Can we have the bitting situation but with wayv instead 🫣 please?

i’m in love with this omg !!

kun: intimacy with Kun is important in the sense that he uses it to show you how much he loves you. he would be on the giving end, but when he bites it’s very soft and gentle. he would leave marks as a way to show you how much he wants you, but biting is a gentle area for him cause he doesn’t want to hurt you in any way (brb imma go cry now…)

ten: kinky mf LOVES biting. absolutely will bite you whether yall are getting down and dirty or not… like yall could just be sitting there watching tv and if he wants your attention he would bite you instead of asking. also cannot get enough of you biting him. he feels claimed when you do and it makes him happy. same goes for when he bites you, he’s claiming you as his.

winwin: he’s so cute omg… the first time you bite him he would look at you like “why on gods green earth are you biting me?!” i think he’s more similar to kun in the sense that he won’t bite hard, if he does at all, but if yall are having jealous sex? he’s gonna let you know who you belong to… everyone else will see the next day for sure

xiaojun: he’s on the receiving end of this. HE LOVES WHEN YOU BITE HIM!! might let out a wimped or two but you didn’t hear that from me… he’s honestly so down bad for you and he just wants to make you happy… but there’s nothing that makes him happier than you leaving your pretty marks on his skin (crying pt. 2)

hendery: this man omg… yall could be having the most intimate moment and he would bite you out of nowhere, but if you try to bite him he looks at you as if you committed a felony… not that he doesn’t like when you mark him up, he loves that, but HE bites YOU, not the other way around (might give in if you’re extra good for him)

yangyang: feral child i love him so much ! both giving and receiving (he grew up with ten, it’s expected). usually sex with you two starts with playfully biting each other till it becomes some sort of competition, and then the two of you are laying there out of breath, completely naked, with marks EVERYWHERE!! low key always a really cute moment for you two

who do you think in nct (minus the new team ofc) are the pussy eaters? like one thing about them is that they gon eat some pussy? probably even on the first link? im curious

Ooooo this is a good question😩😩😩

Yuta, Johnny, Haechan, Jeno, Renjun, Kun

These men lick there fingers clean when they’re done with you. know those men that just stare at it and moan or say something like “fuck”? Yup mhmm this is them right here. Definitely tells you how pretty it is and how good it tastes. They aren’t messy and they’re very focused on the task at hand. Experienced so they’re im no rush. hese are the pros NOT FOR BEGINNERS!!😂

Jaemin, Mark, Yang Yang , Xiaojun, Taeyong, Ten

😩✋🏿. They eat it like they are STARVINGGGGGGGG. Unlike the pros these ones are messy. Baby you’re all over their face and they love that shit. Their face is in that bitch ya hear me??you’ll hear all that slurping and moaning. Even when your done they still want more. STARVINGGGGG.

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I am so sorry for this section but I have to tell you the truth🙇🏿‍♀️

Jaehyun, winwin

Honey they just want to fuck. Half assed type of eating. “Did you cum yet?” They know where the clit is but pussy eating does not do it for them and they’ll let you know that by the lazy barely there licks they give you😭😭

Jisung, jungwoo, hendery, chenle

They do not know what tf they’re doing😂

They are willing to be taught though. They’re wild asf but in a “calm down. Calm down” type of way lmaooo once they get the hang of it they’ll definitely be in the starving and pro groups trust me. Hendery and chenle are more likely to be pros after a few lessons.

Taeil, Doyoung

No thanks. They don’t want to. Try again next time. They’ll accept bj and finger you. After that? Fucking. 🤷🏿‍♀️😭😭😭

wayv text prompt: “are you busy tonight? because i have some ideas for us…”

“are you busy tonight?….” wayv texts

pairing: bf!wayv x gf!reader

warnings: slightly smutty, mentioning of kissing, mentioning of netflix and “chill”

note: i really love getting all those wayv reqs. the boys deserve so much more attention :,(

qian kun & gn! reader about summer heat, sharing a bed, non-sexual intimacy, roommates who are “just friends,” lowercase intended word count 2K words

JULY 26 87 degrees 📀 小雨天气 by 苡慧, 嘿人李逵, 十七草

“it’s hot”

your words are just short of a half-hearted groan, slipping through the abrupt ruffle of the sheets as you (poorly attempt) to desperately kick off the comforter from the expanse of your legs. it only takes a second before you're arching your back in the fashion of a cat, stretching out your limbs in search of the only untouched portion of the mattress, toes straining and muscles tight. and when you do find it, relishing in the cold relief of the unexplored fabric, it's a feeling nothing if not short lived, stifled by the heat of your roommate's breath fanning against the side of your neck and the brush of his knuckles against the bare skin of your stomach.

"you’ve said that,”

his reply is spoken in a low, quiet inflection. one barely above a whisper, and yet with the lack of distance, one which deceivingly sounds much louder. kun's words are partnered with the motion of his legs as he attempts to shift to something akin to what you assume to be a more comfortable position--knees knocking against your own and hand retracting from your torso as if he was scalded. cheeks burnt a rosy red, rivaling the heat of summer as he pushes his hair back upon his head with an impassive undertaking.

“i’ll keep saying it,”

he huffs and despite the darkness of the room, you know he's shooting you an incredulous expression. “that won’t make it any less hot,”

“you know what would make it less hot,” you words are acute--directed at him with a acumated accuracy--as you angle your head upwards, slightly grazing his chin as you narrow your eyes at the shadowed frame of his silhouette.

it takes him a moment to find the words, to compose himself enough to muster an actual answer other than an audible gulp. an embarrassingly loud response doubling as a last ditch effort to relieve the sudden dryness in his mouth. “what?”

“if you got out of my bed,”

the noise that leaves kun's mouth can be likened more to a whine than anything else, the hand previously laying upon his forehead falling to rest upon his eyes. “it’s too hot in my room,”

you raise a brow, lips parted and tongue lifted against the sharpened point of canines. your words are drawled, consumed by a sarcasm otherwise suffocated by the casual tone of affection. “so your solution is to sleep in a twin sized bed with your roommate?”

kun's quick to jump to his own defense, parting his fingers and snapping his gaze towards your own. an undertaking which he ultimately, immediately regrets within the first fraction of a second, seeing far too much of those pretty eyes of yours for his voice to remain steady. it takes all his effort (and a calculated cough from the back of his throat) to beholden any shred of faux apathy--lips pursed before reluctantly curving into the beginnings of his softly enunciated consonants. “the couch is uncomfortable,”

a noise that can only ever be interpreted as disbelief is quick to leave your ajar mouth. “more uncomfortable than sleeping on top of me?”

he hesitates, swallowing quickly only to part his lips in the swift beginnings of a further explanation. one that begins only to end with the tensing of his jaw, before repeating the process three times over until your roommate is positively confident that any and all arguments are utterly incomprehensible and inconclusive. he intends to think up some witty remark, something to have you grinning and pushing back on his shoulder (he loves that habit of yours, though ten would argue that kun seems to love everything about you... ) but the only clever rebuttal he summons is:

“… yeah?”

you laugh and for the moment, for the split second in time which his ears ring from the airy, tired expression of your continued amusement at his own expense--he's holding nothing but a puffed up pride from his not-so-witty, very-much-not-so-clever response. (speaking of ears ringing, he might have tinnitus. is it possible to contract it from long term exposure to a roommate who sends him into something just short of cardiac arrest?)

"you don't sound very confident," your tone is a whisper away from mockery, flashing him that crooked and right leaning smile that hes found to be burned into his memory (so burned in fact that even the sher recollection of it makes him feel as if he has been set alight, pun intended). he only hums in return, a reply that spells out defeat in every way but overt words.

and for a few moments, with the lull in your usual back and forth, you're met with nothing but the steady inhale and exhale of your counterpart and the accompanying song of cicadas which thrums through the open windows. it's within this intermission that you find yourself growing ever warmer. though you can't be too sure if it was from the humid heat of july or the ever decreasing distance between you and your roommate--however, you find it safest to assume the former (despite all signs pointing to the latter).

the comfortable silence between the two of you is interrupted only by the shift of your frame, flipping over to face him with a sluggish roll of your shoulders. you're much closer than before, albeit there's more of you on the bed now then off of it, and you tense--body pressed gingerly against his own in a far from subtle affection that has kun about to drop dead on the spot. it's a touch which lingers, as if you're testing the waters, waiting for the inevitable, brash jerk of his stature that never seems to come. "i don't mind it,"

"me? or the heat?"

your answer follows instantly, like you were expecting the question. a reply made with no hesitation, almost as if there was no thought behind it at all. "the heat,"

"and me?" you've known kun long enough to be familiar with the slight tremble in the inflection of his voice, the way his tone darts upwards at the end of his sentences and the nervous swallow between each word. all things present here, all found within two measly syllables--spoken with such an unbridled anticipation that you nearly kiss him tell him then and there (perhaps you're getting overheated, a twin bed is much, much too small).

"honest answer? or a funny one?"

kun pauses, tongue caught between puffy lips as he considers his options. his eyes roll over the details of the ceiling, carefully selecting his vocabulary and drawing out his response for fear of all the wrong words spilling out. words that detail just exactly how much you've occupied his every waking thought, that express in every detail how he's thinking of you right now (a series of sentiments that are in no shape or form anything that just a roommate would feel). "funny, then honest,"

you shrug, shoulders brushing against his own as you offer him a seemingly disinterested countenance--one disrupted only by the slightest, upwards tug at the corner of your lips. "you're tolerable,"

he scoffs, thrusting an accusatory finger in your direction. one that begins with a high velocity only to falter backwards, much to close to nearly poking out your eye. the proximity is unprecedented, intimate, and he finds himself struggling to adjust to it (though he'd like too, get used to it that is--a thought that has the tip of his ears painted a charming shade of crimson). "if i'm tolerable, i can't imagine what ten is to you,"

you laugh and once more, kun finds himself attempting to commit it to memory. there's something different about it here, perhaps the closeness, perhaps the muddied humidity of the weather thats drenched itself over your sickeningly sweet, songbird intonation. or perhaps it's the way he can feel your chest shake with the vibrado of your entertainment or the details of your face (the way your eyelashes stick to your cheek, the crease of your brow, and the soft crescents that tug at the corner of your eyes). "do you really want to know?"

your tone is playful, question poised in between the beginnings of your snickering. a reception originated from the soft snarl on your roommate's lips and the ever-obvious widening of his eyes. an expression all too familiar in the confines of conversation about ten lee. the same ten lee who is a little too sweet on you for kun's liking and whom you seem to favor more than anyone else in your apartment's social circle. the same ten lee who knows this fact drives kun up the wall (and then some) and who uses this to his utter advantage (and amusement).

"no, no, don't tell me," kun corrects (though his dismissal sounds as if it's a hair away from begging) with the click of his tongue and a lazy flick of his wrist, waving off your taunt with no more than a dissatisfied huff, "i don't want to hear it,"

you quirk a brow, tongue pressing against the inside of your cheek (another habit that kun is endeared too, one that makes his head spin and his knees feel weak). "afraid it's something good?"

his answer is immediate, an earnest confession made with no equivocation but only the barest bones of irritation (one garnered from the thought of your affection being directed at the cat-like blonde rather than himself ... completely normal for roommates, right?). "yes,"

in every depiction of how this conversation was going to go, you certainly never expected a straightforward, blunt answer from kun. or at least, not one that made your stomach plummet to your knees and your heart beat five times too fast. you might be suffering from a rapidly onset case of heat exhaustion, maybe sun poisoning? one look at his expression--eyes half lidded and brows furrowed to sit upon the slender bridge of his nose--says otherwise.

perhaps it's his own searing honesty (one that makes you feel much hotter than the weather does) or the soft, ardent tone of his reply but you find yourself posing him another question--one framed around a quieter, more tender lilt. "well do you want your honest answer?"

"as long as it's better than ten's,"

in any other scenario, you would jump at the chance to tease him. to hold his schoolboy-esque jealously over his head in a light-hearted triumph. to bring it up in any and every further conversation, only for the sake of pricking at his pride and to earn nothing but taunting grins and laughter from yourself. but when you try, when the words lay on the tip of your tongue ready to be spat out with a dizzying purr, you find yourself unable to find them. or say them. or anything with the way he's looking at you. an expression that screams impatience and an adoration that goes straight to your head--dizzying you to a degree of nausea (or butterflies fluttering against the walls of your stomach, the more likely yet less inclined explanation).

"i think you're my favorite,"

kun blinks slowly at you, tilting his head on his shoulder to get a better look, to determine if you were teasing (an outcome he dreads more than honesty). there's a smile toying at the edges of his lips, pulling up into a softened, tired grin. black eyelashes fawn against his cheeks, strands of platinum blonde falling before his eyes as he speaks. "your favorite what? roommate? because you only have on--"

"everything,"

you think you can pinpoint the exact moment when his breathe catches in his throat, a short-lived, choked sputter of a response that drags both him and you into an underlying, all consuming silence. one interwoven with the trill of the cicadas and the trembling, spontaneous steps of the curtains, locked in an undying trot with the july breeze.

"it's hot,"

you huff. "i've been saying that,"

he shifts, dropping his hand from his face to rest upon yours. it's a movement made with no indecision, no pause or procrastination. a gentle, delicate endearment emphasized by the threading of his fingers between your own. kun's words are quiet, a clarifying correction that only serves to worsen the flustered state of his countenance. "i feel hot,"

"yeah," you return, squeezing his hand against your own, "me too,"

taglist. @evilsailorsenshi @firstdonutllamafarm @222brainrot @scinclaitnoir @yangasm thank you for all your support and love! ♡

🗯️ if there are ever two things i am absolutely obsessed over and crushed by, it's kun and summer. the latter of which everyone on this account is about to be made painfully aware of with the 10+ timestamp works in progress in my drafts that are all summer centered. i'm so endeared to kun, i am just so fond of him (·•᷄∩•᷅ ) so i hope that (and the sweetness of the mundane) was conveyed well here. this was also supposed to be no more than a couple hundred words ... but it's practically a short form (ง ͠ಥ_ಥ)ง i got a little overtaken by it ...

🧾 © 00127am 2024

wayv sending you a selfie‧₊˚♡彡

- genre : fluff

- tw : established relationships, cursing, mention of kissing

- a/n : pls ignore the time on winwin's it bothers me too 🙁🙁🙁 also if you get the diary of a wimpy kid reference i love you

wayv saying “i love you” first

pairing: wayv members x reader

type: scenarios 

summary: the wayv members and when they can’t help but say those three words

warnings: mentions of food, also bella for those afraid of dogs, dejun being bullied a little in yangyang’s, use of their actual names, fluff

masterlist | info

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kun- the boys were exhausted. their comeback was pushed back for a third time but they continued to train and practice like it was still happening as scheduled. your boyfriend had texted you earlier that they were at the dance studio all day and that he may not get to see you today. little did he know that when he and the boys walked back into the dorm that you had other ideas. upon entering, the whole place smelled of incredible food and each of the boys walked in, breathed deeply, happily groaning in excitement. “hi!” you greeted them from the kitchen. kun made his way over to you as you explained, “i made all your favorites!” you started listing them but was cut off by the impact of kun falling into your body, pulling you into him. “thank you, baby. i love you.” he sighed out. he said it without a second thought. he was so worn out and so grateful that you not only cared about him but the other boys too. your generosity warmed his heart. kun didn’t think much of it as he said it but he noticed you were stiff against him and pulled back. “oh, baby, i’m sorry. i didn’t mean—“ now it was your turn to cut him off, but with a kiss this time. “gross. can we eat now?” you heard yangyang say followed by a smack from ten. 

ten- chittaphon was beyond excited for this concert. wayv was getting to perform in bangkok which meant he got to see his family again, and you were getting to go with him. the downside was that he only got to be home for less than twenty four hours. they were flying in, performing, and then leaving on an early flight. but he would take what he could get, especially if they were letting you come along. he was giddy in the days leading up and the flight there. he called his mom as soon as they landed and headed to the venue. a smile was permanently etched on his face and his hand held yours every opportunity he was allowed. though some would think it might have been too early to meet parents but with the distance chittaphon would take any opportunity he could. also he knew you were the one from the moment he met you so it didn’t matter. his phone lit up again while he was getting dressed. “they’re here! can you go meet them at the door and bring them back here?” he asked you. the nerves began to bubble up in your stomach again but you smiled and nodded. when you returned, chittaphon heard your voice but hearing you speak a language he’d never heard you speak before. the two of you usually spoke english or korean when you were there but when you were speaking thai with his family he froze. he watched from the other side of the room as you and his family smiled and conversed. his heart raced and a love struck grin spread across his face. the fact that you learned his native language to speak comfortably with his family was so heartwarming to him. of course you struggled some but you took it in stride and he found it so endearing. after a few moments he joined all of you. the group reunited with hugs all around and catching up on the time missed for as long as they could until it was time for chittaphon to take the stage meaning you all had to take your seats. it all ended too soon and before you knew it the amazing night was coming to a close. you and chittaphon sat in the back of the van with your hand in his once more as you gushed over the performance and shared about your time with his family, still riding the high of the show. chittaphon watched you with what others could only describe as heart eyes because of how full his heart was from the evening. it couldn’t have been more perfect for him and he couldn’t help himself. “i love you.” he said in his native language making you stop mid-sentence. you knew quite a bit of the language and your certainly knew that phrase, you just weren’t quite sure he even said or meant it. “what?” you looked at him wide eyed. he scooted closer to you in the backseat of the car and reached up to caress your cheek. “i love you.” he repeated louder and more assured. you knew it was for real, just as you had learned it. he really did know how to take your breath away. you softened from your surprised, rigid state and smiled back at him. “i love you too”

winwin- he definitely didn’t mean to say it as soon as he did but the poor guy was so sick and tired. you could tell days before that he was staring to come down with something but a few days later when he texted you he was sick, you rushed right over to take care of him. kun had been doing the best he could until you got there with all the supplies you needed to care for him. though sicheng preferred being taken care of by you, he still fought you once you arrived, insisting he would be fine and you shouldn’t risk getting sick. you of course ignored him and went right to work. you made sure he was propped up, given the right medicine, warm enough, and even started making his favorite soup which you fed to him when it was done. he was honestly so touched at the way you cared for him and tried so hard to keep it together. once he was fed his eyes started to feel heavy and droop. you helped him get settled and tucked in when you headed him say it. it was so soft and with the rustling of the bed sheets, you almost missed it and sicheng was so tired he went right to sleep before you could even ask him to clarify. he looked so peaceful and beautiful in his sleep, you started to understand the way he felt. you smiled to yourself softly before brushing his hair back and placing a gentle kiss to his forehead. “i love you too, sicheng.” you whispered. when he was recovered he doesn’t really remember saying it and even later on in your relationship he denies that he was the first to say it, but you’ll never forget it. 

xiaojun- you paid attention to pretty much everything dejun did but he never realized how observant you were. he just assumed you were like most everyone else and the little things he said and did went unnoticed to you. boy, was he wrong. when he came home from a long day of practice, he collapsed on the couch. suddenly bella came running into the room and hopped on to the couch next to him. he rubbed her back but began to notice she looked cleaner than she did earlier that day and she smelled nice too. as he looked around, he also noticed that the living room was a bit cleaner than before and the poster they’d bought months ago was finally hung on the wall. a few more things were put into place and projects they had put off in their living space were done. before he knew it, you came into the room. were you always here? he wondered. “baby, when did you get here?” he asked. “oh, yangyang let me in while you were gone!” you smiled and kissed his cheek. “ok, bella is clean, i got some stuff done in here, your clothes are folded and on your bed. i’ll go ahead and start dinner.” you rattled off the checklist to yourself out loud. dejun looked up at you confused and reached out for your hand to stop you. “wait, wait, you did all of this?” “well, yeah, you were saying the other day how some stuff needed to be done but you didn’t have time. i thought i’d help you out.” you shrugged. his eyes softened at he looked at you and he stood to his feet to pull you into a hug. “i can’t believe you did all this for me. i love you.” he’s so sentimental. “awe, jun, it’s nothing. i love you too” you pecked his lips and went off to the kitchen. 

hendery- when kunhang entered your apartment that evening, he was worried when it was full of smoke with the detector going off. “ohh no!!” your loud groan filled the apartment. “y/n?!” he called out, worry lacing his tone. “in the kitchen.” before coming to find you, he opened the window in the living room to air the place out. “are you hurt?” he asked, fanning around the smoke alarm with a book he grabbed off the coffee table. “no, but our dinner is.” you said sadly. it was finally clearing out enough so that he could see you. he walked over and wrapped an arm around your waist as you looked down at your burnt meal. “what where you cooking, baby?” he chuckled lightly. “it was supposed to be your favorite. i called your mom for the recipe and everything. i wanted to do something special for you because you were a little homesick.” you spoke in pout. to kunhang, you were so adorable. you worked so hard to try and make him feel better and even though you failed it was still touching. he leaned down and kissed your lips then rested his forehead on yours. “i love you for trying.” his fingers laced with yours. “c’mon, i’ll take you out.”

yangyang- it really didn’t take much. as much as he tried to deny it, he was feeling it pretty much from the moment he met you. he tried so hard to push it from his mind and take things slow as not to freak you out. in all honesty, it freaked him out too that he was feeling like this. one afternoon you were with him and the rest of the boys of wayv in their apartment. he was already swooning because all of the pets loved you from the jump. bella currently laid in your lap, dozing as you rubbed her head and it was pretty much the cutest thing he had ever seen. if that wasn’t enough, you also managed to get in a clever, well-timed jab to dejun that earned the respect from all the boys. combine all that with just how gorgeous you looked in the hoodie your stole from his room, he was pretty well smitten. after another well executed joke, the laughter had died down and before he even knew it, yangyang let out an “i love you” with a sigh. all the boys looked around in confusion and then the teasing began. “ahh our little baby is in love!!” his older brothers gushed, reaching to pinch his cheeks. yours burned and you tried to hide the smile on your face. yangyang did his best to play it off but it was far too late for that. after quite a bit of teasing you got up from your spot and sat down in the youngest boy’s lap and kissed his lips, silencing the room. “i love you too.” you told him. the boys started hyping him up but he wasn’t even pay attention. all he could see was you.

kun being all soft with you and his members seeing it and making fun of him for it

yes yes thank you for ur request!! i need to see more kun stuff so thank you sm for this. i love this little drabble!!! lmk what u think<3

soft spot for you

↬ qian kun

𓇚 pairing- idol!kun x fem!reader, friends or lovers?????

𓇚 warnings- not much just mentions how soft he is for u<3, yangyang & ten annoying kun!!!, lmk if i missed something

𓇚 a/n- help i literally said idk if i was gonna post something else but i literally forgot i had this ready to post???? my brain is all over anyways hopefully i will post the hongjoong fic tonight but if not def tmr!!! ily all<3

kun has always been nice and polite to everyone but especially with you. always doing things for you that he wouldn’t for his members.

yangyang brought it up to him as ten just watched like it was the most entertaining thing. kun shook off yangyang teasing remarks. yangyang claiming how sweet he is to you and not to them.

his fake pouts just making kun more annoyed with his remarks. “it’s just- not true.” kun looks away from boy with hopes to change the subject.

“you know it’s not a bad thing- i bet she thinks it cute.” ten chimes in, trying to make him feel somewhat more comfortable but his mocking tone doesn’t really help.

“you guys are seriously annoying! i don’t- i just have a soft spot for her.” he admits sitting back in his seat with a sigh. “finally you admit it. we know! we can see with how cute you are to her aw so cute.” kun rolls his eyes at yangyang shooting him a glare after.

“shut up.” yangyang laughs with ten but quickly stopping when you enter the room. “hi guys- hope it’s okay that i came over a little earlier.” you smile taking a seat next to kun.

he doesn’t want to smile to big at the small gesture but he can’t help it. “no- you came at the perfect time.” he responds with a smile. yangyang and ten giving each other amused looks at his actions, know they will love to tease him just a little more later.

춳🥐 : 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗁𝗈𝗆𝖾 ! ˎˊ˗ੈ

۪ ݁ 𝟷𝟷 : 𝟷𝟷 ݁ ۪ ୧

“We Are Your Vision”.

more like

“We Are Your Visuals” ??

WAYVVVVV 😡😡😡😡😡😡😡

WHY R WE YELLING!!! but i gotchu 😝😝. hope you don’t mind texts cus that’s the only thing i have for them rn 😞

— plot | theme . smau / texts

— genre . fluff , humor

— warnings . kms joke on hendery’s and fwb xiaojun but i think thats all!!!

you said when you met me, you were "bored" 🫥

dedicated to @weishnie <3

Black on Black

NCT NATION TO THE WORLD 2023 SEOUL

BABE ily and i needed to share that im so violently bricked for kun. what are ur thots about him?

Kun is the type of man to make everybody his bitch🤷🏿‍♀️

There are three members in nct who I think just have that ability in general

It’s Kun, Johnny and Yuta

I feel like you just can’t hate him😭✋🏿

Like everybody loves Kun.

The man is a ball of talent but you can’t help but notice that undertone of silent dominance he has.

Look at him leading wayv.

The guy is in charge of one of the most chaotic units and he barely speaks😭 but I’m sure you’ve seen the little looks and glares he gives to members when they do something wrong.

I feel like he’s like that in relationships too.

His eyes hold a lot of power

like the guy could tell you behave by just giving you one of those looks that doesn’t even last 5 seconds

And to me he’s more protective than possessive.

Not saying he’s not possessive at all he’s just more

“Call me when you get home”

“I’ll drive you”

“How much is it?”

“No, i know you can do it but I want to do it for you”

You know?

Versus his possessiveness is more his actions

Like pulling you slightly closer by the waist whenever you’re in the presence of men

Slightly bitting the tip of your ear in public when someone else has your attention

Not allowing the boys or anyone for that matter to make fun of you without them getting cussed out or worse case scenario getting beat tf up.

Don’t be fooled y’all

He spoils his queen

And that spoiling includes protecting your name.

anything anybody says to or about you must be good

Kun doesn’t like fighting but he’s definitely the type to get physical when it’s someone he cares about.

Spoiling also includes buying you EVERYTHING

Don’t even try to fight it

If you do that he’s feel like shit

Like you don’t trust him to do stuff

You get me?

But yeah

Daddy Kin is top tier

And he has high fucking standards too 😭😭

could i request bf texts with wayv? i don't know of your requests are open or not, but if they're closed you can completely ingore this. thank you for your time!

wayv boyfriend texts

pairing: bf!wayv x fem!reader

warnings: pet names

note: my reqs are open, thank you for requesting wayv tho! i noticed i haven’t done any texts for them yet! <3

wayv

wayv reaction to a pic of them sleeping‧₊˚♡彡

tw: kinda(?) a death threat (HELP), cursing