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woozten-x · 1 year

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─ Synopsis: Unexpectedly, your own demons had crept up on you without any warning. Being all too familiar with this feeling of anxiety, doubt, and insecurity - you have broken down into tears in front of your boyfriend. No matter how many tears have been shed, Johnny Suh is your vitamin willing to fight off every plague affecting your mind.

─ Pairing: Idol!Johnny Suh x Gender-Neutral Reader

─ Genre: One-Shot, Angst w. Comfort, Fluff/Wholesome

─ Concepts: Idol!Johnny Suh, established relationship, johnny comforting reader basically, cuddling with johnny <3, reader being insecure / feeling like a burden, implications of reader suffering with depression / depressive episodes, some johnny humor because it makes my heart ache less when writing it, this hitting too close to home why tf did i write this at 2 am

─ Count of Words: 3.2k

─ Inspiration of the work: Godspeed by Frank Ocean + “Girl, you gotta take it all baby and i’ll be your therapist for the day, that’s okay.” (Vitamin by NCT 127)

❒ a/n: this is self-indulgent, but please take care of yourself. i really do hope yall are doing alright <3 just a reminder: you guys arent alone! and it’s okay to have bad days. stay safe ෆ

Something felt wrong today.

It was one of those days where you returned back home from work, the long hours taking a toll on your drained body and your mind weighing heavily with unexpected burdens. Though today was no different from your usual schedule, you suddenly reached a limit of your own mentality; however, what could have triggered it? You cannot find one explanation or one reason why it would happen so suddenly.

To you, it was simply one of those days where you begin to crumble without much real reason; fingertips gripping onto the surface tightly yet begging to loosen, as though you didn’t mind the idea of falling.

Standing in front of the counter with a heavy chest, you came to a pause with what you were doing; the cup of ramen steaming in front of you, a cloud of heat rising and causing your own vision to become hazy. Tiredly, you look down at the softened noodles, the packets of spices sitting near your frozen hands. Slowly turning to the time displayed on the microwave with green, glowing numbers; you read the late numbers of the night, knowing your boyfriend will be coming home in a few minutes.

Knowingly, Johnny Suh would be returning with his own tiredness cursing his tensed body. But, you could vividly imagine him returning home with a smile appearing on his face upon seeing you; his whole body led to you, as though he had a set course every time he sees you - he is always navigating his way to you, no matter how heavy his body feels. No matter how his feet drags, he is approaching you with a warm smile and eyes flickering like a steady flame of a candle.

Though your imagination is soon to be reality, you continue to feel this heaviness - briefly, you thought it was exhaustion from working today. Maybe the fatigue is finally wrapping you up in this state of mind. Tearing open the packets of the spices, you pour them inside and pick up the cup while walking over to the table and pulling a chair out for you to take a seat. The chair softly groaned once you sat down, the creaking wood telling its old age; regardless of the older condition, it was far from useless.

Ready to take a bite of your cooked noodles picked up with your chopsticks, you felt your heart drop without any unknown reason; the familiarity of it gradually growing some common sense, as you realized it was something willing to crush every will in your mind. Supposedly, a demon you would name ‘Anxiety’ had decided to haunt you for the day - maybe that is why you felt the way you do. However, what could make you feel this way so suddenly?

The unlocking of the door reaches you, the haunting silence disrupted with the familiar sound of the door opening and footsteps entering inside. “I am home!” A voice calls out, a familiar habit he always had whenever he came home, despite how strained his voice could be from the constant practicing and recording of an idol. It was those three words willing to reach out towards you.

Johnny enters the kitchen after turning the corner, a charming smile uplifting his lips - it was one that showed no hardships, only thriving with the unbearable love he had for you. “Oh, you are having a late night snack?” He asks, taking off his bucket hat and letting his long fingers run through the untamed strands of hair; he approaches you, his towering height lowering for him to place a chaste kiss on your cheek. Your lips twitch up into a small smile, managing to forget the weighing emotions you’ve felt previously.

“Is something the matter?” Johnny questions, noticing the lack of enthusiasm with his return. His gaze observing you closely, his intuition tugging on the possibility of something is wrong; a glaze of worry overcoming his sweet gaze, his face becoming more serious as his smile drops. Briefly, you thought about telling him the anxiety plaguing your mind, however you stayed silent - in comparison to your boyfriend, you are not an idol who is working long hours due to the undying passion for music.

You shouldn’t feel this way when someone like your boyfriend can be struggling with much heavier burdens. You can’t tell him that your mood had suddenly depleted, the very demons you were born with are tormenting you for the sake of their entertainment; how can you explain your feelings, when it was something you feel sometimes because your mind had been cursed since you were born. Wasn’t it better to keep your lips sealed, knowing no one will understand why you are the way you are?

Slowly, his large hand rises to place on your cheek, his thumb softly caresses the skin and you feel terrible; why were you acting so sensitive? Without any warning whatsoever, tears well up in your eyes and you lean into his touch - hoping to gather all his warmth, hoping his very presence would calm the sea of thoughts crashing in your head. Wiping away your tears and pulling a chair next to you, Johnny quietly sits in front of you with a patient ear.

“Did something happen?” He gently speaks out, your vulnerable state being treated with delicacy; his words considered carefully, eyes keen on the very details of your expression. He felt the ache within his heart, his sympathetic heart weeping upon seeing you hurt - he never wants to see you hurt.

You shook your head, “N-No…I just…I guess, I am just tired.” You laugh through your tears, trying to calm down the stream leaving your watery eyes. It seemed never-ending, as you continued to wipe with the back of your hand; you felt like a child with an uncontrollable amount of tears.

Johnny nods slowly, deciding to not push any further. He is aware of how you are, he has dealt with these things in the past; he is no stranger, knowing he is surrounded with plenty of people dealing with the same issues. Despite it all, Johnny loves you for who you are - he is one to believe in the idea of love having no reason; he always accepts the humane side of you, no matter how difficult of a position he is in.

Glancing around, he leaned over to the table and gathered some napkins. “Baby, let me see that pretty face of yours.” He lightly spoke, your hands moving away momentarily for him to pat the tears away with the napkin. Sniffling and looking back at him with puffy eyes, he chuckles - “Don’t cry anymore, precious. It hurts to see you like this.” He talks smoothly, the very words bringing you to ease and you slowly calmed down from the breakdown.

Leaning back in his seat, the napkin crumbles up in his hand and he tosses it aside onto the table. “Come here,” Johnny says with a hand patting onto his lap and you quietly nod. Moving towards him and turning your back to him, you settle down on his lap and you pick up a napkin to wipe your runny nose. Your boyfriend reaches over, picking up the cup of noodles; holding the chopsticks in hand, he stirs the mildly cold noodles and you move on his lap to face him properly.

“Say ahh~” he teases, picking up the noodles with the chopsticks and pointing them towards your lips. You laugh a bit, parting your lips for your boyfriend to feed you your late night snack; although, your appetite has faded away, you are obligated to Johnny’s attempt of taking care of you. He grins at you, “Is it good? The high level of sodium can seriously take you to cloud nine.” You laugh at his joke, covering your mouth to hide away the chewed up noodles.

Swallowing the food, you meet Johnny’s eyes - love harboring in his gaze, glowering back at you with his contagious optimism. You lean forward, resting your forehead against his - “Did you eat already?” you ask and he nods, a smile lingering on his lips while he leans in to sneak a kiss upon your lips. “I ate with the guys before coming here. Do you want to get takeout or anything?” He asks, eyes roaming along your face - a beauty he was all familiar with.

You shook your head, “No, I am not that hungry. Don’t worry…” you assure him. Wrapping your arms around his neck, you tug him closer and you rest your head on his shoulder; habitually, your fingers comb through his brown locks and Johnny lets out a sigh of relief - a reaction he always had whenever you do so. “Let me drop you off to bed, precious.” Johnny said, the cup of ramen long forgotten and his arms are snaking around your waist. Easily, he lifts you up and instinctively you wrap your legs around his waist.

Burying your face at the crook of his neck, you clung onto him tightly; not daring to let the opportunity of loosening your grip take over, thinking he would disappear anytime soon. Maybe he will. Surely, for you, you are in no mindset of being alone - you needed Johnny. “Is my koala bear all comfortable?” He playfully comments, carrying you back to the shared bedroom and he places a knee onto the mattress. Seemingly so, he has no intention of letting you go also.

“You are just so warm.” You mumble against his skin, a shudder running along his spine once feeling your breath and he chuckles. Placing your back onto the bed, the mattress dips underneath your weight and you move away slightly to pout at him - “Come to bed quickly for cuddles…” you faintly plead, meeting his eyes with your tender gaze. Johnny nods, “I know, baby. I’ll wash up quickly.” He promises, his grasp weakening along with yours. Moving away, you are left empty, a frown expressing your features.

Laying on the bed, you roll onto your side and rest your hand on your boyfriend’s pillow. Fingers fidgeting with the fabric of the pillowcase, you let out a heavy sigh; eyes closing, insecurity arises in your head and leads you to endless tunnels with a never ending darkness. Hearing the shower turning on in the bathroom, you did your best to focus on the sound of the running water; the stream of water hitting against the marble, you try to shut off your brain for the meantime.

It’s always been so difficult. Sometimes, you doubt your own strength to continue on with these demons leeching onto you; what happens if you hit your lowest and no one, especially Johnny, will be able to help you? It is a continuous war, one that is willing to keep you up at night and string you along through a living nightmare. A nightmare of regret, insecurity, fear and loneliness…Would people understand the way you feel?

You are misunderstood. You are one to bear all the pain, knowing you have a limit yet you are a soldier pursuing and continuing - but, for what purpose? You have no idea, but you know you can’t be selfish when there are other people, who dealt with the worst; for example, your boyfriend - how could you complain about your exhaustion when Johnny is the one pursuing a dream for years without a breather.

Memories of your boyfriend of being a trainee replays in your head, a sense of guilt for being the way you are once you recall them; how could your own problems compare to that? You knew, Johnny had shed blood, sweat and tears to be in the very place he is, at the moment. You knew, Johnny held his head high with the many ignorant people spitting venom at his success; no matter how much you ponder, you can’t find a reason why your own exhaustion occurs for any good reason.

Johnny knew these episodes occurred. You cannot help but feel like a burden, a let-down who drags him down whenever he holds onto his dream with a desire to be happy.

Unknowingly enough, a warm streak rolls down your cheeks and you lift up your hands to quickly wipe them away. Sniffling quietly and burying your face into your pillow, you try to compose yourself; trying to forget the pain weighing your chest and the belittling thoughts exploding in your heavy mind. Slowly you inhale through your nose then exhale through your parted lips, the action barely taking apart the crushing weight in your chest.

“Don’t cry, precious.” You hear and you remove your hands from your face, Johnny standing next to the bed and his hair wet with droplets dropping onto his bare torso. Tenderly, he meets your eyes like a gentle flame of a candlelight; he moves onto the bed, the mattress dipping under his weight and he is opening his arms. You sigh, moving closer to him and curling up, your head resting on his chest with his arms wrapped around your waist.

Gray sweatpants clad his long legs, moving to intertwine his legs with yours and simply hold you close with a tight grasp. “We should listen to music. What should we listen to?” He murmurs against your skin, his breath meeting the skin of your forehead and you tilt your head to look up at him - “Anything is okay,” you answer back. He nods, a hand reaching out onto the bedside table to pick up his phone and tap on the screen onto the familiar green app for streaming music. Nuzzling your head against his chest, you lift up a hand to place onto his stomach; mindlessly, you listen onto his faint heartbeat and let your fingers caress the relaxed muscle sculpted on his lean body.

Familiar music of Frank Ocean reaches your ears, the melodies gentle and slow; you let out a sigh, the song becoming a tranquility for your mind and body. Johnny places his phone down, “Tell me about your day, baby.” He says tenderly, his head tilting to face you and you look up at him. “It’s just the same old same old…Nothing really happened,” You say with a shrug. Johnny smiles, “So? I want to hear what you did…What did you have for lunch?” he inquires; searching for any topic to talk about you.

With his eagerness to hear about your day, you ended up speaking to him about what had happened in your day. His hand lightly pats your shoulder, following the steady rhythm of the music softly playing in the room; you are completely at ease with Johnny, the scourge within the depths of your mind is quieting down in his very presence. Occasionally, Johnny would ask questions - engaged in the conversation, and not missing a detail from your own storytelling.

Though it seemed normal, Johnny was glad to hear you speak about it. “You did so well today, precious.” He praises, a chaste kiss being planted on your forehead and you smile at his words. The conversation moves along to Johnny’s day; his usual telling and exaggerated recalling of events in his story made you laugh, your eyes holding the familiar glow that Johnny was willing to protect and reignite over and over again; after all, your very own happiness is his own.

“Maybe you should take a day off and join me in the studio,” Johnny suggests with a childish gleam in his eyes. You chuckle, “You’ll end up playing around too much and won’t get much done.” You said, rolling your eyes. Your boyfriend has always been the playful type, one who goofs off a little too much in your company; he can’t help it, he loves hearing you laugh and glow because of his antics. He hums, looking up at the ceiling like he was deep in thought - “Seeing my baby smile is my vitamin d though.”

Your breathy laugh leaves you, “You know, you can overdose on vitamins.”

“Oh really?” Johnny looks at you, his playful gaze reflecting back at you once you met his gaze. He leans forward, “What happens if I can’t get enough of you?” He whispers and you feel your own lips tug wider than before - if that was possible. “You have an addiction, Mr. Suh.” You reply back, a laugh leaving him with your own intertwining with his; he places his hand on your cheek, leaning in to capture your smiling lips with his own. Returning the kiss, you close your eyes and raise your hand to rest atop of his.

Unfortunately, a tug in your head reminds you of the misfortune plaguing your current state of mind. You sigh, “Johnny…Would you ever get tired of me?” you quietly ask. The seriousness of the words caused the serenity surrounding the two of you to collapse, the question causing Johnny’s smile to fade only slightly; even if you weren’t willing to share the unspoken stress cursing your mind on this very day, he understands. “I don’t want that to happen nor do I want you to grow tired of me…” He replies back, his eyes roaming your expression. Suddenly, you held his hand into yours; his longer yet larger fingers intertwined with yours, holding onto him in a silent yet selfish request - you wanted him to stay with you forever.

“I’m sorry for always being a handful…Sometimes, I wish I could tell you about it…But, I never know how to explain it.” You admit, knowing your own behavior could be draining; any sane person would find you bothersome. Johnny guides the hand holding onto his, planting a kiss on the back of your hand - “You know, precious…It’s okay to be human.” He simply says, the words holding no deeper meaning; he is willing to support you.

“You can rely on me anytime, okay? I don’t care how tired I am, you’ve been with me for so long…I can carry you through hell and back, baby. That’s why i’ve been focusing on my muscles, I am always ready to support you.” he said with a lighthearted tone, a chuckle leaving him after.

Suddenly, your bottom lip trembles and you shakily exhale - “W-Why are you like this?” you mutter out, a small laugh leaving you after. You never know how Johnny could be so serious yet unserious at the same time; however, it was one of the traits you always loved about him. He is genuine, always wanting the best for you despite how hard your day has been; he is your light and possibly the only light at the end of the dark tunnels.

Johnny grins, “I love you.” He says when pulling you close. Your head buried against the crook of his neck, he could feel the warm tears against his bare skin but no complaint fell from his lips; he held you with fingers stroking along your back. Leaning down slightly, his breath fans your ear - “I’ll always love you for who you are. I’ll love you until the time we die…” he whispers, stroking your back as you cry out all the stress weighing you.

Knowingly, he will keep his word; a loyal man who is willing to stay by your side, regardless of the hardships or the many flaws you hold. He will be there, holding you and supporting you throughout - he believes you are the strongest person he’s met. Despite the weakest moments, he is always there to give you a home to come back to - to you, he is the one where your heart and mind could rest always.

This very love continues to prosper by your very own vitamin - Johnny Suh.

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dokiyeom · 1 year

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UNTIL THE END OF TIME . JOHNNY SUH

pairing: non idol! johnny x fashion student! reader

genre: fluff - warnings: none - wc: 0.4k

“is this nepotism? like how i got this modeling gig?” johnny questions, swinging his hands in the air in surrender when you pause and shoot him a horrified look, “hey! nepotism isn’t exclusive to families! it's like friends and associates too!”

“good,” you roll your eyes, reaching up to fix his collar, “i’m very relieved that my boyfriend isn’t suggesting we’re together because of oedipal shit— we’re over if you call me mommy,”

“i can’t believe you think i’d say something like that,” johnny sighs, melancholically tilting his head off to the side. before you’re able to smooth out the creases along his shoulders, johnny’s hand catches yours as he stares right into your eyes and places a chaste kiss on your knuckle, “babe, you know i’d never. you’re my beautiful, amazing lover who is well within an appropriate age range for us to be in a perfectly acceptable and healthy relationship,”

“you know what, i think jaehyun said he was free today. maybe i should ask him to model for my assignment,” you mutter, flicking his nose gently as you continue to set his accessories and hair in place, “think he’d be down to come help?”

“how could you?” johnny laments, feigning offense as he clutches your hands in his, “you wound me, love. i can’t believe how easily you’re throwing me aside and considering replacing me with my own best friend after claiming that i was your muse for this collection,”

johnny throws his head theatrically, stepping away from you while keeping one of his hands connected with yours, “oh y/n, how could you be so cruel to your muse, your boyfriend, the literal love of your life?”

“you’re so dramatic,” you press a kiss to johnny’s nose, grinning as you see his face melt into soft satisfaction. his eyes shutting and morphing into downturned crescents while his lips formed a winsome smile you’ve loved all these years, “you’re never going to not remind me that you’re my muse, are you?”

“nope,” johnny instantly quips, the corners of lips quickly jutting out in a cheekier smile that awkwardly boasts his teeth, “never. i’m very glad to be your muse, and i want to be your muse till’ the end of time,”

“the end of time?” you ask, as johnny’s hands slide to your waist and rest on your hips, the two of you rocking from side to side, “you’re planning on sticking with me for that long?”

johnny grins, eyes trained on your face as he admires your features for the nth time, “a hundred percent, i’ll be here with you and love you till’ the end of time,”

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multidxni · 1 year

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Hugs and kisses

pairing: Suh Johnny x fem!reader

genre: fluff, established relationship

"Babyyy..." Your boyfriend Johnny whined for the 10th time this evening, as you didn't want to take your eyes off your new book.

"Come onnn, please come give me a huggg. I miss youuu." He begged, sitting up on the bed, waiting for you to come cuddle with him. But you didn't seem to listen, your eyes glued to the pages of your new novel.

So Johnny stood up and grabbed you by the waist in a smooth, fast movement, picking you up. He dropped you in your big shared bed, starring at you.

"Heyy!" You squealed, locking eyes with your boyfriend, for what felt like the first time to him that evening.

"Why won't you let me read, Johnny? It's only been-"

"3 hours!" He desperately screamed, because it's been a torture to him, not getting any attention from you for that long. It was like you wanted to ignore him.

"Wow... That long? I didn't even notice... Time passed by so fast." You chuckled and he pouted like a kid whose ice cream fell on the floor.

You smiled at your boyfriend's cuteness, moving closer to his body and holding his face. You kiss the tip of his nose.

At that he began smiling so big, that his eyes started closing. Your heart began skipping beats at how adorable he looked.

"Hug meee." He literally couldn't stop telling you, and you couldn't stop smiling, as your arms finally wrapped around his big shoulders.

"You thought I don't love you anymore?" You joked and kissed his cheeks, nose again, forehead and lastly, softly pecking his lips.

Johnny felt like it was the first time you kissed him, everytime you placed your lips on his skin. He never wanted to let go of you. You made him feel so warm and loved.

"I love you." He whispered in your ear, kissing your forehead.

You made a mental note to read again tomorrow if he was going to be all pouty and needy like this again.

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psycheyn · 2 years

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pairing: johnny suh x fem reader

genre: a little angst? // a bit of fluff

warning: hint of isolation

[ 10:34 pm ]

“love, I've noticed something." Johnny said, preparing to lay down beside you. it's been a busy day for you both but it's tolerable, at the least, so you decided to sleep early.

"what?"

"you're being cranky lately. did something happen?” he asked.

he's been thinking about you since last thursday (today's monday) because he sensed you're feeling distant and every time it happens to you, you try to avoid any conversation and interaction at all. it puts him on a tight spot the first time he experienced how you are when you're in one of those days phase and he admits he had a hard time coping with you but he learned. Johnny's thankful that he was there from start to finish, especially when you needed someone to rely on and you're thankful to him that he stayed after all of that.

“nothing. I don't wanna talk, don’t talk to me. I'm going to sleep.” you said then you turned his back on him, hugging a pillow.

in all honesty, you don't know what's wrong. all of a sudden you just woke up one day then poof, there's sadness all over your body. it's like a timed and set thing, where you feel happy the first time and then sad on the next. the issue is it's not happening just for a day but for a week or so.

“hey, come on. talk to me?” Johnny softly said, tapping your shoulders then caressing it, almost giving you a massage. you would have been happy by the gesture but that's not the case right now.

you shrugged his hands off of you and pulls the blanket over to cover yourself.

“alright, fine. I'll go sleep on the couch,” he stands. “I will be cold.” he reaches for his pillows, hugging them. “I would freeze to death.” then he gets his blanket.

“don’t be so dramatic, you won’t freeze to death. I had the heater fixed on the salas last week.” you said while your back is still facing Johnny. he smiled.

“does that mean it's okay for you to let me sleep on the couch? you don't want me to be beside you? you won't miss me? I'm your human pillow though” he asked in a sad yet teasing way.

silence.

“okay then. goodnight.” Johnny was about to leave the room but stopped when he felt you tugging his pajamas, halting him. it was your foot's fingers, trying its best to cling onto him.

he looked at you and he saw your back unturned. you're now facing him but still half of your face is covered with a pillow.

“what? silence means yes, I assume you don’t want me to sleep beside you.” he said, pouting.

no response… it's when Johnny decided to walk out that you whisper.

“don’t go.” you mumbled.

“hmm??” he turns around one more time to look at you.

“I said don’t go.” you whispered again, toning your voice up a little.

“what are you saying love? I can’t hear you.”

“I said don’t go!”

Shocked as he is from your yell, he smiled. he knows his lover really well.

“you don’t need to shout though.” he said, settling on the bed with you. “and just so we’re clear, I don’t intend to sleep outside.”

you looked at him curiously while he moves closer to you. he slowly lift the blanket to cover him too when you feel him reaching for your hand which he successfully claimed.

“then what? what are you going to do?”

“I'll wait for you to fall asleep. then I'll move back in, and give you the bestest hug you’ll ever need.” he said, combing your hair. you really love that gesture of his cause it makes you feel things, like a sense of security or some of the sort.

“i know that these days has been hard, and i've noticed you’re struggling with something. and you don’t need to tell me at all if you’re not fine talking it out yet, i can wait. just know that i’ll be here for you. always,” he slowly put your hand on his lips, giving it a kiss.

“just come to me if you need to be with someone, alright? call me if anything happens, text me if you’re feeling down. You know I always have time for you.” he scoots over and kissed your forehead.

“I love you. so much.” then he hugged you until you fell asleep, making the night the best out of your miserable ones.

am sorry T^T

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nctsjiho · 1 year

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Happy Birthday To... Me

cw: none || era: 18 December 2014

❀ Having to spend her birthday alone, Jiho doesn't expect much of it, but suddenly someone comes along and promises to make her biggest birthday wish will one day come true OR the official start of Johnny and Jiho's friendship

“Happy birthday to me,” the girl sang. She was crouching in the corner of an empty room with two long birthday candles in her hands. “Happy birthday to me.” She pressed her eyes close as if she was preparing to make her wish already. “Happy birthday dear Jiho.

“Happy birthday to… pathetic me.”

Forgetting to make a wish, Jiho opened her eyes and blew out the candles. She set them down and wiped off the melted candle wax which accidentally burned her whilst she was holding the candles. It was dark in the room now that the candles were blown out, but Jiho still had enough vision to make out the tiny cupcake she had gotten from the bakery earlier on her way back from school.

The baker she had gotten in from had given her a sad smile when she handed her the cupcake. The old lady had asked her who’s birthday it was—since Jiho asked for candles she knew it must have been someone’s birthday—Jiho had answered with a simple “mine” before handing the lady the money she owed. At first, the baker wanted to refuse the girl’s money, but instead she handed her a cookie and called it a birthday present. It was the first and only present she had gotten that day.

“Hey, Lim Jiho,” she started talking to herself. “No need to feel sorry for yourself, you should be happy with your cupcake and free cookie.”

Taking a bite she quickly frowned at the overly sweet pastry and sighed once more. “Ahh… the cakes mémé makes are so much more tasty.” Pushing herself up from the floor, Jiho started collecting her things to leave, but as she fully stood up, a tall dark shadow engulfed her.

A little scared by the sudden presence, Jiho took a step back before looking up to find a friendly face smiling down at her. “W—What are you doing here?”

The tall person chuckled, finding the flustered state of the girl rather adorable. “I saw you here all alone and— I’m Johnny by the way. A friend of Doyoung.”

Jiho nodded. “I know who you are.”

“It’s your birthday? Are you celebrating it alone?” Jiho nodded once again in response. “Don’t you want to celebrate with friends?”

Jiho stuttered rather awkwardly. “I don’t really have any friends,” she confessed sheepishly. “But, it’s fine. Since my parents couldn’t come, I think I would rather celebrate alone.”

Johnny nodded, trying his hardest to hide the sad smile on his lips. “Hmm, I understand. Did you at least get a present? Or make a wish? I saw you blow out those candles.”

“You saw?” Jiho’s eyes widened, afraid that Johnny might have also heard her sing for herself. She would be so embarrassed if he did.

“Yes, but don’t worry no one else saw you. So did you make a wish?” Jiho shook her head from side to side. “Is there anything you want to have?”

Jiho thought about it for a while before answering, “once I’m old enough I want to get a car.”

“A car?”

“Yes, in my neighbourhood I learned to drive a car and a tractor. They said I was pretty good at it, but once I’m old enough I want to learn to drive properly immediately and buy a car!”

Johnny chuckled once Jiho started to sound less guarded and more freely excited. “You want to buy one, or get one as a present?”

“Well my dad doesn’t actually want me to drive at all. He thinks it’s too dangerous so he said I won’t be allowed to buy my own car. So I must wish that one day I’ll get a car as a present. But now… I forgot to wish for it this time.”

Johnny put a hand on Jiho’s head, patting her head adoringly. He noticed, though, that JiHo flinched a little at the sudden touch, so he quickly pulled his hand back. “Don’t worry, if you ever need a ride you can always ask me to drive you around,” Johnny offered.

“Really? You can drive?” Jiho’s eyes had widened twice in size causing Johnny to chuckle as he nodded.

“And once I get my own car and you have your licence and drive safely, I’ll allow you to use mine.”

“Really?” JiHo repeated and this time Johnny couldn’t stop himself from laughing out loud at her excitement.

“Yes, really,” he assured. “Now you should probably head to your dorm, it’s getting late.”

Jiho nodded as she grabbed all her stuff. She was already heading out the room when she remembered something and stopped in her tracks. She turned around and pulled something out of the small paper bag she was holding. It took a few seconds for Johnny to make out what it was since the lights in the room were still off, but when he did a smile broke out on his face. “Here, this is for you.”

“Thank you.” Johnny took the cookie from Jiho’s hands. “Are you sure you don’t want to keep it to yourself?”

With a shake of Jiho’s head she answered, “it’s for you. It’s a token of your promise to let me use your car once I get my licence.”

With a playful smile Jiho ran out of the room, leaving Johnny speechless. “Wow…” Johnny chuckled to himself once he came back to his senses. “You really are an interesting character Jiho.”

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ncityprincess · 11 months

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how johnny is as a boyfriend

minors do not interact

-*sighs dreamily* the Boyfriend of all Boyfriends

-i think johnny just loves love

-and he wouldn’t get in a relationship with just anyone

-he feels overcome with joy and happiness whenever he looks at you

-loves it when you get super excited or passionate about something

-you’re so endearing and beautiful in his eyes

-wants to build a comfortable life for the two of you

-he is attracted to strong and confident people

-loves someone who isn’t afraid to speak their mind

-bonus points if you’re witty and feisty

-loves playful banter

-if you’re short he’s gonna be annoying and purposely put things on the top shelf

-he finds it cute when you scold him (and he always ends up grabbing it for you anyway)

-you guys bond over your love of music

-dance parties in the middle of your living room are the norm

-he’s a dom in and out of the bedroom

-always makes sure you are well fed and hydrated

-watches over the two of you when you’re out in public

-let’s you be a passenger princess/prince

-you never have to worry about anything when you’re around him

-he’s another one that would be all about acts of service

-he’d rather show you how much he loves you rather than tell you

-he would help you study if you needed it, send lunch to your house if you said you didn’t eat yet

-he would even help your mom put together furniture or hang up pictures

-overall just wants to be of service to you

-and he’s also a really good dater

-like fancy restaurants and stuff yes

-but also creative dates like paint and sips, hiking, drive in movies

-loves to do spontaneous and fun things with you

-wants to do Life with you

-would be SO eager to introduce you to his family and friends

-he would want to bring you to social events with his friends

-he would also be sooooo gentle and patient with you :’)

-i’m absolutely projecting here but if you were ever feeling anxious or if you weren’t feeling your best he wouldn’t judge you at all

-he would ask how he can help you and move at your pace

-if you didn’t feel like working out for two months straight he wouldn’t say anything about it

-he genuinely cares for you and wants you to be happy

-makes you feel like the prettiest person in the world 🥰

-he would fantasize about the day you guys decide to start a family

-and you guys would absolutely brainstorm baby name ideas after several rounds of passionate sex

-click here to see how johnny would be in bed 🤭

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haechanhues · 1 month

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chapter twenty : johnny suh

S I D E : A

word count : 1k

warnings : none tho includes alcohol.

It had been a rather rough day today, you were texting Sicheng earlier that day and only talked about Hendery without actually mentioning him and the attempt of subtlety had you more annoyed at him whilst both Haechan and Mark who were usually present at parties like this had ditched to attend a double date. Chenle visiting his friends instead.

“Hey,” A girl with pretty long hair put herself in front of you, staring at you with concern in her eyes, “You alright? Do you feel sick?”

“Uh, I’m okay,” You say, even though everything about your face reveals that nothing is okay.

“Min,” She hisses to another girl clearly enjoying her vodka with a crazy straw, “Where’s Johnny?”

“Why?” Min asks, unbothered and only a little concerned by your nonchalant face.

“I’m gonna bring her to his room but I want to ask first.”

“You’ve never made an effort before.”

“Well he ripped into me last time, you should know! You were there-”

“Okay, okay, Yuqi you don’t need to yell, I’m drunk not blind.”

Yuqi curses to herself, promising to never let Minnie touch another vodka and cranberry ever again. Not while she’s there to look after her, anyways.

“Just use it, I’ll go find him,” Minnie decides before wandering off with her empty glass and Yuqi wants to trust her, she does but she finds you need her more than Johnny does right now so she leads you to his room and sits you on his bed, happy to find the older man had cleaned his room.

Yuqi sits you on the bed, checking your face for anything in your gaze before she kneels in front of you, “I’m gonna get you some water, okay? It’ll make you feel better.”

You nod, though you feel a little better just being somewhere quiet and watch as Yuqi hurries outside to retrieve you some water. You miss the scent on her clothes as soon as she leaves and you sit silently.

Patiently.

Until you’re no longer patient anymore. You figure she must have got caught up, or in the ‘worst’ case scenario forgot about you.

You stand, looking around at the room you’re in, figuring the best way to let time pass by is to have a little nosy around. It’s a clean boy room, with cool neon lights framing a bit of his bed and the faintest smell of cologne.

Narrowing your eyes you peek curiously through his array of photos lined up against each other, showcasing his life and his personality.

In fact, one of his friends looks exactly like Moon Taeil, strangely enough.

“Uh- hi?” A deep voice frightens you so much that you look even more guilty, caught in the act and looking way too much like a deer in headlights to be innocent.

“I’m not stealing anything!”

The man laughs, “I didn’t think you were. You lost?”

“Uh no- I’m uh- waiting for Yuqi-”

He curses, “Fucking Yuqi, always bringing strays into my room-”

Your eyebrows raise to which he laughs good naturedly, “Nothing to take offence over, really. At least you’re not fucking her.”

You giggle, “I’m not. She’s getting me a water, and I- I think you’re the one that Min had to tell I was coming here-”

Johnny snorts, “Yeah, right. I’m Johnny by the way.”

“Y/N.”

“So, “ Johnny sighs, laying down next to you with his arms supporting his neck, “Why are you here in the quiet instead of the rager downstairs?”

“Honestly, I can’t be bothered,” You admit, your chin held by the back of your hand. Johnny finds it endearing, how comfortable you’re getting with him. While sober. It’s kind of nice…the change.

Johnny chuckles, “I hope you’re bothered enough to tell me. I need some new gossip.”

“Hmm,” You pretend to think hard, “It depends, are you going to tell people?”

“Nah,” Johnny scoffs, “Even if I did…they’re all drunk and terrible conversationalists. I mean- you’ve met Minnie.”

You start your story with a short cough to clear your throat and it’s an unveiling filled with every boy that has made your life. Your friends. Even Minnie and Yuqi to which he was glad to add his own comments about.

You appreciate the way his eyes widen, and how he lets out a dramatic inhale of breath at every climax of your stories. He even scoots closer to you, in love with your storytelling and the complete gossip he’s getting from you right this minute.

Minnie, who’s behind the door listening, appreciates it just as much. She wants to keep you. Just so she can see what happens next.

“And Hendery? Are you still in love with him?”

You shrug, “Yeah- but like I can’t be that in love with him if I like other people, right?”

“Not necessarily, consider this...you’re a single girl, in a new town, living her life and learning about the world and it just so happens that you end up liking some of the people you connect with,” Johnny advises, looking very ‘shrink’ as he watches the information process in your brain.

“But I don’t know if what I feel for Hendery is love…still love. He even said I should move on.”

“So? Are you moving on? And if so, are you moving on for the right reasons?”

“Right reasons?”

“Although I love a revenge plot, it won’t work for you in this case. It’s just pettiness.”

“Has anyone told you how hot you are?” Your voice diverges into another topic. Since you’ve been thinking about how sexy he is for the past minute…

“Plenty of times.. It doesn’t hurt to hear it again though and usually not when I’m saying something they should listen to….”

“Well then you’re hot,” You confess. Minnie has to roll her eyes as the conversation becomes a little too streaming site clickbait-esque and makes a quick exit, jogging to tell Yuqi the plan of adopting you.

Johnny grins, “Thanks.”

You beam back, “You’re welcome.”

You press a chaste kiss to his lips in gratitude. For the conversation and the advice. Resisting the urge to kiss him again and again.

S I D E : B

THE SERIAL LOVER

in which a girl farewells every boy she’s ever loved (or at least had romantic feelings for) in order to prove that her feelings for one particular boy are very real and unwavering.

chapter twenty : johnny suh

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markleesthighs · 2 years

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May I req for Johnny x idol!y/n and like their first public appearance at an award after being caught by dispatch... I hope it isn't too much for me to ask this~ TQ!!

Btw I LOVE your Mark and Johnny's fic

-ty sm! I hope you enjoy your request!

This was your worst nightmare. With your phone blowing up and non stop paparazzi, you didn’t know what do you. After dispatch had leaked that you and Johnny were dating, your company had contacted you about whether or not it was true. You had called Johnny asking him for advice and what you guys had to do. Johnny was tired of beating around the bush and confirmed it with SM already. You obliged, agreeing to confirm the rumors.

Later that afternoon both SM and your company released this statement.

“We have talked to both parties and they both can confirm that they are in a relationship. We ask that you ask no further questions at this time.”

Fuck, it’s in the air now I guess. Your phone was flooded with a mix of hate comments and support, not to mention your follower counts going down. You felt like it was the end of your career. You started getting flashbacks to other idols, seeing how people handled their relationships whether it was with another idols or private. They were not good.

Your manager cancelled the rest of your activities for the week, so your promotion and appearances wouldn’t be affected by this, hoping it would die down in a week. Then, you remember that the following week you had to appear at an award show Johnny was also attending. This could not get any worse. Your phone buzzed and your manager reminded you that you and NCT 127 were going to compete in a music bank award.

You could feel the world crumbling around you. You just stayed at home eating your heart away, getting takeout and watching Korean dramas on the TV. You heard your doorbell ring, assuming it was your takeout but then you opened the door to see Johnny. He was about to speak when you slammed the door in his face.

You looked at your door camera to see Johnny pout and beg into the camera for you to open the door again. You didn’t budge. He started singing your songs loudly in the hallway while dancing to your choreography and you got embarrassed, opening the door scolding him to stop and come inside. Johnny surprisingly read your mind and brought you some of your favorite foods and snacks.

“Why are you here?”

“I can’t also enjoy my week off with my pretty girlfriend?” He said innocently.

“You got bored at the dorm didn’t you?”

“You caught me, besides your place is much bigger and less noisy.”

You laughed as you hugged him and he kissed the top do your head while rubbing your back.

“How have you been holding up?”

“Not good.”

He lifted your chin up.

“I can tell, your eyes are a little puffy.”

The the door rang again, that was definitely your takeout.

Johnny stared at you shocked,

“Are you cheating on me?!“ with a dramatic voice.

“Relax you big baby, I ordered some pizza.”

“PIZZA!”

You opened the door and thanked the delivery man and handing him a tip. You placed the pizza on the counter, leaving to go wash your hands. When you came back you already saw Johnny with a slice in his hands about to eat it. You slapped his shoulder yelling at him that the pizza wasn’t for him. But you obliged to his puppy eyes begging you to let him eat some.

“So what’s going to happen next week?”

“What do you mean?”

“My manager reminded me that we’re going to be at MAMA and then music bank later on next week.”

“We just do what we normally did, ignore each other, respectfully. Also aren’t you performing at MAMA?”

“Shit, I completely forgot about that, I’m going to get a black ocean for sure.”

“I wouldn’t be too sure about that, I’m going to message nctzens to keep their light sticks on for you, so you don’t feel scared.”

“Aww thanks.”

“Anything for you, besides, your song is really good to shake a light stick to.”

You laughed as you and Johnny spent the week together like it was quarantine, you had fun playing board games, watching movies and shows, and cooking together. Maybe next week wasn’t going to be so bad.

I lied. It was bad. The moment you stepped out of your car for MAMA, billions of paparazzi was pointing their cameras as you, asking millions of questions about Johnny. You skipped the red carpet event to avoid any other paparazzis and went straight into the green room. Unfortunately, Johnny also got mobbed by paparazzi, but couldn’t skip the red carpet event because he was with NCT 127.

You were shaking in the green room nervous about the performance and the audiences reaction to you. You hadn’t performed and sang live in a while, you felt like you were debuting again. Then you get a text from Johnny,

“Go kill it out there, I’ll be there supporting you.”

That made you smile, that’s all you needed to get up from your nervous self and you walked backstage fidgeting, listening to the group performing before you. Then it was your turn. You got on your platform that was going to lift you up in a grand entrance before you started singing your song. You saw that the nctzens still had their light sticks on for you as you sang and danced. Even some of your fans also sang along and screamed the loudest, which made you feel really good. During your dance break you saw some of your idol friends cheering for you, and you felt loved again. When you were done, people were screaming and cheering. You bowed and ran back to your manager squealing and jumping. You changed out of your performance outfit and back into award show attire.

When you returned, other groups and idols stood up to bow and greet you. When you reached Johnny, he smiled at you the brightest. He saw that your seats were further down a staircase, and he grabbed your hand and helped guided you down and made sure you had a blanket for your dress and were comfortable. You thanked him and playfully shooed him away. He ran back up to his group members who were laughing at him.

You cheered for the other groups and enjoyed other performances for the rest of the night. You got back home safely and passed out from exhaustion, at least it wasn’t the worst.

The next morning, you saw billions of news articles,

“Johnny supporting y/n is the cutest thing we’ve seen this week”

“Nctzens keep their light sticks on in support of y/n”

“Johnny and y/n interactions that made us blush”

“Johnny being a gentlemen, hypeman, and fanboy at MAMA for y/n”

You laughed at all the tabloids, not seeing many being super negative. So that made you more confident throughout the week until you had to go on Music Bank.

At Music Bank you and Johnny showed up at different times, there were fans outside screaming and supporting you both as always. NCT 127 had to perform before you so you watched them practice and perform dozen of times while you were getting ready. After Johnny was done, he surprised you by stopping by your green room with the other members. He was playing with your curled hair and pretending to be your makeup artist tickling you with brushes. You also greeted the other members, catching up with them. They all said goodbye leaving you to get ready to perform.

When you got on stage for a sound check, you saw a couple of your fans in the audience cheering along to your songs. Then when you had to perform, confetti had to come out of cannons near the stage, so you walked up and warned the fans to back up a little so they won’t get hurt. You performed with dozens of cheers and excitement when the confetti blasted. When you finished you felt like you got a rush of energy, bowing dozens of times to staff and your fans in the audience.

Then came the awards, NCT 127 against you, Music Bank always made you nervous, seeing the scores and then debating if your math skills were right that day. You both stood on opposite sides of the stage as you watched the numbers be presented on the screen. You were looking and then, you won. You won?! The MCs congratulated you, walking over to hand you your award. You thanked them and you bowed to NCT 127 thanking them too. Johnny ran over to quickly hug you, and whispered,

“I’m so proud of you.”

You thanked him as he was about to run off stage, as your song started to play for you to perform for the end of the show. NCT 127 came back on and you teasingly gave them all the mic to sing the song. They also danced alongside you and you had such a fun time with them. This is the happiest you’ve been in a while. Maybe it was all worth it.

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suhnshinehaos · 3 months

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‘ THROUGH THE YEARS ’ | j. suh

summary : you and johnny’s relationship told in your birthday posts over the years pairing : johnny suh x gn!reader genre/s : one-shot smau, non-idol au, pure fluff

*note : pics are not chronologically accurate + likes are a lil all over the place but let me have this i thought it would be cute and i reordered the pics after writing hahaha

from reese, with love <3

feel free to guess at which bday post they started being together hehe anyways, happy johnny day!! johnny was my bias when i first got into nct and he’s still my bias to this day! he is so dear to me, he deserves the world and i hope he had the best day.

thank you for reading, i’d love to know what you think! hope you’re doing well and taking care :)

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catboyieejeno · 1 year

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texts ; lee donghyuck (˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵)✧

pictures bf! hyuck sends you of himself

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nctsplug02 · 2 months

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Johnny decorating you with a facial all over your face then proceeds to call you beautiful and his baby girl princess tehe while staring you in the eyes cleaning your face >

Princess Treatment j.suh

GENRE: smut n fluff!

WARNINGS: face fucking, oral sex (m receiving), kissing, and praising.

PAIRING: bad boy!johnny x nerdy!reader

“…that’s my good girl,” johnny hisses and bites his bottom lip while groping your ass.

you’re on your knees in front of johnny, letting the man fuck your throat in any way he pleased. he has your hair twisted in his fist while he slowly pushes your head down. your makeup that you’d spent hours on now ruined with tear streaks and drools spilling on the sides of your mouth.

“oh, fuck.” johnny lightly gasps, feeling your throat tighten around his tip.

johnnys hips buck causing his tip to slide deeper down your throat. it triggers your reflexes which make you choke around him.

the sudden bump causing your glasses to fall to the tip of your nose. quickly, you use your hand to push it up before focusing back on johnny.

“through your nose, baby—fuck, that’s it!” johnny holds you in place and lets out a string full of moans and groans.

“ooohhh, i’m gonna cum, princess.” johnny groans with his head tossed back, atoms apple bobbing, eyes rolling back, and abs tightening.

you can’t choose which to focus on—johnnys cock throbbing down your throat or your oxygen running out?

your nails dig into johnnys thigh and your palm meets his thigh repeatedly.

johnny releases you and you fling up, quickly gasping for all the air you could. “j—john—johnny—?” your jaw slacks even more when feeling ribbons of thick substances land on your face.

“oh, fuck—baby,” johnny gasps and reaches out for you but you’re in utter shock. “fuck, baby.” johnny strokes himself by the base.

johnny recovers quickly and finds you still with your face painted in his cum. he breaks out into a laughing fit and cradles you.

“i’m so sorry, my love.” johnny cups your face and gently pushes all of your stray hairs away from your face. “was i being too rough?” you shut your eyes and listen as johnny frantically yank tissues from the tissue box sitting on the coffee table.

“did i hurt you?” johnny begins to gently wipe your face with the tissues. “you did so good, princess.” you melt when feeling a pair of lips being pressed on your forehead.

johnny cups your face and gives you a kiss on your lips. “talk to me, princess.” you open your eyes and stare in his eyes.

you swore you could see deeply into his soul.

you and johnny sit in silence for a few minutes. “you’re so beautiful.” he finally breaks the silence with a fat grin on his face. “absolutely stunning.”

“are you okay, baby?” johnny kisses your forehead and pulls away to see you. “i’m okay, i promise.” you grasp his hand and give him a reassuring smile.

johnny pulls you onto his lap and rubs your knees. “do your knees hurt?” you shake your head. “are you sure?” you nod but your red knees say otherwise.

johnny pulls you in for a kiss and slowly switches the two of you until you’re under him. you giggle and break the kiss when feeling johnnys dick poke you.

“i’m sorry,” you put a hand on johnnys chest and look down; he’s still rock hard.

you raise your eyes back to johnnys and shiver, his eyes are dark and hungry. “h—hi.” he giggles and pushes up your glasses. “hi, pretty.”

“you ready for my cock, pretty girl?” you bite your lip and nod. “use your words, baby.” you shudder, feeling johnny tease your entrance with his tip.

“yes sir.” your breath hitches.

you look down, watching as johnny teases your cunt. growing impatient because he hasn’t done a single thing yet.

“please, johnny.” you beg with your hands squeezing his biceps. “please.”

johnny smiles, “anything for you, my pretty girl.” he whispers and flicks your clit once more with his tip. “happy valentine’s day to us, baby.”

“oh, fuck.” you moan out, feeling johnny fill you up within seconds.

it indeed was a happy valentine day.

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