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Princess Treatment x NCT 127

Featuring: Nct 127 Hyung line Genre: Fluff, suggestive, sweet boys and a little of them being dom. Word count: 2.7k Note: Sorry for the delay but here they are, soon I'll publish the maknae line and then the Johhny fic. Hope you like it <3.

Taeil x cooking for you.

Even though he has the money to buy you a whole restaurant, he cooks for you every time he can. And I don’t mean cooking fried eggs and rice for dinner. I mean plates worth three Michelin stars. He would make you try new and extravagant things. However, every single one of them is cooked magnificent under his hands.

“Try this” He spoke, offering you a spoon with sautéed vegetables. You were sitting on the counter with your legs crossed. Watching your boyfriend getting inspiration. You bend over and eat his creation, being delighted with the result.

“Taeil, it’s so good.” You said smiling. He was looking at you determined. “Really? He asked looking at every detail of your expression to see if you were telling the truth. “Because I think it’s salty.” He says, trying another spoon, leaning his head and nodding. “Yeah, it’s salty.”

“Baby, it’s fine. Now can I help you please? I feel useless here.” You said getting down from the kitchen counter and facing the other vegetables he had on a kitchen board. But you couldn’t even touch them, since Taeil wrapped you in his arms and took you away from his working area. You tried to resist, but he made his grip stronger. Smiling at how cute you looked, trying to get away from his arms.

“You won’t move a finger my love. You are my princess after all.” He then leaves you on the door of the kitchen and places a kiss on your forehead.

“Now, please relax on the couch, watch your series and your dinner will be there in no time.” He said smiling brightly to you. You sigh and roll your eyes. “Fine. But next time, dinner’s on me.” You reclaim while you direct to the couch. But both of you knew Taeil would still cook for you anyway.

You were watching half of the episode of your series when Taeil arrives with two plates. He then comes with a fancy bottle of wine and two glasses. Maybe the dinner looked fancy, but you would still sit on the couch with the coffee table as your dining room.

That is the thing you loved about being with Taeil. He felt like home, a comfy and warm home. But still he would never make you feel ordinary.

You talk about everything, Taeil listening carefully as always, asking you questions about your day or the gossip of your workplace. His focus is completely into your words. As if it were some kind of sonnet. When you finished talking and eating, you tried to get up to clean up the dishes, but he stopped you, pushing you to the couch.

“Baby, at least let me clean the pl-” You were interrupted by a kiss on your lips. He smoothly takes the plate from your hands and leaves it on the coffee table. Guiding his hands now to your tights, going up slowly to your waist. “They can’t wait.” He said close to your lips with a playful smile. You chuckle before kissing him back.

Johnny x Princess Passenger.

Johnny's favorite dates were when you just got into the car and drove. It didn’t have to be somewhere in particular. He just needed you in the passenger seat, some music and the road. So, everything you asked for in the car was yours. You wanted to drive through? Right away. You wanted to put on the music? Ok for him. You wanted just to sleep? Bend the seat, he’ll be quiet.

For him, you could be doing anything and still love your company in the car. But he had one condition. As you know your boyfriend very well, he is very clingy. He needs to touch you to feel easy. And that includes even when you are in the same car. It can be touching your hand, or your thigh, or something else. Even though you love that about him, you would still tease him some days.

And today was definitely one of those days.

It was 10:00 PM, when Johnny called you. It was a surprise since you thought he would be working till late at night. “Hello?” You responded confused on the phone. “Let 's ride.” Your boyfriend responded with his usual excited voice. You can already imagine that playful smile on his face at the other side of the line.

“I thought you were working late.” You said while putting your shoes on. “Well, I am…” He said on the speaker. You try not to laugh, because you know your boyfriend. “And?...” You responded, making him continue. “Well, I escaped.” He confessed. You laugh. “Johnny, one day you will get fired.” You said getting up from your bed. You heard the laugh of Johnny through your phone.

“Just get your ass in my car. We’re going to get ice cream.” The thoughts in your head disappeared when you heard the magical word. “Yay! Ice cream!” So now you were in his car eating your favorite ice cream, hearing pitch perfect. Your life couldn’t get any better. “Give me some.” Johnny asked while driving. You handed him a spoon, and naturally like a professional he ate it with his eyes on the road. You found that so hot about him.

By instinct, he then leaned his head towards your hand. Looking for your caring, As I mentioned before, you were feeling a little playful. So instead of letting him feel your hand as you usually did, you removed your hand.

Him, completely confused, tries to catch your hand again. But you put it out of his reach, again. “Hey, what’s gotten into you?” he asks, looking at you weird. “Nothing” you say while holding your laughter. He nods and tries another move, this time reaching your tight. His grip was firm and secure. You bite your lip, knowing that he is just trying to provoke you. You loved when he grabbed your tight like that.

But still you removed his hand. You let out a little giggle when your boyfriend again tried to touch you. Letting him know that you were just messing with him. So he decided to pay you back. This time he used a little more force into his grip. Leaving your skin with red marks. You hold a moan biting your inner cheek. Johnny smirking at your reaction.

“If you take out your hand one more time, I’m gonna have to pull over and punish you princess.”

Taeyong x Giving you flowers

It was believed that victorians gave the yellow tulips the meaning of “there's sunshine in your smile.”

This man would remind himself that every time he encountered you, he would have to give you flowers. And not just any kind of flower. Every time he gave you one, this would be different than the last one.

And every single one of them had a specific meaning. He would probably investigate what kind of flower is and the meaning of his color. And do you think these flowers come alone? No, no. There is always a little note with a rhyme he created just for you.

You were at your work cafe when you suddenly felt two taps on your shoulder and turned to find no one. You shrink your eyebrows, thinking you definitely feel someone calling you. To your surprise, you turned around and found a beautiful bouquet on your face. The man holding them was hiding behind them. But of course you knew who it was.

“Tae, I thought you were on practice.” You say holding the bouquet and finding Taeyong behind with a smile. “I was, but that doesn't stop me from seeing my princess.” You smile sweetly hearing those words and looking at the flowers.

They were beautiful yellow tulips. Taeyong, seeing your smile, grins for himself and says “That’s the smile.” You look at him confused, not understanding what he said. “What?” He shakes his head and just gets closer to you, placing a short and sweet kiss on your lips.

“Nothing baby, c’mon I only have 10 minutes.” He quickly takes your hand and runs to one of the tables in the coffee shop.

During those 10 minutes you talk about nonsense. Taboo topics like the gossip in your workplace and in his. Some drama that happened with the members, ending in another hilarious fight between Haechan and Doyoung.

You laugh when Taeyong tells you this, imagining the dynamic duo screaming like they usually do. But you didn’t notice the moment you started laughing, Taeyongs chest filled with the air, gasping at how beautiful you looked right now.

It’s just when you laughed, you took his breath away. It was like a hundred start lights were blinding him every time your smile appeared. And he was delighted by it. Without him noticing, he raised his hand to take yours.

His gaze softened, focusing on you and you only. You stop giggling and look at him confused. “What?” He shakes his head, smiling now. “Nothing just… I love you so much.” You smile and intertwine your fingers with his. “I love you too.” He responds smiling and leaning closer to kiss your lips, but he was interrupted by your boss.

“Y/n, stop smooching and get your ass back to work.” She says from the board. Your boyfriend giggles and looks at you mischievous. “Someone is calling you.” You sigh and nod.

You get up from the chair, grabbing the flowers. “Thank you.” He smiles and caresses your cheek. “Of course princess.” He kissed you and left waving his hand like a little kid. You waved him back and went back to work.

Afterwards, when you were alone and more calm, you checked the card that was attached to the flowers. When you read the message you blush and feel a warmness in your chest.

"Her smile shines like rays of sunlight on a gloomy day, just like an angel, with every smile, she shines away the rain clouds, making my heart sway.”

Yuta x dress you.

This might be understood as he chooses all of your clothes, but no. He literally dresses you. He must put on your clothes all the time. Zip your dress, put on your hoodie, lock your necklace, anything.

But his favorite thing in the whole world is to tie your heels. He has something with your legs, So whenever he finds an opportunity, he touches them. And you knew it, so you used it every time for your own pleasure.

One night, you were preparing yourselves for a gala party of the company. Yuta was tying the aces of his shoes on the bed, wearing a black suit that fit him in a way that should be illegal. The first two buttons of his black blouse were open, making his chest clear to the open. You bite your lip, watching your sexy boyfriend being totally naive of his reaction to you.

So, since this morning you have been feeling a little… playful, you decided to tease him a little. You walked smoothly to him, Yuta still unaware of your presence. Just when you were in front of him, he raised his gaze.

“What’s wrong darling?” He asked softly. You smiled in return, looking down at him. Slowly you raised your leg, leaving it discovered because of your black long leg cutout dress, until your heel was between his legs, pressed against the mattress.

You gave him an innocent look, that both of you know it was fake. Still, he smiled wide looking at you up and down. He loved this act of yours. You smile in response and ask softly. “Would you help me baby?”

He analyzes your leg, going down slowly, finishing in your unwrapped heel. He chuckles, shaking his head. “You’re trying to provoke me, princess?” He says before straightening to have a better posture. You just shrink your shoulders. “I don’t know what you are talking about.” He giggles at your act of innocence.

His hand went to your leg slowly. Caressing your calf with his thumb, sending you chills to your core. He then reached out for your heel. Tying it like a professional, since he has done this so many times.

After finishing, he gets close to your ankle leaving a soft kiss on your skin. You chuckle at the sensation, making your boyfriend have his known playful smile. He tapped your leg twice. “The other one, please”.

You obey him by changing the leg. He makes the same process. His thumbs moved gently, like your skin was made of glass. You close your eyes, feeling relaxed and aroused by his movements. As you always did.

But you suddenly feel a little puncture on your leg. You let out a little scream and open your eyes, to find Yuta giggling. He had just bitten you. You gasp looking at him outraged. “Meany” You say smiling. “Teaser” He responds by getting up quickly, wrapping you in his arms and starting to kiss your neck.

You giggle and try to stop him. "Baby the gala." He separates and smiles playful. "Don't think you're getting away with this. The night has just started princess."

Doyoung x pays for everything

This man doesn’t even let you take out your wallet. You find amazing the ability Doyoung has to pay that fast. Whenever you try to pay, he already has his card in his hand, saying that “he got it.” It happens in restaurants, fairs, malls, even in gift shops. You can’t escape Doyoung’s money.

Even when he was not present.

You were facing yourself in front of the hairdresser mirror. With your new haircut, that you would still be trying to settle with. You wanted a change for this year, so you thought that your hair would be the perfect victim.

“So what do you think?” Your aunt asks, owner of the hairdresser. You always got your hair with her. She had an undisputed talent.

“It 's amazing. Thank you auntie.” You respond, getting up from the chair. “So how much do I owe you?” You turn around, facing her. When you do, you find a nervous face. Shrinking eyes and a tense smile.

“Yeah well, about that…” You look at her confused, but in just two seconds you got your answer. “No he didn’t” You say angry. Your aunt gives you an expression of defeat. “I told him it wasn’t necessary, but he insisted. And he gave me, well, a good tip.”

Of course he did, you thought. You thanked your aunt once again and went directly to your shared apartment you had with your boyfriend downtown. Knowing he would be there, to finally face him.

After a 10 minute walk, you finally reach your apartment, finding Doyoung on the couch. He gave you a wide smile, analyzing your look and instantly loving it. “Someone is looking gorgeous.” He says flirty getting up to embrace you with a hug.

“Thanks to you.” You say in a not so motivated way. He separates from you, looking confused. “What do you mean?”

“You paid my aunt for my haircut.” He didn’t change his confused look. “So?” He asks you. You sigh and separate to go to the kitchen. “I wanted, for once, to pay for something by myself.” You turn quickly. “It’s not that I’m not thankful.” Doyoung shrinks his eyebrows. “Good, because you don’t seem like it.” You close your eyes in desperation.

“That is not what I wanted to express.” You pause for a moment, and sight. “I just… I just feel like I’m taking advantage of you.” You feel your chest heavy, finally confessing that you felt guilty everytime he wasted his money with you.

But for him, it wasn't a waste. He got close to you, slowly to not scare you. You long for an exhausted or tired face on your boyfriend. But you only find a sweet and dearing face. Doyoung takes your face gently, caressing your cheeks with your thumbs.

“My princess, you can use me in any way you want.” He got close and gave you a peek on the lips. “It will never bother me.” You giggle and shake your head. “That doesn’t make me feel better.” You respond, wrapping your arms around your neck. He chuckles and gives another kiss on the lips. This one is deeper and stronger. He separates, giving you little kisses on the cheek and starts to talk in your ear.

“Maybe you’ll feel better when we go out and eat in a nice restaurant. So everyone can see that new haircut of yours.” You smirk, taking your boyfriend's face, for him to see you. “At least let me pay for dessert.”

He then smirks and leans his forehead against yours. “You are the only dessert I need.”

#nct #nct fluff #nct scenarios #nct 127 #nct x reader #nct imagines #nct 127 scenarios #127 #moon taeil #nct yuta nakamoto #doyoung #lee taeyong #taeyong nct #johnny nct

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g0ldenzinnie · 2 months

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hi, help me <3

so I have a problem of not knowing what fic to publish first. So I have in my locker one with Johnny boss x maid. And a one of nct 127 giving you different princess treatment. So what do you say?

#nct #nct fluff #nct imagines #nct x reader #nct scenarios #nct 127

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g0ldenzinnie · 4 months

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💌。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. ・゜✭・.・✫💌 About me :)

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g0ldenzinnie · 5 months

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Halloween Dates x NCT Dream P.t 2

Couple: Nct Dream x fem!reader

Genre: Fluff, suggestive, cursing, cheesy (a lot), halloween.

Word count: 5,31 K

NOTE: I know this is getting uploaded very late, I was busy with university and other stuff. But I made them longer so you can enjoy (I hope)

Haechan x Trick or treat

When he told you he wanted to do this, you thought he was joking. But of course, he wasn't. You didn't know if it was because you were on an examination period lately and didn't pay him as much attention. Or because he was low in sugar. Didn’t matter, you were there. Chasing children through the streets to pick candy.

“I can’t believe you convinced me to do this.” You say walking spiritless. Haechan bumps his shoulder with yours. “C’mon, it’s fun!” He replies, taking out some candy of his bag. Your bags were half full, surprisingly for you. Some of the adults laughed at you, showing in their front door. They thought it was cute of you to do this activity. And obviously, most of the women were enchanted by the soft gaze and smile of your boyfriend. Thanks to that, his bag was more full than yours. However, some of them were not as gentle. You lacked the fingers to count how slam doors you received. Judging looks, followed by rolling eyes. Your mood was decreasing from every one of these things. And Haechan noticed it. His objective for today was definitely far from being completed.

His idea started one week ago, when you were stressing over a test. You were pulling your hair with your fingers, your forehead against the desk. A whimper became a groan, and the groan became a scream. Haechan came running from the living room, and quickly went to you. He took your face with both hands and softly lift your gaze. Your eyes were watering, red and puffed. “My babygirl” He whispered, looking at you with affliction. “I’m sorry.” You murmured taking his hands, rejecting his embrace since you felt guilty. “I didn’t want to scare you.”

“Don’t” He argued. The last thing he wanted, was for you to feel ashamed to ask for comfort. Especially his comfort. He kissed your forehead, and took you bride style to the bed. You tried to stop him with the argument that you had to finish studying, however he didn’t listen. And also you were so tired. Emotionally and physically. He wrapped you under the covers and scoops beside you to cuddle. His hands were caressing your arms, his nose stoking cheek. And his beautiful voice humming a lullaby just for you. You felt in heaven. With this boy, the responsibilities and stress were banished. You were cozy and protected. That’s the reason you said the following, “I wish I was a kid.” And with that, your boyfriends mind started working.

Little did he know that his plan in the future was going to be a total failure. “Baby, I love you for doing this. And also I had fun, but I have to finish my project.” You said with worry. However, your boyfriend's mind was certain. He wasn't going to give up until he got what he wanted. “Okay, we can go home. But one last house.” You shake your head. “Haechan…”

“Just one baby, please.” He begged with a cute voice. His hands were behind his back and his body went left to right with an innocent look. You sight by his cute face and bite your lip. “Damn it, I hate it when you do that '' He leaves a satisfying laugh and gives you a peek on the lips. “Let's go '' He took your hand and quickly looked for a house to disturb. He soon finds one where some kids were gathered in the front door.

You put yourselves at the end of the line and wait. The kids passed by, and finally it was your turn. But the face of the lady wasn't as welcoming as before. She tries to close the door, but Haechan quickly stops her. “Trick or treat.” He says, smiling. “Please, you're not kids.” She replies, rolling her eyes. “We are inside our hearts.” Your boyfriend insisted. Apparently, the lady hasn’t been having a good day. Because what she did after, didn’t represent someone patient. She took a bunch of candy in a fist, and launched it to your face. “Here, now piss off. Assholes” She slammed the door on you and turned off the lights. You sight and bow down to pick the candy. Trying to swallow your anger and shame. Because first, you didn’t want to sink to her level. And second, you didn’t want to bother Haechan. He quickly helps you gently, but his face was pure anger. “Baby, let’s just go.” You comforted, rubbing his arm. He shakes his head, and gets up. “Not when that bitch disrespected you.” You get up and take his hand. “Look, it's fine. Let’s go.” He shakes his head with his jaw tightened. Rejecting any idea of walking out. “No, it’s not fine! She could’ve just not given us candy. Not shoved in our face. Especially your face.!” He barked, punching the door. Then, like in cartoons, you swear a lightbulb illuminated above Haechan’s head. He had that mischievous smile and gaze, just like a naughty kid. You shake your head, panicking because you knew that face, and you knew the ideas that came along.

“No, no. Whatever it is you're thinking, I’m not doing it.” You state before trying to walk away. He quickly grabs your arm, and leans you towards him. “You’re gonna love this. I swear it.” He kisses your cheek and guides you to another place.

After a quick shopping stop, you were again in front of the lady's house, with a tray of eggs.

“Haechan, I appreciate you doing this. And I really, really want to, but we could get in trouble.” He just gave you a grin. “It’s Halloween. It’s normal to make some trouble” He takes one egg out and passes it to you. You looked at it with doubt, and leaned your head. “I don't know.”

“What? You’re a chicken?” He started to cluck and dance around you imitating a chicken. You laugh at him mocking you. “Oh, so this is how it is?” You ask, raising an eyebrow. With sudden adrenaline, you launch the egg to the lady’s window. This breaks, leaving a mess. You laugh and cover your mouth. “Holy shit.”

“That’s it baby!” He screams proud. He takes another egg and launches it to the roof. You laugh and imitate him, pointing at the walls.

You kept doing that, celebrating each other's runs. The excitement running through your veins. You haven’t laughed like this for weeks. Haechan was pleased. Looking at your smile was the best reward he could ask for. There was only one egg remaining. He handed it to you. “Want to do the honors, miss?” He spoke, giving it to you as a precious gem. You bowed, taking it. “I would be honored, mister.”

You blow on it for luck, and stretch your arm for better aim. You didn’t know if it was the universe, or just luck. But the odds were in your favor. You think.

When you threw the egg at the door, at the same time the lady went out of the house. So the egg ended, not on the wooden door, but in the woman's face. You gasped and Haechan does the same while he chuckles. “That’s my girl!” The woman then screams of anger. “Damn you kids!”

“Ha! So you admit we are kids!” Your boyfriend rejoined. “Haechan run!” You say, taking his hand before the lady could catch you up.

Jaemin x Haunted House

“Hey, you are cheating! Open your eyes.” Jaemin says, tickling your stomach. “I don't want to! Ah!” You scream when another actor comes to scare you. You hide in Jaemin’s chest, and he wraps you in his arms, laughing. “C’mon Angel, it’s almost finished.” He says, encouraging you to keep walking. “You’re lying!” He puts himself behind you, giving you kisses on the head. You start walking through the dark and bloody hallway, with your hand covering your face.

You didn’t even want to go in the first place. Your local town held a trade fair for this Halloween, and you and Jaemin decided to go. It was pretty fun at first, but after a few rounds you already did everything, except for the Haunted house. “I am not going in there” You said, crossing your arms. Jaemin started to beg, putting himself to your level, since he was taller. His hands were together, and his lips were pouted. Giving you that gaze that was easily confused with starlight. He has never looked so cute.

“Please! I promise I will do anything you ask. Besides, it would be fun. I promise” You raise an eyebrow, smiling. “So, anything I ask?” Jaemin’s expression changed completely. “Wait, what do you have in mind?” After you told him, he refused immediately. But when you easily decided to keep going, assuming that you won, he said “Okay I’ll do it”. Your face drops in amazement. You were still trying to process the information, when your boyfriend grabs your hand and drags you to the haunted house.

So here you were, torturing yourself just to see your boyfriend dressed as a strawberry milk. According to him, the thing he hated the most in the world. “I'm not going to wear that disgusting thing, unless you open your eyes.” He says, still behind you. “That was not part of the deal” You state, still with your hands on your face. Jaemin then decides to start to take action. He wrapped his hands around your wrists, pulling your arms down, so you could see your surroundings. You try to stop him, but he just shushes you. “It’s okay. I’m here.” You whine, looking carefully, if something was going to pop up. Jaemin did too. He was never going to mention it, but he was freaking out.

A minute ago, he almost punched a guy when he appeared out of nowhere from a wardrobe. But he wasn’t going to run, not when you were here. He would rather die, then leave you alone with these people. Especially with the chainsaw guy, he looked at you very suspiciously. His thoughts were interrupted by your scream when a mourning bride appeared. He instantly wrapped you in his arms, repeating that everything was okay. It was, until a zombie popped behind him when you heard your man scream loudly and curse. Even though you were frightened, you turned smiling. “Easy baby, everything will be alright” You say, mocking him. “Yeah, yeah. Keep walking.” You laugh seeing his response, and kiss his hand.

After that, you entered what anybody would call “the eye of the hurricane”. Practically there was nothing in there, just some scary and gross stuff. The lighting was red, so barely you could see what you were stepping on. “You know, you don’t have to be manly.” You said all of a sudden. Jaemin was surprised by your declaration.

“It’s just that, I don’t want you to feel like you can’t be yourself when I’m around. You know?” You explained, without looking at him yet. You didn’t know how he was going to respond. Or if he would be offended. Experiences of your past relationships came by, where men were offended with their masculinity by the bare minimum. But Jaemin was different.

He made you turn to face him, looking at you delicately. He took your face with both hands with care, and gave you a smile.

“I am only myself when I’m with you, princess” He says in a whisper. Like he didn’t want the other scary actors to know. His thumb was caressing your cheek, making you feel more secure than ever. “You make me feel secure. Every time that I’m with you, I feel safe.” You smiled and left a sigh relieved. He reads your reaction and leans his head, confused. “Do you feel safe with me, princess?” He asks worriedly. You shake your head immediately. “I do.” Jaemin gives you a little smile. Then, he leans forward to give you a kiss. It was gentle, and comfy. Full of happiness and joy. Nothing like your surroundings. Jaemin broke the kiss, but he still stayed close to your lips, smiling at them. They were the sweetest candy he ever tasted, and he planned to never stop tasting them.

Except now, since behind you there was the most terrifying nun he ever saw. He screamed with all his being, making you turn around. You also scream, stepping back to Jaemin’s chest. “Screw this, let's run!” He screams, taking your wrist to pull you out of there. You pass the nest rooms, running for your life, screaming but also laughing. When it was finally over, you promised to each other, never go to another haunted house ever again.

And if you're wondering, yes. He did dress later as a strawberry milk, and you dressed as a chocolate milk. You were the cutest couple there.

Chenle x Costume Party

Definitely this was one of the things you better prepared in your whole relationship. You and Chenle started organizing this, since the day you declare yourselves as boyfriend and girlfriend. Looking for different ideas on the internet. “I think Rapunzel and Flynn would be cute.” You offered, looking at the picture. Chenle makes a grin and shakes his head. “I want something cool.”

“But it is cool.” You argued, pouting your lips. He smiles and kisses your head. “I’m not gonna disguise as something we already are, my princess.” He bragged confidently. You laughed and continued to look for ideas.

You had a lot of obstacles. You wanted more of a cute look, while Chenle wanted something more funny and cool. Then when you agreed on something, the guys would steal it from you. First it was Mark and Haechan, stealing your idea of dressing up as Mario and Luigi. Then, it was Renjun and Jisung with Cosmo and Wanda. And finally, Jeno and Jaemin, to your surprise, stole the idea of Judy Hops and Nick Wilde. “Who is going to be the bunny?” Chenle asked, playful. Jaemin smacked his head, acting offended. “Me of course, are you not paying attention?”

You were out of ideas. And obviously Chenle felt like the world was against him.

“Baby, we still have time. We’re just starting October.” You said in bed cuddling with him. “Yes, but I want everything to be perfect.” He complains cutely. You smile and kiss his cheek. “It’s going to be perfect. Because we are going to be together.”

He jokes making a vomit sound. “Cheesy”

You gasp offended and shoved his shoulder. “You're a child.” He laughs and says sorry while hugging you tight. When you accept his apology, he offers if you want to watch a movie. You nod and he sits up, to search for something on Disney+.

“So you are a child.” You say mocking him. He shushes you and keeps searching. That’s when you see it. You gasp and start to slap Chenle’s arm.

“Hey what’s your problem?” He asks angry, but then smiles seeing how excited you are. “I have an idea.”

Finally it was the day. You were fixing your wig in the bathroom, trying to make it fit right. “Baby are you finished?” Chenle asks behind the door. “Just a minute!” You replied, giving a few more touches to your eyeliner.

After a few minutes, you finally leave the bathroom, revealing yourself. Chenle sees you and smiles brightly. He fakes like he has been shot and falls on the bed. “Oh, my girlfriend is so pretty. I'm dying.” He says dramatically rolling over the bed. You cross your arms and smirk. “Yeah, yeah. Stop acting. Let me look at you.” He laughs and nods. He got up and spread his arm to give you a better look. You bite your lip and smirk flirty. He looked so hot. You whistle and make a signal with your finger for him to turn around. He sighs and does your command, slowly. The black shirt shaped perfectly his waist and chest. Also the belt and the pants give a better effect to his figure. The black leather gloves made the touch and finished with a flourish, a water gun in his waist.

“Is that really necessary?” You ask, pointing at his weapon. He looked at you with a frow and protected his water gun with his hand.

“Don’t take fuffy away.” You couldn’t hide your laughter. You coughed and looked at him funny. “Fuffy?”

“What? It’s cool.” He responds shyly. You smiled and went closer to give him a kiss on the cheek. He quickly wraps your waist and kisses your lips fervently.

“Can we get late to the party?” He suggests teasing close to your lips. “Chenle, we are already late.” You whisper smiling watching his reaction to your costume.

First, seeing you redhead was sending him over the clouds. It matched so well with your beautiful face and skin. Then it was your clothes. That black t-shirt marked your figure perfectly. And those baggy jeans were the ruin for him. Figuring his secret favorite part of your body, your butt.

“Then more later. This costume is driving me crazy.” He says, fixing his gaze without any shame through your body. You blush and give him a peek on his lips.

“Impossible.” You answer funny.

“I thought you were Kim Possible.” He joked. You roll your eyes and separate from him, shoving his chest.

“Let’s go. I promise we will do whatever you want when we get home.” You whisper with a flirty voice. He laughs and nods, remembering what you said. Promising he would reclaim his prize when he gets home.

You collected your things to go, when suddenly, looking at your boyfriend, you got an idea. “Baby.” You smile playfully. He looked at you, raising an eyebrow, and crossing his arms. He knew that looked. “Shoot.”

You come closer to him, taking his water gun. “Do you wanna get revenge?” You suggested, expecting for him to know where you were going. He smiled and gave you a kiss on the lips. “God, I love you.”

Later you got to the party, and started to search for your objectives. The house was full of people dancing and drinking but that didn’t matter to you. The ones that did, were hanging around the backyard. All with their stolen costumes. “Those sons of bitches.” Chenle roared behind the bushes where you were hiding. “Easy baby, move as one. Remember.” You spoke as you took your water gun out. “Ready?” You ask your partner in crime. He does the same and looks at you with a determined gaze. “Always.” You guys counted till three and jumped from the bushes to attack. Jeno, Jaemin, Mark, Jisung, Haechan and Renjun, were surprised by your sudden appearance, most surprised by your screams of war. Then, they noticed your weapons. “Wait no! No!” Mark shouted before he and all of the boys were wetted by you and your boyfriend. They try to defend themselves, launching their red cups filled with their drinks, but you easily dodged their attacks.

When Chenle and you ran out of water, the guys were completely soaked. Everyone looked horrible, but Renjun and Jisung were the hardest hit. Since both of them had hair dye all over their faces. “Yah! Do you know how much pink coloring I had to use to get my hair like this?!” Renjun complained with a shout. You laugh out of nervousness, and Chenle does the same but with naughtiness. “I’m sorry! But you deserved it. You are thieves.” You defend yourself.

“I’m not sorry. You guys all are bastards.” Chenle hissed without any regret. All the guys snapped at his insult and went straight to attack him. Lifting him up and launching him in the pool. He screamed like the dolphin he is, but the guys didn’t care. They left him there and said sorry to you on the way for making a scene. You smiled and said that it was okay. You loved how comfortable it was for them to act like a family.

You approach the pool and grin. He looked at you and raised his hand. “Can you help me please?” He said as it was obvious.

When you tried to take him out taking his hand, he smiled mischievous. “Chenle no!” You scream before he shoves you inside the pool with him. He just laughed at your pissed reaction, to then pull you in his arms and give you a slow kiss. Romantic and sweet. Your anger disappears and you follow his kiss wrapping your arms around his neck. “Act as one, remember?” He whispered in your mouth smiling. “I hate you.” You only respond before continuing to kiss him.

The guys started to cheer and laugh outside the pool. As an instinct reaction, you and Chenle showed them your middle finger while your lips were still pressing together in a lovely kiss.

Jisung x Horror Game

“Baby! Can you lend me your computer?” You asked, playing around with Jisungs gamer chair. Going round and round. He then showed up at the bedroom door with a bowl of cereal, with a confused look on his face. Let’s say you weren’t much into gaming, so the mere fact that you were asking for his computer was weird.

“For what?” He said with a raspy voice, since he just woke up from the nap you just had.

You both were tired of your schedules, so you decided to do nothing for Halloween. Just stay in and order take out. When the Thai food finally came, you put on an action movie and lay on the bed. You last no more than ten minutes when you fall asleep, cuddling on Jisungs arms. Two hours later, Jisung wakes you up trying to sneak to the kitchen because he was hungry, again.

“I didn’t want to wake you up.” He said grinning at the edge of the bed. You still half slept, nodded and said it was okay. He smiled at how cute you looked, trying to cover the light of the room with your arms on your face. Whining like a little girl, like his little girl. He leaned over and kissed your forehead, and said he won't be long. You smiled, sensing your soft boyfriend's lips on your skin, feeling more cozy than ever. When he was gone, you decided to watch tik tok on your phone. The sleepiness was gone, so why not? That's when you saw a very interesting edit.

So that brings us to the present, where you only wanted to play a horror game, because your childhood crush, Josh Hutcherson, was going to appear in the movie. “Do you have Five Nights at Freddy´s? You asked, smiling innocently. Jisung again, looked at you weird. Without recognizing the girl he fell in love with. “Do you even know what Five Nights at Freddy´s is?” You gasp, launching him a pillow offended. He turned around quickly to protect his bowl of cereal and laughed. “I was joking! I was joking!” He screams. “You better” You respond. He smiles and goes behind your back. Laying his chin on the top of the chair. “I don't have it, but I can download it if you want.” He said starting to turn on his computer. You react chefull, clapping your hands. He grins at your reaction. “You know it's a scary game right?” He asks you while looking for the game. You knew that… almost. What you only saw was the hottest edit of that american actor and immediately decided it was a good idea to play the game. Hey, a woman had needs. Also, you were bored, and thought it was a good idea to try something new. Besides, if you were too scared, Jisung will be there to comfort you.

But you forgot an important factor, your boyfriend was a chicken, same as you. So when he had the game ready for you, he immediately kissed your forehead and tried to go to bed and hide from the computer screen. You reached him on the verge by taking his arm and pulled him towards you. “Hey, you're not gonna leave me alone, are you?” He scratches his head nervously and starts to murmur nonsense. “I mean yeah, but no, I mean i'm gonna be here but not really here, I mean, It's not like I'm a coward, you see, I can accompany you, but then I would have to go mid way because I don't have my glasses and my eyes will start to hurt.” He kept giving you different excuses, to not sit beside you while playing the game. You looked at him sweetly. You weren’t angry, never to him. Jisung was defined as having a kind and sweet soul. Especially to you. So the only thought you had now was how cute he looked, talking so nervous.

“It’s okay Jisung, you don’t have to do it.” You said roaming his hand and caressing it carefully. He sighs relieved and nods. “Thanks baby” He takes your chin with his hand gently and leans down to kiss your lips. You smile following his kiss. His touch was gentle, but eventually, it became more fervent and hotter. “Jisung…” You say between his lips, where his kiss was becoming more rougher. “Just one more.” He whispers before pulling you to your embrace again by a hand around your chin, fingers wrapping your hair. His breathing became heavier and his other hand traveled to your waist caressing it, sweetly. It wasn’t just another kiss. “Jisung- Don’t try to distract me.” You laugh because of his sudden need. He pouts his lips cutely. You swear if you could have a coin for every time this man did something cute, you would be a millionaire. “But I want more kisses.” He says trying to be close to you, pulling your hand towards him. “Nah-ah. No company, no kisses.” You say shoving his hand and turning around in the chair, to face the computer. You start the game with a whiny Jisung behind the chair. “C’mon baby, I want your kisses.” He begs behind the chair, putting his arms around your chest. You try to hold your laugh, biting your lip and trying to focus on the game. “Nop, if you want kisses, you’ll have to wait until I’m done.” You could swear you saw reflected on the screen, a big baby about to make a fuss. You chuckle a little and then focus on the game. You admit, your boyfriend was calming your fear with his performance. You thought it would be over, but little did you know your boyfriend's determined (and needy) mind.

He quickly turns the chair to him. “Hey, what are you- Hey!” You exclaim before Jisung takes you in his arms, and sits in the chair with you. He taps your tights and smiles. “Turn around.” You laugh while doing his command and turn in his lap, facing the computer. You were left a little high from the desk, but Jisung quickly fixed that by lowering the chair. Now you were on your boyfriend's lap, with his arms around your waist and lips in the crook of your neck. “Jisung…” His response was a groan against your neck. “Keep playing.” He said, minding his own business.” You try to keep your focus, but the mixing of fear of the game and the excitement of your boyfriend's touch was dizzying you like crazy. The game was close to finishing, being 5:00 Am in the morning. What was supposed to be the difficult part of the game. But Jisung’s lips were working intensely on your neck and shoulder, distracting you from it. At one point he discovered your shoulder from your pajama shirt, leaving peck traces all over your skin. You were at the point of giving up. “Baby, please I’m trying to…” You start to say, but then your complaint was interrupted by a sudden move on the screen. “What the fuck was that?” You mumbled, bringing your boyfriend's attention to the screen.

You two notice the thing that was moving and panic immediately. A character was moving really fast through the camera screens, making stressful sounds of footsteps. “Shit! It 's foxy. The door! The door!” Jisung screamed trying to reach for the computer to help you. You try to move quickly and activate the gates, but you were out of battery in the game. “Shit! No!” You scream before the scare jump of foxy appears on the screen. Both of you jump from the chair, screaming and frightened. Jisung curses and you laugh out of nervousness. You hide your face in his chest, still chuckling because of your reaction. After a while, he starts to laugh with you.

“Oh my god, we are idiots.” You say giggling. He looks down at you and frowns. “We? I would have clearly done it better.” You gasped and shoved his chest. “If you weren’t a chicken, I’d believe you.” You laugh. He choked, acting offended. “Alright, bet.” He provoked. “Alright.” You say, getting up from his lap and pulling another chair to sit beside him. He chuckles, watching you get all competitive. He liked this side of you. Well, all of you. You sit straight and expect him to start the game. “What are you waiting for? Let's go!” He smiles and presses start again. You two played together until far late in the night. Getting scared for every jump scream but also excited from almost winning. But specially, your favorite part was teasing each other, and working together as well. You were the first to fall asleep in the chair. Jisung was going to talk to you, teasing how he bet your record of nights, but then he saw you with your eyes closed. He didn't wait a minute. He turned off the computer and took you, bride style, to the bed. Falling asleep next to you, holding you tight. To scare off the spirits of the night, that might frighten you in your sleep

Happy Halloween 🎃🧡

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Halloween dates x NCT Dream

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Couple: Nct Dream x fem!reader

Genre: Fluff, suggestive (specially with Jeno, it’s just that I found him so hot), halloween.

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Mark x Carving pumpkins

“I think I’m doing it wrong” Your boyfriend says in panic with the pumpkin filling in his hand. You smile at him for how cute he looks and take his hand. “Calm down, you’re doing fine. Just drop this here.” You guide him to drop the stuffing into the bowl. Mark makes a face of disgust as he feels the stuff of the vegetable in his hand, you again laugh at him. “It was your idea.” You reminded him.

He called you saying that he wanted to do something fun for Halloween. Obviously, you thought it would be something like dressing up in a couple costumes or watching scary movies. So when he showed up with two pumpkins at your apartment saying surprise, your face definitely was an expression of surprise. After an hour, your pumpkins were looking quite well for being your first time. You decided to go for a horrifying face, instead of your boyfriend, who went for a more cute look.

“I know, but I thought it was going to be more like, you know… cleaner” You wipe his hand with the kitchen cloth that was on the table, and continue with your pumpkin. Mark sulky, cause you let go of his hand, decides to go behind, wrapping his arms around you in a hug. His nose was smelling your cologne in the crook of your neck, leaving a hot breath along the way. “I think the heart eyes need a little touch” You say trying to focus on your work, but the presence of your boyfriend behind you was a big obstacle. “I think that can wait” He says with a raspy voice in your ear, to later start kissing your cheek. His hands were exploring your stomach and waist without any shame. Feeling ticklish against his touch. You sigh and turn your face to give him a little kiss on the lips. “Baby, I love you. But I don't want my kitchen to look like a farm with all this pumpkin filling” You say, pointing at the mess you two had in the table and kitchen counters. He separates from you to take your pumpkin and put it in front of his face. “Show me affection, or I’ll curse you” He says, which was supposed to be a creepy voice, but you just found him more cute. You took your creation off his hands and placed a kiss on his cheek. “I am showing you affection.”

He pouts and crosses his arms. “C’mon, the faster we move, the faster we finish. Besides your pumpkin it's better than mine” You state. Mark smiles at you shyly, looking at his pumpkin with heart eyes and a wide smile. “You think?” He asks you with joy. You tease him, saying, "Not really." He shows you a face of pure betrayal, as if you had broken his heart into a million pieces. Then out of nowhere, you suddenly felt a wet material in your discovered arm. You drop a gasp watching the filling of the pumpkin covering your arm and shirt. “Meany” Mark says as a little kid, like he literally didn't just launch you the remains of a vegetable. “You’re the meany” You say, doing the exact same thing, aiming in his neck and chest. His mouth opens in outrage, and his gaze reflects pure mischief. As you know your boyfriend so well, you start walking backwards. “I'm sorry, I'm sorry!” You scream, laughing while you run away from Mark with his handful of pumpkins.

You reach the living room before he drops you on the couch, wrapping his arms against your waist. Likewise, you're trying to beat him up, screaming at him to get off. But with his legs around your body, he forces you to stay on the couch. Now that you were under him, helpless, he took his time to fill your face with pumpkin. “Gross!” You whine, shaking your head but smiling. You free your hand to stain him as well, and he laughs trying to remove it. “Babe, that's disgusting” “You started it” He smiles at you, then this becomes a grin, realizing how you were positioned. Your perfect body laying on the couch, impotent by his legs around your body. Your face was full of pumping, but your face reflected that smile of yours, that made Mark lose his balance. You never looked so beautiful.

He leans over to you, giving you a slow and soft kiss. You follow him, deepening the kiss with your tongue moving to his lips. He reacts quickly and opens his mouth for you. Touching the side of your body with his hands full of the vegetable, but at this point it didn’t matter to you. “Baby, what about the pumpkins?” He asks you in his lips. “It can wait” You say before attacking his lips again.

Renjun x Halloween Makeup

“Can I see now?” You ask, trying to look in the mirror you had in front of you, but Renjun quickly covers your vision with his body. “Focus on me.” He orders, putting his hand in your chin, to continue with his work. You try to hide your smile, when you see him being this bossy. His eyebrows were furrowed, and his gaze full of concentration to every feature of your face. You have been sitting there for an hour, but Renjun didn’t seem tired or bored. It was different for him since he was standing. But when you offered to take a break, he refused because he didn’t want you to see his work yet.

And to think this all started in the same bed, with the two of you scrolling in your phones. You were on Pinterest and he was on TikTok. As it was Halloween, you were looking for costume ideas. Suddenly, you see a beautiful makeup look of Avatar. Renjun and your favorite movie. You thought it would be a good idea to try, but then you remember that your makeup skills were zero. “I wish I knew how to do makeup.” You said spontaneously, attracting your boyfriend's attention. He saw the photo of the girl and leaned his head. “I could do it” He stated confidently. So after that, you bought the items you needed, got home and sat on the bedroom bed, with Renjun between your legs.

“I just want to know if my boyfriend's work is paying off.” You say, watching him pass a brush in your forehead. He gives you an indignant face, leaning backwards. “You don’t trust my artistic skills?” You rolled your eyes and took his waist with your hands. “I do. You're the only person who could make me beautiful.” He turns annoyed and sighs, stepping backwards. “How many times do I have to say it? You are beautiful” He did tell you that many times. It wasn't like you wanted him to say it. You genuinely thought of yourself as someone regular. But to Renjun you were a piece of art that needed more recognition. You just nod and try to bring him closer. He shakes his head, putting his hands on your shoulders to keep you away. “Say it” You lean your head confused, but Renjun just gives you that gaze when something bothers him, because it’s so obvious. So you roll your eyes and say softly, “I’m pretty”. Renjun points at you with the brush and makes a gesture for you to speak louder. “Oh god, I’m pretty!” You say fed up. He smiles triumphantly and moves over, for you to finally see yourself in the mirror. “I think now you can finally see it.”

You stay still for a while, processing how beautiful you look. You weren’t completely covered in blue, like everyone thought you would be when you told them. Haechan literally dropped on the floor laughing, when you said to him what you were planning to do. Thinking you were going to look like Renjun when he dressed up as a smurf. This was different. Only the edges of your forehead were painted with blue, with the blue lines coming out very detailed. He also painted your eyes with different shades of blue. Little white dots were covering your nose and forehead, and your nose was a little blue in the bone. “Wow” you say, amazed by the impeccable work of Renjun. Your boyfriend sits beside you in the bed, giving you an “I told you” look. “I think now you say, thank you.” He says, mocking you with the brush in your face. You take it away, angry because of his reaction. But in the end you smile, you can't get mad at him. “Thank you Renjun. It's perfect.” He nods, giving you a grin in the process. “I know”

You sigh, unbelieving the confidence he had. You shove him off the bed, and he falls on the ground. But quickly, he grabs your arm for you to fall on top of him. You yell at him and start tickling, since you know he hates it. He starts to defend himself, but it is hopeless. “Ok, ok, I give up!” He screams defeated. You stop, smiling, feeling more victorious than ever. Now that things were calm, you finally see his face. Looking at you with care, analytic. Like he always did. He couldn’t understand how beautiful you were. He puts his hand on your cheek, caressing it with his thumb. “I see you” You smile at him and do the same with your hand. “I see you”

Jeno x Scary movies

Trying to enter the apartment, with grocery bags in your hand, was a lot more difficult than you thought. It was 4:45 PM, so you still had time to prepare for the party you and Jeno were hosting. Well, you weren’t considering a party. It was just some friends of Jeno and some of yours. You close the door behind you and go to the kitchen. The department was silent, so you figured Jeno hadn't got home. Still, you asked to be secure. “Baby?” You look in the hallway expecting to see something, but you see and hear nothing. You start to take out the things in the bags and accommodate them in the cabinets. That’s when you hear a sound coming from behind you. You turn around and see nothing. “Jeno?” You ask with a scared tone. The apartment was dark, even in the morning, so the atmosphere was even scarier. But you were not going to be intimidated by Jeno. Not when he could be here, helping you. You go around the kitchen island to go find him, or whatever the source of that sound was. “Jeno, I don’t care if it's Halloween, you are going to help me, you’ll like it or not '' You say walking first to your bedroom. And there you find him. “Sorry baby, I don’t think I’m in conditions.”

Jeno was in bed without his shirt on, covered in blankets, being a sweating mess. His hair was wet and stuck on his forehead. His body was shivering because of the cold, but you knew it was hot. And his face was pale as a ghost. Your boy had a flu. “Shit, Jeno.” You say, hurrying to his side, kneeling beside the bed. “What happened?” He closes his eyes, and tries to smile through the pain. “It started in the morning. I didn’t want to bother you.” You try to protest, but he stops you by putting his hand on your face. “You looked so calm baby, and I know you had sleeping problems lately, so I went to work earlier. But it got worse, so they sent me home.” You purse your lips, shaking your head in disbelief. You gently punch his arm. “You are an idiot.” Jeno gives you that smile that comes with his eyes. “I’m a sick idiot now.” You laugh and kiss his cheek. “Stay here.” You go to the bathroom and wet a towel. Then go to him and put it on his forehead. He tries to take it out for discomfort, but you insist. “Don’t be a baby.” He pouts his lips when he hears you. “But I’m your baby” You rub his arms to give him comfort. “Yeah, you are. Now be a good baby, and stay tight while I cook you some soup. Okay?” He nods and you stand up. But then Jeno realized something. He grabs your arm quickly. “What about the party?” You sight, thinking it through. You couldn’t receive guests with Jeno state, besides you weren’t at a party mode anyway. “Let’s cancel it.” “But baby, it’s Halloween. You love Halloween.” He sits on the bed, wrapping his arms around your waist, with his head pressing against your stomach. It’s true, Halloween was your favorite holiday. Every year, you wanted to do something fun and special, since you loved it so much. But the boy, whose body was a hundred degrees hot, was more special to you. You kiss his head and lead him to the bed. “I love you more. Also, we can still do something. Jisung gave us his HBO account, remember? We can have a marathon of scary movies.” He smiles at you while rubbing your arms with his fingers. “But no popcorn for you. It’s not good for your throat.” He makes a groan, sulky. You laugh at his reaction, and get close to give him a kiss. “I love you” His lips were pouted, but he still murmured an “I love you too.” You covered him well in the blankets and went to the kitchen to make your famous chicken soup.

In the way, you also call your friends to let them know that the party was canceled. Most of them understood, but Chenle still wanted to go to the house to hang out. You hung up before he could beg you. After a while everything was ready. You went with the soup and the popcorn on a tray to the bedroom. Jeno was half asleep, but when he saw you his face illuminated, even if he was pale as paper. You gave him the soup carefully to not burn him. But he just looked at you foolishly. “How is it that you are so beautiful?” He says looking at you, gawking. You just smile and continue to give him his soup. When you finish, you get in the bed, to start watching the movies.

You first start with The Purge, since it was your favorite. You start to cuddle, with you being the big spoon. During the movie, Jeno tries to take out popcorn, but you smack his hand in the process. He starts to whine about it, and since you found it so cute, you give him some. Then in the middle of the movie, Jeno turns his body to you, to be the big spoon. You tried to stop him, since you wanted to take care of him, but he insisted. While watching the movie, he starts to caress your arm with his fingers. You don’t do anything since you thought it was an innocent move. But then, his nose starts poking your cheek and his lips pressing against your neck. “Focus on the movie.” You say, tapping his hand. “This is more interesting.” He starts to deepen the kisses on your neck. For sure, a mark would appear later. Your breathing became heavier, and your skin became hotter. “Jeno, you’re sick.” He already was giving you kisses on your shoulder, pushing your shirt down to feel your skin. “Treat me well then.” His hands were on your stomach, pushing you towards him. You could feel his bare and hot chest against your back. And something growing in your lower back. “Let me love you.” The movie was long forgotten.

Happy Halloween 🎃🧡

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Thief

Couple: Yuta x fem!reader Genre: Fluff, meeting, cursing. Like a little suggestive but in the end and really, It's like very little. Sinopse: Your boyfriend breaks up with you, and in the way you met a new person... but with the wrong foot. DISCLAIMER: I had this story saved for years, like I did this when I was in high school, so if it's not that good I'm sorry, but since Yuta's birthday was recently, I wanted to upload something. But don't worry, I have something prepared for this spooky season with the dreams *spoilers uwu* Word count: 2,65k

A good man, a gentleman, he would never disrespect you. That’s what your friend said when she introduced him. A long time ago, you believed it, of course. But now you were heartbroken, crying in the street because now ex-boyfriend dumped you for some other girl. You didn’t want to know about anyone. You wanted the earth to swallow you up, for humiliating yourself in front of everyone in that restaurant, waiting for… let’s call him mister X. So that later, Mr. X would break up with you over the phone. And to top it all off, you hear his new chick in the background saying, “Baby, would you like a second round?”. Are you kidding me? You thought. You were waiting for him, in your best dress in the most elegant restaurant in the city, while he was bonking some bitch in your apartment. “Shit!” You screamed, after the call ended, punching the table. Everyone looked at you like you were some kind of freak.

You couldn’t stand it anymore. You run out of the restaurant, starting to cry in the middle of the sidewalk, going to your friend's department that was close by. That was the moment when you heard a scream behind you, “Excuse me, Miss!” You thought it was some drunk guy, so you kept walking, ignoring his call. Besides, you weren’t in the mood to speak to anyone. He insisted. “Miss!”. Obviously now talking to you, but still you didn’t turn around. You knew it was rude, but who cared? You were angry and tired of everyone. So when the guy finally screamed “Hey you fucking thief!”, finally you turn around and face the waiter who attended you. His hair was long and red. It suited him well. His eyes, you remembered, were dark brown, and he was wearing a white blouse as a uniform. He was very handsome. He received you with a wide and beautiful smile, yet now it was in a single line with a pissed expression. “Excuse me?” You said, giving him an outraged face. He makes a grin, taking his tongue out in disbelief. “Don’t you think because you’re pretty, you're going to get away with this” You didn’t know how to react since he insulted you but also made you a compliment. You cross your arms and looked at him up and down approaching to you. Not going to let him intimidate you, especially in this shitty day. “I'm sorry to break it to you, but I didn't steal anything.” “Oh really?” He says, still agitated by anger. At this point, he was in front of you, separated by just a meter. You found yourself distracted because of his beauty. How was it possible that every feature of his face was perfectly calculated? It was like he was sculpted by the gods themselves. You took a step back and put your hands on your waist. “Yeah. Look, I’m not having a good day. So, can you please just find the right girl you are looking?” You say, turning around to walk away from this super cute, but freak man.

However, he grabs your wrist firmly. “And don’t you think I had a bad day too?” The fact is that he did. His boss was in a mood today, so he kept him doing double work, like washing the dishes and attending the people. His day was getting worse and worse, but then, he saw you. Showing up in that gorgeous dress, with your eyes as shiny as the stars, and that smile? He thought for a moment he was being punished when he found out you were waiting for your so-called boyfriend. Besides, he didn’t even dare to shown up. That jerk didn’t know what he was missing. So when he finally decided to make a move, he saw you doing what you did in the restaurant and his anger grew. He couldn’t believe what you did, but you didn't know it yet. So you asked, “What the hell is wrong with you? I told you I didn't steal anything.” You shoved his grip, now very angry. “Then what is this?” he said, showing you the receipt of your order. Two martinis and an expensive wine. First you ordered the wine for mister X, his favorite. Then a half hour came by and you ordered your first martini. After that, another half hour and another martini. Just when you were finishing your second, the douchebag decided to call. And we know what happened next. You forgot of everything when you received the call, as result you also forgot about your debt. The words that were supposed to come of your mouth, were trapped in your throat. “And well? You are not a thief according to you.” He said looking expecting to see a reaction. His boss yelled at him when you storm out of the restaurant. Indeed, what at least he deserved now was an action from you. And you definitely gave him one. Tears started to come from your eyes as you sobbed, uncontrolled. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” You say, cleaning your tear with your hand and covering your face. “I’m such an idiot. It’s just that this day couldn’t get any worse.” Your head leans back, seeing the dark sky. The embarrassment made you unable to see him. “First, my boyfriend breaks up with me over the phone. Then, I humiliated myself in that restaurant. And now I'm ruining it for their staff, and to you.” You said, finally looking at him. With his frown of confusion dedicated to you. You laugh of frustration, remembering something. “Besides, I left that ridiculous expensive bottle unopened. I didn’t even take a glass because I wanted to open it with him. Since it was his favorite, why did it have to be his favorite?!” The boy in front of you was silent. You drop your gaze, with your tears still coming from your eyes. Everything was quiet, you believed that he was thinking of the many ways to kill you because of your stupidity. But then, you hear him laugh. Actually, he was chuckling. You couldn’t believe what you were seeing. He was really creepy, but his laughter was cute. “What kind of person cares about an unopened bottle of wine?” His gaze was all but angry. He found you quite funny and cute. More than ever, after seeing your reaction. “I would be concerned about the charges that I would have to pay.” You look at him in panic, realizing about the consequences. “Shit, the restaurant is pressing chargers?” You say, covering your mouth with your hands in panic. Shaking, as the final punch of this terrible day comes by. You didn’t want to go to jail. The boy notice this and shakes his head, taking your hand into his. “Hey, easy.” He says watching you carefully. "They aren't going to press charges if we go down there now, and fix this whole issue." His voice was calm, with his eyes lock into yours. The gaze he dedicated to you was full of confidence and security. Suddenly, you felt that with him, you were secure. That he wasn’t lying. “Okay?” He asks you, making sure you understand what he's saying. You nod and he smiles. “Good, let’s go”

The boy takes your hand and starts to walk to the restaurant. You were nervous, your hands were sweating, but he didn’t seem to matter. Actually, he squeezes your hand to give you some comfort and decides to talk. “So, what's your name?” You look at him in surprise, realizing you didn't tell him your name, and also you didn't know his. “You know, to not call you thief every time I want to talk to you” You let out a laugh. “Ha, ha, very funny.” You say, smiling. But then you say your name, he smiles, nodding. Like, your name really fitted you. “What about you? You didn’t tell me your name in the restaurant.” You ask him curious. “I’m Yuta” He responds. When you finally reach the door, he stops you. “Wait, you have um…” He points to the lower part of his eyes. You realize he was referring to your smudged makeup. “Shit” You say, trying to wipe it with your fingers, however it was worse. Yuta quickly reach in his back pockets to take out a tissue and handed it to you. “Thanks.” You say shy, fixing your mess. He watched you carefully, trying to understand how a gorgeous woman, like you, was suffering for some bastard. “Can I be real with you for a sec?” You lean your head, confused. “Sure” You respond, nervous. “You shouldn’t be sad for an idiot like that.” You stop cleaning yourself, reflecting what he said. He notices your reaction and sighs. “I’m sorry, but I can’t stand at the idea of you… you're so beautiful and here you are. Crying because of a douchebag who pretends to be a man.” You let a nervous laugh, dropping your arms to the side of your body, tired. “Look, maybe I think about him like that in the morning.” You say, raising your shoulders, defeated. “But he just broke up with me, it’s a normal reaction to be sad.” You say, finishing cleaning your makeup. “I would never break up with you.” He says like a normal stuff to say. By his tone, you could easily say he meant it. But you couldn’t stop remembering, you just met him. Even if his words were sweet as honey, you’ve met five minutes ago. Two hours if you count the time you spend with him in the restaurant. You just smile at him and hand him his tissue. “Thanks for everything.” He looks at the tissue in your hand, and shakes his head. “Keep it. You need it more than I do.” You laugh and nod. “Yeah, I think I do.” He laughs with you and points with his head to the door. You nod and finally enter the restaurant.

His boss was so angry, but Yuta handle him very well. After all, you finally pay your bill and Yuta wraps the famous wine in a bag. He also called you a taxi since it was late. You said it was fine, but he insisted. Said that they were many creepy people out there. Now you were outside, since the taxi arrived. You turn around to face Yuta, who also insisted on being with you until you entered the taxi. “Thanks Yuta again, and again, sorry for everything.” He shakes his head and gives you that wide smile. “Don’t worry. Besides, you added more adrenaline to my day. Nothing happens over here.” You smile and stand up, nervous. You didn’t know how to say goodbye. For example, you didn’t want to just wave at him because he has done a lot for you in the last hour. But also you didn't want to risk anything by making a bold move. Apparently he read your reaction, since he started to lean forward, placing a hand in your arm to give you a kiss on the cheek. You could smell his cologne, and his lips felt soft against your skin. You felt goosebumps of his proximity, as warm in your chest. He separated from you, still with his hand on your arm. His gaze was sweet but also unsatisfied. If he just met you in another circumstances, that cab wouldn’t be for one person. And that wine would be opened in his apartment, where he could fully appreciate your beauty. But maybe next time. You didn’t know Yuta yet, but he was definitely a fighter. After that moment, you blush and murmur a quiet bye. You enter the taxi and these droves off. In the road, you realize, you don’t have his number. You lean your head back in frustration, now your day couldn’t get any worse. “What the hell?” You say giving up on life, opening the bag where the wine was. You were going to get drunk eventually, so why don’t start now? When you took out the bottle, you see a sticky note attached to it. With a telephone number and a message, “If you need someone to share it. Send me a message when you get safe, Yuta.” You smile and safe the wine, for that special occasion.

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g0ldenzinnie · 6 months

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Unstoppable

Couple: Mark x fem!reader Genre: fluff; a little bit suggestive; a little dramatic, but who doesn't want a little drama Sinopse: At the end of a horrible day, your boyfriend makes a surprise just for you. DISCLAIMER: This is my first fic, and I hope it will be the first of many more. And also English it's my second language so have mercy on me. Word count: 5,6 k; I recommend listening to https://spotify.link/QPWm3Rr44Db while you read it <3

You had a bad day. No, sorry, a terrible day.

First, you overslept. It wasn’t your fault your phone discharged over the night, because you connected the charger wrong. Your class started half an hour ago, but you were still in your apartment, trying to pull your pants up while brushing your teeth. When you got to campus, you were a sweating mess since you had to run to reach the bus. When you enter the classroom slamming the door accidentally, the teacher looked at you like you disrespect him in three languages, however he still continued. You sat down and opened your bag, then you realized you forgot your notebook at home, due to your late night studying and the reason for your oversleeping. That was the second thing that made your day into a nightmare, the final test. In a few minutes, you would have to face the test that would define your future as an engineer, further to top it all you forgot your notes at home. It didn't matter now, you just had to deal with it. You plug your phone under the desk, which for your luck every desk had a uni, and look at your missing messages. That is when you noticed the third thing that was making your day horrible. Your lock screen showed a happy blond boy playing the guitar, you smiled, having a nostalgic feeling in your chest. Mark lee, your boyfriend. You were barely together, since your different schedules and busy calendars. Besides, when you were together, you are so exhausted that you only watch movies on the couch and order takeout. It is not that you didn’t like it, it’s just that you missed having quality time with your boyfriend. You saw in your notifications three missed messages from Mark.

“Good morning baby ❤️” “Good luck today I know you're gonna kill it” “I miss you ;c”

You smile at the last messages, you feel comfort knowing that he missed you too. You respond. “Hey baby” “I miss you too bub, I just want to finish this test and see you”

You haven’t seen him in weeks. As you were focused on your career, Mark was focused on his. Now text messages were the only way of communicating.

“I know princess, but I have rehearsal all day.” You let out a groan. One day they will kill him with so much work.

“It’s okay baby, we can meet another time.” “Just be careful please.” “I don’t want you to pass out”

You responded, but you knew it was helpless. Even if the king himself from England order your boyfriend to stop overworking… he would probably apologize in a very polite matter and go against his order. You knew your golden boy wasn't unbreakable. Occasionally he would call you in the middle of the night just to hear your voice, and get the motivation that he needed. Despite that, he didn't complain a bit. Mark was the kind of person to torture himself, just to not let down the people that depend on him. Sadly, you were that kind of people. You needed to see his face, to hear his voice, you needed him.

“It’s like you don’t even know me baby” “I'm unstoppable”

He sends you a sticker of a bunny flexing his arms, and you laugh out loud. Your teacher sees you with a penetrating look and goes back to the board. Again, you look down over your phone, trying to respond.

“So you’re a superhero then?” “Or a super villain? Were you trying to steal my heart all this time?” “Is this your evil plan?”

You replied, hoping it would make him laugh. You used to think that when he laughed, one of the most beautiful sounds in the world was produced.

“A villain, never” “Actually, I am a superhero who is at your side in your time of need.” “I am Spider-Man 🕷️”

You smiled at the cuteness of your boy. You knew his obsession with Spider-man, actually on his birthday you made him a surprise party in his room and decorated it with that theme. He still considers it to be one of his favorite birthday parties. You didn’t have a chance to reply to him when another message came along.

“I just wish I could use my power to come and see you. So then I could hug you, and give you a kiss.”

You feel the heat coming to your face as you blush. You replied instantly.

“Just one?”

“Definitely more than one.” “And definitely not just in your lips”

You let out a giggle, then drop your phone. Mark could be cheesy when he set his mind to it. Your attention to the class was gone long ago.

“I'm losing focus Mark” “You’re gonna make me fail this class”

“Sorry baby” “But dude, seriously I really need you”“I miss our dates, not like watching movies and eat (which I love, don't get me wrong)” “But like real dates, you know? Like going out somewhere, or doing something else”

Your mode went down, owing to the text. You didn’t want him to feel like this. Some days you asked yourself if this is what torture fells like.

“Me too baby, but we will see each other again, I know it.” “We just need more patience.”

You were going to text him an “I love you”, when the fourth thing that made your day terrible happened. Your charger overloaded and stopped working, further your phone turned off seconds later. You put your head against the desk, feeling like a literal mess. The worst part is that when you looked up to see the clock, it was only 11:27 AM.

After nine hours on campus, you were ready to go. The day transcurred as you predicted, horrid. The test was practically written in another language you didn’t study every night, in addition, your post anxiety didn’t help you to calm down. The only good thing that happened that day was that one of your classmates lent you their charger. When your phone started working, you found missed calls and messages from your boyfriend worried thinking something happened to you. You explained fast, leaving him with some relief. He told you to let him know when you were out on campus and as you promised, you texted him letting him know you were outside. While you wait for the bus in the freezing and dark night, he called you.

“Hey baby”

“Why are they keeping you in campus at this hour?” He said worried. You let out a sigh, tired. Not from him, but from this disgusting day.

“My insufferable teacher, who didn't let us go before he could end the whole lesson. You should have seen it babe. I thought that literal vapor would come out of his ears when we told him we were supposed to go” You replied laughing, trying to ease your mind. But your boyfriend was doing it for you. Just by hearing his voice, you felt your body more relaxed. But you didn't hear a laugh in return. So you started to worry. Little did you knew that your golden boy's mind was working like a machine.

“Where are you?” He asks, knowing the answer since he knew you, and your routine like the palm of his hand.

“I’m at the bus stop, why?” You respond, looking around at the emptiness of the street. You wait for his answer, yet instead you receive a hung up sound. He cut the call. You thought it was some connection issue, but he didn’t answer your calls, nor your texts.

“Baby, what happened? Are you okay”“Babe”“Mark, I’m serious, what is going on?”“Dude, answer your phone.”

It passed two minutes after your last text when a black car made a turn in the corner of the street, coming in your direction. Since the street was silent, you could hear the loud music coming from inside. You let it pass, you thought it was a random car like other ones. It was when the car stopped in front of you and the window rolled down, when you realized it wasn’t random. Your vision showed your boyfriend seated in the backseat with a microphone in his hand. You cross your arms and raise an eyebrow, trying to act pissed since he didn’t answer your phone. Still inside of you, you were jumping out of happiness because he was there in front of you.

“Your hero to the rescue.”

He said with the mic. You couldn't contain your smile, you wanted to hug him, however you didn't even have to take a step. He jumped out of the car and tucked you in, with his arms around your waist, resting his head in the crook of your neck. You wrapped your arms around his, feeling the tears coming to your eyes. You could feel his warmth and cologne, just the way you remembered. He took a step back and took your face gently. He looked at you with so much worship and caring, that you felt your heart melting in the process.

“My beautiful girl” He whispered before he kissed you with all his being. Desperate, but not rough. Full of love and adoration. You respond, enclosing your fingers in his hair. Everything in the world didn’t matter. What happened during the day was forgotten. He was finally there, kissing your lips, pulling you close, needed for your touch like you needed his. It was until the car honked as you returned to reality. Mark broke the kiss and nodded at the driver. He rush to take your hand and pulled you into the car.

“Let's go, I have a whole date planned just for you.” You smile confused, stepping into the car and closing the door.

“Baby, nothing is going to be open at this hour on a Monday.” You say, before noticing the things in the car.

“Who said we were going somewhere?” You didn't know how, but there were disco lights illuminating the inside of the car. Also, your favorite snacks were in the middle seat. The driver who started moving the car couldn't be seen because of the wall separating the front and back of the car.

“Mark, what is this?” He just gives you the other mic and another kiss on your lips as you were distracted. His hand was in the nape of your neck, with his fingers wrapping your hair gently. Your breathing became heavier, pulling him close, grabbing the collar of his sweatshirt. He breaks the kiss and rest on your forehead. Smiling he responds.

“We are going to have a karaoke date. I need to practice my voice, you need to release stress. It's the perfect match.” He turns on the mic and takes out his phone to show you a playlist. You let out a gasp as your heart wrinkles. The playlist name was “For my Angel”, and it was full of your favorite songs. Even your favorite versions. “What do you say?” He asks with his mic, leaving a funny eco behind. You smile and turn on yours.

“I say let's do this” You claim as you pressed play and a song of Olivia Rodrigo started to sound in the speakers. “Oh my god, babe, you know me so well” Shouting of excitement, you start to sing into the mic. Mark laughs and joins you, since one month ago when the album dropped, you made him learn the lyrics. You laugh, not believing this was happening. One moment ago, you thought you would declare this day to be the worst day of your life. However, the boy next to you, trying to sing in falsetto, made a 180-degree turn of it.

Both of you didn't care about what you sounded like, you were just goofing around and singing like your souls were ripping apart. After thirty minutes of singing, rapping and dancing, you’re tired and ask Mark to sing a solo. Since he loved karaoke, and you, he agreed gladly. Even when his throat started to feel dry. That was one of the things you loved about Mark. He always put his soul into things. It didn’t matter what it was or how, he always put his 100%. You smile at him trying to hit a high note of one of Justin Bieber songs, and let out a laugh in the process. You take his hand and caress it with your thumb, he looks at you surprised and stops singing. “What's wrong?”

“I love you” You whispered, hypnotized in his eyes. He smiles and leans over, holding your chin, gently giving you a kiss. It was slow and gentle, his lips were soft against yours, and they were moving with synchrony. Like he knew you in and out, what you needed, indeed. He broke the kiss, leaving a centimeter between you two, while he takes a lock of your hair and puts it behind your ear.

“I love you too” He replied also in a whisper looking at your face carefully, like he wanted to remember every single freckle or other aspect of your face. As he hasn't done it already. He first looks at your lips, the temptation incarnate. Nothing was as distracting and beautiful as your lips, simply he loved that. Then he looks up to your cheeks and nose. He loved to kiss them, to him, they were the cutest thing on your face. Then finally, he looks at your eyes. His favorite thing on planet earth. He claimed that they were as beautiful and unique as the sky. He always told you those things, many times before. Still, he repeated them, to make sure you remember how beautiful you are. You let out a nervous laugh because of his piercing look and lean your head, confused.

“What?” He shakes his head as if it’s something stupid. “Just… I missed you so much.” He says as leans over to give you a kiss on the forehead. “So much”

You feel his warm breathing in your left cheek as he goes down to kiss it. Then he does the same with your other cheek, before making a final move, laying a kiss on the top of your nose. He was taking his time filling your face with love and affection, like it was the last thing he was able to do. “I swear, I just can’t get enough of you” He says in the corner of your lips to place another kiss. You smile and try to look away from the embarrassment. His hands went again to your chin to make you look at him. You look at his lips, feeling in the inside of your body the tension you two missed over the last days. His gaze of pure affection makes you feel warm in your chest and butterflies in your lower stomach. He stays inches away from your lips, waiting for your approval, but clearly to you, he didn’t need it. You bend closer to him, eliminating the space between you two, pressing your lips together. Your hand was on his cheek, passing your fingers against his hair, while the other one was on his chest. Mark grabs your waist with a firm grip, approaching you to him. The kiss was desperate, full of passion, nothing like the past ones. “Come here” He whispers raspy, breaking the kiss to take air as he pushes you to his lap. Chills come down your spine when you listen to his tone. You put your legs around his body, your hands in the back of his neck. This time, he starts the kiss by grabbing your hair with one hand and the other one still holding your waist. He was moving his lips slowly but with a hungry matter, helpless by your body on top of him. Your body feels hotter by every move of your boyfriend, full of emotions forgotten through your days apart. As a reaction to all of this, you left out a whimper against his lips, leaving him enough space for him to enter his tongue to your mouth. You move your waist a little to feel him more, instantly, Mark groans in your mouth as a reaction. “Don’t tease me baby, please” He whispers, lowering his mouth to get to your neck. He presses his lips against your soft and now hot skin with a wet kiss, biting a little to taunt you. You bite your lower lip trying to stay quiet, he knew your weak point. “Now who is teasing?” You say mocking him. He laughs, leaving a warm sight that gives you chills. Then goes back to your lips fervently, his hands moving past your body without any shame. Yours were in his neck, trying to pull him closer with the nonexistent distance you had. When his hands were going under your shirt, you heard a knock in the wall that separated the two parts of the car. You stop instantly, looking at Mark with panic in your eyes. Reality hits you like cold water, you weren’t alone. Obviously, you forgot that.

“What?” Your boyfriend asked, pissed because your moment was interrupted. “Mister Lee, you have five minutes. Then we have to go back to the company.” Mark cusses underneath his breath and closes his eyes. Now you understand why he was acting like he didn’t have enough time. He actually didn’t have it. “Okay, just… just keep driving, please.” He says, in conflict with himself, grabbing his temple. The car moved with the same speed as before. “I’m sorry I didn't tell you.” He says without looking at you with embarrassment. “They just gave me an hour recess, the members stayed at the company but I just… I just really wanted to see you” You were pissed, but not at him. You were mad at the universe, for tearing both apart. For the unfair situation. But you were not going to spend the last five minutes with your boyfriend for god knows how long, making a fuss. So you grab his chin to make him look at you. His gaze was angry, as also sad. The same feelings you had. You lean your forehead against his and close your eyes, sensing his skin with all your faculties. “It's okay. It doesn’t matter now.” His breathing got heavier as he shook his head. You also knew him like the palm of your hand. You knew his anxiety of the future was caving in. His mind having all the questions both of you didn’t have an answer. “Hey, focus on me.” You say, leaning a hand in his chest, the other one still in his head. You breathe calmly, trying for him to follow you. It’s difficult, but he does it with time. Then you start talking.

“I love you. Nothing matters. That’s the only thing you need to think about now. Okay?” He doesn’t do anything, still with his eyes closed trying to keep his breath under control, you fear he is going to have a panic attack. After a while, he nods. You smile and give him a quick kiss. “You’re unstoppable.” He smiles remembering his text and opens his eyes, finally looking at you. “We are” he states, looking at you directly, with a gaze you think is full of starlight. You feel tears in your throat, but you swallow them. You don’t want to cry now. “That’s my golden boy” You gave him another kiss, this time longer but sweet. He stays still for a second, then wraps his arms around your body in a hug, breathing hard for the strong emotions inside him. If he had the power, he would steal you right now, and hide you where no one or nothing could stop him from loving you, over and over. You separate and rest on his forehead. He caressed your nose with his, then lefts a giggle out of his mouth.

“How about one more song?” You say, grabbing his phone to look for one specific thing. He leans his head confused and tries to take a look, but you move away from his gaze. “C’mon, babe, let me see.” He says sulky, you laugh and shake your head. “You’ll see. Just wait a mo - oh, there it is.” You press play and the intro of Locked out of heaven from Bruno Mars starts to play. Mark leans his head back and screams. “Yo! Babe, that's my song!” You smile and start to get out of his lap, however, he pulls you back, holding your waist. “Where are you going? Sing with me.” He grabs the mic and starts to sing the first line, before leaning the mic to you to sing the second. You follow his dynamic with a goofy smile and start to sing, moving your head. When the song hits the chorus, the two of you sing in the same mic, enjoying yourselves totally. Screaming the lyrics to each other because you felt like you were locked out of heaven because of each other. As your love felt wrong and incorrect, clearly the world practically was keeping you apart, it felt so good. Like two angels intertwined on a mission to find and love one another. The bridge was coming along and Mark made a howling sound to the ceiling, you laughed and followed him, feeling more alive than ever. “Are you ready baby?” He asks, moving his head to the rhythm. You nod, smiling at him, watching how his excitement was filling his body. “Okay, let’s go!” He shouts before singing the bridge with you. You feel like all the happiness in the world was headed your way. Closing your eyes, singing your heart out with the man you loved. You look at him just when you both sang, “Can I just stay here?! Spend the rest of my days here?!” You observed how the veins of his neck were pumping out since he sang so loudly. His eyes closed, shrinking, trying to hit the right note. You smile, watching your boyfriend be happy before he goes. He then looks at you and locks his gaze with yours, holding your hand tight while the other still held the mic. Basically, the only thing that was separating your lips. Then he presses his forehead against yours to feel closer to you. “Can I just stay here?! Spend the rest of my days here?! Cause you make me feel like, I’ve looked out of heaven” You both sing to the mic, smiling and actually begging to god or whatever is up there, to let you stay with each other. You feel the tears coming to your eyes because this moment was about to end. You could barely sing anymore, so you stop and put your hand against your face. Mark drops the mic, letting the last part of the song go, to hold the back of your head and let you rest in his shoulder. You let yourself go and cry without any shame. Your boyfriend feels the tears coming as well, however he didn’t drop any of them. His concentration was fully into you. He kept stroking your hair and kissing your cheek repeatedly. With your fingers, you start to hold strongly to his sleeves. Believing, he wouldn't go away for that, unfortunately you and him didn't control that.

The car stopped, and you started shaking your head, knowing what's coming next. “Baby” Marks whispers in your ear, fondling the back of your head with one hand and the other one on your waist. “Just one second” You instantly responded, holding him close without looking at him. You thought that if you did, your heart would break more than it already is. “Baby please, I need to-” “Just, just give a moment” Another knock from the wall came. “Mister Lee, we’re outside the company. You need to get out of the car” Mark was really trying to hold himself together at this point. “Give me one minute, please” He says with his jaw clenched, trying not to break something. “Y/n, please look at me. I’m not gonna forgive myself if you don't” He begs you, raising his hand to your cheek to separate you from his shoulder. You do, but you still look down sobbing, while looking at his chest. The heart of your boyfriend was broken by seeing you like this. He pressed his cheeks against yours, attempting to form a connection with you. He needed you to look at him, one last time. “Please y/n. Look at me” By his implore, you raise your gaze and meet his dark eyes. You instantly broke and Mark does it with you. “When you’ll be back?” You ask, wiping his tears away. He does the same with you, his lips forming a line. “I don't know. I have to stay at the dorm for the promotion, and then they want to do another comeback with dream.” You cursed and look at the ceiling, trying to stop your crying. “Hey, hey, no, no. We won't say goodbye like this.” He says, holding your head with his hands on your cheeks, making you look down. You close your eyes and cup his hand. “I don't want to say goodbye.” You whisper, finally opening your eyes. The man in front of you was tired. Of his schedule, his tireless work, and most importantly tired of being apart from you. A strong kiss closed the distance between both, and his breathing left strong through his nose. The kiss felt wet and salty because of your tears. Your hands were on the side of his head, pushing him to you. Mark deepened the kiss and you followed him gladly. Both of you didn't want to separate, but sadly, breathing was necessary for you. When you broke the kiss, Mark says in your lips after. “Sorry, I said it wrong.” You look at him confused, as a response he gives you a quick kiss before saying. “It's a see you soon”.

The tears were appearing again, but he focused on kissing you. His hands were hugging your back, pulling you closer together. Your lips were in synchrony, however, they were interrupted by a knock on the window. “Dude, I say a minute please” Marks says against your lips trying to continue, suddenly the door open and shown your boyfriend's teammate, Johnny. “Hey y/n.” He says flirty, leaning his body to the door of the car. You feel the blood rising to your checks, and try to hide it in the neck of your boyfriend. “Hi” you say, still there. “Johnny, what are you doing here?” Mark ask, putting his hand in your hair to caress it. A laugh comes from the best friend of your boyfriend. “Taeyong is calling us to the practice room.” You also hear a pause, like he's taking it time to say what's next. “Sorry man, but we have to go. Now” You know he means it. Johnny was one of the first to support your relationship. He wanted to see Mark happy, same as you. So you thank him silently when he closed the door after he said. “You have 30 seconds to do whatever you please. But dude, I'm serious, 30 seconds.” Mark nods and sighs. You feel Jonny walking away a little, to give you space, and Mark started talking. “We don't have much time.” “I know” You answer, leaving his lap for good. He lets out a groan of disapproval, but you better step off now. You both stay quiet for a few seconds, just looking at each other, feeling each other hands. It was you who started the conversation. “What I told you before, it wasn't a lie” He settles to the side to see you better. “I know, but I can’t stop thinking about the damage that this is causing.” You get close and took his face. “Better to be like this together, than being apart” He analyzed you, trying to see any regret on your face, nevertheless, he didn’t find anything. “Unstoppable, remember?” You state, smiling, Mark gives you a little laugh and nod with his head. He leans closer to your face and kiss you gently, pulling a piece of your hair behind your ear. After you separate, you rest in his shoulder, with Mark leaving kisses in your forehead. “I love you” he whispers, caressing your arm with his fingertips, giving you chills in the process. “I love you too” you respond, giving him a kiss in the shoulder. He holds you close by wrapping his arms around you and placing his head on top of yours. You stay like that for a while.

After a few seconds, you hear a knock on the window. “Dude, I can’t extend this any longer.” Mark sighs and separates from you. Jonny leans against the car to wait for him. “See you soon?” Mark says, putting his hand against your check. “Yeah” you whisper before kissing him. The door opens and Johnny pulls Mark by the sleeve outside the car. “Let's go Romeo” He says, pushing him to the doors of the company. He almost trips by his best friend strength, but manage to stay on his feet. He turns and waves at you, walking backwards before entering the company. Your heart breaks by every step he took, and you let the tears that remain in your system fall in your face. “I had to take him out, if I didn't, he would probably run away with you.” Johnny states gently. You sniff and nod. “We don’t want that” You say looking at him, the expression he gave you was comprehensive. He shakes his head softly. “No, we don’t” What's best for Mark, apart from knowing him, that was the reason Johnny and you were friends. “The car is gonna drop you at home, so just try to relax. Okay?” He tells you, placing his arm against the door frame. You nod and try to wipe your tears and smile. “Take care of him for me, would you?” He laughs and nods. “It won’t be long, you know? It’s just because you love each other so much, that you think it is going to be an eternity before you see each other.” You giggle and sigh, resting your back on the seat. You suddenly felt tired. “Yeah, I guess you’re right.” You respond, closing your eyes in the process. Johnny reads your body and leaves a small smile. “Have a safe travel, y/n” He says before closing the door. Yet before he closed the door you say “Thank you, Johnny, for everything.” You didn't see him, but he smiles at you with carrying and closes the door. After you hear two knocks on the roof of the car, this started moving. Your body felt palled after all those emotions, and you started to get sleepy. Before your whole system could go to the lands of dreams, you remember the words of Johnny. With a smile on your face, you start to feel hope. Believing truly that it won't be long before you see your golden boy again.

3 weeks later.

Your legs were heavier than ever trying to climb the stairs of your building. Since you were on vacation, you decided to have a job full time in the cafeteria a few blocks away. Obviously now, you were regretting your decision. But hey, at least the money is always good. When you reach your floor, you feel relieve. At least, it was Friday. So you would have the whole weekend to relax. Sadly, you would have to do that alone. Mark was still busy with his calendar, however, he called every night to check on you. So you didn’t felt so sad about his absence. When you get to your door, you open your bag pack to find your keys. The panic started to rise when you didn't find them there. You also opened the front pocket but again nothing. You curse and kick the door, angry. Now you had to look for the locksmith downstairs, which meant you had to experience the pain of your legs all over again. Just because you forgot your keys inside, when you left the apartment in the morning. When you started to walk away, preparing yourself for torture, you feel the door open. You turn scared believing it was a ghost, however the surprise came in when you see your boyfriend, leaning in the door frame holding your keys with his finger. “Your hero to the rescue, again.” He says with the raspy voice you missed. You gasp, covering your mouth in surprise. Your brain couldn’t load the information that was happening. “Dude, you're kidding” You say, still with your hand on your mouth. He smiles at how cute your reaction is. “I'm not.” In a quick movement, he takes your arm to pull you to him and give you a passionate kiss. His lips moving, with hunger and desire. Your tiredness and lack of motivation stop from existing. Your backpack drops from your shoulder but Mark grabs it quickly with one hand. The other one was reaching down your lower back, pulling you closer to feel him more. He breaks the kiss to go lower to your neck. You bit your lip to not let any embarrassed sound come out, since you were still in the hallway. “Inside now” You whisper with need in his ear. He grins against your neck and pulls you to the apartment to not waste any more time to love you.

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Wines and confessions - Johnny Suh

couple: johnny x fem!reader genre: fluff; a little bit sugestive; friends to lovers sinopse: in the middle of a drinking some wine, your friend makes it very clear why none of his dates work out

Johnny was at home, after a long day at the photography studio where he worked. It was Friday, he was ready to rest after taking a long shower, until he received a message from his best friend.

“You must be very tired, but I got some wine from the parents of one of my students. Do you know how rare it is for me to receive gifts at work? I’ll be at your apartment in 40 minutes.”

Johnny laughed at your message. No matter how tired he was, he always had time for you. You were a teacher at a private school, you taught some classes in elementary and high school. If Johnny's routine was tiring, your routine was even crazier. The two had been friends since they were teenagers, which didn't stop Johnny from feeling something more.

A short time later, they were lying on the couch in the man's apartment. Johnny was on his first glass, he liked to taste the wine, drinking it little by little, as well as researching more about it. You, on the other hand, were on your second glass, didn't understand anything about wine and drank any alcoholic drink as if it were water. You talked about various things, you about your students, Johnny about the various editorials he had to do this week.

“And how was your meeting with that model you photographed last month?” You said taking a sip of your wine. Johnny always went on these dates to try to forget the feelings he had for his friend, but he always found himself comparing his date with you and couldn't move on to anything beyond a simple dinner. On the one hand, he felt uncomfortable when you asked about it, but on the other hand he knew that you weren't to blame for anything, because he didn't have the courage to talk about his feelings.

“Same old thing. It was just dinner. I’m not in the mood to date right now.” Unless it's with you, that's what he wanted to say.

“It's not because I'm your friend, but you're one of the hottest guys I know, independent, polite, funny. Why are you still alone? I already know! There must be someone in that little heart and you don't want to tell me who it is. Wants to know? I'm going to introduce you to a friend of mine who is a teacher. She’s beautiful and you two would look great together!” You saw your friend roll his eyes. “Don’t even make that face! In addition to being beautiful, she loves photography. Hey!"

“I think you’ve had drink too much.” Johnny took the glass from your hands, making you stop blabbering about his love life. The man took advantage of his height, lifted the cup and laughed at his frustrated attempts to get the cup back.

“Give it back Johnny! I didn’t even get halfway through the bottle.”

“And you’re already talking nonsense, imagine if you put an end to it.”

With the jump you made to retrieve your precious wine, you ended up losing your balance and were about to fall, if it weren't for Johnny's big hands, which stopped your fall and made your bodies very close and your faces inches away from distance.

The exchange of glances was intense.

You had already become so close to your friend, but you didn't know if it was because you had been drinking, you had a huge desire to kiss him. You looked at his lips and found them very kissable, his honey eyes exuded love and desire.

It was the wine's fault.

The heart beating faster had to be the wine's fault.

You internally asked him to break his gaze, but he couldn't do it. In fact, any opportunity he had to be close to you was taken advantage of by the man.

“Do you want to know why I can’t date other people?” Johnny asked. The man's deep voice was leaving you stunned. You just nodded.

Johnny knew he was going to take an important step and that perhaps he could change the course of the friendship you had, but he knew that he had to do that at that moment. Then, he ended the minimum distance he had between you, bringing his lips to yours. Despite being a little confused, you surrendered to your best friend's kiss. It was all so new for both of them, but at the same time so right.

“I'm glad you didn't push me or hit me.”Johnny said with a smile on his face as soon as he stopped kissing you. “And don’t blame it on the wine because I know more than anyone that you need a lot more than that to get drunk.” He continued when he realized you were about to say something and ended up taking the words out of your mouth.

"Wow. It’s scary how you know me so well” You responded by patting your friend’s shoulder and realized you were still in his arms. “Since you can’t let go of me, could you at least tell me when you started liking me?”

Johnny was embarrassed, which was rare to happen, but he let go of him and placed the glass of wine that was still in his hand on the kitchen table. “I don’t know, I think I’ve always been in love with you, it just took me a while to understand that.”

"Can I confess something?" Johnny just nodded. “I loved knowing that your dates didn’t work out.”

"Oh really?" Johnny once again approached you and placed his hands on your waist. “So why did you always throw me at your friends?”

“I don't know, maybe seeing you with other people would take that feeling away from me." You said, placing your hands on Johnny's shoulders again.

“And what is this feeling?”

“That I’m in love with you.” It was time for you to kiss your best friend. If the first kiss was sweet, this one was much more urgent and hot. Johnny led you to the couch, bringing you with him as he sat down. Your nails lightly scratched the man's muscular arms.

Johnny's big hands, which had previously stopped you from falling to the floor, now fervently smoothed your thighs, which had been exposed because your dress had ridden up as soon as you positioned yourself on Johnny's lap. When the man's warm lips touched your neck, leaving a few kisses there, a signal alerted you and you quickly moved away from the man, leaving him confused, sitting on the couch completely out of breath.

“I better go, before something happens in this apartment” You said, collecting your belongings and heading to the door of Johnny’s apartment. “Oh, you better cancel your plans tomorrow night if you have any.”

"Why?" Johnny asked confused.

“Because we have a date. Be ready at 8pm.”

“Shouldn’t I invite you?” Johnny approached you once again, who was already outside his apartment holding the door.

“What year are you, John?” Johnny smiled and pulled you in for another kiss, but you surprised him by placing your hand on his lips. "No! Kiss now only after the date. See you tomorrow." You pushed Johnny into the apartment and closed the door. The man didn't understand what was happening, he just laughed at your behavior, because it didn't even seem like 5 minutes ago you were making out like crazy on the living room couch. It didn't take long for the doorbell to ring again. Johnny opened it without checking who it was, but was surprised when you threw yourself into his arms.

“Okay, I won’t be able to wait until tomorrow. I want one more kiss.” Johnny let out a hearty laugh, the kind where he threw his head back and left you completely in love.

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