor. The practice room floor was hard, bouncy, but uncomfortable.

Jaehyun watches himself in the mirror, making faces to himself. Riwoo watches himself but repeats a dance instead, practicing to make it perfect. Taesan taps away on his phone while pacing, and Leehan sits on the floor a foot away from you, looking up at Jaehyun and Riwoo.

Woonhak opts to sit next to you on the floor. He whines and complains about how his back ached. Your own thoughts are too loud to comprehend his words.

"Y/n?" Woonhak suddenly pushes your shoulder with his palm, "Were you even listening...?" He pouts.

"Uh..." You blink, turning to him, "Yeah."

"Okay, then what did I say?" He crosses his arms.

You freeze, unable to conjure up anything. Before you can open your mouth, Woonhak groans.

"You've been distracted since yesterday," He points out, "What are you thinking about?"

"You're nosey." You sigh, leaning back to lay on the ground. Woonhak laughs.

"So what? What if I was just worried about you? Hm?"

"Since when are you worried about anyone?"

Woonhak pushes your knees, "I'm for real."

You close your eyes, the lights on the ceiling straining your eyeballs. You could tell Woonhak of your troubles, but it wouldn't matter. You didn't want to waste the time explaining how you felt. It wouldn't do any good. You might even get embarrassed.

You left Enhypen's dorm early this morning, being violently woken up by Jay and a pillow. Ni-ki had been rushed out so fast that you barely got to talk to him. You couldn't remember if he had said anything to you besides 'Let yourself out!' while he was fixing his hair as he exited.

For a moment you were alone in Ni-ki's room. It felt wrong like you weren't supposed to be there. You got up quickly after they left, cleaned up your food from last night, and left the dorm immediately.

You wanted to text him. You wanted to talk to him, be near him. You were both busy. It was normal for you guys to go days without talking, but ever since last night, you have felt more clingy than ever. You wanted nothing more than to be in his arms again. You got a taste of something great and then it was ripped from you too fast.

"Y/n! Woonhak!" Jaehyun calls out, smiling while looking at you two from the mirror. "Can you two grab water?" He asks sweetly.

Woonhak groans again, "Why do we have to do it?"

"Because you're the maknaes!" He teases with a giggle.

Despite Woonhak's complaining, he gets up along with you and you make your way to the hallway. Usually, there were a couple of vending machines in the hallway. You look out for the one you always go to.

"You go get them, I gotta use the bathroom." Woonhak suddenly announces, patting your shoulder while running in the opposite direction. Your face contorts as you fight the urge to yell at him.

As you continue down the hallway, you listen to each practice room as other groups blasted their music. It leaks through the walls, but not enough where you could make out anything important. You see the vending machine come into view.

Before you can reach your destination, a door to the practice room swings open before you. Laughter erupts from a small grouping of men as they exit.

You bow with respect. Jungwon, Heeseung, and Ni-ki emerge from the door. They bow back, except Ni-ki, who suddenly hides his face with his hood up and pretends he hasn't seen you yet.

"Sorry, I didn't greet you this morning!" Jungwon apologizes with an overly polite smile, "We had a meeting." He explains.

"Oh no, I- It's all good." Your voice shakes with anxiety. Talking to your seniors always makes you more nervous than it should. Jungwon wasn't even that much older than you, his status as 'leader' was more intimidating than his age.

"Ni-ki fell asleep in the meeting because of you." Heeseung teases. Ni-ki lifts his head to push his hyung quite forcefully, prompting a shove back from Heeseung. "Watch it or I'm sending that picture to the group chat." He threatens.

"You got a picture?" You freeze, your face turning red. Jungwon giggles at this, turning in the other direction to be polite. But you could still tell he was laughing at you.

"Yeah, You wanna see it?" Heeseung smiles, pulling out his phone from his pocket.

"No, No," Ni-ki lunges forward, "Delete that shit right now." He wraps his hand around Heeseung's phone as the two wrestle for the device.

Jungwon can't contain his laughter now, bent forward as the non-stop laughing begins to make his stomach hurt. This in turn makes you laugh.

Ni-ki pauses to look at you. Heeseung takes this moment to snatch his device back and push the younger off of him. Ni-ki listens to your laugh as it dies down.

You smile at him, and he smiles back with shaky lips before looking away. "Can we just go?" He asks.

"Bye Ni-ki." You wave, causing him to pause.

"B- Bye Y/n."

Heeseung and Jungwon laugh at his expense.

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— koki's note ★ ; hey guys! still uploading kinda inconsistently, i've been going through a lot... hope u enjoy!

[taesanluv3r]

dance dance revolution

lee riwoo x reader

reader n riwoo get into a intense dance battle on the arcade dance machine! this is the fic of my dreams 💭 i use his real name (sanghyeok) in this! lowercase intended, pls excuse any spelling mistakes/grammatical errors! enjoyy

wc: 2,505

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"maybe you should start dating. get yourself out there, you know?"

lee sanghyeok rolled his eyes as his best-friend, myung jaehyun, talked his ears off. the pair of friends were at their local mall, slurping up the brightly coloured slushies they picked up at the food court as they walked beside each other on the building's white marble floors.

"i'm just saying bro...like you've been so boring these days. all you do is dance and stay at home- you should be out kissing girls like the rest of us!" jaehyun exclaims, almost choking as he finished the rest of the fruity beverage. sanghyeok laughs, tossing his own empty cup into a trashcan, "like any girl would willingly go out with me" his friend sighs, "that's so not true, i'm sure there's someone out there who's just as weird as you- ow!" jae rubs the spot on his shoulder that the other boy had just struck with his hand, a huge pout on his mouth as he did so. "maybe no chick wants you cause you're such a meanie-" he's cut off, "shut up" sanghyeok says, pressing his pointer finger over his lips to silence his friend who looked at him confused. "no, i'm serious sanghyeok, that slap really hurt and-" jaehyun doesn't get to finish again, "shh, shut up! do you hear that?"

"hear what?" the taller one asks, eyebrows furrowed as he watched his friend begin to follow whatever sound he was hearing. it got louder as they began to approach the end of the mall's hallway, an up-beat song entering their ears as they came face-to-face with what seemed to be a new arcade that had just opened. sanghyeok's eyes widened as the scene in front of him came into view, the source of the music finally revealed. jaehyun gasps, "no way...is that a...is that what i think it is?" his best-friend nods slowly, a huge grin making it's way to his face. "yup...yes it is..." he says, a passionate glint in his eyes.

"...dance dance revolution"

"c'mon!" sanghyeok says excitedly, signaling for his friend to follow him into the crowd of people that surrounded the infamous dance game. there seemed to be a match going on, two figures on the machine, a boy and a girl. the boy wore cargo pants and a jersey, eyes focused on the screen and slight worry in his breath as he tried to keep up with his opponent; a girl in a pair of low-rise jeans and a tank-top with a cute graphic on it, she had a smile on her face as her feet effortlessly moved along to the beat of the song. "woah...she's really good.." the lee boy tells his friend, watching as her hair jumped with each and every one of her moves, her giggles like music in his ears as she turned around in circles for her finale, beating her opponent with ease.

"ah fuck!" the male on the machine says, throwing his hands in the air in frustration. "haha! don't beat yourself up on it, good match" the girl cheers, reaching an arm out to shake hands. sanghyeok smiles to himself, he'd never seen anyone play dance dance revolution so...prettily. jaehyun notices his friend's gaze on the stranger, a smirk on his lips as he patted the boy on his back. "who's next?" the girl says, hands holding onto the railing of the machine's platform. "dude, this is your chance!" the myung boy whispers, pushing his friend forward. "what! no way! what if i totally make a fool out of myself and-" he didn't get to say another word, "MY FRIEND WILL PLAY!"

sanghyeok's eyes go wide and a shy blush appears on his face as everyone in the room turns to face him. the girl on the machine smiles softly at him, turning all of his insides into pure mush. "really? doesn't look like your friend is up for it..." she says, giggling at the way the boy couldn't keep eye contact with her. jaehyun nods quickly, giving his friend another push, "you'll play...right, bro?" his words are kind of taunting, like there would be grave consequences if he didn't say yes. finally, the lee boy looks up and nods, "ye...yeah...yeah let's play"

the crowd cheers for him loudly as he hops onto the platform. "hi, i'm yn...yn ln! and you are...?" the girl introduces herself and then asks, laughing slightly as he struggled to mutter out a response. "hi...hi i'm um...sanghyeok" he manages to say, lifting a hand up to shake her own. her grip on his hand is tight and warm, a fuzzy feeling swarming through his body at the contact. "nice to meet you, um...sanghyeok" she says, mimicking the way he stuttered earlier. the red on his cheeks and the tips of his ears got darker, "let's play! you are so going down" yn says, the both of them turning fully to face the screen in front of them. "don't get too cocky, yn...i'm kind of really good at this game" the girl gasps a bit, shocked by the shy boy's sudden confidence. "yeah right..." she scoffs, their banter coming to an end as the round came to a start.

"i'd like to see you try"

the audience that had now doubled gave the pair a round of applause, "get ready to dance!" said the deep male MC voice that came out of the machine, signaling for the opponents to prepare themselves. yn turned to look at her rival, their eyes meeting for a second before the loud music removed their gazes from one another and back onto the large screen. the crowd of people yelled along with the machine's voice, "three!" their hands gripped tightly against the railings, 'two!" their eyes narrowed and fixed onto the game, "one!"

the song had started, bright lights flashing in front of them as different coloured arrows moved along the screen. their feet danced to match, jumping quickly to stay on beat. as it progressed to the chorus, the arrows moved faster and so did their legs, both dancers switching from regular foot taps to full blown dance sequences. it had gotten to that point in the game where the two rivals would start showing off.

she started it first, swinging her arms side to side and around her head; a staple tutting movement as she simultaneously hit every beat with her feet. "marvelous! combo thirty!" said the machine, allowing for a smirk to reach her lips. the boy scoffs, "that all you got?" he asks, a smug look on his face as he began to shuffle his feet in the most unnecessarily complicated manner, his arms spread out wide as he isolated each joint one by one into a wave. yn's mouth hung opened but her feet kept moving, the person beside her a completely different guy from who she swore he was when he had first stepped foot onto the platform. "perfecto! combo fifty!" the pair continued back and forth in intense battle, each combo getting higher than the one before.

the audience kept hyping them up, the crowd now split into two. half of them cheering on the boy and the other half for the girl. the song was about to hit it's climax, the up-beat tune getting faster by the second. the girl is about to hit her signature finale, the one he had seen her do when she was playing before. however, she couldn't even start and he had already beat her to it. a sly smile sneaking into his lips, his fang-like teeth peaking through it as he ricocheted his feet back and forth before twisting them over each other to spin in a circle and then finally jumping up high enough to strike a quick pose in the air and landing safely back down, his right and left feet placed perfectly onto the blue and red arrows on the platform, ending the round with yet another...

"perfect combo!"

the girl is stunned, she'd never seen anyone mimic her own signature finale like that before. moreover, she had never seen anyone beat her at dance dance revolution on their very first try. and she'd never expect that the shy boy who's friend had pushed to play would be the guy that did it. "woah...you're really good" yn says, laughing as the big "LOSER" text appeared on her side of the screen. sanghyeok smiles, "what did i tell you...!" they shared another giggle as they shook hands, "good game, sanghyeok" he nods, "good game, yn" they stared at each other for a while, their ears blocking out the sound of the loud arcade. their gazes lingered on each other, as did their touch as their hands remained intertwined.

"dude! you totally crushed that!" a voice interrupts their moment, myung jaehyun re-entering the scene. "and you too...uh...what's your name again?" the pair let go of each other's hand, the girl shifting her focus over to the other boy. "hi, i'm yn!" she says cheerfully, "nice to meet you, i'm jaehyun...sanghyeok's best-friend- er, his only friend- ow!" the dancer boy's arm moves up to strike at his yapping friend's head, causing him to lose balance and stumble over slightly. "sanghyeok, bro...we really need to talk about you hitting me all the time, man..." jae complains, and the other boy just rolls his eyes.

"don't listen to him, yn. i promise i'm not that much of a loner, i swear!" sanghyeok defends himself, making the girl laugh. "you're so cute" she says, beginning to hop off the machine. he follows after her, his brain blanking out a little as he processed her words. "you...you...i'm so...what did you say?" he stutters, that familiar blush making it's way onto his cheeks again. yn giggles, "i said you're so cute, sanghyeok" she spoke so nonchalantly, like what she was saying wasn't driving the boy properly insane. "anyways...i gotta bounce, i've been on that machine since it opened today and i need to eat something before i go crazy!" the girl smiles as she talks, grabbing her bag that sat on the floor of the arcade. the boy just nods at her, not really knowing what to say.

"i guess i'll...i'll see you around?" she asks, some sort of a hopeful tone present in her voice. he nods, "yea...yeah, yes! definitely" yn giggles again and the boy mentally slaps himself for stuttering so much. "okay then...i guess...bye then..." she drags her words, as if she wanted to prolong their conversation. "yeah...bye..." his voice is quiet, like he's disappointed that she had to leave so soon. yn waves softly before she turns away, leaving the boy and his best-friend standing there in the arcade.

"ow!" sanghyeok exclaims when he feels a hand push against the side of his head. "dude what the fuck are you doing! she was obviously waiting for you to make a move! you idiot!" jaehyun whisper-yells, a look that read 'duh!!' plastered onto his complexion. the shorter one looks confused, "what do you mean? what do i do?!" he asks, beginning to panic. "don't worry i gotchu bro" - "what's that supposed to-"

"HEY YN!! SANGHYEOK THINKS YOU'RE CUTE TOO AND TOTALLY WANTS TO GO OUT WITH YOU!!!"

the shy dancer boy slaps his palm onto his forehead, a feeling of deja vu when all eyes in the arcade turn towards him and his comically annoying best-friend. yn laughs, beginning to walk towards them again. "is that so?" she asks when she's finally within earshot. sanghyeok is flustered all over again, his eyes moving from looking at her to looking at the floor. he can't seem to speak though his mouth did open to. jaehyun rolls his eyes, nudging his friend to hurry up. "ye...yeah- i mean! you're...you're really cool and i think...i think we should...you know..." he starts, scratching the back of his head though it wasn't even a little bit itchy. the girl furrows her eyebrows and tilts her head, trying to understand what the boy was saying.

"you know...we should...go...out? some...time?"

the whole room goes silent, every single human being in the arcade stopping their games to watch and listen intently to the pair's conversation. yn's lips crack into a big smile, "i'd like that" she says, laughing when his eyes go wide in disbelief. "seriously?!" he practically squealed, his eyes disappearing and his teeth peaking out as he grinned widely. "yeah!" she says, "in fact...why don't you come grab something to eat with me right now? i heard they've got a yummy donut shop down on the first floor and-" she gets cut off, "shut up!" sanghyeok exclaims, a look of worry suddenly washing over the girl's face. "what...is it something i said? or..." the boy shakes his head, "what? oh! no, no! i just...really like...donuts..." his voice quiets down, suddenly feeling shy about his enthusiasm for the sugary treat. her nose scrunches up at him, finding his mannerisms so insanely cute.

"c'mon then, before i actually die of hunger" yn exaggerates, tilting her head in the direction of the arcade's exit. "yeah...let's go" sanghyeok smiles, nodding his head softly as he followed her out. "go get her, tiger! call me later! love you broski!" jaehyun yells out to his friend, scoffing and pressing a hand to his chest in shock when he only gets a middle finger in response.

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"so you dance professionally?"

lee sanghyeok nods, taking a bite out of his glazed donut. "since i was three years old" he says. "no wonder..." yn ln responds, giggling when he looks up at her confused with powdered sugar coating his lips. "...only professionals are able to beat me in dance dance revolution!" the boy almost chokes at her words, "you're telling me you don't dance professionally? but you're so good?" the girl smiles, shaking her head. "nope! i watched a lot of dance movies growing up...and i just really love dance...but i never really got the chance to learn professionally...i'd love to though..." she trails off, taking a sip out of her drink. "i just don't know where to start"

sanghyeok nods along with her words, his eyes widening when an idea crosses his mind. "hey! maybe i could...like...teach you some time...maybe- i mean, if you want to, of course! i'm not forcing it on you or anything like that...it's just an idea that-" his rambling comes to an end when she stuffs a donut into his mouth.

"you know you talk just as much as your friend back there does..." yn teases, watching as he wiped away the chocolate filling that stained his lips. "but i love that...the idea i mean..." he raises his eyebrows, "really? cause if you do i'm so down to!" he says excitedly, and she nods with the same enthusiasm. "so..."

"how 'bout tomorrow? unless it's too soon?" - "it's never too soon to see you again, yn" - "okay, bring back shy stuttering sanghyeok, flirty sanghyeok is scary!"

he laughs, "...so tomorrow?" she nods, "tomorrow."

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AHHH my first riwoo fic 🤭 hope u guys liked this! i NEED me a dance dance revolution love story irl so bad TT reblogs n feedback r highly appreciated!! tysm for reading. love, kona.

[anashins]

hi! can I request one where reader gets jealous and a bit sad because some girl was trying to hit on jae and he notices that so he makes up for reader in the most fluff way, please? only if you want to :))

Pairing: Jaehyun x reader

Genre: fluff

Word Count: 1k

Summary: "Is she your girlfriend-girlfriend or are you just talking?" - "If I kill you, are you dead-dead or just not breathing?"

A/N: Stumbled over a TikTok audio that fitted perfectly, I hope you like it 💜

“He sounds so good! I didn’t know your boyfriend could sing.”

“I overhear him in the shower sometimes,” you explained loudly, “but I had no idea either!”

You and your friend’s eyes were fixated on Jaehyun who was giving the performance of his life in the living room. The guests were either sitting or standing to listen attentively after someone had brought out a karaoke machine to spice up the party since the first ones had already prepared to leave.

Your boyfriend was singing some trendy pop song while others chanted along, raising the mood again after everyone had thought the party was dying. Watching him enjoy singing, dancing along and interacting with the audience made your chest swell with pride, and you found yourself nodding rhythmically as well even though you usually weren’t the one to verbally express your musical side. According to your friends, you sounded awful, and you left it like that.

But your boyfriend, on the other hand, was awesome. When he ended the song, people came up to him while others stormed to the karaoke machine to choose a song themselves. 

“Well, I actually wanted to go home already,” you said to your friend. “But I guess we’re going to stay for a bit longer. Wanna have another drink?”

“Sure.”

You went over to the kitchen where you found fun in mixing fantasy drinks for each other before you returned to the living room.

“Uh…” Your friend looked past you with a clear view to where another group had taken over the karaoke machine. “I think Jaehyun got a bit popular.”

“Yeah.” You chuckled. “After that performance, I can understand.”

“... with the ladies,” she added. “Look there.”

You shifted to where she was pointing and found Jaehyun standing there with a girl. Usually, for you, it wasn’t a problem. He had never given you a reason to be jealous or mistrust him, but you also had to admit that your boyfriend was very naive when it came down to flirting, so the longer he stood there, the more hope he gave the girl hitting on him. You had to nip her hopes in the bud.

“I’ll be back,” you told your friend, gave her your cocktail, and walked over to Jaehyun. “You were great!”

You luckily found them laughing mid-conversation, making it less awkward for you to jump in between.

“I know, right!” the girl chirped even though she had not been addressed by you, and it irritated the heck out of you. “I just told Jaehyun - that’s his name by the way - that he should be a singer, that’s how great he was.” 

Something in the way she spoke, so overly haughty like she had known him for years, overlooking Jaehyun entirely as well as though he was only a mannequin who needed a spokesperson, gave you the ick that quickly developed into a volcano that was close to erupting the moment she touched his arm in a claiming gesture. Enough was enough.

“I’m his girlfriend,” you blurted. “I know his name and that he’s a great singer. Good to see it’s getting acknowledged by other people.”

She didn’t have to know that you were concealing the truth, but being so bold also didn’t seem like you despite you still trying to stay polite while making your point clear.

“Oh?” She raised a brow and shifted to address Jaehyun. “Is she like… your girlfriend-girlfriend or are you just talking?”

You looked at your boyfriend-boyfriend, expecting him to reject her, but he seemed too stunned to speak. That man would rather eat something he was allergic to than tell the waiter that he brought in the wrong dish. Always reserved, even with his feelings for you. Yet, there were situations where he needed to take action, and one of them was now. Still, he didn’t utter a single word. Fine, then you’d do it yourself. 

“If I kill you,” you spoke to the girl with a low voice and narrowed eyes, “are you dead-dead or just not breathing?”

Without sparing either of them another glance, you turned on your heel and walked back to your friend who had observed the whole situation from a few feet away, but still not having gotten the gist of the whole conversation since the music was too loud.

“What happened?” she asked when you whipped your cocktail out of her hand.

“I need this.” And you downed it one go. “My boyfriend is too nice for this world.”

“And the problem is…?”

“I want him to tell everyone I’m his,” you complained to her. “I want him to show everyone I’m his. Is this too selfish? I don’t need him to scream at people he meets that I’m his girlfriend, but when he senses that a girl shows interest, to tell that he’s taken. I don’t need him to be all over me publicly, but holding my hand when he’s close to me or slightly touching my arm when he’s standing next to me would be nice. Is that too much to ask for?”

“Oh dear.” Your friend took a long sip from her own cocktail. “Careful what you wish for.”

Only now you noticed that the music had entirely stopped, and before you had let that fact sink in, Jaehyun’s voice already filled the room. 

“There is a girl here tonight who I really love. She’s my girlfriend and she’s standing right there,” Jaehyun announced into the microphone, making you slowly turn around to meet his loving gaze. The other guests were staring at you too, but you had your attention entirely on him only. “I want to make sure that despite me usually being reserved with my feelings, there is no one else I want to be with or am interested in, and I want to dedicate this song to her. It’s one I’ve written myself, and it’s about her. There is no music, so I hope you don’t mind an a capella version.”

Every kind of anger and frustration you had harbored dissipated with one heartbeat, and you locked your gazes with him, feeling nothing but love and understanding now when he started singing, capturing every listener’s imagination.

Yes, your boyfriend was oftentimes reserved with his feelings. But that didn’t change the fact that he still carried a lot of them and just had other ways to express them.

[kana2025]

Jaehyun x Reader Arcade Date

Word Count: 60+ Genres: Romance, Fluff, Arcade Date themed Synopsis: Jaehyun and the reader share an enchanting evening at the arcade, filled with playful competition and intimate moments, culminating in a tender kiss under the stars. Their connection deepens as they realize their mutual feelings, promising each other that this night is just the beginning of something special.

You had been looking forward to this date for weeks. Jaehyun had promised an evening full of fun and surprises, and as you walked hand-in-hand into the vibrant and noisy arcade, you could already feel the excitement bubbling up inside you.

The lights were dazzling, casting a kaleidoscope of colors across the rows of games and machines. The air was thick with the sounds of laughter, beeping machines, and the occasional triumphant cheer. Jaehyun squeezed your hand and smiled down at you, his eyes twinkling with mischief.

“Ready to win some tickets?” he asked, his voice low and smooth.

You nodded eagerly, your heart fluttering at the playful challenge in his tone. He led you to a row of claw machines first, each filled with a variety of plush toys and gadgets. You watched as he expertly maneuvered the claw, his focused expression making your heart race. He managed to snag a cute stuffed bear on his second try, and he handed it to you with a proud grin.

“For you,” he said, his fingers brushing yours as you took the bear from him. The touch sent a shiver down your spine, and you couldn’t help but blush.

“Thank you, Jaehyun,” you murmured, hugging the bear close.

Next, you found yourselves at a racing game. The seats were side by side, and you slid into one while Jaehyun took the other. The competition was fierce, with both of you determined to outdo the other. His intense focus was captivating, and you stole glances at him whenever you could. The way his muscles tensed as he steered, the curve of his lips as he concentrated – it was all incredibly attractive.

As the race ended, Jaehyun edged you out by just a fraction of a second. He turned to you with a triumphant smile, his eyes shining with victory.

“Looks like I win,” he teased, leaning in close. His breath was warm against your ear, and you felt a delicious thrill run through you.

“Barely,” you shot back, trying to ignore the way your heart pounded in your chest.

He laughed, a deep, rich sound that made your insides melt. “Want to try again? Or should we move on to something else?”

You opted for something else, and he led you to a dance game. The two of you stepped onto the platform, and the music started pumping through the speakers. Jaehyun moved with a grace and rhythm that left you breathless, his body swaying effortlessly to the beat. You did your best to keep up, but you couldn’t help getting distracted by the way he moved, the intensity in his gaze, and the way he occasionally brushed against you.

After a few rounds, you were both breathless and laughing. Jaehyun stepped off the platform and held out his hand to you. “You’re pretty good at this,” he said, his voice warm with admiration.

“You too,” you replied, your pulse racing for reasons that had nothing to do with the dancing.

He pulled you close, his arm slipping around your waist. “There’s one more game I want to show you,” he said, his lips close to your ear. The intimacy of the moment sent a shiver down your spine, and you nodded, unable to speak.

Jaehyun led you to the back of the arcade, where a photobooth stood waiting. He held the curtain open for you, and you stepped inside, the small space feeling even smaller with him so close. He dropped a few coins into the slot and the screen lit up with a countdown.

You posed for the first picture, both of you smiling brightly. For the second, he pulled you closer, his arm around your shoulders. The third photo caught you off guard as Jaehyun pressed a gentle kiss to your temple, and you felt your heart skip a beat. The final picture was a blur, your mind spinning from the unexpected kiss.

When the photos printed, Jaehyun held them up, his smile soft and tender. “I like this one,” he said, pointing to the third photo where he kissed you. “Do you?”

You nodded, your cheeks burning. “Yeah, I do.”

He took your hand and guided you out of the booth, the arcade lights casting a warm glow on his handsome face. “How about we get some ice cream to end the night?”

You agreed, and you found a small ice cream stand at the corner of the arcade. The selection was vast, and Jaehyun let you pick first. You chose your favorite flavor, and he picked something adventurous, matching his playful personality.

As you sat at a small table near the stand, you couldn't help but notice how the evening had taken on a more intimate, almost dreamlike quality. The lights of the arcade created a soft, colorful glow around you, and the laughter and sounds of games faded into the background, leaving just you and Jaehyun in your own little world.

Jaehyun took a bite of his ice cream and leaned back in his chair, watching you with a thoughtful expression. “You know, I had a feeling tonight would be special,” he said quietly, his gaze never leaving your face.

You felt a warmth spread through you at his words. “Why’s that?”

He shrugged, a small smile playing on his lips. “Just a feeling. I wanted to do something different, something memorable.”

You nodded, touched by his thoughtfulness. “It’s been amazing, Jaehyun. Really.”

He reached across the table and took your hand, his thumb brushing over your knuckles. The simple touch was electric, sending a shiver of anticipation through you. “I’m glad you think so,” he murmured, his eyes darkening with something deeper.

You finished your ice cream, the atmosphere between you thick with unspoken feelings. Jaehyun stood and pulled you up with him, his grip on your hand firm and reassuring. “Let’s take a walk outside,” he suggested.

The cool evening air was a welcome contrast to the warm, bustling arcade. The two of you strolled down the quiet street, the sounds of the arcade fading into the distance. Jaehyun’s hand remained entwined with yours, the connection between you feeling more intense with each passing moment.

As you walked, Jaehyun pulled you closer, his arm slipping around your waist. You leaned into him, the warmth of his body comforting against the cool night. He led you to a small park nearby, where the two of you found a secluded bench under a large, old tree. The leaves rustled softly in the breeze, creating a soothing backdrop to the intimacy of the moment.

Jaehyun turned to you, his eyes searching yours. “I’ve wanted to spend time with you like this for so long,” he confessed, his voice low and sincere.

Your heart fluttered at his words. “Me too, Jaehyun.”

He smiled, a slow, mesmerizing curve of his lips that made your pulse race. He reached up and gently cupped your cheek, his thumb brushing softly over your skin. “Can I kiss you?” he asked, his voice a husky whisper.

You nodded, unable to find your voice. Jaehyun leaned in, his eyes fluttering closed just before his lips met yours. The kiss was soft at first, a gentle exploration that quickly deepened. His hand slipped to the back of your neck, holding you close as his lips moved against yours with increasing urgency.

The world seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of you in a cocoon of warmth and desire. His other hand found your waist, pulling you even closer as the kiss grew more passionate. Your fingers tangled in his hair, and a soft moan escaped your lips, spurring him on.

When you finally pulled back, both of you were breathless. Jaehyun rested his forehead against yours, his eyes closed as he caught his breath. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do that,” he whispered, his voice rough with emotion.

You smiled, your heart soaring. “I think I have some idea,” you replied, your fingers tracing the line of his jaw.

He chuckled softly, the sound vibrating through you. “I don’t want this night to end,” he admitted, his eyes opening to meet yours.

“Then let’s not let it end,” you whispered back, your voice full of promise.

Jaehyun’s eyes darkened with desire as he pulled you into another kiss, sealing the promise between you. The night stretched on, filled with shared laughter, whispered confessions, and the growing bond between you. The arcade adventure had been just the beginning, a prelude to a deeper connection that neither of you would ever forget.

[st4rdom-if]

For both ST4RDOM and KMonarchs, do you have a specific habit/ritual you do before getting on stage/going on tour? Any sort of lucky charm to ward off nerves?

Q: Either group can answer this; do you have a specific habit or ritual you do before getting on stage? Any sort of lucky charm to ward off nerves?

PK: PRAY.

Everyone laughs, PK included.

PK: But seriously, praying and humming anything, whether it is a song or scale, really helps to warm up your vocal cords.

Alex: Although PK says that, he actually gets a bag of chips from the closest vending machine to eat exactly ten minutes before we go on.

PK: You weren't supposed to tell anyone that! And anyways, that's what you do too!

Alex: Actually, I also get some coffee.

PK: Surely that is a big difference.

There is a sudden silence that fills the room, so Luc comes in with his own answer.

Luc: I usually practice my dance with the others. Then I take a break and hope for the best.

Gavin: Remember the time we had a dance competition to see who is the best?

Luc: Didn't I win?

Mingyu: No, I did.

Jaehyun: What? I dance better than you!

Mingyu: You want to try me? Let's face off after this, then.

Jaehyun: Sure, whatever you say. For the question, though, I usually take a nap. A long one.

Interviewer: What? How long?

Jaehyun: I don't remember...

Luc: It was two and a half hours. You woke up three minutes before we got on stage.

Jaehyun: That long? I'm usually not a deep sleeper. When was this?

Luc: A few months ago.

Jaehyun: Oh...I don't remember that.

Nari: Well, you're not alone because I also take a nap. Even though it takes me a while to fall asleep and they are usually short, they freshen my brain.

Jaehyun and Nari nod, having reached the same conclusion. It is a nod of acknowledgment—of kinship.

Vi: In addition to Nari taking a nap, she also gets extremely worried like Sofie. I am usually calm even though I can feel my brain shutting down.

Sofie: I worry and overthink too much, but at the end of the day I am reminded that this is my passion.

Nari: You only realize that after one of our managers tell you to stop pacing around the room, though.

Somewhere, one of the KMonarchs laughs, although it is quickly snuffed (it was Mingyu). Another chuckles (Seungho).

Sofie: It still counts as something. But my necklace usually calms me down. All I have to do is rub the stone and it soothes me.

Her hands reaches up to stroke the soft pink stone laced around her neck.

Interviewer: Can you tell me the significance of it? Who did you get it from? And do you wear it all the time?

Sofie: It's really just a necklace, but my mother passed it down to me. It's a reminder of my mother and her love for me, so I wear it all the time.

Interviewer: That's a sweet sentiment.

Sofie's lips turn downward before fixing itself to a strained smile.

Sofie: It is my lucky charm.

Interviewer: Yes, of course it is. Speaking of luck, I think someone hasn't spoken yet. Care to go?

The interviewer looks at Seungho, who flinches from surprise when everyone turns to stare at him.

Seungho: Shouldn't that be my own business?

Interviewer: You don't have to share, then.

Seungho: Sorry, that came out wrong. I meant that this question can be personal, but for me I usually scroll through Instagram and practice.

Sofie: Oh yeah, same. Sometimes there is nothing better to do so I go through my photos and maybe take some of our group.

Vi: You have to send me those photos, eonni. I'm still waiting for them.

Vi then grins at the interviewer and camera, teeth showing a little too much. Something twinkles in her eye like a trick of light.

Vi: I think we should we move on then, since everyone went. Don't want this to stretch out too thin, right?

Interviewer: ...right, yes. Let's see what is next on our list...

[kangaracha]

NEVERMORE: THE PEOPLE OF THE CLE

characters you'll meet in the clé

Read the full version here.

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HANA

Hana is the first representation of Stay we meet in Nevermore, coming to them in the aftermath of District 9 and disappearing at the conclusion of the Injeon arc; inspired by the Prequel: Highlight Reel trailer, in which leaving District 9 is described as 'we went towards a small light, with you' - the you that they are indicating being Stay.

Hana is a singer, originally hailing from a childhood in Injeon when the city was still bustling and alive and then later sent to District 9 after the destruction of the city. Now, she seems like a liar and she moves like a thief, ghosting in and out of your grip at a whim and often skittish at the mere feeling of pressure. Mostly, these are harmless habits, drilled into her by District 9 to make her work around the secrets that she keeps hidden in her memory.

SEONHWA

Seonhwa is the second representation of Stay found in Nevermore, joining SKZ shortly after their escape from District 9 and remaining with them through the Miroh arc. Seonhwa was created out of a need to offer SKZ a connection to the twisted men, via Changbin's conversation with Seonhwa, and later the gimmick that takes them to the street in Miroh rather than the Citadel, where the Six live.

Seonhwa is younger than them, one or two years junior even to Jeongin, and he has spent a long time in District 9, his mind twisted and confused by the machine there. There's a childish and soft innocence in his demeanour and the hero-worship he looks at SKZ with, but also a rebellious streak in the way that he wants to help them fight The Six, and learn to dance and paint and draw freely.

JAEHYUN

Jaehyun is the original figurehead of the dokkaebi and the first introduction to their organisation. He provides valuable information to SKZ and the reader throughout the Injeon arc, when both are just getting to know the world and its rules, and prepares them for Miroh and the stakes that will be set there.

His life has been spent in equal parts in Miroh and as a member of the rebel organisation, pushing against the closing fist of The Six and the unnatural state of being that the Moments have moulded the Clé into. He's been the leader of the rebellion for a long time too; sure of himself and his beliefs, canny and intelligent enough to outmaneuvre The Six.

Having only ever known this state of soulless music and missing arts, Jaehyun dreams of the Clé as it is told in old history, a wild and unchecked place where you could do anything and end up anywhere. His belief is that there should be no one in power except the Clé itself, and that the world should be left to be as the world was supposed to be, even if it means giving up the comfortable ways of living The Six have created for them.

JINAE

Jinae is a glitch who was once trapped in District 9, as told by Hana and Jaehyun in the Injeon arc, but has since disappeared, the rest of her story to be explored later. Very little else is known about Jinae by any of these characters; being a glitch, she has always been an outsider in the Clé and a loner. For the purpose of the story, Jinae serves as an example of a glitch born in this world, seperate from Chan, establishing that this is a more common condition than the text might have first implied - but also, singling Chan out, as she was never able to break the machine or the glass.

CHINMAE

Chinmae is a librarian, historian, and researcher in Miroh, living on the fringes and hiding in his library to avoid raising the attention of The Six. He is a source of information to Felix during this arc, informing him on the history of the Clé.

Chinmae is an unlikely rebel, too cowardly to go out and fight on the streets where he could be caught, but too curious to ignore the discrepancies he sees in the world. He gives off the impression of being all-knowing, or exceedingly wise, only for the realisation to come that, as a regular resident of Miroh, he has no idea what the Moments truly are, or how much time has really passed him by.

[exoplanetupdates-blog]

EXO at SMTOWN Concerts (2014-15)

SM Town Live World Tour IV

140815 - SMTOWN in Seoul - EXO

Teaser

Zhou Mi, Victoria Song + Xiumin, Tao, Sehun - Loving You

Henry ft. Chanyeol - Bad Girl

f(x) ft. D.O. - Goodbye Summer

Kyuhyun, Changmin, Minho, Suho - Something (Girls Day Cover)

EXO - Let Out The Beast

EXO - Lucky

Henry, Luna, Wendy, Chen - That's What Friends Are For

EXO - Machine

EXO - MAMA

EXO - Growl

Taemin ft. Kai - Pretty Boy

Ryeowook, D.O., Fly To The Sky - Missing You

EXO - Wolf

Changmin, Taemin, D.O. & Jaehyun - You Needed Me

Dance Battle

EXO - Overdose

Ending - Hope

141004/05 - SMTOWN in Tokyo - EXO

Henry, Luna, Wendy, Chen - That's What Friends Are For

EXO - Machine

Taemin ft. Kai - Pretty Boy

EXO - MAMA / [1]

EXO - Growl

EXO - Wolf

Changmin, Taemin, D.O. & Jaehyun - You Needed Me

Dance Battle

EXO - Overdose

BoA ft. Sehun - Only One

Ending - Hope

141018 - SMTOWN in Shanghai - EXO

Zhou Mi, Victoria Song + Xiumin, Tao, Sehun - Loving You

Henry ft. Chanyeol - Bad Girl

EXO - Lucky

Henry, Luna, Wendy, Chen - That's What Friends Are For

EXO - Machine + MAMA

Taemin ft. Kai - Pretty Boy

EXO - Growl

EXO - Wolf

Changmin, Taemin, D.O. & Jaehyun - You Needed Me

Dance Battle

EXO - Overdose

BoA ft. Sehun - Only One

Ending - Hope

150321 - SMTOWN in Taiwan - EXO

Henry ft. Chanyeol - Bad Girl

Zhoumi ft. Tao - Rewind

EXO - Lucky

EXO - Machine

EXO - MAMA

Taemin ft. Kai - Pretty Boy

EXO - Growl

EXO - Wolf

Changmin, Taemin, D.O. & Jaehyun - You Needed Me

Dance Battle [1] [2]

EXO - Overdose

BoA ft. Sehun - Only One

Ending - Hope

150705/06 - SMTOWN in Tokyo - EXO

Zhoumi ft. Chanyeol - Rewind

Changmin & Xiumin - Mackerel

Changmin, Baekhyun, Xiumin, Key - We Are.....T [baekhyun]

Changmin, Baekhyun, Xiumin, Key - Somebody to Love [baekhyun]

EXO - Machine

EXO - Wolf

Ment

Taemin ft. Kai - Pretty Boy

EXO - Love Me Right

EXO - Growl

Dance Battle

Baekhyun & Yesung - Natsu No Owari No Harmony

Changmin, Kyuhyun, Chen - Bolero

EXO - Call Me Baby

Ending - Hope

150725/26 - SMTOWN in Osaka - EXO

Zhoumi ft. Chanyeol - Rewind

Changmin & Xiumin - Mackerel

Changmin, Baekhyun, Xiumin, Key - We Are + Somebody to Love

EXO - Machine

EXO - Wolf

Ment [RAW]

Taemin ft. Kai - Pretty Boy

EXO - Love Me Right

EXO - Growl

Dance Battle

Baekhyun & Yesung - Harmony of Late Summer

Changmin, Kyuhyun, Chen - Bolero

EXO - Call Me Baby

Ending - Hope

SMTOWN : THE STAGE DVD

Trailer

Preview [1] [2]

Greeting Messages [1] [2]

Premiere Red Carpet - EXO Cut

Dongdaemun SMTOWN The Stage Greeting - Baekhyun [1] [2]

Full Documentary

One Night TV SMTOWN The Stage Cut

Undisclosed Interview Cut

Chanyeol & Sehun Interview

EXO Backstage Collection [RAW] 

[techtechonmymind]

hello it is your local ten and doyoung stan reacting to the 7th sense 2023 edition

- taeyong is so freaking good

- it’s beautiful how much they’ve grown

- taeyong/doyoung harmony > doyoung/jaehyun harmony is nice with the first take it slows

- doyoung hidden dance machine of nct!!! was feeling himself here and i am obsessed (ALSOOO AHHHHHH please put ten and doyoung on more songs together so i don’t get this level of unhinged when i see them dance together lol):

- they sound so beautiful - I’m tearing up lmao

- TEN RAP LET’S GOOOO RAPPER TEN CENTER TEN LET’S GOOO FAVEEEEE

- hmm, this move is originally a little hip move and it’s one of the most satisfying parts of the choreo for me - I’m kinda confused why they changed it just basebally arms. was it difficult to get synchronized? or maybe it’s just an accommodation for someone.

- doyoung/mark lines are also beautiful! mark had lovely vocals honestly

- aw mark’s rap - this just reminds me of how absolutely tiny he was when this came out. he was an entire kid and it’s really cool hearing how he’s stylizing it this time

- another choreo change - all of them do the shoulder pops in the original choreo, but only taeyong does it here. the rest are doing a more wavy extended arm thing (i typed wayv at first lol). it’s nice. I was always impressed with the popping but i think it’s probably hard to synchronize - i wonder if they just wanted to change it up and create a different picture. very pretty.

- he’s also very pretty

- lol mark’s first “uh” is… something haha

- is that whistle in the original track? I feel like i’m hearing brand new sounds in this song lol

- taeyong has been killing this choreo since literal day one, but he just executes it SO prettily in this performance, i am utterly captivated.

anyway final thoughts are i love it so much they are so beautiful and wonderful and talented best unit favorites on favorites i am so serene and happy lol

[nctsplug02]

Can you give us Jen when she actually fired because Jaehyun caught teaching her Hannie calling her mommy, and also Jaehyun caught her multiple times when she talking bad about his wifey?

[5:02pm]

genre: fluff and angst for jen again.

warnings: jen gets fired.

before reading! i know some of you guys are gonna ask if this is the end of my jen the babysitter series and no. it’s not the end. i love writing for jen the babysitter so do not think this is the end because there will be more posts of jen the babysitter and there will be more opportunities for you guys to request for jen the babysitter.

jaehyun had a ten minute break from his meeting online so, he decided to get up and use a bathroom— possibly find you for a quick quickie.

jaehyun begins to roll his white long sleeves up as he stalks out his office. he passes hannies playroom and takes a slight peek in to see jen playing with hannie. he grins softly until hearing what jen had commanded. jaehyun took two steps back and took another peep in the crack.

“..hannie, look at me,” she holds the baby up and follows as the baby tilts its head around. “now say, mama.” jen cooed only for hannie to fuss.

“no no, be a good girl and call me, mama.” jen frowns in an upset way as hannie jumps around. “i think you need a nap, hm, sweet girl?” jen lifts themselves off the ground and turns to see jaehyun.

“oh, my— mr jeong, you scared me.” she gasps, clutching the baby to her chest.

jaehyun clears his throat, slightly kicking the door open. “sorry, jen. i was just, looking for mrs jeong.” he presses his lips into a thin line. “oh, she’s in the laundry room right now.” jaehyun nods and leaves to go find you.

the basement is where he finds you. folding clothes over the machines while dancing to some music that played on your speaker.

“— should i call first? i cant deny— ahh!” you scream after turning around and seeing jaehyun leaning against the door frame just admiring you. “asshole!” you say flapping the folded towel— which caused it to unfold.

“such a cutie.” he squeals while running up to you and swooping you into his arms. “put me down, asshole! i’m mad at you— you scared me!” he sits you on the dryer which was shaking slightly frantically.

“ooohhh— get me off t—this.” jaehyun pushes your hips down more. the vibration sending pleasure onto your clit. “aww,” he mewls in a teasing way. “but isn’t this fun?” you whine, pushing at his hands and attempting to slide off.

“not happening, gorgeous.” he smirks, softly chuckling at your squirming figure.

“look, i have,” he looks down at his watch and then back up at you. “about six minutes to make you cum. let’s spend it wisely.” he pushes your upper body up and yanks on your shorts.

your body shakes and jerks forward when jaehyun slips his two slender fingers into your pussy. a moan is earned from you as the shaking vibration and his fingers moving inside you causes a painful pleasure.

“let’s talk, yeah?” he asks with his fingers buried inside you. you nod which he tuts at. “say yes, baby.” you mewl, tossing your head back. “y—yes!” you grunt out, attempting to hold your legs open.

“good girl,” he says, rubbing your clit with his thumb. “god— asshole.” you whimper, arms wobbling.

“i seriously think we need to fire jen.” you groan. the mention of another womens name in bed just brought discomfort. “jae, i r—really don’t wanna t—talk about another women while w—we’re, we’re doing th—this.” you shake out.

“no, baby. listen. we need to fire her.” you sigh, scrunching up your face. “w—why?” you question, closing your legs on jaehyuns arms. “she was telling hannie to call her mama.”

you lift your eyes up to him quickly. “she what—?!” you couldn’t even finish your sentence until your orgasm interrupted you.

“f—fuck,” you shivered, moaning desperately and attempting to control your shaking legs. “god,” you gasp, grabbing jaehyuns arm and digging your nails into his arm.

jaehyun grins, pulling his fingers out and splitting them to see your strings of cum. jaehyun holds his eye contact with you as he plops his fingers in his mouth with a groan. your sweet juice taking over his tastebuds.

you let out a shaky breath. “s—she’s fired.” you huff out. “yes, she is.” he licks his fingers clean before placing a passionate kiss on your lips. “i’ve got about thirty seconds to get back to my meeting so, i love you and we’ll fire jen later.” he says before pressing another kiss on your lips and leaving.

all that ran through your mind was what jaehyun had told you.

“she was telling hannie to call her mama.”

you slammed the blade onto the zucchini causing it to collapse into two. “mrs jeong, are you alright?” jen places a hand on your shoulder making you jump.

“jen,” you heave, placing the knife down on the cutting board. “mrs jeong, is something on your mind?” you suck your cheeks in.

“jen,” you turn around. “you’re fired.”

“what?!”

hannie giggles from the dining room as she kicks her feet around and flings her sippy cup off her tray. “bye bye,” you hear hannie say with a giggle following.

[diorcities]

love, cafe

part one.

pairing: jaehyun x reader.

genre: suggestive, fluff? smut?

content: college au, friends to lovers, reader works in a café, jaehyun's kinda fuckboy.

“shit,” you muttered when you saw the big stain of coffee in your apron.

“everything's fine?” ask one of your colleagues, sneaking through your shoulder. “yeah, it's this stupid machine,” you answered, annoyed. “how does it look?” you asked for a little encouragement. “it matches your eyes,” she respond, jokingly. you let out a whimp. “don't be sulky about it. i'll cover your shift,” said. “i mean, it's the least i can do after you arranged a date for me with that hot classmate of yours,” added, “i thing he's going to ask me for a date.” a flirtatious back-and-forth move made you giggle. you smiled, pleased. “i'm happy you liked it,” answered. it was not hard at all.

you and yuno get along with each other. you and him are in same career at college. meeting at lunch at twelve o'clock, and found each other in the library late at night. he also frequented the cafe, mad late. ordering the same thing, always: an almond croissant with caramel latte. with a massive book open, and a laptop, in instance glaring to his phone, as he was waiting for someone to call him, but never comes. then he leave, at midnight, because he loose track of time and never leave when he should.

when you heard one of the pastry chef calling for an order of a almond croissant and a caramel latte, you know it's for him. but your apron is dirty with coffee stains and your hair is probably a mess after fervently carving the pot with butter cream in the sink, so you just decided to stay in the kitchen and help the pastry chef with his orders.

you ended up advancing notes for tomorrow's class on one of the tables, because it's monday night and the cafe doesn't get too much clients late at night on mondays. and later that night, your shift finish. there's no one at the cafe, and your colleague left a couple minutes ago, leaving you her task to closed the store, staying a little longer as you finished your essay. you're were tired that you didn't even change your working clothes and leave the cafe straight away with your stained apron, dreaming about binge a serie after a warm bath.

your thoughts stopped abruptly, along with your steps when your eyes met his figure, his gaze captured your eyes at last second, leaving you speechless. “yn.” “what...?” areyoudoinghere. “you always go home this late?” he asked, glaring inside the cafe. you almost nodded.

“yuno,” called him, not expecting him to be there. his deep gaze landed on you, and you couldn't not shiver. “you scared me for a moment,” confessed, laughing nervously. he seemed to catch the question dancing in your lips, when he said “i wanted to make sure you were ok.” frowning “you didn't came out with the others.”

“i was supposed to close the store,” you said, waking pass him. “wait... the others,” you repeated. “danho. what happened?” you asked, “your date,” added, stopping your walk and turning to face him. he was following you all along. his feet stopped a few meters away from you. his height towering you, as you tilted your head a little. “she felt sick all of a sudden, so she went home,” answered.

“then, why you're here?” you asked, confused.

“i was waiting, for you”.

you sighed, feeling bitter as you fell into realization of the rumors. they were always true. as much as you wished they weren't. you didn't want to believe that the guy you met at lunch in the library and it was nice to you was actually a heart hunter, that could never be satisfied.

“so your date went home and now you're waiting for me,” you scoffed.

“yn...”

“stop,” you said, your hands covered your face as a mechanism for escape from his eyes. “don't.”

“i...”

“why you always do that?” you asked, catching him out of guard. “you chase, you use, you dump,” you looked at him. “as if people are desechable to you, as if you don't care they have feelings you could break.” the rumors, the bloody rumors through the campus. you didn't wanted to believe them. the whispers in the corridors, the rumors about jung yoonoh. about his dates. his conquests, his endless list of broken hearts. were you, the next victim?

“i'm not doing this, yuno,” you finally said, faced him. determined. but in the inside fearing he could hear your heart breaking.

you felt his touch in your hand, soft. almost noticeable. and when you looked at him, he hesitated as he wasn't sure what to do, or say. “i do care,” he whispered. “i care because you care,” added, making you look at him with confusion. “that's why i told her...” the dark haired boy stared at you, mesmerized. “i told her i couldn't take her out on a date, because i want to go on a date with you, if you let me.”

“i come here because of you. and i go to the library at noon because i know you go at that hour. i do everything to please you,” he confess. “even taking out someone to a date because you ask me to”. you bite your lips. you could feel bad for making him doing all those things he didn't wanted to do, but his voice was full of tender, and his body was very close to yours, that without warning, your foreheads found each other. your eyes closed to the touch. an electric shock shot down your limbs. his thumb rubbing your hand, slowly.

“you're always on my mind, it's almost ridiculous,” murmured, so low, almost imperceptible. a soft laugh vibrating in his throat. “you're killing me. tell me something, even if it's just to hate me,” he asked, with a low voice.

you put a hand in his chest to create distance between you and him, tilting your head up, looking for his eyes, already founding yours.

you could say sorry. you could say that little deep inside you wanted to change place with danho, because yohno seemed to like her more than he likes you. but instead, your hand went to his cheek, brushing it, softly. and his eyes seemed to melt when he looked at you. those horrible things people said behind his back, they couldn't be true. not when all you can saw in his eyes it's the bright of a million fireworks burning inside. and you didn't mind burning in them.

your lips captured the dark haired boy in a furious kiss. full of emotions. full of something that you couldn't label, but was so beautiful, so indescribable, incomprehensible, that you let it burn everything, you let it spread all over your senses, floating, dying. everything could collapse, it could destroy everything, after all, now it belonged to him, the way he belonged to you. his heart, beating under your palm, warm, fast, alive. and your all self, melting at his touch. is this how everyone felt about him? the way that you could give him your heart, knowing he was gonna break it? and not caring at all?

you gasp for air, feeling the palpable adrenaline between your bodies. what did it feel a lifetime if only a few minutes had passed?.

“it's mad late,” you remembered, “we have class tomorrow morning.”

“mhmm...” he mumbled, “should we go home then?” he suggested, but when you looked at him, with a smile dancing in his lips, you knew it wasn't your home he was referring to.

“should we?”

correct me any grammar or misspelled, it's midnight, i'm writing with an eye open bc this thing it's been on my mind it's almost crazy. enjoy.

masterlist

[dojae-huh]

Who remembers JaeDo giggling during a vlive in 2017 when Jaehyun's blond head dissapeared against the light background?

The same stylist/make up/hair team works with both JaeDo for their BA work. JaeDo liking to twin and Jae liking to hint at his boify position aside, the new hairdye did the job: attracted attention. As with Do, Jaehyun seldom dyes his hair in light colours (and usually it's yellow blond). As such, the awe effect is in place. A good way to advertise the brand.

Jae will spend several days in Milan, so he is going to shoot smth as well.

[4dtk]

Hi hi! I hope you’re doing fine :) can I request Jaehyun w/ the prompts 20. hand holding, 16. and 20. hugs, 38. kisses pls! You can ignore this but I kinda thought of an au about reader waking up from coma based on the prompts I chose. It’s up to you tho if you don’t fee like doing it, it’s totally fine!

Have a great day! <3

used your plot anon~ hope u like it!!!

hand-holding, 20: pressing the other’s hand against their cheek

hugs, 16: ‘not wanting to let go’ hugs

kisses, 38: relieved kisses

in the dead of the night, all jaehyun is used to was the incessant beeping of the monitor, the whites of the hospital walls and the harsh, antiseptic smell of the place. with bread squished in his mouth, he tiredly eyes your motionless figure on the bed before looking at the clock. he barely makes it out to be 4am, the sun of seoul already making its early rise as usual.

each morning, he’s had the opportunity to see the rays dance across your face, painting your features in such gentle light that he was certain it was elixir for a miracle. only this time, it seemed like his prayers were answered. your eyes flutter open and jaehyun is up in a second, sleepiness gone and legs awake again. his throat is hoarse from the lack of use as he shouts out doctor, doctor! and no one answers him in the wee hours of the morning that he gets impatient.

“fuck- shit, sorry,” bumping into a nurse, she asks him to articulate his blur of words, only getting the memo when he gestures with a thumb to you coming to your senses. she’s off in a second to retrieve the doctor who arrives a minute later with no time to waste and a skip in his step. even the doctor is happy for your recovery.

nothing compares to jaehyun though, who chews his pathetic breakfast through tears as question after question is directed to you. his heart is leaping for joy, going through each night of unanswered questions of whether you’ll be okay, whether you’ll still love him, whether you’ll push him away. jaehyun is shaking from emotion, accepting the nurses’ comfort with more choked up tears. you answer every question to the best of your ability, but all you can focus on is your lover at the far end of the room, stubbornly giving you space.

at once, all your dreams when you were unconscious made sense, where your soul had conjured up visions in desperation of jaehyun whispering to you of endless promises from an amusement part date to getting you that promise ring while letting him do the driving from now on. through your replies, you let out a laugh which the doctor picks up on, concluding the interrogation for now. with an awkward shuffle to everyone’s feet, you’re finally alone.

“hi.” is all jaehyun can say, suddenly at a loss for words now that the love of his life was awake, pupils blown wide and mouth muttering sentences. he walks over to you with cautious steps and a hovering palm. “you’re really awake, aren’t you?”

your eyes soften at his question, heart breaking just a little at how used he’s probably become to your unconscious state. your skin is cold to the touch, but that doesn’t deter jaehyun’s warm, full-of-life hand from making its home on your face with a bit of prompting from you. each night he’s met with silence, he’s met with the wheels of the blood pressure machine, but with each growth of your smile, your cheek fills up more and more of his hand as your warmth returns.

tighter and tighter you hold onto the back of his hand and wider and wider does your grin go, swimming in elation that you fail to notice tears brimming at the edge of your eyes. you pass it off as happy tears, leaking more as jaehyun leans down to bump his forehead with yours.

“you’re really back. oh my god,” jaehyun laughs, eyes crinkling into crescent moons. you can feel his hot breath on your lips and you’re begging with everything and nothing at the same time, a little weak in body but craving in spirit. the other knows you like the back of his hand and meets your lips softly, taking your fragility into account. you can feel salt on your lips, but can hardly care when his hand brushes away your hair gently, trembling against your skin in disbelief. his mouth moves on yours in a way that’s long overdue, and he can’t help but sob more that’s interrupted by your teasing smile and cooing voice.

“baby, breathe,” you mumble, pulling away from the kiss for him to mutter something incomprehensible. all you can think of now is to smother him with love, where your arms go around his broad shoulders and his go around your smaller ones, to soak up his tears with the cheap hospital gown and to sew up his heart that he cut open in hopes that it would make him feel something while you were gone.

jaehyun trained harder, criticised his singing more. well, the self-destructive cycle was gone now with you back again, cradling him so firmly and affectionately he’s convinced you were the one deprived of touch.

in a way, it’s true. with two lonely hearts reunited again, finally, jaehyun made sure to never break them up ever again.

[you-can-mork-me-in-your-heart]

Dates with NCT 127 aesthetics (fluff)

Taeil

- Cooking at home

- Wooden floors and granite counters

- Undercooked ramen and badly broken eggs

- Loud singing and laughter

- Interruptions by members

- Messy aprons and elbows

- Nicknames and bad jokes

- Cleaning and soft music

- TV shows you love

Johnny

- Bowling alleys

- Neon lights

- Crowds

- Loud music

- Arcades with broken machines

- Coins and stuffed toys

- Parties and drinking games

- Friends and introductions

- Flashing lights

Taeyong

- New cities

- Street food, unnamed stalls

- Sunlight and hats

- Blue and beige buildings

- Holding hands, running

- Boba at cafes

- GPS and languages

- Beaches and roads

- Radios and music

Jaehyun

- Restaurants on street corners

- Low lights, soft music

- Hand holding, dancing

- Candles and menus

- Sweet drinks and sour food

- Long dresses and thin bracelets

- Perfume and watches

- Foods you can't pronounce

- Whispers and humming

- Walks home, streetlights

Jungwoo

- Movies at home

- Grey blankets and buttered popcorn

- Terrible movies, quiet commentary

- Horror nights and pizzas

- Pillows and socks

- Fights on getting doorbells

- Sleeping through movies

- Cold weather, rainy days

- Ramen and plushies

Doyoung

- Picnics and baskets

- Sandwiches and cold vanilla muffins

- Early evenings and flowers in your hair

- Singing and slow music

- Sunsets and secrets

- Dreams and historical facts

- Videos to laugh at

- Grass on blue blankets

- Wind, rain and laughter

Yuta

- Hikes and monuments

- Cliffs and grass

- Photographs and hidden faces

- Seafood and noodles

- Quiet places

- Staircases and trees

- Soju and deep talks

- Stargazing, lying on grass

- Eye contact, hair ruffling

- Late walks home

Mark

- Malls and movie theaters

- Loud jokes and awkward silences

- Food courts and sharing

- Bros and dudes

- Stares and embarrassing moments

- Selfies

- Loud music on car rides

- Imitations and games

- Red tables and fast food

Haechan

- Laser tag and paint ball

- Winning and shouting

- Petty fights and arcade tickets

- Spicy food

- Soft drinks with ice, slushies

- Double dates and teams

- Competitiveness and fistbumps

- Matching t shirts and team names

[enseeteacrack]

Nct Mtl Likely To Be a Virgin

Most:

Jisung - Still puts up handcuffs when he is hit on even though he is a legal adult / Other than being uninterested, he’s too busy wrecking Chenle in Apex / Jaemin will make sure he is a virgin until the day he dies because that is his baby

Chenle - Can't find a significant other that isn't Park Jisung / Keeping Haechan away from Daegal is a full time job

Mark - Pure church boy, took a vow of celibacy and no matter how much Haechan teases him, he will not back down / Can not speak to females unless needed to and even then, he is redder than a tomato

YangYang - Flirts with everything that walks but only in the form of knock knock jokes / Says Ten has to be present on all first dates just incase they need to make a getaway

Haechan - Too busy being obsessed with making fun of Mark and no one will meet up to his standards: Moon Taeil / Is in a committed relationship with Daegal Zhong

Hendery - Games for 24 hours a day / Owns a time machine

Xiaojun - Too awkward, will panic like he did when Yuta spoke to him / Would rather die than embarrass himself so he won't even try

Sungchan - Being tall definitely gives him bonus points with the ladies BUT he cannot speak to women because he thinks that all women are dwarfs / Has only ever looked into one person's eyes: Johnny Suh

Jungwoo - Only needs cuddles to survive, cuddles are more important than sex will ever be to him / Also only needs one person in his life, Mark Lee

Lucas - 50/50 could be a virgin based on the fact that he WILLINGLY wanted to perform Chewing Gum and I think that says alot / Maybe not a virgin because he's over 5'11

Jaemin - His coffee addiction prohibits him from strenuous activities, all the adrenaline mixed with the caffeine could result in a heart attack or stroke / Also too busy making sure Jisung stays pure

Jeno - the dreamies have grown up , he’s got the muscles and the smile is ^‿^ / he’s definitely gotten offers but has probably refused because his nights are reserved playing cops and robbers with Lucas

Shotaro - Seems like a sweet softy now but you can't tell me that Tiktok Shotaro wasn't getting any, he's dances spoke his no virgin truths / Tiktok Shotaro is let into the frat, no questions asked

Renjun - When he's not busy looking for the maknae line or his will to live, he's a scholar and is low-key cool af and smart is sexy idc what your opinion is / Not a virgin

Taeyong - Duality is a killer, his sweet personality and sexy stage charisma definitely caught everyones attention / As a single mom of 23, how else would he relieve stress

WinWin - He's just so damn cute and lovable without doing A N Y T H I N G / Lived in the 127 dorm with the frat line / Knows a thing or two about the tie on the door / 85% not a virgin

Taeil - Too calm to not be getting any / And from what the members say, he has an amazing body so why not share it with someone / Dilf. Period.

Kun - Is practically a full grown ass man, What are you gonna say if he's not a virgin? / The slight chance that he isn't a virgin it'd be because hes a hardworking boy and is in the studio or is hanging out with Chenle

Doyoung - He knows he's hot and so does everyone else / Sings like he is divorced with kids so he has to have some experience / Turtlenecks, dont even have to explain, he's definitely getting laid / Frat accountant, smart is sexy

Johnny - Have you seen anything he's ever said to anybody? / Man is a walking horn dog, rightfully so, he's fine as fuck and he knows it / Vice President of the frat line

Ten - Everything he does is sexual, from dancing, to singing, even breathing / Hits on everything with a pulse and who are they to turn him down / Is never wearing a shirt, wanna know why? it's for easy access

Jaehyun - MANS HIMSELF SAID IF HE WASN'T AN IDOL HE WOULD BE A TEEN DAD / Secretary of State of the frat line

Yuta - Look me in the eyes and tell me this man isn't getting laid / We all know what his 2 hour secret time is, like come on / Plus he's a foreigner so there's nothing holding him back / Bonus points for the belly button piercing / Thrives in the frat boy lifestyle

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This is our first post hope you like it. Don't take anything to seriously its all just jokes and for fun. Feel free to leave requests or your own opinions :)

[moonctzeny]

love to hate me

request:  celebrity! jaehyun + enemies to lovers + “don’t you want to know how i feel?”

pairing: friends to enemies to lovers! jaehyun x female reader

genre: smut, angst, fluff... this fic has it all folks

word count:  7.514k

warnings: toxic behaviour, public sex, light restraining, jaehyun pulls a ‘white boy punching the wall’ at some point 

summary: “You and Jaehyun meet as SM trainees, developing a friendship until he debuts and you deicde to leave the company and pursue a solo career. When you reunite again in a music show and he acts like he barely knows you, you stubbornly begin a series of hate-brimmed sex rendez-vous. Your touch-and-go relationship continues on, until a song collaboration will force you both to deal with all your repressed feelings for each other”

a/n: this is the longest it has ever taken me to finish a fic.. I have a love-hate relationship with this (no pun intended XD). I hope whoever requested this likes it!

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Of-fucking-course you had to bump into him out of all people at the vending machine. All you wanted was a drink to refresh you before you got up on stage, and now you have to deal with Mr. Too Good For This World and his relentless teasing. His eyes, lit up by an amusement that was also evident in his smirk, stayed glued on your body, raking up and down at it for a second too long. Not that you didn’t like it.

“Stare much?”, you bark at him in hopes of snapping him out of his trance, and push through him to punch in the code of your favorite drink. But alas, he always had a comeback ready on the edge of his lips.

“You look ridiculous”, he states and you have to admit that your outfit, though fitting for the Halloween special of today’s music show, was way different than anything else he had ever seen you in. Reincarnated as Dorothy Gale for the night, your stylists had chosen a short, light blue checkered dress, with red stilettos that gave a sexy twist to the character’s ruby slippers. Hair neatly braided in two pigtails, decorated by ribbons and topped off by glittery pink makeup. The image of innocence. Jaehyun had to laugh.

“Says the man dressed up as Woody”

It was unfair, you admitted, how good he looked in that stupid outfit. His hair was gelled back, a few strands framing his handsome face strategically. The yellow shirt fitted him like a glove, its bright colour lighting him up as well. And those jeans, tight in all the right places, just melted over the muscles of his thighs. The ones that you’ve come undone on one too many times.

“So”, he lilts, giving you a once over before lowering both the volume and pitch of his voice, “want a ride?”

You scoff, sparing him an incredulous look, “on what horse, cowboy?”

He doesn’t reply, only points with his eyes to his crotch that is undeniably sporting a visible tent, and you gasp when you see the outline of his dick twitching under your stare.

“Jesus Christ, Jaehyun”, you mutter with a disgusted look on your face before picking up the almost forgotten beverage that the vending machine had barfed out for you. The boy mentioned, however, was unfazed.

“They don’t call me Woody for nothing”

Almost choking at the drink that was supposed to calm you down, you catch his eyes rolling at you through your third cough. Well, that ruins one of your favourite childhood movies. “Don’t pretend to be a prude. Now are we going to fuck before you get on stage of not?”

You can clearly remember the first time you met Jung Jaehyun alone. You always spotted him somewhere in the SM buildings, joking around with his future bandmates, barely ever without company. As a fellow vocal trainee, he introduced himself to you as Yoonoh, filling up the awkward silence while your vocal teacher prepared the music sheets for the both of you to rehearse.

You were thankful the two of you always got paired up together. Jaehyun was charming, easy to be around, funny. He was a model SM trainee with the otherworldly looks he possessed, almost impossible for anyone’s eyes not to follow him when he entered a room. Radiant porcelain skin, soft brown locks, and a dimpled smile that made your heart melt in seconds.

You can also clearly remember the first time you had the privilege of hearing him sing. Jaehyun had a beautiful baritone voice, one that contradicted his flower boy image but matched his manly personality perfectly. The four walls of the small practice room resonated with his sound, that was stable and smooth like honey. The lessons were challenging but Jaehyun made them bearable through spending time with him. Maybe it was your shared struggles, or how you were always tired and vulnerable when you saw him. Maybe it was those damned dimples, but your heart always beat faster when you were around him.

“Sometimes I get discouraged”, he confides in you in that same room, hours later, early into the morning now. The vocal lesson stretched on longer than expected, leaving you two sitting on the floor, sharing a cup of lemon-honey tea to soothe your vocal chords. You let your head rest to the leather couch behind you as you stare into his handsome features one by one. What time was it? Shouldn’t you be back at your dorms by now? It didn’t matter, this was one of those moments when time seems to stop and life seems unreal. When the only thing that you care about is the person standing next to you, and whatever it is they have to tell you.

 “I fear that I will never get to debut. There’s handsome guys all over the company. I just don’t know if my skills are enough.”  

You thought he was crazy for thinking that way, wanted to scream at him that he’s just perfect and more than enough for the company, or for anything in this world for that matter. But Jaehyun was reserved, the type to always mask his true feelings behind a smile and you were more than glad that he finally opened up to you, that he saw you as someone trustworthy. You didn’t want to dismiss his feelings, so you just pet his hair while you listened to his concerns.

 As you mindlessly gaze at the rainy weather outside, a couple of droplets following their own path down the froggy window remind you that time does run by. Even if every day seemed the same, following the same routine, going to the same classes over and over again.

Jaehyun had this sad look that contorted his pretty face and you hated it, reaching up to massage away the wrinkles between his eyebrows. You don’t know which godly creature made the hourglass of time freeze this moment, nor did you know why Jaehyun leaned forward to capture your lips into a kiss. Maybe it was his way of saying thank you for keeping your ears and heart open for him, for listening to him when he needed it most.

It felt so lovely while it lasted, two young people leaning on each other during an uncertainty that anchored them far away from their emotional shoreline. But life as a trainee isn’t a fairytale and falling in love can have serious ramifications. So you promise to each other that this will be a one time thing, and then you never speak of this night ever again.

Unsurprisingly enough, Jaehyun got to successfully debut, yet you didn’t have the same luck. The company had plans of focusing on their new boy group, thus postponing your debut for an uncertain amount of time. It was hard for you to decide to switch labels, to throw away the years of hope and dedication you had pinned on this company but the faith you placed on yourself was stronger.

It’s years later when you finally get to promote as a solo artist in a different company, and you are happy to say that the decision you made all those years ago was the right one. The exposure you got wasn’t the same as being in a Big 3 company, however leaving SM entertainment has its pros. Flexible schedule, less scrutiny, great creative freedom over your work. 

This wasn’t the first time you have come across your old trainee buddy. Jaehyun had multiple comebacks in a year, so it was only natural that his group’s and your promotions would sometimes overlap. You were only a rookie, and NCT turned out to become pretty popular, so of course the wins were always tied to their names.

The first time you walked past him in the hallways, dark makeup and professional styling making you both almost unrecognizable, you expected a wave, small talk, maybe some reminiscing of the old times. Instead, you got a cold stare or at best, an arrogant smirk coupled with a “Do better next time”. It was shocking to you how much Yoonoh, the boy with the shy smile and awkward social skills, would turn into such a stranger.

How you always ended up sneaking out with him to have a quickie in one of the ready rooms, was beyond you. He rushed you inside before checking both sides of the hallway, cautious to hide from any curious eyes. The coast was clear and Jaehyun doesn’t like to waste time, so he pins you against the door he just closed behind him, face dipped in your neck. You can feel his fingers dancing on the skin of your thighs, eager to explore what is hidden under your frilly skirt, and their delicacy in contrast to his feverish kisses sends a shiver down your spine.

One pretty whine from your lips, then two, three and you can feel Jaehyun smile deviously against your neck. The softness is too enticing for him to resist, so he nips at it skillfully, trying to get a reaction out of you. He recognizes that you have plenty of talent as a singer, yet the symphonies you sing out for him in those little sessions seem to be his favorite.

“Jaehyun, cut it out. I’m going on stage in like, 20 minutes”

“Turn me on then”

Wasn’t he the one that basically flashed you in the middle of the cafeteria for just existing? Isn’t it his hard on that digs against your lower stomach? The demand made you mad, and you wanted nothing more than to entice him with a nice blowjob, only to take a big, strong bite off that cock of his. But see, you had a full face of makeup on and your career is way more important than a fuckboy, so you’ll have to get creative.

Flipping him around so that he’s the one trapped between you and the door, you start to suck on his collarbones , then nibble at the tender flesh. He seems distracted enough by it so that you open the button of his jeans and fully remove his belt from their loops with no objections. Palming him over his boxers to keep him entranced, you manage to bring his wrists together, wrapping the leather around them, then lastly fastening them in place.

His eyes widen in shock when he realizes that he’s too late, wiggling his hands in a futile attempt to free himself. Your laugh is sadistic, making the hairs on his arms stand on edge and you gloat in the effect you have on him. 

Giving your palm a good lick, you form a ring with your fingers, wrapping them around the base of his member. He hisses and drops his head back, thudding loudly against the wall. His cock enlarges and reddens as you move your hand up and down, changing the pressure according to his reactions. Jaehyun isn’t one to express himself freely but there is not much he can do to stop the low moans leaving his lips. Not when you rub circles over his tip with the soft skin of your palm.

He looks so fucking good, all squirmy and desperate and trying to hold himself from saying ‘please’. You almost want to keep going, squeeze him more until he whines and begs to cum, and admire the white beads dripping from his slit and covering your hand. Almost.

You halt your movements with a last strong stroke, crossing your arms over your chest as you stare back at him. Jaehyun tentatively opens one eye to see why you have stopped, only to come across that bratty smile that he loves as much as he hates.

“You should have dressed up as a siren. Seducing people before they realize you are a man eating bitch”

“If you want someone to jerk you off you can go ask one of your little fangirls. I want to get fucked.”

“Let me go then. And you’ll wish you never did”

You scoff at his cockiness, nonchalantly freeing him from his constraints, and the way he immediately has a hold of your jaw reminds you of a predator eyeing its prey. His eyes have a crazy look in them, moving frantically over every part of your body like he can’t decide what to grab onto first. He decides on your hips, bending you over a table full of snacks and makeup tools and flyers of today’s schedule.

“You think it’s funny to tease me like that?”, he asks you with a peremptory voice that signifies you’d better shut up.

You hear shuffling behind you and assume it’s him slipping on a condom, so you make yourself more comfortable on the wooden surface. A hard slap on your ass jolts you alert.

“I asked you a fucking question”, Jaehyun presses brusquely and flips your skirt fully over your ass, pulling your panties down until they’re bunched up right over your knees.

“It’s fun”, you moan out, breathless both from the pleasure and the stinging feeling on your right cheek, “What are you gonna do about it?”

Was the room occupied by one of the artists that have already been on stage? Or will they barge in at any moment to find you bent over and pussy dripping for Jaehyun to finally dive inside you? He chuckled at the sight of you, eyes feasting off your naked body, your ass up just the way he likes it. Not so innocent anymore, huh?

He doesn’t reply to you, aligning himself against your slit and bottoming out in one go instead. Involuntarily, you let out a small screech, the sudden stretch catching you off guard.

“You better stay quiet, siren. Or maybe you would like it if people found us like this? Saw how good you take my cock whenever I ask”

You wanted to bite back at him, but the only sound you could make was a guttural moan. It was embarrassingly loud, and you fall forward to bite your fist and force yourself to shut up. It was effective, yet Jaehyun had other plans for you, pulling your pigtails towards him in a strong grip that has you against his chest in seconds.

“Nuh, uh, uh, siren”, he hums in your ear, his panting making his voice sound huskier and smokier than ever, “How about trying to stay quiet by using your willpower alone? That way it’s more- how did you call it? Fun.” 

He slows down his pace momentarily, as if he’s giving you time to answer him. But the moment you open your mouth to talk back at him, he thrusts particularly hard inside you, forcing a whimper out of your lips.

“Fuck you, Jaehyun”

“As you wish”

Jaehyun was conceited and cocky and a dick, but he was also a good fuck. He kept at it with what seemed like all the energy in the world, fucking you against that table until you came all over him, and your legs gave out. It ended how it always did, with him moaning how fucking sexy you look and how much he hates you, and you swallowing your pride as you swallow his cum. You’d tell each other to fuck off and never bother the other again, until you meet up at the next comeback, to do this shit all over again.

And that’s how things would stay if it wasn’t for that goddamn phone call from your manager.

“...so we thought what better way to promote your new song by recording a duet with NCT’s Jaehyun?”

No, no, no this can’t be happening. No way. Anyone but him.

“Are you sure this is the only way we can promote me? Can’t I just go to variety programs like every other idol out there?”

“y/n, duets by different group members are one of the most efficient methods of promoting there is! And with NCT’s latest song topping the charts this will be a great opportunity for you. Taemin and Sunmi did it. Suzy and Baekhyun, Chanyeol and Punch-“

“Alright, okay, I get it”

“Besides, since you used to be an SM trainee they specifically asked for you. The directors made some pretty big compliments on your work”

Isn’t it a little too late now? Not like they didn’t have the chance to debut you, right? That being said, there isn’t much to oppose to decline SM’s offer; your manager is right and you know it. Saying no to Lee Sooman and giving up a popularity push like that is basically career suicide. Nor could you let your manager know about your and Jaehyun’s little adventures, minutes before you have to go on stage.

“Just send me the schedule. I don’t have to record with him, right?”

“Oh no, they’ll record his part first and then they’ll send it to us. But there will be a music video of course”

Oh for fuck’s sake.

There was this little monster of worriedness that was screaming inside your head, refusing to shut up. This collaboration isn’t going to be easy, but you didn’t want to let Jaehyun’s pettiness get in the way of your career. Fumbling with your phone in your hands, you kept removing and reinserting its case compulsively, over and over again, until you mustered the courage to take matters into your own hands.You knew his number was buried somewhere in your contacts.

you [16:35]: hey it’s me, y/n

Jung Yoonoh [16:50]: y/n who??

you [16:55]: y/n y/l/n? the girl whose guts you were inside in last week? we have a song coming up 😒

Jung Yoonoh [16:57]: oh y/n right

Jung Yoonoh [16:58]: thought you’d have deleted my number

Well you sure have deleted mine, you murmur with your blood boiling, regretting reaching out to him in the first place. 

you [16:59]: i always hoard peoples contacts

you [17:00]: old habits die hard i guess

Jung Yoonoh [17:00]: like the habit of me being inside your guts?

You gasp out after reading his last message, hands awkwardly juggling your phone until you’ve forced yourself to calm down. After waiting for a while, until your face has reached its previous temperature, you feel focused again, and type out your original intentions for this conversation.

you [17:05]: this isn’t what i texted you about.

you [17:07]: we have this project coming up and while I know we aren’t exactly on the best terms, this comeback is very important for me

you [17:08]: and i don’t want to fuck it up

Jung Yoonoh [17:10]: kitty cat, relax. maybe this is a brand new word for you but i know what professionalism is

you [17:10]: don’t you ever and i mean ever call me that again

you [17:11]: glad to see we are on the same page

You didn’t expect a message back, nor did you get one. All you could do from now on, was pray that the promotions would go smoothly and Jaehyun wouldn’t do anything stupid that would jeopardize your collaboration.

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And the day you dreaded finally came. The first day of filming for the music video. 

You had already finished recording the song, a bittersweet balad about two lovers who lost their way, only for their paths to cross again. When you listened to the demo for the first time, it only took three notes from Jaehyun’s pre-recorded verse to spread goosebumps on your skin. His voice was deeper and even more developed than you remember. Long forgotten memories, shoved deep inside your brain so as not to leave a bitter aftertaste in your mouth, came flooding up again. But things have changed since then.

The sky was crying rain and lightning, fitting to the storm inside your head. Normally you'd be excited to film a music video, bubbling with energy and unable to contain a smile. Today, all you could do was let your teeth abuse the cuticles of your left thumb, until little drops of blood ruined the fresh manicure you got for the shoot. 

Following your manager inside the studio, you take a quick glance at all the props the creative directors have prepared. They were very intricate, filled with all different types of flowers everywhere. Some of the fake rooms looked like classrooms, two others were decorated like teenage bedrooms. It was a lot more than you have anticipated.

“The song will be part of a drama OST, that’s why the budget is higher than usual”, your manager tells you as if he was reading your mind. 

He leads you to the changing room, where you try on different outfits your stylist has chosen for you, while simultaneously being briefed on the concept of the music video. It’s kinda cheesy and cute, with you and Jaehyun posing as high-school students falling in love. Certain scenes of the drama, whose plot matches the music video’s, will intercept in between.

You’re seated on the makeup chair, sunk in the uneasiness caused by your co-star. Jaehyun had arrived a few minutes after you, his bare face more handsome than you’ve ever looked in your most glamorous state and you can’t help but stare at him. He is all polite smiles and bows to the staff, and even gives you a formal greeting. 

You’re not sure why you just can’t bring yourself to stop your legs from shaking as the makeup artist patiently tries to apply a rosy blush on your cheekbones. It’s like you’re scared that everyone will see right through the both of you, somehow enter your brain and find out that you’re replaying your last encounter with Jaehyun in the music show’s waiting room in your head. As you try to read through his expression, to see if he’s nearly as nervous as you are, you defeatedly can’t decode what’s going on inside his head. Not like you ever could.

You glance at both you and Jaehyun through the mirror, admiring the youthful makeup. Blushy cheeks and innocent eyes of two teenagers in love, masking the raw lust between two nemesi. It couldn’t stray any further from the truth.

A staff member leads both you and Jaehyun (who is refusing to spare even one look your way) back to the main set. The director is passionately explaining what he wants to see from you in your first scene, but you can barely focus with Jaehyun’s eyes burning holes through your school girl outfit. You block him out and walk inside the ‘classroom’, spotting the cameras and sitting on your designated seat, while you wait for your signal to start.

Of course, you had acted before. Yes, you had expected for the director to ask you for some more intimate moments with your co-star. But when Jaehyun passed you a “love note” from the desk in front of you, looking all blushy and shy and with his dimples showing, you felt that the role of crushing schoolgirl became a little too easy for you to act out. 

And maybe, just maybe he was feeling the same way too. He looked pretty flustered when he saw you dancing across class, shifting restlessly in his seat when you bent forward to tie your shoelaces. Whether you did it on purpose or not, was a question your ego didn’t allow you to answer truthfully.

Most of the individual shots would be handled at a different shoot, so all you had to do was get over this one day with him. That’s what you repeated yourself over and over again. And you did pretty well, smiling charmingly at the camera, with the director praising you for your “innocent look”. You didn’t miss the scoff slipping from Jaehyun’s lips but you were good at ignoring it, focusing on getting through the different scenes in one-shot. 

You were currently leaning your body against the wall, playing with your hair while Jaehyun glances down at you, like a boy that is ready to confess to his first love. 

“y/n, I need you to give me something more shy, more bashful”, the director yells eagerly, but you can barely hear him, too focused on regulating your breathing. The look your co-star is giving you right now might seem loving and pure to the staff, but you know all too well the motives hidden behind his facade. It’s the calm before the storm, the silence he purposefully keeps to make you squirm, right before he whispers the most sinful propositions in your ears. 

Reading him like an open book, you stand still as he leans closer, just enough so that no one besides you get to hear his words.

“Come on y/n, can’t you act bashful? Or is it impossible for you to get embarrassed after getting fucked against the window of a TV station’s building?”

Clearing your throat, you’re suddenly hyper aware of every single sound and movement in the room. Suffocating, even in the light clothes you were wearing, and desperately trying to mute out his words that bring you back to the day he was repenting.

“When you were pressed up against that glass, moaning my name, all exposed for anyone that simply looked up to see, you weren’t too shy, were you?”

You raise your palm to wipe a bead of sweat that has collected on your temple, and breathe deeply through your nose, as if a good pump of oxygen would cool off the sudden heat between your legs. 

“Shut up Jaehyun”, you simply hiss through your front teeth, but he isn’t done yet.

“You know I can’t hold myself when I see you in skirts. So pretty. And you love to tease me in them too, I’ve noticed. Flashing me again and again until you get to suckle on my dick”

You were sure his voice was barely louder than a whisper, but the thought of anyone accidentally prying into your conversation had your whole body raising in temperature. The heat didn’t take long to reach your cheeks and you couldn’t remember the last time your legs felt like jelly, as they do now.

“Perfect y/n, that’s exactly what I’m looking for!”

You blinked back at Jaehyun a couple times, your mind trying to process that the director is cheering you on instead of scolding you to focus. The trembling hands, the fast-paced heartbeat, your big doe eyes. Though involuntarily, you had nailed the scene.

“You’re welcome”, Jaehyun mouths at you just as the staff announces a break. He scurries off to his dressing room without a word, as if he hadn’t just spewed his dirtiest of thoughts on set. It was almost as if he was daring you to follow him, but it’s not like he had left you a choice. You were fuming.

“Jaehyun”, you called out to him strictly but he didn’t acknowledge you, only walked further inside the small room with his name written neatly on the door. He was removing some of the heavier jewellery, rubbing the red lines they had left on his neck and wrist, momentarily catching your eyes on the mirror's reflection. They were misty, unreadable, and with how unpredictable you knew he could be, you decided to close the door behind you.

“Closing the door?”, he muses and in just a few long strides he has managed to trap you between his body and the wooden surface. It is reminiscent of your last meeting at the music show, and the memory of you tying him up doesn’t help with the organizing of your thoughts. “What are you planning on doing to me in here?”

You point one finger against his chest, not enough to create any real distance between you, but it comforts you nonetheless.

“What the fuck was that out there? What happened to professionalism?”

“Relax, kitty cat. I was just helping you act better”. His eyes stayed glued on your hips, once again making you all wound up and jumpy under his stare, “And it worked. You should be thanking me”

“I. Told. You.”, you started, tapping your finger on his sternum to emphasize each word, “Never call me that again. Today’s already hard as it is, why do you have to make it harder?”

He takes one more step towards you, his chest now touching yours and your hand that separated you lands involuntarily on his right peck. As if his presence wasn’t overwhelming enough, you feel a hardness pressing against your thigh, and for a moment you worry he can feel how wet you really are under your skirt. His voice is a low, a deep rumble.

“I don’t know. Why do you have to make everything so hard?”

“You are unbelievable”, you scowl at him and free yourself from his trap. You turn to the big mirror to avoid looking at him anymore, and you come to the embarrassing realization of how fucked out you look right now. You had to get out of there as soon as possible, before you do anything stupid and lose any trace of self control left in you. But not before you gave Jaehyun an earful.

“What I meant was that I am out there, being paid to be all lovey-dovey with you. This is not something easy for me you know. It’s basically prostitution.”

You catch Jaehyun’s eyes in his reflection, and for a fleeting moment they turn a colour that you hadn’t seen them in for a long time. Hurt? Disappointment? Whatever it was, it was gone in a second, replaced by that smile that made him both irresistibly smackable and fuckable at the same time.

“Did it cross your tiny brain that maybe someone could hear you? Staff leaks information all the time! If they found out we were fucking…”

“Were? Past tense?”

“Are. Will be. Whatever.” You sigh, defeated, hiding your eyes with your palms as you face him once again. “Like I said, this is important to me. So no more dirty talk on set. Okay?”

Jaehyun avoided your glance, from embarrassment or uninterest maybe. “Okay”

You continue to sit there silently, but your head is so occupied with a million thoughts that you don’t notice. How you will get through the rest of the shooting, whether your manager is looking for you or not, the coldness of the glass Jaehyun had pressed you against that day. The only thing that snapped you out of it, was him suddenly taking off his shirt.

“What are you doing?”, you ask panicking, but you can’t dismiss the pool of excitement in your belly.

“We have a wardrobe change after the break, remember? And since you refuse to leave my changing room..”

You clear your throat, trying your hardest to rip your eyes away from his abdomen, that you’ve so keenly marked with love bites before. His naked skin must have monopolized your attention way more than you realized, as you can’t remember when he slithered his way closer to you, towering over your height.

“Stare much?”, he almost growls, arousal dripping from his voice.

Every fiber of your being wanted to lurch forward, glide your fingers through his hair and start nibbling at those pretty lips of his. The sexual tension, amplified by the argument you just had, was filling the room like a thick liquid would fill a cup. One more drop, one more second of his staring and it would overflow. It felt so real, that you could feel that drop landing on your forehead. Then another one on your cheek, and that’s when you realized that what you felt was real.

“What the-?”, Jaehyun mumbles as he stares up at the ceiling, a big wet spot staining it and allowing the water drops to slowly wet his styled locks. As you start to put two and two together, someone knocks loudly on the door, making you both jump one feet away from the other.

“Get undressed”, a high-pitched male voice that you recognize as Jaehyun’s manager calls through the door, “the rain is ruining the set. It’s a wrap for today”

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A soft touch on your lower back, an even softer breath making your ears tingle. A tentative kiss on your neck that’s full of purpose and makes you shiver.

And then another touch, this time more south on your body. Fingertips grazing over your sensitive clit. Easily moving through your wetness and finally dipping inside of you. That baritone voice.

“This pussy is mine, isn’t it, kitty cat?”

You look up to meet the face of the familiar voice, only to meet Jaehyun’s baby brown eyes. The pleasure was enough to make you ignore the despised nickname, flowing intensely through your body. You let out a desperate moan, gripping his arms to keep your balance. His fingers are now dragging through your walls and you clench around them instinctively, confused but enamored by his touch. You are falling apart.

“Jaehyun? What are you doing?”

“I want to make love to you”

“Love? But you hate me”

He plants another kiss on the slope of your neck, his hands picking up in pace and making you feel like you’re floating on air.

“Love. Hate. Is there really any difference when I’m here, ready to please you? Willing to make you feel things you have never felt before?”

“You already do”, you admit, only seconds away from your orgasm. The bliss is so close you can almost taste it, but for now you choose to taste his lips. They are so soft and warm that you realize you haven’t kissed Jaehyun since that night at the practice room. How you miss him. Not the group visual, not the idol, not even Jaehyun. Yoonoh.

“Yoonoh”, you moan out against his lips as the pleasure overtakes you, a low buzz humming in your ears, “mmm yes, Yoonoh”

“Who the fuck is Yoonoh?”

You finally wake up, your manager shaking you awake being the first thing you see. The sun’s morning rays are peeking through your blinds, warming your skin in lines. Your phone’s ignored alarm clock is still buzzing on top of your nightstand.

“No one. I’m awake, thanks”

Fuck. That makes it what? The fourth night in a row you dreamt about him?

“Get, up. Quickly. We’re late”

You groaned at the banging of your head that was caused by you getting up so fast. It was early into the morning, as you had to get ready for the mv’s second shooting day. The heavy rainfall wouldn’t allow for the filming to continue for another week, yet aided your growing anxiety of having to encounter Yoon- Jaehyun again. 

You felt a little stupid, like a kid that goes to middle school for the first time, anxious but full of butterflies in your stomach in the thought of seeing him again. You weren’t sure who the anger, that came with the inability to control the fresh feelings bubbling from your dream, should be directed at. Your manager for booking you this job? Jaehyun for making it his goal to have you dripping wet on set? You, for letting it all affect you so much?

You decide on the former, giving your poor manager the cold shower for forcing you to deal with the problems you’ve caused yourself. Checking your phone, you realise that you are, indeed, late, and wonder how quick you’re going to have to make your morning shower.

“Is Jaehyun and his team there already?”, you ask your manager as nonchalantly as you could, feigning mildly interested in his answer.

“Oh, they didn’t tell you? The other team asked for the shootings to continue separately”. You felt your stomach drop all the way down to your condo’s basement. And the icing on the cake: “Jung Jaehyun’s request”

Maybe your manager wasn’t as clueless to your electricity, or maybe it was your sudden impulse to pluck every loose thread of the pyjama top you were wearing that made him sense the discomfort following what he’d just said. He plops next to you on your bed, boards creaking in the silent room and you feel his rough hands patting you on the back.

“I’m sure he had an overlap in schedules and needed a break, nothing to do with you”

But you knew better, and you knew your palms wouldn’t stop itching unless you picked up your fucking phone and sent him a message. 

you [06:30]: i heard you can’t make it to set today. everything ok?

You wish you never did. The radio silence from his number was way worse than any insult, any form of teasing he could give you on set. You even tried calling him, desperate for an answer, a closure even. Maybe he was busy. Maybe the shooting took longer than expected. Maybe he wasn’t avoiding you; one of his managers uploaded his latest story on his instagram, not him. Maybe at the end of the week he would get back to you.

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Going to his dorm unannounced was not a good idea. Waiting for someone to open the door for you, you hope his members will recognise you from your trainee days, or those rare nights Jaehyun sneaked you in when you were both lonely and in need of a… well, whatever you two were.

You’re starting to worry that whoever saw you from the peephole thought you were a sasaeng and called security, when Mark opens the door. His eyes are wide open behind his glasses, clearly not expecting you and immediately yelling for his ‘Jaehyun hyung’.

Soon, the called male arrives at the apartment’s entrance, annoyed for being interrupted from whatever it was he was doing. “What is it, me and Jungwoo are watching the season fina-“

As if Mark suddenly turned invisible, Jaehyun walks right past him, grabbing you by the wrist and dragging you to his room without another word.

Jungwoo, engrossed with the aforementioned show’s season finale on his computer screen, tries to cover up his naked torso in panic when he notices you. 

“Get out.”, Jaehyun orders him, and the younger man knows that his tone is not one to be argued with. It triggers the cold sweat that makes your clothes stick closer to your skin and forces your heartbeat to quicken, pumping blood all over your body. The door closes, leaving you both alone with only the sound of Jungwoo’s laptop still playing in the background. A lighthearted scene that is too oxymoronic against the tension that is just palpable at this point. What the hell were you thinking coming here?

“What the hell were you thinking coming here?”, Jaehyun speaks your thoughts out loud, and you wince at how empty your head is with excuses.

“Are you ignoring me?”

“What?”, he asks dumbly, hoping you would avoid asking again.

“Was it that hard to text me back? Am I such a waste of your time?”

Jaehyun seems angry at your confrontation, his bad mood escalating with every word that is leaving your mouth. He still avoids to look at you, toying with some plushies and decorations next to his bedpost. You realize you never had time to really notice them, barely recognizing them. You always entered the room blindly, pressed up against Jaehyun’s body and with his lips all over your neck, then left as soon as the sex was over. His apathy was infuriating.

One by one, you start to remove all of your outerwear, dropping your clothes on the floor until you’re left in only your bra and jeans. Jaehyun stares at you incredulously, then at the pile of clothes on the floor, unable to make out the reasoning behind your impromptu stripping.

“What are you doing?”

“Getting naked. Seems to be the only time you can actually pay attention to me.”

You reach for the buttons of your jeans, only able to unzip it halfway before Jaehyun has you pinned against the wall behind you, his fingers cool and pressing lightly against your neck.

“I-I fucking hate you!”, he cries, punching the surface to release some of the steam, and lets go of the hold on your neck almost completely. How tempted he is, to just fuck your right against that wall, pour out his anger by pouring out his cum inside you, then ignore each other like you always do.

It’s the easy thing to do, keeping the toxic circle going. All barking and fucking and no real problem gets resolved in the end. He wouldn’t even call a cab for you, preferring to be hated for something he wasn’t than to be rejected for showing the real him. You would still have no idea about his feelings towards you, going around saying how awful he was while asking for a round two. But Jaehyun was tired.

“Can’t you tell that I am trying to distance myself from you?”, he sighs and it’s the first time you’ve ever heard him sound so emotionally exhausted.

“Why do you dislike me so much? We used to be friends and then one day you-“

“Friends? Just friends?”, he interrupts you with a chuckle and a sarcastic puff through his nose, and you shake your head.

“If you also think that what we had was more special than a common friendship then why act like you don’t know me?”

“You were the one who wanted to ‘forget about anything happening and never telling a soul about it’, remember?”

“I thought we came to a mutual agreement! I was just trying to save our careers and it worked Jaehyun, you got to debut and I-“

“And you just threw away everything we had like it was the easiest thing to do! Do you ever want to know how I feel, y/n? First you want nothing to do with me, left the company without even saying goodbye. Then I try to forget about you, become an asshole to keep you out of my life and suddenly you want to jump my bones. One day you just play blind to everything, asking for professionalism and now I’m the one ignoring you? What the fuck do you want? A fuck buddy? A professional? A friend?”

“I want you, Yoonoh. Fuck, I just want you”

You’re not sure which one of you initiates the kiss. His lips are as plump and kissed as hard as you recalled, a couple of tears staining your cheeks that you didn’t realize you were holding back. It felt so right, the way his head pushed and pulled away from yours, always inviting you back to him. One hand was situated over the dimples of your waist, the other lost between your hair, untangling it gently. You decided to lay yours over his heart, feeling its tempo and calming yourself down.

You kiss for what seems like an eternity, so drunk in bliss that you can’t remember how you made it through life without Jaehyun’s taste all over your tongue. When he pulls away from your lips, you almost whine, but his fingertips dabbing at the soft skin of your cheeks feel just as comforting.

“I don’t want us to be like this anymore”, you whisper to him and he nods encouragingly, holding you even closer. “I’m sorry for not reaching out to you all these years ago, I just thought ‘What would a brand new idol want to do with a failed trainee like me’-“

Jaehyun brings your fingers to his lips, kissing all your knuckles one by one and you think you’re gonna burst at the seams. “You weren’t a failure, you were the best thing to happen to me back then”. His voice is so sincere that you don’t dare question the veracity of what he’s saying and you let him continue. “When I saw you again I was so bitter, I decided to turn off my feelings. I think I get too comfortable in that role. I put it on for me, my members, my fans even”, he stops then, laughing sadly, “it’s how I finally got you”

It was your turn to open up his eyes to the truth, holding his face between your hands and admiring its beauty. 

“That’s not true. I kept staying because I knew what was hidden behind all that armor. I guess, the sex was the only way to get closer to you”

“Not because I’m good?”, he jokes, wiggling his eyebrows and you can feel his dimples forming under your fingers.

“Eh, you’re pretty good too”

He starts pecking your neck, his smile obvious in his kisses and you squeal when he lifts you to his bed. Bouncing on the hard mattress, you let him lay his body weight over yours as he gives you a million traces of his love. 

“So, I’m guessing this means we start over?”, he asks reluctantly as he emerges from your half naked body and you hold back from cooing at him.

“I thought you loved to hate me?”

“I think I hate it, but I love you”