#nct taeyong ff

[luvkyu]

nicotine ( lee taeyong )

taeyong x male reader

just smoker boyfs <3

content : 0.8k words, fluff, smoking ( regular cigs ), very babyboy tyong

"i'm gonna go for a smoke."

taeyong's eyes fluttered open at his boyfriend's words. he hadn't even realized that he was dozing off while y/n played video games.

taeyong lifted his head from y/n's chest, the mattress rising a bit with the absence of the other's body. taeyong watched y/n rub his eyes and grab his cigarettes. he looked back at taeyong and sent him an endearing wink before going out onto the balcony. taeyong blushed. he hated when y/n winked at him. or rather, he hated the way it made his heart flip.

taeyong slowly got up after him. he grabbed y/n's shirt that had been tossed onto the nearby desk chair and slipped it onto his bare chest. he looked in the mirror as he walked to meet y/n outside. his hair was messy and his face was a little puffy from the small nap, but he thought he still looked somewhat cute at least.

the night air felt refreshing as taeyong stepped onto the balcony. y/n gazed at him lovingly while he took a cigarette out.

"you look adorable, yong."

taeyong smiled and sat beside him.

"thank you," he answered quietly.

taeyong still found himself incredibly shy and giddy around y/n. they had only been officially dating for two months, but before that taeyong had a major crush on him.

"want one?"

taeyong looked over to y/n with raised brows. he quickly nodded when he saw y/n holding out his pack of cigarettes and his lighter. taeyong happily took one of the cigarettes, lit the end of it, and took a long inhale. he leaned back in his chair as he exhaled slowly.

"can i have the lighter?" y/n asked.

taeyong looked at his partner again, not even realizing his cigarette wasn't lit yet. taeyong was about to hand him the lighter before he stopped himself. he looked down at the gadget in his hands as an idea came to him.

"yong..?" y/n was a little confused as to why the other was just staring at the lighter now.

taeyong swallowed his anxiety and leaned forward, connecting the end of his cigarette with his boyfriend's. y/n's eyes widened a bit. usually being the one to initiate things, he wasn't expecting taeyong to be so brave. why was such a small gesture so, so attractive?

taeyong's eyes met y/n's as their cigarettes connected, faces close and hearts racing as they waited for the flame to take. taeyong leaned back in his seat nervously once y/n's cigarette was finally lit.

y/n took his own cigarette between his fingers and away from his mouth, a small puff of smoke following. his eyes were glued to taeyong, who was now looking away and hiding his red cheeks. y/n smiled.

"baby," y/n called softly. taeyong brought himself to look at the male again. he felt embarrassed now.

y/n reached over to take taeyong's cigarette in his other hand only to quickly replace it with his lips. taeyong was a little taken back, but sunk into the kiss before he could even completely process what was happening. y/n was like his own addicting nicotine.

y/n continued kissing him deeply for another few seconds. taeyong felt lost when he finally pulled away.

"u-um.." taeyong sputtered out. y/n smiled at this reaction. he smugly grazed his thumb against taeyong's bottom lip, before enticingly inserting the blushing man's cigarette back between his lips.

taeyong sat back with a pout. he brought his knees up against his chest and formed an upright ball beside y/n.

"..that was hot," taeyong mumbled into his knees. his gaze was set straight in front of him, refusing to meet y/n's eyes again. y/n simply held too much power over him.

"hm? what was that?" y/n teased before taking another drag. taeyong watched the smoke thin out into the air.

"nothing.."

"did you say it was hot?" y/n urged on with a taunting grin.

taeyong sighed and finally let his knees fall back down. "i said nothing," he insisted as he crossed his arms.

"hmm," y/n pretended to think about it. "alright, i guess i just won't kiss you anymore then."

"no-!" taeyong instantly turned to face him before stopping himself once again. he scowled at the satisfied look on y/n's face and watched him continue smoking.

"y/nnnn.."

y/n laughed lightly and hooked his arm around taeyong's shoulder, pulling him closer.

"i'm kidding, yong. you can have all the kisses you want," he assured while planting another quick kiss on taeyong's cheek.

taeyong smiled and set his cigarette in the nearby ashtray, only to wrap his arms firmly around his boyfriend's waist and cuddle into him.

"..y/n?"

"yes, baby?"

"thank you."

y/n looked down at taeyong in confusion, "hm? for what?"

"i dunno. just thank you. you make me really happy."

y/n frowned from the sweet words. he placed another kiss on taeyong's head before looking out at the view of the city in front of them.

"of course. anything for my boy."

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[starillusion13]

Imagine your friends!NCT are secretly mafias, falling in love with you…

[I’m doing with my bias line so if your bias is missing means they are my bias wreckers and as am being ot23(I will always be their supporter so don’t expect I love any of the members less) please read the end note.]

Remember this is my top bias line:

Lee Taeyong

Being the leader of the biggest mafia gang, NCT he is very passionate about his life. Never for once he thought of getting you in his life. An innocent but suicidal girl but also a very daring girl. He is attracted to you because of your multiple personalities and this is the reason he finds you different from other girls. He is good at pretending that he is not getting attracted to you day by day or simply he is deeply in love with you. But what about you? No one knows as you are just friends with him, a very close one. It’s a very simple story. But the problem is that you are only familiar with mafias in story book but you don’t know the dark secrets of your cute and handsome friend, Lee Taeyong.

Kim Doyoung

Your most caring friend who literally takes care of you like an older brother but he has made it clear not to call him your brother. He treats you more than you ever need. He takes you on luxury friendly dates when Taeyong(his bestfriend) is busy or that man would not leave his chance to tag along( you are afterall spending his money even with Doyoung). His gummy smile is everything you need before going to work. Those gummy smiles hide the devilish smirk when he is torturing his victim brutally and his sharp eyes watching the helpless condition of them. But to you, he can heal your every pain as a true friend.

Jung Jaehyun

the most charming guy you have ever met. Anyone would want him as their boyfriend including you but you bet he has girlfriend as you feel he hides things from you and that can be possible if it’s his gf. Once late at night you came across him on the streets and you thought him as any celebrity and that’s how your friendship began. He has the show-off attitude and would always buy you costly dresses, jewelry and other accessories and urge you to wear them on friendly dates and workplace. He has this possessiveness in his every move and words as if he owns you. He is a loyal NCT mafia member who has swear not to get distract by anything but why he is losing his mind for you.

Lee Mark

the sweetest and the most innocent guy. You feel this urge to protect this silly boy from this cruel world. Cruel world? He is a walking devil with a facade of innocence. His silly speech, his innocent heartily laughs and his securing embrace is like alluring you to trust him with your whole. But it’s a trap to keep you close. You don’t know how his awkward behaviors in front of you are just the opposite when he plants bullets in his enemy’s head and throat. His soft big and innocent eyes are the dangerous hell-hole for his victims.

Lee Jeno

well, you doubt him as a gangster sometimes because of his physique and personality. But He can’t be because next moment he is giving off his eye smile melting your heart along with his sweet gestures. A perfect soft boyfriend with some dominating aura. He likes to order you around like those are simple and sweet but somehow he has that controlling attitude. His helpless and worried expression if you are hurt for some reason is just the opposite from the one when he makes sure to burn the victim or bury it 6-feet under and his eyes burning with the rage of revenge, nowhere to be seen those cute eyes looking at you in awe and adoration.

Lee Haechan

a playful menace. You question sometimes why you are being friends with him in first place. His teasings are out of hand and loses your mind but the next moment he is the dearest friend to you. But you have fun with him in sleepovers, sneaking out for late night long drives playing ‘Highway to Heaven’ and he sings along the song’s bridge, his fav part ‘oh she’s so bad, I’ll make it last’ and looks at you in your eyes. Even behind his mischievousness, there is a lover boy. He cuddles you to comfort and a perfect bestfriend and you are thankful for such a nice friend. But you don’t know that the annoying boy with heavenly vocals is a hacker of the ruthless mafia gang, NCT.

Na Jaemin

a total cat person. He even has an insta account for his cats and mentioned himself as their father and you as their mother. A boy with heart on his sleeves and he doesn’t let a moment to fall in vain without making you blush. A family man and not gonna lie you have a little crush on him. His endearments and sweet gestures always make you feel like that you are a couple and sometimes some people even assume it. Even if you deny it, he proudly smiles and agrees with them. But this sweet Angel boy is the devil who can shoot someone and bury them in a stance and then act like he tugged his cats in bed to sleep.

I’m writing such above things just casually because even if it’s late at night yet am not feeling sleepy😭 actually I was preparing a NCT! Mafia draft so felt like sharing some imagines. If you guys need any particular member imagine then you can send me asks(also Yuta Lucas Renjun Ten Yangyang and Kun are also in my bias list tho🥹)

Should I make a NCT! Mafia series with my bias line x reader? Of course after finishing ‘Like We Just Met’?

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nct messages | when you're jealous of one of the members

warning | sug (?)

ot7 127

a/n - haechan and mark are with dream for now on because it is equal :)

[blackvortex]

Lovesick

— 🧸 Pairing: Lee Taeyong x (F) Reader

— 🧸 Themes: sadistyandere!taeyong, yangire!taeyong, soloartist!taeyong, !fangirlreader

— 🧸 Warning: mentions of death, blood, extreme gore, manipulation, toxic love, stalking, abduction, mental health, etc.

— 🧸 Summary: Lee Taeyong, A very well-known solo artist in his country has a dirty little secret. What was once a longing desire has now reached reality, It was the desire of Inflicting pain and torturing his fans to create all of his musical masterpiece, admiring the faint screams of his name coming from their mouths and enjoying the sheer pain they are suffering from in the hands of himself. Yet, he still had one desire to fulfill, the desire of having you all to himself.

A/N: The themes are altered to match the story. I apologize for the very very very very long wait, feel free to share your suggestions with me regarding about the fic! 'Lovesick' is also available on Wattpad! (wattpad: blackvortexwastaken)

CHAPTER 1: THE ORIGIN

The mysterious origins of the extraordinary luminary, Lee Taeyong, remain veiled in obscurity, as he has steadfastly chosen to withhold any details about his lineage or ancestral heritage, even when prompted by others.

Without a doubt, Taeyong's inclination to safeguard the privacy of his personal life is palpable. However, he does unveil a remarkable facet of his journey, disclosing that prior to embarking on his transformative path as a K-pop trainee, he honed his skills as a talented bartender, achieving mastery in the art of mixology.

After securing a position as a bartender, a newfound fervor surged within Taeyong, igniting an unwavering passion for the realm of idolhood. With relentless determination, he embarked on a quest for knowledge, fully immersing himself in the captivating world of K-pop idol shows. His sole objective was to absorb, analyze, and emulate the most accomplished soloists and adored group members. Diligently, he dissected their captivating presence, studiously examined their graceful movements, and scrutinized every aspect of their performances, leaving no characteristic of a transcendent superstar idol unexplored. Motivated by an indomitable desire to establish himself as an unrivaled idol capable of capturing the world's collective attention, Taeyong pursued his aspirations with unwavering dedication.

Taeyong's effortless triumph during the auditions effortlessly caught the attention of various companies, each fervently pursuing him. However, Taeyong, aware of the tempting offers from other entertainment entities, made a wise decision to join the prestigious SM Entertainment. This choice was influenced by SM Entertainment's esteemed reputation, not only in South Korea but also across the global K-pop landscape. Paired with his remarkable talents, cultivated through unwavering commitment, it was no surprise that his video showcasing his skills as a K-pop trainee rapidly spread, captivating the world's gaze.

Undeniably, Taeyong swiftly ascended to the status of SM Entertainment's favored artist, even prior to his official debut. His soaring popularity led to a plethora of privileges bestowed upon him, surpassing those granted to any other idol within the esteemed establishment at a similar stage of their career. Taeyong received an abundance of guaranteed projects, meticulously tailored to further enhance his renown. Moreover, he was offered the opportunity to debut as a member of SM Entertainment's new boy group, "NCT," obtaining the coveted roles of visual, main rapper, and main dancer. In addition, his journey encompassed a solo debut, amplifying his artistic prowess and individuality.

Upon making his debut as a member of NCT 127, the enigmatic and captivating idol, Lee Taeyong, swiftly became the center of attention. In an instant, his schedule grew exponentially busier, and his name began circulating across various social media platforms, articles, and throughout the vast landscape of the K-pop community. With his alluring beauty and irresistible charm, Taeyong became a prime target for modeling agencies, continuously receiving offers due to his undeniable appeal. Every camera lens and gaze seemed to be fixated upon this exceptional idol, as if the world momentarily paused to revel in his presence. It was indisputable that he held an unparalleled sway over the collective consciousness at that particular moment. Unquestionably, Taeyong reveled in the adoration and eagerly sought every ounce of attention that came his way as time progressed. It became increasingly apparent that he was destined for the stage, a natural-born superstar who is destined to be under the spotlight.

However, akin to many other idols in the expansive world of K-pop, the initial euphoria surrounding Taeyong's debut eventually subsided, leaving behind a sense of disenchantment. It appeared as though his grand entrance had not yielded the remarkable impact that was anticipated. Consequently, the prospect of Taeyong debuting as a soloist, along with his other promotional projects, was regrettably withdrawn by the company, citing a perceived decline in public interest.

Naturally, Taeyong found himself dissatisfied with this turn of events. He steadfastly refused to settle for anything less than what he believed he deserved. While there were still loyal fans who wholeheartedly supported him, he is yearning for greater fame and attention surpassed the fame he had attained during his debut. He craved more, an insatiable desire that led him to contemplate drastic measures, even if it meant sabotaging his fellow group members, all in pursuit of securing the coveted spotlight he so fervently desired.

Despite Taeyong's downfall, he maintained an outward facade, emulating a charm that had long been overshadowed by resentment. He diligently worked with his bandmates, flawlessly recording their latest album, "2 BADDIES," never missing a beat. Following a lengthy lunch break, he returned to the studio only to be met with the gift of fate. The pungent smell of burning wires filled the air, setting off alarm bells in his mind. Hastily, he made his way to the control room, only to find the doorway blocked by the recording equipment. On the other side, his bandmates pounded on the door, their desperate cries mingling with the crackling of flames.

Taeyong called out to them, rushing towards the fallen equipment, instinctively reaching out to save his fellow members, only to abruptly freeze. In that moment, he found himself transfixed. Each breath became a conscious, deliberate act, demanding his full attention, while the distant cries grew faint until they were scarcely audible. Slowly, he stepped back, his realization dawning upon him. They were screaming his name as the flames consumed them. Their desperate pleas echoed in his ears, "Taeyong!" "Lee Taeyong!" "Taeyong!" It was a hauntingly beautiful sound, etching itself into his soul. When the fire fighters finally arrived, his tears flowed freely.

His tears continued to flow unabated, but alongside the sorrow, an unsettling sense of satisfaction began to seep into Taeyong's being. The haunting cries that reverberated with his name brought an unexpected thrill, sending shivers down his spine. Each agonized scream became a twisted symphony in his mind, a perverse melody that he savored with perverse delight. As the echoes of their screams repeated in his thoughts, a morbid idea took hold of him. The notion that he had successfully orchestrated the downfall of his bandmates to create a gaping void for his own fame not only intoxicated him but also sparked a disturbing inspiration within him. It ignited a desire to infuse his music with elements of violence and darkness

CHAPTER 2: TRAGIC TURN OF EVENTS

The tragic news of the untimely demise of nine members from the beloved boy band group NCT 127 reverberated with an unprecedented swiftness. The devastating information spread across the vast expanse of the internet, permeating news outlets and inundating various social media platforms. The collective mourning and outpouring of heartfelt condolences enveloped the entire community, extending solace to the grieving family members and loved ones of the victims. Among the somber aftermath, one member stood as the lone survivor, bearing the weight of unimaginable loss.

As a relatively new fan of NCT, the impact of this harrowing news weighed heavily upon you. Despite just your recent liking of the group, the magnitude of the tragedy stirred within you a profound sense of sadness. Compelled to express your emotions, you sought solace in online forums, joining others in grieving and sharing your condolences during this somber period.

Amidst the overwhelming sorrow, a deep concern for the sole surviving member of the group, Lee Taeyong, gripped your thoughts. You contemplated the immense burden he must be shouldering in the wake of such a tragic event. Driven by a genuine empathy, you tirelessly sought ways to reach out to him online, yearning to offer solace and comfort during this trying time. Utilizing the Bubble app, to which you subscribed, you composed a heartfelt message for Taeyong, hoping to provide a source of support and understanding amid the aftermath of these unfathomable events.

“Taeyong, I am sending my deepest condolences towards you and those who were also affected by this horrid news. I hope you are holding up well and eating a lot, please still take care of yourself and I want to let you know that we are all supporting you and whatever it is that you decide on doing now, we will wholeheartedly support you no matter what. <3”

Sent, 14:34

As the memories of that tragic event resurfaced, it felt as though time had both stood still and raced forward, for it had already been three years since the devastating incident unfolded. The nightmare that had gripped the K-pop community during that period continued to cast its shadow even to this day, a somber reminder of the fragility of life. How you wished it were all a dream, a cruel illusion that could be banished with a simple awakening.

Sighing, you pushed these heavy thoughts aside, diverting your attention to your present reality. You focused on your full-time job as a waitress at a local café, located in close proximity to your residence. As the closing hours approached, you bid farewell to the last customers of the day, offering them warm smiles and well wishes as they departed from Vortex Café. Taking a deep breath, you swiftly embarked on the task of tidying and cleaning the café, eager to complete your responsibilities for the evening.

On your way home, you eagerly reached for your phone in your bag, looking to find any updates regarding Taeyong. Following the tragic event, he had taken a hiatus from the spotlight during those past three years. However, the recent announcement by SM Entertainment declaring Lee Taeyong's official debut as a soloist sent shockwaves of excitement through the internet. The anticipation among fans was palpable, as they rejoiced at the prospect of Taeyong returning to what he was destined to do.

This news brought a sense of joy and relief to you, as you had been diligently saving up to meet him. Being a relatively new fan who joined the fandom shortly after the tragic accident, you had not yet had the opportunity to see the renowned Lee Taeyong in person. The prospect of finally witnessing his presence and experiencing his artistry firsthand filled you with anticipation. Taeyong had become an influential figure in your eyes, and your love for his work was unwavering

CHAPTER 3: MUSICAL MASTERPIECE

A year into his hiatus, Taeyong immersed himself in solitude, utilizing the time to introspect and meticulously plan his upcoming musical endeavors. As he delved into the depths of his creative mind, haunting echoes of the horrified screams from his band members during the fire accident resurfaced with unsettling clarity. The memories lingered, evoking a sinister desire within him. He craved more of those desperate cries, yearning to hear his name chanted in fear once again. The twisted obsession grew, driving him to plot his next move and identify a potential victim to serve as a vessel for his violent ideas. His newfound fixation centered around incorporating these horrified screams into his music, creating an amalgamation of darkness and artistry that blurred the boundaries of conventional expression.

As Taeyong sought solace in his artistic endeavors, he sought refuge in a remote and abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of the city. Its desolation ensured that his forthcoming musical masterpiece, with its unsettling undertones, would remain concealed from prying ears. With meticulous preparation completed, the time had finally arrived for Taeyong to embark on his daring experiment: the fusion of violence and music.

His first target was a persistent sasaeng fan, an individual who had relentlessly pursued him during his hiatus. Acutely aware of this unwelcome presence, Taeyong bided his time, waiting for the opportune moment to take action. Positioned on a bench in a park near his residence, he remained vigilant, keenly observing the sasaeng fan stationed just outside the park, near a bustling bus stop. Clutching a camera adorned with a shoulder strap, the fan deliberately angled it towards Taeyong, capturing his every move. The clarity of her intent was unmistakable, as she persisted despite the passage of numerous buses.

Taeyong stifled a quiet chuckle as he moved leisurely towards his unsuspecting target. "How long are you willing to stay here?" Taeyong's hushed words brushed against her ear. Startled by his sudden presence, the sasaeng leaped in surprise. She gazed intently at the idol before her, struggling to collect herself after the unexpected encounter. "Um... You..." The sasaeng stammered, still shaken by his abrupt approach. "What's the matter? Why are you so taken aback? Did you really believe I wouldn't notice you from a distance?" Taeyong's smile widened as he gradually closed the gap between them. "Would you prefer a change of location? You must be pretty hungry for staying there for too long.” Taeyong continued.

The sasaeng stood motionless in her position, her mind racing with the countless advantages she could reap from this very encounter. If the conversation went smoothly, she might find herself alone with the idol, a cherished fantasy she had nurtured for an extensive duration after years of relentless following.

It was almost as if Taeyong possessed an enchanting aura that bewitched anyone fortunate enough to cross his path. The prospect of accumulating wealth through obtaining his personal information and, perhaps, even acquiring one of his personal possessions tantalized her thoughts. Moreover, an even more gratifying outcome came to her thought, as it could potentially pave the way for further interactions on various occasions with the idol.

As her reverie abruptly dissolved, she found herself transfixed on Taeyong, who had already closed the distance and now stood mere inches away from her presence. Her heart pounded fervently within her chest, its rhythm resounding in her ears, as the sight of the idol before her intensified her emotions. With trepidation, yet undeniable eagerness, she mustered the words, "I would be thrilled to accompany you." A smirk played upon Taeyong's lips, hinting at the burgeoning desires that simmered within him, growing steadily stronger.

Taeyong graciously escorted the sasaeng to his vehicle, courteously opening the passenger-side door for her before proceeding to settle himself in the driver's seat. However, as the car journey commenced, an unsettling turn of events unfolded. Taeyong surreptitiously secured the doors, evoking a sense of entrapment. Suddenly, he swiftly covered the sasaeng's mouth with a handkerchief that had been tampered with a mysterious substance, inducing a gradual descent into unconsciousness.

As her vision dimmed and the world faded into obscurity, the sasaeng valiantly struggled to remove the cloth, her diminishing willpower waning. A haunting image imprinted upon her consciousness: Taeyong's unsettlingly luminous smile, hinting at enigmatic intentions.

Gradually, the sasaeng's consciousness returned, and a surge of anxiety coursed through her as her eyes flinched open, met with a dazzling array of bright lighting equipment aimed directly in her direction. As her awareness fully rekindled, she cautiously surveyed her surroundings, discovering herself ensconced amidst an array of recording equipment. To her dismay, she realized her limbs were securely bound to the chair she occupied, prompting a sense of urgency to escape her precarious predicament.

Just as she mustered the courage to make a frenzied attempt at freedom, her gaze caught sight of Taeyong's silhouette gracefully emerging from a distant hallway. Time seemed to momentarily halt as her gaze fixated on his approach, harboring uncertainty about his intentions and the imminent encounter that awaited her

CHAPTER 4: PLEASED TO MEET YOU

A smile adorned your face as you observed Taeyong's captivating presence on your phone screen. He just released his first music video after 3 years. His charm radiated brightly, surpassing any previous glow, even through the digital realm. However, you couldn't help but notice the stark contrast in his musical style and vibe compared to his time as a member of NCT 127. The current manifestation exuded a darker, more edgy aura.

As the melodic strains resonated, a peculiar addition caught your attention—a backdrop of distant screams harmonizing with the song. Surprisingly, rather than disturbing the experience, these eerie echoes blended seamlessly, enhancing the authenticity of the artistic vision. In fact, you found yourself personally drawn to Taeyong's newfound musical direction, appreciating the boldness and allure it exuded. Thus, you took a moment to express your approval by leaving a like under the video, acknowledging the captivating journey he had embarked upon.

And just as with many other K-pop idols, Taeyong embarked on tours, captivating fans both near and far with his awe-inspiring performances. His popularity soared to new heights after the release of his first full solo album, propelling him to become the center of widespread attention and admiration once more.

After hustling in you full-time job as a waitress, you secured a coveted VIP meet-up reservation with Taeyong following the announcement of his world tour. Being among the first to secure a spot was a stroke of luck, as the demand was immense, evident from the fact that all available slots were swiftly sold out. Taeyong's impact on the world had undeniably reached staggering proportions during this time.

Now, in the present moment, you find yourself in a taxi en route to the restaurant. However, a tide of uncertainty washes over you, causing a flicker of doubt to emerge. Despite your physical preparedness, a sense of apprehension clouds your mind. Taeyong's overwhelming success, remarkable handsomeness, and unparalleled talent have left you feeling somewhat intimidated. The prospect of meeting him suddenly renders you shy and hesitant to attend.

"Ma'am, we have arrived at your destination," the cab driver announces, interrupting your thoughts. Snapping back to reality, you express your gratitude with a soft smile directed at the driver, promptly offering a tip before stepping out of the vehicle.

Tentatively, you made your way into the restaurant, your lingering shyness still present from your contemplations. As you entered, a poised waitress gracefully approached you, her steps purposeful and her presence welcoming.

“Good afternoon, madam. Are you reserving a table?" inquired the waitress, her professional demeanor graced by a warm smile. "Ah, no, I'm here for a VIP meet-up with Taeyong," you replied, reciprocating her smile. Sensing the purpose of your visit, she requested your name, opening a journal awaiting your response. "Y/F/N," you promptly provided. The waitress scanned the pages, seeking your name among the entries. "Ah, Ms. Y/L/N! Welcome to the Vortex Lounge. Please follow me," she cordially invited, guiding you towards the VIP room.

As the waitress led the way, your mind couldn't help but wander, pondering the choice of a restaurant for this meet-and-greet event with Taeyong. Unlike other idols who typically only have a brief encounter with fans, this setting felt more akin to a romantic rendezvous than a traditional idol-to-fan gathering. The notion of a private date with the esteemed Lee Taeyong briefly flattered your imagination, although you remained acutely aware of its unlikelihood. Snapping out of your delusions, you refocused as the waitress halted in front of the VIP room.

"Enjoy your stay. Please refer to the order button on the table if you require anything," the waitress informed you, graciously opening the door. Expressing your gratitude, you bid your farewell to the waitress and stepped into the room, sensing the door gently closing behind you.

An inaudible gasp escaped your lips as your gaze fell upon the solitary figure of Taeyong seated at the table, his eyes fixed upon you as though he had eagerly awaited your arrival for an eternity.

Taeyong gracefully rose from his seat, extending a kind gesture as he pulled out a chair for you. "Please, have a seat," he invited, his smile exuding warmth and hospitality. Grateful for his courtesy, you settled into the chair, feeling a mixture of disbelief and elation as Taeyong resumed his place across from you. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Ms. Y/L/N. My name is Lee Taeyong," he introduced himself, his words laced with sincerity.

The reality of Taeyong's presence before you, no longer confined to a phone screen, seemed almost surreal. His physical allure surpassed even your wildest expectations, leaving you awestruck and feeling as if you were living a dream come true. It was as though your eyes were playing tricks on you, unable to fully grasp the extraordinary moment unfolding.

"Likewise, my name is Y/N," you managed to utter, your flustered state growing more apparent with each passing second. Taeyong responded with a gentle smile, attempting to alleviate your nervousness. "Please don't be anxious. I'm just like any other person, really," he reassured you, his politeness shining through. "Feel free to order anything you desire; it's my treat," he graciously continued.

The extraordinary level of fan service offered by Taeyong made you wonder if all the VIP holders were being treated to the same extent. This elevated experience surpassed all expectations, and you couldn't help but feel immensely fortunate to be among the privileged few granted such a remarkable opportunity.

You carefully perused the menu, deliberating over your choice. "A Carbonara will do," you finally decided, sharing your selection with Taeyong. His smile grew wider as he promptly pressed the button to place your order. Soon after, a waiter entered the VIP room to take Taeyong's order, greeting you both with a warm smile. "What can I get you today?" the waiter inquired. Taeyong responded graciously, "Just one serving of Carbonara for this beautiful woman, please." The waiter jotted down Taeyong's order before expressing their intention to bring it promptly. With the waiter's exit, Taeyong's gaze fixated on you once again.

Taeyong's compliment had left you completely flustered; his description of you as beautiful caught you off guard, rendering you momentarily speechless. Frozen in place, you struggled to find an appropriate response, your cheeks tinted with a deep blush. Sensing your flustered state, Taeyong chuckled softly, his amusement evident. Seeking to redirect the conversation and regain your composure, you changed the topic.

"Taeyong... We greatly appreciate your unwavering dedication, particularly in light of the challenges you've faced, including the accident. How are you holding up?" you inquired, earnestly seeking his perspective. Taeyong's expression softened as he responded, weaving a fabricated tale of personal struggle and trauma stemming from the incident. He wiped away his tears, emphasizing the profound impact of his bandmates' tragic passing and how it had left him grappling with profound emotional scars. In reality, he was deceiving you, his mind replaying the haunting screams of his bandmates as they met their agonizing fate.

Filled with remorse for broaching such a sensitive topic, you sincerely apologized to Taeyong, expressing your concern in a gentle tone. The weight of your words weighed heavily on your conscience, and in an effort to alleviate some of the discomfort, you swiftly reached into your bag, retrieving a handcrafted gift. With a warm smile, you extended it towards him, presenting a meticulously made jar adorned with an array of motivational letters nestled within.

"I hope this gift brings you solace during challenging times. Please accept it as a token of my support," you offered, your smile conveying genuine care and empathy. Taeyong's countenance softened further as he reciprocated your gesture, accepting the gift graciously.

In that moment, Taeyong found you endearing. Though your question had touched upon personal territory, he didn't mind sharing his feelings with you. Moreover, he couldn't help but notice the beauty of your voice, envisioning the possibility of incorporating your screams into his musical compositions. Little did you know, Taeyong had already marked you as his next prey, his twisted mind reveling in the prospect of capturing your terror.

TO BE CONTINUED…

A/N: I apologize for stopping early. I just wanted to see if anyone was still going to read ‘Lovesick’ after I halted the release for 2 years TT feel free to make suggestions for the fic <3

[theficblog]

[9:56 am]

LEE TAEYONG

Genre: Fluff + Dad Taeyong

Wordcount: 429

Warnings: None

"You know what to do when someone is mean to you, right?" Taeyong knelt down to match Ari's height and cupped her face. The little girl nodded with the big round eyes that she inherited from her father.

"If you miss us too much, you can ask your teacher to make a call, hmm?" He pressed his lips against her forehead, fixing her tiny pigtails.

He was dressed in a plain white shirt and denim jeans, purposely to match his daughter's uniform as he hung a glittery dora the explorer backpack with a map keychain plushie, which was obviously too small to fit him.

The other tiny toddlers weren't much different either; nearly all of them were clutching at their parents, some of them were already weeping, and a few courageous babies were too giddy to make new friends. It was the first day of playschool.

"Taeyong, she's going to be late on her first day!" For the seventh time in about two minutes, you reminded him.

"Where is Mama's Hug, Ari?" As your daughter ran into your arms, you clapped for her.

"Say bye Dadda!" To get her to wave at Taeyong, you took her hand in yours. He would never let her go if it were up to him.

"Bye baby!" He was on the verge of crying as he got up from his knees, he kissed her head again.

Ari took little steps as you handed her the tiny bag, in a matter of seconds she was off and racing happily in the direction of her school. You watched her with a smile of pride, unlike Taeyong.

He had tears in his eyes, as though it was his first day. His nose and ears were visibly red. 

You put your arm around his shoulder, "She's going to be okay."

Taeyong's eyes were still glued to the small human he had helped create, "How is she so grown up already?" he asked with a puff of voice.

"She's just three." You muttered. "She'll return in about two hours, too."

"Someday she's going to graduate from high school." He kept talking. "What if she is too stressed?" He gave your face an anxious glance.

"That's not how it goes, baby." You reassured.

"I remember when the doctors gave her to me like it was yesterday." He wiped his tears away with the sleeve of his shirt.

"Oh no, it looks like I have two babies to take care of!" He responded with a bashful smile after you gushed and pinched his flushed face.

Taeyong loved his daughter too much. 

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[xylttae]

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[leemarkly]

how it feels like to not be able to put down my thoughts and ideas abt a new fic into words

[ncityavenue]

Most to Least : Mommy kink ft 127

MOST:

TAEYONG - just look at him, it's so visible that he has one. You do something sexy asf during sex and he's just like "OMG MOMMY." Like it's just second nature to him, or he looks at you just existing and in his mind he's like "Mommy..." He said it out loud once by accident when yall were conversating with his members, Ps. Johnny has never let it go🤭

HAECHAN - I think it's very clear that he would be down for any kink, he's freaky as fuck– not only does he say it during sex but he says it on the regular.(regular huh?) Like you could be washing the dishes and he hugs you from behind and is like "Hey mommy" with a lil smirk.🤫

MARK - OH FOR SURE. Mostly during his orgasms, like it's an intense one too–it catches you by surprise almost. "Oh fuck‐ m-mommy~". HJFIWBSHXBWKSNFBW. he sometimes doesn't even realize how frequently he says it. He's just too cute with it that you need to hear it again and make him have like 1 (3) more orgasm.

JAEHYUN - I feel like jaehyun is a switch at heart and a sucker for dom women, he likes to see someone that is stereotypically seen as the sub part of a relationship to tell him what to do and order him around during sex and just use him as a sex doll– OFF TOPIC SORRY YALL🤭🤭 anyways he would fucking love to call you mommy, he'd be hesitant at first bc he don't wanna weird you out but c'mon you gave him a boob job- A BOOB JOB and it just slipped out. "Oh shit mommy oh my god". WOOOOOOO. After that it just kept coming out..or should I say cumming? I'm Sorry...

JUNGWOO - he mostly says it for teasing or fun purposes, I can see you're like sucking him off and then you do something that catches his attention he's just like "ooo~ mommy~" and wiggles his eyebrows. I would count it as a kink most definitely because even before yall were a thing he use to see pretty girls and be like "she's mommy for sure." Then it kinda slid into your relationship.

DOYOUNG - it would be rare, but its not like it won't happen at all. Funny thing it didn't even start off sexual, STORY TIME: he was very intoxicated and had a hang over the next day obviously, you were giving him pain killers for the migraine he had and he faintly laid his head on your shoulder sleepily saying " Thank you Mommy ". BOY DID THAT BECOME RATED R QUICKLY. atp you wanted him to moan it instead😭. It's mostly when you take care of him (sexually or non) that he says it but it's still rare.

YUTA - he's not totally off that idea, he just rather call you pretty,gorgeous, princess, & baby. He's had a conversation with haechan about this and the younger boy suggested for him to call you that one time and see what happens, Yuta tried it. Wasn't really his cup of tea. It didn't roll off his tongue the way he anticipated it to, so he never really says it to you unless you ask (beg).

JOHHNY & TAEIL - Since I can't really figure it out, I put them together bc they level each other out. Johnny just rathers calling you beautiful or sweetheart,baby,& pretty kinda similar to yuta. He also rather you call him daddy AHEM! 🧍🏾‍♀️, it's just not in his nature to do that. He joked maybe a few dozen times abt it seeing you in something cute/hot he's like "Mommy? Sorry. Mommy? Sorry." Then cringes. HXWBUDDBWK. Taeil on the other hand is like "A what kink?" Like he's genuinely distraught. It's giving the same energy as haechan saying bop and him having no clue what it means, you explain mommy kink to him and he's like " that's nice...for other people though :) " passive aggressively telling you, ITS NOT HAPPENING WITH HIM SIS 😭😭 he likes to think you were joking with him from the jump. When he wants to be evil though, he pretends he's gonna say it but doesn't at all. Sorry hard taeil stans:/ (including me it was hard for me to write this part tbh😪)

LEAST:

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[deijiyong]

Before you read: This fanfic is done in a bullet-point style, thus will probably not flow as you would expect a normal fanfic to. Thank you for understanding.

Summary: You were by his side all through high school until he got his first girlfriend. When you lost the one person you felt comfortable with, you had to find new friends in his best friend Jooheon and Jooheon's girlfriend. You expect to keep pulling apart as university approaches, but Changkyun seems to have other plans.

Warnings: some talks of vomiting, mentions of reader being injured (bullied), similar mean pranks

Status: Ongoing

Updates: For currently written parts, every Sunday. When those parts run out: no definite schedule.

Color Key: for talking bullet-points.

Reader is purple.

Changkyun is green.

Jooheon is blue.

Jiyeon (Jooheon's GF) is pink.

Taeyong is red.

no one cares about Sara

Jisoo is orange.

Parts:

2010 January 26th - Changkyun's 14th Birthday

2011 January 26th - Changkyun's 15th Birthday

2011 June 18th - Changkyun invites you to play in the pool

2012 January 26th - Changkyun's 16th Birthday

2014 October 4th - Jooheon's 19th Birthday (YN POV)

2014 October 4th - Jooheon's 19th Birthday (CK POV)

2014 October 5th - Changkyun invites himself over to your house

2014 October 6th - School Monday

2015 February 10th - Graduation Day

2015 February 12th - SNU Move-in Day

2015 March 19th - The day you miss CK the most

2015 April 26th - Taeyong accosts you at the bookstore

2015 June 18th - FIFA World Cup

2015 June 18th - FIFA World Cup (JH POV)

2015 December 5th - Changkyun makes a plan

2015 December 20th - Surprise!! 1/2

2015 December 20th - Surprise!! 2/2

2015 December 21st - Day One 1/2

2015 December 21st - Day One 2/2

2015 December 22nd - Day Two

2015 December 23rd - Day Three

2015 December 24th - Day Four

2015 December 25th - Day Five 1/2

2015 December 25th - Day Five 2/2 (beginning of not written parts)

2015 December 26th - TBA

Note: If it's Sunday and you're waiting on an update - send me a message. I'm actually pretty freaking forgetful. Sorry in advanced.

[cherrygyusworld]

happier (l.ty)

cherrygyusworld

please don’t copy or rewrite/post as your own. none of the following images are mine; copyright goes to owner! if you’d like to take this idea and use it, that’s fine, but I’d ask that you don’t make the scenario exactly the same and use a different layout. enjoy!

summary | after hearing the news that taeyong, your ex boyfriend, is dating another girl just days after the breakup, you’re devastated. just as you think that it can’t get worse, you end up meeting the happy couple in public. 

category | idol!au, angst, sad, breakup!au, exboyfriend!taeyong

warnings | breakup, mentions of cheating, crying, leaving, just sad

word count | 1832

pairing | lty x fem reader

We broke up a month ago Your friends are mine, you know, I know You've moved on, found someone new One more girl who brings out the better in you

You sat blankly at the table, a cup of tea in your hands. It was cold from being left untouched for so long. Across from you, your best friend, Mark, looked at you with pity and exasperation.

"Come on, y/n. Please drink it. Or eat something. Should I order something?" His eyes sparkled and he leaped up from the bed. "We could go and try the new combo at the fried chicken restaurant down the street! Jeno went there a few days ago; he said it was the best thing he's ever had."

You let out a small shrug, trying to smile. Mark could see right through you, and the light in his eyes died.

"Y/n, how long are you going to keep moping over him? He's a piece of trash. Leave him and forget about it."

You felt tears flooding into your eyes. Again. You tried not to let them spill, but you couldn't help it and just started crying against Mark's chest for the millionth time this week.

"How could he move on so quickly, Mark? Three years. Three whole years of us and all our memories, and he found a new girl in less than a week. It's pathetic, isn't it? The fact that I can't get over him and he's hooking up with another chick not even a few days after we called it quits." You sniffled into his arms.

Mark let out a sigh, almost at the verge of tears himself. He never knew that Taeyong could just leave behind his entire past in such a quick time. It had shocked all of them, honestly, that their friend could be such a horrible person.

"I know, y/n. I know." He let you cry your pain away, at least temporarily, coaxing you by speaking soft words into your ears, stroking your hair. If he could hide the truth, he would've in an instant. But everyone was connected. You, Taeyong, Mark, all the members were best friends. There was no way that you couldn't have known. Even after you and Taeyong had broken up, you still remained in touch with the rest of the 22 boys. Your bond with them was so close that you would never be able to just leave them because of the breakup. Of course, Mark had expected you to find out, but he was hoping to stall the time for at least a few more days. Everything had been going fine until Haechan had opened his big fat mouth and told you that Taeyong was with another girl. Though you pretended to be fine at the time, you began to sob as soon as you set foot in your apartment.

After you'd finished weeping for the day, Mark helped hoist you up. "Come on, y/n. You've got this. Let's go try the new chicken, hm?" He grabbed your hand, ignoring your protests, and shoved you out the door.

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And I thought my heart was detached From all the sunlight of our past But she's so sweet, she's so pretty Does she mean you forgot about me?

As soon as you entered the chicken restaurant, you wanted to exit as fast as you'd come in. But Mark didn't see. He didn't see him. And though you tried to protest and quickly whisper that Taeyong was in the same shop as you two were, Mark ignored all of it, thinking that you were paranoid of being outside for the first time in five days. And by the time his and Taeyong's eyes met, there was nothing he could do.

"Will this table be alright?" The waitress asked, breaking the intensity of Mark's glare.

"Huh? Oh, um, yeah I guess. Thanks." He quickly turned to you. "You wanna leave? We can if you want."

You hesitated, considering it. It hurt to see Taeyong again, and especially with his new girl. He looked so... okay. Unfazed, laughing at the girl's words, smiling like he was in love all over again. But leaving would look weak now.  

"No. Let's just stay." You said, looking down at the menu. You couldn't stand to see Taeyong's huge smile, which wasn't in your direction. Mark looked surprised, but he obliged, not wanting to have you starve for another day.

After you'd ordered, you couldn't help but steal glances at the new couple. They were so perfect. She was absolutely beautiful. You could simply tell by looking at her backside. Her posture was straight, she had gorgeous dark hair, and she had such fair complexity. It wasn't fair. You looked down at yourself, wishing you'd tidied yourself up a bit more before coming here.

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Oh, I hope you're happy But not like how you were with me I'm selfish, I know, I can't let you go So find someone great, but don't find no one better I hope you're happy, but don't be happier

When the chicken came out, you honestly almost forgot about Taeyong altogether. Jeno had been right; it was the most delicious thing you'd ever tasted. You began to feel relaxed again, and more like yourself. You almost forgot about everything that had happened earlier this week. Almost.

"Oh, excuse me." Cold water spilled on your lap, accidentally knocked down by someone's bag, and a pair of hands quickly began to grab napkins from the table and help you wipe off. You looked up to see a beautiful girl, looking apologetic as she hurriedly soaked the tissues with water.

Your heart stilled for a second when you looked behind her to see Taeyong's frozen frame. The two of you didn't look away until the girl straightened up and bowed down to you.

"I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to spill the water. I'm very sorry again." You managed to give her a half-hearted smile.

"It's okay, it's not your fault." It's not your fault that Taeyong left me for you.

The girl let out an embarrassed, apologetic smile and held out a hand. "I'm Siyeon, by the way. Nice to meet you."

You tried to smile again but failed miserably. Instead, you shook her hand. "Y/n. This is my friend, Mark."

Mark, who had been glaring daggers at Taeyong, looked away for a few seconds and shook Siyeon's hand as well. Siyeon stepped back and gazed up at Taeyong adoringly.

"This is my boyfriend, Taeyong." She smiled softly, and then looked embarrassed when he didn't say anything. "Yongie..." She muttered.

Taeyong shook his head. "Yes, sorry." He seemed uncertain as of what to say. He cleared his throat. "I- nice to see you again, y/n. You too, Mark."

Siyeon looked surprised. "You all know each other?"

You shrugged a little. "Just a bit. Mark and Taeyong work together, so I've come across him a few times."

Siyeon laughed. "Oh, that's nice. Yongie, why didn't you tell me? We could've had a friendly dinner together." She slapped his chest playfully and turned back to the two of you. "I'm glad to have met you, y/n, Mark. Hopefully, we can grab a bite to eat together next time." She took Taeyong's hand and started towards the door. "Let's meet again sometime! Text Taeyong to let us know." She waved, and in an instant, the couple left.

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I hope you're happy I wish you all the best, really Say you love her, baby, just not like you loved me And think of me fondly when your hands are on her I hope you're happy, but don't be happier

You didn't know how to feel. You wanted to hate Siyeon's guts. You wanted to hate them. You wanted to remove  Siyeon from the picture so you could have Taeyong to yourself again.

But you couldn't. Siyeon was so kind, beautiful, and charming. She had the aura that dragged people in, and in some way, you understood how Taeyong had gone to her as soon as the two of you had quit.

Mark, on the other hand, was venting. He wouldn't stop arguing about how horrible Taeyong was, and how you never deserved him. He only stopped fuming when he dropped  you off at your apartment door and made you promise that you would be okay. After that, he left, and you turned back to your home.

"Hey."

You screamed as you threw your bag at whoever was standing in the dark. There was a scuffle, the sound of the bag hitting the person squarely in the chest, and glass shattering as things were knocked over.

"No, stop! It's me --ow-- it's me, y/n! Taeyong! Lee Taeyong!" Just as you were about to throw your book at him, the lights switched on and Taeyong lay there on the floor, looking half-dead. He winced as he pulled himself up, careful not to touch any of the broken glasses.

"T-taeyong? What are you doing here?" You asked, surprised and on the verge of breaking down again.

He ruffled his hair sheepishly. "I thought I owed you an apology."

"Oh." You replied, unsure of what to say. Your heart ached and beat a thousand times faster as awkward silence filled the air.

"I-I'm sorry, y/n." Taeyong blurted out. "I never cheated on you, I promise. I would never. I did meet Siyeon when we were dating, but I didn't think much of it until our breakup; and it wasn't any flirty, romantic relationship. She just... she was just the right person for me later." He nervously tapped his foot on the floor. "I-I guess I just wanted to tell you that I'm sorry. I really loved you and I hope you don't misunderstand and think I cheated on you."

Every word made your heart ache. Loved. Right person. I'm sorry.

You tried your best to put on a strong face. "It's fine, Taeyong. I know you wouldn't cheat. And besides, you have nothing to apologize for. Siyeon is a wonderful person... and I'm happy for you. Really."

Taeyong let out a relieved sigh, and you could almost see the burden of the news lifting off of his shoulders. You tried to smile, and it must've worked, because Taeyong walked over and gave you a light, awkward hug. "Thanks for being so understanding, y/n. I'm glad we got to have this talk."

"Yeah, me too," You croaked out, hoping there weren't any tears in sight. You slightly pushed him off and watched as he let out a soft, sad smile.

"Thanks again, y/n. I'll see you around." With that, he was gone.

You looked out the window and watched as he walked out of the building and into a black car. The smile on his face was not gone unnoticed, huge and beaming as he smiled at Siyeon, who was sitting in the driver's seat. You finally felt a tear dripping down your face, a hand on the window, as the two drove off together in the cold night.

I hope you're happy, but don't be happier

[theworld-accordingtocasey]

If you’ve stanned any SM bgs prior to NCT, you have seen this movie before

[chenlizard]

what freaky kinks do you think 127 has (esp yuta ik that mf kinky as HELLLLLL)

OMG fr yuta is the kink master

smut after cut

NCT 127 kinks

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆟 𓆝

taeil: soft dom, i feel like he loves orgasm denial, hates pain stuff, thigh lover fr, breeding kink

johnny: HARD DOM but also soft sometimes, choking, hair pulling, risky sex (public bathroom, alley, classroom, etc), tit guy

taeyong: soft dom, sometimes subby :3, also orgasm denial, also HATES pain, praise guy, loves thighs as well, worship, bondage

yuta: hard dom, very very rarely subby, pain kink, bondage, orgasm denial, degrading and praise, tit guy, breeding kink, lingerie, vouyerism

doyoung: heavy switch, lingerie, cute outfits or beautiful outfits like dresses turn him on, loves morning sex, praise kink

jaehyun: dom (soft or hard), honestly vouyerism, public sex, having you watch him jerk off turns him on sm, lingerie, degrading and praise

jungwoo: switch, pretty vanilla honestly, drunk sex king, cute outfits, voice kink fr he loves voices and when youre whiney

mark: ASS GUY ASS GUY ASS GUY!!!!! breeding kink, same vouyerism kink as jaehyun, i got the idea from this mark ff, ill look for it, its my fav fr

haechan: OMG biggest switch ever, so so whiney, loves thighs, vouyerism, public sex, bondage

okay all done

thanks for readingngngngn

teeheee

[multifandombxxch]

My top 5 NCT members who I think have a high s3x drive

(This is a joke🧍🏿‍♀️)

Taeyong

He’s responsible for Whiplash. And so many other dirty ass songs😭 listen, as aunty Janet said “anytime, anyplace I don’t care who’s around” he is willing and ready to fu- if you got a fat ass and thick thighs no rest for you honey “you have to be quiet love or people will hear”

Taeil

It’s always the quiet men. Take it from me (story time?) He may not always be horny but if you ask he would RARELY say no. And once he gets in the mood? Yeah, good luck getting him out of it😭 “the bed is too far the counter will have to do”

Jaehyun

You expected him here didn’t you? For those of you who didn’t, I got news…he listens to RnB ffs. Do you know how horny rnb listeners are?! Do you?! if he finds you attractive he’s looking at that ass with purpose. I don’t make the rules babe🤷🏿‍♀️ “Come here, I wanna show you something “

Mark

The fandom knows this. He’s horny 23/6…he sleeps sometimes. Whoever he ends up with in the future hun you better be fit as heck especially when he’s frustrated chileee.😮‍💨 “I’m down if you are”

Yuta

The fandom knows this pt.2. He’s horny and kinky all the time. You could be wearing a trash bag or the ugliest outfit everrr .Yuta is ready and willing. In a restaurant? His hand is under the table playing with the hem of you dress. In a meeting he’s gripping your thing under the table. In bed? You’re already naked. “Take this off”

[pajarinwrites]

NCT 127 RECS

directory | general masterlist

✨ favourites

Taeil

recharge @lunena 1k super cute domestic fluff

Johnny

set up ✨ @smileysuh 14.4k frat!johnny, i love this so much, rivals/dislike to lovers, and smileysuh's writing style never disappoints (but it's been a while since i last re-read it so i can't give a really good summary rn sry...)

birthday boy ft. tyong, doyoung, jaehyun @smileysuh 13.1k the logistics of this are incredibly impressive, i also love the dynamics between all of them, and smileysuh's smut is simply incapable of disappointing

Taeyong

birthday boy ft. johnny, doyoung, jaehyun @smileysuh 13.1k the logistics of this are incredibly impressive, i also love the dynamics between all of them, and smileysuh's smut is simply incapable of disappointing

Yuta

a spoonful of sugar @thru-the-grapevine 1.7k i was so happy to finally have found a good and normal yuta ff (they're usually a little weird or intense) and then.. then the martial arts happened? and everything before and after it? but it was written in such a funny way, that i still had to finish the fic? i don't know what to say about this, it was unhinged, but not bad unhinged, just unhinged, eye ....👁️👄👁️

Doyoung

only angel @catboyieejeno 0.3k smut, good smut

birthday boy ft. tyong, johnny, jaehyun @smileysuh 13.1k the logistics of this are incredibly impressive, i also love the dynamics between all of them, and smileysuh's smut is simply incapable of disappointing

Jaehyun

in the a.m. @hwanghyunjinenthusiast 2.9k never in my life have i looked twice at motherfucking jeong jaehyun. this fic? this fic made me look? do i like jeong jaehyun?? questioning my allegiances right now what?

birthday boy ft. johnny, tyong, doyoung @smileysuh 13.1k the logistics of this are incredibly impressive, i also love the dynamics between all of them, and smileysuh's smut is simply incapable of disappointing

Jungwoo

your belated valentine @itgetsquiet 4.9k frenemies2lovers, super cute, i love the frenemy relationship, be warned though there is kissing with dubcon bc y/n is drunk off their fucking face

Mark

(surviving) no nut november ft. hyuck ✨ @domjaehyun 28.8k smut, so much smut, so many smut scenes, i loved this one, it was the first recommendation i ever sent another unhinged person, i've read this and been chasing this high ever since

this is (not) easy @mrkis 13.2k this is quite possibly the most well executed bff2lovers i've ever read, i was kinda obsessed with the execution, their relationship is so fucking nice

Haechan

babyface ✨ @smileysuh 14.4k even better than the frat!johnny one my good lord, E2L-ish, this is legitimately so good i love how 'you' and haechan are at each others' throat all the time, excellent snarkerie and sass

(surviving) no nut november ft. mark ✨ @domjaehyun 28.8k smut, so much smut, so many smut scenes, i loved this one, it was the first recommendation i ever sent another unhinged person, i've read this and been chasing this high ever since

[theficblog]

HEARTS [chapter five]

CHAPTER FIVE: THIS IS LOVE

Pairing: Jeno x Reader + Jaemin x Reader   [ ft. Haechan, Jaehyun, Taeyong, Mark]

Prologue: You love Jeno, but Jaemin loves you. Will you finally be able to decide on what your hearts want? Hearts are destined to break, and they are destined to love

Genre: Angst +  Fluff + Humour + Complicated Love 

Wordcount: 3,051

Warnings: Language + Alcohol + Heartbreak   

A/N: The last chapter is out already, thank you so much for being with Hearts for the past five weeks <3

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If emotions and love are true, they find a way to come back to you even if they had to stand against all odds. It's happy as long as the ending is happy.

Jaemin's eyes continued to pique his curiosity as you stood tensely toying with your hands. The smile on his lips clearly showed that he was still attempting to retain his composure.

Taeyong had excused himself back to the balcony, shutting the glass doors so as to give the soon-to-be-married some privacy.

"Yes, what is it?" Jaemin asked, a tone of comfort in his voice, but it still struck you as a little strange.

"It's just that," You hesitated, lifting your eyes to meet his. "Actually it's something big."

It was either letting it out now or bearing the weight of everyone's pain for the rest of your life. 

"You, Jaemin, are the most perfect man anyone could ever ask for. You're flawless and loving and caring and sweet and," You blurted it all out at once, then paused to collect your breath. You knew he loved you, so it was terrible to watch his heart break in front of your eyes.

Were you being selfish? Jaemin's love was being taken from him too like yours was. He was madly in love with you. Every time he spoke to you or looked at you, the sparks in his eyes that were madly in love with you were slowly melting away.

Maybe you should not have said what you planned.

Your brain was whirling with reasoning and interpretations like the angels and devils on your shoulders, attempting to give you a solution and the least painful path, but the heart can not comprehend percentages.

Even worse would be if you chose to live your life with Jaemin, knowing that you could never reciprocate his love or his feelings.

Everything, from the first eye contact to the kiss that you shared, played in your internal system like a movie projected on the screen. 

You had to do this.

The moment that internally felt like ages was actually very short.

"You can tell me anything, Y/N, what is it?" Jaemin tenderly soothed your tense hands while holding them in his own. You were immediately drawn to look into his eyes.

"There is someone I love. Someone else." 

You stated it, there. You felt significantly lighter in less than a nanosecond, but you also felt guilty, and your emotions became increasingly complicated.

When Jaemin heard those words leave your mouth, you were prepared for him to react strongly, but to your amazement, all he did was smile and move his tongue along the inside of his cheek. He briefly turned to gaze to the sides before turning back to face you.

"I'm so glad that you chose to tell me Y/N, or else I would have talked to you about it." He said.

You were shocked. How did he know? And what did he know? How long had he known this? Who told him? Questions of all kinds waited to be let out of your mouth at once.

You were breathing heavier, and visibly sweating, Jaemin sat you down on the sofa and poured some water into a glass, calmly, like always.

"It's okay." He grinned at the ground and gave assurance.

"Jae- How, how do you know?" You inquired in disbelief, both at the news and at the young man's gesture.

"Don't you think my brother would tell me everything?" He commented coincidentally at the same time as Taeyong was stepping back in to excuse himself.

You were familiar with Taeyong and aware of his character.

"You saw us that night, didn't you?" You asked.

Of course, Taeyong was the man behind the bushes that day. It was he who overheard everything and that could be one of the reasons he kept giving you the same look ever since he was here.

"I'm sorry Y/N" He apologized. "But I didn't want you guys to stay hurt and broken, like me and your brother."

Upon hearing him speak, you started to seem more depressed as the agony in his voice was audible throughout the room. You regretted it. You felt bad.

"Taeyong, I'm sorry." You reverted.

Ever since high school, you had known your brother's taste in women and men. Until recently, nothing between the two remained a secret. 

A relationship like that, however, could never have been tolerated coming from a family where weddings were arranged for commercial purposes rather than out of true love.

The two male heirs to the empires would have been better off as just partners and coworkers. Both sides could hardly imagine the thoughts.

Upon the discovery, Jaehyun was married to his wife, who was to cheat and leave her husband and daughter behind. It was his happiness that was snatched away. A person could survive without a kidney but never without joy and hope, the abstracts that kept everyone alive. 

You were seeing Taeyong after a long time, sometimes you would hang out with Jaehyun's friends and he would always be there. You always thought he was really charming, and occasionally he'd mention his younger brother, but you never in your wildest dreams imagined that he would turn out to be Jaemin, the man you were going to marry.

"Jaemin," You initiated. Despite everything he had done and was doing, you still felt as though you owed him a large apology.

"Yeah?" He looked up with teary eyes, they were sparkling this time again and you were still the reason, but for all the bad causes.

Perhaps his most culture-less act to date was wiping away his tears with the sleeve of his suit.

He continued to smile brightly while making every effort to remain composed. "It's best if one heart stays broken, instead of two." Jaemin said. "You love him, you will be much happier with him than me, Y/N." 

When you saw the man in front of you, your eyes did not even blink in astonishment. You were not anticipating this, for him to react so maturely even if he was in pain.

"Plus," He continued. "I think I'm hot so there's always a chance of getting someone else." He yeeted his tears away to make you laugh, and you did. 

This time, it was a completely different feeling, and you weren't even inebriated when you wrapped your arms around him without realising it.

Jaemin hugged you back and planted a little kiss on your forehead.  Because he was taller than you, you could not see his face, but the moisture suggested he was crying.

He broke free of the hold. "You should go, what if he leaves?" You smiled after giving a nod. "Thank you, Jaemin." You responded.

Jaemin was the perfect man, but Jeno was perfect for you.

-

"The thing is Jaemin was forced into this too, and if he tells a firm no to his parents, they won't be able to do anything about it. We live in ridiculous patriarchy." Mark suggested, sipping on his drink as he sat with you and Haechan in one of the gardens, contemplating what to do next.

Haechan swore, "Sucks."

"Yeah well, we kind of had a proper angsty scene last night. You know what? I never expected life to be so full of drama at twenty-three!" You remarked.

"Yeah but thanks to you we had a nice time on vacation. Great food, great wine, and great sex. Thanks, Y/N." The younger boy spoke.

Mark let out an uneasy giggle at his comment, and you rolled your eyes and smacked him jokingly.

"What? Just being real here." He objected.

"So, who's Jeno?" A fourth voice inquired and you turned back to see your brother. 

Before you could respond, he sat himself down, unbuttoned the top button of his dress shirt, and began chugging on one of the alcohol cans. He then relaxed his body and mind. You couldn't remember the last time you had seen him in this condition.

"Of course, you had to know." You commented. The first and only secret between you two was no longer a secret.

"I have to." Jaehyun reverted. "I still have to make sure he's nice enough for my baby sister. What if he's a dick?" He joked.

"But I believe I'm acting like the greatest bitch around these days." You reflected. You pondered.

"That's right, you are." Haechan entered the conversation right away.

"Look." You gestured towards him and flicked him off, making the other boys laugh.

"But who told you?" You were interested. You were always in the dark since everyone in this room knew everything. Jaehyun raised an eyebrow and pointed this time at Haechan.

"How many times do I have to save your ass?" He looked the other way, before showing you his middle finger and balancing the game. Haechan was such a diva.

"But it's kind of fucked up right now." In one gulp, you downed your drink "I left Jaemin and I won't get Jeno either." 

"Such a player." Haechan commented.

"No, but like seriously, why won't you be able to get together with Jeno? You love him, he loves you." Mark said.

"Will the birth givers ever understand this?" You answered with a question, making him nod his head in tension.

"Leave all that on your brother." Jaehyun put an arm around your shoulder as he sat next to you.

"Huh?" You voiced out of cluelessness.

"I had more talks with mom and dad last night. Congratulations your wedding has been called off." He said.

"Damn!" Haechan wooed. "Jaehyun you are so hot for this!" 

You smiled and buried your face in your brother's arms. Mark was awed by the gesture. These were just sibling things.

"The family in their revolution era!" Haechan leapt with glee and enthusiasm.

"Taeyong." You started. "He's still single." You tried to tell your brother when you noticed the softening of his eyes in response to your actions.

"You think you're the only one who's getting their love back here?" Your eyes widened in size in response to Jaehyun's revelation. Jaehyun nodded, which was sufficient for you to understand. Words were sometimes worthless in a bond this close.

"Why am I still single?" Haechan asked while glancing Mark's way and biting his lips.

"Nooooo" While the other three of you chuckled at Haechan's strange behaviour, Mark grew anxious.

You were so grateful to call these people yours, in thick and thin, these were the shoulders that would never leave your side. You loved them.

"Oh!" Haechan screamed.

"What happened now?" With his customary tone of inquiry and an irate expression of worry, Mark asked.

"Jeno is leaving today." He informed. "Or maybe he left already?"

You were still clinging onto your brother's arms as you heard those words, you looked up at him to seek an answer.

"Before it's too late, go talk to him." He recommended.

"Right." You stood up and fixed your hair.

"I'll now wrap this drama folks, bye." You quickly left the area.

"My bitch, you got this!" Haechan yelled in response.

-

Everything seemed like it was from a movie because of the adrenaline rush you were having. You had a strange tingle in your stomach that was caused by a combination of relief, anxiousness, and restlessness. It was as if you were competing in a Formula 1 race and didn't give a damn if your wheels caught fire or your engine blew up.

Thank goodness, the airport was not as far. Due to an instinct, you sped up and got out of the car and started running towards the departures. You had to see Jeno before he left. Oh, how I wish time could stand still during situations like this.

You run through a number of people, pushing them and earning a few curses but nothing was stopping your feet, as though they are set on fire. To add to the description, your earring loosened and fell to the ground and even though it was your favourite one, you still continued hurrying and rushing. Jeno was your favourite, after all. 

After ten minutes of standing with hands on the waist and endless movement of the feet to the right and left, you started biting your fingers. The flight had not yet taken off but Jeno was still not there.

You experienced an instantaneous enlightenment comparable to the animated scene with the lightbulb. Perhaps you could have expected something less dramatic than the clichéd airport patch-up scene given that this was not a movie. The milieu of worn-out and perplexed passengers did not help the mood either. You started taking steps back, picking up your earring on your way. This time you walked extremely slow, out of dejection, while your brain thought of backup plans. It wasn't the last time you could see Jeno right? Maybe you could talk to him after returning home. Texting was also an option. You thought of all this as you drove back. 

"What the fuck?" You swore to yourself as you blinked your eyes. They used to say that individuals in love had a tendency to run into their darling wherever they went, but was Jeno the one who was heading the car in the opposite direction?

You stopped your car, and the other one stopped too, confirming it was him.  After a pause of two minutes, you got out and harshly shut the door, just like him. 

The curvy hillside road was empty and barren, naturally offering privacy. White shorts were paired with a blue button-down shirt from Jeno. He had excellent dress sense, and the brisk evening air enhanced his attractiveness. You faced him without uttering a word as he dropped his suitcase on the ground. Although it seemed bizarre, you were aware of how oddly he could behave when he was unsure of how to feel.

"Really gonna get married aren't you?" He shouted. But you find him cute now that you knew you were not. 

"Don't give me that smile." He whined.

"Why?" He flushed briefly as you taunted him back. You crossed your arms and merely looked at Jeno with adoring eyes as he fought for extra candy like a toddler.

"I thought you were leaving." As you asked, you fixed your gaze squarely on his.

"Yeah" He voiced. "But then I also could not. That Jaemin guy told me everything." Jeno explained.

"So you finally know who is he." You let out a sigh of relief, sarcastically.

"Hm, thanks to Jaehyun and Haechan." Jeno said.

"He's sexy isn't he?" You teased him further.

Jeno did not say anything, he only brushed his hair back and loosened his shirt as he pouted. When he was jealous, he was adorable.

"Y/N, I love you." He had to shout because he was quite far away; you two had been shouting all along to get your point across.

"This is not the first time I am saying this." He whined. 

Did he remember that drunken night? He was serious? A glittery smiling sensation whirled inside of you, or maybe you could call them those butterflies. The inward grin was no longer concealable.

At his remarks, you showed your teeth in a smile, and he did the same. It appeared as if kindergarteners were making confessions.

"What would I do without you anyway?" He tried to express his sincerity.  "Masturbate!" You spoke immediately. 

Jeno wrapped his arms around your neck and pressed his forehead against yours with a smile never leaving his face.

"I'm sure I'd still get girls though." He whispered seductively.

"I thought this was a confession going on right now." You said back at his slutty response. 

He drew back, straightening his body and took your smaller hands in his while keeping his eyes locked on the ground.

"Y/N." He took your full name. 

"I think I would rather live a happy life, someday get married and have lots and lots of sex with you than anybody else."

"You think?" When you teased him, his mouth made a cute little sound that you adored.

"I'm sure!" He confidently responded quickly. 

"As sure as I am about death and taxes." He added.

He accepted the proximity by placing his hand at the back of your waist as you moved your body closer to his.

"As sure as I am about kissing you right now." You said slowly, before shutting your eyes and letting the lips do the rest, by now, they knew what they had to do. Although it was the simplest thing in the world, the kiss seemed unique. A kiss that freed you from the constraints of reason and reasoning when your heart understood what it wanted. That was all there was to it.

Suddenly, you felt drops of moisture on your forehead. Oh no, was Jeno crying again?

The two of you pulled out to look up at the sky, it had started to rain.  Jeno described it as "cinematic."

"Of course, it had to be dramatic. Otherwise, wasn't it a sunny day?" You enquired.

"Sure, it was. I did check the forecast." Jeno responded.

"You continue to do that?" You re-asked.

'It's necessary. You should too." He reasoned.

"I believe it is preferable to always carry an umbrella, much like a period kit." You responded as though we were having a really cerebral discussion.

"Jeno! You know what? I got my period two days late this month and I was like shit I'm pregnant." You said it like gossiping about a third person.

"Fuck that's scary, mommy." He joked.

"Shut up!" You swore. He still had you in his arms.

"Anyways let's get back to the kissing." You suggested.

"That's better, right?" Before your lips took their previous position, he said.

This was where your heart belonged, without any conditions and filters, without any entitlements or norms.

"I love you." 

The rain did not cease, but the darkness that was so soon to fall was illuminated by the lights as they went on one by one, sparkling stars and sparks. No love song played in the background, but the pitter-patter of the water every time it met with the concrete floor appeared no less to you, as though finally, time had stopped. This was love. This was hearts. 

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