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holdinbacksecrets · 1 month

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keep you warm — l.dh

relationships are scary, and donghyuck ran away from yours. 18+ suggestive

you can’t get yourself to fall asleep. the time that’s passed since his body laid beside yours—stayed through the night—has been so long. it was becoming harder to hold onto the memory, and you couldn’t write it down again. journal page after journal page held every detail you remembered, turning them over again in your mind until you felt a familiar warmth in your heart again. you feel so cold without him. it’s been too long since you created the warmth on your own.

there was no hope to be found in you this week. the days blended together: waking up before your alarm, dragging yourself through the hours at work, and pushing yourself through evening runs in an attempt to sweat out the feelings. it worked for those 40 minutes spent in a pair of hokas before finding yourself on your balcony again, hair wet, a cool breeze brushing your skin like a promise to never let you down.

the glass of wine is filled a second time, and you watch the maroon liquid slosh around the glass as your head falls to the side. you haven’t drank since your brother’s wedding. years have passed since that night, so much has changed.

your knees knock together, feet resting on the coffee table, and you pinch the moon between your fingers. you imagine its dust on your skin, wondering how long the particles would linger before disappearing, washing away.

you hope he doesn’t completely disappear. the truth of those words has become harder to admit to yourself as feelings deepen. a heart truly grows fonder through distance, but the shadowed insanity has sharp claws. it draws blood, makes you sick and unable to eat.

you reach for the glass and head inside. the liquid disappears down the drain along with what remains in the bottle. you search for tea. something herbal. craving the warmth between your hands. craving the feeling of it traveling down your throat. needing something softer coating your mouth. something that won’t unravel the sweet dreams you anticipate.

the knock comes while you’re leaning against the kitchen counter, gaze set on the time ticking down—neon numbers on the microwave. you don’t have to move to know it’s him. you wonder how impulsive this decision was. how long he sat in his car debating coming up, using the key that lets him in your building. did he feel guilty pulling it out? did he think about the time that’s passed since he last felt its curved metal between his fingers?

you reach the door and the microwave begins to beep. the lock is turned, and you swallow hard.

he’s standing outside your door, and the brown of his eyes looks softer than before. he’s wearing glasses and a hoodie you know to be incredibly soft. his hair is long, nearly curtaining his eyes, definitely hiding his brows.

your cheek meets the door, wondering if he’ll speak before you step back and let him in. he has to say something. he has to know this isn’t ok. that it fucking hurts.

his tongue wets his lips and he takes you in. his eyes roam your face for so long. they run over your features repeatedly before staying on the eyes he sees in his own dreams.

“should i have called first?”

he looks uncertain. it’s a foreign face to see him wear. the twisting of his ring is subconscious while he waits. it would be so easy to break, to reach for him.

“it’s ok.” your smile is tight lipped, half hidden by the hinged metal.

“i’m sorry for disappearing.”

with that, you step back and let him inside.

he slips out of his shoes and you lock the door, heading for the kitchen to retrieve your tea and fill a glass of water for him. this scene has been lived a hundred times but never so quiet.

“why did you?” you ask holding out the glass. his fingertips brush yours. warm. the mug of tea is a sad attempt at recreating the feeling.

he follows you to the living room, settling into the couch because he knows you’ll take the large, green chair. he’s only found you there more times than he can count. it’s like your resting place, your recharge zone—a place of tried and true comfort. his comfort holds uncertainty.

“the honest answer is fear and …discomfort.”

“did i make you uncomfortable?” your eyebrows raise before taking the first sip and tucking your legs beneath you.

“no! no. that’s not it at all. i just- we became so close, and the feelings… the realest feelings. i doubted myself and filled in all the blank spaces.”

“blank spaces?” you ask when a silence fills the room.

“i imagined all your wants from me… for us. i decided i couldn’t give them to you even though i never asked what they are. i think- i know some are clear, but not all the details…” he looks afraid. he looks so small, smaller than you’ve ever seen him. it freaks you out. you want to comfort him. you want to make it all better, but you have to listen first. you have to gather the answers. otherwise it’s not fair.

“if you had asked, do you think my answers would’ve made you disappear too?”

“i can’t know that for sure, and i’m sorry if that hurts to hear because… fuck i don’t want to hurt you. i make all my decisions with you in mind. i’ve never done that before.”

“i know, it’s scary. it’s really scary to feel yourself starting to intertwine with someone, bend to them, have unwavering consideration appear and stay.”

he smiles then. “you’ve always been so much better than me with words.”

you shake your head, drinking more of the tea. “i overthink. i dissect.” i’m stained by words unsaid. i keep words that were never meant for me, and yet i crave them. i crave to offer you the right ones. i envision perfection. my perfection. for you.

“do you dissect this? me?”

“of course i do.” the honesty has always been too easy with him, and it’s here despite the distance, despite the rocky uneasiness you’re walking through—addressing head on.

“i’m sorry it happened this way. that i did what i did knowing your history. i don’t want to let you down—be like the last disappointment.” he tried so many times to call you. he sat in the parking garage and worried you’d see him as if seeing each other wasn’t the whole point.

you finish your tea, swallowing the warmth and barely feeling it past the back of your throat.

“i want to say you don’t have to apologize. in the same breath, thank you for doing it. i want you here. that’s impossible to deny, but it’s fucking scary, donghyuck. i’m so fucking terrified of wanting you— the fact that i do is having a hard time settling in. it’s not easy to accept.” because you know what it looks like. you know the carefree person you become within it, and you don’t want to lose her again.

he knows what you mean. you’ve laid together, half-dressed, and filled your dark room with honesty. he asked you questions you’ve never heard before, never meant for you. your answers were important, and everything you said has been remembered: the fear is impossible for him to forget.

“we’re both afraid.” his gaze holds so much love you feel yourself start to cry, and he’s leaning forward immediately, reaching for you. “baby, come here.”

a sob breaks free when your bodies meet. when the touch you’ve been craving is finally known again as you melt into him.

“i don’t want to be afraid to love you.”

he doesn’t tense at your words. if anything, he feels lighter. donghyuck knows to be your solid ground is all he wants.

“doing it together sounds like the right way to start, hmm?” his lips meet your forehead, and you nod against his chest.

“you can never do that again, though. you have to tell me, and i’ll tell you too because neither one of us deserve the guessing game. it’s sour and heavy and i can’t lose the sleep. not because of that. i won’t do it again.” the last thing your words are is harsh. they’re coated in yearning. they’re relieving to share, and he feels the care you have for him stick to his skin. it’s insane to think he let himself believe he wouldn’t be safe with you, but those middle-of-the-night thoughts are never on our side.

“i won’t. i’ll annoy you with all the communication.”

“please, it’s an aphrodisiac.”

he laughs then. finally. you’re set alight, feeling euphoric as his chest vibrates against your cheek. “i’m so in love with you.”

your lips part. “say it again.”

“sweetheart, i’m so in love with you.”

you pull away from him, dropping your hand to his cheek, fingertips meeting moles. searching his eyes until your vision blurs with tears, caught beneath his thumb. “i love you. i’ve loved you since the night in the corner store.”

“that long?” his voice is so emotional, breaking at the end, and you finally realize it: he doesn’t think he deserves this.

“that long. i knew. it was impossible to miss.”

“to miss?”

“donghyuck, you’re so easy to love. i feel so lucky to love you.”

an exhale sinks his shoulders. you kiss the apple of his cheek, feeling the first tear on your lips just before you pull away, so you kiss his eyelid next and then the other. whispering, “i can’t wait to love you loudly. i can’t wait to show you what you deserve.” and he guides your mouth to his.

your lips come together with the most emotional charge you’ve ever felt. it’s almost overwhelming, but you can’t imagine pulling away. you adjust, straddling his lap, feeling the certainty on his lips. the promise. the prayer.

it deepens as your hands sink into his hair, twirling his brown locks around your fingers. he licks into your mouth, meeting your tongue in a romantic dance. there’s no fight for dominance. there’s no urgency. it’s patient. it’s your entire bodies connecting, chests meeting. it’s all these emotions, all this relief collecting in the space where your lips touch. it’s the understanding that you have so much time, and it’s so warm.

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markiemelon · 1 year

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my everything

fluff ☁︎

hyuck x gn!reader

— {3:35am}🔭 *࿐ ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

“yn are you still awake?”

too tired to think, you don’t respond.

“ynnnnnnn why do you always fall asleep on calls?” haechan whined

you let haechan fall under the impression that you’re sound asleep.

“well you looked really pretty today at school.” he continued. “is it obsessive to like everything about you? is it obsessive to love the way your name rolls off my tongue? yn. yn. yn. yn. see??? it’s so nice… i wish you could see what you’re doing to me. yn… you’re like… you’re like my everything.”

so many butterflies filled your stomach.

“i love you, haechan.” you mumbled into your pillow.

you heard the sound of haechan’s hand slapping his mouth.

hii I’m always taking requests btw!!!!

-🍉

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saturnznct · 11 months

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play fight | ldh

➸ request from anon; hey sadie hope you’re doing well and staying safe~ i was wondering if you could do dad!haechan and his kids playfully fighting over the mum thank u so much for all your hard work

➸ note; ah tysm!! i hope this is okay, it took me ages to write this one for some reason

➸ word count:

➸ dalgun; aged 8, kyungah; aged 4, sunhee; in the womb lol

➸ warning(s); none

nct masterlist (lnks will be added later)

⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ ⋆✦⋆ ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯

You whine as you stretch, waking up gradually as you do so. You were so warm, both from being buried under the duvet covers, and being wrapped in Donghyuck’s arms.

‘Morning,’ he mumbles groggily, ‘sleep well?’

‘Mmm,’ you hum, ‘the baby moved around quite a bit.’

‘They’re getting big,’ he runs warm hands under your shirt and over your little bump.

You turn your head to face him and kiss him good morning. You turn back, Donghyuck kissing your shoulder-blade. Both of you lay dozing for a few minutes, just enjoying each others presence.

‘It’s so quiet,’ you whisper, ‘why is it so quiet?’

‘Don’t complain,’ Donghyuck grumbles, ‘you’ll jinx it.’

You turn around now properly, so that you’re facing each other, ‘just wondering what my children are up to.’

Donghyuck is too distracted by you to care, pressing kisses to your neck, ‘you’re pretty.’

‘Hyuck..’

‘I love you.’

‘I love you too, but-‘

Your bedroom door creaks open slowly, your little girl’s face appearing around it, eyes not fully open, hair sticking wildly up. Donghyuck rolls off you, acknowledging his daughter.

‘Morning, angel,’ Donghyuck lifts Kyungah up onto the bed, kissing her forehead.

‘Daddy. Mummy/mommy,’ she mumbles, ‘I just woke up.’

‘Yeah, we can tell sweetheart,’ you laugh, flattening her hair down a little, ‘did we wake you up?’

‘No, but I wanted to come lie down with you.’

‘That’s okay.. Did you sleep well?’

‘Uh-huh, I dreamt about baby sister.’

You and Donghyuck exchange a look.

‘Kyungie, we don’t know if it’s a baby sister,’ Donghyuck says carefully, but Kyungah takes no notice.

‘I just wanted to come hang out with you mummy/mommy,’ Kyungah lodges herself between you and Donghyuck, curling into your side, throwing her little arm around your bump.

Donghyuck huffs, ‘but what if I wanted to hang out with mummy/mommy?’

Kyungah giggles maniacally, ‘well you can’t.’

‘No?’ Donghyuck laughs, and Kyungah shakes her head, ‘why not?’

‘Because she’s my mummy/mommy!’

‘She’s my wife first!’

‘No,’ Kyungah protests, tugging on your sleep shirt.

‘Meanie,’ Donghyuck sticks his tongue out at the girl, staring at her for a few moments before launching himself at her in a tickle attack.

’No!’ Kyungah shrieks, giggling and squirming while Donghyuck blows raspberries where his hands aren’t.

‘Careful!’ you chuckle, shuffling away and wrapping an arm around your bump, although you knew Donghyuck would never let Kyungah get too close.

‘Daddy, stop it!’ Kyungah’s screaming with laughter at this point.

‘Hyuck, you’ll wake Dalgun,’ you warn, knowing your son would not be pleased at the disturbance.

Again, as if on cue, Dalgun trudges into the room, rubbing his eyes.

‘What’s going on?’

‘Your dad is attacking your sister.’

‘Oh,’ Dalgun flops down on the bed next to you, absentmindedly burying his face in your side.

‘Little Mummy’s/Mommy’s boy,’ Donghyuck grumbles, finally releasing Kyungah who wriggles over to you for protection.

Donghyuck whines at his children abandoning him, breaking into dramatic wails, which the children ignore to annoy him even further.

‘You both love mummy/mommy more than me,’ he cries, and the two kids just roll their eyes, ‘I bet you don’t even love me at all!’

’No daddy, I do love you,’ Kyungah sings, but Donghyuck turns away, holding his hand up at her.

’No, you’ve made your feelings very clear,’ Donghyuck huffs, crossing his arms and shaking his head.

‘Daddy no,’ Kyungah shrieks.

‘Only mummy/mommy loves me now,’ he pouts, making grabby hands towards you.

‘Hmm, questionable,’ you tease, Donghyuck looking offended.

‘No.. nobody in my family loves me… I might as well just… run away.’

Donghyuck rolls out of bed, ‘and I’ll never come back!’

‘Wait no!’ the children giggle, removing themselves from you and running out of the room to follow Donghyuck.

‘You’re coming into a madhouse, baby Lee,’ you rub your bump, stomach rumbling as you think about breakfast.

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twilghtkoo · 2 years

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“men can be pretty too.”

pairings. idol!haechan x (f) reader

genre. fluff

synopsis. both you and haechan are staying in bed in the early morning after an intimate night

when you had woken up it was still dark in the room, the suns rays peaking out from the slightly cracked curtain. the sound of the fan hanging from the ceiling playing as a white noise, since you can’t sleep in silence. but the fan also giving your bare chest goosebumps, tugging the blanket over your chest, remembering the events of last night. as you stretch your limbs, moaning at the relief that your neck and bones feel. you turn over onto your side, staring at the peaceful chocoball boy next to you. you carefully bring your hand to his hair, your fingers softly running through his locks as your hand travels down to his cheek.

you take notice how long his eyelashes are and how cute his nose is. you want to kiss every single beauty mark on his face, but scared to wake him up. with his busy schedule he needs all the rest he can get.

the urge to pee has hit you suddenly, so you carefully lean over to place a gentle kiss on his nose before you abandon his side. once you place your lips on his nose, he shuffles in his sleep, making you freeze in your spot. “baby?” he mumbles out, his voice husky and deep.

you reach your hand out to place on his bare chest. “i’m right here.” you whisper, his hand instinctively wrapping around yours, caressing the back of your hand with his thumb.

“good morning,” he faces you, his eyes still droopy from his slumber but he’s grinning at you.

how can someone be so hot yet so cute in the mornings?

“morning baby.”

“i felt you while i was sleeping,” he tells you, as he shuffles closer under the blankets to wrap his arm around your side to bring you closer to him. tangling his legs with yours as his hand moves from your waist to the curve of your ass.

“sorry, you’re just so pretty when you’re sleeping.” you admit, cupping his face as you lean in to kiss his forehead.

he scoffs, “men can’t be pretty.”

you frown, “yes huh. men can be pretty too.” you argue, poking his tummy.

he groans, “i know. thank you.” he sighs contentedly, basking in your presence. he’s missed you.

but he’s glad you got here safely to surprise him and stay with him for a couple days, making this tour feel like home. recalling how the boys kept teasing him about being all gloomy and moody, and completely love sick.

“you’re prettier though.” he tells you, he digs his head into the crook of your neck, making you giggle.

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itdreamie · 2 years

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TRAPPED!

pairings: donghyuck x you

genre: enemies to lovers, older brothers best friend, angst, (fluff at end)

tw: shitty parents, drinking, arguing

word count: 5.2k

synopsis: you’d grown up with lee donghyuck, him being your older brother mark’s best friend. but this didn’t that mean you automatically liked him, in fact, you felt quite the opposite. as did he. he was everything you hated about a person, he was loud, obnoxious, selfish and quite frankly, really fucking rude. you were absolutely sick of him. that was until your eighteenth birthday.

THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION.

STRIKE 1: THE FAMILY VACATION

You were fifteen when you’d finally decided that you hated Lee Donghyuck. Before that, you’d have just said the two of you didn’t really get a long but could tolerate each other in small doses. Sometimes you could even share a laugh with him when your brother did something stupid, or he’d make a joke that actually made you giggle. But the long car journey to your lake cabin had destroyed any part of you that had been able to tolerate him in the slightest. Four hours, you’d been stuck in a car with him, your parents and Mark. Your parents had been kind enough to allow both you and your brother to bring a long a friend to your lake cabin that summer. Mark had obviously invited Donghyuck, whilst you’d invited one of your friends who couldn’t make it at the last minute. You felt desperately alone despite being cramped in the back next to your brother, and Donghyuck who insisted that you sit in the middle because you were the smallest, but you knew it was because he could annoy you as much as he could.

Twenty minutes into the journey was where you could feel your patience begin to wear down. Donghyuck had been talking the whole time, about how he’d gotten gotten a summer job and how he’d gotten into a good college and his scholarship for the baseball team and how amazing his grades were and how amazing he was and how amazing everything he did was. You rolled your eyes at every word that came out of his mouth. Your parents didn’t seem to see it though, they really did think he was amazing. You interrupted your mothers next question to Donghyuck by asking your dad how long left of the journey there was. Your mother turned and scowled at you.

“Still a while honey, it’ll go quick though.” Your dad made everything better. He was your rock. Even his voice made you feel better. Mark shuffled next to you, pushing you into Donghyuck’s side. “Aww did you want to be closer to me? That’s cute.” Donghyuck teased you, “In your dreams.” You said as you pushed away from him, subsequently pushing Mark closer into the door. Mark knew how much Donghyuck annoyed you and was sad that his little sister and best friend didn’t get along. He loved you both and found it difficult when you’d bicker and fight, especially when you dragged him into it. He remembered a time where Donghyuck had made you so mad that you’d cried. Hyuck had been winding you up about a bad grade you’d gotten despite knowing how much you struggled at school. He knew that Donghyuck wouldn’t have said it maliciously but he could see that you were at your limit with his constant teasing. “Are you just going to stand there and let him talk to your sister like that?” You’d yelled at him, making Mark immediately uncomfortable. “You know he’s only kidding. Don’t get yourself wound up about it.” You stormed upstairs, slamming your door behind you. Mark walked over to Donghyuck and lightly shoved him, “Give her a break man, she’s stressed with school.” Donghyuck rolled his eyes at Mark’s comment, “She’s fifteen, she has nothing to be stressed about. Plus she’s super smart and works hard.” If only you’d heard Donghyuck compliment you. If only Donghyuck had complimented you five minutes before when you were downstairs. There were many other times like that. Mark knee Donghyuck thought the world of you and was extremely frustrated that he wouldn’t just show it instead of constantly teasing you.

A few hours went by in the car and you were very nearly at the lake house. You’d spent the last hour asleep, not realising you’d been resting your head on Donghyuck’s shoulder. He’d obviously taken a picture of it to use as blackmail for a later date. He secretly wanted to set it as his lock screen because you just looked so sweet and innocent when you were asleep and not running your mouth. Donghyuck sniggered to himself as he looked at the picture, showing it to Mark for him to roll his eyes and smile at your sleeping self. Mark savoured the moment, this would probably be the only time for the next week that you would tolerate being near him, even if you were fast asleep.

Mark was right. It was the final day of the trip and even though himself, your parents and Hyuck had had a good time, he wasn’t sure about you. Donghyuck had teased you relentlessly. It wasn’t like you didn’t give as good as you got though. Mark was pretty sure you’d hurt Hyuck’s feelings a couple of times with your snarky comments. If a comment was good enough to make him shut his loud moth for two seconds, it was likely it had gotten to him more than it should have. Especially when you bought up his parents. “Why can’t you go on vacation with your own family?” You snapped back at Donghyuck who had made a stupid comment about the bikini you were wearing whilst the three of you were on your way to the lake. Mark knew that you knew that Hyuck didn’t have a good relationship with his parents so he was surprised that you’d bought them up. Donghyuck shut up for a while after that. You almost felt bad but remembered what he’d said earlier about how the bikini you were wearing made you look like a hooker. You couldn’t really believe he’d said that in front of Mark, actually you could, it wasn’t the most outrageous thing he’d said about you in front of Mark. You needed a way to hurt him back quickly and for him to shut his mouth before he said anything else wildly inappropriate about you in front of your brother. So his parents were a no brainier. The hurt look on his face after you said it though, it stung. You didn’t really want to hurt him that badly. The hooker comment wasn’t that bad and the comment about his parents didn’t really equate, Donghyuck felt. You brushed it off quickly though when Donghyuck pushed you off the jetty into the lake. Oh you definitely hated him.

STRIKE 2: THE PARTY

Your parents had very kindly allowed you to have some friends over for a sleepover in your back yard for your sixteenth birthday. You ordered pizzas and built a huge bed out of pillows blankets and duvets on your trampoline with your friends, adding fairy lights to the top for the final touch. You were so excited. The end of the school year just happened to match up with the weekend of your birthday so you and all your friends were buzzing. You didn’t think anything could bring you down at that moment. Until Lee Donghyuck showed up. He and Mark had come home from seeing their friends and he of course had so come over after, wanting to wish you a happy birthday. And to tease you of course.

“Birthday girl! Come and give me a hug!” Donghyuck yelled as he stepped out the door into your back yard. “Ew never.” You yelled back, going back to talking with your friends. Your friend Yuna shoved you, “Don’t be so rude!” She joked. She knew of your not so relationship with Donghyuck and found it funny every time you’d interact. “Really? No hug from the birthday girl? That’s a shame! I bought her a present and everything!” Your eyes shifted back to Donghyuck as he held up a bag for you to see. You rolled your eyes and shuffled off the trampoline and made your way towards him. You grabbed the present from him and turned on your heels, heading back towards your friends. “No thank you? How rude!” He yelled after you, running up behind you. Donghyuck stood at the side of the trampoline, his arms resting on it as you sat back down with your friends. “Go on, open it.” He pushed. You reluctantly put your hand into the bag and pulled out your gift. A small mirror. “Because you’re so vain!” He grinned. “God you’re such a loser.” You rolled your eyes and put the mirror back into the bag. At least he’d thought of you. He chuckled and walked away, heading back into the house. You chucked the bag to the side and tried to continue your previous conversations with your friends but all they could discuss was how cute Donghyuck was and how they wished he was friends with their brothers instead. “Seriously guys? He’s so annoying!” You exclaimed. “What? He literally bought you a gift!” Yuna swatted you, “And he called me vain! What’s cute about that? And quit hitting me!” You swatted Yuna back. “He probably likes you”, another one of your friends, Yeji said, wiggling her brows. “Oh my god ew, that makes me physically sick.”

They dropped the conversation as the the topic of cute guys at your school came up and none of you would ever miss an opportunity to talk about that. “Park Jisung is so cute, we’ve been talking loads since we became seat mates in Biology.” You gushed as your friends quickly agreed. “Oh my gosh please ask him out! That would be so cute,” Yuna squealed, grabbing your arm. “Every time he sees you he totally flirts with you it’s so obvious he liked you.” You weren’t so sure. You had zero experience with guys and the idea of asking a guy out scared the hell out of you, being rejected is probably your worst nightmare.

You did ponder over the idea however, because that morning Park Jisung had in fact texted you, wishing you a happy birthday. You’d thanked him and he’d replied saying that you guys should hang out over the summer. It didn’t seem too unrealistic. You made a mental note to text him in the morning to make plans to see each other.

Donghyuck was upstairs in Mark’s bedroom with him. The two were lying on his bed, some music playing softly on Mark’s speakers. Donghyuck could hear you giggling with your friends about this Park Jisung. The pang of jealousy he felt was definitely a new feeling and he wasn’t sure just what to do about it. It scared him. Donghyuck slept over that night, tossing and turning at the idea that you might have a boyfriend at some point. He wasn’t sure why it was making him so goddamn uncomfortable. You’d all fallen asleep outside, and Donghyuck felt it was his brotherly duty to check on you all to make sure you were okay. He crept quietly downstairs but jumped when he entered the kitchen, surprised to see you awake and leaning on the edge of the counter on your phone.

“Why are you awake?” He whispered to you, making your head whip up from your phone. “Jesus, you scared me. I could ask you the same thing.” You whisper yelled back. “I couldn’t sleep.” He mumbled, shuffling towards the cupboards, grabbing two glasses from one. He filled them up at the sink and then walked towards you, placing one in front of you. “Thanks.” You mumbled, going back to typing on your phone. Donghyuck winked at you before turning around and heading back upstairs. Once his head hit the pillow, he practically fell asleep immediately, he put down his previous worry about you to the fact that you and your friends were sleeping outside and he was worried about you. He wasn’t really sure that was why but it made him feel better about his feelings.

STRIKE 3: THE INFAMOUS DIET COKE INCIDENT

“Who the hell drank all my diet coke?” You stormed into the living room from the kitchen where Mark and Donghyuck sat playing video games. “Not me.” Mark mumbled as he concentrated on the TV in front of him. “Was it you?” You could feel your blood boiling because you knew exactly who it was. Donghyuck quickly snapped his head round to look at you. You looked really angry. “Me? I would never do that to you!” He said in a sarcastic manner, making your blood boil to an even higher temperature. “Don’t lie to me! I know it was you! You always do! It’s so fucking annoying Donghyuck! You don’t even live here, stop drinking all my fucking favourite drinks!” You practically screamed, storming upstairs. It may have come across as dramatic but a coke diet coke straight from the fridge was one of your only little pleasures in life. And Donghyuck knew this, that’s the only reason he drank them. He liked to get under your skin, he didn’t even like diet coke that much.

You walked into Mark’s bedroom, grabbing the 3 empty cans of diet coke and quickly ran back downstairs. You stood behind the couch and launched the cans at the back of Donghyuck’s head, shocking him. He gasped, “What the hell?” He turned around, annoyance spread across his pretty face. “Don’t drink my diet coke!” You laughed, spinning around on your heels and heading back upstairs. “I just died thanks to you!” He yelled, referring to his game.

You slumped on your bed, still laughing at your interaction with Donghyuck. Grabbing your phone, you pull open your texts with Jisung. You quickly texted him what happened and he replied seconds later with various laughing emojis. Your relationship with Jisung was going well, you’d only been together a month but things were moving fast. You really liked him and couldn’t wait to introduce him to your family. Your parents were really excited to meet him, always asking you to invite him around for dinner. You’d finally asked him after a couple of weeks and you’d agreed on tonight. You couldn’t wait for your parents and brother to meet him. You were slightly nervous about Donghyuck meeting Jisung, worried for what the older boy would do. You thought he’d probably tease him relentlessly, making him nervous which made you worried for the poor boy. You felt tempted to warn him not to be mean, but you knew that would probably backfire at some point. You knew Donghyuck too well and you’d definitely be setting yourself and Jisung up for extreme teasing.

Later on that evening, you opened the fridge whilst helping your mom set the table. Inside was a case of diet coke with a note attached. ‘Sorry :)’ it read. You face broke into a smile as you grabbed your drink and went back to setting the table. “Is Donghyuck staying for dinner tonight?” You asked your mom, placing a plate onto the table, wanting to know whether to set six places. “No sweetie, he had to rush off.” Your lips turned into a pout as you put the sixth plate away and continued on. “Never thought I’d see the day you’d be upset that Hyuck wasn’t coming over.” You rolled your eyes at your moms comment. Neither did you. You were’t really sure why you felt upset that Donghyuck wasn’t going to be there. You did hate him after all. Maybe you would text Donghyuck, asking him why he didn’t want to meet your boyfriend. You came up with a good idea. ‘What’s wrong? Are you jealous that I’ve got a boyfriend that’s not you?’ You typed out, pressing send. Your phone pinged almost immediately, ‘My mom wanted me home. Not everything is about you.’ Ouch. That did hurt a little bit, it felt more serious than the other times he’d said that. He usually used emojis too, to show lightheartedness, but it was pretty blunt and cold. You scowled, wondering if something was up with his parents. You knew he didn’t get along with them which was why he was always with your family. You locked your phone and went back to helping your mom, pushing your worries to the back of your head.

The dinner went really well. Your family loved Jisung, he even got on really well with Mark despite their shared awkwardness for these type of situations. It kind of went too well. You couldn’t help but miss Donghyuck’s presence at the table. You hated having these feelings, they felt so strange. You should have felt so happy that your family loved your boyfriend but all you could think about was Hyuck.

STRIKE 4: THE ARGUMENT

“Why would you say that?” You scowl at Donghyuck who’s too busy putting away dishes to notice your disgust with him. “Say what?” He pretends like he doesn’t realise the impact of what just came out of his mouth. You stop washing up for a second to turn around to face him. “That my boyfriend is pathetic. What does that even mean?” You question him, wanting to know what he’s going to come up with. “He has no back bone, he’s weak, how is he ever going to protect you?” His words feel like swords going through your spine. You’re not sure why it hurt like hell to hear him disapprove of your boyfriend. “Plus, he seems like the kind of guy who would cheat.” He finishes. You’re lost for words, it doesn’t even make sense. You can feel your eyes prick with tears as you ready yourself to yell at him. If Mark didn’t have stupid soccer practice he’d probably be trying to summer things down right now. But he’s not. So Donghyuck is about to get obliterated. “How dare you? You’ve met him once and you feel like you already know him! That’s how goddamn entitled you are, you think you know everything. And I don’t even need protecting! That’s so dated, what even the fuck? I can’t even believe you would say that he would cheat on me? Do you know how awful that makes me feel?” At this point tears have begun streaming down your face. Donghyuck doesn’t know what to say but he wishes he never said any of that. Now he’s made you cry. He feels awful. “Wait I’m sorry I didn’t mean any of that.” He tries to grab your arm as you leave the kitchen, distraught with what has just happened. Your parents are sitting on the couch, unaware of any of the argument. Your dad notices the tears on your face and quickly gets up to follow you upstairs. You begin to sob as you reach the top of the staircase. Donghyuck had really hurt you this time, it wasn’t a joke. It wasn’t funny, it hurt you, badly. It hurt that his disapproved of someone you loved and it hurt that you cared about what he thought.

Your dad followed behind you as you crawled onto your bed, covering your face with your hands. Your dad sits on the bed, grabbing one of your hands. “What happened honey?” He coos. “Donghyuck doesn’t like Jisung.” It just came out, you didn’t mean for it to come out that way. You didn’t want anyone to know that you did in fact care if Donghyuck liked Jisung or not. You begin to sob again. Your dad wraps his arms around you, stroking your hair. “Is that it? Or is there more?” You sniffle and pause before you start again, “He said that Jisung is pathetic and he seems like the type of guy to cheat.” The idea of Jisung cheating on you stings. You cry even harder as your dad tries to calm you. “He doesn’t mean it baby, he just wants to protect you. He’s like your older brother.” Your dad tries to make sense of Donghyuck’s comments because they seemed quite out of character. He knew you and Donghyuck liked to tease each other but this felt different. He’d never seen you cry like this over Donghyuck before. “He’s not my older brother. Mark is, and he would never say anything like that. It was just mean, and what truth is it based on? Now I just feel worried.” You grip on to your dads hand, “I know, but it’s not based on any truth so you have nothing to worry about. Jisung is a great guy and I can tell how much you like each other. Donghyuck just went a bit far I think.” He places a kiss on your forehead before there’s a knock at the door. “Come in,” your dad says before Donghyuck enters the room, a very sorry look on his face. Your dad gets up and leaves you and Donghyuck in your room together. Donghyuck sits on your bed, very awkwardly, not sure what to say. “I’m sorry,” he starts with, it’s probably a pretty good start, he thinks, “I didn’t mean any of that. I just want to protect you. I’m not sure why. I just do. It feels strange because I hate you so much.” You mumble out an “it’s fine,” and giggle softly. “I hate you too and I accept your apology. Now leave me alone weirdo.” You push him off your bed. “Before I go, I just wanted to say that I really am sorry, I know you may not think I am but I am.” He closes the door behind him as he walks out.

When Mark comes home he jokingly reassures you it’s just because Hyuck is jealous because he’s in love with you. You giggle and decide to go downstairs and to watch TV with your family and you notice Donghyuck is still there. You thought he might have gone home after your argument but he’s still lounging in your living room with your parents. Wow they must really love him, you think, he’s just made their daughter cry and he’s still sitting on their couches watching TV with them. You decide to sit on the same couch as Donghyuck, to let him know that you have actually forgiven him. He feels a lot better now.

STRIKE 5: HE’S TRAPPED US IN HERE?

“Happy birthday babe!” Yuna attacks you in a hug as she walks through your door. Your friends had decided to throw you a huge party for your eighteenth, considering you had just broken up with Jisung and you needed cheering up. You had ended things with Jisung because you both wanted different things. Plus you were off to different colleges in the fall and you didn’t want to do long distance. Jisung was really upset but understood, you also understood when he declined your offer to come to your party, which felt a bit awkward because you still agreed to be friends.

The past year, things have changed a lot. There was a shift in your relationship with Hyuck. You’d almost become friends (emphasis on almost), but that didn’t stop you annoying each other and throwing hurtful comments each other’s way. You could confirm you still hated him, but maybe a little bit less. You still argued like crazy, you even made him cry once. But it just felt different. You’d always forgive each other and start fresh again the next day which was unheard of a couple of years ago. Of course he’d invited himself to your party, along with a few of him and Mark’s other friends, Jaemin, Jeno and Renjun. You’d met them countless times before and had a decent relationship so it didn’t feel weird having them at your party. Yuna had mentioned several times that she was seriously crushing on Jaemin and decided tonight was her night to make a move which you of course supported her on, they were both amazingly sweet people.

Donghyuck had bought you a real gift this year. Well, not really but it kind of made sense. He’d bought you a case of diet coke of course, but he’d also printed the photo of you and him in the car on the way to the lake all those years ago and framed it. You almost cried at the gesture before you noticed the drawings of the stink lines and the devil horns he’d drawn on you. You rolled your eyes and placed the photo on the fireplace mantel.

It wasn’t long before you began to feel tipsy, and with tipsiness came confidence, and sometimes, for you, a more argumentative side came to the surface. When Donghyuck had given you your gift you were sober so your reaction was minor. However, when you saw it hours later when drunk, your feelings on it had changed. You felt angry. Why did he have to do that? You picked up the picture from the mantelpiece and headed towards Donghyuck who was chatting to his friends. You shoved the picture into his chest. “Why would you do this? Why do you hate me so much?” You drunkenly slurred. It was hard to hear over the music so Donghyuck pulled you aside away from his friends. “What do you mean? I thought you liked it?” He smirked. That made you even angrier. “Why would I like this? I smell lovely and I’m an angel? You’re the devil! God I hate you!” You stumbled and grabbed onto the kitchen counter to stable yourself. “Careful.” Donghyuck muttered. “Careful? Why do you care?” You jabbed a finger into his chest. “You’re drunk. Let me help you.” He tried to put an arm around you to support you but you shoved him off. “Don’t try to help me. I thought you hated me? Why are you trying to help me?” You shoved his chest again. Quite hard this time pushing him back. His friends had began to notice the interaction and had called Mark over who was watching from the sidelines. When you pushed Donghyuck, Mark approached you both. “Hey don’t fight today guys. It’s supposed to be a fun day! You’re eighteen!” Mark exclaimed, trying to lighten the mood. “Shut up, I’m so annoyed at Hyuck right now.” Mark gave Donghyuck a confused look to which Donghyuck shrugged his shoulders. “Come on let’s get you sat down.” Mark tried to help you too but you shoved him off. “No I wanna fight!” You tried to get Mark off again but failed when he grabbed you hard. “Get off!”

“You’re really drunk you need to sober up.” Mark tried to explain but you were too drunk to listen. You just wanted to fight with Donghyuck. “I need to have it out with Hyuck!” Mark helped you up the stairs. Donghyuck was in tow with a glass of water. “You’re going to regret it, you’re not thinking straight.” Mark laid you down on your bed then tried to sit you up so you could drink some water. It was then that you felt very emotional. Tears began streaming down your face, Mark quickly wiped them away and comforted you. He knew it was just because you were drunk and your emotions were all over the place. “Hey, stay with her a minute I’m going to get some more water.” Mark muttered to Donghyuck as you began to relax again, sitting up again the headboard of your bed. Donghyuck sat down on your bed as Mark exited the room, shutting the door behind him. You then both heard a click, it sounded like he’d locked the door behind him. Donghyuck then got up and tried to open the door, but couldn’t. “He’s trapped us in here, why has he done that?” Donghyuck was really confused, he tried to bang on the door for help but no one could hear over the music. Mark then came back a few seconds later. But not unlocking the door. “You guys need to talk. This is getting ridiculous. Just, just talk.” He sounded so defeated. “

“What’s he talking about Hyuck?” Your eyes were still glassy and they looked confused. “Why are you calling me Hyuck now? It’s always been Donghyuck.” He questioned you. “I don’t know I’m drunk.” You shrugged. “Okay.” He sat down again. “I don’t think Mark is going to let us out anytime soon. So let’s talk.” He turned his head towards you, looking you in the eye. “What about?” You said softly. “I think Mark might know something. Actually yeah he does because I told him so I think it’s about that.” Donghyuck looks down at his fingers as he plays with them. “What did you tell him?” Your voice cracks but still sounds so soft. Donghyuck falls silent but even in your drunk state you sort of know what’s coming. You stay silent for a while.

“I think I’m in love with you. I think I have been for a while now.” He mumbles. You’re not really sure what to say. “I think you breaking up with Jisung really solidified it for me. I felt so relieved and almost happy again. Sorry I know that’s insensitive.” He mumbles towards the end again. “I know it’s super confusing. I’m sorry.” He gets up again to sit on your floor, his head low and his hands clasped together. You stay silent and he continues, “You’re just really frustrating. You’re so beautiful and so smart and you’re everything I want. I don’t know why we started being mean to each other but I so badly wanted it to stop but I was so scared of my feelings I just carried on.”

“I don’t know what to say.” You finally break your silence. “It’s okay you don’t have to say anything.” He says. “No, I should. I want to. I had, have, feelings for you too. For a long time. They confused me too, I didn’t know what to do with them so I just continued being mean.” You played with your blanket, looking down too. “What do we do now?” You ask, looking up at him. He looks at you too. “I don’t know.” He gets up to sit next to you, and grabs your hand. “This is a start I guess.” You gently smile at him, squeezing his hand. “Yeah, I think so.”

“I still can’t believe Mark trapped us in here while I’m drunk.” You say leaning your head back in a pillow. “I think he knew that was the only way I’d be confident enough to speak to you, about this. He planned it all.” You mumbled, your eyes beginning to shut. Donghyuck stands up and his hand leaves yours. “No, stay with me.” Your voice desperate. He slowly slips into bed next to you. You lean your head on his shoulder and begin to fall asleep.

NOT SO STRIKE 6: THE FAMILY VACATION

“Stop touching my leg I’m too hot.” You push Hyuck away, but he doesn’t move, he instead presses a wet sloppy kiss to your cheek. You roll your eyes and just give in, resting your head on his shoulder. He pulled his phone out, snapping a picture and quickly sets it as his lock screen. You can see your mom smiling at you both in the rear view mirror. Mark is next to you, he feels pretty happy that his little sister gets on so well with his best friend. Maybe a little too well, he feels. But he knew that the ‘hatred’ you felt for each other was just confusion. He saw the way you looked at each other all these years. He saw the little confused scrunched up faces you’d make when Hyuck gave you a compliment to annoy you. Or after a fight, the heartbreak he could see in Donghyuck’s eyes. They’re just so stupid.

“Put me down!” You squeak as Donghyuck slings you over his shoulder, walking towards the lake. “Never! This is our first lake trip as lovers, we’re gonna go make out in the lake!” You slap his back, “What is wrong with you? And lovers? Gross! I’m not making out with you in the lake!” But you did, and it was awesome.

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cheolcam · 3 months

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꒰♡꒱ avisos: hyuck!frat boy (isso nem importa tanto), menções pequenas e implícitas à degradação, marking, masturbação (m.), nude, sugestivo, me perdoem por isso mas na minha cabeça isso faz total sentido

꒰♡꒱ notas da autora: isso aqui é uma brisa fortíssima minha inspirada por esse post aqui da @jenniejjun que mudou a trajetória da minha vida

hyuck!frat boy que tá de olho em você desde a calourada, e ele pode ter outras garotas por perto, mas nunca vai esquecer seu rosto.

hyuck!frat boy que apesar de disso não faz esforço pra te procurar, saber o seu nome ou o seu curso.

hyuck!frat boy que te encontra na festa da fraternidade que ele faz parte, e não faz muita hora pra ir atrás de você.

hyuck!frat boy que te come no quarto dele, e apesar de você não ser virgem, ele te corrompe, te chama de nomes que você nunca pensou que ia gostar, marca o seu corpo sem pensar duas vezes.

hyuck!frat boy que te vê em outra ocasião novamente e pensa nisso como um sinal do universo pra te oferecer uma proposta, porque só ele e a mão calejada sabem o quanto ele pensou em você e na sua buceta.

hyuck!frat boy que te oferece a ideia de vocês foderem casualmente, sem sentimentos, só sexo.

hyuck!frat boy que quer pular de felicidade, mas ele só sorri e diz "boa escolha, princesa."

hyuck!frat boy que eventualmente vai te conhecendo melhor com o passar dos meses, não só sobre o seu corpo, mas sua personalidade, e seus gostos.

hyuck!frat boy que pesquisa o que diabos é 'coquette' depois de uma conversa com você porque ele nunca ouviu falar do que quer que seja isso.

hyuck!frat boy que sorri e revira os olhos quando ele vê o resultado da página de pesquisa: rosa, animais fofinhos, flores, mini saias, e laços... isso é tão você.

hyuck!frat boy que percebe que quase todas as fotos tem lacinhos e ele imediatamente tem uma ideia.

hyuck!frat boy que sai pela casa toda caçando uma fita pra fazer um laço.

hyuck!frat boy que sorri tirando a foto do pau dele com um lacinho, só imaginando a sua reação.

hyuck: pô, lembra que tu me falou que curtia esses bagulho coquette e os caralho?

hyuck: pesquisei o que era e achei um bagulho bem desse estilo aqui na minha galeria

hyuck: quer ver?

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aesthyuckic · 7 months

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🎃🎭 catch me! ┊͙✧˖*°࿐

“Catch me if you can!” You taunted the masked man before making a run for it.

Immediately you felt regret, you were never much of a runner and now you were falling down darkened, unfamiliar hallways not completely sure where to go. You always wondered how the one trying to get away would also trip when the killers had the disadvantage.

It was over before it begun, as you barged into a room you practically cornered yourself. The man was right behind and felt warm hands grip your waist before you ended up pin against the wall by the other body while his hands had a firm grip on your wrist which he also pinned above your head.

“Got ya.” He whispered, close enough to your ear you felt a chill run down your spine as you gasped for air as your heart beat quickly.

You managed to get your wrists out of his grip, one hand went the nape of his neck while the other lifted the mask just enough to show the man’s plump, pink lips which you found your own on in the matter of seconds.

He melted quite quickly with the way his hands felt to your waist to bring you both closer together. The way he kissed, it was full of hunger yet so passionate at the same time. It was tempting to just continue making out right there as pulling apart, gasping for air was painful.

You could see smudges of the red lipstick you wore smear across his mouth that now smiled brightly under the orange lighting of the haunted house before he took of his mask, swiftly.

“Good?” He asked, with a smile on his face.

“Always, Hyuck.” You smiled back, wrapping your arms around his neck to leave a little peck on his lips.

Thank god your boyfriend, Donghyuck always got a job as a scare actor around this time of year so you could do this little thing of yours yearly for the entire spooky season he knew you adored so much. He had his own fun with it but truly, he’d do anything for you to be happy. Seeing you almost skip happily out of his shift made him fall in love with the season more. He probably fall more in love with you too if that was even possible.

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ismileeprnc · 11 months

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This little cutie potootie just doesn’t know that I will literally ruin him 😈 and not just ruin him but RUIN HIM ruin him!!

Like have him on his back, shirt wrinkled from being fisted and a few buttons that was popped open from haste, revealing his chest and all the red marks adorning it as well the matching ones on his golden neck. His pants and boxers tossed somewhere on the floor while his spent cock is still dripping his load and coated in salvia after receiving the messiest blowjob of his life. Those thick glasses glazed over with a layer of fog, coming from his ragged breathe and his hair a mess on top of his head with his sticky to his sweaty forehead.

That’s how I wanna ruin him….

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gyeomsweetgyeom · 1 month

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[9:02 pm]

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a/n: this is set in a very vague time period, (in my head it is like 14/15th century but it’s really not evident) pls keep in mind I haven’t interacted with any Romeo and Juliet content since I was like 13 but I still kind of like how this came out

Romeo!Haechan was more than happy that this party was a masquerade party. If anyone in this house knew that it was him that was hidden behind the gold-trim mask, they would surely have his head. He’d have been dead before the sun had a chance to rise again.

He rather preferred to stay on the wall, somewhat hidden by the shadows of the large stone pillars of the ballroom. Yes, to stay out of the eyes of those who would kill him, but more so to watch the rest of the party goers.

His eyes scanned over the crowd. A large sea of fancy masks, even fancier dresses, and very few familiar features. He was starting to wonder where his friends had disappeared to. Surely they were causing trouble somewhere, it was better that he stayed away from them tonight. Just his last name was enough to make half the guests in this ballroom pull their swords and chase him through the streets. The hatred was never something he’d questioned just something he went along with.

He was deep in thought, trying to remember how the drama between his family and those that threw the party had even started, but his thoughts stopped seeing that you had crossed his eye sight.

It was like you made everything around you more vibrant, the torches on the walls burned brighter, and every beautiful girl he’d ever seen before you immediately paled in comparison. His breathing became shallow and his heartbeat sped up with pure excitement.

He moved along the walls with precision, following you through the crowd until he suddenly realized you were both outside. A garden filled with sweet scented roses almost as beautiful as you.

You tugged the bow of your mask from the back of your head, sighing and taking a seat in a small bench below a big tree.

“Excuse my intrusion, I just had to let you know how beautiful you look,” Haechan stated.

You flinched, startled at the unexpected guest, “oh, thank you. I’m sure if I could see your face I’d be able to say the same.”

Haechan pulled the mask from his face, apprehensively hoping you weren’t one of the many people at this house who hated him because of his last name. You smiled softly, “you are handsome indeed.”

“It is nothing compared to your beauty. I am Haechan, it is so wonderful to meet a beauty such as yourself,” he returned your smile with his hand held out.

You told him your name as you shook his hand. A spark of electricity runs down your spine, goosebumps covering every part of your exposed skin. It looked like Haechan felt it too, his eyes widened minimally.

No one had ever made you feel like this upon first meeting. Haechan was very clearly special. He was making you feel all new feelings, an excitement to see him again even though he was still right in front of you. A yearning for him before he’d even left your eyesight.

“Donghyuck! That better not be you!” An angry voice called out.

Haechan looked panicked, “I’ll see you again soon. I promise, my heart is already with you.”

You tightened your hold on his hand, holding on until he disappeared into the garden. Your hand lingered with the warmth of his touch. You hoped he would keep his promise.

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smoll-tangerine · 11 months

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[a/n]: i somehow couldn't find this ask anymore (it probably got deleted) but thankfully, i had it saved on a google doc! i'm slowly going back to writing the remaining requests from my one-year anniversary event! to the user who sent me this request, thank you so much for your support!! i see that you have deactivated but i hope that somehow, you'll find your way back to this request of yours! also, yay, my first haechan request! i'm not too familiar with him/his character, but i hope you guys willl enjoy this nonetheless!!

lee donghyuck/lee haechan: character unlocked!

PAIRING. haechan x female reader GENRES. romcom, fluff, college!au PROMPT. "i'm always flirting with you. keep up." WORDS. 683

You were breathless by the time you got to the hospital, slightly feeling guilty that you couldn’t make it on time to see your boyfriend head in for his colonoscopy.

Both of you were practically adults now, only a year left before you two graduate from college, and yet he could still act like such a child. Especially when he found out that you were going to be late for his appointment.

But then he stopped whining when he found out that you were going to be late only because you decided to attend the class – the one he was missing due to his appointment – and take notes for him so that he didn’t miss anything.

“Hi,” you greeted the receptionist. “I’m the guardian for Lee Donghyuck? He had a colonoscopy at 3pm.”

Her eyes lit up in what seemed to be amusement and motioned the door behind you. “Ah, so you’re the girlfriend he was telling everyone about. He should be coming out soon. Get ready.”

Your brows furrowed in confusion, wondering what exactly should you be getting ready for.

The second she finished her sentence, you saw Haechan come out with the hospital staff pushing him to his room.

“Donghyuck!” you exclaimed happily.

Your boyfriend seemed drowsy, probably the lingering after-effects of the anaesthesia. You had to hold your laughter back from how goofy he looked, especially combined with the hospital gown and the messy hair.

“Who are you?” he asked as he smacked his lips a few times.

You frowned at his question. “Are you really asking me who I am?”

“Mhm, yeah.” He hummed and then giggled. “You’re pretty.”

Oh, you wished you could film this moment and show it to the rest of the boys. Renjun would totally make fun of him for this. But you also wanted to keep this moment to yourself. Was that selfish of you?

“Can I have your number?”

“You already have my number,” you answered, slightly annoyed, but also amused.

“Stop lying. I don’t have your number.”

“Donghyuck, I’m your girlfriend. I’m pretty sure that my number is on your phone somewhere.”

“You’re my girlfriend?” Donghyuck gasped, almost exaggeratedly. “Wait, where’s my phone. I need to make sure that it’s true.”

“How about I’ll give your phone back when you’re feeling a bit better, yeah?”

“I’m feeling awesome, though?”

“I bet you do.” You snorted and patted him on his head. “Stay here while I get your discharge papers, alright?”

“Can’t you bring me with you?”

You looked him up-and-down with a side-eye. “In your current state? Yeah, no. Why do you want to stick to me so much? Just be a good boy and stay in your bed until the anaesthesia wears off.”

Donghyuck pouts, his bottom lip jutting out in disappointment. “Is it so wrong of me to want to be next to my girlfriend? I guess I’m a sugar because I stick to you like glue-cose.”

You made a face of disgust and apprehension. “Babe, that was so bad. It wasn’t even funny.”

But that didn’t stop him from dropping another line on you. “I wish I were adenine so that I could be paired up with YOU. Get it? Like adenine is paired with uracil, and uracil’s symbol is the letter ‘U?’”

You sighed through your nose.

“Oh, oh, I got a better one! If I were an enzyme, I would be a helicase so I can unzip your gene,” he said and looked super proud.

Was this how he was able to seduce you and ask you out?

“Are you really flirting with me, right now? In this state?” you asked him while pinching his cheeks.

While you were slightly unimpressed by his choice of pick-up lines, you still somehow found him pretty endearing.

“I’m always flirting with you. Keep up.”

You shook your head and left to grab his discharge papers.

You regretted just the slightest for not filming him.

But Renjun’s cry of anguish when he found out that you didn’t film Donghyuck at a moment of weakness completely made up for it.

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thewonandonly · 10 months

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11:03 —i’ve never known someone like you, tangled in love, stuck by you, from the glue, don’t forget to kiss me or else you’ll have to miss me, i guess i’m stuck forever by the glue, oh, and you. | glue song by beabadoobee

donghyuck was often prevailed as a mood maker, a sense of sunshine, especially to his fans. he was the sunshine that peeks out from rainy days and casts a rainbow. he’s the stars and the moon that illuminates the night sky. he’s the flowers that bloom after a long and unforgiving winter. he’s the river that flows through, crystal clear and refreshing.

he was all these things and more. but, as he sits next to you on the picnic blanket as you let the small ladybug crawl on your hand, the sun angled just perfectly for the light to hit your irises and show the speckles of color. he was everything to so many people, yet when he looked at you, all he could see was someone so ethereal, that his heart nearly stopped.

he loved your smile, he loved how you tilted your head slightly to look at the bug that sat atop your finger, and he loved the way you were like that with every bug you came across. he loved... you.

god, he's really stuck on you.

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saturnznct · 1 year

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finding out you’re pregnant again | ldh

➸ request from anon; heyy i luv all ur works!! it's exactly what im looking for, so cute! also if you still take requests? could i request reader finding out she's pregnant which she didn't expect and announcing it to husband haechan? him being lovey-dovey with reader all excited about the baby, kissing the whole fluff 😁

➸ note; aw bless you anon tysm! hope this is what you were looking for <33

➸ word count; 1223 words

➸ dalgun; aged 8, kyungah; aged 3, sunhee; in the womb lol

➸ warning(s); none

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You felt awful. Donghyuck never showed you any signs of stress. His life was so busy, even at his older age, he worked hard as a singer and member of NCT, and even harder as a father to your two young children, Dalgun and Kyungah, who were eight and three years old. He loved his life, he had everything he could possibly want, but you knew things were a lot for him to deal with. The two of you had already tried to take a breather when your daughter Kyungah was born, moving back to Donghyuck’s home of Jeju for a short time. It was beautiful, life was quiet and idyllic, having picnics on the beach and playing in the fields of pink muhly together. But, Donghyuck was constantly called back to Seoul for work, so it was decided that Seoul was the best place for your family to be together. Donghyuck worked so hard to provide for your family, schedules took up large amounts of his day. He would only ever occasionally reveal his worries, telling you that he wanted to be there for your children more and how guilty he felt at his own absence. So now, when you’re staring down at a positive pregnancy test, another type of sick feeling settles in your stomach. Surely this would add so much more weight to Donghyuck’s stress.

‘Mummy/mommy?’ Kyungah knocks on the bathroom door, interrupting your train of thought. You quickly shove the test under a stack of flannels.

‘Hi sweetheart,’ you open the door, ‘sorry I went away for a few minutes.’

Kyungah doesn’t seem to mind, ‘will daddy be home soon?’

‘I don’t know, angel, why don’t we give him a call?’

‘Please!’ Kyungah crawls onto your bed, sitting up against the headboard, you sitting down beside her and pulling up FaceTime on your phone.

‘Hi baby,’ Donghyuck picks up after a few rings. He’s hunched over his phone, black North Face puffer almost swallowing him whole, black mask pulled up around his face. His eyes look heavy and worn, clearly from his long day.

‘Hi daddy, someone wanted to say hi,’ you pan the camera to Kyungah, whose head is resting on your shoulder. Donghyuck’s eyes brighten at the sight of your daughter.

‘Hi Kyungie,’ you can’t see his mouth, but you can tell how widely he’s smiling.

‘Daddy, are you nearly finished?’ she asks, you stroke her hair as she cuddles you.

’I’m nearly done, sweetheart,’ he confirms, ‘I took my makeup off, look.’

He pulls his mask down slightly, showing a red spot on his face that would usually be covered with concealer, making Kyungah giggle.

‘Just wrapping up, then daddy will come straight home.’

‘Okay,’ Kyungah smiles, ‘I made you a drawing today.’

Donghyuck’s eyes widen, ‘ah, thank you angel, I can’t wait to see it.’

‘Kyungah, honey, why don’t you go make sure it’s all ready to give to daddy?’ you suggest, wanting to speak to Donghyuck alone for a minute.

‘Okay!’ Kyungah shuffles off the bed, toddling away towards the shared playroom.

‘Are you alright?’ Donghyuck suddenly looks concerned, wondering why you’d had Kyungah leave.

‘I don’t know,’ you answer truthfully, ‘had a super long day.’

‘You look exhausted,’ he sighs, and you laugh dryly.

‘I am. I- can we talk when you come home?’

‘Are you sure everything’s okay?’

‘I just want to talk,’ you know you’re likely worrying him further, but you don’t have the will to say that things are okay.

‘Alright, we’ll talk,’ he hums, ‘I love you, I’ll be home soon.’

‘I love you too,’ you smile weakly, ‘I’ll see you soon.’

Donghyuck arrives home less than an hour later, both of your children running to meet him at the door.

‘Hey, you guys should be in bed! It’s too late to be this excited,’ Donghyuck takes the both of them into his arms regardless, squeezing them and pinching their sides.

‘Come on, you two, let daddy breathe.’

The kids remove themselves from Donghyuck, but are still excitable.

‘I think it’s your bedtimes,’ Donghyuck announces, the two kids groaning.

‘But you just got here,’ Dalgun whines.

‘Bedtime doesn’t change,’ Donghyuck shakes his head, motioning up the stairs, ‘lets get ready for bed, Lees.’

The kids go through their bedtime routine, you and Donghyuck supervising as they brush their teeth and wash their faces, each sleepily wandering to their bedrooms.

You both read a story to Kyungah first, with her being the youngest, Donghyuck kissing her forehead and murmuring a ‘good night, angel’ before flicking on her nightlight and leaving her to sleep.

Dalgun, being older, only takes a kiss and a cuddle as a goodnight, before you and Donghyuck are left alone.

‘Hey,’ Donghyuck wraps his arms around your waist from behind, ‘you okay?’

‘I have to tell you something,’ you mumble, ‘sit down.’

Donghyuck removes himself from you, sitting down on your bed.

‘I- I didn’t feel too well, the other day,’ you begin, standing in front of him, fidgeting with your fingers.

‘I know,’ Donghyuck nods, ‘do you still feel unwell? Do you need me to stay at home with you and the kids? Because I can-‘

‘Hyuck, I thought I might be pregnant.’

Donghyuck’s eyes widen, ‘you think you’re pregnant?’

His expression is hard to read, he looks equally shocked and unnerved.

‘Hyuck, I know I’m pregnant.’

His face grows softer, but he still doesn’t react much.

‘I’m sorry,’ you begin to ramble, his head snapping up, ‘you’re so busy. You work so hard for us and you have so much on your plate, even without the children, I mean, we already had to leave Jeju, I should’ve been more careful and-‘

‘Hey, don’t say that,’ he’s grinning, arms reaching out to hold your waist, ‘come here.’ You hide your face in his neck, feeling some slight reassurance as he reaches a hand to your hair and begins running it through his fingers.

’This is good,’ he’s smiling widely into your head, ‘this is a good thing.’

You sniff, tears swimming in your eyes, ‘but-‘

‘No, stop that,’ Donghyuck gently pulls you down onto his lap, ’I know it may feel like I’m so busy all the time, and I’m sorry. I have honestly been thinking recently that I need to cut down, I miss the three of you and I miss Jeju. I’ve enjoyed my career.. but I want to be with my family even more.’

You pull away, reaching into the pocket of you hoodie to show Donghyuck the positive test.

‘Wow,’ he sighs in disbelief, breaking into the widest most genuine smile you’d seen from him in a long time, ‘we really made another baby.’ He presses a long kiss to your cheek, arms still secure around your waist.

‘I’ll start cutting down,’ he declares, ‘before it’s too late, we’ll move back down to Jeju. Give our children the life we’ve always wanted to give them.’

‘You love your work..’

‘I love you, Dalgun, Kyungah and this baby so much more.’

‘We love you too,’ you smile tiredly, lifting your shirt a little.

Donghyuck practically melts, despite the fact there’s no change to you yet.

‘Oh, angel, I would do anything for you,’ he tilts your head down, kissing you deeply, before sinking down and kissing your stomach, ‘and all of our babies.’

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