#nct 127 x fem reader
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a lonely flight in Milan, or, when the daylight shines in Baguio (lty)
Pairing: Taeyong (NCT) x fem! Reader
Tags: Modern AU, Mutual Pining, Strangers to Friends to Lovers, Eventual Relationships, and Light Angst Also very much self-indulgent
Warnings: None
Word Count: 7,478 words
Summary: People come and pass by, some stay, some don't, and some left a remainder of their lives to us.
A/N: So, I had these fic idea based on the movie I have watched on Netflix the other day! So I thought why I not write yet another self-indulgent birthday fic like I used to. And if you know the reference of this fic, well, it is based on ‘That Thing Called Tadhana.’ But then again, this is loosely inspired from that movie, and I added my own elements a la eurydicesflower.
Also posted on: Archive of Our Own
The airport staff have been looking at you with worried looks. You're already frowning to the bone as you discard your stuff from your luggage. You really don't have any other choice but to throw away half of your clothes to the airport trash bin. Your luggage exceeds more than 23 kilograms and your luggage weighs 30 kilograms. You deeply sigh as you throw away the stuffed toy dog into the trash. Your lovely thongs? Down the trash.
“Fuck this life.” You curse under your breath as you tuck in your luggage again so you can weigh it again.
You have been doing this for the last 30 minutes now. And if the weighing scale would not allow you again to board the plane, you are ready to burst out in flames. When you weigh your luggage again, you grit your teeth in annoyance because your luggage was only more than two kilograms, meaning you will be throwing more of your clothes in the trash. You curse under your breath as you drag away your luggage. Here you go again, beside your buddy for tonight, the trash bin.
“Miss?”
Someone calls your attention. You are about to lash at him, but you decided that it was not worth all of your energy now that you had poured all of it on discarding your clothes.
“You seemed like you needed help with your luggage?”
You gaze on your luggage and look up at him, saying: ‘No shit.’
You turn your back against him and you hear the man before you sigh, and crouches down to level with you.
“I can help you with your luggage. You can put most of your things on mine since I don't have much.”
You turn your attention to him again, and he shows his luggage. It was a smaller one compared to yours. It was a pink one with numerous cartoon stickers on it. You recognize characters from Spongebob to Howl from Howl’s Moving Castle.
“Why are you helping me? Do we have the same flight?” You asked.
“You’re going to Manila, too, right? So, I guess helping someone wouldn’t harm me in any way.”
You slowly nodded your head, but you are still skeptical of the man.
“You’re not a killer, are you? Are you sure you're not going to kill me?” You look up to him, and to your surprise, the man laughs heartily, and his eyes crinkle when he smiles. You roll your eyes at him but the moment you stare at him for a moment, maybe because of the stress, you don't bother looking at the man’s face. But the more you stare at him, that man was so fucking handsome as hell. It was not an exaggeration because who would have thought that you will encounter a man like him in a fucking public airport? Like who would have thought that of all places, you will meet a man that is sculpted by the gods itself, handcrafted like he had come from a webtoon with the mix of elvish and angelic look in a public place like this?
‘Excuse my language but who the fuck are you?’ You mumble out loud in awe.
You don't seem to realize that he had heard what you said, and he extended his hand to you, and introduced himself.
“Taeyong Lee at your service, ma’am. I have friends in Manila right now and I had to meet them there before I go back to Seoul in one week. I promise you that I won’t kill you. Did that help?” He smiled with his eyes.
“That’s what killers say, though…” You told him as you shook hands with him and told your name while still giving a skeptical look.
“And that’s what killers often say, too.” His smile grew even more as you rolled your eyes but it made your lips curl into a small smile.
“So, now that we are acquainted, let's start repacking, shall we?” He said before you proceeded with moving your things from the trash bin to his luggage.
The man, no, Taeyong’s company made your night bearable after the stressful time you had in Milan. Normally, you don’t trust anyone, and of course you wouldn’t forget the saying ‘Don’t talk to strangers,’ but what if that stranger has genuine intentions? Though, you know for sure if you let your guard down, maybe this man was lying and he would just proceed to kill you right now and stuff your dead body inside your luggage and then—
“Hey, you’re zoning out, you okay?” He asks, snapping you away from your fleeting thoughts.
You found yourself nodding quickly and mumbling ‘I’m fine,’ as you helped him move your things onto his small luggage. All those thoughts slowly disappearing, you surprisingly enjoyed the stranger’s presence.
-
You are seated by the window during the plane ride. Beside you, there was Taeyong who was taking a nap. You don’t know what to talk about so instead, you put on your earphones so you can listen to music. As you open your music app in shuffle, coincidentally, it is playing Cornelia Street by Taylor Swift, specifically the Live from Paris Version. Your tears are now building up in your eyes as you listen to the song.
You are once again brought back by the memories you had with your ex-fiancé. You sang the lyrics as you started to cry out loud. He was the one who had dedicated this song to you. You could remember his acoustic guitar, and singing to you at dusk during your second anniversary. He even brought you your favorite strawberry cake, and celebrated under the stars. He was a romantic, and you fell through him.
You love him for what he was worth, and you had hoped he was the same. And all those years you believed him, did he ever really love you?
You don’t seem to notice that Taeyong gave you a box of tissues not until it was placed down on your lap. You looked at him, and held back your tears.
“Oh, I don’t need it—”
“You need it. Go on,” he said, not taking the tissue box from you.
Even though you refused to take it from him, sooner or later, you will cry after you repeat the song more than five times now. And the tissue box? It’s almost half empty, wiping all of your tears and snot. Taeyong only looks at you with pity, though, he didn’t say anything nor tease you. He gives you space to let out all of your emotions until you have used up all of your energy which in the end, you are now leaning against him as you fall asleep completely.
-
For fuck's sake, do people not have any shame doing PDAs? That’s just plain rude and insensitive. You grimace at the couple and say, “Go take the Taxi first. I think you two needed a room now.”
You roll your eyes at bitterness.
“Aren’t you going home now?” Taeyong stands beside you as you wait for another taxi to come in.
Being patient is an understatement for the man beside you because Taeyong had been with you from the Milan airport until you waited for your baggage at the Manila airport. He was not asking questions unless you talked about life stories with him. And for a guy like him, you didn’t know why he was sticking with you even after you gave him snarky retorts after a long flight from Milan to Manila.
“I don’t want to go home yet...” You confess as you stare down at the taxis in front of you. You don’t want to go home yet. Not now. You can’t just show your face at home. It feels like there is something you wanted to do, but you just can’t seem to know what it is, so now here you are at the airport, giving side-eyes at every couple you see.
“Then, why don’t we go find something to eat first?”
The moment he asked that, your tummy rumbled. You didn’t argue at him anymore because you were already hungry, so now you two were at a Japanese restaurant. You were the one who suggested it since you are craving tempura and sushi, and here was Taeyong together with your little trip.
“What did you even do back in Milan? Like why are you there in the first place?” You asked curiously. You don’t know a thing about him ever since you two met in Milan. Although obviously, this was the first time you two have met.
“Now you wanted to ask about me?”
“Of course, at least I know something about you before you can kill me.” You roll your eyes at him while he scoffs playfully before he shakes his head at your morbid remark.
“I was there for a job because my client wants me to be there in Milan.” He starts off with a small shrug.
“Woah, you’re big time. What do you even do for a living when you have a client based in Milan?”
“I’m a graphic designer. And yes, I design.” He cuts you off before you tease him. “And coincidentally, I just found out that my friend was there and he was one of the models there in that same agency. We decided to catch up there while we were not too busy with both of our jobs.” He shares casually, and shows some of his sample works with you from his phone.
One of the pictures had caught your attention when you noticed that one of the female models seemed familiar to you. You kept on staring at it for like five seconds not until Taeyong asked if something’s wrong.
“No, no, I’m fine…” You smile at him and steer away the conversation even if you know there will be more questions inside his mind.
“Since you’re an artist then? So, what are your hobbies?” You look at him with curiosity while you move your hand under your chin.
“What is this? A job interview? Do I even get hired for your company, ma’am?” He raises a brow while a small curl tugged on his lips as he looks at you. Meanwhile, you throw an unused napkin on his chest to rub that cheeky smirk on his face.
“I am just asking and I am curious.” You pout, and he just laughs it off.
“Well, I have these tattoos that I designed.” He rolled up his sleeves and showed some of his tattoos.
“I never knew that you had tattoos.”
That’s because he was wearing a long-sleeved white button-down shirt. Of course, I wouldn’t see it.
“Yeah, you can take a look.” He shows his left and right arm respectively to you. On his left arm, it has a tattoo of a cartoon dog, and a shooting star. You can’t just describe all of the tattoos but he does really have a bunch of them. There was even a rabbit balloon tattoo on his right arm. “I also have the word ‘understand’ on the back of my arms.”
“Meaning?”
“Meaning I try to be someone who tries to understand people,” he says.
“That’s… profound...” You mumble in awe and he nods.
“And I also forgot to mention that I have one on my sternum.” He points at the middle of his chest.
“You had a tattoo there?” You scoff unbelievably.
“You are a pervert.” He grins widely when he sees the flustered look in your face but you are quick to dismiss his comment. “Excuse me? You are the one who told me you had one on your chest.” You scoff as you cross your arms as Taeyong smiles cheekily at you.
“Do you want to see it then?”
Before you can even bite back a snarky refusal, he unbuttons his white shirt and shows you his twin dragon tattoo on his sternum. You didn’t even try to stop him, you just stared at it like it was the expensive dress you saw at a boutique in Milan. ‘It’s beautiful,’ you muttered to yourself.
“Does that hurt? I’ve read that when you have a tattoo there, it's one of the most painful parts...” You ask in a hush tone, curiosity laced in your voice.
“Well, I slept through it so I don’t think it hurts.” He shrugs before buttoning his shirt back. “So, are you happy you saw a stranger's tattoo?” He asks, and once again there was that lopsided smirk on his lips that you wanted to wipe off of his face.
“Shut up.” You smiled at him either way, and proceeded to eat your dinner when it had arrived.
-
You insist on ordering a bottle of beer, but you don’t seem to realize that you’re about to have your seventh bottle of beer with you. You don’t even know if Taeyong was drinking with you, and the fact that he hadn’t left you, you don’t know why. Instead of leaving you alone in the restaurant, he was out here with you, listening to your ramblings about your pathetic fiancé. You tell him all about your ex. You tell Taeyong all the things that made you fall for him and all the things you love about him, and all the reasons why you are so stupidly in love with him.
“That man... He's the one I was supposed to marry yaknow...” you slurred. “For eight years. Eight fucking years, we've been together and he fucking cheated on me on fucking Milan of all places.” You chuckle bitterly as you recall the day you saw him there. You even dressed to the nines. Donning your hard-earned Prada black satin dress, and Dior pump, you went to his place where he was staying there and then instead of seeing your ex-fiancé alone, he was with another woman. He was supposed to be the one surprised, not his mistress and it was absolutely not your own fiancé.
People are right about trauma dumping on strangers especially when you had liquor on your side. The story comes out of your mouth automatically, and it felt good telling all your problems to him that night. Letting out your grievances onto someone you don’t know never felt so good and that night, you felt you were not being judged by him.
“That's because you love him,” he said in between your rants.
“Love him? Yeah, I may love him but I am fucking stupid enough to love him. Fuck him. But yeah… I love him… I love him… Jae… I miss him…” You choke out a sob as you take another swig of your beer. You don't count how many beers you have drunk already but you are sure that you're about to pass out and vomit the last food you ate.
“Do you know where Baguio is? Because I want to go to Baguio.” You grin sheepishly at the man beside you. The only thing you remember before you completely pass out was you finally vomited on the gutter and Taeyong was comforting you, and he never left your side.
-
You woke yourself up seated at a bus seat with a blanket wrapped around you.
‘Oh, fuck now where am I?’ You quickly blink your eyes as you scan the surroundings, and your eyes fall on the man you met at the airport.
“Where the fuck are we? Where are you taking me?”
“Milan.”
“Fuck you.”
He just grins at you and you roll your eyes.
“You know I am gullible you know.” You grumble in annoyance and wrap the blanket even tighter around your arms. You turn to your right side and rest your head against the window so that you can ignore the man beside you. But even if you ignore him, you can’t shake away the unnerving thought about going home and not going on a road trip with a stranger you met at the airport.
“Where are we going?”
“You told me you wanted to go to Baguio so I messaged one of my friends about it, and told me to go to the nearest bus station so now we’re on the way to Baguio.”
“I said that? We’re going to Baguio? When?”
“I don’t think you’ll remember but you told me that last night.”
Your head was still throbbing from the hangover, and it didn’t help when Taeyong had told you that this was your idea to go on a road trip on the way to Baguio.
“By the way let me ask you something: What’s in Baguio?”
You sighed deeply, and massaged your head. “Stop asking me questions.”
“Okay.” He shut his mouth afterwards.
You thank him silently before you focus your eyes on the plantains you pass by. You count the cows, and the goats you see until you get bored and finally decide to answer Taeyong’s question.
“Well, Baguio is where he and I had our first date on our first anniversary. So, we decided to celebrate there.” You started. “Baguio was very special to me, but now…”
“Do you want Baguio to revisit those old memories?”
You bit the inside of your cheek. You can’t just tell everything to Taeyong but apparently you have told almost all of your life to someone like him who had only been your companion since last night. And maybe this was just like a start of something new, and maybe the universe was just acting upon its powers and made you meet this kind of man— charming yet quite intriguing in a way that you didn’t even feel anything suspicious because there was just something that you couldn’t explain. That something was already on the tip of your tongue.
“Maybe I just wanted to make new ones and replace those bad memories?” You trail off your words. “Like I don’t know if you’re familiar with how a female lead in romcoms do— when they tend to get broken hearted because of their ex and then they will go soul searching— just like that. I wanted to do something like that.” You let out the lump in your throat, and you never felt so relieved when you had told someone about that. It was out of your agendas the whole week, but the choice is really yours, it’s either you head back and go home and sulk for the rest of the month, OR, go to Baguio with Taeyong and make some new memories.
And in the end, you choose the latter.
“Count me in, though, technically I am already here with you, but you get the point—let me help you with that if that’s okay for you,” he said.
You chuckle at him. You don’t really expect that a man you just met would just do this, but who are you to refuse? If he was willing to help you, then why not? Maybe he has a reason why he was doing all of this. You just hope that it is with good reason or else you are ready to raise your fists against him if he ever does something bad to you.
“Well, be my guest.”
-
Your bus arrived at Baguio and you two found yourselves wandering around. You asked him if he had booked a hotel because there’s no way he could book right away in the city, turns out he had a friend who happened to have a lodging in the city. You now wonder who the hell is this man and why does he have so many connections to easily book an accommodation. Once you had left your belongings in your lodging, the two of you wandered around Burnham Park.
You take turns to point out what you see around the park. One time, he had pointed at a Papillon dog and he told you about his pet dog, Ruby, who had passed away recently. He also explained the meaning of his tattoo, and the answer to your question on who that dog could be was finally answered.
When you two decided to buy some snacks around, you two found a small ice cream shop. You noticed that he definitely like Strawberry flavor because of the way his eyes sparkled and grinned as he received the ice cream. You told yourself that it was so cute of him and you even ended up ordering one even though you are planning to get Cookies and Cream.
And once again, he was listening to your ramblings again as you two sat at the park, watching the park goers come and go.
“Wait, what was his name again?” He asks when you are in the nth time telling him about your ex-boyfriend.
“Didn’t I tell you already?”
He just gave a shrug as his response.
“Why didn’t you say so? Well, he is Jaehyun. Jaehyung Jeong. He's a photographer for models in famous magazines like Vogue, Esquire and Elle. And Milan happened to be one of the places he was assigned to. I was really happy for him, honestly. Like his partner, I am very supportive of him even if we are in a long-distance relationship. But we made it work. We never failed to update each other. We even had these scheduled video calls every night for almost two years but one night… I don’t know how or why or when it had happened, but that particular day, he seemed preoccupied…”
You remember that night. He was in a rush. Didn’t even take a time to say a word to you right after you just told him about the project you landed on your job.
When you thought that would be the last time that he would do it to you, you didn’t think that it would also be the last time you called each other every night. But then again, you were understanding to him, and you just let it go without confronting him about it.
When the usual nights you were in your pajamas and waiting for him to call, it turned into weeks to months waiting for him to call instead of just messaging you like he had gone cold.
“Did you ever get to know the reason?”
“Oh, yeah damn right I did but that was when I flew all the way to Milan. You know, to know the answers to my questions.” You smiled bitterly before you resumed telling bits of the story to Taeyong.
“I didn’t believe it when I didn’t see it even though my friends already told me something must have happened so… I gathered up all of my savings, and even asked my friends to back me up, and thank God they were all supportive of me because it is never easy to be flying alone in a country that you’re not familiar with— you never know what you should expect… But deep inside, I think I already knew the reason why but… I wasn’t just ready to hear it even though my friends kept on telling me that...”
Taeyong then offers you a cup of juice, and you chug it in one drink and you close your eyes and sighed deeply.
“I am just in denial, Taeyong…” You trail off your words. “I am just in denial to the point I thought he would be welcoming me in his arms but instead…” You choked out a sob. “Instead, I saw him with another woman…” You stop yourself from tearing up with a forced smile.
“Am I stupid?”
“You did that for love. But yes, you’re stupid.” He tried to lighten up the mood. It didn’t help boosting your mood, which honestly you wanted to shut him up, though right now he was the one who had been patient with you right now, so you silently thanked him with his blunt honesty.
“I just can’t believe you would be the one accompanying me for the rest of my days here at Baguio.” You said afterwards. You then roll your eyes at him when he shows a glint of teasing in his smirk.
“By the way? Don’t you even have work the next day?” You ask him jokingly.
“What? Do you want us to go home now that we just arrived?” At first you thought it was a joke, but his tone had changed onto sincere concern.
You shake your head, and say, “I still wanted to stay here.”
You swear you saw that his eyes speak happiness to you even in a brief glance, and you? You felt the same, too.
“I’m still on leave till Tuesday. And it’s the weekend, right? So, I can still accompany you till Sunday night, and we’ll part ways after that.”
“Right. Right, you’re just here to accompany me.” You said, brushing off the fact that it kind of bothered you that you two will part ways in the next few days and now your time grows thinner and thinner, the eagerness inside you makes you feel more curious about who and what he really is like. A stranger who you had been accompanied, no longer than a week, but it looked like you had known him for so long, like a friend who you had just reunited with after years of not meeting, and then one day, you met at the airport, and caught up like nothing happened. But the truth is, you just really met him for the first time, and you know nothing about him.
You might be repeating yourself over and over again with this encounter with him, but it really feels surreal that you had been together with him. you, who came from a bitter breakup while he... You really don’t know a thing about him aside from what he had shared to you. And the thought of it saddens you even more.
Every time you tell him stories about yourself, it makes you wish he would tell something about himself, too. Maybe you were just so easy to trust him, you had opened your door and led him to a glimpse of your life story, while unlike him, you were still a stranger— and maybe you should do that now.
Despite being slightly disappointed, you spent the day with him with the two of you wandering around the streets. Lots of heartfelt laughs were exchanged between the two of you that, you know, it was as genuine as you hoped.
You two almost didn’t realize that it’s about sundown when you two stopped by an overlooking place.
“Hey…” He said momentarily as he rested his arms on the railing.
You hum as a response. “Yeah?”
“You know how I told you about being stupid earlier?”
“Yeah, how can I not forget that?” You scoff jokingly.
“Well, I could say I’m the same.”
Now, that piqued your interest. You don’t want to go back yet. This is the first time you will get to hear something from him aside from knowing his tattoos, and his dog, Ruby. Taeyong tells something about his love life, how that woman wanted to be with him already but he was this coward, although he loves her, he refuses.
“I wanted to start a life with her but... I was too afraid that I might not be enough. So I did the cowardly thing and broke up with her. I thought I did the right thing, but in the end… So, long story short, I realized I’m still in love with her but it's fucking too late...”
He had a small bitter smile on his face, his eyes remained on the grass before him as he recalled the events.
“She had an engagement party a year ago; I saw it on her Instagram. Most of my friends liked it and of course, I liked it and commented 'congrats' to her. I don’t want to come off as a bitter resentful ex but... If that’s the thing that will make you do for the sake of the person you love, then maybe I really did the right thing— To set her free.”
“Do you still love her?” you ask him. Same question he asked you when you had told him about your ex-fiancé.
Taeyong only shrugged off his shoulders. “I don't know. Maybe yes, maybe no. But then again, if she's already happy with her life, and then I am happy— in that way I can now move on with my life.”
“You’re a fighter.”
Taeyong shook his head. “That’s what just love does to people. Even the most logical and sensical people would go nuts in the name of love.”
You smiled lightly.
And yes, he was right.
“So, the both of us do have broken hearts, huh?”
He only hums in response.
After that, a short still silence wrapped between the two of you as you two watched the sunset above the pink-purple skies. You never had the chance to see the sun set for so long, you are always occupied with work. And for so long, this was the first time you got to see it— a fresh start.
“Why did you help me back in the airport?” You break the silence for the first time with one of the questions you seemed to forget to ask.
“Honestly, I won’t just stand and not help someone who’s in need.”
“And you didn’t think twice about helping me?” You ask, still couldn’t believe that he would do that without further question.
“I would be lying if I didn’t find you pretty at first sight, but the point is— Yes, I didn’t think twice.”
You smirk at his first remark, but then again, you do think that he was handsome the first time you saw him.
“You think I’m pretty?” That’s not the point, but you just wanted to tease him and it worked, he fiddled with his hands, and was smiling shyly. Before he could get flustered, he changed the subject.
“So, what are you planning next after this trip?” He asks instead.
“I don’t know…” You honestly really don’t know yet. Hell, you will be going back to reality on Tuesday, and you will get back to finding a new job right after you had left your previous job so that you can stay in Milan for about a month.
“But one thing for sure, I hope I can move on from him.” You say firmly. But right now, you wanted to rest here for a while like you wouldn’t think of what was about to happen in the next few days.
“You’re not talking about him since earlier. Which is a good start, you know.”
You match his perfect smile.
You know that this will never repeat ever again. This was spontaneous, you never planned all this Baguio Trip and you know to yourself that this will never occur ever the same again if that person with you is someone like Taeyong.
“Thank you, Taeyong.” From the bottom of my heart.
-
Later that night, the two of you head back to your lodging. While waiting, you stand before the balcony and wrap yourself with a shawl that cold night. You are waiting for Taeyong, who had ordered food delivery and was waiting at the lobby.
You almost forgot that your phone didn’t exist after being together with a stranger for almost 24 hours now. Opening your phone, there are so many missed calls and unread messages— some of them came from your friends and from your mother, and one unnamed number. You read through your messages, and all of it was full of worried text and ‘How are you’s?’ You messaged them one by one, and told them you were fine and you were fine together with a friend in Baguio. Once you’re done, you dialed one of the numbers and you waited and waited until they picked up the phone.
“Hello? It’s me.”
-
24 hours is not enough. But maybe it is worth it to have someone to accompany you like this. The moments last. You dusted your clothes, worrying that there might be small particles of dirt there even if there weren’t. You smoothed your hair, checked your makeup, and smiled at the mirror until you heard his three knocks and you’re ready to seize the day with your newfound companion on your last day in Baguio.
“Hey. Something just came up.” His eyes darted on the floor, unable to look at your gaze. “I think I won’t be able to be with you until Tuesday morning.”
You tightly grip the doorknob as discreetly as possible. “Oh... It's fine.”
“But we can still do your last agenda.”
‘Screaming on the top of your lungs at the high mountains of Sagada.’
“Are you fucking kidding me?” You look at him unbelievably.
“I mean if you don’t like it, then, we should just plan another one and not this—”
“It’s perfect, Jae! We’re going to do this on our fourth anniversary next week!” You hug your boyfriend, smiling ear-to-ear, you just can’t wait to spend it before he goes to Milan for work.
“Are you alright?” Taeyong asks you, snapping you back from reality where you two were standing in the doorway of your hotel room.
You were holding back tears. Stop it, you weren’t supposed to be crying in front of him again.
“Yes. See you later, Taeyong.” You said before you closed the door before him.
-
You both rode the bus all the way up the mountains. Both of you will experience for the first time even if in the next few hours, you will part away.
“Do you know this song-?”
You just remembered that you sat away from him and he never said a thing, he respected it. You kind of wish he was sitting beside you like he did during the bus ride to Baguio. And the rest of the bus ride, you just sulk there and listen to your playlist on your own. Later that day, it was almost late afternoon when your bus arrived at the bus stop.
You still haven't talked with each other since the two of you arrived but he already made sure to rent a tent for the rest of the night.
“Sorry sir, we only have one tent available.” the woman told Taeyong.
“It's okay we'll take it,” you heard him reply and waited for the tent.
“Taeyong, what do you mean there's only one tent?” You quickly stood beside him as soon as the woman left her seat to fetch the tent.
“It's fine, you can have it, I'll just have a sleeping bag beside-”
“We can share.” You cut him off.
“Then fine.”
You swore he smirked but it instantly faded away when the lady called him to give away the tent.
-
Even if you just went through with silence as you both set up the tent which almost threw you off in range on how you couldn't figure out fixing it but luckily, Taeyong knows how to build it, fortunately, your mood settled in. You brought some cup noodles for you to eat, and you even left one for him hoping he would eat.
You couldn't just sit there in silence and ignore him now that this would be the last time you two will meet. You can ask his number but are you sure he will give it after you ignore him for the rest of the day? You don’t think so.
Taeyong was still inside the tent after he had finished building it. You deeply sigh to yourself, and go inside to see a sleeping Taeyong.
You saw how peaceful he looked when he was sleeping thanks to the moonlight shining above. You snuggled in, but as far as possible from him, until you had settled lying down beside him.
“Do you think we will ever meet again?”
You were lying down beside him as you gaze above the tent. You can only hear his breath, and you wish he would never hear it nor answer your question because the answer you were waiting for might not be the one that will come out of his mouth.
“I'm sorry I ignored you for the rest of the day. You were a great company by the way. I wish we were friends even after this. I don’t know how I can even ask for your number now that we're back to strangers again.” You were fighting off the little tears that were about to stream down your cheek.
“I hope we can still be friends after this.”
And you turned away from him and faced the other side.
You slowly woke up yourself and there was a blanket wrapped around you. It was still dark outside, you observe. And the man beside you? He was gone.
You start to jolt awake, removing the blanket, and jump away outside the tent from panic. You almost shouted out his name but as soon as you spotted a familiar figure sitting meters away from the tent, your shoulders relaxed seeing him right there and exhaled in relief. He seemed to sense you being awake, so he waved his hand, and smiled solemnly.
“Good morning.”
“I thought you left...” You mumbled.
He furrows his brows at you. “Why would I? Our journey wasn’t over, remember?”
“I thought you left…” You would not dare cry in front of him once more but all of your repressed emotions had flooded and you let your emotions give in. You shielded your eyes with your arms as you cry, and moments later, you felt arms wrapped around you, and you just melted into it and succumbed to comfort.
“I am sorry...” you choke out a sob.
“Don’t be, I understand it so it's okay…” He shushed gently as he smoothed down his hand on your back. “Besides you’re still gonna scream and curse out remember?”
A mix of blue and orange hues painted the skies above as it welcomed the rising of the sun. Like the sun, Taeyong smiles at you, radiating with warmth, and even if you're fresh from tears, you match his smile and wipe away the remaining tears on your cheeks.
“Let's go curse the hell out of my ex and welcome the start of something new.” You grin and he chuckles seeing you back on track.
“Then, let's go, and scream, shall we?” He assists you to stand right up. Hand in hand, the two of you ran almost towards the edge of the mountain with crazy grins on your faces. You two were laughing like it was the end of the world until you reached the end of the cliff.
“I WILL BE THE MOST HAPPIEST WOMAN IN EARTH, AND MOVE ON FROM YOU JAEHYUN JEONG!!!” You were the first one to scream and you can see the delight in Taeyong's face as you said all those words.
“I will never just stay back to the past and move on from you, I PROMISE THAT FROM NOW ON—!”
You didn’t hear the name he shouted from the last one, but what is important is that when you two both welcome the sunrise, you can feel the cold breeze of the morning air which didn’t seem to bother you, and the problems of the past seemed to be forgotten.
“Thank you.” You told him.
“You’re welcome.”
Maybe there was really a reason that the two of you had met in an unexpected circumstance, and here you were, together with Taeyong Lee, promising for a beginning of a new journey. Maybe it was fate, maybe it wasn’t, it doesn’t matter. At least, at that moment, even an unexpected turn of events in our life, like what happened in Milan, you were sure there were more plenty of great things waiting for the both of you, and that includes the sunrise at the highest mountains, and the warmth radiating beside you.
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You were sure you insisted that you are okay for going home alone, but instead, Taeyong was still true to his word so he was here with you until you go home. From the airport in Milan to driving you all the way back to home, he was there with you, making sure you were safe.
As you were about to arrive where your home is, you noticed that there was black sedan parked in front of your home. It was already 3 in the morning; you wondered who that could be and when you stepped out of the car, a black-haired man in a white shirt, holding a bouquet of flowers, was waiting in front of your home, your question was finally answered.
Fuck. Your ex was literally in front of your house… Like what the fuck? Why could he be here? Didn’t you already tell him the other day that you are now really ending it for real?!
“Hey.”
Now this is awkward. Jaehyun Jeong was standing in front of your house while Taeyong was right beside you.
“I’m Taeyong, I’m just her friend so don’t worry.” Taeyong introduced himself to Jaehyun as he extended his hand. You kinda wished Taeyong didn’t do that.
“I’m Jaehyun.” He smiled at the man.
Before you could even stop them from further introducing themselves to each other, Taeyong stepped in and said, “Well, it’s nice meeting you, man, but I need to help her unload her bags, so I’m gonna go take care of it first,” he said passively as he waves his hand at you, and nodded his head to Jaehyun. He muttered ‘Wait for me,’ to you before he went back to his car. When Taeyong was walking all the way back to his car, that’s where Jaehyun spoke for the first time.
“I’m sorry.” He starts but you shake your head. “Jae, it’s three in the morning, I’m already tired.” You were still standing there, waiting and craning your head to see if Taeyong was coming back already.
“Is that the new guy you’re dating?” He stops you looking for Taeyong. “Wow, it’s only been a week, and you already found a new man?” His tone seems to be joking, but you both knew it wasn’t a joke. And look who’s talking as if you were the first one who had been the first who had strained your relationship.
“I don’t have time for this, Jae. We’re already done, remember?” You tried to be as polite and dismissive as possible so that he could just leave you alone, and you succeeded.
He clenched his hand tightly on the bouquet’s handle before finally sighing deeply, and relaxed his fingers around the bouquet.
“Fine. I just wanted to know if you’re doing alright, and it turns out, you were okay right now. I wish you well.” He said before leaving you the bouquet of lilies, which was your favorite, and left you alone. Just in time, Taeyong just got back from his car while holding your luggage.
“So, that’s Jae, huh? Did he hurt you—?"
Your first instinct was to hug him tightly. You don’t know if he understands what you’re saying, but you’re actually thanking him for being more present to you than the man whom you used to love. The man was too stunned to speak, yet he didn’t push you away, and he even patted your back as you hugged him.
“You should take a rest now, and it’s nice being with you for almost three days.” He said somberly as you gently pull away from him.
“Yeah, you, too. See you next time.” You said as you waved goodbye at him.
‘Taeyong hasn’t left, right?’ You asked yourself and you were right, his car hadn’t even left where he had parked. You knock on the window of his car, and he opens the window slowly, and you see him lounging inside the car with close eyes.
“I thought you’re going home now?”
“I thought you’re about to go back to Seoul?”
He smiled cheekily. “I was waiting for you to go inside your home.”
You raise a brow before he raises his hands in the air in defense. “Okay, okay, I just wanted to make sure you’re—”
You peck a kiss on his cheek before you waved goodbye at him and head back home.
And there was a smile on your face when you see one of his keychains from his luggage was there along with a short-written message just above the handle.
‘Hope we can meet again so I can treat you with ramen next time ;
hope you can message me next time on taeoxo on ig, if u want. I will be glad to talk again with u some time : )
- TY’
You left a mental note that you’ll message him when you’re ready. And if he’s willing to wait, then maybe sometimes fate is not cruel as they always tend to be.
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"my girl is mad at me. i hope i die."
mark lee x fem!reader
genre: straight smut, no plot, just thirsty for mark vibes, continuation of a previous text post for (some. unnecessary) context, minors dni or i'll tell your mum
word count: 1,751
"Nah... please continue all the shit you were talking earlier" Mark's breath was hot and it tickled your skin. The hair on your neck stood up. Your mind vibrated with synapses firing crazy, making you weak and wet to his touch. He latched on to your neck with his mouth. "I'm sorry... let me make it up to you" Mark coo'd into your skin and you closed your eyes, unable to speak. "Can I?" He slipped a finger inside you, making gasp. You could feel his ring around his finger, adding to your pleasure. "Mm?" Eyebrows raised, he looked at you with doe eyes from your peripheral . "Use your words baby, I wanna hear your pretty little voice."
"Yes.." You whisper as you breathe out, barely audible.
He spun you around, taking his finger out of you and putting it in his mouth. Lightly sucking on it, he took it out and guided it in gently, in your mouth. "Love how you taste. Can I make you feel good?" Forehead pressing to yours, you could see the sincerity in his eyes. Mark had a way of making you feel calm and drown out the world with just one look. All you could do was nod, absolutely entranced by his eyes. A drooling mess. You just wanted to so good for him.
Slowly leading you to bed, he laid you down at the edge. Undressing you softly, Mark kissed down your body. "My pretty baby" He coo'd.
He placed another, damp kiss. "You're so important to me."
"All of this means nothing, if I can't share it with you." He dipped his tongue into your navel, making you squirm.
"God, I love having you like this. So weak.. under me.." Leaving kisses in between your inner thighs, he hovered over your core. His breath fanning over your sex. "Such a pretty pussy baby.. so shiny.. lemme show you how sorry I am" He wrapped his arms around your hips to pull you close and you, getting impatient. Grabbed his hair and pushed his head down.
Mark wasted no time, going straight for your clit. He placed his tongue flat against it, curling up the tip as he sucked on your bundle of nerves. After being together for some time now, you both have learned each others body's pretty well. Mark knew exactly what he had to do to get you to become undone. He peeked up at you to check your reaction before he placed two fingers inside you once again. Slowly building a rhythm, Mark could feel himself get lost in you. Humming, sending vibrations as his fingers worked against the spot inside you.
"mmm hear that baby? listen to how wet you are.. am I making you feel good?" The room was filled with the obscene sounds of your soaking core and moans.
You nodded your head, obediently "Uh huh"
"My favourite sound.. I been thinking about this all day baby" You felt a knot, forming in the bottom of your stomach. Your thighs constricted around his head and he enjoyed every second of it.
"I'm gonn-"
Before you could finish your sentence, Mark looks up at you with a smirk, face perfectly drenched in your wet, glistening. "Yeah? Breathe baby.. Deep breaths for me, cum for me." his fingers picked up the pace a little and he went back to sucking on your clit. You felt your body get hotter, breath heavier and your eyes shut tight. Energy travelling up from your root, to your sacral.. you were close. You were gonna snap. Your thighs started to shake and your grip on his hair got tighter. Mark pushed his face into your pussy, moving side to side as your moans gradually got louder and the coil of energy inside you snapped. Your hips thrusted back into his face and Mark matched your rhythm. Refusing to let you go, he kept going, making you see stars, letting you ride out your high.
His grip softened on your hip once you were done. His big calloused hands rubbed your hips up and down cooing, "You still mad?" Mark licked his lips, using his other hand to help him up off the floor. He lightly smacked your ass, getting between your legs. He freed himself of clothing. Fucking into his fist a couple times, he aligned himself with your entrance.
Your left leg went up in the air as you placed your foot on his chest, lightly pushing him away. "Nope" you said, popping the "P" sound. You got up and pushed Mark on the bed, now switching the roles. You crawled over him, straddling him. "Still mad."
"Babyyyyyyyy" Mark whined, squeezing your thigh, letting you know he needs you.
"No. You actually don't deserve to cum." You move, rubbing yourself on his dick. He hissed from the contact but continuing to dig his fingers into your flesh. He enjoyed marking you.
"Ah!" He puts his right hand to his chest and faked getting hurt. "My girl is mad at me. I hope I die." He announced, making you both laugh and you grabbed him from under you. Stroking his length, painfully slow, you stuck your tongue out to drop some spit onto the head of his dick, watching the spit trickle down his length. You both watch in anticipation of your next move and you sluggishly work his length.
"Babyyyy.." he let out a big sigh. "You're driving my crazy" he moved his hair out of his face. "I'll be good for you, please." He pleaded.
Tracing your fingers over his head, you made his body shiver to your touch. "Ok.. Ok.. That was funny. Maybe I'm changing my mind.." You lift yourself up and align Mark with your entrance, once again. You feel him twitch under you and you laugh, at his desperation. "Not so soon" you whisper, bringing your hand up to his jaw to hold it.
Using your tongue, you opened his mouth to give him the sloppiest kiss of all time. A mix of your spit falling down his torso, made you almost give in but you had to be strong. You had to get him back. You slowly sunk down onto his tip, making him squeeze onto your thighs once again. "Please" Mark shuddered at your action. "Need to feel you." He begged, now growing distressed by the minute. You once again, moved yourself up and off him, leaving him cursing under his breath and sulking. "Y/N are you trying to kill m-" mid-sentence, you sunk down, one more time. Sooner than expected, taking all of him in which made him throw his head back and let out a moan.
His pleasure is soon short lifted though as he realised that he was now inside you but you refused to move. He lifts his head up to look at you, to silently scream through his eyes, hoping you would get the hint and move. "Oh, hi! Can I help you?" You teased him, pecking his nose. "So.." You begin and he groaned. "What did you eat today?"
"Well, I had this sandwi-" mid-sentence, you moved again. Mark's breath got caught in his throat and he cursed himself for falling for it again. You continued to sink down and then back up at an excruciating speed. Your warmth inviting him in, making him roll his eyes.
"Yeah?... What was in it?" You continued to ask him questions, casually and as he described his sandwich. Your movements got harder and so did his grip on your hips.
"A..nd some lettuce" he let out an airy moan, bringing you to an hault yet again.
Mark was becoming a sweaty wreck by the minute and he could hear his heartbeat in his ears. He felt dizzy, as if he was going to pass out if he didn't get to fuck you.
He let out a deep breath by making a pout with his swollen lips before transitioning into the the smuggest smile on planet earth. "You know what.. f u c k t h i s" He moved closer to you and stretched out his words.
Before you could even process what's happening, Mark had you pinned under him with hands above your head as he pounded into you. He had been getting so worked up that he bottomed out instantly, making you clench around him from the shock. Mark groaned into your mouth, as you did the same. He held down your hands with his right hand, whilst he brought his left to your throat for the second time. His eyes now, looked glazed over knowing he has you at his mercy. Nothing mattered in the world right now. It was just you and Mark. Unable to differentiate where his hair ended and your's began, bodies and skin intertwined with one another. He melted into you.
Mark let go of your hands, giving you the freedom to wrap your arms around him as he pushed back your legs, propping them up on his shoulders. "God, y/n, you're so wet" he scrunched up his face as moans and curses rolled off both of your tongues. He was mesmerised by the way his body affected yours. How he could make you feel and how you good you felt around. As the universe felt like it was caving into you both, in the best way possible. Mark put his lips to yours, sloppily kissing your tongue as if his whole life depended on it. His movements became more focused and you felt him twitch inside you, pushing you closer to your orgasm too. "I can feel you baby.. jesus.. you feel.. so good. cum with me y/n." He let out an airy sentence, before you felt him throb inside you. Both of your moans grew louder and your legs shook once again. You both reached climax together and Mark let your legs go, as he fell onto you, face in your neck. Trying to catch his breath.
"Remind me to fuck up my schedule more often please." He teased and you playfully punched his arm. "But, honestly baby.. I am sorry. Won't happen again." He pecked your lips once last time, before settling into your chest and in your embrace.
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JOHNNY IMAGINES
pairing: johnny suh x fem! reader
word count: 462 words
synopsis: just johhny treating his gf like a trophy in the eyes of the media but loves watching you beg for him
warnings: pet names, fluff, dirty talking, oral(f. receiving), dom! johnny, unprotected sex, penetration mention, thigh riding, nipple sucking + playing, intended for 17 & up!!
johnny kisses your temples and peppers your face in kisses when he thinks you look cute. seeing you angry at him with a pout on your lips makes him smile at your pink lips sticking out. you just look so adorable to him.
johnny loves calling you princess and pretty girl. he treats you no other like one. the way your eyes light up when you hear the pet names he calls you is so cute to him.
johnny hates it when you play in his hair, making pigtails and putting in girly clips. he says he hates it but lets you do whatever you want then takes pictures and posts it on his ig story. he knows he can’t stay mad at you forever. you’re his pretty girl.
johnny clings onto your arm when you guys are in public. linking his arms in yours, afraid to let go like he will lose you. he’d hate to have you wandering around without him and some guy hitting on you.
johnny gets jealous when your attention is not on him but on another guy. whether it’s his friends or a stranger he can’t help but want to bend you over and fuck you, showing them who owns you.
johnny loves giving his attention to you. he can’t take his eyes off of you when you ride his thigh showing how needy you are for him to fuck you and make you a mess. he can never get tired of the sight of you pleasuring yourself on his thigh, your slick covering his thighs, and your moans bouncing off the walls.
johnny loves hearing you cry out his name while he shoves his face in your vagina as your slick covers his mouth. god just watching you squirm under him while he forces your legs open from the undeniable pleasure you’re feeling makes him hard at the sight of you enjoying yourself while rubbing on your clit, lapping at your juices.
johnny can’t stop playing with your tits in and out of the bedroom. he calls it his comfort place and calls them ‘his little girls.’ he loves sucking and playing with them during sex. it’s your biggest turn-on.
johnny doesn’t enjoy dirty talking as much, but he knows you get off on it. talking you through it as you bounce on his dick. whispering sweet words in your ears and pleasing you. ‘i know baby, i know. you can take me can’t you?’ he knows how to leave you a mess in his arms.
johnny adores fucking you raw. he can’t help himself when he feels you pulsating around his dick as you cum. feeling your velvety walls wrapped around him as he slams in and out of you makes him crazy for you
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|| call me a jerk || johnny suh
pairing: dom!Johnny x fem brat!reader
genre: minor angst, smut, mature
warning(s): mean dom!johnny, choking, degradation, abs riding, tiddy sucking, fingering (vaginal and anal), overstimulation (reader)
wc: 1.13k
a/n: this literally came to me in a dream so, um, hope you like it heh..
You may as well move in at this point. Except you never will. Not after how big a point you made in denying the possibility of ever catching feelings. Yet every waking moment you find yourself longing to be right back here. In this man’s home.
“You’re awfully quiet today,” his hand rests on your bare thigh, “what’s got you all pent up in the face?” You contemplate spilling your thoughts entirely, but settle for a shrug as you play with his fingers. A heavy sigh leaves him as he slumps further into the sofa in his spacious bedroom, “don’t start this already.” And that instantly brings a deep frown to your face, “start what? And why do have such a tone with me?”
The looks at you with a raised eyebrows is full of attitude, “first of all,” his hand is moves from your thigh as he sits up at full height to face you, and grips your face, “who do you think you’re talking to? You don’t ever get to question me, got it sweetheart?” Your faces changes to a soft frown as you nod at him, “secondly, what’s got you all defensive and offended lately?” There’s a brief moment of silence before you let out a huff, “I just feel so stupid now.”
Confusion is written all over his face as he begins caressing your own, “I don’t follow.” You grit your teeth before taking a deep breath and mumbling, “I was wrong, about..not..catching feelings....” A beat of silence passes. Then another, before you look up at his face to see him holding in his laughter, “u-uh huh.” That was the last straw. Your 13th reason.
You stand up and collect your things as he doubles over in laughter, “fuck you, Johnny.” His name doesn’t even leave your lips fully before you’re flung over his shoulder and tossed onto his bed nearby, “sit your ass back down.” There’s not a peep from you as he takes his sweet time walking around the bedpost and climbs into his spot. “Come here.” A straight command with no extra context. You already knew what to do, so you did it.
“Why are you being a bad girl, huh?” you still say nothing as you straddle his hips, only staring at his shirtless torso. “Hey,” there’s a sharp slap to the side of your thigh, “I know you hear me, stop being such a brat.” That only gives you cause to act brattier. Whining as you throw a fit on top of him, “you’re being a dick,” you continue squirming, upset, until he bucks his hips up into you, drawing a gasp from your lips and a shudder down your spine. “I’m not acting like anything, you just want it.”
His crotch grinds against yours till you’re slightly panting before he stops, “but you don’t get it.” You protest and try to plead your case but he shuts you up with a flick to your nipple through his shirt you’re wearing. “No. You don’t deserve it.” Well there goes my relief, your thoughts are bitter as you respond to him, “what am I supposed to do then?” It seems he took a page from your book, seeing as all he did was shrug.
Assuming he’s instructing you to do all the work, you begin moving your hips against his groin, “Nope.” He shakes his head and grabs your waist, holding you in place, “I told you, you can’t have it.” You can feel your frustration growing, “well what the hell am I supposed to do!” That warrants a pinch to your ass, “watch your tone. and like I said, figure it out.”
You look around the room for something, anything, to get you off before you decide to shift your body higher onto his torso, and grind down. “Ohh,” a whimper leaves you at the relief from the friction. “Yeah? Feel good?” You nod your head eagerly and move your hips faster “M-Mhm.” You don’t even have to open your eyes to know that he's watching you with dancing eyes.
“I don’t believe this- look at you. So desperate you’re grinding your cunt on my fucking abs,” you squeeze your eyes shut, shaking your head in embarrassment. “Not to mention you’re so soaked you’re slipping.” His condescending chuckles as he tightly pinches your nipples cause you to choke out a moan, “m-more.” You can feel yourself right at the edge, “more.”
It comes out a demand rather than a request, “You want more? More of what, I’m not doing anything.” His fingers kneed your ass cheeks before his right hand slides to gather some of your wetness for lube, “You’re the one fucking yourself out on me.” You feel his middle finger circle your back hole, “You like it? Using Daddy’s body to feel good?” Torn between wanting more pressure on your clit and pushing back against his fingers, you whine incoherently.
His left hand wraps tight around your throat and squeeze as his finger begins prodding into your hole, “I asked you a question, little girl.” More friction it is. Grinding your hips down harder, your moans are constant, “Mmh yes, using Daddy’s body feels so- so gooood.” Your body spasms as an unexpected orgasm hits you, Johnny choosing that moment insert another finger in you.
“Tsk tsk tsk. You know that’s not how things go.” He sighs in false disappointment and removes his hand from your throat, opting to lift your shirt enough to expose your breasts, then move his hand down between your legs. “I’m sorry, ‘m sorry,” Your babbling worsens as his assault on both your ass and your pussy continues, “ ’m sorry Daddy, you feel too good.”
“Yeah? It feels good?” He coaxes babbles from you and coos, “aww my poor baby. Can you give me one more?” he asks even though you’ve already left a puddle on his abdomen from cumming a second time, “Daddy it hurts.” But your complaints are ignored, “it hurts yet you’re still humping me like a dumb little bunny in a frenzy.” His mean words egg on your desperation. “That’s what I thought. Be a good bitch for Daddy and give me another.”
He concludes his insult by latching his mouth onto your breasts, alternating sides, “fuck Daddy, you’re such a jerk.” He grins and bites down on your left nipple, which happens to be your most sensitive, “stupid little girl can’t even come up a good insult.” Next thing you know, his fingers are removed and your cheeks are being spread as he stretches you with the deliciousness of his thickness.
“You can call me a jerk all you want babygirl, I’ll still fuck you to tears and you’ll thank me for it like the horny cockslut we know you are.”
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Breakfast on the sheets˗ˏˋ꒰ 🍒 ꒱
<dom!Jeno x sub!reader>
summary: Jeno had an erotic dream about you and tries to forget it while showering but when he walks out and sees you, he can’t control himself.
praise talk // degrading talk // dirty talk // spitting // fingering // pussy eating // riding // pet-naming // HEAVY aftercare
Jeno steps out of the shower with a towel hanging from his shoulders and another longer tower wrapped around his waist.
You’re laying on the bed, watching him with a smirk. His wet black hair was hanging over his eyes. “You’re up, baby?” he asks walking closer to you, running a hand through his soaked hair.
You nod, your eyes stuck on his well-defined abs. Jeno notices and he smirks, “you like what you see?”
He then suddenly corners you between his arms, holding himself above you. “You look really pretty this morning, honey…I dreamed of you tonight..”
“You did?” You ask seductively while staring up at him.
He nods while humming. “I did…Hmm..Do you want to know what we did?” he asks, caressing your jawline, not focusing on your eyes but on your lips. “Ah, but I’d prefer to show you rather then tell you. Actions tell more than words, afterall…” his husky voice against your faint ears sends shivers down your spine.
He looks at your reaction which is inviting him to do whatever he’d like with you. He bites his lip smirking while pulling the blanket off of you down along with your pants, leaving your lower half in your laced white panties which were already almost drenched. “You’re so messy, princess..You’ll wet the bed at this rate just by seeing me shirtless” he smirks at his words as he can feel himself get harder.
He moves your underwear to the side, sliding his finger across your slit, making you gasp. Jeno scoops up your fresh lube and makes you suck his finger. “Taste the fluids you make for me, dear…See how fucking slutty it tastes, you fucking whore.”
You do as your told and suck his finger dry. “Good girl~…Such a good girl…” he says petting your head with that same hand.
He slides it down gently and teases your hole, making eye contact with you. “Tell me, baby. How much do you want my finger in you?”
You bite your lip, a bit embarrassed before starting but soon gathering your courage to be shameless; “I want it…Show me how you used me like your cum dump in your dreams” you cry out with a pleading face.
“Fuck…You’re so good for me, baby girl..” he groans while sliding two fingers into your drenched hole, practically swallowing him in. “…so wet…so messy…such a good slut, fuck..” he licks his lips going down on your slippery cunt and starts licking the extra fluid off of your legs, his tongue getting closer to your clit making your hips buck forward uncontrollably.
He notices your reactions and decides to please you. He thrusts his two fingers deep inside you while his tongue sucks on your clit. Your overstimulation is causing you to moan and shake uncontrollably. “Jeno!” you yell out his name as you can feel the knot in your stomach get tighter.
“Fuck baby, you sound so lovely. It’s music to my ears~…” he continues his vigorous thrusting, determined to make you cum. “Let it out for me, princess.” he whispers to your pussy, before licking your clit again.
His thumbs curl forward, hitting just the right spot making your back arch as you cover your mouth to not be too loud. “Jeno—wait, I’ll cum! Oh, fuck..!” you cry out as he continues, not slowing down his pace.
You’re soon to reach your orgasm as you moan out his name several times. Your cunt squirts all over his fingers and he licks you clean. “You taste so sweet, baby…so sweet for me…” his eyes are dazed and full of lust, wanting to continue.
“This won’t do…I can’t be the only one knowing how delicious you are…” As you’re still trying to regain your senses, he slicks his tongue across your dripping slit, scooping up your fluids and reaching in to kiss you, spitting it all in your mouth. You moan at his actions, already feeling yourself get aroused again.
He pulls his towel aside, letting his painfully hardened cock spring out in front of your pretty pussy. “You’re so pretty. You want my cock, right? You’re probably thinking how it feels even if it has been stuffed in you several times already. Beg for it, slut. Fucking beg for it.” he growls, slapping his dick on your stomach then teasing your hole.
“Jeno..! Please, pretty please…Can I please be filled with your cock again? …please…” you whine as your breath gets heavier at the thought of his big cock pounding in you.
“Fucking whore.” he says smirking and flipping you over, slamming his dick in you and slapping your ass. You jiggle your pussy on his hungry cock which makes him slap your ass again, letting out a moan from you. “You like being slapped, huh? You dirty bitch.” he growls before suddenly pounding his dick in you, not giving you a second to adjust.
“Ack! Jeno..!” you cry out, tears pooling in your eyes until they overflow and drip down your cheeks. It’s as if your cunt was designed to fit Jeno’s cock like a glove.
He slams in your ruthlessly before suddenly stopping and pulling out, letting you whimper in pain at the sudden empty feeling. “Why..? Jeno..” you cry out.
“Ride my cock, slut. Show me how dumb you are for my dick.” he demands, sitting down with his length sprung up, waiting for it to be given attention.
You bite your lip before climbing up in his lap and slowly inserting his hardened cock in you, keeping your eyes on his face expressing pleasure. Not a lot of time passes before you find yourself bouncing up and down on him, grinding on his lap, holding yourself on his chest.
“Fuck…you’re so good for me. Such a good princess..” he praises, brushing your hair away from your face. “Shit…I’ll fucking cum…you’re so good.” he groans, arching his back, locking his hands on your hips as they rock back and forth.
Your moans raise a pitch, “Me too, baby…Let’s come together…so good..” you utter, your mind barely even being able to put simple words together.
A couple more poundings and it gets you two moaning together sweet nothings. “Where do you want my cum, baby. Come on, say it~..” he whimpers.
“Fuck. Anywhere. I’ll fucking take it anywhere, Jeno.”
Soon enough, you end up cumming as Jeno takes his length out, bringing it close to your mouth and makes you swallow it.
Your head collapses on the bed as you pant heavily, trying to recollect yourself. He pats your head as he goes to grab his towel from before. “You did so good for me, princess. It’s all I could’ve asked for. I love you so much~..” he praises you as he wipes his mess off of you and picks you up bridal-style, carrying you carefully to the bathroom, setting you into the shower so you won’t have to do anything more.
Your eyes open slightly, seeing him taking care of you, you chuckle to yourself; “My baby worked so hard for me, I should clean my mess, right?” he says somehow feeling the need to explain himself.
Jeno showers you from neck to feet. Once he’s finished he carefully picks you up and begins drying you. Treating you as if you’re made out of porcelain, he wipes off every drop of water while letting you rest on a stool.
The cold air from the air hits your damp skin which makes you shiver. “You’re cold? I’m so sorry baby…” he says with a pout, wrapping a larger towel around you and rubbing his hands in a fast motion on your arms to warm you up.
“Here, let me get you dressed,” he insists, reaching to pick you up again.
“But…you..” you mutter. He cocks his head to the side, “Sorry?”
“You’re not dressed.”
Jeno looks down at himself, reminding himself he’s been walking naked around the house. “A prince must take care of his princess first, right?” he smirks to himself as he picks you up again and sets you carefully in bed, wrapping you in a thick blanket.
He tucks you in, kissing your forehead. “I’ll get in bed with you after I shower too.” Jeno reassures you, whispering it in your ear, making you giggle.
Not a lot of time passes before Jeno steps out of the shower, drying himself before getting in bed with you, hugging from behind and kissing your back lovingly. “I love you, baby” he says with a husky voice.
“I love you too, Jeno.” you say back, snuggling into his embrace.
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A/N:y'all i'm seriously not a haechan girl. but i wrote this for my friend @becauseimswagman1 (i am always writing for this whore lol, i love her tho.) a while back and i decided to share it with y'all.
Birthday Sex
Haechan x Black Fem Reader
Warning: Smut! Drinking (maybe i drink too much)! Unprotected Sex! Swearing (i love cussing sorry)
Summary: It’s your birthday bitchhh!!! Happy Birthday! In this, you will see how Hyuck celebrate your birthday.
hyuck never was one for public outings. he rather be lowkey and stay inside. but tonight was different. it was your birthday. and after you told him you’ve never celebrated your birthday, he wanted to change that.
you two order food and wait for it to be served to you. hyuck does nothing the whole time but hype your head, making you smile. when the food comes, you take a picture on snapchat, with the caption, “birthday dinner date with babe! #22FINALLY” you post and you guys eat the food.
haechan and you just talk and eat. the normal couple stuff about the future: marriage and kids. ideally, hyuck wants to start a music group of his own, but he said he’ll settle for two or three kids, which is perfect for you. as for marriage, it’s no secret that hyuck wants to marry you right now, on the spot. but he’s waiting for his baby girl to be ready.
after you guys eat, you go out dancing and drinking. you just turned twenty-one, so why the hell not. a few drinks in, you two went from simple dancing to sensual and seductive dancing. he’s touching all over your body as you're grinding on him. everyone is looking at you two, but y’all don’t give a damn. y’all are having fun. hyuck starts kissing on your neck and smacking your ass. your body temperature was rising as you want more than just to feel his touch. you wanted to feel him inside you right now, and you can tell he wanted the same because you could feel him starting to have an erection. that turned you on even more.
hyuck starts lowering down your body and when he reaches your shorts, he realized they’re a little wet. he bites his lips and whispers in your ear, “you soaking through your shorts… why are you soaking this much baby?” then he processes to suck on your neck making marks. “hyuck… can we please leave?” you moan very low.
he smiles and takes you to his house, where there are rose petals leading to the his bedroom. inside his room, is even more rose petals and champagne on ice and chocolate covered strawberries and whipped cream, which was your favorite. the bed has rose petals in a heart shape. you tear up. no one has ever done something special for you on your birthday. hyuck holds you and kisses you forehead.
“thank you! i love you, hyuck” you say, trying not to cry. “ugh, you going to make me ruin my makeup.” he smirks, “i am going to ruin your makeup later anyways don’t worry.”
he lays you down on the bed and attacks your neck with kisses, and switches between kissing and sucking. when he starts lowering down your body, he strips both of you down and instantly starts eating you out. eating you as if he hasn’t ate in days. you grabbing the sheets, trying not to climax fast, but tonight his tongue is working new miracles. he adds two fingers in and starts pumping inside of you really fast.
“hyuck… slow down, please baby. it’s too much.” you say whimpering, but you knew hyuck wasn’t going to slow down.
a few more pumps, you’re coming on his face. he smiles and lick your mess up. he comes up to you and kisses you with tongue, making you taste how sweet you are. he goes back down and smiles. he flips you over and aims his dick at your entrance. “wait, no condom?” you ask him, while looking back at him. “not tonight.” he smirks. “i want you to feel every inch of me.” he says.
he smacks your ass, making you yelp then, he rams inside you, giving you no time to adjust to him. he starts pulling your hair as he processed to go faster. “hyuck, oh my god, fuck!” you say as he shoves more of his dick inside you. he just slyishly smiles at you, “that’s right, take this dick for me. i know you can, you little slut.”
at this point, you can do nothing but whimper and cry. your makeup is all on the pillow and smeared on your face. hyuck has never been a gentle man when it comes to sex, but he’s never been this rough either. he’s damn near going crazy, loves the fact that he breaking you.
you start running from his dick a little, he pulls you back, “nah baby girl, don’t run. i promise. you’ll regret.” you catch yourself fully running away from hyuck. he pulls you back but he lets slide. but you know you can’t make another mistake or it’s over for you.
but silly you makes another mistake. you were on the verge of climaxing. the more he hit (more like abused) your spot, the more you clench around his dick. “you better hold that shit baby girl. you don’t, it going to be much fucking worse than this.” he says before pounding even more aggressively into, making you disobey him, and cumming all on his dick.
he pulls out and smirks, “who told you to cum?” he smacks your ass very hard. “i know i damn sure didn’t.” you start begging for his forgivness, “hyuck, please, i am sorry. i didn’t mean to.”
but hyuck is stubborn and he doesn’t forgive you so simply. he flips you on your back and rams back inside you, repeating the same process of when he had your ass in the air. this time, however, it’s different. he breaking you down even more this time, which his dick and his eyes. his hand has better access to your clit, and he’s rubbing it, making it more senstive than it already was from your second climax. with the other hand he was choking, which was driving you mad crazy.
you’re on the verge of your third climax of the night and your legs starts shaking uncontrollably. hyuck notices, and smirks, “you want to cum baby girl.” you choking on your pleasure tears, so you just shake your head yes. he laughs a bit, “words baby girl, words.” he says smacking your boobs. you stop choking on your tears, but words can’t come out your mouth. he laughs cockily, “well, until you find words, this pussy about to be destroyed.”
he starts pounding inside you even more aggressive than last time. it somehow brung words back to you, “fuck! fuck! fuck! hyuck, i want to cum for you daddy. please, please, please let me cum for you.” you cry, warm tears run down your face. he smiles at you, “that’s my good girl, cum for daddy.” he says.
you cum on his dick one last time for the night (or so you think). hyuck’s strokes starts getting slower and sloppier. then, he pulls out and cums on your stomach. he looks down at you and laughs. “did i break my princess?” you look at hyuck and cover your face in embarrassment. he chuckles and moves your hands and kisses all over your face. “don’t be embarrassed, baby. you look sexy whimper and breaking over me.”
you smile and kiss him. you two kiss for a while and then he goes and grabs a towel to clean his mess of your stomach. though, when he comes back, most of it is already gone. he looks at you and you giggle, “i didn’t want to waste my food.” he smirks and cleans you up.
he lays in the bed with you. you thank him for making your twenty second birthday a night to remember and the two of you end the night drinking champagne, feeding each other strawberries, and eventually, you guys fuck the night away.
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gosh I've been trying to get this dream out of my head so like hyuck eating you out and overstimming you until you squirt with also his fingers and i just know hyuck likes to whine too cause you keep pushing his head away cause he just feels so good.
Hyuck just knows his way around a lady, it's so easy for him to make you cum, twice with his tongue alone, then he throws his fingers into the mix. It doesn't take long for you to cum again, his fingers pressing right up into that spot that makes you see stars, and before you know it, you drenched his whole face.
You don't even have time to realize what just happened before he starts grinning and dives back it. It's too much, all too much, your weak fingers in hid hair trying to push him away, but it just feels so good.
And YES YOU ARE ABSOLUTELY CORRECT Hyuck is a whiner, he's not afraid of showing you what simply eating you out does to him. He loves your taste and the way you feel on his tongue and around his fingers, maybe even so much he dry humps the mattress until he cums in his pants...?
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hey sis I have a question which nct 127 members are rough during sex and which one's arent?
Have a nice dayyy
xoxo
Rough Usually
Yuta (Are you surprised?)
Jaehyun (Depends on the day but the man can be selfish asf when he wants to cum)
Johnny (RARE. Also depends on the day and how you were behaving)
Haechan (He's a brat. He wants to be fucked rough and he wants to fuck rough. Plain and simple)
Not Rough Usually
Taeyong (OMG. He just wants you to feel good. Would literally break his heart to get rough with you)
Mark (He's too scared but dw I think you could convince him)
Taeil (Slow and passionate. He likes laidback sex... just don't piss him off or else then he would be in the rough category.)
Jungwoo (You'd have to beg him to be rough with you. You're literally his baby so he treats you like a fragile china doll)
HALF AND HALF
Doyoung (YOU NEVER KNOW WHAT YOU'RE GONNA GET!)
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Aenergy - Aespa 5th member
Y/NS RELATIONSHIPS INSIDE THE GROUP...
karina x y/n
(Y/N) and Karina have known each other for nearly 6 years. Since (Y/N) was the member who trained the longest, Karina would always learn from the younger girl and would ask for guidance. When the two learned they were making their debut together, they were ecstatic. Being the youngest yet most experienced member of AESPA was very hard for Y/N, as she would act like a teacher towards her older members, which came with scolding them. Whenever Karina messed up, (Y/N) would scold her, which led Karina to pinch (Y/N)'s cheeks, talk about how cute she was, and then fix her mistake. Right before (Y/N) and Jisung's dating rumour was spread, Karina had walked in on the two cuddling in the practice rooms, and the first thing she did was laugh. She was happy for her friend but was also concerned that if the company heard about it, she might not get to debut. Karina knew (Y/N) was under pressure when the dating rumour came out, so the first thing she did was spend the night in her dorm, where the two girls just sat and ate junk food the whole night. Whenever Karina is asked about (Y/N), the first word that comes to her mind is darling.
giselle x y/n
These two were never really that close when they were trainees, but 3 months before Aespa's debut, the two became close. They are known as the designer couple. This name originated from the two of them being from rich families and owning many designer items. Giselle teaches (Y/N) English whenever they have free time so the younger could improve her speech. Of course, training for only 10 months was one of Giselle's disadvantages since it affected her performance on stage, but Y/N was always there to help. She would cheer the older girl on and teach her tips to improve her performance. (Y/N) helped improve Giselle's rap a little bit before they were set to debut and continued helping during the Savage era, when Giselle couldn't seem to get the words out of her mouth. When Aespa had just debuted, Aeri was shocked to know her company mate, Jisung, and (Y/N) were dating after the older male had come to their debut showcase to give the girls flowers. Whenever being asked about (Y/N), the first word that comes to Aeri's mind is her duplicate.
winter x y/n
(Y/N) and Winter met during an acting class they both were attending. (Y/N) took the acting classes to improve her facial expressions, while Winter wanted to become an actress. When the two first met, they were paired together in a group and instantly hit it off with one another. Winter was shocked to learn that (Y/N) was not only younger than her but had been a trainee longer than her as well. This moment was when Winter gained a lot of respect for the girl by putting up with a very strict and horrible industry at such a young age. Winter knew about (Y/N) and Jisung. The moment he confessed to her, (Y/N) was screaming her head off while Winter was jumping up and down, knowing her friend had finally found a man to put up with her weird ass. Debut season ended up being a mess as everyone was in a rush and there was a lot of stress, which caused (Y/N) to worry a lot and took a toll on her mental health. During this period, Winter was the one who tried the most to keep (Y/N) in line. She would buy her food, plushies, and games; she even once brought Jisung over so he could calm the poor girl down. When asked about the girl, the first word that comes to mind is psycho.
ninging x y/n
A mess. That's what these two are together. When Ningning first joined the company, these two were put up against each other due to their amazing singing voices, which caused an unwanted rivalry between the two for a couple of years before they realised they had nothing against each other. It started when (Y/N) came up to Ningning and just sat down and started a normal conversation. After a couple of hours of talking, the (Y/H/C) girl ordered Chinese food so the two of them could enjoy it. The two sang a duet song together in their trainee years. Fans of the two kept begging and asking for the video to be released, but in return, the two girls decided to tease until they finally released it in early 2021. Ningning first heard about (Y/N) and Jisung's when the dating rumour came out, and he instantly recognised the girl in the picture and immediately called (Y/N). When ever asked about (Y/N), the first word that comes to mind is competition (in a joking way)
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Fake
pairing: ten lee x thick!black!fem!reader
summary: Ten is an asshole. But he also thinks you're really hot.
warnings: fingering, degradation, praise, etc.
You were super excited to move into the new apartment that your friend Kun told you about. It was with a few of his longtime friends. It was the only thing you could find last minute.
"Are you ready?" Kun questioned as he pulled up in front of the tall building.
"Yeah just a bit nervous. I've never met these guys before." You say smiling slightly at him. "Thank you so much for this opportunity."
"Of course. What are friends for? And don't be nervous they're like a bunch of little kids. They're harmless." He said opening his door. You get out of the car quickly and throw your backpack on your back. Kun grabs your two suitcases from the trunk and comes around the car to stand next to you.
"Alright let's go," Kun states walking towards the front doors of the luxury building.
You follow behind him closely taking in your surroundings little by little. You really liked the interior. You and Kun get into the elevator. Kun presses the button for the 5th floor. You ride up silently. Kun leads you down the corridor and then stops in front of door 506.
"This is it." He says before raising his fist to land two firm knocks on the door.
A few seconds later the door swings open revealing a handsome guy smiling widely at you both.
"Hello. You must be Y/N. It's nice to meet you. You're so beautiful. I really hope you enjoy it here. Kun has told us so much about you." the young man rambles out reaching his hand out to shake yours.
"You must be Hendery I'm guessing." You say smiling happily at him.
"Yes, I am. Come in. Come in." He says moving out of the way to let you both in.
"Where's Yangyang and Ten?" Kun says setting your suitcase down inside the apartment.
You look around noticing how nice it was in here and wondering if you could even afford this place.
"Yangyang is down for a nap. He should be waking up in a few." Hendery says still with a bright smile on his face. "And Ten is out getting some groceries for dinner tonight."
"Okay. Does that mean I'm staying over to cook?" Kun says glancing over at you.
"Yes of course. You know this Kun." Hendery says laughing slightly. "Come Y/N let me show you to your brand new room and a quick tour"
Hendery grabs your suitcases and swiftly walks away. You quickly follow behind him.
"So these three rooms are Ten, Yangyangs, and I rooms. In that order." He says glancing back at you. "We do have pets but they usually stay in Ten's rooms so don't worry about them."
"What kind of pets?" You ask stopping in the hallway.
"Three cats and 1 dog. They're all really nice and don't make much noise." Hendery says turning around to look at you.
As Hendery is about to turn back around to continue your tour one of the bedroom doors opens softly. A guy that looked about your age walks out.
"Hey Hendery. What's up with the suitcases?" He says furrowing his eyebrows
Hendery sidesteps and you wave at who you assume is Yangyang shyly.
"Remember the girl that Kun kept saying is supposed to move in with us. This is her." Hendrey says looking at Yangyang pointedly.
"Oh yeah! Thats today. Nice to meet you I'm Yangyang." He says turning to you and smirking lightly.
"Y/N. Nice to meet you Yangyang." You say smiling at him.
"You're hot. Ten's gonna like you." Yangyang says laughing as he walks past you towards the living room.
A warm blush creeps up your neck as Hendery rolls his eyes.
"Ignore him. Here's the final stop. Your room" He says opening the door and letting you in first. "Make yourself at home. The bathroom is right next door. By the time you're done unpacking dinner should be done."
"Thank you Hendery." You say in awe as you look around the fully furnished room.
"No problem." He says briskly walking out of the room.
You quickly get started unpacking your clothes. The rest of your things should be here next week. After about 30 minutes of unpacking clothes, you get tired. You change into something more comfortable and lay on your new bed.
Scrolling on Tiktok for a few minutes then you're knocked out sleeping.
*2 hours later*
You're awoken by a soft knock on your door pulling you out of your much-needed nap. You sit up quickly hopping out of bed and heading to the door. You are greeted by Hendery.
"Hey, dinner is ready come when you're ready." He says taking in your appearance.
"Okay. Let me put on my slippers really quick." You say walking away from the door and sliding on your bunny slippers.
You follow Hendery to the kitchen. Kun's plating the food and Yangyangs already sitting at the table.
"Smells really good Kunnie." You say walking to the table.
"Cute slippers," Yangyang says glancing up from his phone.
You don't notice the slender man stalking towards you silently.
"You're in my seat." You hear a soft voice say from behind you.
You turn around quickly slightly startled not recognizing the the voice behind you.
"You guys have assigned seats." You say with furrowed brows taking in the image of the man before
He was handsome and beautiful at the same time. With sharp features and cat-like eyes narrowed into slits as he stared at you angrily.
"No, but this is my seat." He said gripping onto the back of the chair you're seated in.
"Ten cut it out. She just got here." Kun intervenes placing your plate of food down in front of you.
"Thank you, Kun." You say turning to the delicious-looking food. "It smells amazing gege."
You hear Ten huff behind you and mumble something under his breath. You ignore it digging into the food.
Ten slams down into the seat across from you staring daggers into your soul. You smile widly at him causing him to roll his eyes.
"So Y/N are you in school or," Hendery starts looking over at you.
"Yeah, I'm in school to become a nurse. Only one year left after this year."You say before taking a sip of your water.
"Lame" You hear Ten whisper lowly.
"You're lame." You say quickly pouting slightly.
"Ten leave her alone. Tell me more Y/N" Hendery says leaning closer to you.
*After dinner*
Everyone is finished eating now. Dinner went smoothly. You got along really well with Hendery. Yangyang doesn't talk much but he adds in every once in a while. Ten pretty much ignored you as he chatted with Kun. You help clean up the table and go over to the sink near Kun ready to wash dishes.
"I'm gonna wash the dishes, Kun. Don't worry about it." You say smiling up at him.
"Why thank you Y/N. Ten come help Y/N the dishes." Kun saying turning towards the living room.
"Why?" He whines. "I was just about to play a game with Yangyang."
"Its the least you could do. You live here too." Kun saying walking over towards the couch.
He sighs loudly standing up and trudging over to the sink beside you.
You turn on the water and start washing the dishes.
"You can just dry them for me." You say handing him a dish.
"Whatever." He says grabbing a towel.
As you wash the dishes you notice Ten staring at you.
"What? Is there something on my face?" You say glancing at him continuing with your task.
"You're really pretty when your mouth is closed." He says snatching the dish out of your hand to dry.
"Thanks. You're not to bad yourself." You say rolling your eyes.
"Not too bad. So you weren't sneaking glances at me across the table?" Ten say poking you in your side.
"No, and you would only know that because you were staring at me first." You say furrowing your eyebrows.
"And if I was. Your body is perfect. And your face is pretty. I like that about you." He says moving closer to you.
You feel his warm breath fan over your neck. His close proximity makes you melt practically falling into his arms.
"Come with me. Be quiet." He says grabbing your hand and leading you away from the sink and down the hallway.
You get to his room and he opens the door pulling you in quickly.
Pulling you into his hard chest he licks up his neck. Sucking firmly on the sweet spot on your neck. You know there will be a bruise later.
You whimper softly your hands coming up to grab his elbows bracing yourself.
Ten pulls back looking into your eyes deeply. "You're so annoyingly cute fuck."
He pushes you backward onto his bed. He gently lays him self down beside you. His hand goes directly to the skimpy tank top you through on earlier.
"I wanted this off of you since I saw you." He purrs into your ear as he slides your top off.
Taking one of your hardened nipples into his mouth you whine lowly. Bringing your hand to tug on his dark locks. He toys with your other nipple with his free hand.
"Fuck Ten." You cry out inching closer to his warm body.
He detaches himself from your chest.
"Open your legs for me." He instructs laying his hand on your thigh.
You obey immediately. In a daze from his touch. He tugs your shorts down in one movement.
"So pretty baby. youre already so wet for me." He says spreading your lips for him to get a better look.
He rubs clit slowly. Sending shockwaves through your body instantly.
"Ten please." You moan shutting your eyes tightly.
"Please what baby? Tell me what you want." He breathes into your ear heatedly.
"Please fuck me with your fingers." You exclaim feeling upset with his teasing.
He digs his fingers into your heated core. Stretching you out perfectly. You clench around his fingers. Reveling in the feeling of his hands all over you.
"You wanna cum for me, baby. You want to fuck yourself on my fingers until you cum. You're such a fucking slut and I knew it from the moment I laid eyes on you." He says to you feverishly.
His words send your mind reeling. Making the pleasure he's giving you ten times stronger.
"Letting a guy you just met finger fuck your sweet pussy. What would Kun think? You slutting yourself out for me so easily." He says as you start to squirm more.
Your loud moans reverberate off of the walls of his room. You cry out for him feeling your orgasm approaching quickly.
"Ten, ten, ten," You chant his name like a mantra that you cant get of your head.
"I'm here baby. Cum for me. Cum for me." He says gripping your plush body tightly.
You moan loudly as your orgasm takes you over.
"There you go." You hear Ten whispers as you come down from that intense orgasm.
You feel Ten kiss your forehead gently. He gets up slowly and walks out of the room. Before you panic he enters the room again with a rag. He wipes you clean and help you put your clothes back on.
"You know for an asshole you're quite the gentleman." You say standing up from his bed finally.
"Shut up loser." He says smiling softly at you. "Get out."
"Whatever Ten. Goodnight." You say heading towards the door.
"I'm always here if you want some more." He says as you shut his door behind you.
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Aneiiiiii💛💛
How are you? Hope you're doing well and staying hydrated.
I was wondering if I could request a Mark thing👉🏽👈🏽
So I'm braiding my own hair rn, knotless, and it is hell😭😭 my back, neck and arms are screaming and it's 10pm. I started around 3pm. Girl 😔 SHOUT-OUT to all the people that braid their own hair. Y'all are legendary ❣️
So something where like Mark feels bad and offers to help and also gives like a cute massage afterwards idk. Just something cute to make me feel like this suffering is really worth the beauty 😭😭😅😅
Love you🫶🏽🐝
Mark sat on your bed watching your movements very carefully. You seemed to almost be done but like you always tell mark, “one part can turn into three”.
You sigh throwing your arms down to your side, arms hurting like a bitch. Mark cracks a smile looking over at your glossy lips fold into a pout.
“You okay sweetheart?” Mark asks sitting up from the bed
“No. I’m tired. My arms hurt, my back hurts, I want some chips” you say making him laugh
“Is there anything I can do to help my love?” He asks coming to stand behind you
You look up at him through the mirror
“First off all you can go to the store and get me some snacks” you say
“You want to come with me?” He asks making you frown
“Mark…the middle of my head isn’t done. I’m not going no where” you say making him laugh
“Okay fine, guess I’ll face time you when I get there” he says making you nod
“Yes please, thank you” you say as he walks away
“You forgot to say something else” he says turning back around
“No I didn’t” you say looking over at the packs of hair only hoping that you had enough
“Yes you did” he says stomping his feet
“I didn’t can you please get my snacks” you say separating your hair
“Baby tell me you love me!!” He says leaning on your back
“Ow! Mark get cha ass off me!” You scream
“Say you love me and kiss me” he says puckering his lips
“I love you can you please go get my snacks baby please!” You ask
“I didn’t get my kiss but I’ll go get your stuff” he says making you give him a sarcastic smile
Soon he left and you got to gelling and parting your hair. By the time make came back you were done parting your hair and all you had to do is braid but maybe you were too tired for that.
“I got you a bunch of stuff” mark says
“What did you get yourself?” You asks
“I got me a coffee” he says showing you the cup of ice caffeine
“Did you get me a coffee?” You ask
“Nooooo” he says going wide eye
“Well can I have some of your coffee?” You ask batting your eyelashes
“Well when you look at me like that, You can have whatever you want” he says making the both of you laugh.
You take a sip of his coffee moaning at the sweet but slightly bitter coffee.
“That’s good, I need one of those” you say handing him the cup
“Want me to go back and get you one?” He ask making you shake your head
“No what you can do is come over here and help me with my hair” you say making him nod
It wouldn’t be his first time helping you with your hair. Mark has helped you with washed day, detangling, installing a wig, even braids so he was gonna help you now.
He goes to wash his hands and he comes back grabbing the pre parted pieces of hair. Sitting between his legs you tackle one side of your hair and he tackles the other.
You quickly braided your side as mark took his time to braid so he didn’t mess up and you yelled at him.
“Mark…hurry up!” You say falling asleep
“I don’t wanna mess up!” He says
“Please hurry up my neck hurts and im tired” you say with a whine
“Okay I’ll give you a massage when im done but you know how you get when I mess up on your hair” he says making you nod
“I mean, you right” you say making him chuckle
“It’s okay baby I only have three braids left” he says still slowly braiding
“Is it really only three?” You ask with a frown
“No…it’s six” he says making you groan and himself laugh
Within him and his slow braiding you fell asleep on his leg. About 40 minutes later he was done and actually proud of his work. He quickly grabs his phone taking pictures of the braids he braided and your sleeping figure.
“Baby wake up, I’m done” he says gently shaking you
“Did you put mousse and oil sheen on it?” You mumble
“No, you can do that yourself. Go wrap your hair up and get ready for me to rub on your body” he says making you jerk up from your sleep
“Now that just sounded weird” you say making him chuckle
“I always rub on your body don’t make it an issue” he says making you roll your eyes and laugh
“Your such a weirdo” you say giggling
“I’m your weirdo” he says moving his eyebrows up and down
“Yes, yes your are” you say planting a kiss on his lips before going to mousse and wrap your hair
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Parking lot shenanigans
pairing: mark x fem!reader
genre: churchboy!mark, smut, shy mark in front of the elders, car sex, some fluff, not suitable for minors
word count: 1,558
"Oh Mrs. Park, I gotchu, don't worry" Mark runs to the stairs to help the elderly, Mrs. Park by giving her his hand and guiding her up to the stairs. He tucks her arm under his, for a steady grip and he takes her to her seat.
"Oh Mark, you're such a good boy" she compliments him. "So caring and handsome, you have a girlfriend yet?" Mark's face turns red as he blushes, looking away.
"Uhh no, haha I don't know how to talk to girls Mrs. Park." Now acting shy, "Plus.. none of them are as pretty as you Mrs. Park." He wiggles his eye brows at the lady, making her laugh.
She slaps his arm playfully, "Oh goodness, charming too! I don't believe for a second you don't have a girlfriend" He helps her sit down and laughs, dodging her comment.
Walking up and down the aisle, he helps everyone that he can. Collecting compliments left and right about being such a "good boy" and getting pats and pinches on his face. Although shy, Mark loves the attention. His shy, charm seems to be working on every elderly woman that comes to church. They absolutely adore him.
As he's helping the last lady settle down, he catches you standing at the back, screw-facing him with squinted eyes. He lightly jogs to you with a big cheeky smile. "Hi"
"WhaT a GoOd bOy.. oH GIrLs DonNt TaLK TO mE" You mocked him, making him poke his tongue to the side of his cheek.
"Dude you know my parents can't find out about us. They said no dating until after exam season." He whispers, looking around before tracing his fingers along your arm to hold your hand and kiss it.
"Whatever" You smack his hat so it slides down his face.
Seeing Mark all innocent and shy like this, around everyone in public does something to you. He's so respectful and wholesome. Helping ladies by opening doors, holding their hands and using his charm to make them giggle. You wonder, what they would think of him if they only knew, what he's like behind closed doors.
"Open your mouth for me baby" His hands constricted around your throat, voice low with rasp as he slowly spat in your mouth. You clenched around him, making him moan. "Fuck baby" slowing down his strokes, taking his time. He admired your faced. Mascara ran from the tears, hair a mess from being in his fist, he made a mess of you but loved every bit of it. He let go of your neck, caressed your cheek with his thumb until he let his hand wander down to your clit, rubbing circles around it. Eyes still examining your face. "You scrunch your eye brows, like you're trying to figure something out.. like you're confused" he chuckled before pecking your lips. Slowly, speeding up his strokes. "It's such a beautiful face.. when you cum.. cum for me baby" He kissed you once again and your tongues met.
"Mark.."
"yeah?"
"pull my hair again?"
"Anything for you princess" He slid out of you, flipping you over, on your stomach, before re-entering you. "God, you're so wet for me" Dragging his hand up your back, he grabbed your hair and wrapped it around his fist. Pumping into you, both of your moans got louder. "You so nasty for me, baby" He smacked your ass with his free hand.
You started to meet his rhythm, making him groan and whimper. "I'm gonna cum inside your pretty pussy, baby" he pulls your hair harder, making you get louder. "So nasty.. so pretty.. what a drooling mess..." He whispered in your ear through gritted teeth, fighting his own climax.
"Mark... gonna.. cum.."
Snapping out of your flashback, you laugh as he fixes his hat. "Stop playing around y/n. I have to be a good boy, remember." He teases you as you both take a seat in the back. Everyone knew you were best friends, but no one knew when you both blurred the line and started being something a little more than that. When those late night study sessions turned into Mark being trapped in your leg lock.
Sitting next to each other, you both can't help but laugh at stupid jokes. "No but, why does this man look like Nigel Thornberry" you say under your breath and Mark loses it. Wheezing, trying to cover his mouth, his face goes red from holding his laugh in. His dad shoots you both a look of annoyance, before you both shut up and sit back in silence.
It's when you've both calmed down, you elbow Mark to look at your phone and lo and behold, it flashes him a picture of Nigel Thornberry which makes him CRY. Not being able to keep it down, he gets up and walks out the church and you follow him straight after.
You both walk towards his car and burst out laughing. "You're such an asshole y/n" he playfully punches your arm, before lifting you up and sitting you down on top of the back of his car. Standing between your legs, he kisses your lips. "You're so bad, you gonna get me trouble baby." His voice softens.
"Oh cos you're so good? One lady called you a good boy and now it's gotten to your head, look at you." You laugh as he rests his head on your chest, palming your ass.
"I can be good, for you" He looks up at you with his doe eyes and a smirk, making your heart beat faster and you clench around nothing.
"Yeah?"
"Come be good for me in the back seat then" you run your fingers through his hair and he brings you to the ground. He bites his lip, unlocking the car and you both get in the back. Luckily, the sun sets early in the winter time so it's dark already. You both thank the stars in your mind.
Settling down in the back seat, with you on top of him. You leave airy touches all over his body. Your voice changes, a bit authority in your tone.
"You like it when I touch you like this?" You hold his jaw and kiss behind his ear, taking his lobe between your teeth and lightly pulling it. All he can do is, nod. You kiss him once again, a deeper kiss now as you grind your heat against his core. Feeling him slowly get hard.
"I couldn't focus back there you know" you kiss down his neck and his hands squeeze your thighs. "Kept thinking about, how much I wanted you inside me" he twitches in his sweats, making you whimper into his neck. Fanning your hot breath on his wet, skin.
"Stop teasing.." He can barely get out his words, lust making his head dizzy.
You remove yourself from his lap and get down on your knees, in the limited space behind the passenger seat. You slip off his sweats and boxers down to his ankles, with his help. His dick slaps across his stomach.
"Aw what a good boy" you leave a peck on his tip, mocking him.
"Y/n..."
"Shhhh, be good for me" grabbing the base of his dick, you lick a strip from the bottom to his tip, gathering the precum on your tongue. He hisses at the contact.
"Baby.." His hands now holding your hair back for you, so you can continue without disruption. "So pretty.. like this"
You take the tip in your mouth and slowly suck on it, as his head falls back on the head rest and he groans. Wrapping your lips around it with suction, you twirl your tongue all around the tip, making circles. Making Mark lose his mind with each movement. Letting your spit drip down his length, you start stroking him with your hand.
Soft whimpers and curse words leave his mouth, as you slowly take him all in until he reaches the back of your throat. He lets out a loud moan, as you start bobbing your head and hands in a rhythm. You look up at him through your wet lashes, his face in a pout, eyes closed, breath heavy as he tries to hold himself together but is so evidently weak, to your touch.
You now feel your arousal pool between your legs and you moan into him with frustration, sending vibration through his dick.
"I'.. I'm gonna.., cum.." you continue stroking his length, now using both hands.
"Come for me, Mark.. like a good boy" and you swallow him again, his hips start to buck forward as he pushes your head down, chasing his climax. Your eyes water as you feel him throb inside your mouth and you, continue to suck around his head.
Mark whimpers loud, as if he's going to cry, filling your entire mouth with his warm seed. You let it all drip back down on him as you continue you suck and stroke, making his legs shake. "Ahh.. Baby.. st-.. Uhh, Fuck" he can barely get the words out as you, lean up into his mouth and kiss him. Now laughing at the mess you've just made, knowing he's going to go back into public with sticky boxers.
"You're so bad, you know that.." he kisses you one last time.
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special thanks to @markonthemoon for her great ideas and our conversations !! <3
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I want to do a breeding FF but idk who to write it for…so y’all can pick, it’ll be posted Wednesday with part 3 of the Jisung AU.
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Promise, you’ll come back for me. [PART ONE]
“Please hold me, even if it’s just for tonight.”
Parings : Vampire Host Yuta x Fem reader
Summary: After breaking off your two year long relationship with your ex, your best friend Karina decides you need to have fun again. Drink, flirt with guys, and get back in the dating scene. But her idea of a good time is a little different than yours. Leaving you at a booth with a handsome stranger for an hour, despite him being a host, something seems different about him. But what exactly.
Word Count: 7,968
Genre: Romance, Thriller, Horror, Slowburn strangers to lovers
Contains: alcohol consumption, cursing, SMUT: oral female receiving, unprotected sex (yuta pull out game hella strong), thigh riding, blood.
Authors Note: PART ONE IS FINALLY DONE. Thank you for everybody who reblogged and liked I was so surprised at all the interest this fic has gotten. I hope you all enjoy! It took me longer than I thought it would tbh I just kept adding to the plot, and I didn’t want to make this to long so i decided to make a part two that will be coming out soon! ENJOY!!
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“Come on y/n,” Karina said grabbing your hands sightly squeezing.
“I don't know, I don't think I'm ready to meet new people.” You said, eyes staring at the floor beneath you both.
“You won't have to meet new people, well you will, but it's not real! It's just pretending and if you don't like it we can leave. I think it will be fun, plus I know how much you love drinking.” She said letting go of your arm and sitting back into her seat across from you.
It really couldn't hurt having a night out, getting drunk, and forgetting. It's just the idea of a Host Club that you can't get over. You had always heard about them but they seemed so wild, you didn't know if you could handle being in a position like that. I mean, having attractive guys flirt with you and getting unlimited drinks sounded amazing but were you ready to start moving on?
“You don't have to decide right now, I just think it would be fun to go together. Plus when you were with Kun you never really got to experience things that this. Your young and hot, come on now you only live once.” She said fixing her posture and picking up her coffee cup eyes still waiting for you to show some sort of reaction. “Okay if you do decide to come with me, no pressure, I’ll pay for your hour and buy you a new outfit.”
This caught your attention.
“Okay well, now I can't turn it down if it's free.” You said finally looking up to see her glaring at you with her eyebrows raised.
“ I didn't think that would work but deal, I was thinking we could go tomorrow night. Since it'll be Friday I think all the hosts should be there so you’ll have a better selection.” She said pulling out her phone to check the time. “We still have a good two hours before most of the stores close, wanna find something now?” She said picking up her purse and stuffing her phone inside.
“Yeah sure” You both picked up all your things and left the coffee shop, following her down the strip of stores, Karina was loaded with money after selling her business so she always loved spoiling you.
After shopping till the stores were about to close you ended up finding a short deep red dress with a lace-up back that look a little too good to be on the cheaper side. However, Karina did convince you to get the Prada satin heels that were more than your rent. While shopping she explained the basics of what the host clubs involved and her past experiences.
She explained how the hosts pay more attention to the rich women hoping they spend more on their following visits so looking expensive was important. Which sounded shallow but it was their job to bring in money.
“My host is Taeyong, you'll meet him tomorrow. He’s so handsome and charming and he writes music. He's so sweet but he has such a devilish look to him. I think there’s something between us, he texts me and always asks me to come back and see him. You could always pick him, but sometimes it is nice to have someone give you their full attention. Plus there are 9 of them so you'll have tons of options. They are all so different it's really funny to see them interact.”
She goes on describing her first time and the setting and the people there, you can tell she likes Taeyong and it worries you a little bit.
“Okay well! See you tomorrow! I’m excited, I'll pick you up at 7!” You both walk your separate ways and head home.
Tucking yourself into bed you can help but worry, are you even ready to start going out again? It’s just, that this is completely different than a club or a bar, paying for somebody’s company just sounds so desperate. But I guess you can’t hate it until you try it. Rolling over onto your side you finally start to fall asleep.
Since it was a Friday you had the day off, so naturally, you slept in. There were a couple of hours until you and Karina would help out so most of your day was spent lounging. When 6 came around you started to get ready. Curling your hair, putting on makeup, wearing your favorite jewelry. You hadn’t dressed up like this in a while, it’s not that you couldn’t, Kun just wanted to keep you to himself so going out dressed up always ended in him starting an argument.
Seven rolled around and Karina pulled up to your apartment. You both look gorgeous and expensive. When you arrived the nerves started to kick in, you didn’t know what to expect it was such a strange concept but you carried on and tried to shove the anxiety down.
When you both walked in it felt like you were instantly on a different planet. The dim but beautiful lighting, the dark elegant walls, and decorations. It was quite feminine with laced trims on the curtains and couch cushions. It looks like something out of a movie. A voice pulled you back out of your thoughts,
“Please follow me this way” the tall man spoke to you and Karina. She must check in with him while you were admiring the scene.
“Miss Karina please have a seat here, Taeyong will be out to greet you shortly. Any specific drinks for tonight?”
Karina sat, setting her bag down next to her a nicely dressed man came handed her a small white towel and placed a black napkin over her lap. “Hm not yet, I’ll have to see want Tae is in the mood for.” A Small conversation started between the two.
Another man dressed the same as the first came from behind you “Miss, follow me and I’ll show you where you will be seated this evening.”
You cleared your throat to get Karina to look up at you “Just text me if you want to leave, but try to enjoy yourself y/n you deserve it.” You nodded.
Turning back to the man, you followed him to a table with a booth-style bench on one side and three chairs on the other. One light hung from the ceiling lighting up the table in front of you, but leaving the rest of the roof fairly dark. He set a menu down on your table and another man came and handed you the small towel and napkin just like he did for Karina.
You saw a tall figure walk and sit next to Karina putting his arm around her shoulder. That must be Taeyong. You couldn’t make out a face but he must be charming based on the elegant way he carried himself.
“Are you familiar with how the Host Club system works?” The man who seated you asked.
“Karina briefly explain it to me.”
“ Well since it is your first visit, we will have three Host come out at a time, we have a total of 9. Once you have met and had brief introductions with all of them we will have you choose your Shimei which is your host for your visits with us. You will not be able to switch your host so please chose carefully. They will head over soon, can I get you anything else?”
“Oh, no thanks. Thank you.” and with that, he left you alone at the table.
Not long after three men approached.
“May we sit with you? ” One spoke up, he was tall and slender with wide shoulders and a sharp jawline.
“Oh yes of course.” You could barely make eye contact with them. They were all so intimidating and with the darkened lighting you hoped they couldn’t see the blush on your cheeks.
“Thank you for joining us, we are happy to have you.” Another spoke up, this one shorter, he had a youthful complexion and a sweet voice. “Have you ever been to a host club dear?”
“Oh no I haven’t it’s my first time.” The nerves started to set in, three hot guys were sitting right across from you and you had to choose one. Shit there was going to be 9, and they were just the first three and you could barely even talk to them.
“That’s okay pretty girl, we’ll teach you everything you need to know. My name is Johnny. ” The last one spoke up this time. He was even taller than the first one and had a kind smile. He looked the scariest but had such a sweet aura you couldn’t help but feel more at ease when he spoke.
“I’m Doyoung” The first one spoke up. “We hope any nerves your feelings will fade away. You look gorgeous by the way.” He offered you a smile that melted your heart. He was so attractive in a classy prince type of way. He had such a beautiful face that you’d only see in an old painting.
“So gorgeous, I hope we can get to know each other well. But most of all, I wish to know you. I’m Haechan. I’d be honored if you chose me, beautiful.” The last one spoke, his eyes looked directly into yours, he was so smooth with his words it almost felt like you were in a film. You couldn’t hold his stare, it was too much you’d thought you crumble.
“You all are so kind, I wasn’t expecting such a warm welcome.” You grazed over all their faces taking in all their features. They were all so beautiful and picking just one would be devastating.
“Time is up gentlemen, please say your goodbyes.” The man who had seated you spoke up, you hadn��t even noticed he had approached your table.
“I pray this goodbye is not forever darling.” Said Doyoung as he stood with the other men. They all said their goodbyes and left swiftly off to their other guests.
“With your permission, I will send the next three hosts over.” The man spoke.
“Yes of course thank you.”
The man left and right away another set of hosts approached you and asked to be seated to which you agreed. These three were just as charming and good-looking as the last three. Taeil was quiet and kind and had the prettiest eyes, Jaehyun was more muscular and athletic looking and he spoke so seductively you thought you would explode. The last of the three was Taeyong, Karina’s host. You felt kind of bad that he was pulled away from her so you decided right away not to choose him. But when you looked over to see who was with Karina you saw her laughing with a tall blonde man which eased your guilt. After small conversations and them flirting, they left you with the weight of making a decision again. They were all so attractive and sweet, but you kept reminding yourself it wasn’t real so it wouldn’t matter who you picked in the end.
The last three arrived and you were honestly starting to feel exhausted. It was hard work talking to attractive guys and the pressure of keeping a composed graceful image was starting to tire you out.
Following the same in the last two groups, one spoke up and asked if they could join you and of course, you agreed.
“You look beautiful, I don’t know what we did to deserve you joining us.” You realized it was the tall blonde man you saw talking to Karina earlier. He looked way better up close, with bright eyes and a cheery smile. He was so handsome and cute at the same time. “I’m Jungwoo, it’s nice having you here with us.” He felt genuine and if the lighting were brighter you could have sworn he was blushing. The way he was looking into your eyes made you flustered. He was good. Maybe you’d pick him.
“Jungwoo, let us have a chance at least before you swoon her.” Another spoke up breaking your train of thought almost as if he could read your mind. “I’m Mark, but truly it’s nice having you here with us tonight.”
“I’m Yuta.” The last man spoke up. His dark eyes and stare instantly grabbed yours. He was the complete opposite of Jungwoo. “I hope you enjoy yourself tonight, after all, it’s all about you.” He smiled, but his smile was so much different than the rest. It felt almost erotic the way he stared you down. Making you want to slide down your seat and crawl away. He didn’t say much after that, but your libido was skyrocketing. the other two men carrying the conversation. Asked you where you were from and what you liked to do for fun, complementing you every chance they got. Every once in a while Yuta would add something to what the others were saying or ask a question of his own. Even though he was so quiet he was so captivating. You couldn't help but look at him even when the others would speak to you.
This time went by fast and before you knew it the man approached again and told the hosts to say their goodbyes. They say goodbye not, without trying their best to charm you of course and with that, you were left to make your decision. Who would you pick? They were all so handsome and charming and made for really good company. But you can stop thinking about Yuta. He didn’t say much, the others talked about where they were from and what they liked to do. But Yuta stayed quieted almost like he was observing you, it was a little creepy at first but it was honestly endearing and you couldn’t help but squeeze your legs together from the way he wouldn’t take his eyes off of you. It feels like he was listening to everything that you were saying there was going to be a quiz. He didn’t compliment you as much as the other men but his eyes wandered from your eyes to your chest to your hands, your lips, and back up to your eyes taking in every part of you uncovered almost like a wolf to its prey. When he did sneak in a compliment you couldn’t help a blush. He was so interesting and unknown you had no choice but to pick him. 
And not long after picking your Host, he returned to spend his night with you.
“Is this your first time at a Host club?” The man across from you asks. Preparing your drinks with such attention you couldn’t help but watch his hands. His black hair falls to frame his face as he slightly leans his head down careful not to spill one drop of the dark red wine he poured you.
“I’m sorry what was that?” You said shyly avoiding his eyes and looking up to you opting to look into your lap.
“Is this your first time at a Host Club?” He repeated in such a sweet tone you’d think he had practiced it a million times. It didn’t fit his appearance. He wore an all-black suit, but removed the blazer when you both sat down, and had the first two buttons of his white shirt undone showing you just a peak of his collar bones when he moved his shoulders.
“Ah, yeah it is. My friend convinced me to come. She said it’s a fun way to get to know people.” You turned your attention back to his face finally looking up to meet his gaze. You didn’t examine his features until now, he had dark eyes almost black, his lips were perfectly shaped, and you couldn’t help but wonder what he kissed like. And he had such a strong yet feminine build. Wide shoulders with a small waist, and an awfully pale complexion. He handed you the drink with both hands making sure not to spill any.
“Oh thank you.” Take the tall glass and shake yourself out of your thoughts.
“Of course, a beautiful girl like you deserves to enjoy herself. You said you were from Osaka correct? I was born there as well” He said finishing off his glass the same he did you. You could feel your cheeks warm up again and the tension in your lower stomach build up again. You had to remind yourself it was his job to make you feel special, and god damn it was working.
You took a sip of the drink it tasted just as expensive as it looked.
“I haven’t been there in so long, I miss it“ He continued. “I haven’t met anyone from there since I moved, it must have been fate for us to meet. Let’s go back together one day,” he said with a smile.
The alcohol already buzzing in your system, Yuta refilled your glass before you could even realize it was empty. Bringing out the drunk confidence you and slowly shoving down all of your nerves. You couldn’t help playing along with his game.
“Mmm, we must be soul mates.” You replied.
“Y/n a woman as perfect as you, I could only dream of that.”
It’s just his job. It’s just his job. He wants money. You paid for him to treat you like this, but no matter how many times you tell yourself, you couldn’t stop the reaction your already blushed face showed. The butterflies in your stomach and sexual tension you were sure was only one-sided were starting to make you nauseous. 
He saw your heated reaction at his compliment, his signal to place his hand atop yours. Sending chills down your spine, it’s been so long since you’ve had a romantic experience with a man let alone felt turned on by a stranger. But that’s not what caught your attention, why were his hands so cold?
Yuta sensed this immediately, “I apologize, I had just poured your drink I didn’t even think about how cold my hands much be.” He didn’t bother pulling his hands back, instead, he began to trace circles around the area near your thumb.
“It’s okay. But can I, can I just say something personal?”
Strong expensive alcohol is not your friend.
“Of course y/n. Tell me anything” Those eyes, dark and intense made you want to tell him everything you’ve ever thought.
“I just got out of a relationship, he was such a dick Yuta. I wasn’t happy but it was still so hard to leave him. We had been together for so long and I haven’t been flirted with or called pretty in such a long time, and you are so handsome and nice and your friends are so handsome and nice and I feel like I’m in a movie. And these drinks are so good I haven’t drank in years it feels like and I feel like there are butterflies in my stomach and I can’t get them out.” What the fuck was wrong with you?
He pulled his hands back but didn’t stop looking at you. Readjusting his posture his face looked like he was searching for what to say to your drunken word vomit.
“I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have told you all that, oh my god I’m so embarrassing.” You crossed your arms down on the table and laid your head on top of them trying to manifest a phone call to have an excuse to leave with whatever dignity you had left.
“Don’t apologize.” He spoke up, placing his hand on your cheek and slowly leading your head back up to level with him. “There is nothing to be sorry about. I understand this is a little out of your comfort zone. I’m here for you. Tell me everything, I want to know it all. ” He sounded so fucking genuine. How were you gonna say no?
Before you knew it your hour was up and you were wasted. Face now flushed a deep red and hair slightly messy from how often you adjusted it. Words are slurred and vision starting to blur your peripheral vision.
“I can only pray you to come back to see me y/n. There’s something special between us. You are my soul mate after all.” Yuta stood up from the table excusing himself before you could process what he even said.
“Y/n come on it’s time for us to leave grab your bag. Jesus, you wasted as fuck.” Karina came up from behind you helping you stand from the booth.
“Yuta was so nice Karina. I had such a good time he listened to me and made me yummy drinks he was so handsome and perfect he told me he’s my soul mate. How much do I have to pay him for him to be my boyfriend forever.” Half of your weight was on Karina as she lead you to her car.
“Well, your soul mate left you his number,” Karina said placing your bags into the car and beginning to drive off. “Maybe he’ll message you wedding plans.” You couldn’t her sarcasm with how wasted you were.
Your phone dinged.
An unknown number - Please come back soon y/n I miss you. -Yuta
Before you could reply your eyes felt so heavy and you fell asleep, leaving him waiting for a reply.
The next morning was rough. Head pounding and body sore, it had been a while since you had gotten so incredibly wasted. How did the hosts do this every night? Yuta had drunk more than you had but he seemed far better off than you.
Yuta.
How could you forget about the club last night? You pretty much told him your whole life story, good and bad parts. How could you ever face him again? Well, I guess you didn’t have to. The only times you could see him is by paying for his time. Oh my god, his text.
You still hadn’t replied. Pulling out your phone you had a few texts from Karina as well.
Karina - Hey love how are you feeling?
Karina - Text when you wake up
Karina - Also did Yuta text you yet?
Karina - Drink water
Then you saw the text from the unknown number. Yuta’s text.
Unknown Uumber - Please come back soon y/n I miss you. -Yuta
You honestly didn’t know if you could handle seeing him again, with the memories you had from last night and the pounding headache you had, you were drinking a lot. You had no idea what you told him or did with him. God only knows what drunk you decide he was worthy of knowing. You didn’t have to answer him, but part of you still wanted to talk to him. See him again. He was so enticing, so addicting. You had to see him again.
It hasn’t been a day and you already need me back?
It didn’t take him long at all to respond. God damn.
unknown number - I waited for your text all night, why did you take so long?
I was wasted.
unknown number - That’s no excuse. Come back tonight I want to see you. And I know you want to see me.
You do realize I don’t have endless dollars to pay to see you every night?
unknown number - I need you.
The tingling feeling came back. You set your phone down, this next visit wouldn’t be free and you’d have to pay per hour, plus drinks for you and Yuta. Not that you didn’t mind, buying Yuta a drink. It’s just that it would add up eventually and your job was too cheap to give you a good enough raise to spend money so carelessly. Shaking out of your thoughts your phone dinged again, this time it was someone different.
Kun - Hey y/n, can we talk?
Fuck no. No way. Yuta spending all the cash in your wallet was a much better option than this. Opening the chat below it you typed
I’ll be there tonight, wear something cute for me.
And with that, you got out of bed.
This time you decided to dress more casually, well if a long black body con dress with red heels was casual.
Around 7 pm you walked into the host club this time without Karina’s company, you thought I'd be way busier with it being a Saturday night but it was surprisingly bare. With exception of a few women and men tucked away in their seats joined by the gorgeous men you recognized from the night before.
You felt a little more confident this time. Knowing your way around and what to expect you didn’t feel as nervous as the night before. Most of all your excitement to see Yuta blurred out all other thoughts and emotions you had.
Sitting down at a different seat this time you waited for Yuta to arrive. It was fancier and deeper into the giant room. The lighting above was small and resembled a chandler and was brighter than the light from before.
Waiting for Yuta to arrive you looked threw the small menu that listed what drinks were available for the night when footsteps approached you caught your attention. Instead of Yuta, it was the tall blonde man from the night before, will a small smile he asked to sit with you instead.
“Hello y/n I'm Jungwoo, do you remember me?” He said, voice soft and eyes almost begging you to say yes.
“Oh yeah, of course, you were the cute one with the jokes.”
“Y/n you flatter me, Yuta will be here any moment, do you mind if I join you two for a little while?” He asked.
“Yeah totally” You didn’t mean it, “I’d love for you to stay.” Lies. You wanted Yuta to yourself.
And as if God had heard your thoughts Yuta walked up from behind the man across from you.
“Hello y/n. I’m so happy your back. I missed that smile of yours” Yuta said smiling like he did the night before. Tonight he was wearing black slacks with a black silk button-up, the same two top buttons undone but this time a small silver chain necklace wrapped around the base of his neck complimenting his collarbones. To be brutally honest you wanted to ravish him.
All sexual thoughts aside the night were honestly going great, conversation came easy with all of you (mostly you and Jungwoo) being buzzed. Jungwoo made great company and he was such a cute drunk, flirty and funny, and at one point he even stood up and danced with you in the middle of the room pulling and swinging you around, both of you laughing loud enough for everyone to hear you. Yuta sitting quietly watching everything unfold. But after the first 20 minutes passed Jungwoo left, leaving you and Yuta finally alone.
“Jungwoo’s a sweetheart,” Yuta spoke now that you two had a table to yourselves.
You hummed in response. Take another sip of your cocktail.
“I don’t know why I can’t stop thinking about you.” He spoke so casually, like it was just a normal phrase. But when you looked up to see his face he was serious, eyes darkened and eyes staring into yours.
Chills shot down your spin.
“Mmm, I'm not sure either.” Letting any words that came to the head spill out of your mouth, if he was truly serious about his feelings you had to play hard to get, and if he was just fishing for a reaction you needed to play it cool.
“Y/n don’t act like you haven’t been thinking about me. You don’t hide your sexual frustrations very well my dear.”
You nearly spit out your entire drink and died right then.
“I have no clue what you're talking about.” You replied trying to hide your state of panic. He fucking read you like a book. “Your mind went somewhere dirty if you think I've gotten aroused from any of our conversations.”
“Oh yeah? You’ve been staring at my lips all night, and don’t think I can’t see your wandering eyes.” He leaned forward almost meeting your face at the other side of the table. “Are the butterflies still trapped y/n? Do need some help letting go?”
Yuta was inches from your face now, you could lean back and escape him but you couldn't back down. Not when he was patronizing you. Trying as hard as you could to keep a poker face you didn’t dare budge.
“Jungwoo’s cute, maybe he’ll help me without making me pay.” You sighed leaning back away from Yuta letting your back hit the cold seat.
“Jungwoo isn’t your soul mate y/n. There’s only so much he could help with.” Yuta leaned back into his seat taking a sip from his drink turning his gaze somewhere else.
Trying to follow where his eyes looked the man from before came to inform you that your time was up and it was time to say your goodbyes. Before Yuta could leave first you stood up hugging him and rapping your arms around his neck.
“You know how to reach me.”
And with that you left, leaving him standing alone.
Not long after you arrived home your phone buzzed.
unknown number - If the butterflies come back, I know a remedy to keep them away. I could show you at my place. Tomorrow night? I’ll pay for drinks.
You did not think that would work…
Send the address. I’ll be there at 8.
Falling asleep, you were more than satisfied that you made him crack first.
When it came time to head to Yuta’s you debated on whether or not to dress up again. He wanted to hook up just as much as you did. So your favorite dark red matching set was a must. And you settled for a black mini dress and heels.
Typing in Yuta’s address you headed over to his place. He lived across town in the expensive rich people neighborhood, which wasn’t a surprise.
“Are you having her over?” Mark’s loud voice made Yuta jump from the other side of the phone.
“Yes I am, there’s no need to YELL into the phone Mark,” Yuta replied.
“It’s just not like you to meet up with women outside of work, now that I think about it you’ve never hooked up with a customer,” Mark said.
“Well I liked her, and I'm not even sure if we’ll hook up,” Yuta said finishing getting ready, anticipating your arrival.
“If you aren’t going to fuck her what is this? Don’t tell me you're going to drink from her. She was cute I'll be so sad.” Mark’s voice echoed over the phone.
“No I’m not going to drink from her, I just wanted to have a beautiful woman over that’s all. What happens, happens.” Bringing out his nice wine glasses and fixing his hair in the mirror for the 5th time, Yuta tries to hang up.
“Wait. Yuta doesn’t tell me this is what I think it is.”
“And what do you think this is?” Yuta answered annoyed by Mark's stubbornness.
“She’s not your soul mate.” Mark's voice was cold and stern.
“Mark I don’t want to talk about this. I have to go.”
“Yuta listens to me, you can’t base every choice you make off of visions and prayers and promises from him.”
“Who said I was? Plus Mark thinks about it, he told me on the 6th day of the 6th month the 6th woman would be her. That’s y/n. He has never been wrong Mark and you know this. If it’s true and y/n is my soulmate she can turn me back.”
“Yuta when has devil ever had our side, look what he did to us.”
A knock came on Yuta’s door, with only one option of who it could be. “She’s here Mark, goodbye.”
Pulling up to Yuta’s house it was way nicer than you thought, huge and painted a dark grey. Before you could even knock Yuta had opened the door.
“Y/n welcome. Come inside, please.” His smile was warm and charming making you want to eat him alive right then and there.
“Thanks. I was so shocked when I saw your house, to be honest. It’s so nice, makes my place look like a dump.” Following him inside.
“Don’t say that y/n I'm sure your place is great. We’ll go there next, yeah?” Pulling out a chair at his dinner table for you to sit. Once you did he pushed you in. Next? He already wanted there to be the next time?
“I know you usually drink wine, want anything stronger? I have it all.” He spoke pulling a few bottles from a shelf along with two glasses.
“I’m good with anything, I trust you.” Turning your body to face him.
The night went amazing, sharing drinks and stories. You both lightly buzzed but not drunk enough to not enjoy yourself to the fullest. The conversation was so easy and simple that it felt like you had known Yuta your whole life. He told you more about his past and childhood but tended to avoid the topic of his job. Which you understood.
As the night went on you both continued drinking and somehow moved over to the couch where you sat a little too close for this to just be two friends causally drinking together. His hands started to explode your thighs running his hand up and down and causally tracing circles around your knees as he talked. The tension was thick and you both started to make the conversation and your movements riskier. The butterflies were back.
“Y/n if you're going to try to seduce me at least touch me back,” he said smirking at your cheeks heating up.
It was true you had been flirting and talking him up all night but you hadn’t touched him other than your shoulder touching his. Shifting your body to face him you moved to straddle him. Causing your dress to slightly rise your legs giving me more to touch.
“Well that was easier than I thought.” he laughed, tracing his hand down the sides of your torso down to your waist and holding you there, bodies now pressed against each other. Your eyes were half open and breath heavy, still trying to focus your mind on anything but the feeling between your thighs.
“Can I kiss you?“ Yuta’s voice was deep and soft almost a whisper, but with how close your faces were it was like it spoke it into your soul.
Nodding your head, he placed his hand on the bottom of your chin guiding your lips to his and filling the leftover space between you two, tasting the alcohol on his tongue.
His kiss was soft and gentle, intimate. You knew you both wanted to go farther, touch and feel every part of each other. Explore each other’s desires but with how he was kissing you it felt almost like it was your first time. You couldn’t help but feel giddy and excited like he had just stolen your first kiss. His other hand was still placed on your hip you moved your hands to hold his face and neck, slowly grabbing onto his hair to try to get as close as you could.
Finally, he broke the kiss, both of you trying to catch your breath. He moved to your jaw kissing every part of you he could reach, moving down your neck and to your collar bones.
You couldn’t help but shutter, your hands moving to start unbuttoning his shirt. Slowly pushing it off his shoulders.
“Ride my thigh.” he said pulling off the rest of his shirt and tossing it onto the floor.”
Your eyes widened you couldn’t hide the obvious shock on your face. You had never done it before, but by the feeling of him under you, you weren’t at all opposed. He slightly lifted you moving you to sit on his thigh and grabbing your waist. Holding onto his shoulders pulling him into another kiss he started to guide your hips on his thigh rocking you back and forth. Causing the friction of his pants on your clit to make you moan. He held you down more forcing your legs to spread even wider on him, grinding down against him and deepening the kiss.
“Yuta, it feels so good.” breathing heavily, moving your hips faster feeling your orgasm start to build in the pit of your stomach. He moved his hand from your waist to under your panties and onto your clit making you gasp against his mouth.
“Cum baby, I know you want to” Voice low and erotic sending you straight into your orgasm moving your head in his neck moaning and panting. Yuta still holding your hips guiding you.
Reaching down in between you, your palmed at his cock making him throw his head back into the cushion. 
“Mmm not here. Bedroom.” Grabbing your hand he led you to his room. It was dark with only the moonlight from the open window. Just enough light to see the man in front of you. Guiding you down, Yuta laid on top of you caging you into the pillows. You removed your dress while he went back to kissing down your chest, helping you pull it off.
“Take this off?” He asked running his finger down the strap of your bra.
You sat up slightly undoing the clip in the back and throwing your bra somewhere across the room pulling Yuta by the neck back down on top of you. Chest to chest, you could feel your heart beating in your chest.
“Yuta want you now, please. Please don’t make me beg for you.” Your eyes were full of lust staring back up at him. Arching your back trying to get anything from him that you could.
“No need to beg beautiful, I’ll do anything you say.” Kissing down your chest to your stomach, getting closer and closer to where you needed him the most. He moved lower down the bed not breaking eye contact. Gently grabbing your knees and partying your legs for him.
“For somebody so cocky your so needy.” He said slowly pulling down your panties and tossing them on the floor. “Mouth or fingers baby.”
“Anything Yuta please whatever you want just need you.” You sounded like a bitch in the heat but damn it it’s been weeks since you’ve slept with someone and Yuta’s sexy ass had you worked up so much you’d die if he didn’t make you cum again in the next 5 minutes.
Before you could say anything else you felt Yuta press open-mouthed kisses to the inside of your thighs.
“Yuta ple-“ you couldn't even finish your sentence when you finally felt his mouth on your clit sucking and kissing. Adding two fingerings into you with ease fucking in and out of you.
“God Yuta please don’t stop keep going feels so good” You couldn’t keep still he was giving you everything you craved and more squirming trying to grind yourself against his fingers and tongue.
“Feel good baby? I swear you were made for me” Yuta placed his hand on your stomach holding you in place. Your next orgasm building quick with how perfectly he was hitting every spot inside of you.
“Close Yuta please keep going.” voice shaking and breathy with pleasure. “Mmm, I'm gonna-” before you could finish you came on Yuta’s tongue sending shivers down your spine and taking all the breath out of your body. Yuta still working his fingers helping you ride out your pleasure.
“Yuta need you now please, wanna feel you in me.” Grabbing his face and lifting him back to you kissing him harder this time tasting yourself on his tongue.
He pulled down his underwear freeing his already hard cock. Running your hand down his chest and between his legs you started stroking him while he kissed you stopping at the tip to run your finger over his slit, making him moan into your mouth.
“Y/n please don’t tease me. Wanna be inside.” Breathy and whiny he groped your breast pinching and squeezing. “Gonna fuck you now. Need you.”
“Need you too, Yuta” Kissing him hard, lips teeth, and tongue all crashing into each other with hunger.
He guided his cock into you slowly stretching you making you moan into his mouth and grind down against him. Wrapping your legs around his waist to pull him closer.
“Fuck you feel so good baby taking me so well.” Moving in out of you faster now. Stroking perfectly to hit every spot making your stomach flip and feeling your third orgasm start to build.
He fucked into you so perfectly, he was rough but in a way where it still felt like he was making love with you. Moving his hand down to your clit tracing circles making your back arch and head roll back.
“Y/n I'm close.” Yuta let out a breathy moan still keeping up his pace. God damn where is this stamina coming from?
“So close, keep going please.” Feeling like you were about to burst yet again, Yuta kissed your jaw and breathed onto your neck ripping your third orgasm out of you.
“Fuck y/n your gonna be the death of me” thrusting himself as deep as he could then pulling out and cuming onto your stomach and chest.
He was glowing in the moonlight, hair sticking to his forehead with sweat, chest rising and falling and arms strained for holding himself above you. He rolled over and collapsed next to you on the bed.
Grabbing your hand and holding it, kissing the back of it. “Thank you y/n”
Turning to face him you leaned over kissing him.
“I should probably be thanking you, that was probably the best orgasm I've ever had. No more butterflies, for now at least”
“Now you're just feeding my ego y/n. I’m kinda sad they're gone, hopefully, they come back soon. I want to do this again.” He said starting to forget what he originally wanted to say. “Want to shower? It’s late I was thinking you could stay the night. I can give you some close and I'll sleep on the couch. If you don’t want to I understand I don’t want to “Kissing him again to cut him off.
“A shower would be nice, id love to stay. And you were just inside me so sleeping together is a must. As long as I get to be the big spoon.”
“Deal.” He said smiling helping you up and showing you to the bathroom. He grabbed your towels and clothes and left to shower in the guest bathroom leaving you alone in the room. Slightly disappointed he didn’t ask to join you.
The sex was fucking amazing. Yuta was amazing. You couldn’t help but start to feel like maybe you two could become more. You trusted him with your body, who you didn’t let many see. And you trusted him with your feelings which even fewer people knew about. He made you feel safe and cared for, which Kun, never did. He was always so busy with work or other plans you didn’t even remember the last time you two had been intimate without the influence of alcohol.
Drying off and getting dressed in the clothes he left you, you tried to shake off the growing feelings you were feeling for him. What if he just wanted sex and nothing else? I mean you weren’t at all opposed to hooking up again but part of you craved the emotional side of him. You didn’t know a lot about him besides what little information he shared, he was so mysterious.
After settling down into the bed and grabbing your phone from your bag, Yuta walked in. Dressed in only black sweatpants that hung low on his waist.
“Hi” you spoke up sitting up to face him.
“Hi” he smiled, if it weren’t so dark you could almost make out his cheeks turning red.
Crawling inside the covers, he lay facing you looking up into your eyes. “I’m not sure if you were planning on leaving early, but if you do I have some food in the fridge help yourself, and you are welcome to anything in my closet if you don’t want to wear your dress out tomorrow morning.”
“Oh. Well, I usually don’t wake up early, I wasn’t planning on sneaking away. You can’t get rid of me that easily Yuta.” You said shuffling down the pillow and getting to eye level with him. “Roll over.” You said twirling your finger.
“Wait what,” he said taken aback by your statement.
“I said I'm the big spoon, roll over so I can cuddle you.”
“OH. To be honest I thought that was your way of telling me you were sick of looking at my face.” He sat up rolling himself to face the wall.
“Mmm never. You're too pretty.” You said cuddling up to his back wrapping your arms around his waist.
“Y/n you flatter me so, oh shit wait.” he sat up, closing the window and moving the black curtains that hung beside them to cover any light that could come threw.
Climbing back into bed and back into your arms, “It’s hard for me to sleep when there’s any light, so could you keep the curtains closed in the morning.” he said.
“Oh yeah of course. What are you afraid of the sun Yuta.” running your hand up and down his chest, resting your head in between his neck and the pillow.
“Something like that,” he said holding your hands that laid on his chest.
“Mmm okay. Goodnight Yuta.” You whispered in his ear drifting off to sleep.
“Goodnight y/n.”
Yuta's eyes shot open, a now dark inhuman red shade. His body went stiff realizing you two had moved to lay on your backs with you holding onto his side. Skin pale and body aching and tingling and head dizzy he moved out of your grasp and out into the living room. Searching his shelf for anything he could drink to fix his physical state. Tonight was his night to feed but it slipped his mind with how much he wanted to spend the night with you. Trying to find anything he might have left in case of emergency he only found a small vile. Not enough to feed off of. He needed blood and fast it had been a week since he last had any. Leaving him weak and desperate for anything he could get. He could go out and find somebody, surely somebody was out walking alone at night. No, he might wake you up.
Oh… there was always you. That would do the trick.
Walking back into his bedroom he saw your sleeping figure under his sheets. Breathing in your scent eyes full of hunger and desire. He could always have you. Bending over using his hand to push back the hair in front of your face, and pulling down his t-shirt from your neck. He craved you, knowing your sweet taste would replenish him and bring him back to his normal state.
He couldn't, trying to come to his sense. Shaking himself from the thoughts that clouded his mind. Trying to reason with himself didn't work, fangs starting to bare from his teeth, mouth-watering. He slowly moved his mouth to where he once kissed your delicate neck, opening his mouth and biting down tasting what sweetly ran threw your veins.
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he could imagine falling for her.
especially when he breaks away, forces himself to break away from her, just for a second, he couldn't bear to stay away from her touch for more than that; for the fear that this moment would end when he knows, he knows, that she would never walk away. that's his thing after all.
He sees the moon, the world, the universe in her eyes - drooping slightly as if she's tired and who could blame her? a light, barely there sheen of sweat and the huffs that sound as she struggles to catch her breath. how can he not chase after those now bitten lips as they sound out his name, her hands clutching his as if she's unsure of if she should push him away; she should, she really should, if she wants to be able to save, to protect what's left of her but she won't, they both know she won't, she could never. and even if she were to have any such thoughts he'd pull her right back in, brushing his lips to hers before it escalates. and it always, always escalates.
and when after a long day, he sees her name in his notifications he can't help but want to stay with her forever and ever. she deserves more, so, so much more, he knows that but the thought of giving her up pains him. so once again, his mind occupied with thoughts of her, and only her; it was always, always her, he finds the strength to carry on and face the world.
but of course, when he finds himself at the mercy of her tears, her sobs, her trembling figure and her broken voice he can't help but stay still. he should comfort her, he knows that he should wrap his arms around her, whisper soft comforts and promises into her hair, and never, never let her leave his embrace, but he can't. he’s dazed, stuck in a stupor. he almost laughs at the bitter, bitter irony of the whole situation.
to keep her safe he knew, he knew he had to leave her. stay as fucking far as possible so that she could heal, in peace, away from him and his self destructive endeavours that somehow always ended up tainting, hurting, damaging her.
and that's why, without fail, without a single exception, he finds himself leaving her. shattered, on the ground.
but then again, he always, always, always finds himself coming back. how could he not after all? she's always so warm, so inviting even when he knows, he knows, goddamn it he knows how much agony and suffering her heart must hold against him and his perpetual habit of reeling her in and after a whirlwind couple of days, detaching himself completely. breaking her over and over till there'd be nothing left at all. maybe that's what he wants then? subconsciously? to have her so utterly crushed that he be the only one who could ever piece her back.
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Nct127 hard thought most likely to hook up with a fan?
NCT 127 Hard Thoughts
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Jaehyun - he just seems like he does. Idk.
Yuta - he has no shame pt. 1, if he wants to hook up with a fan, hes gonna.
Haechan - I just don’t think he cares, and he isn’t very cautious either. If he wants a nut bust that’s what he’s gonna look for.
Taeyong - I think he’s just a sweetheart and open to any kind of intimacy, any shape or form.
Jungwoo - no shame pt. 2. If he wants you, he wants you. It is what it is
Johnny - I think he’s a bit like Taeyong. He’ll hookup with a fan if that’s what both of you want, no problem.
Taeil - he’s too cautious imo. He’s definitely thinking about it and considering it, but he’s too chicken
Doyoung - will not. Just won’t. He’d see it as unsafe and unprofessional. He doesn’t know the intentions of his fans and he’s not willing to find out
Mark - he’s too nice. He would feel like it’s taking advantage of you because you’re his fan.
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