#nct haechan timestamp

[haechanhues]

[10:30am] There are many things you could blame this situation on; the late night slumber paired with the early morning rise, the fact that from behind, he resembled your friend, Chenle, or the fact you were touch starved. You realised it only when the deed was done and your face burned hot at the realisation. The moment is a repeated loop , securing itself a well earned spot in your Hall of Shame. Shame truly left a slimy aftertaste. The way college crush! Haechan turned around in surprise, letting out a strangled yelp before his eyes made eye contact with yours. His eyes comically wide and his lips dragged apart. His hands protectively guarding his butt cheeks which you had just slapped. The group giggles and laughs at the sound and the surprise that is so pronounced on Haechan’s face. All Haechan can do is stare and all you can do is look away ashamedly. Your apologies are short, sharp and completely drowned out by Chenle’s loud chortling. With a last bow of apology, you scurry off and grab onto Chenle with a grip like concrete, unknowing of the thoughtful and interested gaze that follows you into the lecture hall. 

tagging : @soobin-chois​ @penny-quinn

[yrqrnc]

biker!haechan as your boyfriend who you’re mad at (but are you, really?)

★: fluff fluff fluff fluff & a very sexy biker!lee haechan

m.list

( 𝟔 : 𝟓𝟎 𝐩𝐦 )

“i know you’re mad at me angel, but please. hold onto me, or you’re gonna fall off.” your boyfriend pleads as he glances at you for a quick second through the rear-view mirror of his bike.

“no.”

your answer is simple and sweet bitter. a classic sign for him to know how upset you actually are at him, no matter how silly or random the reason may be.

and see, the thing is, in a room full of stubborn people, you would be superior. that is one thing both you and haechan have known for a long time.

so it didn’t matter how sweetly he talked to you right now, if you’re upset, you are upset.

“babe.”

you can hear the frustration in his voice, and that pisses you even more because, how can he be frustrated?

you are.

you were furious.

he was the one who had been all careless about driving on your way to the café by speeding and doing those careless stunts with his damned bike to apparently “show off his amazing skills”, and on top of that, he was also the one who then proceeded to smile a little too unnecessarily sweetly and be a little too unnecessarily friendly to the new pretty friend of chenle, whom you guys had met on your group hangout today.

of course, those were reasons to be mad.

right?

because he was quite shameless about it too. complimenting her right in front of your face and thinking you didn’t catch him side-eyeing you every 2 seconds to see your reaction everytime he interacted with her?

you found him utterly annoying.

most of the time, it was affectionately, but today, your patience had been running short and he had pushed your buttons too far.

your boyfriend was aware of that, and he thought it quite cute, actually.

however, riding the bike as his pillion rider while being on that current speed of the bike could be quite dangerous, and he only wanted to assure your safety in that moment.

“just focus on driving, haechan. i won’t fall off”

“baby, you will.”

“oh my god,” you groan out in annoyance. he really wouldn’t stop.

“i said i won’t. you know what? look—”

his consistent “hold on to me”s eventually get on your nerves in your already sour mood, and you decide it would be best to just prove it to him;

show him that nothing will happen at all—for once—so that he can shut his pretty mouth up and get you both home quietly and hopefully, try to then make it up to you there.

and to do just that, you start trying to completely detach your body from his.

you just saw absolutely no need to hold onto him like he was pushing you to do.

you let your hands fly in the air as you shift back on your seat, away from him, to show him that he’s overreacting and you’re really not going to—

it takes about half and a quarter second for the furious wind to hit you harshly, rolling in along with the fast velocity of the bike, and you’re almost sent flying back off the vehicle.

almost.

in that panicked state of mind, you latch onto haechan’s back instantly, grabbing onto him like your life depended on it.

and it did, actually, for a second there.

your mind becomes so frenzied for a moment; you almost missed how, the moment you shifted away from him, he slowed down and one of his hands immediately flew back to reach you, in an attempt to hold you and pull you back to keep you safe and steady.

then, there’s a moment of silence.

there’s a painfully long moment of silence; only the rumbles of the engine of the bike to be heard.

you try to process what had just happened and how you just quite literally just embarrassed yourself with all the confidence you had about around 10 seconds ago, while he takes his time to calm himself down and steady himself and the bike after knowing you’re still there behind him.

the loud quietness is humiliating until he finally breaks it.

“...are you okay?” his voice comes out a little shaky as if, after the initial panic, he’s now trying to bite back a laugh, and you know he’s looking at you through the bike’s mirror again, with that stupid smirk etched onto his face.

“yes.”

this time, too, somehow, your reply is short and bitter sweet, and biker!haechan finds you absolutely adorable as you very slowly sneak your hands up his chest from the back in a tight hold, sticking closer to him, while you try your absolute best to not face him.

only for your own safety purposes, of course.

because— fine, alright. maybe he was not all that wrong when he’d instructed you. you’d tried to prove him wrong, and nature had just done you the other way around.

and frustratingly, yet once again, he thinks you don’t hear him when he stifles a laugh right in front of you.

“shut up. don’t.”

you mumble out, in poor attempt to keep up with the anger instead of the embarrassment that was swallowing you up right now.

but you’re really just pouting in the backseat and your boyfriend knows that.

you don’t know whether you want to jump off this damned bike willingly yourself now, or if you want to hide your face in his back and never show yourself again.

“mm. didn’t, angel.”

and you hate how you can hear that cocky smile on his face without having to look at him as he speaks.

dumb, dumb, and stupidly hot lee donghyuck.

you loathe him, and both of you know how true that stands.

“are you hungry? we can grab some takeout from that place you liked last time.” his voice is sweet as it always is, as he suggests.

but your mind is still a fuzzy swirl of embarrassment and irritation at him from earlier, and it ends up speaking something completely against your actual wants.

“no i’m fine.”

“baby,” he smiles softly as he glances at you once more, “is that your anger talking or you?”

“…”

“you don’t want that beef soup ramen from that place?”

“no, i don’t.”

and he just knows from your tone that you’re sulking behind him as you say this, your mind screaming something else completely.

( ★ )

“you want something to drink too?”

haechan asks exactly 17 minutes later as you both stand to order your ramen and chicken wings.

what had you been mad at him about, again?

[starcandybby]

8:15 a.m. - haechan x fem!reader

warnings: reader has she/her pronouns, haechan is in love, fluff , dreamies scold and annoy haechan, might be typos.

minors pls dni ♡

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The practice room doors burst open as Donghyuck swiftly walks into the space.

“Lee Donghyuck!” Renjun was the first to scold him, barely giving Donghyuck the time to set his stuff down.

“I’m late, I know I know.” Donghyuck had mentally prepared himself for the lecture he knew he’d get when he arrived at practice late…again.

“This is the third time you’ve been late in the last month, Hyuck.” This time, Mark’s voice addresses Donghyuck, uncharacteristically serious for the leader.

“I know, I’m sorry. It won’t happen again.” Donghyuck sits up straight and playfully salutes his leader, hoping to ease some of the tension in the room.

“What made you late anyway?”

Donghyuck internally sighs at Jisung’s question; he was hoping that they could all just forget about his tardiness and get to practicing….which was supposed to start 15 minutes ago.

“I was just..you know…” Donghyuck was struggling to come up with an excuse that was both vague and believable to the members that know him so well.

But before he could even complete his sentence, Chenle cuts him off.

“You were with her, weren’t you?” Chenle shouts and points an accusatory finger in Donghyuck’s direction.

The mere mention of you brings a smile to his face. Donghyuck doesn’t say anything, but the tilt of his head downward, to avoid eye contact, and the smirk on his face, tells his members all they need to know.

Groans and murmurs of frustration can be heard around the practice room once the rest of Dream realizes the reason their beloved member was late.

“Man! I knew it!”

“Our Haechannie is in loveee!”

Donghyuck rolls his eyes, but his annoyed demeanor quickly dissolves as a bashful smile eventually makes a way on his face amidst the teasing.

“Yeah Yeah. Get it all out now.”

A few more teasing comments and Dream finally gets to practicing…only 20 minutes later than planned.

Hours and hours later, Donghyuck anxiously taps his foot as he listens to the choreographer wrap up the practice session. He’s sure the concluding points and improvements are important for him to know, but he can’t draw his attention away from the clock hanging above the mirrors in the practice room.

The sooner they finish up, the sooner he can get home to you-

“Alright, I think that’s all we’ve got for you today. We’ll meet back here tomorrow at the same-“

When the choreographer’s concluding words, Donghyuck jumps up and grabs his stuff, darting out of the practice room.

Mark jumps up to follow him. “Don’t be late tomorrow!” Mark calls after him, but it’s a lost cause, Donghyuck is already too far down the hall to hear his leader.

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Earlier that morning - 7:45 a.m.

“Please don’t go.” You nestled further into the crook between Donghyuck’s neck and shoulder. He chuckled and pulled you closer, if that was even possible. His legs tangled with yours, arms draped over your waist. Donghyuck doesn’t think it can get much better than this.

“You know I don’t want to baby.” Donghyuck can’t see your pout, but you know you’re sporting one as soon as he finished speaking. He strokes your back in an effort to comfort you, long fingers scaling your back rhythmically, almost lulling you back to sleep. Donghyuck knows you’re not really mad at him; you’ve long accepted his schedule as an idol. It doesn’t make it any easier for him to leave though.

“When do you have to leave again?” You murmur as you lift your head to look at your boyfriend. Heart eyes are practically popping out of Donghyuck’s head as he looks at you. Sleepiness still very evident on your face, but he loves it. He loves you.

“In a few minutes.” An absolute lie. He was supposed to leave about 10 minutes ago. But, he wasn’t ready to leave you, not yet.

“They’ll be mad if you’re late again.” You murmur again, leaning into Donghyuck’s hand that had come up to cup your face.

“They’ll be okay. They can miss me for the first few minutes of practice.” He reassures you with another lie. This will be the third time he’s late to practice within the month. He’s sure he’ll get reprimanded by both his leader and his captain, and he might even have to have a meet with their managers. In the moment though, Donghyuck doesn’t care about any of that. He’s feeling more like a ‘in the moment guy’ right now anyway.

It isn’t until a few minutes later, at 7:55, that Donghyuck finally rolls out of bed, much to your and his despair. He makes a stop in the bathroom to clean himself up a bit- to at least try to look presentable.

Donghyuck gives you one last kiss on the forehead- you both exchanging sleepy ‘i love yous’. He lingers longer than he should have (like he did all morning). It takes all his willpower to leave you- he wanted nothing more than to stay.

He sighs and heads out your front door. Despite consequences, Donghyuck thinks anything is worth spending more time with you.

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a/n: Thank you for reading!! I was inspired by nct 127’s walk dance practice, where hyuck comes in late and then RUNS out at the end hehehe also my haechan brain rot is SO bad rn. love that man.

comments and reblogs are always appreciated <3

[hjijp]

haechan boyfriend thoughts

pairing. haechan x reader // warnings. mentions of the kpop industry, mentions of feeling like a burden? a/n. // this is rushed ngl, my bad

bf!haechan who is constantly seeking opportunities to establish physical contact with you, whether you're in a public setting or in the privacy of your own space. his desire to be in close proximity to you at all times is evident, and he finds great comfort in the warmth of physical touch. any remarks or teasing about his attachment to you are inconsequential to him, as nothing else matters when he has you by his side.

bf!haechan who can truly be himself when around you, with no judgment or cameras watching. haechan lives a stressful life, which is evident when he returns to your shared apartment with tense shoulders and a frown on his face. during times like these, he loves to cuddle up with you while watching his favourite show in the background.

bf!haechan who will fiercely defend you. he always stands up for you when someone says something negative about you. he's the kind of boyfriend who will fight tooth and nail to protect and support you, no matter what.

bf!haechan who always insists that you play his favourite games with him, even if you don't know how to play. he'll either bring another chair for you to sit with him at his desk or he'll pull you into his lap. he loves to teach you how to play a game he's passionate about. It brings him great joy to share his favourite things with you.

bf!haechan who is always concerned about not burdening you with his problems. he puts in a lot of effort to shield you from the negative side of the industry so that you don't worry about him. however, his reluctance to talk about his issues only increases your concern for him. he swears he'll try harder to be more open about his problems.

bf!haechan who makes it a priority to stay connected with you by sharing his day-to-day experiences while he's away on tour. he loves sending you not only pictures of sunsets and sunrises but also little mementos that remind him of you. he loves to pick out small souvenirs from the places he visits, hoping to bring you a piece of the world he's exploring.

bf!haechan who is a playful tease who finds endless joy in making you blush. his mischievous nature knows no bounds as he continually finds ways to playfully poke fun at you, leaving your cheeks a constant shade of red.

bf!haechan who always puts in the effort to ensure that every day is filled with fun, especially when you're on a date. his greatest joy comes from seeing your happiness, especially when it's because of something he did.

bf!haechan who never fails to express his belief that you are the most beautiful person he has ever laid eyes on. he adores capturing candid images of you which he cherishes and adds to his dedicated album filled with those lovely moments.

[aesthyuckic]

[11:18pm]

The night was quiet and peaceful. Music played softly in your dimly lit bedroom. Little taps of a phone keyboard could be heard just a few inches down from where you sat on the bed. You looked from your own phone to see Donghyuck looking down and texting someone.

For a moment your mind wondered to the potential of him texting a lover that made you eyes waiver unknowingly. Surely he would’ve told you if that was the case, you were best friends after all. He was probably just texting his other best friend, Mark.

You wanted to be in his heart only like he was in yours so badly. You screamed about it every night into your pillow on the rare occasion he wasn’t there. When he was, you settled on silently screaming while rolling around in anguish on the bed where he slept soundly next to you, blissfully unaware.

You loved staring at him. He was so beautiful with his golden skin and the fluffy brown hair that was growing out nicely. He was slouched against the wall but still his composure was so elegant. His hands that typed away seemed so dainty and effortless as his fingers were adorned with rings. The thought of holding them and feeling that familiar warmth always made your breath hitch in your throat as you felt your heart stop. Your gaze shifted with one of his hands that reached up to move his glasses back up. He wore no makeup due to the time which allowed you to view the moles on his cheeks that cascaded down his neck perfectly. The longer you looked the more things you found to love.

So lost in your own mind, you hadn’t cared about the fact he noticed your eyes and was now looking at you.

“What’s up?” He asked, his head tilted a bit.

That was his way of asking if anything was wrong. There was a familiar flutter in your chest from the simple action. You blinked a few times before sitting up straight against your pillows and shaking your head.

“I was just thinking.” You shrugged.

“About what?” He pondered.

“Your moles.” You answered.

A pout appeared on his lips at the mention. He confided in your once they made him insecure which you could never understand. You never knew how to respond just because you knew you’d end up with a whole essay which would be suspicious.

“You know-“ He started.

“I know.” You confirmed before he could finish his sentence. “I never understood your resentment toward them, Hyuck.”

“Of course not.” He sighed.

“Some people theorize they’re where your twin flame kissed you most in the last life. They’ve always been pretty and maybe that idea can help you change the way you think about them.”

His phone landed in his laps at your words. You could see his eyes look across your own face and body in silence. He moved from his snug spot against the wall on your bed to sit directly across from you. The closeness always startled you despite how regular it was between the both of you. It never failed to get your heart going and your only hope was he didn’t know.

“You have them too.” He leaned in closer as his eyes scanned your face.

He moved the strands of hair out of your face and tucked them behind one ear. You didn’t expect him to get any closer but suddenly he leaned in and left a kiss on your temple.

“Like here.” He pointed out after leaving the unexpected peck.

He reached up to grab your chin and then there was another kiss on your own cheek, not far from your lips.

“And there too.” He hummed.

There had been plenty times where the both of you had kissed each other cheeks. Something felt different now though. You just hope he hadn’t been able to see the blush appear on your cheeks and the felt the heat with the kiss.

Both hands now cupped your cheeks in such a way there was no way to avoid his stare. You could see his gaze move downward before moving back to meet your own once again.

“I’ve never noticed how many little moles you have around your lips.” He smiled. “I guess I kissed you a lot there in the last life… And I’ll do it again in this one.”

Before you could even question him, his plump, soft lips were against your own. The air was taken out of your lungs and you could feel your heart pounding in your chest. A sigh escape automatically and you could feel your body relax under his touch. You moved into his body more as his hands moved down your sides to rest on your waist as your hands instinctively went to his neck to pull his closer only to slid down to his rest on his chest as his arms were now wrapped around your waist to pull you flush against him.

You could feel his rapid heartbeat under your palm which had you smiling against his lips.

Oh yes, he would most be definitely keeping his promise to you.

not proodfread. aesthyuckic © 2024. all rights reserved.

[sleeping-sirens]

2:25 am

“hyuck?” you whispered, voice coming out in defeat. you’ve been trying to calm down your erratic heartbeats since earlier. to no avail. calling haechan’s name was your last hope. it seemed right.

“mmh?” he hummed a simple answer from behind you. you knew he was still awake even if only your backs were facing each other on the bed. his breathing was calm and slow.

“my heart is beating so fast…” you blurted out, calmly. just that, no introduction, nothing.

“i thought that’s how humans live?” he joked which made you roll your eyes. the bed sheets rustled in the calm of the night before you felt a dip beside your pillow.

“haechan, it’s beating so fast. like…not a normal kind of fast.” you sounded very serious, yet calm which triggered his worries.

“baby, it’s nearly 3 am,” his fingertips grazed your right shoulder blade, awakening a strip of goosebumps to trail down your spine. “are you okay?”

“no. my heart is beating fast, i can’t sleep.” you almost whined and he quickly turned your body to face him.

“do you want me to cuddle you until you fall asleep?” he smiled down at you. his fingers reached out to move a strand of hair away from your eyes.

“i want to…” you bit your lower, unsure of how to control your feelings. “but…”

“but?? you’re rejecting my cuddles? goodnight.” he swiftly turned his back to you, crossing his arms on his chest.

you stared at him in awe, smiling like a fool. “hyuck.”

no answer.

“donghyuck.” you called him by his full name in a teasing manner.

you heard a quiet scoff reverberate from his chest.

“baby.” you carefully extended your hand to his shoulder, applying a gentle force to lure him back to you.

“go to sleep.” he managed to mumble. not quite sure how long would he be able to deny you after hearing you call him the most desperate yet sweetest baby ever. he pursed his lips together as he waited for your next move.

he all but let himself cry out a whine when you retreated your hand from his body.

“aren’t you gonna ask me why is my heart beating so fast?” you asked as you lied on your back, hands placed gently on your abdomen.

“nope. just got rejected. so i don’t care.” he teased you so hard, he even started questioning himself if he were overdoing it. but he actually wasn’t, to you. he wouldn’t be haechan without teasing.

“haechan,” you started to explain in defeat before he cut you.

“-haechan doesn’t wanna talk to someone who rejects his cuddles-“

“it’s because of you,” it came out as a sigh, you wondered if he were able to hear.

“-you’re lucky i still love you even-”

“it’s because of you.” you repeated yourself, now firmly. you turned your head to his side, pressing your lips together and fiddling with your fingers.

“what?” he sounded confused and uncharacteristically at a loss of words.

“my heart beats so fast because of you. haechan i love you. it scares me how much i love you.”

and this sentence is all it took for him to turn around and face you again. he could only make out small bits of details of your face thanks to the street lights seeping through the window.

“scared?” his hand found solace in the apples of your left cheek, thumb swiping gently across your skin. “you don’t have to be scared.”

“i know, i just…i love you so bad, i-”

his thumb slid down to your lips to shut you. “and i reciprocate your love a thousand times.” his eyes glistened. you grabbed his hand in yours before pulling his palm to your lips and placing a sweet kiss inside.

“but i get it, i do get how scary it can be because all the time all i wanna do is keep you by my side, protect you with my all, never see you cry and many other things that i’m incapable of doing all the time. so i get how that can be scary,” he reassured with a smile and a nod. he spoke quietly, soft and like hot honey. he understood you and this feeling alone could not compare to anything in this world.

you closed your eyes as you took him all in. his voice, his breaths, his warmth, him. you squeezed his hand, slowly sliding it to where your heart was raging. you both stayed quiet for a second, him feeling your heartbeat under his fingers and you basking in the comfort of the proximity of his body. your fingertips tingled when you opened your eyes and found him looking at you fondly.

he was head over heels, extremely happy to know that he’s got such a pure soul by his side that only keeps loving him as they grow older. three years into the relationship and the honeymoon phase has never faltered. what better could a man ask for?

“you don’t have to be scared, just love me, please. keep loving me and i won’t ever make you regret it.” he pulled you to his embrace and wrapped his arms around you like his life depended on it. after placing a gentle kiss on your forehead, “ever.”

head empty, thoughts full of haechan. happy belated birthday my love🤍

[dawn-in-neocity]

“best friend” (™️) nct dream

(that is your man, you’re just in denial)

mark

y’all are only missing the relationship title at this point. you’re always the first to hear his new music. he values your opinion so much. loves lending you hoodies and jackets because when you return them they smell like you. tells you how cute you are 100 times a day. boops your nose and pinches your chin. sends you 360s of his fresh haircuts. shows up to all your events (sports, work events, art, fundraisers, anything you do). makes pinky promises with you.

renjun

you two slowly move into more than friends territory. brings you flowers “for your room”. picks up your vocab without realizing it. reserves his gentlest speaking voice for you only. listens intently to anything and everything you have to say. you two do road-trips and mini getaways all the time. vents to you. creates the perfect bite from his meal for you to try whenever you’re eating together. forehead kisses!!! will be the one to initiate the “what are we” conversation.

jeno

he’s simply your jeno and you do not wish to elaborate. his arm is always draped over the back of your seat. you’re together so often that his friends are confused when you’re NOT at his place. slips up and calls you babe (and keeps at it since you don’t seem to mind). you two are always in a corner laughing it UP about something. y’all dressed up as harley quinn and the joker for halloween. ALWAYS ties your shoelaces for you no matter where you are.

haechan

that’s just your bf i hate to break it to you. posts soft launch-esque pics of you two on his story. everyone thinks you’re dating. teases you by poking his finger into your side. why are you standing so close to each other? his hair is touching your forehead? move? plays with your fingers. named the stuffed animal you won him and now deems it your love child. places your legs on top of his when you sit beside each other. texts you “this made me think of you” at least 4x a week.

jaemin

he would marry you tomorrow if you agreed. makes it clear that it’s you or no one else for him. greets you with a veryyy friendly kiss on the cheek. 0 chill when it comes to pda. got you a really nice gift for valentine’s day. tells you he’s in love with you daily, just in other words. spam comments on your posts. SO flirty. blows kisses and winks at you type of flirty. STARES; like heart shaped pupils, dopey smile staring. “it’s late, you should just sleep over :)”.

chenle

has known you forever and has basically been your bf forever. regularly texts your mother. brings you to all his family events. affectionately bites you. holds your face in his hands and squishes your cheeks together. casually drops the most heartwarming compliments ever. never corrects people when they refer to you as his s/o. places your hand on his arm when you guys walk together. gets close to your face and pulls away when you’re about to kiss. dies when you do it back.

jisung

you two have never been just friends tbh. will bail on plans just to stay in and watch netflix with you. calls you a version/nickname of your name only he uses. asks you for head scratches when he’s tired. picks up on your moods so easily like how??? actively keeps up with all your school/work tea. always brings you a little treat when he comes to see you. forgets you’re meant to be low-key when he drinks and gets very… loving. y’all are always falling asleep on facetime.

[jammingjaem]

HII !! i love ur texts sm :)) can i request nct dream texts where they’re babysitting your little brother (whos a cleaning baby - like the one in tiktok HAHAH😭)

ᓚᘏᗢ babysitting baby brother who cleans

why this kinda fun to make 😭😭 i hope you enjoyed this!!

[ronjunnie]

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[joyoushyuck]

06:23

Donghyuck is still sleeping when you wake up.

He looks peaceful, you think. Not a common sight, you'd even call his sleeping form the eighth wonder because a conscious Donghyuck is never calm. His cheeks are puffy, lips set in a cute pout, hair a royal mess. You thread your fingers through his unruly strands in an attempt to tame them.

Donghyuck's hand is loosely thrown around your waist but you know you couldn't wiggle out of it even if you tried. Not that you want to; it's cozier this way with his legs thrown over yours and body moulded perfectly to fit against your curves.

A few stray rays of light escape through your curtains, forming a magical halo around Donghyuck's face, giving it the softest of glows. Your finger traces his many moles. He looks ethereal like this. You feel an overwhelming amount of love for this man.

You want to protect him, even though the love bites painting his bare torso, the medusa tattoo just above his waist band and his toned biceps don't call for any protection. If anything, your frangible heart is the only thing that requires a lee from the whirlwind that is your boyfriend.

"You're staring babe," and you jump, heart thudding loud and so-not-proud against your chest. The room seems hotter than it was a moment ago, the peaceful ambience destroyed by his usual playfulness. He cracks an eye open and shoots a complacent smirk in your general direction.

"You don't have to scare me like that, you creep!" You huff, embarassed to face him. You try to get out of his hold; an impossible feat because he works out and you don't. So you take refuge among the fulffiness of the many pillows thrown over your bed.

"Says the one who was staring at me," is his smug reply, which earns a slap on his toned chest. Again, he's hardly affected by it. Atleast he has the decency to pretend it hurts.

Your breathing is still audibly heavy from the shock. He runs a placating hand on your back as a quiet apology. "Good morning," he mumbles, nuzzling his nose into your hair.

"Too late for that, don't you think," you spit in lieu of a reply, no real bite in your words. He chuckles, the sound arising from what you can only imagine to be the deepest parts of him, so low, so attractive, so domestic.

He kisses your hair with an obnoxiously loud smack and then giggles like a teenage girl because he's silly like that. Silly and annoying and so, so cute, his existence stimulates your most primal urges; you love him so much your chest hurts.

And you aren't scared to let him know what he does to you. "I love you." It's out of blue, and most definitely not a regular happening. You feel him stiffen, breath catching in his throat and heart beating infinitely faster. The playfulness drains out of him, leaving a sincere man who loves you with his entire being.

His hand on your waist pulls you closer. He kisses you properly this time, lips moving against yours slowly, like he wants to savour this moment as much as you do. When you break the kiss, he rests his forehead on yours, a hand holding your cheek carefully like you are delicate china. Precious. His.

"Me too," he says breathily. Donghyuck is looking at you - your eyes, nose, lips - searching your face. And when he finds what he's looking for, "I love you too, my pretty baby. So, so, so much."

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[ddolbyong]

playlist. homesick - wave to earth, flower of life - the novembers, to us - apro(ft. wave to earth & wavy), plastic flowers - idlework, all i need to hear - the 1975

MAY 22ND

hey yn, its haechan. i know this is stupid... uh i just... i really miss you. um... i don't know what to say... i don't even know why i called... oh! um i heard this song recently, uh homesick...? by wave to earth. i know how much you love this band and i have to admit your taste might even be better than mine haha. uh. you know... listening to this song reminded me of you. yn, i... i feel so lost without you by my side. i miss having you around. i miss your warmth, i miss your comfort... i just miss you. you're... you're my home and i'm homesick.

MAY 25TH

hi yn. its haechan. again. uh jaemin recommended this song to me recently... um its called... flowers? no uh... flower of life. by the novembers. i... i think. my memory hasn't been very good recently haha... sorry. uh the song is about the uncertainty and curiosity of the future, as well as... the um desire to live life to the fullest. you always used to tell me how you were unsure on where the future would take us. well um i... i just want you to know that whereever it takes us, i just want to be by your side. i want to live life to the fullest with you. i miss you.

MAY 29TH

hey, its haechan. um doyoung played this song yesterday... he uh said it reminded him of you. i guess... everyone misses you too huh. uh... um.. what was i talking about? oh! right. the song. i think its called.. to us by uh.. apro. wave to earth also features in it so you would definitely enjoy it heh... anyways, the song is about embracing life's challenges and finding contentment in the present! doyoung said it reminded him of you because you always knew just how to handle your problems and not let them affect your life. i totally agree with him. you always carried gratitude and appreciation for the present... it makes me admire you more than i already do.

JUNE 1ST

its haechan. i miss you. i heard plastic flowers by idlework yesterday. made me think of you. i uh.. i can't think of anyone else who can connect with me as well as you did. everything feels so empty without you. it hurts. i um... do you remember? when we uh just laid in silence, scrolling through our phones for the entire day. haha.. i...  i don't know if i can do that with anyone else without it feeling awkward. it only feels familiar with you.

JUNE 6TH

hey. its my birthday today. i've just been in my room listening to the 1975's all i need to hear. this was our favourite song, remember? um.. i... i miss you so much yn. i wish you were here, with me. telling me everything i need to hear.

notes: this was inspired by @00127am 's mark voicemail fic!!! i also orginally wrote this for anton but i just miss haechan too much... i hope you enjoy and feedback, likes, reblogs n replies are appreciated!

[haechanhues]

[3:13am] it didn‘t take long to convince birthday boy! Haechan into taking a photo with you. With lazy drunk eyes, he was chest to chest with you, licking his lips mindlessly as you fixed your hair. He couldn’t get over how fucking good you smelled. Or the smooth skin of your legs tangling together with his own. You raise your phone to take care of the angle, feeling his arms naturally wrap around your waist to bring you closer. You belonged there with him, he decided. Then and there. He pushes forward and all you can focus on is the plushness of his lips on your cheek. His hand lightly wrapped around your neck. The heat emitting from his gaze as he stares at you, waiting for you to look at him so he can kiss the shit out of you properly.

[gyeomsweetgyeom]

[7:21 am]

(cw: f!reader, a child, "shit")

Haechan shuffled back into the room tiredly. His hair was a mess, his pajama pants were rolled up to his knee on one side and normal on the other, he was missing a sock, and he could hardly see clearly due to him still stuck in the awake but so close to being asleep state. The baby on his hip, on the other hand, was very much the opposite. His eyes were wide, a happy smile on his face as he caught sight of you on the bed, leaning forward with his arms outstretched for your attention.

Haechan set him on the bed gently and watched his son quickly crawl over the sheets to be in your embrace. "Good morning sunshine! Did you sleep well?" You asked with a soft and tired smile, pushing your son's hair from his eyes.

Despite his lack of speech he smiled widely, pulling his pacifier from his mouth to place a wet kiss on your chin. You laughed brightly and cupped his cheeks, "I love you too sunshine," and then you placed a kiss on his chubby cheek. You kept him in your hold while you turned the tv on to some cartoons at a low volume in case Haechan still wanted to sleep.

He laid there for a while, hoping sleep would soon find him again, but it didn't. He sighed loudly, rolling to face his little family and pulling you into his hold while his eyes focused on the cartoon dogs on the screen. He placed an arm around your shoulder and the other arm on his son's belly, patting it gently. Without looking at his dad, his son quickly pushed the hand away from him and pulled your arm over him.

"What makes you so special?" Haechan whined.

You scoffed with a laugh, "I birthed him, hello!"

"But I'm his dad."

"And I'm his mom, he's just my baby mama's boy," you cooed as you wrapped your arms around your baby and hugged him lovingly.

Haechan knew he was a jealous person. He was jealous when you were both only dating, he hated to see when other people would make you laugh or talk to you for extended periods of time. Not because he was insecure in your relationship, no. He was jealous that your attention wasn't on him. His jealously had thankfully lessened after getting married. Two calm and blissful years of love and enjoying one another, until the baby came along. Haechan would never admit he was jealous of his son, his own flesh and blood, but... he was.

Haechan pouted, "You're both so mean to me! My son and my wife, that's a pair. And me? I'm all alone, ostracized in my own home with the people I love."

You laughed, leaning over to press a kiss to his cheek, "You know we love you."

His pout stayed on his face, "another."

You smiled placing a series of kisses on his cheek, "better?"

He smiled triumphantly, leaning forward to place a single kiss on your mouth. It was innocent, sweet, and lasted all of 3 seconds before he heard a whine and a small hand hit his cheek.

He pulled away with wide eyes, looking at the scarily identical pout on his son's face. He tested the waters again, placing a chaste kiss on your mouth again only to then see his son turn and climb up until his head was right beside your so he could block his dad.

"I can't even believe this right now, I have to be having a nightmare." Haechan stated, shocked.

He leaned in for another kiss and was stopped with a baby sized shove to his cheek and a whine. He tried to go over his son's head and again another whine and a tiny hand stopped him. You scolded him, "You're antagonizing him, stop." You pulled your son to your chest pressing a kiss to the top of his head.

Haechan maintained eye contact with his son and gasped at the sneaky smile shot his way, "You little shit!"

You shot your arm out and hit his shoulder, "don't use those words around my baby."

Haechan continued to stare at his son, "Sometimes I question if this kid is even mine, but he acts just like me. I guess it's settled."

You scoffed loudly, "I birthed your clone, who is identical to you in every way: possessive, loud, looks, and personality and you questioned if he was yours?"

"You forgot that we're both obsessed with you," Haechan added.

You rolled your eyes, smiling softly when your son's hold on your shirty tightened, "That was the possessive part."

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(22:54) a guide to dancing.

“no, you’re meant to step back.” haechan groaned, gripping onto your shoulder to guide you backwards. you let out an exasperated groan yourself, removing both pairs of hands before deciding it wasn’t going to work. a few more steps backwards led you to your bed which eventually you sprawled out on. you looked up to see haechan stare at you with a dumbfounded look. “what are you doing? get back up!” he held you by hand, trying to tug you back on your feet. but to no avail, your body was as uncooperative as one could be, giving into the welcoming feeling of your duvet. “i give up.” you explained, snuggling into your mattress more. haechan scoffed, surprising you by joining you on the bed. for the next minute, his gaze was boring into your side and it was starting to bother you, a lot. “why are you looking at me like that?” you frowned back, a hint of a smile hidden behind your tightly closed lips. “i missed out on a game of League, just for you, because you had the impulsive idea to want to learn how dance. and now you’ve given up? you wasted my time!” haechan sat back up, sad frown apparent his face. you found it quite adorable, reaching over to try and poke his cheeks but he swatted your hands away. “okay, okay! i’m sorry, let’s try it one more time?” you stuck out your hands for haechan to help you back up, which he did gladly. his hold was strong and you almost collided into his body, but he held you back, grip tightening around your hips. “careful.” he muttered. the distance between your faces were just a mere inches, and the both of you silently stared at one another.

“place your arms around my shoulder.” haechan instructed, grabbing both your arms himself before connecting them behind his head, pulling you impossibly close. you let out a small gasp, looking at haechan who wore a mischievous grin. his own hands found a spot on your waist, tugging you closer— as if that was even possible, there was barely any space left between you two. “okay, and now what?” you awaited his next instruction, ignoring his heavy gaze. “now.. now we just enjoy the moment.” haechan spoke barely above a whisper, nuzzling his face in your shoulder afterwards. you laughed, attempting to push him away but he didn’t budge. “how is this dancing?” you complained, but enjoyed the feeling of his hair ticking the side of your neck regardless. haechan rolled his eyes before slowly swaying the both of you side to side. “this is my form of dancing, quit complaining and enjoy it.” haechan removed himself from your shoulder, and you were surprised to see the smile on his face. he looked so pure, so breathtaking. you couldn’t resist the urge to peck him at that moment, not when he not-so-subtly eyed your lips. you leaned in, giving in to the temptation for a few seconds before returning back to your previous position. “i don’t think i mind this form of dancing.”

[hjijp]

where they like to have sex

pairing. nct dream x f!reader // genre. smut, established relationship // warnings. public sex, swearing, pet names??18+ minors dni not proofread, so sorry if there’s any mistakes and shit😭

mark :

backstage

mark always looked ethereal at concerts, especially when he came backstage to do an outfit change, sweat glistening on his face, his lips parted as he was trying to catch his breath. you always came to support him, patiently waiting backstage for him ready to compliment him. when he walked towards you unbuttoning his shirt, you couldn’t help but stare. you knew it was inappropriate to want him around so many people, but you guys had a few minutes to spare. he caught you staring, he knew that look in your eye all too well. he sighs, “if you keep looking at me like that, i'm not responsible for what happens next,” finally in front of you, you start to play with his belt, pulling him closer by the belt loops, hands instantly going to his zipper. he goes to stop you, “not here babe,” grabbing your hand dragging you off to an unoccupied room, instantly locking it. he starts to passionately kiss you, teeth clashing together, his hands going into your panties. “shit, you’re already wet and i haven’t even touched you yet,” mark chuckles before inserting a finger into you, making you moan out loudly. “this is the first and last time we do this, okay?” it in fact, wasn’t the last time you guys did this.

renjun :

the kitchen

renjun had been sick the past few days and he’s only finally started to feel better. you had been making him soup with his mothers recipe to make him feel better, and you were making it again today. renjun woke up to the smell of it, instantly bringing a smile to his face as he made his way towards the kitchen. sneaking his way up to you, he takes you by surprise when he circles his arms around your waist from behind. he laughs at your surprised yelp, taking in the smell of the fresh soup. “thank you for making me food constantly for the past few days,” you couldn’t help the smile that framed your face, it was never an issue, you loved to cook for him. “of course, i love to cook for you,” you say turning around to finally see his beautiful face, circling your arms around his neck, bringing him in close for a sweet kiss. you try to pull away but renjun just pulls you in closer. you finally break free after a few minutes, renjun has started to caress every inch of your body. slowly making his way to his knees, pulling your pants down so he’s face to face with the wet patch that formed just from some kisses. “how about i show you how much i appreciate it?” he says kissing your inner thighs. if he could, he would show you everyday.

jeno :

the car

you were, and always will be jeno's passenger princess. he didn't mind, in fact he loved it. he loved watching you staring out into the beautiful night sky whenever he stopped at a red light, gently placing his hand on your thigh, tracing light patterns along your exposed skin. jeno didn’t even realise the red light turned green, he was so distracted by your beauty, wanting nothing more than to show you just how much he thought you were that he wasn’t paying attention. “what are you staring at? the lights green,” you say between little giggles at the way he was staring at you. jeno finally starts driving again, hand returning to your thigh after he changes gear. “you just look really beautiful, like really really beautiful,” you blush, head going down to try hide it, but he still catches a glimpse of it from the corner of his eye. he starts to inch his hand up further and further, teasing you with each movement. you couldn’t help the whine that left you, you’ve needed him all day. “spread your legs for me baby, that’s it,” he says, you instantly do as your told. he starts to rub slow agonising circles when all of a sudden he stops. “shit, you’re not wearing any panties under your shorts, are you?” he asks breathless, you giggle at his reaction. jeno instantly pulls over, “get in the back and strip now”

haechan :

the beach

you loved going to the beach with haechan on sunny days, mainly because haechan glowed just like the sun, they were like twins in a way, always lighting up people’s lives. you two were relaxing on a private part of the beach, sunglasses on soaking up the sun on your towels. you’re on your back, bikini top straps pulled down to avoid any unwanted tan lines around your chest. haechan glances over and wishes he wasn’t at the beach so he tear the skimpy thing off. he’d been whiny all day about what you were wearing, it was his favourite after all. you looked gorgeous, he couldn’t help how he was feeling when you looked this good. you could tell how he was feeling. pushing yourself off the ground, you make your way over to haechan and sit on his lap. “what’s wrong?” you mutter out, playing with his soft hair. he hesitates to reply, but with an encouraging look from you he finally speaks up, "shit, if we weren't in public right now i'd have my head between your legs,” letting out a groan as you start to grind down on him to create some friction, “who says you can’t? there’s no one around,” you let out with a smirk on your face. haechan gets even harder before mumbling out a soft fuck before flipping you onto your back on the sand.

jaemin :

the shower

jaemin always insisted that you join him on his bike rides, you loved that he invited you, you really did, but you can’t keep up. so by the end of these bike rides, you were exhausted. jaemin felt bad, but he just wanted to spend time with you. after every bike ride, he’d shower with you, helping you wash off any dirt and sweat you had on your body. even though it sometimes turned him on, seeing you all soapy, looking beautiful as ever in the shower with him that he’d only ever get to see, he never went further knowing how tired you were. but today was different. he was standing behind you when he pulled you closer, hands going to cup your breasts. “you have no idea how much i want you,” he whispered against your ear, water still running down against you both. you went to say something but he interrupted you, “let me do all of the work. let me take care of you,” you couldn’t help but agree, letting yourself relax against him. he gently turned your head, locking your lips in a heated kiss leaving you breathless. the kiss turned rough, and jaemin was getting needier. he pushed you against the wet tiles, getting on his knees putting one of your legs over his shoulder, “i need to taste you.”

chenle :

pool/hot tub

chenle loved to have you over at his house, even more so now that he finally got a hot tub. he got to see you in your beautiful bikinis that left little to imagination, and it was all for him. you guys were once again in his hot tub, champagne glasses in your hand with soft words spoken between you two. chenle thought you looked beautiful. no makeup, hair tied up wearing a bikini that framed you perfectly. he couldn’t help but stare, already getting hard just from the mere sight of you. “come here,” he spoke out more quietly than he intended to, while patting his thigh to encourage you. once you were sat on his lap, he carefully placed his glass on the side of the tub before placing his hands on your waist, pulling you down so you can feel his erection. letting out a soft gasp at the feeling, already so overwhelmed. “all i could think about today was you,” he muttered in your ear, hands still on your waist. “yeah? well you have me, you can do whatever you’d like,” you whispered back seductively, needing him to hurry up and fuck you. he smirks at your reply, flipping you so your leaning against the side of the tub, legs spread waiting for him. “looks like i best get to work”

jisung :

dance practise room

you were always going to the practise room when he was there, even late at night. he loved to dance and you loved to watch him, it was a win-win situation. you often went over when you were feeling needy, fed up of waiting for him to finally return back to your house. he was nervous the first time you guys did it here, but now he loves it. it was one of those nights again, jisung had been at the company building for hours now, you needed him desperately. jisung heard you open the door which caused him to pause the music, confused at to why you’re here so late, normally you’re asleep by now. but when he saw the look on your face he instantly knew why. pinning you against the mirror wall, kissing down your neck harshly. “can you be good for me? we don’t want people hearing now do we?” you could only nod in reply, the desperation for him even higher than before. he tuts at the lack of response and roughly grabs your hair and pulls your head back to get a better view of ur face, “use your words,” you can’t help but moan and let out a few rushed “yes” needing him badly. he smirks at your neediness before demanding “on your knees”

[polarisjisung]

12:23 PM— lee haechan x fem!reader

wc: 0.4k fluff

NOTES: im ashamed that my first haechan work is a timestamp but I haven't made my may post debut so 🧍‍♀️this is just to get the creative juices flowing (I'm going through a chenle phase maybe I'll write something)

it always rains, whenever you take the umbrella out of your bag to try and fit in an extra textbook for class, it always happens to rain.

you'd consider yourself the most unlucky person in the world, if it wasn't for the thick padded coat that'd find it's way around you, hood pulled over your head with that all too comforting musky scent following wherever you go, and of course a whiny haechan, nagging at you to check the weather before you left the house.

"this is the third time this week" he sighs, this time pulling an extra jacket from his locker to replace the full length black puffer he'd just zipped you up in, your eyes travel to meet his, eyebrows raising as they usually would in class whenever you didn't understand a concept.

"you're looking at me like I'm one of your math problems"

your eyes instinctively roll at his words, a small smack offered to the crown of his head.

"don't know about math, but you're definitely a problem" you begin walking down the hall and haechans footsteps echo behind you.

"yeah but I'm your problem" he nudges you, pouting your way in true haechan fashion with two shiny eyes staring into your own

"you're such a dork" you feel your eyes roll again

"mhmm" his gaze is expectant as he stops in front of you, pulling the zipper of the jacket the rest of the way up so your neck was completely covered

and he's too concentrated on wrapping the scarf he'd thrown in his bag this morning, after checking the weather, around your neck to notice the way the light pink flush spreads across your cheeks

"but I guess" you trail, words coming out muffled through the thick black material half covering your mouth, "you're my dork"

"I wouldn't wanna be anyone else's" his eyes flicker up to meet yours "cute, you're blushing"

and almost instinctively your eyes roll at his words and the cheeky grin plastered across his face only causes your cheeks to darken

"no I'm not hyuck"

he cracks a smile, "sure you're not" tugging you across the hallway and into the cafeteria.