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Kink Factory [Pt2]

Pairing. Camboy!Donghyuck X Innocent!Reader ft boyfriend!Chenle and frat boy! Jaehyun

Summary. Your relationship with Chenle gets strained as you continue to seek Donghyuck's guidance in your private life. You'd disagree to call it cheating, but the more you spend time with Donghyuck, the more it tugs on your relationship with Chenle and the more you begin to fall for Donghyuck.

Genres. Angst. playboy meets innocent girl. vanilla girl becomes exotic. heartbreak

Warnings. Kinks mentioned (cuffs, nipple play, cunt play, bdsm). Smut (awkward/vanilla, rough positions, crying, dry humping, crampie). Caution (corrupt human behavior, degradation, non fluttering words)

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With constant hits and popularity rising to you and Donghyuck, Donghyuck comes three times a week; Tuesday, Thursday and Sunday, giving you enough time to spend with Chenle and also practice what you’ve learnt. Despite Chenle finishing in two minutes, you note that your foreplay life with him has evolved into something beautiful and you can tell that it’s something highly anticipated by the both of you.

There seems to be a spark that has lit up inside of you as well as Chenle. It seems that watching Sexy Sun please his new girl (you), has put Chenle in some sort of mode to always follow. Meaning, whatever Donghyuck did to you, Chenle would try it out.

Which also means that you’ve started anticipating Donghyuck’s every move. Although you’re still tense in some moments, he surely makes you feel calm when inserting his fingers inside of you, or staring so deep into your eyes with praises of how well you’re doing, and at times doing after care services with you making sure you’re cleaned up before he goes. Most of the times it worries you that Chenle can’t smell the scent of cigarettes around your room or he doesn’t notice the background that is similar to Sexy Sun, he doesn’t even realize that the vibrators you use are the same ones that Donghyuck uses in his live.

Other than that, days and weeks have passed and you’re feeling that the days are closing in on Donghyuck finally inserting himself inside of you. He used the vibrators to stretch you open, and now it’s time for him to start using the dildo’s to make it easier for you to accept his length in you, he even mentioned how he’d like to try and eat you out one day. And then finally he’ll put his actual dick inside of you. Donghyuck really has a gift and knows how to capture the audience attention as well as yours. Every night when he comes over his audience is never disappointed and they pay large amounts of money just seeing you being pleasured. He's really good at pleasing you and he's been keeping the tips up high- and every time he offers to pay you, you refuse and ask him to pay you with lessons.

And boy have the lessons been the best thing you’ve ever learnt in your entire life. How to please your boyfriend. Most of the times, Donghyuck jokes that these are things he wishes girls would do for him, but other than that he’s really gentle when teaching you all these tricks that he knows.

It kills you how one day you’ll have to stop seeing him.

Your main mission is pleasing Chenle, and if Chenle is pleased then it means you’d no longer need to give Donghyuck your service. But just as much as you’re using him, he’s also using you and you must admit that he makes a lot of money from kink factory. When he offers to pay you some of the amount, you always tell him to keep it because he deserves it more. And as days progress, you realize just how intelligent Donghyuck is. Aside from being a good teacher, Donghyuck excels in his studies. He could’ve been a nerd like you and Chenle but somehow he found himself part of the cool nerds. But they don’t call themselves nerds.

And by spending a few minutes with Donghyuck, you’ve sort of gotten to know his friends. They all tease how they want to enter in you, and every time you look uncomfortable, Donghyuck takes you away to tell you the next steps and so on. But none the less, you’ve gotten to know that they are nerds…just the cool kind. Renjun is in business marketing, Jaemin is in human resources management, Mark is in talent specialist acquisition training, Jeno studies cyber law, Donghyuck does computer robotics engineering and Jaehyun is in civil engineering. A smart duo but they all have their heads in the wrong places, especially when it comes to their future and what they’ll do.

All you can wonder now is if Donghyuck finally puts himself inside of you…will you still need him to teach you, or would you finally call it off? Because all you wanna do is please Chenle, and if you figure out how to get down to the problem…you might not need for Donghyuck to teach you.

Feeling troubled by your thoughts you decide that you'll voice it out with Donghyuck the next time you see him. Going to the canteen and up the flight of stairs, you nervously approach the table in which Donghyuck is always seated at with his friends. Instead of seeing him, you see all his other friends except him.

Upon not seeing him, you back slide and make your way out. Half way through– you almost bump into Chenle. Your eyes widen slightly for a second when seeing him. "Baby? What are you doing here?”

Chenle’s smile is warm when he embraces you in a hug and points to Jisung (one of his classmates). “Jisung wanted to show me something, are you headed to the lunch break spot now?”

“Uhm yeah,” You nod your head with a little smile. Despite the times you spend around Donghyuck, Chenle shouldn’t ever know what you did behind his back.

“I’ll come later on,” He notes. “I won’t be too long,”

“Okay,”

Parting ways yet again, you’re walking outside of the canteen still looking for Donghyuck, hoping that some way you can see him or spot his all too familiar leather jacket or cloud of smoke that sometimes surrounds him. Sending him a message on Kink Factory that you need to talk to him, you’re bummed when he doesn’t see the message immediately. Unfortunately, you can’t find him after your search and just decide to go and sit down. It’s in going to your usual spot by the steps do you already notice Chenle. From far he looks deep in thought and when you draw near to him, his eyes go up to yours with so much shock.

“What’s wrong baby?” You ask him taking a seat next to him and putting your hand on his shoulder.

“N-nothing. I was just thinking,” He mutters and removes his glasses and rubbing his eyes before he pulls them back on his face. “I need to get new eye glasses.”

You hum out and bring out your own food. Nothing is unusual, however the silence that soon follows makes you feel odd. You peek at him and he has his eyes glued to his pants, but this time he looks disheartened. “Babe?”

“Hm?” He snaps out of his daze. “Do I really not know how to please you?”

“Pardon?”

“Jisung was telling me that statistically speaking 4 out of 5 women pretend to be satisfied in bed and aren’t really enjoying the sex they have with their partner.” He lets out and worriedly looks between your eyes. “So I just wanna know, am I not good in bed? Do you pretend to enjoy it?”

Your hands land on his cheeks gently as you look at him deeply in his eyes. “Babe, why would you even think that? You think us having sex hasn’t been good lately? Don’t mind the statistics, and don’t be down casted. I’ve really been enjoying myself when we’re together in the room, when we’re trying new things and even when we make love. We’ve been together for a really long time and have explored together, so of course everything is perfect. What makes you think you’re not good in bed? Was it because of Jisung? And why would you guys even be discussing that?”

Chenle looks between your eyes and gets the slight sense of your earnest remark. A month ago you were too shy to even talk publicly about sex. But it’s like a new aura around you has you feeling confident. And if honest, Chenle feels almost pleased that he looks like he's doing a good job in satisfying you. But he can't help thinking what he's thinking after everything Jisung told him. "Jisung is a philosophy student, so he was just reading to me his essay and I felt attacked by it."

"Well don't," You pat his cheek. "You have noting to worry about. In fact, I'd even say that our sex life has improved tremendously, wouldn't you say so as well?"

You expect Chenle to answer in a heartbeat, but when he takes his time you wonder if he still has doubts. Okay maybe ending it with Donghyuck right now isn't a good idea - you need to make sure that Chenle as well feels confident in himself.

Your phone buzzes alerting you of Donghyuck's message in Kink Factory. "Oh I guess I have to go. See you?"

Chenle nods his head as you both kiss each others cheeks before you depart from him. Following Donghyuck's message whereby he tells you that he's in the robotics campus, you surely walk around using the school's safety map (located on section parts of the campus). Upon finding the pole with the label of Robotics, you carefully tread on unknown grounds. Thankfully you don't have to tread far as you spot Donghyuck on one of the buildings smoking by the terrace.

Hurrying in the building to not delay and waste time- you're halted in your tracks when hearing Donghyuck cuss out. "Fuck, I can't keep paying for all your debt mum. I also- mum- hold on what? Do you know how hard it is for me? I haven't paid my own fucking rent in 2 months, I'm living off of dry noodles because I can't even afford to buy my own water, I don’t even eat every single- what? - hold on- wait- mum- mum I fucking even barely have enough to pay for my textbooks- it's a fucking miracle I'm still on scholarship- what do you mean who cares about me? - Mum I'm a fucking male prostitute for crying out loud! Do you know what they call me? A gigolo. Do you know how fucking embarrassing it is to apply for a job and the first thing they see when searching me up is my dick down a throat of an old lady? Do you-"

Donghyuck's irritation causes his voice to grow louder, fairly bitter and tightly in irritation causing you to quickly hide behind the wall to avoid being seen by him. You contemplate leaving…seeing as you came during a bad time, however hearing him pour out his heart has you feeling somewhat nosy and intrigued…you also feel bad.

"I have to! Fuck. I can't believe you're actually fucking talking right now. You're the one who's supposed to look after me- not me always taking care of you. When have I ever gotten the chance to be a child- you always fucked things up- why do I- that's the point you- so fucking disown me already!"

You don't hear anything for a couple of minutes, and right before you decide to reveal yourself (in the most natural and 'non ease dropping manner') you hear an incredibly loud bang and you jerk by the harsh tone of Donghyuck's voice. "Fuck!" The banging happens a couple more times and you think that he’s probably beating something.

Waiting a few more minutes you're not expecting to hear a silent hiss, and then ultimately a sniff. It's at this point whereby you wonder whether you should leave or just enter… leaving seems to be the only option however your heart…hurts.

As you’re going down the stairs and leaving the Robotics building, a thought pops up in your head. It only takes a few steps away from the exit of the building before you race back to the building, climbing up the stairs again and briskly walking into the classroom. You're not surprised that the classroom is empty- otherwise he wasn't going to have that conversation so audibly- however you are surprised that he’s really alone. Why is there no one in this building? Aside from the few students outside, no one is inside. Walking in the class silently, you see him hunched over a desk with his whole head down.

As you get closer to him your eyes enlarge when taking notice of his bloody hand. He’s just staring at it! In alarm you quickly move towards him and place your bag on the desk while bringing out some soft wipes from your bag.

Donghyuck’s focus snaps back to reality when seeing your frail figure bring out some soft wipes and a bottle of water. He clears his throat, running his hand through his hair and wiping his eyes- however he’s quickly alert when noticing his hand is bloody and he feels pain over his knuckles that are cut deeply. “Shit.” He mumbles.

“It’s okay let me do it,” You timidly assure as you take a hold of his hand and start placing the wet wipes on the wounds of his knuckles which are bruised severely. So that’s where the sound came from. He was punching his hand. Just as you try to focus on healing the wound, Donghyuck takes a seat on the stool and tries to clear his head from the conversation he had with his mother. “What happened? How’d you get this wound and cut?”

That seems to do the trick as Donghyuck completely shuts down and pulls his hand away from yours. He digs into his school bag that’s nearby and takes out a pack of cigarettes. “Don’t worry about me. I’m good. So um," Donghyuck rubs the back of his neck, not minding that the blood is still pouring. Your eyes remain enlarged but you don’t try to help. He looks incredibly low and you’re not sure if he’s the violent type or not, so you try not to dwell in that situation. "I was hoping that… I know we still have some toys left, but I really wanted to have sex with you. It could bring in a lot of money...a huge amount of money. I know it feels rushed, but with proper marketing I know that we'll get a lot of money, but what do you think?”

He doesn’t even look at you when saying this, and it’s almost as if he’s ashamed of himself. After hearing the conversation, your mind is quick to piece his words together. He wants money.

“I know it’s a lot to ask…” Donghyuck breathes out still not looking at you. It must be a lot for him too, since he barely lights up his cigarette and his eyes are staring at his bloody hand.

“Wait, I actually had a proposal,” You promptly state. “Do you mind coming with me right now to my dorm?"

"Sure." He agrees in an instant and picks up his bag before stuffing some electronic components inside.

Upon getting inside your room, you make him acquainted with the kitchen as your briefly prepare a small meal. Donghyuck hadn't said anything the whole way while walking as his attention was on the ground (and you can only assume it's because of the conversation he had with his mother), so you're actually surprised when he speaks up. "What are you doing?"

Especially when you dish up for him some food and hand it over to him on the counter. He looks confused and you pay him no mind when taking a seat on the high stool next to him and bringing out a notepad. "I wanted to treat you to a meal and tell you something,"

Donghyuck looks nonchalant towards the food but deep down he's starving and his stomach is growling. He puts on an act of not really being hungry, but you urge him to eat.

"Please eat, seeing your bruised hand and drained face, I want you to have energy,"

Donghyuck breathes in before picking up the chopsticks. You quickly go into your washroom and bring out your first aid kit. You place it to the side as you watch him eating wholeheartedly with his mouth full. He's slurping down on the instant noodles but when you enter the room - he's quick in keeping a simple pace.

Before you can think about it, you’re reminded of how most of the times when Donghyuck would leave your house after each session, some of your left overs would be gone, or other times your fridge stock would be missing. You never assumed much of it because on a daily when Chenle would be over, he'd raid your fridge and take things out either when he would cook or when he wanted to snack. To think that Donghyuck could also have been lurking through each shelf in your kitchen makes you saddened. The poor guy had troubles that were unknown to the naked eye. After hearing the conversation with his mum, his parent who was supposed to be a parent, you heart actually broke at the type of dynamic they had. Donghyuck had taken the parental role while his mother had assumed child position.

Sitting down next to Donghyuck and watching him eat makes you feel at ease and you clear your throat. "While you eat I'm just gonna talk. So I was thinking, well I had a chat with my boyfriend and he looked down and a bit insecure that he didn't know how to please me. I know that our lessons are based on me trying to please him, but I wanted to ask you, what could make him feel less insecure when pleasing me?"

Donghyuck tries to hurry in swallowing his food yet you quickly stop him.

"Wait no, I've got more questions. So, based on you wanting us to have sex because it'll bring in more money, I was thinking of an idea,"

"What is it?" He asks with his mouth full.

You place your pen down and sit side ways so that you're facing him. "My boyfriend was watching an anime the other day and I saw this character that was cute and small and all the guys loved her."

"So cosplay?"

"Uhm,"

Donghyuck picks up a piece of smoked staked meat and dips it in some sauce. "Say ah," You open your mouth and say 'ah' and Donghyuck bites his lip. "You know babygirl, you've got such an attractive mouth. If we had to do cosplay, your mouth and body would be perfect. Can you say 'oppa' in a cute way?"

"Oppa~"

"Fuck, that's hot," Donghyuck chuckles and finds you another meat. He nods his head and hums out. "By the way, the food is delicious,"

"Thank you," You smile. "So what do you think?"

"I like the concept of cosplaying, and a mukbang, but I still think sex could bring us a lot of money,"

You close your lips and tilt it to one side. "Don't you want to test out the dildos and other toys on me first?"

Donghyuck doesn't need to prompt more out of you when seeing your nervous face. He too knows that you're not ready and forcing you into something that makes you uncomfortable will make the viewers all the more reluctant to watch it. Of course there would be those hardcore 'rape her' comments that pop here and there but after reconciling with you that day- he began respecting your boundary a bit more.

You were a fragile girl with a body that still needed to learn.

However, he needed money ASAP.

"How about this?" Donghyuck's ears are perked when hearing another proposal from you. "It seems like you need money and I-"

"No." Donghyuck can already see where you're headed and wholeheartedly refuses. There was nothing more degrading for him then being offered money from somebody. It always felt like pity cash. And he didn't want to be pitied. Better die in debt then have everyone knowing he was strapped in debt. Besides he has been with you for a long time to know that you're actually a very giving friend.

"Sorry, I didn't mean it in a bad way." You meekly say. "I meant that we could film more content on days as well as nights, that way your ratings and views can go up and then also people can tip more."

Donghyuck considers the idea and hums before nodding his head. "Day content sounds good. Could we try one now?"

"N-now?" Your eyes pop and you hold onto your seat.

Donghyuck nods his head, eating the last bowl of food while he stands up and walks to your room. You follow behind him like a puppy and tie your hair back when Donghyuck takes a look at you. As always he's always prepared with a mask and gives it to you. You put it around your mouth and wait for Donghyuck's next approach. He gets out his phone going onto camera.

Starting the recording he approaches you with his phone in his hand and with the other hand he palms your breast softly and slowly almost kneading it like dough. Your tits react and he dips his hand inside your shirt pulling the material down and pulling out your breast from it's bra placement. Your pink nipple has him feeling aroused by how perky it becomes. "Wouldn't you want to pierce these lovely beauties?"

By his comment, ideas pop in his head for a new type of content.

"Babygirl, how familiar are you with BDSM?"

[Sexy Sun Live...]

During the night, you're a moaning mess when Donghyuck applies the pressure on the nipple tweezers over your boobs by pulling on them.

"Damn, you've got such nice tits," You're laying flat on the bed trying to breathe over the mask covering your face. But it's so hard to breathe when every breath that leaves your mouth is a gasp of arousal and it only makes the space around your mouth feel hot. Your body is in heaps of sweat and with your continuous soft breaths Donghyuck is easily turned on by your exotic sweaty but cute form.

Donghyuck despite not liking bondages kink, finds himself taking a liking in pleasing your body, reason being because he loves your eyes. His eyes are stuck on yours. With every blink you do they're rolling in pleasure and sleekly making you look high. He's watched Hentai before and never thought any human girl could replicate the lust intoxication look without cosplay makeup, yet here you are looking dizzy and drunk with pleasure and he can't stop looking. If he could he would've masturbated to your sight.

"Fuck, you look hot,"

Donghyuck has the camera in an angle that's diagonal to the bed. Meaning the viewers can see your body spread out on the bed with him holding one leg over his shoulder to allow for better viewing on your whole body. While one hand pulls on the nipple tweezers over your boobs, his other hand is playing with the tail butt plug on your anus. There's a weird pain sensation that spreads across your body. By the amount of pain over your boobs, you're surprised that it turns you on when Donghyuck pulls on it and plays with your tits. And while there's a literal clog being plugged on your booty hole your surprised that as Donghyuck Wiggles and pulls on the tail do you feel oddly good. He then moves over to your holes and applies pressure over your pussy - and that alone makes your anus (that's plugged with the butt plug) feel hot and you just want to rub it to add onto the oddly weird pain sensation.

When suggesting cosplay to Donghyuck you didn't think that he'd try it the first night. You've got new toys such as a butt plug designed in a hairy tail for some kind of pink fox, you've got matching pink fox ears and a fox mask.

Your hands are in a knot above your head and Donghyuck likes how you look when you can barely hold still. The whole room smells like sex; sweat, semen, sweat cream and perfume. "Can I kiss you?"

Your eyes enlarge but it doesn't stop Donghyuck from pulling your mask down your chin and planting his lips over yours. His tongue slides into your mouth and you engage with his as you slide over his tongue making out. It's a sloppy kiss that's full of smooches and distracts you from Donghyuck's sneaky fingers that slides your leg off his shoulder and uses his other hand to rub your wet holes while the other holds onto a dildo.

As you and Donghyuck discussed, Donghyuck prepares your holes by playing with a squishy dildo over your slippery slope. You're shivering when Donghyuck enters just the tip, and this reminds you of Chenle and his kink for only adding his tip. According to Donghyuck, your boyfriend gets off to just a tip kink and that's a normal and common thing for guys.

However recalling Donghyuck's words only increases your anxiety levels - especially when he pushes the enlarged dildo into your heated core, which is already stretching wide to accomodate the length. Your hefty moan turns into screeches of pleasure making Donghyuck smile inbetween the kiss. Breaking free from the kiss, Donghyuck gets a hold of your legs that seize to close- he holds onto your juicy thigh and instantly pulls out the dildo as you groan out in ecstasy making him laugh. "You're already dick hungry and this isn't even a real dick,"

Donghyuck turns you around on the bed and prompts your butt up. Instead of your butt facing the camera, Donghyuck has your face in direct view of the camera, so together with your mask, you look innocent and so ready for the dick.

"This position is better when getting that dick," Donghyuck says and his eyes focus lustfully on the toy that gets engulfed and swamped into your glory hole. Your loud moan and eyes rolling around don't go unnoticed by all the thousands of viewers watching the cam.

The moment Donghyuck begins moving the rubber toy in and out of your pussy at a pace that you've never experienced - you lose all control of your body and all the gestures it makes. If not for the mask everyone would've seen just how dick-struck you are. You're drooling and you're tongue is out. Donghyuck slaps on your butt and you feel like you can levitate. You can't take it and even though it's still early to cum, you do. But that doesn't stop Donghyuck from going on. In fact with the tweezers over your boobs you still feel high and horny.

Donghyuck out of nowhere takes it out, and slides his head underneath your body. "Shit. Sit up babygirl,"

Your body is trembling and you're still trying to catch your breath when breathing out loud like a dog panting. Snapping back to reality you look down and see Donghyuck right over your pussy.

"Sit on my face,"

You have no time to process his command when his hands wrap around your thighs and he pulls you down to his face. This is something you've never felt before; his nose, his tongue- his face! At this point you're a Hentai character who squeals repeatedly like a child and are in heat. Your toes are curling at every sucking and tongue flicker from Donghyuck. His whole mouth eats you out and you are sure that you can see the stars from how far your eyes have rolled back and you can see the open curtains with the gobsmacking view.

Unaware, you're riding Donghyuck's face just as much as he's eating you out. Jaehyun was right when he said you tasted like a pineapple. You're so sweet and sour that it's mouth watering for Donghyuck, he can't stop sucking you and slurping on your juices. You lose your mind when he he shakes his head and his warm tongue rizzes up your lower half.

"Donghyuck!" You yelp out in wild ecstasy.

While the camera stops recoding as the song ends, Donghyuck doesn't stop pleasing you. And even if you hear the song over and you pick your eyes open to see the camera red recoding light off, you don't stop him. You're both so lost in the pleasure that it takes Donghyuck's phone ringing to snap you out of it. While you're a mess, Donghyuck laughs when he lays you on the bed and begins to undo your ropes and removes your mask. You can barely look at him as your eyes are still trying to adjust.

Donghyuck smiles and pats your cheeks of your worn out face. "You did good babygirl,"

You're too tired to move, so you just lay there like you're dead. Donghyuck performs aftercare services for you and cleans you up, and at the same time cleans up your room too. And throughout the process he's talking about how you're ready for him but you'd still need more practice at taking in dick.

"Speaking of which, can you ride?"

"Ride what?" You enquire.

"Dick," Donghyuck comes back with your granny panty and a shirt. "Can you ride dick?"

You shake your head and sit up to put on the shirt and underwear while removing the fox ears. "I've never done that,"

"Wow, your boyfriend has done you dirty," He sits on your bed and watches you drop to the side while looking at him. "You're basically telling me your boyfriend has never given you control. How're you feeling now? Think you can move?"

"I'm tired,"

Donghyuck smirks but still lays next to you. "Get on me,"

"Donghyuck-"

"Come on babygirl, you did so good, I wanna teach you something," His side gaze over your face has you sighing out before you drape your leg over him and get up to properly align yourself on him. Donghyuck shifts your body lower so that you're sitting on his dick. "Now, I want you to ride me as best as you can,"

"Ride?"

"Like you're riding a horse,"

"Okay," With a little help Donghyuck bucks your hips forward and you get the gist of it by sliding over him. Your eyes enlarge greatly when feeling a heavy force grow.

"Fuck, that's a boner. Keep going," You do as told and from your view up wards, seeing Donghyuck with his eye shut and head back you feel a bit confident to try something. Which is to go a bit faster and allow yourself to move your own hips. "Shit, that's it, keep going,"

And you keep going by circling your waist and trying to find out what feels more good. When you lean back stretching your arms to hold onto his legs behind you, it drives him crazy as his chest begins to rise and fall, meanwhile leaning forward with your hands on his shoulders has him bucking his hips up and down and he's telling you not to stop. Feeling his boner and dry humping him is a new experience that has you enjoying each and every second. Your horny pussy gets wet while Donghyuck's thrusts up into you has you both making eye contact and looking at each other deeply while he shows you how to ride. It comes to a point where Donghyuck has to grip your hips to stop you from going on as he can't handle the erection and burst if excitement.

You smile proudly having achieved his praise, yet you don't get off him. "Hey Donghyuck,"

"Yeah," Donghyuck pats your thigh and runs his hand over them.

"I've just come to realise that you're incredibly smart," You allow your hands to play with the ends of his shirt. "So why is it that you do this,"

You don't even have to go deep in explanation for Donghyuck to understand you. He contemplates in his head of whether to open up to you or not. The decision comes to a conclusion when he sees how vulnerable you are… Or it could be how pussy drunk he is and feeling your covered pussy over his dick makes him soft. "I…" It's shameful to say especially when looking at you, but looking into your eyes has him opening up. "You know babygirl, I'm broke. And being broke, will drive you into doing crazy things, hence my secret kinky life at kink Factory,"

You nod your head listening to him. Seeing how he reacted to your pity sympathy character, you try a different approach. "Would you still reject my money if I think you genuinely deserved it? For pleasing me and making me feel good?"

"My pride would go down." Donghyuck admits.

"There's nothing wrong with a male asking for money. I mean, if you can do it to a bunch of strangers online at kink Factory, why can't I spoil you?" You shrug your shoulders looking deep into his eyes. "I wanna spoil you,"

Donghyuck smirks at your comment. "It's different. I can take advantage of people online. I can't do that to you, you're… too innocent."

Your eyes widen in shock. Is he seriously talking about 'innocence'? "What are you even saying?"

He laughs lightly looking at your thighs. He makes an effort to sit up and you immediately try to get off him, but he holds you straight in one position. He sits up and drags his body back against the headboard before gripping your thighs and pulling you back on top of him so that you're straddling him.

You're even looking into his eyes, as he does the same with you. "I'm saying that I'd rather do this dirty thing with someone else."

"Oh." Well you guess there was always some truth to what Donghyuck said. "You won't do it with me because I'm innocent?"

"And kind. You're thoughtful too." Donghyuck meekly smiles. "You know, I was actually in a bad headspace this afternoon when you came to see me. I was about to have sex with you for money. Literally. But then, when you proposed your idea, I thought about you for a bit. You seemed like the kindest person I had ever met in a while and, well, after you cooked for me I fell in love,"

You laugh at this comment causing him to chuckle. The way his voice drops is so soft and sincere and, if anyone was to hear him speak this way they'd think he was your boyfriend. "Tell you what, exam period is about to start, if you like, you can come over and I'll cook for you. You could even study here if you want,"

"And your boyfriend?" Donghyuck doesn't know why it's a bitter word to say, but when he says it his eyes move to your lips. The kiss he had with you before inserting the dildo inside was so warm. He hasn't kissed anyone in a while so kissing you felt so warm and in that moment…as well as this moment, it felt like you belonged just for him. "What about your boyfriend?" Donghyuck let's go of your thighs by the bizarre thoughts in his head.

"During exams period he's on boyfriend hiatus," You smile, and Donghyuck swears that he can feel something inside his heart move by your smile.

"I think I should be going," He says after a while. "Oh yeah, we didn't even read the comments,"

Your legs feel cold when Donghyuck gets up and moves towards his laptop. Before he can even pick it up and bring it over to the bed - he's frozen on the spot by the amount of tips he sees. "No way."

"What?"

"We made 157,000 tips-" Donghyuck's eyes enlarge.

You don't know if that's a lot but compared to what he said he used to make which was 25,000 tips- you jolt when he cheers aloud and runs to the bed as his lips instantly attach to yours. The kiss is deep as he can't stop the excitement oozing out of him.

Parting from your lips he groans out in ecstasy. "This is greatest nights of my life," Taking his laptop, he returns on the bed and moves past the comments.

Sliding past the comments, your smile grows just from seeing him so happy. "They really like you babygirl, shit this is grand,"

While Donghyuck goes through the comments your eyes slowly close. It's not until your head is just hanging on his shoulder does Donghyuck notice you. Without much hesitation he carefully lays you down on the bed and covers you up. "You did good babygirl,"

Days and weeks pass with you and Donghyuck meeting up often for causality rather then sexual transaction. The tips converted to cash really helped him out. It's through his expenses that you got to learn more about Donghyuck. He's an aspiring Technician who loves creating gadgetry. He buys parts and compiles then together to create a working machine that operates. His presentations are 80's inspired and are aesthetically pleasing, but you're highly impressed by his commitment and dedication. To top it off, it's during exams period that you truly learn that he's a beast when it comes to studying. He uses the money to pass for his exam fees and uses portions of it to buy textbooks that he needs. You also learn officially that he's on scholarship. He often comes by your dorm room to take you up on your offer of both eating and studying (studying at your place is better because it's quiet and not like his rowdy apartment with other guys who walk in to discuss other things with him).

It's obvious that something has changed. Maybe you've both become trusting towards each other; he told you about his crisis with his mum. And how after his parents divorced she hadn't been strong on her own. She turned into prostitution and when Donghyuck was barely of age, she introduced him into that life. The night when he told you that, you felt it in your soul that he trusted completely.

Aside from twist, the both of you have been spending a lot of time together physically. As stated, exam period reduced the amount of times you'd engage in sexual activity, but that didn't mean that Donghyuck ignored you like he would in the past. No, he came to your dorm regularly to do things that you considered friends would do. For crying out loud you even Netflix and chilled with him to anime!

And on his end, things have changed because he's started taking an interest in you… He never missed a bit to mention how he prefers spending time with you then with his friends.

Having his lips on yours regularly should raise flags but it hasn't. Sometimes you kiss for his 30 second reels, other times he kisses you for good luck- because lately he's believed that ever since you helped him in surpassing his normal tips rate then it meant that you were a girl full of luck- hence his usual kisses.

Not only that, but you've gotten a bit more comfortable with your body around him. While his lives were cut down to once a week, he began uploading shorts and reels frequently. The shorts would be you with your mask dressed in cosplay clothes before it would cut to the next scene of him fingering you, other reels had him kissing you by cropping off the top of your face to only show yours and his lips together, and because he's taken a liking to bondage, he'd have you in knots around your ankles and wrists while you were naked and he'd slap your butt continuously watching it turn red, or have you try out the sponsored stuff that producers asked him to sell. The new toys were painful, but strangely really good.

The pain turned you on. And because his tips went up, so did his status on Kink Factory. He was now being sponsored with BDSM bondage toys and even cool cosplay outfits for you. While you never managed your own account, you started doing it for the fun of it. Having thousands of guys message you was hot. By posting little shots of your body here and there, never your face just your body. However when Donghyuck found out, he straight up asked you to not do it, to not sell yourself or your body online. He never did fan service as he said it's full of creeps, and it limited your promotion chances as in if employers searched your name they'd come to your account. If anything Donghyuck really didn't want you involved with the app- and in some way you understood especially when he mentioned that Chenle wouldn't appreciate random guys sending his girlfriend dick picks. And he wasn't lying, because your account was full and filled with thirsty horny guys.

So you removed your content and just stuck to normal social media. Donghyuck followed you! And even though for you it was something, for everyone else around him…it was weird. But who cares.

Aside from that, it's daily and nightly when you see Donghyuck in your house - much more than Chenle.

The other day when Donghyuck came over to study, you were on the bed resting up and before you knew it, he came up behind you and begin massaging your butt and shoulders, offering you tea and plainly being your diary where you complained about exams and Chenle's disappearance. Being with Donghyuck felt good, and that was a problem.

A lot of the things feel good with him. You know they're wrong, but they feel good. The way he rakes your hair or stands around you when you're cooking - or even causally tells you things like a friend would makes you feel some sort of way. If it's not him talking in your ear or him hugging you whenever you need a hug, then it's him sending you memes featuring himself and his gadgetry, this friendship has escalated into something that you don't even know. He even wonders about your studies and compliments you proudly when you bring good results back.

It almost feels like he's your boyfriend.

And it's when you begin to think like that, that you actually wonder where your real boyfriend is. The only reason Donghyuck's been consistent is because Chenle had seriously been MIA. Missing In Action. What was supposed to be a boyfriend hiatus turned into Chenle not pitching up once around you.

You thought you'd see Chenle at school or even during breaks but no, you always say alone and if lucky Donghyuck would find you and sit next to you while showing you his latest self built gadgetry and how it worked. Which even lead you to introducing Donghyuck to a classmate of yours Lee Taeyong who did Computer Science. Upon them meeting Donghyuck advertised his gadgets and demonstrated his skills of fixing a busted up laptop and that got him a solid intern position in a prestigious company.

So when Donghyuck comes over to your dorm for Kink Factory activity and recording, he doesn't rush straight into it like he would do in the past, instead he talks to you as he's been doing lately. Gosh, one time you both spoke before the live and never ended up doing it because you guys were deeply talking.

"I've been thinking," Donghyuck takes a seat next to you on the bed after setting up everything. "After tonight…I think it would be good to close my channel,"

Your ears perk up to that news, a smile groans on your face. "It's about time, I've been telling you that you're too smart for this. And from the time of getting to know you, I realised you weren't even a pervert who liked sex. You're just a person who had no other option. Well you had options you just chose the cheating route."

"I don't even like sex that much. It's draining." Donghyuck chortles, a smirk rising to his face. "Honestly with the amount of time I spent eating you out or fingering you or playing with the toys, it allowed my dick to rest and surely now, I feel healthy. I know this is overshare but really I feel like I've got my flow back,"

"Overshare or not, you always need to be healthy," You smile and bump into his shoulder with yours. "And I'm happy that you're healthy, you've been eating well too,"

"All thanks to you, my personal chef," he pats your head. "However I wanted to do something for you,"

"For me?"

Donghyuck nods his head. "Your boyfriend is one lucky guy," Donghyuck mutters. "So I'd rather we remained friends,"

And that word scares you. You can't say that all of a sudden you're in love with this guy who's been pleasing you and giving pleasure to your body. But you can say you've become attached to him and have seen him slowly opening up and all the cracks around him have come down. You don't love him, but you like him. Like him enough to not want to let this go.

"You don't like the sound of that either, do you?"

"It's not that I don't like it," You breathe in. "It's just, I started this whole thing with the intention to please my boyfriend in our sex life. But in doing it I realised that he had his own tip-only whatever kink, and he's pretty open in doing new things. But since I haven't seen him lately to practice the new stuff we've learnt, it's left me and you learning more about each other. I don't mind being friends, I just don't know if you'd still wanna be friends with me if we don't have s-sex,"

"That's not true at all," Donghyuck immediately says once you finish. "Take these past few weeks. We've spent more time talking to each other instead of pleasing each other. Which means that I like talking to you a lot more than we have sex. And plus we haven't even had sex yet,"

You lightly smile when Donghyuck wraps his arm around you and lays his head on yours.

"So what did you want to do for me?"

Donghyuck breathes in. "Well after tonight's last activity, I wanted us to just spoil each other. To thank you and to repay you for all your kindness by spending a day together."

"Last activity," You say. "What's it going to be?"

"Probably all the things you'd need to know in pleasing your boyfriend,"

And like usual Donghyuck sets a timer and gets back on the bed. Tonight there's no cosplay, no apron, no fancy outfit. You're in your pajamas and he's in his black clothes. The only thing you have is a mask, but it's under your chin as Donghyuck dives in for your lips.

By habit your body goes on top of him as he liked it better when you were on top. He smiles into the kiss when you settle down in straddling him. "Love it when you're on top,"

The night feels long when Donghyuck is removing your shirt, as you're taking off his shirt for the first time. Something about removing his shirt feels intimate. He's letting you be intimate with him. His warm hands go up your body and land on your back. Your lips are still locked with his and you can feel how hot his skin is under you. It makes you want to get closer to him, but you don't want to leave any gaps for space between the two of you. You keep your eyes closed. You've never been more content. He pulls away from the kiss and traces his lips over your cheek and neck. He unclips your bra and helps you remove it.

Unaware that the the live cam began a while ago, you're both aroused and deeply attached to each other that you don't even hear the music that starts playing.

From the camera angle and view, the viewers have a good shot of Donghyuck's spread legs and your body on top of it. It may not be visible because he's wearing black pants but for the most parts, his boner is evident when you roll your hips over him.

Jaemin bites his lips as he rubs over his boner in his pants while typing in the comments section. "Damn,"

Renjun sits up with his laptop over his thighs as he watches the screen of you and Donghyuck looking so hot and bothered and intimate. Lately with the amount of money he's been making, a lot of smart decisions have been going around. So as Renjun sees this, it just confirms his suspicions.

Flashback

"You like her don't you," Renjun starts.

Donghyuck closes the tap of water and turns around giving Renjun odd eyes. Donghyuck just came home and after washing up his face he's met face to face with an inquisitive Renjun. "Hi to you too,"

"You look at her like you love her, and online you touch her with tenderness. Feels like I'm watching an intimate scene between a couple,"

"Renjun? I'm beat, I just wanna sleep,"

"It's past midnight. Where were you?"

"You sound like an obsessive girlfriend," Donghyuck ignores Renjun and walks past him.

"That's because I have to stop you from doing something out of character. You can't like or even love this girl,"

"Where the hell is that coming from?"

"A place that knows she's not your type of girl." Renjun says. "She's got a boyfriend and she's way out of your league–"

"I don't like her dude, so quit stressing,"

"You spend so much time with her, you look at her like she's the only one, you've abandoned a lot for your hookups for her, so I can't quit stressing. You're making money, a lot of money then before, so I say ditch the girl and focus on your initial plan of studying. It's better you leave her instead of spending time with her–"

"Dude quit stressing."

End of Flashback

Renjun shakes his head when watching how Donghyuck spins you around and you land on the bed. His finger dips your mask down and he begins kissing you. He can't get enough of your lips and with your legs wrapped around him, it feels more intimate to have him close to your body.

"Is it just me, or does this feel more intimate?" Jaemin comments.

"It is," Renjun goes over to another tab opening up his Spotify and continues on writing his report. "It's break up sex if you ask me,"

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"Are you ready?" Donghyuck asks lowly, treating you like it's your first time. He can't get his eyes off you and you're heart is beating fast by how thick his penis is. By length and width it's thick and it's throbbing, and that's enough to frighten you. "Trust me, you're gonna like it,"

Already by the entrance of your wetness, the familiar feeling of the tip enters, but this time feeling how fleshy and hot it is makes your throw your head back. "Oh my goodness it's so big,"

"Wait till it gets in," Donghyuck's whole member throbs in pain, wanting so badly to be relieved by entering in you. He moans when it slowly makes its way inside of you.

Donghyuck holds onto your hands and continues to slowly make his length enter. Despite using the toys, you're still so fresh and tight.

"Shit, I'm nearly in," Donghyuck's sweaty forehead resembles yours. Your eyes are shut as you take him in with your wet lubed pussy.

You gasp out when his length enters into a deeper part in you - it's far better then the dildo and far better then his fingers. Donghyuck grunts by your throbbing core.

"Good? Does it feel good?"

You nod your head and bite you lip. Donghyuck continues in a slow pace, enjoying the feeling of your warm walls swallowing him and accepting him back inside with slight pressure. Donghyuck's thrusts are slow but they emit such a loud reaction from you. "Don't stop Donghyuck, oh my goodness! Yes!"

The comments are on fire, both from your first time and how passionate this looks. From Donghyuck's deep thrusts into you to his immerse gaze and chuckle he does by the sounds you make, only set the comments on fire.

For one Jeno can't stop beating his bush accordingly to the way Donghyuck thrusts into you. "Shit,"

Jaehyun in his room has his own fetish and sounds you make and even sends tips in hopes that the show lasts longer.

Mark in the bathroom can't help himself just like Jeno as he thrusts his cock into a fleshy hand held pussy. You're so precious and your innocence to Donghyuck's monstrous cock is what has everyone in heaps of ecstasy.

Donghyuck brings you closer to him as he gets off the bed and carries you. You're taken to another dimension when he pounds into you and you're bouncing off his dick. Your moans are erotic and are so loud that at some point even the music fades away. Donghyuck has his way with you loving how much you're loving his dick. Allowing himself to take different positions he gets your feet back on the ground and has your body turned so that your butt is facing him. Your hands hold onto the mattress and you get on your tippy toes when Donghyuck pounds himself into you - it's so rough and wild that you're fingers get slippery and you're laying flat on the mattress as Donghyuck holds onto your hips and continues to hammer into you.

While it feels like you're making love to tens of thousands of people, you can't even think of them as your mind is focused 100% on Donghyuck. With your shaking legs, and Donghyuck spanking your ass and gripping your thighs when lifting up your leg, you allow him to do what what wants with you- you've never felt this before.

But Donghyuck doesn't stop there, he moans when he takes a seat on the bed and you straddle him. He helps you to slide into him and he leaves you the platform to ride him. He moans when leaning back on the bed and slapping your butt continuously encouraging you. At some point as you rock his world into oblivion, he sits up so that he can hold onto your hips and thrust higher into you.

However as soon as he sits down and begins thrusting himself into you- he gets shocked by the figure standing by the way simply watching everything.

Freezing up, Donghyuck's eyes are on the door while you continue to ride him and throw your head backwards in pleasure. "Donghyuck~" You're moaning out his name and Donghyuck feels the most guilt when Chenle's beady and watery eyes move to your back and the camera. His eyes go over to the camera and to the clothes on the floor. He looks back down to his phone, to the Sex Sun's live and he's still in shock at how much your room resembles the room on the phone. To think that this was always your room only makes Chenle turn his head around and head into the living room. He takes a seat on the couch and continues to watch the live, but he connects it to the tv.

Watching you have the most fun on Donghyuck's dick only makes him feel inferior. So this is where you've been learning and getting bold.

Laying next to Donghyuck and you're panting and breathing out still trying to recover. "You were so good," Donghyuck compliments and turns his head to you.

You smile and allow the blanket to cover your whole body. "You were amazing. I've never felt that way before,"

"I'm…" Donghyuck shuts his eyes and curses lowly. "Sorry,"

"What?" You ask instantly noticing his demeanor. "What's wrong?"

"I'm sorry," Donghyuck opens his eyes and faces you. Seeing your eyes looking back into his with so much awe and trust only makes him feel more guilty. "This wasn't sex, I poured my all into this,"

You're confused by his words yet you still nod your head.

"I made love to you, because I like you a lot, babygirl," Donghyuck's sudden confession has you stuck when looking into his eyes. "Renjun was right, I like you a lot. B-but I can't do that to your boyfriend,"

"My boyfriend?"

"I think, he's here,"

You furrow your brows when Donghyuck mentions. "Here?"

And just in time the door breaks open a little and you're immediately up on the bed when making eye contact with his gaze. But just as his gaze meets yours, he's out of sight and you gasp in horror. "Oh my god." Hurrying up and out of the bed you're held back by your shaking legs and throbbing core. "Shit."

Donghyuck being attentive gets up from the bed and gets a shirt and underwear quickly from the ground. While Donghyuck helps you dress up in his boxers and your own shirt, you limp out your room. Chenle is sitting by the couch and he wipes his eyes when you come out of the room.

"Are you done?" His tone is broken and it only makes you whimper.

"Chenle. Wait, I can't explain,"

He nods his head and his gaze moves up to yours. You kneel down before him and hate how broken down he looks. "That's why I'm here, you owe me an explanation,"

"I…"

You can't continue when Chenle bites his lips and shakes his head. "You know Jisung lives across from your room right? And you know what he told me? That I'm not doing a good job with you in bed, because there's someone who makes you scream so loud that all your neighbours tune in to watch Sexy Sun have his way with you. Y/n you're my girlfriend. What's the meaning of all this? I didn't want to believe it because I know you. I know you wouldn't do this. I know that we're not damaged but when I watched Sexy Sun and began realising that your background looked a lot like the one he's always in, I didn't want to believe it. But then, we started having sex and things became different. You took control a lot more, you did things that we've never done before, heck you even brought in the toys that he used. Y/n? What explanation can you give?"

Your eyes just like his are immersed in tears. Why does it feel like you've broken his heart- of course you broke his heart, but why does it feel this way? Why does it have to be this way? He was never supposed to find out. You were never supposed to go back into Donghyuck's world. But you did, and you enjoyed it but yet you can't bring yourself to open up your mouth and explain to your boyfriend that all that you did was for him. How would you even begin to explain to him your reasoning? In a place of him being happy that you learnt for him, he's upset and you're upset because it's like 3 puzzles all falling and breaking and mixing in with other pieces that don't belong to each other. This isn't how it's supposed to be.

"You have nothing to say right?"

You shake your head. "I wasn't cheating on you. I promise. I just, I did this for us, so that our sex life could be better. He was only teaching me-"

Chenle can't believe his ears. What did you just say? "T-teaching you? Thousands of people tune in at night to watch him fuck you and you're saying he was teaching you? How-" Chenle bites his lips and stands up getting your hands off his knees. He runs his hands past his hair. "And you have the nerve to say you weren't cheating? You allowed another guy to see you- he held you in his arms and you fucked him. You were moaning- moaning out his name! And you sit there and say you did this for our sex life? How does yelling his name bring benefit from our sex life? Y/n-"

"Chenle baby you're-"

"Don't call me baby." Chenle snaps. "I love you and this is what you do? Couldn't you have been honest with me? That I'm a terrible lover and don't know how to have sex with you? Did you have to go to him? Invite him in your bed? Invite thousands of people to watch him screw you? Over 600k people were watching you- and you want to say that you did it for us? Y/n even if you covered up your face I've known your eyes from the first time we've met. The moment I realized it was you was the same night I played for you that video. The first time he changed his girl. It was you, wasn't it?"

Your tongue feels heavy and your mind is blank as you hear his broken tone and his eyes getting red by the intense emotions he's feeling. He can't even look at you as he's so disappointed and angry and sad and lost and just so…how could you do this to him?

"You were in an affair with him for months now and I just let it slide because I'm like, you'll come clean to me. But you never did." Chenle shakes his head. "You never did."

Chenle sniffs and his eyes get pissed when seeing you're wearing black boxers that don't even belong to you.

"Suppose I believe that you did this all for me, what am I supposed to do next? What are we supposed to do next? Where can we go on from here? It's now engraved in my head that whenever I screw up in bed you'll go and learn from somebody else and bring it into our relationship. I can't- I can't even begin to fathom how that makes sense? Y/n how is it possible that you did this? So if I see that we've got problems, it's okay for me to go out and sleep with another girl and then bring back her teachings in our relationship? Is that how it works?"

The more he speaks, the more you begin to wonder why you agreed to do it again with Donghyuck.

"It's the fact that it all made sense to you to continue and pursue this relationship behind my back but yet to a thousand of people. I can't even- Y/n? I…" Chenle rubs his face looking drained. "Are you not going to say anything?"

"I don't want you to break up with me," You speak lowly looking down. "But judging from how this is going, you're going to break up with me right?"

That seems to tip Chenle off even more. "You don't even feel any remorse or shame in yourself-"

"I do feel remorse-"

"Clearly it's not enough because you want to break up," Chenle fires back and you shake your head.

"Chenle it's not like that-"

"He's already moulded you and customised you into–"

You shake your head. "Chenle please-"

"The way you called his name, the way he looked at you, you mean to tell me that even if we continue on together, you'll easily forget him and how much excitement he's brought to your body?"

"Chenle just listen to me–"

"You aren't saying anything so I think it's fair to just…" To say that it's over is the toughest words to leave his mouth. So instead of saying it, he walks past you and out the door.

When the door closes you slump on the couch and fold your lips as the tears swell by your eyes. In the end, it would've all been for nothing. Sleeping with Donghyuck would've all been for nothing, because it's clearly clear how this was all a bad mistake. Chenle leaving your dorm room only made you break down because you just lost your boyfriend. Your boyfriend who has been with you for so long. Who you were sure you could love forever. You just didn't expect him to turn around and leave. But to be fair, you wouldn't want him to have done the same thing to you. It would've made you feel like you're not enough, so you can understand Chenle's feelings.

The sound of something being dropped off by your room door makes you flinch and look up to see Donghyuck standing there, he's all dressed up and has bag over his shoulder looking guilty. "Hey," he says softly.

You're too embarrassed and overwhelmed with emotions to even look at him. He puts his bag down and takes a seat next to you on the couch. Rubbing his head he wraps his arms around you- only for you to shake your head and move away from him. "Go home." You know he wants to talk to you but if you let him right now, you know it'll only make you feel worse. He shouldn't even be here in the first place. If you were honest, you knew how much Donghyuck cared about you. But you were just too stupid to get that. Now look where it's got you.

Donghyuck doesn't know what to do. He's never been in a position like this. While you and Chenle were discussing in the living room, he was cleaning up, dressing up, packing up and even eavesdropping.

Donghyuck isn't dumb he knew this is what would happen. No guy in their right mind would allow his girl to cheat and then come back to him. But to be fair, Donghyuck was also to blame. Although he started off as not caring for you or you're relationship, the result of the end product is that he cared enough for you and didn't want to do Chenle dirty. But now that Chenle cut himself out the picture, Donghyuck doesn't know whether or not if this is what he wants.

He's still trying to figure out exactly what he wants. So, in the midst of his inner turmoil, Donghyuck finds himself sitting there on the couch next to you, holding you tight in an embrace that neither of you wanted. He knows you need space but he also wishes that maybe he was strong enough to convince you otherwise.

Is this going to kill you if he does stay? Are you really going to be fine without him? Or will you still miss him when he leaves? Will you fall apart again?

In the end, he decides not to say anything and you're surprised when he carries you back in your room and pulls the blanket up to your chin. He kisses you gently on your forehead and leaves. "I'm sorry."

It's almost unbearable to go to school for the next couple of weeks. Thank goodness for the school break that's coming soon. The past few weeks have been nothing but misery and frustration for you. It's almost like Chenle has vanished from the face of the earth. You occasionally make out Jisung leave his room, and you can't help but despise him. He did nothing but tell the truth, but hell did he really have to tell the truth? None the less Chenle is scarce around Campus. And when you do see him, or he sees you, he's quick in making a U-turn and walking away. It's almost scary how angry he looks when you see him by chance. He looks beyond pissed and he's always got a resting poker face filled with hatred and rage. You're broken in your soul because you know that it's because of you why he's now dead inside.

You also hate how Donghyuck has also been scarce from your life. After that last sexual activity you swear it's like the whole world knew who you were. If it wasn't random guys coming to ask if you were the girl in Sexy Sun's cam and you lied saying it's not you, then it was the non stop messages and attachments to your name as well as girls asking you why Sexy Sun deleted his Kink Factory account.

By now some people with brains connected the dots that you were in a relationship but because of your account and your kink sessions with Donghyuck - it caused you all to leave the platform. And because the rumours were true, you just decided to leave Kink Factory. There was no reason to stay there when all your reasons to even join had left and abandoned you.

You've thought about what you did, you had time to reflect on your actions, and while consensual sex with Donghyuck was a term, the condition was that your boyfriend wouldn't find out. But since he found it, you realized that from the get go that type of term and condition was non-negotiable for you as you were already in a relationship.

It sucks that you caught feelings for Donghyuck only after having that breakup sex, but it hurts more when you were left to deal with it alone.

You were too chicken to go and look for Donghyuck by his normal friends group, so your school days became dull completely. So much for being the unknown girl on campus with granny panties, to being the most famous Kinker on Kink Factory, to being another reject who got caught up in scandals.

Being wallowed by your own stress and misery, you fail to see a hurrying figure bump into you making the papers in your hands fall. You apologize when the guy helps you pick up your papers as well.

"Oh, hey Y/n,"

You look up and meet Taeyong. "Hi,"

"Sorry about that," He dusts your papers before giving it back to you. "I was rushing to the Computers Convention, wanna come with me? Donghyuck's been chosen to represent our university against the other universities."

Hearing Donghyuck's name, you're not sure if you want to come or if you just want to bury the past and never think of him again. Unfortunately your decision is already made when Taeyong grabs your hand and starts sprinting with you behind him.

Upon heading to the auditorium gym hall, you're swamped into a world of tech and science when meeting geeky experts one and alike. You stick close to Taeyong for the most parts, but after a while when gazing at an interesting machine you lose Taeyong. Debating on going out or staying in the hall, you're decision is once again made for you when you lock eyes with Chenle.

It's no shock that your eyes enlarge, but it's even more shocking when his gaze doesn't divert from yours, and to make it worse for you he begins to approach you. He doesn't have that almighty scowl when he looks at you, but instead his face is neutral.

"Hi,"

"Why are you approaching me?" You don't mean for it to come off rude and standoffish, but it does and you quickly have to add on. "I'm the last person you want to see,"

Chenle is taken aback by your defence but he doesn't rebut it. "Just saying 'hi'. I figured it's about time I stop avoiding you,"

You have nothing to say to that except maybe nod your head. You both stand in an awkward silence, with his gaze lowered and yours to the floor it's clear that neither of you are willing to talk. And it pains Chenle to swallow the bitter truth but he sighs.

"Who am I kidding," he mumbles as is gaze slightly meets yours and then going around the hall. "I thought that…after some time we could get back together and that I'd be able to forgive you and we could move past this moment. But seeing you now just makes me understand that we were both with each other for the mere fact that nobody else wanted to be with us,"

That gets your attention and sadly Chenle hits the nail on the spot. You've never really thought why you and Chenle were together other for the fact thar you were each other's companies.

"I would've probably turned the other cheek when I found out about your affair with Donghyuck, but I realized that by day and by night we were slowly drifting apart. Jisung confirmed my suspicion when he mentioned Donghyuck coming by whenever I'd leave," Chenle looks down. "We were already drifting apart, we just found ways to act on it. You did it through sex with another guy and I did it by clicking well with other guys who accepted me in their clique."

Although you don't like that word affair, you get struck in the heart by his confession. Drifting apart… That could've been the case. That's something you can agree to, but admitting it sounds so tough, because all your life you never contradicted Chenle or raised your voice to him or even opposed his statement. "I guess I did it with the intent on pleasing you. But the second time around when I agreed, another part of me liked the new feelings I began feeling."

Chenle nods his head. "So," he sighs. "I'll always love you, maybe in a different way, but I know for certain you were my first in my aspects of life,"

"Same here," You nod your head and you both make brief eye contact.

Your encounter with Chenle ends there when you both embrace each other in a hug. One thing that Chenle was good at, were his hugs. He's so warm and gentleman when he hugs you. After the embrace, you both part and go your separate ways. For some reason, it feels like a sweet parting when you both makeup and you see him being content with his group of geeky nerdy friends.

Meanwhile there's you, still trying to navigate yourself out, but it's like you were purposely brought here to make amends with everyone because the next person you bump into is none other then Donghyuck. Unlike Chenle and your awkward greeting, Donghyuck's whole face lights up as he greets you. "Babygirl hey!" his eyes brightening as he cherishes you and brings you in a hug that's full of contentment. He lights up when he sees you. And then his entire face turns completely red when he pulls you away. He looks away from you and mutters something about being in charge of the robotics and he had to get back. But before he leaves he turns back to you. "Wanna come along?"

"I don't even really know why I'm here, so I'll just–"

“It’s been too long since I saw you.” You laugh awkwardly at the statement forgetting all reasons why you were angry at him. "I figured that since you needed time, I could give you space, but seeing as you're here, come with me."

Holding your hand and intertwining your fingers makes your heart feel light. It doesn't matter how much you try to convince yourself that this is wrong or right. Even if this isn't real, it feels so good. So good that you can hardly think straight as the two of you walk through the hall until you reach his main booth stand and you realize this might be the only chance you ever have with Donghyuck to change the course of how you see each other.

Your eyes are brought to life by the advanced prototype machines that you see Donghyuck had built. The once projects that were half finished are now polished and looking amazing. "Wow, Donghyuck this is amazing,"

"Cool right?" Donghyuck smiles and nudges his head to a group of people. "Those judges right there are gonna come here in a few and I need to present and sell my work to them. I was nervous as fuck, I was jittery the whole day, but then I saw you and knew that my gold charm had come back,"

That makes you blush when he steps closer to you. His hand cautiously rests on your neck before his eyes search in between yours for a moment as he leans in closer. "The only way to activate my luck is through kissing you,"

You swallow hard. He's so close. The way his breath caresses your lips sends electricity down your spine. Your gaze shifts from his mouth to his eyes and they're dark brown that look almost black. His gaze softens further. When he closes the distance between you and places his free hand behind your head, you're lost but happy. His warm hand brushes against your cheek and you can barely keep your eyes open. His hand cups your face and then, he kisses you and your mind goes blank.

He's warm. Everything about him is so warm. It's comforting and you lean into his warmth as you both melt into one another. It's perfect. And so, so easy. Like you've always known him as someone who would do anything for you and nothing less. You let your hands rest on his chest as you kiss him back ever so passionately. And after a while, he pulls away gently. His thumb rubs small circles on the skin under your jaw. "I'm guessing this kiss is the start of something," he says softly.

You're afraid to nod, afraid to feel anything.Is it correct to be entering into something with him when you're not even sure what it is? Is this what it means for your soulmate to be someone whom you never thought would be your end?

You're scared, terrified that this will end badly. That you'll ruin whatever it is that you've made with him. You're scared that he'll leave and never look back, but at the same time…

You're happy.

And that's enough.

So you lean back in and kiss him again. He hums quietly, and then he kisses you harder and deeper than before. You hold him back, your arms wrapping around his waist as you tilt your head forward, allowing him to deepen the kiss. "Don't put my kiss to shame. Present well,"

Stealing one more kiss from you, Donghyuck nods his head. "I will,"

And so when the judges come, Donghyuck with a few cuts on his face but patted with a soft bandage looks extremely excited and eager to present his passion to the judges.

Donghyuck opens up the machines, and they are not only retro but they are so pleasing to look at. There aren't any obvious problems with their designs that you can tell, but there are subtle differences. The metal parts that connect to one another and create a network look intricate yet sturdy. You watch as he explains each part and uses a variety of technical terms to show off the functionality, but also the beauty of each pieces. But then you look at Donghyuck and all thoughts disappear as you watch him with the biggest smile ever gracing his beautiful features.

The machines work, and even as one of the judges goes to test it; it's functionality is solid and you applaud when the judges give back positive feedback. Donghyuck's team and group are given a pass and you walk around with Donghyuck just exploring the other gadgets. In his true form you find it adorable how geeky and nerdy he is when it comes to tech and robotics.

As you follow the judges you who judge the other schools there, your heart falls for those who's projects aren't meeting the expectations as well as for those who primarily aren't as enthusiastic when presenting. In the end the judges get onstage to announce the release winner as well as full-time position with their company.

Sneaking himself behind you and snaking his hand over hips Donghyuck whispers in your ear. "What am I getting if I win?"

"A full-time job,"

He chuckles breathlessly in your ear and you feel so heated hearing his voice. "No, I mean from you. It's been a while but we could do something,"

That gets you bubbly and tingly. "No camera,"

"Of course,"

You think in the same mind as him and get super excited when the presenter announces the first place winner. You're jubilated when it's your university and Donghyuck's team. You're not expecting Donghyuck to join his lips with yours but he does it anyways, and you're surprised but so glad at how much you've missed him. How much you didn't want to be parted from him despite not wanting to be apart with him but wanted his attention, his love. And he gives it. A hundred times more than you deserved.

"I notice you don't smoke anymore," You mention when sitting across from him eating your pastry.

"I still do, just not as excessively," He smiles. "Why? Do you want me to stop?"

"Now that you mention it, I've never liked it's smell,"

"I'll try my best to not, but regardless I wanted to ask you something,"

You nod your head.

"What do you think of us?"

You bite your lip and look down nervously. "I'm scared that it's only pure physical attraction between us and that, we maybe are just in lust with each other,"

It makes Donghyuck smirk as he laughs lightly and looks up to meet your eyes. "But..?" he prompts.

"I guess…I mean I'm not an expert, but I think that you're cute. And I love the fact that we get along together,"

He lets out a low chuckle. "And?"

"Donghyuck," You playfully pout, but he goes on.

"And I like you," He looks in between your eyes. "I like spending time with you. I miss spending time with you…I don't want to scare you, so I'm not saying I want to date you, because that'd be crazy especially since you got out of your relationship, and I definitely don't want to get married to you either, because that'd be stupid and too son, but what I'm saying is that I'd love you. To spend time with you,"

"Donghyuck…"

"I wanna see, where this goes." Looking at his face, you find a determination within his eyes that you haven't seen before. It's something different from his usual playful nature and you realize he must've been waiting for some time to talk to you about this subject. It must've gotten to him. He has a serious side too, which scares you because no matter what he said earlier, there was always going to be fear for the future. Even if you weren't planning on being with him, there was always going to be the possibility that one of these days he's going to realize that he wants something more with you than friendship.

You take a deep breathe in. You know this might sound weird coming from you, but you actually want to hear it. "Are you really asking me to go out with you?"

"I've never actually asked a girl out. It's always 'do you want to sleep with me?' but," Donghyuck bites his lip looking nervous and shy. "If you want, we could do something like this more often,"

You stare at him for a long time thinking about his question. Are you ready? Are you ready to risk your reputation? Are you ready for all of these feelings that keep swirling around inside of you?

As the answer is yes to all those questions, a smile breaks from your face and you nod your head.

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#haechan x reader #nct dream donghyuck imagine #nct dream fluff #nct dream scenarios #nct angst #nct 127 scenarios #nct haechan smut #nct smut #donghyuck smoking #haechan smoking #nct bad boy au

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faerenjun · 2 years

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bro u are so handsome

#this looks like a twin renjun au sfghjk #the duality: bad boi sad boi rj vs fluffy rainbows and butterflies rj shjjkkkk #goodbye i have a presentation tomorrow but im simping for this boi again can't help it lordt #loml #huang renjun #nct #nct dream #mark #renjun #jeno #haechan #jaemin #chenle #jisung #renjun pics #beatbox era

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rrxnjun · 1 year

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— SIMPLIFY ROMANCE *̥ nct dream 00 line [series]

You can try to simplify romance— reduce it to a touch, call it odd attraction, a pull of a magnet... but what if you're in love?

Everyone's story is different. One starts with a last resort decision, another one sparks from a petty argument, while some find the one by a total accident and the most lucky ones find love in their best friend... What do all of the boys in those stories have in common? They're completely, utterly smitten with their special someone, and while some are more casual about it, some go above and beyond to impress the girl of their dreams.

Sprawled across the couch of Liu Yangyang’s basement, passing along bottles of beer and laughing to themselves, there’s a group of people enjoying their Friday evening. The low melody of the music playing in the background is loud enough to make you move your head to the beat of the drums, yet still quiet enough to not disturb the conversation going on as the friend group decides to play a round of every college student’s dream game– Truth or dare.

“Renjun! Truth or dare,” Yangyang perks up from his place, occupying the bean bag in the very corner of the room.

“Truth,” the latter hums, too lazy to actually stand up from his place on the old, cigarette-smelling sofa in case of getting a dare that requires being active.

“What’s the most over the top thing you’ve done to get a girl?”

The boy chuckles, rolling his eyes as his gaze drifts to the girl sitting on his right, the feeling of being exposed creeping up his cheeks in embarrassment; he wonders if he can play off his flushed cheeks as being too drunk and not at all flustered. Sighing, he shakes his head as he prepares to answer, already getting ready for the amount of teasing that will surely come next, knowing how his friends are, grabbing every possible opportunity to laugh at someone.

And while they all have every right to tease and poke fun at him for his love story, the knowledge that one day, they were just as down bad as he was back then brings him courage as he tells the truth; because as long as he’s aware, there are people in this circle who have acted way more dramatic than him in the process of getting the girl of their dreams to like them…

Everyone’s story is different, but you know what they all have in common?

They’ve all been utter simps for a special someone before.

✲ 01. blondes are done with fun — huang renjun.

a rumor has it that the popular couple in town broke up after years of being together. having to share your favorite seat in class with the male part of said relationship, you try to find out how to make your heartbroken project partner warm up to you— or— huang renjun goes blonde when he's sad.

journalism student! renjun x fem! journalism student! reader

genre. college au, acquaintances to lovers. fluff, comedy, angst, smut.

wc. 30k

✲ 02. take the stairs — na jaemin.

after having an unexpected guest witness the neverending quarrels with your roommate, na jaemin starts to practically live at your place— or— where yizhuo's flegmatic project partner starts to put a suspicious amout of effort into their assignment.

neurophysiology student! na jaemin x fem! literature student! reader

genre. college au, strangers to lovers. fluff, comedy, suggestive.

wc. 18k

✲ 03. dancing in my backseat — lee donghyuck.

there are only a few things in which men value their social status; one of them being the number of girls in their bed, the next one their rank in league of legends, and lastly, their cars— or— where you would never fuck a guy without a driver's licence.

film student! lee donghyuck x fem! film student! reader

genre. college au, acquaintances to lovers. fluff, comedy, suggestive.

wc. 24k

✲ 04. language of averted eyes — lee jeno.

an anonymous love confession appears on your university confession page one day and you drag your best friend along to help you find the person behind it— or— where lee jeno aimlessly pretends to look for an answer he already knows.

computer science student! lee jeno x fem! music student! reader

genre. college au, best friends to lovers. fluff, angst, comedy.

wc. tba! [est. 15k]

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- MARK LEE

works. 5 I words. 86.7k

solo works. 2 works featuring other members. 3

Real Talk - Mark

☕️ synopsis. “You’re Jeno’s roommate, Jeno’s my friend- I know we’ve just met, but I know things about you.” Hyuck explains. “When you were with your last girl, Jeno used to come to the bar and bitch about you never coming out- he’s been wanting you to meet the rest of the boys for a while, but never wanted to invite us over cuz your last girlfriend had some supernatural cootchie-grip hold on you or something- point is, I know you’re a serial monogamist. Two long-term girlfriends. You like the domestic shit, and I get that- but if you want domestic, it’s not our little Miss Sunshine expo girl. She can’t even sleep next to guys she’s fucked- wakes up at five am, and dips out without a word. Trust me on this, dude, you wanna stay far away from that man-eater.”

tw/cw. Unprotected sex, multiple sex scenes, reader has a hard time cumming, oral (f/m receiving), Mark is a MUNCH, deep throating, fingering, masturbation, use of toys/vibrator, dirty talk, praise, Mark is a simp, sex realism, overthinking during sex, mentions of sexual favours in return for affection, a string of bad ex-lovers, breast worship, creampies, aftercare, finger sucking, drunkenness, etc… I pet names: (hers) sunshine. (his) puppy boy.

🐻 rating.18+ explicit I wc. 19.4k I restaurant au

Sunday Kind of Love - Mark

☕️ synopsis. Mark is fine with having a crush on the girl in the library. He’s fine watching her from afar. And he’s fine with never speaking a word to the girl who he spends many nights chasing in his dreams. But fate, and a few nosey frat brothers, think Mark would be much better if he was forced to talk to the cute girl from the library that he can’t seem to get out of his head.

tw/cw. inexperienced/soft reader, frat nct, extreme pining, tooth hurting sweetness, the softest boy in the world, a love so pure it’s going to hurt you, oral (f/m receiving), dry humping, tiddie worship, multiple orgasms, switchy/no bdsm role Mark, etc..

🐻 rating.18+ explicit I wc. 35.8k I frat au

Send In The Clowns - Mark I ft. Jaehyun & Haechan

☕️ synopsis. “She’s not the reason we’re dressed as clowns,” Hyuck is quick to insist. He’s such a good liar. Jungwoo would almost believe it, if you hadn’t told him your Halloween clown plan. It’s no secret to you that your three frat friends all have crushes on you, so you’d decided to tell Jaehyun about wanting to fuck a clown, just to see who would actually follow through with the costume. You’d expected one, maybe two- but here are all three men, dressed as exactly what they are: clowns. And it’s obvious to Jungwoo that they think this is their own idea. As if you’re not the puppeteer behind this all. God, Jungwoo loves having you as a best friend, even if your bucket list includes a frat clown Halloween orgy with three of his best friends.

cw/ tw. clown kink? orgy, foursome, unprotected sex, semi-inexperienced reader, oral, blow jobs, pussy eating, cum eating, squirting, fingering, masturbation, guided masturbation, spanking, choking, spit-roasting/Eiffel tower, cum/filling kink, praise, dirty talk, first time anal, cock warming, double penetration, triple penetration, multiple reader orgasms, dacryphilia, overstimulation, deep throating, face grinding, etc… I pet names: (hers) barbie, babe, baby.

🐻 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 10.6k I frat

Sunday Sinner - Mark I ft. Haechan

☕️ preview. “Everything is wrong,” Mark sighs. “Doing this with you two is wrong. Wanting you this badly is wrong. Getting hard in Church is wrong. What I want to do to you is wrong. But… as crazy as it sounds, it also feels right.”

tw/cw. threesomes, inexperienced!Mark, fingering, blow jobs, deep throating, pussy eating, spit roasting, voyeurism, lots of masturbation (especially in the shower), Hyuck has a dirty mouth, sin sin sin, unprotected sex, creampies, cum play, kink for being 'full', religious contention, Mark gets hard during Sunday Service, Mark getting outed as low key virgin, proposition, Mark uses a cross necklace in sinful ways, praise, slight degradation, inklings of corruption kink, squirting, etc… I pet names: (hers) angel.(Mark's) church boy.

🐻 rating.18+ explicit I wc. 12.6k I frat

Roommates - Mark I ft. Haechan

☕️ synopsis. as Jungwoo's best friend, you have your pick of fratboys to date, including Jeno, who has a huge crush on you. But you're only attracted to Lee's that come in pairs, and you can't get roommates Mark and Hyuck off your mind.

cw/ tw. drug use (weed), threesome, pet names: baby & kitten, praise, degradation, dirty talk, spanking, fingering, oral (f/m receiving), hand job, anal, double penetration, unprotected sex, edging, body worship, cumplay/creampie, etc…

🐻 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 8.3k I frat

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lqfiles · 9 months

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nct dream as tropes / aus. (mk / rj / hc / jm)

mark summer.

late summer nights spent walking or playing outside while the sun has yet to set. getting to know each other gradually as the summer progresses, enjoying each other’s company. fun evenings spent at the beach with both your relatives as the sand gets stuck between your toes, enjoying what summer had to bring. developing a crush, knowing it won’t go any further than that. enjoying how no strings are attached to whatever relationship the two of you have built. becoming each other’s summer acquaintance and fling that you will look back on in a few years, wondering how that boy named mark lee was doing. exchanging kisses under the sunset and heat that summer comes with, knowing it will all eventually be stored as another memory of what summer was like. “this will be a memory i’ll look back on in a few years, and i’m glad it will be filled with you.”

renjun academic rivals.

bad mouthing each other to your friends, yet feeling weird when they instigate on the bad mouthing. an unspoken battle going on with each lesson that you attend. taking sneaky glances at each other while in class. searching for one another when your test results come back, wanting to taste the sweet victory that is beating one another. bragging about your scores, knowing that neither of you truly care. silently being there for one another without having to tell, you can just tell from each other’s change in behaviour. being rivals in public but friends once you reach your own homes. using your work as an excuse to text each other, knowing you’re just looking for a reason to talk. a romantic tension that almost everyone can sense, including you, but choose to rather ignore it. “i know you would die to beat me for once, but don’t actually neglect your body like this, it worries me.”

haechan best friends.

knowing almost everything there is to know about one another. being the person other’s associate you with when they think of either of you. having almost no boundaries and being comfortable with each other. being there during each other’s best and most vulnerable moments, reminiscing the laughs and tears in a few months. being the first person the other calls for anything because you can always depend on them. the line between flirting and playfulness being thin. there always being an underlying romantic tension between you two making it painful for your own friends to watch the both of you interact. mistaking each other’s flirt attempts for being affectionate. platonically confessing to one another, knowing that both of you secretly mean your words. despising the idea of getting with someone else, because deep down you want it to be each other. “i don’t get why you would settle for less when i’m literally right here.”

jaemin college.

you had never noticed him, too occupied with your studies and personal life. he never noticed you, focusing on improving his grades. you met each other in the library which had become a regular meeting spot. slowly but gradually you’d feel more comfortable around each other. studying together, even though the both of you took different courses. studying until the librarian had to tell you it was closing hours and to leave. spending your afternoons treating each other with food to celebrate your improvements. crying together as stress only built up during exam season, yet being near each other was enough comfort. secret longing gazes at each other’s side profile as the other is busy revising. spending time together outside of college, as something other than school mates. hanging out in each other’s room for revision studies but never complying with the plan, watching movies together instead. sharing an impulsive kiss after the both of you had completed all your coursework, leading to a shift in your relationship. “you again? i’m starting to believe that you’re stalking me.”

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run2min · 3 months

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SYNOPSIS! Have you ever spoken to Sunghoon? No. Will you ever muster up the courage to speak to him? Probably not. But that’s not going to stop you from admiring him from afar is it? Unknowingly to you, Sunghoon has been admiring you too, will you ever talk to him? That’s for you to find out ;)

GENRE! Basketball player!hoon x artist fem!reader, collage au, strangers to lovers, Sunghoon is so down bad

CAUTION! inappropriate jokes, cursing, a little suggestive, more to be added

TAGLIST! @nyfwyeonjun @sincerelyrki @woninluv

₊˚⊹♡₊˚⊹♡₊˚⊹♡₊˚⊹♡₊˚⊹♡₊˚⊹♡₊˚⊹♡₊˚⊹♡₊˚⊹♡₊˚⊹♡₊˚⊹ PROFILES TWO || grave robbers -Yuj because she’s on a ‘social media detox’ 🤢🙅‍♂️🙅‍♀️

y/n

@/ynnieandrenjun || an art and literature student at deciles college, has an unhealthy obsession with nct dream and AESPA (…you get it?), her friends say they’re sick of her but THEY ARE they love her really!!

@/yizhouyn || where yn lets out her AESPA and Renjun love 😜 (where Sunghoon can’t see and think she’s mad (she is mad)), rants about the was Sunghoon looked at her in the corridor and gets told she’s dellulu by her no.1 hater very good friend sunoo.

niki || jungwon

@/rizzmasterriki || …. niki. he’s…. well….. he’s niki.

@/yangarden || the absolute cutest person ever but likes to say he hates everyone, definitely has a soft spot for you though, always lets you do whatever you want TT

sunoo || yunjin

@/sunkkoo || ynsung no.1 hater, likes to bully niki, everyone loves him, is obsessed with the word coquette, called his inhaler coquette the other day…

@/huhitsyunjin || sunoo’s partner in crime, they go everywhere together, secretly supports ynsung, makes hating men her entire personality (she’s so real for that though honestly)

eunchae || yujin

@/eunlols || her bio doesn’t lie…. her and Niki are the same person in different bodies, chronically online, uses the phrase ‘i gyatt something in my eye’ more than acceptable

@/jinyu || cannot make it through a conversation without mentioning the ‘minatozaki stare’, genuinely in love with sana, knows twice’s entire discography, on a social media detox… (aka tired of her friends shit), boys are always messaging her but she’s with yujin on the whole hating men front, swears she’s straight tho!!!

wonyoung || rei

@/wonyoungism || head of the photography club, a lot of people try to date her but she’s very independent in that sense, on the other hand she cannot go anywhere without rei TT, one of the nicest people ever.

@/reisin || opposite to wonyoung in the way that she’s a haterrr, finds everything funny, bullies android users on roblox voice chat with eunchae and niki

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femdomlieeh · 1 year

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Key (m)

Obedient!Sub!Taeyong ✧ Bratty!Sub!Jungwoo ✧ Pervert!Sub!Mark ✧ Dom!F!Reader

WC—5.1 ✧ k

WARNING—three/foursome ✧ ambw ✧ semi-public sex (office) ✧ brief mxm ✧ voyeurism (m) ✧ pegging ✧ masturbation (m) ✧ slapping (face) ✧ light bondage ✧ light bdsm ✧ brief spanking ✧ light name-calling ✧ jealousy ✧ praise ✧ degradation ✧ mistress & mommy kink ✧ baby boy kink

THEMES—smut ✧ manager au

NOW PLAYING—Bad Boy ✧ Red Velvet

[A/N.] 누나 (nuna) = older sister, 형 (hyeong) = older brother

Old Nct dream version (Jeno, Jaemin, Renjun)

M.LISTS—nct 127 ✧ nct dream ✧ nct u ✧ superm ✧ latest updates ✧ read on wp

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Loud clangs of high heels echoed behind the door to the meeting room, breaking up the wild discussion the 127 boys just had on whether there's one butt or two. NCT 127 had gotten a new manager a few months back and the members had different reactions and had adapted differently to her but by now all of them had developed good work relationships with her with some of them having gotten closer to her. They had gotten close and comfortable enough to call her 누나 (after she told them she was ok with that) instead of using distancing terms they would use religiously with the previous shitty managers.

Taeyong felt very comfortable around her and how she led him and the team. Jungwoo found himself liking how she told him to be quiet when he started talking off track during meetings and times when she would speak sharply and order him around. Haechan absolutely loved her since she would take care of him and check in on his health from the very beginning of the job. Mark would always try his best to make her laugh (when appropriate) but, even after laughing for many months together, at the end of the day he was still awkward with her because that's just how he is.

____ had already made it clear that she puts her trust in everyone but she especially trusted Mark since he's been doing such a good job in like 50 groups and, as a result of her trust (expectation) in him, Mark felt pressured to never do anything wrong since he cared about her opinion weirdly much. But overall, the 127 guys were happy with the change — not just because they generally loved attention from not men — but because she gave different ideas and led them in a way that they felt comfortable and safe with her.

They turned their heads towards the sound and saw the door opening, "Good day, 누나," the nine men greeted her in harmony.

"It has been brought to my attention that a few of you boys have been acting rather inappropriately," ___ was quick to shut down whatever bullshit any of the boys had to say (she was irritated because of whatever had happened). Most of them were curious who she was talking about although most of them had a clue who. Others were a little intimidated by her dark tone although they knew they had done nothing wrong and that they weren't the ones that were going to get scolded at. Taeyong gulped and stared; he liked it when she was mad at them, scolded them — all of that. Haechan was just sitting comfortably, knowing he hadn't misbehaved or done a single mistake for a whole week (surprisingly). Mark had showed up to every practice on time, had killed when recording vocals with NCT 127 right after his one day and four hour break from his NCT DREAM comeback. Like always, he hadn't disappointed her. Jungwoo smirked, knowing what was going on and what was going to happen.

Everyone of them made mistakes sometimes, whether it was showing up late to practice for a whole week or being so late to an interview they had to get their makeup done in the car. Haechan and Jungwoo often misbehaved and knew the consequences of it. Actually, knowing what awaited them after behaving bad was why they did it in the first place. The biggest brats were 100% Haechan and Jungwoo. Sometimes Taeyong did small mistakes on purpose just for ____ to scold him. But he was mostly obedient and only chose to defy her when he was desperate for her attention (the attention that she always prioritized for the others). For the past month those three boys had gotten a taste of the consequences once a week. Every. Damn. Week. Except for one week when Haechan was feeling extra bad and got to taste it. Every. Damn. Day. Lucky him.

"Taeyong, you're the leader and you're supposed to set a good example for your members, right?" she stared at him sternly, giving him the chills.

"Yes, 누나," he answered looking innocent with his big eyes when he in reality was so excited.

"Yet you get dragged into troubles with Jungwoo instead of helping him correct himself," she spat.

"Yes, 누나."

"My office after this."

There it was. That sentence. The sentence he wanted to hear. She turned her attention away from Taeyong to Jungwoo, "You too, don't think I'm only gonna scold Taeyong because he's the leader. I didn't forget that you were involved too."

"Okay, 누나," Jungwoo smiled, excited for what was about to happen. Mark looked at Jungwoo a bit shocked. Why is he smiling? He like this? Why? Why does he and Taeyong like it when 누나 scolds them?

The members didn't know what they'd done but they assumed maybe dispatch had found them smoking or something.

"Haechan?" she said as she hadn't forgotten about him either.

"Yes, 누나," he answered with a cute tone and sent her an innocent smile, contrary to the thoughts clouding his head.

"Good job! You actually didn't act bad for once," she praised him with a tint of degradation — just how he liked it.

He kept eye contact with her and put his chin on his hands as an attempt to keep the innocent boy act, "Thank you, 누나."

Considering his nickname sometimes was Little Devil, he was very mischievous and not-so-much innocent. The fact that he didn't have anything to do with the misbehaving this time was mind-blowing to both her and the rest. But the fact that he had another plan in mind wouldn't be shocking to ____. But she would find out later.

"You guys — except for Taeyong and Jungwoo — can go to back to the dorms, I'm sorry you guys had to waste time here. Let this be a reminder that what one member does can affect the whole group. Anyway, have a nice day and see you tomorrow at six!" she waved them away.

Everyone except for the three left.

"Care to explain yourselves?" she asked the boys that were sat in front of her and crossed her arms.

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Mark was on his way to hide from SuperM or Dream or U schedules when he felt an arm around his waist. He turned his head to find a smiley Haechan. "How are you, 형?"

"Um, I'm good, but bored now because I was gonna watch Netflix with Jungwoo," he answered, oblivious to the younger's intentions with this not coincidental rendezvous.

"What if you don't need to be without him?"

The older's brows scrunched up in confusion, "Huh? What are you saying?"

"Have you ever wondered what happens in the office when Taeyong 형 or Jungwoo 형 or I have misbehaved?"

Now that Haechan mentioned it, Mark had never actually thought of that. He was too busy being an overworked angel that he hadn't even thought of why he was one. What could be so bad with misbehaving if they kept doing it?

"Here," the Little Devil said and extended out his hand, revealing a silver key.

"What's this?" the Little Angel questioned, eyeing the metallic object in front of him.

"It's the key to her office."

"And why do you have that?" Mark's mouth turned into an O, thinking the younger had taken it from her.

"She gave me this key since I visit her office so often," he beamed, threw it in the air and caught it as if the key were a symbol for luck. "She doesn't wanna bother bringing you guys into a small meetings every time I do something bad. So thoughtful."

Mark was shocked, "Do the other guys have keys too?"

The younger dramatically gasped and lightly hit the loser's shoulder, "No I only I have one," he whined.

He shook his head, "Here. Go and hide in the office and you'll see what goes on when 누나 takes us there."

The older stood still in a trance, not sure of what to do so the younger physically grabbed his hand and put the key in it.

"This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. I'm the only one who owns one of these and I don't like sharing!" Haechan said sassily and skipped away like a five-year-old.

Mark looked down at his palm. The key was shining. It was calling for him...and he chose to listen to its calls and follow the melody all the way to his favorite manager's office.

He started walking rapidly towards the place he'd only visited for normal reasons before. He couldn't believe he was actually doing this shit. But that didn't stop him from taking big steps towards the desired destination his curiosity had taken him to.

After dodging the attention of fellow members and trying not to stutter when greeting superior girl group members, he finally was standing in front of the shining wooden door, breath hitching. Fuck. Should I really do this?

"But 누나~" Taeyong's cute whining was heard from circa 30 meters away.

They were on their way to the office — and they were already so close! If Mark stayed in front of the door, he'd have to explain why he was there in the first place and if ____ caught a glimpse of the key in his hand she'd know what his true intentions were and never trust him the same way.

Therefore, he deemed the most logical solution to be to shove the key into the keyhole, turn it around, get in the office and hide fast. He closed the door and locked it after as he didn't want to leave a trace of his unplanned visit. He looked around the room and tried to find a decent hiding spot. There were no huge furnitures to hide behind like a true pervert so his only option was the most stupid and typical thing ever. Hide under a desk. It was like a ticket to hell.

"When am I gonna get my key, 누나?" Jungwoo whined loud enough to be heard from the other side of the closed door.

The sound of something hard being put into the hole alerted Mark that he didn't have much time left, having to choose between being caught and no longer being a Little Angel or decreasing the possibility of being caught and get info on why his best friends love being so bad.

He knew he had no other choice than to slide under the table and pray she wouldn't catch onto his not-so-angel-like act. They wouldn't be able to see him under there because of the wood covering the front. Hopefully ____ didn't choose to sit on the chair in front of it where she would see him, which is exactly where she normally would sit when Mark went to her office for a meeting...

"Yeah, 누나~ Haechan keeps bragging about his key~ It's unfair." Taeyong complained, whining like before but louder.

Click! And so, the door was unlocked. Mark felt his heart beating with each step he heard on the other side of the room. ____'s only response to the boys' complaints was one word: "Sit."

At that, Little Angel's heart dropped. Holy shi— But God decided to have mercy and save Mark from embarrassment for another time so instead of walking to the chair that was right by Mark, ____ walked to a big leather sofa that was in a corner on the other side of the room.

"Good boy, Taeyong," ____ said.

"Thank you, Mommy."

Mark's eyes grew bigger at that. Wait wha—

"Bitch, sit down," ____ said to Jungwoo.

Oh wow—

"Yes, Mommy," the boy did as he was told, taking a seat on the right side of her.

Mark blushed. How could they call her that word so normally, as if it were 누나 and not a kinky title? the innocent boy hiding under the table wondered. He was expecting her to scold them both for talking inappropriately with her. But instead, he heard a sentence that made his pants a bit tighter.

"Why have you boys been acting so naughty?"

Mark heard Taeyong apologize and say "I'm sorry, Mommy."

____ turned her gaze to the one she knew had started it all.

"Why did you touch yourself without Mommy's permission?"

Oh wow they are into some freaky shit, Mark thought, his breathing quickening.

"I wanted Mommy to touch me, but Mommy was busy," Jungwoo pouted.

"Then why did you make Taeyong touch you too?"

"Taeyongie wanted my cock."

Clap! Mark heard the sound of a high five.

____ had slapped Jungwoo (kinda lightly) across the face, "Use your manners."

"I'm sorry, Mommy," he looked her in the eyes.

"It's Mistress when you're being a brat," she corrected him.

Mark gulped.

"I'm sorry, Mistress," Jungwoo was turned on by the authority in her voice (he was such an easy slut).

Now Mark understood why Haechan acted bratty all the time. He just wanted her attention. The Little Angel didn't want to admit it, but he thought it was sexy. For the first time ever, he got the urge to do something bad so he could get in trouble with 누나 too. Or more like M-Mo... But he wasn't bold enough and he didn't know if he wanted to risk losing his reputation of being perfect either.

"Now can you explain why you two did this in the practice room? You could've gotten caught."

Jungwoo still kept strong eye contact, wanting to look like a brat, while Taeyong was looking at the floor ashamed.

"Imagine if Mark came in and saw you sucking Jungwoo's dick, Taeyongie."

Mark's ears perked up at hearing his name. Did he really come across as so innocent that he's used as the example of the worst possible person to witness a blowjob in a practice room? Damn. Wait omg does she think he's a vir—

"Or maybe you wanted something like that to happen," she continued.

Maybe the boys had a tingling feeling about seeing Mark non-pure for once. And he was always so obedient already surely he would be up for submitting to his partner right.

"He's too much of an angel to be here, Mommy," Taeyong said.

"Yeah, he is indeed a good boy."

His face faltered a little at her agreeing a little too enthusiastically, "But I'm a better boy though, right, Mommy?"

"Do good boys suck cock in practice rooms?"

"N-No, Mommy."

He felt the need to make himself look better for her.

"But Jungwoo is the bad boy!" he tried to defend himself.

"Yeah! I'm the bad boy who deserves a key!" Jungwoo agreed.

"So that's why you did it? To prove a point?" she started caressing his cheek gently this time.

"Mmm, yes, Mistress," he lowered his gaze, blushing at her tender touch.

"Look at me when I'm talking to you."

He did as said and looked her in the eyes. She slapped him. Not too hard, but hard enough to leave a slight sting. He moaned. Pain to him was like cats to a single lady.

"You wanted to be a bad boy for a key? Let's see if you're worthy of it."

He gulped. This was his chance. She turned her attention to Taeyong, who was getting impatient looking at them.

"And you, baby, did it because you wanted my attention or a key?"

"I wanted your attention, Mommy. But a key would be nice too," he answered honestly and pouted.

"You're getting spanked—"

A smile tugged at his lips at the victory.

"—by yourself."

The smile disappeared and was replaced with a frown. He held her hand.

"But, M-Mommy, aren't you supposed to do it?" he asked, not wanting to question her, but at the same time wanting to question his ridiculous punishment.

"Do you want to get punished or not?"

"Yes, I do, Mommy," he brought her hand to his lips and kissed it. Oh how he wished he was getting spanked by her instead.

She ignored his sweet gesture and turned her attention back to the boy on her right, "Take off your pants, Jungwoo."

No matter how many times _____ had seen him naked, Jungwoo always had a few seconds of nerves before she'd see him again. Said boy's cheeks reddened slightly, and his hands shakily went down to unbuckle his belt. Mark did the same. He blushed and unbuckled his pants quietly until his hand could fit in them. It wasn't his fault that he was feeling turned on and like a 'bad boy'. What day was it today? Saturday? OK he can't skip going to church tomorrow after this.

_____ started stroking Taeyong's thigh with one hand to give him some affection before she'd give all of it to Jungwoo. "Remember our safe word?"

"Yes," they answered as they were undressing.

"What is it?"

"Red."

"Correct. Good job, both of you."

She looked at Taeyong, "Get naked you too, baby."

Said boy quickly took off his over-sized shirt and threw his bucket hat across the room, making Mark flinch as it landed two meters away from him. Jungwoo had decided to wear tight jeans today and he was now regretting it. The jeans perfectly showed off his curves, but it was the wrong idea to wear them on a day like this when he wanted them off as fast as possible. While Jungwoo awkwardly struggled, Taeyong decided to take off his baggy pants together with his underwear in a split second, kicking them to the side so nobody could trip on them.

In an instant Taeyong was on her lap, butt naked. "Mommy, can you please, please, please spank me?" he pleaded prettily and folded his arms behind her neck.

The two were only a few centimeters away from touching noses. Her hands made their way to his soft butt. He hummed in content. "Please, Mommy," he looked her in the eyes.

She kneaded his ass slowly before slapping it loudly enough to send a wave of arousal to everybody in the room, including Mark. A short moan escaped his mouth at the harsh touch he fancied so much. Jungwoo was frustrated, he knew he was going to go to her office, yet he still decided to wear the damned jeans. He was supposed to be the centre of attention, not Taeyong.

Mark had started touching himself. He felt bad that it felt so good and didn't want to stop. He wondered if he wanted them to hear him misbehaving or if he wanted to remain as ____'s Little Angel but ultimately decided to go for the predictable route and just be quiet and never to be discovered as a pervert.

"Mommy, I want you so—" Taeyong whispered in her ear.

"Mistress, I'm ready for you," Jungwoo interrupted the attention thief as his annoying jeans were finally on the floor.

"Mommy~" the boy on her lap whined cutely.

"Get off, Babyboy," she ordered.

"But Mommy—"

"Now."

"Okay, Mommy," he groaned and, jealous, turned his head to Jungwoo.

Taeyong whined. The leather was cold against his ass, and he just wanted to sit or lay on Mommy's warm, soft lap and get spanked, was that too much to ask for?

Although Jungwoo had proved that he was a really bad boy already, he felt the need to try harder. "We don't need a condom," he said boldly.

"You're right, we don't need a condom. Ass up," ____ said.

Jungwoo's eyes got big, clearly not expecting that response. Without saying anything ____ got up and pulled off her clothes in front of him. She was wearing a strap-on (how the fuck it wasn't visible before was a mystery). He had never seen one in real life, so he didn't expect it to be that big.

"Ass up, Baby, or do I need to say it a third time?"

With a gulp he turned onto his covered abs and obeyed her.

"Go to the desk, Babyboy. I want to see you," she ordered Taeyong as her fingers teased Jungwoo's hole after she spat on it.

Taeyong obeyed, feeling sexy because she wanted to look him. Mark, on the other hand, was fucking panicking. He still hadn't cummed and he was afraid he would get caught. The desk was covered with a wall of wood on one side, so he wasn't afraid of being caught that way, instead he was afraid he'd get caught because of the sound of his wet dick.

Taeyong leaned against the desk and showed his hole off to Mommy. With an arched back he clenched and unclenched air for her. He wanted her to see how good he looked. He was smirking, knowing she was looking at him.

With confidence he spanked himself.

It didn't feel as good as when she did it, regardless he moaned. He wanted her to hear how sexy his moans were. The past times he had gotten spanked she had done it till he was tired and never given him a number of spanks he deserved, so he assumed that the same rule applied now when he was the one spanking himself. He kept on spanking himself and moaned after every one of them.

Taeyong hugged the armrest needily, wanting _____'s attention back.

"Mommy—"

"That's Mistress for you, brat," she quickly corrected him.

"Aren't you gonna punish me, Mistress?" he looked back at her.

She turned his head away from her and positioned herself behind him. He felt relieved that she was finally focusing on him and him only. Excitement filled his veins and his cock. It was so hard, wanting to be touched by her all week. He had even woken up hard this morning because of a dream he'd had about her. She positioned the tip of the strap by his entrance.

"Are you ready, Baby?" she asked him to make sure he was comfortable.

"Yes, Mistress. Just fuck me."

She didn't need to hear him say anything else to thrust into him. He whine long and loudly. His hole wasn't prepared for the big stretch but he wanted it rough; he wanted to be treated like the bad boy he had tried to be this week, and he wanted to be worthy of a key so she could fuck him every day like Haechan got the pleasure of. (a/n. we know that lube and prep is crucial but this is tumblr universe✌️)

Hearing how sensitive Jungwoo was made Mark go faster on his private part. ____ stayed inside to make him more accustomed to the strap since it was kind of big for a beginner, and she wasn't completely sadistic.

"Fuck me, Mistress," he whined into the armrest of the couch.

She went in deeper, and Jungwoo couldn't help but omit light moans he would be embarrassed to let out in front of Taeyong if he weren't so desperate for this punishment.

"Mommy!" Taeyong moaned out to try to get _____'s attention back. It worked. She looked at Taeyong, admiring his figure pretty butt and tattoos that decorated his skin.

"Mistress, fuck me h-harder," Jungwoo didn't want a second of her attention to be away from him. Fuck Taeyong. (Not literally tho) Her attention was back at the boy in front of her.

"Tell me when I get too rough, Baby."

And that was the only sentence she said before ramming his hole. Her thrusts were so powerful and left him open-mouthed. His eyes were closed, and his back was arched at the pleasure he'd never felt before. He really didn't want to moan and sound like a slut like Taeyong. But the new feeling inside was making it hard for him. She didn't go easy on him. His first time being pegged was going to be memorable and she was going to make sure of it.

"Oh God, Mistress," he whimpered, holding back a slutty moan that nearly escaped.

The sounds of skin-slapping and lewdness made Mark determined to hold back his orgasm until any of the others were going to so he could cum with them. Refraining from orgasming was what he thought would be the closest he'd ever get to being punished by ___. Oh shit he was not innocent at all.

Taeyong was shamefully moaning as he slapped his ass cheeks. His high-pitched moans were littering the air, but it was like music to Mommy, so he kept on moaning.

"Mistress," Jungwoo kept whimpering out over and over again.

"Don't be shy, Baby. I want to hear you," she encouraged him to let go and be free, aware that he was holding back.

"M-Mistress— Mmmhm." It was hard holding back everything when she was fucking into him mercilessly, so he let go and moaned loudly. That motivated her to go harder and to find his most sensitive part. She gripped his hips to the point where they would leave bruises. And he was more than happy about that. Taeyong wished he could be bruised by Mommy too.

"Mistress! Oh my—" he cried out.

She adjusted the strap in a different angle and felt him tense up. She had found the bundle of nerves she was searching for. His moans couldn't be held back. The loud moans made it harder for Mark to not cum. Who knew his Netflix binging partner had such pretty moans

_____ rammed Jungwoo in the same angle as fast as she could to make him scream her name. He arched his back deliciously, mouth agape. How could he not when he was being fucked so damn good? The way he moaned 'Mistress' sounded like a vulgar whine from cheap porn CDs that were popular in the '80s. Her name became a chant and pushed both of them closer to their brink. His hair was sticking to his forehead as beads of sweat were covering the rest of his body. She pushed his hair out of his face and kissed his neck soothingly.

"Do you want to cum, Baby?" she asked gently in his ear.

"Yes, please, Mommy," he whimpered back as an answer.

Mistress was her title when any one of her boys was being a brat, but right now it didn't matter; he was so fucked out he didn't even notice he started calling her Mommy instead of Mistress.

"Cum for me, Baby."

Jungwoo came with a lewd moan and made a mess on the now-warm couch and Mark came into his hand and bit his lower lip to prevent any dirty sound from exposing his presence. He was so happy to cum when he heard Mommy's permission although it was meant for Jungwoo and not him.

"Thank you, Mommy," Jungwoo breathed out and plopped on the armrest, exhausted. She placed many kisses on the side of his face, keeping the strap inside him for a little more. He whimpered as ______ emptied Jungwoo's ass, but quickly went back to resting after she massaged his cheeks for a little more.

"Mommy!"

______ looked back at the desk and saw how Taeyong was still spanking himself, almost crying. Babyboy's cheeks were red and hot because of it.

"You're such a good boy; so obedient. You can stop now, Baby," she praised him as she made her way to him.

"Only for you, Mommy," he said and turned around, placing his red butt on the edge as he leaned back with his hands.

"You deserve a reward, Babyboy."

"I want Mommy to tie me, please," he smiled.

"What a good boy wants he can get," she went back to the couch to get Jungwoo's belt.

Taeyong's eyes brightened up at the sight of it. He brought his hands out for her to tie. "Such a good boy, Taeyong," she praised him.

She tied his wrists together tightly with the belt. She knew how much he liked them tight since he once complained that she probably could fit in one finger between the tie and his wrist so she tied his hands tightly.

Normally Taeyong is not jealous at all as he's mature and very secure in his skin but since he was used to being such a good boy — or a bad boy who takes punishments well — he never thought any of the other guys were competition. But he noticed the way she talked about Mark was in such a different way and that made him a bit needier for her attention and praise than usual... which is why he said, "Better than Mark, right, Mommy?"

As Mark was calming down after his orgasm his focus was solely on what she'd say. He wanted, more than anything in that moment, to know if he really was her best boy. ______ giggled instead of answering Taeyong's question, making his smile falter a little at her non-answer while Mark's smile grew. In a few seconds, however, Taeyong's smile was back as he knew exactly how to prove he was a gooder boy than Mark.

"Mommy, since I sucked Jungwoo, can I get sucked off too?" he asked softly.

"Since you've been such a good boy, of course. Sit down, Babyboy."

That's when Taeyong dragged out the chair to the desk with his tied wrists, startling the Little Angel.

"I want to be sucked by Mark," he said as if Mark hadn't secretly been hiding under the desk all along.

Taeyong had known he was under there ever since the moment he moaned out 'Mommy' for the first time. How? He knew what Mark sounded like when he masturbated, he lived in the room next to his after all. ______ made her way around the desk and smirked, "Who do we have here?"

"I told you I'm Mommy's goodest boy," Taeyong said and leaned his head on her shoulder.

"누— 누나... I-I can explain—" he stuttered as he tried to think of a justification for his actions.

"How did you get in?"

He couldn't act like he was an angel anymore. "Uhm, Haechan gave me a key."

"Thank you for telling me. Tell him to come to my office after this."

Mark gulped and looked down at the ground.

"Can you suck me, please, Markie?"

Haechan indeed was a little devil and his plan worked. That was the quality a boy bad enough to be worthy of a key. Now Haechan would get the worst punishment.

Lucky him.

Come a little closer, bend over and make yourself shorter (ooh)

Don't pay attention to anything else

Focus on my voice )

—son seungwan & kim yerim; 2018

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Begging||N.YT

Bad boy bike rider yuta x female reader

WARNING; Yuta is really mean!,hella smut, bad boy au, romance,impatient horny reader,unprotected sex

Viewer discretion is advised!

A/n; let me know if I made any mistakes please and enjoy this smut about yuta.

Playlist: needed me(Rihanna) star boy(the weekend)One dance(drake) call out my name(the weekend) GO(nct dream)focus(nct 127) pick a song and enjoy!

You were young girl who loved the thrill of adventure. You had always been attracted to the bad boy type, and when you met Yuta, you knew you had found the perfect boy of your dreams. Yuta was a biker, with a body made of steel and a heart of gold. You’ve had been dating for a few months now, and your passion for each other had only grown stronger with time.

One night, you and Yuta were out on his motorcycle, cruising down the highway. The wind was blowing through your hair, and you felt so alive.

Yuta pulled over to a secluded spot, and you both got off the bike. He leaned in to kiss you deeply, and you could feel the heat rising between the two of you.

“Fucking slut need dick so bad. Can’t even wait till we get home” Yuta rolled his eyes smirking,leaving kisses down your neck. He couldn’t Stan hearing you whine and beg about how you needed him.

Your heart was racing as Yuta lifted you up onto the hood of his bike. He ran his hands up your thighs, and you moaned at the touch. He pulled your skirt up over your hips, exposing your lacy underwear . He took a moment to admire your body before diving in, kissing your stomach and trailing his hands down your thighs.

Your breathing becoming unsteady as Yuta began to explore your body with his lips. His fingers danced over your skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake.

He slid your panties off and began to tease your clit with his tongue, making you gasp and squirm with pleasure.

You couldn't take it anymore. You pulled Yuta up to your face and kissed him deeply, tasting yourself on his lips. He pushed you back onto the hood of the bike

Your body trembled with desire as you pulled Yuta closer, your lips meeting in a passionate kiss that left you both breathless. You just couldn't resist the urge to touch him more, savoring the intimate moment you shared. Yuta then turned you around and forced you onto the hood of the bike, you felt a rush of excitement and anticipation, eager for what was to come. The sound of Yuta unzipping his zipper sent shivers down your spine,and you couldn’t help but wonder what he had in store for you.

Would it be something adventurous and daring or something sweet and tender? But knowing yuta it would probably be a lot rough considering the fact that he always is rough,sexually or not.

You felt a flutter in your stomach as you realized the possibilities were endless and that you were about to embark on a journey of passion and pleasure with the boy you loved.

As Yuta’s hands roamed your body, you closed your eyes and let yourself be swept away by the waves of pleasure that washed over you.

Yuta teased his tip at your entrance making you arch your back. “Yuta please just put it in,I need it”

Your comment only made him tease slower,he didn’t like being told what to do,at the end of the day he was the dom.

You arched your back more and let out a needy moan. “Yuta! Please” you whispered,your voice laced with desire. Yuta smiled and continued to tease more,savoring the moment. He loved hearing you beg more than he thought.

He knew you craved more, and he was willing to give it to you. “Relax needy slut it’s my cock and I can do whatever the hell I want” yuta teased more,also feeling guilty for making his baby wait.

He pushed into you deep,you gasped and clutched at the seat of the bike.god he was big.

The feeling of your bodies intertwined was electric,and Yuta revealed in the in the sensation.he moved with a slow steady rhythm, each thrust sending shivers and pleasure through your body.

As you moved together your passion grew until you were lost in the intensity of the moment.

“So fucking tight” yuta threw his head back and pulled out all the way, but before you could whine about it he rammed into you harshly making you see stars.

“Fuck!” You moaned In bliss.

He proceeded to increase the intensity of his thrusts.the feeling of his warm breath on your neck only added to the intensity of the moment.

You began to moan uncontrollably loud,your body responding to his every movement,with each thrust.

You felt yourself getting closer and closer to climax.

“Fuck I’m gonna cum!” You whined. Yuta grabbed your hair forcing your head back, his thrusted harder and he wouldn’t last long either.

You cried his name until finally, you couldn’t hold it any longer, you clenched so hard around him as you came. Legs shaking and all.

Your cum sliding down along his shaft,you sigh as you come down from your high, breathing unsteady and ragged.

“Came so soon baby girl? We’re just getting started” Yuta chuckled with his famous grin across his lips.

You were in for a long night.

#yuta #yuta smut #nctdream smut #nct127 smut #wayv smut #nct smut #Johnny smut #jaehyun smut #taeyong smut

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Don’t Fall In Love: Part 3

Summary: You are one of the most popular bloggers on your campus, telling enriching stories of your personal heartbreaks anonymously. But your readers are not ready to handle the newest heartbreak of finding out your best friend dating your ex.

Paring: Lee Haechan (Donghyuk) x f!reader

Genre: college au | angst x smut

Warning: story may contain strong language, mentions of drugs and alcohol - sexual references - reader discretion advise.

Words: 3.8k

A/N: I'm sorry this one is much shorter, I didn't realize; but I'm already working on the next part and can't wait to write more of it:)

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 4 | Part 5

Masterlist | Nct 127 Masterlist | Nct Dream Masterlist

Taglist: @lovingvoidgoatee, @lunaryoongie, @matchahyuck, @yixingtion, @mosviqu, @ohmyhuenings, @nctzennikki09, @rosiejunnie, @roxyvogue, @5seos, @aaphroditeprjde, @fullsunkist

::: LoveAboveMyPinkClouds: blog post #53 The nerve he had to bring him into this. Do you hate me that bad? You really want my shatter pieces to turn into dust huh? Okay so maybe I never pictured D becoming my friend - that is a given but as an enemy? Wouldn't even dream of it. The last few days he has been back has been nothing but hell. But now you want to bring back J, just to mess with me - now this is war. You want to play this game.... :::

"Umm Jaemin? You're friends with Haechan?" By this point, you were surprised Minjeong hasn't caught on herself - if this keeps up, maybe you don't need to tell her.

"Yeah." He shrugged not thinking anything of it.

You wanted to slap the proud smirk Donghyuck was currently wearing off his sorry face. He knew this would hurt you. You're not gonna let this get to you - if anything - play his little game and see who the real winner is.

"(Y/N)......I had no idea-"

"What's wrong Min, let's get our table before this place fills up." You said with confidence and you turned before you could even see the boys reaction.

You felt better already.

You scooted into a secluded booth and began to look at the menu. "Um me and Haechan are going to get us some drinks." Minjeong dragged him along quickly as Jaemin scooted next to you looking at his phone.

"So what brings you here? Does he have some twisted revenge against me or wants to make me feel like shit."

Jaemin looked up at you with that damn charming smile you remember. "He just told me that you badly need to get laid and you're really desperate."

That asshole.

You sighed trying to hold in your anger. "But why you? You don't do relationships, remember?" You snipped.

"But I'm always down, if you ever want to just hook up, especially if you're desperate."

"I'm not that desperate." You snapped.

"You seem desperate." He shrugged.

"You know what-"

"(Y/N), I got you a cosmo." She looked at you like you were about to break.

"Thank you." You smiled. "Hopefully it's strong enough." You started sipping immediately.

Donghyuck was enjoying every bit of this situation and you knew you were gonna make him pay - if it's the last thing you do.

"Dance anyone?" You suggested after the waitress took your order and everyone stared not budging.

"We need to wait for our food." Minjeong shrugged.

"Suit yourselves." You got up making your way over to the dance floor, letting loose like you wanted the past few hard days. Dance like no one was watching.

"She's been having a tough time lately." Minjeong excuses you as Donghyuck shook his head flabbergasted at your actions.

He remembered back when you both started dating of how shy you were and it was him that broke you out of your shell and now here you were acting out of character just to get a rise out of him.

"I guess we're dancing." Jaemin got up and joined you to your surprise.

The you from yesterday would of pushed him away or even thrown a shoe at him since that's what he deserved but you were here to make a stance and you could care less - your target was Donghyuck and you wanted him to know that you were done playing his games.

Jaemin held your hips tightly as you started grinding up against him, getting lost in the music. You could feel Donghyuck's eyes across the room, eating out the palm of your hand.

You wanted to give him a night to remember. A remembrance of the girl he lost, the girl he so happened to cheat on. You wanted him to regret breaking your heart.

Maybe it worked or maybe it didn't but it definitely caused attention the second he dragged Minjeong to the dance floor. Minjeong wasn't as great of a dancer as you since she still lacked some confidence but you were glad she was having fun at least.

The night turned into something much more exciting then you originally thought, you even found yourself having fun with Jaemin to your surprise or that could be the drinks talking but the looks you were getting from Donghyuck alone was definitely worthy of talking about to your blog first thing tomorrow. But the only problem was he was still so damn hard to read. You couldn't tell if he was upset due to his plan failing from your non-miserable state or just pure jealousy from clinging onto his best friend.

Your next attempt to push him over the edge was enough to stir something up inside him sending him back to the bar and leaving a drunk Minjeong to keep dancing to herself on the dance floor not even fazed. But once your lips touched Jaemin's in a sweet tender kiss, things soon got messier that it took you a bit to pull away and snap back to reality.

"My offer still stands." He said once pulled away.

"Not a chance." You spoke smoothly before making your way to the bar, sitting right next to Donghyuck.

"I'll take a gin and tonic." You spoke before turning your head to him sipping on some alcoholic drink.

"I couldn't help but notice you seem a little pissed off." You smirked to yourself taking your first sip of probably your last drink tonight. "I mean, I'm having a great time." You were definitely not drunk enough for this night to continue.

"Why would I be pissed off?" He turned towards you putting his drink down.

"I don't know....you tell me."

"Pff, you're hysterical." He was definitely pissed as he turned back to his drink.

"What?"

"You're crying over Jaemin and now you're sucking him off like some-"

"Pssh, I knew it." You shook your head making him finally glance at you. "You invited him to cause me pain for some sick revenge you have against me and you know what.....I'm not letting you two hurt me anymore. I've learned to stop letting you control my life."

"That seems hard to believe when you're purposely trying to make me jealous." He arched his eyebrows, taking another sip.

"I don't know what you're talking about." You shrugged. "Why would I care about making you jealous."

"I don't know.....you tell me." He reused your words.

"Okay fine.....maybe I was trying to make you jealous." You shrugged not caring anymore. "It's clearly working."

He rolled his eyes. "It's not working, I don't give a shit if you're all over him." He continued. "It actually makes me sad because I know that's not you out there."

"You don't know me anymore." It was your turn to sip your drink.

"You're right I don't........I remember you used to be all cute and shy.....too embarrassed to even dance with me and now you're out there acting like a slut." That hit you hard. "You're better than that."

"Am I though? I'm just your crazy ex that slept with all your friends right?" You teared up. "I guess that makes me a slut, might as well act like it."

He wasn't expecting that answer. "You're not a slut."

You turned towards him.

"I said you're acting like one, that doesn't mean I think you're one.....that's your problem (Y/N), you take everything out of proportion."

"Why are we still talking about me? You're the asshole for bringing him." You turned and saw Minjeong and Jaemin dancing playfully.

"You're right.....I wanted you to be upset."

"After everything we went through, I can't believe you would do this." You got up from your stool and began moving away from him.

"(Y/N) wait." He followed you after throwing some money on the bar.

"Take us home please." You spoke before he grabbed your wrist making you turn around.

"You don't get to be pissed at me." You looked up at him. "Or do you want me to remind you everything you have done to me since we've broke up."

You sighed. "Last night all I did was help you and you still selfishly criticized me."

"Everything okay?" Minjeong asked but it was clear she was way passed your average drunk.

"Everything is great, I yelled at your boyfriend for paying the bill."

"Really?" She smiled.

"Yes, but we're leaving now, okay let's go." You guided her out as you wanted out of this place immediately.

::: LoveAboveMyPinkClouds: blog post #53 Well, I was right......but that doesn't make it feel better. Actually I feel more like shit. Maybe we're just bad to be around each other. He's using me and I'm using him. Or more so he's torturing me as I'm torturing him. There is no closure in our relationship, there never was. So what should I do, pretend like it never happened or confront him and just get the bullshit out of the way. I guess I'll see what happens next.... Xoxo peace :::

Minjeong was passed out the second she hit her bed, these passed few days is the most you've ever seen her drink and it's probably your fault.

"She's asleep." Donghyuck was much more reserved by this point.

You nodded grabbing your glass of water as he came into the kitchen, leaning on the opposite counter from you. "Taking my advice I see."

"I didn't even drink that much tonight. I'm just thirsty." You shrugged as he rolled his eyes. "Or maybe you do give the best advices."

"Wow a compliment." He smirked slightly.

"Well, I've been thinking about what you said.....you're right - I have been unfair and I'm sorry. Thank you for taking care of me even though I don't deserve it."

"Of course you deserve it.....you just.....you need to learn to keep your mouth shut every once in a while." He softly smiled and you only returned one as a subtle response.

"We need to tell her." He continued.

"Tell her what?" You were dumbfounded.

"You know what." He gave you a hard look. "She's gonna start suspecting something, especially if she remembers tonight."

"She won't remember, she's not a drinker." He arched his eyebrows. "But yes I agree, I'm just not ready yet. She's gonna be upset."

"She's gonna be more upset the longer we keep it from her."

"Well, breaking up with her is still an option."

"You would want that wouldn't you?" He shook his head. "Just so you won't be called out for your lies."

"I admit I lied and I wish I can take it back but don't try to pin this on me - you're the one who went after my best friend and you're the one that cheated."

He rolled his eyes. "I'm done trying to prove my innocence - I told you what happened more than enough times."

"I remember like it was yesterday. You let her put your hands on you, you let her take your pants off-"

"You want to know what happened....here." He pinned you back towards the counter and grabbed your hands and placed them near his belt buckle.

You couldn't help but feel your heart beating faster. "Her dress got caught on my belt buckle." He sighed. "Right here."

"That's it." He confirmed.

"No, I saw you-"

"That's because when she yanked away from me, my buckle snapped off. It's just that simple (Y/N)."

"It's just that simple and you choose not to believe it."

"Well, why was she close enough in the first place?" You looked up at him and he looked away for a second.

"See, I know better." You tried to push him away.

"Okay fine, you were right.....she made a move on me, is that what you want to hear......But that doesn't mean I touched her, kissed her, or slept with her, or whatever you want to call it. - I pushed her away and you choose to not to believe me."

You looked down avoiding his stare.

::: LoveAboveMyPinkClouds: blog post #54 The sad thing is, the more I think about my breakup with D, the more I feel like maybe I did make a mistake. Because what he told me now and than felt completely different but maybe with time I grew to accept it. I was suppose to trust him. Maybe I should have trusted him. But what I saw and what I thought felt too real in the moment and it broke me - I never wanted to see his face again - but was it fair? :::

You felt your eyes water for the second time that night and now you were really at war with yourself. You didn't even know what else to say except - "I'm sorry for not believing you."

You looked up at him and he almost looked defeated - like he was expecting you to fight harder and longer but you just gave in.....just like that.

"You're sorry?" He whispered still astonished by your reaction as you simply nodded.

Maybe he was broken over this breakup as much you, because you never pictured him cracking down so easily because once he leaned in there was no more going back. You created this mess and now you had to live with the consequences.

Consequences to state the fact that you remembered your hands were still resting on his belt buckle as your proximity was dangerously close. You never wanted him more than this very moment. Almost like you two never broke up.

You weren't making it clear for any of you and once you found yourself meeting in the middle, you knew this was gonna ruin things for many many reasons. You were sure he was gonna immediately pull away from your accidentally act of desperation but his lips were brushing yours in return just as desperate and you were quick to responde, feeling every inch of him. You almost forgot the way he kissed you, so needy, so rushed - like it would be your last and you honestly thought it would be.

He traveled his hands down your legs causing you to hop up sitting on the kitchen counter making him rest comfortably between them as they wrapped around his waist. 5 months....5 months since you felt him in this way. You couldn't express how much you missed this - how much you wanted this.

This couldn't be good where this was leading - nor did you know how to stop it. You couldn't help gyrating your hips along with his in more acts of desperation that you both needed from each other. You gasped for air, sending him off to kiss down your jaw and onto your neck, marking in the process, making this go deeper than it already was.

You needed more but you knew you were gonna regret this later. The moment you quickly tore his belt off, this wasn't going to end anytime soon. And the worst part - you didn't care - you didn't care how much you were hurting your best friend at this very moment. You felt as though you were hurting worse and he was yours first and you selfishly kept telling yourself that over and over again.

You reached in rubbing the outside of his briefs as his lips traveled down father towards your chest. He softly moaned causing butterflies in your stomach to erupt. He leaned back up kissing you once again and moving his fingers inside your dress tugging down your lacy panties, until they hit the floor.

This was really happening.

You tugged on his briefs more pulling him out in the process. He was already hard for you letting you stroke your hand up and down, feeling every inch of him. He pulled away watching you with a quiet exchanged like he knew what you were thinking and the same with him. Like he was waiting for you to put a stop to this but you couldn't - you wanted him.

He tugged your dress up, traveling his fingers up your thigh reaching your already soaked area. He took one last glance before leaning down bringing his lips back to your already swollen lips. You were trying hard not to moan as he slid two fingers inside, giving you chills feeling his ring stretch you more. You cried against his lips making him smile in return.

This was wrong - you kept saying. Also the fact that not only did you falsely accuse Donghyuck from being a cheater but now you were actually making him one.

He pulled away and the only exchange was your heavy breathing as you both continued touching each other. You were growing impatient by this point and his fingers weren't enough to satisfy you - you wanted all of him and the moment you pulled him closer to your needy opening, there was no turning back. A sin was being made and you knew you would never be forgiven and if you thought telling Minjeong the truth was hard enough now, this was even worse.

"Fuck." You couldn't hold back no more as you tried to adjust to his member.

"You need to be quiet." He whispered next to your ear as he kissed down your neck once again.

You held on to the edge of the countertop as your other hand wrapped around his shoulders pulling you up to bounce off of him desperately. It was getting more intense by the second and you both had to contain your tone as you were only a wall away from giving everything away.

This shouldn't be happening....

You could say you've done it in risky situations before but this definitely took the whole cake. What if either Jimin or Minjeong came out to get a drink. You needed to put an end to this.....but you couldn't.

"Fuck I missed you." You whined, still out of breath.

"I knew that from the beginning. You reeked of jealousy." He teased.

"I was very jealous. I hated seeing you with her." You moaned more feeling him deeper and deeper. "Would you fuck her as good as this?"

"You're the only one I would fuck like this." He kissed up your jaw line again. "I love seeing you so desperate."

"So trying to hook me up with Jaemin was a lie."

"I never wanted you to hook up with Jaemin, but I knew it would push you over the edge."

"You're lucky you were right for once because I wanted him to make you jealous so bad."

"We both know that would work." You smirked at his answer and he pulled out and you slid off the counter turning around leaning on the cold surface in front of you. He didn't hesitate filling you up once again causing you to moan more from the new position.

You didn't even know if either of you were telling the truth or just your desperate hormones taking control. Donghyuck always knew how to sweet talk you during foreplay. He liked to tell you what you wanted to hear and in this case, you just hoped he was being sincere. You couldn't handle another heart break.

You leaned back placing your hands on the edge of the counter once again as he held your hips in place. You felt like you were going to unravel any second by the way he would move against you in a rapid motion but quickly stop and hit you with a slow gyrating motion smoothly. It was addicting, you never wanted it to end.

"Donghyuck." You whined as he took you a step further wrapping a hand around your front, moving in a circular motion. He was driving you closer and closer to the edge.

The fact that he was driving you crazy when you knew he could do worse was still surprising you by the minute. He was holding back.

"You about to cum?" He held you up so your back was in line with his chest. He kissed down your neck for the hundredth time tonight, pushing deeper inside you.

"Ah huh." You nodded and you can feel him smirk against your skin. He loved seeing you so weak against him.

"Can you wait for me?" He said, his voice causing you to snap any moment.

"Fuck....I can't." You moaned louder.

"Shhh, you're gonna wake everyone up."

"Then please hurry." You begged.

He leaned his head on your shoulder as his motions became slower and sloppier, waiting desperately for you to come undone together.

You felt him spill and immediately covered your mouth as he knew you were gonna moan letting go and that's exactly what you did. You had no self control when it came to your vocal cords.

He rocked against you slowly as you both came down from your high and you knew the moment he pulled out and buttoned his pants back up - the regrets would come back flooding in. You fixed your dress and picked up your panties as silence over came you.

"Donghyuck....I- I'm really sorry." He looked down avoiding your eyes. "I never wanted this to be such a mess."

He looked back up at you softly. "I know."

"But we can't keep doing this to Minjeong, she needs to know the truth." He continued and you just nodded trying to keep it together.

"I know." You said softly.

"I'm gonna go." You could tell he was bothered by this whole situation - maybe not with you but with himself.

"Y-yeah." Your voice was weak. You didn't want him to leave, not like this. There was so much more that needed to be said. "I'll talk to you tomorrow."

"Goodnight (Y/N)." He leaned forwards kissing your forehead sweetly.

You couldn't help but feel like it was a final goodbye. You definitely made matters worse and you didn't know what to do about it. Everything was a mess - you were a mess and he was perfect and you should have never let him go in the first place.

::: LoveAboveMyPinkClouds: blog post #54 Okay so maybe my plan worked but I didn't feel good about it. D tried to hurt me by bringing J back in this game and I was the one that won by making him jealous. A pissed off, jealous D was hot and I never wanted him more than ever - it was sickening. But that doesn't mean I should have acted on it. Yes, you heard that correctly. Here it comes..... I might lose most of my followers by this point but you were right - you deserve to know. A horrible breakup was nothing more than a stupid misunderstanding - a stupid wardrobe malfunction that caused such chaos and despair. But the worst thing was - I should have trusted my boyfriend. Yikes - over dramatic I know. But what would you do? You believe what you see. And at this point - my eyes treated me like shit. I hope you guys like cliff hangers because what I did tonight was unforgivable - I was weak and desperate and the truth hit me like a train. I'm not asking for forgiveness - I don't deserve it. I don't deserve my best friend. I slept with her boyfriend. Yes that is correct. I slept with D and I'm still in love with him. What should I do now? Xoxo peace :::

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Twst as K-Pop Groups!

Rated E, for EVERYONE!

A short film exploring a Twisted Wonderland Idol AU!

Featuring: All the dorms + Che'nya and a Neige mention

Beware! This film contains: really bad kpop group names, smoking mention, otherwise I think it's fine

Heartslaybul

Group name: LVBZ (Luver Boyz), I wanted to lean into the heart theme for that classic boygroup feel

Fandom name: Rozes, for obvious reasons

While Riddle is the obvious answer for leader, Trey is the right answer. Responsible older brother Trey is probably deeply underappreciated in the group. I feel like he’s probably been in a group that disbanded early before, (cough, Che’nya, Trey, Riddle group anyone?) and has a bit of a tired vibe. He writes a good handful of the songs since he plays the guitar, but he’s actually not crazy about pop. They definitely share a dorm and Trey made a chore chart for them.

Riddle is definitely taking the position of vocalist and center, he’s probably really strict about his training and exercise, he was a trainee for a loooong time and after his last group he’s kinda nervous. His mom used to be a very popular vocalist, but you’ll never catch him with nepo baby claims because he’s so intense. Besides LVBZ Riddle also does some modeling on the side and will probably end up in a drama of some kind.

Cater is absolutely giving “has so many predebut photos” energy. From vlives, to vlogs, cooking videos, asmr videos, tiktoks, instagram posts, Cater is all over their social media like crazy. He’s got a pretty good public image, always interacting with fans, the only thing is- he's a chronic content farmer, it's like so bad guys. At least his aegyo is actually cute? He’s the face and probably a sub vocalist of some kind, but definitely writes the lot of their songs. Seems like the type who has a very good image but chainsmokes/vapes on the side.

RAPPER DEUCE. Okay normal again. But he totally fits the rapper vibes, I can’t stress how well it fits. Has the most embarrassing predebut photos known to man, lots of him with badly dyed hair and he probably had a bullying scandal really early into his career. Extremely awkward aegyo, fans love him cus he comes off as cute but very genuine, fan favorite.

At this point I’ve put all the basketball boys as dancers but can you blame me? Ace reeks of high energy dancer who kinda sucks ass at singing. He tries really, but just let him be the main dancer and a sub rapper! Ace and Deuce used to go to the same highschool predebut and did not get along. Don't leave this guy alone with fans, not because he's going to do anything criminal- he's just gonna say some dumb shit. Spill a secret, be generally kinda dickish- just. Don't do it, fanservice is not Ace’s strong suit

Their discography is kinda all over the place but I feel like that’s the Heartslaybul vibe? I tried to keep it light and sort of… classic boy group vibes. I'm not really into light concept boy groups so this was difficult for me. (I wrote this before I listened to zb1’s debut. They are zb1)

Debut song: Kitsch by IVE

Other tracks: In Bloom by Zb1; Very Nice by Seventeen; Attention by New Jeans; Sour Grapes by Lesserafim; Blue Flame by Lesserafim; Best Friend Ever by NCT Dream

Solo releases: One and Only by Gowon of Loona (Riddle); Anti-romantic by TXT (Trey)

Savanaclaw

Group name: BxB (Boy X Beast), I swear I wasn’t trying to copy TXT that hard

Fandom name: BOB (Be Our Best), because fans “make them their best”. It’s so bad but this is intentional

Leona is the leader but honestly he doesn’t do much to corral anyone. He’s definitely been in a couple groups that have done very poorly and can’t stop getting compared to his more successful brother- a recently retired soloist. Worse, he gets tons of “he’s a lazy dancer” and “nepo baby” comments from fans. He’s a bit jaded, and for good reason. He’s not much of a dancer, moreso acting as the visual and vocalist in his group and chances are he’s done an acting gig or two. Leona does a lot of low energy vlives, it's like him eating fried chicken in the dark while barely talking on camera. Refuses to do any cutesy fanservice, ask him to look hot? Done and done. Aegyo? Ask Ruggie.

Ruggie is the face of the group, everyone on the planet has seen him busking before and during his trainee period, not to mention he’s funny, fans love him. He’s also carrying the rapper position, and often gets center, but he and Leona are honestly neck and neck in that area. Ruggie's pretty good aegyo but he literally always laughs afterwards. So many memes of the dumb faces he makes while laughing.

Jack iiiis the dancer, so many first years were subjected to dancer and rapper sorry guys. He’s tried to write songs but only a couple have really panned out- the others are encouraging though! Obviously maknae, endless jokes about being GIANT despite being the youngest. Somehow he seems to take this the most serious despite being the newest to this?

Their sound is very classically masculine, as is Savanaclaw’s vibe. If they barked in the song I legally had to add it

Debut song: Clap by Seventeen

Other Tracks: Superbowl by SKZ; Wonderland by ATEEZ; Wolfgang by SKZ (sorry it was too funny not to); (Grrr 총량의 법칙) BEWARE by SKZ; My Pace by SKZ; Boxer by SKZ; Bouncy by ATEEZ

Solo releases: None

Octavinelle

Group name: TYDE (“Take Your Dreams Everywhere”), I went the EXiD route with this one, it was a little too funny not to

Fandom name: Tied, because TYDE is tied to them

Oh my god. Despite being my favorite dorm, Octavinelle gave me a fuckin hell of a time to put together, I just did not have a clear vision for them at all. I’m going with Azul, even though I considered leader Jade for a little bit, simply because I think Azul is the kind of leader who designs a bunch of merch for the fans- a la the VIXX thong. He’s rocking with the visual, center, and vocalist position. He comes off as a very smooth and self assured leader, but let’s be honest he’s the only one in the group who’s having a panic attack before award shows. I think he probably had a really hard time as a trainee and can’t let that go just yet.

Jade doesn’t get any kind of strong spot in the lineup somehow, despite there only being three members, he definitely ends up a bit in the background. But Jade doesn’t mind! He honestly doesn’t care much for the spotlight and is mostly here because Azul and Floyd are. He writes all the songs for their group, no arguments.

So we all know Floyd is the dancer, guy canonically loves dancing, but he’s also going to steal the rapper position. This is because rappers are always the weird ones in the group, and by god is Floyd the weird one. He always gets styled extremely strangely, I mean every time he steps on stage he ends up in a new “worst outfits in kpop” list. Floyd ends up being the face because he’s such a standout, not to mention the fact he keeps… showing up with other groups. Is there a vlive happening? Somehow Floyd interrupts. Another group practicing? Not without Floyd they’re not. He’s even managed to be in the background of several MVs (think OOH-AHH Chan). Floyd seems to just know everyone everywhere.

Holy hell okay their music gave me a hard time too. Octavinelle is so solidified as jazz in my head that trying to think of anything else for them gave me an aneurysm.I struggled so much that yeah I’m breaking and adding one or two japanese songs, sorry guys

Debut Song: Mafia In The Morning by Itzy

Other Tracks: Dice by Nmixx; First by Everglow (tell me Azul wouldn’t tear up those vocals?? Get Floyd on the chorus? Screaming); Play with Fire by Camellia (covered by ツバサ【歌の部屋】 if you need to hear a human sing it); Black Suit by Super Junior

Solo releases: ViViD by Heejin of Loona (Azul); Villain by Stella Jang (Azul)

Scarabia

Group name: Wysper (Honestly not happy with either of the names but I can’t think of anything better)

Fandom name: Wishes

Okay they’re complex because. Uh. Jamil is basically doing everything. He’s the most talented dancer, rapper, vocalist; it’s just that Kalim is the face. Aaaand the center. Despite being a trainee for a way shorter amount of time, despite not being as skilled as Jamil, Kalim took first place in the competitive show they both participated in. Very bitter. Jamil tries to keep it on the down-low but their relationship is definitely suffering from favoritism.

Kalim has probably been a star for a very long time, I’m talking child star levels of fame and already had a fan base by the time he and Jamil debuted. He’s got amazing charisma and stage presence, not to mention Kalim is taking first place as the aegyo king. However, the nepo baby allegations are through the ROOF, seeing as his family straight up owns the company he and Jamil debuted under. That’s not to say he doesn’t try! He works hard, but it’s not going to save him, especially when he’s getting a billion offers from modeling companies and fashion brands, when Jamil isn’t.

I can’t describe what their sound is exactly? I feel like it’s somewhere close to reggaeton with a bit of bollywood/southeast asia

Debut song: You cannot tell me Paint The Town by Loona is not THE Wysper song. It’s literally so perfect I was angry I didn’t think of it earlier. Kalim on the light verses, Jamil on the chorus? Insane.

Other tracks: Icky by Kard; Charmer by SKZ; Cake by Kard; Ring the Alarm by Kard; Tinnitus by TXT; SHOOT! by Itzy; Red Moon by Kard

Solo releases: Singing in the Rain by JinSoul of Loona (Kalim)

Pomefiore

Group name: FoE (Fruit of Evil), I wanted to lean into the lip/biting themes for them and pick something that felt suitably sexy

Fandom name: Bites

Vil has to be the leader obviously, but he’s also the face, visual and vocalist- let’s be real he’s the most favored of the group and everyone knows it. He was definitely an actor before this, he probably ended up in the group because of an elimination show that he won and then got the privilege of picking all his other members. He for sure has some solo releases, brand deals, modeling gigs- Vil is the it boy of their generation, the kind of idol everyone knows. Definitely a massive one-sided rivalry with Neige, because Neige was probably in a NCT Dream type group as a kid, then went solo when he got older and became incredibly successful. Vil is endlessly jealous.

Rook was probably a runner up in the same show as Vil and fully admitted to being a massive fan while on the show. He’s the best dancer in the group, probably the center, and writes the majority of the songs cus I know this weird fucker likes poetry. Rook is guy who’s a fan before he’s an idol, definitely has a room full of merchandise, people have caught him buying albums of his favorite group

Epel is the maknae, obviously, and was probably previously a background dancer. Vil saw him and picked him up by the scruff of his neck. He’s definitely the only real rapper of the group and can dance pretty well, but this is not the kind of group he wanted to be in. Epel was probably hoping for a concept a bit more like BxB but we don’t all get what we wish for

I listened to Nude while making this and it changed my entire vibe for their group. They’re just (g)-idle. If the music makes you wanna worship a woman it belongs to FoE.

Debut song: Love Dive by IVE

Other Tracks: Nude by (g)-idle; Oh my God by (g)-idle; Villain Dies by (g)-idle; Snapping by Chung Ha; Do Not Touch by Misamo of Twice; Cry For Me by Twice

Solo releases: Vengeance by Bibi (Vil)

Ignihyde

What group

It’s just Idia

He’s probably a producer or sumthing let’s be so real guys. Ortho is his sound set up.

I’ll still give examples of what I think his tracks sound like tho. Lots of dubstep and generally electronic sounds cus… come on guys, it’s too perfect.

Tracks: Illusion by Aespa; Miroh by SKZ; Freeze by SKZ; Hold On Tight by Aespa

Diasomnia

Group name: Som.nia (Nia), I wanted to lean into the sleepy/dream feeling

Fandom name: Niacs, insomnia/insomniac you get it okay

“Malleus is leader!” you cry, and you are wrong, because Lilia literally has to be leader. He is the objectively the best (and funniest) option, Malleus does not have the backbone to be leader yet. Lilia has been around the block a billion times; he’s been a vkei idol, he’s been a model, he’s probably been a wrestler let’s be real he’s the Sakura of twst fr. He writes most of the songs for the group, but is definitely trying to get the others to improve their songwriting skills. While Lilia gets a lot of offers, he turns them down. If I’m honest, he’s probably going to quit being an idol after

Malleus is definitely taking the vocalist position, no question. He’s also probably taking the “least popular member of the group” position. Poor guy is seriously awkward on camera and has a chronic case of resting scary face. He takes center pretty frequently, half as an attempt to get him some more recognition- it’s not great cus he’s kinda a stiff dancer. He was fairly popular pre-debut for his extremely strange energy

Call me insane, but dancer Silver! He’s very physically capable, it’s just… you’ll catch him sleeping every time he’s not practicing. Definitely has insane muscle memory, he could do all his choreography with his eyes closed. He’s also an occasional vocalist, he’s got a nice soft voice. Sebek is always getting on him for “being lazy” but Silver usually just tells him to screw off.

Sebek gets rapper because he’s sooooo good at projecting and enunciating aggressively. It’s all the Malleus worship. I think he was a trainee at the same time as Malleus and was utterly obsessed with him, fan favorite for being So Weird All The Time.

I’ll be so real, if the song made me feel gorgeous it went on the list. They kinda reek of 3rd gen Kpop? This is definitely Lilia’s fault. But I’m so here for it the nostalgia go CRAAAZY. Also they are VIXX thanks.

Debut Song: Butterfly by Loona

Other Tracks: Bite Me by Enhyphen; Chained Up by VIXX, Shangri-La by VIXX; Blood, Sweat and Tears by BTS (are you kidding me this addition is so good I’m genuinely LOSING IT); Scentist by VIXX; Fever by Enhyphen; Sugar Rush Ride by Enhyphen; Inception by ATEEZ

Solo releases: Egoist by Olivia Hye of Loona (Silver)

Honorable mentions (these are a bit shorter)

First year gang

Group name: F1rst

Fandom name: Zer0, because they come before first

Jack gets to be leader! He’s responsible, if a bit nervous, takes the vocalist position here.

Epel gets visual in this case, though he still does a fair amount of rap.

Deuce is the best with fans and gets to be center, he’s a pretty good all-rounder here.

Ace is still the best dancer in the group and literally will never stop gloating.

Sebek gets to be the rapper and takes the face position because he’s So Weird All The Time

I think they are literally just Stray Kids tbh, my favoritism is showing but I don’t even care

Debut Song: Break All the Rules by Cravity

Other Tracks: Super board by SKZ; Thunderous by SKZ; S-Class by SKZ; Domino by SKZ; TOPLINE by SKZ; God’s Menu by SKZ

Pop music club

Group name: Jump Up! I wanted to pick something really cheery and high energy

Fandom name: Highs

Kalim is leader here again, he’s just got that energy! He also gets to be the rapper

Cater swipes the vocalist position, finally gets a chance to shine fr

Old man Lilia somehow bags the dancer position and is no question the face

They're peppy, poppy, a classic girl group type noise.

Debut song: Hi High by Loona was truly too perfect

Other tracks: Hula Hoop by Loona; Air Force One by Odd Eye Circle of ARTMS

Floyd + Che’nya + Ruggie

Group name: THEE (can be said like “thee” or “tee-hee”)

Fandom name: Teenies

Ruggie is the leader and lead dancer for this one!

Seeing as Floyd has had dancer ripped from his hands by Ruggie, he’s going to fully take over rap

And Che’nya gets to be vocalist, I like to believe he’s got some pipes on him

Literally just silly vibes

Debut song: Cheese by SKZ

Other Tracks: Taller Than You by Mamamoo; Maniac by SKZ; Circus by SKZ; Don’t Tease Me by Speed

Lilia + Malleus + Vil + Rook

Group name: Nu Moon

Fandom name: Starlights, yeah I stole it from VIXX, sue me

Malleus, king of goth, gets to lead this group- it’s a very good starter group to lead, considering he’s got a lot of experienced members

Lilia is quite obviously producing every single song for this group, that’s mostly what he’s here to do, so he also takes up the mantle of dancer

Vil is once again the visual and the face, but he’s giving up the vocalist position

Shock of shocks, Rook gets to be the vocalist here! Because he doesn’t get to shine much in FoE

They are literally dreamcatcher.

Debut song: BEcause by Dreamcatcher

Other tracks: Piri by Dreamcatcher; Odd Eye by Dreamcatcher; Boca by Dreamcatcher; Scream by Dreamcatcher

That's the end of today's showing, as always, thank you for coming.

Did anyone ask for this? uhhhh no. But it made me very happy so whatever. Legitimately Octavinelle gave me so much trouble I changed their tracklist like four times. I was tempted to make Diasomnia Dreamcatcher as well, but I didn't want to erase Silver's lo-fi soft boy vibes.

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how to self-sabotage: a bulletproof guide by zhong chenle

pairing: rival! zhong chenle x fem! reader genre: college au | humor, fluff wc: 10.8k warnings: swearing, a mention of alcohol and weed, this is written like a bad disney channel sitcom. i really channeled my inner business graduate with this fic i am so sorry a/n: this is a repost from yesterday bc tumblr was shitty and turned my text black!! playlist: self-sabotage - waterparks ; are you gonna be my girl - jet ; countdown (1, 2, 3) - nct dream ; teenager in love - neon trees ; maniac - conan gray ; drama - txt

one would say it's ungraceful to turn a charity fundraiser into a competition, but you and zhong chenle have no boundaries when it comes to beating each other in a fight. crashing each other's plans, making irresponsible decisions, all just for the sake of winning a competiton you two made yourself; zhong chenle finds a turn of events when the whole thing turns into a self-sabotage.

❥ hello! this is y/n and welcome to my new youtube video! to celebrate my 600 followers milestone, I prepared something special: let's look at all the boys I've ever had a crush on and interrogate them with a fun questionare! for today's part, we have the boy that tried to sabotage me, but ended up doing quite the opposite: zhong chenle himself! ❥

this fic is a part of my collab! find the rest of the works from the dream chronicles collab here! [tba]

Sitting at the table, fingers drumming against the light wood, you stare into the unknown and make your dear friend Jisung a little afraid of what’s about to come. Being your best friend is always a challenging fact, considering your over-the-top ideas and drive that makes your clueless friend a little taken aback, but with the premise of a challenge– the charity event that’s going to take place at your university, he already knows he’s up for something wild.

Maybe taking a step back from your master plan would be a better idea. Jisung would save his sanity and also, most likely, a lot of trouble; but that’s not who Park Jisung is. If anything, he’s a loyal friend. No one will take that title away from him. And that’s exactly why he’s sitting opposite of you right now, listening to the hum of the cafeteria, waiting for what you have to say.

“How many people are joining?” you ask, voice stone cold and focused. You don’t meet Jisung’s eye, focusing on the people flowing in and out of the cafeteria instead, the gears in your brain turning faster than on your midterms.

“I don’t know exactly, but I’d say around ten teams of people, each one consisting of at least two to three people, so… at least 30..?” Jisung hums, quickly calculating the numbers in his brain.

“30…. so that means we have at least a 20% chance of winning,” you mutter, chewing on your bottom lip and furrowing your brows, seemingly lost in thought.

“That- that’s not adding up, Y/N…” Jisung mumbles, running the numbers through his brain once again, trying to see if he’s made a mistake or if it was you. See, Jisung is not a straight A student– that’s what you’re here for, after all– but when it comes to Maths, he’s pretty confident. He’s not quite sure why it’s the only subject he’s good at, considering it might be the hardest of the course, but for some reason, logical things are easy for him to grasp.

“I ruled out the freshmen girls, they’re absolutely not winning this. Also, Renjun and Jeno are out as well, because they will underestimate everything and not try hard enough. That leaves us with Yangyang and Hyuck, since I know damn well that each and every girl that’s ever hooked up with either of them will hop on their dicks and buy anything they’re selling,” Jisung chuckles at the seriousness of your voice as you talk, finding the fact that you’re taking this whole thing as your main mission of the semester amusing, “and then… Him. He’s the professor’s favorite. And he’s super good at persuading people. And I know damn well he’s gonna try hard, so actually, the chances of winning are split into three teams, so we have an approximately 30% chance of winning the prize.”

Jisung blinks at you a few times, trying to clear his head. Right now, you look like you’ve been programmed– a robot with no emotions, only set on the task it’s been told to do. You’re not even blinking, he notes and immediately gets freaked out– because what if they switched his best friend for a robot while he was sleeping? What if this is some sick experiment? What if he’s in the Truman show? You may never know these days…

“Y/N, that’s not-”

“It’s 50/50, actually,” you cut him off, nodding.

“How can it be-”

“Simple. It’s me or him. And I will do anything in my power to win, Jisung, so be prepared for a fight,” you order, taking a sip of your water, still not meeting eyes with your companion. Jisung’s kind of glad for that, though– what if you turned into a siren and eye contact with you will turn him into stone? He really doesn’t need that, he hasn’t even had his first girlfriend yet. He’s too young to die!

“It’s for charity, for fuck’s sake, don’t be so competitive…” Jisung sighs, taking another bite of his sandwich that he forgot he was eating for a second as you started with your business meeting, shaking his head in disbelief at your antics. Is anyone even taking this whole thing so seriously?

The business department at your university is having a charity event the upcoming month. The goal is to sell things and raise the most money you can– it’s all for a good cause, of course. The only thing is that your university already realized that your generation, although it loves to help people in need, won’t do anything without having enough motivation. And so, the head of the business department– professor Lee– promised that the team that raises the most money for charity (or the winning team, as you like to call it), will get an iPad pro for their efforts.

Jisung would understand if you were doing it for the iPad. Hell, even he wants one. But the reality is completely different– you just really, really need to be the best at everything. It’s your main purpose in life and when you fail, you fall into weeks long depression, mourning every single aspect that made you fail at your task and getting angry at every person in your sight. That is even scarier than your weird transe that you’re in right now, Jisung admits, and so he usually does his best to help you with your efforts, because he doesn’t like to get screamed at for multiple weeks if you come second.

That, and he also really doesn’t like to see you sad.

“Yeah, so I’m having the right intentions, aren’t I, Jisung?” you finally meet eyes with Jisung, your devoted business partner, as you smile with that kind of curve to your lips that doesn’t really meet your eye.

A shiver runs down the poor boy’s spine at that, pupils widening with terror. Standing up from your position at the table, completely ignoring Jisung’s half-eaten sandwich left at the red tray on the table, you move towards the exit of the cafeteria, expecting him to follow along. “Let’s go, Jisung. We have work to do.”

“I’m so so surprised at everyone’s interest in the charity event! Thank you so much for coming here today to discuss the details,” Ms Lee chirps from her spot at the top of the table, swinging her arms around like a Disney princess when she sings to all the animals that gathered around her in the backyard of her palace.

Your eyes scan the figures gathered around the room. You’re sitting at one of the big, rounded tables settled in the middle of the conference room, two of the same, mahogany ones to your left and right side, all filled with business students. Some of the faces are familiar to you– like your classmate’s Renjun and Jeno’s, but some of the other ones are foreign to your eyes. You doubt you’ve ever seen those people in your whole, entire life, and you were in the student council last semester, so you were pretty much friends with everyone back then. Maybe it’s the freshmen, you think, as you look at your overly-excited professor and try to listen to what she has to say.

“Only if she knew that half of these people are here for the iPad,” Jisung murmurs into your ear, making you chuckle. He’s right– almost everyone’s here for that. But not you– you could never make your interest in charity so surface-level like everyone else does. You care about much more than getting an iPad, your interests are deeper than that. You don’t need the iPad– although you wouldn’t hesitate to take it if you win, you’re not stupid, after all– you need to win and beat your longest academic rival.

You need to win against Zhong Chenle himself, the top of the business class– he owns the title mainly because his parents own one and he’s had enough time to learn about all the wonders of the business world long before the rest of the people in your class– because you need the satisfaction of being the absolute best. See, you were used to that your whole life. In high school, you were the model student. The one that was set as an example. The best student, the most praised one, the most talented one, the gifted one, even.

You may already know why all of this was more damaging to you than it was good. Getting into university– into the sea of people that were told just that while growing up– was a feeling that made you fall down from the tallest heights of talent to the very middle of it all. The shift from being the best to being mediocre was perhaps the most painful experience of your whole life, but after you managed to get your shit together– and studied your ass off, because it won’t work any other way anymore, it seems– you set your mind on being the best one again, because in your whole childhood, you didn’t know any better. And if you were raised to be the picture perfect child, it’s hard to outgrow these habits.

So if Zhong Chenle was the top of the class in most of your courses, you had to be better than him eventually. The charity event is just another part of the whole process.

“I know this is all for a good thing, but I feel like we still need to set some rules for this whole thing. The main thing is to sell something– anything you want, really– and raise the most money you can for charity. I think everyone already got that, since you’re all sitting here, but I know that the vision of the iPad can blind some of you and get you to be a little too competitive, and while I encourage you to try hard, I also want all of you to play fair. So, here’s the thing,” your professor announces, making you shift a little in your chair and whisper to Jisung to get his notepad out so he can scribble the important info down, preventing you from forgetting it.

“Rule number one. No bad mouthing the others, no anti-campagne. I want all of you to be nice to each other and play it fair, got it?”

A few of you nod, humming in agreement, when a disappointed sigh comes from somewhere behind you, a low mumble reaching your ears and making you chuckle. “I had so much dirt on Donghyuck…”

“Rule number two. I don’t want you selling alcohol, cigarettes, or pretty much anything that’s against the university rules. God forbid if you bring drugs. I won’t hesitate to call the police on you if you do,” your professor continues, earning herself another set of bored hums and nods, cut off only by a pair of your classmates sitting right next to you at the big, rounded table.

A disappointed sigh leaves Yangyang’s mouth at this one, shaking his head in disapproval. You won’t say anything, because you don’t really want your classmate to get in trouble, but the last time you were on a party where Liu Yangyang was present, you couldn’t shake off the smell of weed for weeks, so you’re pretty sure his plan was to sneak in a little something to get more money for the charity. His friend and business partner in one– Lee Donghyuck from your Economy class– grins as his hand shoots up into the air, waiting to be called to ask a question.

“Yes, Donghyuck?”

“Are condoms allowed?” he asks, the innocent grin on his face making the freshmen girls in the back of the room chuckle and hide their face behind their hands.

“Why are you asking that?”

“No reason,” he shrugs, the innocent smile not leaving his face for a second as his childish friend only giggles at the encounter.

“Please don’t sell condoms at the charity event, Donghyuck,” professor Lee pleads, her eyes already full of misery as she realizes just what she’s gotten herself into when agreeing to lead the whole event.

Another disappointed sigh leaves his lips at that, shaking his head. “That’s our whole business plan gone, then…”

Taking exactly three seconds to calm herself down, your professor takes a deep breath in as she runs her hand through her long black hair and then clasps her palms together at her waist, regaining her composure. “Back to what I was saying, we have one more rule you have to follow. You can’t lie about your product. No false advertisement, no made-up stuff to make what you’re selling be more interesting than it already is. We want this to be a serious event, so please, take all of these rules to heart and try your hardest to follow them. Got it?”

Scanning the room, waiting for each and every single one of you to nod, the gathering falls silent. “If none of you have any questions, I consider this meeting to be over.”

The room is instantly filled with the shrieking of chairs on the linoleum ground, making your hair stand up as you arch like an angry cat, hating the sound. Waiting for everyone to get out of the room, you find a pair of men sitting still opposite of you, a cocky smirk plastered on the face of your moral enemy, his friend Jaemin sitting next to him with a well rehearsed poker face. They already look like they run a company, you realize, the thought making your blood boil just at the thought of Zhong Chenle looking more professional than you do– in your baggy sweatpants and a cropped top you grabbed from the top of the pile of half-dirty clothes in your room this morning.

“Ready to get your ass kicked?” Chenle asks, grinning to himself as your eyebrows furrow and you reveal an annoyed face to him. It makes him happy to see you like this– it gives him more satisfaction than anything in his life, to be exact.

“The game’s on, Zhong.”

Walking towards your table in the cafeteria, a pair of young boys looking very engaged in their conversation lands in your rear point of vision. Eyes squinting, as if it was supposed to make you see better, you watch your best friend Jisung walk side by side with the accomplice of your moral enemy, Na Jaemin. One of them looks cool, dressed in all black, flashing a charming smile, and the other one is truly bubbly– jumping up and down, almost, as he giggles like a boy and adjusts the straps of his backpack. I won’t tell you which one’s which. Figure it out by yourself.

“We have a visitor today?” you ask as the two of them sit down at your usual table in the cafeteria, both of them smiling to themselves like two teenagers in love. The sight is an unusual one, to say the least, and you don’t know what it is about it that makes shivers down your spine. You just know that you kind of despise it.

“Yeah, Jaemin will be sitting with us today, if that’s okay,” Jisung smiles, looking at you with wide eyes full of excitement.

“Great, great,” you mumble, eyeing the boy with suspicion. Is this how he chose to execute your plan? You did tell him to be nice to Na Jaemin– you did even tell him to try to befriend him, if that was what he needed to do to get under his skin– but at the same time, you didn’t think that sitting together at lunch exactly two days after you told him to try to get some information from Jaemin was the right way to go around this.

See, you’d call it intuition. You know something’s wrong, you just don’t know what it is yet.

“So, what’s up, Jaemin?” you ask, poking the food on your table around with your fork, avoiding eye contact. You despise even sitting at the same table with one of Chenle’s friends– you feel like you’re suddenly in his circle, and that makes you gag a little into your mouth. While you need to be better at everything than this young businessman, you also need to stay away from everything that includes him– and yes, that means his friend circle as well. Who knows, Na Jaemin might even be a nice guy. You just don’t care enough to find out.

“Oh, a lot of exciting things are happening! Aren’t they, Jisung?” he smiles, kicking the clueless boy into his shin under the table in excitement, “the charity event, for example! We are preparing a lot of stuff with Chenle, and I think it’s gonna be a lot of fun. What about you two?”

Humming, you try to take the opportunity by its reached-out hands, smiling a little on the inside. “You’re doing a lot of things? What things exactly, may I ask?” you lock eyes with Jaemin, seeing his cunning smile.

“That’s a surprise, dear Y/N,” Jaemin mutters, the combination of his low voice and glimmering eyes making your stomach twist in anger and frustration. Of course he’s not that stupid– he won’t reveal what him and Chenle have planned for the event. He knows who you are. He knows how far you’re willing to go to completely destroy whatever the two of them have planned, just so you could win. And he won’t even dare to give you a single hint on his plans, because he’s intelligent and cunning.

“Is it…” you mutter under your breath, matching his competitive energy.

“Yeah,” he nods, turning to Jisung, “but maybe if you tell me first, I can share. Maybe we can brainstorm together, you know, that would be so much fun. Wouldn’t it, Jisung?” he asks your best friend, smiling sweetly at him.

You know damn well about the effect Na Jaemin has on people. He’s charming and sweet, magically alluring. He pulls everyone towards him, and he does it oh so easily. You’ve heard enough about how this man worked his magic spells on the girls in your grade, getting them on dates and then deciding he’s bored of them a few weeks later.

Now, you didn’t know that your best friend Park Jisung wasn’t immune to this effect. He was, in fact, very much not immune to it– he was just like every other girl in your class, just like all the poor freshmen girls that giggle at his stupid jokes in the cafeteria.

It was a saddening fact and an even more devastating sight to see your best friend fold under the eyes of the local charmer. You should’ve expected it, though– maybe this was the intuition you were supposed to listen to the very moment Na Jaemin showed up at your table in the cafeteria.

“I mean, I think that’s a good idea, maybe we can work together on it as well,” Jisung hums, eyes big never leaving the man as he nods to his manipulation tactics.

“See? Amazing! That’s exactly what I love to hear. So, what are you two planning?”

“Me and Y/N wanted to-”

“Jisung, shut up,” you coldly say, taking a hold of the situation and trying to save the day. Your poor best friend looks at you all lost, the furrow in his brows breaking your heart as you had to be rude to him for no reason at all– well, there is one, he just doesn’t know it yet.

“Why-”

“Why are you shutting your friend down like that? That’s not really nice of you, Y/N,” Jaemin says, locking eyes with you. The look in his orbs is knowing, your wavelength matching as he knows that you finally see right through his plan, that you know exactly what he’s trying to do– because you and Zhong Chenle are more alike than you both think, it seems. At least with your business tactics, after all.

“How about we work on our stuff alone, Na Jaemin? I don’t need Chenle’s help with anything,” you snap back, watching as the boy grins to himself and takes the red tray into his hands as he stands up from his place at your cafeteria table.

“Okay then,” he mutters, “have a nice day, you two.”

With his departure comes a loud whine from Park Jisung himself, earning himself a kick into the shin as you start your scolding session.

“What was that? Why were you so rude to him all of a sudden?”

“Jisung,” you coldly stare at him, making him silence, “I told you to befriend Na Jaemin to get out some information from him. I didn’t tell you to do the exact opposite and get exploited of all our plans instead!” you finish your little rant, breathing heavily as you notice the boy’s face clearing into understatement, smiling to himself a little in shame.

“Oh. I didn’t notice that…”

Park Jisung’s good at Math. Social interaction? Not so much… Maybe you should take things into your own hands and get some information yourself, instead of sending your most gullible friend on a mission that requires interaction with Na Jaemin…

“I still don’t understand what we are doing here. I thought you didn’t like parties!” Jisung mourns as you two step your feet inside of a big mansion (or at least that’s how the house looks in your eyes), the loud music of the event that’s going on inside making your eardrums bubble along with the beat.

“Jisung, you have so much to learn about this world…” you sigh, smiling at some of the girls you encounter on your way to the big kitchen, aiming straight for one of the red cups waiting for you on the kitchen island, all filled to the brim with various alcohol.

Turning around in your spot, two solo red cups in the palms of your hands, you offer one to your companion and grin at him. “Here, have this,” you smile, “I know you’re not a fan of vodka, but they don’t have anything else… Try not to die while I’m gone,” you note, earning yourself a confused look from the tall boy standing in front of you, listening to your commands.

“And where are you going? What’s going on-”

Sighing, you take the boy by his hand and drag him into the half-empty hall, the dim lightning making the whole encounter feel more secretive than it already was.

“Jisung, this is Zhong Chenle’s party,” you say, the sentence alone enough for the boy to instantly widen his eyes and part his lips agape in understatement, nodding at you. There’s a slight glint in his eyes that’s telling you that he doesn’t like where this is going, but you don’t really care about what he has to say right now. Your mind is set on one thing– winning, and that’s why you’re not afraid to do even the most desperate things of them all.

“Try to enjoy yourself,” you say, “but please don’t talk to Na Jaemin while we’re here, okay?”

“But Jaemin is nice-”

“Okay then, just don’t talk to him about the event, alright? They’ll use it against us if they know anything,” you mumble, downing the entirety of the red cup, scowling at the taste of your most hated alcohol. It’s like Zhong Chenle knew you were gonna appear– it’s like he wants to kill you. You wouldn’t even have to drink the poison that vodka is, but having some liquid courage in you could be useful in the crime you’re about to do right now.

“Try not to die,” Jisung resonates with the same words you’ve said to him just a few minutes prior, making you smile at him with a tense smile, hugging him goodbye before you go. Who knows, if Zhong Chenle catches you, you might not even make it out alive and see Jisung ever again. You might as well embrace your best friend for the last time.

Taking a deep breath in and out, you march up the stairs. The second floor of the house is not as crowded as the first one– the stairs are too steep to walk up if you’ve had too much to drink already, so it’s quite understandable. Looking around like a spy, you try hard to stay as natural as possible, not wanting to make anyone suspect you. Walking casually through the halls, you figure this is the best way to make everyone believe that you’re supposed to be here, that you were invited, and that you’re not just about to do a very, very bad thing.

Opening the first door to one of the rooms, you notice a king’s bed and flowery wallpaper. Closing it again, deciding that this isn’t the room you’re looking for, you continue your search on the second floor– opening the room to one of the bathrooms, and then what you presume is a guest room occupied with someone moaning loudly on the bed, making you shut the door behind you with disturbance.

Finally finding the right one– you assume so by the obnoxious Gucci hoodie sprawled on the chair right opposite of the door– you silently walk inside and close the door after you, making sure you’re alone and not watched by anyone. Trying the hardest to not make any sound, you walk through Zhong Chenle’s room and let your eyes roam across the furniture, looking for the thing you broke into his room for in the first place.

When you don’t find what you’re looking for anywhere at sight, you choose to walk over to his desk and open the first drawer. It’s full of textbooks and other notebooks, making you sigh and close it in disappointment, moving over to the one under it that surprises you with a stash of snacks and a single sock laying on the very top. Disgusted by the state of everything, you result in looking through the last drawer, wanting nothing more than to find the materials you saw Chenle write on the last meeting your charity event group had.

You needed to know what he had planned, so you could plan something bigger, better.

A stash of white paper appears in your eyes, the handwriting of none other than the owner of this house recognizable to you for various reasons (no, you never look at his exam papers over his shoulder just to make sure you did better than him. Never…), the title “charity” in a wobbly, light blue pen making your eyes light up. Bingo.

Excitement flowing through your veins, you scan over the paper and try to find any clues about the boy’s plan. The handwriting is a little hard to read, though, and so you squint your eyes, slowing down your breathing as you try to focus all of your attention to decoding the content in front of you–

–when the paper is swiftly pulled away from your grasp, making you gasp in shock and surprise. Turning your head around, you see the owner of the handwriting looking at you with a glare, making your body instinctively shoot to your feet and taking a step back.

“What are you doing here?” he asks, although he knows damn well what your previous actions were already.

“I’m- I was- I-” you stutter, your brain not allowing you to form coherent sentences.

He takes one step towards you, which leads in you taking another one back, repeating enough times for you to be pressed against the wall, shivers running down your spine either at the contact of the cold against your shoulders, or the look that Chenle gives you as he towers over you both physically and mentally, scoffing.

“Are you really that low? That desperate?” he spits, making your blood boil. You feel red in your face as the hint of his cologne makes its way up your nose, feeling both embarrassed and flustered by the whole encounter.

“I- I don’t know what you’re talking about,” you peep, seeing the boy shake his head in disbelief, putting his hand up against the wall, close to where your head is resting.

“So what were you doing with this, then, huh?” he asks, showing you the paper in his other hand, waiting for you to answer, but not stepping away from you.

The truth is, you have no words in you to defend yourself. Suddenly, you’re left unarmed, empty and humiliated– but what’s worse, you’re left with no new information about the charity event, which means you’ve done all of this for absolutely nothing.

Seeing that you’re making no effort in answering the boy, he leans even closer to you, which makes your whole body tingle with what you presume is uncomfort, biting at your lower lip as your eyes lock with his mouth as he speaks to you. “Play fair, Y/N.”

Focusing on his plump, pink lips, you wonder if he uses a lip scrub or a lip balm– because there’s no way his lips are this luscious and beautiful, and so inviting…

“Get out of my room,” he orders, making your body unfreeze, feeling sweat drip down your back as you run out of the place, suddenly not having enough oxygen.

Maybe this wasn’t your best idea.

“Jisung, we gotta do something,” you mourn, head in your hands as you sit at the table in your room, papers scattered all around you and a half-made banner laying on the carpet in the middle of the floor.

“We are doing something right now, Y/N,” Jisung mumbles with the paintbrush in his hand, leaning over the white sheet of paper, trying his hardest to not go over the lines you’ve scribbled onto the banner just a few minutes prior, ordering him to paint in the bubble letters of your banner.

Grunting, you turn around in your office chair, looking at the boy. He doesn’t seem as stressed as you feel right now– it’s only a week until the charity event is supposed to take place and you really, really don’t want to be thinking about how badly it will go if you don’t think of something big at this exact moment. You feel defenseless. You have zero information about what Chenle’s about to do, so you can’t get prepared to do something better. Jisung didn’t manage to get any information out of Jaemin, and while you were able to find Chenle’s plans in his room, he took the paper out of your hands and cornered you against the wall before you even managed to read a single sentence.

You’re selling cupcakes. Jisung said his mum will help and chip in more baked goods, since she’s a good cook, but you doubt that cookies and pastry will help you win the first place. This sounds like something Renjun and Jeno would do– and you hate to put yourself onto their level, because they’re not the greatest when it comes to business. You doubt you’ll beat Hyuck and Yangyang’s condom stand either. There’s a lot of guys at your university that will rather go for a condom than a cupcake.

“No, Jisung, you don’t understand. Cupcakes won’t win. We won’t win. Zhong Chenle and his big head will win, and that will be absolutely fucking infuriating. I won’t let that happen,” you exclaim, huffing.

“But you don’t even know what they’re going to sell! What if it’s really bad? We still have a chance to win,” Jisung smiles at you, trying to encourage you.

Bless him. Even when seeing you so annoyed and having to deal with your snappy attitude every day, since the nerves always get the worst of you, he still tries to be your rock and help you through it all. His words might not help you win and they for sure do not help you calm down, but he’s trying– and that’s the important part.

“Chenle’s the son of the wealthiest business man in this country, Jisung. He has winning in his fucking genes,” you roll your eyes, “and that’s why I need to think of something right now or else I’ll physically combust.”

Jisung just sighs at you, not really knowing how else to help you. He’s trying his hardest– and you appreciate it, despite the fact that your actions suggest otherwise– and this is not even his battle. He’s okay with being mediocre– he’s just cursed with the burden of his friend always trying their hardest to be an overachiever. It’s not healthy, but he doesn’t feel like he can do anything about it, really.

“Maybe I can… Maybe I can tell everyone that if I win, I’ll do a giveaway with the iPad. I’m sure that will lure some people in,” you mumble, fixing your eyes onto the poster of Ross Lynch stuck on your bedroom door, lost in thought.

Jisung looks at you with squinted eyes, trying to decipher what’s going on inside of that brain of yours. The scheming look on your face doesn’t look the nicest, but he won’t tell you that in fear of being beaten up on the ground.

“That’s…”

“An amazing idea? I know, right?” you grin, looking at your friend with euphoria running through your veins.

“Y/N, I don’t think-”

“Bingo!” you yelp, eyes glimmering with joy and excitement, “We are about to give everyone who buys two cupcakes a lottery ticket and then, if we win, we randomly pick someone and give them the iPad! This is a brilliant idea!!”

No amount of effort can make you stop now. Jisung won’t even try anymore.

“I’m going to work on it right now. This is perfect!” you grin.

Jisung sighs.

He kind of wanted that iPad…

Sitting in the library, your laptop open as you try hard to focus on studying after the frantic preparations for the charity event, your eyes are stuck to the screen, starting to hurt a little from how hard you’re concentrating. The world around you is a mere blur, the background noises being no distraction to your brain as you type away on your keyboard from time to time, taking notes.

You like to study alone. You never really got the magic of studying in groups, since every time you tried it with Jisung, you two just grew distracted and didn’t know how to focus on your studies, too busy gossiping and talking about anything and everything. So to go here like this, in the evening, the university library has become your safe haven.

When suddenly, there are footsteps landing into your ear, the noise making you lose your focus for a moment when the owner of them decides to sit in the space next to you, making you swiftly look around and see who dared to pay you a visit when you’re studying.

Met with the gaze of none other than Zhong Chenle himself, you suddenly shrink in size and bashfully look away from the male. You’re not used to the feeling of embarrassment in your veins, not used to how you feel pathetic in his eyes and how you really want to disappear from the face of the earth every time you notice him registering your existence. It’s all your fault anyway, for snooping around in his room and being caught, but you’re not ready to admit that to yourself just yet, even though the reality is slowly catching up on you.

“Hi,” he greets, making you furrow your eyebrows in confusion. A conversation between you and Chenle is a rare sight– you just like to jab at each other and scream curses each other’s way– and starting one with a greeting is even more unusual for the two of you. It’s like both of you lose all sense of formality whenever you’re around each other– only the hatred remains.

“Hello,” you mutter, nervously scratching your forearm. Not daring to meet his eyes, you suddenly feel like he has something above you– the reality of catching you red handed, the very moment at his party. You won’t admit it out loud, but it’s the most defeating thing you’ve ever felt in your whole entire life, and you don’t think you’ll ever be able to recover from it. Never in a thousand years did you expect to be met with the fact that Zhong Chenle is above you in something, but it came down to it, and you don’t know what to do with this information.

Your posture screams hesitance. Not knowing how to act around him, you refrain from acting at all– you don’t think you’re in the position to be rude to him anymore, for it would make you seem even more petty. His presence makes you nervous, the tingling sensation in your whole body and the heat you feel rising to your cheeks making you the most uncomfortable you’ve felt ever since you were cornered up against the wall of Chenle’s room last weekend.

“What’s up?” he asks, the casual tone of his voice confusing you even further. Taking one short look at him, you try to scan his features and somehow find out his true intentions. The boy has an inviting smile on his face– making your heartbeat quicken with a detail you choose not to pay any attention to– and his eyes are soft, opposed to the stone cold look he usually has reserved for you.

“Um… not much, ‘m just studying, I guess…” you mumble, too confused to pay attention to just how lost and puppy-like you must look right in this moment. Kicking your foot up and down under the table, a nervous fixation to ground yourself, you await his next steps.

The boy hums in acknowledgement. If he noticed your state, at least he didn’t mention it– a fact you were grateful for. Cracking your knuckles in the silence of the library, you forget how to keep up a conversation– or you just never learned how to keep up a conversation with Zhong Chenle, of all people. He doesn’t seem to mind, though, when he just takes out his stuff from his backpack and starts working on his homework.

Watching him for a while, you clear your throat and just decide to get it over with. You don’t like the quiet tension in the air, wanting it to disappear, so you just face it with a confident face (well, the most confident you can master up right now). “What are you doing here?”

Your rival looks up at you from his textbook with furrowed brows, shrugging. “Studying.”

“Yeah,” you blink, “but… why are you studying next to me?”

“Is this spot not free?” he asks, obviously teasing you with how the very well-known shiteating grin slowly starts to appear on his face.

“I- I mean it- it’s free, but-”

“Then I don’t see a reason why I shouldn’t study here,” he shrugs, momentarily pointing his look back to his textbook, driving you absolutely insane. Did he lose his mind? Was he having a fever?

“Chenle-”

“Look,” he says, looking up from the textbook again, turning to you with his full body– while also bumping into your knee with his for a second, making you jolt in a weird sense of electricity, “I know we’re not really on the best terms, but I think I’m done with being petty and acting like a child. Seeing that we’re kind of similar, in a way, I think we could even make good friends, so that’s what I’m trying to do here,” he says, smiling at you with that friendly expression he only reserves for his closest friends, making you feel light-headed. Are you having a fever?

“I- I don’t think I understand,” you mutter out, your expression lost. What was going on? Why did your rival suddenly want to be friends with you? After you searched through his room at one of his parties? You felt like you were having a weird dream.

“Let’s just… focus on our own projects for the charity event and forget about the rivalry. What do you say?” he asks, the glint in his eyes taking you off-guard.

What does one even say to that? You’ve spent your whole university years hating this boy, all for being too good at things you always wanted to be exceptional at. The rivalry made you so crazy you didn’t even recognise yourself anymore in the actions you were taking, and while it all felt worth it at the time, to see Chenle himself not even taking it that seriously made you feel even more embarrassed. Was this all just a one-sided battle?

Blinking a few times, you notice the boy out-stretching his hand for you to grip, the handshake a silent seal of the war between the two of you ending. “Friends?”

Gasping for air, you hesitantly reach for his hand, too lost in your own brain and thought spirals to even register what was going on around you. The contact of his skin on your burned, but you shook it nonetheless. “I- I wouldn’t say friends, exactly…”

“Acquaintances on good terms, then, got it,” he grins, seeing your empty eyes and the mess in your brain at the very moment. Suddenly, you feel a hand ruffle your hair, making you jump up in shock. “I’m sure you’ll do great, Y/N,” he grins, making you turn back to your homework and– although to no use– try to focus on the assignment again.

Feeling heat rising to your cheeks and your hands shake with nerves, the rest of the afternoon comes by like a blur.

Mixing the batter in one of the big bowls Jisung’s mum provided you with in their spacious kitchen, you are too lost in thought to even sing along to your favorite baking playlist your best friend put on to make the atmosphere lighter, despite the tension of the upcoming charity event rising. This doesn’t go unnoticed by the boy, when he cautiously approaches the matter.

“What’s gotten you so weird?” he asks, opening the oven and taking out the cupcake tray that’s been sitting in there, prepared for your baking session, since yesterday evening.

“I’m not weird,” you mumble, but don’t even meet his eyes. That’s an instant hint.

“Y/N, you’re not even singing along to One Direction right now, of course something’s up,” he says to prove his point, seeing you sigh and look up to the ceiling for a moment, seemingly debating on finally talking about what’s bugging you the most these days.

“Chenle approached me the other day… to make amends? I guess?” you mumble, shrugging.

Your best friend takes the information in, analyzing what you just uttered out of your lips. Are you sure you weren't dreaming? He wants to ask you if you’re sure it wasn’t all an image of your imagination, but he choses against it as he steps closer to you, scanning your face for any signs of mania.

“He did that after catching you looking through his stuff?” he clarifies, seeing you nod.

“That’s strange.”

“Isn’t it?” you ask, still not believing what you saw at the library the other day.

Jisung hums, furrowing his eyebrows to get his brain cells to work better, chewing on the inside of his cheek. “Well, maybe he was sincere, however strange it might sound… He realized the little war you two have is childish and wanted both of you to have fun,” he shrugs, mirroring the exact words Chenle said at the library. Is this really so easy? Is this the final conclusion? The end of everything? You couldn’t just believe that.

“I don’t know…” you hum, moving to drape the cupcake batter into the tray, ready to bake it for tomorrow's event. Jisung helps you with the cleaning-up process, not wanting the burnt batter stuck on the tray to make the whole house smell like forest fire, wiping the excess away with tissues. After you’re done, he plops the tray into the oven and sets a timer for 15 minutes, resting his tall figure against the kitchen counter.

“Maybe you can… quit with the iPad giveaway thing? I mean, now that you don’t have to win, you can forget about that part. I think it’s kind of against the rules as well, since it’s a hint of false advertising? You’re supposed to win by selling the goods, and not by bribing them with an iPad, so I don’t think professor Lee will like that,” he mutters hesitantly, seeing your mouth open agape, shaking your head in disapproval.

“Absolutely not. Just because Zhong Chenle hit his head or something, I won’t back away from this fight,” you sternly say.

“Y/N, I promise you it’s not a good idea. You’re just going to get in trouble-”

“I’m not! It’s totally legal, and if I really win, I’m ready to give the iPad away, if that’s what I’m gonna have to do, Jisung.”

A heavy sigh escapes his lips at this, shaking his head. Yeah, maybe he is petty– maybe he just wants the iPad for himself, but at the same time, what he said was right. This wasn’t a fair game and he doesn’t think it will get approved by your business professor, no matter how hard you try to back it up.

“Life would be so much easier if you constantly didn’t try to impress Zhong Chenle,” Jisung mutters, making blood boil in you, anger felt at the tips of your fingertips.

“Take that back. I am not trying to impress him,” you coldly say, snapping.

“Yeah, sure,” Jisung rolls his eyes, “every single time, it’s all I have to be better than Chenle, I have to win against Chenle, I have to beat him in this and this and that… to me, it just seems like you want him to be impressed with your abilities, because you like him.”

Gasping, you catch the edge of the kitchen counter to steady yourself. “I do not like him. I absolutely despise him, that is,” you grit your teeth, trying to convince your best friend…. and maybe yourself as well.

Jisung just hums, mocking you. The look on your face is enough of a confirmation to him, he doesn’t have to fight you anymore. Besides, the looks you give the boy are surely not you trying to get his business strategy. Not in the gym class, when your rival is a little sweaty and overly-enthusiastic about basketball, at least.

“I still think you should stop with the iPad thing, though,” he says, crouching down to the oven to check up on the cupcakes.

Angrily stomping, you reach towards your backpack on the ground, taking out your papers for the charity event so you can quickly calculate how many batches of the batter you’re going to have to make to fill your goal. Looking through the stack of papers, seeing worksheets from English class and old exam papers that you should’ve thrown out long ago, you disagree with your partner. “Absolutely not, I think-” you stop in your tracks, looking through the papers, still not finding the ones you’re looking for.

Leaning back towards your bag, you stumble through it, still not finding your charity event plans and documents. Stress rising inside of you, knowing too well that you always have the papers with you and there’s no way you left it at home, the reality dawns on you, making you scream in despair. Of course Zhong Chenle’s sudden amends were a little weird.

“That motherfucker stole my charity event plans while I was too busy freaking out over his charming smile!” you yelp out.

Jisung snickers at the state of you. He called it.

When you’re 6 years old, you go to school for the first time. You manage to make every single teacher in your elementary school gasp in amazement as you tell them that you already know how to read and that you don’t need help with signing your textbooks– you know how to write your name as well. As you grow, you only get more intellectual; being put into special level classes, being told you were the best pupil out of the whole school, being constantly praised and made to believe that you are, simply put, much better than everyone else your age.

When you’re 19 years old, you get to university. The gifted child in you starts slowly dying out with the pressure of assignments and the realization that maybe, your whole life, you’ve been lied to and you’re not as extraordinary as everyone told you you were. At 19, you meet Zhong Chenle– the model student, the social butterfly, the teacher’s pet– and suddenly, he’s your enemy. You promise yourself to always be better than him. That itself was your only goal.

When you’re almost 20, standing in the enormous gym of your university, looking over at Zhong Chenle’s stand with fast food and the giveaway tickets for a brand new iPad being given with every purchase above 5 dollars, the flood of people gladly giving money to the man dressed in a neat black suit, looking like the businessman he, at heart, truly is, you finally admit that you’re losing.

The cupcakes stay abandoned at the trays, no one paying attention to all the effort you and Jisung gave into the charity event. If you really think about it, it’s kind of unfair– you did play fair, despite your previous antics, and you did everything in your power to raise as much money as you could. Looking at the lonely pastries, you feel defeated.

“Want one?” you ask Jisung, pointing towards the ones covered with pink icing– the exact ones he wanted to eat yesterday evening instead of dinner, after several hours of baking– seeing the boy furrow his brows in confusion.

“I thought I wasn’t allowed to eat them until the event ends,” he says, watching over your dull look.

“Yeah, well,” you shrug, “it’s over for us anyways, so I don’t really care anymore,” you proclaim as you take a bite of the cupcake, not even paying attention to the icing smearing all over your face.

The boy next to you only pouts at your argument, not used to seeing you so discouraged. He can’t say you’re not right– hell, he does have eyes and common sense, he can see the row of people waiting for Zhong Chenle’s fries from McDonald’s and pizza from Papa John’s– but still, he expected more determination from your ambitious persona.

“Y/N,” he whines, “it’s okay. Maybe we can still win,” he lies through his teeth, trying to cheer you up.

“Jisung, look at Chenle’s stand.”

“I am looking.”

“Do you still think we can win?”

“No,” he says, “but I thought my white lies could make you feel better.”

“Well, they can’t.”

“Okay, just eat your cupcake, will you?” he mutters, sighing at the state of you. Some freshmen girls come by to buy a cute little cupcake, but the few dollars in your basket right now won’t make any difference to the money moves your moral enemy is making.

“I tried so hard, Jisung,” you mourn with a full mouth, letting your emotions run free, “I tried so hard, and I still got nothing. This is so embarrassing, you can’t even imagine. I was supposed to be the winner, I was supposed to have the masterplan,” you complain, seeing Jisung sympathetically, although a little absent-mindedly, nod at all your points and arguments.

“It’s okay, Y/N, you can’t win all the time. It’s not embarrassing,” he encourages you, slyly taking a cupcake off the tray and biting into it, still acting cautious in case you decide to change your mind and revoke your approval to eat your goods.

“It is! You can’t imagine how defeating this feels.”

“I can see it on your face, sweetheart. Maybe if you stop frowning…?” Jisung mumbles, making you glare at him momentarily, his insides loosening up a little from the image of taking your mind off the issue at hand for just a few seconds.

“We have the last few minutes until the charity event is over!” you hear the voice of professor Lee through a megaphone she borrowed from the drama club, making you grunt. “Everyone, the sale is over at 2pm! Count your money after and bring it to me.”

Sighing, you don’t even try to sell any last-minute cupcakes anymore, opting to gather the money you’ve raised today. Quickly counting it and finding a scrap of paper to scribble down the amount (which is a sad, poor 20 dollars, if any of you were interested), you put the money into a zip-lock back and walk over to your professor, handing it in.

“Why did you rush it? Maybe someone would want-”

“Jisung, just… leave it. I’m over this already,” you say, sitting back next to your best friend, seeing him pout– mirroring your saddened expression– suddenly making you feel bad for impacting the mood of your business partner so much. “But hey, we had fun, didn’t we?”

Jisung looks at you in disbelief, breaking out into a grin at your poor attempt at easing the mood. “I guess we did, yeah,” he notes, “I know I did, although my stomach kind of still hurts from eating all the left-over icing from yesterday.”

“I told you there were raw eggs in that, what if you get salmonella, for fuck’s sake?” you sigh, shaking your head at him.

“It’s not salmonella! I just don’t handle sugar well-”

Your conversation is ended soon with a noise of a gong, signaling that the charity fundraiser was now over and every single stand should stop selling their goods. Looking around, you see the gym slowly empty out, leaving behind only the business majors that participated in the event, all counting up their raised money.

“Dude, I think we got around 150,” you hear Yangyang gasp from the stand next to yours, making you sigh with the information that even the condom stand raised more money than your cupcakes that were baked with care and love (and maybe a little bit of spite for Zhong Chenle. You can’t see it on them, though, so you guess it’s fine).

The next events come by in a whim– everyone hands in the money they raised at the fundraiser, one by one, gossipping about how much they’ve earned and how good they’re doing. Throughout the whole process, your eyes are glued to one person in particular– the one you were competing with in the first place.

Zhong Chenle moves through the place like he owns it, like it’s his own prestigious branch of his successful business, dressed formally, now shrugging off the suit jacket, leaving him only in a stylish white button-down and black pants, leaving you gasping for air. Grinning to his companion, Na Jaemin– although dressed similarly, but not leaving the same impact– you can only imagine how much he’s shit talking you right now, laughing maniacally at the fact that he stole your plan and won with it, taking all the credit and being the best yet again. It makes your stomach turn and twist in angry knots, feeling stupid each time your eyes flash down to his toned forearms when he moves away the things from the little stand, cleaning it up; for if you would’ve paid less attention to the man with the name Zhong Chenle, you wouldn’t feel half as defeated as you do right now.

“Stop ogling him,” Jisung teases, making you grunt.

“I’m trying to kill him with my glare.”

“I think you confused it with heart-eyes, sweetie-”

“If you don’t shut the fuck up right now, I’ll choke you with your favorite pink cupcakes,” you smile at him innocently, making the boy shut up instantly, fearing for his own life.

Professor Lee triumphally stands in the middle of the gym, looking around at everyone. The proud smile on her face tells you that the other stands most likely made more money than yours did, earning the charity a solid amount of money that your university doesn’t have to be ashamed of. The only thing is that you are ashamed– of yourself, though. You thought you’d do better than you did, but you guess you have to come to terms with the fact that you can’t always be the winner.

“Everyone,” the professor starts her speech, “I am really grateful for every single one of you standing here right now. I want to thank you all for your effort, and I also will be grading everyone with an A for this event, because I can see that all of you truly worked your hardest. Now, though, is the time to announce the team that earned the most money, and therefore, won the little competition I made to motivate you.”

Looking around at everyone, you suddenly feel like you’re watching Eurovision, waiting for the points to be added up until 2am, slowly losing your motivation to keep watching further. Professor Lee smiles before she turns to the stand expected to win, making everyone’s suspicions correct.

“The team that made the most money, ladies and gentlemen, is Zhong Chenle and Na Jaemin,” she proclaims, making the boys scream in joy, jumping up and down in their places as they rush into a hug. They look like their hard work has paid off after 20 years of effort, however, the only work they did was steal your plan and buy some fast food… pathetic, really. Seeing the wide grin on Chenle’s face, you find yourself rolling your eyes, especially when your make eye contact with him and quickly force yourself to look away. “However,” the professor continues, making the boy’s faces fall.

“I was met with the information that you two violated the rules,” she says, making Chenle furrow his brows in confusion.

“H-how-”

“You worked with false advertisement, which, as I already said, was against the rules of the whole event.”

“How was this false advertisement?” he asks, getting all defensive. Something inside of you lights up at the sight of him all frustrated, but you wouldn’t say it out loud, for you think Jisung would accuse you of being a sadist.

“What you were supposed to be selling was the food, although I don’t agree with it being store-bought either, but I’m willing to ignore that fact,” she explains, “but what you did instead was sell tickets to your iPad giveaway, which was not in the business plan you’ve given me a few days ago.”

“But professor Lee, it’s not like that-”

“Therefore, you will not get the iPad, and the price goes to the second place, which is Lee Yangyang and Lee Donghyuck. Congratulations, boys.”

The duo on your right fist bumps and screams at the top of their lungs, making everyone in the university gym scowl with the sharp pain in their ears. Now, this wasn’t exactly the outcome you were expecting… you can’t say you hate it, though. Turning to Jisung, ignoring the yells of despair uttered out of the mouth of Zhong Chenle, complaining that condoms weren’t technically allowed as the product for sale, you hug your best friend with stars in your eyes, tugging him closer. He was right with his previous arguments, after all. Not that you'd admit it to him, since you're still super petty, but you're glad you didn't proceed with your innitial plan nonetheless.

“Woah, there,” Jisung gasps as he hugs you back, “we didn’t win, Y/N, though…”

“I know,” you hum into his chest, satisfied.

“So…”

“I’m just happy Zhong Chenle isn’t the winner,” you grin, pulling away from the boy, ready to celebrate the win of the two dumbasses in your business class. You never thought you’d see the day when Chenle is beaten by a duo that rarely attends the class, but you’re more happy than ever to let them indulge in the joy right now.

Hearing someone clear their throat behind you, you turn around. Surprised to see Chenle there, your smile freezes at your face, making you look like you’ve just been paralysed, earning yourself a kick into your shin from Park Jisung sitting at the chair next to you before he excuses himself and leaves for a bathroom break.

“Hi,” you greet as you see Chenle sheepishly look at you, his hands in the pockets of his pants.

“You got me there, Y/N,” he says, shaking his head in disbelief, “I didn’t take you for such a mastermind,” he adds, making you confused.

“What?”

“The plan in your bag… you had it there because you knew I’d take it, didn’t you? You were trying to make me lose all along,” Chenle adds, finally bringing clarity into your brain. He’s not right– you were just too stupid to realise the consequences of your future actions in that moment, but now you’re glad the universe worked in your favor and you were too gullible to trust your moral enemy in the moment. You may have been weak back then, but now, you’re the winner out of the two of you– and you can’t say it doesn’t make your ego rise to enormous heights.

“Y-yeah…” you hum, not realizing your expression gives it away almost immediately, bringing Chenle the last hint of confidence he needs before he takes his next step towards you. The knowledge that you didn’t plan to sabotage him, and that this was self-sabotage all along, makes the boy content– you may hate him, but not as much. The fact that you were so out of your mind to let him take your plans right under your nose must be a hint of something.

“So…” he mumbles, scratching the back of his neck, “what I said back then in the library still stands, though,” he says, chuckling. “I know I kind of lied back then, but now I mean it. I don’t… I don’t really want us to fight anymore, and I actually think the two of us would make a great pair- I mean, friends, so…”

Blinking at him a few times, feeling heat rising to your cheeks, you feel like you’re having another fever dream. There’s no competition right now, no business strategies, no exams to be taken. So… the intentions behind his words must be truthful, right?

“Um, I…” you start, but end up gasping like fish on sand, at a loss for words. Flickering your eyes from his to your feet and back to his shy smile, you feel like your brain is overheating. Curse hormones, really… it can’t be anything other than that. There’s no other reason why your brain keeps contemplating if this is him asking you out, and no reason why you so desperately want that accusation to be true.

“We can hang out after this, if you want,” Chenle suggests, rocking a little in his place, “with- with Jaemin and Jisung as well, since they seemed to get along…” he adds, the hint of blush creeping onto his cheeks making you want to scream into your pillow with overwhelmingness.

“That would be great,” you say, seeing the boy nod at your words, relief visibly flashing behind his eyes.

“Okay, great,” he smiles, “I’ll just get my things and I’ll find you later?”

“Sounds good,” you nod, your brain turning into a foggy mess.

Watching him turn on his heels and walk towards Jaemin standing on the other side of the gym, grinning at his friend with a suggestive wiggle to his eyebrows, you zone out. Is this your reality? Did you shift into another universe where the two of you don’t want to kill each other? How did you even move on from those emotions?

“You okay?” Jisung suddenly emerges from behind you, feeling shocked at the sight of you completely unfocused and still in your movements.

“Mhmm,” you peep, taking deep breaths.

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah,” you nod, turning to your friend. “Do you wanna hang out with Jaemin later?”

You meet Zhong Chenle at 19, hating everything about him with burning passion, despising the way he always made you feel challenged and on your toes. He shakes with your word, turning you into a competitive mess, always trying your best to be better than him at everything, just so you could see the defeated look on his face and get acknowledgement.

When you’re almost 20, you realize that a hint of what you always wanted was acknowledgement from Zhong Chenle.

It might not solve all your problems, but maybe turning less competitive is a start.

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