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seren1tyhaze · 8 months

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PAIRING: jaehyun x afab reader

WORD COUNT: 1.5k

SUMMARY: you are ready to catch your inconsiderate neighbor who keeps smoking below your open window and what you find surprises you

AUTHOR'S NOTE: I know I owe you all Dive Part 2, I know. Things have gotten in the way of me writing but I am ready to get out of my own head about it. I'm here now and I'm happy to be writing. I'll have Dive Part 2 very soon because most of it's written and a lot of it is in my head, but for now, please take this peace offering of one of my favorite Jaehyun visuals to exist <3 Thank you for all the new followers and the continued love for Dive.

WARNINGS: cigarette smoking, weed smoking reference, explicit smut, carbon copy of Jaehyun from his I Like Me Better cover but hot neighbor version

PLAYLIST: I Like Me Better by Lauv (Jaehyun cover), Cigarette Daydreams by Cage the Elephant, Cigarette by offonoff, Tablo, Miso

A familiar scent tickles your nose, causing you to sneeze violently, three in a rapid fire succession. You slam your knitting project down on your coffee table and peel yourself off the couch and over to your glass sliding door that leads out onto your small apartment balcony. Ripping open the screen door, you lean over the shaky railing to see a strong trail of smoke floating up towards you, knowing the inconsiderate cigarette smoker must be standing below your window at this moment.

For months you have been unable to leave your windows open consistently because despite your building’s policy against smoking, someone has still taken it upon themselves to smoke directly next to the building. You used to enjoy sunny afternoons on your balcony with a glass of lemonade or being able to leave all your windows open for weeks at a time during the pleasant fall months.

You aren’t one to hate on someone else’s relaxation methods - you yourself loved a bong filled with the favorite indica blend your friend grows or a couple gummies on a lazy Saturday in the park. It’s just the scent of cigarettes filling your apartment, clinging onto your clothes and hand knit sweaters air drying in your living room that got on your nerves. Your cat seemed equally annoyed, scrunching up his delicate features whenever the scent would waft in.

You quickly slide into shoes near your door and run down the back stairs of the building, hoping to finally catch the person in the act and give them a piece of your mind. You push open the emergency exit door abruptly and almost run head on into a tall figure, causing you to stumble back and almost fall. A hand is suddenly gripping your forearm, steadying you.

“Whoaaaa, you ok?” comes a low and gravelly voice as you lift your eyes up to meet his.

What you see is startling and not what you imagined. A handsome face with a sharp jaw and lightly styled lavender hair hanging over sparkling eyes looks back at you. His shoulders are broad, covered by a black t-shirt with a small silver cross dangling on top. Black denim is tight on his thighs with slits at the knees, held up by a belt with silver accents. He has a dark sweatshirt draped over his shoulder and he adjusts it slightly as he releases your arm.

“Um…” you start, unable to find your words before the anger flares up in your chest again, seeing an almost finished cigarette held gently in his fingertips.

“No, I’m not!” you continue, pulling your arms tightly across your chest. “Do you have to smoke right below my window almost every day?” you find your voice raising more than you had intended, cheeks flushing deep red as you speak.

He chuckles lightly, taking a final drag from the stick before dropping it to the ground and stamping it out with the toe of his sneaker. He brings the same hand back up to run through his silvery locks, taking a step back to pull the hoodie over his head, tugging the hood up to cover his hair.

“It’s about time you said something,” he mutters, taking a step closer and closing the gap further between you two.

It’s only now that you recognize him. With the black hood covering his hair and silver rings adorning his fingers you realize it’s the same man who always holds the door for you when you arrive home from work at the same time each evening. You often see him heading out to his car early on the weekends and swear you’ve even seen him at your local gym on occasion. You had never caught a whiff of the smoky scent from him before, and now as he invades your personal space, you breathe in deeply.

Despite you having barely spoken with the man, he had become a comforting figure in your life, noticing when he didn’t walk from the parking lot with you and especially when you struggled to balance all your grocery bags and iced coffee at once. Occasionally he would compliment your sweater, scarf, or beanie and you would joke back that you could make him one. The times when you really appreciated his presence were the winter nights when the sun set earlier and you had to make the dark walk from your car. He would always walk in front of you, giving you a warm smile and wave before doing so to reassure you. He would then linger while you checked your mail but not too long to let you go to your door in peace.

You didn’t even know his name or what unit he lived in, but that didn’t stop you from thinking of him late at night when you were bundled up under the covers or during steaming showers in the morning. Your delusional mind had sent you through countless daydreams of him draped across your lap as you made him a dark green beanie to match the hoodie he always wore or gloves to cover his large hands.

Something about the way that his cologne laced hoodie mixes with the cigarette smoke is intoxicating and inviting. The way his eyes are sparkling in the afternoon sun is making your heart race and every trace of anger leaving your previously perturbed mind.

“You…you always hold the door for me,” you mumble back, feeling your legs shuffle you forward even closer.

“I’m your neighbor, Jaehyun,” he replies, flashing a toothy grin that forces adorable dimples to appear on his cheeks.

“Now that I’ve finally gotten your attention, why don’t you let me make it up to you so I don’t have to keep standing out here smoking,” he replies quietly, placing a hand on the side of your neck, thumb brushing up against your jaw gently.

Your lips are on his and kissing with a sense of urgency you didn’t realize you held. His mouth greedily opens for you to slide your tongue in, tasting the bitter tobacco mixed with mint, unable to get enough of the menthol flavor. You slide your hands into the pocket of his hoodie, pulling him closer before slipping them down to grip his ass through his tight jeans.

He smiles against your mouth, applying pressure at your neck with his fingers and finding the hem of your shirt to slide under and stroke your waist gently. As your bodies meld together you feel his hardening length through his pants and groan as he presses into you. Your thighs press together, desperate for friction as he keeps kissing you deeper and deeper, leaving you gasping for air when you finally break apart.

“I thought you were going to make me a beanie,” he laughs against your lips, looping a strong arm around your waist before pulling open the nearby door, peppering your neck with kisses as you both stumbled up the stairs to your apartment.

Once inside, his hands are all over you, ripping at your t-shirt and pulling your sweats down to the floor before pulling you up into his arms. You wrap your legs around his middle tight, sinking your teeth hungrily at his lower lip, eliciting a deep moan from him. You laugh against his mouth, dropping your legs down and letting your feet dig into your hallway carpet again.

“Let’s see how this goes and then we can talk about the beanie,” you reply between kisses, ripping his hoodie and shirt off his body in one motion. Your brain short circuits briefly at his tight abs and broad chest before you turn on your heel and head back towards your bedroom, unclasping your bra as you walk, letting it fall to the ground.

A few hours later your cheek is resting against his bare chest as your cat jumps up on the bed and howls in surprise at the man under your covers. He paws over and starts swatting at his hair, scrunching his nose at the scent held there. He moves to you, sniffing at your skin and finding the same smell, eliciting an annoyed sound he usually made when you were taking too long opening his can of food. You laugh at the cat and push him gently to the edge of the bed where he begrudgingly curls up into a ball with a flick of his tail as a warning.

“Guess he doesn’t like me,” Jaehyun laughs, pulling you closer to him to place a tender kiss on your forehead.

His lips on your skin brings flashes of how it felt to ride him just moments before, your lips pressed against his as you pulled your body slowly up and down his cock. His large hands had found a home at your lower back, making circles there with your thumbs. He would occasionally drop his mouth to your neck, biting there before moving lower to suck one of your nipples between his soft lips, teeth grazing lightly. You could feel him moan against your skin and pull you closer to him, spurring you on to move faster in his lap.

Pulled back to the present, you shake your head in reply, breathing in deeply as the faint scent of cigarettes fills your nose, mixed with the lingering notes of his peach body wash. Somehow, the way he smells isn’t offensive to you, it’s quite the opposite.

Maybe you didn’t hate the smell of tobacco after all.

#nct x reader #nct smut #nct fanfic #jaehyun #jaehyun smut #jaehyun fic #jaehyun x reader #jaehyun x y/n #jaehyun x you

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yourfavkpopgurl · 4 years

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Golden child face fucking|| reaction

Part 1

Jaehyun

He's so beautiful I cri

Another shy baby🥺 he was happy to try different things in the bedroom so when you requested face fucking, he would get kinda flustered but grabbed your hand and guided you to sit on him.

Jibeom

He would go quiet when you requested it and it kinda made you regret it asking. But he quickly smiled and grabbed your face. "God yes I would love that." He said and you quickly undressed. His strong arms held you tightly and he would love it so fucking much.

Donghyun

He would be so bratty because he always wants to be the dominant one since you always tell him that "he's cute". But you quickly pinned him down and hovered above him. Your entrance was in on his face and he gulped. "Fuck yes fuck me on my face baby."

UGH I DID HIM SO DIRTY

Joochan

Like jangjun, he would've been the one who requested it. He saw it somewhere and thought it was interesting. He asked you and you were schocked. And mostly scared to hurt him. Being the caring boyfriend that he is, he comforted you and said it would be fun for the both of you. It would happen regularly after that moment ;).

Bomin

It wouldn't happen a lot but when you did you would always enjoy it. After you came you quickly got up and squished his soft cheeks and he smiled. "That was great, I love you" "I love you more bomin"

He's still my baby😔🤚

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kpop-dungeon · 3 years

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Like- Jesus fucking Christ what does this man want from me?! 😖 Istg I wanna be his little girl so fucking bad urghhhhh 😠👊😭

#meanie bong #jaehyun bong #golden child #golcha #gncd #golden child jaehyun #kpop smut #golden child smut

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babysubinnie · 4 years

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choi bomin as your boyfriend

- i feel like as your boyfriend he would be always do romantic things for you because he’s a virgo

- like drive in movies, late night dates, movies at the theater with golcha sitting at the back (that would be so chaotic)

- he thinks about you a lot and cares maybe a little bit too much about you

- he has the vibe of being very trustworthy so you would tell him everything,, then he would worry if you had a lot on your mind

- but after that it would be all cuddles with your head on his chest while he plays with your hair (oh my gosh i would die for that)

- cuddles during movies at the dorms with the boys, cuddled in the corner of the couch with you sitting on his lap with him making circles on your thigh

- he would whisper i love you when you’re half asleep then you’d wake up whispering i love you too

- you would be shorter than him so his head would be on top of yours with his arms around your waist and yours around his neck on your tip toes

- i feel like fights with bomin wouldn’t last long because when you start crying it hurts him a lot

- golcha would make fun of him if he stared at you too long cuz you were singing go together but only his parts

#choi bomin #bomin #golden child #golden child imagines #golden child smuts #golden child fluff #kpop imagines #boyfriend #kpop #lee daeyeol #choi seongyoon #lee jangjun #son youngtaek #bae seungmin #bong jaehyun #kim jibeom #kim donghyun #hong joochan #i wanna date him-

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kpoplovertreasure · 3 years

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Hey guys I have my fandom name from my account from wattpad and it's called K-pop nation and also I'm ready for request from you guys when ever YOUR ready LoL 😜😜 love you guys bye

#kpop #ateez smut #kim+junkyu+smut #ab6ix smut #too smut #golden child donghun smut #golden child smut #donghun smut #bong jaehyun smut #vav smut #kevin moon smuts #got7 jackson #jacob bae #the boyz

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overdhse · 3 years

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hello everyone! i am finally starting my own golden child themed blog! i will be taking requests for scenarios (here’s a list of prompts you can send me!), reactions, mtl... basically everything. just make sure to make your requests as much detailed as you can! my inbox is pretty much open, even if you only want to have a talk, feel free to send me anything! - ela ♡

#golden child imagine #golden child scenario #golden child reaction #golden child drabble #golden child fluff #golden child smut #lee daeyeol #choi sungyoon #lee jangjun #son youngtaek #bae seungmin #bong jaehyun #kim jibeom #kim donghyun #hong joochan #choi bomin #golcha #gncd

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fictitiouswhore · 4 years

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golden child reaction to you being a virgin juseyo

Daeyeol: HARDCORE teases you. But once you actually get to IT he is super careful and sweet but he doesn’t mean to hurt your feeling and if he does he’ll act cute and dance for you

Y: He adored you already but after hearing that you’re a virgin he’s LITERALLY taking care of you and won’t let anything or anyone hurt you (sorry sungyoon as a boyfriend is coming soon bc he makes my heart melt) he’ll take his time and wait for you to be ready and will forever treat you like a princess (I’m in love)

Jangjun: Y’all were probably playing never have a i ever and when you said “had sex” LORD HIS LOUD ASS WONT LET YOU LIVE IT DOWN he will tease you for it but if it makes you upset he’ll stop and apologize immediately then do something weird to make you feel better.

Youngtaek: He honestly has no opinion on it when you’re ready you’re ready he’s not gonna change how he perceives you like you’re his person that’s that.

Seungmin: I personally don’t think he has much experience either so y’all would just take it slow but he’d be gentle and understanding throughout the whole thing

Donghyun: This cutie much like Tag he doesn’t really care like he’s not gonna rush you into anything and he’s just gonna vibe with you until you’re ready because he loves you regardless

Jaehyun: Fluff ball over here would just baby tf outta you even more than he already does and reassures you that it’s okay if you aren’t ready yet he’s not going anywhere

Joochan: He’s new to this too so you’re just figuring it out together and getting to know eachother slowly

Jibeom: Jibeom is just confused all the time so he’s not rushing into anything he’s ready whenever you are but he’s a mess so it’s just gonna be awkward for both of you (I swear I love him)

Bomin: (my precious baby) He’s most likely not all that experienced so he’s gonna wait for you to be ready and panic when the time comes but he’s the sweetest when you tell him like he’s gonna hit you with a big ole Bomin smile and hug you because you shouldn’t be nervous to tell him! (he’s my bias and I love his smile)

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sunpopz · 2 years

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'til death do us part

pairing: jaehyun x afab!reader word count: 4.8k contains: phone sex, stoner!jaehyun, toxic relationship, like he's genuinely manipulative im srs this is kinda dark (lots of possessiveness + obsessive behavior), smut, mutual masturbation, pillow humping, some fluff, angst, unreliable narrator, short descriptions of exhibitionism, nonsexual dominance summary: your full-blown attachment to jaehyun makes itself known when he has to leave for a week, and you pretty much lose your mind. you call it love, but maybe that's only because you don't have another word for it. a/n: this took me forever to finish and it's only 4.8k words *~* pls leave me feedback or let me know if i should add/remove any warnings!

everything happened so fast.

it all started at a get-together your friend jennie hosted one weekend; introducing you to people she was closer with to make you feel more comfortable in a foreign city. you weren’t expecting the large crowd at her beach house, though it made sense that someone with a modeling career had so many connections. having met her through the most random interaction (you stupidly left your purse in a grocery basket and she chased you down in the parking lot, then you talked for like twenty minutes about the city because you asked for directions to the best furniture store), you had no idea that she was such a big deal with so much importance tied to her name. the two of you had exchanged numbers and she helped you unpack one day, inviting you to her “chill version of a party” (her words) as she handed you boxes.

the house itself was beautifully decorated and spacious. with the beach only a couple hundred meters away, the ocean air drafted in through open doors and windows, giving the atmosphere a sense of playfulness. it had honestly been a great time, you having stayed from start to finish thanks to everyone’s welcoming energy. people put in the effort to remember your name and include you in conversations, told you stories, offered you drinks, even invited you to other events.

after all the food, drinks, and board games were packed up and almost everyone left, it was just you, jennie, and a few other people scattered in the master bedroom upstairs. the air from the window was a bit breezy by then and jennie lied on her back with her head hanging off the end of one of the two beds, drunk. she was talking upside down, slurred, to a trio of girls sitting on the floor, who you’d learned weren’t from here either; old friends who’d stopped at her house to spend the night while traveling.

on the other bed were you and a guy you’d learned was named jaehyun, someone you met early on in the party but didn’t interact with directly up until now. he was sitting against the headboard, comfy with his hoodie over his head and his hands in his pockets. you sat facing him with crossed legs next to his outstretched ones, playing with your fingers.

both of you were high, bong forgotten about on the bedside table as you talked endlessly about nothing important. after stealing glances at each other all day, sitting in a bed with him in the now quiet (save for the low music still coming from the bluetooth speaker) house reminded you of your late teen years where you’d hang out with a boy you like without your parents knowledge.

“mm.. i think i’ll just let you guess,” jaehyun said, amusement clear in his voice. “whenever i tell a girl my sign she gets all weird about it.”

“so you’re a scorpio.” you deadpanned. the two of you had been jumping from random topic to random topic and eventually landed on the inevitable zodiac sign conversation, jaehyun playfully rolling his eyes the second you asked his.

he shook his head slowly. “nah.”

“uhm. pisces?”

“nope.”

you gave him a slow once over, racking your brain for all the star sign related things you’d read online. they say aries’ have strong eyebrows right? his weren’t very strong.. not that you knew what that even meant. he had dimples. do dimples mean anything? you thought anyone could have dimples. you were studying the shape of his lips for a little too long when the corner of his mouth lifted up.

“you give up?”

you were honestly ready to move on to something else, your fuzzy brain refusing to think deeply about anything of depth right now. all you’d really been paying attention to the past hour was how attractive jaehyun was, his face stopping your train of thought like this multiple times already. you just shrugged and nodded.

he took a long look at your facial features before saying anything. “aquarius.”

your eyebrows raised. “that makes a lot of sense, actually.”

“oh, here we go,” his eyeroll was playful, but it still made you feel like you had to be defensive. not because you were being truthful, but because this conversation felt structured from the start. just words and sentences to fill time until the tension got the best of you.

“i’m serious! that would’ve been my next guess,” your hands raised a bit along with the pitch of your voice to convince him. he just laughed and shook his head.

you couldn’t remember what it was like to get to know someone you had a crush on. your past relationships all went by in a blur; one damaged person meeting another damaged person and fighting more for the idea of love than love itself, ultimately causing more problems than solutions. you pushed it all away.

a moment of comfortable silence passed where you two just existed in each other’s very welcome presence, jaehyun letting his head fall back on the headboard lightly with his eyes closed. you stared at the column of his neck, then started to notice the ache in your knees from sitting cross legged for so long. you decided to stretch your legs out parallel to him, hands planted behind you to hold yourself up. you were both admittedly pretty tired from the day’s events, the weed not really helping with that.

jaehyun opened his eyes and peered down to where your legs lied next to his, then trailed his eyes slowly up your body, stopping at your face. you quirked an eyebrow.

he stared for a moment before speaking. “you don’t wanna come up here?”

your heart skipped. ‘up here’ like up next to him? you’d caught on quickly that jaehyun was a man of few words, nearly soft-spoken, but he knew how to make the words count. nuance and intent was always transparent in what he was saying, and in this case the look on his face and tone of his voice was just flirtatious.

you titled your head. “is that normally how you ask for things you want, jaehyun?”

he smiled, quick, big and sheepish, obviously not expecting that response. the energy the two of you shared had gone from curious to flirty throughout the entire time you’d sat here talking, but this was the first time he vocally made it known he wanted to be closer to you. the break in tension was coming closer.

“alright, then. can you please come sit next to me?” he asked with a mock pout. you rolled your eyes.

“only because you asked so nicely.”

when you settled yourself beside him, he let his arm wrap around your shoulder and suddenly you felt surrounded by him. his warmth, his smell.. that bubbling feeling in your gut intensified and you were reminded how much you missed this kind of intimacy.

out of impulse (that you wouldn’t have acted on if it weren’t for your current state of mind), you snuggled up to his side as close as possible, letting yourself melt into him. jaehyun watched you shift onto your side and place your hand on his chest with a knowing smile on his face, finding your need to be closer adorable. you really wanted to let your leg rest on top of his, but you felt it was too intimate and didn’t want to scare him away.

of course, though, he noticed the way your knee subtly rubbed against the side of his leg and took it upon himself to grab your thigh and move it over his own. now with his body almost between yours, you felt your face go hot and tried to hide a smile with a bite of your lip. jaehyun chuckled.

“aw, don’t get all shy on me now,” he teased, and you rolled your eyes again, pretending the rumble of his voice from this close didn’t affect you. something about jaehyun was entrancing; the conversation you guys just had being nothing but the typical stupid flirty small talk, zero substance, yet it was enough to leave you breathless in his presence.

you started running your finger along his chest where your hand lied, just to do something, then felt the very subtle dips of his abs through the fabric of his hoodie. you weren’t sure if your mind was playing tricks on you, so you ended up rubbing your whole palm on him with more pressure to confirm. “woah, you’re ripped.”

he laughed at your observation, airily. you felt the vibration on your hand and your heartbeat quickened. the air was suddenly hot and the tension between you two was thick, your mind now forced to stay focused on the hot man next to you. your finger continued to trail along his abdomen while his hand rubbed your thigh.

“that feels nice,” jaehyun praised. it was hushed, like he only wanted you to hear, and you felt yourself go from wet to soaking.

feeling ecouraged, you slowly let your finger run a little lower to his stomach. at this point, you were just being indulgent with the permission he gave you to feel him up and be in his space, mind ran by nothing but lust. never had you ever done something like this with someone the day you met them, but jaehyun was just irresistible.

he tensed under you as your finger traveled lower on his stomach. you stopped and looked up at him with glazed eyes, feeling brave. he looked zoned out when you spoke. “i hear aquarius’ are good in bed.”

he bit his lip, wetting it and letting it go. “really?”

“no. i actually don’t know shit about astrology.”

he kissed you then, deep and hard, his hand gripping your thigh. you took a second to reciprocate due to the shock of it all, but once you did it wasn’t like any kiss you’d experienced before.

your ex’s and flings kissed you like they had to, like they were finishing a routine, or like they were thinking too hard about it. jaehyun kissed you like he needed to, like he had something to prove, equally giving and taking. as much as you hated to admit it at the time, you knew the moment he kissed you that this- he was something you needed in your life regularly.

your hands reached for his hair and pulled him closer, deeper, and he moved himself to hover over you. his hand found your boob over your shirt, rushed like he’d been thinking about grabbing it already. your head was spinning at the feeling of his soft yet firm body above yours, the heat between the two of you rising rapidly and desperately. he involved his tongue and you moaned, softly, at the smooth slide of it against your own.

“okayy! time for you two to get a room,” jennie interrupted from the other bed, clapping once with her outburst and startling you both away from each other’s faces. “there’s plenty of them, choose any. it was cute at first but it’s getting gross now.”

that night he’d fucked you good and deep in the guest room downstairs, hand over your mouth to keep from disturbing the other people in the house. he kept telling you how hot you were as if it were a secret he needed to get off his chest, then made you cum twice before he came himself (though it was only seconds after you; the mix of the sporadic clenching around him and your whining was too overwhelming). and then he ate you after. you felt like you were in heaven.

the two of you had become inseparable after that. it started out as the average friends with benefits relationship until it became unbearable to pretend not to have feelings for each other. eventually you announced you were dating, to which your friends were already aware of.

most of your time was spent together, one of you tagging along whenever the other went out, sometimes even for things like trips to the bank or grocery shopping. your lives revolved around each other. your friends thought it was almost fake; the same question of “can jaehyun come?” or “you mind if i bring y/n?” whenever either of you were invited somewhere seemed like a cinematic level of infatuation.

it was also cute, though, how you just clicked. if someone told you your soulmate was gonna be a stoner you met through a party at your supermodel friend’s beach house, who also argued with you about whether or not mermaids were real, you would’ve laughed in their face. but the speed of which you fell for each other took you by surprise. jaehyun could say the same, having never felt that insistent curiosity and endearment towards someone he just hooked up with before, let alone for that long.

your favorite thing about the relationship, though, was the sex. it was always passionate and eventful, the two of you getting off on each other’s pleasure. the average person would expect such a thing from such a good-looking couple, and maybe the knowledge of that added to the confidence in bed, or maybe it was jaehyun’s nonstop praise, because you’d tried things with him that you would’ve never considered doing before you met him. he had you bent over random surfaces, using toys you’d never seen before, and sometimes roleplaying in sexy costumes from amazon. in an alternate world you’ve been a cop who handcuffed and fucked him, a cat girl who got handcuffed and fucked, an evil witch who slipped a love potion in his drink… it got pretty creative sometimes. you loved every second of it.

one of your friends asked you what falling in love felt like, her eyes staring dreamily at a framed picture of you and jaehyun in your livingroom. she said people always explained it as something slow, conscious, and irresistible. you’d argue that it feels more like randomly slamming your face into concrete.

truthfully, you felt like you were doing something wrong from the moment it started. you could admit jaehyun held the ropes from the beginning, subconsciously teaching you vague clingy and possessive behavior in the small things he’d say. his words felt calculated, short, implying that he’d be the most important thing in your life if you really loved him. but he never really said that. you just knew, because that’s what you were to him. his religion, his muse.

while at times, it felt like a pile of mud with a shiny bow on top, you were working out just fine. more good than bad, the two of you, in your own little world, disgustingly in love.

so when jaehyun had to leave the city for an event with his family, you didn’t know what to do with yourself.

it was his cousin’s wedding, so it was important, but you couldn’t stop the longing for him during the week he was gone. only a week, he kept reminding you, but after so much time with him consistently attached to your hip, it felt like a month.

jaehyun was staying at a rented mansion with the rest of his large family, so he had his own room in it’s own area. the two of you facetimed daily, once for the entire day because he had the time to, him lying in bed watching you do your daily tasks around the house while you talked your ass off about everything he was missing back home. he had a puppy with him then, his relatives dog, who he’d brought in the room specifically to see your reaction (and wasn’t disappointed - you squealed and baby talked to her the entire time).

you were satisfied when you went to bed that night, having taken a long hot shower and lit candles a while after you hung up to keep your energy light and happy. you were snuggled in your blankets with the lights off, scrolling through social media and ready to fall asleep when your phone rang.

you smiled to yourself upon seeing the ‘JAEEE <33’ on your screen, heartwarming when putting him on speaker and setting your phone on the bed.

“you miss me already?”

“you’re sexy as fuck, you know that?”

you froze, not at all expecting his voice to have an edge to it, let alone the words he spoke. the compliment sunk in as it dawned on you that he was horny, his voice only ever sounding like that when he wanted you. you shifted your whole body to face your phone and snuggled into yourself closer, fully engaging in what he had to say. “well, i do now.”

he laughed that kind of laugh he does when he’s also shaking his head, almost condescending, but not serious. your heart ached; you missed seeing it in person. “you already knew. i tell you all the time.”

“then why ask a question you already know the answer to?,” your head tilted, as if he could see you, feeling playful. challenging. “you gonna ask me if i love you next?”

“do you?”

“you just wanna hear me say it.”

he scoffed. you heard movement on the other side, fabric against fabric, and assumed he was moving around in his bed. you couldn’t really understand why he called you again at this time, your calls usually happening during the day, but it didn’t bother you. you stopped thinking about it the moment he started talking, actually.

“you wanna know what i’m thinking about?,” he asked after the movement stopped, and you hummed a yes. “when we first met, you said something to me. do you remember what it was?”

“can you stop asking questions and just tell me what you’re gonna say?”

he sighed in faux disappointment. moments like this were one of the reasons you fell for jaehyun, him adding flavor to your relationship through surprises and spontaneity, placing pretty bandaids over wounds. he wanted you to play along with whatever game this was, as usual, but you were more curious about where he was going with it.

a moment passed before he continued. “you said something like, ‘is that how you ask for things jaehyun?’. it was hot. just couldn’t get over how good it sounds when you say my name.”

oh, okay. so he was really horny. you grew hot at the words he was saying, rubbing your legs together subconsciously, fidgeting. you wanted to say something snarky back, maybe make a comment about the way he mocked your voice, but he knew how to render you speechless too well. all you could do was let out a whiney “jae…”

“fuck, yeah. like that.”

it occurred to you that he was definitely jerking off.

you heard a very faint flapping noise come through, it speeding up with his words, and felt embarrassed that you didn’t notice sooner. the timing, his voice, how he asked questions instead of telling you things straight forward. it was as if he couldn’t think straight and needed help filling in his sentences.

some silence passed. you reached your hand down your pajama shorts and rubbed at your clit through your underwear, staring at the screen. this wasn’t how you expected this call to go at all.. but why wouldn’t it have? it was late and 5 days into the dreadfully long week. if he hadn’t called you with his hand on his dick, you probably would’ve initiated it yourself.

“keep talking.”

jaehyun huffed a laugh. “you should’ve seen my cousin’s faces when i showed them pictures of you. they were in shock. that’s how sexy you are.”

you moaned softly at his words. something you learned about jaehyun was how much he talks during sex, contrasting with how he usually keeps his thoughts to himself. it’s like a dam breaks loose once the pleasure hits and it’s one of your favorite things, listening to him tell you everything he adores about you, usually with his hand around your throat or your eyes glistening up at him while you take him in your mouth. this was new territory, though, phone sex not even being a thought before this night.

“you’re even hotter, though,” you breathed. you felt compelled to spin the narrative of the conversation on it’s head and compliment him instead, still not used to the unconditional affirmations jaehyun threw at you, even with it being something he does 80% of the time. “just being in the corner store with you sometimes.. people stare. and they don’t even know what’s underneath your clothes. they’d have a heart attack.”

“they’re staring at you, too, you know,” and just like that. it’s back to you. “you just can’t tell.”

you should’ve known your attempt to steer away would’ve been useless.

you ignored the statement, continuing what you were saying before. “i think the best part about it is knowing they’ll never have you. every person in the room has to watch us walk in and out together, wishing they were in our shoes, wishing they knew what it was like to be with us. for like, at least five minutes we occupy people’s minds. just as fantasies.”

“fuck, agreed. you said it perfectly.”

maybe people would think the two of you were conceited if they heard how you talked to each other, but no one else was in the relationship. they didn’t matter. they never did; not when you not-so-secretly foot-fucked him under tables at dinners or when you detached yourselves from events altogether, staying with the crowd until you got tired of it and wanted to separate.

it couldn’t have been healthy, you admitted to yourself. it honestly wasn’t even a matter of admitting anything to yourself; you knew it wasn’t healthy. jaehyun and his love was truly like a drug, in the best and worst ways. none of the judgmental stares or the whispered complaints around you mattered because all you needed was him, even if being with him as often as you were meant neglecting other responsibilities in your life here and there.

but it wasn’t like you were stupid. just in love with both him and love itself, something you hadn’t experienced in full until you met him. you hoped this period of your lives only boiled down into something less intense rather than turning sour, but even that wasn’t a thought you let sit for long. you knew it wasn’t likely.

you had already slid your hand under the waistband of your underwear and began to finger yourself when jaehyun spoke again.

“shit, i can hear how wet your pussy is.”

your mouth fell open a bit when you moaned this time. “only for you.”

“i know, baby,” he cooed, reassuring. “only for me.”

short gasps turned into whines, reciprocated through grunts in your phone’s glitchy speaker. you lied on your stomach, grabbed a pillow, and placed it between your legs. you moaned high when you humped down on it, slow and hard. “i really wish you were here..”

jaehyun moaned at your words. “can’t take care of yourself when i’m not around? are you that far gone?”

and there it was. amongst the long list of things he’d say to you in bed to get you going, telling you you’re useless without him was at the very top. you were that far gone, actually. you couldn’t remember how to navigate life without him next to you, and it had been driving you more nuts than his absense itself. since when were you a codependent person? you didn’t really know who you were anymore after being with jaehyun, but again it didn’t matter. he made you happy.

“you know i am,” you whispered.

he laughed.

after a few minutes of whimpering while humping your pillow and listening to jaehyun curse, nothing was enough, so he asked you to turn your camera on. you reached to your phone and facetimed him with shaky fingers, propping it in front of your face.

the look on his face when he loaded in was straight up lustful, and you watched him groan in reaction to your expression. you realized then how erotic you looked, eyebrows furrowed and mouth agape, eyes big and pleading with your cheek pressed into the sheets. almost just how he liked you, your usual dumb brain and whiney wet mouth coming a lot sooner when he was actually with you.

“love seeing you like this,” his handsome face distanced from the screen as he angled his phone lower to show you how he was touching himself, hard dick pulled out from his sweats and a hand wrapped around it loosely, tugging repeatedly. “look what you’re doing to me. let me see the rest of you, baby.”

your eyes fluttered shut at the pet name. you slipped your shorts off in the process of shifting your phone to display most of your body and jaehyun cursed under his breath, his voice farther away now.

you were able to think clearer this way, feeling less scrutinized without your focus being directly on each other’s faces. you felt good right now. really good, actually, pleasure making it’s way through you and settling in the marrow of your bones, but feeling good didn’t last forever. it never did, especially when jaehyun wasn’t there next to you for days. especially when at the end of the day you were only you, and jaehyun was only jaehyun, and separation was possible. you couldn’t bear the thought that you were living proof of that in this moment, alone in your room, humping your pillow as your boyfriend watched you through a screen. not really there.

“grind on it like you grind on me.”

you faltered a bit, then rolled your hips languidly against the fabric. you moaned at the same time he did and forced a laugh to acknowledge that, but it was cut off by another moan.

jaehyun was fucking into his hand roughly now, gripping it tight and thrusting quick and hard. his grip on the phone was shaky. he grunted. “i’m so fucking close.”

“me too,” you whined, gripping the pillow beneath you tightly as you worked yourself on it faster and harder. “wan’ you to cum inside me so bad.”

the desperate longing look on your face, the bounce of your ass as you dry fucked your pillow, the whimpered words leaving your mouth; it was all enough to push jaehyun past the edge. you watched his cum spirt out in three thick waves, silent, eyes shutting tightly as you slowly reached your own orgasm.

then the good feeling part was over. there was no physical aftercare he could offer you, no cuddling until you fell asleep and waking up to caramel coffee the way he made it. you were alone in your bed, bottom half almost completely exposed, head fuzzy. alone in your house, alone for the next few days.

yes he was coming back, but you’d be alone again eventually. his trip away felt like an awakening of sorts, you having stared at pictures of the two of you around the house wondering why you felt scared. it dawned on you that nothing as intense as love or grief was an experience that’s shared so strongly. you were going to die alone, one spirit and one body, no jaehyun ascending with you. you were one person, and you couldn’t even stomach the idea of it.

when had you become this way? you were stable when you moved here, determined to finish the long, hefty job of settling in by yourself. you got some help, but none of it was asked for. you were even fine when you met him, two individuals with an interest in each other. yet here the two of you were, an individual and their puppet.

a tear rolled down your face as you stared blankly at your boyfriend’s fucked out expression.

he pouted at you. “don’t cry, pretty.”

another tear fell and you wiped it away immediately, forcing yourself to keep it together. you felt weak, terribly so, but it was only temporary.

“promise me you’ll never leave me, jae,” you spoke, voice small. “please. this is unbearable.”

there was something dark in his eyes, as usual when you admitted how much you needed him in your life. it was a sign of success in your dynamic; something good usually happening after he got that look on his face, whether it be an expensive gift, a nice gesture, or just more encouraging words. it meant good news. you felt terrible now, but something good was going to happen. you were going to feel good again. you smiled and he smiled back, nodding his head playfully.

“‘til death do us part.”

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Masterlist

[updated: 6/10/21]

☀ = fluff || ✦ = angst || ❃ = suggestive || ♠ = smut || ❆ = fics || ☄ = drabble || ♢ = timestamp || ⍟ = scenario || ⑀ = imagine || ♚ = personal favs. || ☾ = au (vampire/ghosts/host club, etc)

↳ The Boyz

lee sangyeon

↳ [ 11:39 PM ] ☀ ♢

bae joonyoung (jacob)

kim younghoon

lee jaehyun (hyunjae)

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In which Hyunjae can’t stop calling his older girlfriend by “baby.”

lee juyeon

moon hyungseo (kevin)

choi chanhee (new)

ji changmin (q)

ju haknyeon

kim sunwoo

son youngjae (eric)

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lee daeyeol

choi sungyoon

lee jangjun

son youngtaek

bae seungmin

bong jaehyun

kim jibeom

kim donghyun

hong joochan

choi bomin

↳ Pentagon

jo jinho

lee hwitaek (hui)

yang hongseok

ko shinwon

yanan

yeo changgu (yeoone)

adachi yuto

kang hyunggu (kino)

jung wooseok

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Black Mamba | Chapter 2

Pairings: Reader x Mark Lee, Reader x Hendery, Reader x Jaehyun, feat. ot21

Genre: NCT mafia!au, angst, fluff, light smut (suggestive), comical

Warnings: Swearing, mentions of cheating and drugs

Words: 3.415k

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Chapter 2 - Judas Kiss

Valentine’s Day, Seoul, Korea, 2023

You were planning to take Mark out on a date for your anniversary, you were able to book a restaurant and super excited to take Mark. You both have been busy lately, both of you had not left the mansion in a while, and this would be an excellent opportunity to go out. After you got the call for the confirmation, you walked to Mark’s office to go tell him. But before you could open the door, you heard the other boys talking to him about what to do for Valentine’s Day.

“Boss, how long has it been since you’ve gone out?” Jaehyun asked

“I’ve been busy trying to manage you, numskulls.”

“We are all planning on going to hit the club tonight, you should come,” Johnny added.

“Nah, you guys go on your own.”

“C’ mon boss, how long has it been since you’ve had a girl over?” Taeyong asked

“It’s none of your business.”

“Mark, we all know you haven’t had one over in forever,” Donghyuck Responded.

The truth was, Mark did everything he can to avoid the boys from finding out about you two. Whether that was you hiding in the closet, or waiting ten minutes to exit the same room, it was what you promised between each other. Mark also made his room soundproof, to ensure no one would hear both of you in the same place. Mark sighed and gave a somewhat forced answer.

“…fine I’ll go.”

“YES!!” Cheered Yuta

You heard them walking by the door, so you quickly made it look like you were walking to the supplies closet looking for materials for your next weapon. The guys saw you, excited to know what your latest invention was.

“y/n! y/n! What are you working on!” Donghyuck asked

“Well, if I told you I would ruin the surprise.”

“Can’t you give us a little hint?”

“Fine.”

“You guys have to use this on night missions.”

“Ohhhhhhh”

“Well, I have to get back to the lab, I’ll see all of you.”

“Bye y/n!!”

You obviously made that weapon up, but right now you just wanted to go into the lab and reflect on what just happened. You walked into the lab and just sat in there for an hour fiddling your pen, thinking about what to do. You trusted Mark, but you had hoped he would have remembered to do something or anything for your anniversary. He knows that you didn’t like flowers, but in past anniversaries he at least got you a gift and spent more time with you for the day. Last year, he spent the whole day in the lab saying he was “testing” and “approving” your weapons. When in reality, you both were having a secret date inside the lab and couldn’t keep your hands off each other.

The thought of being engaged and getting married crossed your mind, since some of your friends had gotten engaged around three or four years of dating someone. You would say yes, but was this the right time? You decided to head to the bathhouses to clear your mind and think of different things to take your mind off your worries.

The bathhouses were inspired by Japanese onsens, and since you were the only girl in a high ranking position, you got the bathhouse to yourself. Your juniors and other trainees had other houses where they bathed. You let the hot water and steam relax your body, and you watched as there was a light snowfall. Watching the delicate flakes of snow melting softly into the hot water made you feel calm, and forget what you were worried about.

However, when you stepped out and walked back into the mansion, it was extremely quiet. You then asked a maid carrying towels where they went.

“They went out tonight miss.”

Right. They were going to the club. On Valentine’s Day. On your anniversary. You would be lying if you said it didn’t hurt as you walked to your bedroom to change into one of Mark’s hoodies, it smelled like whiskey and his old spice. You tried to sleep, and you were tossing and turning and looked at the clock, 12:00 AM. You realized that you needed to find out for yourself if Mark indeed was staying loyal or else you wouldn’t be able to sleep. You got up and changed into your clothes (with weapons secretly equipped in pockets of course) which was all black, and you wore a black mask to cover your face.

You rode your motorbike near the club and had to walk through a big park to get there since everyone came to this club on Valentines Day, and it’s hard to get in. You noticed that this was the park that you and Mark had your first official date in the public.

You remembered how he violently chased the pigeons and picked up a bunch of flowers for you. It was good and heartwarming memories that reminded you of Mark. But you quickly snapped out of it and focused at the task at hand. You had debated whether to go or not, determining the probability of him catching you there or how he would react. You even wondered if you were just being paranoid and doubting Mark.

“What am I going to do if he sees me?”

“What happens if he is cheating on me?”

“Am I just going crazy?”

“What if I am worried for nothing, god I feel so stupid.”

“So, I am actually doing this, you can do it y/n.”

But you decided, fuck it, let’s just do it, if he sees me, then so be it. You walked up to the bodyguards, and you showed them your NCT tattoo, and they let you in immediately with no question. But of course, everyone else waiting started to yell at them wondering how you magically get to waltz inside. When you got in your eardrums hurt like hell, this was one of the main reasons why you didn’t like clubs. First off, even though you were in a mafia group, you didn’t drink or smoke, you just didn’t like either preferably.

The place clearly reached of alcohol, pot, marijuana, and flavored vape smoke. So many drunk and high people dancing, along with flashing lights, was not your forte. Also, the fact that people were sniffing cocaine and smoking out of rainbow bongs did not help either. You also realized that this particular club as also a strip club, so strippers and naked girls are everywhere. You did notice a bunch of men trying to hit on you, but once you almost broke the arm of a guy trying to grope your ass, they all seemed to back away from you.

You tried to desperately find Mark or even the group, there were so many people and so many sweaty bodies you couldn’t wait to get out of this shit hole. You eventually saw all of them sitting in a booth laughing and drinking, you can tell Mark was drunk because he was really touchy with all of the members and his face has a slight pink tint. You were relieved he was just drinking and not doing other things.

But as you are just going to leave out of the corner of your eye, you saw a girl walk over to Mark and sat on his lap. You turned, and with no hesitation, he started to make out with her and holding her the way he held you. You saw all the boys hooting and hollering Mark. You saw him smiling, which you haven’t seen in a long time.

But there was only one person not following along, which was Donghyuck, who looked uncomfortable in this situation. That led him to notice you with watery eyes, and you quickly ran out of there as fast as your legs could carry you. You ran and ran for miles while knowing Donghyuck was following you, hearing his footsteps linger behind you. You ran not looking back, feeling your tears stream your cheeks as millions of thoughts fill your head.

“Is he happy?”

“Why did he do this?”

“What is wrong with me?

“What is this feeling?

“Why does my throat have a lump?”

“Why does my chest feel heavy?”

“Why are my eyes filled with water?”

“Why did he do this?”

“Did he forget about me?”

The only time you remembered crying like this was at your parents funeral, you have never cried since. For once, you felt hurt again, and you felt betrayed by someone you loved in a long time. You felt sick and vulnerable.

“Why did you make me feel this way?”

You wondered if you ever made him happy. You questioned if he ever loved you. You thought if you were ever enough for Mark.

“Was this just a game?”

“Was my loyalty for three years worth nothing?”

“Did I just waste my time?”

But the footsteps never stopped

“y/n!! Wait!”

You kept running and running until your tears dried up from the wind created while you were running. You ran into the park and sat on a bench with lightly stained tears as Donghyuck caught up to you panting and sat down the bench with you. At this point, you’ve cried enough, and now you are just deep in thought, figuring out an excuse to tell him.

“y/n? why were you at the club?”

“I-I heard you guys were going out…I just- wanted to make sure you guys were okay.”

“Aw, that's so nice of you y/n.”

“Hey! Don’t tell the guys about this, I don’t want them to know I actually care or look out for you or whatever.”

“Don’t worry, I won’t tell them.”

“So, how is guys’ night out?”

“Eh, same old same old, but now it’s interesting now that Mark came with us, he’s usually extremely busy during this time.”

“Well, I should let you get back to your guys night, I’ll be going home.”

“Ride home safe y/n.”

“You know, I will.”

You walked to your motorbike watching Donghyuck casually walk back to that disgusting place, now reminding you what had just happened. You put on your helmet and felt tears falling, and you kept riding faster and faster in anger, wanting to get away. You came home to your face streaming with tears as you walked to the shooting range. You always went there to let out your anger and emotions while practicing your shooting, which was never rusty.

You took a gun from the lab and shot about 10 targets all either all shot in the head or heart. You soon felt calm and emotionally stable after and walked back to the bedroom. You grabbed and changed back into the pajamas you had before, sadly smelling Mark on the hoodie. You had gotten tired and fell asleep for a while.

3 AM, you heard a rally of screaming and drunk men burst through the front door, indicating that they all had just come home from their guys night. You heard footsteps come towards the bedroom door and someone struggling to open the door and eventually opened it. You saw a drunk Mark with lipstick all over his face and hickeys down his neck. His belt was undone, and his pants were all wrinkled, now indicating he did cheat on you. He smelled like cheap flowers and champagne, and suddenly tears filled up your eyes, and you couldn’t see through the blur.

“Whyyyy are yyyouuu wearinggg myy hoodies?”

“You-“

“Whooo saidd youuu couuld wear them?”

“Y-“

“Only peeeople I loveee get to weaaar them. Soooo why are you wearing ittt.”

“…”

“I SAID”

Mark suddenly grabbed you forcefully and shoved you against the wall demanding to know why you were in his room, wearing one of his hoodies. Your eyes were now overflowing with tears, Mark never, in his three years of dating you yelled or shoved you like that. This was someone else, this wasn’t Mark.

“ANSWER ME WOMAN”

“Y-you said I-I-I could w-wear them.”

“WHEN DID I SAY THAT, I NEVER LOVED YOU”

“…”

After that he slapped you in the face and forcefully removed the hoodie from your body, leaving you half-naked.

“NOW GET OUT OF MY ROOM!! I NEVER ASKED FOR ANOTHER WHORE TONIGHT!”

“…”

“I NEVER WANT TO SEE YOU AGAIN!!”

Without any hesitation you left, half naked crying so hard you couldn’t breathe, and you ran to your old bedroom. It was just as you had left it, but there was no dust since the maids cleaned every room regardless if it was used or not. Your old clothes were still in the closet, and your old Crocodile jacket was still hanging in there. Your bed was cold and untouched, and it felt weird to try to sleep in here after three years.

You rummaged through your drawers to find an oversized shirt you had gotten at your old apartment. You wore it, feeling cold, not used to wearing a shirt rather than a hoodie. You tucked yourself in, and for one, felt lonely and vulnerable, there was no one to sleep next to you, no one to hold you, no one to love you. Not to your surprise, you had trouble sleeping, you missed sleeping with Mark, and not used to sleeping on your own. You decided to go get some tea to calm you down, a nice cup of chamomile would help.

You walked down the stairs and found Hendry already in the kitchen looking for something as well. You knew Hendery, he was new to the team, but you always knew about his night cravings, since so many of the members complained about it. He did not go out with the guys because he also wasn’t too fond of drinking or clubbing. It looked like he already made a pot of tea and was drinking some on his own.

“Oh, hi y/n, would you like some tea?”

“Yes, please.”

“It’s jasmine if that’s okay with you.”

“Yeah, that’s fine.”

Hendery took out another teacup and poured you some, and you both drank in silence.

“Is there something on your mind y/n?”

“Yeah…how did you know?”

“You usually don’t wake up in the middle of the night to have tea if you don’t want to calm your thoughts.”

You sighed as you placed your cup down and decided to let your thoughts out to him, he visited your lab a couple of times and was kind enough to deliver you lunch sometimes.

“It’s stupid

“It can’t be stupid if you are thinking about it so much.”

“I just broke up, with someone and it’s just hard to comprehend.”

“Ah, with Mark, right?”

You immediately froze and looked at him in awe.

“H-how did you find out?”

“I saw the signs and subtle flirting with each other, also do you think I’m that stupid to not notice you two going into the same room during the night and come out of the same room early in the morning?”

“Hm…you have a good point.”

“I heard him yelling, are you okay?”

“Y-yeah, he was just really drunk, but I’ve never seen him like that. Usually, when he is drunk, he can’t keep his hands off me.”

“I saw he was with someone else, are you okay about him cheating on you?”

“Yeah, but, nah, its just- dumb.”

“No, no, no, let it out.”

“I-I got him a present for our anniversary and Valentine’s Day, but I don’t even think he remembered.”

You revealed a watch that Mark always wanted. You noticed that he kept looking at his clock or phone for the time, and never owned a nice watch. It had your anniversary date on it engraved and had both of your initials on it as well. You showed Hendery, and he looked at it and you in pity. You started to cry again, to which Hendery comforted you, pulling you into his embraced and you cried on his shoulder while he rubbed your back.

“Why did he have to do it?”

“What’s wrong with me?”

“God, I’m so stupid.”

Was one of the few things you choked up while crying into Hendery. He looked at you with a comforting smile and reassured you of all your worries.

“You, are fucking y/n y/l/n, the damn Black Mamba, ex-Crocodile, okay? No one deserves to have you, and whoever does get to keep you is a lucky man, because they will get to love the most badass, loving, and hardworking woman I have ever seen.”

“Aw, you mean it?”

“…yeah, you are always there, looking out for trainees and constantly working in your lab and helping out many members on their missions.”

“Now, don’t think you will magically fall in love and date me because I’m a mess right now.”

“Whatever you say, princess, now go get some rest I’ll clean up.”

You got up from Hendery’s chest and started to walk back.

“Hey Hendery”

“Yeah?”

“Thank you for being here for me.”

You walked up and pecked his cheek.

“Now, don’t inflate your ego, man.”

He just smiled and waved to you going to bed. You walked back to your dark, and cold room that smelled like fresh cotton, no more musk, whiskey, or cigarette smell lingered in the room. Now calm, you fell into a deep sleep, hoping to never wake up.

You woke up early to help provide some hangover care packages for the guys, knowing they would be in pain for the whole day. You told the chef to prepare the best hangover foods such as eggs and bacon, grilled cheeses, smoothies, and a whole buffet for them. You also provided them with some pain killers and water for their headaches.

Soon, all of them slowly got out of their beds and took some painkillers and food thanking you for helping them. But the last one to come out was Mark, who shuffled his way over to you. You thought he would secretly rub your arm or hold your hand, but he just took his painkillers and food and didn’t even look at you. It was weird. You thought he was just tired and hungover, so he couldn’t even comprehend trying to flirt with you.

“Hey, there’s the man of the hour,” Donghyuck said

“How was a/n (any name) last night?” Asked Jaehyun

“She was…nice, I got her number, we are going on a date later, I want to get to know her better.”

“AYYY THATS MY DUDE” Johnny yelled

“hey, please stop screaming, it's hurting my head” scolded Taeil.

A date? Why would they be going on a date? Is this a cover-up for us dating? Mark got up, looked at you, and you thought he was about to say something to you, maybe a “sorry” or a pity look.

“Here are the dishes.”

“…”

You took them in shock

“Did I just hear that right?”

He gave no reaction or sympathy? Why is he acting this way? So many questions flooded your head while Hendery looked at you in pity, knowing how much pain and confusion you are going through. Mark just walked back and started calling on his phone. You all eventually went back to work just like a normal day. You were in the lab, and Mark only came in to talk about missions and weapons, there was no love or care in his voice.

He was acting super professional when he usually would act the complete opposite when you two were in the lab alone. This wasn’t Mark, this was the leader of NCT, this was someone who didn’t love you. This was someone who ran a mafia group, this was not someone to fall in love with. He stopped texting you and only called you for weaponry matters. You were working on data statistics for weapons and you couldn’t keep your mind off last night and this morning. You then eventually got to thinking about why it seemed that you were just another worker as you were before, three years ago. Until it hit you.

What if he forgot about me?

What if he forgot about us?

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