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fitecuddles · 1 year
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A relationship where you instantly miss each other right after being together.
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I’m not feeling good...
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fitecuddles · 2 years
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sinfully vowed to you - jjh
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open your legs, not your bible | sinfully vowed to you
SUMMARY. how far will you go for love? perhaps to the point you’re bound for marriage, but the groom you seek isn’t the one your heart beats for. and desperately, you must gamble everything without regrets.
PAIRING. jaehyun x fem!reader
WORD COUNT. 13.2k
GENRE. loads of angst, fluff, and slice of life at the end | rich bad boy!jaehyun, rich good girl!reader, implied enemies to lovers!au, forbidden romance!au
PLAYLIST. don’t blame me (sped up and reverb) by taylor swift [the main reason of how this story came to be]
WARNINGS. arranged married to a surprise neo, mentions and appearances of more neos, references to and slight bad-mouthing Christianity, one heated argument where 2 of the 10 commandments are recited, mentions and portrayal of manipulative parents, explicit language, petnames, “stop the wedding” shenanigans, mentions of Satan, mentions and potrayals of physical and verbal assault, eloping, allusions to virginity loss and sex, mention of praise kink, tension between rival families, pregnancy ((let me know I missed anything else))
⤑ vero’s words: reposting bc tvmblr being a bit rood for not showing up on the tags 💀 also did some minor edits and added extra parts i forgot from my final draft huhuhu but omg yeah thank you for all the love for the first part!!! i didn’t expect it to blow up my phone notifs soooo i hope this second part (unsure if it’s the last one who knows right) makes up the sudden cliffhanger HAHAHAHA happy reading!!! 💗
⤑ disclaimer: this is a work of fiction. i don’t own the people/characters written, but the plot is mine. translations or copying my work is not allowed.
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SIX HOURS BEFORE THE WEDDING.
They say a wedding is every little girl’s dream. Whether it was the white gown or having a gorgeous partner at the end of the aisle whom they truly love, it’s like magic unfolding by the eyes of their esteemed guests.
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fitecuddles · 2 years
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two nights, one you
✩‌ jaemin ‌x‌ ‌reader‌ ‌|‌ fuckboy!jaemin | strangers (who f*ck) to (brief) enemies to lovers | ‌10.9k 
SUMMARY‌ ‌⇾‌ a last-minute one night stand gone awry is extended into two nights when you’re snowed in at the cute (but rude) stranger’s apartment on christmas eve. [loosely based on the movie, two night stand] // part of the x-mas in ncity collection  GENRES ⇾ crack | smut | fluff  WARNINGS‌ ‌⇾‌ ‌lots of bickering and dialogue, smut, oral s*x (f and m receiving), fingering, mentions of alcohol/drinking, swearing, bit of angst before the end, jaemin’s an asshole… or is he? RATING‌ ‌⇾‌ explicit TAGLIST ⇾‌ @infnteen​ 
AUTHOR’S NOTE ⇾ it’s late (and long fsldkm), srysry but here it is! i hope the humour comes out in this and look away if falls flat zzz fingers crossed that i can finish the last two installments for this collection asap! 
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⇾ gif created by me, please don’t repost or share without credit!
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Maybe it’s because it’s the evening of Christmas Eve Eve and you’re feeling more lonely than usual.
Maybe it’s due to the two glasses of wine you guzzled down in the span of fifteen minutes that get you buzzed.
Maybe it’s your prominent six-month dry spell and you’re in desperate need for some much needed rain in your drought.    
Or maybe it’s just pure impulsiveness.
Regardless of the reasons, you’re aiming to get laid tonight.  
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only love can hurt like this | na jaemin. [M]
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SYNOPSIS: You didn't asked for more. You received all that he can give you, except for his heart.
pairing: husband!na jaemin x fem!reader
words: 4.5k
content: arranged marriage au, time skip, slight angst & smut
warnings: jaemin loves fucking y/n from behind :))
taglist: @frickyratz @lmkhandholder @donutswithjaminthemiddle @ashkuuuu @roohnyk @joepomonerof @nanadoux @her33n @oohyansi @jjaeyoonoh @jhoennysuhck @baehaechannie @sunshinedhyuck
author's note: i didn't expect that the preview would spark interest in some of you. i tried, really. any kinds of feedback is appreciated! ♡
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"Daddy!" Your daughter, Min Jae shouts as she saw her father entering the house with paper bags in his hand, the other with his assistants.
"How's my baby?" Jaemin asks as he opens puts down the bags on the floor and carries her in his arms.
"Perfectly fine!" She responds earning a bright smile from your husband, but the smile quickly disappeared with her next words, "But mommy got hurt today. My teacher poured the hot coffee on her dress!"
You make your way to the living room, chuckling at her words, "Min Jae, it was an accident, okay? I wasn't hurt."
Jaemin roamed his eyes all over your frame, you shook your head, "She was nervous, it's her first time holding the parents meeting."
He just nodded in response, tearing his eyes off you. "Alright, how about you open these boxes that i bought for you?"
Perhaps marrying Na Jaemin was a good idea. You were happy. Both of your companies are soaring, you have a sweet little five year old min jae to light up your world and you have everything you ever wanted.
Are you really happy? Of course, you are.
Everything felt easy, it's like you were already assigned to do things. It's like marrying for convenience felt so normal but it was not. You hate to admit but it was like business.
You tucked Min Jae to bed, turning off the lamp and slowly closing the door to walk the other side of the hallway for your room.
You see Jaemin in his usual shirt and sweatpants, sitting on the chair and reading some thin stack of papers. You walked inside the closet, changing into your nighties, ready to sleep again without having to talk to your husband.
"Where did she pour the coffee on you?" You were startled to hear Jaemin talk as you walk to the bed, "On my lap. It was okay, i was wearing foamy underneath. It didn't hurt."
He didn't say anything, you took the cue to sit down on the bed and lie down, covering yourself with the comforter with the hope of having a good sleep.
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You woke up by the sound of Min Jae saying your name couple of times. "Mom! Wake up!" You opened your eyes to see your daughter all giddy and excited, "Daddy cooked for breakfast, let's eat!"
You raised a brow, he rarely do those things. He cooks something for Min Jae but you always wake up later than the usual, not joining them.
"Hmm, baby. You eat first, I'll sleep a bit more. Okay?" You were tired being in school half day, there were many curious women about you and your family and so you were exhausted to socialize.
Min Jae slightly pouted, "I guess you're tired. Okay, mommy!" She smiled and ran towards the door to head downstairs.
A couple of minutes passed and you heard the door opening, "Let's eat breakfast." Jaemin said as he peeked inside the room as you open your eyes again.
You sat down on the bed, nodding your head. "I'll be there."
Jaemin nods as he walks to the halls and goes downstairs. You washed your face first then headed to the dining room.
"Mommy looks tired. Give her a kiss, daddy!" Min Jae suggests as she chews her food before swallowing, "Mommy always wants kisses from me when she's tired."
Jaemin smiles, wiping the sauce on her daughter's face. "Later, baby. I'll give mommy all my kisses."
You smiled as you see how you daughter's eyes sparkled when her father said that.
"Won't you be late today?"
Jaemin glances at his wrist watch, "It's still seven."
You nodded. Right. He goes to his office at eight. You finished your food, leaving your daughter and husband as you allowed them to talk and bond in their own way. You started to arrange the messy stacks of snacks in the hanging cabinets.
"I gotta go to work." You hear Jaemin says behind your back but you didn't expect his lips on your cheek and his hand smoothly on your waist. You let out a small "alright" as you continue to do your thing.
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"Are you happy?" Haechan startles you, a wine glass in his hand.
"Bitch, I am."
"Well, yeah. Of course you're happy. You have that little ball of sunshine. I'm talking about your marriage, bitch."
Here you are, in an event because your husband has yet made another successful project so you have to be present. You're used to it anyway.
You rolled your eyes, sipping on your glass. "Of course!"
Haechan didn't say anything after that, only staring at you. "Stop, Donghyuck. I'm trying to be okay. I have my daughter, it's fine."
"Look what we have here!" You heard a familiar voice and an arm that snaked on your waist, tilting your head to see him, it was Mark Lee!
"Oh my God, Mark! It's been so long. How are you?" You didn't hesitate to hug him tightly as his arm is still encircled on your waist.
"I'm good, how about you? Damn, You look good!" Haechan was just standing there, rolling his eyes at how you both exchanged compliments.
Mark turns to Donghyuck as they shook hands while the other lets out an, "Oh, Canada!"
You were too fond of chatting with the two when you felt someone hugged your legs, "Mommy!"
"Hi, baby. Where's daddy?" You said as you stroked her hair but she just ran back to her grandparents table.
"Right here." Jaemin's voice was low as usual when he said that, entering your circle. Mark casually takes off his hand on your waist to shook hands with your husband. "Bro, it's nice to see you. You guys have a beautiful family!"
The side of Jaemin's lips perks up, "Thank you. Can I have my wife for a while? There's someone who wants to meet her."
He didn't wait for a response, Jaemin places a hand on your back, walking away from the two.
"Who is it? I think I've talked to every single person in here." You let out a laugh.
He didn't answer, he wrapped his arms on your waist instead and planted a quick kiss on your lips. You were surprised by his action and you immediately looked around, there were people who are smiling and giggling when they saw how Jaemin stole a kiss from you.
"What are you doing? They're watching." You whispered and looked at him.
"They better be watching." He whispers back as he leans to capture your lips again. Closing your eyes and letting your husband suck on your lower lip before pulling away.
You noticed your lipstick stained on the side of his lips and wiped it with your thumb. "I think that's enough." Jaemin says as he also does the same to your lips.
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The event ended and you went straight home because your daughter wants to, she immediately fell asleep after her half bath.
And you...you bite your lip to supress your moans while Jaemin fucks you from behind.
You felt him raised his body a bit, angling his hips on the side as he pushed your leg with his knee and starts to pound into you.
The position made you roll your eyes to the back of your head, your hands on the headboard for support.
"Mmmh, please, please..." You let out small whispers as he speeds up with his thrusts.
"Yeah? You want it inside you?" You nodded frantically as you hear him mutter some words.
"Fuck, you are still so fucking tight for me. So beautiful." He grabs a fistful of your hair making your back arch as your legs shake and pupils dilate upon reaching your highs.
"Shit," Jaemin grunts, slamming his cock harder with an insanely fast pace that has you seeing stars as he hit wonders of your cavern.
His hot juice fills your womb as he keeps his slow thrusts to milk you with his cock. Jaemin detaches himself from you, lying on the bed.
You lied down, catching your breath while you feel your legs go numb. Perhaps it was because of how exhausted and tired you were, so you drifted off to sleep.
You woke up with an arm dangling on your waist and you felt hot breaths on your neck just to find Jaemin sleeping peacefully next to you.
In those five years, you have to admit that what happened last night almost happens every week. Of course, you take shots after you had Min Jae to focus on her and not get pregnant at least.
But you...wanted more. Not just sex but his heart. You wanted to love him, you want to love him. But you already have it in your mind that he will never reciprocate the love you will give, and you were afraid so.
Jaemin groans and stretches his hand as you close you eyes again and pretends to sleep, he caressed your bare waist and planted a soft kiss on you nape.
He gets off from the bed and heads to the bathroom for him to prepare for work, and you were left with your chest hurting with need.
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"No, ma'am. Don't ever think about it. The last time you worked so hard in your office and fainted, Sir. Na was so mad that he was shouting at the hospital staff." Sela, one of the oldest house help tried to stop you from getting out of your house.
"You are overreacting. He was mad at me for being careless. Anyways, don't worry. I'll take care of it."
The office telephone rings harshly, you picked it up ready to entertain the caller, "Hello, this is Y/S/N speaking, What can---"
"Seriously, Y/N? I told you not to work." Jaemin's voice resonates in your ears. He found out, of course.
"It's been months, I'm okay. I won't push myself too hard."
You heard a sigh on the other call, "Okay, let's go home together later. I'll pick you up."
You didn't answer, expecting he would drop the call after that. "Y/N?"
"Yeah. I'll see you later." You responded to him as the line went off and you continued to sign some papers.
Someone knocked and went in your office, seeing Jisung handing you some stamps, "Mrs. Na. Here's the stamps you asked for. It's tiring to sign with pens right?" He chuckles, his white hair perfectly suits him.
"Oh, Jisung! It's been a long time. You've grown!" You laughed as you stood up and tapped his shoulder. "I told you, we should've adopted you, right?" He only flashed his sweet smile and shook his head as he exited your office.
You finished signing papers, your head resting on the swivel chair as you observed how the sun changed.
It was almost setting. You can see the buildings in front of you, knowing that just some blocks away, your husband is in his own office too.
Your telephone rings, clicking something on it and hearing the front desk say that Jaemin is already on the ground floor.
You got your bag as you walked outside of your office, being greeted by the hard working employees and seeing their smiles after a long tiring day. They're finally happy to go home. Chuckling to yourself as you arrived at the ground floor, the parking lot to be exact. You saw Jaemin leaning on his black Ford Mustang.
Your heels clicked as you walk towards him, he raised his head and grabbed the car door open. You thanked him before sliding inside.
The travel with Jaemin was smooth and peaceful. You were so used to his silence that you never dared to question it.
He clears his throat, nervous to strike a conversation. "How was work?" He lets out.
You smiled, "It was fine. Jisung grew up."
Jaemin couldn't stop himself from smiling, "Yeah? He's an adult now. Should've adopted him to accompany Minjae."
"That boy works hard, I'm glad he's the head of his team now." You said as the car halts at the little traffic that was formed.
You unconsiously glanced at Jaemin only to see him looking at you as he plays with his lips using his thumb, his other hand on the steering wheel. You look away as you felt your cheeks heat up. Damn it, after all these years.
He chuckles at your reaction, "Are you still wearing foamy underneath?"
You were wearing a black fitted dress just above your knee that hugged your figure. Shit, are we doing it here? You thought so yourself.
What should I say? If I tell him I'm just wearing my panties underneath then that means I'm saying yes? How the fuck do i answer that? I also-
You straightened your back, "Yeah, I'm wearing it."
He nods, a ghost of smile appearing on his lips. "Alright."
Jaemin continues to drive. That's it? I must be crazy for thinking he wants it.
You both arrived home safely, Min Jae running to the front of your house only to get carried by his dad. You and Jaemin walked side by side while he carries your daughter as she reaches for your cheeks, kissing it.
All this time, you were always thankful for Jaemin because he never made you feel like you can't do anything after you were married. He takes care of you, your daughter, everything. And you hated that, you felt like he was just doing it because it's business. You are business. That it was a responsibility that he can't avoid.
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There's been rumors running around in the office lately. The way they go silent as you walk through the office halls, and the way you see pity in their eyes as they look at you.
You aren't that blind but really? Why now?
You plopped down on your chair, your nerves shaking as you recall what you heard.
"She isn't enough for him already? Someone saw Mr. Na going out from the hotel with a woman."
"He's a fucking jerk. He has a son and a wife. How could he?"
"Maybe she's no fun."
You sighed as your shook you head. Later on smiling while tears starts to swell in your eyes, "Maybe I am, no fun."
Did he found someone he truly likes, aside from business? Or did he realize that he doesn't want me anymore, and that he no longer needs me. You laughed at yourself, "Did he even needed me or wanted me? Nope, Y/N. He never did."
So you decided to fake it till you make it.
You wore your best smile as you walk down on the stairs, with your silky burgundy red backless dress. You immediately spotted your daughter on his grandfather's lap, giggling.
You roamed your eyes, finding Jaemin talking to an unknown bunch of group. A woman beside him that casually places her hand on his shoulder as she laughs. You rolled your eyes at the action.
Making your way on your family's table, you notice the eyes around you, some saying, "You look so good tonight, Y/N!" You chuckled at the shower of compliments.
"Hi baby!" You approached Min Jae, going down on your knees to level her. She pouted, "Where were you, mommy?"
You gently squeezed her cheek, "Mommy got dressed for tonight. How do I look?" Her eyes only focused on your face, "You look beautiful as ever, mommy. Can we go and find daddy, please?"
You stood up and took a seat beside her, "Daddy's busy and the party will start soon. Why don't you go and play with the other kids, hmm? Sela will look after you." She looked up and pointed her index finger on her cheek, "Okay!"
"How's married life, dearest?" Your father asks. "Never better, dad."
You kept the conversation short knowing that they will all just pester you with it except your mom who has her eyes on you while Jaemin finds his way to get seated next to you.
Your eyes are set on the stage as they presented a film starting from your family's business and merging with the Na's.
Jaemin exchanged words with your parents, casually laughing with them as they talk about whatever the fuck they're talking. Jaemin gently places his hand on your thigh, he leans closer to your face as he whispers, "Where's Minjae?" You replied by pointing to Sela on the transparent playroom for kids on the side. He nodded and you noticed how he looked at you for seconds.
Plenty of people came to your table, talking about how great it is to have a company soaring for years now and Jaemin's hand on your thigh never left, he keeps on gently squeezing and and tapping it.
You placed your hand on his, he looks at you with a hint of smile on his face due to his last conversation.
"We'll go home first. You can finish the event." You obviously didn't need his answer as you stood up and said your goodbyes. You walked with Sela, your sleeping daughter is in your arms.
Tucking Min Jae to bed, you heard the familiar car engine. Slowly closing the door in her room, you walked to yours, taking off your heels.
Jaemin takes the stairs, he found himself saying goodbye to those people who came and immediately followed you both home.
You walked inside the closet, ready to take off your dress when your husband comes in. His large steps on his way to the closet didn't help as you saw yourselves in front of the wide mirror. He loosens his tie, "Y/N, what's wrong?
You sat down on the high chair that was placed in the middle of your make up table, taking off your earrings. "What do you mean?"
"You've been silent at the party. Did I do something wrong?" His eyes curious, you looked at him through the mirror. "Wasn't I always silent? Was I talkative before?" You smiled and shook your head.
He didn't answer, for a second you thought that you saw fear on his face. But i guess that was what you wanted to see, the fear in his eyes of losing you. You sure are delusional.
He lowers his head and proceeds to walk on the closet, folding his dress shirt until his forearm. You waited for him to finish.
Perhaps it was the feeling that you've been keeping, or the dignity you have left for yourself that you uttered those words.
"Next time, don't be seen. You have a family. You also have the resources to hide her, were you that excited to do it in a hotel instead?"
Jaemin halts from his steps, his eyes are on you. "What the fuck are you talking about?"
"You know what I'm talking about. You should have told me that you want to fuck other women around you."
You stood up, still not looking at him. Afraid you'll breakdown and cry and even beg him to only have you.
He harshly took a step towards you, holding both of your shoulders to make you turn to him. "What did you say?"
You keep your eyes on the floor but you looked at him after he chuckled lowly, licking his lips. "You think I cheated on you?" He softly places his forehead to yours, "It's only you, baby."
He slides his hand from your shoulders to the side of your waist, "I don't know what you heard but you heard it wrong. I did have a quick meeting in a hotel, with Jaehyun and his girlfriend. It wasn't just me and her, you can ask the hotel for the cameras if you want." Jaemin laughs, his voice lower than the usual.
You were stunned, the only thing that was on your mind was when he said it was only you.
He tilted his head, closing the distance between your lips and his, but before he can kiss you, you placed a hand on his chest, pushing him gently.
"Who am i to you?" Your voice sounding weaker. Jaemin searched for any trace of emotion on your face. "I should ask you that. What am i to you?" He returns the question.
You felt frustrated and so you spilled yourself to him, "You are everything to me, Na Jaemin. You and our daughter. I know that this is all business to you! That i am your responsibility, that i trapped you into this marriage but," Your voice broke as Jaemin stares at you, "I want you more than you ever wanted me."
Jaemin wraps an arm on your waist as he crashes his lips into yours, your tears flowing as you closed your eyes to kiss him back. He pins you on the wall and pauses before kissing you again, "I always thought that i was the one who trapped you into this marriage, and i was a fucking fool for being miserable for nothing."
"I live only for you, baby. Always you." He whispers as he easily slides your silk dress from you. You saw how his eyes was clouded with adoration and lust, snapping your brassiere off, he crouched down and ran his tongue around the edge before sucking your nipple.
He alternately licks and sucks on your nipple while his hand snakes on your panties, sliding the fabric aside and without hesitations, he pushed a finger inside.
"Oh my, fuck." Your mouth hangs open as you shut your eyes from the pleasure, Jaemin sucks your nipple as he looks up at your pleasured face. It wasn't long before he added another finger inside you, thrusting it in and out harshly, curling it, knuckles deep as the loud squelch of your wet pussy can be heard.
"Ah! Please, Jaemin." Your legs felt week as you reach your highs but he deliciously withdrawed his fingers which made you whine.
He quickly turns you around, facing the mirror. He was behind you, his eyes hooded as he unbuttons his dress shirt. The sound of his belt and the way he unzipped his slacks, pushing it down till his thighs. He placed a hand on your back.
"That red dress has been torturing me all night. All eyes were on you. Did you liked that?" Jaemin's voice was hoarse.
You shook your head, lifting your eyes to meet his gaze in the mirror. "Did you like being touched in the arm by the woman who talked to you?" You talk back.
"I didn't even noticed that. God, it's been so long since i fucked that mouth of yours. Don't you think?" His tip touches the entrance of your pussy and you moaned at the sensation.
Jaemin grabs a fistful of your hair making your back arch as you tried to wiggle your ass on his crotch.
You screamed in pleasure as he slides his cock inside you, filling you to the brim. "Oh, jesus fuck. This pussy is still so tight for me." He grunts as he leans back and starts to move in and out of you.
You placed your hands on the mirror for support as Jaemin fucks you mercilessly. "Nnghh, ah!" He lifts one of your legs as he angles his hip and slams his cock deeper inside you.
"Jaem, coming, i'm--" You shut your eyes tight as your legs shake while he rams inside you with an insanely fast speed and cursed under his breath as he shoots his cum inside you.
You leaned on the mirror, panting as Jaemin lowers your legs and holds your waist to prevent you from falling while he detaches himself from you.
"I am already yours. I have always been yours, Y/N." You heard him whisper as he slides his arms under your thighs and a hand on your back to carry you and place you on the bed.
You woke up with a feeling of content as you feel Jaemin's lips on your neck, leaving wet kisses. "Good morning," He says as he raises his body up, capturing your lips for a quick kiss. You immediately covered your lips after the kiss making him chuckle. "What?"
"I haven't even brushed my teeth!" Your words muffled due to your hand on your mouth. Jaemin towers over you, he places himself on top of you as he pushes your legs open with his knees.
"What about it? I don't care." You felt his erection poking on your stomach, his large hands gripping both of your breasts as you shut your eyes and bite the palm of your hand.
Your pussy throbs as you have the need and desire to let him make love to you again. Jaemin grunts at the sight of you, his other hand stroking his cock as he penetrates your pussy with his tip but before he can push any further, you two heard a knock on the door.
"Ma'am, your family is the host for today's gathering with Minjae's friends. Is there anything else you would like to add than the usual?"
You pushed Jaemin away making him groan, "Come on." You quickly ran to the closet and got dressed decently. "Wait a bit, Sela!" Coming out from the closet you signaled Jaemin to get dressed as he painfully closes his eyes, his erection still evident.
You open the door, founding Sela talking to another house help as you get out and walk through the halls and heads to the back yard, "Are the parents coming too?" Sela nodded. "Alright, let's add pasta and have some types of sauce to choose. I guess that's it."
Coming back in your room, you found Jaemin coming out from the bathroom with only a towel on his waist, beads of water sliding through his chest as he heads to the closet. You thought he was going to work but he played with Minjae's friends and he has his arms all over you as you casually talked to other parents.
When the mothers of the children stopped talking to you, Jaemin turned to you, now you're both properly facing each other.
"Now i have your attention." He smiles as he tightens the hold on your waist as you look up at him adoringly. He brings your hand on the left part on his chest, "I was scared that you would push me away and just imagining that i can't be next to you drives me crazy," He leans his face closer to yours, making your heart beat faster than it was, "My heart only beats for you and i promise, that from now on, I'll take care of yours. I love you, Y/N."
"I love you, Na Jaemin." You felt tears on the side of your eyes rising up as he plants a soft kiss on your lips, you heard some squeals and you felt someone hugging both of your legs looking down to see Min Jae giggling as Jaemin lifts her up and kisses her cheek.
You didn't ask for more, you received all that he can give you, and he gives his heart willingly. Who are you to complain? You looked at Jaemin and Minjae as they mirrored each other's smiles. This, right here, is love. They say if it hurts you, it's not love. Truth is, love comes with hurting, you just have to see if it's worth it. And it is, with your husband and your daughter in front of you.
Jaemin nudges your shoulder as she puts Minjae down, "I'll take a break from work. Maybe we can continue what we were doing later- aw!" He dramatically reacts as you slightly smack his stomach.
Oh my, Na Jaemin.
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only love can hurt like this | na jaemin by idyllicallycharming.
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Sooooo... WHAT AM I GONNA THINK ABOUT THIS INFO
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throwback to when johnny exposed mark for playing guitar shirtless at the dorms
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MODEL JAEMIN vs. PHOTOGRAPHER JAEMIN
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fitecuddles · 2 years
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home — mark lee
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home has always been a place to mark lee.
vancouver with its unpredictable rainfalls and the crowded neighbouring suburban cities that surrounded it. distant memories of the bustling streets of new york and lights that illuminated the city that never slept. seoul, the capital of his parents’ homeland and mark lee’s home ever since he traded his childhood for a life in practice rooms and recording studios. thirteen years old and navigating a foreign country with korean as his second language (he could never understand it in the same way he did with english, even after a decade had passed by in a blink of an eye).
mark is someone who stays true to himself. it’s one of the things the industry has let him keep from the person he had been before he stepped inside the building of s.m entertainment when he was thirteen, one of the many reasons he’s so adored and looked up to by his fans and other idols. even after nct rose to fame and became international icons– after he’s earned the titles pro-debuter, s.m’s all-rounder and the golden boy of nct he never lets himself forget where he began. the doe-eyed boy from the past who saw the sky in the old practice rooms more often than he did with the real one, reaching for the stars from where he stood on solid ground.
he doesn’t forget where he came from either. mark doesn’t think he ever will, or if he could ever forgive himself he did.
sometimes, he closes his eyes and imagines he’s in vancouver again; the slippery roads and constant rain showers and unpredictable snowfalls, the route to the koreatown located in the west side along robson street that’s mapped into the deep crooks of his memory. it’s something the years of living in seoul and practically sleeping in the practice rooms throughout his childhood has never been able to take away from him. he holds onto it like a vice, clutching it close to his heart and guarding it in his calloused hands.
mark doesn’t let go easily.
his home, his dreams, his ambition. they’re all things that mark keeps preciously, sometimes allowing the fans whom he adores so much to catch a glimpse. without a filter, he tells people of how much he misses vancouver, how he wants to be selfish and aspire for more than he has already achieved. he wants his name to go down in history. he wants the lyrics he writes and the stories hidden in the margins to be found centuries later and be called poetry, art. he wants to be recognised as a superstar, to make such an impact that he ingrains himself in the hearts and souls of those who listen to his music. he wants to do all of that, to achieve all his dreams, before he goes home to canada and lives out the rest of his life in peace.
and it all comes down to this fact: when the confetti settles and the lights die down in the empty stadium, mark lee will always find his way home.
to vancouver, in his childhood home in the suburbs where he eats together with his parents and his older brother at the dinner table. to seoul, where he bumps shoulders with his members as he helps himself to another serving of rice while laughing at haechan. to the practice rooms and recording studios of s.m entertainment, where he dedicates his life to his songs and music and hopes that the stories hidden in between the lines of the music sheets will be enough to reach the hearts of those who listen to him.
home is you. the warm bed he comes back to when he finally allows himself to leave the stifling comfort of the company building, a hot cup of tea in the kitchen counter and his pajamas already set on the foot of your shared bed. your two arms wrapped around his torso, your body warm against his own and allowing him to curl into your side like the rest of the world could disappear if he hides in your embrace long enough. it’s the words that you whisper when you think he’s asleep, lulling the frantic beat of his heart into a similar erratic melody singing his love for you rather than the anxiety that threatens to pull him under every day. home is you, mark’s lighthouse in the middle of a hurricane.
and mark feels a little ridiculous for realising that home was never just a place until he met you, but when he sees himself spending the rest of his life by your side, he finds that it doesn’t matter as long as he always has you to come home too.
and he’ll never let go.
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stars in his eyes  ﹒  ml
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info﹕mark lee was originally just a name to you — until the day you found out you had many connections with him.
genre﹕fluff, angst, comedy, slowburn, mark x f reader, slight yeonjun x reader, annoying bsf jaemin, university au
wc﹕21k+
warnings﹕mentions of underage drinking
an﹕omfg its FINALLY done. PLEASE ENJOY
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when people hear the name mark lee, it’s almost as if a light bulb turns on in their head, the cogs of their brains rotating and immediately recognizing the infamous name. his heart was as big as his smile, although he was a little shy towards acquaintances, he has always been kind hearted and thoughtful towards everyone.
seeing mark lee was like an unspoken routine for people of your university; always late to his classes, people would see him running across campus, textbooks nearly falling out of his bag as he waved to friends he passed by. him being a music major, it wasn’t odd to see him sitting at a table on campus, headphones in his ears as he bounced his head to a song he was working on.
in all honesty, you had no connections to mark lee, or so you thought. he was just a name you knew, a face that you could point out in the crowd due to seeing the young man stumble throughout the uni halls. 
“oh my god, i’m so sorry,” a voice says to you as you make harsh contact with them, knocking you down to the ground. you let out a huff of frustration, the stranger holding out his hand for you to take.
you look up, eyes meeting a pair of chocolate brown ones that belong to mark lee. your mouth was slightly parted, staring up at the young man. you reach out to grab ahold of his hand, him pulling you up gently. you dust off your knees, the boy clearing his throat.
“again, sorry,” mark mutters out, picking up the items that had fallen out of your bag when you had dropped to the ground. 
“it’s fine,” you assure him, swallowing the built up saliva in your mouth. the boy looks back to you, squinting his eyes, before they widen again and his mouth forms into an ‘O’ shape.
“i know you,” he states. you lift a brow, adjusting the strap of your tote bag on your shoulder.
“do you?” you reply casually.
“yeah, um, you’re y/n, right? i’m not sure if you remember but we met in high school? senior year?”
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dream 00' line + mark's reaction to you presenting them flowers !
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genre. fluff ! pairings. dream, 00!line + mark × gn! reader ! tw. none that i can remember ! a/n. i loved writing this lol !
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MARK. He thought that you got flowers to present to a friend or relative. But, you gave it to him and said that they were for him. Surprised & flustered af. “Wait, really?” “Yes, honey. They’re for you.” can’t control his giggles. Very touched by your thought. He kept it safe in a vase. Gets sad after they start wilting. But you presented him another, so it’s all good. Little did you know that he preserved all the flowers you gave him, pressed in a book, which he opens whenever he misses you.   
RENJUN. It wasn’t a bouquet or something. Just a small wildflower, you found while on a picnic with him. Was ready to fight, thinking you were gonna tickle him, but was met with you, tucking it behind his ear. “You look so pretty,” you complimented him, making him even more shy. He hums and looks away from you, trying to fight the smile that made its way onto his face. Replays the memory throughout the whole day. It was just a small gesture but, it made him fall more for you. 
JENO. Didn’t expect it at all. The happiest in this world when you presented it to him, saying that they reminded you of him. Gives you a big hug and thanks you. “You’re the best partner in this world. I love you,” “Jeno, they’re just flowers. Nothing big.” Gets offended. Protects it with all his strength. Takes a lot of photos with them. Gets really sad when they start wilting. Gives it a proper burial. Who knew that Jeno could get so sentimental over flowers?
HAECHAN. It isn’t new for him to get flowers from others. Isn’t surprised or over the moon but he can see the effort you put into it. You presented him a bouquet of sunflowers with baby breath and honeysuckle. “Do they have any meaning? I know about the sunflower,” he curiously looked at the bouquet, admiring it. You chuckled, “Sunflowers for admiration, honeysuckle for affection and baby breath for everlasting love. Boring choice, rig-” Before you could finish your sentence, his lips were on yours. He memorised the flowers, so that he could present it to you on your wedding day.
JAEMIN. In disbelief. Looks as if his entire life was a lie. Based on his reaction, you thought he didn’t like it, “Do you not like it?” “No. I love it! It’s just, no one gave me flowers before.” you cooed and gave him a hug, which he returned back gladly. You could feel his smile even though you couldn’t see him. “You gave me flowers, because you like me, don’t you? I accept your proposal.” “But, we’re already together.” “Ok, so, you accept MY proposal.” “What?” “Marry me.” “What?” and, that’s how you almost got married to Na Jaemin after presenting him flowers (not that you complain)
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fitecuddles · 2 years
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SM, you see this? Ngl this got me thinking if this is real or not. 😍
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MARK - The 1st Mini Album 〖CITY LOVER〗
➫ 2022.08.02 (KST)
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Happy 23rd Birthday Mark Lee
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happy birthday mark lee! 
a mini compilation of mark’s words of wisdom for his 23rd birthday 
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happymarkleeday ♡ 220802
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mark lee in music videos through the years ↳ happy birthday to the hard-working, multitalented mark lee! 💕
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fitecuddles · 2 years
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a series of white lies
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❝ he calls me ‘dude.’ i can’t date a guy whose term of endearment for me is the same one he uses for johnny suh. ❞
PAIRING ▸ mark lee x fem!reader
GENRES ▸ fluff, crack, high school au, best friends to lovers, childhood friends to lovers
WARNINGS ▸ profanity, underage drinking, honestly just a lot of fluff, johnny has a twin sister in this, mark drives with one hand on the steering wheel and i thought this deserved a separate warning, me fulfilling my mark lee gamer bf needs, fluffy kiss scenes, and mutual pining (but they think it’s unrequited love) ofc !!
SUMMARY ▸ in which it takes you six years to accept that you’re in love with mark lee. (it takes him one.)
PLAYLIST ▸ crush by lucian, tiffany day • falling for u by mxmtoon, peachy! • rising, rising - bassnectar remix by crywolf, bassnectar
WORD COUNT ▸ 10,514 words
AUTHOR’S NOTE ▸ i was very much in my mark feels so i wrote this spontaneously !! this actually feels short to me idk why but 10k in 2 days ??? im fucking crazy………. but im free. hope u guys like it <3 
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YOU WERE ELEVEN YEARS OLD WHEN YOU FIRST ACKNOWLEDGED MARK LEE’S EXISTENCE.
He was Johnny Suh’s best friend—stuck at the hip since they were preschoolers. You had seen him around the house when you went to play with Johnny’s twin sister, Jia, but you never paid him any attention. At the age of eleven, you and Jia could care less about boys; you just wanted to see who could braid each other’s hair the fastest and see if you could fit into her mom’s evening gowns without her noticing. (Spoiler: you couldn’t.)
Since you lived down the street, all you had to do was walk a few minutes to get to Jia’s house. Mark, on the other hand, always rode his bike. Your mother didn’t allow you to go over on weekdays, so you practically lived at Jia’s house on the weekends. Now, though, it was summer vacation, so you could do whatever you liked. Like it was any other Saturday morning, you walked over to Jia’s in the summer heat.
Today, however, no one answered the door.
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🚫 Mainstream
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