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jenniejjun · 10 months

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oii, meu amor, minha vida 🩷💭 você faria algo com o haechan pra mim? O que você quiser

I MIGHT CHANGE YOUR CONTACT TO 'DON'T LEAVE ME ALONE'.

PAR: lee donghyuck x leitora!fem

GÊNERO: established relationship, smut, college!au

avisos: 2000s au porque eu só consigo aceitar essa estética meio maneater das ideias se não for nessa época, ambos são maiores de idade e estão na faculdade, leitora é popularzinha das ideias mas é um amorzinho (sem cair no estereótipo hein) e o hyuck tb, consumo de álcool e cannabis, essa fic contém o lucas galera então se vocês não gostarem dele recomendo passar reto nessa, menção à outros idols (jungkook do bts, jennie do bp, nayeon do twice), leve nipple play (bem leve mesmo), umas mãozinhas bobas aqui e ali, leitora e haechan são bem melosinhos, oral (haechan recebe).

nós mulheres meio barbie da margot robbie das ideias! omg, uma fic com um título que não seja uma música da taylor swift? olá querides, voltei! então galera, estava matutando como fazer essa ask da @tyongbrat quando me deparei com uma playlist com todos os ícones dos anos 2000 e me ocorreu de fazer uma temática dos neos na faculdade! não pude perder a oportunidade, espero que tenha ficado do agrado amgggg! e eu amei escrever nesse universo, se quiserem pedir mais coisinha dele hihi

A casa de fraternidade estava tão lotada que você mal sabia como couberam lá dentro, mas jamais perderia a primeira festa após as provas. Era onde todo mundo ia curtir, extravasar, depois de quebrar a cabeça com um amontoado de papéis que definia se você ia passar o restante do semestre chorando ou comemorando. E é claro que os Neos nunca deixariam essa oportunidade passar batido.

Eles eram a fraternidade mais conhecida do campus, 23 garotos extremamente atraentes e bem dotados— pelo que se diziam nos corredores—, juntos eles formavam a Neo Culture Technology. Era o tipo de fraternidade que só legados conseguiam entrar, filhos de gente rica que há muito também já fizeram parte, ou pessoas extremamente sortudas.

Você se sentia imensamente orgulhosa de se gabar por ter Lee Donghyuck como seu namorado, um desses 23 garotos. O motivo de muitas calcinhas por aí caírem com apenas um olhar dele, mas você evitava pensar muito sobre isso. Sabe que seu namorado apenas tem olhos para você.

Olhando em volta, você ignora as pessoas ao seu redor te encarando e continua empurrando seu espaço pela multidão, agarrada a mão de Jennie Kim que trazia Im Nayeon atrás de si.

"Calma aí gente, esses saltos 'tão me matando!", Nayeon reclamou ajustando a bolsa de marca nos ombros. Você revirou os olhos projetando os lábios em um biquinho fofo e brilhoso com seu gloss. "Por que a pressa, gatinha? Você vai ver ele a noite toda."

Jennie te encarou maliciosa seguindo os passos, segurando a cara de nojo quando um rapaz vomitou perto de seus pés. "É, mas ela não vê a hora de engolir a carinha dele, né?"

Mostrou sua língua para ela, rindo.

"A gente prometeu dar um tempo essa semana pra focar nas provas, só tô com saudade!", você explicou carente e se aproveitou da proximidade para tombar seu ombro com o da amiga. "E não é como se você também não 'tivesse louca pra ver o Tae."

Quando encontrou o silêncio como sua resposta e a risada estrondosa de Nayeon, tomou o argumento como vencido. Passaram por uma cortina de fumaça para, então, se depararem com Mark Lee e Wong Yukhei com cigarros na mão. O cheiro forte de maconha fez sua cabeça doer de levinho, mas você sorriu feliz ao ver os amigos.

"Ih, alá! Se liga em quem apareceu", Yukhei sorriu já abrindo os braços. Você não demorou muito para cumprimentá-lo, logo após Mark.

"Até parece que a gente ia perder", você respondeu rolando as órbitas afetuosamente. Observou Jennie murmurar um 'chega pra lá' para Wong e pegar o cigarro de sua mão, Nayeon já pegava o copo de Mark enquanto ele enchia um novo para si.

"Papo reto, essa festa 'tava um porre antes de vocês chegarem", Lee exclamou descendo o álcool no copinho vermelho que segurava. Você segurou a risada quando Jennie se pronunciou divertida:

"Tá todo galante por quê, hein, Marquinhos? A Nayeon não vai dormir contigo não, desencana!"

"Ah, Jennie, vai pra porra!", eles responderam juntos rindo.

Você se dispersou um pouco, procurando seu namorado. Qualquer vestígio dos cabelos desarrumados ou dos olhinhos pretinhos que você tanto ama, encontrou quase todos ali, menos ele. Jaehyun pegando alguma menina do segundo semestre, Yuta e Shotaro jogavam alguma variação de strip poker com alguns garotos e garotas, Jeno e Jaemin conversando mais calmamente e até acenaram quando te viram. O fez de volta.

"Tá procurando o Hycuk?", Yukhei indagou com um sorrisinho sacana. Te conhecia bem, na verdade, você não fazia muita questão de esconder. Jennie e Nayeon riam do seu jeitinho 'despretensioso' ao procurá-lo por aquelas cabeças adultas.

"Tô, sabe onde ele tá?"

"Por favor, diz logo pra ela antes que essa coitada exploda", Nayeon zombou. Você mostrou o dedo do meio pra ela em retorno. "Te amo amiga!"

"Ama nada, sua traíra", você murmurou brincalhona quando Mark chamou sua atenção apontando pro lado de fora. O copo na boca, no entanto, te fez grunhir. Não estava sendo muito claro.

"Tá jogando beer pong com uns caras do Bangtan, vai lá que 'cê encontra ele", o seu amigo continuou generoso. Você, animadinha, arrumou sua saia e jogou sua bolsa pra Jennie.

"Vai lá, gatinha, mas fica com o celular e manda mensagem se for ficar", ela avisou te devolvendo o aparelho e você praticamente correu pra fora.

O motivo de não tê-lo visto foi porque a mesa ficava basicamente afastada, bem pertinho da piscina, mas lá estava ele. Em toda sua glória. O Lee portava uma roupa bem mais simples do que estava acostumada, o que te indicava que os meninos, provavelmente, tiveram de arrastá-lo da cama para tal festa. A camiseta preta combinava perfeitamente com a correntinha de prata que ele usava, um presente seu.

Mal pôde conter o sorriso ao se aproximar do homem, mirando distraidamente uma bolinha de ping pong em um dos copos antes que seus amigos abrissem caminho para que você o surpreendesse. Cutucando brevemente seu ombro, esperou que o menino se virasse para que pudesse se perder na imensidade escura que eram suas irises. Você nem se preocupou em segurar o risinho divertido que escapou de seus lábios ao ver o sorrisinho sacana e preguiçoso no rosto de seu namorado se formando.

"Princesa", ele chamou abrindo os bracinhos. O jogo já havia sido esquecido quando você pulou nos braços dele para que trocassem um beijo demorado.

Mataram toda a saudade naquilo. Suas línguas dançavam indolentes, esquecendo-se rapidamente do público ao redor. Seu gloss labial se misturando com a boca dele, sentindo o gostinho de cereja que os brilhos traziam. Um ardor se instalou no seu ventre e você apertou as pernas ainda no abraço dele. Haechan tinha te levantado minimante do chão, seus braços se cruzando abaixo de sua bunda, por baixo da saia que usava.

"Arrumem um quarto, pô, ninguém é obrigado a ver isso não!", Jeon Jungkook brincou de algum canto, você honestamente não conseguia distinguir tão imersa naqueles lábios chupando os seus e deixando os arredores de sua boca vermelhos.

"A gente vai", Hyuck murmurou contra você sorrindo devagarinho. Te olhando tão lascivo enquanto te descia para o chão, você podia jurar que ele era o próprio anjo caído da perdição. Seu diabo pessoal.

Manhosa, você gemeu baixinho o beliscando.

"Ei, ei, calma!", o moreno riu enlaçando seus dedos.

"Passamos muito tempo separados, cara! Não posso sentir falta do meu namorado?", você resmungou agarrando o braço dele enquanto se afastavam dali. Conhecia excepcionalmente bem aquele caminho, a casa da piscina já entrava em seu campo de visão. "Ih, não reclamo mais."

"Hm, bom mesmo", o rapaz respondeu de volta te juntando a ele. Sua mão lhe puxando para perto por suas nádegas te fez soltar um riso estrangulado enquanto batia nos braços dele. "Fica quietinha aí enquanto eu abro, vai."

Você ofegou abrindo a boca em um perfeito 'O', em falso choque com a audácia de seu namorado.

"Que audácia é essa, Donghyuck?", você indagou risonha. O namorado revirava o molinho de chaves na mão irritadiço com a demora, você não pôde evitar de ver graça no menino. Sem se aguentar, você grudou os lábios no pescoço do moreno deixando sua trilha de beijinhos e mordidas ali. "Você tá tão lindinho hoje."

Chupando o ponto entre a juntura de seu pomo de seu pomo de adão e sua traqueia, você escutou o ofegar do namorado que ainda tentava abrir a porta do local. Sacana, você escorregou suas mãos pelo corpo dele. Uma delas na bunda dele, a outra segurando os fiozinhos pequenos em sua nuca. Puxando de levinho conforme fazia seu estrago na garganta do rapaz.

"E você toda safada", o Lee respondeu te apertando contra si. Afastou seu rostinho da curvatura do pescoço dele, os dedos dele fincavam em sua nuca num aperto gostoso que te fez sorrir preguiçosa. Os lábios inchados dele pareciam extremamente convidativos. "Sentiu tanto assim a minha falta, é?"

Você assentiu, fechando a distância entre vocês. Beijava ele de forma ociosa, deixando com que sua uma de suas pernas se encaixasse perfeitamente entre as dele aproximando suas intimidades. Você gemeu, sem vergonha nenhuma, quando ouviu o click da porta atrás de você. Não demorou muito para Haechan te empurrar para dentro e fechar a única guarnição que os separava da grande festa de fraternidade.

"Uhum", você murmurou contra os lábios dele. Enquanto Haechan mordia sua boca, você desabotoava a blusinha social que usava com a saia combinando. Assim que a peça caiu no chão, você sentiu o ar gelado bater contra seus pontinhos sensíveis e eriçados pelo tesão. Entre cada beijo, você falava:

"Daqui a pouco", beijo. "Vou ter que mudar seu contato", outro beijo. "Pra 'proibido me deixar'", mais um beijo. "'Sozinha'."

"A ideia foi sua", ele quis rebater. As mãos grandes de Hyuck foram para seus peitos, sempre obcecado, você anotou mentalmente risonha. Os dedos ágeis brincavam com os mamilos, os girando devagarinho.

"Nem sei onde eu 'tava com a cabeça", você respondeu tirando a camisa dele. A visão do peitoral bem manuseado do namorado te fez grunhir, jogou a cabeça pra trás quando ele abocanhou um de seus seios brincando com ele. "Dongsookie."

"Gostosa demais, puta que me pariu"

Você gargalhou em meio aos sons pecaminosos que seus lábios inchados soltavam, travando uma batalha entre suas mãos e o corpo dele para achar o cinto do rapaz. Demorou um pouco, mas você achou. Cintilante contra o escuro do cômodo, mas foi nele que se apoiou ao ajoelhar na frente de Lee Donghyuck com o sorriso mais pervertido que podia.

"Bebê...", ele chamou em tom de aviso.

"Shhh, fica quietinho e aproveita, vai!", você respondeu adaptando as palavras anteriores dele. O feitiço se voltando contra o feiticeiro, notou, abrindo a peça de roupa para liberar o falo rijo do coreano. Ele te xingou brincalhão, mas obedeceu suspirando.

Enquanto você masturbava o membro, dando lambidinhas tímidas aqui e ali, escutou ele dizer:

"Vou precisar tá te fazendo futura mãe dos meus filhos, não vai ter como", resmungou desconexo e você não pôde deixar de sentir borboletinhas na barriga.

Enfiando o pau lentamente na boca, respirando com clareza para não engasgar, você ficou ali vendo o moreno se transformar em nada com os seus movimentos. Fazendo a cabeça dele girar e girar, pensar somente em você e nada ao mesmo tempo. A sensação era incrível pra cacete.

#₊‧ ˖ ࣪ ་ 🐇 works by vivi #lee donghyuck #lee haechan #lee donghyuck smut #lee haechan smut #lee donghyuck x reader #lee haechan x reader #nct 127 smut #nct dream smut

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imninahchan · 4 months

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Nina, escreve algo com oral masc no taeyong e com dacryphilia, por favor

⌜⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ TAEYONG + s o f t d o m 𓂃 ഒ ָ࣪

Morfei seu pedido com o de cima pra não ficar repetitivo. Conteúdo sexual.

É o softdom com a maior vibe service top que existe;

TAEYONG é extremamente carinhoso, por mais lascivo e canalha que seja. Chega com a boca pertinho do seu ouvido, torna a voz mais doce e pede pra poder te foder, “deixa eu meter em você, lindinha, deixa? Hm?”;

Não tem como dizer não pra ele, pros olhos grandes e brilhantes. Pro biquinho que se forma nos lábios finos, o cenho franzido. É como se ele dependesse de estar dentro de você;

Se tem uma coisa que ele domina bem é a dirty talk, é assim que assegura o controle na dinâmica. Está com o rosto no seu pescoço, ou mantendo aquele contato visual penetrante enquanto comversa contigo tão sujo por todo processo. Até seu orgasmo bater, se esvair. “Gosta de dar pra mim, não gosta, lindinha? Ah, eu sei que gosta... Olha pro Tae, olha. Diz pra mim que gosta. Diz que você é a minha putinha boba, que é viciada no meu pau, em ser fodida sem parar até a bucetinha arder... Hm? Vai dizer, vai? Você tem uma carinha tão bonitinha, cachorra”;

Às vezes, ele te faz gozar só assim — de conversar. Não se põe pra dentro, faz carícias na sua perna, nos peitinhos por baixo da blusa e te deixa molhadinha;

Absolutamente ama oral, seja oferecendo ou recebendo. Na verdade, não gosta de dizer em voz alta, mas poderia passar a eternidade com o pau dele na sua boca;

Sempre faz uma bagunça no seu rosto e tem a pachorra de pedir “desculpa, princesa” com a cara mais sacana do mundo. Gosta de meter fundo na sua garganta, até a ponta do seu nariz encostar na virilha dele. Acha graça no jeito que os seus olhos avermelham, como acumulam lágrimas e molham as bochechas;

Quando você começa a choramingar entre as estocadas então... Porra, fica ainda melhor. As lágrimas que gotejam no pau dele deixam o gosto ainda mais salgadinho no seu paladar. “A boca tão cheia, meu anjo, tão faminta... Não vai engasgar, okay?”, e é ele mesmo quem é o culpado pelo som do seu engasgo.

#imninahchan #headcanon #headcannon #nct 127 #nct 127 headcanons #nct headcanons #nct taeyong #taeyong headcannon #lee taeyong #taeyong

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cheolinnie · 2 months

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hi 😭 I just came from your Taeyong Feel Me! It’s really good and love it so much ! CanI request arranged marriage au with Taeyong plss ?? Thank youuuu 🫶🏻

a/n: OH MY GOD YESSSSSSSSSSSSS

Our little secret

FLUFFY FLUFF FLUFF

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Taeyong!! you stomp one foot on the ground, an expression Taeyong can only describe as painfully adorbale settles on your face. "Let's go! Use those long legs the gods blessed you with and RUN!"

You yell as you watch your boyfriend casually jog over to you, the wind whipping his grey flannel behind his tall figure. Once he's right in front of you and you're peering up at his sparkling boba eyes, he swiftly swipes a kiss.

"What'd I say about that pouty face of yours,hm?" he asks, brows rasied as if lecturing a kid.

You narrow your gaze as your roll your eyes. "You can't help but kiss me..."

He chuckles out a a grin as he squishes your cheeks, before taking your hand in his. "So, where do you wanna go now?"

Your eyes roam around the empty amusement park, your heart unable to pick where to explore next. It was your four year anniversary, and since you haven't been to an amusement park in a long time Taeyong rented it out for the night - Just for the two of you, away from the chaos of his idol life.

You worked as a stylist for Taeyongs junior group, Nct Dream, so the two of you never really interacted much before; It was only until your best friend, Mark, invited you out to dinner with Haechan and Taeyong- ever since your first proper, encounter Lee Taeyong never left your thoughts.

"Oh let's go to the photo booth!"

Taeyong chuckles. "Again?"

You nod frantically as you beging to pull his arm towards the booth for the second time tonight. "We have to use props this time!"

Taeyong, who would never complain if it meant seeing that bright smile on your face, complies as your throw various items on him and yourself.

"Babe, can we atleast get something to eat afterwards?" despite the slight whine, Taeyong still had an adoring smile on his face as he watched you pull all kinds of faces for the camera.

You suddenly jump on his lap, eyes wide. Grabbing his soft cheeks, you stick your bottom lip out. "awww is Taeyongiee hungry?"

Taeyong chuckles at your adorably asked question, "yes, very hungry actually. I feel like eating some ramen and soju, should we get that?"

"YES!"

Within 10 minutes you two had wrapped up your photobooth time, and now seated under the night sky and fairy lights with a bottle of soju and some steaming ramen. As you at Taeyong couldn't help but sneak in glances- even after four years he could just never get enough of you, you and your undying beauty.

"Marry me."

You nearly choked on your food.

Taeyong continues to smile as you dab your mouth with a napkin, before settling your gaze with his.

"I'd love to Tae," your smile falters slightly, but you hoped he didn't notice. "But you know we can't, the company-"

"Who says the company has to know?" you rasie an eyebrow, and Taeyong reaches to take your hands in his. "In fact, who says anyone has to know?"

You laugh, unable to know if he was serious or not. "So you're saying we should elope?"

His gaze started to look more stern, "You never wanted a big wedding anyways, and neither did I."

"Taeyong we need a witness."

"I trust Mark, and you do too." he stated simply, and then begins to remove a ring from his finger, and slides it into your ring finger.

"You don't think the guys would find it suspicious if we both start wearing rings on our ring fingers?"you inquire, uable to hide the small smile as you admire the look of his ring on your finger.

"It doesn't have to be rings. We could get matching bracelets, or necklaces even? You prefer bracelets anyway, right?" you look up into his eyes, and his gaze told you the raw sincerity and truth of his words. He wanted this, he wanted to marry you and make you his wife.

"I do prefer bracelets," you smile. "But I'm keeping this ring though, it's pretty." he laughs at your response.

"So.... is that a yes?"

You stand up and make your way over to his side, before comfortably seating yourself in his lap. You nod. "Yes it can be our little secret."

Taeyong hums as his gaze fixes on your inviting lips. "One just for Lee Taeyong and Lee Y/n."

You chuckle before settling into the kiss, Taeyong's arms wrapped securely around your waist, and yours drapped around his neck.

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3 months later

You and Taeyong carried out your daily lives as per usual, with nothing changing other than the fact that you two are married.

You walk around the SM building, to the cafe to grab a few snacks and a drink. You walk in and see that the cafe is busy with so many people chatting and laughing.

You go behind the line and wait to order your drink and snack. As you look around the area, you find Taeyong and Johnny walking in. You wave at them and mouth towards them to come over.

Taeyong lights up when he sees you, and walks over. "Hey guys, what are you doing here?" Johnny walks right behind Taeyong. "Oh we're here to grab drinks for us and the guys."

You smile at Johnny's response, "Ohhhh." Taeyong couldn't help but just stare into your eyes lovingly. You move a bit closer to Taeyong just so your able to whisper into his ear. "Babe, stop looking at me like that." He looks at you dumbfoundedly "Like what?"

Johnny looks up from his phone, "Like your gonna marry her right now or something." he laughs a little and goes back to looking at his phone.

Both yours and Taeyong's face turned red. You look at Taeyong with a serious gaze, "You're so dead when we go home." Taeyong looks at you with a light smile. "I can't help it."

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a/n: i hope i did justice with this 😭

#nct imagines #nct scenarios #nct fanfic #lee taeyong #lee taeyomg x reader #taeyong x y/n #nct x reader #nct 127 #nct dream #fluff #lee taeyong fluff

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linos-luna · 1 year

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Idk if the requests are open 😅😅 but I'm so in love with your writing

Can you try a drabble with soft dom boyfriend taehyung and an inexperienced reader losing her virginity after a romantic date? Lots of fluff and praises and kisses too please 💕💕

thank you so much

Yes requests are still open! 💕

Oh thank you 🥺

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Pretty Girl ❣️☁️

Soft!Dom!Taehyung x Inexperienced!Reader

Warnings: smut, 18+, unprotected sex, lots of kissing, pet names, oral(fem receiving)

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Officially, you are a couple and you couldn’t be happier. You’ve had a few dates and finally he asked if it was official. You’ve never had a boyfriend. All your crushes in high school were met with rejection. You don’t socialize with many men in your adult life. You have no idea how this works. But now you have Taehyung to show you.

It was a great night. Taehyung had taken you on a little boba date and now you were relaxing, watching a movie while eating ice cream at his place.

You were just about done with your ice cream when a sex scene started. It looked intense and you couldn’t help rubbing your legs together.

Your boyfriend took notice and put his arm around you, having you lean into him.you blushed at the feeling of his simple touch.

“… y/n? Are you okay, darling?”

Taehyung’s voice snapped you out of your thoughts and you looked at him. “U-um… yeah I’m okay…”

“You’re blushing.” He chuckled. “Something got you worked up?”

“U-uhh…”

Taehyung thought you looked so cute when flustered and gave you a kiss on the forehead before rubbing your thighs, going higher and higher.

“Do you like this baby?” He whispered in your ear. “You like my touch?”

You nodded, not sure why your panties suddenly feel wet.

“I need words, darling.” He said while holding your jaw. “I need my pretty girl to speak to get what she wants…”

“I-I… um… Tae… can you…?” You stumbled over your words as he inched his way up your thigh to you center. “I want… I… help me… uhm…”

Taehyung couldn’t help but laugh at your stuttering. It was so cute.

“Do you not know what you want?”

“It’s just… I’ve never…”

His eyes widened when he realized what you meant. You’re a virgin.

“Aw baby… why didn’t you just say so…?

You blushed in embarrassment, trying to cover your face.

“Don’t hide yourself.” He said while kissing your cheek and gently rubbing your thigh. “You know… I can show you some things if you want…”

You nod and he tilts your chin up.

“I like words, baby.” He said in a teasing voice.

“Y-yes Taehyung.”

“Good girl.” He said with a satisfied smile, now gently kissing your lips.

Hearing him call you a good girl only made you blush more and you swear your underwear just got wetter.

“You know, I like a good girl…” he whispered while kissing down your neck. “A good girl who behaves… is that you darling? Are you going to behave for me…?”

“Yes Taehyung…” you gasp as you felt his hot breath on your neck.

“I’m going to touch you now? Is that okay?” He asked while moving his hand under your shirt.

“Y-yes Tae… touch me please…” you replied in an almost breathy tone.

Taehyung smirked and reached under your shirt to gaze the material of your bra, ever once in a while, touching your skin.

The feeling was new and you liked it.

“Baby, can you please take off your pants for me and lay down?” He asked softly.

“Okay…” you nodded and started pulling down your pants before laying down on the couch.

“Good girl.” Taehyung said, giving you a peck on the lips. “I’m going to make you feel good. You can tell me when to stop.”

Slowly he lowered your panties and you instinctively put your hands over it.

“It’s okay, baby.” Taehyung said, putting his hand over yours, moving it to the side. “Do you trust me, darling?”

“Y-yes… I trust you, Tae…”

Your boyfriend moved one of your legs over the top of the couch and the other on his shoulder, giving him full access to your wet cunt.

You felt so aroused by the feeling of him kissing your inner thighs and suddenly whimper out loud when he kissed your bare cunt.

He nodded and continued kissing your cunt, moving his finger in to prep you. You nearly screamed as he so and could help bucking your hips.

“Are you okay, y/n?”

“Y-yes Tae.”

Taehyung nodded and started lowering his pants and boxers. He rubbed his hard cock a bit before teasing your cunt with it.

Truthfully you never seen one in person and it scared you a bit. He could see that and rubbed your cheek.

“Are you ready baby?”

“Y-yes Tae.”

Taehyung gently kisses your lips as her enters you, it was a tight fit but he loved it. You moaned at the feeling and held on tight to his shirt, your hands shaking.

“You’re doing so good for me baby.” He said reassuringly. “You’re such a good girl.”

He was still, wanting you to get used to the feeling before moving. Even then he slowly thrusted. It was a tight fit anyways.

You were already whining and making little noises as he did so. He found it adorable actually.

He gave you some more kisses before thrusting faster.

“You like that baby?” He teased. “You like being full of my cock?”

“Tae-… agh Tae~” you could only moan in response as you were feeling for something to hold onto.

Taehyung held you hand as kept going, feeling your hip stuttering as you were definitely getting worked up. You only made little noises, unable to speak as he constantly hit your weak spot.

“T-Tae! T-Tae!” You cried a bit as you felt your high coming.

“It’s okay baby.” He said as he was going a little slower. “Cum for me like a good girl.”

“C-cum?”

“Let go darling.” He said while his hips stutter as well.

You had an intense orgasm and as you were trying to catch your breath but as he started pull out to cum as well you grabbed is arm.

“You… you can…” you were practically panting but he knew what you meant and groaned as he thrusted one more time and came. It was euphoric and he littered you face with kisses.

“Such a good girl…” he said in a breathy tone as he lay next to you. He held you and you leaned into his embrace. “I can’t wait to show you more things, pretty girl.”

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writingmochi · 3 months

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4 weeks to go before graduation!

cast: taehyun ✗ fem.reader ✗ hueningkai

synopsis: hey, it's your last day of high school! you have one month to go before your graduation. with the company of your best friends, taehyun and kai, let's make this one month the most memorable month of your entire life!

genre: teen existentialism, that awkward period when you're in between a teenager and a young adult, coming of age, friendship, platonic love, best friends au, high school au, comedy, fluff, angst

word count: 427 (teaser)

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release: first half of the year!

message from the moon: gotta have to write this before i lose touch with my high school self. will be a very wholesome of just friends being friends with no romantic undertone

“(y/n)!!!” a familiar voice calls and the volume gets louder as he comes closer to where you stand. promptly, your hand covered your face when you meet the bewildered eyes of your juniors who are looking at him striding towards you. second-hand embarrassment clouded your thoughts as you let out muffled chuckles, peeking between your fingers as his giant figure entered your vicinity. the juniors scurried away with a terrified look in their eyes from his maniacal, evil witch-sounding giggle that bounced on the hallway's concrete walls before he stood next to you.

“stop it, i’m so freaking embarrassed.” you punch his chest as he pouted, wiping your face to smooth down your facial muscles. the lines on his face turned downwards. he looks so offended, holding the area that you hit as he lets out fake sniffs.

“you hurt me, (y/n)!" he lets out a pout. "why aren’t you excited to see me?” he said sarcastically, fists beside his waist as he sulks playfully.

“cause she saw you all the time, kai.”

you pivot towards the source and spot taehyun. his black hair accented his icy demeanor that pierced through his expression, striding to where you both stood. his hand holding onto the only strap slung over his shoulder as he rolled his eyes and grinned, hearing hueningkai sigh behind you.

“i swear, you’ve been using that face all the time that it scared me so much if you’re furious with me,” kai said as you stood in front of your locker to glance at both of them clearly.

“of course, i’m not angry. especially to both of you,” taehyun replied as he stood beside hueningkai. the height difference between the two always makes you giggle. you always imagined taehyun to be the taller of the two. but hyuka and his mixed blood said otherwise as you continue, leaning your back against the locker where your backpack cushions the impact.

“what, shortie?” kai remarked. you quickly sulk as a reply.

“i’m not that short, average height somewhere in the world. why am i friends with you both?” you mumbled the last part as you pushed away from the locker with your core muscles. kai’s hair is shaped like a mushroom because of how straight it is, different from tae who uses a bit of pomade to style his hair.

“cause we’re fancy as fuck,” taehyun replied with a smirk as kai nudges in agreement. you give a sheepish smile and a nod as you take the lead for the others to follow you down the hallway.

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fairybinie · 10 months

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KISS, DON’T TELL — 24: for the show

synopsis: popular and menacingly wicked choi beomgyu has the entire senior class wrapped around his finger. the high school drama club has cherished y/n as their veteran for four years. to fulfill beomgyu’s graduation requirements, he must join y/n’s drama club despite his grudges. unbeknownst to everyone else, y/n and beomgyu have their history. they’ve kissed before (or more like y/n has bitten his lip to bleed) and beomgyu hasn’t lived it down ever since. y/n cannot stand this guy. they can make it through the entire year as the leads in their play, right?

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a/n: written (6.2k). light profanity, mentions of death, mentions of alcohol, suggestive at some parts, kissing. so sorry for the wait y’all but kdt is back on track! i hope this chapter makes it worth it i think y’all will like the result 🫶

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y/n wasn't quite sure how this night was going to map out. they've been around beomgyu for a few months now, they've spent one on one time with him for the production, but they've never been in a romantic setting with him. were they supposed to act different now? the feeling of caring what he thought of them was starting to kick in and they desperately tried to shove it in the back of their mind. that feeling could only mean one thing, and maybe they weren't ready to admit it. though, this date has gone too well for them to avoid that realization.

sure, beomgyu's first sight of them was watching them trip on their own shoe laces as they tried to hide the deep red rise on their cheeks. beomgyu still remained true to his word in not discussing y/n's accidental text that they sent while trying out the 'type your thoughts in a message technique'. whoever came up with that method was an absolute dingus. now the idea was left in the air and they were waiting for a moment it could be brought up again.

beomgyu had the two make a little detour back to the pub the open mic event was hosting in as their first activity. he felt bad that y/n originally signed him up to perform, but he truly wanted them to be the first person to hear him play. beomgyu made sure to remind them once again as he whispered into their ear while watching other acts behind the mic. he did take note in the way the blood rushed to y/n's ears, presumably due to the close distance and the warmth of his breath.

the two didn't stay there for long and beomgyu led the way to the dessert spot that recently opened up around the corner. y/n admired the decor inside, it was reminiscent of a day in paris with all the pastels on the walls and the classy chandeliers hanging at each table. the music for the night seemed to be a chill lofi playlist, which created a comfortable atmosphere that complimented the scenery. y/n made a mental note that this would become their new study location. the desserts on display ranged from various croissants, cakes, muffins, cookies, and macarons. beomgyu decided on two mini cakes that complimented their outfits well, and though they were delicious, he did not miss the opportunity to take pictures of y/n. they were hiding their face behind their hands most of the time, but he did manage to capture a perfect photo of them holding the cake out on their hands as they widened their eyes in a cute manner, gawking at the deliciousness that was waiting to be eaten.

“i'm not much of a sweet person, but this is really good,” beomgyu comments as he takes his last bite of the dessert.

continuing on with the promises of the date, the two found a park nearby to sit and enjoy their food, while also enjoying the scenery outside. there have been comfortable moments of silence, but they've talked about anything that came to their mind. roads to the heart, beomgyu's progress, the fact that none of them expected to be where they are now. it was quite nice, actually.

“you're pretty sweet,” y/n replies without a second thought, chewing slowly as they realized what they just said and cannot take back.

beomgyu chuckles as he bites down on his lip and nods gushingly. he's been complimented by other flings before, but this time it hits different. perhaps it's his history with y/n, or maybe it's because he knows their intention is not to get in his pants. a scenario plays out in his head, his eyes widening at what's going on and mentally apologizes as if y/n is able to know what he's thinking about.

“you know,” beomgyu clears his throat once he pulls himself together. “you've barely told me anything about yourself. it can't just be me!”

y/n smiles in response and licks some frosting from their lips. “that's true. what do you want to know?”

beomgyu takes a moment. come to think of it, all he's done these past years is tease them about their incident. all he knows is that y/n is in theatre and they have a passion for acting. that seems to be an interest to him right now, and there's always the rest of their lives to find more things out about them. that is, if he doesn't mess this up.

“what made you want to get into acting?” he comes up with something to ask. beomgyu's interest surprises y/n, as they didn't expect him to ask this of all things. though, they wouldn't say it's the most sudden. if anything, they're becoming more appreciative of beomgyu's consideration these days.

“my dad was kind of a newbie actor and he was in short films,” y/n begins with a gentle kick of their feet. “he used to teach me everything he knew. i would perform for him and my mom in the living room and apparently i had some real potential. i didn't start taking it seriously until i got older and when he died i wanted to continue what we started.”

the last part has beomgyu stay still in a hitched breath. he had no idea y/n's father passed away until now. then again, he would've never known. he watches y/n closely for any signs of discomfort in order to signal a change of the topic. being in theatre these few months has taught him things like this and he's grateful he's able to use it right now. y/n continues to lightly kick their feet in the air from the bench the two are sitting on, their gaze focused on the scenery in front of them. a small smile takes place on their lips as their head tilts slightly to the left. there's some specs of fluorescent white in their eyes, probably due to dim lampposts nearby. still, they look as beautiful as ever.

beomgyu gets the hint that perhaps y/n is in a fond memory and continues on. “hey, um- i'm so sorry for your loss, really.”

“you wouldn't have known,” y/n affirms softly in the most genuine way possible. “enough time has passed that i could talk about him without breaking down on the spot.”

this slightly relieves beomgyu, but he hates that he's the most curious person to ever live on this planet. he wants to know more, maybe it can connect him to y/n too.

“when did he pass away?” he starts off hesitant and asks with care. “if you don't mind me asking.”

“in the fall of freshman year,” y/n responds with a click of their tongue.

freshman year. beomgyu's eyes widen when he realizes that fact and feels the corners brim with water, looking down at y/n's hands to distract himself. this must have occurred before beomgyu's party he had that semester. now it makes sense why y/n was to eager to drink that night and how their incident happened. beomgyu taunted them relentlessly while y/n was grieving over the death of their father.

how messed up is that?

“y-y/n, i'm so sorry,” beomgyu slowly looks up at them and feels the waves of apologies rush in his head. he doesn't even know where to start.

“again, you wouldn't have known,” y/n reassures once more. “i'm just grateful i have a great friend group who supported me during that time, and acting, of course.”

in all honesty, y/n wasn't intending to open up about their past. never in a million years would they imagine it would be with beomgyu, but he's proven that he's becoming a better person and they can see it. y/n can only imagine what's going on in his head at this moment, he must have connected the dots.

“what about your mom?” beomgyu can't refrain from asking.

“i don't know,” y/n draws in their breath and releases a much needed exhale. “ever since he passed she started to act different. i can't blame her, but she's definitely not the same person. we don't see eye to eye on a lot of things and barely talk nowadays but i'm used to that.”

beomgyu nods understandingly as he processes all this information. this conversation can go in different directions. he can ask more about y/n's mom, apologize profusely about being a dick all these years, or change the topic. he goes for the last option and steers it into a positive light.

“what films has your dad been in?” the boy hopes this was good enough.

y/n hums out loud as they fold their hands together on their lap. beomgyu's eyes trail onto the action and he can hear his thoughts tell him to hold those hands. they've technically done it before, why is he nervous all of a sudden? could it be his feelings have grown deeper?

“he's been in a few small projects,” y/n replies. “but i think his most notable film was 'loose strings'.”

beomgyu gasps in response to this and brings a hand to his mouth for full effect. this catches y/n's attention and they can only stare at him with a slight raised eyebrow.

“no way! i absolutely loved that film,” beomgyu exclaims with a grin and bright eyes. “i had no idea that was your dad.”

“i'm assuming you know it?” y/n stretches their question longingly with a hint of amusement in their voice.

“duh! taehyun and i had to watch it in film class sophomore year,” beomgyu recalls like it was yesterday. “honestly, it was the reason i decided to take playing guitar more seriously.”

y/n feels honored hearing this. perhaps beomgyu did always have a head on his shoulders and his persona left them to assume otherwise. getting to know him all this time made them see that he is actually quite an introspective and sensitive person.

exactly their type.

y/n turns fully to their right and brings a leg to sit under their other one as they rest their arm on the head of the bench. they're fully facing beomgyu at this point and the boy mirrors their actions so he could do the same. beomgyu flushes at the sudden movement as this is the moment they can really make eye contact with one another. y/n thinks to themselves how it gets tiring talking about yourself for too long. beomgyu is way more of an interesting character and they'd like to direct the attention back onto him.

“you know, it must be nice finally being able to share your passion with your friends,” y/n changes the subject with ease. “how does it feel?”

beomgyu rests his head on his fist as his fingers on his other hand play with his rings. “relieving. honestly, i couldn't have done it without you.”

“i bet that's not true. are they really that hard to talk to?” y/n's own curiosity leads them to ask. they don't know too much about yeonjun, apart from his hookups, but taehyun seems like a relaxed and level-headed guy. at least from what eliana has gushed about.

“not necessarily, i mean-” beomgyu hesitates as he does not want to leave the wrong impression about his friends. “taehyun is so…certain about his future that sometimes i thought he wouldn't take it seriously or say it wouldn't take me far. i was proven wrong because he practically said the same thing you told me.”

“now you have two people to listen to,” y/n teases as they hit beomgyu's shoulder playfully, to which he reacts with a soothing hand at the gesture.

beomgyu continues with a slight blush in his cheeks. “yeonjun is just silly and i thought he'd make fun of me for it.”

“welcome to the club,” y/n replies with fake astonishment. their eyes widen as their mouth hangs wide open, a smile replacing it when they see beomgyu roll his eyes and respond with a dry laugh.

“he's more than he makes out to be,” beomgyu confides honestly with a solemn tone to his voice. “you'd just have to believe me on that.”

“hey, if i could be open to you, i could be open to him too,” y/n replies. they often wonder how beomgyu managed to make that trio work, after all, they have such different personalities. then again, the same thing could apply to their friend group. the sheer thought of their friends hanging out together sends a chill down their spine.

there's another beat of silence as the two continue to admire the scenery in front of them. there's a cool rustle of the leaves on the floor, different colors of blankets are spread out on the ground, nearby shops flash their lit signs all across the park. it was such a simple date and y/n was enjoying it more than they thought they would.

if anything, they wanted to get to know beomgyu more than to have the classic 'date'. their small conversations throughout the night have allowed them to store facts in their brain to remember forever. beomgyu is actually more of a reserved person than they thought he would be, and honestly, they prefer it.

after pondering in thought for a few minutes, y/n manages to come up with a new question that they haven't thought about.

“what about your family?”

they remember walking into beomgyu's house and seeing several photos plastered on the refrigerator. it looks like it's just him, his parents, and his brother. are they creepy for knowing that?

“my parents are always away for work and my brother is living the college life,” beomgyu explains with a sigh, like he's used to the fact. “they send me great souvenirs though.”

beomgyu was used to living alone. he was used to being alone from a very young age. it wasn't until recently that the avoidant hole in his life started feeling more complete. perhaps it was his friends, maybe it was being in this production.

or oddly enough, it was y/n.

“just me and my guitar,” beomgyu finishes with a shrug of his shoulders.

“they're not here for it?” y/n recalls.

“they're just really practical,” beomgyu admits after huffing a long breath, rolling his eyes back to his head. “and they absolutely worship my brother who is studying engineering. i can't compete to that.”

“i'm sure if you talk to them and tell them it's more than just six strings on wood, they'll understand,” y/n suggests with an open mind. the sincerity in their words brings warmth to beomgyu's body.

beomgyu scoffs as he raises his eyebrows in disbelief. “please, you'd have to come with me to make that work out.”

“i would,” y/n doesn't hesitate to reply, which even shocks them. beomgyu has so much potential and it's time for the people in his life to realize it.

beomgyu is temporarily thrown back at the response, his tongue quenching for thirst all of a sudden. he's never had anyone in his life look out for him this much, and have it be y/n of all people? the way his feelings have changed scares him, to say the least. he doesn't look at y/n with amusement anymore or feel snarky enough to come up with a new joke to tease them with. they've become real friends by now.

maybe he wanted to be more.

the boy throws an appreciative smile as he shifts in his seat, reaching over for his guitar case resting on the lower half of his legs. he carefully takes out the instrument and settles it onto his lap, scooting his legs to be in the perfect comfortable position. y/n understands what is going on and shifts over to give beomgyu more space as they watch him prepare for his performance. the way his fingers know exactly what to do, almost carelessly tuning the strings and giving a few chords a test run.

“this was the main event,” beomgyu finally speaks after confirming his guitar is in perfect shape. “any requests?”

y/n hums as hold their gaze on the boy. they feel starstruck just looking at him, it's like the tone changed all of a sudden. what makes the feeling worse is that beomgyu is intently looking back at them just as much, arguably seeking more validation. y/n blinks down at the guitar before meeting beomgyu's eyes once again, which have stayed onto y/n's. they give a shy simper and their words escape from their mouth soon after.

“play me your favorite song.”

and so does beomgyu obediently follow. he strums a few random chords to get the mood straightened out, and once he does, a familiar melody plays out. the song is reminiscent of a fairy folklore, as if one is walking through a field full of daisies in the crisp air that is the spring time. y/n can't help but sway their head along to the song, closing their eyes to soak in beomgyu's beautiful thrumming. beomgyu keeps his attention down to his guitar, bobbing his head along to his own rhythm. before meeting y/n tonight, he was worried he'd be too intimidated to even get a note out. now that he's here, it's as if he's in his own room strumming the night away, just as he always did. that's how comfortable he is around this person.

it's not until the beat of the first verse finishes that y/n finally realizes what song this is. this soothing and brain scratching music can only belong to one artist. this just had to be glue song, because of course beomgyu is a beabadoobee fan, and of course it's their favorite song too. they don't know why they had a certain picture as to what kind of music beomgyu would like, it's not fair to him. that was their old impression of him, and this new one that they've developed thinks that this makes total sense for him. a sentimental guy who comes across as loud and fun, but actually prefers his quality time alone to recharge and step away from the crowd. honestly, it's attractive.

as beomgyu continues on with the song, y/n feels themselves hum along with the chords, which eventually turns into mumbling, then into full on singing. this brings beomgyu to look up from his acoustic to be faced with a vocalist, who still has their eyes closed. it doesn't catch him completely off guard to mess up the rhythm he had going, but now he can't take his eyes off them. suddenly, he knows what he's doing to not keep his stare on his own fingers.

y/n had a beautiful voice. sure, it wasn't american idol status, he can tell this isn't their speciality, but they were not bad at all. their voice is similar to the original singer's, airy, delicate, and soft. he wishes this moment can go on forever, but the song is already coming to an end. y/n would snap back to reality, but still, they just shared a moment. beomgyu played guitar and y/n sang along. forget any other cliche out there, this was enough.

the song fades out until beomgyu completely stops playing. y/n senses that it's finished, so they slowly open their eyes with a refreshing smile. this entire moment practically cleansed their soul. they glance over to beomgyu to see he's looking straight at them, and judging from how comfortable those pair of eyes were, he's been like this for a while. y/n's smile quickly fades as they wonder why he's looking at them this way. soon enough, they understand what just happened. this dummy just sang. how embarrassing.

y/n's stammers out a few nervous laughs as they figure out an excuse, and perhaps an apology, for what just occurred.

“you sing,” beomgyu concludes, his doe-eyed expression remains the same.

y/n responds with a titter and an effortless sway of their hand. their face denies it all, but their words can't. “it's just a hobby. it's not that serious.”

“why didn't you tell me you sing?” beomgyu unfreezes. his eyebrows curl up with sympathy and his tone expresses slight hurt. “that's like, the perfect combination!”

“all actors in theatre are expected to sing,” y/n casually downplays. “soobin and kai are pretty good too.”

“well, you have a great voice,” beomgyu's previously opened mouth is replaced with a grin, his way of being in the moment once again. “i didn't think you'd like the song.”

“i didn't think you'd know the song,” y/n jokes which earns a short peal of laughter from beomgyu. “but it is my favorite.”

“me too,” beomgyu stupidly points to his chest with a huge grin and a bright pair of eyes. his expression appears almost innocent.

the two share a laugh, genuinely enjoying each other's company. it feels different now, but it was definitely a good thing. beomgyu takes this moment to put away his guitar while y/n stares off ahead.

“i really didn't think we'd end up where we are now,” y/n reflects out of the blue.

beomgyu continues to look at their way, then down to their lap. he decides to hold their hand affirmingly, a downwards smile forms on his lips at the thought. “me neither.”

y/n feels the touch and glances at their intertwined hands, but they don't let go. the difference between this moment and their movie 'date' a couple weeks ago is they felt an instance of regret afterwards. there's none of that to be found right now. this felt right, and they can only return the smile genuinely.

“man, that night really embarrassed me,” y/n thinks back to the incident that started it all. “i'm surprised you didn't tell anyone.”

“why would i?” beomgyu questions with deep, serious eyes.

“because we kissed in your closet and i was apparently so bad at it that i bit your lip and you started bleeding,” y/n answers almost like it's obvious.

“…i was so desperate to have some fun after my dad died and turns out i was just a major idiot,” they continue on by adding a nudge to beomgyu's shoulder with the hand they're holding. “that's torture gold right there.”

beomgyu tightens his lips and soon after a slight smile forms. “i considered telling my friends, telling everyone at school, maybe even tweeting about it. but after you came up to me that day crying about how nobody could ever possibly know, i just couldn't. i vowed that i would never make you cry ever again.”

the sudden revelation has y/n's previously scrunched up features soften. in all honesty, they completely forgot they did that. they must have reeked of desperation in beomgyu's eyes. as if the boy could read their mind, he assures one more thing.

“and i kinda liked that we had something just between us,” he smirks with a tilt of his head, resulting in y/n rolling their eyes back.

beomgyu squeezes their intertwined hands with a firm grip, then locking their hands inside his jacket pocket for security and warmth. the gesture brings the two together and the enclosed space between them is suffocatingly filled with tension.

“besides, i only teased you all this time because you were my first kiss and i wanted to hold onto it,” beomgyu's words roll off his tongue a bit slower until his last were barely audible, as he's whispering. “and maybe i started to like you.”

“i started to like you too,” y/n admits faster than they intended. the shyness written on their face leads both of them to share a laugh, closing their eyes at the sweet moment.

there is now a stillness as the two longingly gaze at each other. the shade near their surroundings darkens beomgyu's eyes and the stars in the sky beam a light onto y/n's lips. beomgyu can't help but glance right at them, to which y/n notices and feels those butterflies flap their wings inside their stomach.

they knew what was coming.

“y/n, about your text,” beomgyu starts, but he doesn't finish. it's like he's waiting for y/n to answer it instead.

ah, yes. the accidental 'beomgyu are we gonna kiss' they sent due to their bunches of nerves. at that time they were feeling cowardly and didn't want to ask while on the date, out of fear that they would mess things up. these two have already shared so much, so now y/n felt a sudden wave of boldness strike within them. they wanted this to happen.

“kiss me.”

beomgyu hesitates after hearing this, but it doesn't stop him from moving his head inches closer to y/n's, and neither do they. y/n suggested that they take it slow over texts, was that about to change after this? say that they do kiss, what's to come right after? was the choi beomgyu about to land a partner that he's fallin for? it wouldn't be his first relationship, but it would certainly be the first that he actually cares about.

“are you sure?” is all he can ask, his words coming out breathlessly. y/n can feel a hint of minty air hit their face and the sensation is cool.

“absolutely positive,” y/n confirms with confidence. being in theatre for four years has allowed them to know what they want, and this was certainly it. having it be beomgyu of all people wasn't expected, but maybe they like that. there's already an element of surprise to their relationship. they have a feeling they won't regret this kiss, so it needs to happen now.

“i'll try not to bite you this time…accidentally,” y/n teases, wondering where they got this courage from all of a sudden. beomgyu can't deny that it wasn't attractive, as he can't hide the flush of a smile that just came over him.

with those words, the two lean in one last time to the point where the space between them is unavoidable. if they move any closer, their lips would be in contact. the close proximity of each of their breaths feels warm, something much needed due to how chilly it's gotten tonight. beomgyu sends one final reassurance in his eyes before he tilts his head to the left, cueing y/n to go the opposite direction, courtesy of having many on-stage kisses. the setup was right there. y/n can feel beomgyu tighten his fingers around theirs inside of his pocket and they go into this with ease. they're ready to finally have a good kiss with choi beomgyu.

until an unfamiliar female voice creeps up from behind the bench.

“beomgyu?!”

the two flinch in their spots as they immediately back away, returning to their original sitting positions. y/n doesn't even notice the person has made their way around the bench to stand in front of them. they feel startled, unprepared, as this is not what they were hoping it would result to. once they land back to reality, they're faced with this mysterious person.

isa?

“hey, i thought it was you!” isa exclaims while clasping her hands together. “i was just in the area when i saw you two and thought i would stop by and say hi.”

lee chaeyoung, commonly known as isa due to how many girls in their grade had the exact same name. she's cool enough to establish her own persona. the girl she was once partnered with in sophomore year, who was actually a decent student to work with (after y/n has worked with too many idiots in the past). the same girl that gave their number to beomgyu, perhaps she was to be thanked for starting this all. the best for last, the girl beomgyu has been in an on and off again relationship with. how wonderful.

isa wasn't necessarily mean, definitely not the kind of high school girl you see in media and film. she had a pretty smile that caused her eyes to crease up in an endearing manner. her lips were plump and nourished, everyone wanted to kiss her. her voice was soothing and sweet, both her talking and singing voice as she often took lead in the school's choir. even her fashion sense was always on point. tonight she's rocking a cream cropped cardigan sweater with a black miniskirt and pointed booties.

y/n started to feel insecure at her sight. clearly, she's gorgeous. how could beomgyu let her go? maybe beomgyu was even ashamed to be seen with a theatre geek like them right now. y/n still feels a grip around their fingers, so they know beomgyu is still holding their hand. okay, so maybe not ashamed. y/n shutters their eyelashes to join in on the conversation. they assume that they've missed some dialogue already.

“you know, i've been trying to talk to you,” isa points out slightly defeated, rocking her heals back and forth. her eye contact settles on beomgyu the entire time.

“yeah sorry,” an uncomfortable beomgyu lets out an apologetic chuckle, perhaps even some awkwardness was present. “i've been a little busy with the production and stuff.”

“even before the production?” her pitch is raised higher and isa squints her eyes in doubt. a smirk accompanies along with deciding to put her own hands in her pockets.

great, she still liked him.

beomgyu doesn't respond which leads to a beat of unbearable silence. y/n can tell he doesn't want to sit through this, they can feel his body tense up and the avoidance of meeting isa's eyes. even they can't come up with an excuse to be left alone, and they certainly hope isa wasn't there for their almost kiss two minutes ago.

as if she was able to read their minds, she speaks once more.

“well then, i'll leave you both to it,” isa smacks her lips together with a tight smile. she gestures with a free hand, pointing to each of them, “i assume this is about the production.”

boy was she wrong. still, beomgyu and y/n return a curt nod and isa begins to walk away, saying her goodbyes. she stops in her path to glance at y/n, the first time they haven't felt ignored throughout this interaction.

“oh, and it was nice seeing you again, y/n.”

just like that, the girl is out from view and the two are left in silence. y/n suddenly feels chillier and looks down to see beomgyu has stopped holding their hand. they don't know how long it's been that way.

“the moment was ruined, wasn't it?” y/n is almost afraid to ask, but the dread in their voice knows the answer already.

“yeah,” beomgyu blankly stares ahead until he looks to y/n with a forced smile.

they remain this way for a while, just gazing at each other for no reason. no intent to continue what they started. instead, they unanimously get up from the bench, feeling some resurgence in their legs after sitting there for so long. beomgyu picks up his guitar as y/n picks up any loose trash they might have left.

they walk side by side all the way to the parking lot, where beomgyu walks y/n to their car first. they each share comments about how much fun they had tonight, besides the last interruption. beomgyu leaves y/n to it, watching them buckle up inside their car, and eventually, watching them drive away.

…

with many thoughts rushing inside their mind, and slight dissatisfaction, y/n walks up to their front door. amongst all things to ponder about, they were most concerned with what they were going to tell their friends. granted, they did emphasize that they might kiss beomgyu, surely they were all anticipating a story time. how were they going to break the news that they never did? the reason being that his ex showed up of all people. y/n was still iffy about that incident, they felt like isa had hidden plans. as much as they hate to doubt her, they can't forget about what eliana once said about isa. sometimes the girl's infatuation with beomgyu influences her actions.

another forbidden thought was just how they were ever going to open up about what really happened between them and beomgyu those years ago. y/n has never told anyone what happened that night, and neither has beomgyu. would they be breaking some kind of bond of trust if they confessed to their friends? soobin has already been onto y/n for a few days, they don't know how much longer they could keep this secret.

most of all, how was y/n supposed to tell their friends that they like beomgyu?

almost dreading what's waiting for them on their phone, y/n places a hand on the doorknob as they search for their keys, ready to jiggle the lock and rest for the night. they are nearly successful — until they hear a car pull up on their driveway. did it just park?

y/n whips their head back, wondering if they should pull out their pepper spray. they've seen too many horror movies to not have this scenario cross their mind. there was no need for that because sure enough, it was beomgyu himself.

the boy makes his way up the steps until he is face to face with y/n. they try to read his expression, but they are too flabbergasted to even think straight. did he never go home? did he follow them to their house? this was either going to end well or go terribly wrong.

“beom-”

“you forgot this,” beomgyu pulls out a threaded object from his pocket. “you must've dropped it when we left.”

y/n's eyes trail onto his movement as he sticks his palm out, and they focus on the item in question. a bracelet that kai made for them in arts class a couple semesters ago. their favorite colors mixed together with the beads reading 'y/n >3<'. they've never taken it off and they feel fond of the memory being that soobin was pouty that he never received one. they almost consider giving it to him since the strings have gone loose. clearly to the point where it came off them.

“you couldn't give it to me tomorrow?” y/n can't help but ask the first question they can think of. it is valid though, why would he want to drive half an hour only to give back a bracelet?

beomgyu stares at the amusement on y/n's face as his eyes follow down to their lips once again, this time unbeknownst to y/n. it's not until he comes straight forward, practically trapping y/n against the door. one arm is on the doorframe while the other softly places onto y/n's chin, his thumb helping the eye contact. the scene compares to the very first day of theatre class backstage. only this time, y/n isn't repulsed by his boldness. in fact, they feel their legs give out at any moment.

“well, i was hoping we could finish what we started,” beomgyu admits in a low voice. the hand on y/n's chin moves down to stroke their arm until his fingertips reach for y/n's to hold.

y/n knows where this is going and the fact that this moment cannot be interrupted makes them crave for it even more.

“for the show,” y/n stammers out under their breath, referring to the practice they needed for their soon to be on stage kiss.

“for the show,” beomgyu repeats as he leans in a couple inches. he can almost feel y/n's eyelashes fluttering against his. “cherry?”

y/n gulps down some needed air after hearing the safe word and nods slowly, then moving down to beomgyu's lips. here it goes.

“cherry.”

as soon as those words escape, beomgyu doesn't hesitate to make the first move. he's wanted a second chance at this for so long and it couldn't be more perfect. his lips brush against y/n's before they clash with confidence, finding a rhythm in their movement the longer the kiss went on. beomgyu's hand on the door wriggles down to find y/n's waist for more security, and that's the signal that things were about to move forward.

y/n takes the chance to bring their previously useless hands onto beomgyu's hair, using their fingers to tug some strands with each kiss. once they begin doing so, it leads beomgyu's tongue to ask for an entrance, to which y/n graciously accepts. throughout this entire makeout session, it dawns on them how they managed to mess this up the first time. were they that big of a dork that they couldn't land a simple kiss right? did beomgyu still think of them as lame because of that?

surely not, the boy can't help but sigh deeply with each contact and the deeper y/n digs through his scalp. not to mention, they taste just right. it's like their mouths were made for each other, it was going much more smoothly. beomgyu continues to hold his hands firm on y/n's hips, perhaps even stronger. y/n hums at the touch and the vibrations it sends through beomgyu's mouth leads him to smile in between the kiss, and y/n can't help but return the favor. it's at this moment they both realize the same things.

they were literally making out right now.

this was certainly not just for the show.

and this definitely ended well.

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girlneosworld · 9 months

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PAPAI.

aqui eu coloco toda a minha vontade de ter o tae como maridinho e futuro pai de menina.

tw: altas doses de fofura e Lee Taeyong como um grande paizão.

No exato momento em que o sol deixava o céu e dava espaço para as nuvens alaranjadas e roxas darem a cor que refletia na janela do cômodo, foi o momento em que você tirava o excesso de tinta do pincel no pote d'água apoiado na mesa ao seu lado. Voltou sua atenção novamente para o quadro a sua frente, o lábio entre os dentes enquanto analisava seu mais recente poço de dedicação, uma vez que não saía mais trabalhar todos os dias.

Ouviu um pigarro e olhou na direção que o som vinha, dando um sorriso assim que viu Taeyong parado na batente da porta, um semblante cansado após um dia árduo de trabalho que logo foi substituído por uma expressão de carinho. Esperou que ele viesse até você e se inclinasse para deixar em selar singelo em sua testa. Ele tombou a cabeça para o lado.

— Está tendo sucesso no seu quadro? — O Lee perguntou observando sua pintura. Você deu de ombros, o mindinho afastando uma mecha de cabelo da frente do seu rosto.

— Hm, acho que sim. Mas ainda está pela metade. — Respondeu simplesmente enquanto tentava pegar outra aquarela, tendo um pouco de dificuldade pelo peso que vinha de seu abdômen. — Pretendo terminá-lo antes que sua filha nasça.

O homem riu e olhou diretamente para sua barriga enorme. Estava com 39 semanas exatas de gestação e mal podia aguentar o peso que carregava, mas o que te confortava era saber que a qualquer momento a neném de vocês viria ao mundo. Taeyong ficava completamente encantado, se já te achava linda antes, agora, grávida da filha dele, não conseguia simplesmente achar adjetivos que definissem como estava maravilhosa. E cenas como essa, você com um dos seus marcacões de moletom que começou a usar na gravidez, o rosto sujo de tinta e a luz da tarde ilumindo seu rosto, só contribuiam para que ele se apaixonasse por você outra vez, várias e várias vezes.

— E como está minha garotinha? — Se agachou a sua frente e deixou a mão descansar sobre sua barriga, um toque terno enquanto tentava sentir algum movimento vindo lá de dentro. O olhar do Lee era sempre tão carinhoso em sua direção que te deixava boba.

— Dando bastante trabalho. — Se apoiou no encosto da cadeira estofada, a voz com um pingo de cansaço — Está mais pesada do que nunca, não para de se mexer e está deixando minhas costas doloridas.

Ouviu o que pareceu ser uma risada soprada e arqueou uma das sobrancelhas.

— Você deveria ir descansar, seus pés estão parecendo pãezinhos de tão inchados. — Brincou lhe causando um riso nasal enquanto começava a organizar as coisas para fazer o que ele disse. — Deixe isso ai, eu arrumo. Vá tomar banho.

— Sempre tão prestativo, por isso engravidei de você. — Sorriu antes de deixar um beijinho nos lábios dele, se levantando com uma mão na base da coluna e a outra no topo da barriga. Taeyong logo te ajudou a ir até o corredor. — Sei andar sozinha, Tae. — Disse brincalhona.

— Claro que sabe, amor. Mas tenho medo que seus pés explodam se colocar muito peso neles. — Assim que chegaram na porta do banheiro de vocês, ele abriu a porta e sorriu — Não demore, eu já venho.

— Ok.

•••

Assistiu Taeyong abrir a porta do guarda-roupa e mexer em algumas coisas lá dentro. Estava deitada na grande cama de casal com dois travesseiros abaixo de sua cabeça. Sentiu vontade de rir quando percebeu que mesmo assim ainda não conseguia enxergar seus pés e nem nada que estivesse abaixo da sua virilha. Viu seu namorado voltar para perto de você com um vidro de creme em mãos e se sentar ao seu lado.

— Tenho que passar creme nessa barriguinha. — Ele disse enquanto abria seu roupão de banho. — Hoje é dia de conversar com essa pequenina aqui.

— Mas você fala com ela todos os dias. — Riu junto com ele, que deu de ombros concordando. Taeyong despejou um pouco do creme em suas mãos e começou a espalhar por toda circunferência de sua barriga. — Quem sabe ela fica quietinha se você conversar com ela.

— Ah, eu queria que ela mexesse. — Um bico se formou nos lábios do homem e você não pode evitar de achá-lo adorável. O Lee continuou passando as mãos pela pele dura e esticada quando aproximou o rosto e para sentir o perfume do creme.

— Porque não é em você que ela dança, 'né?!

— Minha linda, ela está apenas imitando o pai dela. Aposto que vai ser uma grande dançarina quando crescer. Não é, neném?

Você revirou os olhos.

— Filha, conta pro papai — Ele começou dizendo — Você vai parecer mais comigo ou com a mamãe quando estiver maior? Tomara que se pareça comigo.

— E por que ela não pode se parecer comigo? — Indagou rindo.

— Está doida? Imagina se ela fica bonita como você, com esse cabelo e esse rostinho? Vou passar por muita dor de cabeça. — Explicou gesticulando com as mãos antes de voltar a falar com sua barriga — Se bem que ela vai ser tão linda se vier igualzinha a você, vão ser as mulheres da minha vida.

— Eu queria que ela tivesse os seus olhos. — Você diz colocando uma das mãos ao lado da dele. — Filha, você vai vir igual ao papai, ou igual a mamãe?

Vocês dois ficaram uns segundos em silêncio, esperando alguma resposta da garotinha dentro de você. E então, como se ela realmente entendesse alguma coisa, ela chutou sua mão. Taeyong abriu um sorriso de orelha a orelha.

— Ah, eu vou sofrer pelo resto da minha vida — Choramingou fazendo drama — Em compensação, você vai ser a menina mais linda e perfeita desse mundo. — Ele deixou um beijinho sobre sua mão, já que era, aparentemente, onde a bebê estava.

Ele pegou mais um pouco de creme para espalhar em você antes de voltar a dizer:

— Mas sabe, filha, você já está ai a muito tempo, 'né? Acho que já está na hora de sair do forninho. — Voltou a passar as mãos na barriga — Sua mãe já está ficando cansada e com dor, acho que você já está grande demais para continuar na barriga da mamãe. E ficando sem espaço para dançar ai dentro. E o papai não vê a hora de ver o rostinho da minha princesinha, de pegar você no colo e sentir o seu cheirinho também. Você precisar sair daí logo para dançar com o papai aqui, e não dentro da sua mãe.

Enquanto ouvia tudo que ele dizia atentamente, você nem percebeu quando seus olhos ficaram aguados. Um sorriso espontâneo decorava o seu rosto com todo aquele amor que Taeyong transmitia e com o carinho que já tinha mesmo antes da bebê nascer. Quando descobriu sua gravidez, a nove meses atrás, não tinha dúvidas de que Lee Taeyong adoraria a notícia, e olhando para a cena que presenciava agora, não conseguia ter mais certeza disso.

— Meu amor, você está chorando? — Foi tirada de seus pensamentos com a voz macia de seu homem. Então notou que as lágrimas já estavam rolando pelas suas bochechas inchadas.

— Argh, são essas drogas desses hormônios. — Resmungou passando a mão pelo rosto. — Estou bem.

Taeyong fechou o vidro que estava sobre o cama e o deixou no móvel ao lado de vocês. O Lee se ajeitou deitando sobre seu busto, tomando cuidado para não deixar o peso em seus seios sensíveis e lotados de leite materno. Ele tornou a colocar as mãos em sua barriga enquanto falava com a voz mais baixa, você fazendo carinho nos cabelos rosa dele.

— Eu fico pensando, em qual o momento isso aconteceu. As vezes eu não sei como isso pode acontecer de uma para outra.

— Você quer mesmo que eu te diga como isso aconteceu? — Ele podia apostar que você estava com as sobrancelhas arqueadas agora e riu com esse pensamento.

— Claro que eu sei como você engravidou. Aliás, fui em quem colocou nossa neném em você. — Revirou os olhos quando ele riu outra vez. — Quero dizer que não sei como as coisas podem ser assim. A um ano atrás nós nem morávamos juntos ainda. As vezes, quando eu estou na sala de prática com o restante dos garotos, eu fico me perguntando: será que eu serei um bom pai?

— Tae, sinceramente, eu nem sei como você chega nesse questionamento. Você já tem um instinto de cuidar e zelar pelos outros, seja comigo, com os meninos do grupo ou com qualquer pessoa que você tenha o mínimo de carinho. Não consigo imaginar como seria diferente com nossa filha. Tenho certeza absoluta que você será o melhor pai do mundo para ela, vai amá-la incondicionalmente e fazer com que ela sinta orgulho de ser sua filha todos os dias.

— Eu te amo — ouviu ele dizer com a voz embargada enquanto se levantava para te beijar carinhosamente, as mãos agora em rosto. Assim que descolou os lábios do seus, ele ficou com o rosto ainda próximo, os narizes se tocando e olhos fechados. — Ah, e falando nos meninos, acabei de lembrar de uma coisa.

— O quê?

— Eles pediram para você ir até lá vê-los qualquer dia desses. Estão com saudades de você e querem te ver grávida antes que ela nasça. Palavras deles.

— Posso ir lá amanhã, se não tiver algum problema.

— Claro, problema nenhum. — Te beijou outra vez antes de você o empurrar repentinamente. — Yah, o que foi?

— Preciso fazer xixi. — Você foi até o banheiro o mais rápido que sua barriga permitia antes que fizesse tudo nas calças, deixando um Taeyong rindo na cama.

•••

Passaram pela porta da sala de prática da SMTOWN e logo uma explosão de comprimentos recebeu vocês. Taeyong estava segurando suas bolsas nas mãos, já que segundo ele, era melhor estar sempre prevenido e nunca se sabe quando você pode começar a entrar em trabalho de parto. Você estava vestindo um dos vestidos longos de alcinha e tecido leve que tinha ganhado ao longo da gravidez e estava com os cabelos soltos ao redor do rosto. Ouviu uma série de elogios do pai de sua filha antes de saírem de casa.

— Até que enfim você veio nos visitar. — Doyoung se aproximou de você e te deu um abraço. — A gente queria mesmo te ver antes da minha afilhada nascer.

— Yah, parece que você engoliu uma melancia — Ouviu Donghyuck dizer e semicerrou os olhos na direção dele enquanto abraçava o outro.

— Muito engraçado, Haechan. — Ironizou para ele.

Terminou de cumprimentar o restante dos meninos e agradeceu aos elogios de todos eles. Mesmo que tenha tido a oportunidade de conhecer os 23 garotos do grupo, com certeza tinha mais afinidade com os membros do Nct 127. Talvez por ser a unit que seu namorado fazia parte, não sabia ao certo, mas os considerava seus amigos também. Nunca se esquecia de como foi quando eles ficaram sabendo da gravidez, até hoje eles discutiam sobre quem seria o padrinho da bebê. Como estavam fazendo agora.

— Pare de chamá-la de afilhada, já sabemos que sou em quem vou ser o padrinho dela — Ouviu Taeil dizer em frente ao espelho da sala, o que causou um alvoroço com o restante dos membros — Sou o mais velho, tenho mais autonomia para cuidar de uma criança.

— Como assim? EU vou ser o padrinho dela, desencana disso ai — Foi a vez de Jaehyun dizer — Eu quem apresentou os dois, portanto, nada disso aconteceria se não fosse por mim.

— Mas eu sou o melhor amigo do pai. — Doyoung retrucou.

— E eu o melhor amigo da mãe. — Yuta cruzou os braços.

— Essa é claramente uma função para mim, quem vai conversar em inglês com essa criança? — Mark pergunta.

— Eu vou! — Johnny e Jaehyun dizem ao mesmo tempo.

— Mas eu fiquei sabendo da gravidez primeiro. — Jungwoo argumentou.

— Ah, parem com isso, ela nem saiu de dentro de mim ainda. — Você interrompeu a discussão, colocou a mão na coluna e fez uma careta. — Preciso sentar em algum lugar antes que a sobrinha de vocês me mate de escoliose.

— Vem cá, amor, senta aqui. — Taeyong te guiou até um dos sofás que havia ali, te colocando sentada confortável. Você soltou um suspiro de alívio quando encostou as costas no assento, mesmo que o desconforto não tenha passado.

— Você já sentou, como podemos notar — Haechan disse fazendo todos na sala rirem e você lhe lançar um gesto nada amigável com a mão. — Nossa, mas 'pra que isso.

O ignorando, você começou a acariciar sua barriga enquanto eles se distraiam com algum assunto que não prestou atenção em qual era, sentindo um incômodo no começo do abdômen. Antes que pudesse se questionar o que estava acontecendo, viu o Nakamoto se sentando ao seu lado.

— Como está? — Ele falou mais baixo, apoiando o rosto na mão. — Ansiosa com a chegada dela?

— Muito, na verdade. — Admitiu. Como ele mesmo já tinha dito anteriormente, Yuta realmente era seu melhor amigo entre todos. Mesmo que tivesse sido Jungwoo a ficar sabendo da gravidez antes de todos, foi o japonês quem te deu coragem a contar para o pai da criança. — Não vejo a hora dela sair daqui de dentro. Mesmo que eu ache que vou sentir falta da gravidez.

— Mas nada vai se comparar a conhecer finalmente a nova integrante da neo city. — Ele sorriu. — Estou muito feliz por você e pelo Taeyong. Certeza que vão ser pais incríveis para ela.

— Obrigada, Nayu. — Sorriu também, mas logo seu rosto foi tomado por uma expressão de dor. — Ah, merda.

— Hm? O que foi? — Yuta perguntou vendo você começar a ofegar.

Sentiu uma pontada de dor se alastrar desde seu ventre até suas costas, uma dor muito mais insuportável do que as que estava acostumada. Sentiu algumas cólicas durante a madrugada mas preferiu ignorar e não perturbar Taeyong com isso, mesmo que ele não se importasse nenhum pouco em te amparar durante a noite. Mas agora estava ficando impossível aguentar, ao ponto de você contorcer todos os músculos do seu corpo com a dor.

— Linda? O que foi? Está passando mal? — Taeyong correu até você quando ouviu seu gemido de dor, vendo que estava apertando os olhos e o estofado do sofá entre os dedos. Ele pegou sua mão a sentindo gelada, os meninos começando a olharem preocupados para você. — Amor, fala comigo.

— Lee Taeyong a sua filha está me dando muito trabalho. — Você gemeu outra vez, a dor ficando mais forte.

— Ok, fica calmo. — Ele sussurrou para si mesmo, um pouco perdido nos acontecimentos. O que ele tinha que fazer mesmo?

— Fica calmo o caralho. Eu te amo muito mas quero te esganar agora mesmo por ter me engravidado. — Colocou ambas as mãos na barriga enquanto os outros, menos Taeyong, riram pelo o que você tinha dito.

Até que, no meio de vários xingamentos e gemidos altos de dor, você sentiu algo escorrer entre suas pernas e molharem o sofá da sala de prática. No mesmo momento, direcionou seu olhar para Taeyong, que arregalou os olhos quando o líquido começou a pingar no chão.

— A bolsa estorou. — Você murmurou ainda estática.

— AH, MEU DEUS! A bolsa estorou! — Taeyong gritou exasperado e em pânico.

— Ah, meu Deus, o meu sofá!

#girlneosworld #nct #nct127 taeyong #taeyong #imagine

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suzakisbbygirl · 9 months

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Comfort

Pairing: Lee Taeyong x fem!reader

Genre: comfort, fluff, very short drabble

Not proof read, just a short idea that I had, and wanted to share lol

Wc: 529

Hope y’all enjoy ~ ember

Today is a rare day for you and your boyfriend, Taeyong. The two of you both have the day off, so naturally you wanted to spend it together. It’s still rather early in the morning, and you and Taeyong are in the kitchen finishing up the breakfast that the two of you prepared together.

“Baby, do you think I’m a good boyfriend?” Your boba eyed boyfriend asked out of the blue.

“Tae of course I do! What makes you think I wouldn’t think that?” Surprise taking over your voice as you are shocked from the sudden question.

“I don't know, I was just thinking, you know about other relationships, and how other guys are able to spend more time with their girlfriends, and don't have to leave for long periods of time like I do.” He replies, voice slowly becoming quieter.

Without another word, you stopped what you were doing, and walked to your boyfriend, wrapping your arms around him from behind, slightly startling him.

“I wouldn’t want to be with anyone but you, Tae. I know you can’t be there the way you want to, but I also know that your job is something that you love. I would never want you to give that up. I love you for you Tae, nothing will change that. We’ve made it this long being in a relationship, we can make it longer. But you are the greatest thing that’s ever happened to me, even if you can’t be there the way you want to. I wouldn’t trade any of it for the world.”

Your gentle voice is the most beautiful song to his ears. Unable to speak from your sudden affirmation, he turns to face you. Tears threatening to spill out of his eyes, he looks at you and pulls you into the tightest hug. Gentle sniffles come from him, as he holds you as close to him as he can.

That’s when he realized just how much he needs you in his life. He lives a rather chaotic life, and sometimes he can get carried away with chasing his dreams. Though he always manages to make those dreams come true, none of them are more genuine to him than his dreams of being with you. You keep him grounded. You keep his mind at ease. You remind him that no matter where he goes in his crazy life, he always has his home to return to. He always has you to return to.

“I love you so much, y/n. Please never forget that.” He says between sniffles.

“I love you too yongie, I’m not going anywhere, you’re stuck with me.” You reply with a small chuckle. “Now, should we get ready for the rest of the day?”

“Can I just hold you for a little longer?” He asks quietly, earning a hum of approval from you.

For another few minutes, the two of you stand in the kitchen, enjoying each other's embrace, simply taking in the moment. A sense of peace envelopes both of you, knowing that both of your hearts have found their forever homes. Knowing that the two of you have each other no matter what.

#nct 127 #nct imagines #nctzen #nct x reader #nct scenarios #nct #nct taeyong #nct thoughts #taeyong #lee taeyong #taeyong fluff #taeyong fanfic #taeyong x reader #taeyong x y/n #taeyong comfort #bubu #embers chaos #escape reality

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kithtaehyung · 5 months

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I have this question for all the 3tan boys ; what do y'all do for work?

We have know idea about what vmin does and shiv too We know bro work in corporate but what's his field 😏

And really wanna know what yoongi has been doing before he join the studio 🫣 I mean he got that nice apartment and all so I'm sure he had bills to pay and his music career seem to be just starting now so…..what did he do all these years

Bro: How do y'all know? Shiv (scoffs): Like you don't talk about your shit all the time. Taehyung (hums): Jimin (laughs, points): He's always the first one to say it. Bro: Hey, I worked my ass off! Give me this. Jimin: I'd say mine, but.. Taehyung (hand in palm): No spoilers. Jimin: Yeah, yeah. I don't think Yoongi and I can say. Yoongi (hums): Mine's coming up, too. Bro: Tae, you're still working at that boba shop, yeah? Taehyung (nods): That and studying still. Jimin (grinning, side-eyeing): And Shiv works in tech. Shiv (face in palm): Ugh, I didn't wanna say it. Jimin: Why not? You make bank! Bro: Yeah, dude. You make more than me and do a lot less. Fucker. Shiv: First of all. (ignoring the laughs) I do a lot more than you think. Yoongi: Yeah? Says who? Shiv (pauses): Shiv: It's a lot of hours- Everyone (laughs): Bro (points thumb): He's got it made but just doesn't wanna say it. Shiv (sighs): Shiv (shrugs): Pretty much.

3tan ask/tell requests: open!

#stop i love them all sm #great question!#3tanasktell #3tanasktell3 #3tanasktell3bros #3tanasktell3jimin #3tanasktell3tae #3tanasktell3shiv #*ryenfictalk #3tanextras

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princesslachimolala · 6 months

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The 8th Member of Bangtan 💜

•••

Chapter 6 - Happy Halloween!🎃👻🔮

Synopsis: you (yn 🦊) are the 8th member of Bangtan and get to enjoy making music and filming fun side projects for army with your members

Pairings: platonic! ot7 x gn! reader

Warnings: brief mildly suggestive humour, brief dark(ish) humour, mention of knives (used in the kitchen), mention of horror movies

A/n: basically an imagine of how I think spending a Halloween as a member of Bangtan would go (even though I know Halloween is not traditionally celebrated in Korea), very dialogue heavy but it’s fun, reader is gender neutral so I apologise if the honorific’s are confusing

Enjoy!✨

•••

“Okay this is ridiculous… it’s Halloween today and we have no plans” you said.

You and the boys were sitting at the dorm dining table having a late breakfast and since it was a day off for you all, you were deliberating your plans for the day.

“I might be busy…” jimin said stuffing his face with food.

“With what?” Tae asked confused.

“I might be meeting Taemin hyung” Jimin answered with a shrug as if it was the most obvious answer in the world.

“And I might just spend the day at the gym. Namjoon hyung said we would go together on our next day off…” Jungkook added.

“Well, that’s a bummer” you pouted, “what about you, oppas/hyungs?”

You turned to Jin, Yoongi, Hobi and Tae with expectant eyes.

“I’m going into the studio today” Yoongi answered.

“Me too” Hobi said.

“On our day off??” you implored, “what about having fun??”

“Making music is fun dongsaengie” Yoongi countered, earning a huff of acceptance.

“I’ll hang out with you baby petal” Jin said, bowing towards you in exaggeration, like a knight serving a member of royalty.

“Count me in” Tae said copying his actions.

“Yay! Thank you guys” you kicked your feet under the table in happiness.

“So what did you have planned?”

“I bought fresh pumpkins to carve and lots of snacks for a movie night!”

“That sounds fun” Tae said with the Tata mic smile on his face.

“We could do a live for army!” you suggested excitedly, “oh! And we could put our old Halloween costumes on! They would love that!”

You were now vibrating in your seat from excitement. And if you had bothered to look up from your breakfast and around the table, you’d notice the boys faces looking a little more forlorn with frowns that they were previously.

“Well, I guess I could reschedule with Taemin hyung…” Jimin said.

“It’s okay Jiminie I know he must be looking forward to seeing you” you said with an understanding smile.

“But- but I want to carve pumpkins too” Jimin said with a slight pout.

“Well I did buy 8 pumpkins…”

“We’ll stay and join in too dongsaengie…” namjoon offered, “right kook?”

“What?” Jungkook looked up at the table with a mouthful of rice and meat, looking confused clearly having been more focused on his breakfast than the conversation.

Everyone chuckled at him and how fast his expression changed from angry eating to wide boba eyes.

“We can workout another time so we can stay and carve pumpkins with everyone?” Namjoon asked again.

“Oh… yeah that’s fine I can just do weightlifting with that big pumpkin and do some lunges in between”

“I guess you want Hobah and I to join too yn-ie?”

“It’s okay oppa/hyung you should work on your music I know you’re stressed about it”

Yoongi looked torn while Hobi shook his head.

“We’d rather spend a Halloween together, right hyung?” he said to which Yoongi agreed.

“Then it’s settled!” Namjoon said standing, “let’s clear the table and get started on the day!”

“What leader says goes!!” Jimin said enthusiastically following his instructions.

“Calm down minie this is a democracy” Jin said laughing.

“Yes but joonie is the president” you said to your oppa/hyung.

“That’s right baby petal” namjoon said sending you a wink.

“Gross…” Jin chided.

“Seokjin-ah!!” you feigned shock.

“Yes sweet pea?” he looked at you innocently, masking a smirk.

“Did you just scoff at the nickname you made up and then change it…”

“Well it is spooky season pretty pumpkin, anything can happen” he shrugged.

“That’s enough nicknames I feel sick…” Yoongi got up to clear the plates away.

•••

“Now we can finally use those kitchen knives I bought and never got around to using” Jin said proudly.

“Ah no Jinnie they’re too dangerous… I bought pumpkin carving sets that are safer” you said rummaging in your cupboards to find them.

You then presented the carving sets to them, but you were missing 4 having originally bought 8.

“These are for kids noona/hyung” Jungkook picked up a pack to inspect, dubious expression on his face at the blunt, rounded tools and childlike design.

“Safety comes first kook” you said, “but I can only find half of what I bought”

Then the conversation descended into its usual chaos, delaying starting your activity.

“We’re all gonna have to share and it’ll take ages then”

“Fine, maknaes take the carvers and hyungs take the knives…”

“There’s no way Joon hyung can safely handle a kitchen knife”

“Joon gets a safety carver then…”

“That means we’re gonna have to sacrifice a maknae”

“Could that have sounded any darker kook?”

“Baby petal and Jiminie get dibs on the safety carvers, their hands are too cute and delicate” Hobi giggled.

“I thought it was changed to pretty pumpkin?”

“I like sweet pea better”

“Kookie has to get the safety carver too he’s the youngest”

“But that means Tae Tae has to use a knife! And he can’t use one to cook either, nevermind carve something”

“Seeing Hobi and Yoongi handle knives makes me nervous oppa/hyung”

“My god…” Jin exhaled in exasperation, pinching the bridge of his nose, “… baby petal are you sure there aren’t more carving sets in a bag somewhere?”

You thought for a moment.

“Oh actually…” you toddled over to a discarded cardboard box and low and behold “ah yay tada! Here they are!”

“Okay now time to decide who gets which pumpkin”

That statement once again made Jin and Namjoon physically and mentally facepalm, ready for more antics.

“I want the biggest one!”

“I want one with the least imperfections on it”

“I want the one with the most character”

“Let yn hand the pumpkins out since they bought them” Jin suggested, knowing that you’d make the process go more fairly and quickly than a squabble between the group.

In the end you gave Jungkook the big one as he asked (little did he know it would be much harder to carve), Hobi the one with the least scuffs and Tae the one with the most knobbly bits and lumps as they had requested.

Jimin got the smallest one and pouted but was happy once you reasoned that the smallest and cutest member of Bangtan had to get the smallest and cutest pumpkin.

The rest of the boys and yourself settled for nice plump, orange pumpkins and with 8 safety carvers in hand, set out to work.

“What are you doing Tae put the pumpkin guts into the bowl!”

“I am, hyung!”

“Then why is half your pumpkin seeds on the floor”

“Oh can we keep the seeds and grow pumpkin trees?!”

“Pumpkins don’t grow on trees Kook…”

“Oh… I knew that…”

“These carvers are rubbish! Mine won’t even go though the pumpkin!”

“Yah! I bought those to keep your fingers safe!”

“I know noona/hyung but how can I carve properly?!”

“It’s not the carvers fault, it’s your thick pumpkin!”

“Yah! My pumpkin might be thick but she’s pretty!”

“Your pumpkin is a she?”

“Of course she is, look at her”

“Mines a he, look at him he’s so handsome…”

“You’ve given him a curly moustache Tae?”

“Handsome gentleman can have facial hair…”

“I don’t know what design to do”

“I’m putting bats on mine”

“The best one should get a prize”

“I didn’t know this was a competition?!”

“Well it is now…”

“What’s the prize then?”

“Winner gets a whole serving of fried chicken to themselves!”

“Well I guess it’s decided what we’re ordering for dinner then”

“You’re on!”

“That chicken is mine losers”

“If I win I’ll share with you oppa/hyung”

“That’s so sweet baby petal but don’t butter your opponent up mid competition it’s distracting” Jin chided making you frown.

•••

After lots of chatter, elbow grease and a whole lot of mess, your pumpkin carving session was complete.

You ended up with a pretty design of bats flying against a starry moon-filled sky.

Most of the boys went with traditional Jack-o-lantern faces (some more haphazardly cut than others) while Jungkook went with an intricate Iron Man design (he looked up TikToks on how to carve fancy art designs into a pumpkin in a good effort to win the competition).

“Wow kook that’s amazing!”

“The golden maknae wins again…”

“But I like yn-ie’s too, it’s got more of a halloween flare” Hobi commented.

“Hmm it’s tricky to decide the best one”

“I think we both win noona/hyung” Jungkook said wrapping his arm round your shoulder admiring your pumpkins like a proud dad.

“We share the prize then?”

“Yeah let’s share” he agreed.

“Awwww look at our maknaes getting along… so sweet” everyone began cooing at the two of you.

“Yah! It’s not that sweet!” Jungkook complained lurching away from you suddenly, making you topple over.

“Yah! Jeon Jungkook! For that I’m getting the last piece of chicken…” you chided him.

“Should we go live for army now?” Jimin suggested.

“We need costumes first!” you sprung up recovered from your fall.

“Couldn’t have been that bad of a fall…” Jungkook mumbled under his breath, huffing.

“And once we have costumes… we do what exactly?”

“Chat to army? Say happy Halloween?”

“We haven’t done a full member live in so long…”

“Do we have any costumes in the dorm?”

“Tae can be Snow White again!”

“I will not be Snow White again!”

“Aw but you were so pretty Tae…”

“I found devil horns, cat ears and angel wings” Yoongi announced walking back into the room.

“Why do you have all that in your room… in fact… don’t answer that…” Jin concluded.

“I have a Spider-Man costume!” Jungkook yelled and sped away to his room to retrieve it.

“Yah okay, Jiminie’s an angel, I’m a devil, kook is Spider-Man and Yoongi is a cat” Jin counted.

“Joonie?”

“I’ll be Harry Potter I have a cloak and some glasses and I’ll draw on the head scar”

“Tae?”

“Tae look I’ve found dog ears too have these…” Yoongi handed them over.

“Let me draw your on noses and whiskers please” you pleaded to the two men.

“Just you then baby petal…”

You hesitated because everyone looked so put together in their spur of the moment costumes. You wracked your brain for any idea whatsoever.

“I know!” you proclaimed and rushed away to your room leaving the boys confused.

You didn’t have to do much for your outfit… you shoved on a permission to dance merchandise sweatshirt, a chimmy plushie headband and an army bomb light stick.

“Tada!” you said for the second time tonight reappearing back out into the livingroom.

“What are you meant to be?” Jimin asked chuckling.

“I’m an army!”

That sent them into a fit of laughter making you pout, though they reassured you they weren’t laughing at your idea or attempt at a costume just that it was “cute”.

You started the live as a group of an angel, a devil, a cat, a dog, a Spider-Man, a Harry Potter and a bts army fan and watched the chat overrun with comments as you greeted army.

“Is yn a Jimin bias?” Jungkook read aloud one army’s question.

“Of course they are” Jimin said smiling proudly and laughing.

“They’re sitting on an RJ pillow too so they must be a Jin bias wrecker” Hobi giggled.

“Ah no I’m ot8 obviously guys!” you joked.

“Can jungkook swing from buildings now?” Tae read out another army comment, in reference to his Spider-Man costume.

“Of course I can” Jungkook said flexing his muscles and making the web shooting gesture.

“But that’s very dangerous if you’re not Spider-Man, don’t do that at home army’s we don’t want you to get hurt, none of you are actually Spider-Man” Jin went on his protective rant.

“Army’s aren’t that silly hyung…” Yoongi laughed.

“I just feel very protective of them” he huffed in reply.

“What did you do for Halloween army? Did you all have a good time?” Namjoon asked the live.

“We’ve been carving pumpkins and we’re going to watch a scary movie later”

“But not too scary! Don’t get scared army’s!” Hobi added.

“Army’s are brave and tough” Tae said, “right everyone!”

“No army’s are babies that have to be protected” Jungkook said with a faux serious expression.

The chat went on for another half an hour of banter with army and then you all waved your goodbyes.

“Okay we’re gonna go now!”

“Stay safe and have a happy Halloween everyone!”

“Bye army’s!”

“Bye bye!”

After the live was officially ended, you all got de-costumed and changed into comfier clothes as the day had turned into evening and it was time to eat dinner and settle down for the night.

•••

“Okay what movie?”

“Really I meant it, nothing too scary please” Hobi requested.

“What about scream?“ you suggested.

“Are you kidding, yn-ie? That’s way too scary! It’s a slasher horror!” Hobi protested.

“Yah okay what about Hocus Pocus”

“I like that one” Tae said biting into his chicken.

“That’s too boring” Jungkook rolled his eyes.

“The Rocky Horror Picture Show?” Jimin suggested.

“Someone just pick something or the food will be all finished” Yoongi chided.

“I literally just made a suggestion and no one said anything…”

“What about All of Us Are Dead? That’s pretty halloween-y”

“Ew no I don’t want to watch zombies while I’m eating!”

“But you can watch a slasher movie?”

“Ugh fine… what about Coraline?”

“Isn’t that for kids?”

“Yes but it’s not that scary and it’s me and my childhood friends favourite Halloween movie… it brings back memories”

“Okay dongsaengie we’ll watch that” namjoon affirmed searching for the chosen movie selection.

“Thank you for today yn-ie, it was nice to spend a holiday together for once…” Hobi said leaning into your side for a hug.

“I never used to like Halloween but I like the way you do it, yn-ie” Tae added.

“Thanks guys, thank you for all spending it with me”

“Same thing next year?” Yoongi asked the room.

You all hummed in agreement, happily eating your fried chicken and assortment of side dishes. The movie was put on and once dinner was finished you switched over to the variety of Halloween themed snacks you bought from the convenience store.

You concluded that is was the best Halloween you had spent as an adult and you were grateful to spend it with your members who were also your best friends.

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A/n: Happy Halloween!🎃 I hope you had a fun and safe time whatever you got up to and if you had no plans (bc same) I hope this fic was nice to read! Until the next one✨

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