#renjun made that sign probably

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this is so ptp!jaemin coded i can’t believe it’s canon

[onyourhyuck]

Dirty Laundry. | H.RJ

— Prologue: “Did you put your dirty laundry into my laundry pile by any chance?”

— Summary: Where your germaphobic clean freak roommate Renjun finds your panties in his laundry pile one day.

— Genre: Smut smut smut. Sex on top of the washing machine(?) dormitory roommates. Sex in like almost public setting. Exhibitism. Dom!renjun. Rough sex (kinda). Back scratching. Cum-play. Bigdick!Renjun agenda. Angry sex. Renjun’s a neat freak. Clit overstimulation. Unprotected sex but pulls out to cum on Y/n’s face.

— Notes: Feeding the injeolmis today.

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The dormitory you have been staying in for the past year and a half was a sharing compound building between other university students. Therefore everything was being shared other than your own bedroom. The kitchen was a large open space with a tv too so it was almost like an open space between two rooms. The bathroom was a shared area, it’s rather small and private. If anyone wants the toilet they have to fight for it to get in first if you want to use it so it’s a bit of a hazard war out there.

Moreover one more thing you and your roommates share and have to do was your own laundry in the downstairs room. It was out of your dormitory almost. In a way this room was very secular and just hollow. It has a bunch of washing machines and a long table in the middle to separate your clothes from the basket. Bunch of hanging pegs and a long string hung across a wall to the other where you can hang your clothes to dry too.

The dorm wasn’t so bad. At least you thought it wasn’t until you started to see the revealing signs of your roommates and their flaws that you start to notice about them after living for so long together. It’s natural to get nitpicky and annoyed with them. You try to mostly be civil.

But you know someone who doesn’t try to be civil at all even if it was a small or big deal. That someone is one of your many roommates.

Huang Renjun. He was a transfer student from China who got accepted into your university. You didn’t speak to him much for the next three years until he put up a sign that he needs roommates so they can split the bill together. He said he doesn’t care how many there are. As long as they split the bill and make it more affordable for him and the others. You were the first one to reach out.

That is how you and Renjun met. You like to think you’re not so different but that’s a little bit of a lie considering he is quite the opposite from you. You’re laid back and you prefer to not confront anyone even if it was a huge problem that should be spoke about. Renjun on the other hand is slightly less bothered about how the other person feels. He can come off as a bit nagging. He’s also a massive clean freak which makes everyone in the house a bit tense.

He doesn’t like how his roommates aren’t as clean as he thought they were going to be originally. Especially you.

Oh how wrong he was about you. You’re probably the messiest girl he’s ever encountered and Renjun was slightly shocked at first. When the beginning started you tried to hide how disoriented and disorganised you are and can be. So he didn’t quite catch on until later on few months have passed now and he came back to your room completely trashed. It genuinely looks like you haven’t cleaned it in like a century; it sounds exaggerated and dramatic but it is not. That’s how Renjun envisioned a room to be so dirty it wasn’t cleaned out in a century. When he saw your room you thought he would faint or something.

But that was months ago. Renjun managed to convince you to let him clean your room out and it took a few desperate ‘please’ tries to get you to say yes to him.

He cannot stand dirtiness. He cannot stand anyone’s life being that way so he would rather clean it out for them just so he could sleep peacefully tonight.

The boy even made out certainly laundry schedules for the roommates. He said only two people each day can wash their clothes on a certain day because then the clothes would get messy together and it would be a hectic week of organising clothes on which one is theirs. They agreed because it sounds like a smart plan actually. Renjun’s always a great thinker when it comes to chores and house work.

Today was yours and Renjun’s day to wash your clothes. You’re not surprised because when you came down you saw Renjun already putting the dark clothes on one side and the light clothes on the other side now. You wish you could say he did surprise you at all but it didn’t.

“Good you’re here.” Renjun said now as he noticed you coming inside the downstairs washing area. You let out a soft hum. “I didn’t forget this time.” You smirk sheepishly and tease him now a little. Last week you missed your washing day and Renjun had to lecture you now.

He said your clothes would smell out the entire house and honestly it lead to a slight mishapping argument with him. Although you quickly made up and said you’re going to do it on his day with him to make Renjun feel better.

Renjun rolls his eyes as he noticed you’re talking about last week incident and so he just didn’t say anything and continues to do his laundry by separating them. You start to run your hands through your clothes doing the same thing; putting the dark to one side and the lighter clothes to the other side. There was a momentarily silence as you both did this and you’re clearly focused on doing this before you can start doing another thing.

As you’re too busy with your own clothes, Renjun lifts his large white tee shirt putting it to the other side with the light clothes similar to the colour white too. He then scrunched his eyebrows when he saw a silky and lace fabric between his clothes. Renjun couldn’t tell what this was at first. He doesn’t own anything laced. His first expression went through all the grief stages. Renjun lifts it up with the prickle of his fingertips in the air. It was white lace panties and they are definitely yours because you’re the only girl in the dorm house.

Renjun’s eyebrows fell flat as he looks with slight discomfort. He wasn’t even sure if they’re clean or not clean. It didn’t even matter if they were clean because Renjun never touched another one’s underwear before and he didn’t once felt so embarrassed and confused until he is now.

How did they even get there?

He felt slightly perverted too. It’s not like he wanted to look at them. They happened to be in his pile of laundry and now he has to get your attention and give you your panties back.

He’s going to make you think the wrong idea too. He hates this. Renjun swears he’s going to have a word with you.

He walks over to you now with the panties in his hands. You turn around back so you could face Renjun. You wondered what he wanted from you and that is when he saw your round eyes resemble a ball of fire now when you were met with your panties.

Renjun clears his throat as he saw your cheeks heat up and he hates to admit it. You being embarrassed over this was making him even more uncomfortable and his heart was racing because of you.

You point at them. “What are you doing with my panties?” You exclaim now shocked.

“Did you put your dirty laundry into my laundry pile by any chance?” Renjun snaps slightly as he pushed the panties back into your hand. He feels very much embarrassed as much as you are right now.

You look at the panties he dives into your hand, your head turns back to Renjun. “I don’t remember mixing our laundry together, ever.” You now said back crossing your arms against your chest suspiciously at Renjun.

You’re now assuming he stole them. But Renjun would never ever do such a thing essentially because it involved touching another person’s clothes they wear. He’s too much of a neat freak to be able to do that. So now you’re just thinking he’s either playing it cooly off now or you probably were clumsy enough to drop your panties in his laundry pile last week.

Renjun scowls at your interrogation right now. What is this? Police detective that you’re playing at? It’s obviously clear you’re the problem here right now.

He slants his empty laundry basket now away on the side and put on the black clothes pile into the first washing machine while he puts the lighter clothes in the second washing machine to start washing them. “So you’re now saying it’s me who would steal your panties? Please Y/n who do you think I am.” Renjun said clearly offended you’d think of him such a way. You roll your eyes. “I seen you checking up my shorts before, don’t act so innocent.”

Your sudden words calling him out on his behaviour that he was so sure you weren’t in knowledge about made him stunned in front of you. He turns to you with his eyes slightly avoiding eye contact now and he cleared his voice.

It’s clear he tries to be as calm and composed. Renjun puts on an unbothered look on his face. “You must’ve imagined that, Y/n. Not everyone wants to fuck you just because you’re good looking.”

He mocks you slightly so he can make this a little more believable but you didn’t seem to fall for it especially after how he’s avoiding your gaze. You scoff now putting in your laundry in the other free two washing machines. The dark and light separate. You close the washing machine door and put in the time to start it.

“I didn’t say you wanted to fuck me though?” You smirk out now catching him say that.

“Renjun you’re a very bad liar.” You said with slight sarcasm now. You can’t believe he’s trying to just slide past this now.

Renjun frowns coming up behind your back now his hands on the sides of your body and when you turn around you’re very close to him. Still there’s slight distance between the both of you. But now his hands are on the sides of your washing machine. You look up at him raising your eyebrows in surprise. You weren’t expecting him to come forward like this but he did to make a proven point.

He wants to prove to you that he really didn’t stare at your ass that time and checked it out. When he did actually but he was never going to admit that to you or anyone else. It was a mistake as well. Renjun couldn’t help himself. It’s like his eyes were forced to look at you in that moment.

He swore he would never do something like that again however, it’s kind of ironic now, Renjun was gazing you down on your face. “If I’m such a bad liar then look me in the eyes and listen to me.” He said to you and you look at his eyes. They were beautiful. They remind you of a crescent moon.

You’re staring at his eyes now and he repeats firmly as if he was now saying it to convince himself too. “I did not check your ass out that time.”

Your face leans closer and your breath and voice became lower and deeper now which makes Renjun’s skin cover with goosebumps. He hates that you’re very much an attractive young woman. It’s so much more unfair because Renjun can’t seem to handle the closeness between you and now that you only leaned more close towards him — it makes Renjun unsteady and his voice felt like a hitching spike in his throat that couldn’t even be moved.

Your eyes tell him to not lie to you. It’s like you’re telling him to just admit it and move on knowing you were not buying it. No matter how much he tried to convince you it’s not going to work on you and what you saw. You’re pretty much convinced already by your own belief.

“Did you take my panties?” You now ask him trying to see if he actually did or not.

Renjun groans as you now asked him again. He told you that it couldn’t be him and that it’s probably your silly fault because you’re the most non-organised roommate he has. And that says a lot knowing he has Mark Lee living with him too. “I didn’t take your damn panties Y/n.”

You scoff. “Well what did they do in your pile then?” Renjun told you with his eyes, like a warning threat that if you keep on trying to leer him into your interrogations he would do something to shut you up.

Renjun has enough when you were about to speak again and say something that could really set him off the edge and so he grabs your face. The hands on the side of your face pushed you forward where your lips crash against his own mouth now. He kissed you a bit harshly, to make a proven point to shut you up. It did work very much because this has shocked you as much as you hate to admit it too; your roommate was a great kisser. You let out a soft groan against the kiss when Renjun switched your positions pushing your body up against the washing machine now that you are using. He didn’t break the kiss at all and so your lips were now in a fiery state of making out on top of a washing machine. He pushed and deepens the kiss when he told his head to go in a tilting motion. It made you sighing in a deep grasp.

You looked irresistible so he couldn’t help himself at all. Renjun dislikes it when he cannot control himself around you. You made everything so difficult. Maybe because you are a very difficult person to be around with, to live with all this time, but without you Renjun’s life would be very dull that’s for sure. You felt your body go into a frenzy lockdown now. Your hands were on the sides of the machine until you attach them on Renjun’s neck pulling him slightly closer so he was pressed between your legs now. Your tongue pushed out of Renjun’s mouth causing a long string of saliva connecting your two red mouths. It was a hot sight to see Renjun so riled up and breathing heavily too.

You lean your head on the side when Renjun’s eyes couldn’t leave your shirt that you’re wearing. He felt annoyed that you’re fully clothed for once. He wished you were slightly more revealing right now. So his hands made it obvious now that he stripped your shirt off and you could feel the cold air coming from the room hitting your warm body.

Renjun groans against your neck as his rough grazing mouth explodes around your soft skin. It felt like an explosion when he’s kissing you so harshly like he was almost punishing you for pushing him off the edge by not believing him.

You squirm in the position he has you in. The way his weight was pressing down on your body it very much leaves you anticipating what’s to happen next. Renjun saw you whining and squirming now because of his mouth attacking your neck like it was nothing. He didn’t say anything to you but let’s a cruel smirk shown.

Your evidence was proven right. Renjun was here to simply pushing you a little now. You couldn’t do anything about it and you didn’t want to. You enjoyed seeing Renjun look so pissed off. All this built up anger in Renjun it was a rare sight but somehow you managed to get it out of him. You love it. You get to see his eyebrows arch down at you there was not a single happiness in those eyebrows he’s doing with them. You didn’t care if he’s going to tear you apart as much as he can. You didn’t care as long as you get to see that burning rage behind his eyes that you caused him to have.

It’s like you’re asking for it.

The fingers brush along your zipper to your jeans and he slips it down along with your jeans off your ankles it leaves you with your panties now. Renjun’s hand cups your sex now and this ring finger brushed to your clit clothed behind your soft fabric panties. You let out a pleasant smile and a groan now that he touched you somewhere you could react to in a good moment.

He scowls when you’re looking like you enjoy this situation. You’re not meant to be enjoying this but he cannot help but get annoyed even more that you’re practically begging for him to give you what you want now. “You’re not meant to be enjoying this, Y/n,” You heard him say to you.

He pulls his hands away from your area between the legs and now you’re left stranded. You let out a whine. “Do you have to be upset at me?” You groan. “Did you or did you not steal my panties…” You now ask with a little smirk behind your frustration on the face.

Renjun raised an eyebrow at you. “You’re asking me again?” He lets out a scoff now that your asking him again with your suspicions and so the hands at his belt unbuckled it taking off the trousers down the waist. He lets his jeans fall to the ground now and he looks at you with a dark warning gaze that said you shouldn’t ask him such a question again. “I told you three times already that I didn’t. So why bother repeating it?” He now said clearly unbothered by replying to you once more.

You feel your panties taken off and you couldn’t help but position your hands behind as he now slams himself in very subtle. Your mouth drops shaped in a little wide open posture as you creep in your moans. You swallow the harsh air and you feel his length taking a good place in your womb making it it’s home. You hate to think about your roommate this way but you always wondered how big he was and now your answer was given.

“God I can’t believe I’m about to fuck you without a condom…” Renjun closed his eyes reassuring himself that you must be clean. At least he hopes so. You furrow your eyebrows now at him, reassuring him slowly.

“I’m clean Renjun. God. You and your neat obsession—“ Your voice was cut off.

“Just shut up and take it.” He vows now telling you to be quiet. He doesn’t want to hear another word of complaint from you.

He was freaking huge and thick. You couldn’t really imagine him being inside you now but he was very slowly earning a spot and living inside your walls. Each stroke was meant with the anger inside him and that made you fall deeper in the pleasure. The depths of his rage and annoyance you put him through not just today.

No. It wasn’t just today’s anger you’re giving him. It’ was all the anger you made him feel all these months living with you for so long. The pettiness you give. The messiness you make wherever you go. Renjun just feels his head remembering all the things he holds against you that you weren’t even aware that he held against.

The time you left your dirty dinner plate lying somewhere. You didn’t even bother to clean it? It pissed off Renjun. That was a month ago. He didn’t mention anything because he cleaned it for you. Obviously you wouldn’t clean it because if he told you to do it you’d reply with ‘Okay!’ And then forget again. He sometimes wonders if he’s your servant or if you’re just trying to get out of doing your chores.

He groans now that he slams himself even deeper. The thrusts became cruel and aggressive. You hung your desperate expression against your palm. Your one arm was positioned behind on the washing machine so when you move your hips against the cruel countering and dangerous thrusts you can’t help but bury your moan in your palm hoping it doesn’t explode out like a combustion. Your droopy eyes were like a comet to Renjun.

They fell down on earth for him when he was deeply thrusting and pushing in and out of your direction to your pussy. His dick made you feel a lot more than just pleasure. They made you associate yourself with how much you trouble Renjun and you can’t help but feel like your pressure was going haywire.

He angrily leans forward now capturing your mouth with his. He kissed you hungrily while he keeps thrusting in and out of you way more quicker now than before and it caused you to break the kiss with your panting voice.

“F-fuck… Renjun…” You weren’t supposed to be enjoying this but your insides were squeezing so tight you feel your stomach sucking in. He was kneading inside you like you’re a folding bread that he was making from the compounds.

You’re like a toy that was broken up into pieces by Renjun and then fixed up brand new. It felt like this with his enlarge hands on your hips pushing you forward now even more as you’re on top of the washing machine spread like a statue just for him, just for Renjun.

It was a public setting too which was completely out of your idea until now. Renjun didn’t seem to care too much. He was too focused on your beautiful face looking so fucked out when he’s ramming inside you non-stop in your insides and with each squeeze you’re milking him to his climax.

He wasn’t being the kindest to you. As much as this was very intimate with him and he held your body close so he could devour your insides like the next Hanging Babylon. When Renjun wanted to torture you some more he rushed his free hand over your clit and rubbed it in a flicking motion with all his fingers as he keeps thrusting into you at the same time; Renjun’s multitasking to have you coming undone. It’s like punishment for you.

You moan helplessly out now. Your moans were coming off as a desperate wail.

Punishment for being a nightmare to live with. But as much as you’re a nightmare and a complete health hazard to share a home with. He was thankful for you in some ways. You’re not thoughtful for other’s space. You’re clingy when you’re bored. You break things. You’re clumsy. You are the messiest person on earth. Yet he wouldn’t swap you for someone else even if it meant the world was ending.

Maybe he grew attached to you. Maybe he was feeling something for you nowadays.

Your hands were scratching underneath his shirt that he has on, running down the smooth soft and olive-like back he has. Renjun let’s out sweet groans close to your ears as you did this action. He seem to be in heaven when your fingers crossed his skin. It felt like magic you’re doing to him.

“I’m so close.” You bite your bottom lip as your head pressed against his chest when Renjun came closer now and starts to look you in the eyes as you’re standing on the very tip of the cliff now.

He stood with you there because he, himself, was very close now to his own climax and Renjun frowns when each thrust brought him closer. “I’m going to pull out.” He warns and when he did suddenly pull out Renjun made sure to get you your orgasm. He can be nice you see?

He brushed his fingers inside your pulsing walls and he managed to finger you to your nearest orgasm. He loves seeing you squirm against his hands now because it shows how good he’s making you feel. Renjun feels almost proud when he saw your orgasm and he feels it reaching his fingers.

It was a bit messy for his liking but maybe he likes seeing you become a mess when it’s him doing it to you. Only a little.

You slowly regain your concentration and you slide off the washing machine as you go on your knees now. You suddenly wrap your hands around his hard twitching cock that’s begging to have its own climax now and you’re here to delivery that.

Renjun’s eyes darken as he saw you on your knees looking so pretty with your trembling legs because you just had a massive orgasm; however it’s not fair that you’re the one orgasming and he couldn’t. You should return the favour. Your hands stroke his cock up and down and it didn’t take long to have Renjun groaning.

You feel his member twitch in your hand and then the liquid came out all over your mouth and face. You let it drip down a little and you didn’t mind it. You prefer it messy anyways. You feel the warmth emitting on your skin and you take a lick and wipe yourself once he was done with a silent groan as you pushed him to his orgasm.

To you he looks like the most dreamy guy. He shut his eyes for a little before regaining his sight back and he pulls away to take a deep breath.

You move your sinewy back to the nearest wall and slowly start to pull your panties up and your jeans. You seen Renjun doing the same as he pulls his trousers up to his waist now and you can’t help but have a smirk.

“I remembered now.” You exclaim with your mischievous eyes. He looks at you raising an eyebrow wondering what did you remember?

“What is it?” Renjun said with a confused expression.

You smirk. “I dropped my panties in your laundry pile when I was walking back to my room after laundry.” You announced with a little laugh.

You guess you really are a messy roommate. And Renjun was right.

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[tddyhyck]

who in 7dream do you think would be into dacryphilia..

oh my friend i am so glad you asked

mark would be embarrassed that his dick twitches when he sees you crying while he’s fucking you ,, probably the first few times it happens he’s like fuck i’m so weird for that,, but then he accepts it and makes it a point to bring you to tears

your tears would push renjun to go harder on you,, like he sees you crying it’s a good thing and it makes him want to give you more even if you are saying it’s too much,, that’s his sign that he’s fucked you dumb and it just brings him closer to filling you up

HEAVY on jeno, i think he would get hard anytime he saw you cry like tears of joy, pain, sadness, pleasure and he has to hold himself back because he just finds the vulnerability of the moment so arousing, i can see this leading to other kinks for him (read edging, spanking, overstimulation) so he can make you cry 🥺

my cry baby hyuck doesn’t know how much he likes it until he makes himself cry while he’s fucking his fist in the mirror,, he’d see the tears welling in his eyes and immediately cum,, so when he fucks you next he’s thinking of ways to make you tear up, so he’s pinching and slapping and saying mean things and it’s not making you cry and he’s frustrated,,, hips pounding and he doesn’t realize he’s made you cum until you start crying from sensitivity,, and when he notices he turns into a mess groaning and whining continuing to fuck you and fill you up with his cum all because a tear slipped down you cheek

idk about jaemin ,, i think he would just baby you and it would make him go into this dominant space, he’d see your eyes well up and he thinks you look so cute and innocent and fucked silly, so he just pets your hair and coos at you “aww poor baby can’t take it?” “is my fat cock too much for you” and his taunts just make you cry harder

also big HEAVY on chenle he’s pro tear drops on your guitar, like my guy would laugh at you if/when you started crying,, like he’s fucking your face and he’s smirking and just fucks his hips harder when he sees you start to cry,, and he likes to sit you on his face so he can look up and see your salty little tears drip onto your chest and he’s smirking against your cunt,,. he’s so evil i love him

jisung would think he hurt you,,, and he’s stopping and asking if you’re okay but you just say “it’s so overwhelming i love it” and he’s thinking “holy shit i did that” so anytime it happens he just gets really prideful and feels like he’s the best fuck of your life,, when he sees tears start to fall he just wants to bend you in half and give it to you even harder,,,

[ghostofhyuck]

NCT Dream when they matched with their crush on a dating app.

Mark Lee

Mark feels like they won the grand prize the moment you two matched on a dating app. He'll stare it for a whole minute, looks into your profile and then just processes that it's you! You two matched! He'll probably tries to act cool, give himself a pep talk so that he can calm down. It's not until it's you who sent the first message got him panicking again lol. 

Huang Renjun

Thinks that it's a sign for him to make a move to you! He'll probably delete the dating app because matching with you means that you are interested on him. You two are acquainted with each other so you two are no strangers at all. Will be more straightforward and thinks that it's better to make a move in real life rather than in a dating app. 

Lee Jeno

Oh Jeno would be surprised that you two matched! He'll stare at the notification for moment and when he realized that it's you, he took it as a sign to make a move. He'll immediately start a conversation with you and would probably try to drop hints that he wants to meet you in real life, (that is if you are willing.) probably the type to keep the conversation going too!

Lee Donghyuck

Coincidentally, he was looking for matches in the dating app when the notif popped out that you matched with him. He was chilling on his bed and he immediately sat up when he saw the notif! He'll be appalled that this is happening to him. His crush likes him! He'll immediately struck a conversation with you, and it's not the usual "hi!" it's something funny that made you laugh. 

Na Jaemin

Jaemin's ego went HIGH the moment he saw that you two matched on the dating app. Probably already thinking of dates that you two can do even before he could strike a conversation. But his ego got more boosted when it was YOU who struck a conversation. I can imagine him throwing his phone and just kicking his feet like a teenage girl on his bed. He'll be all smile before he calms himself and replies to you. 

Zhong Chenle

Chenle was with his friends when the notif popped off that you and him matched! It caused a commotion between his friends, probably cheering him that he can do it! Pushing him to chat you immediately and telling him that it's a sign! He'll try to act like it's nothing but deep inside he's running laps! He's excited that you two match but he wouldn't let his friends know that lol. 

Park Jisung

Jisung would be EYES WIDE the moment he saw that you two matched. He'll close his phone for minute and then opens it and sees that he wasn't dreaming at all! It got him panicking! Tries to calm down but he's losing his shit. He doesn't know what to do and what should be a conversation starter. Probably asked Dreamies help on how to struck a convo. 

[acescavern]

GAME OVER - LEE JENO X READER

GAME OVER

Navi - m.list

Pairing: Lee Jeno x Fem! Reader

Theme: Hint at college au! This is the same paring from my fic ‘Quiet’, fluff, smut, hint of angst? Crack maybe?

Synopsis: When your boyfriend invites you over to his place only to ignore you to play games with his friends all evening, you decide to go out and celebrate a mutual friend’s birthday instead. Jeno never minds when you go out to clubs and bars… only when a specific Loverboy doesn’t tend to leave your side all evening. 

Warnings: Lots of swearing, Probably over use of many variations of ‘fuck’, Big dick! Jeno, Pierced! Jeno, Possessive!Jeno, A hint of angst?, Jealousy, Jaehyun clearly likes you allot regardless of your boyfriend, He’s kind of a subtle dick?, the reader and Jeno are sort of in an argument, Unprotected sex, Exhibitionism ( They fuck in the restrooms and Jaehyun is outside), fluff at the end, Jeno is a smug little shit, marking,  idk what else. 

Word count: 2,698

Note: Hey my lovelies, another Jeno fic! I’m going to attempt to have all the NCT fics I write to be in the same universe. So, when Set Me Free is released it will fall in with this fic too even though it’s Intern!Mark. I know I said that last Jeno smut would be the one and only smut i do but honestly when inspiration strikes - you just gotta. I made the dividers and the header on Canva. Feel free to send asks about my fic characters. The spice is very brief in this one, i apologise - I didn’t want the smut to be too detailed. It's still my longest of the three i've published so far. I feel like my 'writing rust' is curing slowly? I apologise for any grammatical errors

Reblogs and feedback are appreciated! 

“Are you sure the exit is covered, Mark?” Jeno heard through the device in his ear. 

“For the last time, Yes,” Mark grumbled in exasperation, as he scanned the surroundings. 

Jeno could only chuckle, observing from his characters spot on a nearby rooftop. His thumb slowly moved the left analog stick to change the camera angle and look around once more. “Chenle, on your left - there’s Hyuc-” He abruptly called out, voice raising with the excitement.

“What? Fucking whe- Shit!” Jeno had to pull one of his earphones out at the enraged screech that followed, Chenle shouting for Renjun to come and revive him. 

One game soon turned into two, then three, and now four. And it was as if Jeno had forgotten all about you for the moment. You, who was sprawled out on your back, boredly counting each line of profanity you heard your boyfriend boom down his mic. This wasn’t what you had in mind when Jeno asked you to come over after class. You’d hoped that he would opt out of squad night and spend some alone time with you - seeing as you hadn’t really had much time to yourselves since way before the camping trip last month, and whilst you loved his friends like family there was only so much of their company you could take.

You lazily picked your phone up from the floor, responding to a few messages until you hovered over the most recent one. “Coming out tonight? It’s Xiaojun’s birthday.” Your thumbs hesitated in typing out a reply, chin tilting to glance over at your boyfriend, who showed zero signs of stopping his game. As you stood, your knees and ankles groaned in protest from being sprawled out on the fuzzy rug for hours. 

“Jen..” You called out, shoulders slumping when the other didn’t respond. “Jen!” You repeated louder, unable to keep the hint of annoyance from your voice. Jeno jumped, he would never admit it but he almost forgot you were there. He removed an earphone, muting his mic to turn toward you. 

“Yes, Baby?” He hummed, raising a pierced brow. He hadn’t caught on to the clear boredom in your expression, nor the dejected tone to your voice as you spoke again. 

“I’m gonna head out, Ten invited me out for Xiaojun’s birthday.” You explained, Jeno’s eyes creasing at the corners as he smiled at the mention of the two. 

“Make sure Ten don’t go home with Johnny again.” Was all he said, already beginning to turn back to his computer. 

You couldn’t believe that was all he said, he didn’t even offer to go with you nor drop you off. You stood there for a moment, left eye almost twitching in anger at the whole situation. You weren’t a clingy girlfriend, you never demanded to be with Jeno all the time. It was quite the opposite actually, but there were times when he acted like this and it got to you. All you wanted was some one on one time.. 

Deciding to forego the impending argument for tonight, you shuffled closer to him to press a kiss to his forehead so you didn’t disturb his game. “You’re coming back here, right?” he mumbled, not even waiting your answer properly before a harsh “You fuck head, Hyuck!” escaped him. 

With a mumbled ‘sure’, you gathered your bag and left him to it.

Jeno hadn’t even realised how he was acting. He still continued gaming with the guys for at least two or three more hours. He stretched his arms above his head on a groan, clicking his spine as he twisted in his chair. “Mark, pick another game. This one’s getting too easy to beat you at.” He snickered smugly. 

“You seen Hendery’s story, Jen?” The voice sounded almost devious. As if Jaemin was in on a secret nobody else was. 

Instead of answering, his hand swiped up his phone from beside his keyboard and swiftly unlocked it with his thumb. Jeno found Hendery’s profile and tapped on the story. His eyebrows shot up to his hairline. It was you, Xiaojun and Jaehyun. The later, Jeno wasn’t particularly a big fan of… okay that was a massive understatement. Quite frankly, Jeno hated the way the man looked at you. He knew Jaehyun had asked you out a few times, before you and Jeno had gone public, and whilst he knew you turned him down everytime… he also was very much aware of how persistent the older man could be. Not that Jeno didn’t trust you, he trusted you with his life but Jaehyun however? No.

Jeno’s gaze drifted over your frame in the picture, his breath drawing in sharply. “Fuck me…” he cursed. The dress you were wearing had him frozen in place. 

A short little black number, ending way too high up your thighs for his liking. Jeno could clearly see from your side pose that it was backless, the halter strings of the dress tied in a perfect bow at the back of your neck. The front? Jeno couldnt even think about the front right now, not when he could clearly see Jaehyun’s eyes were definitely not directed toward the camera lens. 

“Bro… you must have done something terrible in your past life.” His friend Donghyuck laughed into his ear. “The dude’s looking at her as if he won a fucking jackpot!” 

“Say’s the bitchless one.” Jisung quipped, adding on a rushed defense. “Not that ___’s a bitch, Jeno.” 

Jeno could only groan in despair. “What am I meant to do? I don’t even know what club she’s a-” 

“Envy. It’s written on the cup, Dumbass.” Jeno glared at his friends icon on the call, then glancing back to the image and sure enough, the black cup in your hand had the club logo printed on the side. “Jeno, you’re designated driver.. And who else.. Mark?”

Mark let out an unsure sound of agreement. “Uh.. yeah, sure. I’m not staying though, got work early in the morning and this internship is kicking my ass. I’ll drop you at the door and pick you up but that’s it.” 

Jeno was silently seething, continuing to tap through Hendery’s story as his friends made arrangements. In each one of them, the same guy was always with you. Even when you weren’t in the photograph, Jeno caught sight of you both in the background and with new determination, he shucked off his hoodie to get ready. 

You were having a good time. Much better than being ignored by your boyfriend, that’s for sure. Part of you still wished you'd put your foot down and demanded Jeno pay attention to you. He was the one who asked you to go over after all. But, you much preferred dancing with your friends over causing arguments with Jeno.

You were dancing with Ten and Jaehyun when you first spotted the familiar head of black and pink streaked hair. The grinning man approaching the three of you the moment he caught sight. 

“Chenle? What are you doing here?” You shouted over the music, eyebrows drawn in confusion. 

Honestly, you could probably count on one hand the amount of times you’d seen Chenle make an appearance at a night club. The younger shrugged with faux innocence, his grin broadening as his gaze caught sight of someone over your shoulder. 

“Ask him.” He simply stated, with the nudge forward of his head being a signal for you to probably turn around. 

From the way the colour drained from Jaehyun’s face, however, you weren’t sure you wanted to. You could physically feel the anger radiating from the person behind you - You were 100% certain who it was. It was solidified when a hard chest pressed against your back, hot breath against your ear. 

“Yeah, ____. Ask me.” You’d never experience this Jeno yet. This Jeno was mad, His voice sharp and heavy, the emotion making it slightly husky. 

Chenle only grinned wider, shooting you a thumbs up as he coaxed your friends to the bar. You didn’t face your boyfriend yet. Unsure of what you might see, if his voice was anything to go by you’d probably fold in thirty seconds flat. Jeno has a special talent in making you fold. Instead, you crossed your arms over your chest, straightening your shoulders. How dare he come and crash your fun? After he ignored you for so many hours. 

“Finally remembered you have a girlfriend then?” Was your snarky reply. 

You were so glad you weren’t looking at him, from the way a tense silence followed your words. Honestly, you stupidly thought you’d made him speechless. A smirk tugging at the corners of your glossy lips. The triumph didn’t last for long, the victory slowly fading from your face at the almost sinister chuckle. 

“Could say the same about you.” Jeno’s clipped tone bit right back, his strong hands settling on your waist. “Someone should tell Jung fucking Yoon-Oh to get his own girlfriend and stop making googly eyes at mine.” Your boyfriend’s gravelly voice rumbled into your ear. 

That made you step forward, Jeno’s hands falling away from your waist before he could tighten his hold to stop you. Your mouth opened to speak but your words got stuck in your throat. There he stood, Pink hair swept back in probably the only style he knows how to do himself, black skinny jeans and a dress shirt with only the bottom few buttons done up to leave it open to the bottom of his sternum. He looked mouth watering. You could feel your resolve crumbling bit by bit. 

“He-He didn’t touch me.” You choked out. “He’s just a friend, Jen.” 

Your voice didn’t sound like you, it was breathy and low but somehow he heard you. Jeno’s facial features were set in a hard line, stormy with jealousy, the constant flashing lights around you reflecting off his eyebrow piercing. His jaw flexed. 

“To you, yes. But to him? Baby, when you showed up here looking like fucking aphrodite in that dress… he probably thought it was his birthday.” He said tautly. 

You didn’t have anything to say to that. You couldn’t dispel Jeno’s worries either. Whilst you had definitely noticed how the man in question hadn’t left you alone all night, you’d done nothing to try and put any distance toward you. Your anger at your boyfriend had clouded your judgement -  your mind telling you that Jaehyun was just acting as a comforting friend and listening ear. Though with the amount of times he’s still asked you out and the amount of ‘jokes’ he makes hinting at you being ‘too good’ for Jeno, you can’t say you blame your boyfriend for his blatant dislike. In his defense, Jeno had voiced his insecurities surrounding the man many times to you and you knew it was something he was very much bothered about. 

At the thought, your anger dissipated like a deflating balloon. If you’d just spoken to Jeno in the first place then you probably wouldn’t be in this situation. The apology died on your lips when both sides of your face was firmly cupped and Jeno leant in. His nose brushing yours as his almost possessive gaze met your startled one. 

“Mine. ____ you’re mine.” He spoke through gritted teeth, his statement firm. You didn’t disagree anyway. 

“Only yours.” Your instant reply had his shoulder relaxing only slightly. 

The tension was thick and neither of you had leant away. It was as if a rubber band had snapped when your lips met, hungry and claiming. Hands all over each other desperate to find purchase.

That was how you found yourself in your current state. Pressed against the locked door to the club restroom with your dress bunched around your waist. Your high heels dug into the backs of Jeno’s thighs as each hard drive forward thudded your back louder against the wood. Jeno couldn't help but admire your smudged lip gloss, the rest of which he was sure to be smeared along his neck, the base of his cock, and his own lips. Eyeliner and mascara streaked further down your cheeks with each pleasured sob. 

Jeno’s firm grip on your thighs hoisted you against the door, he made no effort at all to silence your cries and moans. He didn’t want to this time. You were his and right now he really hoped Jaehyun was waiting outside for the restrooms to be unoccupied. With a deep moan of his own, his teeth reattached to your neck. It was as if he thought the bruises he marred your skin with would have faded in the last thirty seconds, his teeth pulling at the skin over them. 

“Say it again, Baby. Please.” He uttered breathlessly, delivering a particularly firm thrust.

Your words were incoherent, you may aswell have been babbling total nonsense. This man had filled you to the brim, pounding the same spot over and over enough for you to see stars.  An elongated whine left you, fingernails gripping at Jeno’s back underneath his shirt. Your thighs shook in his hands. 

“Yours. Jen-no! Always… Always yours.” You cried out, almost letting out a scream when he tilted your hips for the right angle. 

“Oh god… oh g-god!” Your sobs were like music to his ears, your pleas and praises fuelling his speed. 

Jeno lifted his head, sweat beading his brow as he kissed away your tears. His chest was flushed red from exertion. You tried to hold on longer, you really did but your orgasm crashed down on you almost abruptly, dragging a filthy, loud, wanton moan of his name from your throat. 

“Shit…” Jeno swore as you clamped down around him almost in a death grip, prompting his own release. 

You felt like your whole body was twitching in the aftershocks. You almost flinched at the sensitivity of Jeno’s piercing dragging against your sensitive parts as he slowly pulled out. The both of you were panting heavily like you’d run a London marathon. You made no effort to move and clean up yet, opting to draw Jeno’s torso into your body in a tight embrace. 

“I’m sorry for playing on your insecurities.” You admitted sheepishly into his ear. “I was just so annoyed.” 

A soft hum in reply was heard, the sound still lightly vibrating his chest. “Why were you annoyed?” 

“You invited me over to just ignore me for hours. I just wanted some quality time with you.” Your confession had Jeno’s mind clicking everything into place. 

“Oh… I didn’t think of it like that. ____ I just always want you around. I hate it when you go back to your apartment.” He lifted his head from where it was nuzzled comfortably against your marked chest. 

Your tongue darted out to nervously wet your lips, your right shoulder lazily lifting in thought. “Okay…” You started off, slowly. “Then… What if I didn’t?” You offered tentatively.

Jeno didn’t say anything as he processed your words, his lips pulling into the first smile he had directed at you all evening. “Then… I’d clear out half of the closet space for you… maybe get you a key cut.” 

“I’d like that.” His smile was contagious as hell, the corners of your mouth pulling up into an expression to match his own. 

Jeno quickly cleaned you both up after that with a mutual agreement that you should both go home and shower. His large hand wrapped tightly in your own. You both looked a disheveled mess, your panda eyes and his wrinkled shirt and messy hair. However, you’d made yourselves presentable enough to make it to the car. His free hand twisted the lock on the door, pulling it open to the stunned faces of your friends. None of them said anything but judging from the smirks and snickers, you’d surely get drilled in the group chat later. 

One face stuck out to Jeno amongst them all. The one closest to the door. The number one cause for his possessive streak this evening and whilst you were off saying goodbye to your friends, Jeno leaned in slightly for only Jaehyun to hear him. 

“Game Over, Loverboy.”

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CHAPTER TWELVE: BECAUSE IT WAS ALL MY FAULT

POV: Written. 3rd Person.

— Word Count: 1.5K

Warnings: Mentions of suicide attempt and drugs. Mentions of kidnapping and murder.

Author’s Note: This chapter is very dialogue and thought heavy so I hope it’s not too confusing. Also, I’m sorry if there’s any grammar or spelling mistakes.

The last thing Jeongin wanted was for anyone to find out about his suicide attempt. 

He had begged his friends— plus Jaemin and Renjun— to not tell anyone. They all understood they couldn’t. If rumors broke out and the university overheard any, Jeongin could be in serious trouble. Drug abuse wasn’t tolerated at JYP—or South Korea in general— even if it was an “accidental” overdose on prescription drugs. He’d probably be suspended or maybe even expelled, and thrown into rehab. That would cost him the scholarship he worked his ass off to get. And he wasn’t going to let that happen. 

But even more so, he never wanted Chan, Changbin, Hyunjin, Felix and Seungmin to find out. 

Ever. 

He knew they would freak out. He knew they’d bombard him with a million questions. Because deep down he knew Jimin and Hanbin were right. He knew that his hyungs still cared about him, even if they did shut him out.

So Beomgyu fighting with Hyunjin in the middle of the courtyard, totally blew up everything. But, Jeongin couldn’t find it in himself to be mad at or blame Beomgyu. He knew how over protective his best friend could get. And to be completely honest, Jeongin was shocked he hadn’t lost his temper sooner. Especially since he and Hyunjin shared a few classes.

Jeongin let out a heavy sigh when he heard his phone buzz from the bathroom counter. He already knew it was one of them. All five of them had been texting him since last night. He didn’t have the strength to look at the messages. It was hard enough saying goodbye to Hyunjin. He knew that if he looked, he’d end up giving in. 

And he didn’t want to go through another heartbreak again.

“I’m going to have to block them,” Jeongin grumbled, grabbing his phone and silencing it. I’ll do it later, he thought as he stepped out of the bathroom. He head down the hallway and turned into the living room. 

The feeling of something— someone— watching suddenly washed over him. 

That’s right. I have to try to talk to whatever’s here. 

He was supposed to do it last night but, he was thrown off by his chat with Hyunjin. He had gone right to bed after that, crawling under the covers and simply lying there awake for hours. He honestly doesn’t know how long he stared blankly at his ceiling for until he managed to drift to sleep. 

Jeongin took a deep breath, walking deeper into his living room.

“If someone's here,” he said, “can you give me a sign? Maybe a knock?” 

A few moments passed and there was nothing. 

Of course there was nothing, Jeongin reprimanded himself. He shook his head as he ungracefully plopped onto his couch. Because ghost don—

His thoughts immediately halted when he heard it. It was the faintest of knocks coming from the wall in front of him. 

Jeongin blinked a few times.

Huh?

“Can you do it again?” he asked.

Not even a moment later, another knock landed against the wall, this one slightly louder. 

Holy shit! Jeongin thought excitedly. This is working!

Wait. His face morphed into a shocked expression. This is fucking working?! 

“Minho-hyung?” Jeongin asked, his voice barely above a whisper. 

Knock.

He felt his breath hitch at that.

Ask questions like Eris said, Jeongin. You need to figure out if it’s actually him. 

“I want to ask a some questions,” he began after a moment. “So maybe one knock for no and two knocks for yes. Is that okay?” 

Knock knock. 

He blew out that breath and collected himself. 

“Is this really Minho-hyung?” he asked.

Knock knock. 

“Born October 25, 1998?” 

Knock knock. 

“Loves Japanese pudding?” 

Knock knock. 

Jeongin squinted. “Has two cats,” he said, “Doongie and Dori.” 

A singular loud knock made Jeongin jump slightly. Then slowly, a grin started to make its way onto his face. 

Yep. It’s definitely Minho-hyung. Only he would totally get pissed off at that. Even Felix-hyung got threatened with the air fryer once, when he got the number of cats wrong.

“Sorry hyung,” Jeongin said, “I was just making sure it was you.” He let out a little chuckle. “Three cats. Soonie, Doongie, and Dori.” 

Knock knock. 

Okay now that we’ve established it’s really him. 

“Hyung,” Jeongin said, his voice taking on a serious edge now, “are you the one I hear pacing every night?” 

Knock knock. 

“And the humming? That was you too?”

Knock knock. 

“So you’ve been here for about two weeks?” 

Knock knock.

Why now? Jeongin wanted to asked. After a year of being gone, why now?

“I talked to a medium,” he said. “I told her that sometimes when I hear you pace, I hear chains. She said that you might have a spiritual debt. Do… do you have a spiritual debt?” 

Knock knock.

So she was right. 

“Did you commit some time of grave sin while you were living? Something we never knew?” 

Knock. 

“Is it a debt from a past life that have to pay off now or something?” 

Knock. 

Jeongin’s eyebrows furrowed together. 

Then… 

“Is it, like, a contract with something?” he asked.

Knock knock. 

“Is it a human?” 

Knock. 

“Demon?” 

Nothing.

“Minho-hyung, are you still there?” Jeongin asked after another moment of silence. 

Immediately there were two quick knocks on the wall. Jeongin shifted in his seat on the couch. 

Then, does he not know?

“Do you not know what it was?” he asked, tentatively. 

Knock knock. 

“Why?” Jeongin blurted. He shook his head. “I’m sorry, only yes or no questions.” He took a deep breath. “Is Jisung-hyung around?”

Knock.

Then maybe he found peace?

“So did he move on?” 

Knock. 

Jeongin’s eyes widened. 

Okay okay. Maybe he’s a spirit on earth like Minho-hyung?

“Do you know where he is?” he asked.

Knock knock. 

“Is he safe?” 

Please let him be safe. 

A heavy silence filled the room, causing Jeongin to start feeling antsy. 

Did he leave? 

“Min-“ 

Knock. 

Jeongin felt his heart drop. His back straightened, rigidly stiff, and he could feel the way his heart rate picked up. A million questions ran through his head. 

Why was he not with Minho-hyung? Why was he not safe? What did they do exactly? Why did they go missing in those woods that night? 

“Did he make the same contract as you?” Jeongin asked after shaking off the thoughts. He needed to stay focused. 

Knock knock.

“So he’s with the… thing you made the contract with?” 

Knock knock. 

“Do you think there’s a way to help you two? Out of the contract?” 

Another bout of silence passed. 

“You don’t know, do you?” Jeongin asked grimly. 

Knock knock.

What should I do? Jeongin thought, head dropping. Talk to Eris? Would she be willing to come here personally? She’s anonymous so probably not. Maybe a Shaman? Though a lot of Shamans are complete rip offs. Especially now a days. 

Jeongin let out a low groan, rubbing his temples in slow circles. Suddenly there was the sound of chains moving. It was only a brief moment but it was enough to get Jeongin’s attention. 

“Sorry hyung,” he said. “This is probably taking a lot of your energy, isn’t it?” 

Two knocks, much softer than the ones before, echoed off the wall. 

“Can I ask a just a few more questions?” 

Knock knock. 

“Were you two kidnapped that night?”

Knock knock. 

Jeongin winced. He took a deep breath, willing himself to ask the next question. 

“Were you murdered?” 

Only a moment after the words left his mouth, the two dreaded knocks came.

Jeongin’s heart completely shattered right then and there. A choke sob left his mouth, tears immediately springing from his eyes. 

“I’m sorry, Hyung,” he whimpered, pulling his knees to his chest. “I’m so sorry. I’m so fucking sorry.” 

The silence that filled the room was suffocating. Jeongin could barely breathe. It felt like his world had completely came crashing down. 

You knew they were dead, Jeongin. You already knew they were gone.

Because it was all my fault.

It’s my fault. It’s my fault they’re gone. I should have done something more. I should have gone after them.

Jeongin squeezed his eyes shut and took a few deep breaths, willing himself to calm down.

I have to help them. 

No matter what the consequences are, I have to help them.

Jeongin collected himself, wiping away the tears on his cheeks with a sniffle. He sat back normally on the couch, running his hands down his legs. 

“Minho-hyung,” Jeongin said finally, his voice watery and strained, “just one more question, okay?”

Knock knock. 

“It wasn’t a human that kidnapped and murdered you two, was it?”

There was a moment of silence before the sound of two knocks— now directly on the wall behind him— confirmed the suspicion that has been eating at the man for over a year. 

“Thank you, Hyung,” Jeongin said, softly. “You can rest now.” 

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SUHTURDAY

you arrived at the coffee shop fifteen minutes after it opening, thankfully there was not a lot of people yet. clients start coming in around 9-10AM before going to work and since you were in a business district, a lot of people came around that time. you could see renjun's panicked face turn into relief as he saw you walk into the coffee shop, "oh thank god you're here!", renjun whispered-shouted at you.

"why are we whispering?", you whispered back at him.

"i don't want them to hear us.", he replied, pointing discreetly towards the office.

you nodded with an okay sign then making your way behind the counter and into the employee only area. you put your apron on and clip your hair back before coming out again. you greeted the customers at the counter and started making the orders renjun took in. the two of you worked hard for an hour and a half before the coffee shop got quiet again.

"oh gosh, really, thank you for coming.", renjun said, full of gratefulness, "i don't think taeyong planned on firing her today but i guess when he saw her almost drop the custom pre ordered cakes for this afternoon, he snapped and called her into the office."

you nodded, understanding the situation, "i can't even imagine his stress level if she dropped them. it's like our first big custom order and i know they both hesitated on accepting it because we're a coffee shop, not a bakery but taeyong's been obsessed with baking lately."

"oh my god, you noticed too? i thought i was becoming crazy. i can't even count the amount of times he asked me to try some cakes he just made. they were all so good though, i think i gained 10kg.", renjun exaggerated his words for comedic purposes, which worked as you laughed.

"i helped him with some of those.", you said proudly, "it's great having someone as interested as me in baking."

"well, if you need anyone to try out your recipes...i volunteer as tribute."

"noted.", you smiled at him before the door of the coffee shop opened, the sound of the bell above it making the two of you turn your attention to the door, ready to greet the customer. instead of a stranger or a regular of the coffee shop, you were faced with the smiley face of one of your friends, "jimin? what are you doing here?", you asked, excited to see her.

"i can ask you the same question.", jimin replied, going around the counter to greet you with a hug.

"renjun called me to help him this morning.", you replied, wrapping your arms around her like a child who finally found her mom after she got out of their sight.

"this morning? was there more people than usual?"

"not really but...", renjun started lowering his voice, "jiwoo is getting fired."

"oooh, i see.", jimin nodded, "i came by because i forgot something in the changing room. i'll just go get it and be on my way."

jimin walked towards the staff only door, leaving the two of you alone again, "why is it taking so long?", renjun said, nodding towards the office.

"she must be crying while taeyong is trying to comfort her.", you said, gazing at the door.

you were right. it took taeyong an hour to nicely wrap the firing into something that wouldn't make jiwoo feel so bad but it failed completely as she started crying. taeyong didn't know how to deal with it so he just let her be until she calmed down, whispering comforting words from time to time.

"it's gonna be alright. there's plenty of other jobs out there.", taeyong said.

jiwoo nodded with a snif. she got up from her chair and gave a little bow to taeyong, "thank you for giving me a chance."

"it's all good, hope to see you again.", taeyong smiled, opening the door for her.

the sound of a door opening made renjun and you stopped in your conversation. jiwoo glanced at you two behind the counter, in your suhturday uniform, probably having a great conversation before being interrupted. she should've been the one standing in your place, catching jaemin's attention, getting along with his friends, or at least, she thought it should've been her, but you were there. you've been getting in her way lately and she didn't like that new behavior of yours at all. sure, you were always impatient and hated when she repeated the same mistakes over and over again, but never had you gotten so worked up about her crush over jaemin. she didn't like that you've become so close with him, like you've been stealing him away from her. seeing you standing there all happy, living the life she should've lived was just so infuriating. she still had the last conversation the two of you had through text and all the tweets of your trip in mind, which made her even angrier, combined to the fact that taeyong told her that they had been many complaints about her work, jiwoo was convinced that they were from you. maybe in an attempt to chase her away from the coffee shop and from jaemin.

whatever the reason, she saw red.

"you! i can't believe you're doing this to me. and you call yourself my friend?", jiwoo almost screamed, walking towards you, "i was fired. are you happy now? because it was your goal all along, right? making all those fake complaints about me? you're pathetic." she continued to spat at you from the other side of the counter.

you were taken aback by the aggression. your first thought was to the customers. you looked around the coffee shop and a few clients were present, some had their headphones on, thankfully, but others were fully aware of what was going on and acted as if they didn't, still listening in by curiosity.

by the time you had processed everything that needed to be processed by your brain, from the customers to taeyong's shocked face to renjun's clenched fist, a voice echoed from behind you, "they were from everyone else but y/n, actually.", jimin said, standing in front of the 'staff only' door. she probably got out when she heard jiwoo screaming, "me, renjun, jeno, some customers, even jaemin.", she emphasized on the last name, knowing damn well he would affect jiwoo the most.

"why don't you stop embarrassing yourself and get out of there before i get really mad.", you said in a calm toned whatsoever, sending chills down the spine of the people listening. it wasn't that you didn't have the balls to scream back at her. you were just aware of the fact that you were currently representing suhturday in your uniform and you didn't want your actions to impact johnny and taeyong's business in any bad way, so you just took a deep breath and kept everything inside.

jiwoo stomped out the place like a child and left all of you standing there, astonish. you turned to taeyong, bowing 90 degrees, "i'm sorry for that.", you straightened up and turned towards the clients present, looking at you. you bowed again at them, apologizing for the disturbance.

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genre: fluff, angst, suggestive, barista!au, sns au

summary: girls' code prevents you from liking the guy your friend likes right?

a/n: jiwoo finally fired but still getting on everyone's nerve until the end

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[k-n-e-o]

Nct Dream as high school students

This has been in my drafts for years! I’ve just reread it now and I think it’s pretty decent to post lol.

This is also mildly based off of my own highschool experience (which it’s now been years since I’ve graduated so obviously not current experience lol)

Disclaimer: this doesn’t have mark in it because he wasn’t back in nct dream at the time of writing, so I had it in my head that he already graduated and is in college

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[ Renjun ]

This is used a lot but it fits him so well

He’s our little artist

Loved art class

Helps the drama kids make the props and costumes

Made a chair once for an art project, absolutely hated it (this was taken from something a friend of mine had to do once lol)

He was covered in black, red, yellow, and blue wood stain for weeks

He also smelled like saw dust for a while too

I think he’s the only one that would make and bring his lunch just because he doesn’t want to have to deal with the other idiots at the school during lunch

Him and the boys stay in the art room at lunch, it’s quieter

I want to say he’s the only one in the group that actually studies

But knowing this group of boys,

None of them are getting anything done lol

[ Jeno ]

We all know this boy is the jock of the group.

He’s also one of the responsible ones

Being the driver of the dreams carpool to school everyday

He also uses the schools fitness centre (basically a weight room and stuff)

Gets his lunch money stolen by Haechan all the time so he now brings double so he’s not asking Jaemin to steal stuff from the cafeteria

Track and field boy

Probably beats his own records every year

Also probably does football with Jaemin (spoiler?)

A goofball in all his classes, especially the ones he shares with Jaemin

Leaves little smiley faces on his friends work when they aren’t looking.

[ Haechan ]

I’m sorry but he’s a theatre boy

Auditions for all of the plays

Leaves his I.D card on the stage all the damn time

So he can’t sign out a computer when he needs one

Ends up using his phone instead and sometimes gets in trouble for it

He’s known all around the school even if people don’t actually know him they know of him

Every teacher knows him too

And they only roll their eyes when he’s loud and goofy in class

I won’t lie he probably doesn’t know any of the names of people in his class so he has to ask whenever he’s paired up with them for projects even though he’s been going to school with them for years already (how can you tell I was the person who people forgot lol)

But they can’t be mad at him for long when he’s got them bent over in laughter a few seconds later

[ Jaemin ]

In culinary arts, so he gets free food sometimes

Especially when he works in the cafeteria at lunch

Sometimes if jeno doesn’t have lunch money Jaemin will sneak some fries out for him

Also on the football team

(I don’t know why I see him doing this but I do so fight me)

Forgets his water bottle all the damn time so had to do push-ups whenever any of the football coaches catch him

Heart breaker of the century

Has girls (and some guys) staring at him and stalking his social media

Taking bio and chem at the same time

Quickly regrets that choice he made lol

Spends his spares annoying Renjun in art

Ends up painting his arm or hand and gets scolded by the art teacher

Friends with almost all of his teachers

Yes like Haechan he’s also that kid who the teachers know instantly by name and who they tell their other classes funny stories about

Probably almost blew up the chemistry lab with Haechan once

Now Haechan and him aren’t allowed to touch any of the lab equipment

Works out with jeno but sometimes slacks off

Makes jeno stop by the local coffee shop every morning on the dreamies way to school

[ Chenle ]

I don’t know why but I struggled so much with Chenles

It’s weird

He’s probably a band student who uses the piano in the room as often as he can.

He goes into the band room in the morning when jeno and Jaemin have early football practice and he goes when he has a spare

And when he’s still there after the school he plays the piano

I mean, he probably has like three pianos at home

But there’s something about the giant nearly empty room

And just playing the piano just to play

He’s a simple boy with simple desires

You can expect this boy will try out for the basketball team

And if he’s not with his friends or at a piano in the band room

He’ll probably be in the gym shooting hoops

Hate hate hates doing homework

He’s the main reason why Jisung gets nothing done too lol

Also if the dreamies aren’t “studying” at a cafe you can bet they are at Chenles house

And the only reason is because his house is the only one that can fit all six of them comfortably

Sometimes mark joins too, for old times sake

[ Jisung ]

You can fight me on this but this boy would be in the poetry slam club

He’s that quite cute boy who everyone glances at through out the meeting

Never used his locker

Instead he puts all his stuff in Chenles locker because, and I quote

“It’s easier”

Goes to all the sports games cause Chenle drags him there

Attempts to study

But we all not that ain’t happening

Gets really stressed during exam season

Probably eats one to many instant ramen packages

(He found Chenles secret stash)

Probably doesn’t skip class

Although he tried it once with Haechan but decided it wasn’t his thing

Eats lunch with the others at a near by food place every Friday as an end of the week treat

Is late to his afternoon class because they lost track of time

He’s the one always asking for a pencil or a pen

Probably tried out for the soccer team

And obviously got in

Kinda disappointed that the soccer season is short tho

But works hard none the less

Always forgetting his water bottle

Works on his writing when he has a moment of free time in class

Probably the kind to leave little love notes in his crushes locker

I don’t think he’s a huge party person

But he gets invited to a lot of them

Always complains about his student I.D photo 

But it’s not as bad as he says it is

Hands in assignments late because he keeps forgetting to do them

[chakoru]

dream as actual conversations i’ve had w friends ,part 2 !

once again— includes cussing :D ㅤ ,text format

featuring ty track, johnny, and doie. this is actually really funny bc it fits so well yk? my friend did in fact send a pic of MY DOG ON MY BED and i am STILL genuinely wondering how the hell she got in my house

haechan: what the fuck

you: ??

haechan: i had a nightmare… haechan: i was getting married

you: oh my god you: someone actually learned how to love a beast😢? so romantic

haechan: shut up i’m storytelling

you: 🤐

haechan: so i’m getting married right

you: right

haechan: to someone i don’t fucking know haechan: and you’re there

you: aww you dream of me :(((

[ ten minutes later ]

you: FINISH THE STORY I WAS JOKING

haechan: anyways, you’re singing. haechan: it’s you AND jaemin. but he’s haechan: omg

you: he’s …?

haechan: twerking

jaemin: did it jiggle

haechan: no.. BUT you was throwin dem bones 😫🙏

jaemin: nice to be appreciated

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jeno: *sends a picture of daegal* jeno: guess where i’m at 😉

chenle: ???? chenle: !!!!!!!! chenle: ARE YOU IN MY HOUSE chenle: JENO

jeno: 🤫 jeno: my baby’s sleeping

chenle: YOUR BABY❓❓⁉️‼️❓ chenle: WHO LET YOU IN chenle: HOW DID YOU GET IN chenle: JENO chenle: JENO chenle: LEE JENO ANSWER

jeno: me no hablo your language 🧏‍♂️

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jaemin: WHERE is my mint hoodie

renjun: i last saw it in the hamper renjun: why? cant find it?

jaemin: no .. and it’s my comfort clothing 🫤

chenle: idk sorry

jisung: daegal peed on it

jaemin: WHAT

chenle: ACCIDENTLY ‼️‼️‼️

jaemin: YOU LET THAT WHITE BITCH SPRAY DOG YANK ALL OVER IT

renjun: she said she HATES me cus i’m a “male aries” renjun: WHAT DOES THAT EVEN MEAN

jisung: she smart 💯

renjun: ????

jisung: wait what is everyone’s signs

you: i am a sign from god

chenle: gosh fuck outta here

renjun: i swear this place is haunted renjun: theres literally a monster in my closet

mark: probably just the dog

you: there’s a monster in these pants

mark: omg y/n shut up

you: made you look like a lover with a dollar sign

jisung: ?

haechan: they’re calling you a fucking loser

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mark: jisung wants to be a tender

haechan: tenders are shit, he should try breasts

jaemin: bartender haechan, and stop trying to advertise chicken breasts jaemin: you haven’t even seen real breasts jaemin: you’re BITCHLESS

mark: i just got home mark: AND MY FUCKING FRIDGE KS LEAKING😭😭

haechan: id be dripping wet too if you were eating outta me everyday (rizzy wordplay)

renjun: ….you’re my moms favorite

chenle: no one is hooking up with an alpaca lookin troll be fr

you: don’t talk about yourself like that chenle 💔

taeyong: I SAW DOYOUNG HELP SOME ELDER LADY ACTUALLY CROSS THE STREET 😭

johnny: he’s finally hanging out with people his own age

haechan: what elder? himself?

you: so you saw two fossils struggling and didn’t bother to help??😟 shame on you

doyoung: this is why no one likes you guys.

haechan: is anyone still home?

jeno: no why?

haechan: i swear i heard someone upstairs but haechan: IM ALONE haechan: WHAT DO I DO

chenle: y/n and jaemin aren’t here

jeno: is it happening😵??!1

renjun: don’t even

haechan: nvm coast clear haechan: y/n is upstairs :) haechan: with jaemin :):) haechan: alone :):):) in his room :):):):):)

jeno: HELLO????!?!!?! jeno: FRIEND CODE IS A THING YA NASTIES

haechan: DAMN chill the walls r thin as shit

renjun: jaem i thought you knew better 😢 renjun: girls have cooties

haechan: would y’all be down to see my dick pics haechan: i need feedback :D

jaemin: send it

mark: AYO?????? mark: ?????? BRO

jeno: whip it out 😼

*sends pic*

mark: dude mark: why is it

jeno: bent?

jaemin: did you jerk off too hard or sum???? what happened 🤨🤨

haechan: STOP BE NICE TO MY WEE :((

chenle: be fr that shit is making illegal left turns

[mariesocuniverse]

2 Baddies Fansign

Mae’s first in person fansign after several years

Era: 2022, 2 Baddies

Mae was beaming with excitement.

It had been a while since NCT had an in person fansign since the virus, so she wanted to see czennies as fast as she could. Seeing them in real life instead of face time was different.

Just hearing them cheer when they walked out of the green room gave her strength. 

Mae thought she would be more nervous since it was the first time she’s seem czennies face to face, but it was quite the opposite. 

She probably couldn’t compare to how happy the fans seemed in the moment.

The showcase was a bit of a disaster because of how hot itr was so she hoped that this made things a bit better.

Mae made sure to put on any accessories she was given and waved to her fansites. taking pictures

“Why are you focusing on another member?” Mae called out to one of her fansites, who was zooming into Yuta at the time.

The fansite looked very surprised and turned their camera towards her.

“It’s okay I understand!” Yuta said jokingly, watching from his spot from his chair.

Mae shook her head in disappointment before shooting a smile towards the fansite.

“Focus on only me, okay?” 

She didn’t know if it was a good thing or not, but she felt a sense of accomplishment when she saw her fansite get flustered.

She was one of the nicer fansites that have been with her since debut, so she knew they were reliable.

Mae felt bad that everyone had to be separated by the plastic boards, but it does have to be necessary for everyone.

Time flew quicker than she wanted and soon the group went to go answer questions from the board.

“Mae, who do you think is the cutest member of 127?” Mae read off her sticky note.

“It’s me,right?” Haechan asked from his spot next to her, holding up a ‘V’ sign in front of her.

“You’re last place!”

Haechan stepped back as Mae pretended to think. 

“Taeil oppa has always been cute to me.” She said, pointing to said man. Taeil nodded his head with a smile.

Haechan immediately pulled out his sticky note when she was done, reading out the question without missing a beat.

"Mae forget Renjun, why not date me instead?”

Mae let out an embarrassed laugh as she snatched the sticky note from Haechan’s hand.

“Czennies that’s not good,” Johnny said, scolding the fans, “Let’s not break up the two.”

“Czennies are always so brave.” Mae said with a sigh, “I’m sorry everyone but I can’t.”

Despite the embarrassment, Mae was glad that the question got everyone laughing.

Mae hoped 2 Baddies would work well for the comeback.

[neophele]

Intoxicated

With the stress of college, a casual night of drinking with friends is a rare opportunity to wind down. But when Mark falls asleep on your sofa, you can’t help but beg your boyfriend to indulge your one wish. Just one little kiss never hurt anyone, right?

Genre: college!au, probably angst? Maybe a bit suggestive? Words: 2k Pairings: y/n x Jisung (established), y/n x Mark (ish)  Warnings: Drinking. Infidelity? Maybe slightly questionable consent? Sad Jisung I’m sorry TT ((not properly proofread ik it’s a bad habit)) A/N: This is essentially a rewriting of Ling Shuhua’s 酒后 cos whenever I read it I picture Mark :> 

A night of drinks with friends, sweet liquor poured between cups and even sweeter laughter floating between lips. But, like all good things, it had to end.

Their energy reached a crescendo, only to fall from that point onwards.  Haechan was the first to start yawning, Renjun elbowing him in the ribs and giving him a broad smile. 

“You’re calling it a night already?”

“It’s these stupid deadlines ruining my fun,” He grumbled. “It’s okay, semester ends in a few weeks, we can celebrate properly then,” 

You smiled at the boys, the alcohol making you gentler when you’d usually want to join in the teasing. You knew everyone was stressed, and as much as you wanted to keep enjoying the company of your friends, you also wanted to maintain the fine balance between managing the workload and still having some semblance of social life. Pushing one or the other too far would only lead to more stress. “Make sure you rest up,” You nodded towards Haechan, pressing your lips together into an understanding smile. Jisung’s hand snaked around your waist, pulling you closer to him on the sofa. He kissed the side of your head lovingly, lost in your presence and infatuating sweetness.

“Get a room!” Chenle cringed. 

“Yeah, time to leave these lovebirds alone,” Jaemin wiggled his eyebrows. 

“Okay, let’s go,” Jeno sighed, standing up and holding out a hand to pull up Jaemin, who languished in taking his time to rise up to meet Jeno’s eyes. 

You freed yourself from Jisung’s embrace, standing up from your seat next to the tall boy on the sofa and checking the room to ensure everyone had gathered their things. His hand found yours, gently lacing his long fingers between yours, rubbing a thumb over the back of your hand in a reassuring sign of adoration. 

Counting five heads making their way to the front door, you looked behind you to find the straggler. You laid your eyes on the eldest, oversized hoodie pulled up over his hair to conceal the lean figure you could only imagine, unmoving except for the slow rise of his chest as he puffed oxygen through his lungs. Jisung noticed, letting go of your hand to move towards Mark and wake him. 

A split-second decision, one you didn’t know why or how or when you made, but you tugged back Jisungs sleeve. 

“Let him sleep, he’s exhausted.” You whispered. Jisung looked at you with big eyes, innocence you didn’t know how to do anything but squirm under as the alcohol flushed your cheeks. He smiled, nodding and taking your hand again, heart soft at the gentle concern you’d shown his friends this evening. 

But it wasn’t just a gentleness, concern for friends you knew were working hard. There was something else. A desire that sparked the deepest caves of your heart, one you’d tried to suffocate for so long. But tonight, fed by alcohol and fanned by the sight of Mark’s perfectly unattainable beauty, you couldn’t smother it any longer. 

Waving the rest of the boys through the door, the hugs and hair-ruffles to say goodbye gone on for what felt like far too long, you were finally alone. 

Jisung turned to you, taking your rose-dusted cheeks in his hands, leaning in to place a soft kiss against your lips. You instinctively relaxed into his touch, one you’d felt a thousand times, only to tense slightly as your mind wandered through the recesses of your psyche. What would Mark’s lips feel like? Your cheeks burned harder, and Jisung smiled as he moved away, imagining nothing other than your love for him. 

“Let’s take care of our guest,” Jisung chuckled, not realising how his words sent pathetic thoughts of all the ways you wished you could take care of Mark racing through your mind. 

“I’ll get a blanket,” You excused yourself, darting into the bedroom to find a blanket and calm the battle of feelings internally waging inside. 

Meanwhile, Jisung filled a glass of water and placed it on the table next to Mark’s sleeping body. He was out cold, sunk entirely into the comfort of the sofa, clearly a respite from how he was usually hunched over a desk. 

You bit your lip as you walked back to the living room, draping the blanket softly over Mark’s legs. He was manspreading in his sleep, and you screamed at the voice in your head that wondered what it would be like to sit between those legs. 

He was beautiful, there was no other way to put it. His eyebrows, for once, were not knitted in concentration - they were gently framing his closed eyes, face a picture of serenity. Supple skin dusted with a shadow of stubble just coming through. Head tipped back, the full length of his neck exposed, Adam's apple protruding so deliciously. You wondered what it would be like to be up close and personal with the delicate skin, what hearing his voice so close to your ear would sound like, a shiver running down your spine. Usually so composed, so in control, calm, seeing his messy hair strewn across his forehead, lips parted slightly in such a welcoming way, the bridge of his nose begging to be traced, you couldn’t help yourself. 

“Jisung, do you trust me?” You suddenly asked. You should swallow your thoughts, you knew. It wasn’t right. It wasn’t fair. It wasn’t you.

“Of course I do, baby,” he replied, tiredness present in his low voice.

“Can you let me have something I want?” 

“Hm,” He turned to you, tilting his head slightly. He was excited to hear what you had to say, a spark relighting in his eyes. “And what would that be?” 

“Can I…” your voice got quite. “Can I kiss Mark?” 

He looked at you silently, hurt. The spark was dulled, replaced with confusion. Pain knitted his eyebrows, eyes looking at you with desperation you couldn’t stand. 

“Oh,” Was all he could manage as you avoided his gaze. You panicked, suddenly wanting to take back the liquid-courage-enthused words you’d just said. 

“Just, I-“ You stammered, tucking your hair behind your ear and swallowing profusely. Mouth dry, bones feeling like they’d left your body as you wanted to melt into the floor. Just as you were about to take back your request, apologise, and throw yourself into Jisung’s loving arms - you glanced at Mark again. You couldn’t deny it. You wanted this. The other boy, the one that was not yours. You wanted him. So badly. 

“Not on the lips. Just his face.” You finally blurted out, seeking a middle ground to quench your desire. “It would be as a friend! He’s been working so hard, and he’s exhausted. His family is so far away that he doesn’t get to see them, and he just broke up with his girlfriend, he always looks so sad whenever he sees us being couple-y. He’s deprived of affection.” 

Justifications spilt from your mouth, words trying to convince Jisung to indulge your one request. 

Jisung’s lips pursed together in contemplation. Silence gripped you, threatening to shake your shoulders and knock some sense into you. This wasn’t right.

“Friendly affection isn’t the same as what lovers do,” He mumbled, looking down. You felt bad, you felt awful. Hurting Jisung was not what you wanted, not in the least. 

“It wouldn’t be like what lovers do,” you retaliated. “What we do.” 

Jisung glanced up at you from the strands of hair falling over his face. You reached out to him, using every ounce of charm you could muster, driven by some perverted greed to have more than your fill. 

“I love you, Ji,” Your hand extended towards him, brushing his cheek to tenderly catch his chin in your fingers. “I feel pitiful of Mark whenever I see him, and if I could give him a little bit of affection, it’d make me feel a little better.” 

He stared into your eyes, your gaze flamed by the intense urge you couldn’t overcome. He placed his hand on yours, gripping it and squeezing it gently. 

“Do you trust me, Ji?” 

“Of course I do.” He was lost in your eyes, with nothing but love and devotion in his mind. You had no idea what he would say next, and truthfully, neither did he. “Okay. Just a quick peck.” 

Thrilled, you bit your lip slightly, drawing Jisung closer to nuzzle your face into his neck. He let out an airy breath, so affected by everything about you. Anything you wanted, it was impossible for him to deny. A breath slipped from his lips, taking the back of your head in his hand and holding you tight. 

You broke away, eyes shining with thanks. Jisung suppressed his unease, refusing to believe you would do something that shattered his image of you as anything other than loving. 

He stood up, helping you to your feet as you cheesed at him, grinning like a kid who’d just been given a plate full of candy. Jisung chose to believe you were smiling like that because of him. 

“Okay,” he whispered, dropping your hands and 

The idea of Jisung’s absence hadn’t occurred to you before. It made you feel sick. 

“Stay, please,” you begged him, grabbing his hand. 

“What?” He was bewildered, confused as to why you wanted him to see you kissing his best friend. 

“I’m nervous.” You confessed. Taken aback by the delicateness you suddenly displayed, despite having just asked him if you could kiss another man, it was almost infuriating. Almost.

“Fine.” 

You took a step closer to where Mark was sleeping, his relaxed form having the opposite effect on you. 

“Hold my hand,” you whispered, outstretching your arm for Jisung to take. 

All he could do was comply, no longer searching for rhyme or reason in your actions. 

You tiptoed towards Mark's sleeping body, Jisung in hand, heat rising in every crevice you possessed. Preparing yourself to plant a tender kiss on the older boys glowing skin. Anticipation gripped your insides, the thought of placing your lips anywhere near him firing up a heat as you’d never felt before. 

As your head lent over Mark’s, you could smell the faintness of alcohol on his breath. His cologne, his scent, him. Such close proximity was dizzying. You wanted to grab his face, crash your lips against his and devour every part of him. But you couldn’t. So close to his face, his pure and exposed form, your cheeks burned. Everything felt like it was pulsing, your blood thrumming in your veins with the electricity of a thousand volts. 

He was even more breathtaking up close. Every slight bump on his face, every crease, every corner. Perfection. A face like his deserved to be appreciated in all it’s glory, you thought, wondering how his ex could even bear to part from his 

Pursuing your lips, a tender kiss. A small, tender kiss. That’s all it would be. Something to satisfy your curiosity, to give you a taste of the forbidden fruit. 

And suddenly, you couldn’t.

You shot upwards, everything becoming clear. You snapped back to reality, the heat of whatever fire you were playing becoming an icy dagger speared through your conscience. 

“I thought you wanted this?” Jisung was confused, no idea why you were suddenly backing away. Had he done the wrong thing? He truly believed that you wanted to do this out of some kind of pity or guilt towards Mark. Or at least that’s what he convinced himself. Everything was making less sense than when you’d begged him to let you kiss Mark.  

The weight of your actions had finally engulfed you, squeezing out the sickness of want from your heart. It could only be a gentle, friendly kiss, nothing like what you wanted. And that was somehow worse.

“No. I don’t want to anymore.” 

[fff777]

reaction post part 1 to wayv working at haidilao lol

do they actually not know why they're here? because their acting is so cheesy lol

is this actually a new haidilao XD

they're so chatty lol

never letting kun live is a lifestyle

帶娃不易 XD

it only occurred to me now that this is probably sponsored by haidilao lol.

also how would hotpot enthusiasts renjun and chenle feel about this? XD

STORAGE SPACE!!!!

lol the staff is just promoting how to eat economically at haidilao

omg they offer little stands for photocards? XD

hendery: i am a professional in the area of apologizing

hendery...was this necessary? to lead your bro by the hand? gently? delicately?

now yangyang with the princess treatment

they keep making jingmin laugh lol

omg they're actually going to pull noodles

it's super fun just watching the shifu do their thing

shifu: of course, we can't let the guests eat these noodles XD

when the shifu made the pretty swirls and the guys were all 果然不一樣!!

lol there was a sign on the door that said wayv is not allowed XD let's just hope the guys won't be like this sign won't stop me because i can't read XD

giving shifu shit for having hit a customer with noodles once XD wayv: so the person i saw on the internet was YOU!!!

he's really excited lol. just skipped away after greeting the customers.

this guy doing fucking busywork while watching the customers like a hawk. he wants to get a good grade in customer service so bad.

it looks like a lot of the staff speak mandarin or are bilingual in korean and mandarin

dejun is on top of his stuff hehe, getting the aprons and refilling water. and he's being very chill about it (lie)

yangyang: you're being the kind of staff i hate the most i.e. a hovering one lol

of course i need (NEED) to point out every time the guys are speaking cantonese. anyway dejun's just confiding to hendery about how nervous he is.

dejun also said that the customers are real and not actors, so that's why he's more nervous

有情況!!!

dejun: let's fucking go boys

dejun encouraged hendery (in cantonese) to pour water for the customers but hendery got really nervous and brought two pitchers of water and dejun had to remind him that there was already a pitcher there. anyway dejun's like "calm down dude *pat pat* aren't you supposed to be awesome?"

WHY ARE YOU SO AWKWARD

yangyang's having fun

dejun: 人多你就死啦

hendery is legitimately a WRECK who knew that he would be this nervous lol

what song did they hear? was it the birthday song? or was it a wayv song lol. anyway xiaodery being like PLS NO but silently to jingmin lmao.

ohhh there's a birthday at the table yangyang and qian kun are looking after

omg they're a qian kun fan

fishing for praise now are we

rapping away the nervousness, i guess

lol this customer is catching on to the fact that hendery's a huge weirdo

dejun apologizing for hendery's weirdness

[yumabells]

──── ❝ 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 ❞ ────

colab work with my bff chichi

𝚁𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚗 𝚡 𝙲𝚑𝚎𝚗𝚕𝚎 𝚡 𝙹𝚎𝚗𝚘 𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎: 𝙰𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚝, 𝚋𝚕, 𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚂𝚈𝙽𝙾𝙿𝚂𝙸𝚂: 𝚃𝚠𝚘 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜, 𝚁𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙲𝚑𝚎𝚗𝚕𝚎. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝙲𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚐𝚎 𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚕 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚓𝚘𝚛. 𝙲𝚑𝚎𝚗𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚜 𝚁𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚗 𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝚋𝚞�� 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚁𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚗? 𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚖? 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜?

“Class dismissed.” As the school bell rang everybody got out of the room. Chenle woke up because he dozed off the whole class and to his surprise he saw Renjun sitting beside him. 

Just the two of them. 

“Its been 30 minutes now, are you gonna eat or what?” Renjun scoffed at Chenle. “Alright, alright dammit…. WHAT THE FUCK ITS 10:30? HOLY SHIT” Chenle jumped out of the chair. “The class ended at 10:00. Get up and eat.” He grabbed his money and sprinted to the cafe. Renjun sighed and thought “He didn’t even realised I stayed the whole class for him…” Renjun got up and followed Chenle to the cafeteria. 

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As Renjun was reading his book, he heard multiple girls screaming. “What’s with the fuss?" He entered the cafe to see what’s going on but he bumped into Chenle. “What are you looking at?” Renjun found Chenle mesmerized over somebody.

“HOLY SHIT RENJUN! DID YOU SEE THAT HOT DUDE? THAT’S JENO, THE SENIOR FROM ENGINEERING!"

Renjun grits his teeth out of jealousy. “What’s so great about him? He has good looks but, what else? He’s probably a player because girls keep swarming over him. ” Renjun scoffed and headed inside the cafeteria. 

Chenle pouted and followed him. They ordered food and sat down next to Jeno’s table. “There are so many vacant tables, why do we have to sit next to that bas-” Chenle quickly covered his mouth and leaned close to him to whisper. “Shhhhhhhh! He might hear you dumbass.” Renjun was startled and flustered. His heartbeat raised when Chenle suddenly leaned in close. His ears turned red and his vision got hazy. 

You could say this man is madly in love.

Renjun quickly pushed Chenle and he looked away so he wouldn’t notice his face. He cleared his throat and told Chenle to eat his food before it gets cold. Chenle started eating his food and Renjun opened his book. “Why are you always pampering me?” Chenle said with his mouth full. Renjun glanced at him and closed his book. He grabbed his handkerchief and wiped Chenle’s mouth. 

“How can I not pamper you? You’re such a baby. Like for example, you eat messy, and you talk while you have food in your mouth. Swallow it first, will you?” Chenle swallowed his food and blurted, “Shut up dude!” He chuckled and that made Renjun happy. He smiled a little. He likes seeing Chenle happy. 

He pats Chenle’s head. “Let’s go. I don’t wanna stay here.” He got up and waited for him outside. Chenle was left confused. He mumbled, “What the hell was that for…” He got up and followed Renjun outside. He was disappointed because he wanted to stay longer to see Jeno. 

But of course he doesn’t want his best friend to leave him. Renjun told Chenle that he’ll have to head to his next class and see him later. Chenle bid him good luck and left. He noticed the time and sprinted to his next class, but he didn’t see the wet floor sign and almost tripped, but someone caught him just in time. 

To his surprise, it was Jeno. He helped him get up and asked him if he was ok. Chenle nodded slowly. His heart was beating fast and thought, “HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT I’M SO UPCLOSE! GOD HE’S FUCKING MAJESTIC” He wanted to asked for his number but he got too nervous to do so. Jeno smiled at him and left, leaving Chenle speechless.

[neonacity]

About that imagine dragons song it was the lyrics that got me, maybe that's a little bit of what jeno thinks about him and mc? Also the mc is so "girl on fire" by alicia keys, I thought about it when I was reading the scene where her father was talking to child mc about how she could make a flame turn into an explosion. She's so powerful (even when she's not il matto), confident, she has that fire but she has a soft side too

Speaking of fire, in the last chapter of arcane when mc is injured and she's watching her memories with renjun, she saw them lying on tables and he was probably erasing her memories, he kept them (maybe that's what made him weaker), but when she first went to rosewood there were signs of fire right there in the tables, he said it was going to hurt, did she... caugh on fire

I know you can't give any apoilers and I'm not asking for that, I just wanted to share my theories and song recommendations. Hope you're well and having a good day/night!

These theories and guesses are amazing as usual, Mari. Sometimes, I feel like you really have gotten in my head hahaha. Also, your appreciation for Arcane's MC is very appreciated. Sometimes, readers do not like characters in this type of story context. I mean, for sure to each their own, but it isn't encouraging sometimes.

I appreciate the song recommendations as well. She is definitely my girl on fire and probably one of my favorite MCs. Fun fact that nobody asked for: since all my stories in this blog are connected one way or another, she is sort of the reincarnation of previous MCs I have haha.

If you want song recommendations, you can also listen to Seven Devils from Florence and the Machine. I love it for Arcane. ♥️

[liliansun]

YES I SPEAK FOR ALL WE'D LIKE PARTS OF YOUR WIPS

OKAY OKAY most of these don’t have titles but here you go 🫶 two of them are either suggestive or smut so i didn’t include those and two more i wrote for joy and niwa and those. those are filth.

(untitled,, unsure who tf this was for but probably a dream member) There was something about the way old paper smelt, it was pungent and suffocating and every time you opened a book that looked like it had been on the shelf for longer than you’d been alive, you always braced yourself for that same smell to fill your nose almost immediately. Today was one of those days where you needed one of those types of books, specifically a book that could help you find some insight on the history of music. The internet didn’t do the best job on trying to help you locate the book you needed and from what your professor discussed the in the previous lecture, it wasn’t something you can just buy online. Of course he chose to make your life a little harder than he already had.

(untitled,, markhyuck wip) Maybe that’s why you found yourself unfazed by the sudden downpour as you go from a paced walk to a slight sprint through the streets of the simmering city. No, maybe it was the way your heart yearned for his touch—his rough and wild touch that always left your skin feeling on fire. Whatever it was, it led you to the steps of his door and when you finally come to realize where you were, it was too late. The tears started to flow down your cheeks while your hand clenched the bagged bottle in your hand—the realization of it all slowly started to unravel the reality you put together to cover the hole Haechan left in your heart. Just as you’re about to pull yourself together and go back to where Mark was waiting—where he was expecting you come back to, the door opens and a very confused Haechan stands in front of you.

(untitled,, stoner hyuck wip) The sound of your voice brings him in, turning around him his chair to the view of you sitting on his bed. He smiles, rubbing his temples as the frustration he just felt starts to fade. “You keep saying you’re gonna sign me up, but never do.” Rolling your eyes, you grab one of his pillows and throw it across the room. It barely hits him, earning a laugh from him as you send him your middle finger. “I’m not your mommy, hyuck, make your own appointment.” “But mommy, who’s gonna take care of me if it’s not you?” You take this moment to relax yourself and try not to attempt any and all degree’s of murder on him.

(untitled renjun wip) To say you were mad was an understatement—you were absolutely furious, livid even. The boy who you had no interest in knowing’s name was staring you down with a fire in his eyes and it wasn’t the good kind, no, he wanted to literally set you ablaze in your place. The poor cafe worker looked stressed and the friction between you and the stranger was not helping at all. “Please, why don’t we all calm down—“ “I don’t see why I should have to pay for her mistakes.” Crossing his arms, he scoffed in your direction as you looked at him shocked. “My mistakes? Maybe if you’d watch were you’re going then we wouldn’t be in this mess.” Not bothering to pay attention to you really started to irk you even more, another layer of frustration laying heavy on your head. “Hello, listen to me when I’m—do you want years shaved off your life span?” After snapping your fingers at him repeatedly, he tried to swat your hand away which ultimately was leading you up to your only option—beating the shit out of this man.

(untitled 1989 tv ‘slut’ inspired hyuck ch bff2l wip) Your mom was too busy rubbing his back to realize you had passed them both, crouching down to haechan’s print he had made into the cement. Your impulses were something you were still trying to navigate, but there was no regret as you brought your hand down to where his was and put enough pressure into the soft liquid before pulling out and feeling somewhat satisfied with the way your two hand prints looked beside each other. Haechan had watched you the entire time, his glossy eyes lighting up at your actions. “Y/n, what are you doing?” your mother looked over at you in awe and shock when she noticed that your hand was too covered in cement. “Now we’re in this together.” those few words, unbeknownst to the two of you at such age, had laid out the foundation to a longtime friendship the two of you would build together from there on out.

[alicanta77]

NCT Dream Reaction: You hiding behind them due to being shy

Mark:

you cannot convince me that Mark wouldn’t literally combust when you did this

his face would split into the biggest grin when you did this for the first time

he would get a little embarrassed if/when you do this around the members

but that’s only cause he knows he’s gonna be tease about it as soon as you leave

he would never EVER want you to not do it though

so he will endure 

he loves that you feel safe enough around him to do this

he would 10000% use this to baby you

would turn around and squeeze your cheeks or stroke your hair

as soon as he notices why you do this tho

he would always make sure to be holding your hand in any situation where you may be uncomfortable

that way you can pull yourself behind him when/if you need to

Renjun: 

renjun is already so damn soft for you

so anytime you’re feeling shy and pull yourself behind him with a shy smile on your face

it will take physical effort from him to not completely melt or combust into a bunch of little hearts on the spot from how absolutely adorable he finds you

he especially loves it cause it makes him feel bigger and taller whenever you hide behind him

if it’s ever just the two of you

and you get shy and hide behind your hands

he will definitely grab them with his owns

and pulls them down to hold them and place multiple little kisses to the backs of them

he wants to see your face, even if you’re blushing and shy

he doesn’t want you to be afraid to be your absolute self around him

and if that is you being a shy mess

then be a shy mess

he just loves every part of you and wants you to know that

Jeno: 

THE EYE SMILE APPEARS IN FULL FORCE

i get the feeling that, out of all the guys, jeno would be the most naturally protective

idk i just get that vibe

not in a bad way but just that, if anything happens to you that you don’t like, feel uncomfortable with or scares you

you can bet that jeno will be beside you in about ten seconds flat

so anytime and i mean ANYTIME you hide behind him

he will 100000% turn around and send you the sweetest smile you could possibly imagine

which probs helps calms you down pretty quickly

is also probably the best at bringing you out of your shell when you are feeling extra shy

he probably sees this as a symbol of your trust in him

like that you trust him to protect you when you’re hiding behind him

and he will NEVER let you down

Donghyuck:

cmon, who are we kidding, donghyuck is definitely going to tease you about it

as he does with absolutely everything

probably teases you about needing him all the time

‘ahhh what would you do without me y/n? i’m just so important’ etc.

but

he will never and i mean NEVER make you feel as though he doesn’t like it or that he isn’t going to let you hide behind him

he tries to make sure that you don’t have to go into a situation where you will feel this shy

but if he can’t avoid it

he always makes sure that he’s standing either next to you, or as close as possible, so that you can pull him in front of you if you want to

as much as he teases you which is a lot hyuck takes your happiness very seriously and is always gonna be there to comfort you when you need it

Jaemin:

his baby???

afraid???

TO THE POINT OF HIDING BEHIND HIM????

NOPE. ABSOLUTELY NOT. nana will not allow you to be made to feel bad in any sense of the word

meaning that he will become around 1000000x more protective of you than he already is

even if your hands are bunched into fists in his shirt

he wants to hold you too

physical touch is a source of comfort for him so he will seek that out with you to reassure you that he’s there and you’re going to be okay

he does this one of two ways

he either pulls his arms behind you to hug you as best he can

or grabs hold of your hands and pulls them around his waist so that you’re back hugging him

either way, he keeps you as close to him as he can

Chenle:

is most likely to laugh at you for this

never in a mean way

he just finds it so cute that he can’t help but let out a giggle at the sight of you shrinking behind him

if he feels you so much as pull on his arm, he will step in front of you

always has one eye on you to watch for the signs that you may need him

he likes that you use him as a source of comfort

it makes him feel all warm and fuzzy inside

instead of trying to move you from the situation

he wants to make the situation less uncomfortable or nerve wracking for you

so he will probably try to make you laugh

makes jokes to lighten the atmosphere and make you more comfortable

does this when you get shy and its just the two of you

like renjun

he pulls your hands away from your face

just cause he really wants to see your beautiful smile

Jisung:

jisung loves loves LOVES it when you’re the one who’s shy instead of him

he’s used to being the one who get nervous and ultimately gets babied because of his nerves

so to be able to do that to you is probably a dream come true

he especially loves to watch you hide behind him

cause you pretty much completely disappear behind his tall frame

he really likes to feel as though he protects you

so makes the most of this every time it happens

probably reaches back with one arm to grab your hand and gently squeeze it

doesn’t want to smother you with attention

but wants you to know he’s there

he also is most likely to understand your shyness the best

being a shy bby himself

the cutest moment is when your shy figure curls up very closely into his

and when he’s not expecting it, he can’t help the blush from spreading across his cheeks

so it become two shy bubs cuddling into each other while everyone else teases them