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hazyhae · 7 days

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stuffy | ljn

plug!jeno x fem!reader

summary: the only way you see him is in the low lights of his stuffy room, but you can't stop coming back for more.

wc: 1.8k 18+ mdni

cw: fwb to ???, dom!jeno, mostly smut, angst, fluff at end, weed use, shotgunning, mentions of addiction (not weed), protected pinv sex, big dick jeno, fingering, edging/overstim, light slapping like once, pet names: baby, pretty, good girl

happy jeno day and belated 4/20! ♡

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you’re addicted.

you never were one to smoke, to drink — to indulge in substances that altered your mind. never one to indulge in people who altered your mind.

yet every saturday, your legs take you to the house at the end of the block, up the stairs, and down the hall to a door on your right, plastered with a plain black sign reading “do not enter.” you knock anyways, knowing that sign doesn’t apply to you — he knows you’re coming.

when your knock is not answered, you press your ear against the door, trying to listen to check if he’s in there. he’s always in there, but the music blasting downstairs doesn’t make it any easier to figure it out. you close your eyes, turning to lean your forehead on the door.

should you go home? it’s not too late to. maybe it’s time to break this cycle.

your thoughts distract you from the steps leading to the door, and you almost fall forward as the door opens abruptly, the pungent scent of weed hitting your nose almost immediately. strong arms steady you as you look up.

“took you long enough.”

his deep voice, made even raspier by the flower in his lungs, sends a wave down your spine. ah, yes. there’s no way you could miss out on him, knowing that if you did go home, just the thought of being in his arms would send you running right back.

“hi, jeno.”

he leads you in, closing the door behind you. his room is a bit stuffy as always from the constant hotboxing, and you take your usual spot on his bed as he packs you a fresh bowl, wordless as his hands do all the work.

it’s always like this — quiet, yet with an understanding you hope is shared by only you two. you know he hates when people are too loud, and if you’re being honest, you don’t really know what to say around him.

he hands you his bong, painted with his initials, and lights the ground leaves for you as you press your lips to the mouthpiece. you’ve done this enough times since the first time he taught you to, and you let the chamber fill with smoke. he takes the bowl off, letting the smoke jet down your throat, and you take it.

“that’s good, baby.”

his praise sends shivers, and you take more and more hits, wanting to hear more, even if you know he won’t say too much. but even if he doesn’t say anything, the smirk on his face lets you know he’s proud.

“hold that one in,” he instructs as you take your nth hit, having lost count a long time ago. he comes closer to you, and with a firm grip on the back of your neck, brings your face closer to his until your lips are just hovering. the smoke threatens to seep out of your mouth, but you hold on for him. he pecks you on the lips before tapping you lightly on the cheek.

“good girl, now give it to me.”

you let go, and jeno crashes his lips into yours, letting the smoke seep out between your messy mouths, your highs making everything just so sloppy. his hands snake around your waist, hands trailing up to explore the skin under your shirt as his lips remain attached to yours.

you let him do this every time, and you want him to. every day of the week feels like a waiting game for the next time you’ll have his hands on you, hazy bodies of even hazier minds intertwined in his stuffy little room.

your clothes come off, and so do his, with some mention of the stuffiness, but your mind is just focused on jeno. his glossed over, red eyes peer into yours as your gaze follows his trail of kisses down your chest, to your abdomen, and finally settling between your legs. he spreads your folds, grinning to see you already glistening for him.

“you wanted to see me so bad, didn’t you, pretty?” his thumb trails lightly up and down your slit as you gasp at the contact, moaning at how just the lightest of his touches can send you into a frenzy.

while jeno values silence, it irritates him in bed. he asked you a question. his thumb dips into your entrance without warning, starting to stretch you out. you gasp at the sudden intrusion, everything being even more heightened by the drugs coursing through your blood.

“answer me.” his thumb moves in and out, other digits going to rub circles into your clit. “you didn’t want to see me?” he coos with a slight fake pout.

“no!” you finally snap out of your high daze temporarily to answer him. jeno chuckles. he thinks you’re so cute like this, so pliable and needy for him. “i wanted to see you, was thinking about it all week.”

“oh yeah?” he asks, one of his hands leaving to pump at his already hard member. “was thinking about you all week, too.” both hands leave you, and you whine at the loss of contact, but jeno just slaps at your thigh lightly.

“be patient, you’ll get what you want.” you hear rustling, and look down to see him lowering a condom onto his member. your mouth drools at his size, sitting heavy in his hand as he hisses at the tight rubber. if you could take a picture, you would, but for now you’ll settle for burning it into your memories.

he doesn’t immediately enter you, going back between your legs. he rubs up and down your slit with 2 long fingers before pushing them into you. like earlier, the intrusion sends shocks, but each ridge of his knuckles has your mind reeling. he slowly pushes them in and out, curling his fingers up every so often as you writhe beneath him.

with how sensitive the weed makes you, you know you aren’t gonna last long, especially when he starts thumbing at your clit again. but jeno knows what he wants. his fingers move faster and faster — he knows he’s good with his hands, and his lips curl up as he feels the familiar pulsing.

your legs start to writhe more and more with each thrust and swipe, and you can feel the band in your stomach tightening and tightening, threatening to snap. eyes rolling up, you are just seconds away from your peak —

you gasp as he rips his fingers out of you, almost crying at the loss, only to get the wind knocked out of you as something else, way bigger and hotter, enters you in one swoop. your mouth opens, but no sound comes out as you cum hard.

jeno groans as he feels your tight cunt pulse around him, even more turned on by you cumming from him just entering you. he has to compose himself, also super sensitive from the weed. but this is what he wanted — feeling you wrapped around him, inner walls massaging him. he takes pride in the way your body reacts exactly like he wants it to.

“so fucking tight.” your pussy is gripping firmly as your hands fist his pillows beneath your head. he plants his feet, making his way down to kiss you as his hands interweave with yours, pinning your hands beside you.

“take it, baby.” his hips start to move. “i know you can.”

in no time, his hips begin to piston, deep grunts in time with the moans leaving you, sensitive and overstimulated cunt taking all of him in, doing exactly what he told you to. you always do what he tells you to. every snap of his hips has you seeing stars, hands holding onto his for dear life.

he’s not gonna last long, grunting and panting at the feeling of your pussy tightening even more at the onset of another undoing. your cries get louder and louder, unable to form any words as his movements numb your mind further and further.

“f-fuck, always so fucking good for me.” his hips start to get uncoordinated, but a harsh stutter has you cumming around him once more. he grits his teeth as his hips slap against yours harshly, cumming with a loud groan as his hips still.

he twitches a bit as he comes down, moving his gaze to you catching your breath as your eyes flutter. he plants a deep kiss on your lips before hissing at the feeling of his softened member leaving you.

separating from you, he removes the condom, tying it and chucking it into the bin next to his desk. he puts on a t-shirt and sweats, and silently walks out the door, glancing at your spent form on his bed.

you’ve caught your breath, and your heart sinks as you realize it’s your time to leave. to wait another whole week before you can do this again. to go through the motions of dealing with this desire for a man you only know in the low lights and stuffy feeling of his room or from the orders he drops off weekly to your roommate.

you know can’t overstep, so you reluctantly get up to put your clothes on, assuming that as always, he’ll come back long after you’ve left.

you finish dressing, but the door opens again before you even reach it. jeno stands there, two cups of water in his hands. why is he back so soon?

“sorry, was on the way out.” you move to brush past him, but to your surprise, he blocks your path.

“here.” he offers you one of the cups, and your eyes move from the cup up to his face. an expression you’ve never seen on him before graces his features, and he looks almost.. shy? you take the cup gratefully, and take a sip as jeno closes his door. your eyes follow as he climbs on his bed to open the only window in the room, letting a pleasant breeze in.

he looks back at you, patting the bed next to him.

“stay over?”

you move on autopilot, unable to deny him as you climb into his bed. as you close your eyes, resting in this warm embrace, once cold and temporary, you hold on tight as he lulls you to sleep. your thoughts are all over the place, but of one thing you’re sure.

you’re addicted, but so is he.

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a/n: surprise!! it's almost 2am rn and i have so many things on my writing list but was somehow miraculously able to get this out really quickly for jeno day!! i wanted to make him a scarier plug and end the fic sadly but u all know me.. i cant do that :'o i've been kind of less active bc i've been super busy and tired recently, but i hope everyone is doing well! feedback and shares are always appreciated

-coco♡

#coco works #coco writes #nct smut #nct dream x reader #jeno smut #jeno x reader #stoner!nct #nct fluff #nct angst #nct #nct fic #nct scenarios #nct hard thoughts #it's almost 2am but i wanted to post it while its still jeno day officially lmao

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daydreamingyuta · 6 days

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Stay the Night | Jeno

Summary: fluff, drabble, bf!jeno convinces you to stay the night with him wc: 300 a/n: Happy Jeno Day! 💚

“So soft, baby.” Jeno says, sleepily running his hands through your hair. Your eyes close intuitively at his sweet touch that you loved more than anything. You snuggle closer to him, breathing him in, his familiar cologne he wears exclusively when he’s around you.

You both know what time it is, that you'll have to go home soon, but you choose to ignore that fact, relishing in each other's presence for as long as you could. It wasn’t until you felt your eyelids grow heavy and you began to fall asleep that you knew you had to actually go home. “Jeno, I gotta go.” You say, trying to pry your boyfriend's arms off of you.

At first Jeno ignores you, tightening his grip around your waist and pulling you closer. “Jenoo, you can’t pretend to not hear me so that I’ll stay longer.”

At this Jeno's eyes open and he gives you a pout. “I don’t want you to just stay longer, I want you to stay the night.”

You give him a pout back, “Stay the night?”

He nods his head, resembling a puppy. You play with his hands as you try and make a decision. “I mean.. I could stay here tonight.” You say and Jeno's eyes light up, “But you have to promise me that you’ll let me leave early so that I can make it to my class tomorrow morning.”

“I promise I won’t try to convince you to skip class and stay in bed with me like I did the last time, baby.” You can tell he’s sincere in his promise, so you let all your worries of tomorrow fade away as he pulls you back into his arms. You always did manage to get the best night's sleep whenever you were with him, and tonight was no different.

#jeno #happy jeno day #nct #nct dream #fluff #k-pop #drabble #imagine #nct scenarios #fanfiction #fanfic #jeno x reader #jeno x you #jeno x y/n

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phoxphenex · 3 months

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hi girly I love your blog! I was wondering if you could do texts with the dreamies where they haven’t asked you to be their valentine yet and reader is like “im gonna give you away”

-💋 anon ( can I have this emoji for my anon or is it already taken?)

aaaaaa thank you!! i’ve added you to the list :) welcome 💋!

“i’m gonna give you away” dream texts

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haechurch · 9 months

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Its mark lees bday (ystd) and i recalled the fact that mark says hes quite obvious if he liked someone, and the fact that i see him kinda obsessed with butts and all those videos where he groped members cheeks never fails to make me drool..... ah i need him in lyfe fr. Also istj♡

So thats why i made this smut based on those^ happy mark day<3

Your roommate is a famous jock, who is currently not home for celebrating his birthday at some party that throws just for him. Honestly, you didn't know it was his birthday until one of your friends that went there told you so. You're known as someone who doesn't like parties, although surprisingly enough, your mbti says that you're an extrovert, but you always find that you're too lazy to do the stuff.

So you're wondering when this your famous roommate will come home from his party, and think of something you could do for him as it's his birthday. He's home pretty late when he finds you watching spirited away in the living room.

"Hey, i thought you were asleep," he said. You munch on your popcorn and replied as your eyes glued to the tv, "hm, how's your party, birthday boy?" He chuckled and took off his cap, throwing it softly on the couch beside you, and heavily seat across from where you're sitting. He leaned back and spread his legs while his hand brushed his messy hair. "Cool, kinda tiring. Feels like my energy's being sucked," "well, that sound sucks." Both of you chuckled, he's so introvert for that (lol).

"I understand," you hum. "You know," you shifted on your seat, and as mark was clearly aware since he saw you in the living room; dressed so loosely only in your camisole (braless) and short pants, showing him a pose that makes you utterly look fuckable, you blurted out, "...do you have any idea what else that can be sucked at this moment?"

"What?" His tone was confused and he's kinda taken aback by your words.

You swear to god that teasing him is the most fun thing to do in this world. You laugh your ass off and brush him away, saying that you need to take a shower since you haven't done that today. I mean, why take a shower when you're literally at home all day?

"Since it's your birthday, why don't you tell me your wish? Or something that you wanted? Think about it while i'm in the shower." You wink at him playfully as you hopped into your room.

Mark's head is full of thoughts right now. He didn't know he would ask someone for giving him a birthday present, but he knows that he really needs that. He's thinking about it so hard as he cooling his head down in the shower too, until he decided on what he wanted for his birthday, especially from you.

Fyi, you can always hear when mark lee is jerking off in his room (or bathroom) when you're home. Of course, the wall is pretty thin and he's just too loud. So when you finished your quick shower and heard him in the bathroom, you knew exactly what he need the most for his birthday.

Later, you knock on mark's door, asking for permission to barge in. "Can i come in?"

"Uh-uh, yeah, sure," when you entered his room, you saw his hair is already half dry, and he is wearing a tight black t-shirt with shorts.

Holy moly.

Honestly, no one in the world would disagree that mark lee is hot.

You're making a bee line to where he stand beside his desk, and started talking next to him. "Sooo have you decided?" He chuckled nervously and started to act like an idiot. "Decided what?"

You frown an eyebrow, "your wish? You can tell me what you want for your birthday?" You reminded him. "Oh that, yeah, um-"

He placed his hand on his nape and be looking so awkward right now, but that's why you like him.

You bit your lips in amusement. Now it's getting harder to hold back.

You can't take it anymore and lean closer to him. He didn't even budge. "Mark.." you place your hands on his torso, and he slightly flinched at your action. "Tell me.." your hands caressing him down his abs, and stop at his groin. "Your wish." You whispered in his ear, and he swear he was getting goosebumps, his breath hitched when you place your hand on his center and gently cupped his bulge.

"Wait, wait, wait, hold up hold up," he's panicking as he points a pointless finger in the air, and you went crazy because of it. You're definitely a simp for mark lee.

"I-uh, hold up a sec, are you for real?" He's questioning instead.

"What do you mean?" You smiled at him. He's so adorable.

"I mean, why are you... i feel like.. this isn't it-"

"Mark."

"Yeah?"

"Just tell me, please? What do you want right now?"

You glanced at his boner and it's so fucking obvious. God it must be hurt. He has to quit playing dumb and ask for it when he knows he needs it more than anything.

"Fuck, help me with these," he gestured upturned hands right above his legs.

"How, mark? Tell me how do you like it, hm?" He has no idea how you had so much fun teasing him.

He got short-circuited again when you press your body against him and crane your head up, about to kiss him, "wai wh-" he backed off a little and placed his hands on your waist, both eyes finding each other as you hum before slowly close the gap between your lips and kissed him.

A short one. And then your eyes meet again, and he give you another kiss, this time out of his control. He basically pressed his face against yours, hands on your jaw before he put it all over your body and proceed to push you against the wall. You hang on him by grabbing at his nape and head, ruffling his hair into a mess. The kiss never breaks, he kiss you like he mean it, now he pressed his body on yours, and you can feel his big cock, hard as a rock. He's not that silent when kissing too, you can hear his breathy grunts and the fact that he's also a moaner. He tilted his head back and forth to kiss you at different angles, his tongue all over your mouth.

Both of you squirmed uncontrollably against each other when you make out against his bedroom wall, he squeezed your ass before he tapped your thighs for you to jump on him and bring you onto his bed.

He didn't waste his time pulling down his shorts and breathily plea, "suck me off."

You delighted hearing his request, overjoyed to finally have him asking for you to please him, "as you wish, sir."

You immediately take him into your hand, eyes locked with him as he winced, groaning when you suck his tip and swallow him into your mouth. When you started to bob your head, he throw his head back with a sigh, his neckline is prominent and his adam's apple bob deliciously.

You can feel your lips torn up because of how big he is, and you can feel the veins as you drag your tongue along his shaft. "Oh, fuck, that's it baby, you're doing so good," he hissed sexily and it almost made you cum. Embarrassing.

Considering how much you are already wet for him from just sucking his cock is insane. He face fucked you as he let out his honey moans and groans, every time you find his tip meeting the back of your throat and you felt like swallowing it, you try your best not to choke miserably on his cock.

"Where do you want me to cum?" He asked. "Of course, you can't talk." He chuckled as he mocked you. "You have to swallow it like a good girl, you think you can do that?" You nod your head eagerly. "Alright."

"Good girl." Every time he spits those words from his mouth, you felt your pussy clenching and it hurts.

His thrusts are getting faster and faster when warm loads run down your throat as he grunts loudly while throwing his head back again, then when he look down, you already gaze into his eyes and barely lick your lips, mouth full and smudged with his cum and your saliva.

"Shit.." he's savoring the sight before him for a while, and then he asked.

"Can i fuck you?"

You cracking up in front of him, it's not funny at all but-

"I told you, your wish is my command, baby." You started to strip and show him your naked body, prettily exposed on his bed, ready to be used.

"Fuck, isn't this my best birthday ever?" You laugh at him again.

"I know. Happy birthday, now eat your cake." You said jokingly.

He sneered and take his remaining clothes off, then crawl into the bed, and started kissing you from head to toe. He played with your tits, fumbled them here and there, pinching your nipples, nipping and licking. He sucked on the flesh just right above your chest, your throat, your shoulder, marking his mark.

"This tells that you're mine."

"Yours."

Your voice hitched and your neck arched when he lick your pussy, eating you out. You squirm under his touch and pull on his hair, only making him more passionate to giving you pleasure. He abused your clit and folds in the most delicious way that made you a moaning mess, the sound of him slurping your juices and his moan was making you beyond aroused. His tongue and lips find their way to clean up and suck every fold, fucking your hole. You whine when you feel like you're about to burst.

"Wait, mark, i wanna come around your cock," you asked him with a pout, and he can't really resist that.

"On your knees, pretty girl." You do as he says, eagerly arching your back and showing him your ass. He slapped it. Twice.

Mark rubs his tip sensually up and down your entrance before lining his cock to your pussy, he's doing that for a while, making more juices leaking from your core. But suddenly he put his cock between your ass cheeks then poked on the entrance, but never really thrust them. He's such a tease.

"H-hurry, please.."

"Hm? It's kinda nice to hear you begging like this, you know? What is it, pretty?"

"Please, mark, just fuck me," he never felt this victorious before.

He smirked and wet his lips, "gladly."

You moan as he rams into you, he picked up a steady pace as he fuck you from behind. He got your eyes rolled to the back of your head, drools are already all over your mouth and chin.

"Fuck, mark," "it's so good. So good, so good, so good," you cry over his cock, you heard him grunt heavily and he felt you tighten when he land another slap on your ass.

"Yeah? You like that, huh? Tell me you like it."

"I like it, i love it, ah-"

He's fucking you so good you felt like you're gonna cum soon. Your pussy keeps getting tighter as it swallows him, wrapping his cock like a gift.

"Are you gonna cum? Come on, cum around me, pretty girl," he squeezed and slap your ass, his thrust never faltered, bringing you into your climax. "Ahh- i think- i'm gonna cum, mark-"

The moment he played with your nipples, you lost it, you came so hard your vision got white as he keep thrusting into you, chasing his high.

"M-mark!"

"I know baby, i know, just, try to take this one okay, please,"

He pleaded. And you moan even harder. He piston in and out until you heard his deep groans as he cum inside you. Both of you were too immersed in the sex that you didn't realize what was just happened. He quickly pulled out though.

"Shit, i'm sorry,"

"It's okay. I'm on the pill anyways,"

When you glanced at him, he was breathing heavily, sweat covering his body, making him glow under the dim light. Mouth agape, hair's disheveled. Perfect.

"So.."

"So?"

"Uh, thank you, for the present. This is what i wanted from you. I guess.."

You smiled fondly at him. He has always been just a hot roommate to you although he's actually attractive in many ways, but you might really, really like him more than you thought.

"You know what?" You get up on your elbow, "you were always loud when you jerked off."

Oh.

Oh, he's freaking out.

"And that's.. with you almost every time calling my name.."

He's swearing in his head.

Mark lee, aren't you just too obvious?

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supergraphicultramoderngirl · 5 months

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if trackerbees do break up i need it to be the most lesbian shit ever. like still being besties and calling each other babe and living together but fully being broken up. and it’s over the dumbest drama ever like kristen got tracker the wrong combat boots or smth. and then i need one of them to have a thing with another wlw that they both know for a brief stint afterwards bc that’s what always fucking happens. just like some peak idiot lesbian representation to soothe the soul.

#in my dream scenario after they break up adaine comes out as wlw #and then while delirious at a sleepover or smth kristen kisses adaine or smth like that and tracker finds out #and tracker is like ‘my ex kissed my cousin???? seriously?????’#and then carries on with her day #on an unrelated note i also need kristen to have a gender crisis but that’s neither here nor there #mari is irrelevant #dimension 20 #dropout tv #fantasy high #fhjy #fantasy high junior year #trackerbees #tracker o'shaughnessey #kristen applebees

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ohmygs-blog · 11 months

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Hiiii happy haechan dayyyyy. Can i req for haechan bf text on his birthday???? Like "what do you want to do today? Bday gift?"

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ

slay!!!! coming back just for my man! 🫡

wishing him the best bday ever!!! 🤍🤍🤍

HAPPY HAECHAN DAY!!! 🧸🤍☀️🎤🐻

( wrote these during my break at work so prob could be better 😭😭😭 anything for haechan 🫡)

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lqfiles · 9 months

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(15:45) bandaids.

“you know i’m not a kid anymore? i can perfectly take care of myself?” mark laughed softly as you continued to drag him into the kitchen, looking for the extra bandaids you had stored. “but i like taking care of you, and you’re quite clumsy so i’m not taking any risks with you.” you had opened the drawer to take a look at the various bandaids with different prints. opting to go with a cute cat print one, you looked up at mark to see him give you a look of disbelieve. “plus, i get to put these cute bandaids on you.” you reached up to his face, carefully removing the seal from the bandaid and placing it on the open cut on his cheek. “so in other words you’re just infantilising me.” mark chuckled and you slightly nudged him away before continuing to place the bandaids on even the littlest wounds. mark could tell you were enjoying placing them, which was why he didn’t stop you even though non of them stung that much. “maybe if you didn’t overestimate your skateboarding skills and hadn’t fell face flat onto the ground, i wouldn’t have to infantilise you? ever thought of that?”

“well not yet, and i don’t think i’ll realise that anytime soon.” mark shrugged, because maybe he had purposely hurt himself to be in this position with you, being in such close proximity. watching as you grabbed a new bandaid and handed it to him, you gestured for him to put it on your cheek and he complied, removing the seal of the bandaid that had a bear print on it. “guess you could say i’m your baby.” mark whispered as he neared your face. you felt your inside tickle at the words and had to contain the smile that was forming on your face. mark’s eyes were still stuck on placing the bandaid on your left cheek, while your own eyes stared right at him. you grinned as he finished the task and met your gaze. “guess you could say that, yeah.”

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hugs2doie · 11 months

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8th nct dream member drabble

pairing: haechan x gn!reader, nctdream x gn!reader

genre: comedy/fluff, you’re nct dream’s 8th member

warnings: mentions of food

author’s note: hihi i decidwd to make a cute md short drabble abt hyuck since its his bday <3 actually i madw this a while ago but i just forgot to post it, hope u like it :)

you were eating your pasta at a random restaurant with the other members, having a get-together-time type of thingy.

“see, if you’d love me, you’d give me some of that.” haechan says, looking at you with a mocking smirk.

“if you’d love me, you wouldn’t ask me to give you my food, when you could just eat yours and leave me alone.” you said in an instant, as if the words were in the tip of your tongue.

everyone at the table let out surprised sounds such as gasps, others even started saying things like “ate that” “yoooo” “i wouldn’t take that if i was haechan” etc.

both you and haechan had different reactions: as you leaned back on your chair, with a winning smirk and a “you hear them” look, haechan simply scoffed and rolled his eyes.

he then playfully nudged you under the table with his foot, murmuring the words “stop it”. you smiled upon seeing his annoyed yet cute expression. haechan couldn’t help but crack a smile too, after all, he loved you and his other members so much that he didn’t mind the teasing.

after a while of haechan clinging into you to give him some of your pasta, you finally gave in and offered him some pasta, which he responded to with a loud gasp and a “thank y/n, you’re really the best!” in his loud-pitched anime voice.

what haechan forgot was that, y’all are in a restaurant full of people, and, well, everyone’s staring at your table.

#nct #nct fluff #nct headcanons #nct imagines #nct dream #nct dream fluff #nct dream headcanons #nct dream imagines #nct dream reactions #nct dream x reader #haechan day #nct dream haechan #nct haechan #haechan x reader #haechan scenarios #haechan fluff #haechan imagines

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yueisyum · 1 year

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“You don’t get it do you” Valentine’s Day special

College au❤️Jeno x Reader

|| 🧸Basically, you’re trying to help jeno find a fake girlfriend to invite to his parents dinner next week. He’s been telling them that he has a girlfriend and they decide that they want to meet her on Valentine’s Day. Sounds cute right? But he does have a girlfriend, so you make it your mission to save his dignity. But for some reason he’s being really picky with his decision. Your not sure why?

“She literally perfect for you”

“But She’s not you”

Authors note🎈: HAPPY VALENTINES DAY!! I’m not completely proud of this as a whole, BUT if I add the fact that I only had like a day and a half to do it, it’s not that bad. There so no smut in this, BUT!!! As you know. You can’t just ask 😏. I’m hoping to maybe do something like this for some other members so if you are hoping for a specific member let me know!

[9:32] February 12th

“She’s also a no” jeno says from next to you on his couch. You slouch even more into his chest. “Jeno- this is the 5th girl I showed you. You didn’t even read the profile yet!” You complain.

You and Jeno are currently sitting in his living room looking through [app] profiles of women that had reached out to you. You got together after your run, and he had just got home from practice. You took a shower and told him about your plan to help him find a date for Tuesday. You had gotten closer to him so you can both see your phone screen clearly, and he ended up pulling you into him. Your back pressed against his chest. This would usually look weird to anyone else, considering you two are just friends, it’s natural between you two. It’s normal. Not weird. Not intimate.

“My parents know I wouldn’t date someone with that hair colour” he explains, shrugging it off. His arm that’s around you moves to swipe to the next profile. You slap his hand away and go back. “No no no, she could wear a wig or dye her hair or something” you continue to the profile and looked at the description. It was quiet short. It read:

[hi! I’m Eunchan! Im 22 years old, my birthday is august 4th, 2000. And I love to work out (do yoga) and I work as a creative writer]

You read the profile out loud, and you can feel Jeno shaking his head. “Jeno-“ you begin.

“Yoga? Absolutely not, yoga isn’t working out, it’s expensive stretching” you giggle and roll your eyes. “Jeno, just get her to tell your parents that she lifts weights or something.” You bring your knees up to your chest to make room for his cat as she lays at his feet. he takes a moment to think. “No, I have to get her to wear a wig AND lie to my parents? They would be able to tell she doesn’t lift weights by her build.” You sit up to look at him.

“You are being ridiculo-“

“-realistic” he interrupts and you scoff. You get up from the couch and walk toward the kitchen. “Where are you going!?” He gets up to follow you like a lost puppy. “If we are going to do this all night I’m going to need a drink.” You answer grabbing a glass- two glasses from the cabinet and he looks for some wine. You could faintly hear the kdrama he played from kitchen while he pour the drinks. You lean into the counter and continue looking.

“Oh here! Listen!”

“[hello, my name is minchi-“

“Hello? Who says hello?”

“Jeno shut up and listen..

[hello, my name is minchi, I’m 21 years old. My favorite colour is blue, my favorite smell is mint and I love Naruto]” you look up at him in anticipation. He loves all those things-

“That sounds like a child’s profile, she can’t even describe herself or hobbies proper-“

“Ughhh” you slouch into the counter. Grabbing the glass of wine her poured and took a long sip. He watch you with a smile. “Jeno, the point of finding you a ‘fake girlfriend’ is that it’s not real! It’s one night and she can be anything you want her to be” you explain, making your way back to the couch. Stopping to let another cat walk past you. This is their palace after all. Then take a seat at the sofa. “No they can’t” he mumbles. “Huh?” You look over at him, he’s making his way to you again. “Nothing, but my parent will be able to sniff out a liar, and I don’t want to take my chances with someone who can’t even tell people what she does for a living.” He sits next to you and places his wine on a coster.

You nod in understanding, this must be really important to him, especially since he’s being so picky. “I have an idea!” You turn to him and he gives you his full attention. “How about we pick a couple of girls, and then you can try going on a date with them. Just to see how they can act in person” he looks at you. It almost looks as if he’s examining your features but you shrug it of. “Please? Come on, this is the best way to find out how they can talk with your parents!” You fold your hands together and give him your best puppy eyes. You can’t help but love playing match maker, even if somewhere deep down you feel an unsettling gush of sadness. You push it aside.

He continues to look at you for another moment. And you swear you saw his eyes flicker to your lips once or twice. “Fine. I’ll do it- if your there with me” he leans back at takes his phone out. “What? Why? It would really be considered a date if I’m there” he looks up from his phone to glance at you. “It’s not supposed to be a date, it’s supposed to be an interview” you deadpan at him. “You really are ridiculous” you then pull your phone back up to look through more profiles with him.

•••

It’s currently [1:47] in the morning and you and jeno had ended up in the same position you started in. Except this time you cuddle closer into him and he pulls you as close as possible; complaining that “it’s cold”.

“Ok here, we can add this one too. It says [hi, I’m Hyebin! I work as an interior designer, I love bike rides and jogging. My favorite season is autumn, I also love watching anime and cars, I have a terrible sense of direction and I’m allergic to ca….ts]” your voice was sleepily and almost at a hum. It was music to jeno’s ears. Your head pressed to his chest and your hair smells like rain wood, probably your shampoo.

“What! No, how can you be allergic to cats?”

You laugh at his reaction. “Jen… your allergic to cat, besides, Shes never going to meet your cats, it’ll be fine- you two have everything else in common. I’m adding her” you add the profile and shoot her a text about meeting up tomorrow afternoon for an ‘date’. He didn’t like that you kept calling it that, but he wouldn’t say anything. It began to get quiet. The faint sound of rain hitting the glass. The dimly lit room and the air conditioning was blasting for some reason. The mood felt so cozy and his heart began to race- along with yours.

When you send the text you put your phone down and wiggle to get comfortable under the Blanket he has you two wrapped up in. “You tired?” He asks warping an arm around your frame. “Mm no” you’re already dosing off and he chuckles lightly. “All these girls seem perfect Jen.” You add.

He loved when you’d call him that. It felt so intimate to him. But it wasn’t, it was normal between best friends. Normal. Not weird.

“I don’t like her” he argues, closing his eyes. You can feel him trying to match his breathing with yours. You continue to lull yourself to sleep as jeno begins to rub your back. “She’s literally perfect for you” you whisper. You’re basically asleep now. You mouth open and your body limp, all you weight was on him and he loved it. He loved the feeling you you against him. He loved that fact that you feel safe enough to fall asleep in his arms.

He loved…

You.

“But she’s not you” he replied. He knew you couldn’t hear him, to far gone in sleep to register his words. But he felt a load of weight and worry leave his body when he voiced those words.

They aren’t you.

•••

[6:36pm] February 13th

The next day you met up with Jeno at modern cafe. When you walked through the door your eyes immediately find him. He’s dressed in a buttoned up shirt and slacks. It wasn’t unusual for him to dress like this, but you noticed his hair was given more attention then what your used to. You slide into the booth across from him.

Jeno looked up from his phone to see you smiling at him. Your cheek bones lift and your eyes squint. He can’t help but do the same. “You look nice” he compliments and you smile wider. “Me? Your the one you did your hair all.. fancy” you laugh when he reaches to touch the strains that fall in front if his face.

“Okay! So I’ll be at the table over there..” you begin. “So you know where I am if you need anything. Eunchan is the first to come, she should be here in like five minutes” you show him the texts between you and the other girl he couldn’t care less about. “No, no stay at the booth with me. This isn’t a date remember? It’s just an-“

“-Interview I know, but it’s between you and her. This has nothing to do with me”

It has EVERYTHING to do with you actually.

“I’ll leave…” he threatens, his arms crossing over his chest, and you can see his sleeve stretching to accommodate his arms. “You are such a child! Why can’t you have a 30 minute conversation alone with a women?”

You cross your arms to mimic him, but it only pushes your chest up. And he smirks at you. “If that women is you or my mom, yes. But other then that.. absolutely not” he shakes his head. You narrow your eyes at him, foot taping at the floor as you think. “Fine.” Your tone was sharp. And he can tell your getting frustrated.

How have you not put it together yet!?

[6:58pm]

You quickly slide out of the both and next to him. He watches you move and smiles and you slouch next to him. He absentmindedly leans into you. “You smell good”

It was a simple comment, but it had your heart skipping multiple beats. You clear your throat and sit up. “Thank you… your cologne smells good too…” you don’t look at him, but his eyes are on you. “Just my cologne? Not me?” He chuckles, but when he realizes your eyes are not on his, he followed your line of sight. you nudge him in the arm and squeal. “She’s here! Okay okay, relax!” You take two deep breaths as a beautiful women makes her way towards the table you and Jeno both sit up.

“Hi! You must be Y/n?” She sits down. Her hair was long and light, almost a orange colour, but it looked natural. She was gorgeous, her makeup simple and done to perfection. She sat with confidence and her earrings dangled when she moves her head, you admire her as she greets jeno, missing the words they exchange. She’s so beautiful, prettier then you; you thought. “Hi! Yes I’m y/n and this is Jeno” you gesture toward Gina ms he smiles to her. You can tell she finds him very attractive, and how could you blame her?

“So, I hear your looking for a “girlfriend” for a dinner with your parents?” She asks looking to Jeno. He looks at you then back to her. “Yes, I’m trying to find someone before tomorrow night”

“Valentines day?”

“Yes”

You watch them talk for a couple minutes. The feeling you had been stuffing down seemed to be overflowing.

She is literally perfect. They would look so perfect together. They might even end up getting together for real after the dinner. His parents would probably love her. And Jeno would probably come to you for advice with her all the time. And even if it killed you, you would give it to him because you love him. And if they ever got married- you would be there to cheer him on even if the sight of him placing a ring on another woman would literally kill you. Your best friend Jeno would always talk about how he found the ‘love of his life’ through fake dating. It would be a cute story to tell at parties or celebrations.

The thought of him spending his life with another women made the best of your neck hot. And your head hurt thinking about how he would be an Amazing dad…

Why do you even care!?

Why would him being with another person hurt YOU!? Your his best friend nothing more- But why do you wish it was you sitting across from him? Why do you wish it was you he wanted to bring to meet his parents? Or wishing you could be the one he would put a ring on?

Oh…

You’ve truly been avoiding it, because you didn’t want to face how he makes you feel… but here you are. Lost in thought- bathing in in your feelings. They’ve always been there, but now they are downing you.

You want him.

Like really want him.

Realizing that your not just attracted to him, but you can truly see a future with him.

Him.

Jeno.

Your best friend jeno…

You find yourself fidgeting with your rings while they talk, your brain feels foggy and you can’t bring yourself to look up. You tried to pay attention but your mind would just build with thought of them being together and you felt as if you would throw up.

But you have done it. You have realized that you love Jeno… now what? What do you do now? Say something? Confront him? Be honest?

“….Well this was fun anyway. I’m glad I had the chance to talk to you. And I wish you good luck with your parents” you lift your head to see the different, darker haired women make her way out of the cafe. You then turn to jeno, who’s looking at you. “What the hell happened I spaced out for two minutes!?”

Actually it’s been almost an hour; he thought,

Fifthy three minutes of you spacing out. Something was definitely wrong. he began to worry when he nudged your foot mid conversation, but you didn’t even flinch. Decided he should end it quickly with Hyebin, giving the second women a random excuse as to why she wouldn’t fit.

“She said she was a terrible lair, can’t have her revealing info, ya’know?” he shrugged and slouched down in his seat. “We should order food” he adds before you can scold him. Hoping food will fix whatever headspace your in right now.

You would never say this out loud, but your glad she’s gone. Her presence made you want to jump out if the nearest window and run home- never to be seen again. “Jeno…” he places down the menu to look at you. “Hm?” You finally turn to him. “Why are you being so difficult? Why won’t you pick a girl? It’s so simple, but you seem to care a lot about it” you ask genuinely. He thinks for a moment and you wait patiently.

“I don’t want just anyone meeting my parents. They mean a lot to me, and I don’t need a random women meeting them” he explains, while continuing to look through the menu. “Oh” you nod. Not wanting to ask him too many questions.

You can’t seem to focus on anything. Not when the only thing going through your mind is Jeno.

‘Jeno’

“Yes?” You turn to him when he responds to what you thought… were your thoughts.

What?

“What?”

“You said my name?” He leans in questionably, trying to find your eyes, but you refuse to look at him. “I did?” You turn away from him, grabbing a menu form the table to act like your looking for food.

“You did… are you feeling okay?” He continues to move his head in Front of yours; so you’ll look at him. When you finally do, your heart stops. He is so handsome so beautiful- no, breathtaking. His eyebrows pinch together, you can tell he’s worried. You don’t want him to be worried about you, not right now. “Yes I’m… No actually I’m not feeling well and I should probably get going. You seem to be doing well without me anyway” You place the menu down on the glossy wooden table in front of you and begin to get up.

You stop when Jeno’s hand wraps around you forearm. “Wait, do you want me to come with you? Is it your stomach? I can make you some ramen” He looks desperate and worried. So you put on your best ‘I’m fine’ face and tug your hand away. Your skin felt tingly where he had touched you, and the thought of him making physical contact with you again gave you butterflies. And you can’t think straight. “Nope, I’ll be fine. Your next runner up should be here in like 15 minutes? She’ll text you” his jaw tightened and his brows knitted.

“I don’t want to do this without you” he grabs at your wrist this time. The tension slowly raising with each respons.

What the heck is going on with you?

“Why? What changes whether I’m here or not?” You try to laugh but you can’t. So you just fake a smile. “Y/n please, don’t go. Your hiding something, I’m not stupid” his voice seemed more stern this time. “I’m fine. Text me after- and let me know how it goes” you smile once more before running of.

“Y/n-“

Jeno won’t chase you. He knows he can’t get you to stay and he wouldn’t want to force you, but it doesn’t stop him from trying to call out for you anyway.

[7:46pm]

•••

When you opened the door to your dorm your faced with your roommate Harim and her boyfriend jaemin. They were watching tv on the couch and you smiled to them before turning to your room.

“You okay y/n?”

Harim, is a nice roommate, really! But sometimes she can be a bit nosey. Not it a bad way, she just wants to know how I’m doing. She’s very empathic or whatever. So when she asked that question; you were scared to answer.

“I’m all good, just a little overwhelmed… need to be alone with my thoughts” you wave too her and jaemin. He gives you a look before smiling back. “Okay! If you need anything we are here”

…

You close the door to the bathroom and turn on the faucet. Then you lean against the counter to examine yourself in the mirror.

This is ridiculous…. Why is this such a big deal to you? The feelings have always been there… but now your freaking out like a child because you decided to address them!? You feel so stupid.

Telling him could possibly ruin Everything. That’s what everyone always says in movies… but now you truly understand the feeling.

‘Fuck this is so stupid.’ You thought.

…

When you finally leave your room, after what felt like hours of you contemplating on whether or not you should tell jeno the truth; you walk into an empty living room. Your roommate and Jaemin must have left. So you find yourself on the couch to relax and watch tv. Searching through shows that don’t involve the main character falling in love with her best friend. You end up watching some cheesy old chick flick that you’ve never seen before. You feel your phone buzz, the vibration affecting the rest of the couch. It was jeno, you pick up the phone and open the text.

You didn’t even realize how late it was again. [12:13] have you really been doing absolutely nothing for almost 6 hours!?

Man child

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|| Man child -

Hey, interviews are over

|| Man child -

lm omw. I got takeout

- You ||

Alright!

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You sit up and look around the living room. You’ve never cared wether or not it was clean before he came over before… so why now?

You spring to your feet and begin picking up plates and some cups to put them in the sink. Busying yourself with cleaning the dorm when you hear a pin being entered into your front door and the sound of the handle clicking. “Y/n?”

“In the kitchen!” You yell out to him while place the last cup on the drying rack. You can smell the food before you even see the bag. When jeno spears from behind the corner you shoot him a smile. He grins at you then places the food on the table. He’s wearing sweatpants and a hoodie now. But he looked just as good as he did at the cafe. “Are you feeling better?” He asks turning to you while leaning on the granite counter.

He’s hoping it’s not awkward after that weird conversation at the cafe. He had wondered what had gotten into you. To busy with that thought to care much about the girl across from him.

“Mhm much better” you examine every inch of him. His face, his hair, his hands. And he watches you space out. “So what got you feeling unwell?” He asks, pushing himself off the counter and slowly nearing towards you. “First, how did the interviews go?” You place the towel you were using to dry your hand in the counter

“No, Why did you leave me?” He insists and you give in. With a big sigh you ready yourself to tell him the truth… tell him what he wants to hear*

“Sorry, I was just feeling a little overstimulated, I’m not sure why” yes the hell you did. “But I just needed some time alone” you continue and he listens with a soft smile.

“Don’t apologize pretty... Did you figure out why you were feeling overwhelmed?” He asks, his hand coming to move hair from your face. The action wasn’t supposed to make you feel the way you did. This is normal between you two… not weird… you aren’t supposed to be this affected.

You are so beautiful; he thought. Your in comfortable clothes now, but he thinks you look ten times better then at the cafe. If he didn’t have half a mind, he would kiss you right now.

“Yeah” you unintentionally lean into his palm when he tucks the hair behind you ear. Your eyes close in the process and he freezes. You looked like a cat, feeding into his touch. He caressed your face while smiling down at you.

“Yeah? … What was it?” He ask, taking his chances and taking a step closer. Your thighs touching his, before he wraps his arms around you, bringing you into a warm hug; which you reciprocate.

“You…”

You didn’t mean to say it, but you didn’t really seem to care what left your mouth when he was holding you. You felt safe.

“Me!?” He tries to pull away but you refuse.

“Please don’t let go” you grip tighter around him. Digging your face into his chest. “I was overwhelming you!?” He asks. His hands stay open, no longer loading into you. Jeno just watches you closely, but you won’t move.

“No, I mean.. it wasn’t anything you did”

“What does that mean? Are you upset with me? Is that why you left?”

“No. Jeno please just hold me for a moment” you finally look up at him. Your eyes pleading him to hug you. How could he refuse. His big arms wrap around you, squeezing you into him further. You can hear his heart beating, faster then normal. He continues to look down at you. He watches you stare at him.

“Jeno?”

“Y/n”

“Can I be the one you bring to meet your parents?” He can’t help but beam at the question. He felt giddy and light. He doesn’t care about anything right now, the only thought in is head is you.

“Finally…” he muttered. You feel like his head is moving closer to yours, but maybe that’s just your mind laying tricks on you.

“Finally? What does that mean? Is that a yes or a no?” You punch your eyebrows together and try your best to keep eye contact with him. “You don’t get it do you?”

“Get what?” You are about to pull away to ask another question, but Jenos hands move from your back to your hips and you can feel your body heat up. “Y/n you are quite oblivious” his head is definitely moving closer to yours. His eyes are stationed on your lips and yours on his. “Jeno?” he getting unbelievably closer, you begin to hold your breath, grabbing his forearms for leverage. “Y/n”

“Are you going to kiss me?” You watch his face closely.

“As soon as you say the words princess”

You let out a sigh and lift your hands to hold his face. “‘The words’” you whisper and he didn’t even get the time to laugh, your lips attached to his immediately. One of his hands come to cup you face. His lips are soft and it feels like a movie. I know it’s sounds cheesy, but the moon was so bright through your windows and the sound of wind could be heard from inside the apartment.

[12:59]

He tries pull away but you won’t allow him. Your lips chase his and he smiles into you. “Y/n”

“Yes?” You look up at him when he pulls away completely. “Your going to be my valentine.” You laugh at his seriousness. “Is that a question?”

“No”

He leans in again to peck a your lips

“Please. Let. Me. Take. You. To. The. Bedroom.” He asks between each kiss. “I haven’t even said it yet jeno”

He pulls away. “Said what?”

“That I like you, and I think that there’s definitely something between us” you joke, bitting your lip, and being as dramatic as possible.

“Congrats… You were the last to realize” he laughs when your face drops.

“Wait- are you serious?” He lets another laugh leave him.

“Happy Valentine’s Day y/n”

[1:01am] February 14th

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starcurtain · 3 months

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Another Haikaveh Fanfic I Want to Read

It's a 5+1 compilation but it's just all the super soft, embarrassingly domestic moments Alhaitham is daydreaming will happen after he and Kaveh finally get together (he is certain this is going to happen someday)... Plus the timeskip where the best one actually comes true, of course!

#genshin impact #alhaitham #kaveh #haikaveh #kavetham #pining alhaitham #is my actual jam #you cannot tell me this guy #doesn't zone out while reading in his living room #and come up with the most detailed imaginary scenarios #where Kaveh wakes him up with butterfly kisses #doesn't wait by the door kind of hoping #that one day Kaveh will do that 'So rushed I gave my roommate a goodbye kiss' trope #doesn't drop drunk Kaveh in his bed and dream that one day #Kaveh will pull on his glove and ask him to stay the night #just so that no one has to sleep alone #Do you see my vision???#this seems like the kind of fic that would already exist #if it does help a girl out

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fo-bloodyrose · 14 days

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Imagine scrolling through your social media, and then you stumble upon the hardest hitting art of a canon ship of your f/o that makes you uncomfortable, or even hurts you. You might be feeling very hurt, but suddenly, you feel a familiar embrace around you. It's your f/o, here to remind you that you are their number one, and that they only love you. They lay you down into your bed and cuddle with you with all their warmth and love, reassuring you that they would choose you over anyone else they may have in their source. Your f/o will not let go until they make you unsee the hurtful image, and they maybe won't let go even after that.

Proshippers, anti self shippers, etc. DNI

#based off a dream i had a few days ago when a new f/o cuddled with me to make me forget seeing a canon ship that triggers me very badly #f/o #f/o community #self ship #self shipping #self shipping community #f/o scenarios #f/o imagines #self ship imagine #imagine your f/o

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dongfuck · 2 years

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Elevator - l.dh

pairing: neighbour!haechan x fem reader

genre: smut, slight angst (it’s not a dongfuck fic without angst and you know it.)

warnings: thigh riding, blowjob, hair pulling, teasing, deep throating, dick biting (um), edging, choking, pussy hurting, lots of aggressiveness, degradation, slight exhibitionism

wc: 2.5k

note: (spoiler!!) the ending is what most of my fics are like so don’t get disappointed!! also, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE MOST PERFECT HUMAN BEING ALIVE, LEE DONGHYUCK!!!

you didn’t know getting stuck in an elevator with your hot neighbour would lead to something as impossible as this. the most you guys had interacted with each other was as much as a small introduction when he first moved to the empty house next to you.

“we should probably call for help.” you tried to convince haechan that calling for help was the best option at the moment. “i don’t want to though. and i know you don’t either.” he said. the distance between you two was ideal… well at least it seemed like it. all you wanted right now was to walk closer to him and give him a huge kiss on the cheek. he looks like someone who’d enjoy things like that. “right. i… i don’t.” haechan raised both of his eyebrows at your honesty before taking a few steps closer to you until he was right in front of you.

to be completely honest, you felt a little excited when he moved. which explains why you didn’t flinch when he held your waist with both of his hands, nor when he lifted your chin to meet your eyes. “i always knew you were beautiful, but you look even better up close,” he took a second between his sentence, leaned his mouth closer to your left ear and whispered, “although… i bet you look the best when you’re on your knees for me.” even the simplest things he say or do could make you fold in seconds and you were sure your panties were soaked by now. you had to play along though.

“why don’t you find out for yourself?” there was a small smirk playing on your lips as you stared at the pretty moles on his neck, biting back the urge to suck them until they’re all purple and red. pulling back slightly, haechan scanned your face for any signs of doubt or hesitance before silencing you with a simple “i will.”

your lips were pressed against each other right after as you reached a hand behind his head and tugged on the bottom of his hair. “fuck you.” you muttered lowly through the kiss, haechan humming in response. he took a hand from your waist and slid it over your bare thighs dangerously close to wear you needed him the most from under your skirt. he noticed the way you whimpered when he rubbed a finger over your soaked panties. “you okay with this?” haechan questioned after pulling away abruptly. “please…” there were only so many words that your brain could think of at the moment and you hoped you wouldn’t be embarrassing yourself later on.

“what’re you asking for, love? i need to know…” the hand that was previously on your thighs were now at the back of your neck as he squeezed harder on it with every second passing. “i— i… you, your- your fingers, your d— anything, just anything please!” it took everything in you to finally meet his eyes with yours starting to form tears from the lack of touch. “are you really okay with anything?” he pulled your body closer to his. “yes— a-anything…” your voice subconsciously turned into a hushed whisper at his ministrations. “alright then. i’ll give you anything.”

haechan pulled you to the floor with him as he leaned on one of the steel walls. you looked at him with a questionable look on your face, silently judging his actions. was he gonna fuck you on the floor? noticing your lack of movement, haechan chuckled lowly before patting his right thigh. “sit.” he said as he watched you crawl your way to him. “what’re you gonna do?” you asked seductively. all whilst taking place on his thigh. he ignored your question and proceeded to push your panties aside with two of his slender fingers and let your bare pussy make contact with the clad of his black jeans.

you whimpered softly at the contact and quickly covered your mouth with one of your hands. haechan had a mock surprised look on his perfect face but he pretended as if he didn’t just hear the sound you made. “ride it.” said haechan. “y-your thigh?” you didn’t know what’s gotten into you. you were all bold a second ago and now all your confidence had gone down the drain. “precisely.”

you hesitated for a second (since it was your first time riding someone’s thigh) but tried anyways. your hips moved awkwardly on him and you took note of the way haechan laughed silently at you. “are you an amateur? you’re not doing it right.” he placed his hands on your waist and began moving you himself. back and forth. and dang, you didn’t know shit like this felt good. all of the guys you’d slept with had only asked you to suck their dick off, fuck you and then leave 10 minutes later. now you felt like you were actually acknowledged for once. “oh, fuck…” you sighed and threw your head back in pleasure as you started to move your hips yourself.

“feel good?” you hummed as a response and at that moment you were sure this wasn’t going to be the last time you’re doing this with your neighbour. you placed your hands on haechan’s shoulder and squeezed them in your palms tightly, you knew that you were close. “you’re gonna get my jeans wet, baby.” he eyed the stain that was already forming on his jeans, favourite jeans to be exact. “do you even know my name, lee donghyuck?” you shut your eyes as another groan left your lips. “nope. but you’re gonna get this dry cleaned for me.” he frowned. “oh definitely, kind s— fucking hell!” a wave of pleasure went over you and you felt like you were on thin air.

everything was turning black and your head was clouded with nothing but pleasure. your head fell on haechan’s shoulder as you breathed heavily in hopes of getting enough air in your lungs. there was suddenly a scoff from above you and the hand that was on your waist tightened. “you came,” he scoffed again. “that was barely anything and you came? how long has it been since you slept with someone?” you honestly felt like you were gonna slap him across his face until his features are all scrambled but you were too out of your mind to even form any words. “can you get up? or are you too fucked out to even do that?” again, you kept yourself from responding to his teasing. “night’s still young and i’m fucking hard. don’t get tired on me now, hm?” he rubbed your back softly and stroked your hair with his right hand.

“i— i wanna fucking kill you—” was what you wanted to say but you had to bite your tongue back before things get worst. “i wanna take care of you…” you bit your lip gently. “you do? but it’s our first time though? i want to take care of you— i mean i wouldn’t call it taking care but—” before he could even finish his sentence, you got up from your position and stood over him. “it’s that or nothing.” you glared at him from above and jutted your bottom lip out a little. “i— fine…” he too, got up from the floor and stood by you. “you’re gonna take care of me good, right angel?” his eyes turned soft at the sight of you. “of course.”

barely 3 seconds had passed and you were already on your knees for him, taking his belt off desperately. you pushed haechan’s jeans to his ankle and admired the print of his dick from his boxers. he was… huge. you weren’t even sure if this was gonna fit in your mouth, even more so, your pussy. palming him over his underwear, you traced the lines with your pointer finger as you scanned his face for any signs of displeasure. after confirming there were none, you took a deep breath and pushed his boxers to join his jeans that were pooling at the bottom of his legs.

his erection sprang out of the confines of his boxers and hit the tip of your nose cutely. despite the act, you refrained yourself from flinching as your eyes widened at his size that was standing proud and tall in front of your glassy eyes. “it was made to fit so don’t worry.” he pushed your hair out of your face and smiled sweetly at you. after the reassurance, you gulped a lump of saliva down your throat before kissing the tip of his cock. a sigh was heard from the boy above you. moving lower to the underside of it, you licked a long stripe along the length and sucked on the head aggressively. “shit—!” that’s for calling me an amateur. you took your time to get everything into your tight mouth but slowly, you surely got there. you started bobbing your head up and down his cock as haechan grabs a fistful of your hair. roughly tugging at it.

after you thought that he’d had enough, you widened your mouth by a fraction and bit softly at the heavy thing. “fuck! what the fuck was that for?!” haechan lifted your head to meet his eyes and from this angle, you could see how hot this man was. and also how red he got. both from the pleasure and the pain. that’s for forgetting my name, asshole. you ignored his question and kept moving your head as you kept the eye contact with him. his hand that was gripping your hair turned into small rubs as he let out strings of moans mixed with low groans. “s-so warm… so tight…” he muttered incoherent words that didn’t go unheard by you.

abruptly, you popped off his cock and replaced your mouth with your palm and began jerking him off while you quietly sucked on his heavy sack. “mmh t-there…” he said when you sucked in both of his balls into your mouth and constantly moved your tongue. “fuck no, no. t-this— this please.” haechan pulled you up by your hair before pushing his length deeply into your throat. you tried to refrain yourself from gagging but his cock was so deep inside your throat that you couldn’t help but almost choke on it. “fuck!” he shrieked at the feeling of your throat tightening on him. he took another hand and started fucking your throat mercilessly. tears were already forming in your eyes by now, ready to fall.

“don’t cry on me now, darl— fuck— are you that w-weak?” he tried to breathe out a laugh but failed when you tugged at his balls roughly and glared at him. and that’s for making fun of me. “you—! you could’ve been a little nicer…” he pouted at you. you throat was still getting fucked on his dick though. it doesn’t seem like he’s gonna stop until he cums. “wait i— i think i’m close… fuck! so fucking c-close…” he shut his eyes and threw his head back with his mouth agape. oh how you wished you could see this view from above. you saw the way his legs shook and you can confirm that he’s about to come any time soon now.

now that you think about it, maybe you could have a little fun if you, i don’t know, edge him?

his grip on your head loosened for a second and you knew this was the perfect time to pull away. and so you did. you pulled off his cock and looked up and him before smiling cutely once he looked down at you. “what the fuck, neighbour!” he exclaimed with his brows furrowed. “it’s y/n thank you very much.” you rolled your eyes at him before standing up and wiping saliva off your lips. plus, you also helped him put his jeans back on and even buckled his belt for him. how nice you are. “didn’t you say you were gonna ‘take care’ of me just a second ago?” he took a step closer to you, you didn’t move an inch though. “you were being a jerk. so i had to do what i had to do, you know?” you shrugged at him and leaned back on the elevator door with your arms crossed.

haechan’s face was still red but this time, it was from anger. he was fuming with rage. not only from you edging him, but because of your actions too. you could almost see the smoke coming out of his ears. taking another step towards you, he lifted a hand and trapped you to the door with it wrapping your neck tightly. at that, you felt a hot stream of wetness sliding down your thigh. fuck. now is not the time. not the time at all. haechan probably noticed it cause the next thing he said had you a blushing mess. “i didn’t know you were so kinky, y/n.” well at least he got your name right.

“you like this, don’t you? getting scolded and hurt? it turns you on doesn’t it?” he laughed as he tightened his grip on your neck. “h-haech… an…” you rolled your eyes back when he lifted a leg and nudged at your clit. “i wanna ruin you so bad…” he continued pressing on your clit harshly, hurting it subconsciously. “use you, turn you into my personal fuck toy— or maybe even cum dump, who knows?”

your eyes were ringing from the pressure of his hand on your throat and the constant nudging at your pussy. you slowly opened your eyes and averted your attention to the top corner of the space. a cctv camera. with a small dot of red blinking light. fuck. has someone been watching the two of you in here? “what are you looking at?” he questioned before following your gaze and judging by the look on his face, he was thinking of the same thing as you were. “oh fuck.”

just then, the door of the elevator opened and you almost fell but luckily haechan caught you before you could. on the other side of the door stood 3 men. the owner of the place, your other neighbour, chenle who is also friends with haechan, and a repairer… maybe. “what the fuck were you two doing.” chenle stated blankly with bread in his mouth as his eyes moved to the wetness pooling on the floor along with the stain on haechan’s black jeans. it didn’t seem like he was genuinely curious though.

“i’m moving out first thing tomorrow.” you and haechan said in unison.

side note: okay okay i know it’s been a while since i’ve wrote anything but i just reallyyy don’t have the time :(( i am terribly sorry if i offended anyone’s feelings by my absence (especially my moots) but i do hope y’all understand the situation i’m in rn!! lots of love 💗

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