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Poison In My Mind (M)

pairing. snake hybrid jaemin x female bunny hybrid reader

genre. hybrid AU, dubcon/noncon elements(don’t read if that makes you uncomfortable. thanks.), hybrid physician/gynecology specialist jaemin, explicit smut, M/F, one shot

warnings. profanity, medical terminology and malpractice, hybrid terminology, infertility discussion, snake venom use(comparable to hallucinogenics/aphrodisiacs), manipulation, smut warnings under cut. minors DNI.

wc. 9k+

now playing. poison//nct dream

smut warnings. body examination, wrongful dilator use, forced hybrid heat, mind break, fingering, vaginal oral, rimming, double penetration, slick, squirting, breeding, unprotected sex, rough sex, etc

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“There’s a small problem, nothing to panic over. But Doctor Jack’s wife has gone into labor. He will not be able to treat you today.”

“B-but! Dr. Jack has been handling my special situation from the beginning! I can’t go through this without him.”

The sheep hybrid nurse sighs, fiddling with her white curled locks. “Listen, I know it seems scary but Dr. Na is very skilled with bunny’s! He’s studied your breed during all of his time at one of the top Hybrid schools in all of the country!” 

“Dr. Na?? What? I’ve never met him before.” You fret, glancing around the office in a panic.

“He is a very close colleague of Dr. Jack’s, in fact they studied together! You see, it’s been a hectic week here at the facility and Doctor had to pull some strings to find this last minute coverage. That’s how much he cares about you as a patient!” She smiles much too large, nodding frantically. “Dr. Jack asked me to warn you ahead of time, due to Dr. Na’s subgender..”

“What? Why? Is he not a Hare? Why would Dr. Jack recommend a hybrid different from my own breed?!”

“Now now honey, he is a professional. Before hybrids, we are professionals. Look at me! I’m half sheep and you have no complaints.” She sasses, propping a hand on her hip. “Dr. Na is a lovely man, he’s a hit every time he covers for Dr. Jack!”

“What is he??” You frown, growing annoyed with how evasive she’s being.

Folding her hands over her stomach, her nose twitches. “King Cobra I believe is what he’s said before—“

“WHAT?! A SNAKE!” Getting up from the chair you’d been patiently waiting on, you reach for your overnight bag. “Absolutely not! Not even a prey breed! But a Goddamn snake!”

“Calm down!” She barks, pushing your shoulders to sit back down. “You know how hard Dr. Jack worked to squeeze an appointment in for you! Don’t be so ungrateful, he can’t control when his wife’s water breaks!”

“I can’t have a snake examining me! He’ll try to eat me!” You shout. Dragging your fingers roughly down your fluffed ears. “I—I refuse!”

“Dr. Jack has no open availability for the next 6 months. If you skip the appointment then we’ll have to keep you on fertility medication.”

“But it’s—it’s making me sick, I vomit every time I try to eat. And I feel nauseous all day, there’s nothing else I can try?” You plead, desperate to get out of this office.

“I can’t prescribe anything, only Dr. Na can.. after examining you. Now, I know you haven’t experienced a first heat yet, and at your age this is a highly unusual occurrence. Dr. Jack has never seen a case as severe as yours..” she laments, frowning to one side. “Trust me when I say that Dr. Na is an amazing man, and he’d never risk his license to eat a damn bunny hybrid.”

Tears well up in your eyes, slumping into the office chair you’ve spent many hours in before sharing your fears and worries.

What if you never find a mate? What if you’re not able to produce a kit? No Buck hybrid would ever see you as worthy of pairing with if you can’t even birth him one child, let alone multiple..

“He won’t hurt you, Dr. Na is nothing but a professional.” She rubs your shoulder. “He’s been waiting too long now.. your attitude is dragging this day on more than necessary.”

“Okay, I.. I’ll see him.”

“There there bunny, you should be proud of yourself.” Passing you a gown to change into, she nods. “Predator prejudice is such a dated mindset. I’m surprised someone in their 20s still behaves this way.”

Pft, you glare at her. Snatching the gown from her and blowing your ears away from your face. “I’ll send the Doctor in now, remember to be a nice bunny. You can put that on after the Doctor’s gone over your chart.”

Bowing out, she turns and leaves the room. The walls feel closer in the second she leaves. It had already taken you years to accept a Buck hybrid for a physician, but searching high and low for a Doe in your area had led you down empty roads. The chances of finding a female rabbit hybrid within a 50 mile radius of you seemed more impossible than finding a needle in a haystack.

And so you met with Dr. Jack when you were of age to begin experiencing your first heat. When the time never came, your mother encouraged you to seek help. Drilling into your head how important it is that you find a mate one day to grow old with, and that no respectable Buck would be interested in a barren host.

After postponing the use of medication for the past few years, you finally caved, at your wits end. The infertility meds hadn’t agreed with you, and landing this appointment had already taken months as is. None of the therapy sessions, heat inducing medication, diet changes, lifestyle changes, even the use of various tools for masturbation.. none had made a difference. Now you sit here in Dr. Jack’s office once again, hopeful and fearing.

A snake hybrid, a king cobra of all types. What in the world could Dr. Jack be thinking to associate with the likes of a ruthless predator of that caliber?! And why, why would he allow him to assist one of his most difficult patients!

The door creaks as it slowly moves open and a shiny pair of leather loafers step foot inside. The scent of him travels fast, smokey and herby, carrying traces of sage and bergamot. It’s the scent of a predator, lacking any softness, nothing similar to Dr. Jack’s warm cotton and dewy flower field aroma. 

Without lifting your head to look at him, you watch as his legs walk past you rounding the desk in front of you. The slacks he wears have not a wrinkle in sight, lined and ironed to a crisp. His lab coat cinches at his trim waist, widening up his broad upper back and shoulders, and his hair.. his full thick head of hair hides any indication of scales, tapering off into his collared shirt. From the back he seems almost.. harmless, attractive even. Exactly as a predator would love to be perceived by a prey..

Blinking, you watch from underneath your eyelashes as he sits in Dr. Jack’s chair, smiling tight-lipped to not show his teeth. He’s trying to not scare you, opening his large glossy eyes wide and full to appear less intimidating. 

“It’s so lovely to meet you! Thank you for allowing me to conduct your visit with us today.” He continues to softly smile. Gathering the folder set out for him, he begins to dive into your personal information.

“You don’t work here..” you grumble. Tugging the end of one of your ears into your mouth to suck on. An anxious habit, no matter how embarrassing it is to do at your age. The equivalent of a human sucking on their thumb, really.

“I often cover for Dr. Jack.” He corrects you, eyebrows furrowing as he reads over your file. “Would rather hear from you than read over all of this medical terminology. So, what seems to be the problem with the fertility medication you’ve been prescribed?”

“Can’t you just read my file?” You mumble, looking away. The tip of your ear now covered with drool, matting your fur down. “Dr. Jack had me log my symptoms everyday in the hybrid app portal.”

“Ah, I see I see.” Shoving his glasses up the bridge of his nose. He turns toward the computer perched on the corner of the desk. Logging in and filling out your information to pull up your logs. “Throwing up, lack of sNap, nausea. Hmm.”

“I can’t take these pills anymore, they make me feel awful.” Alternating to your other ear, you suck at your fur more aggressively. Growing more exhausted by the second of his strong scent that sets off your fight or flight instinct. Filling your mind with urgency to leave, get yourself as far away as possible from danger.

“There is really no need for you to be so nervous.” He speaks softly without tearing his eyes away from the computer screen. Dark snake eyes obviously hidden under a pair of gray contacts to soften his appearance.

“Do you always hide your scales?” You brazenly ask. Noticing how well his button up sits against his throat leaving none of the sides or back of his neck visible. And the gloves he wears.. white gloves, obviously to conceal whatever scales may cover his hand.

Dr. Na’s cheek dimples with a smile, continuing to keep his lips sealed shut. He turns to look at you, folding his hands beneath his chin. “No. Nurse Chops was gracious enough to warn me of your concerns before I entered. I figured I could ease your anxiety if I covered up a bit.”

“W-why would you want to work with prey hybrids? Aren’t you worried that you’ll—“

“I was raised by preys, a pack of Rabbit hybrids in fact. Have never attacked or hunted any type of prey. You know, your environment really does alter the outcome of your beliefs and mindset. I’ve always wanted to help the preys, learn to coexist.” He informs you. Slowly opening his mouth up wider to reveal his set of fangs. Sharp and long, pearly white as if they’ve never been tainted with blood.

Rabbit?? How could deer possibly take in a King Cobra..

“My mother and father were hunted, human hunters from what I was told. I had been tucked away in my nest when the Rabbit hybrids stumbled upon me..” picking up on your apprehension he continues to overshare. “Perhaps if you know more about me, this will feel easier. We have a lot of tests to run today.”

“You studied prey to help us?” You question wearily, releasing your ear from your mouth. 

“To help all of us. Our kinds, hybrids, we’re constantly being exploited, hunted, killed. For the better of all of our breeds, we need to help each other.” He firmly nods, smiling with teeth. His contacts shift as he blinks, peaks of yellow iris appearing behind his glasses. His gloved hands rest on the desk, and broad shoulders stand pronounced even while sat down.

The realization that minutes have passed without being attacked begins to settle. You sit up, smoothing down your ears, reaching for the gown on your lap to clutch at. “How can you help me? What do you know about bunny infertility?”

Dr. Na’s gaze drags down your body for a flash of a second. Returning to your petrified face. “I have quite a bit of experience with rabbit and bunny hybrids. Men and women in fact, some may say your breed is my specialty.” 

Saliva drips from his teeth, sealing his mouth shut with a smile. He discreetly swallows, stealing another look at your crossed ankles. Your small hands trembling and pinching the hospital gown material in your lap. 

Of all the Doe’s he’s ever encountered, you sure are the prettiest. His tongue only salivates more as his gaze returns to your face, your pouty lips and button nose. Fluffy ears flattened against your head as you appear deep in thought.

“What do you think then Doctor? Am I a hopeless cause?” You ask in a whiny tone. Bottom lip jutting out so sadly. He has to grip his legs together to stop a rush of blood from reaching the area between his thighs too fast. You seemed much more difficult at first, a challenge, he can’t stand a challenge.

“Not at all, bunny.” He smiles again. His sharp teeth even seem less frightening beneath his sparkling eyes and overall handsome features. “From what I have read here, Dr. Jack has instructed me to thoroughly examine you today.”

“Should I change now, Dr. Na?” You ask quietly, lifting the gown to your chest. 

“Call me Jaemin, if that’s okay with you bunny. We’re going to be working very closely today, I want you to feel as comfortable with me as you can.” Adjusting his glasses, he stands up and moves around the desk. Sitting perched on the edge with his legs crossing at his ankles in front of you. “Why don’t you go behind that curtain there and get changed, we’ll get you set up on the examination chair.”

Nerves continue to skyrocket through your body even after shutting the curtain. The last view of Dr. Na.. or Jaemin as he informed you, left you gasping for air. His broad frame turned away from you, his back muscles shifting and flexing under his shirt as he removed his lab coat. 

Dr. Jack’s office always maintained a cool temperature, too cold at times even. Keeping his private sectors of work space and examination room connected added to the extra high co-pays his clinic charges. The vials, test tubes, and various medications organized in the room required light and cool temperatures. He explained once as you shivered on the examination table, eyes jumping around the room nervously.

“Knock knock?” Dr. Na calls from the other side of the drape. His expensive leather shoes tapping against the linoleum floor. 

“Yes, uhm, ready.” 

Hardly ready as the drape drags open, the rings attaching to the ceiling clink together and he smiles with no teeth. Now changed into a large cover up, he remains covered up from neck down to his hands. “Let’s check your vitals first, shall we?”

That’s normal, exactly how Dr. Jack begins. Taking a magnified look inside of your ears, your throat, checking your reflexes with a knock against your knee. 

It’s only when he begins to reach inside of the back of your hospital gown that you freak out. Breathing faster, digging your fingers into the cushion of the table beneath you. The metal of his stethoscope presses against your upper back, shivering through your skin.

“Go ahead and take a deep breath.” He whispers by your ear, listening to your rapid beating heart. “You’re very nervous, aren’t you?”

Pressing his free palm to your chest, he breathes in deep for you to follow him. Slowly dragging the air out of his nostrils, he nods and moves the stethoscope around to listen again. “Your hearts beating so fast, I must really make you uncomfortable.”

“N-no, it’s not that..” you shudder. Stomach swooping this close to him, his cheek nearly brushing against yours. 

“I understand.” Another soft and reassuring smile fails to soothe your fear. He shuts your gown, taking down notes. “Everything seems normal, I’ll have you lay back now.”

Dr. Jack’s never gotten this far in your physical exams. That’s why today was so important to you, and now a snake hybrid.. ugh. Cursing to yourself you shift to press your back against the table, staring at the stirrups with fear. “Should I put my legs here?”

“I’ll help you.” He nods, sitting down on a rolling seat. The snap of vinyl gloves jerking you to look up. Too distracted by your position to notice that he swapped them out. “According to your files, you’ve not experienced your first heat yet?”

“Yes, Doctor..” you swallow. Forced into a seated position as he adjusts the table. Grabbing one of your ankles to place in a stirrup. 

“Jaemin.” He grins, setting your other leg into place. “That’s highly unusual for a Doe of your age.”

“I’ve been told.” You mutter annoyed. Only having heard numerous times how odd it is.

“Do you produce slick?” He asks, relaxed as if this is his job. Because it is, and you have to remind yourself every 5 seconds that this attractive snake hybrid is just doing his job.

“I.. no, I don’t believe I do.” 

Without glancing at you once, he continues to scribble down notes. Turning away to open up a cabinet. “I’ll be using lubricant to open you up.”

“Open me up?! What do you mean??” You stiffen, wide-eyed. He turns back to face you, setting down a bottle of clear thick fluid on a tray next to him. 

“For the examination, you scheduled this  appointment as a gyno visit.” He states, as if it should be obvious. Once again making you realize how weird you are being.

This. is. his. job.

“Righ, uhm. That’s what Dr. Jack originally had recommended for me.”

“Are you sexually active?” Picking up his clipboard once again, he checks off different boxes.

“Not at the moment.”

“But you have been?”

“Yes, Doctor.”

“Have your sexual experiences been painful?”

“Wh-what?”

Jaemin raises his eyebrows, peering up at you. “Without producing slick I’d assume vaginal penetration wasn’t very pleasant?”

“Oh, uhm.” Shrugging, you nod. “Hurt a little, I guess.”

“Was your partner large?”

His question makes your head feel fuzzy, chest itchy, having to look away from him before you can muster up an answer. “Not really.”

“How big would you say? 5 inches? Was he fully hard.”

“Uhm, I don’t remember. It’s been a few months.” You whisper, reaching to play with your fingers. “We used lube.”

“And it still hurt? Was that your first time?” His head tilts, eyes squinting.

“No Doctor..”

Jaemin hums, adding extra notes. “And still no heat.. highly peculiar. I’m going to have to open you up and see if something could be blocking the passageway for your slick. It’s highly uncommon but I have read of hybrids with an extra flesh of muscle, tightens up the cervix.”

“Like.. inside?” You asked through clenched teeth. Knowing better than to ask a professional gynecologist such a stupid question. Sighing and shutting your eyes, you try to relax, nodding. “Okay.”

“Do you need to use the restroom before we get started?” The sound of antibacterial soap squishes between his gloved fingers. Drying off with a paper towel before turning back around. 

“I’m fine.”

“Don’t worry about needing to pee if you can’t control your bladder. It’s quite common to orgasm or release fluid while being examined.” He smiles too nicely. Dragging himself closer between your parted legs. His hands reach for the end of your gown, folding it up. Shooting your eyes open to stare at the brightly lit ceiling, you can only hope he can’t hear your heart beating out of your chest at a manic pace.

“Do you not grow hair?” He asks, bending in closer.

“Huh?!”

“You have no hair.” He says flatly. Gloved hands landing softly on your inner thighs. “Or did you remove the hair yourself?”

“Oh, I.. I did it.” You speak shyly, wishing you could cover your face. It’s nothing to be embarrassed of and you know that, but you can’t stop yourself from feeling overwhelmed. The Doctor’s hands feel large and warm on your inner thighs even through the material of his vinyl gloves. Knowing you’re fully exposed to him awakens a sensation of heat in your stomach, clenching your eyes shut to ignore it.

“Do you orgasm, bunny?” Dr. Na’s tone deepens, huskier. Clearing his throat as he softly pets the soft skin lining your inner thighs. 

“N-no, I’ve tried. I don’t know, I-I think I’m broken, Doctor.” You can’t stop a whimper from ending your sentence. Biting down on your lip, you try to not breathe through your nose. His smells stronger now, all around you, dizzying even.

“You’re not broken bunny..” he practically coo’s. Smiling from ear to ear, he sucks in a deep breath through his nose. “And I’m going to take care of everything for you, don’t you worry those pretty fluffy ears.”

The closer his fingers trail to your outer folds, the more you struggle to not squirm. Clutching your hands together to stop your hips from rising. His slicked fingers drag down the smooth skin covering your vulva, slowly stroking up and down to coat all of your core with lube. “Gosh, you’re really pretty everywhere bunny..”

“Doctor.. I feel..” squinting your eyes open at the lights over your head, you have to shut them closed immediately. The blur above you, spinning the texture of the wall in your line of sight. 

“Relax relax,” he hushes you, pushing your vulva spread open with his thumbs. The sounds of a hiss follows, sucking at the backs of his teeth. “My my my bunny, you are lovely. I was really hoping for a virgin, but you’re so tight.” He whistles, licking across his sharp fangs as he inspects your clenched hole. An unusually dry sight of flesh.

“My head.. I can’t keep m-my eyes open.” 

“My scents too powerful for a small little prey like you.” He smirks, pulling your labia folds apart. “I’m going to need to open you up really good before we can complete this examination.”

Powerful is an understatement, the more turned on he grows, the more his aroma weakens you. Limp and glued to the table, you struggle to keep your eyes halfway open. “W-will it hurt?”

“No baby, I’d never hurt you.” Dragging the split end of his tongue across his upper lip, he begins to smear lube between your folds. Skirting his digits across your clit, all but missing your entrance that stays locked up tight. “Dr. Na’s going to make you feel so good.” 

The burning itch in your stomach rides up to your chest, breathing out heavier and faster. He works at massaging and caressing your labia, gently stroking the flesh around your clit. “Have to get you nice and wet first, wet enough to open up this pussy.”

“I feel weird, Doctor.” You pant fearfully, shutting your eyes to relieve yourself of the bright lights. “Hot.”

“That’s good darling, that’s a great sign. You let Dr. Na handle this, I’ll have you pissing out an orgasm across this floor in no time.” Sweat lines his brow as he begins to build up speed with ease. Tracing his digits between your lubricated folds until they begin to swell with blood. A pleased click of his tongue resounds and he pinches your clit between two of his fingers. Slowly rubbing your cunt with one hand as he begins to work on your bundle of nerves, hitting each one with his soft expert motions.

“Dr. Na! T-that feels—different!” You croon, legs shaking.

Sucking at his bottom lip, he can’t break his focus away from stimulating your clit. Holding your folds apart to watch your hole for even a small sign of opening up. He pinches and massages, working your hardened nub from side to side until you finally relax. “Fuck.” He whispers, hungrily licking at his mouth. “I’m going to stretch you out now.”

“Wh-what??” You ask almost deliriously. Had he not already started?!

The tip of his finger presses to your budding entrance. Lightly applying pressure to see if you’ll give and let him in. Success shouts in his mind as he glides in up to his first knuckle, only one finger but it’s enough to make his head spin. Cocks aching inside of the confines of his snug fitted slacks. He has to bite down on his teeth to stop himself from yelling out at the way your cunt sucks around just the tip of one of his digits.

“Relax for me.” Shoving his free hand higher, he presses against your stomach just beneath your navel. Adding the weight of his thick palm to keep your lower back in place as he begins to glide the rest of his digit inside of you. There’s no way you’ll be able to take one of his cocks like this, let alone two.

Glancing over his shoulder at the tray by his side, he eyes the shiny dilator he set out. A little extra help won’t hurt. “You’re so tight, bunny.” He has to mention it again. Growing frustrated and hornier by the second. His finger fully fits inside of you, experimentally pressing against your soft warm walls. “I’m going to have to dilate you.”

“Dr. Na, please..” you sigh, head spinning. The scent of bergamot burning through each of your senses. The taste of a snake hybrid seeping down your throat. 

Freeing his finger, he picks up the tool to prepare it. Using nearly half of the bottle of lube to cover his hands and the dilator, he turns back to observe your cunt. Gleaming shiny and swelled up, perfect for taking cock.

“This won’t hurt if you just relax, bunny. Listen to what I say, alright?” The tip of the dilator eases inside of you without a problem. Thinner than the Doctor’s finger, if not the same size. He sucks in a wet breath of air, relieving his tongue of the saliva that won’t stop pooling. “Good job, so proud of you bun. You’re making Dr. Na soo happy.” A more sadistic smile stretches the bottom half of his face. Pushing the devices button to expand inside of you. 

The push against your insides has you arching up with a shout, clutching onto the sides of the table. “N-no! Pull it o-out!” You cry. Toes pointing out stiffly, unable to remove your legs from the stirrups keeping you held in place. “Jaemin!”

“Come on bunny, don’t let me down now.” He says gruffly, bending closer to look inside of you with the dilator now fully expanded. The sound of a ragged breath covered in saliva emits from beneath your gown. And the Doctor's broad shoulders shake, reaching two of his digits inside of the tool to measure how open you are. 

“Please Dr. Na! Please take it o-out!” You beg again, full on crying now. No amount of lube could have prepared you for the stretch of the dilator, not after only one finger to prep you. Jerking your hips up shoots a tinge of pain up your spine, falling back down with a wail. “Please!”

Grunting as he squeezes a third finger inside, Jaemin drags his tongue across his mouth. Pushing back and snapping off his gloves. He shoots up from the chair to grab your neck, baring his teeth. “Bunny.” He bites out, the collar of his shirt loosened and unbuttoned. Silver and black scales on display lining the sides of his throat. “What happened to my good and well behaved little prey? Have you gained confidence that I won’t eat you alive so easily?”

Ripping off his glasses, he tosses them aside, blinking away the gray contacts hiding his viscous serpent eyes. “Now, we can continue to play nice,” squeezing your neck, he drags the back of his scaled hand down your soft cheek. “Or we can play my way.”

Innate and instinctive alarm to protect yourself goes off, throwing your head back to scream. “Help!! HELP!!”

Dr. Na rolls his eyes, slapping his heavy palm over your mouth. “Fine. I gave you a choice.”

His yellow iris expands, taking over the whites of his eyes. Unleashing his sharp fangs, his long split tongue snaps and slithers before your face. Cracking akin to a whip to instill how threatening he is to your existence. Tears drip out onto his hand, screaming and shoving at his chest. The snake hybrid dominates without effort, keeping your neck held down effortlessly as he grabs your jaw and forces your mouth open.

Thick wads of what appears to be saliva dribbles and rolls off the tips of his tongue into your mouth. Incinerating your flesh the second it meets your lips and continues to pour out filling your mouth up. 

Poison. Fucking snake venom. 

The burning hits your throat, scolding hot, acidic, leaving numbness behind. The last thought you’re able to process before the venom seeps into your veins is death. Death at the hands of a predator that outsmarted you, tale as old as time. The predator trapping the stupid bunny hybrid, feeding off of you as no more than a snack.

Laving at his lips, he smiles and pats your cheeks. Panting for breath as he takes in your blissed out drugged expression. “Now, where were we, bunny?”

Quietly humming, he releases the dilator, whistling at the way your cunt gapes now. “Let’s get back to business, shall we darling?” He unties your hospital gown, throwing it aside to reveal your breast. Sucking at his teeth and cupping them, he nods to himself. “Such a shame, such a gorgeous prey, and you’ve never known the joys of cumming on a cock.” Biting on one of your nipples, he works on licking and sucking until it rubs stiffly against the roof of his mouth. Alternating to the other after some minutes. “You can trust that Dr. Na has a 100% success rate.”

Standing before you, he throws off his cover up, slowly unbuttoning his top to show off his built chest and shoulders. “I saw the way you were looking at me bunny, you prey are all the same. So helpless and pitiful, but still desperate to be loved and taken.”

“D-doctor..” you say, out of body. Floating on a cloud, reaching forward to grab his bare chest for something to hold on to, fearing now that you may fly away. 

“My sweet delicate bunny.” He grins arrogantly, lifting your hands up to his mouth. Dragging his forked tongue between your fingers, kissing at your knuckles. “Let me take care of everything.”

Pushing you to lay back again, he smooths your hair out of your face. Softly dragging his fingers through your ears. “Love how fluffy you are.”

Dr. Na’s hands travel down your shoulders, chest, pinching your breast on the way down past your waist and stomach. He smooths over your hips, cupping and squeezing, lowering his palms to your outer thighs. “Bet your bunny tails frantically twitching, so excited.”

“Nnnghh..” you drowsily groan, dropping your head to watch him move to your side and cup your cunt. His other hand returning to the bottom of your stomach. 

“Nice and relaxed, pretty.” Gliding his digits between your lubricated folds, he taps at your entrance. Teasing and circling around your hole fluttering under his fingertips. “That’s it.”

Easing three of his digits inside of you, he begins to thrust inside of your pussy with less tenacity. Less worried about any pain you could feel with his venom racing through your veins. He pumps his fingers in and out of you with no goal other than to feel your cunt clamp around him. To pour a mess of arousal out onto this hospital floor. “Come on.” Gritting his teeth, he turns to watch your awestruck face. Panting weakly, eyes rolling up and back to look at him. The silent desperation to break through that roadblock that’s been in your way. To bring down all of your fears and inhibitions, every insecurity. 

God he wants to fuck you, to ruin your pussy and mind. Leave you so damaged that no other hybrid will ever be enough.

There’s no prey in the world Jaemin’s ever come across that he can’t fuck and destroy. More determined to take you to an ultimate high given your special case, disorder, whatever the fuck it may be. “Still so tight.” He licks at his lips, thirsty for a taste. 

That same rapid fire of heat exploding from your stomach hits the surface and boils over. Tipping your head back to let out a moan, you feel blinded by the white lights above, the cold heat melting down your face. And for the first time the release you’ve seeked for years finally hits. Thick fingers jab at your cervix, pushing roughly against a spongy spot inside of you over and over again. Wetness trickles out and Jaemin’s eyes burst open wide in awe.

“D-doctor! Oh m-my God!” You cry. Dropping your mouth open in silent disbelief. His hand shoves down from your stomach, slapping at your clit. 

“Let it go baby, let it all go.” He grunts, forearm jerking madly. “Fucking dripping.”

Everything you’ve dreamt of since starting this journey dissolves, freeing your body of tension and worry. A coil breaks free from your gut, pushing up past your chest and you scream out in pleasure. Toes curling as your hips shoot up and slick flies out around the Doctor’s fingers.

“Ahh!” The pleasures too much, sucking your stomach in as you collapse. Shaking your head from side to side and Jaemin doesn’t let up. Pressing his bicep onto your stomach he lodges you in place, continuing to fuck your cunt open until every last drop of your orgasm drenches his shirt and leaves the floor freshly mopped over.

It’s as if a sprinkler has set off inside of you, and Dr. Na couldn’t be more proud. Smiling large and maniacally as he retracts his fingers and pats your cunt lovingly. “I knew my bunny could do it.”

“D-doctor, I feel.. f-feel,” you stutter, lips trembling. “Hot.”

“That’s your heat my love. You’re ready to be properly bred and mated now.” Unbuttoning the rest of his shirt, he wipes off his arms and chest of sweat and slick, throwing the soaked garment aside before turning to his seat to roll between your thighs. “You’ve opened up quite nicely.”

The venom shouldn’t numb you for too long, no longer than 15 minutes. Just enough to get you to this point of pleasure, too struck by each new sensation and feeling to fully understand how wrong this is. That no doctor should ever behave this way with a patient.

“My h-heat?” You ask, sounding hopeful. Pouty with your tear stained cheeks and wide shining eyes. Your eyebrows twist together as you look down at him, full of concern. “I’m in heat?”

Licking at his now very plump and pink lips, he eagerly nods. Laying his palms on your upper thighs to knead and squeeze at. “Highly common for bunny hybrids to experience their first heat during a prey attack. You see, fear and pleasure go hand in hand. You Doe’s love to play the victim especially, bouncing around with your little fluffed tails taunting us..”

He hoists your hips up higher suddenly, sliding one of his hands beneath your ass to tweak and ruffle the ball of fur at the top of your perky buttcheeks. “I need to taste you to make sure nothing’s wrong with your slick now.”

“T-taste?” You flinch. Shivering from your tail up your spine. Dragging your gaze across Dr. Na’s blushing cheeks, his sweat slickened skin, and his hung open mouth. The tips of his tongue slithering between his teeth as he watches you.

“It’s been too long now for you to go through your first heat, we must take every precaution.” He convinces you, chin tilted in as he gazes upon your frightened face. The thrill of the hunt and control over your mind tickles through his cock. Twitching inside of his slacks again as a reminder to hurry the hell up. “No Buck will mate a rotted Doe.”

Lifting your hands to your face to bite your nails, you nod and agree for him to do whatever examinations he needs to. Anything to ensure you’re not some defunct hybrid, that you are worthy of being mated..

“This won’t hurt one bit.” His tongue flickers out, igniting that same heat in your stomach from before. Now more intense as you really take the time to look over the scales adorning Dr. Na’s biceps, partially trailing over his collarbone and chest. His tight stomach rising and flexing with each ragged breath he takes. The way his pants cling to his thighs like a second skin in his seated position. A large bulge suffocating right in the middle between his hips.

Lowering his nose to your mound, he slowly drags the tip across while keeping his eyes directed upwards to watch you. His long tongue dragging down between your folds. Slowly slithering between as he groans against your cunt and sends vibrations through your lower half.

“H-how do I taste?” You ask curiously. Hypnotized by his thin sharp black iris. 

The sound of metal clinking distracts you for a second as he releases your legs from the stirrups. Hooking under your knees to throw them onto his shoulders, he pushes forward and thrusts the tip of his tongue at your entrance. Pulling back to lick across his glistening lips and slicked coated chin.

“Tastes like dinner.” He winks. Setting off your worry once again before diving in. Long tongue wriggling through your clamped hole, lapping at the sides as he sinks in deep.

“D-doctor!..”

The length of his tongue reaches deep inside past your inner walls. Flicking the tips against your cervix as he begins to collect venom at the back of his throat to coat the inside of your cunt with. Mimicking an aphrodisiac to heighten your sex drive, making you more than desperate for cock. Knowing your head will clear up soon, he has to take extra measures to keep you drunk for his cocks.

Slurping the slick that dollops onto his bottom lip, he pulls back to gently trace between your folds. Slowly building up to firmer licks, running right over your swollen bud. “A-ahh, Dr. N-na!” You puff breathily. The heat squeezing in your belly, tensing through your limbs.

“Come on bunny, call me Jaemin.” Slowly licking across his lips, he glances up at you. His heavy gaze full of darkness and sin. “Wanna hear you moaning and screaming my name.”

“J-Jaemin.” You nod quickly. Breathing hard enough for your breasts to rise and fall rapidly. 

“Feeling good?” Pursing his lips together, he kisses up your inner thighs. Never shifting his heated gaze away from yours. Latching his mouth back onto your clit, he keeps his intense gaze on your weakened one. Sucking one of his fingers inside of his mouth, he spits out more venom. Popping it free to circle over your wrinkled little rim.

“Jaemin!” You jolt up. Clutching onto the table's arm rests. “Th-that’s my—“

“Need to open you up here too bunny.” Kissing your swollen clit, he drags his puffy lips down. Sucking at your hole as his finger teases your rim. Lathering his venom around to relax your muscles. “Have to make sure nothings wrong down here.”

“In m-my—“

“Your pretty little asshole.” He says shamelessly. Slurping the slick mixed with his venom from your hole. Dipping his sporked tongue in and out over and over again as he teases your rim. The tip of his finger pushing down on your taut wrinkled skin, allowing himself to dip in just past his nail bed. 

Wrinkling your face together, you try to nod. Convinced that the Doctor only has your best interest in mind. The odd discomfort between your buttcheeks fades away, falling to the pleasure building inside of you. The smooth wetness of his long tongue, how it flicks and tickles inside of you. His chilling gaze, keeping you on the edge of fear and desire. The combination lifts your hips from the table, softly rutting your clit against his tongue as he returns to wrap around your bundle of nerves. 

“J-Jaem—“ moaning raggedly, you grip onto the chair's arms harder. Digging your nails in as he ruthlessly sucks, sneaking his digit inside of your asshole as pleasure takes over your face. Eyes rolled back leaving nothing but whites behind, mouth hung open panting and shaking.

“Yeah.” He blows across your wet cunt. Finger curling up inside of your extra tight hole, suctioning wet and hot around his digit. “Let go bunny, stop holding yourself back.” He soothes, returning to work on your clit as he squeezes in another finger. 

“Ah!” Reaching down to scratch your fingers through his hair, you grasp tightly. Yanking tufts between your hands through his fervent licks. Jaemin slides his tongue all the way back in, using his other hand to rub your clit as he wiggles through. Waving his tongue against your walls, he thrusts inside of your ass simultaneously. All of it too much, racing you to the brink of over sensitivity.

Let go.

Stop holding yourself back.

The replay of his raspy voice melds into the wet sounds gushing from your core. Thighs shaking around his head as you scream out and roughly pull at his scalp. He sucks and laps at all of your squirting slick, jabbing his fingers inside of your ass faster and harder. His face drenched with your release, and still dragging his tongue through your sensitive folds.

“D-doc—Jaemin! Please no! H-hurts! S’too much!” You whine, pulling at his hair with all of the energy you have left. Body drained of life from your orgasm, like a pool of jelly as you struggle to tighten your fists.

Lapping your pussy clean, he grunts, lifting his intense piercing eyes back to yours. “You’re fucking delectable, darling. I could really eat you up.”

Shining his fangs at you, his tongue drags across them, popping his fingers out of your ass to suck on. Gliding up and down each one slowly as he moans and watches your distraught overstimulated gaze. Drawn into his hypnotic scent, dangerous words, alluring aura. 

If this is the way you die, you can’t help to think it’s one hell of a way to go..

“A little more,” he mutters, shoving your thighs open to set you back on the stirrups. “Stay just like that bunny.” Cupping your hips, he aims your asshole up higher. Still so small and shyly wrinkled up beneath your swollen pussy, making him salivate as he lowers his face and drags his nose across your rim.

“Nnghh.. noo, d-don’t, not there.” You mewl, turning your face away while still watching his every move from the corner of your eye.

Adding more spit and venom, he glides three digits inside with a bit of struggle. Gritting his teeth imagining one of his cocks in place of his fingers. There’s no way any of those tiny dick useless Buck’s you’ve fucked before have ever been in here. “You’re really doing so good. Couldn’t be more proud of you right now.” He says roughly, his voice more strained. Hissing as he uses his strength to push his fingers apart inside of you. “F-fuck, bunny.”

His soft words and the sensual feeling coming from his fingers has your head spinning. This shouldn’t feel so good, right? Why does it feel so good? You can’t stop yourself from moaning, bringing your hand to your mouth to bite on your palm. You croon, lower back arching, riding on the size of his digits stretched apart inside of your ass.

“You like it deep.” He hums throatily. Eyes growing wide as he focuses on your rim opening up for him, dropping another wad of spit inside. “You feel so fucking good, baby.”

Jaemin’s tongue creeps between his fingers, furrowing his eyebrows as he dips in for a taste. Your cunt couldn’t have been sweeter, but your ass, assuming you’re still untouched.. it’s damn near holy. Spurting saliva around his tongue as he drags in and out like a mad man, desperate to feel your insides one way or another. His predatory instinct screams to take a bite, sink his teeth into the meaty flesh of your ass. Lashing his tongue at the inside of your asshole, he pulls free and shouts. “Need to be inside of you right now.”

Sweat accumulates on your chest despite the cool room temperature, throttled into your first heat with the assistance of snake venom, you can’t comprehend most of what the Doctor’s been mumbling. Going on and on about how delicious your slick is, how tight you’ll squeeze his cocks.

Cocks being the keyword you should really catch onto. “Dr. Na, I feel d-dizzy.” Rubbing over your face, you brush down to your chest. Palming across your hardened nipples back and forth. “And hot, all over. Especially here.” 

Reaching between your thighs, you smooth down past your mound. Hissing as you rub over your clit, still hard and inflamed with blood. 

“Does it hurt?” He asks coyly, knowing full well you’ve lost yourself to your own primal instincts. Craving to be filled with something, even if you continue to have any doubts. “Does it hurt? My sweet bunny.” He coo’s, placing his hand over yours. The heat radiating off of your body melting his skin. “Do you need me to make you feel better?” 

“Please.. please, h-help me..” 

Jaemin can taste the venom dripping from his fangs, fighting himself to not roll his eyes every time you beg for his help. God if only you could see how helpless you are, how pathetic and easy to capture you are. Handing yourself over to your predator on a fucking silver platter, you’re the best type of hybrid, his favorite.

“I’ll do more than that.” He mumbles quietly under his breath, locking your legs back into the stirrups. 

Taking a step back, he finally unbuckles his belt, sighing as he unzips his slacks and his cocks can breathe at last. Sticky and hot inside of his boxers where precum had leaked onto every once dry inch of area. “This shouldn’t hurt too much, bunny. One last exam to make sure you’re ready to be mated..”

Dr. Na’s chest and stomach muscles flex as he works to discard his bottoms. His veiny hands moving slowly, squeezing his eyes shut and tucking in his lip as he peels away his boxers. The sight of his fully bare figure jolts something inside of your stomach. Squeezing out a wad of slick that drips onto the floor, you whimper and shake your legs to get out of the chair. “D-doctor! No!”

Dropping and kicking off his boxers with a groan, he grabs onto his shafts using both hands. The sight before you is absolutely obscene, horrifying even. Thick hands circle and stroke his cocks, dropping his head back and grunting. “One last test, then you’ll be all done with this.”

Dr. Na eyes your dripping hole, slick dribbling down past your rim onto the floor. Pouring down like rain droplets as they land in a puddle beneath your ass. He growls, reaching for your hips to haul your lower half almost off of the edge of the table, setting you into the perfect position.

“A-ah! Doctor!” The vinyl material of the examination chair burns against your skin. Sticking to you the more you sweat. Peering at his face nervously, your shaking hands reach out to grab onto something, his chest, shoulders. Anything to assure you that this is real, that a snake hybrid stands before you fully nude; tracing his eyes down your body to the heated flesh between your legs.

Tugging on his cocks a few more times, he grits his teeth. Lowering his nose to your scent gland, his nostrils drag up and down, emitting more of his smokey scent to calm you. Tempted to bite you, leave some type of mark along your delicate throat, he nips at your skin. Lapping the sore area before you can complain. “Tastes so good everywhere, don’t you bunny.” 

Lining his lengths up to your holes, he licks up your jaw to your ear. Kissing and mumbling sweet words to calm your choked staggered breaths. “Don’t forget, you’re made for this.”

Nothing could have prepared you for the first prod of his tips pushing against your holes. No amount of stretching you, licking you, fucking you with his tongue and fingers. The Doctor’s thick width burns as his cockheads press forward to penetrate past your tight holes. None of the Buck’s you’d been with in the past could compare to even half of one of his dicks, let alone two. 

A string of curses drips from his mouth, huffing against your cheek as he presses his forehead to yours. “Open up for me darling, let me in. Be a good bunny.”

Continuing to slowly push himself inside of you, he watches the tears slowly pour from your pure harmless eyes. So soft and sweet, gentle. Your fluffy ears framing your face so innocently, he can’t stop himself. Dragging his fingers through your furry ears, he pulls on them playfully. Smirking at the gasp you let out, the way your eyes roll up for a moment. Tugging again, he forces his cockhead past your rim and cunt, grinding his teeth together.

“Gonna fill you up so good, bunny.” Jaemin drags the tip of one of your ears to his lips, sucking on it the same way you had done earlier. Eyes fluttering shut as he pushes in inch by slow inch. Cradled by the sound of your cries and whimpers, how your breathing stops whenever he sucks on your fluffy ear; coating your fur with his saliva. Leaving the trail on his scent stuck on you permanently, from your blood infiltrated by his venom. To your womb soon to be filled with his cum.

The snap of taut stretched skin around his lower cock jerks his hips forward. Halting to suck deep breaths in through his nose. His hands drop down to your arms, squeezing as he maneuvers them beneath you to wrap you up in a tight hug. The size of his body crushes you in, stuffed to the brim with his dicks filling your ass and pussy. The Doctor circles his hips, savoring the way your holes clamp around him, burying his last inch into the hilt.

“Jaemin,” you pant, drowsy eyes flickering up. Reaching between your bodies, you rub over the bulge pushing out under your navel. The fat tip of his cock pressing against your insides so deep, you have to feel it to believe it. Mouth dropping in awe as you trace the shape of him, reaching lower to drag your fingers around his size probing through the flesh of your stomach. “Feel you, r-right here.”

“Fuck.” The euphoric high look on your face can only come from getting fucked. His hips twitch, sucking on the drool inside of his mouth to concentrate on anything other than how much you're squeezing around him. How he can feel your dainty fingers jerking him off through the skin lining the bottom of your stomach. 

Forcing himself to calm down with deep breaths, he tries to let you get used to the painful throbbing inside of your ass. Tries to let you get used to his fat girth filling up your cunt, slowly pushing himself side to side to accommodate your tight holes for himself. A dull ache rips throughout his pelvis, climbing up to his stomach in a coiling spiral, and he can’t stop himself anymore. Gathering your chest to press snuggly against his, he pulls your back off the chair. Thrusting out only a few inches before burying his lengths in deep. “A-agh!” 

Dr. Na can feel it, the way your asshole grips around him trying to push him out while your tight pussy sucks against him. The difference stirs heat up to his chest, pulling out a few more inches before plummeting forward again. Losing his sense with that second thrust, he savors these last fNating minutes inside of you for the first time. Eyes rolling back as he draws out to the tip and begins to ruthlessly fuck you.

The scream you let out only encourages his hips, slamming forward faster. Hurting at first to be taken so roughly, fucked in your ass for the first time, but your heat takes over after a minute more of push and pull. The resistance he was met with disappearing as he sheathes each inch inside of your holes without falter. The more he made you take it, the better it felt to be fucked with abandon. 

The beating of his heart pounded against your chest, rocking you down onto his lengths. Against the chair, ramming his hips between your trapped opened legs with free will. Reaching one of your hands around his neck, you squeeze at his nape, scratching your nails down his scales. Screaming through your gritted teeth as he somehow fucks you even faster.

“Jaemin!” Rubbing your fingers over the shape of his cock bulging through your stomach, you cry out. Dropping your face into his neck to further intoxicate yourself with his hedonistic scent. 

The build up of something hot and mind numbing spills over inside of you, clenching down on him from your ass to your pussy; you try to kick free. Squirting around his cock fucking inside of your cunt past your orgasm, slicks rains down onto his thighs, by his feet. Spraying your aroused scent all over the hospital room.

“S-stop!” You whine despairingly. Digging your nails into the back of his neck. Dragging your other arm around him to scratch down his spine as he continues to fuck through your gripping over sensitivity. “Dr. Na! H-hurts! Please!”

The only sounds entering Jaemin’s head right now are his snake, lashing at him to fuck, breed, claim. Take take and take some more. Loud moans and pained gasps play around him as he fucks into you animalistically, unsure if they’re coming from you or himself. Maybe a mixture of your combined pleasure, too drunk off of his own need to overpower you, he thrusts in deep.

Reaching back to unclasp your legs and throw your thighs up against you, he slams forward. Cock burying to the hilt, locking his biceps under the pits of your knees. Bending you in half as he chases his orgasm and more of your slick dribbles out, shooting at his stomach and balls. They clap wet and loud against the top of your ass, nearly hanging off of his cocks with how far he’s pulled you off of the table.

“Doctor!” You sob into his neck, another orgasm ripping free from your body. He locks around your back, crushing you to his chest in a full mating press. The look in his eyes near demonic as he raises up and stands straight, throwing your ass and pussy down onto his cocks. The resounding clap of wet skin on skin pounds throughout the room, bouncing off these sanitized hospital walls. And he fucks into you at a deranged pace, led by the sound of your breath growing shallow, the silent cries that struggle to exit your dried up scratchy throat.

“F-fuck!” He squeezes out through trembling lips. Laying you against the table once his thighs begin to burn. He buries inside once, twice, thrusts growing sloppy as he captures your mouth with his plump lips and lets out a howled scream. 

The swell of his knots shoots your tired eyes wide open. Irises shaking as your eyes well up with tears and the pain of being stretched to accept his knot pushing against your abused holes erupts through your body. Struggling to breath with his mouth latched to yours, tongue slithering past your tonsils. 

“There you go..” he looks down. Forehead covered with a thick gleam of sweat. His handsome features reddened, hair a mess from all of your pulling. Grinding his cocks inside of you, he shivers and twitches as cum flows out and stuffs you from both ends. “All better now, bunny.”

Dr. Na’s shoulders continue to tremble, gripping your waist so tight, nails cutting into your skin. Both of his cocks stay locked in place, knots fully expanded inside of both of your holes.

“Jaemin?”

Bright yellow eyes snap up to your face, his sharp teeth chatter, and he loudly swallows. The fear you felt before completely disintegrates, only worried now that he’ll leave.. never to be seen again. 

“Are you going to kill me now?” You ask almost pitifully. Frowning, you clutch your hands to your chest. Too ashamed to look down at the area where you’re still connected. 

“No, bunny, never.” He smiles, peeling his hands off your stomach to cup your cheeks. “I’m going to mate you.”

A new fear of the abomination growing in your stomach arises, shaking your head. “We can’t!”

“Shhh shhh.” Wiping away your tears, he kisses the tip of your nose. Gently dragging his lips lower to graze your bitten over pout. Circling his hips, he roughly digs into your waist for leverage to push his knots in deeper. “Dr. Na will take care of everything.”

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[gyeomsweetgyeom]

[1:11 am]

Husband!Jaemin was certain he was going to love you until his dying breath. He loved you so much that being away from you for longer than a minute, and he meant it. There was a physical ache in his chest when you were both apart, or arguing, or mad at each other.

You were actually arguing now, and he should have felt that ache, but he didn't. If this were a cartoon, his pupils would be in the shape of hearts and he'd be kicking his feet back and forth.

"Do you realize how gross it is to go to the bathroom and fall into the toilet water?!" You exclaimed, running a hand over your sleep-mussed hair.

Yeah, oops. Jaemin had an unfortunate habit of leaving the toilet seat up. He was good about remembering to lower the seat after he finished his business, but could you really blame him when it was the middle of the night? He was tired, he'd reverted to his old, single guy habits and he went right back to sleep with you in his arms.

You continued to rant, your voice raising and you recounted how you'd already tripped over one of his haphazardly thrown shoes on the way to the bathroom. You told him that you didn't even want to get out of bed until the urge became too much and how you were in the middle some of the best sleep you'd had all week and the cold water on your bare backside was a horrible wake up call. "And honestly, it would have been fine if it were the daytime, but I was sleeping so well. Now, I just feel dirty and cold," you sighed, crossing your arms across your chest.

Jaemin nodded, "you're right, honey."

"You're not going to apologize?" You ask in a calm voice.

Jaemin pouted empathetically, reaching a hand out to pull you back under the covers and press his forehead to your own, "Love, I am so sorry. I will regret this misstep until the day I die and work every day to make up for it. Can you find it in that big, beautiful heart of yours to forgive me?"

You snorted, shoving his shoulder lightly, "you're forgiven. I just need to go shower to get rid of this icky feeling. I want my spot warm when I get back."

He heard the water in the shower turn on as he fluffed up your pillows. He fell back against his own pillows with a sigh, he knew better than to leave the toilet seat up. It was a bad habit that you'd kindly spent many months reminding him to keep in mind. He just hated that it had ruined your sleep. You'd been tossing and turning, waking up early, and going to bed late all week except for tonight. He really did feel bad.

You reentered the room in a new pair of pajamas, smelling fresh and still looking sleepy. Jaemin held a hand out for you and clicked off the bedside lamp while you got comfortable against him once again.

Jaemin rubs your back slowly, his voice quiet and low "I'm so sorry I forgot about the toilet seat, honey. I know how poorly you've been sleeping."

"I'm not upset anymore Jaemin, I promise. I know you were probably really tired too, just try to remember, alright?" You ask while nuzzling against his chest "I'm sorry I raised my voice. I shouldn't have but I was feeling really upset."

Jaemin hums in acknowledgement, nothing the way your speech is slowing with fatigue, "I like when you yell at me."

You laugh in surprise, "w-what?!"

He keeps you in a calm state, continuing to lull you to sleep with the slow circular patterns against your back. He responds quietly, "well, no. I like your complaints and our mundane arguments. It reminds me that we don't have bigger problems to be fighting about. We have a good life together, we're lucky. I love the reminder that I'm not some stupid, single guy living alone now. I'm a husband, I'm your husband and this is our home. I love it."

"You’re such a sap at 1 in the morning," you whisper, your words slurred from sleep, "I love you though."

Jaemin feels his eyes getting heavy and can't fight the smile when he hears your breathing even out. You're fast asleep again and his heart soars, "I love you more, honey."

[lelengerine]

sweet dream

pairing | jaemin x reader

synopsis | the time wherein you told jaemin about a dream, just because you felt like it — alternatively labeled as jaemin fluff stacked upon even more jaemin fluff.

genre | established relationship au, pretty much domestic jaemin because i am so soft for him pls, purely tooth rotting fluff, mentions of food, use of nicknames for reader (princess)

wc | 0.5k

notes | wrote this during my break since i had a sponty urge to write about jaem (even though im currently writing a fic for him that’s way longer than anything i’ve written so far), so take this as a little peace offering for the time i’ve been away hehe <3 thank you sm for the support you guys give me and i’ll be fully back soon!! likes, rbs, and feedback are always appreciated :>

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“nana, guess what!” your presence floats over jaemin’s shoulder, his figure lounging comfortably on the couch.

he lets out a chuckle from your sudden burst of enthusiasm, craning his head to get a better look at you. from your appearance alone, he could tell you had just woken up from that nap you told him about an hour ago, hair fluffed up and cheeks slightly puffy. “what is it, princess?”

the overwhelming feeling of heat creeps up your face as you shy away, still not used to him calling you by that nickname. “i… i just wanted to tell you i had a really good dream while napping is all.” 

“oh? you told me you haven’t experienced any good dreams in a while.” you seem to have piqued his interest as he gestures you to sit on his lap. with hesitant steps, you shuffle your feet, rounding the corner of the couch before finding comfort in your boyfriend’s embrace. “now go on, tell me all about it.” he eases you in sweetly, brushing a few strands of hair away from your face.

you take a glance out the window, trying to piece together your story before saying it aloud. “i dreamt that we went to a pretty cafe on a windy day, much like the weather outside right now.” you point out, earning a small hum from jaemin. “we ate some macarons by a window seat, and you got this caramel macchiato to try, but you also said you kind of preferred one with a stronger hit of coffee, so i had you order another one because i could just finish your first order instead!”

you ramble off further, not forgetting to note any of the details that miraculously stuck to you in your slumber, and all jaemin’s doing is admiring you with a dopey grin. seeing you talk about the little joys in your life just warmed him up inside, even if you did go off track most of the time.

“hey- were you even listening to what i was saying?” you eventually catch him in the act, and all he can do is nod along to your words. “you were taking about how you wanted fairy lights in our home like in the cafe you dreamt about, right?”

“oh so you were listening.” you playfully poke at his chest, a satisfied chuckle leaving your lips, an action he gladly mirrors. “the dream was pretty mundane, yet it stuck out to me for some reason. guess i just like spending time with you.”

“i like spending time with you too, princess.” he mumbles out softly before nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck, and you feel the tip of his nose lightly brush against your skin.

“that tickles, nana!” you exclaim, trying to cheekily push jaemin away, yet your efforts are no to avail as he wraps his arms around you with no plans of letting you go.

“if you love spending time with me, then why don’t we just stay like this for a while.” he peers up, a mischievous grin on his face that only leaves you with one answer.

“i’d like that.” you bring your hands up to his cheeks, cupping them gently before placing a peck on his lips. “i’d like that a lot.”

[imnameimswrld]

⃘ ֹ ִ 𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐒 ★ ִ a series ꒱

in which I make a moodboard and write some calculated nonsense about my biases as taylor swift songs (my queen) !

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𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐆 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍 as ...call it what you want by taylor swift.

stray kids. skz. leader. producer. '97. aussie-korean. my ult / husband. christopher bahng. 3racha. vocalist. rapper. dancer. gnabnahc. don't touch his laptop aka the mother-load. swarovski knows what's up. peak husband material.

𝐕 as ...maroon by taylor swift.

bts. bangtansonyeondan. vocalist. '95. korean. daegu boy. celine's top model. kim taehyung. thv. yeontan's dad. his boxy-smile, ugh. he's served enough, send him home please. visual. actor.

𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐘𝐔 as ...dress by taylor swift.

seventeen. svt. rapper. vocalist. visual. hip-hop unit. kim mingyu. my favourite tall tan boy. vampire. '97. korean. mr bullied by his 12 brothers. his lisp dear lord. cute puppy with the body of a greek god. dior, bvlgari & cartier doing God's work out here. min9yu_k.

𝐉𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐎 as ...gorgeous taylor swift.

blackpink. bp. vocalist. visual. mother. '95. kim jisoo. actress. ceo of blissoo. jisoo turtle-rabbit kim. i am so in love with her goofy ass. sooyaaa__. flower. pretty sure she's a billionaire. korean. blackpink in ur area (except for mine). blackpink is indeed the revolution.

𝐘𝐄𝐉𝐈 as ...new romantics by taylor swift.

itzy. leader. main dancer. vocalist. rapper. '00. korean. hwang yeji. a literal lightfury. the cat is cating with this one. the eyes chico. a total loser girl but I love her for it. lucy hwang. my oppa. yezyizhere. ms english is about confidence. visual. midzy's protector fr.

𝐒𝐀𝐍 as ...lover by taylor swift.

ateez. vocalist. dancer. demon liner. '99. choi san. korean. mountain. my kitty cat. the fluff is fluffing. blonde brought me to my knees. stage presence. the de-twinkafacation is too real. shoulders for days. mr flirts too much his photocard that I don't have should be sleeping on the porch. deja vu eyebrows... ya just had to be there. kq give my boys their own insta accounts right now. totally kisses his band mate jung wooyoung.

𝐓𝐀𝐄𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐆 as ...delicate by taylor swift.

nct. nct 127. nct u og. super m. leader. lee taeyong. korean. rapper. dancer. '95. a parent of 26. korean. bless his hair. mr ty. my bubu. he is peak comfort. I just want to hug him forever and never let go. ai. he bleeds neo-green. taeoxo_nct. please don't send him away, he's already been serving since 2016. sticker's no.1 defender. visual. tik_tyong.

𝐓𝐄𝐍 as ...king of my heart by taylor swift.

nct. wayv. dancing king. vocalist. rapper. '95. a cat dad. a sassy king. chittaphon leechaiyapornkul. lee yongqin. gender-envy is real people. mr oh no your have to taste it. nct u og. thai and kinda chinese too I thinks. I wanna say multilingual king but according to bambam he can't even speak thai (his mother-tongue) well. a 10/10 fr. tenlee_1001. birthday was a cultural reset. visual. pretty sure he's in love with a guy named johnny suh from chicago.

𝐉𝐄𝐍𝐎 as ...mastermind by taylor swift.

nct. nct dream. dancer. rapper. '00. lee jeno. a samoyed doppelganger. so fluffy. leejen_o_423. hot sauce jeno is my roman empire. visual. korean. makes my heart so warm. kinda wanna put him in my pocket. he might be in love with some kid that goes by the name of na jaemin.

𝐊𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐀 as ...enchanted by taylor swift.

aespa. leader. rapper. main dancer. '00. real ? I think not. literally ai. my adorable stupid cheese cat. yoon jimin. korean. one of them laughing slappers. such a cutie pls just get in my pocket and let me protect your forever rina. katarinabluu. quite literally meows. a cat has never cat-ed like her before. run run run kitty kitty run run. visual.

𝐊𝐀𝐙𝐔𝐇𝐀 as ...dancing with our hands tied by taylor swift.

le sserafim. rapper. vocalist. dancer. ballerina. '03. zuha. japanese. literally lee hojung's sister because, huh. looks a little line jeon wonwoo too, but that just could be me. nakamura kazuha. my girlfriend (real). body goals fr, SLAY QUEEN. such a cutie patootie it makes me cry. the rizz is lowkey but so real. zuhazana. the swan song is literally her song. SOUNDS LIKE MONSTER BABY KING KONG, such a banger. visual.

𝐒𝐎𝐎𝐁𝐈𝐍 as ...wonderland by taylor swift.

txt. tomorrow x together. leader. vocalist. dancer. that dolphin song boy. '00. choi soobin. my favourite tall awkward and shy boy. he's just such a cutie pls. korean. I live in his dimples. I love that we collectively hate on math, my soulmate fr. you know you know soobin. page.soobin. so boyfriend dammit. visual. BRING BACK PURPLE HAIRED SOOBIN RN.

𝐉𝐀𝐘 as ...getaway car by taylor swift.

enhypen. enha. an all-rounder honestly. he plays guitar and that's hot. '02. blonde jay makes me spiral. korean but spent some time in america too. park jongseong. if angry bird, then why so gorgeous. he shouldn't be allowed to wear jeans because holy moly. he makes me giggle like a girl and I LOATHE IT because I'm supposed to be a feminist jason (his name isn't jason btw). I wanna kiss him. my boyfriend (REAL).

𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐊 as ...paper rings by taylor swift.

p1harmony. piwon. p1h. rapper. dancer. such a cutie I can't take it. he likes almonds. hwang intak. intakie. intak-attack. taki taki rumba. '03. he's soooo... BEIDJEDKWNDKED. I can't think straight when I see the guy. I love him. korean. his music taste is bangin'. I can't handle short-haired intak lord haveth mercy. okay okay, but fr this time, he's my boyfriend.

❪ more might be added... ❫

[pepperedthot]

jaemin fluffed up in a blanket, sick and clingyAHGSHQGATAHA

currently banging on my metal bars rn

⋆｡°✩ i'll fall for you again if this keeps up

or kisses with nct dream !!

includes: soft dream, reader is implied to be shorter than mark, jeno's is maybe a little suggestive ?? brief mentions of insecure chenle, implication of overworking (jisung) tooth rotting fluff

a/n: first dream reaction :D

gn reader (no pronouns used)

MARK

mark has never felt like this before. he’s sure of it. 

his gaze never leaves your figure as he watches you dance around the kitchen. you dance along to an unknown song playing in your own head; your body sways in tandem with the rhythm.

leaning back against the wall, mark takes the time to admire you. your smile is even more entrancing in the golden glow of the morning. he can feel the heat rising to his cheeks when he notices that the oversized t-shirt you’re dancing around in belongs to him. the small variety of his favourite foods spread across the counter brings a flustered smile to his face.

quietly slipping away from the hallway, mark makes his way into the kitchen. you jump slightly at the sudden feeling of his cool hands gingerly resting against your hips before you relax back against his touch. “good morning, mark,” you chuckle. 

“morning,” he murmurs. his hands slip underneath the fabric of your shirt, rubbing miscellaneous shapes against your bare skin. 

you turn around, raising a small piece of freshly cut strawberry up to mark’s lips. he accepts the piece of fruit with flushed cheeks. “is it good?” 

mark hums, leaning down to pepper a few soft pecks against your shoulder. “it’s almost as sweet as you.”

RENJUN

this is the worst moment of his life. renjun can feel his face burning a bright red; his embarrassment is clearly written all over his expression despite his attempts to remain calm. he catches his bottom lip between his teeth, resisting the urge to dig himself a grave to hide in until he’s ready to show himself to the world again. 

“aw, is poor little renjunnie embarrassed?” chenle teases, reaching over and attempting to ruffle the other man’s hair. laughter bubbles out of his chest, fading into the background along with the other members’. 

renjun is quick to swat his hand away before he makes a halfhearted attempt to fix the style. “shut up,” he mumbles, though his gaze remains trained on the tile floor below. 

you bite back your own smile, reaching over to reassuringly rub renjun’s shoulder. he relaxes against your touch as your friend’s laughter fades out in waves around you. 

smiling to yourself as you lean in, softly brushing your lips against his soft skin. your touch is gone just as soon as its there, but even the momentary touch makes his face ignite in a furious flush. 

“y/n,” renjun whines, hiding his face behind his hands. 

“i’m sorry, baby,” you chuckle, lovingly patting his head in an attempt to comfort him. “you’re cute when you’re embarrassed.”

JENO

even though his attention remains on the weights in his hands, jeno can feel you staring at him. you make no attempts to be subtle - something that both flusters him and boosts his confidence. 

your own weights lay forgotten on the ground in favour of watching your boyfriend with his workout. jeno smirks as his gaze meets yours through the floor-length mirrors of the gym. setting the weights down on the ground, he stretches his arms out to flex his biceps slightly. “like what you see?” he teases.

“maybe i do,” you smile, standing up to join jeno on his weight bench. his arms wrap around your waist almost instinctively before he pulls you down to sit on his lap. 

your arms snake around his broad shoulders as you lean down. “what are you gonna do about it?” you whisper; your lips just barely brush against his skin as you press a fleeting kiss against the underside of his jawline. 

the feeling sends shivers down jeno’s spine, though he maintains his confident facade despite the heat slowly spreading across his cheeks. “i can think of a few ideas,” jeno murmurs before he leans in, catching your lips against his in a kiss.

HAECHAN

you’re being bored to death. the movie that once looked interesting from the poster and synopsis continues to drag on, seemingly refusing to showcase any interesting plot points or interesting characters. you resist the urge to let out yet another sigh as you nuzzle yourself even closer against haechan’s chest. 

pressing your ear against his ribcage, you can feel the steady rhythm of his heart beating. your attention falls away from the movie completely - now fully transfixed on haechan. you reach up, trailing your fingers along his jawline. he doesn’t react, letting you run your hand along his features. 

a few minutes pass before you let your hand fall back to its resting place against his chest once again. leaning upwards, you begin peppering soft kisses against his neck. your lips trail along his collarbones, smiling to yourself when you feel him stifling a laugh beneath his breath. 

“baby,” haechan squirms beneath your touch; soft chuckles escape his lips. his hands ghost against your hips in a lighthearted attempt to hold your body still. “that tickles.”

you pause, shifting slightly to look up at him. haechan doesn’t fail to notice the mischievous glint in your eye as you lean down to press yet another fleeting kiss against his skin. “that’s the point.”

JAEMIN

jaemin feels miserable. his head pounds with an ever-growing headache and his body feels like someone has deliberately shaken his organs around. he almost feels like he’s suffocating between the small mound of blankets you’ve cocooned around his body and whatever is blocking his sinuses. 

he watches with tired eyes as you continue to frantically circle around the room, searching for anything else to aid with his sickness. there’s a cup of tea and a newly filled water bottle sitting on his bedside table, a bottle of foul-tasting medication you had all but forced down his throat, and luna curled up on the corner of your bed near his feet to keep him company.

“do you need anything else?” you ask, kneeling down beside him. 

“a kiss?” jaemin requests, playfully puckering his lips in your direction. 

you brush a hand through his hair, pushing the bangs out of his face. “i can’t get sick, baby.”

jaemin pouts; a dramatic sigh leaving his lips as a form of protest. you stifle a chuckle, softly shaking your head in slight disbelief. 

his eyes flutter closed when you lean in before your lips press against the tip of his nose. jaemin’s face scrunches up at the feeling before he opens his eyes once again. “i’ll give you a real kiss when you get better, okay?”

jaemin playfully huffs but nods nonetheless, unable to keep himself from smiling. “okay.”

CHENLE

you noticed something was wrong immediately. there’s a slight frown tugging at the corners of chenle’s lips and the glint in his eyes seems to have dimmed slightly. his movements look more sluggish and tired than usual. the sight makes your heart ache.

“hey,” you say, catching his attention. “what’s wrong?”

“it’s nothing.” chenle shakes his head softly. “i’ve just… been a little insecure lately, i guess.”

furrowing your eyebrows, you bring a hand up to cup his cheek. you brush your thumb against his cheek in a small attempt to comfort him.

“lele.” you reach over, taking chenle’s hand into your own. his surprised gaze meets your own when he feels your lips gently brush against his knuckles. “you’re so smart,” you whisper, gently pushing him back so you can maneuver yourself into his lap. “and kind,” you lean in, pressing a peck against the junction between his neck and shoulder. “and loving,” this time your lips brush against his cheek. “and generous.” chenle’s eyes only flutter closed when you lean in, finally sealing each of your promises with a sweet kiss pressed against his lips. 

“i love you,” he murmurs, wrapping his arms around your body. he carefully pulls you even closer until your head rests against the crook of his neck. “i love you so much.” 

“i love you too, lele,” you whisper. “you’re my everything.”

JISUNG

jisung feels like a zombie. he’s sure he looks like one too as he tiredly trudges into your apartment. he moves in a daze, barely bothering to kick off his shoes beside the front door before he makes a beeline towards your shared bedroom.

“sung?” you quietly enter the room behind him. jisung simply groans in response - burying his face farther into the pillows. his body lays sprawled out across the sheets like a starfish; his long limbs dangerously near falling off of the edges. 

you quietly make your way over to kneel down beside him before gently placing a hand against the back of his neck. you can still feel the remains of sweat clinging to his skin. jisung shifts slightly at the contact, turning to face you. an exhausted flush stains his cheeks.

a content sigh escapes his lips as you reach upwards to gently twist your fingers into his hair. your fingernails gently massaging his scalp makes his eyes flutter closed once again. “long day?” 

“mhm,” jisung groans. “the longest. i thought i was gonna die in the practice room.”

you chuckle, brushing a stray strand of hair away from his face. “why don’t i run you a bath?”

“that sounds nice,” he murmurs. you smile, leaning down to press a kiss against his forehead. when you pull away this time, the flush on jisung’s cheeks is from embarrassment. “i love you.”

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[mooribi]

✨Poly! NoMin AU ✨

Pairing: NoMin and y-you? Summary: Just your day to day with NoMin in a nutshell (aka bullet point form ) Word Count: a wholesome 700 Genre: Fluffy :D

Wow...lucky you!

You scored two handsome princes!

First of all

I hope you like cycling :D

Bc that's what you're doing most weekends for as long as Jaemin's bike decides to stick around.

Now, idk how good you are on a bike but Jeno is off in the horizon as soon as you guys put foot to pedal.

Even though it's Jaemin who insists you all go on a casual 10-kilometre cycle most weekends,

Jeno gets very into it once he has his helmet secured.

You can expect to get a thumb-up thrown back at you as Jeno completely disappears from sight.

But don't worry, Jeno only lets himself zoom off because he knows Jaemin will always cycle alongside you.

Speaking of which, Jaemin likes to talk while you're cycling together.

a lot

While you might be huffing and pedalling up a hill, Jaemin will probably still be bringing up how cute that dog was you saw 15 minutes back.

When there's a sharp turn or underpass coming up Jaemin will always slow down and make sure you go first, aw

Jaemin just likes you in his sight bc exhausted you = cute you in his eyes

Plus, he likes the fact that basically, the only secret in your relationship is that you and Jaemin have taken shortcuts on multiple occasions,

and completely let Jeno think you two have done just as much cycling as him.

Anyway,

During your cycling trips, you'll all usually meet up at a pre-meditated rest stop.

When you and Jaemin arrive, Jeno will always be waiting under a shady spot with some bottled drinks and maybe a cheeky snack or two.

Oh, except that one time you and Jaemin had taken a shortcut and beat Jeno to the rest stop

So Jaemin and you had to hide yourselves and your bikes behind some bushes until Jeno arrived

Even when Jeno did arrive you and Jaemin had to give it a few minutes before running over to the final addition of your trio.

Yikes.

Anyway, enough about bikes, damn.

At home you Jeno and Jaemin have what some may call the perfect combo.

Let me explain,

Jaemin looks handsome cooking

You look absolutely heavenly while eating

And you and Jaemin both whole-heartedly agree,

Jeno looks really handsome washing the dishes.

When you have the whole weekend together you, Jaemin and Jeno will change into your pyjamas,

and do all three together!

Which you all agree is the most fun

Especially Jeno.

After that, you will usually try to watch a movie but it almost always turns into a big cuddly mess, aw

A mess bc somehow you three haven't found the perfect way to cuddle and watch tv at the same time yet.

Jaemin contributes to initiating hugs and cuddles Big Time.

Oh, what's that? you're just sitting there eating cereal? Well damn, Jaemin thinks you deserve a hug.

Oh, Jeno's washing the dishes? surprise hug!

Jeno on the other hand doesn't initiate a lot of surprises hugs or cuddles.

but Jeno does love a nice nap and cuddle

When Jeno wants cuddles is one of the few times he will openly act cute.

He'll grab either your's or Jaemin's sleeve or hand and sway it a little while just kind of grumbling about 'how tired he is'.

A kind of pouty and cute Jeno.

and that's all he would have to do for you and Jamein to be all soft and cuddly back.

Though, when you do get to nap-cuddling Jeno is 98% of the time the first to fall asleep while you and Jaemin are still poking each other's faces or something.

Jeno knows that but he doesn't mind bc that's one of his Top 10 ways to fall asleep uwu

But cuddly Jaemin while sleeping? two words

clingy and baby

Jeno was, naturally, more clingy in his sleep during the winter

but Jaemin is attached and nuzzling into either you or Jeno all year round.

You and Jeno have to leave the air conditioning on overnight during the summer just so you don't overheat.

bc once Jaemin has his chin in your shoulder and his arms around you, he probably isn't going to let go until he gets hungry

In a nutshell, that's just some of your day to day with lovely NoMin

So, I hope you had a nice day ✨

✨By Mooribi🐶✨

[midday0dreams]

A MEANS TO AN END. 

(phrase): a way of getting or achieving something.

chapter: 1

^im not sure where this is going yet, no triggers warning^

m.list

***

This is getting.. weird 

You thought to yourself, laying in your warm bed staring at the celling of the dark room twirling a strand of your hair like a lovestruck teenage.

But it wasn’t love you are feeling, no definitely not

Because you know what love is, you are in love with your boyfriend.. so it must be intrigue,

Yes, you’er just intrigued and nothing else… 

Speaking of your boyfriend, your lovely boyfriend Jeno.

You turn to check on him, 

Met by his exquisite muscular back, exquisite indeed it still a disappointment since he seems to be in a mood today.. his moody days are increasing in frequency for an unknown reason.. but naming Na Jaemin as the culprit in dragging your lover’s mood won’t be a wild guess.

Na Jaemin.. that creep

Lately he’s been invading your thoughts. He’s like water sneaking through your hardest attempts to block him out.

His tall lanky body that seems to always slouch and hang off of surfaces, his shameless stare, he’s such a puzzle.. you cut thschainn of thoughts and reach to your phone to check the time.. it reads 10:11 

Damn it is still early.. 

Usually at the this hour you would be out somewhere enjoying the nightlife with jeno,

You sigh and toss around in the hot sheets, attempting to find a more comfortable spot.the room seems to be only getting warmer by the minute. all thanks to your boyfriend’s strong dislike for air conditioners 

You’er lucky I love you 

You huff and force your eyes to close in search for sleep.

A rude knock rips through the peaceful quietness, startling both you and jeno.

“I’m ordering pizza, do you guys want any?” 

Jaemin muffled voice comes from behind the door, his shadow can be seen fidgeting in nervousness through the door sill.

You look at your boyfriend who is displeased to be awakened.

“no!” He answers in clear annoyance 

“Ah okay” jaemin counters with a hint of disappointment in his voice.

His foot steps fade away as he walks way from your bedroom door..

You kind of forgot he had moved to live with you.

Jeno pulls the sheets and wraps himself in them and goes back to his slumber without a word..

You go back to your lousy attempts to sleep, 

It must have been a long 20 minutes of tossing and turning until another gentler knock announce itself making your already grumpy boyfriend more agitated   

Jeno huffs “what now?” 

“Pizza is here..and umm” jaemin answers

You’er kind of amused, this is way more entertaining than fighting to keep your eyes closed 

“And I thought we can watch a movie” ….”or something” 

The tension hangs in the air for a minute before jeno, finally, looks your way 

“You go!” he kind of orders you “he’s probably bored” he sighs and goes back top laying down 

You don’t mind, as you are bored too.. you jump out of bed and head to the door.

His eyes widens for a second when you opened your bedroom door, like he wasn’t expecting it. 

His dull face lights up as you drag your socks clad feet out and close the door behind you, leaving you grumpy boyfriend to soundly sleep.

The cool air feel refreshing one your skin..oh your skin

Suddenly your self conscious about your attire, or the lack of..

Your skimpy short shorts don’t cover much and the thin cotton t-shirt with no bra underneath it leave little to the imagination.

Although you’er very, very embarrassed.. it’s too late to turn back now.

And besides, jaemin is like a brother to jeno, so technically he’s like a brother to you too.

[peachybun-bun]

More Than One Night [pt 2]

pairing; Na Jaemin x f reader

genre; roommate au, comedy, smut

notes/warnings; protected sex, oral (f recieving), other Dreamies mentioned as roommates, mention of alcohol, there is food ate...(again I don't know what people want here)

work count; 2.7k and some change (if you care about this)

Part of the roommate au began with Haechan's: Shooting His Shot #1 . I decided to continue Jaemin's story from a Choose Your Own Lyrics prompt PART ONE PART THREE PART FOUR. There will be other parts to this story. Wish Jaemin the best of luck in his endeavors.

You smile to the kiss against your throat, as Jaemin’s hand pulls you closer, he was a gentleman. Sure, his hands were all over you, but the both of you were in the back of some strangers' vehicle, so he was controlling himself.

You suck on your bottom lip, glancing out the window as the suv pulls to a stop in front of a larger house, a few cars out in the front and some lights still on. Jaemin thanks the driver and slides out of the door, reaching out for you. 

“This is your place?” Your voice is softer than you anticipated, but you had expected an apartment or a small house. This looked like several people lived here.

“Yeah...I share it with some roommates. Is that ok? I promise I’ll get you home. No funny business.” You smile up at him as you slide out of the car, and it drives away, leaving you completely in his care now. 

Walking alongside him, you glance at the cars. They aren’t lambos, but they aren’t junkers either. “Wow...one of these yours?”

He nods and gestures to a red Audi, “I just knew I wanted to have a few drinks, so didn’t want to risk anything. I’ll take you home later...or in the morning?” 

Your eyes meet his, as your cheeks flush a bit to the offer to stay the night, not just for sex. “Yeah...in the morning. That’s fine.”

He grins and reaches to place his thumb and forefinger against your chin, tilting your head up so he can press a soft kiss to your lips. There is some force behind it, authority. You almost lose your breath in the kiss as your back arches. 

Jaemin pulls away with a deep breath of his own. You were delicious, cranberries and vodka mixed with what could only be described as you. Jaemin’s teeth bite into his bottom lip, as he raises a brow and links his fingers with yours, leading you up to the front door and inside. “You want something to drink?” 

Glancing around, you feel yourself going a bit shy, but you weren't going to let your nerves get the better of you and make you chicken out of this, not when Jaemin looked at you like that. Hearing more voices, you glance into the living room seeing five other people.

Your eyes widening a bit, Jaemin laughs and shakes his head. “You don’t have to meet them...wait until tomorrow and see if you want to.” Nodding, you hold on to his arm as he keeps you from their view.

Renjun looks up, seeing Jaemin wasn’t alone. His foot smacks into Jeno, who groans and rubs his shin. “Why the hell do you all keep kicking me? I’m going to kick someone's ass.”

Renjun points behind them, towards the hall, causing the rest of the boys to take notice. “Well fuck...are we the only ones not getting laid? Who’s that?” Jeno’s voice was quiet, so as to not draw attention. 

Jisung smirks and shakes his head, turning back to the tv as Renjun, Mark, Chenle, and Jeno watch Jaemin disappear behind his closed room door with you. Mark sighs and rubs the back of his neck with a chuckle, “Good for him...she’s hot. Least from what I could tell.”

Jeno groans and leans his head back on the couch, looking up at the ceiling, thinking life just wasn’t fair sometimes. Maybe he just needed to get out of the house for once. 

The door closed and locked, you glanced around the room with a smile, going to look at framed pictures,putting faces with the back of the heads you had seen, or at least making guesses. “Your roommates?” Jutting your thumb towards the door.

Jaemin moves to you, wrapping his arms around you from behind, his lips pressing to your exposed shoulder with a nod. 

“Mmmhm. That was five of the seven I have. Haechan and his girl are out on a date tonight.”

You raise a brow and glance over at him, “You have a female roommate?”

He nods and laughs, “Is that a problem? She’s dating one of my friends, not me…” 

You shake your head no, not really sure why you had even asked, just curious. “No...of course not. Have you all been friends for a long time?”

Jaemin nods to your question, as you feel his hands slide the skirt of your dress up your legs, his nails gently scratching your skin as he answers. “Yeah..I’ve known the guys since we were just kids. Decided to get this place together...do you have siblings?” 

Laughing to the small talk, while he pulls the dress up your waist and finally over your head, you turn to look at him and shake your head. “Let’s talk about this stuff tomorrow...see how tonight goes?”

Jaemin nods and takes in the view, once you are facing him. His hands cup your breasts, squeezing lightly with a groan, before he takes your hands and leads you towards the bed. 

Your hands move to his belt, undoing it as his hands slide down to your hips. He slips his fingers under the band of your panties, pushing them down and letting them fall down your legs. Stepping out of them, you smile and shake your head. “I’m feeling a little bit at a disadvantage here, Jaemin…”

He groans to the feeling of your hands undoing his pants. “Mm, you are, but I think I like it this way.” His hands grip yours, taking them from his jeans as your legs hit the back of his bed. “Sit down, beautiful.”

You do as he says, looking up at him as his fingers trail over your cheek to your lips, before he takes his hand away completely. “Take your bra off.”

You nod and reach behind you, unclasping your bra and letting the straps slip down your shoulders. Jaemin reaches down to slide his fingers over the material of your bra, before pulling it off you slowly, letting it drop to the floor. “Damn...you are sexy.” 

You laugh, sucking on your bottom lip to Jaemin’s words. They were playful, and you liked how he made you smile. “So are you. What do you want me to do?”

Jaemin all but groans when you ask him that. He hadn’t expected it, for you to ask him what he wanted you to do in the bedroom. If Jaemin was truthful with himself, he liked the control, it turned him on. He’d never hurt you or anyone else, but having the upper hand, well that made things interesting. 

“Lay on the bed and pull your legs up. Spread your legs nice and wide for me?” His voice was lower somehow, the playful nature was dropped, and you had to stop yourself from moaning over just that.

“Okay...like this?” You smile as you get into the position he wanted, as he watched, an obvious bulge pressing against the zipper of his jeans. 

“Just like that.” Reaching for the hem of his shirt, he pulls it over his head, and you swoon at what you are met with. A perfect physique. God, how did you get so lucky in a fucking bar? Smiling at you, Jaemin drops his pants and underwear, causing you to gasp again when you are met with what was in store for you.

“Jaemin...holy shit.” 

He laughs and glances down at his cock with a shrug. “I think you might be biased right now, but thank you.” 

You weren’t, it looked perfect. Not too big, but not small by any means, it was almost pretty. You had never looked at a dick and thought “you know what that’s a pretty dick”, but this man changed your perspective. Shaking your head, you sigh and run your hands over your legs, which seems to bring Jaemin back to reality. 

“I want to taste you, is that ok?”

You flush slightly at the question and nod, as he lays down between your legs, his head level with your core. You shiver as his fingers slide over your wet folds, sliding between them, before parting them so his lips could finally press around your clit, causing your hips to buck towards his mouth. “Jaemin, oh my god…” 

He pulls back with a smile, as his other hand slides along your stomach, “Just relax, enjoy it.”

You take a shallow breath and nod, closing your eyes as his mouth attaches to you once again, causing you to moan loudly. He was good at this, really good. Your hand moves to slide through his hair, gently tugging him closer as you lift your hips at his tongue gliding along your folds. You weren’t sure how much you could take before you’d lose it. 

Jaemin groans at how good you taste, he enjoyed this. It was what he wanted. Hearing you moaning his name over and over, but there was more. He enjoyed making you feel good. He liked your hands running through his hair. He loved watching you writhe under him, your breasts rising and falling as you tried to catch your breath. You were close and he was going to get you there.

Sucking hard over your clit, he hears you gasp his name. He bucks into the bed, unable to stop himself. He wanted to be inside you so fucking bad, but he wanted this first, to make sure you enjoyed this, because for some reason he wasn’t sure he wanted this to just be a one night thing. 

Moaning his name, along with many other words that didn’t make sense strung together, you grip at Jaemin’s hair and roll your hips hard as you reach your orgasm. No one has made you feel that good, at least not in a very long time. You felt like you were seeing stars, your thighs quivering, your stomach clenching. You just wanted his lips on yours, his cock inside you. You were starving for him. “Jaemin, baby, please...please come here.” Your voice is a bit raspy and full of breath.

Jaemin looks up as you call his name and smirks when you call him baby. He slides up to meet your lips in a tender kiss. You moan to the taste of yourself on his lips, as your leg wraps around his hips, bringing him closer to you. “Let me get a condom…”

You sigh, not wanting to let him go, but nod. He slides out of the bed, to do what he needed to do. You hear the sound of the foil tearing, and finally he is back to you, back between your legs. “Put your legs back around me, babe.”

You flush to the pet name, but do as asked, resting your heels on his ass as he reaches between the two of you, lining himself up. You lose your breath as he slides in with one fluid motion. “Oh...o-oh” He glances down at you with a groan, nodding in agreement as he fills you completely. You were right, he is perfect. 

Jaemin rests his forehead on yours as he begins his thrusts, slow and steady, but he goes deep making sure to hit your spot every single time. He knew what he was doing, and you were all but thanking god for deciding to go out tonight. “Right there, Jaemin...yes.” He smirks, leaning to capture your lips in a hungry kiss, as his thrusts become more purposeful. 

You were already sensitive from your first orgasm, and the way he was moving in you, there was no way you were going to last very long. Jaemin groans, feeling how tight you become as another wave of pleasure washes over you, and you squeeze his cock like a vise. “Oh fuck...yeah?”

You nod to his question, understanding what he was saying even if all the words weren’t there. “You too…?” 

He nods and rests his face in the crook of your neck. After a few more thrusts, he groans your name loudly, coming to a stop after another moment. “Shit..that was good.”

You laugh, your fingers gliding through his hair as you nod in agreement. 

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The sun hit the back of your eyelids, causing you to groan in annoyance. You weren’t sure what time it was, but you were positive it was early. You start to move, but realize there is an arm draped over you, and a cheek on your breast. Smiling as you remember the right before, just after everything was said and done. Jaemin had kissed every inch of your face and chest, before finally you both fell asleep. 

Running your fingers through his hair, you thought about everything. Usually you were so quick to jump out that door and into an uber, no one would stop you, but this was so nice. He had been so nice, a gentleman when he needed to be, and then perfectly ungentlemanly when you wanted it most.

Jaemin stirs to the feeling of your hand in his hair, glancing up at you with a grin, before leaning to press a kiss to your lips. “Do you want a shower? I can find you something comfortable to wear...and maybe make you breakfast before I take you home? If that’s good with you?” His voice was hopeful, and it made you smile.

You sigh softly, considering it, before nodding, “Yeah, that all sounds really good.” 

He nudges your nose with his, before sliding out of bed and leading you to his bathroom, explaining he got lucky and got one of the only ones with an ensuite. He gives you a pair of his sweats and a t-shirt, before leaving you to get ready, directing you where to go once you are done. 

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Nerves fill your stomach as you stand at his door, considering what was on the other side. All of those roommates, and you were the chick he had brought home for a one night stand. This was usually the walk of shame...though you weren’t in the dress you wore last night, and you weren’t leaving. Swallowing hard, you run your hand through your damp hair and step out into the hall. Following the path he had directed, and the smell of food, you find the kitchen. 

One man sat with a girl on his lap as they shared a plate of food. You assumed this was Haechan and his girlfriend, if your memory served you correctly. He glances over her shoulder and grins at you, “You must be Y/N. Jaemin has told us literally almost nothing about you. Please sit and explain your life in explicit detail.” 

You laugh at him as his girlfriend puts her hand over his mouth, and apologizes for him, telling you good morning and offering you juice. Taking it, you find a seat near the stove, watching Jaemin as he cooks more food than you could ever eat.

He smiled over at you, taking in the sight of you in his clothes with a slight groan, “I could get used to that, if I’m honest…”

Your cheeks flushing, you start to answer, when another round of people file into the kitchen after having smelled food. 

Five other boys find seats around the bar, glancing at you with varied expressions. Curiosity, amusement, was that jealousy? “I’m Mark, this is Rejun, Jeno, Chenle, and that’s Jisung, our baby.”

Jisung groans and waves at you, before accepting a plate from Jaemin. He puts one in front of you next, before the questions start. 

Renjun stabs a sausage and points it at you, “I only have one question.”

You widen your eyes and look at him, to Jaemin, and back. “Yeah?”

He grins a bit, and speaks while chewing. “Did Jaemin use a crap pick up line to get you here, or does he actually have any game? Cause you are far too pretty for him.” 

You can’t help but laugh as some of the tension is broken. Jaemin yells, “Ya!” tossing a roll of paper towels at Renjun, before taking a seat at your side, his hand sliding over your leg. You knew after this he would be taking you home, and that almost made you sad to see this coming to an end.

[2-cute-4-school]

NCT Dream reaction : you give them a handmade gift

M.list

Genre : fluff fluff fluff

Word count : 2.5K words

Mark Lee

*sigh* my overworked baby, SM pls let him rest

he probably forgets to eat from time to time or just doesn’t time to

which breaks your poor little heart :<

so when Mark stays in the recording room until late in the night once again, you don’t go to him empty handed

you go to him with a handful of homemade cookies!!! ヽ(^◇^*)/

when you enter the studio, Mark’s slumped figure immediately straightens up, tired eyes lighting up at the sight of you

he turns in his chair and stretched out his arms to you with a puppy face and your heart :((( just :((((( melts :(((((((((( wow mark no need to kill us all with your babie culture

but who are you to say no to this angel with somewhat less appropriate thoughts but you didn’t hear this from me so you don’t hesitate to walk into his open arms

he lays his head on your stomach, nuzzling into you and cuddling up to you like a clingy koala bear as you run your fingers comfortingly through his hair, lightly massaging his head 

with the serene atmosphere you almost forgot why you came so you pulled away from Mark, your heart clenching at his whine and bring the bag with the cookies out of your backpack and thrust it in his hands

he looks from you to the bag and back with eyes so wide and innocent your brain almost short circuited at the utter cuteness

he digs into it once you prompt him to, a soft ‘woah’ coming out from him once he was hit with the sight of freshly baked cookies

“daaamn these are so good, babe” your eyes shine with pride

as he sticks one in his mouth, munching delighted at it (◠‿◠✿) , he grabs you with an arm, sitting you on his lap like a baby that you are and prodding your lips with another cookie he grabbed out of the bag

“oh no, I made these for you, I don’t-”

he doesn’t let you finish your sentence as he pushes the cookie in your mouth, watching you fondly as you start munching on it and patting your head with a gentle hand

“you’re so much cuter when you’re not nagging”

*GASP*

the Disrespect

Huang Renjun

this baby probably also showers you in his own gifts such as paintings or drawing of you sooo

it’s only proper that you also gist him something made by you (°∀°)

you work your cute ass off to perfect the most adorable Moomin key-chain you can come up with *huff* 

the day you finally deem it good enough to be shown to the top artist Huang Renjun you sweat buckets as you approach him

Renjun is busy on his iPad as you paddle over to him and stick the key-chain in his face with a dumb but proud smile “here”

Renjun turns to you with a blank face “what is this?”

●‿●

when I tell you the blood drained from your face and you died 50 times internally, your soul just left your body and you saw your life flash before your eyes ‘well life was good, time to say goodbye eyy’

you manage a loud and definitely not artificial laugh

“HAHAHA JUST AN UGLY THING I made I MEAN FOUND HAha ʰᵃ!!! Hey doesn’t it look like you in the morning?!” 

that’s when you knew you gotta bolt the scene

but Renjun of course couldn’t let your embarrassment end there the grumpy little gremlin

he snatched the keychain from you and curled his other hand around you, gluing you to his side and you froze as you looked into his sparkly wide eyes ( Renjun’s eyes are galaxies fite me )

“you made this for me?”

“uh yeah” 

warning : you were strangled to death by Renjun who deemed that a simple ‘thank you’ just couldn’t suffice, you had to die asphyxiated by his bear hug

“thank u thank u thank it’s so cute, I love it so much! I love you so much!!!”

“do you love me more than Moomin?”

warning 2 : he threw you away faster than he captured you in his deathly cute hug

“know your place, no. 2″

(¤﹏¤)

Lee Jeno

so Jeno is just a biiiiit upset at you maybe

okay maybe a bit more than just a bit

because you might or might have not broken his favorite cup which, mind you, was also a gift from you, when you were at the dorms

so now this overgrown baby gives you THE stinky eye and makes sarcastic and grumpy remarks with any chance he gets

and honesty as much as you love him, you’re ABSOLUTELY DONE with his pettiness :’)

that’s how you find yourself seated at your desk with a blank cup, acrylic watercolors and brushes spread everywhere as you squeeze every ounce of willpower to finish what you started

so after 2 mental breakdown, painted fingers and a veryyy dirty desk, you finished painting a cute design on Jeno’s new cup

you let it dry and didn’t waste another second to bring it to Jeno who still sulked at the dorms

once you were let inside, you trudged over to Jeno who was sat at the couch, refusing to get up and greet you with kisses as he usually did and slammed the cup on the coffee table in front of him

his frown turned into a confused puppy face so fast his duality amazed you once again, he lifted the cup gently, running the tips of his fingers gently over the paintings you worked so hard to complete for him

“are you still mad, nono?”

his silence was quite unnerving as you started to tire yourself out, your voice weakened by worry, but he lifted his head, looking at you with eyes so soft your heart fluttered wildly in your chest

“mad? you-you did this for me and you think I’m mad?”

he put the cup down much gentler than you and stood up from his seat, engulfing you in his arms, one of his hands squeezing you impossibly close to him and the other one cradling your head to his chest

“I think I just fell in love with you once again”

“if you fall in love just from a painted cup I should be more careful when I leave you alone”

he chuckled at your witty remark, kissing the side of his neck

once you broke apart, he placed his new favorite cup on the highest shelf and turned to you with a shit-eating grin

“i’ll put this here so maybe you won’t break this one too”

“sleep with an eye open tonight, lee” (☉‿☉✿)

Lee Donghyuck

so another overworked baby of mine bless his soul

his schedule is so packed so even though he’d cuddle with you until the end of times you actually didn’t get to do that as often as you’d like

and we all know how whiny lil cutie baby Haechanie can get when he doesn’t get what he wants :’))))

and since unfortunately you can’t be beside him all of the time like he wants you to, you decide the next best thing : you knit him a scarf !! you even stuck a tag made out of a soft material with a drawing of a smiley sun to one end of the scarf

he looks so shocked when you skip into his room and lovingly strangle him with the scarf

and you swear you could see his eyes glisten when you tell him you made it yourself and he remembers the bandaids that seemed to grow in number every day which you always shrugged of when he asked

although the tears may be from the lack of air  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

n e way, he looks so thankful as he wordlessly cradles your hands in his, bringing them up to his lips and taking the time to litter kisses over every single one of your small injuries, whispering a soft ‘i love you’ at the end

you swear your heart runs leaps through your rib cage

he just loves you so so much and would appreciate anything you give him 

you bring his face back up and press a huge *smooch* on his lips and you both giggle in between your kisses

why so cute you lovebirds?!?

he brings the scarf everywhere he goes, to the dorms, to every show, concert, whenever he travels somewhere, no matter the season

it becomes his lucky charm

once, Renjun sends you a picture of your Hyuckie sleeping cuddled up to the scarf, his nose nuzzled into it

“you know I won’t let him forget about this. EVER” you smirk at Renjun’s text, typing back a reply

“pls do” ( ಠ◡ಠ )

Na Jaemin

this sweet boi hold close to his heart anything you give him

so there’s literally no reason to stress over the bracelet you decided to craft for him

but you being you of course you want to rip your hair out every time something doesn’t go your way ah the levels of patience are definitely soaring through the roof

you even swallowed your pride and asked Jeno for help (read as used him as a puppet) so you were sure you’d get the right size

so after doubting the colors, patterns, material, your entire life choices, you asked Jaemin to close his eyes the next time you met up

with extra shaky fingers, you wrapped the bracelet around his wrist and fumbled to tie it properly

“I’m not getting any younger over here, y/n”

“shut up, mommy jaemie”

he managed to slap the back of your head even with his eyes closed (>‘o’)>

so when you finally tied a sturdy knot with your chicken fingers, you let him open his eyes and beach let me tell you the way his entire face broke into a smile at the sight of the pretty bracelet around your wrist

the sun seemed to pale in comparison with his precious smile, jaemin lights up the world no question, there’s no way you can convince me otherwise

“oh my God, my baby spent time making me such a pretty gift, I must have saved a country in my previous life, come here, let me smooch you into next week (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧ “

so that’s how you ended up trapped in Jaemin’s embrace FOREVER

he kept on complimenting you the entire day and made it his mission to boast to every member he could get is hands on about his pretty gift made by his even prettier baby, he’s such a sucker for you no joke whipped culture right here m’am

“Jaemin, the the threads are getting dirty, don’t you think it’s time to take it off-?”

“I’ll die wearing this ʘ‿ʘ“

Zhong Chenle

among all of his ultra expensive things he has, he is dead sure that you’re the most precious in his life

he often told you he’d give up every penny in his bank and all his fame as long as he got to keep you by his side

he regarded you as a ray of warm light when the world left him cold and he swore he’d fight off anything and anyone who dared to hurt you

so this is how he found himself a bit confused and extremely guilty over how he is supposed to fight himself, watch and learn baby

he never meant to upset you, especially over something you poured your blood, sweat and tears into perfecting it just for him

sure, you were aware the Chinese patters you sewed carefully into a pristine white material weren’t perfect, but the way he laughed in you face once you offered it to him toppled your negative emotions over

he wasn’t aware that you sewed it yourself when he made fun of it

“jeez, where did you get this from, Y/N, the clownery fair? even though you should report them for to costumer protection for its ugliness”

“maybe I should report you for being a bitchy prick” ʕ ಡ ﹏ ಡ ʔ

you glare at him and storm away, slamming the door

chenle, the most oblivious and babiest boyfriend : (Θ︹Θ)ს well shit

but of course you couldn’t stay mad at him for long when he sweet talked his way back into your good side basically every minute of the day after finding out from Renjun (this angry angel helped you bless his soul) how hard you worked to sew that

so even though you’re still sulking a lil bit

you accept to come over at his house and as soon as you enter his room you’re shook

where one of his posters once hung above his bed now stood your sewing project proudly

you stared in awe like （’◎’）

“but I though you said it’s ugly”

“that’s before I knew it’s made by you. Anything you did is directly promoted to gorgeous, admirable, incomparable-”

ヾ(＠⌒▽⌒＠)ﾉ

3 weeks later while cuddling 

you : *GASP* “I’m so sorry for calling you a bitchy prick, baby”

Park Jisung

he is a giant as much as he is a baby and you agree with me even if you don’t 

babies are fascinated by almost anything, especially colorful things

which means Jisung is also fascinated by colorful things ʕ·ᴥ·ʔ

so when you met and you pulled out a few origami figures of different, lively colors, Jisung : (✪㉨✪)

“woah, how did you do these?”

“they’re like basic origami figurines”

if he wasn’t amazed enough already

when you picked up a purple frog and pressed on its bottom and it jumped, Jisung jumped up with it

“WOAH, how did you do THAT?”

you didn’t have the heart to break his innocent awe and tell him it didn’t take longer than 5 minutes to make that frog

so you just settled for a shrug and a simple

“magic, Jisung, magic”

at that, he straightens up in his seat, his awestruck expression fading into a serious one as he grips your shoulders tightly （´＿｀）

“you’ve been lying to me, haven’t you?” ~(｡☉︵ ಠ@)>

“what do you mean, sungie?”

“you’re a wizard!!!!!!!!!”

*facepalm* *internal sigh* *whale noises because cuteness levels are just too high* 

“uh, yeah sure, baby, whatever floats your boat”

you try to turn away to hide your growing smile, but jisung isn’t having it

“no, you can’t leave me like this!! teach me!!!1!”

he grips your sleeve and looks at you with such wide innocent eyes as if you’re another wonder of the world and you swear you melt on the spot

“well, you know, my services aren’t free” (¬‿¬)

“what do you want?”

“kisses?” ( jisung shutting down )

“k-kisses? kisses??!? i mean *clears throat and buffs up* yeah sure, that’s all? i can do kisses” ( this baby blushed after only mentioning it but okay boss baby go off I guess ) (*~▽~)

he could’t even be disappointed when he found out origami was nowhere near to magic when you spoiled him with kithes all evening *cue a red Jisungie*

[jaehyunhour]

la la love | masterlist

college!jaemin strangers to lovers social media au.

summary: in which you’re upset at jeno for still talking to his ex yeji, so you recruit jaemin to fake date you to make him jealous, but you accidentally fall in love with jaemin during the process.

pairing: jaemin x female reader (special guest appearances from nct’s jisung, renjun, chenle, jeno, and itzy’s ryujin and yeji).

*chapters with mature content marked with ☽.

intro 1 | intro 2

one | two | three | four | five | six | seven

eight | nine | ten ☽ | eleven | twelve | thirteen

fourteen | fifteen | sixteen | seventeen | eighteen

nineteen | twenty | twenty-one | twenty-two

twenty-three | twenty-four | twenty-five

epilogue 1 | epilogue 2 | epilogue 3

(if links are not working/showing up, search “la la love” on my blog and it should all show up!)

[yanglike]

[10:00 pm]

“You’re so small, baby. I love it when you fall asleep in my arms.” he said, completely softened by the sight of you sleeping. “I love you so so much” he kissed your forehead.”I wish I could always be by your side, protecting you and remind you how much of a special presence you are to me.” he hugged you tighter. “It doesn’t matter what, I will always be by your side, I will always protect you, I will always be there for you, I will listen to your struggles and you will always have a soft spot in me.” with that said, he smiled to himself, and reminded himself that he was the luckiest man on Earth to have you.

[mistymark]

nct dream x hogwarts

nct dream as hogwarts students // 2.3k words // masterlist // send requests here

r e n j u n

the only slytherin in the gang

probably muggle-born but also top of most of his classes

what can he say hes amazed by this shit

really good at theory-based subjects especially

history of magic is his bitch lets be real

sketches in his books and stuff

says he likes sketching with quills the most because theyre more aesthetic

donghyuck says its because hes pretentious

but the whole group pitched in to get him some really nice canvases and paints and other tools

one of his paintings is hanging in the school somewhere, and the little girl in it smiles and greets all the students as they walk past

somehow she always tries to spit on people who had been annoying him recently - and them only

sometimes she spits on Donghyuck for no reason

jeno laughs and says its because she has a crush on him

uses magic for the dumbest things just because he can

he mastered the wingardium leviosa spell within a week because he couldn't be bothered getting up to get things

when he gets close to graduation, hes pretty much practicing simple wandless magic

once freaked out the first years because jaemin charmed a storm cloud to hang around him for an entire day

it flashed lightning when he got particularly annoyed, which was a lot because that cloud was annoying as shit

has a really old owl that literally looks evil but has called it something like “snuggles”

laughs when he unintentionally swoops too low and skims other students’ heads on mail day

buys all his friends gifts during the holidays and comes back with bags filled with fun shit

pretends he never buys gifts for chenle and jisung

always ends up giving them more

cause hes soft like that

but he headlocks them after to show his dominance

has a habit of throwing his cases in the general direction of the dorm when he comes back from holidays and accidentally hitting other students

plays quidditch in his free time

debates strategies with Jeno during their free periods

gets called a traitor by his own captain

couldnt really give a shit about his own team, he prefers to support his friends

wears his school uniform properly and is the only one in the group who does so

j e n o

a Gryffindor

probably quidditch captain

and dubbed the best player on the team

super humble about it too

always commends his team for doing their best when they lose and every member loves him a lot

the captain that's always saying stuff like “it doesn't matter how this game ends... as long as we try our hardest and play as a team”

the entire team rolls their eyes at his cheesiness but the lack of pressure keeps them at ease

and majority of the time they play really well

though its clear his focus is on quidditch, he still does really well in his classes

cant cook but is somehow rlly good at potions??

likes all the really tiny creatures in care of magical creatures

and they like him too

has a slightly damaged snitch that he carries around with him at all times

one of the wings broke during his first ever game of quidditch and he never got rid of it

he keeps it in the pocket of his robes and fiddles with it when he's anxious about something

has a really good poker face when he's stressed and you'd never know until you hear the soft clicking of his hand playing with it in his pocket while he studies

has a terrible poker face when something confuses him though

during class its so obvious when he doesnt get something

renjun once charmed question marks to hang around his head and everyone in the class died laughing

even jeno

overall great sense of humour

he brought a cat

of course

and its always getting him into trouble for wandering into the off-limits areas of the castle or into the restricted section of the library

once jaemin joked that the cat was actually an animagus that was purposely trying to get him in trouble 

and jeno was spooked for like a week

wouldn't let the cat sleep on his bed and almost had a heart attack when he saw it wandering the halls between classes

but there was nothing wrong with the cat

shes just a curious girl

had a major glow-up between 6th and 7th year and everyone fell in love with him lmao

like everyone knew he was fit from quidditch but they didnt know he was that fit you know

heartthrob

d o n g h y u c k

an annoying brat

at least when he first arrived at Hogwarts in first year

has really good intentions though

everyone thought he would get sorted into Slytherin 

like the second he stepped on the train and found his way into mark lee’s compartment everyone was like this kid has GOT to be a Slytherin

but no! hufflepuff

true fullsun

used to be a beater on the quidditch team but he was forced to quit until he got his grades up

but he ended up commentating because he couldnt play

and who can actually talk that fast other than the lee donghyuck

and actually found that he enjoyed that more

so even when his grades were t h r i v i n g

he stayed as a commentator

absolutely hilarious and everyone loves him for it

is Not afraid to call out foul plays

mutters quick apologies to the professors when they scold him but does it again later anyway

tbh is actually really popular

known for being dared to stand on the Slytherin table and sing at the top of his lungs 

and actually doing it

he got two weeks detention

“worth it” - donghyuck, circa. 2019

has a talent for defence against the dark arts

acts like the smartest person in the room during that class

hes lowkey right tho

(don't tell him)

wears his tie way too loose and constantly gets told off about it

promises professors he’ll fix it then walks away and just,,, doesnt

his Hufflepuff scarf hangs off his bed frame back home

had a toad for his first few years of hogwarts but the toad ended up passing away so now he has a really troublesome owl

the owl itself is a good boy, flies fast and efficiently, but has a nasty habit of pecking donghyuck when hes hungry

“but hes hungry all the time” he whines when jaemin explains the bird’s just hungry. meanwhile, jaemin’s owl is sitting softly beside him, her eyes closed as he pets her

every first day back from holidays hyuck has red lines on his hands, arms and ears from the owl

chenle says its for giving the poor bastard a terrible name

donghyuck never actually refers to his owl by his proper name, always things like “bastard” and “dipshit”

theres a conspiracy theory about the owl’s real name and no one in their group will spill the secret

complains that the animals in care of magical creatures like him more than his own pet

“lol tru” - Chenle

j a e m i n

ravenclaw’s biggest flirt and most popular student

probably didnt even want to run for house captain but still got the position

theres a rumour that he was offered head boy but he turned it down

was the first one to find the kitchens and claimed it as the unofficial hang out spot for their group

if you’re ever missing jaemin, he’s probably in the kitchens chatting up the elves and stealing food every now and then

carries snacks with him everywhere for when he needs to comfort one of his babies house members

literally all the younger year levels feel so comfortable coming to him with their problems

has no issue with staying up in the common room to talk through things with someone

is known to walk people to their classes and then bolt to his own classrooms so hes not late

50% of the school is already in love with him

he was given the angel reputation back in first year and it hasn't let him down

is kind of a troublemaker tho

teases his classmates and even some professors that he has a good relationship with

really really loves transfiguration

probably wants to become an animagus

also wants to be an auror

absolutely loves defence of the dark arts

his owl is white and regal

like genuinely beautiful

she always looks like shes happy to see you

just like her owner uwu

he named her something sweet and meaningful

when Renjuns owl isnt able to fly, jaemin’s owl is eager to take Renjuns mail back to his family for him

wears his jumper all year round

its a good look though,, no ones complaining

was on the quidditch team up until his final year

he dropped it to focus on his studies and also being house captain

it takes him forever to go anywhere because he stops to talk to everyone

somehow knows everyone in school

even the third years in other houses??

runs errands for teachers with a smile

offers to buy food when the group goes out

c h e n l e

another muggleborn

but fits in so well

like the boy is just a natural at magic

unfortunately it doesnt always transfer into his grades

he has such a great interest in everything,,, just not on what hes learning

learnt fourth year history of magic in his first year but still almost failed his exam at the end of year

also hes the best other hufflepuff in the group

didnt understand quidditch for at least a year

ended up in the team in second year and is actually really good

probably the goalie

has the loudest laugh in school

the older professors claim they can hear him from the other side of the castle

somehow gets his hands on all the coolest magic stuff

has the marauders map no doubt

bought himself an invisibility cloak to mess with his friends

makes his professors laugh a lot

fist bumps everyone in school istg

like chenle w h y

really good at muggle studies too

made sure to select it as a subject the entire time he was at hogwarts as a slack class

doesnt really study and then feels threatened when someone gets a mark close to his

studies his butt off for the next test to maintain his status as top rank

definitely had a rat first year because he thought they were cool

and also because he knows rats can be pets like ??? wyd with owls you guys ??? shouldn't they be out in the wild or smth??

was super depressed when he found out how short the lifespans of rats were

ended up having to buy an owl in third year because rip nugget 2k15 :((

his owl is Small

thought it would be funny to call it renjun

but then renjun wouldnt talk to him for almost a week

visits the owlery at least once a week during his free periods to check on his owl

collects his thoughts up there

also rlly likes feeding the owls

sometimes steals Jeno’s cat

catch him in his dorm studying on his bed with Jeno’s cat sleeping in his lap

chenle claims its because the cats like the warm greenhouse vibe the Hufflepuff dorm has going on

but the real reason he bribed the cat into loving him when he first met it

probably was the one to lead the cat to the off-limits areas of the castle

j i s u n g

Gryffindors best seeker to date

kinda shy but is rlly admired by everyone

likes to piss jeno off by missing practice every two practices to study

but low-key hes so good he doesnt really have to go at all

doesnt want a career in quidditch but is constantly reminded he could have one if he wanted it

easily the most popular boy in his year

got asked out a few times this year and awkwardly rejected them all in the nicest way possible

he has a cat thats just as long and skinny as he is

jeno likes to call it sungie and it now responds to that name

enjoys care of magical creatures but very hesitant towards the creatures

but because of his care and precaution, the animals all really love him lmao

gets really soft around them now

seriously oblivious to his admirers tho

chenle once said if the triwizard tournament was to be brought back jisung would be the one to be chosen

has lived in fear ever since

okay jokes

boy could totally win

the only one in the group who has attempted and can successfully perform wordless magic

he knows way too many jinxes and charms off the top of his head that he can easily jinx you without even uttering a word

once was studying in the great hall when one of his friends teased him about rejecting someone and without looking up from his book he just lifted his wand and waved it, jinxing the apple in his friend’s hand to bite him

got detention but honestly the professor was so pleased with his progress it was only a one hour session

has a lot of sass 

evidently

never Fully awake at breakfast

always looks really good in the evenings tho

he comes down to breakfast with his tie half undone and the top button of his shirt open

undoes the top buttons when he’s stressed too

professors love having him as a student

especially because they know he hangs out with jaemin

but the fact that he was in renjun and Donghyuck and Chenle’s group was enough for them to be wary

but hes the perfect blend of fun and focused in lessons

likes studying outside in summer

enjoys walking around school grounds during the holidays

[gyeomsweetgyeom]

Can you write abt after care and acts of service jaemin ? I need a cute fluff rn (also i love ur writing so much )

thank you babes!!! hope you enjoy <333

(cw: implications of sex but not explicitly detailed)

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Jaemin's arm was looped around your shoulders as you both laid back and tried to catch your breath while staring at the white ceiling of your shared bedroom. The cotton sheets felt fresh against your sweaty back, sheets that had just been freshly washed.

It shouldn't have been as attractive as it was to walk into the bedroom to catch Jaemin fluffing the pillows. It shouldn't have been so attractive to see all the pillows in the exact arrangement you liked them. Jaemin doing the bare minimum, changing the bed sheets, should not have been that attractive. Before you knew it, the sheets were tangled around the both of you in a heated intimate exchange, ruining his work.

Jaemin pressed a kiss to the side of your head, exhaling contently, "you threw a wrench in my productive plans for the day. I was about to finish our vacation itinerary. Then I was going to start on dinner for tonight. Now, I just don't feel like leaving your side."

"But tonight is my turn to make dinner," you add while turning on your side to look up at him.

"Well, you did laundry all day and I had this great idea for those potatoes we've had sitting on the counter," he counters while running a slow, gentle hand down your bare spine.

"Jaemin," you drawl out, "I had to do the laundry anyway. Tell me what you have planned and I'll make it. Ok?"

Jaemin groans dramatically while kicking off the sheets and standing from the bed, "let me do something for you! Just this once!"

He grumbles all the way to the bathroom and has an angry pout on his face as he reenters the room with a warm towel to clean you up while you pull his discarded t-shirt over your head. Your head pops through the hole, hair a mess which he lovingly fixes. You keep your eyes locked on him, "you do stuff for me all the time. You changed the sheets, you refill the gas tank in my car, you put my phone to charge, you take over making dinner like 90% of the time. Let me do stuff for you too. I feel like I'm the lazy one in this relationship."

Jaemin's jaw drops in shock, "I do these things because I want to. I like helping you out in any small way I can because I love you. I'm going to love you until I'm wrinkly, old, and gray. You can't get rid of me-- ever. And you're not lazy, you do lots of stuff for me."

You raise your brows at him, asking him to continue, "well, you kiss me whenever I want, you play with my hair when I want you to, you cuddle me to sleep, you get me my favorite snacks when you go to the store even when I don't ask you to. I just like doing things for you because it makes me happy, and more importantly, it makes you happy. You're not lazy because we each have different strengths in this relationship."

"Geez, for a second there I was almost certain my love language was just acts of service but words of affirmation just climbed its way up. You are like the perfect man."

He shrugs with a laugh, "I'm your perfect man. Let me go get started on dinner."

[snapchattingnct]

Jaemin + Tea

[2:23pm]: Jaemin laughs heartily as he spins the tea cup ride even faster, making you clutch onto his arm, screaming for him to stop. Throwing an arm around your shoulder and pulling you close, he laughs, “Don’t worry babe. I got you.”

[ponderwritings]

[8:27pm] your heart beats a mile a minute when jaemin brings your hand up to his lips to leave the most delicate, featherlight kiss upon it. “anything for my princess,” jaemin says to you a light smirk gracing his beautiful features.

[timefornct]

[10:37am]: Jaemin is shocked when he feels how cold your hands are. He smirks to himself while he places them in his hoodies pockets