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neocentral · 9 months

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rating: 18+. mdni.

content: noncon, stepcest (?), jeno x na!reader ft jaemin

word count: ~1k

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you look away from your reflection staring back at you, the creaks of your bed sounding almost in time with the white numbers ticking with each passing second. but jeno can't seem to get enough.

jeno grunts deeply behind you, slowing his pace to slam into you with all his strength. it knocks the breath from your lungs, your jaw falling slack as your arms fall underneath your weight. your face hits your pillow, covering most of the cameras view when you muster enough strength to lift it.

your appearance catches your attention again, black streaks painting your cheeks as tears roll down the surface. your hair is ruined, gone was the hairstyle you had spent so long working on. you're grateful you hadn't put lipstick on yet when jeno shoved his way into your bedroom for the third consecutive night. each night was worse than the last, pushing your boundaries further and further.

the notification that falls from the top of jeno's phone screen, draws a gasp from you.

jaem

you on your way?

your eyes widen, the words replaced by jeno's blissed out face as the notification slides back up the screen. "j-" is all you can manage to say before you're cut off by another involuntary whimper.

jeno ignores you, continuing his actions.

jaem

another broken syllable of jeno's name bubbles from your throat dies in the air, overshadowed by the squeaks of wood, low groans, and slapping of skin.

seconds pass before the screen flashes, ending the recording as a picture of your brothers face replaces yours. you shut your eyes, trying to rid your mind of your brothers name flashing on the screen and the vibrations that come with it.

the rhythmic vibrations catch jeno's attention. "give it me," jeno breathes. you shake your head. jeno gives your ass a harsh smack, "i said give it to me."

you whimper as he continues thrusting, reaching shakily for the cellphone. you squeeze tears from your eyes as you start to reach behind your back. jeno yanks it from you, removing one hand from your hips to press the green answer button. he adjusts the phone between his ear and his shoulders.

"hey," he grunts.

you hear nothing, jaemin's voice drowned in the lewd noises filling your bedroom.

you watch jeno's eyebrows furrow as he grinds his hips against yours, "huh?"

more silence.

"fucking some slut," jeno says between his teeth. "she loves it. squeezing me so tight."

jeno lets out a short laugh through his nose. "you'd like that wouldn't you?" he teases. dark eyes lock with yours and a smirk slowly grows on his face at your panicked expression, "you want to?"

jeno's eyes stay on yours as he pulls his phone from his ear, tapping one single button before holding the device out to you. "take it." your lips quiver. "jaemin wants to listen." you can hear the amusement in his voice and you frantically shake your head, eyes pleading. you hear noise coming from the phone but jaemin doesn't speak.

please, you mouth with a single shake of your head again.

jeno rolls his eyes, tossing the phone in your direction. it lands beside your ear. you look away from it, crying at the fact that jaemin can hear you so clearly, the speaker mere inches from your heaving mouth.

"jeno," jaemin finally says, "don't think you're doing it right. i can't hear a thing."

jeno takes it as a challenge, adding pressure to the middle of your back, arching it. you can't contain a string of lewd moans as your eyes flutter shut and your body goes stiff.

"there you go," jaemin murmurs, "that's it, baby."

the pet name makes you nauseous, jeno's brutal pace adding to the feeling settling in your stomach, "s-top, jeno, please."

jaemin pauses, "y/n?"

jeno's body reacts to the static call of your name, a heady moan tumbling from his throat, "shit."

you sniffle, glancing at the man fucking you while trying to distract yourself from jaemin's realization that it's you he's listening to. "jeno," you whisper in his ear, cringing at way it comes out sounding like a moan, "p-lease."

jeno seems to think the same, growling as he ruts into you. "you like it? you like that he can hear you getting fucked by me? y'want me to fuck you harder, huh?"

jaemin says your name again, "s'that you?" you can't place his tone, too fucked out to analyze it. "you're letting my best friend fuck you? with me on the phone?" you wish you had the strength to tell him of the unrelenting grip jeno used to hold you down but all that comes out is a sob of embarrassment and shame. "you slut."

you clench around jeno, making him laugh as he groans, "she's so fucking tight right now, jaem. keep talking."

"if she's reacting like this from just my voice," jaemin's low voice mumbles, "imagine if i was watching. looking her in the eyes as you fuck her slutty pussy. do you want that?"

"no," you force out, pushing back on jeno's hands as you try to move away from the phone, "don't want."

jeno grips your hair, making you yelp as he pulls you towards his chest. "don't lie," he grits, "you're getting tighter. are you close? are you gonna cum?"

"come on, sis," jaemin mocks, "cum for jeno as i listen to you."

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miuhyein · 12 days

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⋆.ೃ࿔* ⠀ ཐི♡̵̼͓̥͒̾͘ཋྀ Good boy 이제 ˳.⋅ॱ˙ ˙ॱᐧ.˳˳.⋅

더는 없어 🐰 .·:*¨¨*:·. I'ma bad

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madudobisteca · 3 months

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ㅤ❦ㅤ𝖬𝖺𝗌ㅤ 𝗊𝗎𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗈 ㅤ𝗏𝗈𝖼𝖾̂ ㅤ𝗏𝖾𝗆 ㅤ𝖾𝗎ㅤ 𝖿𝗂𝖼𝗈ㅤ 𝗆𝖾𝗅𝗁𝗈𝗋

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staincastle · 2 months

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⠀⠀⠀ icantfeelanything headers!? . . ✶

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dracatyo · 6 days

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⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ mordidas ❀ ᰷⬮ིི۪۪۫۫ 💛♡︎𝇌░

⋅.˳˳. ^_ .̫ _^⠀❤︎ ^ ̳. . . ̳^ㅤ ㅤ𝗍𝗎𝗌 ◠ 𝖻𝖾𝗌𝗈𝗌

⬛ 𐍬𝅮 ꓻ ㅤ ㅤ鑏 ㅤ C͟O͟L͟M͟I͟L͟L͟O

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i-telepatia · 10 months

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　　∿　　 ◍ 　　⋎　　 ₊　　⁺　　 ◍

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y-ves · 6 months

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∿ 🪐 ❁ （⭒ ˘˘）

∿ 🐾 ❁ （⭒ ˘˘）

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haenxn · 2 months

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icantfeelanything.ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ #JAEMIN

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jisungchan · 28 days

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30 minutes | na jaemin

or: where your friend convinces you to get a massage for the first time

further on this drabble i wrote

⚔︎ warnings: masseuse!jaemin x collegestudent!reader, afab! reader, hella petnames from jaem (angel, sweetheart, etc.) softdom!jaemin, nipple play, fingers in mouth, fingering (f!receiving), lighttttt praise (more like encouragement idk), NO race specific descriptors (skin colour, hair texture, etc.), NO body type specific descriptors (size of reader body parts, height, weight, etc.), no piv... jaem does NOT whip his dick out sorry... if i missed anything lmk!

~2k word count

a/n: giving the people what they wanted (by people i mean me and two others)

with the stress of school, your friend had just the thing she said would help you relax and destress.

“i’m telling you! a quick 30 minute massage is perfect to help you work out all this tension in your body!’ your friend said, walking behind you gripping your shoulders.

“i’m not sure, i’ve never had one before; it’s making me even more tense because i’m nervous…” you trailed off, thinking about being practically naked while a stranger felt all over your body.

with no time left to turn around, you two walked into the doors of the small massage parlour.

massage parlour near your college town. the inside was dim, with warm lamps illuminating the front room. there were green plants everywhere - hanging from the ceiling, the walls, and some on little plant stools. the faint smell of lavender and eucalyptus coming from essential oil diffusers filled your senses as you got closer to the front desk. standing behind the counter was a friendly woman, in about her late 30s, she smiled as you two walked up.

“brought a friend this time, y/f/n?”

“yup, if you think i’m stiff, wait until you see her.”

you simply rolled your eyes, taking in the rest of the surroundings as your friend finalised the appointment with the receptionist. finally, she led you two to the hallway, where there were only 4 different massage rooms. she gave you each a fresh warm towel and robe and notioned to your rooms.

rooms,

two opposite rooms.

sensing your confused face, your friend laughed at you,

“what, you thought i booked us a couple’s massage or something? go! i’ll see you in a bit, hopefully you’re feeling better then.” she snickered and disappeared behind her door.

following suit, you went into the, once again dimly lit, room. this time, peach and vanilla hit your nostrils. the room was quite small, a cushioned table sat in the middle. similar greenery around like the lobby, with a sprinkle of pink flowers. you start to undress, simply taking off everything but your bra and underwear, opting to leave them on for some sense of privacy. you slip the robe on and sit on your phone, waiting until the masseuse comes in.

after a few minutes, you heard three knocks at the door. jolting up, you meet eye to eye with him.

him…

why were you under the assumption your masseuse would be a woman? you had no clue. wondering if your friend might have strategically picked out the masseuse for you.

“hi sweetheart, i’m jaemin, and i’ll be helping you out today, is that okay?” he asked with a sickly sweet grin. stepping into the room completely and shutting the door behind him. he donned a simple black shirt with loose jogging pants, a comfortable pair of slippers at his feet. you couldn’t help but take a deep breath, he was hot.

his arms had a few veins slightly protruding up to his biceps, which seemed to be fighting against the hem of his sleeve. his chest held itself in a proud position, square and present, which was a contrast to how small his waist was, disappearing under the fabric of his tee. his collar exposed some of his collarbone, shining in the warm lighting of the intimate room. his face, he had plump lips which adorned a small smile. his skin was glistening from within - looking as plump and bouncy as his lips. his hair set a bit messy, but not enough to take away from his beauty, though you’re not sure if anything could take away from his attractiveness.

“hello? you doing okay there angel?” he asked again, teeth showing as he laughed a bit at your obviously flustered state.

“oh! uhm yea, all good!” you replied quietly yet eagerly - eager to get this massage over so you can curse your friend out in the car.

he walked over to you, making your heart race even faster. “let’s take your robe off and get you ready, yeah?” he asked as one of his hands went to undo the tie and the other went to your collarbone, slowly peeling it off just the top half of your body.

he chuckles again as he sees you in your bra and underwear still,

“trust me princess, it feels much better with all of your clothes off.”

he then turns you by your shoulders, facing away from him, as he undoes your bra clasp, lightly grabbing the strap and placing it on the pile with the rest of your clothes.

sensing your rigidness, he leads you to the table, all but two steps, and helps you lay down, keeping you facing away so you don’t expose yourself to him.

he places the towel over your lower half, then finishes taking off the rest of your robe.

being in such a vulnerable position, you felt goosebumps all over your body, awaiting his next move. you were face down through the hole in the table, trying your best to regulate your breathing.

“first massage, is it?” he asks, rubbing his hands with a faint sweet smelling oil.

“y-yeah…” you stutter, trying to make yourself as comfortable and relaxed as possible.

he chuckled, “it’s okay, i’ll take good care of you, but you have to relax, can you do that for me love?” he asks, hands softly hitting your back, starting to rub the oil all over.

you mutter a quiet yes, letting him get to work.

he starts on your lower back, working out all the tenseness from your lumbar, working his way up to your mid back at your waist. admittedly, it felt nice. you could feel your mind emptying as you worked his magic with his hands. working his way up to your shoulders, he put a bit more strength into massaging the knots out.

“what’s got you so stressed, hmm?” he asks, seemingly genuinely.

“school.” you say flatly, focusing on the way his large hands work their way into the grooves of your muscles and release tension.

he moves down your arms, massaging your biceps and forearms, making his way down to your hands. he takes your one hand in his two, and slips his fingers in between each one, lightly yet firmly squeezing along all sides of each digit, making sure you feel him on every area of your body. he takes your palm face up in his hand, using his other to gently press into it. using his thumbs to splay across the skin. you feel your hand submit into his hold, reveling in the way it feels. once he’s done with both hands, he delicately places them back at your sides.

he walks down the table to your legs. starting at your feet, he works similarly as he did to your hands, working his way up to your calves, he feels the muscle and uses his flat palm to firmly rub up and down. moving onto your thighs, he wraps his large hands around each thigh, using his thumbs to manipulate the flesh and dig into your softness. as he inches closer and closer to the cusp of your rear, he again has his hands wrapped around your lower hips, using his long thumbs to swipe just where your rear ends and your thighs meet. he fingers are so lengthy, you can feel them dangerously close to your pelvic bone, almost skimming the outer edge of your panties. you lightly moan at the feeling, hoping it was quiet enough for him not to hear.

what you didn’t see is how his ears perked up to the beautiful noise that just came out of your mouth. he looks up at the back of your head, which seems to be pressed into the head rest a bit further than before. he releases your hips from his grip and goes back to your shoulders, flipping you around.

your face immediately blushes and your eyes widen, arms quickly going to cross against your chest.

“this is a full body massage, so let’s see how your chest feels, yeah?” he asks, the same utterly sugary smile adoring his lips as before. you simply nod and slowly lower your arms back to your sides. looking to the opposite side as to try to hide your face from the embarrassment present.

he reaches for more oil, this time drizzling it directly on your chest, causing you to hiss and arch your back at the cold sensation. his smile turning a bit more devious at your reaction. he reached down and takes each breast into each hand, taking the malleable tissue and squeezing it every which way to his liking. he lets one of your breasts go, opting to softly caress your stomach, while the other lingers to pinch your nipple.

“ahh! jaemin!” you squeal, back attempting to arch, but his other hand on your stomach presses it back flat.

“shhh, it’s okay, it feels good, doesn't it?” you nod, one hand up by your mouth, as he continues to twist and pull at each nipple. eventually, the hand on your stomach goes down under the towel, toying with the waistband of your underwear. as he continues his efforts at your chest, his lower hand then moves to feel the seat of your heat, gently pressing to feel your wetness seeping through the thin material. your breath hitches once you realise, and you snap your head back forward to look at jaemin, who is already looking at you.

‘how about i massage her too, hmm?” he asks, and you just can’t say no when he looks at you with a face that looks like he genuinely wants to help you.

you eagerly nod your head yes, but he tsks at you.

“words, darling. need to hear you say you want me to feel her.”

you squeak out a yes, please. and that’s all he needs before he throws the towel off of you.

“‘i think she’s feeling a little neglected, let’s fix that.” is the last thing he says before he pulls your underwear down and off, you bare cunt, glistening with evidence of your need. he taps thrice at it, making you cover your mouth to muffle your yelps. he moves your hand down, and places two fingers in your mouth.

“full body massage love, gotta make sure every part of your body feels my touch.”

his eyes are glued to his fingers massaging your pussy. his fingers glide teasingly up and down your slit, catching your clit every time he goes up. a muffled please tries to speak around his fingers, and he smiles softly before circling around your pulsing entrance. your hips jolt up in an attempt to push him inside, where you need him the most. sensing your urgency, he pushes a single finger in, tantalsingly slow, and you sigh in relief before he pushes another one in you. clamping down on him in shock, you moan as you’re lightly gagging on his fingers. he slowly motions in and out, shallowly thrusting his fingers into your dripping sex.

“there you go love. you’re so tight, need you to relax a bit for me.” he says as his finger goes to your clit, giving it dainty circles to help you ease up. finally allowing yourself to relax back on the table, your body starts to rock back and forth as he quickens his pace. you suck harsher on his fingers, and he looks back to you with adoration written all over his face before looking back to your gushing cunt. your slick is dripping onto the table underneath you and getting all over his hand. the sound of you squelching around his fingers and the moans coming from your mouth are barely disguised by the faint sound of the parlour’s ocean waves music playing in the background.

he finally starts rubbing firmer shapes onto your clit, and you start whimpering harder around his digits, your eyebrows furrow as he starts curling his fingers inside you, hitting a new spot which has your eyes fluttering and your heart racing. his fingers leave your mouth and grab you by the chin, moving you to face him.

“open your eyes when you cum for me sweetheart, need to see what that pretty face looks like when you finally relax.” you try your best to keep your eyes open, thighs threatening to shut around his hand as you get closer and close to coming undone.

“please please please jaemin, wanna cum…” you mutter, one of your hands trailing down his chest to feel his abs under the fabric.

“you can do it angel, just stay focused on me.” he says, guiding your hand further to feel his throbbing erection under his pants. you groan at the contact and your eyes flutter back up to him as he goes impossibly harder on your poor weeping pussy, aching to come undone.

which you do, as soon as he gives you one particularly long and hard thrust. you let out a broken moan as you shake around him, his hand still going at it in your overly sensitive cunt, riding you through your orgasm. your head falls to your side, and you buck your hips as he slowly stops his motions. he brings his fingers up to his mouth, licking them clean as he hums pleasantly at the taste of you on his tongue.

you breathe out deeply, letting out a long sigh as you feel the towel delicately wiping you dry from your sweat and slick.

“how about next time you book a 60 minute massage? i don’t think i got your throat good enough.”

a/n2: RAHHH so hear me out... 60 minutes part 2, then 90 minutes part 3... let me know...

taglist: @bockhyun @nctspark

#nephele after dark #minutes with jaemin #nct #nct dream #nct scenarios #nct drabbles #jaemin x reader #na jaemin #nct jaemin #jaemin #jaemin smut #nct dream imagines #nct dream smut #nct dream x reader

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neocentral · 9 months

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noncon jaemin dilf (best friend's stepdad) where u and ur bestie have a sleepover and decides to fuck you in ur sleep and if you tell anyone, he'll do the same to ur bestie so you decide to keep quiet while he continues to use you every time you go over to their house

rating: 18+. mdni.

content: noncon

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“sh,” jaemin coos, leaning over your body. one of his hands rests loosely to your waist, and the other on the side of your throat, thumb swiping across your wet cheek.

you muffle your noises by biting your lip, swallowing your whines and whimpers. a squeak sounds through the room at a particular thrust and you meet his eyes as he lifts his head from where it hovered near your ear.

"i told you," he says, his finger slides down your cheek, "if you wake her up, she'll take your place," he mumbles, tone sweet and soft despite his words. "you don't want that."

you shake your head, whispering a broken, "no."

"i know," his eyes flicker over your face, "you're such a good friend, aren't you?"

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jaes1lvr · 9 months

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💭 i had a picture in my mind 🎞 @2592

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court-religious-member · 9 days

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#jaemin #oil on canvas #jamie benn #mandalorian #dsmp au #moodboard kpop #reign #carrie underwood #drums #saturday night live #schitt's creek #films #Dark Souls 3

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beclipoe · 8 months

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maliciousblog · 23 days

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NCT Dream as your saesangs +

SungTaro / NCT U

Jeno (Bodyguard) 🎀

He would be your manager or your bodyguard that way he could always be by your side and keep an eye on you.

Each time you tried to interact with someone he would stop you.

Each time you tried to go out alone he would accompany you. He never left you alone.

It started to get on your nerve, one day you snapped when he insisted on accompanying you to the clothing store, you told him that you could take care of yourself and didn't have to be babysitted you could tell that he was taken aback by what you said.

To which he replied that he was only trying to keep you safe and was just doing his best to make sure nothing bad happened to you.

You started to feel guilty as he started to guilt trip you, which was exactly what he wanted.

You gave into whatever he wanted as he started to manipulate you and each time you questioned him he would guilt trip you into being the bad guy.

Jaemin ( the problematic fansite)💝

He was a well known fansite. He would always take the best pictures, he would always be the first one to reach events, the first to take pictures. At first it was just pictures of you at concerts or fansigns.

Soon it became pictures of you at private schedule's or of you in front of your dorm or of you on the way to the company. Then it became pictures of you when you hung out with your family or friends. Then it became pictures of you going about your life whether it be of you on a grocery run or of you walking your dog.

What alarmed you the most was a picture of you in your room you never took a picture like this, you soon started to get paranoid.

He loved the look of terror on your face as you saw the pictures he took.

He would edit the pictures he took of you with himself to make it seem like both of you were a couple, he would even make the occasional deepfake.

Renjun (fatal)💓

No one would possibly suspect him. He would show up everywhere you went.

He would run a fan account dedicated to you. He would constantly defend you, no matter what.

Once he happened to catch an a well known anti that always spread false rumors about you a couple of days later no one heard of the anti ever again. No matter who the problem was it just magically dissapeared. A staff member that was a little rude to you the next day they didn't come. A choreographer that got a little too touchy magically dissapeared. When one of your group members got more lines than you they "accidentally" fell down the stairs.

It had become a hobby for him now, in the end he didn't know if he was doing it for you or for his own sick pleasure.

Chenle(fan boy)💖

Would also be a singer and would probably be your friend.

He would try his hardest to get collab stages with you.

He was a true fanboy he would promote you more than he would promote himself.

He would secretly enjoy the fans shipping both of you. In fact he would go out of his way to make it happen by trying to maintain eye contact with you during shows, or buying the same things you did to make it seem as if you were a couple, even go as far as to start rumors himself and leak pictures of you.

He would eventually ask you out, but when you rejected him that was the last anyone ever saw of you.

Jisung (puppy)💕

Would be a love sick puppy. Heart eyes , he would mostly be harmless a total shy fan boy.

Would be obsessed with you would do everything in his power to make sure you succeed.

It would start out as an innocent little crush would slowly turn into a dangerous obsession.

His walls would be filled with posters of you. To you he only seemed like a harmless fanboy but the more you saw him around the more uneasy you felt. No one would believe you, cause everyone only saw him as a cute harmless fanboy.

Sungchan (delusional)🎀

Would have you as his lock wallpaper. Would never miss a live.

Would be extremely delusional.

In his mind you and him were already dating and nothing or no one could change his mind.

He would get angry any time someone mentioned the fact that you were an idol and he was just a fan and there is no way that you two could be together and at the end of the day that's all he would ever be he would just be one among the millions of fans you had.

Unfortunately he would refuse to accept this fact and would live in the delusion that you were his. When news broke out that you were dating a fellow idol, all hell broke loose. That would be his breaking point. He would make you his whether you liked it or not.

Shotaro (dancer)💖

He would be a popular dancer who would cover popular songs that's how he came across you.

He would watch one of your dance practice videos and would be enamored by your grace and skill.

From being an occasional listener to a fan his obsession would steadily grow.

He would dance cover every single one of your songs and would even make choreo to the ones that didn't have it. On many occasions you would notice him and would be impressed with his skill.

He would find a way for your company to hire him as your new choreographer as your last one got into a nasty accident.

#dark #dark fic #kpop #yandere #yandere fic #yandere kpop #nct fic #nct fanfic #nct dream #nct #nct drabbles #dead dove fic #dead dove do not eat #nct imagines #jaemin #lee jeno #jeno #fanfic

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