#kyufessions nct
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koala
synopsis: you help your boyfriend take his makeup up off after work
pairings: idol, boyfriend! chenle x g.n. reader
genre: domestic, fluff
word count: 1.0k
a/n: got this idea from the recent weverse live. sigh.
general taglist: @jwnghyuns @eaudenana @soobin-chois
the creaking of the front door didn’t alarm you, knowing it was your boyfriend after a long day of promotions. you knew he had been on his way, you just didn’t know he’d be here so soon. on your face sat an animal themed face mask and on your feet a foiled foot mask, with only five minutes left for each as a horror film played on the television. as the footsteps approached closer, your eyes stared out to the door frame and stared at the groggy man with a full face of makeup and tired eyes that widened at your state.
his lips upturned at sight in front of him, the smile weak but facial expression entertained. tossing his bag to the designated corner, he drags his feet into the bathroom and grabs some makeup cleaner, a washcloth, and plops down next to you. you just stare at him, a small grin on your lips. “you look cute.” he says as he looks up to you, moving his body so his head is laying in your lap. “is that a panda?”
nodding, you place a quick peck to his lips. “you look tired, baby. how was work?” you lean over to start taking the foil masks off your feet, rubbing to excess into them and tossing the masks into the trash bin next to the nightstand as chenle tells you about his day. when you turn your head, you notice him holding the cleansing balm and washcloth out towards you. tilting your head for the dramatics with a smile, you look between him and the items. “what’s this for?”
“can you wash off my makeup for me, please?” an exaggerated pout makes way onto his face, earning a small chuckle from you. soft moments like this with chenle happened every so often. your relationship was very playful and fun, the soft moments came and went but the love was always there and never questioned. but whenever either of you were ever this vulnerable with one another you never batted an eye, just went along with it.
opening up the banila cleansing balm, you take out the scrapper and start putting small amounts of it throughout his face. his eyes flutter shut, enjoying this small moment between you two. the sound of the terrifier 2 plays in the background, the vulgar noises going through one ear and out the other. you focus on making sure you get each part of his face but avoiding his eyes so as to not irritate them, watching all the colors mix together on his face as they melt into an oil mixture. wetting the wash cloth with your water bottle, you bring it to his face and start washing off the oil and making sure there’s no excess.
as you begin to wash off the oil, chenle’s eyes open back up to watch the process. his eyes watch you focus with your bottom lip out in a pout, eyes slightly squinted as you make sure to get every inch and not stain the new pillow cases you just bought last week. once you announce you’re finished, he slides off the bed lazily and tosses his clothes into the hamper. as he does so, you finally take off your face mask and throw it into the trash bin and soak the rest of it into your skin. as you tossed the mask into the garbage, you felt chenle wrap his arms around your waist and lay his head back in your lap.
when you looked down at him all he wore was his boxers and a basketball tee, his eyes still tired but grin still exuding happiness. you automatically wrap your arms around him, confused but allowing it to happen. “what’s gotten into you tonight?” you tease, causing him to look up at you.
“谢谢.” was all he said, his grin turning into a tired smile before placing a kiss to your thigh.
“i’m your partner, you don’t need to thank me.” you reply, placing your lips on his quickly before pulling him into his spot on the bed next to you.
he allows you to do so, secretly enjoying it anyway. the movie is long forgotten at this point but you don’t forget to make a mental note to rewatch it tomorrow when you have the time. you move the blanket so it’s on top of both of you and your boyfriend and allow him to cuddle up next to you, your arm wrapping around him and hand landing in his hair to play with his now messy strands.
“rough day?” you asked as he played with your shirt, his head on your chest and his breathing becoming slower. you can tell he could fall asleep any second now, but you always wanted to make sure he got everything off his chest he needed to so he didn’t sleep with anything heavy on his mind.
he moved his head up and down as if in a nodding motion. “yeah, just a lot of dance practices and interviews.” he lets out a deep sigh against your skin, causing a shiver to run up your spine as the ending credits roll from the end of the film. his one leg intertwines with yours, wanting to become even closer as he continues on about his day. “i finally have a day off tomorrow though, so that’s good.”
humming in agreement, you look down at him and press a small kiss to the top of his head. “about time.” you sink your body further down into the mattress, feeling your eyes getting heavy as well. as you reach over and turn off the nightstand light, you continue with your sentence. “my little koala has been working hard lately.”
although exhausted, chenle’s head shoots up and his eyes shoots daggers at you. his nose scrunches in disgust, hating the stupid nickname. “i hated that so much.” he pecks your lips before resting his head on your chest again, cuddling back into your warmth. “you’re lucky i love you.”
you roll your eyes, adjusting yourself in a position to get comfortable for bed. “yeah yeah, you love my stupid nicknames.” you feel him tap your side with his thumb two times, signaling something. “what?”
“you didn’t say it back.”
“chenle. you know i love you too.”
“just say it back, please. so i can go to bed.”
“i love you too.”
“good.”
even when half asleep he’s extremely stubborn.
#kyufessions nct#nct dream#nct#nct chenle#nct dream chenle#chenle fluff#chenle#zhong chenle#chenle x reader#nct imagines#nct x reader
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RECOMMENDED NCT FICS OF SEPTEMBER 2023💖
hello, hello! here are my nct recs of september! hopefully these beautiful stories get more recognition as well as the writers 💝
** anything in parentheses and bolded are my thoughts that can be disregarded if needed **
🔞smut || 💔angst || 💕fluff || ✅completed || 🔄ongoing || 💯favorite
Body Language || @badalivie💕✅
↳ You and Donghyuck have been dance partners for the past 6 years. When he gets into an accident that costs him a competition and substitutes himself with another dancer, he realizes he’s not so open at all to having you dance with someone else, especially having their hands in the places he considered his.
Forget Him || @smileysuh🔞💕✅💯
↳ “What if… what if I helped you out a little?” His words hang in the air, and your room feels thick with tension. You’re acutely aware of the toy still pressed between your thighs. “Look,” Hyuck says, voice softer, “I hate seeing you cry- but seeing you cry about something good might make us both feel better.”
Getting Even || @ofjunemoment🔞💕✅💯💯 (pt.2)
↳ Haechan is notorious for his pranks. Who can forget about the one time the campus fountain was bleeding red? You were weary of never getting on his wrong side, but when you get to know him better, it seems like behind all that front he's a sweet and caring guy. That is until you get a bucket of water dunked on you straight after he promised he wouldn't pull something on you. You're not only pissed that he had fooled you like this, but that he chose such a simple prank.
Inseparable Friend || @lovesuhng💕💔✅💯
↳ johnny was your best friend and platonic love during his high school days, but he left without even saying goodbye. 10 years later, you meet again at the class of 2013 reunion. do you still feel the same way about your former best friend? how about giving him another chance?
Operation Rizz || @acescavern💕✅
↳ In an attempt to teach Donghyuck how to get a girlfriend, Jaemin helps him make a list only... that list seems awfully familiar.
34 + 35 || @karinasbaby🔞✅
↳ in which jaemin decides to finally return back home after spending an entire day at practice (with a surprise).
Glitter || @kyufessions💕✅
↳ you walk in on your daughter giving your fiancé a makeover
Good Morning, Baby || @daydreamingyuta💕✅
↳ waking up with boyfriend!mark
The Bottom || @donkey-hyuck💕💔✅💯
↳ getting into a relationship when you were at the lowest point of your life dragged you down to the bottom. but it dragged the ones you loved as well.
(♥️) || @nctsplug02🔞💕✅💯💯
↳ (dilf!johnny next door is a sin. a wonderful 6 foot sin.)
Animal Instinct || @onyourhyuck🔞💕🔄💯
↳ You are a marine biologist. You should be able to understand animals and their way of living. When you encounter a new society in a bar under the name ‘Sour Grapes’ you find yourself in a troubling situation with seven different men. Seven different animals.
Cookie Jar || @neopuppy🔞✅
↳ (there wasnt a definite summary, but i dont really read any stepcest au's....however....this one...casually...slipped....in. PSA if you arent comfortable with reading any like stepcest type of fics, then this might not be for you, BUT if you dont mind reading one stepcest fic once in a while, then...i recommend you casually...read this one.)
Do You like It, Dr. Lee? || @revehae🔞✅💯💯
↳ haechan, jaemin, and jeno are some of the brightest, most accomplished students in your class that never fail to make high marks on the exams. but when they approach you one day in your office, your perspective of them changes dramatically. (oh heaven have mercy istfg)
Mark Me In Your Heart || @ohmytyong🔞💔✅
↳ when a sensitive and broken heart meets another one of the same nature, their instinctive reaction is to seek comfort in each other, and in order to heal themselves, they both need to be equally strong and willing to put all their broken pieces back together. but sometimes, some hearts aren’t strong enough to be saved; the only way to save them is if the stronger heart of the two is willing to take the risk and try for the both of them, whatever it takes.
Neighbor || @jaehyunssi💕✅
↳ after breaking up with your boyfriend, you spent hours crying in the middle of the night. your loud and nonstop cries made mark knocks your door to find out what’s going on
Persimmon Problems || @starsstuddedsky💕💔✅
↳ fantasy crushes are all fun and games until it stops being a fantasy and he’s really talking to you. but what are you supposed to do when he invades every part of your life?
Ric Flair Drip || @jnnul🔞💕💔✅💯
↳ HONESTLY, NOTHING ABOUT JUNG JAEHYUN IS REMOTELY APPEALING TO YOU. you hate the perfect boy act he puts on, you hate his need to impress everyone and everything, and you really fucking hated his dick.
Shoplifter || @augustinbluex🔞✅
↳ when you got caught stealing in a sex shop, you thought you'd earn another lecture from your stepdad. however, the lesson was not what you’d excepted
NCT Dream Texts || @nctstar💕💔✅
↳ you overhear them say you're clingy
NCT Dream Texts || @marklease💕✅
↳ dreamies texting that you forgot something at their place
NCT Dream Texts || @marklease💕✅
↳ throwing up in their car after a date (stop, jisung would be the one to sympathy gag with you, i cant. where is the lie to that)
NCT Dream Texts || @xrenjunniesx💕✅
↳ when you get lost (as someone who sucks with like maps and following/reading maps i can relate.)
Do check out all of the other NCT Fics that i have reblogged as well!!
** if there is any fics that you guys would like to recommend, please do! i am slowly running out of fics to read **
#nct scenarios#nct fluff#nct 127 scenarios#nct dream scenarios#nct 127 fluff#nct dream fluff#nct smut#nct angst#nct dream angst#nct 127 angst#nct dream smut#nct 127 smut#nct friends to lovers au#nct texts au#nct established relationship au#nct fic recs#nct recs
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fic recs ૮꒰ྀི⸝⸝> . <⸝⸝꒱ྀིა
here are some of my fav fics ive read, there will be mature themes spread out through this so 18+ MDNI
- this will be updated occasionally -
pls read the warnings/summary on each readings before reading them to ensure you aren't reading anything that may trigger you
╭── ⋅ ⋅ ── ✩ ── ⋅ ⋅ ──╮
→ missing person by @kyufessions
✧.* nct mark - thriller/horror au *.✧
↳✧･ﾟ read here
→ gluttony by @misfitneo
✧.* nct mark - angst/gang au *.✧
↳✧･ﾟ read here
→ the art of eye contact by @peachydyoung
✧.* nct johnny & nct jaehyun - drug dealer au *.✧
↳✧･ﾟ read here
→ paranoia by @pearl-neo
✧.* nct johnny & nct jaehyun - psychological thriller au *.✧
↳✧･ﾟ read here
→ angel by @ikissjae
✧.* nct jaehyun - angst au *.✧
↳✧･ﾟ read here
→ sour universe by @neowinestainedress
✧.* nct haechan & nct jeno - song fic series *.✧
↳✧･ﾟ read here
→ control by @yutaholic
✧.* nct johnny - horror au *.✧
↳✧･ﾟ read here
→ playgirl is live by @domjaehyun
✧.* nct jaemin - thriller/suspense au *.✧
↳✧･ﾟ read here
→ talking to death by @whiteteadreams
✧.* nct jaehyun - horror/supernatural au *.✧
↳✧･ﾟ read here
→ save your tears by @alluringjae
✧.* nct jaehyun - angst/tragic romance au *.✧
↳✧･ﾟ read here
→ devoted by @maknaesdancersrappers
✧.* nct jaehyun - series *.✧
↳✧･ﾟ read here
→ through the webs by @yutafrita
✧.* riize sungchan - series *.✧
↳✧･ﾟ read here
→ hate to say i told you so by @ncteez
✧.* nct johnny - series *.✧
↳✧･ﾟ read here
→ scream by @neo-cult-ure
✧.* nct johnny - horror/slasher *.✧
↳✧･ﾟ read here
→ monster by @revehae
✧.* nct johnny - intruder *.✧
↳✧･ﾟ read here
→ forever yours by @lisired
✧.* nct haechan - horror *.✧
↳✧･ﾟ read here
╰── ⋅ ⋅ ── ✩ ── ⋅ ⋅ ──╯
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nct recs
i do not own any of the listed works. all credits go to the original poster.
i’ll update this post as i read.
(m) - mature // (s) - suggestive
last updated 16 nov 2022
just to preface: i do not enjoy reading smaus. works i recommend are (usually) long oneshots with quality writing.
YUTA
｡° glossed over by @gyukult (m) II 18.2k
yuta x fem reader
childhood friends to lovers, best friend's brother, college au
times in your life where you thought nakamoto yuta was just your best friend’s older brother, a guy you had a little childish crush on. but little did you know, there was more than what meets the eye.
｡° 5 minutes by @doiefy (s) || 26.7k
yuta x reader
angst, sci-fi, dystopia
The year is 2463. Seoul is an infinitely-expanding metropolis, the centre of modern infrastructure and development. An undisputed powerhouse in technological advancements, Seoul promotes diversity, inviting people of all backgrounds, cultivating rare talents and providing them with the space to flourish. You live amidst it all, sheltered comfortably by the prestige and wealth of your family, sheltered from the darkness that thrives in the deep underbelly of the city. That is, until Yuta pulls the ground from your feet and shows you what lies beneath the capital’s smooth pavements, crystalline glass and liquid gold. Uncovering secrets, wandering off with him where you know you shouldn’t—you’ll pay for it dearly.
DOYOUNG
｡° before i go by @yutaholic (m) II 19.8k
prince!doyoung x fem reader
arranged marriage, fluff, angst
The day has come for you to marry Doyoung and life as a princess is not what you expected. Your new husband is distant and there is trouble stirring within the monarchy. Now more than ever, you are determined to kindle a romance with the prince, but you soon learn that your marriage will be put to the test in ways you could never have imagined.
｡° marriage of inconvenience by @lucaswithnoshirt (s) || 22.5k
writer!doyoung x reader
victorian, arranged marriage, strangers to lovers, fluff
you had thought love was easy: find a man you like and who likes you, marry him, then spend the rest of your lives together. except it never really is that easy, not when things go wrong.
SICHENG
｡° and stupidly, us. by @choerrypuffs (s) || 5.5k
vigilante!sicheng x nurse!reader
your boring, routine life takes a turn when you find a man bleeding to death by your apartment.
JUNGWOO
｡° pincushion by @jungwooisms (m) II 20k
tailor!jungwoo x fem!bookbinder!reader
historical, fluff, angst, unrequited love
a quiet life shaken up by a new face that appears in the tailor shop down the street. little did you know on your first meeting how lovely and bittersweet your love for him would become.
｡° strawberry flavored basorexia by @multihoe-net (m) || 7.6k
jungwoo x fem reader
friends to lovers, smut, college au
you’ve been feeling some kind of way towards your friend, who’s always been insanely gorgeous in your eyes… but fuck, those lips look so nice, and you just want to kiss him until they’re red and swollen.
MARK
｡° sunday kind of love by @smileysuh (m) II 35.7k
fratboy!mark x fem reader
fluff, college au, slow burn
Mark is fine with having a crush on the girl in the library. He’s fine watching her from afar. And he’s fine with never speaking a word to the girl who he spends many nights chasing in his dreams. But fate, and a few nosey frat brothers, think Mark would be much better if he was forced to talk to the cute girl from the library that he can’t seem to get out of his head.
｡° skinship - kisses by @honeym4rk II 4.2k
mark x reader
fluff
in a relationship where your boyfriend finds physical affection rather awkward, you’d best believe it would’ve taken some time for him to warm up to the idea of skinship- skin to skin, a hand on his, cheeks crashing together as close as possible. but the patience comes at a good cost- mark has several ways to close the distance between you.
｡° missing person by @kyufessions || 7.1k
mark x gn!reader
thriller
warning: mentions of knives, blood and physical violence
you’ve been happily dating your boyfriend, mark lee, for the past two years. but what happens when all of a sudden your best friend sends you a missing persons article and your boyfriend is listed as missing for the past three years?
XIAOJUN
｡° cherry-flavored kisses by @deardejun || 2k
xiaojun x reader
fluff, short college au
HENDERY
｡° mine for the summer by @the32ndbeat (s) || 26.7k
hendery x fem reader
time travel!au, angst, fluff, fantasy
what would you do if you are given a chance to revisit the summer that changed everything? to relive your youth, rekindle old friendships and perhaps… resurrect the one that got away?
HAECHAN
｡° my words, your thoughts by sundaysundaes (m) II 36k
haechan x fem reader
soulmate au, college au, fluff, slow burn
As an introvert, you are familiar with the silence. Drowning yourself deep in your thoughts has been a habit you’ve become addicted to. Your life begins to change, however, ever since the day you turned twenty. Suddenly, there’s this song that’s stuck in your head, and no matter how much you yearn to hear your thoughts or be comforted by the silence, it keeps on playing. You only get to find the answer to your problem when a young, cute barista hands you a cup of coffee one day, with that song’s lyrics written on the side. And you realize that you’re not the only one who’s been hearing voices in your head.
｡° if i lose my mind by @slightlymore (m) || 14.5k
dream sorter haechan x dreamer fem reader
fantasy/tim burton-esque, romance, smut, angst, fluff
you’ve never cared much for your dreams. they were always confusing nonsense you forgot in the morning. this until you started to have the same dream again and again and again: a lobby, pleasant elevator music in the background, many golden doors, a handsome young man welcoming you and asking where you wanted to go that night. his name was haechan and apparently you weren’t supposed to know that, let alone fall in love with him.
｡° better than gold by @cherryeoniis || 16.4k
nobleman!haechan x fem!reader
historical, fluff, angst, childhood friends to lovers, forbidden love
His family comes from old money, and you’re nouveau-riche. Unfortunately for them, Haechan’s never been one to listen very well, especially when his parents tell him to stop fraternizing with you. Because for all the flamboyant dancing and endless alcohol at his parties, nothing makes Haechan dizzier than your smile.
RENJUN
｡° the new cupid by @lunena (s) II 8.6k
renjun x fem reader
fluff, college au
Just when you begin to think cupid forgot about you once again, you suddenly meet Renjun, who’s been thinking the same exact thing. After your paths collide under abrupt circumstances during your friends Valentine’s Day party, you seem to hit it off amidst conversation and cocktails. This new friendship appears to be blossoming fast however, and you look to confide in your friend in search of some guidance through this new bond. What you haven’t realized is that Cupid has been working hard under your nose the entire time.
YANGYANG
｡° sleepless cinderella by @starlightkun (s) || 12.9k
racer!yangyang x journalist!reader
fluff
in which you get a lot more out of this interview than you’d planned for
#nct#nct fic recs#nakomoto yuta#kim jungwoo#kim jungwoo x reader#jungwoo fluff#yuta fluff#jungwoo au#jungwoo recs#haechan#lee donghyuk x reader#lee donghyuk#haechan x reader#mark lee#mark lee x reader#doyoung#kim doyoung#doyoung x reader#renjun#huang renjun#renjun x reader#wayv fic recs#wayv fics#wayv dejun#wayv#xiao dejun#wong hendery#sicheng x reader#yangyang#xiaojun
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customer service
synopsis: you get into a small argument with your boyfriend over facetime
pairings: idol, boyfriend! jaemin x g.n. reader
genre: angst w/ a happy ending, drabble(?)
word count: 1.1k
general taglist: @jwnghyuns @eaudenana @soobin-chois
jaemin smiles to himself as he listens to you telling him about your day at work, the corner of his lips turning downward as you tell him about a rude customer you encountered today.
“you didn’t deserve that baby, i’m sorry.” he responded, propping his phone up against the extra pillow on his hotel bed as he laid against the other.
on the screen you dismissed his apology, chuckling at it, even. “don’t apologize, it’s not your fault people can’t respect customer service workers.” he watches you smile as you take a sip of your hot chocolate, taking note of the colorful marshmallows you used that he specifically filled up in the cupboard before he left home three weeks ago. “how’s tour? are you taking care of yourself? please say yes.”
nodding, he adjusts himself on the bed so his elbow is propping up his head to properly face the phone. as he lays on his side, he hates how you’re on a screen and not directly across from him or better yet: next to him. “tour is good, i just wish you were with me to experience it with me.”
you knew where this conversation was headed. you’ve had this same exact argument many times before that ultimately led nowhere but into space, never to be heard of again until months or weeks later. “jaemin-“
he grips some of his hair in his fist, not tightly but enough to grab onto it to feel a little something. as he sighs, he sits up a little more to come across more serious. “i don’t know why you don’t just quit your job.” he starts talking with his hands as he speaks, the phone moving as he continues to speak. you put down your mug on the coaster and hug a pillow to your chest to brace yourself for the same exact talk you’ve had before. “you don’t exactly love your job, you complain about it a lot. you don’t even make a lot yet you still stay there.” he lets out a deep sigh before continuing on, both of his hands taking a quick break to run through his locks and landing on top of his pillow. “i make enough for the both of us to live comfortably. lavishly even, if we wanted. you wouldn’t have to work, just stay home and do whatever you want. i don’t get-“
“because jaemin, how would that look if i just stayed home all day not contributing to the household at all while you do all the work and bring in all the money?” he stares at you blankly through the screen, waiting for you to continue. “lazy, jaemin. it would make me look lazy. and spoiled. and look like a good-for-nothing partner that doesn’t do anything but clean around the house, cook, look pretty and use their hard earned boyfriend's money. i’m not going to be that person.”
“but that’s not how you’d look!” he protests, rolling his eyes before continuing to speak. “i want you to live comfortably doing whatever you want to do-“
“then let me work, jaemin! i’m tired of having to work a stupid retail job, yes. but i also enjoy this stupid retail job, it’s annoying but it’s the same type of annoying that your job is.” you begin slouching deeper into the couch with a huff, your bottom lip pursing out slightly. “plus my job has good benefits. i don’t mind working. if you want me to cut back on my hours, fine. just say that, use your words; we’re both adults. but stop pestering me to leave my job.”
“i just want to take care of you without worry, that’s all. i don’t want you to have to worry about a roof over your head, about your next meal or clothes or-“
“as much as i appreciate that jaemin, and i really do, trust me, i feel a sense of accomplishment when i have a job. if i did not have a job, i would feel lost and out of control. and spending your money would make me feel bad because it’s your hard earned money, not mine. besides, my compact has great insurance and my coworkers are wonderful to work with- it’s a fun environment. just- please stop asking me about it, okay? i’m sick and tired of the same old discussion.”
jaemin nods, taking everything you say with consideration. you’ve told him every time how much you enjoy your job despite the complaints, but he never believed you- or maybe just refused to believe you. jaemin was a firm believer in doing things that made you happy, and if you weren’t happy then find something that did. so that’s all he was trying to do- but he sees now that he was wrong about that. he didn’t take into consideration the amount of time you’d have to spend alone while he was at practice, out at schedules, or even touring if you didn’t have a job. if all you did was stay home, at first he thought you would love the idea until he realized that that isn’t the type of person you are. you’ve been working since you were a teenager and have loved it ever since. so who was he to think your stop now?
he lays his head on the pillow, his eyes never leaving yours from the phone screen. “i’m sorry, baby. i just want the best for you, and only you know what’s best for you. so i’m sorry my baby.” you start to reassure him how it’s fine until he says it’s not. “you’re a hard worker and i love you for that, okay? i love that so much, and so much more. im sorry. i’ll make it up to you when we get back.”
you just laugh at how soft he’s become, picking back up your mug and holding it in your hands for warmth as it gets colder during the ungodly hour. “thank you for apologizing jaem, i appreciate it.” you pause for a brief moment, smiling at him. you admire the look on his face. the way his eyes are looking at you through the screen, the corner of his lips, and the way his skin is glowing so effortlessly. and all he’s doing is just laying there, freshly woken up and ready to take on the day in another random city. “i love you.”
the words bring butterflies to his stomach, the joy hard to hide as he refuses to disguise itself behind a tired facade. “i love you more, my royalty.”
“you’re a liar.” ensues an argument that goes on for another fifteen minutes before jaemin has to leave for schedules. but not before allowing you to win the ‘i love you’ game you two always play.
#kyufessions nct#nct#nct imagines#nct angst#nct drabbles#nct scenarios#nct dream#nct jaemin#jaemin#jaemin na#jaemin angst#na jaemin#jaemin fluff#nct fluff#nct dream fluff#nct dream angst
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midnight breeze
pairings: boyfriend! chenle x afab! reader
genre: smut, 18+
warnings: name calling (slut, good girl), mentions of face-fucking, squirting, penetration, multiple rounds (not all described, just mentioned), semi-public??, lmk if i missed anything
word count: 0.8k
a/n: even though ‘good girl’ is used in this story, i do kinds use it as a neutral term for myself personally. but feel free to change it for yourself or just ignore it. also, not proofread. i’m tired.
general taglist: @jwnghyuns @eaudenana @soobin-chois
his slender fingers caressed the right side of your face, the hoots of the owls becoming the perfect background noise of an autumn night like this. the occasional midnight breeze sneaks through your opened window and sends a shiver down your spine. nothing but the moonlight illuminated your face and bodies, the occasional smirk on chenle’s lips catching your eye as he hovered over you. it’s been two hours but he was still going at it like a mad dog, going between going down on you, face fucking you, and pounding into you relentlessly as the headboard indented the wall some more. what had gotten into him you didn’t know, but after being so touch starved for the past few days you didn’t really question it. you didn’t didn’t expect so much at one time.
“tell me when to stop.” is what chenle told you before anything escalated. you went over your safe word multiple times before clothes were lost throughout your apartment somewhere, not a care in the world.
although he was so ruthless, his praises never failed to make you squirm under his touch. as his one hand grazed the apples of your cheeks, the other held your leg up so he could hit all the right angles within you. each whimper of yours drove him mad, wanting nothing more than to hear it on a loop for eternity.
“you’re so pretty, baby.” he mumbled, a groan following right after. the way your fucked out eyes stared up him, analyzing his every move made his hips slam harder inside you. the site made his dick twitch, causing you to squeeze around him. the feeling made chenle slam his hip info yours, the headboard meaning another mark into the eggshell white bedroom walls. the newly glistening drool escaping the corner of your mouth caught his eye under the minimal lighting, the other side of your mouth having some dried up from when he fucked your face not too long ago. “look at you, so fucked out for me.”
your eyes shut tight as chenle hit a deeper spot, your moan becoming higher in pitch as a signal that he was doing something better. smiling to himself, he leans down and starts leaving trails of kisses from your collarbone to directly under your ear. you feel him start to nibble on your earlobe, placing a peck before whispering, “you’re such a good girl for me, hm?”
arching your back at his words, you nod your head eagerly and bring your hand up to hair. pulling on it, you latch your lips onto the side of his neck and start leaving bruises across his skin. normally, you would be more careful of where you’d place them. but tonight felt different, tonight neither of you cared who heard or even saw the markings of the previous night's rendezvous’. each thrust was as ruthless as the last, earning an even louder moan to intertwine with chenle’s.
“cum for me like the good slut you are, baby.” he says one last time before whispering one final ‘fuck’ before panting into your collarbone as he moves his hands down to your hips.
he pins down your body to the bed, making sure you can feel every inch of him as he pulls out entirely. slowly, he pulls out. making sure you begin to feel empty without him. before you can flutter your eyes back open to pout at him, you feel yourself being filled by his cock once again but this time you feel every inch. chenle may not look strong, but little does everyone know. because when you two are together it’s a completely different story; he has no issue with physically putting you in your place with your consent- matter of fact, he enjoys it. and not-so-secretly, you do too.
before you knew it, that familiar overwhelming sensation overcame your body for the third time that night. only difference is that you felt more than just your normal release; you looked down between your bodies and noticed how chenle was dripping, making you let out a dry chuckle. he notices, looking down and ignoring how hard his dick was getting all over again from the sight. as much as he wanted to go again, he knew how tired you were- he could tell. when he leaned on up from his elbows to admire you from above, your breathing pattern already started to exhibit one that was beginning to fall asleep.
for a few moments, he just admired you. he took in the sweat that trickled down your forehead and ended between your breasts. he took note of the mascara that’s since dried up that he had asked you to put on prior so he could watch the black liquid move down your face during your intimate moments. he grinned at your newly puffy lips that look so lonesome yet so overworked. he couldn’t help but run his finger along your face one last time before picking you up and taking you to the bathroom to run you a bath, placing a soft kiss to your lips as he whispered an ‘i love you’.
#kyufessions nct#nct imagines#nct smut#nct dream au#nct dream smut#nct dream x reader#nct dream chenle#nct dream#chenle#chenle x reader#nct chenle#chenle smut#nct
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photographer
pairings: non-idol, photographer! jaemin x afab! g.n. reader
genre: smut, 18+
word count: 1.4k
warnings: cockwarming, use of pet names (baby, ‘princess’, daddy), unprotected sex (wrap before you tap!), nothing else much it’s just a quickie
general taglist: @jwnghyuns @eaudenana @soobin-chois
nct taglist: tba
watching jaemin edit his photos was always fascinating to you. the way his fingers ever so carefully adjusted the settings on each photo to make the aesthetics match and adjust certain areas in the photo to make everything pop more- it never failed to amaze you at how an amazing eye he has for his job. but something about the way his fingers graze the mouse as his bottom lip is caught between his teeth, his gaze focused intently on the screen as he relaxed with his third cup of coffee in nothing but his boxers and black tank that hugged on his body in all the right places. his hair was messy since all he did was wake up, make himself some coffee and get straight to work since his deadline was only five days away.
but something about him being hard at work, watching a small slither of coffee escape the corner of his lips and trickle down his face and drip onto his chest just did something to you. you weren’t sure if it were the hormones or if you were just madly in love with every little thing your fiancé did, but seeing him pursuing his passion and thriving in it while looking effortlessly alluring drove you mad. and even worse: you couldn’t do anything about it. because one thing about jaemin is that once he’s in the zone, it’s hard to get him out. and so you gave up trying, but today had to be different. you were too needy and your fingers can only do so much since you’ve gotten used to jaemin’s for so long.
entering the office where jaemin did his work, you had brought in an egg salad sandwich to him for lunch and a large water bottle to make sure he eats. instead of wearing your regular pajamas, you had changed into some underwear he had recently bought for you and borrowed a t-shirt of his- hoping it would catch him off guard. but, low and behold, he was too busy with work to acknowledge the change. he mumbled a thank you as he focused, grabbing your hand and placing multiple pecks on it before opening the water bottle with his hand and taking a long gulp.
pouting, you wrap your arms around his torso and place a longing kiss on his cheek. no reason. “baby~” you whined, leaning down and laying your head on his shoulder. placing a small kiss to his shoulder, you turn your head to look up at him. “it's been a few hours, shouldn’t you take a small break? maybe we can go to the gym together for an hour then come back or something?”
he shakes his head, placing his free hand on top of yours and rubbing circles into the back of it. “i’m too busy for any of that right now baby, but thank you for offering. maybe later tonight or tomorrow?”
this isn’t going to go anywhere, you thought. taking matters into your own hands, you swing your leg over the armchair and straddle yourself on his lap comfortably. thrown off guard, jaemins hands automatically fly to your waist to hold you in place. his eyes are now looking at you, a smirk on his lips as he realizes why you wanted him to spend time with you. “ah, i see.” his one hand makes his way under your shirt, his smirk never faltering as he squeezes your ass before smacking it to earn a yelp from you. “tell you what: if you can last on daddy’s cock for thirty minutes, im all yours for the rest of the day. how does that sound?”
you nod happily, quickly taking jaemin’s member out of his boxers and slowly levering yourself down onto it. letting out a small moan, you can’t help but notice jaemin attempt to hold back a groan as his face ever so slightly contorts. smiling to yourself, you adjust how you sit on his cock and wrap your arms around him. as you nuzzle your face in the crook of his neck, you already know how this situation will end up. you’ve both tried cockwarming and it never worked out- one of you ended up getting too needy and needing more action so you already knew one of you would cave before the thirty minutes and you were gonna make sure it wasn’t you this time.
jaemin continues on his work for the next few minutes, enjoying the warm you’re providing him and it actually helping him focus better. just as he’s taking a bite of his sandwich he feels you moving on his lap, earning an involuntary low moan to leave his mouth. “princess-“ he mumbles before getting interrupted.
“i know, baby. i’m sorry. i’m just getting more comfortable, i swear.” you weren’t, and he knew that. you both did. but regardless, he let you continue on as he did the same with his work.
a few more minutes pass and everything is fine, until he feels you squeeze around him out of nowhere. digging his nails into your hip, you yelp and move upwards on his dick in surprise which earned another moan from the man. smiling to yourself, you sit back down fully on jaemin’s cock but not before he starts to guide you on his lap. looking over at the clock you notice it’s been only fourteen minute’s exactly. letting out small whimpers, you place your hands on his shoulders and lean back fo look him in his eyes.
“what about your work? i don’t think it’s been thirty minutes yet.”
he shakes his head, eyes now changed from focused to full of nothing but lust. “i don’t care, you feel too good.” was all he said before he started thrusting up into you, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips as he did so.
both your moans quickly fill the room, the sounds of your wet pussy adding to the atmosphere. jaemins one hand moves under your shirt as the other moves to your clit, rubbing slowly to bring you closer to orgasm. smiling at the sight in front of him, his own moans mix in with yours as he relentlessly pounds into you. if he weren’t hungry for you before, he was certainly hiding it well with the way he’s currently acting. before you knew it, the shirt you were wearing was thrown across the room and landed on the shoe rack by the door.
jaemin latches his mouth onto your breast, his tongue circling the sensitive nipple before taking it into his mouth as his eyes never break eye contact with you. you watch as he sucks on your breast, the pleasure building up quickly but not wanting to release so soon. the familiar pit in your stomach was growing quickly and wouldn’t leave, but you didn’t dare come yet- not when everything felt this good. but jaemin knew you were close by the way you would squeeze him, his moans becoming faster whenever you would do so. he wanted you to come, and he was going to make sure you did no matter how long it took him. whether it took him one minute or one hour, he was going to make his princess come hard around him.
you watched as he bit down on your nipple, making you jerk your hips at the satisfying feeling. you wanted to hold on longer, but jaemin knew your body so well it was getting nearly impossible. “just come already princess, please.” jaemin commented as he pulled away from your chest with a pop!, his saliva running down both the corners of his mouth and down his neck. “i know you’re close, daddy is too. come for me.”
was all he needed to say as you released all over him, a mixture of both come releasing as well as some squirting action occurring all over his lap. but jaemin didn’t care, this feeling was all too good to him- especially as he pounded into you relentlessly to chase his own high and coming right into you right after you had. smiling to yourself, you lay your head into his chest as you try to catch your breath. your legs were starting to cramp a bit but it was okay, it was worth it at the end of the day. nothing compared to quick at-home office sex with jaemin, because although it was always fast it definitely left you satisfied and begging for more.
#kyufessions nct#nct#nct smut#nct dream#nct dream smut#nct dream x reader#jaemin#na jaemin#jaemin smut
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“you’re so pretty i wish i could get you pregnant” texts with boyfriend!7dream
general taglist: @jwnghyuns @eaudenana @soobin-chois @haechansbbg
#kyufessions nct#nct dream#nct dream texts#nct dream chenle#nct dream x reader#nct dream mark#nct dream jeno#nct dream jaemin#nct dream jisung#nct dream haechan#haechan#jeno#jisung#chenle#mark lee#jaemin#renjun#nct dream renjun
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glitter
synopsis: you walk in on your daughter giving your fiancé a makeover
genre: fluff, domestic
pairings: fiancé, non-idol! jeno x g.n. reader
word count: 2.2k
a/n: i really went off with this lmao. this is the most inspired i’ve been in a while for a story so hope y’all enjoy!
general taglist: @jwnghyuns @eaudenana @soobin-chois
nct taglist: @jungsusvillain
Glitter was going to be everywhere in your house for the next two weeks, but you honestly didn’t care much. on any other day you would sigh about it and remind your daughter, aecha, to ask you first before doing so or remind her to use her designated playroom rather than the living room but coming home to see your fiance sitting across from a four year old as she smothers his face with cheap eyeshadow and glitter, you couldn’t help but find yourself amused by the sight. There sat an almost six foot tall man in grey slacks with a light blue button up shirt and a loosened tie in the middle of your living room floor, across from him was a little four year old girl using a barbie eyeshadow palette all over his face- the purple glitter hitting pan as she used it for nearly everything.
“Sit still!” she demanded in her tiny voice as she smeared a green shade across his one eyelid, the other one already light pink with a sparkling shine. The concentration on her face was very evident, her cheeks puffed out as her eyes squinted to get a clearer look.
“Sorry, sorry.” he mumbled, a small chuckle leaving past his lips as they upcurved into a grin. He tried looking up at her to watch what she was doing but she reminded him to keep his eyes down so she could get all the color on him, earning another mumbled ‘sorry’ from the grown man. “What color are you using?”
You stood against the door frame watching in silence, the door still slightly ajar as to not warn anyone of your presence. Instead, you took out your phone to record the moment quietly. When you first started dating jeno, you were scared he wouldn’t accept that you were a parent of a two year old. You had been on countless dates within the past few months, but none of them ever went past the first two because as soon as they found out you had a child they didn’t want anything to progress further. With being in your early twenties, you figured not many people would want to see someone that was already a parent. And you definitely didn't want to date anyone who was a lot older than you, so you were stuck. Well, until you met jeno that is.
You remember the day as if it were yesterday: you were at the local park down the street from your old apartment complex, watching as aecha played in the sandbox with some other children. All the other parents were older and ignored you for the most part, judgemental stares were never not thrown your way when you would explain she was indeed your daughter and not your niece, sister, or cousin. But you always ignored them, not caring much about what people thought about you. Having aecha was something you had never regretted, not even for one second. As you sat there in your thoughts and sipped on your iced coffee, you felt a presence sit next to you on the bench. You glanced at them from the corner of your eye, noticing it was a man in a navy blue plaid shirt and jeans. He seemed to be around your age, maybe younger by not much. Silence hung between the both of you, but it didn’t seem too awkward- just that type of awkwardness you feel when meeting a stranger for the first time.
“Uncle!” you heard a child yell as they ran towards him, his arms up in the air asking to be picked up.
And the stranger did just that, picking up him gracefully and putting him in his lap. “Hajoon!” He greets him with a smile, and when you glance at them for a second you can notice how both of their smiles are practically the same. “What’s up? Are you feeling okay?”
The child nods, his smile turning into a pout. “Yes! But can we stay a little longer? I want to help them finish their sandcastle!” his little finger points towards the small group of children your daughter was sitting with, their little selves working hard at building a sandcastle as tall as the tree next to them- or at least, that was their goal.
As soon as the stranger tells him it's okay, he hops off his lap and runs back towards your daughter and her group of friends she's made. You both sit in silence again for a few moments, watching the children carefully as they get to work. It wasn't until you were mid-sip on your caramel iced coffee when the stranger spoke up.
“Which kid is yours?” the deep voice asked, making you turn your head in his direction as you pointed towards your aecha.
Quickly swallowing your drink, you finally responded. “The one with the pigtails and bows in her hair with the rainbow overalls.”
Jeno watched how you smiled at her when she waved at you, making his lips turn into a shy smile. Through your simple actions he could tell you adored her more than anything, and he admired that right off the bat. “The loud one in the dinosaur shirt is my nephew, hajoon.” you nod, taking another small sip of the remainder of your coffee. Not wanting the conversation to stop, he continues on. “Is she your niece?”
You shake your head, finally turning your head towards him. The way his eyes crinkled when he smiled made your stomach flip for a split second before you brushed it aside, choosing to ignore how handsome this stranger was. “No, she’s my daughter.” The shock on his face was subtle, but the change in his facial expression gave away his surprise. You just smile at his expression, used to it by now. “I had her young, but she’s everything to me.”
For the next half an hour, you both sat there as the kids would knock down and rebuild their sand castles before jeno received a call that it was time to start bringing hajoon back home for dinner. Throughout that time, you both got to know one another. You learned how he was a year younger than you and how he had just started college, how he also enjoyed doing music on the side here and there for extra money at times. And although you were still young, he admired how you still put yourself through school and two part time jobs just to give your daughter what she deserved. When he learned of you being a single parent, he mentally cursed at the person leaving you to care for a child at such a young age. How dare they do such a thing?
“Will you be okay getting home?” he asked as hajoon jumped on his back, his arms wrapping around his shoulders to hold on tight.
Nodding, you fix aecha’s hair quickly before grabbing her hand and standing towards the opposite direction. “I’ll be okay, thank you. I live right down the block.”
From then on, every Saturday you would ‘coincidentally’ bump into each other at that same park, him with hajoon and you with aecha. But what you learned after you both officially started dating for a few months was he would volunteer to hang out with hajoon every saturday. He'd take him out for lunch, sometimes take him shopping or to the arcade, but one thing he never missed was taking him to the park around the same time every weekend. It took jeno a month of that same routine to finally ask for your number, then another month to ask you on a proper date, and then a third month to officially ask you out. It’s now two years later and jeno is nearing the end of his graduation with a job already secured for him, while you had finished your college degree a year ago and was able to work from home most days. The day after your graduation jeno had proposed, but asked to wait until he graduated to move forward with wedding planning. Agreeing, you both divided to just move in together for the time being and secured a three bedroom apartment together closer to where his new job would be located. Everything with jeno seemed like a fairytale you never thought would happen.
“Green!” aecha exclaimed, a proud smile appearing on her face.
For a few moments more you watch them talk about how green would and wouldn’t match his outfit best, and aecha offering jeno one of her princess dresses that would look better than his ‘ugly outfit’. Chuckling lowly to yourself, you stop recording and close the door behind you before walking towards them with a smile.
Aecha automatically runs up to you with a smile, her body clinging to your legs as you bend down to her level and envelope her into a hug. “What's going on here?” you ask her, finally noticing the small specks of glitter on her face as well. You smile at jeno as he looks at you with a playfully defeated look, the lipstick that your daughter chose everywhere except for his lips.
She tugged at your hand, pulling you further to where your fiance sat with his legs crossed. “I made daddy pretty!” you both laughed at her comment, using your pointer finger to turn jeno’s face more towards you for a better view. No words needed to be exchanged, all you did was smile at one another as your eyes said it all. “Do you like it?”
Turning to her, you kiss the top of her head and pat it afterwards. “I love it! Can you do my makeup tomorrow for daddy and i’s date?” as she starts jumping up and down with joy, you stop her quickly by putting your hand on her shoulder. “But only if you can do one thing for me.” she nods eagerly, waiting for the deal. “If you start getting ready for your bath, you can do my makeup tomorrow. I’ll even give you bubbles for tonight, how does that sound?”
Before you know it, she runs down the hall and up the stairs to her room, you both watch as she runs into her room and closes the door behind herself to start changing. When jeno turns around, he sees you kneeling down to his eye-level and smiling at him in an attempt to hold back laughter. Failing as soon as he smiles back at you with a toothy grin, you sit on his lap and wrap your arms around his neck as you press multiple pecked kisses against his lips as you both laugh together.
“How was work?” you ask after smothering him with kisses, bringing your thumb up to his face to smudge away some glitter from the apple of his cheek. “Your day seemed eventful.”
He takes one hand off of your waist and takes your hand in his, placing a kiss on the back of it. “It was good, the internship is promising and I have my last day of classes this Friday before graduation.” jeno starts blinking rapidly as he feels glitter in his eye, quickly rubbing it away and grabbing your hand again afterwards. “Aecha and I made ramen for lunch and then she wanted to do my makeup. I know how you feel about glitter but I, unfortunately, had no say in the matter.”
“It's okay as long as you help me clean it up afterwards.” you say, sneaking your phone out of your pocket and taking a few quick pics of jeno before you get up and drag him towards the bathroom to wipe the makeup off his face. He watches you do so, admiring every move you make. Even though you looked tired from work, you still had a glow that he never got tired of. Alluring couldn’t even begin to describe how he saw you, no synonyms could ever begin to describe. Even though your face was straight, your lips always had an upcurve to them that came across as welcoming and friendly. And when you were concentrating, you bit the inside of your bottom lip ever so slightly as your eyes were slightly squinted.
“Let's have another.”
Giggling, you stop what you're doing and look him in the eyes. “What do you mean, ‘let's have another’?”
He grabs your hands, intertwining your fingers together before kissing your knuckles as he speaks. “I mean, let's have another kid.”
You always knew jeno wanted more kids, and now that aecha is in daycare and has friends who have siblings she keeps asking for a brother or sister more often than not. After your daughter, you always told yourself you wouldn’t have more kids until you were older- maybe early to mid thirties. But with life falling into place, you couldn’t imagine a more perfect time.
“I like that idea.” you confess, smiling from ear to ear as jeno lifts you up by your thighs and kisses you deeply. But the kiss is soon cut short as you hear aecha coming down the stairs towards the bathroom.
You just couldn’t wait to grow your little family even more.
#kyufessions nct#nct#nct dream#nct u#nct dream fluff#nct dream au#nct jeno#jeno#jeno lee#jeno fluff#nct fluff#nct au#jeno au#jeno x reader#lee jeno#jeno scenarios#jeno imagines#nct imagines#nct x reader#nct scenarios
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days like this
synopsis: your solo shopping day turns into a day with your boyfriend
pairings: boyfriend! chenle x g.n. reader
genre: fluff
word count: 0.8k
a/n: kinda dreamt about this so i had to write about it 🤭 also not proof read at all oopsies
general taglist: @jwnghyuns @eaudenana @soobin-chois @jungsusvillain
“How about this shirt?”
You sighed, shaking your head in disagreement. “Anything but a black tee, babe.” you grab the shirt and put it back in it’s rightful place, making sure to fold it up somewhat correctly. “You have little to no color in your wardrobe.”
Your boyrfiend rolls his eyes, looking through the stack of shirts he likes. Unfortunately, no colorful ones stick out to him so he moves onto the rack of clothing beside the table of clothes. “I have some colorful clothes.” he grumbles under his breath, a pout playing on his lips as he speaks.
“Your basketball tees don’t count.” you tease, looking over at him and chuckling at his facial expression. He looks offended, a dramatic hand flying to his chest. Smiling, you start looking through the rack with him. You pick up a yellow graphic tee, one with a design you figured he'd like. “What about this one?”
As you hold it against him, he scrunches his nose as he looks down at himself. “The design is nice, i don’t mind it.” you watch him for a few seconds, examining his face to see if he’s lying. He continues looking down, really seeing if he actually likes it. Feeling your eyes burning into him, he meets your gaze and tilts his head confused. “What?”
You suck in your bottom lip between your teeth, squinting your eyes up at him playfully. “I cant tell if you’re serious or not.”
Chenle grabs the shirt from your hands, tossing it into the cart next to the pile of clothing you’re buying. Originally, today’s trip was just for you to do some shopping for some new clothes as you’re starting to outgrow your old ones. But since chenle had the day off as well, he tagged along and decided you both could do some shopping together. He just didn’t think he’d be confronted about the lack of rainbow in his closet and be dragged into the men’s clothing section of target.
“I like the shirt, baby. I’ll just have to get used to the color.” he watches your eyes sparkle under the retail lighting at his confession, smiling at you and cupping your face in his hands. He ignores your question to the sudden affection, knowing he’s not too fond of PDA. “you’re so cute.” he mumbles before pecking your face with several kisses, his smile never leaving his face.
You just allow whatever is happening, happen. Regardless of the other shoppers who may be looking at you two in the middle of the men’s clothing section being lovey dovey. you take in all of your boyfriend's love, giggling between his kisses. placing your hands on top of his, you wiggle your head in different directions as you pull away from him.
“what was that for?” you question, placing a quick kiss to the tip of his nose before letting go of his hands and starting to walk towards another rack of clothing.
chenle admires the blush refusing to leave your face, his happy grin staying permanently on his face. “you’re just so cute.”
looking back at him, you tug the cart closer to both of you as you take him by the hand and towards another rack of shirts. “i love you too.” he may not be good with words sometimes, but you knew exactly what he meant. or at least by now you’d had hoped you did. “come on, shopping isn’t done yet.”
grumbling, his pout returns as his bottom lip pokes out at you. as you show him shirts, he doesn’t do much looking at them. but rather let’s you choose what you think would look best on him- he trusts your judgment and prefers admiring you instead.
“what happened to being a golden retriever and black cat?” chenle asks randomly as you had finished putting more clothes in the cart.
you start walking down the aisle towards the pants, the cart in front of you as he walks beside you the best he could maneuver around the tables and mannequins. “we still are, but what if i want to be the black cat sometimes?” you stop in front of the jeans, looking for ones that fit his style the best until you feel a pair of arms wrap around your waist. looking back, you see him staring down at you lovingly. “what’s up with you today?” you tease, adding a small laugh afterwards to further add that you’re joking.
“i just love days like this with you.” is all he says before placing his head on top of yours, looking at the jeans you had in your hand. “plus, you can never be the black cat.”
you roll your eyes, hitting his arm softly with the jeans in your hand. “i can be if i wanted to.”
he shakes his head with a hum, grabbing the jeans and checking the size. “maybe one day.”
instead of leaving with clothes for just yourself and some items for your apartment, you left with a long receipt with items printed on it totaling up to hundreds of dollars. but you would do it all over again and again if it meant spending another waking moment with chenle.
#kyufessions nct#nct#nct dream#nct fluff#nct dream fluff#zhong chenle#chenle#chenle fluff#zhong chenle fluff
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texts with boyfriend! jeno
a/n: just a little something i thought of lmao, something short and sweet <3
general taglist: @jwnghyuns • @eaudenana • @soobin-chois
nct taglist: @jungsusvillain
#kyufessions nct#nct#nct dream#nct jeno#jeno lee#lee jeno#nct texts#nct dream texts#jeno fluff#jeno x reader#jeno texts#nct fluff#nct dream x reader#nct dream jeno
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pint
synopsis: just a regular movie night with the dreamies featuring boyfriend! renjun
pairings: idol, boyfriend! renjun x g.n. reader
genre: fluff
word count: 0.7k
a/n: had this little idea before bed lmao, enjoy <3 also this is just something silly and not to be taken seriously at all, thought it was funny tbh
general taglist: @jwnghyuns • @eaudenana • @soobin-chois
nct taglist: @jungsusvillain
one thing renjun loved about you was how well you got along with his members so effortlessly. since day one, you had matched all of their energies really well. so when they started inviting you over more frequently the longer you dated renjun, you felt like you practically lived there. but you didn’t mind it, especially on movie nights where jaemin got to pick the movie since you both had similar taste in them. tonight he had chosen the intern, a film you had yet to watch but one he had recommended to you time and time again. when you told him you had forgotten for the hundredth time, he immediately put it on and ignored everyone’s groans. but to everyone’s surprise, it was quite intriguing. their focused stares made that quite obvious.
while everyone took up space on the couch, you and renjun made a makeshift space of your own on the floor with pillows and blankets. in between your legs laid his body, his head resting on your stomach as your fingers played in his hair. when you first started dating, the members (especially haechan) would tease you both for any type of affection that was shown around the dorms whether it was a kiss or a hug. but now they just jokingly roll their eyes on occasion with a small “get a room” or ignore it since they’re so used to it. but there is one thing they still tease him about when it comes to your relationship, kind of.
tapping the top of your boyfriends head, he quickly looks up at you with his round and curious eyes. “yeah, baby?” he asks in a whisper, turning his body a little bit more to face you in case it was something serious.
you crack a small smile at his gesture, leaning down and placing a peck to his lips. “would you mind grabbing me the rest of my ice cream from the freezer? we can share it because i don’t think i can finish it all tonight.” he nods without hesitation and springs up from his spot on the floor, dunking under the screen as he slowly makes his way to the kitchen.
jeno calls out for renjun as he sees him walking away, pausing the movie. when his head turns, he crosses his arms against his chest. “can you grab me a can of orange soda?”
“me too!” haechan chimes in, smiling childishly.
as each member starts listing off what they want from the kitchen, renjun interrupts them midway. “do you guys not have two legs and two arms?” his eyes scan each of the members, a shit eating grin on his face as he walks away to grab the ice cream in the freezer and two spoons.
the members look between each other, baffled at his response. they of course knew he was joking, but decided to pout about it anyway. being the bigger person, you got up from the floor and went to the kitchen to grab the sodas. renjun noticed you walking in, taking a double take and chuckling at you.
“couldn’t say no to them?” he asks, watching you shake your head in disagreement.
“no, it’s not that.” you respond, double checking you have everyone’s soda accounted for. “i’m just nicer than you.”
renjun gasps, putting the hand that held the ice cream pint to his heart. “i’m hurt.”
you stuck your tongue out at him and walk back out to the living room with him following suit, the boys cheering as they see the sodas. you place them all on the living room table and grab two- one for you and one for renjun. he watches as you plop back down onto the blankets on the floor, getting back into the same position as before and opening your arms for him to cuddle into. he just smiles at the sight of you, the members groaning at the PDA.
“just make out already!” jaemin groans, further protests rising after jaemin’s comment.
“maybe don’t do that, actually.” chenle says, grabbing the remote and pressing play on the television. “no one wants to see that.”
renjun scoffs and ignores all of them, dunking under the TV and crawling right back into your arms to cuddle into your warmth. for the rest of the movie you both just watch the film in peace, feeding each other ice cream with the occasional kiss.
#kyufessions nct#nct#nct fluff#nct renjun#renjun#renjun fluff#renjun x reader#nct x reader#nct dream#nct dream x reader#nct dream fluff
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target run
synopsis: shopping with chenle can be exhausting, especially for your first apartment together
genre: fluff + angst with a happy ending
word count: 1.2k
pairings: non-idol, boyfriend! chenle x g.n. reader
a/n: falling down the chenle rabbit hole lately. sigh.
general taglist: @jwnghyuns • @eaudenana • @soobin-chois
One hour in and you were already growing a bit irritated with your boyfriend. Although you loved shopping, shopping with chenle was nearly impossible at times. When it came to where to shop, chenle liked more expensive stores while you like stores like target, ikea, places where everyone automatically thinks of when shopping for clothes or even furniture. Chenle prefers the luxury stores that are long out of the way; normally you would agree to go out of curiosity since you didn't grow up around that type of lifestyle, but today you insisted on taking him to target. And you were already regretting it. Sure, shopping for your first apartment together wasn't going to be easy but oh my gosh you didn't expect so much back and forth.
“How about this desk? I think it’d be great for the at-home office.” you suggested, eyeing a wooden desk with bottom drawers on each side that could fit a bunch of files from both of your jobs. Squatting down, you point out the bottom drawers and how wide the surface seems to be. “I think it could fit under the windowsill perfectly, too. And there seems to be a lot of space-”
“No, not enough space.” he says, not even giving it a glance. His eyes stayed glued to his phone as he scrolled doing whatever he was doing, eyes focused on his screen. “How about this one? It has drawer space on the top and is a two tiered one- each of us can have our own tier on the desk.”
Standing up with a sigh, you peak over his shoulder and look at the expensive desk. It was cherry wood and even though it was really nice, it was also really expensive- almost one thousand for it. “It's nice but-”
“Then let's buy it instead of this thing.” he starts pointing to the desk you were just referencing. “Or any of these,” his fingers starting pointing to each of the desks that target had to offer.
You just rolled your eyes and looked at the other desks, making a mental note of your favorite ones before moving onto the next aisle.
Hour two and Chenle was following behind you, continuing to scroll on his phone and finding bookshelves online he preferred and were more expensive. It's not that chenle liked buying expensive things just because he could, he just thought more expensive = better quality; he's stuck by that all his life.
“Babe, what about this one?” chenle asks, turning his phone to face you.
You turned to look at him with hope, thinking he had found a shelf he actually liked in this store. When you were met with his phone inches from your face, you just groaned and started walking away as you spoke, “you’re unbelieve, chenle.”
He grabs the shopping cart filled with nothing but hangers and bed liners, following behind you. “It's not that serious.”
Turning on your heel, you stop the cart with your hand and lean forward with annoyance steaming off of you. “You’re right, its not. But I just asked for one thing: to pick some furniture out at target. That's all I wanted. And you can’t even agree with me on one thing for our first apartment. It might not seem important right now, but how you are reacting now could be a potential prediction of the future when it comes to other situations-”
“Woah woah, y/n.” chenle interrupted, quickly being interrupted himself.
“And stop interrupting me, I hate that. Just,” pausing, you took a quick harsh breath in. “Just let me be by myself for a bit.”
Hour three and you sat at the starbucks by yourself, reading a book you bought in the entertainment section just to pass the time. Normally you don't tend to get upset by such things, but with your last semester creeping up, your job overworking you before the semester starts, and this move-in with your long time boyfriend it’s all starting to pile on top of each other and mix together. You had asked chenle for one thing: to pick out some furniture from target. Not all, of course. But some stuff for the second bedroom in your apartment you were going to turn into an at home office for you both to use when needed. Chenle was hesitant at first but after explaining it would only be for that one room, he agreed.
In your relationship with him, everything was always equal- everything was quite lovely. Not in the past three years have you ever had a huge argument like this, especially in public. Communication has always been you and chenle’s strongest suit, so arguments were minimal and worked out right away.
When the forty minute mark almost hit, chenle got in line at the starbucks and ordered himself a refresher and bought you your favorite flavored cake pop. once he retrieved both, he sat down across from you as he slid the cake pop in your direction. Startled, you looked up cautiously and saw your boyfriend with a shy grin- unsure of how to start the conversation. For a few seconds you just stare at one another, not a word being said or any specific facial expressions being shared.
“I’m sorry.” was all you heard from him as you took the cake pop out of the bag. looking up, you motioned for him to continue as you took a bite from the ear of the so-called ‘bee’. he cleared his throat, pushing back his hair out of nervousness. “I just like giving you what you didn’t have growing up; I want to give you everything I'm able to.”
Nodding, you quickly swallow a small piece of your cake pop before responding. “I appreciate the chenle, but i still feel bad when you pay for things. And now that I have a somewhat decent paying job, I want to pay you back for everything you've done for me these past three years.” gradually reaching for his hand, you begin rubbing small circles into the back of it. Neither of you were one for any extent of PDA, but in this moment it just felt right to do. “I appreciate you looking out for me, baby. But next time can you explain that to me instead of being an asshole? I was about to fight you in the home goods aisle of target of all places. I, unfortunately, do not want to be known as the couple who fought in the middle of the target.”
Chenle chuckles, his heart warming smile causing your heart to skip a beat. Three years and you never got sick of seeing it- you hope to see that smile for the rest of your life. “What couple do you want to be known as?” He follows you to the garbage and grabs your book, putting it in the top part of the shopping cart he had with him.
Playfully thinking as you throw your garbage away and start walking towards the forbidden home goods section, you turn to him with a small grin. “The annoying, crazy couple with three cats and two dogs.”
He nods, following behind you with the cart and that same smile. “I'd like that.”
#kyufessions nct#nct#nct dream#nct chenle#nct dream chenle#zhong chenle#chenle#chenle fluff#chenle angst
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happy birthday
synopsis: you spend your birthday with your longtime boyfriend, johnny, and his best friend + roommate, jaehyun
pairings: boyfriend! johnny x afab! reader x boyfriends roommate! jaehyun
genre: smut, 18+
warnings: consenting threesome, slapping, multiple orgasms, anal, spanking, oral (m. receiving), oral (f. receiving), lmk if i missed anything !
word count: 1.5k
a/n: me writing this half asleep lmao ,, i’ll correct any mistakes tomorrow
general taglist: @jwnghyuns @eaudenana @soobin-chois @jungsusvillain
never did you think you would be caught between your boyfriend and his best, let alone sandwiched between them at one in the morning with all your clothes scattered across johnny’s room. you came over to his shared apartment with jaehyun, excitement exuding as you knew he had something planned for your birthday. whenever it was something special like an anniversary or something of the sorts, johnny always went all out. coming back to his apartment, you noticed the streamers and little decorations he had hung around the apartment. it was all so nice, and the steak dinner with some red wine made the night even better and more intimate.
after washing up after dinner and cuddling in johnny’s room to end the night off comfortably, one thing led to another. meaning that as time went on, you were nothing but a moaning mess into the chest of your boyfriend as he played with your clit under the pajama shorts you kept at his place. of course, you attempted to be as quiet as you could so as to not disturb jaehyun next door. but upon hearing the shenanigans happening in johnny’s room, he couldn’t help but listen in as everything was unfolding. the mumbled dirty talk, your not-so-secretive moans that made blood rush to jaehyun’s member.
normally, he would just ignore it. the moans nothing but mere background noise as he plays video games or watches a show on HBO Max. but something about hearing your whimpers as he’s attempting to fall asleep with his best friend reassuring you of how good of a slut you are for him, he couldn’t help but imagine what it’d be like to call you such words as your mouth goes to work on his twitching dick as johnny rams into you from behind.
but not even fifteen minutes later, he no longer had to visit his imagination for such a scenario. here you were in his roommates bed, bare ass in the air as johnny ate you out with a vibrating dildo pumping in and out of you at a rapid pace and your mouth bobbing on jaehyun’s long length. he has your hair in a fist, small groans slipping past his lips as you occasionally moan against his dick from the pleasure you’re receiving from your boyfriend. watching small tears escape the corners of your eyes, a smirk played across his lips as he swiped away some of them.
“you’re such a little whore.” he chuckles, his dimples making an appearance. his free hand reaches up to slap your cheek lightly, forcing you to look him in the eyes as you gurgle around him.
the combination of pleasure from the vibrator, johnny’s tongue, and the feeling of jaehyun using you to his advantage all brought you very close to your third orgasm of the night; the first two courtesy of your boyfriend before his curious best friend joined in on your not-so-secret fun. never did you think you’d be in a situation like this where you were being overstimulated by two of the most attractive men you have ever met, but here you were on your birthday of all days loving every second of it.
“aren’t their moans so cute?” johnny coos against your dripping lips, his fingers moving up to your clit to start rubbing teasingly. “would be even cuter if they’d cum already like the good slut i know they are.”
removing your lips from jaehyun’s dick, you used your one hand as the other was used to keep balance on the bed. “i-i want to cum with ja-jaehyun.” you squealed his friends name, shutting your eyes tight as you attempted to hold back your release.
jaehyun brings his index finger beneath your chin, slipping his thumb into your mouth as you looked back into his eyes. “cum for me, baby. i’ll cum in you later.” and with his promise, you nodded as you fluttered your lashes at him with your juices releasing all over the bed sheets beneath you.
johnny smiled at the sight, automatically moving the vibrator to your throbbing clit and lapping up your juices hungrily. your head fell onto the pillow beside jaehyun’s thigh, muffling your moans into it to be considerate of your neighbors that were sleeping at this ungodly hour. but that didn’t last long as you felt someone grip your hair into a fist and force you to look at them, their eyes dark and lustful.
“let everyone hear how big of a slut you are, baby.” the younger whispered, smirking down at your mess of a figure trembling from overwhelming pleasure.
your legs were shaking ever so slightly as johnny turned off the vibrator and finished licking you clean, pulling away with a satisfied grin as he swiped spit into his hand and started pumping his member. while doing so, he watched you and jaehyun devour each others lips in sloppy kisses. normally, he wasn’t one to do threesomes especially with his significant others. but something about this just felt right. and seeing how much you enjoyed this confirmed that this was the right decision, hoping that maybe you’d enjoy doing this again once in a while. he’d be lying if he said watching this unfold in front of him didn't make him extremely hard. letting out quiet moans, your boyfriend let spit gradually fall past his lips and onto your asshole. spreading it with his slender fingers teasingly before slowly slipping in his dick without warning.
hearing a loud moan leave your lips, jaehyun pulled away to see johnny inserting himself into you. he chuckled at you becoming such a mess once again, loving nothing more than seeing you getting ruined so beautifully. jaehyun slid himself under you, taking his dick in his hand and positioning it with your entrance. you found yourself gripping the sheets as jaehyun slicked up his tip with your soaked folds, biting down on your bottom lip in an attempt to hold back a scream. but as he shoved his long member into your empty hole while johnny had just started picking up the pace on your filled one, high pitched moans couldn’t help but bounce off the walls.
“fuck,” jaehyun moaned rather loudly as he started moving at a consistent pace. “they’re so tight, hyung.”
johnny was so lost in his own world until he heard jaehyun mention him, looking down at the two of you and picking up the pace as he noticed jaehyun had entered your pussy already. although johnny knew you would choose him at the end of the day, he wanted to remind you of who you really belonged to. “tell me about it.” he grumbles as he brings a slap to your ass, enjoying the squeal of pain you yelped out at the feeling. they both smirked at you, but you didn’t notice due to your eyes closed shut from all the pleasure you were experiencing all at once.
“you like that, baby?” johnny asks, bringing another slap to the same ass cheek. no answer, just another pleased squeal of pain. with no proper answer, johnny grabs a handful of your hair and pulls your body up so it’s pressed against his. multiple gasped moans spill past your lips as they both decide to pick up the pace at the same time. “i asked you a question.” your boyfriend growled into your ear, bringing his lips down to your neck to leave a marking.
mind hazy, eyes watering, you were barely able to form a sentence as they both drilled into you. jaehyun’s thumb played with your clit as johnny guided you on his roommate's dick, jaehyun slamming his dick into you fast. the sounds of skin slapping against one another mixed with the three different sounds you all let out were enough to put a professional porn video to shame. you had never experienced something like this before, but now that you’ve gotten a taste of it you never wanted to go without this feeling again. having two men use you as their own personal sex toy drove you mad in the best way possible, wishing nothing more than to do this again and again.
“i love it, d-daddy.” you stuttered, bringing your hand back into his hair to tug on the roots a little bit as the other played with your left breast. “i-i’m so close. s-so fucking cl-close.”
feeling you clench around his member every few seconds was bringing jaehyun closer to his release, making him move faster into you. “fuck, me too.”
“let’s all cum together, hm?” johnny suggests, moving faster as he feels himself coming close as well.
seconds later, you all ended up releasing at the same time. feeling the two cum in unison in both of your holes was a comforting feeling you didn’t think you were missing. for a few moments, you all three sat in the same positions as to regulate your breathing patterns. jaehyun lying beneath you, his dick softening inside of you with time passing as johnny kept you pressed up against his body with his lips leaving small kisses against the bare skin of your shoulders.
“we should definitely do this more often.” jaehyun suggests, a chuckle following suit.
#kyufessions nct#nct au#nct smut#nct 127 au#nct 127 jaehyun#jaehyun smut#nct 127 johnny#johnny smut#johnny suh#johnny suh smut#nct 127 smut#nct johnny#nct jaehyun#nct johnjae#johnjae#johnjae smut
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texts with boyfriend! johnny
context: you bring your boyfriend! johnny to your office’s party
general taglist: @jwnghyuns @eaudenana @soobin-chois
#kyufessions nct#nct drabbles#nct scenarios#nct johnny#johnny suh fluff#johnny suh#johnny fluff#nct 127 johnny#nct x reader#nct 127#nct imagines#nct texts#johnny texts#nct soft blurbs#nct smau
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Missing Person
synopsis: you’ve been happily dating your boyfriend, mark lee, for the past two years. but what happens when all of a sudden your best friend sends you a missing persons article and your boyfriend is listed as missing for the past three years?
pairings: boyfriend! mark lee x g.n. reader
genre: thriller/horror
warnings: blood, knives, killing, physical fighting
word count: 7.1k
a/n: in no way do i depict any member of nct like this, especially mark lee. i just wanted to write something dark for halloween so here we are. i had many ideas for this one but decided to make it shorter lmao. hope you enjoy ~
taglist: @joyumo @lovingvoidgoatee
general taglist: @jwnghyuns @eaudenana
rain drops pelted the train window as you stared out into the setting sun, creamsicle skies mixing with a vital red that brought your nerves to a halt at the scenery behind the glass. normally you’d hate the summer rain, since it always seemed to ruin any plans you had, but being stuck inside this moving train with thirteen hours left with nothing to do but binge watch Brooklyn Nine-Nine reruns on Hulu and take occasional naps made you realize that maybe it wasn’t all too bad- maybe there was some beauty in things that you hated. with pink sweat$’s 17 playing at full volume in your airpods and a mug full of hot cocoa in both of your hands, you felt like you were in some romantic film. you know, the pretty individual staring out into the trees as they admire the fast-moving world outside all while the handsome stranger across the way from them is admiring their effortless beauty. and, truth be told, that’s what was happening. you just didn’t know until you saw someone sit across from you at the corner of your eye, making you turn your head to greet them and ask if you had bothered them in any way.
the handsome stranger smiled at you, making you smile back as you removed one of your earbuds from your ear to give him some of your attention. his blonde hair swooped over just above his eyebrows underneath his navy blue beanie that complimented his blue and white striped button-up, a white tank top underneath it. the way his smile brightened up his face made you feel comforted, almost like a warm hug. you watched as his frames fell down to the tip of his nose, making him scrunch up his nose in an attempt to bring them back up to their previous position.
a giggle escaped your lips as you watched him before speaking up. “hello, may i help you? did i bother you at all? i’m sorry if-“
he shook his head in disagreement, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly. “no no, you didn’t. you just seem pretty chill and i wanted to say hi, if that’s alright.”
for the rest of the ride, you both sat in those spots talking about everything yet nothing all at the same time. he told you all about how he was moving across the country due to getting an amazing job offer fresh out of college, and you exchanged your story as well with him as if you had known him for all your life. you told him about your family, your pets, and the reason for you moving across the country as well: transferring from a two year college to finish off your degree in psychology in a four year university. with each word that left your mouth, he listened with great intent.
and that’s what he did for your entire relationship. he always listened, always showed how much he cared, and never made you feel less than. even during his busiest days in the music studio where he co-wrote songs and even produced some days, he always found the time for you regardless of his schedule. and vice versa; with your busy college schedule and part time job you always made sure to make time for him as well. whether it be study dates where he helped you study for upcoming exams or texting him during work when you were able to sneak onto your phone for five seconds. your dorm mate even got so used to mark staying over that he ended up having designated days where he would spend some nights. but they never minded since he always brought over snacks and dinner for you all.
Mark Lee was a dream come true, a prince charming if you will. Everyone seemed to love being around him and having him in their life, whether it was the occasional meeting of a stranger in line to get coffee and he pays for your drink during the early morning rush or a friend that you kept close to you because he changed your life for the better. Everyday you were reminded of just how lucky you were to have someone like him in your life, even before you both made it official and made your switch from strangers, to friends, to partners. Mark as a partner was even better than you could’ve imagined: flowers and chocolates after a long hard day of exams or work, movie nights where he feeds you pepperoni pizza when you’re half asleep and halfway done with the movie you picked out for you both, little encouraging notes in your lunch bags, even offers you massages when you’re feeling stressed out from everyday life. He was the textbook definition of the perfect boyfriend; you couldn’t ask for more or less from him.
On your one year anniversary, he even wrote you an entire song dedicated the past year and a half together, from when you first met on the train to your last special occasion spent together. He even made a small picnic for you both in his personal office space where he produced and wrote his music, accompanied with a woven wicker full of watermelon, two mini cakes baked from a local bakery you both frequented, along with champagne with tall glasses and other of your favorite foods. Alcohol entered your body as you listened to mark sing to you his song, a slow beat playing through the speakers and his fingers strumming on his acoustic guitar. his small raps cut you off guard but in the best way possible; you loved everything about his sweet gesture and felt yourself falling more deeply in love with him.
on your second year anniversary, he made you another song. but not only did he sing it to you, he sang it to you in front of others on the piano. he had rented out a restaurant for you both to enjoy endless meals for the night, dressed up in very fancy attire that you knew you’d only be able to wear a handful of times before growing out of it. an hour down and reminiscent memories being shared between you two, he randomly got up from his seat and walked down to the grand piano in the middle of the room. you watched him in confusion, your head cocked to the side as you asked him what he was doing. he just smiled at you lovingly as per usual, sitting down on the bench and cracking his knuckles quickly before he started singing along to the melody his fingers played. tears welled up in your eyes at the gesture, his words stinging beautifully as you listened to every confession. falling in love with mark was the easiest thing you had ever done.
two and a half years later here you both were, sharing an expensive loft in the city while working your dream jobs. all the while happily together without any pressure of future marriage or kids from family and friends. your life was perfect, utterly perfect. if anything it was more storybook, something only young kids dreamt of. a happy couple with well paying jobs living in a big city, accompanied with the presence of a five month old ragdoll kitten. everything seemed perfect.
today was just another morning, or so it seemed. only difference was you both were working from home today. mark had his own room to work in when he had to focus on his work while you worked in the bedroom or kitchen; you didn’t mind not having your own space since mark kept his distance when you were busy at work. on days when he worked as well, you both forgot about the existence of one another while you worked for a bit. but with being so secure in your relationship neither of you minded at all.
kissing his puffy morning cheeks, you rubbed your thumb along the stubble on his chin as the rising sun illuminated his soft facial features you never got tired of waking up next to. you watched as he scrunched up his nose lazily, fluttering his eyes open slowly to allow his eyes to gradually adjust to the bright rays. the chirping of birds were mere background noise to the tired chuckles your boyfriend let out as you attacked his face with wet kisses, causing a gleaming smile to spread across your lips.
his arms laid around your waist securely, bringing you closer into his bare chest. “good morning to you too.” he mumbled, his morning voice deep and somewhat raspy.
you pulled your lips from his cheek and down to his lips, pecking it a few times before pulling away and allowing your head to hit the pillow once again. “morning, handsome.”
he shuffled under the sheets, throwing his legs over the end of the bed and rising to his feet. you watched as he slipped on his glasses, adjusting them on his nose as he turned to look down at his partner. he couldn’t help but smile at the sight below him on the bed: you with your head in your hands, staring up at him admirably with a cheeky grin and your morning bed head sticking up in different directions. “pancakes for breakfast, my love?” he questioned as he leaned down to place a soft kiss to your forehead.
the small gesture made your heart flutter immediately, causing your smile to grow wider. “yes please.” you responded, swinging your feet in the air dramatically.
he just ruffled your hair playfully before turning on his heels and leaving the room to start on the pancakes he just promised you. standing to your feet, you grabbed some fresh underwear, sweatpants, and a shirt of mark’s before walking down the hall to the bathroom. as you turn on the hot water, you hear the rustling of the pans in the kitchen on the first floor. you undress out of your clothing, tossing them into the dirty hamper and stepping into the steaming hot shower. with the door cracked slightly open, the sweet smell of banana and cinnamon pancakes fill your nose making you feel more awake and ready to take on the day full of zoom meetings and article writing. you hum to a tune mark recently showed you of his recent work he was planning on sending to a big company for approval, excited to be able to hear another hit of his on the radio and secretly knowing it’s your boyfriend who wrote and produced the song. mark being a ghost writer only hurt when you were reminded you couldn’t show off his creations to the world, other than that you were always very supportive and constantly told people of his career- you just couldn’t expose which hit songs he wrote and produced and for who.
even though mark was very friendly and popular locally, he was also very secretive about certain things such as his past and family. he was very brief about his siblings and childhood, only ever sharing about how his parents lived in canada and he barely spoke to them due to a falling out. whenever you asked, he dismissed it and said it wasn’t important since it was ‘all in the past’. whenever you asked how his childhood was, his regular bubbly personality changed to one full of tension. his frown was evident and eyes full of sorrow, making you change the subject to something else entirely that brought back the mark you had always known. so you never pondered much on the thought of it since everything else he did for you drowned out his secrets.
stepping out of the shower and onto the fluffy carpet on the floor, you dried yourself off with your velvet black towel and walked up to the mirror to start doing your morning routine. multiple steps later, you slipped on your clothing and matching house slippers with your boyfriend that he surprised you with last weekend. you rubbed some product into your hair before walking out of the bathroom and down the industrial spiral staircase, shuffling towards the soft vocals of Bazzi that bounced off the walls of the small kitchen. the sight of your boyfriend in his matching slippers, naked torso, and plain black boxers made your face light up. as previously stated: everything was perfect.
you shared a breakfast with him for the next hour as the cat took turns napping in each of your laps, ultimately deciding to sleep in yours for the last twenty minutes before you switched positions to start your work. mark happily cleaned everything up, not one complaint leaving his lips as he hummed quietly to himself as to not disturb your workday. you caught him catching glimpses at you as you attended a zoom meeting and waved bye to him off camera as he left the room to go do his work for the day.
you always wanted to see his personal at-home office, see how he decorated it or even watch him work his magic. but that was another secret he wanted to keep to himself, always making sure to lock the door behind himself as he exited and entered. he even went as far as to get a code lock for the door and not letting you know the code. one time you even tried every combination it allowed you to while he was out running errands but failed at every attempt you made. curiosity struck you from time to time at what he was hiding behind that wooden door, but you never questioned it since you knew it wasn’t any malicious intent behind it. i mean, he could never do anything wrong. he was mark lee. your loving boyfriend of two years who never did you wrong. so why would he start now?
by the time your zoom meeting ended, it was three in the afternoon and time for checking emails. logging into your emails, you noticed one labeled IMPORTANT, PLEASE READ ASAP from your close friend, jungwoo. he had become a close friend during your time in college, then when you both got accepted into the same company you both became even closer; you now thought of him as a brother. you automatically opened the email, concern flooding your brain as to why he emailed you in all caps at three in the morning. he was always known to be an early bird, even in your college days, so this was very unexpected and a bit odd. nonetheless, you opened the email and read his message attached with a link to a webpage.
i know it’s late, i’m sorry. but you need to see this. let me know when you get this.
was all it said above the link to a missing persons webpage. you clicked it, unsure of what she seemed so scared of in her email. but once you opened the page and scrolled down a bit, you understood. it was a bunch of different people, raging from missing for as long as five years to three months. but somewhere along the middle, you stopped.
impossible. this has to be some kind of sick joke. the face on your screen has to be some edit that one of your friends made as some distasteful prank. but the type of friends you had rarely pulled pranks and if they did they were minuscule and forgetful. this, this was different. an evil prank if there ever was one.
down the hall, the familiar creaking of your boyfriends work studio door was hearing opening. as his footsteps jogged down the steps towards your direction, you quickly shut your laptop closed and started packing up your items, pretending you had finished all your work for the day even though it wasn’t even four in the afternoon yet. the feeling of his arms wrapping around your body from behind startled you, making you jump in his arms at the sudden contact.
“woah, are you good babe?” mark asked you as he moved his face down towards yours, planting a quick peck to your cheek before pulling away to stare at you lovingly.
the pit in your stomach wasn’t comforting in the slightest, if anything it made you want to vomit up all your emotions onto him and run away from your shared apartment. but you couldn’t do that; you had no idea what would even come of it. there had to be an explanation to all this.
you put on your best fake smile, pecking the lips you’ve loved for the past two years that suddenly felt more cold than warm. “sorry, was deep into packing everything up. i just finished for the day!” you attempted to sound excited that you had finished for the day, smiling from ear to ear and believable as you could.
luckily, it worked. mark had a voice telling him something was wrong with you, that something was up, but he ignored it because he trusted you with every fiber of his being. his one hand moved from your body to your hair, tucking a strand behind your ear as a smile tugged at the corners of his lips. “so early? i thought your work day ended at four thirty?”
“it does,” you started as you wiggled from his grip attempting to stand up from your seat at the dining table. thinking of an excuse to throw him off your trail, you said it in an aggravated tone to show you were at least somewhat serious. well, you weren’t. but you didn’t want him to know that. “but i forgot one of my files at the office for tomorrow and have to run to go get it really quick.”
he just nodded, running a hand through your hair as he placed another loving kiss to your jaw. a fake giggle left your lips, a fake giggle that seemed nothing but real to your boyfriend. he might not buy what you’re selling him, but he knows there’s nothing malicious behind your potential fake lie. if anything he assumed it was for a surprise for him. “tacos tonight? my treat, i’ll place the order online for pickup.”
“sure babe.” you grabbed your briefcase and shut it tightly before walking out of the kitchen and towards the front door to slip on some sneakers. “taco bell or the taco place off of Woodbury and 15th?”
“Woodbury and 15th, duh. they have the best tacos around.” he followed behind you like a lost puppy, watching as you threw on your jean jacket and grabbed your keys from the key hook. “what time should i place it for pickup?”
you looked up in thought, pondering what time it would be best. “four thirty sounds good enough. should be done picking up my files and make it there in time for it to still be hot enough for us to eat when i return. do you need anything while i’m out?”
with a swift shake of his head and a goodbye kiss, you exchanged ‘see you later''’s as you exited the apartment and went down into the parking garage to your car. when you entered the vehicle, you threw your briefcase that you didn’t even need in the backseat so you could grip tightly onto the steering wheel in frustration.
why was your boyfriend, mark lee, on a missing persons list? and why did it say he went missing nearly three years ago? you tried convincing yourself it was a stupid website, a dumb website someone made up to trick you and get a laugh. but it was also an official government website so it couldn’t be fake. it was real. too real.
holding back tears as you drove down to your friend's home, you pulled into his parking lot and ran straight into the building. texting or calling him hadn’t even crossed your mind, you needed to talk to him face to face about this. how did he even find this webpage? when did he find it? was he just as confused as you were? nothing made sense and you just needed answers, any answer that remotely made sense would do at this point in time. within the first two knocks you were face to face with jungwoo, walking straight past him and into his living room with no hesitation in your step. you waited till he closed the door to even attempt at speaking.
“what the fuck?” was all you could say as you stared into the eyes of your distraught friend, taking a seat on his couch before putting your head in your heads.
he made her way to you cautiously, making sure to stay his distance since you seemed so upset by the news. “i found it last night and sent it to you right away. it makes no sense. im just as confused as you are.”
his hand resting on your shoulder brought you comfort, not much comfort but a pinch of what you were craving from anyone but mark- if that was even his real name. “i don’t know what to do.” you turned to face him, small tears streaming down your face that he subconsciously wiped away with his thumb. “do i ask him about it? i mean i met him two and a half years ago and it says he went missing three years ago, so i met him six months after he was reported missing.”
jungwoo shook his head right away. “no, don’t. we don’t even really know him-“
“i do-“
“no you don’t.” he interrupted, his voice remaining as calm as possible. “nobody does. i mean, what if he ran away from doing something terrible? what if he hurt someone?”
“he wouldn’t do that!” you yelled, more tears stinging your eyes as your best friend spoke. you watched his expression change to hurt, making him back away from you and over towards the other end of the couch. “no, i’m sorry. i’m sorry. i’m just- he just seemed so lovely. maybe it’s a misunderstanding?”
he picked up his nearly empty wine glass, taking a sip as he leaned against the armrest. “for three years?” watching you crumble in front of his own eyes made his heart break into pieces; he never wanted to see you like this. “listen, i did as much research as i possibly could before passing out on my laptop and made a google doc about it, i could share it with you if you’d like and we can go over it together tomorrow? when you’re more calm.”
nodding in agreement, you wept in his arms for a bit before leaving his apartment and driving off to pick up the tacos mark ordered in. as you walked up to the vendor, he asked if you were okay since it seemed you were crying. you reassured him you were okay and there was nothing to worry about, smiling along with your lie to try and mask it as a truth. he didn’t buy it but gave you your tacos after payment anyway and wished you a goodnight, telling you to tell mark he said hello.
you made sure your face look somewhat normal before exiting the car and heading towards the elevator of your shared apartment, fiddling with the plastic bag out of habit due to your nerves. as you opened the front door, you plastered on your fakest, brightest smile so mark wouldn’t suspect a thing. and he didn’t, at all. his head shot in your direction as he laid across the sofa, jumping to his feet to go greet you and help you carry in your tacos and briefcase. his lips that greeted you no longer felt like safety, but instead of betrayal.
“missed you, babe.” he commented as he made his way into the kitchen, his smile never leaving his face.
“missed you more!” you shouted in reply, hanging your jacket back up before making your way to the couch to plop down in thought. how were you supposed to act normal around him, knowing he’s a supposed missing person?
the next morning you woke up an hour earlier than normal, wiggling your way out of your boyfriend's grip and quietly making your way downstairs to start the coffee and make some eggs with bacon. as you slipped on your morning cup of energizer, you read the google doc jungwoo had shared with you the previous night. you were reading every bullet point and reading every article he attached.
each article and point he made was more shocking than the last. one article mentioned how there was a late teen who went missing in ontario, canada with an attached photo of what seemed to be a younger version of your boyfriend. you couldn’t even attempt to convince yourself it was someone different- the resemblance was uncanny. the only difference was the name in the article was Minhyung Lee instead of Mark, but besides that there were no differences. a different article went on to explain his childhood, how he was always a troubled kid who always found himself in detention or in different juvenile detention centers. it continued on explaining how despite all of those challenges, he was such a great guy up until the incident.
the article never went into detail or said-incident, but it mentioned the slaying of three family members. reading just that small blurb left you sick to your stomach, but even more so after it explained that after the bodies were discovered in his home he was never seen again. how if anyone ever came across him to not interact or draw suspicion, but instead dial 911 and inform authorities of his whereabouts.
you were so caught up in reading the article you didn’t even hear mark coming down the stairs and enter the kitchen, grabbing a mug from one of the cabinets and starting to pour himself a cup.
“you okay, babe? what’s wrong, bad nights sleep?” he questioned, breaking you out of your daze.
your eyes immediately darted to him, smiling warmly at him to withdraw suspicion of you being awake so early. “you could say that again.” closing your laptop, you made your way over towards the stove and moved the fully cooked bacon and sunny side up eggs onto a plate for him. you turned to face him and noticed him already dressed for the day, taking one last swig of coffee before grabbing his keys from the small bowl on the island counter.
he noticed your confusion and then the plate of eggs, frowning apologetically before grabbing a piece of bacon and shoving it into his mouth. “i don’t have time to eat this morning, i have an important meeting then a long day ahead of me. i’m sorry, i should’ve said something sooner.”
you shook your head in disagreement, leaning over to peck his lips before placing a small one on his cheek. “it’s okay, just make sure to eat when you can and to let me know when you get to work so i know you’re safe.”
he mumbled a soft ‘shit’ as he realized the time, noticing that if he didnt leave now he would be late. he placed his mug down swiftly before placing a sloppy kiss on your forehead and running out the door. normally you’d get giddy about him running late while seeming very professional, the sight being too cute for you to handle. but that pit in the bottom of your stomach wouldn’t leave no matter how much you wish it did. you wish everything was just some sort of sick nightmare and that your loving boyfriend of two years wasn’t some sort of potential killer from canada who’s been missing for three years.
as soon as he left, you called your friend and luckily he answered. you went over the facts you both found, or more so he found and you caught up on. jungwoo comforted you the best he could over the phone, saying you both would figure out a solution together. when you told him mark was gone in the studio all day till late, a lightbulb went off on top of his head.
“try sneaking into his office.” he suggested, running a nervous hand through his hair.
your eyes widened at the thought. “what? but i’ve tried every possible combination, it’s useless.”
“but what if he used the anniversary of the day he committed the crimes?”
you bit down on your lip, pondering for a moment. “but we don’t even know the date-“
“july twenty fifth.” he interrupted. “one of the last articles i sent you mentioned it, but i’m guessing you didn’t finish reading it all?”
“no, mark interrupted me before i could finish the whole doc.” you sighed, ultimately deciding to take on your friend's idea and walking up the stairs towards his at-home studio. “if i’m going to do this, please stay on the phone with me.”
jungwoo reassured you he wouldn’t hang up at all, and he never did. you tried the numbers of the date he provided, but the red blinking light signaled it was wrong.
“it didn’t work.” you mumbled, biting on the inside of your cheek nervously.
“instead of 0725 try 2507, switch it around.” your best friend suggested, anticipation stringing through his words.
after typing in the numbers backwards, the green lights signaled you could open the door and enter inside. wasting no time, you swung open the door and was greeted with something you didn’t expect. it didn’t look anything like a home studio, but instead a lonely mahogany desk with piles of different color coordinated folders and files scattered across the top of it with very few sitting on the floor around the chair. stepping inside, you looked around and noticed a duffel bag sitting at the corner of the room near the window that was closed off with wooden panels. you slowly made your way over there, being cautious not to step on anything or move anything out of place.
the bag itself was already zipped halfway open, allowing you to be able to peek inside and notice some bloody knives sticking out of the side. your eyes widened, making you take a few steps back into the closet of the room. when first buying this loft, you hadn’t noticed this particular closet. but granted you haven’t been inside this room for several months now so you might’ve forgotten it. but since you let your curiosity get the best of you, you found your fingers sliding it open and being greeted by nothing. there was nothing but black clothing, extra sneakers that were also black, but that was until you noticed something dangling from the ceiling: a small rope. you knew you shouldn’t open it, you knew you should’ve just called the cops or even answer your friend who was still on the phone screaming at you to answer him, but you did the stupid thing you knew you shouldn’t have and opened it.
down came a set of wooden stairs leading up to something that seemed to be an attic, or a makeshift attic of some sorts. as the stairs came down, some movement was heard and a light popped on in the middle of the room. you took in a big breath of air before climbing up the dingy stairs and peaking in the room. inside seemed empty, nothing but an extra mattress and a few boxes. but when you heard some shuffling from the corner behind you, you whipped your head in it’s direction and noticed a man sitting there chained up to the wall.
the sight alone almost made you drop your phone but thankfully you tightened the grip on it which caused it to stay in your hands. the man’s eyes widened as well, trying his best to say words but failing to do so as a ball gag was in his mouth. in the background of all this was your friend on the line, asking what all the commotion was. it wasn’t until he said he was going to send the cops that you spoke up.
“this is so much deeper than we thought, jungwoo.” you said to him, making him yell a ‘what’ on the other end. “send the cops. give them the code to my apartment door. tell them there’s a man in the attic.” was all you said before hanging up on him.
leaving your best friend in confusion, you fully pulled yourself into the attic and crawled over towards the scared man. although he was excited to see someone else for a change, he was also scared you were part of what mark had going on. he cowered in fear, backing up into the wall as he watched you remove the ball gag from his mouth. he was unsure whether to scream or just stare, so he opted out on just staring at the stranger in front of him.
you stared back, not sure what to even say to him. “what’s your name?” you asked him, putting the ball gag to the side of him as you stared down at his condition. his clothes were dirty, ripped at some edges and obviously had been worn out for quite some time now. the sight made you frown, tears welling up in the back of your throat. but you kept them down, you had to for this stranger that was being held captive by your boyfriend for some unknown reason to you.
“taeil. moon taeil.” he replied, his voice sounding dry and broken. “who are you? please help me, i’ve been up here for months.”
suddenly, you heard the front door of your apartment open and mark shout out that he forgot something and apologizing for disturbing your work. eyes widening, you slip back on the ball gag as tears fall from his eyes, quiet mumbles of disagreement falling from his lips being heard from him before you tighten it on him. you quietly pull up the rope to hide the stairs, making sure it closed tightly before shuffling around to find a place to hide. you ultimately decided on the abnormally large yet dusty toy trunk in another corner of the room, unlocking it quickly and squeezing in as tightly as you could before you heard mark pull down the rope to enter the attic.
you heard him tsk as he crawled up the creaky wooden steps, an obvious smile on his lips as he spoke. “you’re lucky this room is soundproof, you're moving around way too much for my liking.” he said, his tone different from his usual one. this one was threatening, more scary and off putting.
taeil’s muffled cries were filling the room, earning a small laugh from mark. this laugh was different as well, very sarcastic and something fueled by rage. “i have a proposition for you, taeil.” you heard something being picked up from the floor, earning a loud muffled scream to be heard from the chained up stranger. “tell me where they are, and i won’t kill you tonight like i planned.”
your eyes widened. he couldn’t possibly be talking about you, could he? no, it’s impossible. you’ve been quiet this whole time, and you made sure to not leave a trace that you had been in his ‘studio’. your mind flooded with what he was referencing, but everything kept pointing back to you. and what does he mean tonight? is that why he was staying at work late and encouraged you to go out and have fun with audrey? so he could sneak home early and get rid of taeil?
a shake of some chains could be heard, signaling taeil had shaken his head. “come on, i know they’re in here somewhere. i saw on the camera, now where are they?” fuck. you didn’t even notice any cameras. “if you tell me, i’ll let you go right now.”
another shake of the chain and you soon heard footsteps approaching the toy trunk, meaning taeil gave you up. as much as you wanted to hate him for telling mark, you probably would’ve done the same if you were in his situation. you could’ve sworn your breathing stopped as you heard the lock twist on the toy trunk, soon the dim lighting of the attic showing you your boyfriend with a knife between his fingers. he smiled down at you, not with love or admiration but with something sinister.
he shook his head with a chuckle, kneeling down to your eye level as he teased you with the already bloody knife. the blood seemed recent, and when you glanced over at taeil for a split second you noticed a fresh mark across his chest that was dripping from a fresh wound. attempting to mask your fear was no use, even if you did try your hardest to. mark was able to see right through you, the mark you thought you knew.
“how’d you figure it out, huh?” he brought the knife down to your cheek, trailing the cold metal along your cheekbone with gradual pressure. “how long have you known?”
his evil smile never once left his face, making your insides churn in disgust. you swallowed hard before responding, mentally yelling at yourself not to stutter as you replied to his questions. “FBI’s missing persons list, i’ve known for two days.”
“two days and you’re already getting this nosey? tsk tsk, babe.” the knife trailed down to your jawline, the pressure starting to sting when it starts to draw some blood. “you’re so cute, trying to save little taeil over here but he gave you up without a thought thinking i’d actually let him go.”
screams were heard through taeil’s ball gag, making you both turn to look at him as tears fell from his eyes. without a thought, you quickly kicked mark in the face with your foot with a swift yet hard kick. watching him fall onto his back and the knife slide across the wooden flooring, you jump out of the trunk and run towards the knife, picking it up and climbing down the attic stairs. an aggravated groan was heard from mark as you touched the floor of his supposed studio, running out into the hall and hearing him follow behind you shortly after. you heard him scream after you followed by him grabbing at the shirt you were wearing that was coincidentally his. he pulled you back harshly, causing you to slide across the floor and towards the industrial stairs with the knife falling down to the first floor.
you crawled backwards down the stairs, kicking at him as you attempted to escape. eventually, he fell back onto the floor once more which gave you a few seconds to jump to your feet and attempt to run down to first floor and out the door. but before you could, mark was quick to his feet and grabbed your shoulders. he tried to push you over the railing of the spiral staircase, but you were a fighter. always were, and always will be. you fought back just as hard, even if half of your body was dangling off the edge of the railing and his hands around your neck in attempt to weaken you. in one motion, you brought your knee up to his crotch hard which made him groan and loosen his grip on you. taking this small window of opportunity, you pushed him back and off of the railing successfully.
the noise it made when he fell made you cover your ears, the crack and imagery of his body limp out across the floor with blood pouring out at a rapid rate made you nearly vomit. you slowly made your way down the stairs and towards the front door, not even sparing a glance in the direction of your boyfriend. before you could
turn the handle, the door swung open and in front of you were policed officers with their guns pulled out accompanied by your best friend. all the officers rushed past you and into the apartment while you fell into the comforting arms of jungwoo, your tears finally escaping from your eyes.
you sat on the balcony of jungwoo’s apartment as you read the new article written about mark. it was ten months after the incident had occurred, and people were still writing about everything that happened; even youtubers were making videos about it and netflix and peacock both reached out for documentaries or a dramatic remake of your trauma. of course you declined, even if the seven digit numbers they offered were the tiniest bit tempting.
the full story about mark shocked you to your core, because the mark that you met and loved all those years was not the same mark who tried to kill you that day. after fleeing canada successfully, he took the next amtrak train out to the farthest city and figured he’d wing it when he got there. which he ended up doing successfully. he ended up meeting poor taeil, becoming close friends with him and eventually masking as him in daily life. taeil was a fresh college graduate starting at a new company, and after mark found that out he decided to chain him up in taeil’s own apartment for months and stealing his identity. he posed as taeil at work and did a damn well good job at it. then once you both decided to move in together, he moved taeil up to his ‘at home studio’ attic and the days you thought he was working from home, he was really torturing taeil up in the secret room behind the closet he had built in. every sadistic detail about the past three years was written down in a leather journal he kept in the bottom drawer of his desk, every detail of how he hurt his family, tortured and kidnapped taeil, and how much he loved you. everything was very sick and twisted.
as the summer rain pelted against the metal railing, you couldn’t help but shudder in disgust at the sight and noise. jungwoo, who was sitting beside you noticed this and decided to bring it up. “what’s wrong? are you okay?”
you nodded, taking a sip from your coffee mug as you looked out to the setting sun. the oranges and reds mixed together beautifully, but the view just made you upset if anything. “i’m fine. i just hate the summer rain.”
maybe there wasn’t always beauty in the things you hate.
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