#qian kun blurbs

[winwintea]

Blame it on my Disney Wish! WayV Series (hiatus)

PAIRING ▸ wayv x fem!reader 

GENRES ▸ romance, fluff, crack, angst, acquaintances to lovers, disney park au, college au

WARNINGS ▸ profanity, sexual jokes, alcohol consumption, chenle gets bullied a lot, kun also gets bullied a lot, everyone gets bullied a lot, 

SUMMARY ▸ kun takes the boys to disney world, funded by his sugar daddy chenle. however none of them were prepared for you to tag along, more or less even be affected by that cliche disney magic. but hey, maybe dreams really do come true? 

TAG LIST ▸ at the bottom (send me an ask here if you’d like to be added! + those tagged will be in the tag list of all chapters of this series!)

AUTHOR’S NOTE ▸ welcome to my first ever fic? this is a “choose your own route” kind of series, so no need to read in order! i’ll be updating one chapter at a time, finishing off all chapter 1’s before i move onto the chapter 2’s. this originally started off as a crack fic idea that turned into a romance. thank u for taking the time to indulge in my silly fic. i’m very into disney parks so this was very fun to write. PLEASE ALSO READ THE PROLOGUE BEFORE READING THE CHAPTERS!

PROLOGUE

▸CHOOSE YOUR SUITOR

▸ QIAN KUN

01. lover’s quarrel 

02. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

03. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

04. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

▸ TEN

01. walking is for losers

02. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

03. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

04. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

▸ DONG SI CHENG

01. never beating the ‘fainting princess’ allegations

02. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

03. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

04. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

▸ WONG KUN HANG

01. please stop lore dumping

02. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

03. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

04. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

▸ XIAO DE JUN

01. 2 idiots 1 braincell

02. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

03. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

04. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

▸ LIU YANG YANG

01. google search: wikihow to look cool in front of a girl with pictures

02. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

03. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

04. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

[tyongf-nct]

hey i’m a long time follower but i do not want to show who i am! your stories made me want to learn english so thank you for that :-)

i wanted to ask if you could write a wayv (any one) x reader where the reader is a soloist and the wayv person (sorry i forget the word 😂) mcs with them and they fall for each other

sorry for my poor english i am still learning !

hi!! thank you so much for the long time support 😭 and WOW that is a huge thing for my writing to do so THANK YOU for telling me that!! that is so kind of you to say and i am really glad my content has been enjoyable for you. pls never be afraid to slide into my inbox whenever!! and your english is literally amazing, you’re doing great!! 🫶 i am sorry this has taken me so long to answer, school has been killing me these last few months 🥲 but i hope you enjoy! 💕 i decided on kun bc this story idea felt so sweet just like him 🥰

dynamic: fem!reader x qian kun

warnings/tags: fluff, love confessions, mc!reader, mc!kun, fluffy blurb feat. romantic kun

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“Cut!” The producer’s voice echoed out across the sound stage, and you sighed in relief as the work day came to an end. You smiled to the staff member who took your MC microphone from you as you stepped off the small platform, a hand swooping in to guide you gently down the step.

Your breath hitched as you looked over to see Kun’s nimble fingers clasping yours, his handsome face smiling. You felt the heat brush up onto your cheeks as you nodded your thanks. Your hands stayed connected for just a beat too long before he released you, walking off the stage in the direction of his green room. You bit your lip, gathering the courage to follow him before walking a little too fast to not be embarrassing to anyone watching. Which, you hoped, no one was.

His door was already closed by the time you reached his room, and your fist that was ready to knock on his door froze in midair. You didn’t want to bother him, but you were dying to get asking him out over with. Over the past several months that the two of you had been working together you had grown closer, sharing meals nearly every day on and off set and filming for hours together. Now that your time as an MC was almost up, you weren’t sure if you and Kun would stay connected. Even if he didn’t feel the same way, at the very least you wanted to remain friends.

Huffing, you gathered the courage to draw your fist back again to knock when his door suddenly swung open, revealing a shirtless Kun. Unable to stop yourself, you looked down at his defined abdomen and greedily took in all his deliciously sharp angles and muscles. It wasn’t until you heard your name uttered by his smooth voice that you whipped your eyes back up to meet his. You tried to calm your racing heart as you laughed nervously, Kun’s face gentle and amused.

“Can I help you?” He chuckled.

“Yes!” You squawked. Clearing your throat, you tried again, “Mm. I mean, yes.” There, much calmer.

“I just, er, I just wanted to talk to you. Quickly, I know you’re probably tired,” you smiled brightly. He returned your smile, ushering you inside.

“Of course. Although I’m never too tired for you,” he hummed. That familiar heat made its way back up your neck as you giggled quietly.

He slid a plain t-shirt over his head, much to your relief, as you sat gingerly on the small couch in his room. Kun came to sit next you to and gave you his full attention as he faced you.

“What did you want to talk to me about?”

You picked at the skin near your thumbs as you took a deep breath, trying to find the right words.

“I—well, I’m just going to be honest. I have had so much fun MC-ing with you this year, Kun, and I hope that we can remain friends after our contracts are up. I…I just wanted to tell you that I think you’re amazing. And I’ve���I’ve grown to…” you trailed off, suddenly nervous at his possible rejection. Kun was calm as ever though, watching you with his gentle and open expression you had grown to love so dearly. He nodded encouragingly, letting you gather your thoughts.

You inhaled and exhaled, looking him in the eyes. “I’ve grown to like you. As in, more than a friend. I understand if you don’t feel the same way, but I just wanted to tell you, before it was too late,” your voice was quiet, just above a whisper. The room was silent for a few beats, and a small horror that you had ruined a wonderful friendship began to creep up inside you.

Kun banished those thoughts in the next moment, though, as he slid closer to you and grabbed your clammy hands. He held yours in his one of his own as the other held your face with devastating softness.

“Y/n…I…I’m so glad you told me that. That took a lot of bravery. Certainly more than I have,” he chuckled to himself. “I feel the same way. I have for a long time, but—honestly, I was just too nervous to confess.”

Your mouth dropped open in shock as you stared at him, watching his full lips curl into a grin as he let you take in his confession. Kun still held your hand and your face as you processed what he had said.

“Really? You, you feel the same way?” Your heart raced even faster as Kun nodded, taking his hand from your face to clasp both your hands into his.

“That’s…well, that’s great! Awesome! Ha!” You laughed brightly, relief crashing through you as your mind raced with the fantasy of finally dating the man you had fallen for.

“It is great,” he laughed with you, bringing you in for an unexpected hug. You paused only for a moment before returning it, breathing in that comforting scent you had become so accustomed to being around. The two of you pulled apart and watched one another with happy faces.

“So, do you want to go on a date?” You asked merrily.

“Wow, I have got to learn how to be this confident,” Kun shook his head, and you shoved him playfully. He snorted, then looked into your eyes with his big brown ones.

“Of course I do,” he said softly. You struggled to contain your squeal, throwing your arms around his neck once again and relishing in feeling his chest shake with laughter before his arms came around you once more. You stayed like that for a while, racing heartbeats calming and beating as one.

[inctlife]

Could you do a Kun blurb where the reader is pregnant with their first child and has cravings Numbers 21 and 40 🤰🤰

21: “Do you think the baby would be down if i ate some chipotle?” & 40: “Wake up, the baby needs you.”

“Kun. Darling. Wake up,” you grimaced, sitting up as you placed your hand on your stomach.

“Mm?” Kun said, also sitting up.

“The baby needs you,” you sighed.

Kun chuckled, rubbing your back, “or do you need me?”

You groaned, “shut up, it’s the same thing. You know that.”

Kun smiled, “what is it?”

“I’m in so much pain, Kun,” you said, sighing slightly.

Kun sighed, beginning to massage your back, “how’s that?”

You moaned, “thank you, love.”

Kun pressed a kiss to your shoulder, “anything for you two.”

You smiled, bathing in the glorious feeling of Kun’s hands before you began to feel your stomach rumble.

“I’m so hungry. Do you think the baby would be down if I ate some chipotle?” you asked.

Kun laughed, shaking his head, “absolutely not, you’re eight months pregnant, Y/N. I’ll cook you something better.”

“No,” you whined.

“Why? I thought you were hungry?” Kun said, rubbing your huge bump.

“I mean, I am but, it’s like 1am, I can’t ask you to do that. I already woke you up just to massage me,” you said, rolling your eyes, “it’s fine, I’ll just find some crisps or something.”

“No, no, no,” Kun said, “baby needs to eat nutritious foods!”

You smiled, watching as Kun got out of bed, you following after him slowly.

Kun groaned, “stay in bed!”

“No, I’ve asked you to do this much, I’m at least going to stay with you,” you said, defiantly.

You knew you shouldn’t have been out of bed, so did Kun. It had been a struggle for you and Kun to get pregnant in the first place, and since the doctor told you to reduce your movement in the last few months, both you and Kun had been following the rules exactly.

Kun sighed, “fine, but you’re sitting down.”

You snorted, “you say that like I was planning otherwise.”

Kun smiled slightly at your stubbornness, placing a hand on the small of your back as the two of you went down the stairs, turning on all the lights, Kin beginning to prepare food.

“I suppose we should get practise at waking up at this time, shouldn’t we?” Kun chuckled, “now, just sit there, okay? I’ll make you and baby something delicious.”

[kpopblurblog]

[11:25 pm] kun cracks open your door to see you resting in bed, your breathing having evened out for the most part as you dream. the med student tiptoes over to your bedside before he takes a seat beside you, his hand replacing where your bangs have plastered themselves to your forehead. kun frowns slightly, noting that your fever hadn’t calmed down yet. sighing heavily, he stands to retrieve a cool washcloth for your forehead only to pause when he notices the artwork of him on your desk. theres a sheet with a bright red ‘a+’ attached to the canvas and kun smiles at the dedication on your sheet with his name on it. he couldn’t be as proud of a significant other as he is in that moment, even if you are ill.

[nctauvision]

[7:54 am] Barista!Kun drums his fingers on the wooden counter, anxiously waiting for you to come by for your daily order he has already prepared beside him.

[nyukhie]

[ 3: 34 P.M. ] You walked out the classroom door excited to see Kun, looking to your right then left, you stood their in shock when you found Kun kissing your best friend, as your heart shattered into pieces that could never be fixed.

[waikuuu]

[ 3:34 P.M. ] Crush!Kun. Cheeks reddening by the second as your childhood crush stood right in front of you. He had called you to say something, and you were afraid, afraid he hated you since these days, he’s been a little distant. “Y/N I need to tell you something.” Kun said as his face softened still showing worry on his face. “What is it Kun?” You asked him sending him a small smile. “I like you a lot and I get that you don’t like me an-” He said rambling as you interrupted him by smashing your lips on to his. Kun’s eyes widened as he secretly screamed inside, calming down as he kissed you back. You both pull away after a while smiling and both of your faces flushing red.

[haechanhearts]

christmas illness

prompt: “you didn’t think i’d let you spend christmas alone, did you?”

pairing: kun x reader

word count: tbd

genre: fluff

this is a christmas collab with @worldwidehansum and @camcamlovesbangchan

read their parts here & here

“so you’re really not going to the christmas party?” kun asks you through the phone.

“i feel like i’m dying, kun. i’ve been puking all day, and i don’t want to ruin the party by going.” you respond while laying down in bed.

“but i do want you to go, though. you shouldn’t miss out on the fun because i caught a stomach bug.” you continue.

“well I don’t know, the only reason I agreed to go was because I would be able to spend more time with you. and if I don’t get to do that, then I don’t have much motivation to go.” he sighs after telling you.

“come on, kun! taeyong would be so upset if you don’t go! please go and have fun! i’ll go to the next party. and you can tell taeyong that.”

“alright y/n, i’ll go if it’ll make you happy!” kun tells you in a teasing tone before saying goodbye and ending the phone call.

tossing your phone to the side of you, you curl up under your blankets once again, still feeling queasy. you really did want to go to the party, especially since your parents decided that this year would be perfect to go on a christmas vacation. unfortunately, eating a full tub of ice cream by yourself the previous day wasn’t a good decision because you were throwing it all up today. you didn’t want to disappoint kun, but you also didn’t want to bring the mood down either.

you turned on your tv and switched through the channels but ultimately picked a random one since nothing interesting was on. it was currently 5:30, and the party should be starting in a few hours. you saw all of your friends getting ready on snapchat and it really made you feel bummed that you weren’t going. deciding that you don’t want to check social media for the rest of the night, you turn off your phone and try to shut your eyes to get in some sleep. 

you did end up dozing off, but you weren’t sure for how long. what woke you up was the loud ring of your doorbell repeating. scurrying out of bed, you quickly jog to the door, looking through the peephole first. you weren’t expecting anybody to show up, so you wanted to make sure you were safe. you saw kun waiting in front of the door, wearing what looked like pajamas. 

“kun, what are you doing here?” you ask, still trying to shake off the drowsiness that you had from your nap. 

“I've been calling you, and you didn’t answer so I thought you were hurt or something! you can’t worry me like that!” he quickly responds while embracing you in a short hug.

“how would I have been hurt?” 

“well how would I know? maybe you puked to death, or slipped on your vomit, or fainted from the lack of fluids or something.” 

laughing a little, you open the door so that kun can enter. he walks in while also bringing a plastic bag with him.

“what’s with the bag? and why aren’t you dressed for the party? what time is it?” you jumble out as kun takes a seat on your couch. 

“well, I brought you some chicken broth. that’s why I called you to make sure you liked the one I got. I know you haven’t eaten much so I got you something light. and i’m not dressed because i’m not going. and it currently is 7:46.” kun explains and answers each of your questions.

“I don’t want to go because I know that I wouldn’t have a good time knowing that you were stuck in bed. I am here to take care of you!” kun continues.

“what do you mean ‘take care’ of me?” you chuckle a bit before saying, “kun, I've been taking care of myself all day! trust me, I can manage. please go have fun!” 

“y/n, I 100% know that you haven’t been drinking much water and you definitely haven’t eaten either. and that you aren’t covering yourself in enough blankets.” kun rambles, almost like he was checking off a list on all of your mistakes today. 

letting out a sigh, you agree with him because technically he was right. 

“go lay down, i’ll bring you your soup.” kun tells you as he gently pushes you towards your room.

turning around quickly, you face him.

“i can assure you that i can get the soup myself! don’t stress about me! i’m fine.”

he turns your body and starts to gently push you to your room. he takes a glance at your bed and sees only one blanket.

“y/n, that’s definitely not enough blankets! you have to sweat out your sick feeling. where do you keep your blankets?” kun asks as he rummages around your closet. he found a few and unraveled them to toss on top of you.

“are you warm now?”

“mhmm. extremely.” you respond. “don’t you think you’re going a little overboard with this? kun, i’m telling you, i’m fine! i feel a lot better than i did earlier.”

“so you can go to the party then!” kun tells you.

frowning, you say, “my stomach still isn’t in top notch condition, so no. but you can go and enjoy yourself! i don’t want to be a burden.”

a little bit of backstory, you met kun on the first day of university when he accidentally hit you while riding his bike. at the time, you thought kun was extremely irritating, but he bought you coffee almost everyday to make up for it. with all those times, you learned more about him and basically became good friends.

kun rubs your back soothingly as you make sure that nothing more would come out. youfelt a little embarrassed, but stood up to brush four teeth.

“y/n, i love you. you aren’t a burden. i’ll go get your soup, okay?” kun responds before leaving your room and entering the kitchen.

as kun was pouring the soup into a bowl, he heard fast footsteps. after, he heard a retching sound. jogging towards the bathroom, he sees you bent over the toilet bowl, looking tired.

“now i really can’t leave you alone. go lay down, and i’ll make you some tea instead.” kun tells you while walking you to your room.

softly chuckling, you lay in your bed, suddenly feeling extremely cold.

kun comes back a few minutes later with a cup of tea in his hands. he places it on the side of your bed. he noticed your eyes closed and assumed you were sleeping so he turned to leave the room.

“kun?”

“yes, y/n?”

i’m really cold.”

“let me get you some more blankets.”

“no it’s alright. i- uh. can you lay down with me?”

kun didn’t respond for a little bit, and you thought that you maybe overstepped the boundaries.

“i’m sorry, is that weird? just forget i said anything.”

“no, no! i just, i don’t want to make you feel uncomfortable.”

he slowly lays down next to you, over your layers of blankets. kun didn’t get too close to you, either.

“i think i’m gonna take a nap. you can leave, if you want,” you slightly whisper while closing your eyes once again.

“you didn’t think i’d let you spend christmas alone, did you?” kun tells you while shutting his eyes as well.

you laugh a little bit before dozing off into a light sleep. what you didn’t notice, was kun falling asleep as well.

you woke up about an hour later, with kun’s hand lightly draped on your arm. your ears suddenly got red when you realized the situation. you decided to get up and try to eat. while trying to stand up without disturbing kun, he woke up when you grabbed his hand to gently remove it off of you.

“was i holding you? oh no that’s embarrassing, i’m sorry!” kun says while rubbing the sleepiness out of his eyes.

“don’t worry about it, it’s fine. i’m going to try and eat some soup.” you say. “and i also have a gift for you. “

“a gift? y/n, you really didn’t have to.” kun says while standing up with you.

after warming up your soup, you lead kun into your living room where you very small but charismatic tree stood. under it, were a few neatly wrapped gifts- mostly for your parents, but there was one small present in the corner.

“it’s not much, but i really wanted to get you something.” you say.

kun takes the present from you and carefully opens it. inside the small box was a deck of cards. kun lets out a small giggle when he sees what it is.

“i know that you’ve been into your magic tricks recently, and i saw you accidentally set your cards on fire last week when we were with johnny so, yeah! i hope you like it.” you ramble.

kun pulls you into a tight hug. “i love it, y/n. thank you! i’m sorry i didn’t get you anything.”

“don’t worry about it! i don’t need anything right now,” you say with a smile on your face.

“y/n, ive been meaning to tell you something, and i’ve been thinking about it a lot, and i was going to tell you at the party, but i think it’s as good a time as any,” kun tells you, still in his embrace.

pulling from his hug, you ask him, “what is it?”

“well, do you remember the day we met? i accidentally hit you with my bike,” he says.

softly chuckling, you say, “of course i do, i still have a small scar on my knee! but if that didn’t happen, we wouldn’t be friends.” you tell him.

“and i love being friends with you, and i love spending time with you. and i love your personality. and i’ve been thinking about that, and our relationship. and basically what i’m trying to say is that i really like you. i like like you.” kun rambles while smiling near the end.

“you like like me?”

“yes, i like like you. it sounds childish but i do mean it.”

you couldn’t stop smiling before saying, “well kun, i like like you too. a whole bunch.”

“really?”

“yes really!” you say.

you’re suddenly pulled into another hug, with kun rocking you side to side.

“lets go on a date, y/n! right now!” kun says excitedly.

“we can’t do that. it’s christmas so everything is closed, AND i’m definitely not able to leave this house right now. how about next week?”

“next week sounds great! that sounds perfect!” kun says.

“merry christmas, kun!”

“merry christmas, y/n.”

[honey-hyungs]

[7:43pm] kun ushers you to sit down at the table as he prepares dinner, fretting and whining at you to just do as he says.

[winwintea]

Blame it on my Disney Wish (Prologue)

PAIRING ▸ wayv x fem!reader 

GENRES ▸ romance, fluff, crack, angst, acquaintances to lovers, disney park au, college au

WARNINGS ▸ profanity, sexual jokes, alcohol consumption, chenle gets bullied a lot, kun also gets bullied a lot, everyone gets bullied a lot, 

SUMMARY ▸ kun takes the boys to disney world, funded by his sugar daddy chenle. however none of them were prepared for you to tag along, more or less even be affected by that cliche disney magic. but hey, maybe dreams really do come true? 

TAG LIST ▸ (send me an ask here if you’d like to be added! + those tagged will be in the tag list of all chapters of this series!)

RELEASE DATE ▸ no schedule haha... i work at my own pace guys!

WORD COUNT ▸ 1.1k words

AUTHOR’S NOTE ▸ welcome to my first ever fic? this is a “choose your own route” kind of series, so no need to read in order! i’ll be updating one chapter at a time, finishing off all chapter 1’s before i move onto the chapter 2’s. this originally started off as a crack fic idea that turned into a romance. thank u for taking the time to indulge in my silly fic. i’m very into disney parks so this was very fun to write. PLEASE ALSO READ THE PROLOGUE BEFORE READING THE CHAPTERS!

“Could we maybe go to Disney?”

Little did Qian Kun know, was that this innocent question would be the reason why Kun, and 6 other idiots were now at Walt Disney World with you.

That day, Dong Si Cheng, Kun’s roommate, asked a simple question. That had a simple answer: No. But what happened instead, wasn’t as simple. If it were any other one of his idiotic friends he would’ve turned them down straight away, but the request had to come from the mouth of Dong Si Cheng instead. There was no way Kun could resist the temptation of seeing those eyes look dejected after he rejected that wish of Si Cheng’s. 

“Sure, I’ll see what I can do.” Was what HE SHOULD NOT HAVE SAID. but he did.

As soon as Kun walked out of Si Cheng’s room, his smile quickly turned into a frown. How the hell was he going to accomplish this? They were pretty much broke college students, no freetime, and no clout. Actually the last part was a lie. They were pretty popular amongst most of the students of their school. Mingled with most people, went to parties, drank a lot, you get the gist. Yet, that wasn’t enough clout to magically grant them a Disney trip. That shit only happened in movies. Disney movies. 

“Couldn’t help but overhear that sad conversation.” Kun turned his head to see a familiar face, one that happened to belong to his ‘bestie’ Ten. He was using the term ‘bestie’ lightly. They’d known each other for years, but still bickered and teased each other over everything. Ten’s real name was ‘Chittaphon Leechaiyapornkul’, but of course no one could pronounce that so everyone just called him Ten instead. It made life simpler. 

“Oh yeah? Like you could do anything better.” 

Ten cocked his head to the side, “What? Can’t stop being a people pleaser for once and reject someone for a change?” “I’d love to see you try. Why don’t you go tell him ‘no’ instead, so we don’t have to shovel out our own money to pay for this damn trip?” Kun knew Ten loved a good challenge, and that Ten was as equally broke as he was, so maybe he could convince Ten to persuade Si Cheng.

Ten looked at him for a few seconds, rolled his eyes, and walked right into Si Cheng’s room. Kun glanced at his watch, wanting to see how long it would take. 

“You don’t need to tell me Ten. I heard everything outside, I… understand.” Kun could hear Si Cheng’s faint voice from the door, and his heart ached a little. The sadness in his tone was very obvious. “I was being selfish… I’m sorry.” 

“N-Nononoofcoursenot!” Ten blabbered out. Suddenly Ten opened the door again, spotted Kun and pulled Kun back into the room with him. “Tell him Kun! We were just planning the dates right, weren’t we Kun?” 

Fuck this bastard. Kun could imagine it in his head. Right here, right now. His hands wrapped tightly around Ten’s neck. And when he was done, he would know exactly where to put the bo- Err… Just kidding. There would be a witness anyways. A witness that was currently giving him a puzzled look. 

“Uhm… yeah yeah… yeah right we were just booking flights that’s all. And if it… sounded like we weren’t gonna go uh… we were just… joking, right?” Kun looked at Ten for support. If Ten was gonna throw Kun under the bus then he needed all the help he could get.

“Yeah yeah. We’ll go to your favorite park!” Ten winked at Si Cheng, still nervously looking at Kun. “I like all of them though…” 

That’s it. Kun grabbed on Ten’s arm, as equally hard as Ten had done to him earlier, dragging him out of Si Cheng’s room once again. This time, Kun and Ten positioned themselves strategically in the kitchen where Kun’s beloved roommate wouldn’t be able to hear their conversation. However as they made their way into the kitchen to see a shorter boy standing at the sink peeling an orange. “Chenle, how the fuck do you keep getting into our dorm room?” Kun stared at Chenle as he was nonchalantly peeling his orange. 

The younger boy grinned at the two. “Si Cheng gave me his spare key. He wanted to learn how to play basketball, so I’ve been teaching him.”

Chenle was a basketball prodigy and had gotten into their school on a scholarship because of it. He was only 2 grades below Kun, but somehow they shared most of their classes with each other. Chenle would always pester Kun whenever he could and did anything he could to make his life miserable. “Okay, so why are you here now? Si Cheng did not look like he was about to play basketball at all.” Chenle popped an orange slice in his mouth. “Silly! I’m here for you! Well, see I originally was going to bother you like I normally do, y’know” He ignored Kun’s glare and continued on, “But then… I was hungry so I got a snack.” He motioned to the orange in his hands and ate another slice, “Also whoever made that Pumpkin Pie, that was absolutely fire.” 

“Fuck you that was my last slice” Ten crossed his arms, and joined Kun in scowling at the younger boy.

“Yeah well. Sorry. I guess. Not really. I would do it again in a heartbeat. Regardless, while eating the pie I witnessed your little disney dilemma and I have a proposal to make.” Kun eyed Chenle suspiciously as he continued on, “I’ll pay for your little trip. Flights, Tickets, Fastpasses, Food, everything!” 

Kun completely forgot that Chenle’s family was loaded. He glanced at Ten then back at Chenle. “And what do you want in return? Is there a catch?”

Chenle looked at them with a more mischievous grin in comparison to the ones he had been giving them before. “No catch! You just have to take me and my best friend, y/n with you.”

MASTERLIST

[saturnznct]

d-6; baby’s first christmas | qkn

➸ note; not incredibly christmassy today but since li-wei was born on christmas eve i thought she’d be perfect for baby’s first christmas!!

➸ word count; 942 words

➸ li-wei; aged 1 day

dadmas masterlist | nct masterlist

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Snow falls at great speed outside of Kun’s childhood bedroom window. It feels strange, laying in his slightly unfamiliar bed, your brand new baby girl laying on your chest, still unnamed, having only been born less than twenty-four hours ago. It’s late, nearly midnight, on Christmas Eve. You’d been staying at Kun’s family home in China for around a month now, preparing for the birth, and now that your daughter was finally here, Kun’s mother had spent the day filling you up with hot drinks and food, and plenty of rest in between.

Now, Kun is quietly darting around the room, getting himself ready for bed. 

‘Want me to put her down for you?’ He offers, holding his arms out, ready to take her from you.

‘Please,’ you murmur, the idea of sleeping suddenly very appealing.

The baby girl whimpers a little as she’s taken from you, but her cries cease as Kun rocks her gently, placing her into the bedside crib. 

Kun flicks the lamp off, climbing into bed beside you, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you into his warm embrace.

‘You cold?’ He mumbles, knowing his mother would scold him if she knew you were in any type of discomfort.

‘No. Really warm,’ you respond, already half-asleep.

‘Good. Happy Christmas Eve, darling,’ he kisses your forehead.

You don’t respond, already in dreamland.

⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ ⋆✦⋆ ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯

The baby wakes you up quite a few times during the night. Kun helps out brilliantly, bringing the baby to you to feed, singing quiet Christmas songs to her when she cries, keeping both of you warm.

It’s around five in the morning when you both come to the realisation that you’re not going back to sleep, so you bring the baby downstairs into the living room, where the gold Christmas tree lights glow softly.

‘Hot chocolate,’ Kun smiles, holding out the warm mug.

’Thank you,’ you take it with both hands, shivering at the way it spreads warmth throughout your entire body.

‘Good morning,’ his mother appears in the doorway, ‘and good morning little one!’

‘Little one is in a milk coma,’ Kun responds, showing off the baby in his arms.

‘Little one needs a name,’ you grumble, ‘didn’t expect her to come so early. Should’ve given me more time to think.’

Kun laughs at you, ‘how about that be our Christmas present to her? Give her a name before the end of the day?’

‘Good idea,’ you smile, continuing to enjoy long sips from your hot chocolate.

Kun settles on the sofa next to you, baby still in his arms, but being mindful of your still aching body.

‘Merry Christmas,’ he takes your hand with his free one, squeezing it gently.

‘Merry Christmas, Kun.’

‘Merry Christmas you two,’ Kun’s father appears in the doorway, ‘ready for presents?’

Your gift giving is a quiet, but lovely event. You’re all not overly reactive in order to keep the baby calm, thankfully she is for the most part, even in the arms of her grandmother.

’This is for you, from me,’ Kun hands you a box-shaped present, ‘I saw it and I knew you’d love it.’

‘You better not have spent too much,’ you shoot him a disapproving look.

‘You’re my wife,’ he shakes his head, ‘let me spend money on you.’

You unwrap the paper to reveal a pretty jewellery box. You lift the lid, to reveal a beautiful necklace, a rose with a stem. It looks almost like it was made of glass, unworthy of you to even wear.

‘It made me think of you. Of us, remember on our first date I bought you roses because I didn’t know what kind of flowers you liked and I thought they were the most clearly romantic option.’

‘And I reacted so well you bought them for me every week for months until you found out they weren’t actually my favourites. Of course I remember,’ your eyes gloss over at the memory. He smiles sheepishly.

‘It’s beautiful,’ you trace the shape of the flower with your thumb, ‘I love it. Thank you.’

You try to lean over for a hug, but he immediately moves to meet you.

‘I love you,’ you murmur.

‘I love you too,’ he kisses your cheek, careful to be subtle with the PDA in front of his parents. 

Dinner is of course amazing, as it is made by Kun’s mother, your own meal carefully curated to include all of the ‘warming’ foods for post-birth.

The rest of the day is very relaxed, the four of you sitting in their living room for most of the day, you periodically nursing the baby and being fed and watered by Kun’s parents. 

‘Red date tea,’ his mother hands you the hot tea cup, which you happily accept with both hands.

‘Thank you,’ you take a long sip, shivering at the way the warmth settles in your stomach.

’The necklace Kun gave you had me thinking,’ she sits down beside you just as Kun enters the room, holding your daughter in his arms.

‘What is it?’ you ask, eyes never leaving the baby. 

‘How about Li-wei? For the baby’s name?’

‘Li-wei?’ Kun questions, looking down at the baby for a moment to try and visualise calling her by that name.

‘You can write it with the characters for beautiful and rose,’ his mother explains, ‘it would be so meaningful for you both.’

You and Kun share a look, almost trying to gage the other’s approval.

‘I really like it,’ he nods, ‘she looks like a Li-wei.’

‘I love it too,’ you smile, ‘Qian Li-wei.’

‘Merry Christmas, Li-wei,’ Kun rocks her, ‘I hope you like your present.’

[smolsicheng]

─ ੈ♡˳ [𝟐𝟑:𝟐𝟐]

Kun rests his head on your shoulder, his eyes fluttering sleepily as you turn the page of the book you're reading. His arms wrap around your own and a tired smile tugs at his lips as he turns his gaze towards your face; you had a look of concentration in your eyes and your nose scrunched every now and then in an attempt to stiffle a yawn.

"you're cute when you're half asleep" Kun would mutter just before yawning quietly, turning his head away from you slightly as he did so. You'd mumble something about the compliment to yourself, your ears turning a deepening shade of pink. Your right hand fumbles with the top corner of the page you're on while you raise your left hand to your eyes, rubbing away the feeling of sleep.

Noticing this, Kun sits up from his slump against your side, positioning himself differently and taking the book from your hand gestures for you to lean closer to him. After a second yawn, he reads the final page of the book, smoothing out the crease in the corner you had just created, his voice seeming to lull you gently into sleep.

"and how she would gather about her other little children, and make their eyes bright and eager with many a strange tale, perhaps even with the dream of Wonderland of long ago; and how she would feel with all their simple sorrows, and find a pleasure in all their simple joys, remembering her own child-life, and the happy summer days..."

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

requested by anon, Kun + #9

[locationeocity]

red bull.

synopsis. Kun drinks too much red bull and maybe you’re just the exact thing he needs to wake up. pairing. tutor kun x over worked reader ft best friend ten  genre. slice of life?, minimal fluff, smut word count.  ~6.0k warnings. reader has insomnia and takes medication for it, Kun can't stop drinking red bull, making out, oral sex (female receiving), nipple sucking, hair pulling, unprotected sex note. Temazepam is prescribed medication for insomnia.

“Excuse me...Do you know Qian Kun?” You asked the unrecognizable girl you found sitting at one of the resting chairs that were similar to the ones at a bus stop. The penetrating coldness of the air conditioning was stinging and unfamiliar since it was unusual for you to visit the building for the Industrial Engineering Department.

The girl stopped maneuvering in her laptop, with an apple logo in the center, and looked at you up and down through her glasses.  

“Kun doesn't date, save your time,” she replied dryly.

“What?” You asked, the confusion spilling from your voice. That was odd.

“He's going to reject you, like he has done plenty of times to plenty of girls,” she ended the sentence with a pitiful look.

“I’m looking for some tutoring and I heard he gives them…” You explained further. Did the guy get so many confessions that this stranger just automatically assumed you were another hopeful girl smitten by the black haired boy? You knew he was popular but not like this.  You also knew he was very smart. You felt your chances of getting him to tutor you for your Calculus course fading away.

Quickly, the unnamed girl changed her demeanor. “Oh…” She looked at her laptop. “He must be  studying at this time...”

The girl proceeded to tell you the direction of the room he was working on and after thanking her you followed her spoken instructions.

After experiencing a wave of chills through your cold body, you knocked on the white door that hid behind it the boy you were looking for. You opened it slightly, hoping that you weren't interrupting. You found yourself staring at two boys with heads that were turned to the door entrance, where your face was peaking through.

“Hi,” Kun spoke first with a kind voice and a small smile. He was standing with his hands resting on his waist. In front of him was a round grey table with books and papers on top of it; There was also a pair of red bulls bottles indicating that he was heading towards a long night full of reading and formulas repetitions.

And on the other side of the table, opposite Kun, there was the other boy. He had short, blonde hair and was currently sucking on a white lollipop. His clothes distracted you, he was wearing a black shirt with open sides, exposing his arms and parts of his chest and stomach. Wasn't he cold?

“Hi…” You repeated, looking back and forth between them. “Can I come in?”

“Sure, sure.” Kun said while the other boy just nodded, still sucking on the candy.

You closed the door with a gentle push. Standing there awkwardly, you went straight to the point. “I was wondering if you could tutor me,” this time you addressed only him.

He drew with his tongue the inside of his mouth, looking as if he was debating something internally. Then, he exchanged silent looks with the other boy. The interaction and defeating silence made you want to run away and hide. Your body language must have snitched on your thoughts because when taking a look back at you, Kun’s face softened.

“I would totally tutor you,” he explained while raising one of his hands, as if the gesture was supposed to stop you feeling small and embarrassed. It didn’t work.  “Only if I wasn’t so busy. You caught me in a bad time…What's your name?” He paused and you answered him. “Y/N.” He finished.

Fuck. You had fixated on having him as your tutor because of the good things your classmates said about him. You couldn't just go to anyone, it needed to be him because you needed to pass the course. No excuses and no risks. Your brain had already constructed a visual of a big ‘A’ in red ink on your next two tests thanks to his help. There had to be something, you or him, could do to make this arrangement happen.

“Please,” you pleaded. You couldn’t afford, financially and timely, to repeat the course. “I’m really desperate…” Begging like this made you feel pathetic and pitiful but you would rather be consumed by those fleeting feelings than to have to pay for the class a second time. Or go through it even.

“You can do it, Kun,” his friend spoke for the first time suddenly. Kun looked at him dumbfounded. “I’ll take over one of your students.” He wasn't sucking on the lollip anymore but holding it with one hand close to his face. He was pretty. Your breath halted at his words, you were so close to get what you wanted. So close to the key that would secure you a passing grade and also the peace of mind of having a good semester.

Still, Kun looked dumbfounded by his friend's behavior. Taking the silence as a sign he wasn't going to back out from the offer, Kun nodded.

“Fine, then. But you have to keep a promise, Y/N.” He said with a serious tone, still with his hands on his waist. “You have to work hard, for you and for Ten.” He noticed your confused face at the mention of the number. “That’s his name,” he added while quickly pointing at the boy. “He's doing it for you, after all.” 

You looked at Ten and smiled with gratitude. He returned you a playful smile, not looking bothered by your presence abruptly filling up his schedule.

You had no idea why Ten made his life busier thanks to your request to his friend. If you knew little about Kun, then you knew nothing about Ten. The most likely explanation that you could think of was that  maybe he saw himself in you and at one point had to ask for the same thing. Still, you were grateful and you wanted him to know. That night you made sure to express your gratitude through texting Kun so he could relay it to his friend. 

You and Kun had made an arrangement to meet up, at the same small room where you had found him, every Monday and Wednesday from 4 PM to 5 PM. This aligned perfectly with your schedule since your shifts at work  started at 6 PM most of the time. It was like a sign from the universe telling you that you had done well on pushing your request for tutoring instead of running away like you wanted to. You could almost taste the ‘A’s’. Hopefully, the boy would meet the expectations you created for him due to the praise of his past students. 

If he was as smart as people said, and now you could say he was also nice after living it yourself, then you could understand the quantity of women that were pursuing him romantically. He wasn't too bad looking either. There were only a handful of decent men when it came to engineering, so someone had to be the target of adoration amidst the disappointing crowd. You suddenly felt bad for the girl that warned you about Kun; She must have been on the list of all the rejected pursuers. Even so, you couldn't demonize the boy because you could understand how being busy could be an obstacle to dating, you were an example of this. Not that you were interested in anyone, but if you were, nothing would come out of it. Dating required time and that was one thing you didn't have. It also required emotional availability and you didn't have that either.

The only things you knew about Kun were shared tales you had heard through others' mouths when interacting with you, and you didn't do that too much. During classes, you mostly kept to yourself and then you were busy studying for them or working. You were betting there must be a large group of girls that must be jealous of your position, being alone twice a week with him. You kinda envied them; You wished you had the luxury of spending your free time gushing over some crush instead of tiring your body with late nights spent studying or working. It was a sweet fantasy and a tempting daydream but that was it. 

After putting your phone to sleep for the night, you swallowed your Temazepam hoping for your mind to drift into unconsciousness. 

“So… one ‘F’ and one ‘D’. What happened?” Kun asked you after you told him about the other two past Calculus II tests you had taken. And failed at. 

What were you going to say? First of all, math wasn’t your thing. It didn't come naturally or easy to you so you required a lot of practice. But you weren’t completely useless given that you had actually passed the first part of the course with ‘B’. The difference was that back then you actually had more time to dedicate to the class.

“I’m just so busy,” you said while hunching your shoulders. “I need a way to learn the material as fast as I can. I work most days of the week so I don't have a lot of time to spare for studying...” 

“I’m sorry,” and you could tell he truly was. “But I will help you. If you promise to do as I say and give it your all, you will pass.” He said those words as if he was preaching so it was easy to believe him. With a new found hopefulness, you smiled at him and eased your worries. 

He smiled back at you, and then opened the wide book between you two and started flipping through it. “Okay, so this upcoming test will cover chapter 5 and 6 which means ‘Sequences and Series’ and ‘Powder of Series’...” And he started to explain what this meant and told you in simple words the steps you were going to take for you to achieve your goal. 

His teaching was simple and straight to the point. He made sure to give a review of the material of the past exams so you could enter the next chapters with confidence.

“Let’s take a break, shall we?” He directed while crouching to look for something under the table and brought with him an opened bottle of red bull. He used the liquid to recharge his body and you used your medication. Did he have trouble sleeping too?, you wondered in silence while shifting your body awkwardly in your seat. Now that numbers and equations were not involved, you didn't know what to say but he didn't seem to mind. While he was scrolling through his phone, the growling coming from your stomach broke through the heavy silence that governed the room. 

You looked down at the source of the sound embarrassed and Kun looked at you while chuckling. 

“You hungry?” He asked, taking a break from drinking his energizer. 

“I guess so,” but you weren't counting on your stomach to snitch on you. 

“Y/N, how could you come without eating? You need the energy,” he playfully scolded you. Without waiting for your answer, he stood up and walked to  his backpack. He unwrapped what you guessed was a sandwich.

“Come on, eat it,” he nicely directed you. “I can’t let you pass out here.” And you accepted the offering, feeling overwhelmed because of his display of kindness. Now, you feel in debt. First, you pushed yourself into making him tutor you and now this. 

“Aren’t you going to need it for later thought?” You asked with the sandwich in your hands. 

“Nah, I've got more there,” he pointed at his backpack. 

You gave him a grateful smile, that was hiding shame behind it, and processed to eat it. 

The rest of the session went smoothly, you were impressed at how he made you understand the material so easily. The mathematics department should be embarrassed that a subgrad student could provide a better understanding of the material better than them. 

You gave him your thanks once again before quickly leaving for your job. You spent the majority of your shift thinking about a way to repay Kun after the semester is finished, you didn't have a doubt that with his lessons you were going to pass the class. And that was something major so your thanks to him needed to be just as big.

With the arrival of a new week, you walked to the Industrial Engineering building with your mind set on successfully absorbing everything that Kun was going to teach you. When you opened the building door, you noticed a pair of bodies in the distance. Being closer, you noticed it was Kun and another student you hadn't seen before.

You saw Kun giving the other boy something wrapped in a bag, and you recognized the packaging from the time he gave you that sandwich. Of course he just goes around feeding people. Kun was kind, too kind. It was amazing how he hadn't let the world ruin him, you admired his purity. Or maybe he was just like you, tired of the expectations of living but he was better at hiding it. On the other hand, you were sure the smell of a disappointed overworked young adult reeked out of your body, making people stay away from you.

When you got in front of the tutoring room, the stranger had already walked away.

“Ready?” Kun greeted you, holding his redbull. They were inseparable.

“Sure.”

“And you already ate?”

“Of course,” you lied. Just like last week you didn't have enough time. If your stomach growled once again, then you were going to blame it on your nervousness for the upcoming test.

“Good.” He smiled and opened the door for you.

This session was more challenging than expected but Kun reassured that it was normal and that you just needed to get familiar with the material. Once it clicked, it was going to be easy to do the exercises. When the numbers started giving you a headache and Kun started to get sleepier, you took the usual 15 minute break. Like clockwork, Kun opened another can of red bull.

“You drink an awful amount of that garbage,” you said while side eyeing him and threw a judging look at the empty can sitting on the table.

He let out a frustrated sigh that ended up moving upwards part of his dark bangs. “I know, but it helps me stay awake.”

“Why do you need to stay awake?”

“Because of everything.” He looked somber, like a whole different person for one second. There was probably more to Kun than the school's kind heartthrob. “I just have trouble sleeping.” You were far too acquainted with the same trouble.

“You should try 10 mg melatonin gummies.”

He placed the can on the table, producing a loud metal noise. “Aren't those a scam and a waste of money, though? I can’t trust it.”

“You should trust me if you would like to have a good night of sleep,” you had plenty of experience with all kinds of sleeping inducing methods and products before you ended up settling for medication.

He crossed his arms and furrowed his eyebrows. “You seem awfully sure… Do you take them?”

“I used to.”

“And they stopped working? Told you it was a scam.”

“They are not a scam. I just have an abnormally big case of insomnia so I needed something stronger.” You confessed, suddenly feeling vulnerable and exposed.

“Oh…I guess I’ll trust you then.” And you smiled at his answer. You felt proud that you could be of help even for something so trivial. It would be nothing to him but it meant something to you.

The second part of the tutoring went more smoothly than the first part, slowly you became familiar with the logical processes of the exercises and managed to do a couple without Kun’s help. After being finished, you quickly saved up your belongings to avoid the chance of arriving late to work. Exiting the room, you found another girl waiting outside. By the look you shot at Kun, who got out trailing behind, you knew he was preparing himself mentally to deliver another rejection. But you didn't stay to hear it, obviously. As you were leaving, before the door closed behind you, the phrase ‘I’m sorry’ traveled to your eardrums.

It was Thursday, the night reigned campus and you were on your way home and not to work, since it was your day off. You were far from the library in the Software Engineering building, where you stayed after classes ended.

While contemplating the silhouettes of the walking bodies in the distance, a particular figure distracted you. Or more so the thing that distracted you was the blue colored item that was in the hand of the person. Red bull and Kun, Kun and red bull. But there was something you have never seen before in his other hand, where smoke was coming from.

You would have never thought Kun would be the type of person to smoke.

Slowly, you made your way to him, not to his awareness because his back was towards you; Any presence of you was hidden to him.

You sounded out a small ‘Hey’ that he didn’t get to hear so you repeated more loudly another time.

“Hey!”

He turned around smoothly, as if he was used to people calling his name randomly on campus; He probably was. His expression transformed in various ways; At first he looked surprised, then he looked bored, and then he just looked embarrassed. He took a look at his cigarette. 

“Nasty, right?” His facial expression told you he was ashamed of the unhealthy habit but you didn't judge him though.

“I don't do it often, it's just a stress reliever,” he explained himself while admiring the moving smoke from the cigarette.

“You don't have to explain yourself. I get it, really.”

“Anyways, what are you doing here so late? Late night study session I guess,” he asked while taking another drag.

‘Yeah… I’m kinda really nervous, my semester depends on this,” and your sanity too.

“You’re smart, Y/N. You just need to practice,” And you knew he was right. It was just frustrating how you knew if you just had the experience of a non working college student you wouldn't  even need to be put in this position in the first place. It was that damn job that was holding you back and yet keeping you afloat at the same time, ironically. “And believe in yourself,” Kun added. 

He lowered the arm that was holding his cigarette and raised the other one. You snatched the red bull can out of his hands and immediately felt the weight and movement of the remaining, caffeinated liquid. With a long, continuous gulp you finished it until there was none left.

“Now what was that for? I was planning on drinking it,” he argued, with a prominent pout almost looking annoyed. Almost, because you could tell the oral expression of the feeling was foreign to him and that didn't surprise you. Kun was always kind.

You just wiped your lips dry and shrugged. You just didn't want him to drink it. Kun looked at you as he was making out one of his Calculus exercises but this time he didn't know his way around it.

“They worked you know,” he said no longer pouting, “the gummies you mentioned.”

“Oh,” you were surprised he ended up following your advice, “that's… great.” It was more than great, the visual of Kun having a restful night of sleep made you feel uncomfortably warm and glad. “But why are you still drinking it though?”

You waited for him to puff out his drag. “Too used to it.” You just nodded and after a long pause that awkwardly prompted your goodbye, you excused yourself  and continued your way home.

Through the amorphous smoke and half closed eyes, Kun gawked at your moving figure and mentally replayed the encounter. Lowering down his head, and his cigarette, he quietly chuckled at your endearing foolishness. Why did you suddenly drank the last remaining of his red bull?

The smile you had was a strange accessory that your face wasn't used to. The feeling of finally understanding the arbitrary numbers and successfully completing the long formulas was overwhelming enough that the feeling was spilling from your face, hence the smile. If you weren't in public you would have cried out of relief.

The cold outside air penetrated through your jacket but it still wasn't enough to erase your smile. The helping hand of your victory traveled to your mind, and you wondered where Kun must have been. With the thought behind and a new goal in mind, you walked to the Industrial Engineering building that was not too far from yours.

Your steps were fast and clumsy, like a toddler on their way to their favorite toy. Not that Kun was your toy nor you wanted him to be. But the euphoria from knowing you were one step farther from repeating the course was blooming unusual thoughts in your head. Your body was moving automatically, you opened the building door without even realizing it. 

It wasn’t until you noticed a recognizable figure sitting outside the usual tutoring room where you had assumed Kun would be studying, that you took attention of your racing heart. The boy stopped scrolling on his phone and raised his gaze at your figure. Caught up in your expectant state, you awkwardly stood there waiting for your body to react.

“You okay there?”

“Hi, Ten.”

“Uh-I was looking for Kun, is he there?”

“Nah, he left early. There's only me, just hanging around. But I was just about to leave.”

“Oh...” Suddenly, the high you felt while hurrying to the building, melted away.

“Sorry,” he gave you an apologetic smile while shrugging his shoulders.

You just smiled and shrugged, looking distant.

“What? You came here to confess to him your secret love?” he said. And if you just had been really paying attention to him, you would have noticed his body language and tone that obviously told you he was joking. But you halted at this question, and quickly blurted out your denial.

“Lol, I was just kidding. Calm down, Y/N,” your reaction took him by surprise but his childlike laugh made you think differently.  Now, you felt like a fool. But a fool that just aced her test, nevertheless.

“My test just finished,”  you started to explain. “I did pretty good.” You flashed him a contained smile, like your relief and joy was a secret that needed to be kept from the outside world. But he reacted as if your hidden feelings were contagious.

“Oh?! That's great, Y/N. Well done,” he had stood up excitedly and was looking at you with kind eyes. “He spent all day worrying about you, he was worried and everything. Didn’t he text you?”

“Yeah… He said good luck,” you visualized the digital words on the phone screen, feeling flustered by Ten’s description. Kun must do that with every other person he tutors. 

“A girl from the English Department asked him out and he didn't even blink like he usually worries.” Ten seemed to enjoy the gossip. You would have felt the same way, if it wasn't by the sensation of stomach dropping.

“...From the English department?” Another girl confessed to him? “How does she even know him?” That man must have had some kind of sick spell, or curse, put on him because it was abnormal the amount of women he attracted. And it was even more abnormal how he just… didn't do anything about it.

“Yeah, I thought it was a bit weird too, you know,” he answered with squinted eyes that transmitted suspicion.

“Why does he always decline? How high can his standards be?” You blurted out, letting your unwelcomed curiosity lead your mouth.

Ten straightened his posture, like he just heard the least thing he expected. Again, you felt like a fool. A naked fool that completely exposed herself to a guy she barely knew, no offense to Ten.

He looked at the floor, contemplating his answer, he almost looked sad. “Kun is just… picky.”

With the ligenry feeling of incompetence and stupidity, you just silently nodded at his answer.

“But anyways I’m glad everything is working out. And honestly tutoring is not too bad. Kun needs to watch out,” he laughed at his words, and seconds later became serious again. Warningly serious. “And I think you should talk to Kun.”

He left before you could answer but you weren't planning to. The previous high from your academic victory brought its respective low; You stood staring at nothing for a prolonged time while the buzz noise of the white lights filled the empty hallway.

Maybe it was the lack of medication, therefore the lack of sleep that was making you feel all kinds of sensations but when you saw Kun's proud dimpled smile, you felt like your fatigue and weariness faded a bit. Or maybe those were just symptoms of your medication-less state. It was an inconvenient time to ran out of your very much needed medication and your body had been expressing it’s complaints. 

You were trying to figure out if Kun’s reaction made you uncomfortable or not. You were more used to people draining you instead of energizing you in any kind of way; It was an unusual feeling.

“You have no idea how glad I am, I got out of the classroom and almost instantly screamed out of happiness,” you confessed through sighs, recalling the memory and keeping to yourself the euphoric moment of you running out to find him. Hopefully, Ten hadn’t mentioned anything to him yet, or ever for that matter. Embarrassing wasn't enough to describe what you felt about the moment.

“Really?” Kun asked with a smirk, and raised his hand to take a sip of his dear old red bull. “A little bird told me you came here to look for me.”

Well, fuck.

“I… just wanted to say thanks,” you said quickly, hoping for the topic of the conversation to change.

“You could’ve waited for today to do that, though.”

“Well… I guess I got excited.”

“Excited? Now that would be a strange look on you. Should've been here to witness it,” he said in the most nonchalant way but hurt and bitterness quickly traveled to heart and then made their way into your face. Ouch.

Were you really that gloomy and sullen?

You were aware you weren't that far from that description but you would have thought you had gotten better, specially with Kun and your weekly tutoring sessions. You were trying, little by little and as much as you could, to not be acting like you were living with a permanent dark, rainy cloud over your head. Kun words were proof that your attempts had failed and that weighed down your chest with anger, frustration and bitterness.

While you were lost in self deprecating thought, Kun was taking another sip of his drink, unaware of your state. He finished his sip, and his dimpled smile faded.

“Y/N,” he whispered cautiously. You just resorted to sending him a death glare, which he read easily. His facial expression turned sour and the atmosphere changed.

“I’m sorry, I really didn't mean it like that,” he started to apologize while placing his red bull can on top of the round table beside you two.

“Then, how did you mean it?” You asked harshly, trying to fight back tears. It only made you feel more pathetic. Maybe he thought that about you too.

“I was just teasing, I’m sorry that I crossed a line,” he was eyeing you carefully. Like you were made of glass and his words had just made a crack in your surface. No one had looked at you like that before.

You gulped while looking at the floor, trying not to get too emotional.

“Do you think I’m… too sad?” You asked, not moving your gaze from the lower surface beneath your feet.

“I think you are a normal amount of sad. Other people are too happy, I think. It’s all fake. You are real,” he answered while placing his hands in the pockets of his jeans. He muttered something else that you couldn't make up so you finally looked up.

“What?”

“Uhhh…”

“What else did you say?”

“I…I like that. I said that I like that about you,” he was fidgeting with his feet. Looking annoyed by his honesty and out of habit, he grabbed his red bull and once again took a sip.

You’ve had enough of that damn drink.

You walked up to him while he was in the middle of drinking. Then you grabbed his face with both of your hands and hugged his mouth with your own, which caused the liquid inside his mouth to pour out and touch the skin around your chin and neck. In other circumstances, the situation would have made you feel disgusted and dirty, but Kun’s tongue felt too good inside your mouth and your body confirmed it for you; It was starting to produce wetness in your middle.

Kun moved his hands to your ass and a moan escaped your lips; Your pussy was now even wetter. The fast and intense reaction of your body didn’t surprised you considering the prolonged amount of time you had spent without having sex. You didn't have a high sex drive so it wasn't like you had spend the last months in complete misery. But this interaction woke up something in you and now that it was alive and strong, you needed to feed the sudden hunger.

You detached your lips from his, wanting to clean up the liquid with your sweater paws. You did this in an awkward silence, the sound from Kun’s heavy breathing communicating his alarmed state. You started to assume his thirst was starting to surpass his tiredness, just as it was happening to you. But you needed confirmation. You raised your gaze to connect with his and found a pair of dark, dilated eyes.

“Do you wanna…keep going?” He spoke first.

You bit your lips in thought. This was definitely unexpected but now that it was happening, meaning Kun fucking you, you didn't want to run away from it.

You nodded to answer his question. You were just silently hoping that your body could keep up and was kind enough to supply you the much needed energy for what was gonna happen next.

Kun walked up to you and grabbed both sides of your face. “You gotta tell me,” he argued, desperate for your consent.

“Yes.”

“Yes what?”

“Fuck me,” you whined in a small, high pitched voice that you hadn't used in a while.

With a groan, Kun grabbed a handful of your hair with both of his hands and proceeded to kiss your neck desperately. Your vocal response was a similar type of whine and your physical response was to back up, the bottom of your body meeting with the round table. As a reaction, Kun picked you up and placed you at the the table; Now your face was perfectly aligned with this neck. You didn't waste any time and with closed eyes and a dominant thirst, you followed his moves and kissed and bit his flesh. Your hands stood placed around his ribs for a short period that was interrupted by the act of him taking out his black sweater and you followed his moves removing your own along with your bra.

Kun’s chest was hairy and his abs were defined. You continued to trail kisses down his neck until you reached his nipples and started to suck them. He moaned out loud, which made you moan too. The vibration of your sound made the blood flush faster to his cock. 

You continued until Kun grabbed your face and pulled it to kiss you again, his tongue taking all the space it could inside your mouth. You dedicated to trace your hands all over his long, toned back. Your touch made him shiver out of excitement which made you gain confidence about your rusty foreplay skills. You caressed him and tried to dry hump the lower part of his body as much as you could. The constant scratching of his hard cock with your legs made you weak in the knees and dizzy in the head. His hands went to the zipper of your jeans so you lifted your body so he could take them off. 

With a grunt, he started to move lower and placed sloppy wet kisses in your stomach, leaving a small trail of saliva until he reached the area just above your panties. He raised his head to look at you for consent and you just nodded desperately, like your brain was failing you.

“Say it,” he demanded with a rough, deep voice.

You were desperate, needy and a little bit bratty. “Just.. just fucking eat me out, please.”

He looked at you in disbelief and you held his gaze until he laughed and you closed your eyes in frustration.

With a swift movement after a soft kiss in your clothed middle, he removed your panties. His lips and tongue traveled to your inner thighs that were twitching at the sensation.

“Kun, please just do it already,” you pleaded, trying to express the most desperation that you could.

He didn't stop but didn't go further like you wanted. “Are you that desperate?” He asked between kisses and licks.

“Please… please…please,” you almost cried.

“Fuck,” he grunted at your needy display and finally touched your clit. Your hips instantly lifted and he grabbed them to keep you in place. It all felt too fucking good, your eyes were incapable of opening and your mouth of closing. He went down on you for a time that felt both too long and too short. Your daze was interrupted by him grabbing your face once again to kiss you.

“I don’t have a condom,” he said while heaving breathing and placing his forehead against yours.

“It’s okay, I’m on birth control,” you replied still with that high, whiny voice.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, p-please,” you were pulling him by the arms, wanting him inside already. 

“Okay,” he was smiling and it was contagious. You waited until he got rid of his jeans and underwear. 

As he was aligning his cock with your entrance, you rested your arms on his shoulders with a grin.

He inserted himself while looking at you in the eyes but both of you closed them at the penetrating, stinging sensation. You threw your head back as you were slowly adjusting to his length. Meanwhile, Kun went to your neck again but this time his kisses, or more like bites, were rougher. You grabbed and pulled his hair and then placed your hands around his hips wanting him to move faster.

“Move, please,” you were barely able to whisper.

Per your request, Kun started to pick up his pace and establish a rhythm to his thrusts. The feeling of his cock stretching out your walls was powerful and heavenly; Your back was arched and your eyes shut tight. 

You started to obliviously scratch his back while he kept his pace but then sooner started to give you harder thrusts. In response you blurted out a bunch of horny and incoherent nonsense that he replied to but your senses were so off that you couldn't make up what he said. It was all too much and yet you wanted more, so you started to respond to his thrusts with the movement of your own hips. 

You cried out his name and his moans were higher in pitch and the movement of his hips was unwavering. At some point, Kun started to massage your clit which made you cling to his hair and hide your face on his neck. Your whole body was overcome with sensations and it was about to give up. Kun was the first to cum and you quickly followed with a shakiness that took over your entire body. It was like you were floating on a cloud except you had a big, fit body hanging over you. He had placed both of his arms between your head that was resting on top of the table, looking exhausted but calm. Minutes passed until you finally spoked.

“Still tired?” Your voice was hoarse.

“Think…” he looked down briefly, “I don’t need any more red bull.”

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[2:31 am] boyfriend!kun lays with your back against his chest, his soft lips kissing the crown of your head. kun’s seen you in many different states of both repair and disrepair over the six years you two have been together. tonight, he’s seen you at your worst. as he pulls you closer to him, he closes his eyes, trembling slightly at the thought of losing you. one hand comes up to tangle in your hair, the other gripping your hand tighter. it hurts him to see you so broken, to see you so numb. kun lets out a shaky sigh as you shift, turning around to face him. you don’t make a sound as your hands come up to caress his face, eyebrows knit together again.

“don’t worry about me, love,” kun tells you as you open your mouth to speak, “your happiness is more important right now.”

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1:56 pm

Dejun Xiaojun / 495 words / fluff

109. “My mother adores you.”

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It was your boyfriend's birthday and you wanted it to be a special day for him since he has been super busy recently, meaning he hadn't seen you or his family in quite some time. You also wanted to have his family involved, but felt a little awkward to make contact with them since you had only met his mother a hand full of times. Regardless, this was his special day and you wanted everyone who he adored to be there for the surprise.

Thankfully, Xiaojun's mom was more than willing to have everyone over for lunch and made quick work of the list of what had to be done and who needed to buy what. Of course, you came earlier than Xiaojun to set up and help prepare since it was a secret. Xiaojun's mom invited him over for lunch, saying it was just for the two of them. So when he arrived a few hours later, he was shocked to see so many of his family and friends there, but he felt his heart swell with happiness when he saw his mom with her arms wrapped around you. A wide smile adoring both or your faces as you laughed together at his flustered expressions.

Everything went as planned. The food was perfect, everyone was mingling with each other and eating and most importantly, Xiaojun was over the moon with all the love and support. You stepped aside to clean up before Xiaojun's mom tried to take over, not wanting her to do any more than she had to. Xiaojun eyed you from the table for a few seconds, before excusing himself to find you.

"You know, my mother adores you," Xiaojun cooed as he came up behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist, placing kisses to your shoulder while you were washing the dishes.

You giggled at his actions and words before drying your hands and turning and pressing a kiss to his lips, "Well, I adore her too. She's so sweet and has been so helpful today. I owe it all to her."

"She told me it was all you," He grinned, pulling you towards the balcony to get away from everyone for a few minutes, "That you were the one who called and asked if you could organize lunch here. She was ecstatic about it."

You rolled your eyes jokingly before meeting Xiaojun half way for a hug and kiss, "I really do hope you enjoyed today after a long week."

"It was just what I needed," Xiaojun mumbled against your lips, "But I do expect my dessert to be ready at home once we are done here."

A gasp left your lips when Xiaojun bit down on your lip before pulling away and smacking your ass to make his way over to his mother acting as if he didn't just tease you and leave you hanging. Thankfully for you, you already had prepared a sweet dessert for tonight.

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Oh, btw I made this for wayv c: hope to have news soon about the comeback :c I really miss the boys