#jaehyun fiction
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Button Him Up
Pairing: Jung Jaehyun x female reader
Genre: romance / fluff / roommates to lovers / roommates au
Warnings: none
Word count: 1810
Glancing at the man shadowing your side, you sighed heavily. “Really?”
“I need your help,” he told you. Closing your eyes, you counted to five before opening them again and shifting your gaze to meet his. Warm brown eyes danced with amusement.
Yeah, he was milking it again.
Allowing your focus to shift slowly from his, over his proud chin and down his neck, you stopped at the collar of the navy shirt. The contrast of the dark shirt against his golden skin taunted you, and you wondered how you still felt this surprised by his body.
Okay, so it was a good body. A great one at that. If you allowed your eyes to greedily travel over the expanse of his chest still on display, down the ridges of his torso, and to sweep over the trail of dark hair that led into the waistband of his jeans, you would have no doubt licked your lips unconsciously. Maybe held your breath for good measure.
You hadn’t expected to become so addicted to your roommate’s physique. Then again, when Jung Jaehyun had turned up after your cousin Johnny insisted he’d make a solid roomie, you hadn’t been able to see all that he housed under the hoodie he wore.
And although his dimples made you frazzled that day, it wasn’t until you saw him shirtless for the first time that your heart truly malfunctioned.
A year into this arrangement and you had assumed you’d be immune. After all, Jaehyun never wore shirts. Not to bed, not when he left the bathroom – which you kind of understood since you too stepped out in just a towel out of habit and convenience – and various times in between. You were well acquainted with the muscles of his back, the smooth expanse of his chest and the glorious set of defined upper arms that you were very thankful were covered right now.
But here you were, lusting over Jaehyun’s body and having to dress him. It should be any girl’s daydream. Surely, it had been one of your fantasies. Except there was a reason why your roommate was waiting for you to button him up. And it wasn’t because you had progressed from sharing a flat to sleeping in the same bed.
No. Instead of allowing yourself the temptation of Jaehyun’s body, you dropped your gaze to his right hand and the cast that stuck out from the uncuffed shirt. That was the reason you had become Jaehyun’s current stylist.
You shifted on your bar stool where you had been eating breakfast and grumbled loudly. You couldn’t tell how much of it was purely for dramatics and how much came from the knowledge that touching him wasn’t something he wanted you to do when he didn’t have a broken hand.
Perhaps it was a little bit of both.
“Why do you insist on wearing shirts?” you questioned as your fingers slipped to the collar, straightening it before reaching for the first button and matching buttonhole. “You could wear a sweater.”
“It’s not yet cold enough for sweaters. You know that,” he responded, nodding to the tank top and pyjama shorts you had on still.
You rolled your eyes. You didn’t dig out your flannelette PJs until winter was well and truly established.
Tugging on the opening of the shirt a little more, you slipped in the second and third buttons with ease. “Okay then, but there are other top options.”
“I like shirts. They’re comfortable.”
“And have a lot of buttons,” you said to no one in particular, though you did catch his grin as you finished the final button. Automatically, your hands moved back up, smoothing the shirt over his body, and Jaehyun stood still as you continued to prepare him for the day.
It was almost hilarious, the way you doted on him like a stay-at-home wife, getting your husband ready for his day at work. Next, you’ll be making him a packed lunch and patting Jaehyun on the butt on his way out the front door.
You frowned. How was Jaehyun eating at work? Should you be making him food too since his dominant hand was out of commission?
Whilst you were lost in your thoughts, Jaehyun stepped back and started stuffing the end of his shirt into his jeans, huffing a little when he couldn’t reach around the back properly. You noticed the doe-eyed expression before you had a conclusion to your pondering thought.
“I’m not doing that.”
“Y/N, I have something important to do today.”
“So, ask my cousin to do it when you get to the office.”
“And leave the house looking like this?” Jaehyun gave you a reproachful stare.
You muttered under your breath something unintelligible before reaching out again. Sliding your hands over his waist and then onto his hips, you proceeded to help him. Biting down on your lip, you reined in any sinful thoughts about how your fingers were now brushing over the waistband to his underwear. You swallowed roughly when you pushed a little too well and felt the starting curve to his rear, quickly snapping back around the front of his hips and not caring if it was a rough tuck-in job or not.
And then, with a small pant, you stared at the undone button to his jeans. The silver dome sparkled back at you, and you knew without a doubt that the reason it was still undone made sense. Even you didn’t button up your pants before tucking in your tops when you chose to do so. All week long you had been helping him with the buttons on his shirt, but this was the first time he wore jeans. The slacks he normally wore to work had more room, and Jaehyun had always darted off once his shirt was buttoned up.
You cocked your head to the side. Why was he wearing jeans today?
“Can you, uh, you know,” he asked softly, and you looked up at Jaehyun. He had the audacity to blush at his request, though his eyes showed something more.
Challenge. Jaehyun was daring you to do it.
Could you? Could you recover from buttoning up Jaehyun’s pants long enough to be productive today? If this was your cousin, you wouldn’t hesitate. Then again, Johnny was the closest relative you had. You had grown up doing everything together. The idea of helping him dress when incapacitated wouldn’t have even made you blink. It was just clothes, right? So, if you thought of it as Johnny—
You knew it was Jaehyun standing in front of you, though. You knew by scent alone; the almond, amber and vanilla notes of his Jo Malone cologne were already mingling in your personal space. Even if you looked at the hips those jeans sat open on, you couldn’t convince yourself they were anyone else’s.
Jesus Christ, you scolded yourself, shaking your head slightly. It’s a button. Do it up and get on with your day already.
Tugging the jeans’ closures together, you buttoned it up smoothly and then nodded weakly. “You’re all good to go.”
“Thanks, Y/N.”
“No problem. Have a good day,” you mentioned, turning back to your bowl of cereal, deflating at the soggy remnants waiting for you. That’d teach you for taking so long to do a mindless task that should take all of thirty seconds.
“Now you.”
“Huh?”
Jaehyun hadn’t moved from where he stood beside you, but he did place his forearm on the countertop, using it to support the weakened limb. “You have to get dressed.”
“I don’t have to go to work today.”
“That’s right. You don’t.”
“Wait.” You blinked three times before looking up at your roommate. He was nobly attempting yet failing to hide a smile. “Today is Saturday.”
“Yep.”
“You don’t have work today.”
Jaehyun grinned. “How astute of you to recognise that.”
“You!” Pointing your index finger at the man, your voice shrilled. “You didn’t need to wear a shirt today!”
“But I am now, thanks to your help.”
“I might just kill you!”
Jaehyun raised his good hand to his chest and had the sense to look grave. “You wouldn’t.”
“Why did you just dress up for? If not for work, then what?” you demanded, and Jaehyun shrugged, looking away.
“A date.”
“A date,” you echoed blankly, trying to make the words click in your brain. Finally, they did, and you snapped your eyes up to his. They were mirthful, and yours turned murderous. “I just dressed you for a date!”
“To be fair, I dressed most of myself.”
“You’re going on a date with a broken hand.”
“I still have one free. I can hold things with it, like someone else’s hand or food.”
You laughed darkly, slumping in your seat. This was the extent of your life. Lusting over your roommate whilst he went on dates, and you merely assisted him in the process. You laughed harder, knowing at least you wouldn’t have to undress him later on for anything that might happen as a result of a good date.
“You need to get dressed,” Jaehyun repeated, and you grunted. He chuckled and crowded you a little. “I mean, I don’t mind this, but you might get cold outside.”
“I’m not going…”
It was then when your supposedly astute brain caught onto what he was insinuating. Slowly, you caught his gaze. Whilst his expression still held some amusement, his arched brow and tentative smile spoke otherwise.
“Oh,” you merely said, blinking a couple of times. “I guess I should get dressed then.”
“Do you need help?” he offered easily, and you threw him a look. Jaehyun grinned. “Well, you can’t blame a guy for trying. You’ve been dressing me all week.”
“Because you can’t yourself.”
“Want me to tell you a secret?” You nodded, and Jaehyun licked his bottom lip before continuing. “How do you think I’ve been getting undressed at night?”
And then his left hand popped open a button at his collar, nimbly doing it back up again one-handedly.
You gasped. “You! Oh my God!”
“I had to do something, Y/N. I’ve been trying for weeks to catch your eye. I knew you liked me physically at least, so breaking my hand has had some perks.” You merely laughed, and he joined you before leaning forward, his breath mingling with yours. “As for what you were considering earlier, maybe after today, I might be really tired and need help getting out of my clothes too.”
You refused to acknowledge how Jaehyun had read those thoughts, nor how they made your insides respond. Folding your arms under your chest, you smirked. “Oh, you think you’re so smooth right now. You just showed me how capable you really are. If anything, you might be quite the pro of getting me out of my own clothes later too.”
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90s LOVE — park jay
➞ bf!jay x f!reader
➞ hockey!au, inspired by the 90s love by nct u mv !!!
➞ synopsis : jay plays against your ex's hockey team
➞ fluff????
➞ word count : 1.6k
➞ tw : jay kicking ass semi-violent fight moment, swearing, just an itty bitty mention of blood
ᓚᘏᗢ aj — LOLLL took me so long to acc publish anything on here. if she sucks lets just pretend she doesn’t. smth short for tonight bc this is all i’ve been thinking of recently. enforcer refers to a player that deters and respond to violent play by the opposing team by starting fights w them. ALSO HAHAH I KNOW NOTHING ABOUT HOCKEY.
jay’s vision blurs momentarily as he gets shoved into the side panels of the rink. he regains his balance quickly though, and he brushes off the aching pain in his shoulders. he looks up hoping to get a glimpse of the jersey number that had just body checked him. he stomps on the ice, breezing past his teammates and the opposing team alike. he scans the ice for the puck and finds an open spot, and he watches his team fall back into a defensive position when they fail to shoot the puck into the opposing team's net.
that stupid number 10 was getting on jay’s nerve. he wore his jersey proudly as he strutted the ice with such toxicity. he was a bad player. he had been playing dirty, and the refs weren’t calling any of it. they turned a blind eye to it. he was known as one of the enforcers for the opposing team. now, jay was in no way the enforcer of his team; that was left for his other teammates. jay was the center of his team. jay was warned about number 10. not by his teammates nor his coach, but by his girlfriend.
"jay whatever he says or does during the game. just ignore him."
jay wanted to ignore him so bad. jay could tolerate the rough play on the ice; the shoving was all part of the game, and that game, jay could play. but the comments were much worse to tolerate. not when they included you. number 10 was your ex, jang jiwook. the stories you had a hard time opening up to jay about made jay hate his guts, despite not knowing the guy at all. upon hearing about the things he had done to you, jay just had to know what he looked like to at least keep an eye out for you when in public. throughout the entirety of the first half of the game, jiwook had been throwing comments left and right to jay about you, his beloved girlfriend. the misogynistic name-calling was enough to get steam blowing out of jay’s ears as if he were an animated character. while jay was good at keeping his temper in check, he couldn’t keep ignoring what jiwook was saying about you. jay wanted to listen to you so bad. he didn’t want to upset you first and foremost.
jiwook skates past jay again, briskly brushing past his shoulder. jay manages to skate into an open spot where he steals the puck away from the current holder and is able to turn the game around from there. upon rounding to the blue line nearest to the opposing team's net. jay looks to his right, finding jiwook coming in with such speed that he is sure he is about to come in and bulldoze jay. and so he passes the puck to another teammate, hoping they will be able to finish the play and score for their team. his teammate is able to make the score, which leads to a chorus of cheers from their school crowd.
jiwook skates up past jay with a smirk playing on his lips. jay’s irritation begins to grow.
"i heard you were with yn? have fun with my leftovers." and with that, he skates away. jay can hear him chuckling under his breath. jay breathes out for a moment. the cold arena makes his hot breath come out as a white fog. eyes averted to the clock and then back to the game. jay’s eyes watch carefully as his teammates skate with such vigour; he can hear the calls from left and right, yet as sunghoon calls out for jay to pass to, before he can even receive the puck in the bill of his stick, a body comes smashing into his side, sending jay toppling over.
the audience falls into a frenzy, some cheering, some complaining. jay’s teammates turn their heads in concern for his condition. jay feels jiwook’s heavy weight lift off him, and jiwooks teammates are hitting their sticks against the boards of the rink. despite the heavy hit to his head, jay can still see straight, and all he wants to go for is the big blue jersey with the numbers 10 stamped in white letters plastered on the back.
sunghoon approaches jay; he asks him if he’s okay. but his words just sounded slurred to jay, who begins catching up to jiwook. sunghoon looks towards the student section of the audience in search of you. fully knowing what’s about to happen next.
jay can hear the shouts of his teammates in the players box, and he is sure his coach is mixed in there yelling about not following the play. but he simply shakes his white gloves off and rips his helmet off his head, proceeding to toss it to the side. his right arm comes to tap jiwooks shoulder, who spins around on his skates only to be met with jay’s cold fist to his face. the crowd's roars intensify after the first hit.
the first hit is enough to get the helmet twisted partially off jiwook’s head. but the second left hook knocks the helmet clean off. leaving a defenceless jiwook to jay’s assault. jiwooks arms come to either side of jay’s bulky arms, and he quickly rips his gloves off in an attempt to retaliate for the violence. jay is full of rage; he is already burning up under all the equipment layered on his body.
"don’t fucking talk about yn like that," jay tells him. hair disheveled. jiwook struggles against jay who throws the last punch before the refs tear the two boys apart. jay comes back to his senses upon being scolded by the referee as he gets ushered to the penalty box. jiwook is skating with crimson blood slowly dripping from his nose, it drips onto his chin and onto the neck cut of his jersey.
jay refuses to look at jiwook from the penalty box, but when he cranes his neck to look at the spot where you reside among the other watchers in the arena, he fails to find you. but he knows you are probably upset at him for acting out. despite your warnings for jay, he never promised you that he wouldn’t hurt jang jiwook.
after five minutes in the box, he returns to the players box, where his teammates cheer him on and praise him for being able to square up to an enforcer despite being a center. fighting wasn’t jay’s job, at least not on the ice. but fighting for you? it was his job, and he takes his job very seriously. his teammates send him to the locker room, and jay wholeheartedly expects his coach to be in the locker room, where he would get scolded and lectured for not waiting on an enforcer on his team to take the damage for him. that wasn’t what entirely plagued his mind though.
upon reaching the changing rooms, he pushes them open and expects to face his rugged and scary coach. but as he prepares to feel his coach’s wrath rain down on him, he finds you instead. your purse dangling by your side while you stand with your arms crossed. you wear jay’s jersey with pride, regardless of his new reputation on the ice and the several stares people gave you when you began to make your way to the change rooms to talk to jay.
"look, i’m sorry—"
"you fucked him up good, you know." you told him, and jay lets out a breath of relief. you weren’t that mad. at least if you were, it wasn’t really showing. "he was saying shit about you. what did you expect me to do?" jay asks you, crossing his arms over his chest to mimic you.
"didn’t i tell you to ignore him?"
"how ‘bout you try ignoring my ex when she calls me her leftovers?" jay argues, huffing out in annoyance. jay sits on one of the benches, exhausted and with his head still spinning. you stop your movements. "he called me his leftovers?" your expression morphs to that of amusement. "well now i’m glad that you kicked his ass." you say. maneuvering past the other benches and duffle bags scattered over the floor. you take jay’s head into your arms and stand between his legs. he lays his head on your chest automatically. jay’s arms come around your torso, hugging you closer to him. a hand rests on one of his shoulders while the other tangles in jay’s hair.
"and to be clear, if your ex said anything bad about you, i would fight her too." you laugh softly. you can hear jay’s muffled chuckles. "i think i've got to go before your coach actually comes and scolds you." you tell him softly. he lets out a whine, his arms circling around you tighter, refusing to let you go.
"you still have a game to play, jay." you tell him sweetly, hands coming to his shoulders. he parts from you. looking up at you with such a yearning gaze. his eyes are soft. contrasting the way his eyes sharpened when he looked at jiwook with such fervour during the game. you bend down to press a kiss onto the corner of jay’s lip. when you pull away, jay follows your lips. his eyes fluttered closed and not realizing what he was doing. a small smirk appears on his lips as he looks away from you and refocuses his gaze onto a different corner of the room out of a sudden burst of timidness. jay would do anything for you, even if that meant getting benched for the rest of the season because your loser dickhead ex boyfriend is salty you found a better man.
"park, you’re supposed to be attacking the net, not the opposing players." you and jay jump at the voice of jay’s coach booming through the locker room.
THE END WAHOOOOOOO
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peach fizz (M)
you x jaehyun || your husband is perfect and eats pussy like a god
bibi || restless
prompt || of his ability to anticipate a partner's needs
wc || 1.7k
warnings || MINORS, GO PLAY WITH YOUR AGE-APPROPRIATE TOYS; femme!reader, husband!jaehyun, jae has a thick dick, he cooks, post-work foot massage, cute cringe, penetration, soft romantic sex, finger sucking, reader is overworked, pussy licking, jae is very pussy drunk but also respectful of your boundaries
You shoulder your way into your apartment, weighed down by your work computer with files precariously balanced alongside your purse and winter coat.
Another night of work off the clock.
Your department is hell, more so ever since you got promoted to manager. You’re absolutely swamped.
You barely see your husband anymore, barely see yourself when you look in the mirror. Not to be dramatic, but you might just be a husk of your former self.
Shrugging off your blazer, you collapse onto the couch. When was the last time you had a break? You don’t remember.
A nap would be great right now. It really would. Face-first deep into the plush of the sofa, bathed in the golden-hour light scattered across the wooden floorboards, enveloped by the warm aroma of tomato, onion, oregano, is that parmesan? Your eyes snap open.
Jae.
As if he could hear thoughts, the man in question comes meandering out of the kitchen.
“Dinner’s almost ready.”
He’s smiling as he leans down to kiss you on your temple then shifts out of view. You hear him kneeling behind you.
“How was your day?” he asks.
He relieves your heels from your feet, thumb brushing against the tired sole. You don’t say anything.
“That bad?”
The rich timbre of Jaehyun’s sluggish articulation reverberates through you, ghosting up your spine to tickle the shell of your ear. He chuckles at the full-body shiver the sensation triggers and lifts your foot, soft lips tenderly pressing against your ankle.
“Haechan’s bothering you again?”
You sigh as his fingers dig into your calf, working into knots so dense they must’ve been there for a fortnight.
“He just – ooh… never does his work right the first time. I’m always having to correct it.”
“That sucks.” He strokes the side of your knee as if to reassure you. “You shouldn’t have to take on his work when you have so much to do already.”
You groan as Jae’s attention shifts back to your feet, kneading sweet pressure into patches turned tough from endless days of running back and forth trying to keep the company afloat.
He hums in thought, hands stilling for a half-second.
“What are you going to do about it?”
“I don’t know-ah!”
He's found a new rhythm, knuckles pressing into your left heel and pushing up the back of your leg before switching to the right. You try to ignore the faint throbbing between your thighs.
“Well, what do you want to do about it?”
The heel of his hand drives into the muscle, cutting through a particularly annoying kink like butter.
“Oh my god, Jae, please.”
“What?”
You just know his mouth is quirked with that lazy smile of his. He’s been waiting for you to say his name.
“Jaehyun,” you acquiesce, just above a whisper and mumbled into the cushion. Your body is flushed hot with need.
His graceful fingertips drift upward, rolling the flesh of your upper thigh.
“What did you say?”
“YUNO!”
Suddenly he’s right where you need him, fondling your clit through the sopping seat of your panties.
“Dessert first?” he asks, and then his face is buried in your heat.
He pauses to breathe you in, same as he always does. The first time he went down on you, you’d questioned why and gotten a vague answer about savoring every meal. You’d figured he just had a kink for it.
Ritual complete, he delves between the clothed folds, making sure to hike your rumpled skirt the rest of the way up and over your ass. Jaehyun’s relentless tongue turns cotton into tissue paper, near dissolving the fabric in attempt to taste every inch of your pussy.
You can’t help but reminisce about how cute he looks when he eats you out. The dark crevice of the couch is the perfect canvas on which to project your memories – his small mouth, the vampire teeth, even those peachy dimples when he smiles against you… everything about pussy-drunk Jae is lovely.
And his eyes must be going all droopy now, now that he’s lifting your hips to suck at your clit more directly, even more fiercely.
He’s hard for you.
And you? You’re dripping for him.
Your honey is staining his nose and everything below, slicking swollen lips as they slurp eager, desperate for your juices. His tongue reaches to cup you in your entirety, fluttering against your stiff bud and pulling from your lips his first reward: your moan, dark, needy.
That familiar sparking warmth rises in the pit of your belly, you’re getting uncomfortably close. You wriggle back against him, squirm out of position. His hands are quick to put you in your place.
Jaehyun won’t let you get away, not with your orgasm bubbling up like champagne. He’s sinking into you, drowning in you, electrifying you with an endless current, a live wire at the peach pink of your pussy.
Your vision goes a bit fuzzy at the edges, then your climax is crashing over you. Jae doesn’t stop. He pulls you closer, laps at you, presses sugared kisses at your gushing cunt. He’s drinking in every yelp and squeal of his name, only pulling back when your spasms begin to slow.
You’ve finally stopped shaking and he’s brushing your shoulder, possibly to make sure you’re alive.
Your name is so pretty from his mouth.
“Did I do it too long?”
“No,” you breathe, voice trembling.
He smiles softly, leans back on his hands.
“Good. I’ll go check on dinner.”
You grab at his arm as he stands up to leave and end up encircled around his waist.
“Wait Jae, I –”
He looks down to meet your gaze. You can’t tell what he’s thinking, no point in wondering though.
Instead you disentangle from him, stand up on unsteady feet, and push skirt, panties, everything down to the floor.
“Please, Jae. I need you.”
He turns and steps toward you, and you can see just how hard he is. For you.
Jaehyun’s lips are always so gentle against yours, and today is no exception. You want to bring the hunger out of him.
“Are you sure?” he murmurs. “I can wait, I don’t want to be a burden.”
“Jaehyun.”
His eyes widen at your tone.
“Shut the fuck up and fuck me.”
You push him down on the sofa, rushing to undo his zipper before he can protest again. He doesn’t, simply watches you pull his cock from his pants and curl your hand around the base. You love the way your fingers don’t quite touch. How many times has this monster been inside you?
When you’ve had your fill of leering at his thickness, you grab his chin with the other hand and stare directly into his eyes.
“This,” you start, motioning to his dick, “is mine. If it’s unsatisfied, then I want to satisfy it.”
Jaehyun presses his lips together to stop himself from laughing.
“Do you have a problem with that?”
“No.”
His dimples are on full display.
“Then where do you want me?”
He hesitates before grabbing you by your hips, pulling you toward him to position you over the swollen head. He looks at you one last time, chuckling at your mock-stern expression.
“Jae.”
And with that, your steaming, syrupy folds are split by thick, hot cock, oh my god he’s so big.
Jae fucks you slow, agonizingly so, only breaking eye contact to engage your clit again. There’s something about his measured pace that offers a whole new level of friction, and you can barely stand it. Seething curses escape you as you lean back into the palm splayed between your shoulder blades.
He’s so rock solid beneath you. You don’t resist the urge to trace the hard lines etched by his chest and shoulders, nails brushing through the trail of dark hair leading from his belly button to the apex of a defined V. He watches the patterns traced with you, his breath swelling as you take him again and again, all the way to the hilt.
“I love you.”
You almost don’t hear it over the rush in your ears, but you’ve read those words on his lips a million times.
“I love you more.”
“Doubtful,” he fires back, and your laughs mingle in the little space between you.
“You know you have cum all over your face,” you joke, thumbing the final dregs of your release from his chin. He opens his mouth, poking out his tongue just enough to welcome your fingers inside.
“You’re so nasty, you know that?”
He doesn’t respond, busy sucking at the sticky delicious coating your digits, but his eyes crinkle at the corners.
A preliminary spasm sneaks up on you, earning a low moan that darkens Jae’s eyes. As if they could get any darker.
“Jae, I’m close.” And he is too, his husky grunts echoing in the back of his throat. He picks up the pace, and just in time to spin you off the cliff again. Goosebumps form just under the heat rising off you as your senses cut out in turn. There’s only Jaehyun.
Your pulsating embrace sends him into overdrive. He’s trying not to hurt you, but he’s pounding, pounding, fucking you until he can’t anymore. Every time he cums in you, he’s a beast.
And when you’re spent, cuddled into him on the sofa and wearing his shirt as you doze in the post-sex glow, he carries you to the bed, tucks the covers under your chin, and returns to the kitchen to make sure he hasn’t burned the food.
A couple hours later, you’re awake to finish your work, a little less stressed and nude except for a flimsy robe and reading glasses. Jaehyun knocks on the cracked door before slipping in with a steaming plate and glass of wine.
“What is it?” you ask, bending your neck to get a good look at the meal.
“There was a recipe for baked ziti. Thought you might like it.”
Your heart beats a touch harder, a dash faster. Your husband’s attentiveness never fails to make you fall in love with him all over again.
And the food? Mouthwatering, as always.
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last update: 25 dec 2022 (merry xmas!)
disclaimer! these works belong to the respective authors and are not mine. i will continously update this post as i found more and more gems (read: jae fic) on the internet).
warning! most of the works are containing smut aka not safe for work aka explicit sexual contents, so minors PLEASE do not engage.
some of fics are in indonesian (i'll give it a note).
you're welcome to message me if you have any jaehyun fics recommendation (i'll put them here if i like it).
here we go!
One-shots.
all these years. by @domjaehyun. jaehyun x female reader. fluff, angst, smut, slowburn. college!au. childhood friend to lover!au. how does your relationship with jaehyun stand the test of time?
note: i LOVE this soooo much! the slowburn drives me nuts but jaehyun is SO fucking flirty i wanna punch his face.
domaine de la romanée. by @heartau. jaehyun x female reader. angst, smut, slowburn. richkid!au. warning: very, very, very explicit sexual content. even the most pure become tainted when their eyes meet his. this was doomed from the start; you knew it was dangerous, you knew it was bad - but all those thoughts left your mind the second he made you feel good.
dive. by @yougotthatbilly. jaehyun x female reader. smut. fratboy!au, college!au. warning: oiud smoking.
sleep well, princess. by @anashins. jaehyun x female reader. ft. big brother!taeyong. fluff, angst, romance, smut, slow burn. big brother's bestfriend!au, childhood friend-to-lover!au.
hot girl bummer. by @domjaehyun. jaehyun x female reader. smut. tw: dubcon, potentially triggering. you hate your brother's bestfriend.
team captain. by @smileysuh. jaehyun x female reader. smut, crack. fratboy!au, college!au. jaehyun is a notorious lady killer, everyone wants him. except for you, yuta's bestfriend.
mr.jung. by @domjaehyun. jaehyun x female reader. smut. ceo!jaehyun. secretary!reader.
kating ganteng. by lanlunanit. jaehyun x female oc. fluff, angst. college!au. tw: car crash, potentially triggering. written in indonesian. fics in chat format.
wine, vinyls, and flannels. by teenfinite123. jaehyun x rose. nctpink. angst. romance. leaving a friend's crowded apartment party, playing vinyls, and drinking cheap wine at 1 am.
please stay. by Diana_1203. jaehyun x rose. nctpink. angst, romance. for she was just a mere princess who was head over heels for the brave warrior.
Chaptered.
Completed.
ethereal. by @celestialmark. jaehyun x female reader. fluff, slice of life, slow burns. he was the living definition of ethereal, and his beauty shone the most on the inside.
aurora. sequel of ethereal by @celestialmark. jaehyun x female reader. fluff, angst, slice of life, slow burns. even when you were in the middle of breaking his heart, he still made the conscious decision to see the best in you.
note: i love this masterpiece SOOOOO fucking much! so much feeling that's wrecking my heart (i'm SO glad it has a happy ending). i hate how jaehyun is so surreal, too beautiful to be true. wishing we have this kind of jaehyun at least one in our live.
On-going.
secrets of the hill. by @baobaojng. jaehyun x female reader. angst, fluff. 1800's jaehyun!au, arranged marriage!au. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6? inactive.
in the present day you are confused; you do not know who you are and you find yourself on an impossible quest to find out— until you wake up in the 1800’s, engaged to a hauntingly beautiful and uptight man who tries to figure out why the girl he’s been betrothed to has drastically changed.
note: i love this fic sooooooooo much and it makes me sad the last time the author updated this fic was back then in 2020 ;;
#nct127#jaehyun#fan fiction#fanfic recommendation#jaehyun fic#jaehyun x female reader#jaehyun x female oc#smut#fluff#angst#nct#nct fanfic#jeong jaehyun#kpop#jaehyun x rose#jaerose#nctpink#au#alternate universe#jaehyun fanfic#slow burn
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The final? - Ep 1: How about my feeling?
pairing: Jaehyun x reader; Jeno x reader. / FLUFF, ANGST, SMUT// Love triangle au.?
Word count: 912
Warning: Smut; curse words. This contains mature content! So minors DO NOT INTERACT! Thank you.
note: This is an opening ep so I do not want to put anything too strong here. Just want to give you guys an overall look at the situation between Jeno, Y/n and Jaehyun.
Please leave a comment about how you think this will go on. Thank you and enjoy.
Saturday morning
knock knock knock.
You’re sitting at your coffee table in the living room, trying to finish all the work so that you can enjoy your weekend the most. You open the door without knowing who decides to bother you on Saturday morning.
“ Jeno? What are you doing here? Also, you have the key why do you knock?”
He flashes you his lovely signature smile that melts your heart and it’s also the reason why you avoided him the whole week.
“ Well, first of all, I’m your best friend so do I need a reason to see you? Also, I miss you pumpkin, I feel like you’re trying to avoid me, which is weird so I think it’s better to knock on your door than just you know, use the key like usual. I know you need your personal space, too, pumpkin.”
You immediately feel sorry for abandoning your own best friend, or should I say your crush? Yes yes, you’ve just found out recently after a “daily” party at Johnny’s house. You realize you love your childhood best friend.
“ Oh just continue to do your work, I just want to check on you. I bought you some tulips, all colours of course. I’m gonna clean for you a little bit then make us a meal, What ya think?”
“ Uhm Jeno thank you so much but uhm.. I’m kinda busy and ..”
“ Yes, I know. And then you’re gonna skip all your meals and even… Okay enough talking just ignore me, I do my work and you do yours”. He finishes by giving your forehead a slight kiss.
And just like that, time flew. You two have your lunch like usual but you don’t feel right today, face to face with him. Your feelings toward him have changed, and you keep thinking about whether you should tell him or not. And when you make up your mind and decide to confess to him, he breaks your heart.
“ Hey Jen, actually I did avoid you last week, I’m sorry but the reason was my feelings for you, they changed. I li…”
“ Is it your father again? Did he pressure you with your brand?”
“No. And yes, work does exhaust me but what I’m trying to tell you is…”
“ Come to Johnny’s party tomorrow night. I want you to relax and keep yourself away from all the work, it’s the weekend. I also want to introduce Jane to you.” He cut you off. again.
“ Who’s Jane? Johnny’s sister?”
“No. It’s a new girl that John introduced to me. She is a journalist”.He smiles. That smile again. He smiles while talking about her. You lose. You officially lose.
You feel like a loser. Maybe he knew what you’re about to say so he has to tell you first.
“ Y/n? Are you listening to me?”
“ Yeah... I’m just thinking about what to wear tomorrow and I definitely not gonna waste like last time.”
“ Bet ya”.
That night you cried yourself to sleep. Why does he have to treat you like that? He makes you feel so special then just drop you like that.
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Sunday night
“ Hey hey, our hot girl is here. Y/s is here guys”. Johnny rushes to the door and gives you his big bear hug while announcing.
“ I’ve been waiting for you since the party started. You’re late pumpkin. I have something hot for you tonight you better get ready. See that fine man over there, the one with the dimples. He’s all yours tonight and maybe many nights after. That’s Jaehyun, the young and rich CEO of L.O.G Company. I showed him some of your pictures and pumpkin I have to tell you that man’s completely whipped”.
“ Oh John, you have to stop your blind date games, I’m an adult I know who is the best for me. And also I’m so busy right now with my brand and you know that.”
“ But look at his dimples”. Johnny makes a face that you know you cannot say no to him. Jaehyun is a fine man actually, he can also be a distraction to keep your mind away from Jeno. So why not give it a try?
“ Nice to meet you, I’m Jaehyun.” He flashes his dimples.
‘ Oh he’s flirting’ you think. “ Nice to meet you too, I’m Y/n. Now tell me what did John babble about me to you hah? Well, let me guess. I bet I’m a workaholic perfectionist whom everyone is afraid to talk with right?”
“ Quite different from what I heard, I would say but I would love to know more about that”.
It’s weird. You’re interested in him. You totally forgot about Jeno for the past 2 hours when you “ got to know” more about Jaehyun. You succeed in keeping yourself sober tonight, but Jeno is on the other hand, totally wasted.
“Hey Y/n it’s late, Can I drive you home?” Jaehyun asks. “ Uhmm thank you for asking but Jeno is kinda drunk here and I can not just leave him you know.”
“ Oh just let him drive you home”. Johnny appears after cleaning the kitchen. “ He has Jane, you remember?”.
Yes. Now he has Jane. “ But…”.
“ Nah ah. no, but Y/n. Let this gentleman do his work, don’t you?”. John tries to convince you. “ Thank you so much Jaehyun. Please bring her home safely.”
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this is my own work. please do not copy or translate this story without my consent.
#jeong jaehyun#jeno lee#jaehyun smut#jeno smut#jaehyun hard hours#jeno hard hours#nct fiction#nct imagines#nct x reader#jaehyun x y/n#jeno x y/n#first post
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Coffee (Jaehyun)
It was another day the same routine. You would clock off work and head to your local cafe that you frequented.
Generally you would order a drink and something to go along with it while you read or caught up on your work until you could take the subway back home.
You entered as the bell chimed alerting the barista of your presence.
He bobbed his head above the counter hoping to catch your eye.
He was the only staff there during the night shift because the cafe was generally quiet empty apart from a few students or office workers waiting for the next train.
He preferred it that was because then he could spend time with you, ask you about your day, tell you about his.
He absolutely adored you.
You made his shift seem a little more enjoyable.
Since you were a regular he had your order memorized and bought it to your table without you even having to go up to the counter to order.
As you rummaged your bag to pull out the book you were reading you heard him place the tray that had your drink and a little sweet treat he always added along with it.
Each day it was something different.
You had to hand it to him he was an exemplary pastry chief and everything you had until now surely didn't disappoint.
You face lit up as you asked him what was the special today.
"Peach pie with a side of vanilla ice cream".
He nudged the plate towards you urging you to have a taste and tell him what you thought of it.
You picked up a fork and cut into the pie the buttery crust gently snapping under the fork, adding a smol dollop of ice cream on top you placed the bite in you mouth.
It practically melted as soon as the pie touched you tounge it was sweet and creamy. But the sweetness didn't overwhelm your tastebuds.
It was just the right amount all the flavors complimented each each other it was absolutely delectable.
He smiled showing his deep dimples and couldn't help but blush a little as you complemented his cooking.
Come to think of it he himself looked like a happy peach at the moment.
You talked for a while until another customer came in and he left frowning as he made him a cup of coffee.
You enjoy your food as you read while the time slowly began to tick away.
Until it was time for you to leave.
Jaehyun was busy serving customers so you didn't want to bother him and placed a couple of bill on the table as you walked out.
His shift was ending and he began cleaning the tables waiting still thinking about you.
You brought him so much happiness.
He stood there smiling like a fool thinking about you. Thinking about how cute you looked while you concentrated reading your book or how you smiled when he placed your food on the table.
Every night he would wait for you. Everyday he would think that it would be the day he would confess to you. But when the moment came his nerves got the best of him and he would hold himself back.
But today was the day he brought a bouquet of your favorite flowers and baked your favorite cake. He was so excited today was the day he would finally confess.
Each time the bell rang he felt his heart skip a beat.
He watched you enter he could feel his heart beating it felt like it would leap out of his chest at any moment.
He watched you enter followed by a man.
He watched as you and the man approached the counter.
He greeted you like he usually does.
And took your order he asked you who the man along side you was and before you could answer.
He stepped in and told him that he was your boyfriend.
Jaehyun felt his heart drop.
As he clutched onto the counter faking a smile and taking his order.
You noticed the flowers on the counter and asked him who the lucky girl was. To which he replied that someone had just left it behind as he went up to the bouquet and threw it in the trash.
You were a little taken aback by his sudden hostility but you thought maybe he was just tired given that it was pretty late.
So you just nodded and went to take a seat along with your boyfriend.
Jaehyun watched as you were giggling at some stupid joke your boyfriend said.
He felt like straggling the man right in the middle of the cafe.
While making his coffee he contemplated adding rat poison to it but he figured there were better ways to accomplish what he wanted to do.
So he placed your drinks on your table and left swiftly.
But you couldn't quiet shake of the feeling of being watched as you say there. Oblivious of what was to come.
#dark#dark fic#kpop#yandere#yandere fic#yandere kpop#dead dove do not eat#dead dove fic#nct#nct imagines#nct fanfic#nct fic#jaehyun#dark!fic#jaehyun fic#yande.re#yandere fanfiction#horror#horror fiction
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How NCT 127 would be on bed--
Mark lee is a groan type of man, he just can't keep his mouth sealed, groan by the throat. Just how hot is it and he'd curse like it's a prayer, praising you like some goddess that he'd be on his knees for, no ends.
And Johnny? He is a total man. He sighs so sensually, probably curse between every breaths he took as he slip some praises for you, but not much cause he got a filthy mouths and thoughts clouding up there. He'd probably calling u names
Yuta would probably vocal and a groan type of man. He praise once or twice, unlike johnny. He tend to barely doing since he knew you'd like praises, but mostly it doesn't just came out as you please, he'd make u beg to be praised instead.
Haechan would moan and vocal cause he is a brat, he'd moan right beside your ear, he'd love to know if you like everything he do "좋아? 좋아?그렇치" (not to be koreaboo for writing the hangul, but fuck he'd say those as he moans and groans right beside your ear, and easier to imagine.) He'd love to be praised instead. Just by ur voice and even better when you're vocal abt it, he'd come in his pants.
Jaehyun is a total groaner and no praises, he'd curse the fuck out of you, following with his deep laugh as he watch you being desperate for his praises.
Taeil isn't vocal he'd groan but he'd bite you to contain his own voice, the intensity having sex with him is overwhelming he is more into the soft ones. No rough, make love to this man is the right thing to do.
Jungwoo is pretty much like haechan, he'd love being praised but he is filthy like johnny he'd make you beg too, a total dom. You know that sly smile or smirk he has, yup you'll see that often as he stares u down being a desperate whore for him.
Lee taeyong would be a total praise he groans a lot and loud as fuck, "Hooly fuck- look at you- look what you did huh? You did so fucking good babe- fuck." Yup, him moans and groans and dirty talks in english, boy he gets fluent in english for this or sumn. makes it even better to be heard.
#nct 127#nct dream#nct smut#johnny suh#nct#nct angst#fiction#headcanons#imagines#jung jaehyun#nct x reader#nct imagines#nct fluff#nct u#nct taeyong#nct scenarios#markhyuck#nct mark#nct john seo#johnny smut#lee taeyong
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Bend and snap !
jung jaehyun x fem!reader, choi soobin x fem!reader
as you can probably tell, this smau is based off of the movie legally blonde, i am however going to take most of the inspiration from the musical (which is high key the better of the two, sry)
“when her seemingly perfect relationship with jaehyun abruptly ends, she makes it her mission to get him back. what’s a better plan than to join the debate club that he just so happens to be a member of”
pre-cursor
teaser
THE sorority
NEOcity frat
the debate team
chapters
almost perfect
serious
too pink
what you want
the debacle
hair disaster
oh, a party?
more episodes to be added!
Just comment if you want to be on the taglist!
#jung jaehyun#jung jaehyun x reader#jaehyun x reader#jung jaehyun fan fiction#jung jaehyun smau#smau#kpop smau#nct smau#txt smau#choi soobin x reader#choi soobin fan fiction#choi soobin smau#choi soobin x yn#jung jaehyun x yn#soobin x reader
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The Promise of a Duke
Pairing: Jaehyun x F Reader
Genre: One Shot, AU - Regency Fantasy Romance (Not Period Accurate), Fluff and Smut
Summary: Lord Jaehyun Jeong, newly wed, won't stop smoking until a baby is on the way…
Word count: 3k+
Rating/Warnings: Mature/Not Beta Read, Not Period Accurate (specifically the cigarette smoking), Explicit Sexual Content: Vaginal Fingering, Creampie, Cum Play, Multiple Orgasms, Breeding Kink, Exhibitionism
Minors DNI! 18+ ONLY
Author’s Note:
First: Part 2 of my Neohub Kinktober Event!!!
I had a free day and I found that this fic fit under the "Breeding" kink for the event, fell on the same day as my first Kinktober fic, so I utilized my free time to post 2 fics in one day!
Check out my own personal Kinktober List** which has a couple fics that won't be a part of the Neohub event!
Second: This was requested!!! Nonny OP Please forgive me for taking so long to fulfill this request!! 😭 🙏 I hope this fulfills your fantasies! I read the request when Bridgerton teasers were coming out and inspired me to make this fic regency fantasy romance!!
Apologies in advance for any mistakes!! 💚
Happy Halloween! Enjoy this awesome holiday! 🧡🖤🧡🖤🧡
Please let me know of any technical errors or if you have feedback/questions
Sweet tobacco tickled her sinuses, waking her. Sitting up, she placed a hand over her mouth. Curls at the front of her bonnet unfurled as she sneezed, loosened tendrils blocking her vision.
Pushing them behind her ears, she saw her husband at the foot of the bed. The thick curtains were pulled back. Illuminating full moon radiating into her bed chambers.
The right side window swung open as he stared out into the indigo night, bare back to her. Top of his trousers hanging off his hips, threatening to slip down.
His lean statuesque pose was breath-taking. Perfect model for an Italian Renaissance artist with every muscle flexing and glowing.
“Jaehyun, dear,” she called out, stepping out of bed, “you’ll catch a cold without a tunic, or robe at least.”
“It’s hot,” he replied, opening his left arm to her, turning around slightly. Smooth, gentle voice to match his gaze. Eyes so dark she fell into an abyss, consumed by his focus on her. “I was admiring the moon.”
In nothing but her nightgown, her whole body lit up with goose pimples. The night’s chill seeped into her skin. His embrace warmed her shoulders.
His cigarette smoke infiltrated her senses, her mind hazy and flustered. She sneezed into her hands, multiple curls coming undone with her bonnet deflating over her forehead.
“I wish you’d give that up,” she said, looking at the moonlight reflected onto his milky skin, pushing her bonnet out of her face. The contrast of his black tendrils over his porcelain forehead reminded her of the earthy taste of Jaehyun’s skin. Saliva building at the back of her throat. “My father left my mother a widow when I was 8. He’d coughed blood, and still smoked. Do you wish to make me worry so much?”
“Come, my wife,” he said, exhaling a puff of smoke out the open window, “I promised you on our wedding night that I’ll give up my vices once we start our family. I fully intend to keep my word.”
Fingers at her hip pinched, the grip painfully sharp even with the layer of fabric covering her. Goose pimples flared up to her tits, fire rushing into the pit of her stomach. Their eyes locked, a shadow over his eyes as his lips curved up gently. Her mouth dried as her heat engulfed her face.
“How can we start a family when you’re smoking and not in bed with your wife then, husband?”
He chuckled, eyes squinting as his set of perfect teeth shone in the moonlight.
“How do you want to try our family planning tonight, my love?”
He let her go, snuffing the cigarette against the ashtray on the windowsill. She ran a hand over his chest, appreciating the warmth and softness of his skin. Lady Masscaster described her husband’s skin like worn leather, rough on the fingertips. but the Duke of West Goroa, Jaehyun Jeong, was of the most expensive material on earth: gold.
He was smooth, strong yet pliable. Her right hand palmed over his hip, pushing his trousers down his hips.
Tongue licking her husband’s chest, gliding toward his nipple, her senses filled with his metallic musk. His skin tasted fresh and cool. Minty with the mossy dew she’d inhaled in the forest during wet morning horseback rides.
“Careful, love.” He grunted, hand slipping away from the curtains to her wrist. His manhood was warming up in her fist. Heat rushing to her head blurred her vision. “Squeeze me too hard and my seed will spill all over that pretty gown.”
“This old thing?” She laughed, releasing his stiffening member. He pulled her front up against his. “Just an old nightgown for bedtime. Are you going to sleep in bed with me for once, Jae?”
She turned away from the hot touch of his fingers pinching her breast. His guffaw into the crook of her neck lit up her body in goose pimples.
“Do you find it humorous that you’re still called the Cad of West Goroa?”
“Are you unsettled by the name calling?”
She yelped as he scooped her up in his arms, throwing her top half over his shoulder, arms wrapped around her waist.
“Beast! You feral beast! I am your wife and you’re carrying me like a-like a Neanderthal!”
“That’s your husband you’re slandering,” he said with a heavy sigh, as if her words were wearing him down, not his lack of sleep. “What sort of beast did you marry?”
He laid her onto the bed, dying flames from the fireplace the only source of light in the room. His face was hidden in the shadows but she felt his smile against her skin, a sweet chuckle into the crook of her neck. Resting his body over hers, his knee widened the parting of her legs.
“Well, you’ve spent your evenings at the gambling halls, coming home when I’m rising to prepare for us to break fast. How am I to trust you aren’t gambling away our fortunes? Where have your hands and your…your honor been at all hours of the night? Your dainty wife is asleep at home.”
“Do I not make love to you enough?”
She moaned as his hand went between her legs, fingers gliding up and down against her slit, curling the thin cloth of her nightdress into her folds. Hips thrusting against his touch, she failed to resist her desires. Hands pulling her gown up to give him better access.
Jaehyun didn’t often make love to her at night in their bed chambers, but he always fucked her after they broke fast. Often, he’d lock them in the bath together and spill his seed into her.
Other times he’d have her in his study, on his large oak desk before settling down to focus on his paperwork. When he’d rise for supper, they’d make love not just in his chambers, but hers as well.
Her chest swelled at the thrill of the rare opportunity to fuck late at night in her bed chambers.
Wet tip sliding up against her folds, he hissed. Her spine shook, nipples aching. One hand gripping her fleshy thigh, he pushed his cock into her. Their lips connected, his arms hooking under her thighs.
Wrapping her arms around his neck, she kissed him hard. Tongue shoving against his teeth, lips sucking his. Every push of his hot manhood into her encouraged her to hold him tighter.
“You’ll give me as many children as I want,” his breath was at her throat. Her arms loosened with her nails creating pink trails along his milky shoulder blades as his pushes quickened. “Fill you with my seed, wife. A house full of babies, this is my dream for us.”
“Jaehyun!”
His smokey breath consumed her. Alcohol on his tongue filling her senses. Her insides lit up with his cum.
He refused to release her lips. Hands grabbing her face, his tongue thrust in and out of her mouth. The weight of his hips were heavy as he kept himself deep inside of her. Softening cock still making her feel full.
“Has Doctor Kim visited?” His gentle voice was at her ear. A heavy kiss on her shoulder. “Florence befriended the Parisian healer-”
“They’ve all visited Monday,” she replied, hand caressing his neck. “I’m well. Flo said it can take time. The healer suggested that I take a little honey in my tea for blood flow.”
“Do you still believe that will encourage more babies?”
“Her advice has helped at least ten couples. The Duchess of Waignberg had twins.”
He pulled out of her, sitting up. Eyes shut, she threw her hands up to quiet her moan. Jaehyun thrust two fingers deep inside of her.
“A personal theory of mine.” Her walls instinctively constricted around his long fingers as he rutted shallow pushes into her. “I need to hold you like this to ensure my seed remains inside of you.”
He was silent as his fingers stilled. Her pussy walls continued to squeeze his fingers, her hips shaking.
Quivering breaths echoing along the walls, she thrust against his motionless wrist, riding out her orgasm. Both hands held onto his wrist between her legs. Nails marking him with more pink scratches.
“Let’s go to sleep, Jae.”
“Like this?” He spooned her. Middle finger in her cunt, he kissed her shoulder. “You’re so hot down here. I need to appreciate feeling you while I can.”
“If you’d just come to bed with me every night,” she said before moaning loudly. Her throat tightened as his thumb encircled her cum covered clit. “Jae!”
“After our first born arrives, it will be this every night, love.” Hand cupping her heat, he pressed a kiss on her shoulder again. “Once your body is healed. It’s my family before anything else.”
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“Thank you, Stuart,” Jaehyun said to the stable boy. Handing Stuart his whip and cap, he pulled his gold plated watch from his pocket. “Prep the staff for dinner for the usual time. The Lady and I will put the horses away. We’ll need to have a bath drawn up in my chambers. Not hers.”
Stuart left abruptly as Jaehyun helped his wife dismount from her horse, a beautiful Connemara steed. Eloise had been Jayhyun’s wedding gift to his bride.
Elegant with beautiful shiny locks that radiated everywhere she went, Eloise matched her owner perfectly. Thanking the horse for a fun ride, she took the reins and led Eloise to her stall.
“I daresay, my Lord, you let me win today.” Her lovely locks were coming undone. Loopy tresses fell down, covering the nape of her neck. Dark forest hiding her luscious skin from his lips. His fingers curled against his leg the same ways her perfect skin caressed Eloise’s pearly silk fur. “Beating you by a whole five seconds? I haven’t ever beaten you by more than two seconds to spare. And matching your speed is difficult enough as it is.”
“You’re much too modest, my Lady.” His hands were on her hips. Planting a kiss on the crook of her neck, he inhaled. Sweet floral dew with a sharp sourness cutting through, he sucked up her sweat. “How can I keep up with you when you’re besting me day after day?”
“My Lord?”
“I need you,” he grunted, hands pulling up layers of fabrics to get to her cunt, “right fucking now.”
Fisting her skirts tight, he pulled her front against the stable wall, chest pinning her under him. One hand quickly undoing his breeches, he freed his painfully hot and aching rod. Nipping a trail of sharp kisses along her shoulders, he glided his wet, precum covered tip along her ass and slit. Fire shot to his balls as she remained quiet, hips thrusting gently against him.
“Every day-” his tip pushed against her hot entrance, mind spinning like a fever “-I need to fill you up more and more.”
They took in dry breaths of air together as he pushed into her. The squeeze of her walls forced his mind blank.
Sour manure. Sweet hay. Musty oak.
The pliable flesh that clung onto his cock was all he could focus on. Every fucking time he was inside he was instantly lost. Sucked right into her. Going in deeper. She clung tighter with every push.
He’d stopped going to the gambling halls. Every night, his need to fill up his wife before her bedtime took precedence. He enjoyed dinner more when he was depleted of energy from fucking her in his study in the late afternoon. A need to create something beautiful with her.
Now he was finding it difficult not to fuck her after watching her hair fly widely on horseback all afternoon. Focused only on her eyes lighting up as she passed him. Thunderous laughter echoing through the forest in utter ecstasy as her steed flew past his.
“I need you filled with my cum,” he rasped into her ear, balls deep inside of her. Cock feeling the all consuming squeeze of her succulent walls, he came into her. Hands grasping her hips tight he rutted shallow pushes into her. “Milk me!”
The pressure of her walls was so tight, the weight in his balls twisted up into his guts. Body rigid, he pressed her flat against the wall. The intense heat in his body slowly deflated, his grip at her hips loosening. They remained connected as he felt their mixed fluids dribble down their legs.
“I need to fill you with my seed the moment I think there is none left in you.” He pulled out of her. Immediately, his hand cupped her core, feeling the fluids seep through the cracks between his fingers. “Do you think we’ll have a boy or a girl first?”
“With you manhandling me so often lately,” she said softly, fingers from one hand wrapping around his wrist, “if we have a girl first it will be my way to remind you that I control your silly little dick.”
She cried out as he thrust his rock hard stick into her. It was too much too fast. He came into her in two gut punching spurts.
“I need you filled up with me,” he said, giving one harsh push into her. She grunted and he failed to suck up a high pitched mewl. Heavy breath with another hard jerk, he cleared his throat. “Our baby boy will be a reminder how much my cum has been inside of you for the past month.”
He released her. She turned around. Their lips were together instantly, her arms around his neck. Fingers grabbing his tresses, she hummed against his lips.
“I love you, Jae.”
“I love you, too.”
*
She wrung the handkerchief, knuckles throbbing with every twist. The sun was disappearing, and Jaehyun was still not home.
“Thank you, Marie.” Jaehyun’s plate was covered as her barely touched bowl of beef consomme was cleared away. “Prepare a glass of warmed milk with just a drop of honey, if you please.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
“I’ll take my milk in my chambers. No need to draw up a bath for me. You can go to bed after the house has been cleaned and prepared for tomorrow. I’ll take care of the Lord when he returns.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
Bidding the Lady of the house a good night, Marie left the dining room to execute orders for the manor’s night chores.
She paced before the fireplace until her cheeks burned from the heat. She was walking toward the front of the house when the front door burst open.
“Perfect timing!” Jaehyun’s eyes were tiny slits with his mouth wide open in a grin. Pearly square teeth gleaming. His arms were thrown out in the air. Like a jester on stage. “I’m in need of my wife’s sweet, comforting embrace.”
The acidic burn of tobacco singed her nostrils. Silver ash coated her mouth, the smoke taking up all of her senses. Eyes shut, her knees buckled.
Jaehyun called out her name, voice soft, but as clear as ever. Strong arms wrapping around her waist, he pulled her up against him, scooping her legs under one arm. The other hooked under her back, holding her firm.
“Are you ill?” He pressed a sickeningly sour breath against her lips. “Doctor Kim visited this morning, you said.”
“Jae.” She could only manage a soft sigh. Eyes shut, it hurt to even move. Her whole body spun. She wanted to retch what little soup she managed down for supper. But she mustn’t. “I’m pregnant. We’re going to have a baby.”
His grip tightened. His breathing slowed. Heavy breath inward, slow even breath out; all through his nose. She pressed a palm over her eyes as he began to walk.
Doctor Kim and his wife - a midwife the doctor befriended through Jaehyun - Florence had assisted in an unexpected birth at the port. A French merchant Jaehyun worked with. The babe had arrived a month early, inside a rocking fishing boat.
It was years ago. When she thought of Jaehyun as a cad. His reputation was well known before they’d even laid eyes upon each other.
And yet. They’d fallen in love. Gotten married despite apprehensions from both families. Now they were truly starting their own family.
“How was that determined?” He laid her down gently on the bed. Kisses warming her cheeks and neck. Down her decolletage. A final kiss on her lips.
“They inspected the shape of my belly. It’s grown. My breasts feel so tender, Jae. That’s why I’ve been cumming so fast.”
“What filthy language from a mother.” He began undressing, fingers unfastening his cape. “I’ll have to fuck you with my mouth on your tits to shut myself up. And I don’t want to be too hard on you with our baby in you.”
“My lack of energy isn’t from you overworking me, love. I’m sharing my energy now.”
He was naked, cock glistening with heavy shadows from the fireplace’s flames. She shut her eyes, soft sigh puffing her lips before they parted. His body radiated against her, soothing her as they sunk into the mattress together. Reaching behind her, resting her hand against his stubbled cheeks, fingers prickling.
“I smoked for the last time hours ago. Had my last drink before coming home. Won my last gamble. I beat Viscount Nakamoto at poker when I received your letter.”
“Do you promise you’re giving up your vices?”
“I promise.” His arms around her waist squeezed her for a second. Lips on her neck. “It was hell waiting for Stuart to arrive with the letter.” A gentle hand caressed her belly “All night, I wanted to come home. Lay here with you. With a child on the way, we’ll have to prepare our home for them, and all the others to come after.”
Slowly, she turned around to face him. Hands on his shoulders, she kissed him. The tobacco turned her stomach worse than even just the day before. But she wanted him with her.
“I love you,” he said before kissing her. “Let’s get some sleep. We’ll discuss everything tomorrow.”
“I love you so much, Jae.” She held him close, hands warmed by his bare skin. Silky skin with droplets of sweat collecting at her palms. “Good night.”
A final kiss on the lips he returned the affection. They came together, arms embracing each other.
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I Choose You [M]
Genre: Smut, Office AU, Multiple Partners, Fluff, Angst, M/F
Pairing: Jaehyun x Johnny x Original Character
Warnings: Oral sex, Sub/Dom dynamics, bodily fluids, masturbation, vulgar language, choking, rough sex, multiple partners, unprotected sex
Word Count 2.5k
Summary: Carmella requested a transfer within her company and moved to the other side of the world. She soon realizes she bit off more than she can chew once she starts working at the home branch...
A/N: This update is full of smut. I think I'm entering my Johnny era next because what the hell? HE HAS ME SO FERAL. But um yeah I am struggling to stick to the original plot with him because I just want so much more for him ;__ ; his character is truly something else. But please enjoy this and hopefully it doesn’t make y’all too feral ;/
Chapter 3
Mela sat on her couch in silence. It had been a week since she revealed to Jaehyun that she was seeing someone new. Judging by the consistent silent treatment, Mela gathered that Jaehyun was not taking it well. But she really didn’t know what else to do, rather than continue to live her life. She didn’t feel as though she was at fault.
“He is treating me like I killed his pet or something.” She later spoke to her friend on Facetime.
“My goodness. Men are so dramatic. Has he at least been greeting you like usual?” Mela’s friend, Kay said through the screen.
“Greeting? I wish. He doesn’t even personally put the daily folder on my desk anymore. He sends Joo to do it!”
“Wow. Well, I mean it could be worse… He could’ve just fired you. I honestly don’t think he’s that mad. He just needs some time. After all, he did just lose his little kitten. Or whatever he calls you.” Kayla said stifling her laughter.
“Oh, he’s very sick. That’s the most family friendly thing he’s ever called me.” Mela said, putting a hand over her mouth.
“Family friendly?!”
“Yes, in comparison to cockslut!” Mela threw her head back in pure embarrassment.
“Wow y’all must’ve been having mind-blowing sex. A cockslut?! Have you taken a pregnancy test? There are certain things that men only say when they are fucking raw.” Kay chimed from the other end.
“I don’t think I’m pregnant because it’s been a few months and he- you know….he was also cumming in other places..” Mela trailed off.
“Girl, you swallowing his kids?!” Her friend stared at her with her mouth wide open. “No wonder he’s acting this way. This man is in love with you. You can’t just swallow his kids and then move on to someone else, Melz.”
“If he really loved me, he would’ve made me his girlfriend and made it clear to all those other women that he wasn’t a single man. But he didn’t.”
“I don’t know. I get the feeling you and him are endgame.”
“Here you go prophesizing again.”
“Prophecies sometimes come true.” Kay shrugged.
“Anyways..I wish I could chat longer but I invited Johnny over for a movie night,” Mela stood up and showed her friend her lace and satin get up. A cami and extremely short shorts.
“Ass cheeks hanging out and everything. You’re actually insane.” Kay raised an eyebrow while smirking and nodding her head.
“I’m horny.” Mela pouted.
“Call Jaehyun.” Kay shot back, this time her smile showing teeth.
“Bitch.” Mela stuck up her middle finger and then hung up as Kay started to laugh.
*
She was just barely filling up her bowl of ice cream when Mela heard her doorbell ring.
She walked over to the door and opened it with a huge scoop of ice cream still on her spoon.
“Looks like you were getting the party started without me.” Johnny said, stepping inside and pulling Mela into a warm embrace. “Are these pajamas? You didn’t mention anything about a sleepover.” He took a step back to analyze Mela’s set.
Johnny was wearing gray sweats and a white t-shirt, but Mela thought his outfit was perfect for the occasion.
“I think you look fine, plus you don’t have to sleep over if you aren’t prepared.” Mela assured Johnny.
“Oh, it doesn’t matter for me. I sleep naked.” He said, not breaking eye contact.
“Oh,” Mela said, unsure of what to say next.
“Would that be alright with you?” Johnny asked, stepping closer.
Feeling flustered, Mela was only able to let out a simple “Yeah! Of course.” And she stuck the spoon full of ice cream into her mouth and rushed back to the kitchen to continue filling up her bowl.
Johnny smiled as he watched her run off, her butt peeking from the bottom of her shorts. She was so interesting. Not only a week ago, they were making out in a dim room, but now she was acting shy over some minor piece of information.
“Do you want a bowl?” Mela called from the kitchen.
“Yes, please!” Johhny replied, as he took off his coat and shoes.
Her place was cozy. It was clean, very new, and extremely large. Johnny wondered how she was able to afford it on a secretary/assistant salary. The interior design looked as though it was straight out of a magazine. She had an eye for design. Johnny walked around the spacious living room, in awe.
“I’m assuming you like what I’ve done with the place.” Mela came back balancing two bowls full of vanilla ice cream with chocolate chips sprinkled on top.
Johnny turned to look at her and immediately smiled. “You are so cute.” He said, before walking over and grabbing both bowls from her hand.
They sat and Mela turned on the movie after they were settled.
Johnny finished his ice cream before Mela and pulled her onto his lap.
He hadn’t been paying much attention to the movie. It was just too hard to concentrate. Johnny knew he only agreed to this night because he wanted an excuse to see Mela. It sounded silly but she was so busy that he didn’t see her as often as he would’ve liked.
They had been seeing each other for about a month and she seemed to always be working. And if she wasn’t working, she was tired. They had gone on a few dates, but their time together seemed to always have a time limit. Mela worked hard and Johnny knew it wasn’t his place to complain.
He watched her as she sat, fixated on the screen. She slowly licked the ice cream as she relaxed into Johnny’s chest. Johnny closed his eyes as he took in Mela’s scent. He finally hugged her, and she quietly moaned, in satisfaction and as a response.
“This is…nice.” Mela sighed. With the way her last few months at the company played out, the feeling of relaxation had become foreign to her. She couldn’t remember the last time she had been like this with Jaehyun.
Jaehyun.
Why was she thinking about him?
Mela didn’t have much more time to think about it, as Johnny’s hand started to roam.
“I think I am going to be spending the night.” Johnny said, before kissing Mela on her temple.
“Hm?” Mela put her spoon back in her bowl and set it in on the table.
Johnny didn’t respond. Instead, he turned Mela’s face toward his own and gave her a gentle but reassuring kiss. He then followed with another kiss, powered by a little more force. Johnny, wanting nothing more than to feel the warmth from her lips, let the kiss linger a bit longer than usual before opening his eyes. Mela opened her eyes at the same time, and the synchronization transitioned into something electric between her and Johnny.
Next, they were kissing frantically as Johnny hurried to rid Mela of the minimal clothing she was wearing. He only took off her top, when he suddenly stood up, while still holding Mela and she naturally locked her legs around his waist.
“Which way to your room?” He asked in between kisses.
“Up the stairs, to the right, door at the end of hallway.” Mela responded, out of breath.
Johnny shook his head. “Too far. We’re fucking here- ”
He pressed his lips onto Mela’s once more and inserted his tongue when she moaned, immediately asserting dominance. Instead of sitting back on the couch, he held Mela against the wall, squeezing her ass as he felt wetness on his lower abs. He let her drop slightly so she could be aligned with his boner.
He pressed himself into her and she gasped and wrapped her arms around him tighter. “Please stop teasing. Fuck!”
Johnny only chuckled and continued, enjoying the sound of Mela’s ragged breathing. He walked over to the couch and laid her down gently. Once she was fully off his body, Johnny tugged the bottom of his shirt upwards and pulled it all the way over his head and off completely.
Mela mindlessly reached for his abs and ran her fingers down, feeling the hard ridges along the way. Johnny grabbed her hand to stop her before she reached his sweats.
“Not yet.” He shook his head and started to remove Mela’s shorts.
“No underwear? You planned for this to happen, you naughty girl.” Johnny smirked before reaching out and grabbing one of Mela’s breasts. “I’ve never been much of a titty guy but yours just look so delicious. Do you mind if I taste?” By the end of his sentence, Johnny was circling his lover’s nipple with his tongue as she bit her lip and nodded rapidly.
“I think you meant to shake your head, but I can’t blame you. I’m sure you’re having a hard time…. you know…. concentrating.” He said while his free hand reached into his sweats as he leaned back in and took Mela’s whole nipple into his mouth, once again.
Her back instantly arched as Johnny heard her gasp, her breathing becoming more intense as she tried to stifle a moan. Mela was caught off guard, waiting for Johnny to reveal his rock-hard cock from underneath his sweats. But it seemed he wasn’t going to pull it out anytime soon.
“Johnny..” Mela softly whimpered.
“I’m not done yet.” He said moving to the other breast. He then pulled his hand out of his sweats. Mela was hit with confusion because she felt his hand move when pulled it out, but she didn’t feel his hand anywhere on her body until….
“Oh my!” She cried out. Her legs began to shake as Johnny’s two fingers slide deeper into her warmth. Johnny simply ignored her and started to slowly pump his fingers in and out. He smirked to himself as Mela’s chest rose and dipped. Johnny was a pleaser and damn proud of it. He found joy in seeing his partners come undone under his touch. Having the upper hand whenever he pleased…If he could make her squirt just one time, he’d be satisfied. They had all night, and he was going to take advantage of the fact.
Johnny finally unlatched from Mela’s slightly swollen nipple and looked at them both, satisfied with his work. Maybe he was a titty guy, after all. Just maybe.
“Johnny, please.” Mela mustered out, finally floating back to reality.
“Please, what?” He asked, mocking concern.
“Johnny…”
“You must not want it bad enough, if you can’t even ask for it.”
“I do! I want you inside me. PLEASE!” Mela desperately tried to remove his sweatpants. Johnny intercepted and stopped her before she could succeed.
“I stand corrected. But I’m the one in control right now. Okay, princess?”
Mela gulped and nodded. She was finally able to concentrate long enough to take in his body in all its glory, not just his abs. His skin was smooth, with a healthy glow and his abs became more defined at each inhale. His eyes were glazed over and his lips looked chewed, as if they were given a lot of attention. He looked like a sculpture, overall.
Her thoughts were interrupted as Johnny took both her hands and held them above her head with one hand. He leaned in close to her ear and spoke.
“I’m going to finally give you what you want. But your hands need to stay up here.” He gave her a quick peck on the cheek and lifted himself back up until he was standing. He then pulled his sweats down, along with his boxers, and stepped out of them both.
“Oh.” Mela said as his cock springed out and slightly bounced. It was much larger than she expected. And yet, she was still eager to go on. More wetness immediately emerged from her as she tried her best to not let the feeling overcome her. She spotted two veins protruding on each side of his member and reached out, but Johnny stopped her.
“What did I just tell you?” He placed her hand back above her head and warned, “Next time, I won’t be so nice.”
He then positioned himself back in between Mela’s thighs and pushed her thighs forward so her knees were slightly touching her shoulders. He dragged his throbbing cock along her slippery folds as she started to squirm.
“Such a pretty and inviting pussy you have.” His eyes fluttered shut and he bit his bottom lip and with a groan, he pushed himself into Mela’s opening.
“OH my God!” Mela grabbed onto the end of the couch, to try to take away from the searing feeling of being torn open. This only motivated Johnny. He placed a hand on each side of the younger woman’s head and started to thrust. Hard. If he couldn’t make her squirt with his fingers, he would make sure his dick made it happen. He watched Mela as Mela’s lips formed an “O” and more of her fluids continued to coat Johnny’s eager cock. Her welcoming heat, paired with the friction was causing the familiar sensation in his dick. He was close, but not before…
He reached for where his body met with Mela’s and found her clit. Mela cried out as soon as he started rubbing her sensitive bud. He could tell by her sudden breath intake that this ending was going to be very messy. His eyes wandered to the bulge that appeared in her lower belly with each thrust and he just watched while in a daze. He was momentarily distracted from his nearing explosion but broke out of his trance with Mela screaming.
“Johnny, baby please!” She started gyrated uncontrollably as a string of inaudible words came out of her mouth. Soon after, Johnny saw a fountain of liquid spraying from her as she left his dick completely, soiling the couch and hitting Johnny’s abs.
“Shit.” He looked Mela, chest heaving and legs shaking. “Are you okay if I finish?” He asked, his question laced with concern.
Mela looked at him, through half closed eyes and nodded. He then slowly slipped back in with a low growl. He immediately sped up, frantically chasing his release. His heart racing as the sound of his balls hitting Mela’s skin filled his ears. This time around, Mela wrapped her arms around Johnny’s neck as he dipped for a kiss. It was urgent, needy, and passionate. She moaned into her mouth as he went in deeper. The familiar sensation had returned.
Mela felt Johnny twitch while inside of her and he suddenly broke the kiss and groaned. “Fuck!” Mela felt her insides being sprayed with his warm cum before he collapsed next to her.
All Mela could think about was how her new couch had been ruined. She turned to look at Johnny and he seemed to have already fallen asleep. She mustered up enough energy to grab a blanket from the wooden basket near the couch. She covered them both and laid next to Johnny, ignoring the wet spot she had created earlier.
She had to arrange for a new one, first thing in the morning.
Johnny wrapped his arms around Mela’s waist as he made a noise of approval, still asleep.
She saw Johnny’s phone light up as he received what seemed to be a long string of text messages, but her eyes shut, and she fell asleep before she could question it any further.
Chapter 1 Chapter 4
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on the radio (johnjae)
“I miss you. I won’t stop saying it. I wish time passed by faster, so I can look back at this moment and feel nothing. Because I think of that moment, months ago, when you said those words. We’re not good for each other. We need to break up. That’s what you said. I asked and begged and almost fell to my knees to know why you were done because I was imagining a life with you. It’s cruel to think that you could do something like that without remorse, leaving me behind as if I meant nothing.
I wish I meant to you what you meant to me. Because I miss talking to you about your day, about what you think of this or that. I miss cooking dinner for you, making your favorite dessert. I miss sharing coffee with you in the mornings when it’s too cold to leave the house. I miss staying awake in bed with you, talking about everything and nothing. I miss you in every sense of the word.”
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Favorite Scent
Vionetta Ruby Kim menjalani hari-harinya sebagai sekretaris pribadi dari sosok maskulin yang bernama Casper, jadi bisa dipastikan dia harus sudah berada di samping Casper pada saat berolahraga.“Good morning, Sir, saya ingin menyampaikan jadwal hari ini,” ucap Vionetta.“Ya silakan, Vio, aku mendengarkannya.”Casper sambil berenang.Casper terbiasa mendengarkan Vionetta sembari melakukan aktivitas…
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THE FINAL? (TEASER)
warning: this story inclues 18+ scenes, so please be careful if you want to read it.
Hi, I am new to this whole writing thing and obsess with all the talented and amazing writers’ work here on Tumblr. My biases are Jeno and Jaehyun, but I can’t find any fics that include both of them so I decide to write one myself.
I’m also not a native English speaker so there might be A LOT of grammatical errors, please forgive me. Hope you enjoy the story. Luvuall <3.
Character introduction:
Yn: You. 23 years old. The only daughter of the owners of a famous worldwide fashion company named Mason&Marou (this is the name of a chocolate brand but I love it so much so…). You are creating your own fashion brand at 22. Have a group of friends, which includes: Jeno (childhood friend); Mark; Yunjin; Eunchae; Johnny.
Jeno: Your best friend. 23 years old. You guys have known each other since 5 because your parents are best friends. Jeno is the only son of the owners of a real estate company. Kind of a “player” but still treats you right.
Jaehyun: 27 years old. CEO and founder of a logistics company. Johnny’s best friend.
Well, there is no such thing called “ friendship” between a boy and a girl. You fell for him first but you know if you confess, it will ruin your perfect “friendship”. Then when you move on and find someone who truly adores and appreciates you, he comes back and tries to claim you as his? And many tragic things happen after that, so who will be your lover? Jae? or Je?
I will post Ep 1 soon and put the link under this post. So please wait for meeeeee.
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N.Flying at the Amusement Park
~Rachel~
Went to lagoon last week and I was. inspired
Masterlist
Seunghyub
Warms up throughout the day and cools off at the end
Likes to start with the more cutesy easy rides and build up to the roller coasters as the day goes on
And then goes back and redoes the ones he liked the most
But at the end of the day he’s all about the slow classic rides
He’ll hold hands with you in line even when it’s hot outside
He kinda looks at the other people in line and has to make sure they know you’re an item
He’ll sneak kisses on rides when he’s sure no one else can see
And at the top of roller coasters before you fall
He prefers mid to back of the trains so really he’ll kiss you and then you drop
He’s not necessarily afraid of bigger coasters he just has to give himself time to work up to them
He’s the type to look around at the top of the Ferris wheel and take pictures
And then when you say “wow the view is gorgeous!”
He looks at you and says “yeah it is”
And then he’ll kiss you again
After the sunset Ferris wheel he will occasionally go back and do coasters again because lines are short
Or whatever you want to do because he’s pretty okay with being dragged around too
Hun
There for the vibes
Will go on roller coasters but you kinda have to bribe him
More about people watching and face paint than adrenaline
He likes some of the chill ground rides like swings and stuff
But roller coasters definitely aren’t his first choice
You go and get cat whiskers and then cotton candy and ice cream and you walk around
Just kinda admiring the sights and sounds until you finish your treats
Then like Ferris wheel, big swing ride, tilt-a-whirl, bumper cars
The biggest ride he’ll volunteer for is the boat swinging thing
You can talk him into roller coasters and those like you’re attached to a seat and flung around like a ragdoll things idk
But honestly he doesn’t really like them especially the flingy rides
He also really doesn’t like rides where you get wet but if it’s really hot outside he might be up for it just to cool off
The only rides he refuses to go on are the rise and drop ones
Hate is not a strong enough word
But he does like to take pictures after more intense rides just to see how funny his hair looks
And to remember that he spent a fun day with you doing things outside of his normal comfort zone
Jaehyun
Screams
Every single ride he screams bloody murder
Unironically
It’s his idea to get on in the first place
In line he’s like getting anxious bouncing up and down wringing his hands
Like “oh man I don’t know this is kinda scary are you sure it’s safe????”
And then you get on and he almost shatters your eardrums
And then you get off his legs are all shaky
You ask “hey are you okay like was that too much”
He just turns to you and says cool as a cucumber
“Yes come on”
“Let’s do it again”
And so the cycle repeats
Like maybe the chiller rides he’s not screaming necessarily but you know this man he opens his mouth and a lot of sound comes out
One of those swingy spinny rides “WAAAAAAAAAAAAAH THIS IS SO FUUUUN”
Something unexpected though is he loooves hyping up little kids going on rides they’re barely tall enough for
High fives all around “you’re so brave!!! Wow you must be so cool if you want to do this roller coaster”
And then when everyone gets off after Jaehyun was screaming the whole time the kids just laugh at him but he just plays it off like “oh you’re much braver than I am”
He winks at you like there’s some inside joke you’re in on
Like boy I’ve been with you all day don’t act like you’re pretending here
Hweseung
If he doesn’t almost pee his pants is it even worth it??
Did he even have fun if he didn’t almost throw up???
The whole point of the amusement park is the adrenaline rush
Giggles like a madman instead of screaming
He actually hates the dropping feeling in his stomach but he has convinced himself that he loves it
He’s gotta sit at the back of the coaster or else the suspense of waiting for the drop kinda kills him
The part he actually does like is the g-force pressing him down into the seat
But this weird little adrenaline junkie has managed to convince himself that the dropping feeling is the best part
It’s kinda cute though he always holds your hand when you’re going down
As you get to the top it’s like clockwork
Like lightning his hand reaches over to your lap bar and he’s squeezing like your hand is the thing keeping him in his seat
Also he doesn’t like really scream because his vocal cords but he does make this really funny “YEEEEEEEEE” sound
And when you get off he’s all bouncy excited like “oh man that was awesome let’s do another one!!!”
Still holding your hand because sometimes he forgets and sometimes (always) he just likes holding your hand
Dongsung
Very content to be dragged around and do whatever you want to do
He is suspiciously good at finding cameras on roller coasters (if there are any)
And he warns you so you can do something ridiculous together
Or he doesn’t warn you and you end up with a picture of you in your natural habitat with him making a stupid face or looking like a bored statue
He likes getting little souvenir trinkets so he has something besides pictures to bring back memories later
Usually gets them in matching pairs for couple items
Or sometimes it’s just a gift for you
Or a little thing for himself
He does not like spending any other extra money though
All the carnival games or the pay-extra rides are a waste to him
He gets grouchy over park food prices too
(Which is totally reasonable)
So he is not wont to buying ice cream or cotton candy or anything outside of sustenance
He also says eating in the park is a waste of time because you paid to get in to go on rides not to pay more and sit around eating
He is quite serious about sunscreen though he does not want either of you burning and having a miserable time the next day
He wants to leave with no regrets
Masterlist once again
#n.flying#n.flying x reader#n.flying fic#n.flying fiction#lee seunghyub x reader#cha hun x reader#jaehyun x reader#hweseung x reader#dongsung x reader
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Jeno likes to bite stuffs, like anything. Waking up to your boyfriend jeno lee, he cuddles you up to get himself comfy as he lay beside you and lower himself to bite your tummy that he finds it cute, but you find it as something you're insecure about.
But no worries girl, he loves it. He finds it cute, giving you little praises,
My princess is cute
Beautiful beautiful y/n righttt
Look at this tummy angg cuteee
As he bites it and snuggles his head on it, making you both giggles.
"i made us coffee, let's goo"
What a way to start your day.
#nct 127#nct dream#nct smut#johnny suh#nct#nct angst#fiction#headcanons#imagines#jung jaehyun#leedonghyuck#lee haechan#lee donghyuck#lee taeyong#mark lee#nct jeong yoonoh#nct jeno#jeno fanfic#jeno drabbles#nct jisung#kim jungwoo#johnny smut#nakamoto yuta#wayv kun#wayv ten#wayv
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