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#lee donghyuck drabbles
daegall · 7 months
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pairing: video store worker!hyuck x video store worker!reader
genre: fluff, crack, established relationship!AU, video store!AU
warnings: hyuck has a wound (cat scratches LOL)
word count: 475 words
a/n: ok . ya . im OBSESSED with the new fact check haech video i literally cant get him out of my mind istg
OH ALSO!!! jeno fic in the processs tee hee
networks/taglist: @kflixnet @nct-writers @k-radio + @soobin-chois @markhyuckselca @jaehunnyy @justalildumpling <3
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"Remind me again why I have to take care of you?"
Donghyuck only grins proudly at your question, scooting to the end of the table he sits on, bringing you between his legs. "Because you are the best person on this planet and I love you so very much?"
You roll your eyes, but can't help but smile at his tone, the way he leans down to peck at your cheek multiple times, before patting his shoulder. "Mhm, yeah. Sit back,"
You peel off the wrapping of the Band-Aid in your hand, straightening it, before raising it to your boyfriend's cheek. "And how the hell did you get hurt this time?"
Donghyuck grimaces as you lightly push on the wound on his cheek, wincing. "Hey, it was Jeno's cat-sitting job, and I had to fill in last minute! I got half the pay, you know."
You never understood Donghyuck and his need for sudden spontaneous adventures, but you guess that's why you love him. He's unexpecting, and it's a good change to your tight-scheduled lifestyle.
You lean down to place a kiss on top of the band-aid, grinning at Donghyuck's shy smile, before pinching his chin. "You cut 15 minutes off my shift, mind filling that in?"
You step back from your position between his legs, walking across the room to pick up a box full of CD' and movie tapes, the one you originally came in the room for, per request from your boss, but was interrupted by your damsel-in-distress boyfriend.
Donghyuck only whines at your words, hopping off the table to rush and help you with the boxes, easily taking it from you and holding another box with it.
"How about this," He mumbles, resting the boxes by his hip, the other placed on a table next to you. Donghyuck leans in, incredibly close, his nose brushing against yours. "I can borrow a few movies from here,"
Your eyebrows raise at his first negotiation. He's the only employee who's allowed to bring certain CD's or tapes home, because he's assistant manager, and your boss just favors him for his humor and charm. You can't blame him.
"and we can cuddle and have a movie night tonight? My place, 7 o'clock. Sounds good?"
You hate how confident and smug Donghyuck looks, with his knowing smile and sparkling eyes, he knows you can't turn him down.
You raise your hand to squeeze his cheeks, puffing his lips out, before pecking said lips, and pulling away to pinch him lightly. "You take the boxes out, sort them, and get the snacks ready, then we have a deal."
Donghyuck instantly grins, his pearly-whites causing you to go soft and almost physically melt, and he leans down to leave one last wet, loud, loving smooch on your cheek. "I love you, Y/N!"
You love Lee Donghyuck too.
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diorcities · 2 years
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the swan
pairing: haechan x reader.
genre: smut.
content: corruption kink, mirror sex, female fingering, ballet context.
masterlist — req
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inhale exhale.
there was a certain grace in the way your movements were synchronized. or so you thought. tender touches like petals rubbing against soft skin. breathing mixing in the air between. eyes staring at each other, existing, both, in the ether.
on the other hand, the furtive glances of the others present made you feel nervous. or so you wanted to believe, seeing how you shivered when the piece of music stopped, and your partner's warm hands rested for a moment longer than they should on your waist. his chest against your back, feeling it rise and fall quickly, erratically. you tried to suffocate your agitated breathing when you saw the man put a hand to his head.
“you better not look like this at tomorrow's performance,” he said. “YOU HEARD ME!!?” the horrific scream made you decompose for a moment, to recover and manage to say in unison: “yes, sir”.
when your ears stopped ringing, you managed to notice muffled laughter under collective breaths. and the dance teacher seemed to hear them too. one look at them silenced them all. however, their looks… you scanned the room nervously. a dozen faces that seemed to drop blades.
“jealousy,” answering your question. his breath hitting your ear made your heart skip a beat.
when you looked again, you could see it clearly. jealousy. in their features. but you did not understand what the reason was. was it because you were given the starring role, or because you were given the starring role with him?
because without a doubt, lee donghyuck was handsome. attractive. slender legs and broad back. and strong arms that you wanted to hold you forever. his face could have been carved by the angels themselves, and there could be no doubt that it was true. with a lethal smile and lips that resembled silk. pink, as if constantly bitten. perhaps for him, perhaps for lovers. and his attitude. you liked to call it predatory attitude.
when the room was cleared, the man's expression changed. his fury would end up falling on you, seeing how he approached your place. “i was told excellent things about you” he spoke. “and all i see is mediocrity,” he spat, “you'd better fix this before tomorrow. or it will be the last time you see the spotlights again”
or it will be the last time you see the spotlights again.
your hands splashed water on your face, unable to get that phrase out of your head. it was going to drive you crazy. all your life you had only heard compliments. nothing has ever cost you so much. except this. you looked incapable of performing a dance like this. and it was the first time you felt such a thing. the feeling was... detestable.
“do you know what's the problem?” his voice took you by surprise. even more, knowing that the place where you were was the women's bathroom. his presence was very unexpected. he looked at you through the mirror as he came up behind you. there it was. feline gaze. grabbing one of your suspenders in his fingers and tugged, only to release it once stretched. the lash burned of course, but it also tickled your insides. “you are inflexible,” he confessed.
the term left you stunned. “inflexible?” though the way he said it... he probably wasn't referring to the adamant term you were thinking of. “conservative, perhaps,” he said afterwards. you stood up from the sink and faced him. “what makes you think that?” the question elicited a smile from him. and the way he looked at you also made it known that he was getting just the reaction he wanted.
“you look over your shoulder at everyone,” he explained, “because they're not like you,” he added later, “they don't live like you.” his eyes swept over your body, stopping at the pendant at your neck. but studying his gaze, maybe he was looking at something else. “is that, or you are quite pretentious”.
“neither one nor the other,” you replied. your voice threatening to break. it was the fact of being there, alone, with him, a few centimeters away from each other that made your system give random alerts. you didn't know whether to run or stay there. you sighed when you saw him arch an eyebrow, with little curiosity. you were reluctant to tell him the real reason, but you had no one else to ask for help. coupled with the fact that he was your dance partner. there had to be some confidence in that.
“i don't know... what he wants from me,” confessed. your shoulders sinking.
“he wants you to free yourself.” you laughed, “yeah, well, i don't quite know your description of freeing but mine is quite different and...”
“have you ever touched yourself?” your eyes flitted to him. a light blush adorned your cheeks, while you felt your neck burn. surely he noticed, as he smiled wickedly. “my sweet yn, are you...?”.
“of course not,” you answered quickly. “then?” he asked.
“i had never seen myself in the situation” you explained, with some hesitation. he clicked his tongue. “well, i'm afraid this situation warrants it,” he said. he looked at you deeply, and you feared that he would see your inexperience in your eyes. “think of me while you do it,” he whispered, before disappearing through the door.
your eyes fluttered, unable to fall asleep. your fingers rubbing against your belly, tickling you. not the same way he made you feel back in the bathroom. you cursed.
think of me while you do it.
were you really going to do it? your fingers went down, under your underwear. the slight touch causing you to fists the sheet. feeling how wet you were, just from his words. your fingers rubbed your clit, a small gasp falling from your mouth. eyes shut. an electric wave washing you over. the fleeting image of donghuyck going down on you made you insert two fingers in. stargaze. buzzing.
you covered your mouth when incessant sighs came from your lips, filling the quiet room. your hand being replaced by donghuyck's, his fingers going in and out of your pussy, touching the exact point to touch the sky with your fingers. his mouth going down, biting, licking. each thrust his name spilling from your mouth, each flick of his tongue a moan filling the air. your legs spread open, imagined his fingers touching your sweet spot, over and over again. the devastating climax breaking free, your moves becoming more erratic, dancing with your walls clenching around them. a sweet burning remaining in your entrance.
eager for more.
your hand reached the phone in the nightstand. fingers typing in the screen his name.
can we meet?
a whole five minutes passed.
where?
your hands went to the mirror in front of you, seeing your face disfigured by pleasure, with furrowed eyebrows and mouth open. the velvety feeling of donghuyck coming in and out of you. one of his hand grabbing your shoulders, while the other rub your clit. his groans like music to your ears. a melody you could hear forever. his rhythmic thrusts pushing you against the sink. deeper. alternating between fast and harder. leaving you without breath, feeling brainwashed.
his hands mandhandling you. controlling your hips and arching your back so he can push deeper.
with nothing more than the feeling of his cock burying deeper, making you rolled your eyes, dazzling, fuzzy. a single thought of joy made you continue, wanting him to never stop.
“there they are.” the man clapped with a satisfied smile on his lips. the show was over. the performance was brilliant. “my golden couple,” added. “and my swan,” stated, looking at you.
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hirokari · 1 year
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give 'em back, please?
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wc: 0.8k words | g: fluff, christmas!!!. college!au, gn!reader | w: none! | a/n: nyehehehehehe it's christmas time its fluffy fluffy donghyuck time heeheheheheh this one is for sunny's little christmas loving butt
Lee Donghyuck is many things to you. Another student attending literature lectures at 9 in the morning— though, he doesn’t seem to indulge in it as much as you like to—, the boy who you’d mouth answers to when he’s asked to recite something back to the lecturer, the boy who’d stolen your pens just for the sole purpose of lending a pen to you when you’d asked for it, the silly, silly boy who’d “accidentally” stepped on your shoes, sticking his tongue out as he gives you a half-assed apology and snickering when you attempt to get back at him.
Though, today, he’s a missing student.
You’re a little disappointed, you must admit. He’d been an extra ray of sunshine in the morning, and you’d considered you’d especially needed it this morning, because it’s finals week. You figured you’d see him today since he’s supposed to join this exam, but you conclude the opposite with a small frown.
Bottom lip caught in between the gnawing of your teeth, you can’t help but feel a little spiritless as you start the exam. A pen twirls in between your fingers as you read the first question, scribbling an answer against the hard surface with your pen.
Ten minutes pass. ‘It’s fine,’ You think. ‘This isn’t too hard.’ You’re not about to rely your grade point average on some sunshine boy.
You’re about to scribble another answer to your paper when you jump at the sudden sound of a thump against the glass to your right. Your fellow classmates had been taken aback by it too, attention casted to the window.
Stupid Lee Donghyuck holds a paper against the glass of the window that reads ‘YOU GOT THIS, Y/N!!!’ in a bright red ink– which you recognize to be the very color of the pen you’d coincidentally lost a week earlier. You’ll make sure to talk to him about that.
Cheeks dusting red, you raise a little in your seat, struggling to stifle the laugh bubbling in your throat when Donghyuck does a little dance when he meets eyes with you, knees bouncing up and down in a childish manner.
“I- don’t. Know him. I swear.” You say in response to the curious glances your classmates give you.
The lecturer hurries outside in a rush after his attempts at shooing the boy away from inside the hall had failed, and you watch as Donghyuck bickers with the adult in a comedic behavior, obviously putting effort into amusing you. It worked.
“I’m terribly sorry, sir,” You mumble meekly when he returns, though he doesn’t acknowledge your apology, holding a slight grudge against your disturbance.
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The chilly winter air creeps under the thick layers of your clothes and still manages to bite and nip at your skin, eliciting a yelp and goosebumps from you. Your nose had grown red– you don’t know if it’s from the scratchy crappy Christmas scarf Donghyuck had gotten you earlier that month or if it was the winter, but you don’t like it either way.
“Lee Donghyuck,” You grumble once you spot the boy rushing up to you. “Hi!” He greets you, cheeks rosy as he grabs your hands with his own gloved ones. He notices your undressed hands almost immediately, acting quick to slide his gloves off his own hands and fitting your hands into them instead.
You couldn’t help but freeze. The feeling of his cold, slender fingers touching the skin of yours as the warmth of his gloves welcome your hands had quite literally numbed your brain.
“How’d you do? How was the exam?”
It’s cruel, you think, that he expects you to give a genuine, well articulated answer after what he’d done.
“Ah- uh, it went… well. Though, it’d probably have gone better if we didn’t have a little bear banging at our windows.”
“I wasn’t banging on them!”
“Hey, I knew you wrote on that paper with my pen. Please, I beg you, return it. It’s Christmas.”
Donghyuck lets out a scoff, “Are you really pulling the Christmas card right now?” You roll your eyes, pulling his bare hands into your gloved ones and shoving them into his pockets, “Obviously. Give ‘em back, please?”
You’re convinced it’s the cold that causes Donghyuck’s skin to bloom redder as he presses his body closer against yours, grinning. “Well, only since you asked so nicely,” He gushes, brushing his nose against yours, mouth tickling against the scarf he’d gotten you.
“Are these hand warmers?”
“Mhm.”
“You don’t need my gloves! Give ‘em back, please?”
You can’t help but blush when he repeats what you’d said in a similar tone. “Nu-uh! I’m keeping these.” Though, Donghyuck doesn’t seem to mind that you want his stuff. A stupid lovesick grin plasters on his stupid face as he stupidly laughs into your scarf, “Okay. Keep it.”
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acaiasahi · 2 years
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[୨✩୧ ۫ 🧁𓈒 ⭒ ݁ .] "je t'aime" — lee donghyuck
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SYNOPSIS: donghyuck tells you how much he loves you. (spoiler alert! he loves you a lot.)
INFO: fluff , lee donghyuck x gn!reader , 662 words
WARNINGS: grammatical and structural errors, not proof read bc i'm weak, cringe-worthy fluff lolz, lowercase and smaller text intended!
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lee donghyuck has many habits, emphasis on the word many.
to his need to hug the pillow he's holding, to the little shake his head gives when he's eating. you've grown to love these things about him, all these tiny habits are made up of him. how could you not love it?
and as you find yourself at you and your boyfriend's beloved café, there he sits across from you, talking your ear off about how hectic his schedule was yesterday. not that you mind though, you love to listen to his voice as he babbles.
continuing to nod along with his story telling, you feel his hand slip out of yours as he places it on the table. it wasn't the first time he'd done that though, in actuality, he's done it ever since you started dating.
at first, you took it to heart, almost afraid you'd done something wrong to the brunette boy but once you'd actually looked at his hand, you found him scribbling what he was verbally saying. safe to say that you found it too cute to be upset over.
you take a glance at his pointer finger on the wooden table, listening and watching what he wrote as he continues speaking.
"practice was so tiring, we had to run the same three, eight counts like a bajillion times because of mark hyung-" he suddenly cuts off what he's saying, his scribbling following suit as his pointer finger stays stationary. "are you okay, sweetheart?"
eyes snapping back to his, you softly smile at him, "yeah, keep going," you respond with a not-so-convincing tone according to hyuck. he tilts his head towards you, eyes narrowing at you as if attempting to read your mind.
"what's wrong?" he asks you, head still tilted. all you do is smile at him, "did you know that you like to write what you're saying when you talk?" you ask him with a giggle bubbling in your throat, mirroring his actions as you tilt your head.
he raises an eyebrow, looking down at his finger on the table before laughing along with you. he maneuvers your hand to have it facing palm up before placing his pointer finger on top.
donghyuck continues talking, the feather-light feeling of his finger spelling out what he was saying. you squirm at the ticklish feeling before allowing him to continue.
he stops talking abruptly but his writing doesn't let up as he spells something out. "do y'know what i said?" he asks, eyes glancing up at you.
shrugging, he rolls his eyes dramatically before trying again, slower this time. "why don't you try saying what i'm writing?" he asks with a quirked brow, you nod before closing your eyes.
he writes slowly, "i," you say softly. he hums in approval before continuing, "love," you say with a giggle.
donghyuck watches your brows furrow in concentration, his lips twitching into a smile that's full of adoration as he watches the cogs turning in your brain as he softly draws on your palm.
writing out the last word, you sigh, a shy smile gracing your face, "you," you finish before opening your eyes.
"thanks for that. what an ego boost!" you joke, watching as his face falls into one of false annoyance. intertwining your hands before place a soft kiss to the back of yours.
"oh, shut up! you're so annoying," he says with a groan. "yeah, but you love me!" you say as if it were a fact, which it was. "that, i do." he says with no hesitation.
no words needed to be exchanged as you watch one another in silence. the love in his eyes tell you everything you need to know, and more.
pure silence engulfed the pair, donghyuck's thumb softly rubs circles onto your hand before he speaks up, "i love you, y/n." he repeats.
you can't help but let a smile break out onto your face before responding, "i love you too, hyuck."
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☆૮꒰•༝ •。꒱ა nct dream taglist! @beepjeongie ... @h4chi ... @riqomi ... @enhacolor ... @wonluvrbot ... @rutowonz ... @setakdongies ... @byeongsung ... @dancinginthetaillight
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sunflowercheol · 1 year
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Sunflowers
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Donghyuck x Y/N
Word Count: 476
Warnings: none
A/N: unedited :)))
31 Days of Halloween | Main Masterlist
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Donghyuck swings your intertwined hands as you both head towards the entrance to the farm.
“And we will get on the tractor for the hayride, and we will see the pigs race, and- OH CAN WE GET SOME POPCORN TOO?” Donghyuck interrupts himself, shaking you with excitement. 
You laugh and gently place your hand on his mouth. “Yes, but please calm down,” you smile brightly at him. “We have a lot of time to do everything here!” 
Donghyuck licks your hand—of course he did—and you wipe your hand on his sweatshirt as you both reach the end of the line. Thankfully, there weren’t as many people as there usually is since they had just recently opened an hour or so ago. 
“I’m excited,” you tell him as you lightly bounce on your feet. 
He smiles softly at you and pulls you in closer. He kisses you on your head and moves along with the line. In no time, you both had paid and received your wristbands, getting access to get in. You both walk towards the concession stand to get some snacks and drinks before venturing out into the farm.
“So, what do you want to do first?” you ask your boyfriend as he sips his lemonade, sitting on the picnic table you found.
He hums as he tosses some popcorn into his mouth. “What are some of the activities we can do?” he asks as he feeds you some popcorn. 
You thank him and open up the map the lady had given you with your wristbands. “Well, let’s see. They have a petting zoo, a corn maze, a pumpkin patch—of course,” you point out. “Uh, hay rides, paintball, campfire, pig races, flower patches, and-“
“Flower patches?” Donghyuck cuts you off suddenly. 
“Yeah, it’s close to here!” you respond happily, taking a sip of his lemonade. 
“Let’s go then!” he rushes you. 
“Let’s finish this popcorn and lemonade and then we go okay?” you compromise not wanting to carry a lot of things.
“Fine,” he pouts before he rushes to eat and drink, but not forgetting to give you some as well—read as shove some down your throat.
Once you were both done and threw away your trash, Donghyuck grabbed your hand and rushed towards the flower field. You laugh and struggle to fold the map, sticking it in your pocket when you were done folding it. Reaching the entrance of the field, you both head towards the little stand near the entrance to borrow some garden scissors and a basket. 
Donghyuck giggles happily and grabs the scissors and basket out of your grasp. You shake your head and smile at him, letting his hand go as he prances towards the sunflower field.
“I know it’s supposed to be all about pumpkins but look at these sunflowers! It’s me and my army!”
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euaphoric · 6 months
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🕸️ KINKTOBER - DAY 2. 🕸️
Differences
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[PAIRING] haechan x f!reader
[GENRE] college au, popular jock x loner, pwp [WARNINGS] angst?, smut, lowkey perv!hc, dry humping, premature ejaculation
summary: haechan was everything you’re not: popular, wealthy, multitalented, and otherworldly attractive. you despise people that get everything handed to them, wanting nothing to do with him— until you get paired up as partners for a project together…
wc -> 2.2k
A/N: so uhhh, this was very much not supposed to be this long but sometimes i just keep going and don’t know when to stop tbh .-. alsoo i hit 1k followers today thanks sm it rlly means a lot 🫶🫶
kinktober m.list
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“fuckk, it’s pouring!” you shrill from the sudden heavy downpour, hovering your chemistry textbook over your head which barely shields anything. of course you didn’t predict these weather conditions (and didn’t bother to check your weather app beforehand) so you thought not to bring a jacket. it’s not like it was some light drizzle going on either, it was raining buckets outside— and you were so fucked. you pick up your speed, practically sprinting to the bus stop, completely forgetting that haechan was right behind this whole time. it honestly still hasn’t fully clicked in your mind that you were now lab partners and had to work together for the entire remaning semester. you weren’t thrilled about it, frankly, you were hoping anyone but haechan but since you have the worst possible luck known to existence, you got paired with him by a random draw. now you’re stuck with him for the next 3-4 months…
“damn, i think that’s the first time i’ve ever heard you curse,” haechan quickly catches up with you, taken aback by your choice of language, “wait- here, take this.” he pulls his football letterman jacket off his body, slinging it around your shoulders. “uh- no it’s okay, i’ll be fine.. don’t worry!” you shook your head to refuse but haechan just kept insisting, telling you how he was raised to be a ‘gentleman’ and it’d be morally wrong of him not to offer his jacket to a woman when it’s raining. “just take it y/n, it’s not gonna kill ya!” he promises, only satisfied once you finally cave in after numerous attempts going back and forth. you may have let him win this round but you definitely won’t be going easy on him next time, that’s for certain.
yeah haechan may be nice and all but that doesn’t make him a saint or any different than everyone else, he’s just a regular guy to you, nothing more or less. you’ve known him for a grand total of 2.5 days and on the first day of class you just so happened to be assigned as permanent lab partners with him — the most popular guy at uni practically. haechan was the topic of every girl’s discussion, whether it was wondering if he came from a loaded family, is single or has a girlfriend, or how he can afford a $4,500 pair of sneakers, theres always a spotlight drawn to him somehow. frankly you didn’t give a rat’s ass about any of that stuff, you didn’t care much to make a lot of friends nor socialize with everyone. ever since middle school you’ve preferred to be alone, it’s not something you’re embarrassed about, you just value your education more than temporary friendships.
when it was announced that you’d be partners with haechan word spread around quickly, you couldn’t stand attention being cemented on you but haechan simply thrived off that notion. he craved all the gossip about him because he’s an attention whore— at least, that was your impression of him when you first met. you personally have no interest in getting to know him further than finishing this project, he probably has dozens of girls in his phone he can call to hook up with every day if he wanted to. ‘it’s just for one semester y/n you can do this… you’ll be fine.’ you keep telling yourself over and over. after what felt like ages the bus finally came, saving you from standing in silence with him any longer than necessary. soon as the door opens you make a dash for it, scanning your bus pass and looking for a seat within the crowded aisles. there just so happened to be 2 free open seats near the back so you scurry to sit down as haechan follows, taking the seat next to yours.
just as you were about to put in your airpods and shut out the world, haechan turns over to ask something. “so.. why’d you want me to come to your dorm instead of mine?” his face gets unreasonably close to you, completely invading your personal space. “it’s just.. more quiet i guess.” you awkwardly reply, slowly backing away from his overbearing presence. you must admit though, whatever cologne he was wearing smelled really good. “why’re you assuming that my place would be loud? do me and my friends really seem like that much of obnoxious assholes?” he cocks his eyebrow, confused by your lack of enthusiasm. it’s not unusual for haechan to be uninterested in someone but it’s pretty rare for him to find the opposite. the more you push him away the more he wants to know about you, your cold personality fueled a burning desire inside that he hasn’t felt in ages. it’s like having a one-sided crush, he enjoys the chase of going after what’s unattainable, he loves a challenge.
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“have you always been this quiet your whole life?” haechan proceeds to bother you yet again while you’re writing notes for the project down. you thought flat out ignoring him would work in your favor, he’s already asked about five questions already and you’ve yet to answer any of them — he doesn’t give up as easy as you thought however. “no seriously, did i do something? is there a reason why you act so cold towards me?” there he fucking goes again. if he actually paid attention he’d notice that you don’t exclusively treat him any differently than everyone else, you didn’t want a partner for this project and rather work on it alone from the start. he’s so full of himself that he can’t even fathom the idea of someone not wanting to shower every ounce of their undying love and attention for him. “god… do you ever shut up?” you lowly mutter under your breath, getting up from your table to go grab something. thankfully you don’t think he heard you, all you got in return was a simple “huh?” still not acknowledging his other questions, you come back with a pumpkin spice candle, setting it on your window sill to light it. you may or may not have a slight obsession with candles, you’ve hoarded so many to the point you lost count but since it’s fall why not bring out your favorite scent of the season. plus it’ll ventilate the room so you don’t have to be reminded of haechan’s strong cologne, which you actually liked but refuse to give his already inflated ego such a compliment.
after an hour or so of drafting outlines for the project you take a break to get some water, coming back to your motionless partner with a bored look on his face. he made a few contributions but you mostly did the work, which you don’t mind doing anyway since you’re confident in your academic abilities. you’ve been sensing haechan’s eyes on you all night, as you took a sip from the glass you feel the most intense awkwardness, you’re hoping he asks something dumb at this point. “are you a virgin?” he blurts out on a whim. you almost spit out your water, there’s no way in hell he just asked you that. “wait— w-what?” all of a sudden you’re a flustered mess and can’t talk properly, why would he want to know something so personal like that anyway? “ah, so you do talk!” haechan belts out a chuckle, gloating in his small victory, “i just wanted a reaction out of ya and finally got it!” you wanted to wipe that smirk clean off his face, maybe you were right to call him a pretentious asshole the first day you met. “y’know i can report you to the board for asking your lab partner weird sexual questions, right?” you try your best to sound intimidating but it doesn’t seem to faze him one bit, instead he continues leaning in closer. “stop pretending like you don’t secretly like it,” your skin collects goosebumps when his palm lands on your thigh, “‘cause for someone who supposedly doesn’t like me is acting awfully comfy with me right now.” his grin widens as he looks down, you couldn’t believe your eyes when you realize both your legs were intertwined together under the table.
you shriek in a panic, scooting your chair away to the far end of the table, “in your fucking dreams. i actually don’t, perv.” scoffing at his boldness, this is definitely a guy who thinks he can have his way with anyone he wants. even if you did find him attractive that still doesn’t mean you inherently want to sleep him. his face is really pretty though, like way above average, you 100% get why he’s so popular and some part of you wants to find out what all the hype’s about. a little test drive wouldn’t hurt anything, right? “awe, you sound so cute when you swear,” he teases, yet again moving close to you with no regards of personal space, “would sound better if you were moaning it as i fill you up with my cock.” his eyes stare at your lips intensely, wanting more than anything to violently make out with you. that last sentence shouldn’t have made you as wet as it did, but you couldn’t help yourself anymore, you were done trying to fight it. as your lips crash into his, a surge of heat rushes through your body, tilting your head slightly sideways to gain more access. his soft lips felt buttery smooth against yours, melting instantly as he brings his hands to wrap around your waist firmly.
as you run your fingers along the entirety of his length, slowly rubbing his shaft through his jeans. you hear how pretty he sounds when he moans, loving every bit of it in your ear. you keep stroking and feeling haechan’s cock, choosing when to go slow or fast. it made you undoubtedly wet knowing someone like you could turn him on, feeling how stiff his cock got soon as you touched him, pulsating in the palm of your hand. his face scrunches as if he just sucked on a lemon, erratically rutting his hips up as his breathing gets heavier. “ah- shiiit..” he was so far gone, gritting his teeth from the intense pleasure when he suddenly jerks up from out of your grasp. “dammit, dammit, dammit” he whispers under his breath, you strike a confused look when he flinches from you trying to touch him again. it doesn’t make sense how eager he was just a minute ago but is now doing a literal 180. “i already came..” the guilt and embarrassment was apparent in his voice. how could a girl like you even make a guy cum just from simply touching them? he’s definitely had much more experience than you ever will. “i’m not a virgin, are you?” you decide to finally entertain his question, you’ve got nothing left to lose anymore. he definitely wasn’t expecting that answer at all, he was really hoping he could be your first. “yeah, me neither, but you sure do make me feel like one again ..” this is probably the first time something like this has ever even happened to him.
for the past 15 minutes you’ve been grinding up and down against haechan to get his dick hard again, which didn’t take long to do at all. closing your eyes in pleasure as his teeth grazed your skin, biting gently on the sweet spot of your neck. “nnghh~” you mewl, feeling so needy and helpless at the moment, all you could do was continue sensually rolling, massaging, and rubbing your aching core onto his clothed crotch. you really did want more but you couldn’t give it all up too easily, this is all he’s getting from you until you officially say so. “fuck.. feels ssoo gooood..” haechan groans, hips bucking at any slightest movement you make, he needs to fuck your tight cunt so bad. “y-yeah, feels good? wan’ m-more?” you brace your shaky hands on both his shoulders for leverage, feeling the tent in his pants stiffen as you rock your hips in sync with his. the fact you two were acting like some animals in heat, going at it and humping each other fully clothed was surreal to you. it had to be that intoxicating cologne he wore that reeled you in. as you were whimpering and crying out to him, haechan keeps expressing how much he needs you, how badly he wants to be inside. “need this throbbing little cunt to swallow my cock like right now.. i wanna be buried so deep inside.. need to feel your walls clench as you twitch and cum around my shaft, pretty please…” he grunts, already completely whipped and ready to risk it all for you. it didn’t take much for him to cum the second time either, granted he lasted longer than the first time but still wasn’t his best. the way you roll your hips and moan out his name was enough to get the blood rushing through his veins, pushed to his breaking point once again.
you came with him the second time, tangling your fingers in his messy brown hair. a string of curses leave your mouth as you chase your high, still slowly grinding on top of him as you rest your head on his shoulder. “now i understand why you’re so quiet..” he murmurs, veiny hands still finding purchase around your delicate waist. you of course wondered why, which he simply responded with “‘cause your actions do all the talking for you instead.”
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sunflrverse · 6 months
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FLIRTY TEXTS WITH BESTIE! DREAMIES
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📍warnings: cursing
˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ a.n.: there’s just something about having that dynamic where you’re basically dating and are just missing the label so you’re still just “besties” before someone becomes a bit bold🤭,, it gets me every time and i wanted to try my hand out at some texts with it !!
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twilghtkoo · 2 days
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telling my boyfriend my tampon is stuck . . .
pairings. haechan x reader (f)
genre. crack, fluff? established relationship
warnings. mentions of period blood lol
note. i've wanted to do this one for awhile lol and i finally had time to write this quickly so sorry if it's short, like and reblogs are vv much appreciated !! enjoy <3
[ series masterlist | masterlist ]
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"babe?" you call out quietly, sounding nervous, from the bathroom.
you hear rustling in your bedroom. "yeah," he responds.
"can you come here please?" you wait patiently, swaying on your feet.
he appears a few feet away from the doorway. "what's up, baby?"
with him now standing in front of you, you're not sure how to go about this and you have to fight your inner self from bursting out into fits of nervous giggles.
you start fiddling with the rings around your fingers. "umm, i can't get my tampon out. it's stuck.."
his mouth slightly opens as he glances down then back up at you. "oh god, the string is gone?" he slightly chuckles but inches towards you, reaching with his hand to softly grab onto your elbow.
his reaction has you both chuckling a bit. "yeah, it's pretty far up there. i'm scared."
he nods, "okay, i'll get it." he replies, as if this was a normal occurence.
"no, no wait. it's bloody and gross."
he blinks. "so? i'll wash my hands first, you should lie down- wait i'll set a towel down for you. let me grab a flashlight-"
your head snaps towards him, grabbing his hand from leaving the room, with your eyes wide. "a flashlight? wait, no it's scary." you back away, laughing out of fear.
"baby, trust me i'll find it. we don't wanna leave it in there do we?" he quirks an eyebrow.
"well, no but-" he cuts you off.
leaving to grab a towel from the linen closet as he neatly places it down on the tiled floor. "i'm not walking into uncharted territory babe, don't you worry. take your pants off, lie down, knees up-"
"baby, wait!"
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p0ckykiss · 19 days
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lovesick - lee haechan
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summary -> haechan is sick, and you are more than happy to take care of him.
warnings -> friends but they have a crush on each other😱
haechan laid in bed, sniffling. he had pulled the comforter back onto his body and curled up.
on the TV was his favorite show, he was currently rewatching it whilst he fought off his cold with rest.
lord knows where he had caught it, but it was unfortunate. days after he had decided to start his trek to college by moving out, he was sniffling and sneezing.
thankfully, he was able to postpone the college signup and tour, and get help moving into his apartment.
“i thought I told you to cover up with the sheet, not the comforter, hyuck,” you slowly opened the door, holding a plastic bag. “i only left for fifteen minutes.” you pulled the thick blanket off of him and folded it at the end of the bed.
the mask covering your face made it hard to see your expression, so haechan returned eye contact with his big, beautiful, brown doe eyes. “i’m cold.”
“i know you get cold, but we have to bring your temperature down. and you refuse to eat ice cream”
“speaking of temperature, I have to take yours again.”
he sat up and pulled his knees to his chest. “because you want me to eat the kind that doesn’t taste as good.” haechan really wanted you to take off your mask, because.. he just wanted you to.
you were gorgeous, and admiring your face could probably cure his sickness.
you shook your head. “i bought an alternative,” a few treats were pulled out of the bag. “ice pops. they’re cheap, and they are basically shaved ice. you can eat as many as you want, anything for the sake of you getting better.”
the thermometer that you had also pulled out of the bag was placed in haechan’s mouth.
haechan pouted while it took his temperature, because of how babied he was right now. it was to get him better faster, but he was supposed to be an adult, moving out into his old place. yet here you were, taking care of him.
“did you get any rest?” you held his face in your hands. partly to just coddle him further.
the thermometer beeped, and you took it out.
102 degrees.
still lower than the previous day.
“no.. I feel like my insides are on fire,” his voice was nasally and cute, the entirety of his nose red and irritated.
“and that’s what the ice pops are for, hyuck,” you peeled off the seal and handed it to him.
he took it from you, and stuck it in his mouth. immediately, his body felt a little more at peace, and his muscles relaxed.
earlier, he tried eating ice.
all that did was hurt his teeth. this was a happy solution to that madness. “how many did you buy?” he mumbled around the pop.
“i bought six, because I knew you would like them. they’re pretty big, so it should last you today and tomorrow. and just so you know these aren’t meals.”
“yeah, yeah,” haechan rolled his eyes and looked back at the TV.
“while you’re occupied, let’s take the sheet off of you, too,” you climbed onto the bed and laid next to him, close enough for comfort, but far enough to keep him from heating up. “you need to rest, once you’re done, got it?”
again, he rolled his eyes, but laid his head against your shoulders. his legs were tucked close to his body.
the show was getting good.
even if he was with you, he wouldn’t want to miss any of it - despite the fact that he was watching it again.
the couple in the show were getting closer, and he could actually see their chemistry. “look, look, they-” haechan pouted.
the ending music of the episode was playing, just as it seemed they would kiss. “how long have you been sleeping..” he set the empty ice pop inside the bag and grabbed another one.
best take advantage of this moment. haechan let you rest back on the pillows, curling you into his side as much as he wanted while covering you up with the sheet.
for extra measure, he slipped the mask off, down and under your chin.
“much better.” haechan grinned proudly.
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nearly two episodes down the line, he felt his eyelids starting to get heavy, and he began to miss a few seconds of the show at a time. as a boring and ineffective part played out, his eyes began to shut. just then, you decided to wake up.
“hyuck..” you groaned, sitting up. “you didn’t even take your medicine..” it took you several moments to realize that your mask was off, but when you did, you playfully slapped his arm.
“stop, stop! I just wanted to see your face,” haechan pouted for the nth time this visit. “i’ll take my medicine if you give me a kiss.”
you pulled the medicine out of the bag and measured it out. “if you get me sick, I will be so mad at you, lee haechan, because some of us have to function in the real world, as fully functioning adults.” you held his chin and gave him a prolonged peck before handing him his medicine.
“hey!” it was hard to tell what part of his face was blushing, and what was red from his cold.
the way that you nonchalantly acknowledged the feelings you had for one another is what really sealed the deal for him. “thank you,” haechan mumbled as he took the medicine.
“i’m going now, before I catch more germs than I can afford.”
he stood up and grabbed your hand. “goodbye.” haechan’s eyes were wide, and he was feeling much bolder now that he was satisfied and not feeling like his insides were an inferno. he wrapped his arms around your torso and laid his head on your shoulder.
“goodbye, hyuck, take care of yourself while i’m gone, okay?” you rubbed his back and kissed his head. “my phone is always on if you need me.”
haechan retreated back to his bed, where he listened to you leave, before pulling out his phone to text you an unnecessarily long series of heart themed emojis.
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ohmygs-blog · 3 days
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HELLO :0 ok but like what do the dreamies do when bae is clingy😔😔
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being clingy with the dreamies.
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joyoushyuck · 1 month
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Donghyuck is still sleeping when you wake up.
He looks peaceful, you think. Not a common sight, you'd even call his sleeping form the eighth wonder because a conscious Donghyuck is never calm. His cheeks are puffy, lips set in a cute pout, hair a royal mess. You thread your fingers through his unruly strands in an attempt to tame them.
Donghyuck's hand is loosely thrown around your waist but you know you couldn't wiggle out of it even if you tried. Not that you want to; it's cozier this way with his legs thrown over yours and body moulded perfectly to fit against your curves.
A few stray rays of light escape through your curtains, forming a magical halo around Donghyuck's face, giving it the softest of glows. Your finger traces his many moles. He looks ethereal like this. You feel an overwhelming amount of love for this man.
You want to protect him, even though the love bites painting his bare torso, the medusa tattoo just above his waist band and his toned biceps don't call for any protection. If anything, your frangible heart is the only thing that requires a lee from the whirlwind that is your boyfriend.
"You're staring babe," and you jump, heart thudding loud and so-not-proud against your chest. The room seems hotter than it was a moment ago, the peaceful ambience destroyed by his usual playfulness. He cracks an eye open and shoots a complacent smirk in your general direction.
"You don't have to scare me like that, you creep!" You huff, embarassed to face him. You try to get out of his hold; an impossible feat because he works out and you don't. So you take refuge among the fulffiness of the many pillows thrown over your bed.
"Says the one who was staring at me," is his smug reply, which earns a slap on his toned chest. Again, he's hardly affected by it. Atleast he has the decency to pretend it hurts.
Your breathing is still audibly heavy from the shock. He runs a placating hand on your back as a quiet apology. "Good morning," he mumbles, nuzzling his nose into your hair.
"Too late for that, don't you think," you spit in lieu of a reply, no real bite in your words. He chuckles, the sound arising from what you can only imagine to be the deepest parts of him, so low, so attractive, so domestic.
He kisses your hair with an obnoxiously loud smack and then giggles like a teenage girl because he's silly like that. Silly and annoying and so, so cute, his existence stimulates your most primal urges; you love him so much your chest hurts.
And you aren't scared to let him know what he does to you. "I love you." It's out of blue, and most definitely not a regular happening. You feel him stiffen, breath catching in his throat and heart beating infinitely faster. The playfulness drains out of him, leaving a sincere man who loves you with his entire being.
His hand on your waist pulls you closer. He kisses you properly this time, lips moving against yours slowly, like he wants to savour this moment as much as you do. When you break the kiss, he rests his forehead on yours, a hand holding your cheek carefully like you are delicate china. Precious. His.
"Me too," he says breathily. Donghyuck is looking at you - your eyes, nose, lips - searching your face. And when he finds what he's looking for, "I love you too, my pretty baby. So, so, so much."
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daegall · 8 months
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Just one more.
pairing: bf!hyuck x reader
genre: fluff, established relationship!AU, domestic!AU
warnings: none (if any are found, please inform)
word count: 771 words
a/n: IM BACK BABYYYYY THE URGE TO WRITE IS SO BIG RN LIKE MY HYUCK BRAINROT IS GOING TO EXPLODE MY BRAINS I SWEARRR
networks/taglist: @neoturtles @knet-bakery @kflixnet @nct-writers @k-radio + @soobin-chois @markhyuckselca @jaehunnyy @justalildumpling <3
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Your alarm rings annoyingly loud today. Most likely because you stayed up all night watching all the marvel movies in order. You don't regret any part of it.
As you start to wake up to turn it off, you are suddenly jerked back onto the bed, and you groan.
Right. You spent all night watching all the marvel movies in order with your boyfriend. Who now is pulling you ever so closely to him, digging his nose into the base of your neck.
As much as you love whatever is going on, you would much rather enjoy it after you turn off your stupid clock.
"Hyuck." You grumble out, pushing his arms away from your body. All your tries fail, however, as he mindlessly hums and easily brings them around you right again.
"Hyuck, the alarm."
He smiles into your skin, humming. "The alarm."
"Let me turn it off, please."
He lets out a hearty yawn, blinking his eyes up at you, before he smiles and shakes his head. "No," His legs now tangle with yours, as his arms tighten around you.
"Fine," you murmur. Just as Donghyuck thinks he's won your little war, he flinches just a second later as you wriggle away from his touch, untangling yourself from the cuddle puddle, and rolling onto the floor.
Donghyuck's whines resonate through the room as you stand up and turn off the clock, his arms reaching out to you. You're still half asleep, standing, fully out of it, as Donghyuck continues to stare at you.
He sighs a moment later, fondly, looking at your state. Your eyes are barely open, and you're swaying side to side slowly, ready to collapse on the spot to sleep on the ground.
Donghyuck will not allow it, however, as he sits up to grab your arm. The action causes you to wake just a little bit, as he pulls you back onto the bed, right between his legs, your back against his chest. The position is oddly very comfortable.
Your beloved boyfriend wraps his arms around your shoulders, chin resting on your shoulder, as he quickly pecks at your jaw.
"Still tired?" He mumbles right by your ear, craning his neck to look at your face fully.
Just at that moment, you yawn, and nod, leaning back onto Donghyuck. He coos at your response, watching as your eyes blink slowly, before connecting with his.
He can't help himself, not even trying to stop himself, as he twists you around to place a kiss by your cheek, and then one by your chin. He holds you in place, hands gently by the sides of your neck, when you start squirming, chuckling as he places more by your nose, jaw, neck, trailing all the way up to your eyelids and your forehead, his kisses warm and sweet.
You can't say you hate what's going on, the feeling of his kisses addicting, and you hold your hands over his as he skims his lips down your nose bridge.
Finally, he reaches your lips. He stops right as his lips ghost over yours, to look at you up close. You look so happy, so fucking ethereal with your lips pulled into a smile and your eyes closed from how much you smile.
As much as he wants to keep staring at you, he wants to shower you in kisses more, and that's exactly what he does. Donghyuck's hands travel to engulf your cheeks, holding you dearly as he leans in once, twice, thrice, several times to leave sweet pecks against your lips. He keeps coming in for more, the feeling of your skin against his, your smiley lips against his, the sounds of your laughter bringing him back again and again and again.
"Hyuck," You mumble in between kisses and laughs, "Hyuck, stop!"
He hums, mumbling against your lips, "Just one more, I swear!"
One leads to two, and two leads to ten, as he continues to kiss you for what seems like hours.
And finally, he parts from your lips, leaning away to observe your face once again, full of love and happiness.
He sighs, "Ready for the day?"
You hum, lacing yoru fingers through his, "One more kiss?"
How could he ever turn down such an offer?
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rainbowhao · 29 days
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nerd haechan
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nerd haechan who can't help but stare at you every lecture like a love-sick puppy
nerd haechan who is a stuttering mess when you approach him, asking to work together on the first project of the semester, because what do you mean he was on your radar?
nerd haechan who wears baggy clothes and hides his pretty face behind long bangs and chunky glasses
nerd haechan who sits on your bed only when you practically shove him backward, telling him to make himself comfortable
nerd haechan who fantasizes about what kind of things you do ontop these sheets, who nearly gets hard when your hand accidentally brushes his while showing him something
nerd haechan who rushes home to jack off, your scent somehow clinging to his shirt as he cums in his fisted hand and all over his thighs
nerd haechan who can't face you after what he's done—continues to do nearly every night—so he avoids you at all costs
nerd haechan who is caught off guard when you whisper something in his ear tucked away in the library, fingers lightly grazing his forearm
nerd haechan who groans when you kiss him with no hesitation, your lips hot and plush against his own like you're not in a public place
nerd haechan who allows your hand to slip beneath his waistband and grip his hardening cock, secretly stroking him under the table 
nerd haechan who can barely see out his glasses that have fogged from breathing heavy and he can't be bothered to wipe off
nerd haechan who is willing to do anything and everything you want, who is more than eager to please you even if inexperienced
nerd haechan who nearly goes to heaven the first time he tastes you when you invite him over to watch a movie one night
nerd haechan who cums in his pants when he eats you out and hides his face in the couch cushion because he's so embarrassed
nerd haechan who makes out with you in random bathrooms on campus, who finally begs to let him fuck you right then and there because he needs you so bad
a/n: i just reached 1k followers! thank you so much! my writing has changed a lot the past year (it's crazy to think that only a handful of months ago i didn't know how to write smut). i hope to put out content that people enjoy and continue to improve with every post.
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babysun412 · 4 months
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Nct Drean Reaction: You surprise him after being long distance
Mark
Being so far apart from you has him thinking about you 24/7. He never shuts up about you to his members and constantly relates everything back to you. He writes songs about you, poems about you, he even writes letters he plans to give you when he sees you. Everytime you get off a call with each other he sits in silence for a moment and wishes you were there with him. Most of his saddest moments are the second you say goodbye on the phone.
So when he opens his bedroom door after a long day of practice and sees your bright smiley face. He can't help but tackle you in the biggest hug he can. You both land on top of his bed and his face is pressed in your neck as he says "No way" over and over again. He refuses to let go of you for the rest of the day.
"Holy shit, you're here. I love so much baby. Oh my god-"
Renjun
I honestly think he would cry. He would seem the least affected by being in a long distance relationship but it would secretly hit him the hardest. One of his favorite things is just to be with you. He tries to make the most out of the time you do get to see each other but in the end it always feels too short. The texts and calls keep him going throughout the day but he wants nothing more but to see your smile in person again.
You walk into the practice room after Jaemin picked you up and helped you surprise him. Renjun was the only one in the room and once he saw you through the mirror...he broke. His mouth was wide open in disbelief as he went straight into your arms. You couldn't help but coo as he cried gently into your shoulder, whispering how much he missed you. You would try to calm him down but he was ready to find a way to keep you by his side for good.
"I missed you... please stay."
Jeno
Jeno is %100 the member who would call and text you the most. He'll call to ask simple questions like what to grab at the grocery store or he'll even call when he's gaming just to hear your nagging. He gets so sad when you don't answer even though he knows it's probably for a good reason. He just wants to share his thoughts with the only person he always wants to hear them.
He got sad when you didn't answer his call. Like where tf are you? This is your regularly scheduled Jeno time. He'd be speechless when he sees you making dinner in the kitchen. You'd so causal about saying hello before laughing at his frozen state. You would giggle as he runs towards you and picks you up in a hug. But before you can say anything he would pull you into the most passionate kiss of your life.
"Jeno-"
"Shh, I wanna kiss my baby."
Haechan (Donghyuck)
Donghyuck just loves affection so it would be hard for him to do long distance. You would both call and text each other a lot but some days it's just not enough for him. He would beat himself up for being sad that you aren't there because he knows it's not your fault. But sometimes he just feels so helpless on how to feel better. He just misses you so much.
For the first time ever, he doesn't say a word when he sees you in the dressing room after his concert. Your smile would begin to fade when he doesn't say anything but as soon as you get closer he pulls you as close as you can get to each other. His face would bury itself in your neck as he would breathe in the scent he missed so much. He would not let you out of his arms for the longest time and you would both stand in the middle of the dressing room hugging despite the other people around.
"Please just hug me and pet my hair."
Jaemin
Jaemin tries to be as present in your life as possible when you are apart. He memories your daily schedules and is always reminding you to eat and get enough sleep. Taking care of you is something that takes his mind off the distance between you. He wants you to know that he's doing well too so that you can have no worries when you finally see each other again. Unfortunately, that's not how everything works sometimes.
You had come to surprise him at his dorm and he almost screams in joy after he walks through the door. He would run to you with a smile and hug you as tight as he can. But what he doesn't expect is for you to start crying into his chest. You felt like in order to keep him happy that you needed to pretend to be happy too. You felt like you needed to hide how much you missed him but you can't anymore. Jaemin would feel awful seeing you cry and his top priority would be to make you happy again.
"Baby, we can do so much while you're here! We can go on dates and hold hands and kiss and have s-"
"JAEMIN!" *Smack*
"I was gonna say sleepovers! But I mean~"
"Na Jaemin."
Chenle
Chenle understands that you have your own life and schedules but he would struggle with the fact you can't just maneuver them around whenever you want. Why can't you just take your lunch break when he gets a chance to grab his own food? Why can't you just skip class when he finally has a break in his schedule to call you? He's not mad about it or anything but he just gets worried if you both aren't able to find time for each other then your relationship might fall apart. It would mean everything to Chenle when you come to surprise him.
His mom was actually the one who suggested for you to come surprise Chenle. He was finally going to be visiting his home and his mom talked about how much he's been talking about you. So when Chenle sees you standing in his bedroom in his house in his home country...he realizes you're the one. Neither of you had said I love you yet and the second he sees you it's the only thing he's able to say.
"SURPRISE!"
"..."
"Lele?"
"I love you."
Jisung
Jisung would be another one who doesn't show how much the distance affects him. He thinks about you a lot more than you know. He's always wondering what you are doing or when he sees something funny he instantly sends it to you because he knows it'll make you laugh. Jisung would like to have that close, cute and cheesy relationship with you but he respects the reasons on why you're both apart. He doesn't want to seem selfish by complaining about the distance.
When he enters the dark room, he thinks that his hyungs are doing the obvious birthday cake surprise. What he doesn't expect is for his hyungs to scream happy birthday and show you standing behind them. His mouth would drop open and he'd look around like he's questioning if this is real. Once you go to hug him, he would press your foreheads together and nuzzle the tip of your nose with his. The closeness he's been craving for finally being fulfilled.
"Happy Birthday, baby."
"You're finally here."
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writemekpop · 2 months
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Love Drunk | Lee Donghyuck (Haechan)
Summary: When Haechan accidentally proposes to you during sex, you don’t know how to react. 
Genre: Established relationship AU, fluff
Word count: <1k
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“Oh yes, right there,” Haechan sighed as your bodies rocked in time with each other.
His strong hand stroked up and down your waist, resting possessively on your butt. It sent a shiver through your thin T-shirt to your skin.
“Marry me, Y/n,” he gasped. 
You froze, staring at Haechan. 
He opened his eyes wide and stared back at you. 
“What did you just say?” you whispered, moving away from him. 
“Nothing – whatever – I was babbling,” Haechan said. 
“No you weren’t. You said… you wanted to marry me.” You wrapped your arms over your knees and stared at them in disbelief.
“People say that!” Haechan said. “It’s like, a sex thing. You don’t really mean it.”
You frowned. “’Choke me’ is a sex thing, Haechan. Not marry me.” 
You felt the pit in your stomach grow and grow. “Please go, Haechan. Just get out of my room,” you managed to say before your throat closed up. 
As soon as Haechan closed the door behind him, the tears welled in your eyes. 
This was meant to be a casual relationship, just for a year or so until you graduated. You still had so much to do. You were meant to make your first feature film, get an internship with a studio, and buy your own place before you even thought about marriage.
Your thoughts were interrupted by a gentle knock on the door. 
You opened the door for Haechan, then sat on the floor. He came and sat quietly next to you. 
“You know, when someone asks you to marry them, it’s usually considered a good thing,” he said, wiping the tears from your cheeks.
You laughed. “So you were asking me, huh?” 
Haechan shook his head, his eyebrows coming together. “No. But really, is the idea of marrying me so terrible?” 
You looked at Haechan for a long moment, then shook your head. 
“No, it’s not,” you said. “That’s the problem. Marrying you would be amazing. You cook the best Chinese, you let me talk about Quentin Tarantino all day, and you think I’m beautiful even when I look like this,” you say, wiping your nose. 
“Right. That sounds like a decent reason to cry,” Haechan said gravely, so you punched him in the shoulder. 
“Everything’s all wrong. I wasn’t meant to find a husband at the age of twenty-two!” 
“You- seriously want to marry me?” Haechan said, his eyes widening. 
“Yes,” you said. “Do you seriously want to marry me?” 
Haechan nodded.
Haechan cupped the side of your face and kissed you. His lips were softer and plumper than imagination. You felt like the room was spinning all around you. You were going to get married. You were going to get married!
You said, “Then that means…”
When you pulled away, you were still dizzy.
“You do want to marry me, right? That wasn’t just ‘a sex thing’?” you said, grinning. 
Haechan nodded, grinning. “I do.” 
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be-my-sunrise · 4 months
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12:06am
pairings: bf!haechan x fem!reader
genre: smut, minors pls dni
word count: 637
warnings: oral (m receiving), deep throating, reader gives him head in a car full of people, cum swallowing
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"Babe, can't you just wait until we get to the villa?"
Haechan spoke in a hushed tone, not wanting to alert the others. You press your palm against his crotch and massage the growing bulge in response. A shiver runs through his spine when you lick the spot below his ear before whispering softly.
"But I want you right now, Hyuckie. Please?"
You give him your best pout and pleading eyes. Haechan glances around the car while you continue to pepper kisses on his neck. Mark has his full attention on the road, Jaemin–who sits on the passenger's seat–is busy picking which song to blast through the speaker next, Winter has her earphones in and is too engrossed in the movie playing on her phone to notice anything, and Giselle is asleep next to her. The two of you are sitting at the very back, so technically, it should be fine.. right?
"Fine. But if they hear–"
"They won't, baby." 
Wasting no time, you quickly pull the zipper down and take his cock out before he changes his mind. You lean down to lick stripes up and trail the tip of your tongue along the veins of his cock. Haechan shifts on his seat, slightly sitting sideways because he wants to look at your face when he stuffs it full with his cock.
You swirl your tongue on the tip of his cock, tasting the precum before closing your lips around it. You hollow your cheeks to suck the tip while pumping his length as well. He almost let a moan slip when you start bobbing your head, but he managed to hold it back.
He brushes your hair, collecting each strand in his fist, making it into a makeshift ponytail. He grabs his phone and opens the camera app to take pictures of you. Once he's satisfied with the pictures, he puts his phone away. He pushes your head up and down while you massage his balls. He bites hard on his lower lip, trying to suppress his moans. You can hear him panting quietly, but it was still loud enough for you to hear. 
Haechan's breath hitches in his throat as you hollow your cheeks once more. He thrusts his hips, basically fucking your mouth at this point. His abdomen tenses as he's nearing his release, so he pushes your head down all the way, holding it in place. Your eyes start watering as you struggle to fit his entire length in your mouth. He closes his eyes, enjoying the warmth of your mouth.
You look up at your boyfriend through your lashes and the sight of him makes you moan, sending vibrations through his cock. Chest heaving, his head leaned back, eyebrows knitted together, lip slightly parted, and bonus points because his bottom lip is a bit swollen from him biting down on it. His hips jerks up from the sensation, pushing his cock even deeper, your nose pressing against his lower abdomen.
You almost choke when he shoots his load down your throat, but you manage to catch every last drop. You even show him that you swallowed everything. Haechan smiles as he drags his thumb to wipe off the saliva pooling on the corners of your lips.
"Good girl."
You straighten your back and fix your hair while he tucks himself back in his pants. He turns to you, cradling your face softly and pulls you closer for a kiss. You break the kiss and lean your head on his shoulder. Haechan looks around the car,  eyeing his friends once more and lets out a small sigh of relief, knowing that his friends are oblivious.
But little did he know, someone did catch your naughty act, silently wishing to join the two of you. After all, Haechan wasn't exactly discreet about it.
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