#someone: can i see your c- jaemin: well NO.

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

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𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 | na jaemin

pairing: roommate!na jaemin x fem reader

genre: smut

wc: 1.6k

summary: jaemin notices how innocent you are and he can’t help but take advantage of this.

content warning: loss of virginity, oral sex (fem receiving), fingering (fem receiving), multiple orgasms, missionary, reader is very inexperienced, jaemin is pretty manipulative, usage of pet names (good girl, princess, angel)

a/n : this is not what i was planning to post next but oh well it’s here now! hope u enjoy it! feedback is greatly appreciated as always and happy new year! my new year’s resolution as a writer is to stop trying to write a million stories at once and then not posting any of them lol. also just realized this is my second time writing roommate jaemin hehe idk i’m kinda obsessed with him and this trope

pss: would you guys like me to post drabbles? i’ve been thinking about it but can’t decide, lemme know in the comments or my req/ask box :))

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Jaemin was so glad that you were clueless.

When he first moved in as your roommate, he immediately noticed you were too trusting… Letting a stranger like him move in with you without asking many questions. But the rent was good and the prospect of living with someone as pretty as yourself kept him from saying anything about it.

As he discovered the extent of your innocence, Jaemin found himself unable to resist taking advantage of it. He wanted to know just how much he could get away with.

So, on a particularly chilly winter night, Jaemin seized the opportunity and knocked on your door while you were cozily tucked into bed.

"Can I sleep here, princess? I think the heating broke down in my room," Jaemin asked, his head peeking through the door.

Even he knew that was a weak excuse. The apartment had centralized heating, so if it worked in your room, it definitely worked in his. But surprisingly, you fell for it.

"Oh, of course, Jaem," you replied with the softest tone, the nickname you’d given him already making him semi-hard.

He joined you in bed, keeping some initial distance. However, as soon as he noticed you in the skimpiest pajama dress, he felt himself growing harder in his sweatpants. You lay facing him, a sleepy smile on your face, your eyes glowing in the night light, completely oblivious to the thoughts racing through his mind and down to his dick.

"Are you okay, Jaem?" you asked softly, noticing him wince and shift a bit.

"Uhm... yeah, just... uncomfortable," he said absentmindedly.

"Are you uncomfortable with me?" you asked, your big eyes staring up at him.

"Oh no no, princess, it's not you. It's just..." he sighed, "Sometimes it hurts down there, and it will keep hurting until I do something about it."

It's amusing how he tried so hard to explain it, treating you like a kid despite you being his age, and ironically, the reason he was like this in the first place.

"Why does it hurt?" you asked, genuine worry in your eyes.

Contemplating whether to use your innocence to his advantage, he decided to take the risk. "Well, you see... whenever I'm with you, it kind of just hurts. It gets so hard, and I can’t handle it," he said, hoping you bought his act.

"Because of me?" you brought your hands to your cheeks, the action pushing your boobs together and making them practically spill out of your pjs "And c-can I make it better somehow? I feel so bad..."

Oh, clueless pretty thing.

"Of course, you can make it better, princess... you're the only one who can," he said, getting closer to your smaller frame. You didn't move away and simply let him grab your hand.

He placed it on top of his erection, "See how swollen it is? It hurts," you pouted, feeling terrible that this was your fault. "Will you help me fix it then?" You nodded at once, and Jaemin smiled. "Good girl."

He took off his shirt, and you were momentarily stunned by how toned his chest and abs were. You'd seen him shirtless before but never from this close.

"Princess, you're drooling," he teased, softly grabbing your chin so you would look at him.

"I'm not," you whined but still attempted to clean the imaginary drool off your face.

"So cute," he laughed, "will you take this off for me?" He pointed to his sweatpants.

"M-me? Uhm... okay," you said, and with shaky hands, you slid his pants down his legs. It was a bit hard pushing them past his bulge, and he noticed how this made you blush.

"Thank you, pretty girl," he pulled you back up, and now you were straddling him, only the thin fabric of your panties and his boxers separating your cores.

He experimentally rutted against you to gauge your reaction, and it was entirely worth it. Your face contorting, the way you gasped and made an "O" with your pretty plump lips. He never saw anything better.

"You trust me, right, princess?" he asked, his eyes heavy on you.

"Y-yes... I trust you."

He smiled and switched your positions, now hovering over your body. He caressed your cheeks, and then his hand went down until he reached the border of your PJ dress. He pulled it up until it was pooling right below your chest.

"So pretty," he said, his lips ghosting over your stomach.

"Jaem, that tickles!" you laughed, pushing his head.

"Princess, before you can help me, I gotta prepare you, okay?" He suddenly got serious again, his eyes with that dark glow you saw earlier. You nodded, your heart picking up pace when he suddenly hovered over your clothed core.

Then, locking eyes with you, he pulled your panties to the side. The abrupt shift from the cool air hitting you to his warm breath so close to your most private part gave you goosebumps all over.

Out of the blue, he licked a streak along your core. You gasped, nudging his head away. No one had ever touched you there, let alone licked you.

"You gotta relax, baby," he said, his voice so growly it almost had a purr to it.

Though he didn’t really give you a chance to relax. He latched his mouth directly to your cunt, sucking viciously, and the sensation was almost overwhelming.

"Oh my g-.. Jaemin," you moaned, the intensity taking you by surprise.

After a few minutes of relentlessly eating you out, he pulled away, his nose, mouth, and chin glossy with your juices. The knot in your stomach was so tight it could explode. But just when you thought he was finished, he inserted a finger. He explored your insides with vigor until he found that sweet spot, causing you to release a string of curses and curl your toes.

That was your first orgasm.

"You're ready for me now, beautiful," he said, planting one last kiss on your inner thigh before crawling until he was directly on top of you.

“… m’ so tired, Jaem..." you mewled.

"I know, I know... just hang on a bit more. You wanna help me, right?" he asked, gently moving some stray hairs away from your forehead.

You nodded, and he rewarded you with a chaste kiss on your lips. With a playful grin, he pulled down his boxers and even though you were spent, curiosity got the best of you so you peeked down. He was so big and thick; it startled you for a moment.

"Now, angel... tell me if you feel uncomfortable."

Jaemin was trying so hard to be gentle, but seeing you like that, all pliant and open for him, made him want nothing more than to fuck you hard into next week.

He pulled down your panties, amused by the way they stuck to you from how wet you were. Tossing them aside, he wasted no time positioning himself at your entrance. The tip was barely in, and you already felt overwhelmed. "I don't think it'll fit..." you said, but he seemed not to have heard, leaning in to kiss all over your neck and collarbone.

This distraction allowed him to go in more, and you held onto his shoulders for support.

"You're doing so good for me," Jaemin whispered against your skin.

When he bottomed out, he already felt like he would cum fast from how tightly you were squeezing him. He kept whispering for you to relax, and only when you did did he start moving at a somewhat slow pace.

"You feel so fucking good," he whimpered, his thrusts picking up pace and turning you into a moaning, writhing mess.

"J-j-Jaem..." you were unable to form a coherent sentence with how hard he was fucking you now.

"Fuck… I… should've… done… this… sooner," he grunted, his eyes locked on the mesmerizing bounce of your boobs.

"I'm… I feel so…" you whimpered, tears forming in your eyes as waves of pleasure crashed over you.

He could tell you were getting there from how your walls were pulsating around him. So, he grabbed your legs, hoisting them up on his shoulders for some deeper access. This new angle had him hitting just the right spot, and in no time, you turned into a moaning, sobbing mess. He eased into a slower rhythm, helping you ride out your second orgasm.

"That's it, good girl," he moaned looking at the scene between your bodies as your release dripped down from your pretty cunt.

After you came, he didn't pull out. He was the one wanting to get a little more out of this, after all.

So, once your breathing had calmed down a bit, he resumed thrusting into you, each one driving deeper than the last.

"Jae… I- I can't…" you whined, too sensitive down there.

"You said… you would help me, princess..."

And so he kept fucking you hard. It didn't take long for your third orgasm to creep up, your walls squeezing the life out of him again. Relentless, he kept going even after you'd cummed again, pushing until he felt his own orgasm approach. That’s when he pulled out right away, his release spilling generously over your lower stomach.

He collapsed next to you, both of you panting.

"Does it still hurt, Jaem?" you asked innocently, looking at him.

He smiled softly at you and gently caressed your cheek.

"No, princess. You made me all better."

Jaemin loved how clueless you were.

btw i’m not ignoring requests it’s just taking me forever to finish the other stories i’m writing so requests are on hold for a little bit, you can still send but it’ll take me a minute to get to them :(

[bbobpul]

break my heart again 2 — njm

PAIRING. na jaemin x reader SUMMARY.how's jaemin gonna give back for all of y/n's efforts now that he finally can? it's been years—just how much has everything changed? GENRE. angst, fluff, she fell first 🤭 W/C. 3.5k NOTE. hello, part two is here! so sorry i couldn't make a taglist. i didn't have time to make one. nevertheless, i hope this fic make its way back to you. love u all and thankies sm !!!! also, my requests are open !!!

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i find it hard to picture myself ever being as dedicated to something or someone again, just like how i dedicated my entire college life to na jaemin.

lately, i've been feeling like i forgot what it's like to actually have a dream. back then, na jaemin was my dream, he was my driving force. i would force myself to wake up so early in the morning just so i could see him (or his car) enter the gates of the university. i would go to school even though i am sick and feel a lot better when i get home because i saw na jaemin. but now two years after graduating, i still haven't found a decent job that i actually enjoy.

it's a common experience that many people go through, and i suppose i shouldn't complain about it. maybe i need to put in more effort and push myself harder. part of me wonders if having na jaemin back in my life would rekindle that same sense of dedication that i once had. but as i say these thoughts out loud, they sound absurd, even to myself. why would i wish for my first love to return just so i could find a decent job? why would i long for na jaemin to come back merely to feel that spark in my life again? it's puzzling why i'm even dwelling on thoughts of him and wondering if he holds the key to my happiness and success.

oh, to dream.

oh, for that old dedication to still burn within you.

if only you hadn't acted so dumb that day. could life have taken a different path? are you even happy now? if you hadn't let fear hold you back back then, if you'd actually been brave enough to listen and follow through, would you be happier today?

but no matter how much you keep bothering yourself with that memory, if people come up to you and ask if you feel bad about everything that happened that day, you'd say no. you don't feel bad at all.

deciding to let him go was one of the best things you did. he seemed happy when you left, and after that, you never heard anything about him. he's like a touchy subject in your group of friends, which can be tough sometimes since you share friends. but does it really matter now? him not being in your life probably means he's happier and more peaceful, right?

are you feeling peaceful? is being stuck in a 9-5 job that hardly brought you joy a happy situation? scratch that. did being in that job make you happy? clearly not, as you've just mustered the bravery to quit. and in doing so, you've never felt more joyful.

did you really make the right decision?

just as you were pondering your own question, your phone buzzed on the bedside table. you grabbed it and saw that the caller was renjun, your incredibly patient best friend.

"y/n," he said, his tone becoming unusually serious. "what's up?" you asked. "do you need money?" "yeah?" "here's the deal: our college is putting together a documentary film, and they've chosen your department. but guess what? your old classmates are bombarding me with messages because it looks like you're ignoring them all. frankly, i can't believe you even answered my call," he griped. "wait, hold on. what film? and why would they pick me? are they searching for someone with a post-college life so sad that it belongs in a documentary?" "well, you were practically a legend back in college, so… and apparently, the director specifically wants you, which leads to… well, another issue…" "what's the problem now?" "it's going to be directed by jaemin."

and just like that, you ended the call. but a few seconds later, renjun's call came in again.

"i'm not going to do it." "you stubborn brat." "why him?" "i have no idea!" "why is he even directing? wasn't he studying architecture or something?" "i don't know, y/n. i haven't heard a single thing about him since your graduation." "what do you mean?" "that's not important now, y/n. you're in need of money, right? seize the opportunity. do it for the cash." “so will you do it or will you do it?” “for the cash.”

...

"y/n, you've moved on, haven't you? what's done is done. i'm pretty sure jaemin has forgotten all about it. this chance is coming your way, so just accept it." "i guess i will."

you're drawn in by the idea of making some extra money and the possibility of catching the eye of potential agents or employers. right now, you're at a crossroads, thinking about how this documentary could be a stepping stone to more job opportunities down the line. this situation is different from what usually drives you – this time, it's not about others, it's about focusing on your own goals and aspirations.

you're deliberately avoiding dwelling on your past. just as renjun mentioned, you've moved beyond it. what's done is done. right now, your focus is firmly on the present and the potential that lies ahead in the future.

what's in the past is behind us, including whatever existed between jaemin and you.

from renjun

tomorrow at lunchtime, they'll be going over the schedules and discussing what to film. if you want, you can chat with the director now. his number is 0825 813 2000.

in response, you simply replied with a "okay."

the night before the lunch meeting, a jumble of emotions has you in its grip. the idea of reconnecting with jaemin, who used to be your best friend and is now someone distant, fills you with a sense of awkwardness. you tell yourself that this is about working together and the chance to grow professionally.

after taking a deep breath, you decide to shoot jaemin a text. your fingers hesitate as you type, and the uncertainty you're feeling seems to seep into your message. you finally press send, and your text reads, "hey, it's y/n. heard we're meeting tomorrow for the documentary. just wanted to check in before that."

in almost no time, your phone buzzes with a response: "hey y/n, good to hear from you. yeah, looking forward to our meeting. let's catch up and chat about the project."

the conversation is polite, but beneath the surface, there's an unspoken layer of complexity. you can feel the hesitation in your exchange, a silent recognition of the shared history that's now a distant memory. as you talk about the meeting and the documentary, the easy flow you once had is noticeably absent.

as the texts go back and forth, a sense of tension seems to hang in the air. it's as though the years of friendship you once had are casting a shadow over your conversation. the effortless connection you once shared now requires effort, and both of you can sense the change.

as the conversation wraps up with a simple "see you tomorrow," you're left with a mix of excitement and anxiety. the idea of seeing jaemin again, especially in a professional context, stirs up a range of emotions. this situation is a stark reminder of just how much things have changed – and maybe how some things can't go back to the way they were.

you believed the conversation had concluded, only for your phone to ring once more, bearing yet another message from him. as you read the words on the screen, "i missed you, y/n," a rush of emotions floods over you.

"what's going on with him?" you mutter to yourself, your eyebrows knitting together in confusion. your gaze remains fixed on the message for a moment, your attention drawn to the three blinking dots in the corner – a sign that he's in the process of typing a response. several more seconds tick by, the dots eventually vanishing, and in response, you shut your phone off. you make an attempt to settle into bed and get some rest, but truth be told, it's hard to claim you managed to sleep soundly that night. an undercurrent of thoughts and emotions keeps your mind restless.

the day of lunch lunch finally arrived. you sat across from jaemin, his words forming a distant hum as your thoughts remained clouded and preoccupied. the lingering impact of his recent message kept you in a state of unease, making it difficult to fully engage in the conversation he was leading.

then, something inside you snapped, and you found yourself abruptly interrupting him with a question that had been gnawing at you, "why me?"

he looked at you, his gaze steady, and his response was quick, "why not you?"

your frustration simmered as his words hit you. he was choosing to be cryptic, and it was only adding to your confusion. pushing past your exasperation, you pressed on, "listen, i know we didn't part on the best terms, but why come back now and act like everything's fine? i mean, sure, it's better than hostility, but why choose me? i'm the one who's no longer part of your life."

his expression remained neutral, void of any emotions as he replied, "that's not true."

you raised an eyebrow, challenging him to elaborate. "what's not true?"

"that you have nothing to do with my life, y/n," he stated firmly.

the weight of his words settled heavily between you two, the gravity of the situation growing more apparent. the lunch table had transformed into an arena for confronting unresolved issues.

you scoffed, unable to hold back your disbelief. "jaemin, i made one mistake, and now you're trying to imply that my actions shaped your entire life?"

his eyes held yours, unwavering. "y/n, it's not just about that one mistake. everything that followed, everything that shaped who i am today… it's all connected to you."

your mind reeled, trying to grasp the enormity of what he was suggesting. the complexities of your shared history seemed to crash over you, leaving you grappling with a whirlwind of emotions and a tangled web of unspoken feelings.

the weight of his words left you momentarily speechless, and in an attempt to shift away from the intensity, you sought to change the subject. "where are the other producers? why is it just you here?"

"y/n…" he began, his tone suggesting he wanted to continue the previous conversation.

however, you opted to sidestep the discussion entirely. you pretended as if the profound exchange hadn't just occurred. "i notice you're taking on the role of a director now. quite the career shift, huh?" you inquired, masking your internal turmoil with a casual demeanor. you acted as if there hadn't been a two-year gap in your connection, as though things between you were perfectly ordinary.

he met your gaze, a faint hint of something unreadable in his eyes. "i pursued another dream when i felt i'd lost the chance for my first one."

"your first dream… not architecture, then?" you prodded, curious about the direction he had taken.

he shook his head, a soft chuckle escaping him, leaving you puzzled yet again. "no, not architecture. well, i suppose that just wasn't meant for me back then, but maybe it is now."

the cryptic nature of his response only added to the layers of confusion and intrigue that surrounded him. there was something about the way he spoke that hinted at deeper currents beneath the surface, emotions and experiences that he hadn't fully revealed. you found yourself torn between the desire to push for answers and the instinct to allow him his privacy. the lunch meeting had transformed into a stage for untangling not just the complexities of the documentary but also the intricate web of emotions and history between you and jaemin.

leaving the restaurant, a whirlwind of unanswered questions dances in your mind. yet, for now, you choose to tuck those thoughts away, focusing instead on the looming filming date just a few days away – next saturday.

in the span of time between that lunch and the upcoming shoot, jaemin proves consistent in his attempts to bridge the gap between you two. he regularly reaches out, updating you about his day and proposing get-togethers, which you consistently decline.

the days pass, marked by a series of messages and missed opportunities. despite the undeniable tension, there's an undeniable persistence on jaemin's part, a determined effort to reconnect and reestablish a sense of familiarity. however, your apprehensions and the memories of your past dynamics hold you back, keeping you from embracing his overtures.

as the countdown to the filming day continues, you find yourself in a delicate dance – balancing the unresolved history between you and the prospects of the future. the lines between your personal and professional lives are blurred, and the documentary project becomes a backdrop against which the intricacies of your relationship with jaemin play out.

you find yourself constantly pondering what his intentions could be. his actions leave you wondering, and you can't help but question what he's aiming for. in your perspective, you're merely a negative aspect of his life – a streak of misfortune. you would have expected him to have learned from the past, but his determination remains unshakeable.

as you contemplate these thoughts, your phone lights up once more, bearing yet another message from him. his name on the screen triggers a whirlwind of emotions – a mixture of uncertainty, annoyance, and a hint of curiosity. opening the message, you brace yourself for whatever he might convey this time. the consistency in his attempts at communication only serves to deepen the intricate web of emotions you hold for him, leaving you caught between your shared history and the unpredictability of the present.

"the offer's still there, y/n. :)" "jaemin, let's be real. just because i'm on board with your documentary idea doesn't mean we're suddenly best buds again. a lot has changed." "i want to reconnect, though." "actually, scratch that. i want to get to know you all over again." "jaemin, i appreciate the effort, but let's keep things professional, okay?" “i’m sorry, y/n. goodnight.”

after your straightforward message, his responses ceased. a silence settled in, stretching on until saturday – the day you were set to see him again. the anticipation and uncertainty had been building, and now the moment was finally at hand.

you stepped into the studio and immediately noticed that you and jaemin were the only ones present. your confusion must have been evident on your face, prompting him to address the situation promptly.

"um, the team thought having fewer people in the room would create a more personal atmosphere," he began, his voice carrying a hint of unease. "and, well, they decided to keep me here, you know, being the director and all, and also because we have a history…"

his words trailed off, and there was a subtle vulnerability in his tone. it was as if he was acknowledging the intricacies of your past connection, while simultaneously recognizing the complexities it introduced into your current dynamic. the studio, usually a place of creativity and collaboration, had transformed into a space laden with the weight of your shared history.

"it's okay," you responded, your words carrying a touch of reassurance. as your reply registered, a faint smile tugged at the corners of his lips – a detail you couldn't help but notice. after all, it was that very smile that had ignited four years of your life, a smile that held memories and emotions you had both shared.

"um, i'll just ask you a few questions, and then you're free to go," he stated, his voice carrying a hint of nervousness that didn't escape your notice. this new facet of his demeanor felt unfamiliar to you, a departure from the confident jaemin you had known.

you found yourself disliking this uneasiness, and a thought occurred to you – maybe it was time to rekindle something within him. as he began asking you questions, you decided to respond in a way that would evoke a certain familiarity between you two. it was a subtle attempt to bridge the gap, to draw out the person you once knew.

you had believed that his silence was what you wanted. you had convinced yourself that distancing yourself from him would protect you from the past mistakes. but now, facing the reality of the situation, you realized that perhaps a certain selfishness was ingrained within you. maybe, just maybe, you yearned to erase the distance, to defy your own rationalizations.

in this moment, you found yourself yearning to rekindle what had been lost, to bring back a connection that once meant so much. the conflicting emotions within you painted a complex picture of your desires – a battle between self-preservation and the longing for something more.

however, as you locked eyes with him and saw the lack of any discernible emotion in his gaze, a haunting wave of fear resurfaced within you. in that moment, it was as if time rewound, taking you back to the day of your graduation when your heart and spirit had felt shattered. the memory of that painful experience rushed back, accompanied by the doubts and uncertainties that had plagued you.

if you were to truly confront your own feelings, you'd admit that what you witnessed that night had left you questioning your own worth. the events had stirred up doubts about whether you had ever been deserving of taking risks for, whether you had ever been someone worth fighting for.

"hey, good morning, y/n."

"morning, director."

"how's today treating you?"

"pretty good, thanks."

"hmm, and what's life been like after college?"

"…"

"take your time."

"at first, i felt okay. my friends were all getting closer to their dreams, and i was genuinely happy for them. especially…"

"especially who?"

"especially the person i left behind."

"…"

"i was content being happy for someone else. then another year went by, and i wasn't feeling so great anymore."

"do you really think they're happy?"

"hmm?"

"the person you left behind."

"yeah. and my other friends seem happy too. they've got jobs they love, they're with people they care about, and i only had… renjun *laughs* … but sometimes, i can't help but feel like i'm the one who got left behind, you know? even though i was the one who walked away."

"let's talk about your person."

"oh *laughs* he's not my person."

pausing for a moment, you glanced at jaemin behind the camera. the question lingered in your mind: what was he trying to do? his actions and intentions remained a puzzle.

his expression grew serious, his gaze fixed intently on you. it was as if he had something to convey, something he was holding back.

"the last time i actually saw him was in an instagram post. he was with some girl. it happened on my graduation day. i waited the whole day, hoping he'd appear in the midst of the crowd. when he didn't, i held onto the possibility of seeing him by the gates. but that didn't happen either. my last hope was maybe he'd send me a single message, but by the end of the day, nothing came. then i went on instagram and saw a photo – a warning, i guess. a warning that i should just stop hoping. that… happened a few weeks later, i think. or maybe it was just a few days after our argument, the one where he told me he couldn't love… yeah."

you met his gaze and once again, his face was serious. his eyes were furrowed and his mouth was slightly open. a few moments passed, and he let out a shaky breath. screw it, you thought, it's out there now and i don't care anymore.

your silent exchange was interrupted as he shifted the camera away. confusion clouded your thoughts as you watched him move. he turned back to you, his expression still serious, and then he grabbed a chair from the nearby table. he sat down with his back facing you.

the room felt charged with unspoken emotions, leaving you to question his intentions and actions. it was as if he was peeling away layers, searching for something beneath the surface.

"did you know that…" he began, his voice breaking the silence. "she was his sister?"

"i never told you about her, that's on me," he admitted with a chuckle. "that was her last day, y/n. so i decided to spend the entire day with her. i'm sorry."

you were taken aback. "i'm sorry–"

"it's okay, y/n."

"i know i left you with so many questions that night, but let me tell you… every effort you made, every cookie you baked, i cherished all of it. i loved you. i'm sorry if my actions made you doubt yourself."

another pause filled the air.

"i left when you left."

"you were my dream. architecture wasn't really my passion, you know? i was struggling a lot, but luckily, you were there with me. i decided to chase after what i truly loved when you left, because i realized if i wanted you back in my life, it should be when i'm at my best, right? i wasn't lying when i said i couldn't love. i didn't want to love you when i was broken. i wanted to be the best version of myself for you. i thought that if i wanted you to be with the best person, then that should be me. so i became that person, a director, and then i planned all of this." his eyes finally met yours.

"i was always looking at you."

tears welled up in your eyes, and he seemed to notice. he took a step towards you and enveloped you in his arms.

"i'm sorry for not holding onto you back then, baby. but i promise, i won't let go of you now," he whispered.

"i'm sorry for leaving, jaemin," you sobbed.

"shh, you did what you thought was right."

"do you want to have lunch with me now?" he asked.

a mixture of emotions flooded your heart, and with a nod, you replied, "yes, jaemin."

[jyanihaes]

brooklyn valentine wants me!

⟡ chenle x oc fic

⟡ summary: brooklyn's annual brooklyn greensvelle dance happens, and chenle and maris seem to have their own promposals to work on. but the thing is, a promposal maybe also was a confession to each other's love.

⟡ genre: romance w enemies 2 lovers

⟡ word count: 2,822

⟡ work/alternate in ao3

⟡ author’s note: schoolwork had me OCCUPIED on the spot :') part 5 coming soon but im unsure....

"I accidentally almost told Maris that I love her."

"You... what?"

"It happens, sometimes."

"I did.... when she introduced herself as.. Maris.... I was like 'Oh, the woman I love's name is also Maris' but before I said the name I stopped right there..."

"She was confused."

"She better be."

"Goddamn, Chenle, do you not really recognize her that well?"

"Her hair was down! Not my fault it was!"

"You can't recognize a person when her hair is down??? Chenle, what the hell?"

"I can't! What, do you expect me to look at her face? I'm not confident to do that! She'll think I'm a creep,"

"Looking at someone’s face and beauty is not being creepy, why are you.. all of a sudden so stupid?”

“Exactly, it’s not creepy, Le. You just think it is because of society these days.”

”Maybe.”

”Looking at someone is normal. As long as it’s not so appropriate then that’s fine,”

”Perhaps I know she looked at you too.”

”Me, me? Jaemin, she never looked at me one bit.”

”But in some situations she did and you did, too.”

”Right.”

”But, guys, after I said all that, suddenly I backlashed at her for that movie. I didn’t mean it.. I mean I tried to keep the movie from anyone because I know that’s Maris’s favorite, then I just wanna keep it from anyone so that’s why I’ve been saying that I hate it these days.”

”That’s what you’ve been doing? Gosh, that’s why you’re always approaching me and Jeno telling the both of us you’ve been getting way more hate than any past day!”

”Well, I’m sorry?”

”Doing those is not a way of keeping a movie from someone. Just because it’s Maris’s favorite movie doesn’t mean you’ll keep it from someone else who loves it too.”

”Jaemin is right.”

”But, I just wanna make her feel special and make everything about her about me too.”

”And keeping it from anyone is how you’d do it? That’s not good.”

”… Might.”

"Chen, gatekeeping things is not the goddamn key to making everything about her about you. That's why she hates you because you kept it away from her, then you backlashed Maris because you thought it wasn't her again last night, called her delusional 2 times last night. How more stupid can you be?"

"Because, again, her hair was down. I didn't want to look or stare at her face to recognize her."

"Because, again, you think it's creepy? Goddamnit, Chenle, make things make sense for once!"

"Jeno, calm down."

"I'm sorry?"

"Wait, but I've thought an actual solution for this.."

"Huh?"

"What about you ask her out?"

"What the hell, Jaem? She'll hate me more for this? Besides, she's in school! I'm in dismissal and she's in class?"

"What the heck are you thinking, Jaemin?"

"Exactly, Jaemin, this isn't a good solution. Perhaps might get worse."

"Correct. Something would happen. Think of something else."

"No, but I got it. If this happens, somehow maybe ask her out, go to Central Park? Then you can apologize there."

".... That's it?"

"I have no other choice, but if I had, then this plot changes. Come on, Chen, get your game up."

"...."

"I'll give you her number if you want. Tell me how it goes."

"Hah! I won't!"

"... Fine, but the thing is, you guys have to totally love each other. Apologize there and that's what can make her love you."

"..."

"Is this even a good idea?"

"Jeno, don't worry. It's my specialty."

"Jaemin... what the hell."

"Shhhh. Baby, it'll be fine."

"That's not happening--"

"Fine, give me her number."

"See? Don't doubt me, Jun."

"... What the actual heck."

"Okay, so her number is 0911-405-2093. Text her now as I know she's in dismissal either."

"I got it."

Call history, 14 January 2023, 2:48pm, Duration of call is 2 hours, 7 minutes, 9 seconds

Months have passed.

Maris and Chenle start becoming friends... and developing feelings.

It's now August.

"This August, we will have the annual Brooklyn Greensvelle Dance! And for this one, as usual, you will have a few weeks to ask anybody to the dance! It doesn't matter if you want to make it nice or not, as long as it's like a prom-posal, it's fine!"

Brooklyn Greensvelle Dance.

This is a tradition and an annual event. Everyone goes there. Maris, well, one time went for it too. To her, it was kind of bad. But this time, she wanted to make a little effort for it.

"So, prof, if you mean ask anybody, you mean all of us can ask almost anybody? Unlike the past years?"

"Yes, Maris. Anybody."

Anybody.

Anyone.

"Anybody... so..."

We know signs. We see them. Almost everything.

"If anyone..." Chenle then looks at Maris, knowing that she's thinking what he's thinking. What even are they thinking? Promposals. Sure, maybe she'll do the promposal, maybe he'll do it. Does it matter? Does it depend? Maybe, it does.

"You're thinking what I'm thinking," Maris blurts out, still looking at Chenle while the professor was explaining about the Greensvelle Dance. "And you want to do it... don't you?"

"Okay, now that I have explained everything, class dismissed." The professor declares, which had made Maris and Chenle rush to the door as they knew what they were thinking about. As in, what the both of them are actually thinking about, right now, right here.

As Maris and Chenle parted ways, they ran to different directions. They were looking for a professor that can help them to make a good promposal. Again, it takes 3 weeks to make a promposal, because in 3 weeks, that's the dance! No one can ask them anymore.. nobody.

"Professor Do?"

"Sir Ten?"

And there it goes.

"Oh, Maris! What should be it that you called me right now?" Doyoung responds, stopping in the middle of the hallway. He smiled, fixing his glasses and the books he's currently carrying right now. Maris smiled, chuckling. "I need you to help me for my promposal." said Maris, fixing her shirt. "Greensvelle is in 3 weeks, and I need to make the best promposal ever. Can you be a volunteer for me?"

Doyoung smiled, nodding before he responds, "Yes! Sure, I would love to help you. What do you need?" as they walk away to an empty classroom that he uses often.

"Chenle! What do you need?" Ten then stops by a corner, pulling Chenle. Chenle then responds, "Can you help me for my Greensvelle promposal? Pleaaaase?" He pouted, giving puppy eyes as he knows Ten will say no. But, luckily, he said yes. "Alright, alright, you don't need to make puppy eyes. It's a yes." Chenle jumped, smiling. "Although I might have to teach you some things as you're still a new student. Let me help you." as they also walk away to an empty classroom, unused.

"Now, Maris, I will have to ask you: is this your first.. Greensvelle?" Doyoung walks around the classroom as he tried writing down things on the whiteboard to help Maris. "No, Professor. It's my second."

"Ah! Your second, I see.." He wrote down the things in the whiteboard, checking at Maris who was still sat on the table. "By any other question.. who do you want to go to the dance with?"

This was pretty tough. Pretty, pretty tough.

"Now, Chenle, this must be your first right?" Ten sits down beside Chenle, looking at him before he kept things in mind in order to help the boy. "Yes, it's my first." said Chenle. He was pretty nervous about all this promposal-dance thing, since this is his first dance as during junior and senior prom, he had nobody with him those moments.

"Now, let me ask, who do you want to ask to the dance by any other.. chance?"

Oh, please, we all know what they're thinking.

"Chenle."

"Maris."

"Chenle?" Doyoung widens his eyes, scoffing as he wrote it down again. "Didn't you tell me you hated him back then?"

"I did! But I'm starting to develop feelings and somehow that makes me want to go to the dance with him... Does that feel wrong?"

"Well, hate becomes love so I don't see anything wrong.. with it.." He wanders around again, thinking about the two of them. "And besides, you feel safe around him right?"

What a question.

"Yes, I do."

"Maris... isn't that Jaemin's sister? Whom you hate?" Ten then asks, remembering who Maris was. "Huh, can't believe that changed from hate to love," He chuckled, making the boy seem a little, teeny bit shy.

"Maybe, maybe." He shyly responded, holding his hands nervously. "I mean... I feel safe around her."

"I may feel safe around him but anyhow, whenever I'm with him it's like hell for 20 minutes or more. It's like, he's in hell with me."

Doyoung giggles, now going towards Maris to face her.

"Alright, alright, did you bring some stuff for you to prepare this thing?"

"Nuh-uh, just some pens."

"Ah, I see."

”I see that, you do feel safe around her.” Ten smiles, giggling and walking around the empty, messy classroom.

”She just reminds me, that love is always around me and that makes me feel the safest around her. Whenever I feel scared, I remind myself that Maris stays with me and then I’m not scared anymore.”

”So, it’s like, when you’re scared, you remind yourself of her telling you to not be scared and suddenly you’re not fearing of anything? That’s… wow.”

”Exactly, sir. She makes me remind myself that I’ll always keep a smile whenever I’m with her.”

Love has never been this colorful and vivid all along around.

Love has never, ever, felt this powerful and loud around an empty room.

”But, nevertheless, it’s like, he makes me feel like I’m really not scared of anything, at this point.”

Doyoung chuckles, looking at Maris while he crossed his arms, feet tapping on the ground. "I see, so apparently that just shifted?" asked Doyoung, in which Maris nodded.

"He just... reminds me that he stays with me nevertheless. When I mean that, it's like, when I'm alone, he's just there to... to stay. To comfort me. To keep me safe. To protect me." She spoke quietly, sighing as she looked around while she sat there in the desk chair with Doyoung, who is currently still wandering around the classroom thinking of stuff to make up for a single dance promposal. He wants Maris to go smoothly over the promposal, hoping that nothing would go bad.

"Alright, I got your back, Maris. I'll get you the most special promposal ever, promise."

"You bet that?"

"Of course, I do, tsk." Doyoung clicks his tongue, smiling at Maris before he winked, making Maris giggle and laugh at the sudden gesture.

"Maris is next door..." Chenle hears the laugh coming from the west, realizing that it was Maris as she recognizes her laugh... and her pitch whenever she does it. He came closer to the wall, hearing Doyoung speak and apparently her, which, considered obvious, made Chenle jealous. Seeing his smile fading having to know she is in a room with a guy he doesn't know made Ten concerned. He walked there, hearing all that conversation while looking at Chenle.

"Oh, my... you seem jealous." Little did they know, Maris can hear all the fuss going on from the east at the walls. It's obvious. "For what are you jealous, Le.... I'm sure she's just getting help from someone for promposals, that's why."

In fact he was right, but unfortunately.... as you know Chenle, he doesn't believe in things such as those (because as the tables have turned.... Chenle is the obsessed yet delusional one for Maris. Ever imagine how a few seconds ago he was probably thinking of him and Maris kissing under a fireworks show then suddenly get jealous because Doyoung's there with Maris? Crazy...)

"It's impossible she's getting help from promposals, it's clear she's probably flirting with another man right now when I'm here.... I wish I'm him." He sighs, sitting down while hearing everything from beside. Ten chuckles, sitting down too and looking at him, shaking his head. Chenle got curious, wondering, "Why are you chuckling? This isn't funny that I like Maris and---"

Something cuts him off and it's realizing that actually Maris can hear the conversation from beside because he can hear what she says too! Which... I deem... extremely embarrassing, even though the Lees and Suhs told Maris about it like 7 months before... which until now Maris doesn't really forget as it's in her mind ever since. It never erases... it's like things written in the whiteboard using a permanent marker.

"Realized just now that Maris can hear all of your blabbering beside?" Ten chuckles, again, teasing Chenle before he shushed him, covering his face in embarrassment. "You're dead, Chenle. You're dead."

"Shush! I can't believe that happened..." Little did Chenle know, again, Maris knows. She's been hiding it for literally 7 months without any notice because she didn't want Chenle to know... because she's gonna be killed right on the spot.

Doyoung, on the other hand, gave Maris some advice for the dance. "So, if you're gonna ask him to the dance, make it a little glittery. Make a sign that---"

Until something had cut them off at the moment; Chenle and his blabbering from the not-so-soundproof-walls. Doyoung stopped walking around the classroom just to hear all that blabbering from the wall, and so did Maris who also stopped writing to hear the blabbering from it, too. When Chenle said all that "crush" thingies, Maris wasn't surprised. She's known all this from 7 months ago, of course she's familiar about the things her crazy-boy cousins told her in the picnic.

"Is-- Is Chenle saying he likes you?" Doyoung whispers, making sure Chenle didn't hear that conversation as he knows he's really close to that wall right now trying to hear the conversations they're talking about right now. "Oh my-- oh my??"

Doyoung acts surprised, not just because of Chenle but how unsurprised Maris looks as if she knows everything indeed. She shrugged, looking at the latter before she nodded. Having a boy her age like her for 15 years was so... normal to her. It was like, something that she was already used to.

"Why are you not surprised?? He likes you back, isn't that amazing?" He whispers back, looking around incase. Thankfully, on the other hand, Ten and Chenle couldn't hear their secret whispering as they thought everything just got silent after Chenle suddenly blabbered about how much he likes Maris. He, maybe, thinks that Maris found out now and suddenly she's surprised! She is just standing there shocked and couldn't speak anymore! Which, actually, is not what's happening right now.

"I'm not surprised because I've known this for 7 months because of my cousins..." She sighs, shrugging again before continuing to write whatever was on the whiteboard. Meanwhile, Doyoung was just there shocked and silenced and... speechless after it. It's not Maris who's surprised but Doyoung, as if he's the one who got someone to like him completely.

"So you're not surprised?"

"Tsk, it's been obvious."

It has been obvious, after all.

"Why can't you hear anything...?"

"Well.... okay."

"Because they're probably not speaking or they're speechless! You've caused silence, Chenle."

"Huh?? Just because I said I like Maris??"

"Maybe... because she finds out you like her so she's silent right now because you just accidentally blabbered on a non-soundproof wall."

"Shhhh! I don't want her to know!"

Unfortune for them. Even Jaemin probably told Maris about it. Too bad.

"Are they still blabbering on the wall???" Maris accidentally says it out loud, looking at the wall which leads to the blabbering. She paused her writing for the meantime, closing the ballpen as she walked closer to the wall, sitting down and sticking her ear like what Chenle is doing right now, slowly hearing the conversation.

"Did she say she heard the blabbering???" Chenle asks Ten who was in front of him, getting nervous as he realized Maris actually heard the blabbering. He just sat still, trying his best to hear more of it.

"She totally did hear the blabbering." Ten responds, nodding before he scooted closer to the wall to hear Maris and Doyoung from next door. Though, Doyoung was silent but Maris was on the wall, too.

"Dang it! Now I'm doomed!"

"It's fine, Le."

"It is never fine to know I got heard! Now she's gonna tease me all day about that!"

"That what? You like her?"

"She's next door, Sir!"

"My bad!"

"Oh... god."

"They're bickering about the blabbering. Come here," She beckons Doyoung, giggling and chuckling while she continued to listen from next door. Doyoung walks to the wall, sitting down in front of Maris and getting to hear everything that was happening from the other wall.

"Hah, seems like Chenle is over-the-wall-embarrassed."

"Shut up, Maris!" Chenle screams from the other wall, after hearing clearly that Maris is probably making fun of him with Doyoung. Well, it's kind of true that he's embarrassed and flustered over there and well, thank god she can't see how flustered he is right now (but is kind of terrified Ten would tell Maris...)

"After I heard the blabbering? Okay, so you're not embarrassed?" She asks him, chuckling as she didn't actually want Chenle to know she's known it as she wanted to surprise him with it by, like, maybe the day of the promposal.

"I am embarrassed! I don't wanna hear you say it. Nope."

"Say what?"

"Damn it, nevermind,"

"Huh, alright, seems weird of you."

Timeskip: at home with Jaemin (Chenle)

"Okay, calm down, Chenle. You blabbered on the wall about you liking her? And she heard it?"

Jaemin himself knew that this day would finally come. It's finally wonderland for him because of the incident! Wow! Next thing is that Maris and Chenle confess to each other and then again it's Disneyland in Jaemin's world! Finally! World peace! But again, Chenle and Maris feel like they're trapped inside a cage apparently by Jaemin because of how crazy obsessed he is with the two of them. It's like wonderland for him but torture hell for the two of them. Shame.

"..... Uh-huh?" He pauses a moment before he speaks, not even wanting to speak up even more. He just sat there, dozed off. Jaemin was over there, staring at him in confusion yet joy on his crazy mindset. It's like, two emotions reacting, like a 'Yay! I'm happy, but what is it again?' situation type of thing.

"Oh, well..." Jaemin stands up, facing Chenle, "If she heard it then what'd she say?"

That's the exciting part, well, for Jaemin. For Chenle, it's not exciting but still so embarrassing and.... mind-haunting.

"She said nothing but made fun of me in the other room." Jaemin laughed, knowing that it's pretty much a Maris thing that she makes fun of someone doing a super embarrassing thing around her (especially Chenle). He sat down again, not even responding as he didn't react much about it.

"What? Don't you hate it when Maris does that?"

"Damn, who told you I hated Maris making fun of embarrassing things?"

Apparently, Jaemin never hated it. I mean, Jaemin makes fun of really embarrassing awkward stuff too... sometimes.

"You...?"

"Stupid, I told you Maris making fun of embarrassing stuff is what she got from me, not that I hated it!"

"Huh? You said that...?" Chenle, in shock and confusion, sat up from his seat as he realized, Jaemin didn't actually hate Maris making fun of embarrassing situations. It's maybe that he heard it from somebody else or he misheard it wrong (most likely mishearing).

"What do you mean I said that, of course I did! Did you by any chance mishear it or something?"

"I think I did mishear that..." Chenle admits to mishearing Jaemin, scratching his head as he clicked his tongue, chuckling awkwardly and softly. Jaemin sighs, putting his arm around Chenle's shoulder, scooting closer to him. He looked at Chenle, smiling softly as he chuckles while he rolled his sleeves up and laid his head on Chenle's shoulder.

"It's fine. Forget it anyway," He responds to him, clicking his tongue and hugging him softly as he wrapped his arms around the other. He nods, doing an "okay" gesture at Jaemin before he slightly moved away from the older. With that, Jaemin sulked. "Hey, why are you drifting away from me??"

Chenle then looks at him, laughing as Jaemin sulked and pouted at him just because he slightly moved away from him the moment he wrapped his arms around him. "Did Renjun even give you hugs or you're just that touch-deprived?" He asks while he laughed, with Jaemin pulling him closer for a tighter hug.

"Duh, Renjun gave me hugs!" He responds again, rolling his eyes while he hugged and embraced the other tightly. "It's you that I miss hugging."

"Why did you not hug me the past few days? All you did was talk and not hug... me?"

"Renjun would be mad!"

"Why would he be mad?"

"Cause he's jealous," Jaemin pouted again, sighing while he was held by Chenle (though he didn't want it) at the couch, two of them only. And yes, Renjun is actually a jealous type of person because, whenever he sees whoever being with Jaemin, he's gonna end up texting him because of how jealous he is which causes them and Jaemin to separate for him to go to Renjun quick.

"I thought you're the jealous type?"

Who in the world is giving Chenle the wrong information for things? Why does he misheard things like, all the damn time? What makes him think of things wrong and what even makes him hear things wrong either? Not even Jaemin. Not even Renjun, or Haechan, either.

"I'm not the jealous type," He sighs at the other, looking at him before he let go of him just to face him. "What made you even think I'm the jealous type?"

"I don't know..."

"Oh, I know: just because I'm a top in a relationship means I'm the jealous type? Not all tops are jealous, Chenle."

Bingo.

"Damn it, Jaemin. It's not about that," He sighed, rolling his eyes at the older. "I just think you're the jealous type because you look like it."

In fact, Renjun and Chenle are always jealous for things. Earlier, Chenle was jealous.

"Maybe you're the jealous type, not me nor Renjun," the latter responds, looking at him as he guesses if Chenle is the real jealous type. And, again, bingo! Chenle is the jealous type. He would totally not let any man (excluding the Lee cousins... and also Renjun & Jaemin) hold, touch, or see Maris in any way possible. No, he would not let that happen to her. No, he would not let anyone approach or go near Maris (except if it's her brother, her brother in-law, her cousins since she's safe around them). The moment Jaemin guessed about *that* trait, Chenle suddenly widened his eyes, sat up as he perked up at what he said. He hesitatntly nodded, chuckling awkwardly. "I am... the jealous type."

That made Jaemin perk up either as he smirked and chuckled, coming closer to Chenle, responding. "Ooooh-hohoho, you're the jealous type, huh???" He smiled, shaking Chenle gently. "Jaemin--- does everything related to me and Maris perk you up for no reason...?" He asks, which perked Jaemin a little more. Chenle, in the other hand, is a little bit concerned for Jaemin's craziness for the two. "It does perk me up! I just like seeing Maris and you together because you would make a good couple toge--"

Kaboom.

"We're home, Jaemin!" Maris opens the door with her keys, appearing with shopping bags from the mall, resulting in a shopping spree with Renjun who was beside her right now, holding other shopping bags. She smiled and looked at Renjun, giggling at how much money they spent using Renjun's card. Apparently, Renjun wanted to take Maris shopping because today was, from what Renjun calls it, Thursday Pay-day. Usually, when Renjun gets paid on the 3rd Thursday of the month, he takes Maris shopping for anything whatever needed.

"I took Maris shopping because Greensvelle is about in a few weeks so... I bought her dresses, heels, accessories, and whatever she wants. I also bought some clothes and stuff for myself too so that all my money is spent for pay-day, like how it usually is for me." Renjun tells the two, showing off the shopping bags before he set them down in the kitchen counters, helping Maris set them down too. He then came in front of the two of them, sitting down on the floor.

On the other hand, after Jaemin and Chenle heard the keys inserted inside the door knob, they kept silent and awkward ever since Jaemin blurted out about how good a relationship between Maris and Chenle would have. They were flabbergasted-- more like, shocked and scared; terrified. They got a little nervous as Maris and Renjun sit on the floor, which results in Jaemin and Chenle looking at each other, chuckling embarrassingly and awkwardly. He whispers to Chenle, "That was a really close one," with Chenle responding. "I can not believe you said that!"

We can not believe Jaemin said that.

Timeline: 10:37AM, August 19, 2023, Brooklyn Estada University

"You're planning to do a sign?" Ten asks the younger, who is currently sitting down in a vacant chair inside his empty classroom. He nods, thinking of more ways about it.

"So, you're planning to show up at his house while he's gone with Jaemin, so he'll end up coming home with his interior decorated in the dining room, stating 'Zhong Chenle, will you dance with me?' That's... that's pretty creative," Doyoung bites the top of his pencil, tapping his feet on the wooden floor while listening to Maris and her ideas inside his classroom that is apparently vacant due to the schedule input.

"Yeah and... Professor Do... I actually need you to be there with me for that happening." She asks permission to Doyoung, looking around before she wrote down the things she thought of earlier. "I'm terrified it won't go well without you so... can you be with me?" which results in Doyoung nodding at her and saying it, "Yes, sure!"

Chenle didn't hear the permission, but heard the "can you be with me." You can already see how jealous Chenle looks from next door, as they're in the same place from 2 days ago. He again went near the wall, with Ten following him, sitting down and sticking his ear in it to hear.

"Who is Maris with?" said Chenle, interested in the talk over. "Oh my... Maris has a boyfriend?" Chenle suddenly surprises himself with what he was assuming, with Ten not even sure if Maris does have a boyfriend or that's his bestfriend, Doyoung over the other room.

Again, Maris hears it. She looked at Doyoung, with her eyes widened after she found out about what Chenle just said; which is him saying that Maris has a boyfriend! Wow! Even Doyoung got shocked. about it. After that, Maris and Doyoung just looked at each other awkwardly while Chenle continued blabbering on the other room. Then, they laughed about it and then started clapping while they laughed silently, which makes it that all you can hear is clapping and heavy breathing from the laughing.

And then, here goes Chenle who is apparently traumatized over something that... we don't know yet. And that is: Chenle assuming and thinking Maris and Doyoung are having sex from the other room because he heard clapping and heavy breathing! And maybe thuds because of the stomping and the crazy laughing while on the chairs together. When Chenle heard all that, he mouthed "What the hell???" to Ten, which caused him to chuckle.

Ten didn't find it weird. He already knew they were laughing about what Chenle said because he clearly heard the laughing, but Chenle didn't because he wasn't as close as Ten was to the wall when he heard all that.

Timeline: 28 August, 2023, 1 week before the Greensvelle Dance

Right now, currently, Ten and Chenle are at the open school hallways to walk around looking for a place to plan the promposal and finalize the materials. Once they passed through the Amanda Greensvelle Park, he paused his words and stopped walking not because he felt something unwell, but to spot Maris from a few meters away with her professor, Doyoung. That time he spotted the two, his smile, which caused by thinking about having the best promposal he could do, turned into a frown. He was thinking and assuming that Doyoung was her boyfriend because of how close they look to each other (When, up close, they're literally both writing down things because Doyoung is gonna project these ideas to Maris for her to write it down) and how Maris looked so happy around him, smiling and all that which caused Doyoung to pat her softly.

"What's wrong, Chenle? Feeling unwell?" Then, the latter asks Chenle if he's feeling unwell because of how he paused between words and suddenly stopped walking. Chenle just continued watching the two, which caused Ten to also look at them. He chuckles, seeing his bestfriend, Doyoung, be with Maris to get some help. "Hm, seems like it's about Maris, huh?" replied him, which results in Chenle nodding while watching. He knew that he was assuming Doyoung is Maris's boyfriend, and that he was probably getting jealous at the two. By the thought of it, he chuckled, putting his arm around Chenle's shoulder, replying, "I can see you're jealous, and you may have an excuse or reason to state it to me when I know you're being jealous for no absolute reason." in which, Chenle got confused.

"What in the world do you mean with I have no reason to be jealous?? Maris has a boyfriend! How can I not be jealous---" Chenle semi-yells, but gets cut off when Ten shushed him just to tell him,

"Shhhh. That's Professor Do."

Who now??

"Who??"

"Maris's professor...? Didn't she tell you about him... by any chance?" Ten, suddenly concerned, asks Chenle about the Professor by any chance. He thought that Chenle already knew about Professor Do. He thought that Chenle already knew about him because he thought that Maris already told him by any chance but well, no, she didn't. She never actually told him about it by any chance by then.

"No... she didn't..."  Chenle was still shocked. He was kind of embarrassed but at the same time he wasn't. A few minutes later, he realized that the guy he thought Maris was having sex with (in which, she didn't) was her professor and that he wasn't her boyfriend at all. He turned around just to face Ten, eyes widened and pretty much shocked.

"You're telling me her professor had sex with her??? On the other room 9 days ago????" asks Chenle, who is, again, too much shocked from all of this happening. Ten shaked his head, raising an eyebrow at him. "No! She didn't have sex on the other room!" responds Ten who was just standing there pretty neutral.

"That's her professor! Why would she have sex and maybe do porn with her own professor with a wife and a child??" Ten again responds, with Chenle asking, "She did porn??? And made Doyoung cheat on his wife??? Making her a mistress?"

"No, Chenle! What the heck are you talking about?" This was the moment Ten got so icked out by Chenle. He got so icked out that he backed off a little bit. "What the hell is making you think of this?"

"Oh-- wait... Oh." Chenle suddenly realizes that he kind of heard those wrong. He then covered his mouth with his left palm, sitting down in the bench as he got so embarrassed after that happened.

"And then you'll get pink decorations and golden balloons for the promposal inside his house? Huh... does he like pink?"

"He... he does. He really loves pink."

"Huh, okay..."

Right now, Maris and Doyoung are sitting somewhere in the park, writing down the plans Maris will be doing for later. Whilst that is happening, Ten and Chenle already leave the venue after they spent a few minutes out there. Good thing Maris didn't notice the two so it was totally fine.

"Again, I need you there later. You're gonna help me with the decorations and the balloons."

"Uh-huh... I swear I'll take a ride with you inside Jaemin's car later," Doyoung chuckles while he responded, winking and tongue clicking at her. She also giggled, putting up a thumbs up. "Alright, also we should buy materials at Target because I kind of maybe forgot to do so yesterday...? Because of, well, you know who."

We already know who!

"Jaemin?"

"Of course, my brother who is soooo interested in my love life." She rolled her eyes, finishing her notes before she closed her notebook and fixed her hair while she looked at the older. He looks back, smiling as he closed the notebook wishing the best for Maris. He responds, "Well, I guess he's just waiting for a time you get a boyfriend, I guess..."

"As he always is." She chuckles, rolling her eyes. Her rolling her eyes made Doyoung laugh, reminding him of the days when Ten forced him to get a boyfriend just because it was a solution for him so that he won't get jealous, like what Maris is currently going through right now. He placed his head on his left palm, playing with his pen while probably listening to whatever Maris is saying right now.

"You know, Professor, Jaemin is kind of irritating sometimes-- everytime he asks me about Chenle I get so irritated like does he really know I hate him? This is why I haven't told him about me liking Chenle back because I know he'd be extremely excited about it by then, like for example if I did tell him about me liking Chenle he's gonna probably throw a party and give cake to the neighbors," She rolls her eyes again, sighing as her explaining that would be a common thing Jaemin would do. I mean, yeah, Jaemin would really do that just because Maris just shared a secret she never wanted to share to him, ever.

"Huh, I do see that," He laughed, fixing his glasses. "I mean, Jaemin gets excited because you're stuck with Chenle... which makes total sense because I guess after years of persuading Chenle to confess to you and then the time coming now he got so happy because he wanted this to happen, so that makes total sense and I get you."

Since when did Jaemin persuade Chenle to confess to Maris in the past and why did Jeno nor Renjun tell her about this? After all the stuff that Jeno had spilled in the picnic date a few months ago, it wasn't really as obvious as it is that Jeno hid one thing: Chenle wanting to confess to Maris 6 years ago but didn't as he *falsely* found out she had a boyfriend. The thing is, Maris never had a boyfriend and never in her life she had one. It was probably just a rumor after seeing Taeyong be with her just because Taeyong took her to get ice cream and then shopped with her like what Renjun does to her almost every single payday. It's just that Taeyong got busier he no longer can give her ice cream on payday.

"Oh... well, I see that."

Maybe yeah, he did confess which was hidden.

Timeline: 4:13 pm, 28 August 2023, Chenle's house

All the materials have been prepared, now currently Doyoung is blowing balloons, and Maris is calling Ten just to tell her about the plan and maybe be part of it too. Chenle currently texted her, saying, "Meet me in my house tonight" but at the moment, she is at the house. While Doyoung blew balloons, Ten arrives.

"Hey, so you called," Ten opens the door, setting his stuff down and removing his coat before he headed to Maris and Doyoung. Doyoung paused all his balloon blowing as he settled the inflator pump down to the table. "I diiiid call. Does Chenle know you left for a personal circumstance?"

"He does, he's with Jaemin right now," He exclaims, with Maris gesturing an OK sign before she proceeded to do her stuff.

Chenle actually prepared something in his room, for Maris to get to. But, Maris already gave him a surprise at the dining room at the kitchen, so it's two-for-two... maybe!

"Also, hey Do!" He greets him, waving as he came to help Doyoung with the balloons while it wasn't really that late yet for anything.

Whilst Maris was hanging the balloons, she sensed that Ten kind of wanted to tell something to her that he couldn't hide any further. She approached him, whispering. "Spill your tea, Sir. I know you've been hiding that and you just can't hide it any further."

"Ugh, you got me, alright, I'll tell ya," He whispers back, beckoning her to the living room as she tells Doyoung they'll be back. Then, he whispers again, saying, "So, Chenle actually decorated his room for you for the promposal."

That didn't leave Maris surprised. She chuckled, responding, "Huh, pretty common of Chenle to do that."

In fact, it was true. It was common of Chenle to do that.

Then, suddenly, Chenle texted.

Now texting: Chenle

Chenle:

Hi

I'm coming there now. We're on the way

Maris:

kay

hope your car crashes you're a bad driver

Chenle:

Rude

But are you at my house right now waiting?

Maris:

of course

Chenle:

Okay

Just wait

4:20 pm

"Oh, crap!" As Maris hears the notification, she stood up, running to Doyoung as she yelled, "He's coming! Hide ASAP!" and as Doyoung hung the last balloon, he hid under a table in the kitchen, and then Ten hid at his room. Maris just stayed at the living room for minutes before Chenle arrives, setting down his coat and stuff at the hanger before he sat down beside her. "Hey." He greets her before he wraps her arm around her shoulder.

"Hey, too." She replies, smiling brightly as he stood up. "Follow me."

And then, there had the best scene everyone could never reenact. Ever.

As they went upstairs, he opens the door just to see Ten over there as he smiled, leading her to a room for her to see stars around the ceiling and a sign hanging on the wall, saying, "Dance with me?" as he smiled brightly. He took the sign hanging, as he knelt down in one knee.

"Maris Celine Lee-Na, May I, Zhong Chenle, take you to the Amanda Parks-Greensvelle Dance?"

And there he was, prom-posing to her.

And then, she nodded.

She nods, and there was only one answer she can say:

"Yes, Chenle, I will dance with you."

She said yes. She did.

Chenle smiles, standing up as he hugged her, looking at Ten who pulled up a thumbs up as he winked, giggling. He then held her hands as he let the sign go, ready to say a word.

"Other than that, I just want to say--- I like you. I like you so much. I've felt this way for already 9 years. I really love you, Maris-- and I'll always feel this way for you."

In which, she nodded, "I know, silly. I like you too."

And kaboom, her promposal was scrapped, instantly.

"You do...?"

"Of course, silly-- and I've known all of that since then."

"How do you know I've liked you for 9 years?"

"I know everything, it was obvious."

And then, throughout there it was. A whole new relationship.

"Okay, now, what are we?" Now that they're into this situation now, what are they? Are they... crushes? Friends? No longer enemies?

"In a relationship."

And this was the start of something new, indeed.

[aajjks]

TPOL!JK

your jaw drops when ji-ae mentions chaeyoung having an inside man to tamper with the test results and it’s likely she does have a mole. she too was nervous about the results. it was as if there was a chance the results could state otherwise but if she’s so sure he’s the father then why did she look so nervous?

“i do think it’s possible she might have a mole because she was just as nervous as us when the nurse read the results” you admit “after the nurse read the probability, she was all cocky again” and now ji-ae is convinced that there must be someone working with her. this is why you’re thinking of adopting jaemin because his mother is just using him. the infant doesn’t deserve that so when jungkook asks if that’s running through your mind, you nod your head.

“either we take sole custody or have a loving family take care of him but first, we have to figure out if there’s a mole or not” and jungkook is onboard. while chaeyoung is thinking she broke up their happy family, the two of you are devising a plan to take chaeyoung down once and for all with jungkook volunteering to go see chaeyoung at the hospital.

“what? no”

“jungkook should go, y/n. only because i don’t want you to put your hands on her and she’s more responsive to jungkook than you. she doesn’t like you and probably thinks she broke the two of you up”

“you’re right! act like we broke up and get her to confess. tell her all the things she wants to hear jungkook. she’s responsive when you’re affectionate”

“yeah, butter her up kookie. cry on her shoulder and make it seem like the two of you actually broke up. when she mentions y/n you can’t give those big puppy eyes i blessed you with”

you snicker at ji-ae and it gets jungkook to laugh as well. you walk him to the front door and hand him the keys to your car.

“i know you hate being affectionate with her but just show her a little love. use those acting skills of yours and say what she likes. do NOT let her bite you, voice record everything, and be safe okay?” you lean up to press a kiss to jungkook’s cheek “i love you, okay?” you whisper and after that, he leaves you with ji-ae to see chaeyoung at the hospital.

He says I love you back to you before heading out to see the supposed mother of his child, as he’s driving to the hospital, he cannot help but think about just how strong you are as a person and as a partner. You have everything he lacks.

Emotional intelligence, the power to let go, the patience to listen, emotional maturity, healthy way of loving. He is crying to himself as he’s driving because he’s just so ashamed of what he’s done to you.

And he has to make her believe that you broke up.

Of course, he’s not going to let her bite him and he’s going to voice record everything. After driving for a few minutes he’s parking in the hospital parking lot.

He doesn’t waste time to enter the hospital and take the elevator to the fourth floor, where she is staying, Jungkook sighs, as he prepares himself to act.

He was a good actor since childhood.

He calms down after coming out of the elevator he’s knocking at her door. He doesn’t wait for anyone to open it, he goes inside.

She is going to be so surprised him, she’s not expecting him that’s for sure. Jungkook peaks a look at her and she’s still awake but the baby is probably sleeping.

Jungkook closes his eyes and remembers your face.

Okay… kook you can do this!

“C-Chaeyoung!!!!!” Taking her by surprise, he calls out her name. Jungkook approaches her bed with frantic energy, his eyes are red because of all the crying he did in the car.

Time to put on a show, honestly, if he wasn’t a businessman, he was definitely going to become an idol or an actor.

“S-She broke up with me!!! T-That bitch left me.” he cringes internally when he calls you a bitch…. He feels so bad.. “I-I thought she loved me but- as soon as she saw the baby… she left me…” he cries as he goes to her.

“She said that even you deserved better than to have an asshole like me—- she called me a manwhore and so many names…” he’s squinting his eyes, biting his lip.

“C-Chae… she left me…” he whispers, “I-I felt so bad.. she made me realize how bad I was to you…. You’ve given me a beautiful son and she- ugh… she never valued my love. You were right she chose her peace over me once again…”

Jungkook sobs dramatically, “she even slapped me so hard…” he pouts. “I-I realized just how different you and her really are.

You’re a psychotic bitch and she’s an angel.

“Y-You can do anything for me, and she always expects me to do everything for her!! I-I’m so sorry I was just here to tell you how regretful I am for how I’ve behaved with you…”

[freakynct]

「𝒂-𝒛 𝒂𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒚𝒔𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔」

— na jaemin

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a; aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

jaemin is so caring after sex, probably one of the most caring members, he absolutely has to make sure that you're alright and taken care of. i know this is not an aftercare aspect but i totally see him as the type to finish you by eating you out if you didn't cum during sex. he goes all out with aftercare, helps you walk or even carries you, takes a shower or has a bath with you and does all the work of washing you clean, gives you his sweater to sleep in and cuddles and kisses you until you fall asleep in his arms. everything for his baby

b; body part (their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

i feel like jaemin sees your body as something precious to him and he makes sure you know that, but i feel like he has a soft spot for your neck and eyes. on him it's probably his arms and maybe his eyes too, he really knows how to use them to his advantage

c; cum (anything to do with cum basically)

i think jaemin's favorite way of cumming is inside you. he loves the intimacy of it, especially if he gets to look into your eyes while he does so

d; dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

this is something that jaemin thinks is well hidden from everyone but what he forgets is that you're the one that does the laundry and it's pretty noticeable when your underwear starts to slowly disappear. he just can't help himself when he sees all the pretty underwear you own, thinking about how good you would look dressed in them or remembering that one time he fucked you so good in them. so he kinda gets lost in his thoughts with your panties in his hand that he slowly drags down his body until he has it wrapped around his cock and well you know the rest

e; experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

i definitely see him as someone that would much rather have sex while in a relationship, he's not one to do a lot of one night stands but he does have some experience. he has had a few partners before and he's definitely really good at what he's doing and he takes his time learning what works for you

f; favourite position (goes without saying)

i'm sorry if this comes off as predictable but i don't see jaemin enjoying any other position more than he enjoys missionary. he loves eye contact and intimacy and missionary checks all the boxes. he also gets to hold your hands and kiss you and watch how pretty you look while you cum around him. he also really enjoys to lift your legs up and hold them over his shoulders while he fucks you

g; goofy (are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

i definitely see him getting a bit more goofy sometimes, jaemin doesn't need to be all serious during sex and he knows how to balance things out. he loves teasing and making you shy so he's not afraid of making some jokes or be more playful during sex to get what he wants

h; hair (how well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

i think jaemin is pretty well groomed, he doesn't shave it all off but he likes things neat and he takes care of it

i; intimacy (how are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

i think i've mentioned this aspect a few times already but jaemin loves intimacy during sex and feeling close to you. he doesn't need to be romantic all the time to make you feel special because he naturally already makes you feel that way. however he does go all out when it comes to special occasions like anniversaries or birthdays, he likes to put in the effort and prepare something really romantic. he also loves to praise you during sex

j; jack off (masturbation headcanon)

i think this really depends on his mood, i don't think he has a set schedule for it. sometimes he feels more horny than other times but i would say that he does it regularly, not everyday but pretty often

k; kink (one or more of their kinks)

i think jaemin's main kinks would be praise, light bondage, daddy kink, foreplay, body worship, lingerie and light marking

l; location (favourite places to do it)

jaemin isn't big on sex in public places, he prefers the comfort of his home where both of you can feel comfortable and safe. i would say his favorite places are his bed and the couch

m; motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

something that really gets him going is being able to intimidate you and making you shy and sensitive to his touch. he loves seeing you at his mercy and trying to avoid eye contact, makes him confident and he thinks you look cute and that turns him on

n; NO (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

something i have the feeling jaemin wouldn't enjoy is anything involving too much pain on you. he's not really into too hardcore stuff so anything that makes him feel like he's hurting you rather than pleasuring you he won't do

o; oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

jaemin is all about giving. of course he loves when you go down on him but he loves seeing you squirm under him while he makes you feel good with his mouth and he's really good at it

p; pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

i don't see him as someone that likes really rough sex. he's more into slow but deep movements and he makes it very sensual. he makes sure every thing he does feels good to you just as much as it feels good to him. his movements might get a little faster when he's about to cum or if you ask him to go faster but besides that he likes to take his time with you

q; quickie (their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

i don't see jaemin being into quickies that much. like i said he loves to take his time and he loves foreplay and quickies are just not as fun to him so i don't see it happening that often

r; risk (are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

i feel like he prefers to be safe but he's not boring either. if he sees that you really want to experiment something new then he will try it for you but he's not one to risk it too much

s; stamina (how many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

i feel like jaemin has pretty good stamina and he can last for a really good amount of time. he likes to pleasure you above all and he won't stop until he knows you're satisfied, so if he needs to go for a long time he will

t; toy (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

i think jaemin likes smaller toys and he likes using them on you from time to time. he loves foreplay so toys are a great addition to see how far he can push you. i feel like he chooses the cutest designs and colors for the toys he uses on you but that's it, he will only use them on you, never on himself

u; unfair (how much they like to tease)

i touched on this before but he loves to tease you, so much. it's one of his favorite parts and he has managed to be able to make you wet for him just from his teasing, whether through words or by touching

v; volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make)

jaemin isn't that loud but he also doesn't feel the need to be quiet either. he knows you like to hear him too and he will be louder when you suck him off or you focus more on him as a way of praising you and showing you he's enjoying what you're doing, he knows that makes you happy. i feel like he groans and grunts more than actual moaning but he let's out some moans sometimes

w; wild card (get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

you let out a weak moan as jaemin guided your hips against his, your hands holding tight to the couch behind him, your thighs starting to burn at the constant up and down movement.

"you're doing well princess, just like i taught you." he remained calmed but the breathiness on his voice gave away how much he was enjoying seeing you ride him. "look at me baby." he said as you realized your eyes had been closed the whole time, both due to the pleasure you were feeling and to how shy you felt being this exposed to him, even if it wasn't the first time.

you slowly opened your eyes, being greeted with jaemin's cocky smirk as he confidently stared at you. your hips stopped moving involuntarily as you got lost in his gaze and you had a moment to realize how your cheeks burned and how your fingers hurt from holding onto the couch so tightly.

"don't stop now baby. i know you're so close to cumming, aren't you?" you whimpered as you felt his fingers moving slowly over your clit, encouraging you to keep moving up and down on him, the combination of his fingers and his cock inside you making you bite on your lip to suppress the moan that threatened to come out. "that's it, that's my good girl."

x; x-ray (let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

i think he's just on the average side, not big but not small either, kinda like the "perfect size" to make you feel good. i think his girth is also pretty average and he has an overall pretty dick and i feel like he's circumcised as well

y; yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

i think his sex drive is pretty normal, not too high and not too low and definitely depends on how stressed or tired he is from work. i think it's not hard to turn him on so i think his sex drive will also depend on his partner and their sex drive

z; zzz (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

like i've mentioned jaemin is big on aftercare so he won't fall asleep until you're taken care of even if he's really tired. so after sex he makes sure you're all clean and comfortable and then cuddles up with you until both of you fall asleep

[writemekpop]

You Belong to Me (Part 2) | Na Jaemin

Pairing: Na Jaemin x Reader

Summary: You dream of fucking your neighbour Jaemin, but you think your feelings are one-sided. That is, until he turns up naked at your door...

Genre: DILF!Jaemin, Suggestive

Word Count: 1k

Warning: Sexual content, stalker behaviour 

Gif: @jaemtens

Part 1 | Part 2 ⭐️

Jaemin ran his lips from your jaw to your collar bone, leaving a trail of fiery kisses. He nipped the skin of your neck, making you moan in delight. 

Jaemin kissed down your chest and slid your blouse strap down. Smirking at you, he put his mouth on your…

KNOCK KNOCK 

Your eyes snapped open. You took a look at your surroundings - your cloud-like pillows, your tiara-wearing teddy, it was all there. Just no Jaemin. You sighed. These fantasies were getting out of hand. 

It had been six days since Jaemin fixed your light bulb. Six days of fantasising about Jaemin’s mouth, the hardness of his abs, the thickness of his c- KNOCK KNOCK

You jumped out of bed, zipping up your worn jeans. You hurried to the door, opened the latch and pulled it open.

When you saw who was standing outside, your mouth dropped open. 

Jaemin was standing in the hallway – dripping wet - with nothing but a white towel hanging low on his hips. His hair was frothy with bubbles, and his muscles glistened brown in the fluorescent hallway light.  

You bit the inside of your cheek and felt a searing pain. Nope, this wasn’t a dream.  

“J-jaemin?” 

“Y/n! My shower stopped working…. I don’t mean to impose, but seeing as I was mid-shampoo, it’s kind of an emergency.” 

 “Uhh… s-sure. Come in.” 

Jaemin followed behind you into your bedroom. 

“Where’s Alexis?” you asked, mostly to remind yourself that Jaemin a married man with a child, and not someone you should be salivating over. 

“She and the baby are visiting her folks for the weekend. So I’m… all alone.” Jaemin let out a nervous laugh.  

You gulped. Jaemin’s wife was out of town… and now he was naked in your apartment. God was testing you tonight.  

You walked into your bedroom and pointed to the half-open door of the en suite. “Shower’s all yours!” 

“I can’t thank you enough, doll.” Jaemin flashed you that devastating smile before disappearing into the bathroom. 

Now that Jaemin’s naked body had left your line of vision, you could breathe. That was when you realised your room was a mess! You had to clean it, quick. 

You stuffed a pile of dirty workout clothes in the wardrobe. As you squeezed the door shut, you froze. 

“Where is it?” you gasped. You overturned the lemon-yellow blanket, yanked open your bursting drawers, you even checked behind the mirror, but the dreaded… item was nowhere to be found. 

You were petrified - there was no way Jaemin could find it. He’d never speak to you again. 

In your worry, you failed to notice that the shower sounds had stopped… 

“Looking for this?”

Jaemin’s voice made you stop dead. Cringing, you turned to face him. 

Jaemin dangled a pair of black boxers between his long fingers. “What are you doing with my underwear, Y/n?” His face was steely. 

“I can explain! I… I…” 

But how could you explain that you dug into Jaemin’s laundry basket and stole his boxers? How could you explain that his manly smell drove you mad, making you shove your fingers into your own panties right in the laundry room?

Jaemin crossed his arms, his still-wet biceps bulging. “Well?” 

You gulped. “I…”

“Are you a… pervert or something?” Jaemin narrowed his dark eyes, attempting a frown. But you saw the blush spreading up his ears, his chest rising too quickly. 

You had to think fast. 

“What if you’re the real pervert? You come here when your wife’s out of town… you b-brush past me in the hallway…” You jabbed a finger onto his steely abs. “Is your shower even broken? Or was that another ploy?” 

Jaemin’s eyes widened. He took a step back. 

“Fine! Maybe I do like you… and maybe the shower thing was a bit much…But goddamn, when I see you coming back from the gym all sweaty, I get so hard I-“

Jaemin slapped a hand over his mouth. “I’ve said too much.” 

He adjusted the towel around his hips and grabbed the latch of the door. “I’ve got to g-“

“Wait!” 

Jaemin’s feet were glued to the floor. 

You walked up and placed one hand on his back. Jaemin stiffened under your touch. 

“I like you too,” you whispered. “From the day I moved in.” 

“Y/n, I can’t … oh fuck it.” Jaemin spun around, grabbed your face in his hands and slammed his lips onto yours. 

The next second, Jaemin pulled away. “Shit, I should have asked your permission before I kissed you-“

“Just shut up, Jaemin!” You squeezed your lips onto his.

Jaemin’s mouth never left yours as he walked you backwards, till you fell onto the mattress. He climbed on top of you, his towel falling off in the process. It left him entirely naked. 

When you glimpsed his naked body, your mind began to spin. The real thing was so much better than your fantasies. 

Jaemin tugged at your jeans. “Take these off.”  

You chucked your jeans on to the floor, along with your panties. You hooked your legs around Jaemin’s waist and gripped him tight between your legs. You still couldn’t believe he was here.

The next moment, Jaemin was inside of you. He didn’t last long, and neither did you. How could you, when this was all you’d dreamt of for months? 

Jaemin flopped onto the bed beside you, still panting. “That was incredible, Y/n. But… it can’t happen again.” 

You pressed a kiss to his shoulder. 

“Never again.” you agreed. 

(But you both knew you were lying…)

Part 1 | Part 2 ⭐️

[mrkis]

nsfw a to z analysis — jeno

[version two]

A  — Aftercare jeno helps clean you up, making sure you’re okay while making flirtatious jokes about what happened mere seconds before. He wraps his arms around you to cuddle, playing with your hair to help you sleep.

B - Body Part (their favourite body part of theirs and also their partners) jeno’s favourite body part on himself is his arms, he likes the muscles and how hard he’s trained himself to get them.

his favourite body part on you are your thighs and your legs, his body buzzes with excitement whenever you wrap them around his waist.

C — Cum inside you. jeno loves filling you up. he wouldn’t admit it out loud, but he loves watching it drip out of you.

D — Dirty Secret (a dirty secret of theirs) jeno’s dirtiest secret is that he sometimes uses your underwear to help himself get off.

E — Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?) jeno isn’t super experienced but he’s not a virgin either, maybe slept with someone once or twice. but he’s pretty knowledgeable, he uses what he knows on you.

F — Favourite Position jeno likes to be facing you whenever you’re fucking, he wants to see your fucked out facial expressions, he wants to know how good he’s making you feel. jeno also likes fucking you while standing, holding you up with his arms.

G — Goofy (are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc) jeno is more serious than he is goofy, he takes sex seriously but there are odd moments where he cracks a smile or makes you laugh on purpose.

H — Hair (how well groomed they are) jeno goes between trimming the area or completely bare, he won’t let his hair go out of control.

I — Intimacy (how are they during the moment, romantic aspect…) jeno is only romantic during sex when he’s making love to you, caressing your body and kissing every inch of your skin. although, he occasionally lets a “i love you” slip past his slips when he’s railing you into the bed. 

J — Jacking Off doesn’t masturbate a lot considering you’re by his side most of the time, but sometimes when he’s alone or if you’re busy, he rubs one out to get rid of some pent up stress or to wear down his energy.

K — Kink(s) his kinks are light choking, thigh riding, creampies, spanking and sensory deprivation. 

L — Location either in one of your bedrooms or the shower. he loves fucking you against the shower wall, it’s his favourite location.

M — Motivation (what turns them on, what gets them going) he gets turned on by you trying to rile him up or make him jealous, especially if you let your hands linger on one of his members for too long. jaemin is usually the culprit, he secretly likes seeing you tease his best friend. 

N — No although jeno wouldn’t mind trying out new kinks, he’s not a fan of sharing you with anyone else. threesomes are a no go and will shut it down if you ever bring it up. sorry. 

O — Oral he prefers giving than receiving which is a win for you. don’t get him wrong, he loves having your lips wrapped around his cock but there’s something about eating you out that makes him go frantic.

P — Pace (are they fast or rough, slow or sensual, etc) hard and fast. non stop. no breaks or time outs. good luck.

Q — Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often it happens, etc) jeno doesn’t mind quickies. they don’t happen often but when they do, it’s something he enjoys, especially the ones where you have to keep quiet

R — Risk (are they game to experiment, would they take risks, etc) he’s 100% game to experiment certain things and take risks. he isn’t afraid to try out new things, to test the waters on some new kinks that you both have discovered

S — Stamina (how many rounds they can go for, how long do they last) jeno can definitely go for more than two rounds, his stamina is crazily insane. 

T — Toys (do they own toys, do they use them) he’s not a fan of toys, he likes to think that you’re all he needs. he wouldn’t mind investing in some vibrators and cock rings if you brought it up, but right now he’s pretty content with you using him to get yourself off.

U — Unfair (how much they like to tease) he’s not as big of a tease as you think. sure, there are times where he makes you hold off on your orgasm or pretend he’s going to touch you but other than that, he’ll happily give you what you want.

V — Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make) deep grunts and low moans that turns into breathy moans when he’s close to cumming. jeno only let’s out really high pitched noises and whimpers when he’s desperate or haven’t been with you for so long.

W — Wild Card “that’s my baby” jeno coos through heavy breaths, relentlessly pounding inside you as you cling to him for support, wincing as your back aches from being held against the wall for so long and jeno chuckles, gripping your thighs tightly as he hoists you higher.

your moans echo throughout his room, his name spilling from your lips like a broken record and you couldn’t care less if the member next door could hear what was going on.

“you take me so well, baby” jeno grunts into your ear. “you wont make me jealous again, right? you know how good i give it to you when you’re a good girl”

X — X-ray (let’s see what’s going on in their pants, picture or words) just over average, more girth than length. he knows how to use it well.

Y — Yearning (how high is their sex drive?) surprisingly not high, but he does enjoy having sex with you. jeno doesn’t constantly yearn to be inside you, but he wouldn’t back down a chance to get down to business if you offered.

Z — Zzz… (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards) he’s most definitely tired after using up all his stamina but he’s the type to wait for you to fall asleep first, no matter how sleepy he is.

[tyongxnct]

𝑟𝑎𝑟𝑒 - 𝐿𝑒𝑒 𝐻𝑎𝑒𝑐𝘩𝑎𝑛

pairing: Haechan x reader

special guest: Mark, Jaemin

summary: You were always giving and giving, but you never received anything. Haechan stopped showing you how much he loved you and cared for you, but you never stopped caring for him and loving him. You were always there whenever he needed you. You did everything you could to make him happy. You let him use you but when you had enough and broke up with him, he realized that his biggest mistake was letting someone like you go. You were one in a million and he lost you.

song: rare - Selena Gomez

genre: breakup!au, college!au, angst

warnings: mention of sex, alcohol consumption, swearing

word count: 5,5k

A/N: this is the second short story of my series! I hope you enjoy and I recommend you to listen to rare by Selena Gomeu while reading :)) This is pure ficition!

© tyongxnct on all platforms

Baby

You've been so distant from me lately And lately Don't even want to call you baby

“Baby?”

No answer.

“Haechan?”

Still, no answer.

“Lee Donghyuck!” you said a little louder this time.

“What the fuck? Why are you yelling at me?” he said, still staring at his phone.

“I didn’t yell.” You mumbled, “Can you like, stop staring at your phone and hang out with me? We didn’t see each other for a week.”

“Haechan?”

“Hm? What did you say?” he didn’t listen, but he looked at you for a second.

“I said I’m leaving, it’s late.” You lied but you really wanted to leave right now. What was the point of hanging out together when he didn’t even look at you or listen to you. Haechan and his phone couldn’t be separated. He was trying to beat his last high score like he always did when you hung out.

“Okay baby.” And he stood up from the couch and pressed the button on his computer.

Was he waiting for you to leave so he could play video games? He didn’t even kiss you goodbye.

When you arrived at your dorm, you thought of things you could have done wrong and you couldn’t really think of one thing. Did he stop loving you? Were you not sexy enough anymore? Did he get sick of you?

You had sleepless nights thinking of your relationship with Haechan. You’d do anything for him, you love him. You’d change for him, be a better girlfriend. You’d even change your appearance If he wanted you to.

Even though you were busy with college, you tried to make as much time as you could for Haechan. He was actually the clingy one in your relationship and at the beginning, he was showering you with so much love and you did the same. One day, he stopped showing you all of his love and you only felt the distance between you two.

You had feelings too and they were hurt.

Saw us getting older Burning toast in the toaster My ambitions were too high Waiting up for you upstairs Why you act like I'm not there? Baby, right now it feels like

You were at a frat party, your boyfriend was a frat boy after all and there was always a party on Saturday nights. You were hanging out with your friends and Haechan was greeting everyone and drinking with his friends. The party was fun for two maybe three hours, but you got bored and you just wanted to spend some time with your boyfriend, maybe even have sex with him, if he was in the mood. It’s been so long since Haechan touched you, you can’t even remember the last time he was over at your dorm.

You’re a little tipsy and you missed your boyfriend. You looked for him and when you found him, sitting on the couch with some of his friends, you walked up to him and sat on his lap. “Haechannie, I’m bored.” You started kissing his cheeks. God, you loved his cheeks.

“Babe- come on, I was in the middle of a conversation.” He tried to push you slightly away.

“I don’t care- I missed you.” You kissed his jaw and started sucking his neck. Haechan’s hand travelled from your arms to your hips. “N-Not here, Y/n.” he said but you knew that he was enjoying it, so you kept on sucking and kissing his neck.

“Can we fuck?” you whispered to him, hands going up and down his chest.

Haechan looked at you, eyes big and mouth slightly open. You never talked like that, you were actually a little shy whenever you talked about having sex, this was new.

“Wait for me upstairs, in my room. Okay baby? I’ll be there in a second.”

You smiled brightly. You were so happy that he still wanted to sleep with you, that he wasn’t disgusted or sick of you. You nodded in excitement and walked up the stairs to his room.

You checked yourself in the mirror and you looked pretty. Well, you hoped you did. A hour later, you almost fell asleep on his bed. He was still not there, and you started to get worried. Why did he take so long?

You decided to go downstairs and look for him. Maybe he was still talking to some of his friends who didn’t let him go or maybe he was busy cleaning the kitchen.

You were wrong.

He was doing body shots with a random girl.

You watched how he licked the space above her breasts and then he almost touched her lips while taking the lemon in his mouth. Everyone was cheering on him and hyping him up, as if he did something great. You were waiting for him and there he was, having fun without you but with random girls.

You had enough. You left the party and locked yourself in your dorm for the next couple days, and yeah, Haechan didn’t bother to text you or ask you where you went or if you arrived home safely. Hell, he didn’t even know if you were still alive or not.

It feels like you don't care Oh, why don't you recognize I'm so rare? Always there You don't do the same for me That's not fair

Four days. It took Haechan four days to knock on your dorm door. When you opened your door, you didn’t expect him to be crying. Did he finally realize how bad he treated you?

“M-My dad… My dad is in the hospital.” His eyes were red, lips trembling, and pain was written all over his face.

No matter how much you wanted to yell at him for taking so long to come to you, you couldn’t hurt him more than he already was.

You stepped to the side and let him enter. When you closed the door, he hugged you like two years ago, when you started dating. He hugged you like a big teddy bear and you hugged him back, as tightly as you could because you were scared that he’d go away.

“Tell me what happened.” You whispered to him after he calmed down a little bit.

“My mom c-called me and she told me that he had a heart attack a-and that his condition is critical… fuck.” He started sobbing again, holding onto you tightly as he cried and cried. You patted his back and told him that everything’s going to be alright.

“Do you want me to drive you there?” you asked him after a couple minutes. You had a car and your driver license and Haechan was still trying to get his driver license, but he never studied and always failed.

“B-But it would take us two hours to get there and two hours back…” he looked at you with puppy eyes.

“Haechan, we’re talking about your dad, it doesn’t matter. You should be with you family, your mother needs you right now.” You assured him that it was alright.

“Okay, okay. You’re right, we should- we should go, right? Right. Let’s go.” He rambled.

You finally arrived at the hospital and fortunately, his dad’s condition got better, and he was finally awake. You’ve met his parents for a couple times already and they loved you and you loved them. They were always so nice and kind to you.

Haechan hugged his mother tightly and kissed her forehead. His mother was a strong woman, she tried her best to smile as she saw her son and you.

“He’s awake now. You can see him if you want to.” She told her son, and he entered his room without thinking about it.

His mother hugged you and thanked you for bringing him all the way there. She also thanked you for taking so much care of Haechan. “I know that he can be a handful sometimes, but you take so much care of him. I can sleep at nights and don’t have to worry, because I know that he has you.” You smiled at her, tears about to fall, but you didn’t want to cry in front of her or Haechan.

You pushed all the anger you had for Haechan away, like you always did, and maybe, maybe he’d change after tonight.

After your visit at the hospital, Haechan could finally breathe again. He was so worried but now his heart was calm, he saw his dad and his dad assured him that he was alright, that was all that Haechan needed to hear.

You parked in front of Haechan’s frat house.

“Are you feeling better?” you asked him softly. You looked to your left and it didn’t surprise you to see him playing with his phone.

“Haechan? We’re here.” Your voice was about to break, you needed to go home, you needed to cry and ask yourself what you did wrong this time.

“What? Oh, yeah right. Thank you, baby.” He kissed your cheek and left the car without looking back at you.

You should’ve known.

Two weeks after that day, you were a little distant and it seemed like Haechan wasn’t aware or he simply didn’t care. You hung out with your mutual friends but kind of ignored him like he ignored you. You didn’t want the others to be suspicious, so you kissed him on the cheek when he stood next to you. He didn’t bother to look up or kiss you back.

It was finally Christmas break. You were staying at your dorm and you decided to spend the 24th with Haechan because he told you he’d also stay a little longer in college and spend the 25th and the 26th with his family. You’d also visit your family on the 25th.

You were watching a show while you were waiting for Haechan. He promised you he’d be there, he was two hours late though.

It was almost midnight and still, no Haechan. You turned everything off and went to the bathroom to brush your teeth.

Suddenly a loud sound startled you. You could hear footsteps and you grabbed your phone as fast as you could and closed the light in your bathroom, your door was closed already. You could hear two voices talking about your stuff.

You were about to get robbed and you called the police as fast as you could. Your heart was beating against your chest and you didn’t care about your stuff, you just wanted to get out of your room and be safe.

You were in the bathtub, silently praying that they’d leave.

Haechan didn’t answer your texts, but Mark did. Mark was your first friend in college, and you were pretty close. He was also in the same group of friends. Mark, Haechan and Jaemin always played overwatch together and you thought that they could be playing again because Haechan played overwatch non-stop since Christmas break started. You knew that Mark was also staying in his dorm over Christmas, so you texted him.

You: Hey, do you know where Haechan is?

Mark: we were playing overwatch

Mark: I got bored, but he told me that he’d play a little longer.

You: Mark can I call you?

Mark: yeah Of course

“M-Mark. Somebody broke in.” You whispered.

“Oh my god, did you call the police? I’m coming don’t move and don’t make a sound okay, don’t worry okay, I’m on my way.” Mark rambled.

“I’m scared. I’m hiding in my b-bathroom and I did call the police, but I don’t know how long they’ll take, it’s Christmas after all a-and fuck I don’t know what to do.” You cried into the phone.  

The next thing you could hear was someone entering your dorm and the robbers yelling and trying to fight against the person. “You’re arrested! Hands behind your back!”

The police arrived right on time.

“Y/n? I can see the police, I’m right in front of your dorm.” Mark said.

The bathroom door was opened by an officer and he opened the lights and saw you curled up in the bathtub.

“Are you Y/l/n Y/n?”

You nodded slowly.

You left the bathroom and saw Mark standing at the door. “They wouldn’t let me in. Are you alright?” he asked you.

“Y-Yeah thank you. I’m fine.”

“Unfortunately, it’s common that student dorms get robbed at Christmas. They think that all of the students leave and try to rob them but luckily you called us right on time and we could get them. Do you need to go to a hospital?” the officer asked you kindly.

“No thanks, I’m alright. Thank you.”

“Of course. The janitor will take care of the door, but you need to sleep somewhere else tonight.” And then he left. The robbers literally destroyed your door.

Mark could finally enter your dorm and you jumped into his arms.

“I was so scared.” You sobbed into his chest and he didn’t mind. He stroked your hair and helped you calm down.

“I know. It’s over now, I’m here.”

And for the first time since forever, you felt safe in someone’s arms.

“Where the hell am I supposed to stay now?”

Mark didn’t ask you about Haechan. It was obvious that he ditched you again and he didn’t think twice when he asked you, “Stay with me.”

You looked up. “I-I mean you can have my bed I’ll sleep on the couch, you know. I don’t think that there’s someone else in this building.” He rambled and it was kind of cute.

“A-Are you sure?”

“Yeah of course.” He smiled at you.

That is how you found yourself in Mark’s bed.

You couldn’t sleep and after almost an hour you talked, “Mark?” you whispered, not quite sure if he’s still awake. Your phone died and you didn’t see the texts Haechan had sent you. The last thing on your mind right now was charging your phone.

“Yeah?”

“Can you, uhm, can you sleep next to me? Please?” you asked nervously.

“Do you really want me to?”

“Yeah please, I’m scared.”

Mark walked up to you and you moved to the side to make space for him. You were laying next to each other under the covers and your hands slightly brushed.

“Can you hold me?” you whispered.

“Okay.” Mark was nervous as he opened his arms to welcome you. He was warm and cozy, you felt safe in his arms and you started crying because not even your boyfriend made you feel this safe.

“It’s okay. I’m here.” He stroked your hair as you cried in his arms.

When you woke up the next morning, you watched Mark sleeping. He looked handsome and cute at the same time and when he turned to you, his face was so close to yours.

Mark slowly opened his eyes and looked at you. “Good morning. How are you feeling?” he asked you with his morning voice.

“Good. I guess.”

“Do you want some toast? I’m sorry, I suck at cooking eggs, I can only make toast and cereal.”

You smiled, “I’ll take the toast.”

After breakfast you charged your phone, and you didn’t expect so many texts and missed calls from Haechan. He also left a couple voice mails.

“Hey baby, I’m sorry, I’m on my way. I hope you’re still awake.”

“Baby please answer my texts why the fuck is the police in front of your dorm?”

“Y/n the police told me that you almost got robbed where the hell are you?”

“Please text me.”

“I can’t sleep without knowing you’re safe, please call me.”

You let out the breath you didn’t know you were holding.

“Mark thank you so much, I have to go check my dorm. Can I call you later?” you were also going to talk to Haechan.

“Sure. Do you want me to go with you?” he asked.

“No it’s alright. Thank you. For everything.” You smiled and hugged him. He was surprised and you were also really surprised but he hugged you back.

I don't have it all I'm not claiming to But I know that I'm special Yeah And I'll bet there's somebody else out there To tell me I'm rare To make me feel rare

You knocked on Haechan’s door and the first thing he did was to hug you tightly, but you didn’t hug him back.

“Oh god baby, where the hell were you?! I was so worried, the police couldn’t tell me where you went.”

“We need to talk.” You said coldly.

“Come in baby, it’s freezing outside.”

“No. I just have to tell you something and then I’m going to leave.”

Haechan looked at you curiously, “Okay, babe. But why didn’t you call me I was so worried-“

“Worried my ass!” you yelled, “That’s fucking bullshit! I called you! I called you thousand times and you never answered!”

“Baby, I was busy-“

“Fuck you! You weren’t busy! You were playing video games all day long don’t fucking lie to me! I waited for you! It’s Christmas and you left me alone!” you were furious.

“Yeah, I lost track of time baby, I’m sorry.” He tried to hug you again, but you stepped back. “I want to break up.” You said, letting your tears finally free.

“What? Baby, no. What are you talking about?”

“Don’t call me that! I can’t do this anymore, I just… I can’t-“ you sobbed. Haechan couldn’t realize what was happening.

“I love you baby and you love me? There’s no problem in our relationship-“

“No problem?” you laughed mockingly, “I don’t think that you love me, because no boyfriend acts like you do. You never want to spend time with me, you always push me away and you don’t kiss me, touch me, or say that you love me and that’s not even the worst part! You left me hanging so many times, I can’t even remember the last time you were there for me! I almost got fucking robbed and I needed my boyfriend, but you left me hanging, again! I was there for you when your father was in the hospital. You left me hanging at that party for some girls and fucking body shots! I was waiting for you, but you never came! You were busy licking some girl’s tits you didn’t even care about me! You didn’t ask me where I was or if I was safe! You don’t worry about me, you just don’t care about me and that’s not my fucking fault! It is all your fault! I’m giving my everything in this useless relationship and you don’t even ask me how I’m doing because you’re selfish! You are so selfish, and I can’t keep doing that…” your voice broke at the end and you didn’t look up from your feet.

Haechan gulped hard, he never knew you felt this way. “I-“

“No. Don’t say anything. There’s nothing you could do or say to change my mind or make me feel less of myself, because that’s what I always felt. I always doubt myself. Did I do something wrong? Did I gain weight? Is he sick of me? Am I not sexy enough? What the fuck are you doing wrong Y/n?!”

Haechan was crying, you could hear him crying and your heart clenched.

“But you know what? I never did anything wrong. I loved you more than I loved myself and I don’t want that. Goodbye Haechan, here are your things. You can keep my stuff or just throw it away. I don’t care. Oh and one last thing. I stayed over at Mark’s dorm. He answered his phone the second I called him, and he was there for me. The whole night. I was so scared, still am, and he was there. You weren’t.”

And then you turned around and left him standing there. Haechan didn’t know what to do as he watched you walk away.

Baby Don't make me count up all the reasons To stay with you No reason Why you and I are not succeeding

It’s been a week since your breakup and you still saw Haechan on campus or with your mutual friends. He looked… well, he looked devastated. He looked like he was really suffering but it was over.

You felt his eyes on you, but you never looked his way. You ignored his presence and it felt good to be yourself and not to worry about your relationship with Haechan next to your friends. They knew that you weren’t dating anymore, and they never spoke about it.

You were hanging out with Mark more and more. You got closer than before and he never left your side and you never left his. You felt safe and happy whenever you were with him.

One day, Haechan blew your phone with drunk texts. Maybe you should’ve blocked his number, but you didn’t think that he would drunk text you.

Haechan: miss your

Haechan: rlly missing u babr

Haechan: are you misng me tooo!

Haechan: I didn’t meean to yell srry

Haechan: lve u so much please come back to me

You massaged your temples, you had enough.

You called him and his heart was jumping, he was so happy.

“Baby, thank you for uhm, what was I gonna say? Oh yeah! Calling me. Thank you I love you.” He said.

“You need to stop texting me Haechan. Where are you? Are you alone?” you were still worried.

“In my room, all alone. Need you here with me. I- I want to cuddle, please?”

“I’m hanging up-“

“No! please, babe. Love me, please love me. I need you, love me please baby.” He cried.

“Haechan there are thousand reasons why we shouldn’t be together, and you know it. Drink some water or a coffee and stop texting me or I’ll have to block you.” And then you hung up.

Haechan knew that you were right, he still missed you and wanted you back. He was still selfish.

I don't have it all I'm not claiming to But I know that I'm special Yeah And I'll bet there's somebody else out there To tell me I'm rare To make me feel rare

“A date. You and me, I mean. Or? Wait shit, let me ask you again. Do you want to go on a date with me? Please?”

You giggled, “Yeah, I’d love to go on a date with you Mark.”

“Oh good, I was so scared you’d say no.” Mark put his hand on his chest, his heart was beating really fast.

Three months after your breakup, Mark finally asked you out. You hoped he would because you really, really, liked him. You’ve spent all your time with him, and he never ignored you or got sick of you like Haechan did.

You were still scared though, what if he was going to be like Haechan after a couple months of dating? Mark would never, even as a friend he cared for you and was worried about you. More than Haechan ever did.

“D-Do I uhm, Do I have to wait until the date is over to k-kiss you or can I k-kiss you now? Y-You know, I really want to kiss you.” He muttered and looked away shyly.

“You can kiss me now.” You smiled, also really shy.

“Okay, I’m going to do it now,” he bent down a little, “Here comes the airplane.” And you wheezed. You were laughing so hard, you almost cried. “Fuck I don’t know why I said that.” Mark’s face was the darkest shade of red.

“You’re so adorable Mark.” And without giving him time to say something back, you pulled him close and pressed your lips on his. He kissed you back, hands on your hips and eyes closed. The kiss was heavenly.

You slowly pulled away. “God, I think I’m fucking in love with you.” He breathed out. “Y-You are in love with me?” you asked shyly.

“Yeah, oh shit, we didn’t even get on first date level and my stupid ass told you that. D-do you still want to go to that date with me? Or did I scare you away?” he said worriedly.

“Mark, it’s fine. I’m really, like, really happy right now. I just need a little time to say that back. Is that okay?” you knew that you liked Mark, maybe it was more than like, but you didn’t want to rush things.

“God, you’re so perfect. So beautiful, kind, cute, funny, and so much more. The prettiest girl I’ve ever met. I’m sorry my vocabulary is always just this big whenever I’m with you. You make me feel dizzy, but the good kind of dizzy. I’m just going to say it one more time and then I’ll say it when you’re ready, but fuck, I love you.” Mark rambled again and that was one of the things you loved about him.

Mark made you feel special. He made you feel loved and important. You felt like the prettiest girl on the planet and you were never happier.

I'm not gonna beg for you I'm not gonna let you make me cry Not getting enough from you Didn't you know I'm hard to find?

Haechan felt like everything was getting worse. Every passing day, he missed you more and more. You were on his mind 24/7 and he was in so much pain. He realized that he didn’t value you, that he didn’t care about the future and that he didn’t love you like he should. After spending so much time with you, he drifted away, and he regrets thinking that it would be okay. That you’d still stay with him and care for him. Haechan was talking to his mother and she was asking him about you, one day or another, he had to tell her what happened.

“W-We broke up mom.” His heart clenched whenever he said those words.

“What? But everything seemed fine honey? What happened?”

“I-I messed up, mom. I’m sorry it’s my fault.” Haechan tried to hide his sobs. “Mom, it hurts so much but she was also hurt. I hurt her and then she left me. I don’t know what to do mom, I- I lost her, mom.”

For the first time, there was nothing she could do.

“Try to talk to her again maybe-“

“No, mom. It’s to late. She was the one mom. She was the one, but I pushed her away.”

“Everything’s going to be alright.” His mother told him, but for the first time, he didn’t believe those words.

After the call, Haechan kept crying.

“Yo Haechan- dude, are you fucking crying?” his frat brother Jaemin entered his room.

“Why didn’t you fucking knock?!” Haechan hid his face in his pillow. “Why are you crying?” Jaemin asked again, “Is it still because of Y/n?”

“Of course you dumbass.” Haechan mumbled into his pillow.

“Dude come on. It’s been 4 months already. Move on. There’s this party tonight- there are going to be hundredth Y/n’s.”

Haechan looked up. “There’s no one like her. She’s one in a million, she’s a fucking diamond in a see of stones- she’s everyone’s dream girl, she’s so perfect and so rare. I’ve never met someone like her. I can’t just get someone else.”

“Oh shit, well, so you don’t know about her and Mark?”

“What do you mean? Her and Mark?”

“I think it’s important that you know this. It’ll help you move on. As far as I know she’s dating Mark.”

Haechan’s heart stopped beating. He knew that you grew closer, but dating?

“No way.”

“I’m sorry. But you have to move on, come to the party with us.” Jaemin said.

“Fucking fine.”

It feels like you don't care Why don't you recognize I'm so rare? I'm always there You don't do the same for me That's Not Fair

Haechan looked around and his heart stopped beating the second he saw you on Mark’s lap. His arms around you and your head in the crook of his neck. You were laughing at something, Haechan couldn’t really hear anything, the loud music and the big crowd suffocated him.

You looked gorgeous, like always. It’s been months since he saw you smile like that.

Mark’s hand was going up and down your thigh and Haechan had to look away, it hurt him seeing someone else touch you. It hurt him how happy you looked with him and that you moved on. He couldn’t blame you or Mark. It wasn’t hard to fall for you, you were an amazing person with a lovely personality, everyone loved you and wanted to be friends with you.  

Haechan turned around and was about to leave but Jaemin pulled him to the kitchen. “Shots!” Haechan was definitely not in the mood to drink or party, he preferred hugging his pillow and crying.

“Come on, man! Have some fun!”

Haechan sighed, he took the shot and then another and then another and not long after, he was drunk. Drinking on an empty stomach was a big mistake and coming to this party even a bigger one.

He was trying to fight the urge to walk up to you and just hug and kiss you. You weren’t dating anymore, he couldn’t do that, no matter how much he wanted to. But when he saw you and Mark kissing on the porch of the house, he lost it.

“Y/n?”

You and Mark stopped kissing and looked to the direction the voice was coming from.

Haechan looked at you helpless and lost. “C-Can we talk? Just for a second. Please.”

You looked at Mark and he smiled, “Do you want to talk to him?” he asked. “Maybe I should. Yeah, I’ll talk to him If that’s alright with you?”

You felt bad that you hadn’t let Haechan talk when you broke up with him.

“Sure. I’ll be waiting for you inside. Text me and then we can go home?” you nodded and pecked his cheek. Haechan looked away.

Mark left you and Haechan alone, he knew that sooner or later you had to talk to him again. Even if they weren’t close, he knew that everyone would fight to get you back. And Mark trusted you, he really did.

You were waiting for Haechan to talk, but he only stared at you and you felt slightly uncomfortable. “Are you, uhm, going to say something?” you said after a couple seconds.

“Huh? Oh yeah, right.” He stepped closer, but not too close. “You look really pretty tonight.”

“Haechan, please, just- what did you want to talk about? I have nothing to say to you.” You crossed your arms. “I’m sorry, I-I… it’s been so long since I talked to you, I can’t find the right words.”

His hands were sweating, and his voice was trembling. “Look, I… I really missed you and I know that you are happy with… him, and I’m not trying to take that away from you because I love you so much and I just want you to be happy. You deserve to be happy more than anyone else. You sacrificed your happiness for me, and I hate myself that I used you like that. I’m really sorry, I didn’t mean to do that. I didn’t mean to hurt you and use you. You loved me like no one else did and I wasn’t able to love you like you deserved. I’m a stupid little boy. I regret it. So much. You have no idea how much I want to turn back time and start all over again and do things right, but I know that it’s impossible. I’m sorry that I was never there for you like you were for me. I’m sorry that I wasn’t there for you when you were getting robbed- or any other time you were alone and scared. I-I can’t believe I lost a girl like you. I can’t believe that I fucking l-lost you- I love you I’m so sorry-“ he started sobbing and you couldn’t stop your tears from falling.

You could see the pain in his eyes and that he was sad, but there was nothing you could do.

“H-Haechan I’m so-“

“No! Don’t say you’re sorry- please. You didn’t do anything wrong. It’s all my fault, p-please don’t say s-sorry. I’m sorry. I’m so fucking sorry.”

You didn’t know If you should hug him but seeing him like this really hurt you. You still cared for him, and you hated seeing him cry because of you.

“I just wanted you to know, that I am sorry. Y-You can go back to Mark now. I hope he values you and knows how rare you are.” He turned around and was about to leave, but you held his wrist.

“Haechan-“

“No, please. I feel a little better now. I really do,” He turned to you and softly gripped your wrist and placed a soft kiss on your knuckles. “I love you.”

And that was the last time you talked to Lee Donghyuck. Your first love, your first boyfriend and your first heartbreak.

I don't have it all I'm not claiming to I know that I'm special Yeah And I'll bet there's somebody else out there To tell me I'm rare To make me feel rare

So rare

[sweetsweetkpop]

Nct Nsfw Alphabet

Part 1: Jaemin

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

I feel like you gotta give him time to be the best at aftercare. Not saying he isn’t gonna take care of you at all, but it’s usually checking to see if you felt good and boy can fall asleep real fast. But the moment you talk about it with him, he immediately gets better once you explain the significance of it.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Jaemin likes tiddies/chest of all shapes and sizes. He’ll lay on them regardless of the size cause he just likes them. He doesn’t have a real reason why he likes them, so he just do. His favorite body part on himself is probably his hands just because he can use them to pleasure you well. He will mess with you more than usually if he knows that you like them too.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

He willing to cum wherever you allow him, but if given the chance, Jaemin would cum on his partners chest. He just like the look of it dripping off your chest and would give a big smile when he sees it. 

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Despite how the boy acts, he is more of a switch than you would think he is. He hasn’t really bottomed much, but he loves the idea of being one. He’s not gonna mention it if he knows his partner feels more comfortable being a bottom, so he’ll put your feelings before his own in that sense because he doesn’t mind topping either.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

He doesn’t really have much experience. He hasn’t tried everything yet, but he does. He honestly just wings it and goes with everything naturally based off of his partner. He’s not extremely clueless, but the boy has his moments.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Jaemin likes having his partner ride him. He loves watching you do it because 1) he can touch you as much as he want, 2) he can mess with your chest/ nipples as much as he wants especially and 3) watching his partner ride him is extremely sexy to him and he would always try to get you to do it often.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

The boy is definitely goofy during sex more often then you think. He might make a joke or you might do something to make him laugh. He will probably apologize for him suddenly laughing 

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

I'm sure that it isn't that crazy, but he doesn’t trim as frequently as others

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

He can be intimate but it doesn’t happen as often. Not because he doesn’t want to be intimate with you, but because he gets a bit awkward when it gets down to it. When he does become intimate

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

He jacks off often. He is a young man with a semi high sex drive. He isn’t gonna bother his partner all the time, so he would just use his hand and go about his day.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Jaemin is someone who likes to edge. He enjoys hearing you whine about him stopping when you were close. He sometimes wants you to beg for him to keep going and once he hears that, he‘’lol go back to fucking you. He also has a marking kink. You will be littered with bites

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

He doesn’t mind fucking in other places besides the bedroom or outside the house too. He is very careful when he does it, but he fines it very fun when doing it in semi public places

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

It doesn’t take too much for him to get turned on. Just touch him sensually and give him a look and he’ll give you that smile (you know the one) and ask if you wanna step away for a bit and ‘have fun’

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He is not a feet person. He isn’t messing with any toes. He’ll touch them, but they aren’t going to his mouth

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He enjoys receiving a bit more. He likes feeling your mouth on him and he likes watching you do it too. But that doesn’t mean he doesn’t like giving oral too. He likes making sure that you feel good

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

He has a habit of moving fast and rough sometimes because of how you squeeze down on him. It feels good to him

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

For a fact, this man would do quickies often. If you both want to get off real quick, he will quickly find a place for y’all to sneak off to.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

He’s willing to experiment as long as your comfortable with it. He’ll take as many risks as your willing to do.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

It varies. Sometimes, he’s lazy and will have some lazy sex. Other time he has a bunch and might have way more than you. It’s really a coin toss

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Don’t introduce them to him because he will go crazy with them. Vibrators, dildos, handcuffs. He will go crazy with them

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

This goes with the toys part to cause he’s already a tease without toys, but he’s worse with them. I said he likes edging too, so teasing goes hand in hand

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He isn’t extremely loud, but he has his moments. He’ll mostly get loud when you give him oral, but any other time, his sounds are low

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

He wouldn’t mind toys being used on him because he’s curious and likes the reactions that you give when he uses them on you. So, if he asks you to use toys on him, don’t hesitate

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

He’s a long boi. He has more length than thickness, but it’s still good size. Might need to size train for the length if you aren’t used to it

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Sex drive always on 10. He just chilling until you give him the go ahead for anything sexual. He’s the man that’s horny on main 25/8, so if you think he’s not in the mood, I promise he is

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He can fall right to sleep afterwards if he wanted to. But if he knew he dick you downed a bit, then he’ll make sure your okay before falling asleep then

[lvlyhao]

『you’re dating him but he’s not your bias』

reaction fic; NCT Dream

A/N: this is nct dream’s reaction to realizing your bias is not him (and you’re a couple). gender neutral, got way too deep at some points and was NOT meant to be this long. enjoy.

note that english is my second language and i speak mixing slang, accents and spellings from 3283928 places so i did notice there’s practice written with both s and c down there so

just dont mind it pls

also, today’s photo theme is dream looking cute in low quality shots.

𝓖𝓮𝓷𝓻𝓮𝓼: fluff (♡), angst (❆), comedy (☼), crack (⍢).

𝓦𝓪𝓻𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼: lots of swearing, my tough love for the neos, one mention of cheating that doesn’t actually happen, a couple of mentions of alcohol and drinking, some violence hidden in metaphors, me being chaotic, it got a bit more angsty and darker than i intended, but we do have all happy endings.

word count: 6.8K

pairing: nct dream members x reader ( includes mark, renjun, jeno, haechan, jaemin, chenle, jisung)

disclaimer: the characters in the story below do not reflect real people or present real facts. this is purely fictional, and you may not copy, change, translate or repost my work in any way. all rights reserved © cherry-hyejin 2021.

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Mark

oh, poor baby

i feel like he would be a little heartbroken 

just a little

not so much if it’s someone from dream, because they’re his little brothers, but if it’s one of his hyungs from 127 or wayv,,,,,

boy might cry

he’s not super dramatic about it or anything but i don’t see him as being super confident about himself

so he might think like

“do they think he’s cooler than me?”

and it’s silly, yes, he knows

but it’s just something that pops up in his mind sometimes when you bring him up

so for the sake of this fanfic let’s pretend you’re johnny biased

because gods know i am

at least when it comes to 127

mark would be divided into fanboying with you and being like “YO, HE’S THE COOLEST GUY ON EARTH OH MY GOD I’M SO GLAD YOU AGREE”

and

“a h”

<gives you a little tiny smile to cover up the sound of his heart breaking>

would constantly try to get closer to you when johnny is around, and just

showing off in little (kinda dumb) ways

complimenting you

being even more whipped than usual

like yes he’ll give you all of his watermelon slices just please don’t look at johnny like that again

i think johnny would kind of play into it with the whole “imma steal your s/o” thing

and he doesn’t do it to make mark jealous or hurt

we know he’d rather get hit by a train than ever actually upsetting his son on purpose

but we also know he’s johnny

cue “OH DUDE HE’S FLIRTING”

so yeah he might call you lil pet names (beautiful, cutie, you get it)

just to see you giggle 

(and see your soul leave your body)

might say he’s taking you out for dinner when he’s just driving you to get more ice cream for a movie night with the gang lol

and winks

expect a lot of winks

anywhere and anytime

which makes mark sometimes feel like he’s intruding???

and that you appreciate johnny more than him???

he genuinely doesn’t understand how you can date him and still not have him as your bias

don’t you like, love him above everyone else or smth lol

his “showing off” phase eventually fades tho

now every time you hang you with the boys and johnny is around, he’ll be a bit more distant 

he thinks he’s giving you space to interact with his friends but he’s just shying away from competing with one of his favourite people ever

and it’s a competition that Does Not Exist™

but he’s not 100% aware of that

and you’re not that dense 

so ofc you notice

and you wait till you two are alone to talk to him, and he BEGRUDGINGLY admits that you being johnny biased makes him feel kinda small and unimportant

he’d never try to make you change your bias or anything

he just needs reminders that he’s your #1 boy sometimes

which is fine by you

and by him

cus now it’s you calling him pet names all the time

and hugging him

and kissing his cheek

and praising his work

and blowing kisses from across the room

and just telling him straight up that no matter what, you’ll always go to him

(not that you ever had any chance with johnny lmao)

THIS GOES TO SHOW COMMUNICATING IS KEY, CHILDREN

COMMUNICATE

Renjun

wym donghyuck is your bias lol

literally are you fucking kidding him

don’t get me wrong ok

everyone knows renjun loves haechan

they’re bffs and could not live without each other

but at the same time,,,

what is wrong with you

who did he choose as his s/o gods help him

if it was jeno, or mark, or jaehyun, or winwin, or kun, or lucas, or yuta, or taeyong, or ten, or,,,,

literally ANY of his other members

he’d understand your point and be like “ok fine”

but haechan???? hmmm bestie no

he’s not gonna throw a fit

not after the first time you told him anyways

HE WAS SURPRISED OKAY

and he just whined very loudly after having laughed for 5 minutes thinking it was a joke

<flashbacks of that one time he had to sing the ottoke song with haechan on weekly idol>

if you don’t know that iconic scene, renjun had a whole ass meltdown in 3 seconds while yelling “aAAAAAH JINJJAAAAA” and getting ready to punch the living shit out of hyuck

for no reason other than the fact that it’s haechan we’re talking about and injun’s little body is filled with rage

BACK ON TRACK

would probably try to act all cool about it and be like “i don’t mind” but bruh does he mind

and it doesn’t help that haechan is such a little shit about it

he doesn’t even flirt with you

he just

constantly reminds renjun that he’s your bias—not him—and then constantly praises himself over you

“ah, y/n~ did you choose me as your bias because i’m the best vocalist? or was it because i’m the best dancer? mAYBE IT WAS BECAUSE OF MY OH SO BROAD SHOULDERS—”

(pause for injun to punch him)

(unpaused)

and ok in the beginning it was funny seeing him all worked up but now it’s just annoying to be in the same room as these two

haechan won’t let either of you live

and renjun just wants to

fight

so it eventually gets to the point where you’ll talk to renjun and jeno will talk to hyuck cus even the other dreamies are tired of it

except maybe for chenle, he always laughs his ass off when they start bickering

ANYWAY

your conversation goes something like “oh my god renjun i’m literally dating you, i don’t like haechan better or anything you little pile of fury”

while jeno sits hyuck down in front of him and jaemin and just

“bro why are you like this”

“bro”

no but renjun would apologize for going overboard with his protectiveness and jealous energy because he’s not generally like that

he’s angry all the time but never about something involving you, you know

he tries his best to treat you like the royalty you are

but something about hyuck being your bias makes him feel a bit like a castaway???

he’s very creative and as an artsy kid myself i know we’re very prone to feeling left out because we’re just different from the others

so he’d think maybe haechan really has a better voice

or better dancing skills

or he looks better

he is taller than injun after all, and has broader shoulders, and his hair is all fluffy and—

the whole thing just made him insecure about things he had settled with himself long ago

he was fine with being him

but not so much when it came to that

i don’t think you two would fight over it cus tbh i think renjun would really only get with someone who can be very understanding of him

and i think hyuck would actually apologize to renjun too

not when everyone’s around but like, maybe after dinner or something and he just needs to feel like they’re besties again

hyuck never meant for things to get out of control

he just really likes both injun and you as his friends, and aside from skinship his most prominent love language is,,,

teasing

he was really just trying (very poorly) to grow closer to the person his best friend loves so much—you—because renjun is SUCH a big part of his life it would just feel wrong to not be good friends with you as well

don’t tell them i said this but they hug it out

injun strikes me as someone that could take a bit of time to bounce back from something that hurt his pride or his sense of belonging

and his way of healing and bonding is just,,,

art

sure, keep being haechan biased, but also please read with him

and talk about his fantastic animal creations

and watch those buzzfeed unsolved alien theory videos because he really wants to discuss it and maybe even draw what he thinks the aliens look like

hyuck tones it down, you make sure renjun knows you like him for him, renjun starts to (secretly) appreciate hyuck’s talent along with you...

and now let’s take a moment to imagine the minute you watch their latest mv with injun by your side

and yes okay the first thing you see is CLEARLY how good renjun looks because holy fucking shit he’s an angel (and i’m clearly not renjun biased)

but then,,,,,,

wAS THAT A HAECHAN HIGH NOTE

(there’s always a haechan high note, just look for it)

and ok maybe he did scream a bit with you because of how good it all sounded

and you know what, it works out perfectly bc you two are my new otp and you were meant for each other

but we do have to mention the eventual happening of chenle saying like “oOoOoOoH y/N wErE yOu dRoOliNg oVeR hAeChAn AgAiN” after a special stage

and then you, injun and hyuck all attempt to choke him

i’m kidding

or not

Jeno

ah, lee jeno

aka samoyed boi

yes i do call him that no i will not stop

everyone is always writing jeno as being super protective and literally about to burst a lung if someone else ever does as much as look at you

but i just 

don’t see him that way

he’s a taurus and from what i know about taurus they can be v v jealous, yes, but they mainly seek comfort

so he’s fine with you biasing jaemin

as long as you’re not ditching him or anything lol

and ok, imma be 100% honest here even if it sounds like literal no fun (jenojaem wink wonk)

jaemin doesn’t flirt with you

not any more than he flirts with

every other breathing creature

ever

he’s really only platonically interested in you, never remotely romantic or anything lol

on the other side, he is in love with jeno

basically, if jaemin is your bias, jeno is his

so nothing really changes

we know how nomin are, okay

they hold hands, they stare deeply into each other eyes, they nearly kiss at least once every time they go live

it's just them

you gotta respect it bruh

i know this is the most boring reaction ever so let’s create the one (1) instance where jeno would actually dislike that you bias someone else

i think he would feel a bit hurt if you seemed to be more supportive of jaemin’s work than his

and it’s not something big or on purpose

it’s just something like going with him to a recording session but not going with jeno because you have homework

or after a very busy practise day going to praise jaemin first

even if it’s just three words

“you did good”

and then you’re going towards him, he’s gonna feel like maybe he doesn’t deserve your praise as much as nana????

i actually feel like, among the dreamies, jeno is the least confident one when it comes to his performance

he knows he’s not an awful rapper or anything but i think it can be a bit too much, being around such bright and huge presences like the others while his nickname literally means “no fun”

his members are just so loud and full of energy most of the time

and sometimes he just really needs to be quiet and observe in silence 

(yes i do know he’s chaotic and a crackhead, i’m just saying as we know he can be a bit introspective)

so what if you just

stopped seeing him?

did he become invisible to you?

did you finally fall for jaemin’s beautiful smile and stupid pick-up lines?

he’s not gonna let it show that he’s affected, though

earth signs are nearly always the ones to “stay strong” because we have this image that people are relying on us???

so we do what we do

bottle everything up and overwork ourselves bc we only got two modes

1. chill, super balanced and down to earth (ay for the pun)

2. please make us take a break we’re literally about to cry if we work for one more minute but we can’t allow ourselves to fucking take it easy

so yes you’ve guessed correctly, we’re going with 2

jeno is going to go so, SO hard on everything he does 

literally every single activity you can think of from dance practice to photoshoots to cooking for the dreamies

he stays up later than usual to get that one tricky move in the choreo just right

he works out more because he thinks he has to look absolutely perfect for when they shoot the mv

jisung asked for ramen? he’s making it but you bet your ass he’s spending over 40 minutes just chopping so

many

vegetables

AND STUFF THAT JISUNG WON’T EVEN EAT

but he’s doing it anyway for the reason being that it just has to be the Best™

and it’s not like he’s competing with anyone else to be diligent

this is just about being better than he was and showing himself—and maybe you—how painstakingly hardworking and driven he can be

maybe then you’re gonna acknowledge him as much as you acknowledge nana :((

:(((((

writing this is making me downright sad, jeno is so underrated and unaware of his power UGH

and i need to point out this is NOT about making you change your bias from jaemin to him, this is solely about having you recognize his efforts, even if you already do

if you just thought jeno was like going off in work because it was asked of him to, jaemin would DEF notice and talk to you about it

turns out it’s a habit of jeno to go extra hard sometimes and he needs someone to make him take a break

so it goes down like you breaking into the practice room when jeno and jisung were practising

the first reaction is confusion

the second is oh hey babe how are you

third is

a-are you dragging jeno and his bag out of the door while screeching at jisung to order pizza and doughnuts for everyone??

yes you are and i’m proud of you

so jeno is still confused and making those cute “hUh” noises he does omg i love him so much

and you’re just rambling about how much of an amazing artist he is, and you love his voice, and he’s a fantastic dancer, and his expressions and gestures are on point, and he takes such good care of the dreamies and

he’s perfect

and he knows jaemin must have talked to you, and he feels so vulnerable to have you know how on edge he’s been

baby boy just needs some rest

and that’s exactly what you give him, with a bath full of those fancy bath bombs and flower petals and candles at your house/apt

then a quick sheet mask while you massage his shoulders and keep saying how much you genuinely admire him

the mask might be ruined cus he started crying out of exhaustion

after that’s been done and you’ve hugged for at least like 5 min nonstop, you head over to the dorms, where hyuck was in charge of setting up a blanket fort while mork and nana gather board games, jisung gets the food and chenle

well chenle just had to make sure jisung doesn’t forget to order for someone and doesn’t break like 10 plates trying to set the table lol

this is way longer than the others so imma wrap it up

make it obvious and loud that you see and respect jeno’s hard work and he’ll be alright again

and maybe make those game nights a weekly thing when possible, it would make him very happy

he’ll never again feel sad when you praise jaemin cus now he’s sure he does enough, and above all, he is enough

Haechan

haechan = full sun

why would you ever bias someone when you’re dating the goddamned sun

does not understand

but also does not care that much

actually, one out of two really depending on who your bias is

if it’s one of the members he has that tom/jerry relationship with, prepare for so

much

complaining

and clinging

AND HE’D BE SO LOUD OH MY FUCKING GOD

donghyuck please stop screaming about doyoung not deserving to be your baby’s bias, it’s 2 am

on the other hand, if it’s one of the (few) members he,,,

adores with all of his heart and is not afraid to show it

ex: sungchan, jaehyun, taeil and yang2x

then you can bet he’s going to be right beside you whenever you feel like throwing a fit because he’s just so handsome and talented

IF IT’S MARK OSHDISJD

i’m going to write you as being mark biased ok? ok

i honestly don’t know if he’d feel more jealous of mark or of you

he loves you both

a lot,,,,

and he really doesn’t like it when mark blushes when you compliment him

and he doesn’t like it when mark literally just walks past you and you trip over your feet because bro tf u doing, that’s some embarrassing shit

lowkey done with you two

but also PAY HIM SOME ATTENTION

or don’t, he’s fine either way (cue crossed arms and staring at you from across the room until you come give him a kiss)

“he’s pretty cute but i’m cuter right baby”

pouty pouty pouty if he ever feels neglected

will be so fucking annoying lmao i can’t write haechan, i love him but i do understand why renjun is always trying to beat him up

he’d be a show-off in a different way than mark because he can be so petty

will take every chance he gets to pull a one-liner

will sing everything he has to say just so you know he can hit those high notes

what do you mean dream doesn’t have a schedule today

oh man, he could swear they did

because that is the sole reason why he’s wearing his most expensive clothes and shoes + makeup to walk around the dorms, yes

no he doesn’t want to impress you

shut up

will text you like every single fancam he sees on twitter

every

single 

one

and are they mark’s?

lol no, they’re his

he is so genuinely trying to make you a member of his sunflower cult 

<whispers> “tell me i’m your bias” 

“donghyuck what the actual hell why are you standing at the end of my bed in the middle of the night like a fucking demon child”

he really wants to act all cool and composed but he wants to be your bias so fucking bad

he’s a bad bitch all around and just does whatever

cus haechan privilege

and he tends to not care about what people say and think???

bc he knows he’s lee donghyuck

he’s fully aware of the effect he has on people

but you

not biasing him

naw, he can’t take it

will do anything and everything he can to make you say, JUST ONE TIME, he’s your bias

then you can go back to loving (his) mark

so for your sake, for his sake, for mark’s sake

just give donghyuck what he wants

i can promise he’ll keep being an ass no matter what you do

like yeah did you just buy him coffee and his favourite cake? well that’s sweet but iS HE YOUR BIAS YET

“aw babe thanks so much for taking a bullet for me but now please say i’m your bias”

if you still don’t do it, it’s time to be extra petty

will actually drop you for mark

his logic is something like: he can’t be your bias? pity, so he’s just gonna date him instead

and mark is mark so he has no idea what’s going on

everyone in 127 and dream finds this absolutely hilarious cus suddenly donghyuck seems to be doing his best to win over mark’s heart and i mean more than usual???? and he’s treating you like his bro????

<you leaving the dorms to go to uni or smth so you go to hyuck for a goodbye kiss> “no can do, i’m committed”

“i’m your partner”

“no that’s mark”

it’s not 100% a joke when i say i can see him getting down in one knee to propose to mark while making eye contact with you to

assert his dominance

and mark is just

“dude

what HAHAHA”

and you are so done, i’m so sorry you have to go through that bby

i don’t think there’s another way to fix haechan other than just admitting he was your bias for an era, or a comeback or something

like yeah with the other dreamies before him it’s bonding + healing time bc i wrote it all kinda angsty (lol sorry) but with donghyuck

no

“will you stop this if i say you were my bias during reload era”

“mark wasn’t in dream that era tho”

“yes i know”

i say he’s gonna take what he can get and now things can finally go back to normal

with the exception that something else comes along with hyuck being satisfied with you biasing him

he just has a full pass to fanboy over mark now too

what am i talking about?

new 127 mv is out

you: watching it beside haechan and going off about how pretty mark looks

him: going off even harder bc he’s whipped too

this is what a happy couple looks like 

but now i pity mark because he has you two idiots fanboying over him irl

savemork2021

Jaemin

nana is just such a chill and fun guy

i can’t see him being actually jealous or anything if he finds out you bias someone else

and so the two of you become insufferable together

bitch, i’m telling you

he (ur bias) is not gonna have one peaceful day ever again in his entire life

cus you know the thing jaemin does where he just looks at someone doing some random shit and goes “oOoOoH sExY”

yes that thing

he’s doing it to your bias 

and you’re doing it too

and your bias probably wants to run away to some very far away land

PLEASE IF IT’S JISUNG

i’m not gonna write this whole thing as if you bias him but let’s just imagine

two fully grown people

pilling on top of poor, poor park jisung playing games on his phone

“URI JISUNGIEEEEEE

MWOYA, MWOYAAAA~"

i genuinely think he would avoid being around you two at the same time

cus individually he can handle it

like yes y/n please let me go this hug has lasted for about 4 minutes now

or oh hi jaemin hyung my cheeks hurt when you pinch them that hard

but when you two are together

bruh

a power couple not bc you two are v confident or some shit but bc you can and will be extremely affectionate towards anyone that comes too close

and now let’s talk about how it would be if you biased jaehyun

jaemin loves jaehyun

they’re 2jae

2jae are soulmates

therefore,,,, it’s also kinda hellish but in a different way???

bc 2jae are on the end of that spectrum about the neos that know how in love the entire world is with them

they’re too powerful

they’re aware of their charm and they do everything they can to rub it in our faces

so the flirting between 2jae and you would be insane

and i mean insane

insane as in even johnny is kinda disgusted tbh bc

they’re doing a photo shoot with the 23 of them for some shit, idk don’t ask me

and of course, you had to tag along

but oh my god you three, please stop calling each other sexy/hot in weird voices now, the staff is staring

there are def rumours the 3 of you are a poly couple lmao

jaehyun denies everything on social media (throwback to saying “no way lol” when we asked if he REALLY slept in the same bed as jungwoo)

but every piece of content there is of you and jaemin or you and jaehyun or just them is so ridiculously flirty

you can bet there are compilations on youtube like 

“y/n being in love with 2jae for 8 minutes heterosexual”

ok i was having way too much fun with that, moving on

i don’t think he’d ever be actually upset about you biasing someone else

he trusts you and treasures you a lot so he doesn’t see the problem in you also appreciating another one of his members

bc gods know he does

he’s a bit in love with everyone so why shouldn’t you be too lol

one time he would feel a bit blue because of it???

hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

i think it’s possible he’d turn pouty or whiny or just kinda needy (not in a bad way, he just misses you) when he’s like

done with people

and needs some time away from everything

we know he’s an introvert, even if he acts very, very loud around the boys and it’s honestly just a matter of time until an introvert grows tired of being around humans

it depends on each person, of course, but there’s a 99% chance every once in a while he’ll start to feel too drained

and he’ll need a break to get his energy back

jaemin would probably want you around even when he feels like that, though

i see you being such a big source of comfort for him in a relationship

he enjoys taking care of people so please take care of him too

and for just this one day don’t talk about your bias that much, or don’t leave nana to go over to him to chat

and just cuddle him a lot

that will make him a smiley baby again

and then things are back to how they normally are

and by that i mean most neos hiding from you because they’re scared 

i don’t have a lot to say aside from that so let’s think about the neos that would be the most intimidated by your shared thot aura

dotae would be confused in different ways lol

taeyong would be just ????????????blush/awkward smile/hahaha??????

and doyoung might actually ask what is wrong with you

<points to jeno and his s/o> “why can’t you be like them”

mark would laugh-scream and slap his knee into oblivion whenever you two are cornering him

but then go super shy and be like “dUDE DON’T DO THAT”

resident confident gay jungwoo would rejoice in the attention and make so many goddamned jokes

a literal comedian i love him

i think sicheng and renjun would be on the same wavelength of repugnance towards you lol

chenle would deadass call you weird and tell you to leave him alone

shotaro and kun might faint (or kun will panic-scold you)

taeil is as confused by affection as usual (have you seen the face he makes when haechan kisses him LMFAO he’s smiling but like wondering wtf happened on the inside)

ten is not very amused but might play into it

yangyang: that’s disgusting, man (cue flashbacks to that live with renjun after the from home stage where renjun pretended to lick his hand and slick his hair back,,, catboy injun,,, you know the one)

xiaojun and hendery are such panicked gays they just turn to stare at whoever else is around and make that “help” expression like they’re on the office

haechan is haechan, kinda doesn’t mind it

jeno is used to dealing with this at this point

lucas and yuta love the attention but while yuta will flirt right back lucas is just gonna smile and try to jop his way out of there while screaming

sungchan will go hide behind haechan and say “hyung they’re being dumbasses again”

this turned into ‘how would nct react to you and jaemin being super flirty together’ and i’m not sorry

Chenle

chenle is so fun to write i love him lmao

okay so

he doesn’t strike me as the possessive type with anyone other than jisung (bc i swear he can be a bit jelly towards his bestie but i think it comes with sungie being the sweetest bean ever, he’s just protective)

he’s such a ray of sunshine and witty jokes and dolphin laughter i love him

back to the plot

he literally couldn’t care less about you biasing someone else

b u t

i will say there’s an exception

this exception is tall, kinda lanky, very awkward and born on the 5th of february

you’ve guessed it, it’s jisung

i think most of the time he’d tease THE SHIT out of you for it because c’mon

you had 22 chances not to mess up

and you still somehow ended up biasing jisung? lol do better next time

and this is not me and chenle hating on jisung, please—

he’d just find it funny that your bias is his best friend and

hold the fuck up

your bias is his best friend

oH NO NO NO NO NO

i think after realizing that he would lowkey try to keep you two apart because he’s somehow jealous of both????

and if he can’t help it then you can bet your ass he will be screaming all along

it’s his sweet, dummy jisung

with his sweeter and dummier y/n

what is he going to do

probably has a mini-breakdown with kun because like he’s always wanted you two to get along bUT NOT LIKE THAT

kun will just sigh like the tired father he is and pet his back while saying “there, there”

and a genius idea is going to come to chenle’s mind

you know the teasing thing?

well it’s upgrade time

he’s gonna turn into such a try-hard with tmi and embarrassing shit you two have done

and he’s not trying to stop you from being friends

he just wants you to like

know who you’re befriending

bc i think since he’s really really close to jisung, he doesn’t want you getting closer to him bc you like his idol side alone

and he doesn’t want jisung getting close to you just because you’re his partner either

if you had high hopes for each other and ended up kinda falling face-first into the ground bc it was nothing like you had imagined—

he’d be so broken

because he loves you so much :((((

so like, if you can get past the teasing and annoying barrier he’s putting up, he’ll be more than happy to have two of the most important people in his life being buddies

so get ready for it

if you’re the type of person to go batshit crazy when you drink, oh boy, oh boy

so you and the dreamies are just having dinner when lele feels like it’s the perfect time to disclose some of your drunken adventures

“hey y/n”

“yeah babe?”

“remember that time you got really really drunk on vodka and candy and wanted to call your mom”

“chenle the hell don’t talk ab—”

“but then you tried using the microwave as a phone”

“...”

“...”

“or that other time you were equally as drunk and watched the make a wish mv and cried because you noticed the height difference between xiaojun hyung and lucas hyung”

yeah so now’s the part you get up to chase him around the dorms and try to land a kick

BUT WORRY NOT, HE’LL MAKE SURE TO EMBARRASS JISUNG JUST AS MUCH

he likes doing that when it’s just the three of you though

so picture this

movie night the girls boys

chenle would 100% pick the most terrifying horror movie he can find so that he could see jisung clinging to whoever’s closest to him

and then right before a jumpscare, he’d whisper like

“jisung”

“w-what”

“why don’t you do that thing you were doing while you slept last night”

(honestly, i’d be mildly scared if i heard lele say this with no context at all)

and then the jumpscare happens and jisung is nearly fainting and crying at the same time

but chenle is laughing

and trying to get out what he wants to tell you between wheezes

“he-he” <dolphin wheeze> “hE WAS SINGING CHEER UP BY TWICE WHILE SLEEPING” <more wheezes>

and look this is just gonna go on for weeks until you and jisung are over it

and stop being weird and awkward around each other

lele needs you two to be bros ok

so be bros

once you do adapt to being pals with your bias i think chenle would take the teasing down a notch just to make you more comfortable

and like he’s so happy now the three of you can hang out and there’s just no tension

happy chenle is the thing i love the most i swear to gods

and if you don’t adapt to it?

well,,,

i honestly think he’d be pretty disappointed, cus it means to him one of you isn’t ready to fully embrace the weirdness within????

and like what u scared of

jisung is a weirdo, what about it, so are you

either that or he’d think you’re maybe being judgemental

so yeah please accept jisungie and your dumbass boyfriend

then everyone can be besties

i love thinking about the three of you as just this hellbound chaotic trio

because chenji already wreak havoc wherever they go as the two of them

but now that you’re coming along,,,,

no neo would escape from your pranks ever again (and even members of other groups lmfao watch out sehun, i’m talking to you)

and it’s so incredible infuriating in a good way that it just turns to be endearing

you’re cute as fuck so no one gets actually mad with the shit you pull????

which is dangerous, someone should really keep an eye out on the three of you 

we don’t need sm to be on fire

well we kinda do cus they’re pretty bad but not my point

i said somewhere above that chenle would tone the teasing down but i don’t mean he’d stop

bc c’mon guys

he’s chenle

no limits here

but sorry, i really cannot write jealous!chenle cus his heart is just too pure and filled with joy for him to be jealous for real

last scenario?

chenle after a comeback stage: ya y/n, i was gonna ask how was my performance today but you were probably more focused on jisung’s arms right

jisung is choking on water somewhere behind you

Jisung

it’s maknae time <plays i.n’s maknae on top>

i don’t mean to picture jisung as being like

ridiculously innocent or just downright naive because i really dislike it when people do that

he’s a literal 19 yo and jaemin himself has said he’s not as innocent as we think lol

however

i do see him as being quite new to all things love 

i think you’d probably be his first partner and with first relationships comes a lot of other firsts

first kiss maybe, first time holding hands, first time being jealous….

first time being jealous, yes, focus on that

i don’t think jisung would be aware that like

you not biasing him is even a possibility

cuz you’re dating

doesn’t that come along????

ah poor baby i love him

if you biased chenle i think he’d be just

disgusted and weirded out but okay?? you do you i guess???

he’s comfortable enough with lele to not feel intimidated

but if it’s another member

ESPECIALLY one of the oldest ones

i think it would be a blow straight to his confidence 

you biasing ten, kun, taeil, taeyong, doyoung or johnny and maybe yuta would make him feel a bit hesitant and concerned

his first thought would probably be that you don’t like being with someone as young as him

and who knows, maybe you’re even younger than him, maybe you’re the same age, but what if you actually like older guys??

what about him then???

and jisung doesn’t mean to feel so worried and insecure, ok, pls understand where i’m coming from

first relationships normally take like a very long time to build trust and acceptance of the other person’s feelings bc it’s literally a whole new world for you

and that goes extra hard for jisung because he is so fucking whipped for you it’s still hard to believe you like him as much

and it absolutely does not cross his mind that you’d cheat on him with your bias, GODS NO

he really respects you and his hyungs 

so no, never

that’s not a thing that can happen

but you realize you’re too good for him and maybe see he doesn’t fit your ideal type?

well, yes, that’s what he’s thinking

probably goes straight to chenle or renjun (he talks about renjun so much asjahj) to vent and ask for advice

i think they’d be surprised to see what’s going on inside his pretty little head because it’s so obvious for everyone that you just adore jisung

and they do tell him that

however, i don’t think it would completely calm his nerves, and again, this has nothing to do with not trusting you

it’s just that

his hyungs are so cool…

HE CAN’T HELP IT OK

would probably try to mirror your bias (i’m saying it’s taeyong for the sake of what i’ve imagined ok) and like

grasp onto some of his qualities?

so in his mind taeyong is: nice, sweet, caring, amazing, perfect, smart, perfect, sexy, mature and did i mention perfect

i can see him trying some new rap styles that mimic tyong’s a bit???

like would lowkey learn his raps from cherry bomb and superm’s one and listen to recordings frequently to pick up on how taeyong does it

i think he’d also just change the way he acts in general to dodge a bit from his maknae image

so now he tries to speak with a more formal-ish language and learns random facts about things you like to seem more intelligent???

“good morning y/n, you look as beautiful as one of voiello’s paintings today :]”

“wait i thought that was a pasta brand”

he’s just trying to show you he can be mature and serious if you want him to

long story short, he’s not acting like himself (not that he’s childish, he’s just out of it) and you don’t like it, so you ask about it and wait for him to feel comfortable with sharing

when he does talk about it breaks your heart so much :((

you’re going to need some patience to try and show him you’d choose him, and not your bias, even if you had the chance

they’re completely different people and you love him BECAUSE he’s jisung, not for any other reason

please reassure him so he can go back to acting like his authentic self, i think it would be such a relief for him too

your words and affection are obviously enough for him, but if it ever happens that he feels especially low and insecure again, it would help if your bias talks to him too

and taeyong wouldn’t have a problem with it

actually, scratch that, taeyong probably knew what was going on all along

he just has that motherly 7th sense (ay) that is even more acute with the dreamies cus like 

127 has him, wayv has kun, but dream has…

the dreamies

and that, my friend, is terrifying

anyway he’d come to talk to jisung asking like “what’s wrong buddy :(“ and sungie would be a bit ashamed because it sounds so silly when you say it out loud

of course tyong wouldn’t judge him, and he just really has to tell jisung what is it you and he are always talking about

it’s him

“when they come around to talk and hang out here it all goes back to you, jisungie. they can’t spend one second without mentioning your name

it’s so cute; it’s always like ‘oh jisung would love this’ or ‘jisung likes it that way’

so please be kinder to yourself and let yourself see that they’re in love with you, not with me and not with any other member they ever mention”

jisung would feel 10000000% better

and smiley

and giggly

and oh my god do you really talk about him that much

LOOK HE’S BLUSHING

would just go over to your house immediately and hug you, burying his face on your neck from behind you

and not let go

ever again

the whole situation just teaches him a lot about accepting your love for him and not questioning it 

shut up i’m not crying

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final notes: this was my first work after the humanity series and it was so fun lol i think next up is probs gonna be an ideal type scenario for ot23 (but if i really write it i’m gonna post it by subunit and its gonna be way shorter than this, don’t expect 23K words at once lmao)

if you’ve enjoyed this fic please consider reading my humanity series, which is a zombie apocalypse au with kun <3

[blu-joons]

DATING NCT A⇴Z HEADCANON ⇴ Na Jaemin

A ⇴ AFFECTION

Jaemin loves to have you as tightly against his chest as possible, with your hand often resting against his abs. He loves to remind you how strong he is with his affection and use it to assure you that you’re loved by him.

B ⇴ BEFORE DATING

You caught Jaemin’s eye at a concert as he walked through the rows of fans. Obviously, as he was performing, he couldn’t stay and chat with you, but he asked one of the security guards to head over to you and pass on a note so that he could get in contact with you once the show was over and he wasn’t busy.

C ⇴ CONFESSION

Throughout the rest of that tour the two of you talked nonstop, Jaemin loved to tell you all about the things he was doing and where he was in the world. On the day he finally arrived back at home from the tour, his first destination was your place so he could see you again. He knew just from all the communication the two of you had had throughout the tour that he liked you, so he wasted no time in telling you how he felt about you.

D ⇴ DATES

Love is something that Jaemin loves, and your dates are definitely reflective of that. He loves the cliché kind of dates that you’d often see in the movies, long walks, romantic dinners, he wants it all. He’s learnt a lot about love and the things that he’d love to experience with a partner one day from watching programmes, and so he puts all of that into practice with you. You love how romantic and heartfelt your dates are with Jaemin are as a result of his passion for love and making every moment with you as special as possible.  

E ⇴ EXPERIENCE

He’s well known for being dedicated to his fans anyway, but no one ever thought that he was dedicated enough to end up dating one too. Despite being his first relationship, having someone that already understood how busy him, and the team were went a long way in making sure that your relationship ran smoothly. You’d never pressure him into anything, and if you needed to take a step back and not be by his side for a couple of days, then you’d do it, not just as a partner, but as a fan of the group as well.

F ⇴ FIGHTING

There are times when Jaemin can’t help but nag at you, it was one of the first things the other members warned you about him. He often does it without even thinking, if he walks in and trips on your shoes or sees that you’ve left the bedroom in a mess, then his subconscious will push him to have a grumble. Once you’ve sorted whatever nags him, he’ll be quick to apologise for getting on your case, reminding himself that a relationship is all about compromise. Aside from that, they’ll be few times when the two of you would argue as you’re both good at squashing any brewing trouble down before it amounts to anything.

G ⇴ GETTING TO KNOW HIS FAMILY

As an only child, Jaemin knew that he had to make sure that he found the perfect addition to make his parents happy. He was sure that he found it in you, and so were his parents too, he quickly grew to love you having seen how happy Jaemin was around you which was all that they’d ever wanted for him too.

H ⇴ HOME

As he has his own room in the dorm, neither of you are in a rush to find your own place anytime soon. You’re both young and having his members and managers around you both is an advantage not just for Jaemin, but for you too. Having so many people around you to look after you is something, you’re incredibly thankful for.

I ⇴ “I LOVE YOU”

Jaemin was the first one to say, ‘I love you,’ at the second show that you went to. After the first show you attended ended so well, he was determined to make sure that your second one was just as special, if not more. With that, he finally decided to tell you that he loved you having kept it bottled up for such a long time.

J ⇴ JEALOUSY

Jealousy was a matter of pride as far as Jaemin was concerned, he didn’t want anyone to ever make him feel jealous, or see that he was feeling jealous, because that would make him a lesser man. In him, you’d often be able to tell that he was feeling jealous however as you picked up on so many of his habits. He’d often puff his chest out more and try and stand a little bit taller to make the point that he was yours and that he was going to defend you regardless of what anyone else may or may not want to try around you.

K ⇴ KIDS

Growing up, Jaemin always dreamt of having a little sister, but having a daughter was definitely the next best thing for him. Despite how young you both still were, he’d often lay up at night and tell you all about how he hoped that he’d be able to have a little girl one day just like how he’d hoped he had had when he was growing up. It definitely took you by surprise to begin with but seeing that he had a small part of his future planned out was definitely something that you also really loved about Jaemin too.

L ⇴ LAUGHTER

Jaemin definitely likes to consider himself a funny guy, and he’ll work hard to make sure that he proves that to you too. Despite often being teased by the other members for how hard he tries to make sure that he can make others laugh, he’ll always get a reaction out of you whenever he tries to make you laugh. He definitely has a cheeky streak which will often leave you speechless as a result of the things that he tries, but you’re always putting him back in his place whenever he tries to tease you too hard and push things.

M ⇴ MISSING

He’ll try his hardest to carry on as normal whenever he’s on tour, he doesn’t want the others to see him sad, and he doesn’t want the feeling of missing you to get in the way of his work too much. Having spent the initial few days of getting to know you on the road, Jaemin was convinced he’d be fine when the next tour came around. But a lot had changed between you both since then, and your relationship was a lot more serious. As those feelings for you got stronger, it meant that the feeling of missing you inevitably became stronger too, which was something he internally struggled to deal with a lot of the time.

N ⇴ NICKNAMES

Jaemin loves to hear you shorten his name to, ‘jae,’ despite many of his friends doing it already, it sounds different coming from you, which he loves. Jaemin is often reserved for when he’s in trouble, which is usually quite often.

O ⇴ OBSESSION

He’s obsessed with your hair, he loves to play with it and run his fingers through it, he can’t help but twirl a strand of your hair in his fingers whenever he’s nearby you.

P ⇴ PDA

Your affection is usually very minimal, Jaemin will only ever hold onto your hand in public, to make it clear to the fans and the media that you’re a united front. He’s respectful of the fans and that some of them may frown upon your relationship so he doesn’t want to be too over the top whenever he’s around them and risk upsetting anymore of them.

Q ⇴ QUESTIONS

He loves to ask for your opinion on him, whether it be his style, fashion, hair, or his body. Your seal of approval is something that is very important to Jaemin despite how confident he often tries to come across around you.

R ⇴ RANDOM FACTS

Jaemin loves to get you to wear as many of his shirts as possible because it will leave him no choice but to walk around shirtless. He’s very proud of his abs, and he knows that no matter how hard you try to deny it, you love to see them too. Any chance he gets to take your breath away by showing off his strong body he’ll take in a heartbeat, not giving up until your cheeks are as bright a shade of red as possible.

S ⇴ SEX

He definitely likes to be the dominate one when it comes to intimacy, and again try and prove to you just how strong he is. His arms will often be around your waist to move you into whatever position that he wants you, and once you’re there, his hands will move to run through your hair and tug against your locks. Despite how dominant he can be, the most important thing to Jaemin is that he’s taking care of you and what you want.

T ⇴ TEXTS

Since you ended up communicating through text when you first got to know each other, it becomes a habit for you both to often text each other throughout the day and share with the other whatever it is that you’re doing during your days.

U ⇴ UNIVERSE

Love was always something that Jaemin adored, but he never imagined that he would love being in love as much as he did with you. It far exceeded any expectation he had of falling in love, and that was all thanks to you.

V ⇴ VACATION

Getting time away was rare, so Jaemin loved to take you on small trips, even if it was just for a night or two. Sometimes a change of environment was all that you both needed for a while to reconnect with that spark and enjoy some time with each other without someone or something interrupting you both.

W ⇴ WHINING

Again, Jaemin won’t so much whine at you, but he’ll often nag at you to do little things or listen to what he has to say if he wants your attention.

X ⇴ XXXXX

As he often likes to hold you tightly into his chest, the top of your head will usually be the sweetest spot for Jaemin to kiss to keep himself happy. Whenever he looks down, he can often see you burying further into his chest as a result of his affection, which only encourages him to do it more. Knowing that you’re happy whenever he kisses you is enough for him to squeeze you tighter and kiss you a little bit harder too.

Y ⇴ YOU

You were the one, the one that fulfilled all of the dreams he had about love.

Z ⇴ ZZZ

Falling asleep together was another time when Jaemin liked to have you tightly against his chest so you could feel his muscles and feel strongly protected as you tried to fall asleep without anything causing you to be restless.

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Masterlist

[wh6res]

spectator | jeno

"don't cry, little dove. i'm not even done yet." — ljn

TW mafia au, blood, violence, mentions of prostitution and brothels, mentions of past torture, extreme power imbalance, dumbification, they used a tranquilizer

A/N first half is told in renjun's pov also this is for dino anon hehe thank u for the inspo babes!!

DISC i don't condone anything. this isn't love.

WC 1.4k

renjun was fairly new to the mafia but it didn't take him long to realize the outrageous things they considered are the norms here. one of the first things he noticed is a cute little bunny dressed in scraps that always seemed to tail jeno wherever he went. jeno was his superior, albeit they were the same age, so it sucked that renjun had to use honorifics.

oftentimes he ignores you when jeno stands before him giving orders, or when they pass by each other in the hallways and stop to exchange pleasantries.

as renjun quickly climbed the ranks thanks to his agility and cunning mind, you, unfortunately, remained in the same position—always sitting by jeno's feet like a puppy, a body, a plaything, a whore. there were rumors that the boss gave his executives a chance to pick from the litters before they're shipped off to brothels, kind of like peace offerings in exchange for their compliance.

people said the stoic, muscular young man never really indulged himself in such temporary matters. until probably two years ago, until jeno first laid his eyes on you and decided then and there you were too pretty to become a random whore in the chain of brothels the mafia owned. the petite boy believes maybe it's a disguised blessing on your part, at least you'd only have to deal with one man every night, right?

renjun can only look at you from afar, keeping in mind not to stare too openly nor too intrusively that your owner notices. he's seen the bruises. the purple and black patches of your skin and renjun never gets used to it. his stomach turning at the idea of jeno deliberately marking your skin where the oversized shirt you wear won't be able to cover. the chinese immigrant would be stupid not to notice what that meant—it's jeno's clear sign of dominance, of the severe power imbalance, and not a single man in this building can stop him from doing whatever he wants to you.

renjun managed to piece things together thanks to his naturally observant nature. jeno never punished you for what you did, he punished you because he knows he can't touch his subordinates for something measly such as bumping or staring at his whore. the young mafia executive decides to take it out on you instead, albeit the flawed logic and unfairness of it all—proof that every person in this criminal organization is fucked up in the head.

despite jeno's maltreatment, renjun never heard a single complaint from you nor can he detect a feeling of rebellion out of you. you were so eerily compliant that the chinese can't help but think of what other horrible means jeno did for you to become so broken. renjun tried thinking about it, once, but never again. he can be cruel if he wants to be, but not without purpose. not because he gets a kick out of seeing a face twisted in terror. he wasn't like jeno, who smiled and laghed after blowing someone's brain up in the mafia's torture rooms.

this is why jeno is the only man fit for the job, the reason he became an executive at such a young age—there's no man he can't break for information. renjun doesn't know what jeno does to the poor people in the torture rooms but the piercing screams are enough to decide never to go against his superior.

renjun never thought he'll live the day to hear your screams coming from one of those rooms.

"what?" he does a double-take, eyes wide and unbelieving. "what do you mean she's in there? that's her, right now?"

haechan shrugs, wincing when he hears another scream coming from inside the room. he'll never know why these rooms aren't soundproof, maybe it was a way for jeno to keep his subordinates in line—"hear that? just be grateful that's not you."—you wouldn't want to cross a man who has no moral compass. "yeah. i heard she tried to escape."

renjun doesn't like the cool, amused smirk on haechan's face as he leaned back against the door, looking like everything is okay when it's not. "heard she got like… what, ten feet? give or take—yeah, i think ten feet out the door before jaemin's men tranqed her so much she would have slept for a week."

it was easy for renjun to detach himself, disregard his own set of beliefs and sweep them all under the pretense of "it's just work, nothing personal" but with you, it felt different. he knows you. well, knows of you. it's different, personal even, when he can match a face to those gruesome, ear-shattering screams that wracked through his bones.

he wanted to help you.

renjun wanted to help you.

but no, he didn't want to get shot in the head for insubordination.

jeno manually props you against the wall, cringing at the trail of blood that stains the tiles and pools underneath you. your shirt—rather, jeno's—was soaked through with the crimson liquid, your hair sticking to the side of your head. it feels like you were burning from the inside with every breath you take.

maybe months, years, of compliance made you forgetful. after all, jeno is a man of his word, through and through. he can only threaten you so much until he snaps. maybe he deemed the swift punishments and his harsh words insufficient. but who were you kidding? with the stunt you pulled… fuck, why did you even think of making a run for it? you should've known you won't even make it across the street! stupid. stupid. stupid.

you swore never to make him angry enough to bring you back down here in the torture chambers—this is his domain, and you shivered in fear with every fleeting thought you have about what he does behind those cement walls.

the first time jeno took you down here had been granted by the boss himself (see, the man running the mafia has favorites). jeno's men held you by the arms and made you watch as he killed a poor guy with his bare hands. slowly, excruciatingly, bleeding out because of the wounds jeno inflicted with his fists alone.

the second time was because of your first escape attempt. ah, you had been so energetic back then. always talking back, snarling and cursing him out. after that second time, you've become more compliant and have thoroughly embodied whatever sick fantasy jeno had of you. his broken doll, unseeing, unthinking, who breathes and lives only because he wanted her to.

you've heard him countless times say how much he missed that energetic personality you had. but only because you knew at least then he'd think the cruel punishments are justified.

oftentimes, he'll say it when you two are alone, in his room at headquarters, too disgustingly intimate like lovers and not a whore and her owner. his cold lips leavees a sweet trail on your neck, blood-stained hands soiling your skin underneath the dirty shirt, before finally slotting himself next to you as the cot creaks with the extra weight. he reeked of sweat and metallic and his eyes hazy from that post-bloodlust high.

jeno's boots squelch when he steps closer. never crouching, he wanted you to feel that severe power imbalance between the two of you.

"i won't ask you to apologize. not when i know you don't mean it."

you don't bother to reply. not because you don't want to but because you can't, voice utterly hoarse and scratchy from screaming while jeno breaks and tears you down as if he doesn't whisper the words i love you at night. you're his lover only when he needs you to be. sad, that he rarely felt the need of a lover and more so needed a cunny to fuck.

finally, he crouches. slow and never breaking eye contact. he raises a hand to push a strand of hair away from your face probably. you flinch. he doesn't care. "jeno, please don't touch me." but he touches you anyway.

you feel the callouses in his palms as he caresses your face. the calm before the storm. the deep inhale before the plunge. jeno grabs your chin and tilts your head up, a serene smile ghosting his lips. he looked at peace. satisfied. and you have never been more scared of him than you ever did in the last four years.

"don't cry, little dove. i'm not even done yet."

jenoluck (c) all rights reserved

[yuta-nakamots]

misfit - j.sc

Pairing - Sungchan x Reader

Genre - Horror/Thriller, Angst, Fluff

Warnings - serial killer, character death, violence, murder, implications of sex

Summary - A murderer is on the loose, killing with no regret and ending the lives of more than just a few people. No one knew who it was, turning against each other upon even the slightest bit of doubt. Maybe you should’ve been more careful with who you chose to trust. 

Word Count - 5.3k

A/N - this is inspired entirely from a dream I had a few days ago. I've added very little to what I saw in my dream aside from Sungchan as the male lead. yes, I am freaked out by this and yes, I am scared of writing for Sungchan bc I don’t know his personality all too well but as an ‘01 liner myself I have faith in us

Written for the #NeoHalloween writing festival hosted by @nct-writers​. Check out the masterlist here.

For five months now, your town has lived in fear. A serial killer was on the loose and he was known by the name of Hickleback Jack though no one knew where the name came from or who had started it. Each month, the population of your town voted on the local community board to have one person executed who they thought was Hickleback Jack. So far, not a single guess was right leaving five innocent people dead. Well, five plus an extra thirty, give or take.

See, the thing about Hickleback Jack, was that every time the votes came in at the end of the month, he could see just who voted for him and targeted them as his next victims. He killed six of those people over the following month, adding up to seven dead each time the town guessed incorrectly. It was getting to a point where no one trusted each other, no one dared to say anything against each other in fear of being accused or in fear of being the next to fall mercy to Hickleback Jack.

Not much was known about this killer other than his appearance. He’s male with a tall and broad figure though he always covers his face with some kind of mask. His common weapon is known to be an axe. People have claimed to have seen him late at night under the dim orange glow of the street lamps but he was never caught by the authorities, leaving everyone restless and waiting for the next kill.

The night was still young when you had gotten home from school and it was a Friday night which was basically an open invitation for you to call over your boyfriend, Sungchan. He had transferred in to your university at the start of the school year, and had ended up sitting next to you during your sophomore seminar class, leading to the start of your friendship with him.

A simple friendship soon blossomed into a relationship after Sungchan’s bright personality began shining through his somewhat intimidating exterior. You lived without fear when Sungchan was around, the love you had for him blocking out anything else in the world that wasn’t him.

You sat on your bed, your homework spread out in front of you while you held your phone up to your ear. “Do you want to come over tonight?” You ask as soon as he picks up your call.

You hear rustling on the other end of the call before Sungchan clears his throat and speaks, his voice husky from sleep. “Sorry, can you repeat that?”

“I said, do you want to come over tonight?” You paused and heard him yawn. “You fell asleep after class didn’t you?” You smiled to yourself thinking of your boyfriend’s handsome face as he napped after getting back to his apartment once he finished with his classes for the day, which was a common occurrence now that the semester was in full swing.

“Mmm,” he hummed in thought, “as much as I’d love to, I really shouldn’t have taken that nap because of how much homework I have.”

“Oh, that’s okay, do your homework first,” you reassure him, “maybe we can hang out some other time this weekend. It’s only Friday after all.”

“Definitely. Are you starting yours right now?” Sungchan asked.

“Yeah, I’d rather not wait and end up cramming on Sunday night.” You laughed, knowing that said event has happened more times that you’d like to admit.

Sungchan let out a noise of agreement. “I’ll let you know when I’m done with my homework though.”

“Same here.” You promised.

“Alright, let’s get to work and I’ll talk to you soon.” He told you.

“Sounds good, love you.”

“Love you too.”

With that you hung up, eager to start on your homework in hopes of getting to spend more time with your boyfriend. You actually had a lot of it this weekend thanks to molecular biology, and you figured that if you couldn’t talk to Sungchan, who had yet to take the course, you called up your study group discord instead. Luckily, many of them were in similar situations as you, faced with the daunting task of completing all the worksheets assigned during class earlier in the day.

“Okay so was anyone paying attention during the lecture today?” Your classmate Chenle asked.

“I know Yeji fell asleep so you’re in the same boat as her.” You interject, recalling the sight of both of them knocked out in their seats as the professor droned on about the functions of the structures inside cells.

Yeji let out a gasp of shock at how blatantly you called her out. “I may have fallen asleep but at least I still know that the mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell.”

“Everyone knows that, Yeji.” Your other classmate Jaemin said, his voice void of enthusiasm.

“Okay, Jaemin, we get it, Mr. Serious.” You teased.

“Yeah, this is a biology study group, not a bible study group, lighten up a little.” Chenle jokes.

Jaemin scoffed, “sometimes I feel like I’m the only one who’s trying to do well in this class.”

“Well not all of us enjoy the taste of coffee with six shots of caffeine in them.” Yeji argued back.

“Guys,” you called out as Jaemin and Yeji started arguing, “guys!” They finally stopped to hear what you had to say. “Let’s just get this over with sooner rather than later because I know none of us want to be awake at 2am trying to figure this out alone.”

“Agreed,” Chenle said, “so question three, the one about the DNA mutation, how is missense different from nonsense?”

“Missense is where one of the bases mutates and changes to something else, therefore changing the protein level,” Jaemin explained, “nonsense is the same theoretical concept except it spells out one of the stop codes.”

Yeji let out a groan, “can you slow down, or like, I don’t know, use easier words or something?”

Most of your night passed by like this and before you knew it, it was already nearing midnight and you could tell your classmates were just as exhausted as you. “I think we should call it here.”

“Definitely,” Yeji confirmed, “tomorrow morning at 10?”

You all let out similar answers of acknowledgement before Chenle spoke up. “The poll closes on tomorrow night so make sure to vote if you haven’t already.”

Because of how long this has been going on for, everyone was already on the same page once someone mentioned the poll or voting. “There were only five kills this month so I wouldn’t be surprised if the last one is announced tomorrow or Sunday morning.” Jaemin chimed in.

“All the recent kills were related to the university so I know a lot of people are suspecting someone in our age range.” Yeji informed the group.

Jaemin let out a chuckle, “if the killer actually is a college student, I wouldn’t be surprised since it is getting close to the last wave of midterms and then finals so that would explain why the victims fall into the same category.” The chat fell silent at that. “I’m just saying that he’s getting a little lazy by grouping all his kills like this.”

“Jaemin, are you sure you’re not the killer?” Chenle asked with a laugh at the end.

“Guys, I can promise you that I’m not the killer, I swear on my life.” Jaemin promised.

“Alright, that’s enough detective work for tonight, I’ll start the call again around 10 tomorrow. Sounds good?” You conclude, wanting to curl up under your covers already, which is exactly what you do once everyone wishes each other a good night and hung up.  

Morning came a little too quickly for your liking, the bright sunlight flooding into your room through the window and forcing you awake. Checking your phone, you saw that it was 9:30am, meaning you had some time to spare before your next meeting with the bio study group, along with a notification from Sungchan that he had sent well after you had fallen asleep.

Sungchan > y/n

2:14am: Just got rescheduled to work opening shift tomorrow.

2:15am: Didn’t finish my homework but I can stop by at your house after work with my stuff and we can hang out and have fun once we’re both done?

Your heart warmed at how he stayed up late trying to finish his homework for you and that he suggested the idea of coming over after his shift at a small local restaurant finished just so the two of you could be together even if you’d be focusing on your own tasks for a while.

y/n > Sungchan

9:32am: Sorry I didn’t text back earlier, I just woke up!

9:32am: But of course you can come over, I might even be done with my work by then ;)

You plugged your phone to let it charge and left it on your nightstand as you made yourself breakfast downstairs. The house was quiet since your mom already left for work and you dad worked a night shift job and was probably sleeping at the moment. It was strangely serene as you prepared yourself a bowl of cereal though the calm was rudely interrupted by the sound of your ringtone coming from your room.

Deciding to get it after eating breakfast, you poured the cereal in first, thinking about the way Sungchan had told you before that he liked to pour the milk first and let the cereal soak up the milk. “It makes it super soggy and I like it.” He tried reasoning with you, to which you only raised an eyebrow at.

Just as you put the milk carton back into the refrigerator and was about to take a bit of your cereal, your phone started going off again. You placed your bowl onto the kitchen table and made your way back up to your bedroom to see what it was that was so important this early in the morning. Checking the notifications, it was Yeji who had been calling you so you shot her a message.

y/n > Yeji

9:39am: What’s up?

Yeji > y/n

9:40am: I just dreamt that it was Jaemin who was the killer

9:40am: please call me right now I feel like I’m going to go insane

You heeded her words and called her immediately. “So what happened in the dream?”

“I don’t know, I just remember being chased by a man with an axe and I was running to the school to try to see if I could get help but then I tripped and when I turned around, it was Jaemin.” Yeji blurted out without a single breath in between.

You paused, trying to take in all the information she just threw at you. “Do you have any reason as to why you think you dreamt this?”

“The way he was talking last night,” she stopped to catch her breath, “he spoke so in detail that I couldn’t help but overthink like, what if he is actually the killer? What if we’re next?”

“Well, you can vote for him in the poll if you want but personally, I don’t think it’s him.” You think of your next words carefully. “I’m not trying to invalidate your thoughts but Jaemin does come from a reputable family-”

“Y/n, it could be anyone. Family doesn’t matter. We have no information on the guy, we don’t know what economic class he’s in or anything.” Yeji interrupted.

You took a few seconds to gather your thoughts before speaking again. “That is true, but we all know Jaemin wants to be a surgeon right? He’s in all these difficult classes and he maintains such high grades-”

“Okay but how is that relevant?” Yeji interrupted yet again.

She was getting on your nerves but you held yourself back. “Listen, I’m just trying to say that with the amount of time and effort he puts into school, I don’t think he could be the killer. The killer plans his kills well enough that we just can’t find him and that probably takes just as much time as school does for us.”

Yeji took a while to respond though when she did, her words surprised you. “Now you’re starting to sound like the killer.”

“Yeji, I can promise you that it’s not me. I’m just as scared as you are in this whole situation,” you reasoned, “I’ll even vote for Jaemin if it makes you feel better.”

She let out a sigh across the line. “Okay fine. Maybe a kill will happen while we’re on the call and it’ll clear Jaemin’s name.”

“I think you’re letting it all get to you, just try not to think about it for a bit.” You advised.

“But am I really overreacting y/n? We live every day in fear of being the next victim. Tomorrow is not promised to any of us, so am I really overreacting?” You look over at the clock on your wall as she spoke, realizing that it’s already 9:55 and you should probably start the call already.

“No, I don’t think you’re overreacting, I’m just saying that constantly thinking about it to this extent isn’t good for you. We still have school to pay attention to,” you explain, “speaking of, I’m gonna start the call now.”

“I can’t just stop thinking about it that easily but whatever, let’s just hope that we’re not associating ourselves with a murderer by doing this.” You can only shake your head as you start the call.

Chenle joined immediately followed by Yeji. “Good morning ladies, President Zhong here. How are we doing on this fine day?”

You rolled your eyes even though a smile spread across your face. “I’m doing good, Mr. President. Ready to finish off these worksheets.”

“Good, good,” Chenle affirmed, sticking with his act, “and you, Miss Yeji?”

“Fine.” She shot out.

Chenle let out a quiet chuckle, “someone’s a little grumpy this morning. Maybe we should’ve met a bit later.”

“No, let’s just get this over with.” Yeji grumbled just as Jaemin joined.

“Great! Now that the head brain cell is here, let’s get this meeting started.” Chenle exclaimed.

Four hours into your meeting and eight out of ten worksheets later, your phone begins to ring with an incoming call from Sungchan. “Hold on guys, I gotta take this call. Hello?”

“I’m downstairs, come pick me up.” You couldn’t deny the butterflies that spread throughout your chest upon hearing your boyfriend’s voice. You got up to let him in though you certainly didn’t miss the teasing coming from your laptop as your classmates yelled about you and Sungchan.

As you made your way downstairs, you froze halfway down the stairs, seeing Sungchan already in the kitchen eating the bowl of cereal you forgot about. “I’m guessing you made this for yourself earlier and forgot to eat it.” He said through a mouthful of food.

“Babe, no, don’t eat that, it’s like five hours old. The milk is probably stale.” You exclaimed, worried about his health if it really did go bad.

Sungchan only shrugged as he took another spoonful into his mouth. “Tastes fine to me.”

You rolled your eyes before turning to head back upstairs. “Join me in my room once you’re ready, you cereal monster. Leave the dishes in the sink too.” As you returned to your room, you couldn’t help but wonder how Sungchan got in though you figure he’s probably seen you use the spare key under the doormat a couple times since you often were too lazy to get your own keys out of your bag most of the time.

When you sat down in front of your computer again, Jaemin had just finished explaining the answer to the problem you guys were working on earlier so you chimed in asking him to go over it again though he was quickly overrun by an excited Chenle. “Is Sungchan there?” He practically yelled.

“No, not yet, he’s eating some soggy cereal downstairs.” You inform him.

“Alright, let me know when he comes in.” Chenle says, unphased by your boyfriends’ odd preference of cereal.

Halfway through Jaemin’s explanation, Sungchan came into your room, placing his bag down at the foot of the bed before he took his jacket off and stripped out of his work uniform. “I heard a door open, is that Sungchan?” Chenle shouted over Jaemin once more.

“I never get to fucking speak in this group.” Jaemin huffed, at which Chenle muttered a quick ‘sorry’ back.

“Yes, Chenle, Sungchan is here,” you announce, looking over at the boy in question who had just finished pulling a shirt over his head and winked when he saw you staring at his body, “he seems very flirty today, must be because of you, Mr. Zhong.”

Sungchan sits down next to you and places a kiss on your cheek, smelling oddly of cleaning supplies, but you pay no mind to that, figuring he must have used them at work. “How’s it going Chenle?” He asks, though his attention is only on you and he places his hands on your cheeks and leaves a quick kiss on your lips.

“I’m gonna pretend I didn’t just hear the two of you kissing,” Chenle remarks, earning a laugh from Sungchan, “but anyways, you should come back to the basketball team. We miss our giant point guard, you know.”

“Nah, I’m too busy these days. I already have work and school plus I still want to spend time with y/n.” He commented as he shifted to lie on his stomach next to you.

“Man, who knew a girl would be all it took to make this dude throw his love for basketball out the window.” Chenle taunted.

“Love makes you do things, you know how it is.” Sungchan replied, resting his head on your thigh.

Running a hand through his hair, “anyways,” you divert, “back to what Jaemin was saying about meiosis.”

“Thank you, y/n, I thought I’d never be able to speak again.” Jaemin uttered pointedly. “As I was saying, the main difference between meiosis and mitosis is that it creates four daughter cells instead of two like mitosis does.”

“Hey guys, wait, did you see the article that just came out?” Yeji inquired. “It’s another death.”

There was a moment of silence before anyone said anything. “No but you can read it to us.” Chenle concluded.

“Okay,” you could hear the deep breath Yeji took before reading the article, “it says here that the body was found at around 1:20pm in an alley between the lower-income housing apartments, the cause of death is assumed to be by Hickleback Jack using his axe, and the estimated time of death is anywhere from 12 to 1pm.”

“Wow,” Jaemin began, “so he just killed out in broad daylight.”

“Not gonna lie Jaemin, but I thought you were the killer.” Yeji let out blatantly.

You were mildly shocked at her bluntness, but not surprised given how stressed everyone was. “Me?” Jaemin gasped, “Yeji, you know I’m pretty much Rapunzel with how much time I spend in my room studying. And when I’m not studying, I’m either editing pictures or playing video games.”

“It’s true,” Chenle confirms, “he really doesn’t leave his room. We had a sleepover once and I felt like I was becoming a hermit like him.” Sungchan slightly wheezed at that, sending Chenle over the moon. “Did you hear that? Did you guys hear that? Sungchan thinks I’m funny!”

“Yeah yeah, enough about me being a hermit. But Yeji,” Jaemin addressed, “why did you think it was me?”

Yeji hesitated before responding. “I just- the way you were talking the other night...I don’t know. It just sounded so specific and detailed that I couldn’t help but think that it could have been you.”

“I don’t think a murderer would simply reveal his plans like that, you know.” Sungchan proposed.

“Well yeah, but it’s just the way he spoke, it was like he had things organized...you know what? Let’s forget I said that, but I know the four of us are clear.” Yeji resigned.

Sungchan sat up, “wait, why am I not cleared?”

“Y/n, what time did he call you?”

“Like 2-ish.”

“Exactly. Sungchan, you don’t have an alibi, as far as we know, until 2 and the time of death is stated to be 12 to 1pm.”

“I was at work earlier in the day, though.”

“Can you prove it to us?” Yeji pressed on.

“Yeah, my coworkers can vouch for me.”

You were quite surprised at how aggressive Yeji was being towards your boyfriend but you didn’t see any reason to stop her since she had very valid arguments. “Send a screenshot of it to Chenle and we’ll verify you from there.” Yeji commanded.

Sungchan slouched down a little next to you. “I don’t have the numbers of my coworkers though.”

“Alright, then you’re still on the list of suspects.”

After finishing all the worksheets for microbio and ending the call around 3:30, Sungchan pulled out his laptop and started typing away at a half-finished lab report for his human A&P class. You fell asleep curled into his body, his warmth and the constant tapping of his keyboard lulling you to sleep.

When you woke again, you immediately noticed the absence of a large boy next to you and frowned to yourself. As you came to, you heard noise coming from the kitchen and identified your mother’s voice followed by Sungchan’s. Noticing the time on your phone, you guess that he was probably helping her prepare dinner since it was already past 6 and your family ate around 7 before your dad left for work.

By the time you made yourself presentable and came downstairs, your mom and Sungchan were already setting the table. “Looks like our sleepyhead finally woke up.” Your mother exclaimed, making you grimace. “You didn’t tell me Sungchan was staying over,” you were about to open your mouth to say that you didn’t know that either but you weren’t given the chance to do so, “it’s okay, especially with that killer still on the loose, it makes me feel better knowing there’s someone around to protect my baby.”

You looked at Sungchan as if asking him for answers though he seemed to only avoid your gaze, reluctantly taking the seat across from you at the dining table. Your father walked in, delighted to see your boyfriend. “Sungchan! Good to see you, how are things at school?” He asked as he joined you all at the table.

“Okay for the most part, I haven’t taken to my writing class all that much though I enjoy my other science classes.” Sungchan answers.

Your dad hums in approval while you stare down Sungchan, trying to get him to look at you. “Remind me again what you’re majoring in again?” Your mom asks, Sungchan whips his head around faster than you can make eye contact with him.

“I’m majoring in forensics.” He states.

“Interesting, interesting,” your father contemplates, “you know, y/n here wants to become a pediatrician. The two of you are practically opposites in the science field, one dealing with crime and the other dealing with children.”

Sungchan let out a laugh, “I guess opposites really do attract then.”

You hated how well he entertained your parents and you hated how much they liked him. For the rest of dinner you tried to pin him down through your stares and even played a game of footsie with him but nothing seemed to work. It was only once the two of you were back in your room getting ready for bed that you were able to talk to him.

“Look, I’m not mad at you or anything, I’d just appreciate it if you talked to me first before just telling my parents that you’re staying over.” You told him as you went through your skincare routine.

Sungchan jumped onto your bed as he apologized. “Sorry, I just thought that since both of us finished our homework and with the killing today, it would just make sense for me to stay over.” He opened his arms, inviting you in as you stood up after finishing your night routine.

You copied him, jumping into your bed straight onto Sungchan, effectively pushing the air out of his body. He grunted as your weight fell onto him though he still wrapped his arms around your waist and shifted you up the length of your body so your face was level with his. “Hi” you giggle, shy from the sudden close proximity.

“Hey.” He says back with a smile as you slide off him, leaving an arm and leg slung over his body. “Tired?”

“No, not really, I took a nap earlier since someone didn’t care to wake me up.”

“You looked too cute, besides, you need all the rest you can get.” Sungchan explained, using his free hand to squish your cheeks. “If you’re really not tired then I know a way to make you tired.” His hand found its way down to your butt to further emphasize his point.

“Ew, no, not now.” You quickly refused, moving his hand up to your waist. “Just go to sleep and I’ll probably fall asleep after you anyways.”

“Oh wait,” Sungchan said, reaching over you to the nightstand for his phone, “did you vote on the poll yet?”

“No, I almost forgot.” You groaned, lazily reaching for your phone as well.

You pull up the local community board and enter your information, looking at the list of all the citizens, pondering on who you’d give your vote to. “Who are you voting for?” Sungchan asks, looking over at your screen.

“I really don’t know.” You tell him, though truthfully, you had someone in mind.

Thanks to the nap you had, you really couldn’t fall asleep no matter how hard you tried. You ended up dozing off occasionally but you’d wake up half an hour later only more irritated than when you first fell asleep.

You don’t remember what time it was, but at some point, Sungchan had removed himself from your grasp, unaware that you were still awake, though you made no effort to stop him thinking that he was just going to use the restroom and come back. Five minutes passed, five minutes turned into ten, then twenty, and you decided to check on him once thirty minutes had passed.

The house was completely dark, not even the light from the bathroom was on. You checked inside in case Sungchan had maybe gotten hurt and passed out, but he was nowhere to be found. After searching almost all the rooms in your house, you had yet to find any sign of him. After a bit of thinking, you had wandered out to your mothers’ greenhouse thinking that maybe some time with the plants would help to calm your mind.

It did anything but that.

Not long after setting foot inside of the small shed, you heard screams coming from nearby, getting closer and closer. You watched from the inside of the tinted glass as three girls ran through your backyard and into the next property. You couldn’t help it that you were frozen to your core, knowing who was coming.

You saw his frame as he jumped over the fence from the other end of your yard, axe in hand, running through the open grass and you thought he might have noticed you until he stopped dead in his tracks, his eyes glued on you. You should’ve ducked down as soon as the girls ran past but it was too late now and there was no second way out of the greenhouse.

You knew you should have tried to run, maybe smash through the glass panelling but something in you told you that maybe, just maybe, you’d be able to stop him. Steeling your nerves as he crosses the threshold of the greenhouse, you call out to him. “I know who you are.”

“I’m well aware of that.”

It was as if your world was crumbling before you, the once so comfortable relationship you knew felt fake, even though Sungchan, your loving boyfriend stood right there. The only difference was that you knew who he really was.

“Why?” You start, “why did you kill all those innocent people?”

“It’s all for fun, y/n.”

“What do you mean ‘for fun’? Those are real people you know, people with families and friends who miss them dearly.” You nearly cry out as he continues to approach you.

“You see, life is a game.” He paused his words as he came to stand in front of you. “Laws are nothing but a social construct that us humans follow mindlessly until our own demise.”

He takes a step closer to you, but you stand your ground. “Laws are what keep us safe and keep us happy. They allow us to lead our lives peacefully with others-”

“They are nothing but limits.” He closes the distance between the two of you, an arm wrapping around your waist, pulling you towards him, and you allow him to do so. “My dear, sweet, y/n. If only you weren’t so smart, I wouldn’t be faced with this dilemma.”

“You wouldn’t kill me.” You were trying to persuade him just as much as you were to yourself. “You’d never.”

“Oh? And what makes you think that?”

“You love me.”

“I do, I love you so dearly, but now that you know who’s behind all the killings, there’s no way that I can let you go.” You felt his axe nudge the back of your leg as he brought both arms around you. To an outsider, it would look as if a couple were having a conversation, but for you, this was a fight for your life.

“Take off the mask.”

“Why should I?”

“So I can talk to you properly.”

He took off the mask without much more convincing, his normally handsome face now distorted by the crazed look in his eyes. People often say that the eyes are the windows to the soul, and if they really were, then Sungchan didn’t have a soul.

“I swear to you that I won’t ever tell anyone about this, about you.”

“I don’t believe that you’ll keep that promise, my dear.”

“You know how much I love you. As long as we can stay together, I will not say anything.”

“This is not a tale of beauty and the beast. I am no beast to be tamed and there is no happy ending to this story.”

“Sungchan, no. You don’t mean that.”

“Do I really not mean it, or is that what you would like to believe? Something tells me it’s the latter.” He held you tight against him with one arm, the other raising his axe. “It’s truly a shame that your beauty must go to waste, you were truly a wonderful person both inside and out but I’m afraid that your life must end here.”

Before he could prep his swing, you pulled away and grabbed the nearest pot, launching it at him, the ceramic breaking against his head making dirt rain down upon both of you.

Not even a second passed before his axe was flying at you, lodging itself into your neck, nearly severing your head from your shoulder. You should’ve been thankful really, thankful that Sungchan had given you a quick death, not his usual route since it was so painless and easy for both the victim and the assailant.

He liked a struggle, but for you he made an exception out of love so that the last thing you’d see was him, your lover, before everything stopped.

[moonlight-additions]

Learn The Alphabet With Elena

a/n: Anything written in italics is in English! Also I saw @1-800-enhypenbibi do this and liked the idea so I decided to do this with Elena! (Let me know if you want a background of any of these!) Aeri’s Version • Misun’s Version

Elena’s Masterlist

A - “Always approach people with a smile. It either comforts them or scares them. Either way it’s pretty effective for me.”

B - “Boring? You must not be paying attention.”

C - “Can you add like three extra espresso shots to my usual? It’s been a long day.”

D - “Do you ever just wink at a random person to see their reaction? No? Just me?”

E - “Everyone always talks about Jaemin’s coffee drink in my comments. At this point I’m going to try it live one day.”

F - “For someone who sang a song about someone focusing on them, you sure don’t focus on me.”

G - “Guys, I don’t need a sexy concept because I am the sexy concept.”

H - “Heels are essential.”

I - “If you’re going to call me a bitch, put boss in front of it.”

J - “Jongho is a baby. Wait, no, he’s an adult, but he’ll always be my baby.”

K - “Knowledge is Power, but like Cersei Lannister once said ‘Power is Power’.”

L - “Losing isn’t apart of my itinerary.”

M - “Make sure y’all are keeping hydrated and drinking water! On a completely unrelated note, remember I know how to box.”

N - “No. Guys remember, we don’t simp, we get simped over.”

O - “Opinionated but I’m always spitting straight facts!”

P - “People can talk about me, I really won’t care, but if they talk about someone I care about... well that’s a whole different story.”

Q - “Quite the contrary actually. I love pineapple but it does not belong on pizza!”

R - “Really? Cheating? Me? Pfft. I would never. I’m just that good.”

S - “Solo por un beso como Aventura, Mami hazlo por la cultura… if you know you know.”

T - “Trust me, I know what I’m doing, I watched a YouTube video over this. Trust the process.”

U - “Usually Yunho is here with me too. You’re right about that, but not today. Anyways look at my nails, I just got them done!”

V - “Very Nice me was a different me than the one now. We don’t talk about her.”

W - “Wrong. I’m good at everything.”

X - “X marks the spot I have in your heart.”

Y - “You think I’m ugly? Have you checked your eyesight recently?”

Z - “Zebras are crazy if you think about it. They’re just black and white horses.”

[tyongxnct]

𝑛𝑜𝑏𝑜𝑑𝑦 - 𝑁𝑎 𝐽𝑎𝑒𝑚𝑖𝑛

𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 - 𝐍𝐚 𝐉𝐚𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐧

pairing: Jaemin x reader

special guest: Jeno

summary: Letting random guys use your body wouldn’t bring him back, you knew it, but you still let them use you. Jaemin, the love of your life, promised you to come back. When Jaemin left to fulfill his dream of becoming an idol, he told you that he’d come back to get you. You fed yourself with lies and you were still waiting for him, even after years. You didn’t want to let someone else love you, only Jaemin could love you.

song: nobody - Selena Gomez

genre: breakup!au, idol!au, angst, a dash of fluff

warnings: mentions of sex, swearing, not a happy ending

word count: 1,7k 

A/N: This one’s really short but i still love it so much. I hope you like it as much as I do. Have fun reading 𝑛𝑜𝑏𝑜𝑑𝑦 !!!

© tyongxnct on all platforms

No heart, no hands, no skin, no touch Can get me there, nowhere enough To love me like you do, to love me like you do No kiss, no lips, no feel, no rush Can you keep me high, I swear no one Can love me like you do, can love me like you do, no

“We should do that again.”

You felt bad. You felt so bad for trying to replace him, replace his touches on your body and the taste on your lips.

“Yo, can I use your bathroom?” Jeno asked you. You just nodded. You hid yourself under your blanket, you didn’t want to look at your naked body, painted with a stranger’s touches.

It was always like this, you trying to get over him with someone else, but nothing and no one helped. Whenever you closed your eyes, it was him. Only his face, his hands on your body and the way he told you that he loved you as he made you cum.

You’ve been dreaming about him, thinking about him, and missing him. It was hard not to, everything reminded you of him. Your apartment, work, even your friends and family.

You felt empty, lost, worthless.

You let them fuck you and use your body, but you still felt useless.

Your soul was wandering around as they thrusted into you, deep, but you never felt like how you felt with him.

Nobody is going to love you like Na Jaemin.

Nobody's gonna love me like you Nobody, uh

three years ago

“Why are you staring at me?” you asked Jaemin after a while.

“You’re pretty.”

It was a night like any other night with him, you had dinner with Jaemin and then you watched a movie, well you watched the movie, he was staring at you the entire time.

“Watch the movie, not me.” You said shyly. “I’d rather watch you.”

You turned your face to him and pecked his lips, the little kiss was too short for Jaemin, so he took your face in his hands and pulled you closer to kiss you fully on the lips. His right hand pulled you on his lap, your legs one each side of his hips and his arms around the small of your back. You wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him closer, if that was even possible.

He slowly pulled away after your heavy make out session, both of you breathing heavily. “You know, you are the love of my life.” He breathed out as he put his forehead against yours. “You are my soulmate, my better half. My everything.”

“I love you so much, I never thought I’d be capable to feel so much for someone. Well, not just someone. You are Y/n and you are perfect. I don’t know what I did in my past lives to deserve you. I wish we could get married now, I can’t wait any longer, but I promise you, I’ll marry you one day.”

You felt the tears roll down your face. The words that left Jaemin’s lips made you feel so special, so loved and just over the moon.

“J-jaemin-“ you whimpered.

“Baby, are you crying? Fuck, I didn’t mean to make you cry.” He panicked and wiped away your tears with his thumbs.

“J-Jaemin I love you so, so much, I don’t think that I could live a day without you. I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you.” And then, he kissed you again.

His hands caressed your skin under your shirt as your hands wandered to his hair. “I love you.” He whispered against your lips.

No oxygen, can barely breathe My darkest sin, you've raised release And it's all because of you, all because of you And I don't know what it is, but you've pulled me in No one compares, could ever begin To love me like you do And I wouldn't want them to 'Cause

“We should go on a date, like, a real date. Not just fucking. I’m mean I love to fuck you, but yeah, I like you-“

Going on a date with someone who wasn’t Jaemin? You would never do that. You would never even think of doing romantic stuff with someone who wasn’t Jaemin.

They could fuck you and that’s it. No strings attached.

“Not gonna happen.” You put your bra and panties back on and ignored Jeno’s gaze on your body.

“Why? You can give me a chance. A simple dinner. Come on, Y/n. It won’t kill you.” Jeno still insisted.

It won’t kill you because you were already dead.

You couldn’t do that, you couldn’t let him manipulate you. You promised yourself that you’d only love Na Jaemin and you promised him. You would never dare to break that promise, because you only loved Jaemin and that would never change. Nobody could change that.

“I said no. If you want more than what we have, fine, go to someone else. I don’t need that, and I don’t need you.” You said coldly.

“He won’t come back. You know that right? You can push me away as much as you want, you’ll never get him back. He’s gone, Y/n. And he will never come back. Not for you. He left you, he left you because he didn’t love you as much as you love him. He left you because you weren’t enough for him. Jaemin left you behind, he left you all alone and broken and you will never get him back because he simply loves his idol life more than he has ever loved you. He’s in a fucking relationship and here you are still crying over him after years! Jaemin is not worth your love! Get that through your thick skull Y/n!” Jeno yelled at you.

You looked at him without any emotion on your face. “He loves me. He promised me he’ll come back to me. Jaemin promised me. He promised me that we’ll marry each other and that we’ll be happy together forever. Jaemin promised and he never breaks his promises.”

You were breathing heavily without noticing it, your voice broke and tears streamed down your face. Your hands were formed into fists and your nails dug into your palms. “He promised…” you whispered before you broke down completely. You were on your knees, crying your heart out because deep down you knew. You knew that he left you forever.

You were screaming hysterically and punching the floor with the little strength you had left.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, please stop crying. I shouldn’t have said that.” He caged you in his arms to stop you from hurting yourself. You let him. For the first time in forever you let someone who wasn’t Jaemin hug you.

“It’s okay, let it all out, it’s okay.” He whispered. You hugged him back, “It hurts so bad.” You sobbed into his chest. “I know, it’ll get better, I promise you.”

You cried in his arms until you fell asleep. Your body was exhausted and so was your soul.

Nobody's gonna love me like you Nobody, uh

Two years ago

“I love you, baby. But this is a huge opportunity for me. I can finally live my dream. I can finally become an artist.” He hugged you and you didn’t say a word.

“You know how much this means to me, right? Babe. Look at me.” He cupped your face and you looked at him with bloodshot eyes.

“You know I love you right?” he asked.

“I-I love you too a-and I’m so, so proud of you. I’m c-crying because I’m so happy for you.” You forced a smile on your face.

You weren’t lying. You were proud and happy for him, but the thought of being apart hurts you so much.

“So, you understand that I have to go?” he pecked your lips.

You nodded, “Y-Yes, and everyone is going to see my talented boyfriend. Everyone’s going to love you- Na Jaemin. You’re perfect and you deserve this so much.”

“You’re the best supportive girlfriend someone could ask for. Don’t worry baby, I’ll come back, and I’ll take you with me. Remember? I promised to marry you and I always keep my promises.”

“I love you, Jaemin. So much, I don’t know enough words to describe it.”

“I love you too baby. I’ll love you forever.” He pressed his lips on yours. Jaemin kissed you with so much passion and longing and you kissed him back and you knew that would be your last kiss.

That night, Jaemin showed you how much he loved you with his hands and lips all over your body. It was not your first-time having sex with Jaemin, but it was your last time.

I don't want nothing else Not when I've had the best I don't want nothing else 'Cause you showed me the best

One year ago

Na Jaemin and Shin Seolhyun reported to be dating!

You looked at that article for hours. Dispatch also added pictures of their secret dates, it was definitely Jaemin and a really pretty girl was on his side. It was hard to see his face. He was wearing a cap and sunglasses, he looked like a celebrity- well, he is a celebrity.

You cried yourself to sleep that night and when you woke up the next day, you wished you would never have woken up.

NCT ENTERTAINMENT CONFIRMES NA JAEMIN AND SHIN SEOLHYUN’S RELATIONSHIP

That was the big headline, once you started reading, you couldn’t stop the tears.

Na Jaemin and Shin Seolhyun are currently meeting each other and have mutual feelings for each other. They have been dating for 4 months already!

Congratulations to the couple!

He broke his promise. Na Jaemin broke his promise to love you forever.

You tried to erase that day, that day you decided to let men to use your body to forget about Jaemin. You and Jaemin were dating for four years and it’s been two years since he left you without contacting you ever again. Jaemin broke his promise but you were still completely in love with him. It hurt so much, so much to see him happy with someone else. Did he promise her to marry her too? Did he love her like he loved you? Did he forget about you?

No matter how often you let someone fuck and use you. No matter how much you tried to distract yourself. No matter how much you tried to hate him, you couldn’t. You couldn’t hate him, and you couldn’t let someone else love you, because nobody, nobody could love you like Na Jaemin.

SEQUEL:  𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 - 𝐍𝐚 𝐉𝐚𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐧