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beat you at your own game | hrj

summary : y/n has a crush on renjun, who's not that great with people. despite his standoffish nature, she makes an effort to be friendly. but things take a twist when she starts to ignore him.

pairing : renjun x fem! reader

genre : college au. romance, fluff, angst

word count : 3.5k

huang renjun, how exactly would you describe him? well, for starters, he can be a bit cranky. he's all about having his own space, not a fan of dragging things out, and gets things done in a flash. he’s also straightforward and not afraid to speak his mind. people have mixed feelings about him because of it. but oddly enough, it only adds to his charm, making people naturally drawn to him, much to his 'i'd-rather-not' demeanor.

needless to say, you just had to develop a crush on someone who’s the total opposite of you. you’re a people-pleaser; you’d much rather say things that would please others rather than express your genuine thoughts. confrontations make you uncomfortable, and you lean towards making excuses for those who hurt you on purpose. you also always try to avoid conflicts as much as you can, and resort to suffering in silence instead. you're trying to change that aspect about yourself, but you grew up having those traits, making it hard to break free. nevertheless, you're working on it.

you never intended to let renjun know about your feelings, but your friends were determined to embarrass you whenever he was around, constantly teasing you. it didn't help that despite not being close to renjun and his group, some of them were friends with your close friends, so they eventually joined in poking fun at your crush. one day, you decided to dismiss their incessant teasing and initiated a friendly conversation with renjun. at first, he responded out of courtesy. you weren't stupid though; you could tell that renjun was clearly fed up with his friends and wanted nothing to do with their antics.

he began to dislike being associated with you, offering only short responses and not acknowledging your presence more than necessary. you didn’t pay it much mind, since getting close to him wasn't your original goal. your aim was to ease the awkwardness and shed the embarrassment that accompanied your interactions. you happened to share some classes with renjun, coincidentally, those were the ones where both your friends weren't around. sitting next to him became a default habit, as he was the only familiar face in those particular classes.

one morning, you found yourself running late for your 8am class, prompting you to dash before your professor arrived. you accidentally collided with renjun, who happened to be holding an iced coffee. to your horror, more than half of the drink ended up spilling onto his shirt.

“oh my god, renjun, i’m so sorry!” you looked at him in fear, and it took everything in him to remain calm.

“why are you running around a busy hallway?”

“i’m really, really sorry. i’m late for my first class and i didn’t think i’d bump into anyone.” renjun let out an annoyed sigh.

“whatever.”

“wait!” you opened your bag to bring out your alcohol and wipes. “do you need them?”

“no, thank you.” he proceeded to walk past you, but you held onto his arm.

“what about the stain?”

“i have a spare shirt. can you let me go now? i thought you said you were late.”

“shoot, you’re right. i’m sorry again, i promise i’ll make it up to you!” you shouted as you ran.

“please don’t,” he grumbled.

later on, you found renjun at the library working on your assignments. you sat quietly next to him and began doing your own. he didn’t spare you a look and just carried on with his work. you spent a few hours completing them, and both of you got it done at the same time. as you got up to gather your things, you spoke to the boy beside you.

“renjun, do you have anything to do after this?”

“no.”

“do you want to try the newly opened diner just a few blocks away? my friends have prior commitments, and i wanted to make it up to you for spilling your coffee earlier.” you already knew he was going to refuse, but it wouldn’t hurt to still ask.

“sorry, i’ll have to pass. i need to get home quickly.” you nodded in understanding and smiled at him.

“no biggie. take care on your way home!”

“thanks,” he simply said before leaving.

“how are you and y/n? any progress? are you going out already?” jaemin asked teasingly, wiggling his brows.

“shut up. i want her to back off, honestly.”

“you want everyone to back off.”

“yeah, but most especially, y/n.”

“uh, why do you sound so annoyed with her?”

“because she is. i turned her down several times, but she can’t take a hint. nothing’s more annoying than someone who imposes themselves on others.”

“relax, man. you’re being a little too hard on the girl. you’ll see that she’s nice if you give her a chance.”

“what exactly is nice about her being fixated on me? it’s mostly your fault. if you guys weren’t such instigators, she wouldn’t have been pushy.”

you walked away from the scene, ensuring they didn’t notice your presence. you wiped away the lone tear that involuntary fell from your eye. it wasn’t often that you heard someone openly talk about their obvious dislike of you, and hearing it from the person you were supposed to like was quite disheartening. it wasn't your intention to impose your presence on him or force a connection that wasn't meant to be. you reckoned it was time to reevaluate your feelings and accept the need to let go of your futile crush on renjun, sparing both of you from any further confusion or misunderstandings.

renjun had grown accustomed to spotting you in your regular seat during your shared class. however, he was met with surprise when he noticed you had moved to a vacant seat considerably distant from your usual spot next to him. he was a bit confused at first, but chose not to dwell on it. he also noted that you didn't notice his entrance into the room, as you were engrossed in some task.

you continued to maintain a distance in your next classes with renjun. he was uncertain if you were oblivious to his presence or deliberately avoiding acknowledgement, given the lack of glances his way. he found it a bit strange that you refrained from initiating any form of interaction, but he didn’t mind. he thought he felt better. at least, for now.

however, renjun was not expecting your odd behavior to persist. it brought another surprise when you ignored him again the following day. even when your eyes accidentally locked for a second, you quickly averted your gaze. renjun wasn’t sure if you really didn’t see him or were just pretending not to. you weren’t wearing your glasses, and your eyesight wasn't the best. but even if you did ignore him on purpose, he didn’t mind… or did he?

it’s been a while since you stopped talking to renjun. at first, he thought he felt a sense of relief, thinking it gave him some space. but after a week, he was confused about why you suddenly stopped. the following week, he could feel his stomach churning seeing you leave class, secretly hoping you’d look back. then, the week after that, he felt a wave of anger because there were more than a few times he bumped into you purposely to get you to talk to him, but you did not utter any word other than a quiet apology. now, nearly a month later, he started to feel dejected because no matter what he did, you always acted like he wasn't even there. renjun wasn’t sure what he did wrong to make you so determined in avoiding him completely.

“renjun is going through 5 stages of grief,” jaemin started with a taunting smirk.

“what?” haechan looked at him in confusion.

“y/n has been ignoring him for a month.”

“WHAT? WHY?”

“exactly. i haven’t had the chance to ask her since we’re not close enough.”

“what about jeno?”

“he doesn’t want to pry.”

“maybe she got tired of renjun’s grumpy attitude,” chenle chimed in.

“maybe,” jaemin turned to the boy in question. “look at him, he’s miserable.”

“shut up,” renjun muttered in discontent.

“stop provoking him. this is his first heartbreak,” chenle taunted, making renjun roll his eyes at their ridiculousness.

“you know you can always speak to her first and ask her what’s up, right?”

“if she wanted to speak to me, she would’ve done it first,” his friends could only shake their heads in disapproval.

“don’t be stupid.”

“and i’m begging all of you to mind your own business.”

“be that way, and you’ll find yourself in an irreversible situation.”

"yeah, renjun, don't say we didn't warn you!" haechan added with a mischievous grin.

you kept quiet about what you had overheard from renjun in the last month, choosing not to share the details with your friends. you figured they would eventually notice renjun's absence from your life, and when they finally asked you about it, you dismissed their probing questions. you casually informed them that your crush on him had simply faded after getting to know him better. you were quite good at making believable lies, they were convinced by it and dropped the topic quickly.

unexpectedly, renjun sought you out in an empty classroom to confront you about your sudden disconnection. you looked like a deer caught in headlights when you realized who had just entered, walking in long and quick strides to your direction. in your mind, you were already conjuring up excuses to explain yourself.

“why are you ignoring me?” his question broke the silence, leaving you with no room to escape.

so much for attempting to evade this confrontation.

you took a moment to gather your thoughts, unsure how to respond. you tried to conceal your distress as renjun stared down at you while waiting for you to talk. it seemed like he was determined to stand his ground, expecting you to tell him the truth. with a frustrated sigh, you finally spoke up.

“i’m just staying out of your way,” you said after a moment of silence.

“yeah, so why?” his voice was demanding, it ticked you off a little.

you questioned why you were initially afraid of renjun confronting you and why you bothered coming up with excuses. after all, it wasn't his place to interrogate you when you were simply doing what he seemed to want from the start.

“i don’t know why you’re asking. isn’t that what you want? you should be happy.” you began to gather your things so you can walk off, but you heard him speak again.

“i don’t remember telling you to keep your distance. you obviously have a problem with me. what is it?”

“you don’t remember telling me because you didn’t. you told other people.” your tone laced with a hint of annoyance.

“that what?”

“renjun, i don’t get you. you keep brushing me off, you show your irritation with me so openly, and you tell everyone that you want me out of your line of sight. and now that i’m doing exactly that, you’re still mad at me? what’s your problem?”

“stop speaking in riddles and just tell me what's going on,” he said in an exasperated tone as you shifted to face him directly.

“last month, i was passing by the main library, and i overheard you talking to your friends. you mentioned something about me not getting a hint and wanting me to leave you alone,” renjun looked a bit puzzled at first. when you were about to walk away, his eyes widened in realization.

“no, y/n, i’m so sorry, i didn’t mean any of what i said-“ you shook your head lightly at his predictable response.

“don’t be. you were completely right, and i’m not even angry about it. i just don’t want to do anything with you anymore.”

“listen, i really am sorry. i blurted out those things in the heat of the moment. i regret saying them out loud, especially now that i know you were there to hear it… it’s really not what i think of you.”

“it’s fine, renjun. i didn’t tell you all of this to get an apology. i’m only telling you why i’m doing what i’m doing, like you asked, and to make it clear that i’m done.” renjun blocked your way hastily to stop you from leaving.

“hear me out, alright? back then, i was being overly sensitive. they were pushing my buttons, and i didn't know how to handle it. i messed up, treated you badly, and you didn’t deserve any of that. a month without you made me realize a few things. i had to confront what i really want and face some truths i'd been avoiding,” he paused, gauging your reaction before continuing. “i miss spending time with you, and, well, i realized i've got feelings for you. more than i thought. it never crossed my mind that you'd actually step away, and it hit me hard. the idea of losing you if you choose to walk away made me lose my mind.” your heart raced as he spoke, and his confession stirred up a mix of emotions. your confusion lingered, but you decided to reason through it, pushing aside the sincerity in his eyes as you gave him an incredulous look.

“are you… getting your feelings confused with something else? did you consider that maybe your mind is playing tricks on you, making you think you like me because you're used to others chasing after you?” he winced, trying to ignore the indirect suggestion that he might be a narcissist. it was a struggle for him to open up about his feelings, only for the girl he liked to question and imply that he couldn't understand his own emotions.

“i wouldn't be here questioning why you've been avoiding me for a month, and pouring out my feelings if i hadn't thought this through. it might be hard to believe right now, but if you give me a chance, i can prove it to you."

“i don’t think this is a good idea,” his face contorted into a pained expression. he felt lost, trying to find the right words to convince you. taking a deep breath, he gently held your shoulders, making you look up at him.

“please, just give me a chance to prove myself. i feel like i've wasted so much time.” the desperation was evident in his voice. still skeptical of his feelings, you removed his hands as they fell down to your arms.

“i’ll think about it.” you said before walking away, leaving a lingering sense of uncertainty in the air.

renjun’s friends had been observing him for a few days, and he’s become unusually quiet. they contemplated asking him what’s wrong, but they wanted to give him some space. it was glaringly obvious that something was bothering him, and he didn’t want to talk about it. jeno couldn't help but express his concern.

"renjun, you've been awfully quiet lately. everything alright?"

"yeah, i'm fine. just dealing with some stuff." jeno and jaemin exchanged knowing glances.

"we're here whenever you're ready to talk." jaemin assured, patting his back.

he had been feeling down since your conversation a few days ago. your words had been weighing on his mind and creating an internal turmoil. the fact that you continued to ignored him in all your classes didn't offer much comfort. renjun couldn't help but cast a longing look in your direction whenever he saw you. he was torn between regret and fear that he might have already ruined his chance.

meanwhile, his confession has been replaying in your mind. the idea of him reciprocating your feelings caught you off guard; it was something you never saw coming. after some contemplation, it became apparent to you that renjun really felt apologetic and was filled with remorse. could it be that he genuinely likes you? even if that was the case, you're still unsure whether it's the right move to start something with him.

maybe i should stop overthinking this.

you took a deep breath before releasing a loud sigh, unaware that the boy who had been occupying your thoughts, stood right in front of you.

“y/n,” you looked up to see renjun. you waited for him to speak, but it seemed like he was having a mental struggle, debating whether to say what was on his mind. he mustered up the courage to ask if you were willing to give him a chance. staring at him with an unreadable expression, he didn't know how to interpret the situation. was it a bad time to talk?

“why?” you finally asked. although renjun was hesitant, he answered.

“i was wondering if you already thought about what i said? i mean… i can wait if you’re still thinking about it.”

“if i say no, are you going to leave me alone?” your heart sank a little when his face fell. he didn't respond right away.

“well, if that’s what you want, i guess i would have to…”

“renjun,”

“yeah?”

“let’s give it a try.” his expression became hopeful.

“really?”

“yes. you said you liked me back, i’ll hold onto that for now. i just hope you won’t let me down.”

“i won’t.” a smile spread across his face as he enveloped you in a tight embrace. returning the hug, you savored the comforting feeling of his arms around you. "thank you for taking a chance on me," he said, the sincerity evident in his words and the embrace.

“i’m happy for them, i really am. but watching these two stare at each other lovingly is sickening.” giselle said, faking disgust.

“at least they’re just staring… you wouldn’t believe how clingy renjun gets when they’re at the dorm.” chenle remarked, your friends swiftly turned their heads around.

“spill.”

“he’s always attached to her, literally. there’s no other way to describe it.”

“huh… i thought it would be the other way around.”

“yeah, no. but i guess that’s just right, considering he didn’t give her the best treatment at first.”

giselle and karina chuckled at the revelation. intrigued by the dynamic between you and renjun.

"love can do wonders, huh?" jaemin grinned, nudging jeno.

"guess he learned his lesson," karina added, raising an eyebrow. "who would've thought?"

as the group watched the both of you, they exchanged knowing looks. it was obvious that renjun had gone through some changes, moving from his initial standoffish ways to being glued to the person he wasn't so kind to initially.

“i have the dorm all to myself this weekend.” you raised your brow at him.

“and what are you insinuating?”

“you know…” he continued with a suggestive look.

“i’m studying for finals week," you deadpanned.

“which is exactly what i’m suggesting. i find myself more productive when i’m with you.”

“quite the contrary. we don’t get anything done when we study together.”

“don't you want my hugs and kisses?” he pouted.

“not when i’m busy trying to finish school-related activities.”

“fine, i’ll behave.”

“you always say that. i don’t believe you anymore.”

“maybe i’ll be less clingy if you pay more attention to me. you’re always busy, you don’t have time for your boyfriend.”

“renjun, unlike you, i have to put in extra effort into studying to get good grades. i’m not as smart as you are.”

“excuses.” you rolled your eyes.

“you’re so adorable,” you cooed, grabbing his face for a quick peck. “i never imagined you to be the touchy and clingy type.”

“baby, there are a lot of things you don’t know about me.”

“like what?” you inquired with a playful smile.

“like how great i am at using my hands to make someone feel really good,” he whispered in a lower voice.

“oh?” you raised an eyebrow, smirking playfully.

“yeah. apparently, i give one heck of a shoulder massage,” you burst out laughing at his endearing silliness. the sound of your laughter made renjun pause and smile, as he took his time to observe you. suddenly, he felt an overwhelming surge of happiness. taking your hand gently in his, he pressed a tender kiss to your fingertips, capturing your attention and prompting you to look at him.

"you make me feel the happiest. i love you," he confessed, the sincerity resonating in his words.

your stomach flipped, the euphoria of hearing those three words from him for the first time washing over you. then it hit you- the unexpected journey with renjun had led you to a place you never envisioned. he, too, held the key to your happiness.

“i love you too.” you closed the distance between you two and your lips met his. as he wrapped an arm around your waist, you let yourself fall to his embrace, deepening the kiss.

renjun was met with the realization that while you fell for him first, he descended later, but with an intensity that surpassed a thousand falls.

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polarisjisung · 5 months

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MAKEUP, MAKE OUT

synopsis: somewhere between testing eyeshadow palettes and mascara wands, renjun tests the prospect of loving you

wc: 1k

pairings: best friend!renjun × fem!reader

genre: fluff

warnings: none (I hope)

notes: not proofread so there's bound to be some typos

As renjun finds you positioned between his legs, tapping a light brown shade of shimmer over his eyelids, he can't help but wonder how he'd explain the situation should anybody walk in.

How could he explain the fact that his best friend was quite literally seated on his bed straddling him, so close that from any other perspective you'd look at least half way into a heated makeout session, perhaps something more.

Your hot breath fanning his neck, and his own two eyes helplessly trailing over your soft features, he couldn't bring himself to look away. Each and every time he'd find his gaze falling upon your lips, a deep shade of pink. He wanted to kiss you, he realises.

Best friends didn't do that.

Renjun wonders why the thought even comes into mind or why today was the day, despite your countless other attempts at getting him to agree to let you do his makeup, that he'd said yes.

Though he doesn't have to search particularly far for the answer when you tell him to keep still for the nth time

"stay still jun, ugh, nana would've been a much more compliant client"

Renjun could barely stand the thought of you looking jaemin's way, let alone being half as close as you were with him right now, with those long lashes of na jaemin's, that girls would always fawn over, fluttering so prettily in front of you.

"nana huh" he scoffs, great, you're on a nickname basis now

"so moody" you roll your eyes, somehow still smiling down at the boy who wore a frown on his lips, "you're lucky you look pretty" you laugh.

Your laugh is loud, not in an obnoxious sort of way, but in an unapologetically you sort of way, that renjun loved to hear, knowing you opted for softer, quieter and nowhere near as genuine laughs in public. Some part of him glad that this was a laugh only reserved for him.

"you're saying I need makeup to look pretty?" renjun wonders if you can notice the pink creeping up across his face and spreading over his cheeks, hoping you'd think it was simply the blush you had applied a little earlier.

"of course not, I think you're the prettiest right when you wake up" you don't mean to let it slip, a small piece of information you would've liked to think he could have lived without knowing, softly patting the powder against his skin.

"well I think you're pretty all the time" his lips turn upwards slightly, his hands finding your waist "my pretty girl"

you barely seem to notice as he whispers under his breath, too focused on deciding which lips colour would suit him best, the slight crinkle of your brows no less than adorable

Like every best friend had, he'd thought of the possibility of more, with great consideration.

He'd thought about how walking around with your fingers intertwined rather than an arm lazily thrown over your shoulder might've felt, how introducing you as his girlfriend instead of a girl friend could make his heart leap out of his chest and perhaps most importantly how the thought of seeing you with someone else had him balling up his fists and grinding his own teeth against each other.

He knew he liked you, it hadn't been hard to admit to himself, but somehow it didn't seem so easy with you.

"renjun?" you call for the nth time, "which one do you think is better?" you alternate between the two tubes of liquid lipstick, "one or two?" but yet again, renjun seems to be in his own world, eyes glued onto you and yet somehow he's not listening to you at all.

"jun, you're staring" you wave an arm in front of him

he wonders where he'd given up trying to hide how he felt for you, a lazy smirk lining his lips,

"I am" this time, pulling you closer by the belt loops of your jeans, so your chest is flush against his "my pretty girl"

you hum, reaching for a soft brown lip liner

"what are we?" he asks before you can connect the pencil to his lips, shiny eyes causing your breath to catch in your throat

"best friends"

and for the first time ever, renjun finds himself absolutely loathing the confident tone of your voice. How after all these intimate moments, and far too many not so best friend like thoughts did you not see a thing

"have you ever thought about more?" you're scared to nod, but your head moves faster than you can let out the word no and suddenly it seems honesty is the best policy

"I don't think we've been just best friends for a while now" renjun smiles as the words fall from your lips, music to his ears

"then let me ask you again, what are we?"

"you know what we are jun" your voice is softer than before, an airiness to it that renjun finds himself basking in the warmth of.

"I want— no I need you to say it" his voice has reduced to whispers now, lips centimetres apart

"what if I showed you instead"

his thumb traced over you bottom lip, a soft "okay" muttered under his breath as his hands reached up to cup your face, your lips pressed against his in an instant.

he smiles against your lips, another kiss pressed to your lips before he forces himself back.

"you have no idea how much I've been waiting for this moment" he begins to pepper soft kisses across your face, finally leaning in again, this time taking your bottom lip between his teeth.

You wouldn't dare let him pull away, your breaths deep and rushed as you find your fingers tangled in his soft brown hair, strawberry lips perfectly locked with your own.

but when you do take a moment to breathe, your eyes land on a starry-eyed huang renjun staring up at you, looking like the prettiest mess you'd ever seen.

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taexoxosgf · 2 months

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If ur requests are open can i request a renjun smut??

i'm so mad i couldn't find some fics on my old recs smh

full fic + smut

Soulmatch™ — App-grade your love life! [ love app au ]

Wrong for you [ friends to lovers ]

high waisted shorts [ strangers to lovers au ]

Huang renjun and the MUGGLEBORN [ pureblood ravenclaw!renjun + muggleborn ravenclaw!y/n ]

One Foot in the Golden Life [ rich kid!renjun x caddie!reader ]

love station [ strangers to roommates to friends to lovers ]

smut

quiet down [ bodyswap-ish AU, sex shop worker reader ]

not the same [ crush!renjun x fem!reader ]

dirty laundry [ roommate renjun x fem!reader ]

paint me naked [ Painter! Renjun x Muse! Reader ]

DON'T FUCK YOUR ROOMMATE [ roommate renjun x fem!reader ]

handle me [ customer!renjun x stripper!reader ]

KINKTOBER DAY 26 — COCKWARMING [ renjun x fem!reader ]

To taste the forbidden fruit [ friends to lovers ]

bad habits [ established relationship ]

in a king-size, say i’m your queen [ prince!renjun ]

untitled [ renjun x fem!reader ]

backstage [ idol!renjun x idol!reader ]

all i ever wanted [ friends to lovers ]

meet me on the rooftop [ idol!renjun x staff member!reader ]

kinktober day 01 [ established relationship, Capnolagnia ]

stolen [ store detective!renjun x shoplifter!reader ]

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onyourhyuck · 9 months

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Bad Habits. | H.RJ

— Prologue: “You have no idea, how long I’ve been wanting to do this.”

— Summary: Your boyfriend Renjun offered to blow dry your wet hair, what could go wrong?

— Genre: Smut. Smut. Smut. Boyfriend!Renjun. Kind of cute. Renjun has an obsession to kiss y/n’s neck. Blowdrying hair. Protected sex. Renjun’s love for y/n’s chest. Teasing. Soft mild choking. Fingering receiving (f) Consensual. many many climaxes. Nickname used ‘Baby’ a lot.

— Notes: I might be in my renjun smut era rn.

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You let the hot water run down your back all the way from your short thick hair. You enjoy the warmth and the steam building in the bathroom. It’s always nice to come home and have a relaxing evening showering especially after such a stressful day at work. Your boyfriend, Renjun, prepared the shower for you actually. He let it ran so you can have the hot water running. He even got the towel and clothes ready and then he left to let you have your own privacy and time to shower properly. Renjun loves to do a lot of things for you even though you don’t ask him to do anything he just ends up doing it for you anyways.

You tend to appreciate these small gestures the most whenever you’re feeling drained and tired. You don’t really like to show or express that you’re having a hard time. So when your boyfriend can sense your feelings through your moods you find it easier to show you’re struggling.

Your job can be very time consuming which then puts a slight strain on your relationship with Renjun. He wants to do many things with you but your job tends to prevent that. You’re a very dedicated worker to your job.

You may love your job but sometimes it can be hard to keep up with it. Even if it is just paperwork. It’s still a lot to do even if people assume at first thay papers aren’t that much of a hard thing to do. It’s more or less time consuming.

Either way you’re home now and you don’t want to think about work anymore so you finish your shower and head out with the towel wrapped around you. You would change in the bedroom. You take your time applying body lotion and then your own skin care routine on your face. You need to moisturise your skin with the products you bought. Once the pyjamas embrace your beautiful curvy figure you sat down on the bed looking in the mirror. You feel refreshed from the shower. Renjun really was right it did help you feel better. As if the weight was lifted off your chest.

The bedroom door opens with Renjun peeking in a little and when he saw you and your damp hair he tilts his head a little. “You still haven’t blow dry your hair Y/n. You’ll get sick if you leave it like this.” You heard him say with a small nagging voice but you didn’t mind it.

You knew he cared for your well-being slightly more than you do for yourself. You gently roll your eyes. “I’ll get on it now then.” You stand up to get the box out with the hairdryer however a hand stops you from moving any further from the bed.

Renjun shakes his head. “I’ll do it for you.” He then said getting the box out putting it next to you on your bed and you look up with a little smile. He really doesn’t want you to work too much at home knowing you’re tired. “Can i blow dry your hair for you?”

Now he was asking you with something glistening behind his eyes and you’re not sure what that was. It almost resembles a fallen star in his eyes that you saw glisten away. Your expression of surprise makes Renjun feel like his words took you to another level of comfort and happiness when he asked if he could blow dry your hair for you. It’s like you didn’t expect him to go the extra mile for you. Renjun would do anything if it can mean you didn’t have to do anything. Heck. He would do everything and you can just be taken care of like the princess you are. Renjun wouldn’t want it any other way for you.

You take a while to figure out what to say but you reckon you can just give him a nod and he would take it as a yes. “Sure you can.” You say with a small shy smile. You never really had anyone drying your hair for you so this might be an experience you think. Renjun saw your permission and his face lit up.

It’s like he’s been waiting to do this for you before. Renjun plugs everything in. The blow dry device powers up and Renjun softly runs his hands through your wet short damp hair. He enjoys to run his hand through it because of how silky and thick it feels when it’s dry. But when it’s wet it’s a clump that he still find’s beautiful. Every inch of you feels responsible for the way his love grows for you even more. Renjun was only bewitched when the cold wet hair slides down the fingers as he starts to now turn on the hairdryer. The hot air blows your hair in different directions, his hands slid up to your roots and down the edges of your strands.

Your eyes close in the pleasant breeze that feels like a valley passing in your mind. The sensation of someone else stirring the arms rotating around the hot air to your damp hair as their fingers slip like growing spring around your scalp makes you feel some type of way; relaxation? Maybe. Perhaps it was the fact that you feel like you are being treated with care. The way your boyfriend’s wrist was so gently when it moved and pushed your hair aside to get every part of your hair to dry up and not be wet from your shower.

It felt too good. You never thought a simple thing like this could make you feel even more at home than you already were feeling like.

Renjun might be your home. Maybe he makes home feel like home to you now.

Your boyfriend smiles when he saw your smiling expression as your eyes were closed shut enjoying how his hands feel around your scalp trying to massage every area so they can dry up. He doesn’t want you to go to bed with damp hair at all. It’s not the most comfortable thing either. Nor is it healthy. Renjun’s smile mimics yours and he cannot help but watch and observe you. He takes every chance to admire you no matter what even when you’re not looking at him, that’s when Renjun takes his opportunity the most.

The eyes fell down like a marble stone falling on the ground between two drainages pipes when he saw the sight of your beautiful glowing neck. In his eyes he feels like this was his favourite part of you. Your neck. Renjun might have a slight admiration for it to the point it might be like he has a massive crush on it. Not because of how beautiful it looks. It’s because he knows how much it gets you going with a rollercoaster of emotions.

The most simplest of touches he could do to your neck would feel like he had you pinned against a brick wall. That’s how much you react whenever your neck comes into contact with something.

Renjun love it though. He can smell your hair and your body lotion you applied from your neckline. He was very close and it makes his heartbeat a little knowing you’re relaxing right now and he’s here trying to not get any urges and thoughts right there and then.

You look too irresistible to not be kissed though. Renjun eventually said screw it in his head and when your hair was a little more dry now, his lips found a way around the back of your nape and placing a small kiss on it. The small kiss was very soft and noticeable. It feels like lavender sprouting from the roots.

Then the kiss on the nape turns into more kisses on the sides of your neckline and then eventually spreading even more across your neck to the front which had your heart skipping a beat from the first pointer kiss he did.

Your voice came out a little better though slight hitch to the tone which your boyfriend took heard notice of. “Renjun…?”

It was a mixture of confusion and surprise. Renjun kissed now a little more deeply but still keeping the relaxed vibe you guys are in. The whole bedroom had a very chill atmosphere and he wasn’t doing anything too much to scare you off. He knows you’re tired. Renjun can feel it on your body muscles. They’re finally relaxed and no longer tense, he wouldn’t want to do anything else than to have you feel loved in the moment.

All Renjun was thinking about was how pretty you sound when he continued to kiss you. He travels up kissing your jawline as he’s still sitting behind you with the warm hairdryer on his lap attached to the nearby plug on the wall next to your bed that you both are on.

He whispers to your ear as he gently and lovingly placed a kiss on it too. “You have no idea, how long I’ve been wanting to do this.”

Your boyfriend drag alongside your neck his lips whispering series of sweet nothings. The sequences had you rolling your tongue at the top of your mouth roof when he pressed another sweet and peppering kiss on your smooth skin. “To kiss and to be close to you like this… I’ve missed you.”

Your body betrays you quickly knowing it was your boyfriend making you feel this way, so out of breath as if you ran for miles upon miles. It was one of those things that your body could never get used to. Renjun’s kisses, words, the way he spoke to you with the tone of his voice. It’s too much you found yourself loving it all too well.

You found yourself giving in too quickly than you’d like to imagine. It wasn’t long till Renjun’s lips kissed the corner of your lips which then made you fully engulf yourself in kissing him back now. You closed your eyes and breathed in as he lets out a sigh practically groaning now that you kissed him. It felt so foreign to him nowadays. It’s been too long than he’d like to admit since he kissed you like this. You pull yourself around and Renjun’s hands slither round your waist dragging you across the bed as you let him pull you down on your back, the kiss never once breaking away.

It’s been too long because you swore you neglected him to the point he didn’t give you a single break from the kiss. It was too long that it had your face feeling like you might melt like magma. Or until the point you’re seeing stars written on the ceiling. Renjun nibbles quietly on your bottom lip while finally he pulls to give you a fresh new look on his face as he saw your eyes closing to regain back your view. You were too close to nearly passing out from the lack of oxygen he stole from you.

But he pulls at the right minute to keep you asking for more. To keep you guessing for more. Renjun lowers himself down just above your chest as he kissed your cheek now beginning to ask you. “Baby do you think i have to stretch you out? It’s been too long since we did it.” He lets his eyes practically eat you alive when he’s watching your body like this. You let out a soft groan, his hands run down your spine and under your shirt ready to strip it away from your wonderful figure.

Renjun’s bad habit is definitely not being able to be patient enough for you. When he wants something he needs it immediately. You’re one of those things that Renjun cannot be patient for enough because he wants to experience it with you. And let you experience him as much as possible too. This might be the result of his feelings for you however, they’re far too intense you can barely stand in front of him.

You groan in reply. “Maybe stretch me out with your fingers.” Your hands slip off your lower pyjamas and Renjun took the host pleasure to position his finger around your straps to the panties and slid them down to your ankles. He smiles looking down at your pussy region as he strums his thumb on your clit before pushing in the index finger now. He saw you bite your bottom lip already and Renjun can feel how tight you are. He definitely needed to stretch you out. It felt too much already that you feel like consuming all of Renjun’s pleasure. Renjun didn’t stop until he at least give you one orgasm by his fingers. He never continues and puts you above himself too.

Even though he is very impatient he’s never impatient when it comes to putting you first above his own pleasure and needs.

You felt your eyes clench around the ceiling above as you’re feeling the pleasure reach to your own bones. It pulses you to leak and now your own high washed over you. Renjun was satisfied to hear you moaning his name and practically plead him to already take you. He whispers reaching with his face to kiss your own mouth again. “You did so well for me, baby.”

You’re so weak to him and his praise.

Your boyfriend slips himself inside your folds and your heat once he put on the condom wrapping around his shaft that pumps inside and outside of your velvety bars has him feeling like he was on cloud nine. Your expression was scrunching up as you reach enlightenment with your boyfriend thrusting inside and outside of you in such graceful ways. Renjun’s pelvis reaches your inner thighs as he grabs around your waist wrapping his arms on your back as he pulls you closer to the lavishing light he caused your body to feel. This feeling couldn’t be described in words just like how Renjun cannot describe such a perfect girl like you beneath him getting her hole fixed with his cock deep inside you looking so incredibly beautiful.

How can anyone compare to you? No one can.

Renjun vows you’re going to get him hooked more and more. Your folds squeezing and squelch which has his eyes roll and your boyfriend slips out a groan between your perky breasts as he licks round his tongue teasingly around the very top. “Do you feel good baby? Is this what you needed after a long day of work?” He spoke so kindly though his body wasn’t matching it. Your body was squished between his ruthless thrusts.

You neglected him for too long because you can feel this was almost like his way of releasing all the pent up frustrations.

You bury your head further into your pillow as your spine arches like a bridge. Renjun loves when you do this between his fast and jabbing thrusts. It feels like you were feeling everything tan times more intensely. Your lips fell apart like ice. “S-So good… oh please don’t stop.” You now plead.

You’re not sure why you’re pleading because your boyfriend wasn’t planning to stop anyways.

You must’ve been seeing stars when your many orgasms has been approaching. Perhaps you already came too many times you didn’t even realise it. It was so good that Renjun must’ve had your hole screaming at him to slow down but he couldn’t as he was taking everything in too fast with his brain.

Your hands clench in a balling fist and your toes curl when Renjun whispers to your ears. “You know this is your fault I’m acting like this.” Your eyes widen when he told you it’s your reasoning for all of this happening and you wanted to speak, but the many moans you swallowed came out.

He trails down the kisses from the forehead and down your temples. “You wanna know why? Because you’re my Bad Habit.”

Your neck was looking too good from the angle he was in pushing inside of you deeply where he knew you had limitless space. His hands sweep their way in holding and caressing your neck as he continues to thrust within your pussy that you find yourself getting addicted to how his cock was making you feel; utterly weak and high.

You are the very bad habit he has. Renjun cannot do anything without you anymore and it’s all because of you making it hard not to fall in love with you even more.

He blames you for this, he cannot get enough now. It was like a trap all along and Renjun was your fallen victim. You clench around his shaft as he said this. He reminds you how deep his love is for you and your eyes dilate when you feel his member twitch deeply within your folds.

Through the condom fabric you sense a filling packet now and you just knew he had a sudden climax when Renjun hung his head between your shoulders. He took a moment to final thrust within you and his voice was breaking like a broken tape on record player.

He grunts and you feel his hands tighten around the embrace has you inside as if you were his precious jewel.

“Fuck fuck fuck…” You heard your boyfriend say quietly as the voice was trembling by how good you consumed him all.

You feel Renjun letting out a deeply mournful sigh full of enchanting pleasure when he pulls out off you with the condom. You watch him wrap it up and he looks back at you finding your gaze to be watery and dilated pupils, it makes you look like a princess in his eyes though.

He could tell he did a good job pleasuring you and it makes him proud. And your beauty never leaves no matter what state you’re in.

You whisper. “I’m your bad habit?” You let out a little giggle though because you find yourself liking that you’re his bad habit in a way.

Renjun grins leaning down. “Mhm that you are.” You watch him hover above your figure now as you guys were resting now with your steady heartbeats returning to their normal pace. He looks down at your kissable lips and so he lowers down only a little to give it a peck. You hear him speak as he did this. “You’re all my Bad Habits.”

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heesopretty · 2 months

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pairings: nct dream x fem!reader

warnings: fluff , silly little jokes , jokes about marriage & children

notes: these r either rlly sweet or insane

the dreamies when you’re burnt out from work ☕️

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daydreamingyuta · 28 days

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[2:34 am] | Renjun

summary: fluff, drabble, dad!renjun comforting your daughter after she has a nightmare. wc: 400 a/n: Happy Renjun Day!! 💚

Soft sniffles from your youngest daughter wake you from a deep sleep. Renjun was already up and tending to her, wrapping her in his arms and wiping the tears away. “It was just a dream, nothing bad is going to get you sweetheart.”

His soothing words calm her down quickly, and she raises her arms signifying that she is ready to be taken back to bed. Renjun lifts her up and starts out the door, neither noticing that she dropped her favorite plushie, a bear that her uncle Haechan had gifted her when she was born. You move the bed covers to the side and pick up the bear, knowing that she can’t sleep without it.

When you make it to her room, you find them both laying in her bed, Renjun in the middle of a bedtime story. Your appearance disturbs his story though when your daughter's eyes meet yours. “Mommy!” She says happily, clearly having forgotten all about her nightmare.

You make your way over to the other side of the bed, laying down and kissing your daughter on the cheek. “You dropped your bear.” Her eyes widened, shocked that she could have forgotten about her precious plushie for even a second. She gladly takes it from you and hugs it tightly. You and your husband exchange glances, Renjun making a ‘sorry I woke you’ face while you shake your head assuring him that it’s fine.

He continues with the bedtime story as you and your daughter both close your eyes to listen to the story better. You must have been more tired than you realized, because you fell asleep almost as soon as you closed your eyes.

The next thing you know, your daughter is fast asleep while Renjun gently kisses you on your temple, waking you up. You were about to get up, but you were stopped by Renjun sliding both arms under you and lifting you up bridal style. Luckily, you hold in the laugh you wanted to let out. Instead you flash a huge smile at your husband, “You’re carrying me to bed too?”

“Of course, gotta take care of both of my girls.” At that, you allow your head to rest on his shoulder as he brings you all the way back to your bedroom. He sets you down and brings the covers over you, kissing you one last time before getting under the sheets himself.

#happy renjun day!#renjun #nct #fluff #k-pop #nct dream #renjun x y/n #renjun x you #renjun x reader #drabble #imagine #nct scenarios #fanfiction #fanfic

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g0ldenzinnie · 6 months

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Halloween dates x NCT Dream

P.1

Couple: Nct Dream x fem!reader

Genre: Fluff, suggestive (specially with Jeno, it’s just that I found him so hot), halloween.

Word Count: 2,6k

Mark x Carving pumpkins

“I think I’m doing it wrong” Your boyfriend says in panic with the pumpkin filling in his hand. You smile at him for how cute he looks and take his hand. “Calm down, you’re doing fine. Just drop this here.” You guide him to drop the stuffing into the bowl. Mark makes a face of disgust as he feels the stuff of the vegetable in his hand, you again laugh at him. “It was your idea.” You reminded him.

He called you saying that he wanted to do something fun for Halloween. Obviously, you thought it would be something like dressing up in a couple costumes or watching scary movies. So when he showed up with two pumpkins at your apartment saying surprise, your face definitely was an expression of surprise. After an hour, your pumpkins were looking quite well for being your first time. You decided to go for a horrifying face, instead of your boyfriend, who went for a more cute look.

“I know, but I thought it was going to be more like, you know… cleaner” You wipe his hand with the kitchen cloth that was on the table, and continue with your pumpkin. Mark sulky, cause you let go of his hand, decides to go behind, wrapping his arms around you in a hug. His nose was smelling your cologne in the crook of your neck, leaving a hot breath along the way. “I think the heart eyes need a little touch” You say trying to focus on your work, but the presence of your boyfriend behind you was a big obstacle. “I think that can wait” He says with a raspy voice in your ear, to later start kissing your cheek. His hands were exploring your stomach and waist without any shame. Feeling ticklish against his touch. You sigh and turn your face to give him a little kiss on the lips. “Baby, I love you. But I don't want my kitchen to look like a farm with all this pumpkin filling” You say, pointing at the mess you two had in the table and kitchen counters. He separates from you to take your pumpkin and put it in front of his face. “Show me affection, or I’ll curse you” He says, which was supposed to be a creepy voice, but you just found him more cute. You took your creation off his hands and placed a kiss on his cheek. “I am showing you affection.”

He pouts and crosses his arms. “C’mon, the faster we move, the faster we finish. Besides your pumpkin it's better than mine” You state. Mark smiles at you shyly, looking at his pumpkin with heart eyes and a wide smile. “You think?” He asks you with joy. You tease him, saying, "Not really." He shows you a face of pure betrayal, as if you had broken his heart into a million pieces. Then out of nowhere, you suddenly felt a wet material in your discovered arm. You drop a gasp watching the filling of the pumpkin covering your arm and shirt. “Meany” Mark says as a little kid, like he literally didn't just launch you the remains of a vegetable. “You’re the meany” You say, doing the exact same thing, aiming in his neck and chest. His mouth opens in outrage, and his gaze reflects pure mischief. As you know your boyfriend so well, you start walking backwards. “I'm sorry, I'm sorry!” You scream, laughing while you run away from Mark with his handful of pumpkins.

You reach the living room before he drops you on the couch, wrapping his arms against your waist. Likewise, you're trying to beat him up, screaming at him to get off. But with his legs around your body, he forces you to stay on the couch. Now that you were under him, helpless, he took his time to fill your face with pumpkin. “Gross!” You whine, shaking your head but smiling. You free your hand to stain him as well, and he laughs trying to remove it. “Babe, that's disgusting” “You started it” He smiles at you, then this becomes a grin, realizing how you were positioned. Your perfect body laying on the couch, impotent by his legs around your body. Your face was full of pumping, but your face reflected that smile of yours, that made Mark lose his balance. You never looked so beautiful.

He leans over to you, giving you a slow and soft kiss. You follow him, deepening the kiss with your tongue moving to his lips. He reacts quickly and opens his mouth for you. Touching the side of your body with his hands full of the vegetable, but at this point it didn’t matter to you. “Baby, what about the pumpkins?” He asks you in his lips. “It can wait” You say before attacking his lips again.

Renjun x Halloween Makeup

“Can I see now?” You ask, trying to look in the mirror you had in front of you, but Renjun quickly covers your vision with his body. “Focus on me.” He orders, putting his hand in your chin, to continue with his work. You try to hide your smile, when you see him being this bossy. His eyebrows were furrowed, and his gaze full of concentration to every feature of your face. You have been sitting there for an hour, but Renjun didn’t seem tired or bored. It was different for him since he was standing. But when you offered to take a break, he refused because he didn’t want you to see his work yet.

And to think this all started in the same bed, with the two of you scrolling in your phones. You were on Pinterest and he was on TikTok. As it was Halloween, you were looking for costume ideas. Suddenly, you see a beautiful makeup look of Avatar. Renjun and your favorite movie. You thought it would be a good idea to try, but then you remember that your makeup skills were zero. “I wish I knew how to do makeup.” You said spontaneously, attracting your boyfriend's attention. He saw the photo of the girl and leaned his head. “I could do it” He stated confidently. So after that, you bought the items you needed, got home and sat on the bedroom bed, with Renjun between your legs.

“I just want to know if my boyfriend's work is paying off.” You say, watching him pass a brush in your forehead. He gives you an indignant face, leaning backwards. “You don’t trust my artistic skills?” You rolled your eyes and took his waist with your hands. “I do. You're the only person who could make me beautiful.” He turns annoyed and sighs, stepping backwards. “How many times do I have to say it? You are beautiful” He did tell you that many times. It wasn't like you wanted him to say it. You genuinely thought of yourself as someone regular. But to Renjun you were a piece of art that needed more recognition. You just nod and try to bring him closer. He shakes his head, putting his hands on your shoulders to keep you away. “Say it” You lean your head confused, but Renjun just gives you that gaze when something bothers him, because it’s so obvious. So you roll your eyes and say softly, “I’m pretty”. Renjun points at you with the brush and makes a gesture for you to speak louder. “Oh god, I’m pretty!” You say fed up. He smiles triumphantly and moves over, for you to finally see yourself in the mirror. “I think now you can finally see it.”

You stay still for a while, processing how beautiful you look. You weren’t completely covered in blue, like everyone thought you would be when you told them. Haechan literally dropped on the floor laughing, when you said to him what you were planning to do. Thinking you were going to look like Renjun when he dressed up as a smurf. This was different. Only the edges of your forehead were painted with blue, with the blue lines coming out very detailed. He also painted your eyes with different shades of blue. Little white dots were covering your nose and forehead, and your nose was a little blue in the bone. “Wow” you say, amazed by the impeccable work of Renjun. Your boyfriend sits beside you in the bed, giving you an “I told you” look. “I think now you say, thank you.” He says, mocking you with the brush in your face. You take it away, angry because of his reaction. But in the end you smile, you can't get mad at him. “Thank you Renjun. It's perfect.” He nods, giving you a grin in the process. “I know”

You sigh, unbelieving the confidence he had. You shove him off the bed, and he falls on the ground. But quickly, he grabs your arm for you to fall on top of him. You yell at him and start tickling, since you know he hates it. He starts to defend himself, but it is hopeless. “Ok, ok, I give up!” He screams defeated. You stop, smiling, feeling more victorious than ever. Now that things were calm, you finally see his face. Looking at you with care, analytic. Like he always did. He couldn’t understand how beautiful you were. He puts his hand on your cheek, caressing it with his thumb. “I see you” You smile at him and do the same with your hand. “I see you”

Jeno x Scary movies

Trying to enter the apartment, with grocery bags in your hand, was a lot more difficult than you thought. It was 4:45 PM, so you still had time to prepare for the party you and Jeno were hosting. Well, you weren’t considering a party. It was just some friends of Jeno and some of yours. You close the door behind you and go to the kitchen. The department was silent, so you figured Jeno hadn't got home. Still, you asked to be secure. “Baby?” You look in the hallway expecting to see something, but you see and hear nothing. You start to take out the things in the bags and accommodate them in the cabinets. That’s when you hear a sound coming from behind you. You turn around and see nothing. “Jeno?” You ask with a scared tone. The apartment was dark, even in the morning, so the atmosphere was even scarier. But you were not going to be intimidated by Jeno. Not when he could be here, helping you. You go around the kitchen island to go find him, or whatever the source of that sound was. “Jeno, I don’t care if it's Halloween, you are going to help me, you’ll like it or not '' You say walking first to your bedroom. And there you find him. “Sorry baby, I don’t think I’m in conditions.”

Jeno was in bed without his shirt on, covered in blankets, being a sweating mess. His hair was wet and stuck on his forehead. His body was shivering because of the cold, but you knew it was hot. And his face was pale as a ghost. Your boy had a flu. “Shit, Jeno.” You say, hurrying to his side, kneeling beside the bed. “What happened?” He closes his eyes, and tries to smile through the pain. “It started in the morning. I didn’t want to bother you.” You try to protest, but he stops you by putting his hand on your face. “You looked so calm baby, and I know you had sleeping problems lately, so I went to work earlier. But it got worse, so they sent me home.” You purse your lips, shaking your head in disbelief. You gently punch his arm. “You are an idiot.” Jeno gives you that smile that comes with his eyes. “I’m a sick idiot now.” You laugh and kiss his cheek. “Stay here.” You go to the bathroom and wet a towel. Then go to him and put it on his forehead. He tries to take it out for discomfort, but you insist. “Don’t be a baby.” He pouts his lips when he hears you. “But I’m your baby” You rub his arms to give him comfort. “Yeah, you are. Now be a good baby, and stay tight while I cook you some soup. Okay?” He nods and you stand up. But then Jeno realized something. He grabs your arm quickly. “What about the party?” You sight, thinking it through. You couldn’t receive guests with Jeno state, besides you weren’t at a party mode anyway. “Let’s cancel it.” “But baby, it’s Halloween. You love Halloween.” He sits on the bed, wrapping his arms around your waist, with his head pressing against your stomach. It’s true, Halloween was your favorite holiday. Every year, you wanted to do something fun and special, since you loved it so much. But the boy, whose body was a hundred degrees hot, was more special to you. You kiss his head and lead him to the bed. “I love you more. Also, we can still do something. Jisung gave us his HBO account, remember? We can have a marathon of scary movies.” He smiles at you while rubbing your arms with his fingers. “But no popcorn for you. It’s not good for your throat.” He makes a groan, sulky. You laugh at his reaction, and get close to give him a kiss. “I love you” His lips were pouted, but he still murmured an “I love you too.” You covered him well in the blankets and went to the kitchen to make your famous chicken soup.

In the way, you also call your friends to let them know that the party was canceled. Most of them understood, but Chenle still wanted to go to the house to hang out. You hung up before he could beg you. After a while everything was ready. You went with the soup and the popcorn on a tray to the bedroom. Jeno was half asleep, but when he saw you his face illuminated, even if he was pale as paper. You gave him the soup carefully to not burn him. But he just looked at you foolishly. “How is it that you are so beautiful?” He says looking at you, gawking. You just smile and continue to give him his soup. When you finish, you get in the bed, to start watching the movies.

You first start with The Purge, since it was your favorite. You start to cuddle, with you being the big spoon. During the movie, Jeno tries to take out popcorn, but you smack his hand in the process. He starts to whine about it, and since you found it so cute, you give him some. Then in the middle of the movie, Jeno turns his body to you, to be the big spoon. You tried to stop him, since you wanted to take care of him, but he insisted. While watching the movie, he starts to caress your arm with his fingers. You don’t do anything since you thought it was an innocent move. But then, his nose starts poking your cheek and his lips pressing against your neck. “Focus on the movie.” You say, tapping his hand. “This is more interesting.” He starts to deepen the kisses on your neck. For sure, a mark would appear later. Your breathing became heavier, and your skin became hotter. “Jeno, you’re sick.” He already was giving you kisses on your shoulder, pushing your shirt down to feel your skin. “Treat me well then.” His hands were on your stomach, pushing you towards him. You could feel his bare and hot chest against your back. And something growing in your lower back. “Let me love you.” The movie was long forgotten.

Happy Halloween 🎃🧡

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ohmygs-blog · 1 year

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hiii, i discovered your blog not so long ago and i just can say i love your work! can i please request enemies to lovers texts with renjun or mark? thank you!!! 💗

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ

thank u so much!! 🤍🤍☹️

! renjun enemies to lovers

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yeoosaangg · 6 months

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Jealousy || Kinktober - Day 20

pairing ▸ huang renjun × f!reader

now playing ▸ jealousy - always never

⤷ ❝addicted to this jealousy, the fire in my heart is everything.❞

genre ▸ non-idol au, established relationship, smut

warnings ▸ edging, degradation, spanking, restraints, slapping, rough pegging, praise, mommy kink

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It's a dangerous game Renjun is playing.

He knows you're watching from across the dance floor. That's exactly what he wants.

You curl your fingers around a glass of bourbon, chugging the drink as you watch how the woman in front of him drags her nails across his chest.

He leans into the touch, waiting for you to do something, anything, but you don't.

Instead, you simply turn around and ignore his presence altogether. The worst form of punishment you can give a bratty sub is no punishment at all.

Renjun loves getting punished, so you'd rather not give him what he wants. Especially not when he's purposely provoking your jealousy.

So you order another drink, chugging that one as well.

Renjun frowns when he glances at you. He doesn't like being ignored. So he takes the woman's hand and guides her to the area of the dance floor right next to you.

She grazes her fingers around his neck, chest against his along to the beat of the music.

You still don't turn around.

So Renjun huffs, turning the woman around so he can grind against her ass. This was too dangerous, even for him, but he doesn't care.

He will get a reaction out of you.

The woman moans loud, catching your attention. You turn around in curiosity only for your skin to burn in rage. He knows ths right buttons to push.

But all you do is snicker and take another sip as Renjun practically fucks the whore in front of you.

You know he doesn't like it. He'd rather be in her position, against your chest while you sneak your hands down the waistband of his pants.

You call the bartender over and ask for your tab to pay; you thank him.

So many drinks and half of them belong to your lovely boyfriend. You get up, leaving the club without looking back at him.

Renjun panics and abandons the woman in the middle of her desperate humping. He chases after you, watching you get into an Uber.

He quickly catches up to you, getting in without a word.

You hide your smirk knowing he'd run after you. He always does. But the way he has his hands folded against his lap tells you he's anticipating something to happen once you get home.

And when the door closes, he expects you to slam him against the door, squeezing his neck with an angry look in your eye.

But you don't.

You just walk to your shared bedroom and grab clothes to shower. He's a pouting and frustrated mess while listening to the water run from outside the door.

You locked it so he wouldn't join you - you two always shower together.

And when you get out of the shower, already dressed, he's crying. He tries to touch you, but you swat his hands away. This was the first time you acknowledge him all night.

He takes the rejection hard and starts shaking, slipping further into sub space than normal. You've never rejected him before.

Renjun: Mommy, please talk to me.

Silence.

He hates it.

Renjun: I need you so bad, Mommy. Wanna feel you.

Still nothing.

It wasn't until he curls into a ball and harsh sobs sneak passed his lips that he feels your fingers run through his hair.

He preens at your touch, sniffling to hopefully calm his embarrassing crying down.

Y/n: And what lesson have you learned today?

Renjun: Not take things too far.

Y/n: And?

Renjun: Dunno.

You hum, removing your hand from his hair. He whines, chasing after your touch. His cheek rests on your thigh, pressing a small kiss at your skin.

You go back to giving him head pats. He melts, adjusting his body so his crotch meets your leg.

He looks so helpless while humping against you, so you begin to laugh.

Y/n: Aww, poor baby.

He cries again at your faux sympathy and condescending attitude that makes him feel so small and stupid.

You just had to rub it in further.

Renjun: Mommy, please forgive me.

Y/n: I thought you loved me.

He panics, halting his movements to look up at you properly.

His heart drops seeing tears forming in your eyes - you never cry around him.

Renjun: I do love you! You're the only one for me, Mommy. Promise.

Y/n: Didn't feel like it. You seemed happier with that whore.

He shakes his head so hard, he almost gets whiplash.

Renjun: She didn't even get me hard, Mommy. Only you can do that.

You know that, you're just messing with him. It's so easy to get him to beg for your forgiveness like this. It's also fun to watch his face scrunch up with guilt.

He's just so adorable.

Renjun: Are you jealous?

Y/n: So what if I'm jealous? You're my boyfriend.

Renjun: I'm sorry for hurting you.

You can't even hold back your laughter anymore. His eyebrows furrow in confusion as you hold your stomach.

Y/n: God, you're so easy. My pathetic little baby.

It gives him hope that you called him yours, even if it's to degrade him.

Renjun: I don't like when you ignore me, Mommy.

Y/n: Yeah? Then you should think about that when you cross a fucking line with me. It's one thing to let a bitch touch you, but it's completely disrespectful when you're the one humping her.

He frowns, climbing onto your lap and wraps his arms around your neck. He plants small kisses all over your face until he feels you relax.

Renjun: I'll ask you next time I want you to be rough with me. I won't do that to you again.

Y/n: Good boy.

He finally smiles, brightening up the room even though tears still fill his eyes.

Renjun: Can you funish me now? Humping your leg made me even more horny for you.

You laugh and rub your hands up amd down his back in adoration.

Y/n: The "no punishment" punishment was that bad, huh?

Renjun: S'Horrible. I sat here very frustrated because my plan didn't work. You were in the shower and ignoring how horny I was, still am, and all I got was head pats.

Y/n: But you love head pats!

Renjun: But I want you to fuck me, Mommy. So bad.

Y/n: Why don't you beg for it?

He whines, hiding his face in your neck. He hates begging when his dick is being compressed in his jeans, so painful and sticky.

Renjun: Mommy, please. Need you to fuck me.

Y/n: Tell me how much you love me.

Renjun: So much! Want to marry you one day.

Y/n: Yeah?

He nods, sucking some bruises on your neck. He nibbles on your skin, teeth grazing your vein. He knows you love that.

Renjun: Want kids with you some day.

Y/n: Is that so?

You start guiding his hips so he can grind down on you. He lets out a moan so loud, you laugh again.

Y/n: Such a needy little boy. Why don't you take your clothes off while I do the same, hm?

He climbs off and eagerly gets naked. You swiftly take your shirt off with one hand and expose your breasts. He moans just looking at you.

You pull your shorts off and wait for him to settle down on your lap again.

Y/n: Turn over, baby.

He's confused to what you mean, so you flip him over, laid across your lap with his ass in the air.

Oh.

Renjun: M-Mommy?

Y/n: Thought you wanted this, hm?

Renjun: Well, I did, but-

Y/n: Then shut the fuck up and take it like the good bitch you are.

He moans when your hand smacks down on his left ass cheek.

Renjun: O-One.

You smack him again, with more force this time. He yelps, falling forward and arching his back even more than he already was.

Y/n: I was so mad when I saw you grinding against that bitch. Wanted to strangle her.

Renjun: Two.

You hit him again, earning another moan.

Renjun: Three.

Y/n: I hate it when they look at you, let alone touch you. So fucking much. You know you're mine, don't you?

You spank him again and again and again.

You don't even let him count anymore with how angry you're getting yourself again.

Renjun: Mommy, hurts!

Y/n: I asked a fucking question.

Renjun: I'm yours! Mommy's the only one for me!

Y/n: That's right. Only I can make you feel like this.

He lets out the most lewd moan you've ever heard from him when your thigh brushes against the tip of his leaking cock.

Y/n: Get up.

He watches you grab his special box. He almost broke another rule by touching himself in excitement, but he held back.

Y/n: Lay down.

He complies, spreading his body on your shared bed.

You take two leather cuffs and strap his legs against the wood. You use rope to tie him onto the headboard.

He gasps when you grab the vibrating cock ring, sliding it down his shaft to the base of his already hard dick. He squirms when you turn it on.

Y/n: You were a very bad boy, tonight. Made Mommy angry.

Renjun: I'm sorry! So, very sorry!

Y/n: Too late for apologies. Don't you think?

He whines, crying from the climbing intensity of the toy.

He's got his eyes screwed shut, not paying attention to you hooking on your strap. The one with the biggest dildo attached to it.

You grab the lube before climbing over him. He opens his eyes and screams.

Renjun: Too big! Won't fit.

Y/n: I'll make it fit.

He squeals when you cover his ass in lube. You prod his hole with your middle finger, slowly pushing it inside.

Your boyfriend's eyes roll to the back of his head. Not only are you pumping your finger in him, but the cock ring was making it impossible to hold back.

Renjun: Gonna cum.

You smirk, turning off the toy and halting your movements. He cries in confusion, trying to move against your fingers. His stomach hurts as the feeling goes away.

Renjun: Why'd you stop, Mommy?

Y/n: Don't be greedy, slut. This is still a punishment.

Tears stream down his face as you hold his hips in place. This was evil, too mean.

Renjun: Wanna cum. Please let me cum.

Y/n: No.

Now he realizes why you tied him up. It was so he wouldn't stop you from edging him.

Renjun: Stop being mean, Mommy. I said sorry lots of times.

Y/n: And yet, you still had the audacity to give another bitch a feel of my fucking cock.

He throws a tantrum, pulling at his restraints in protest. It wasn't until he felt pain against his cheek that his body goes limp.

Y/n: You're still being a very bad boy. Guess I'm gonna have to keep your punishment going.

You shove two more fingers in him, causing him to choke on his moans.

Renjun: Wait, Mommy, I'm sorry!

You turn the cock ring on, immediately going to the highest setting and watch Renjun fall apart.

You open and close your fingers inside him while the cock ring stimulates his pre-cum covered dick.

He screams when your fingers brush against his prostate, bringing him closer to another orgasm.

This time, he doesn't warn you about it. But you know he is close when he clenches around your fingers.

So you turn the toy off again and pull your fingers away from him.

Renjun: Mommy, no! Wanted to cum!

Y/n: Only good boys get to cum.

He pulls on the ropes again, but it's no use.

They won't break.

Renjun: I'm so sorry! I swear I'll be a good boy!

You hum, hovering over him as the tip of the dildo glides against his welcoming hole. He desperately wants you to fuck him senseless.

Y/n: Are you sure you deserve it?

Renjun: Yes! Please, please, please! I'll be so good for you, Mommy.

Y/n: Well then. Let's see if you've earned it.

You slowly slide the dildo into him. He screams at the huge stretch, not used to this size at all. It was thicker than the other ones, too.

Renjun: Too much!

Y/n: It's not even halfway in, baby.

That makes it worse. He's already this destroyed over the thickness, what more can it do?

It wasn't until it was completely inside does he feel just how full he is. He can practically feel it in his guts, so he presses lightly against the lower part of his abdomen and moans.

Y/n: Feel that?

He nods, a glazed look in his eye.

He relaxes against the mattress, a sign that you can move now.

You thrust slow, yet deep inside him. You kiss him, tongue exploring his mouth for the millionth time. You can never get enough of him.

You pound into him, turning on the ring again.

That seems to bring him back to reality with a loud and pitched moan. He can only grip onto the ropes as you break him open.

He's a desperate mess as you edge him a few more times. He's in so much pain and distress, that he'll do anything to get to cum.

Even beg.

Renjun: Mommy, can I please cum? It hurts so much. Wanna show you how good you make me feel. I'll be a good boy from now on, no making Mommy mad. Just please let me cum.

And how could you say no to that?

Well, it's pretty easy, but he's suffered enough for now.

Y/n: Make a mess for me, prince.

He coats the ring and his stomach in a lot of white slick. He cries in relief at finally being able to release. You've never denied him an orgasm before, so he'll remember to never piss you off again.

This was torture.

Y/n: Look at that. You made a mess of yourself!

The cock ring stays on, overstimulating the poor boy.

His toes curl, arching his back into you as you continue to abuse his tiny hole with the big dildo. It's too much, seeing as Renjun's cumming again so easily.

You slow your pace, eventually coming to a stop. You pull out, loving the way Renjun moans at the empty feelng and clenches around nothing.

Renjun: I love you so much, Mommy.

You smile and give him a peck on the lips.

Y/n: I love you, too. You okay?

He nods, eyes fluttering from exhaustion.

Y/n: Mommy didn't get to cum, yet.

Renjun: Can I watch you cum?

Y/n: Of course, baby.

You take the strap off, and sit on his chest. He excitedly watches you slide your fingers up and down your own folds near his mouth.

You finger yourself until you squirt all over him.

Renjun: Wanna taste.

You give him what he wants and pull his head against your dripping cunt. His tongue works wonders in cleaning you up, even giving you a second orgasm.

Y/n: Such a good boy. Helping Mommy cum.

He smiles against your clit, lapping his tongue up and down until you pull away again.

He remove the toy and his restraints, carrying him to the bathroom and give him a nice and relaxing bath.

He was a giggling mess as you massage his scalp.

Renjun: Can we cuddle before bed?

Y/n: Yes we can, baby. Anything for you.

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a/n: i need to stop bestie from giving me ideas on twt (never calling it x, ew) they feed the delusions everyday!!! enough!!! anyways, thanks for reading ‹𝟹

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niki-phoria · 4 months

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YOU ARE IN LOVE, TRUE LOVE

pairing: renjun x gn!reader (no pronouns used) genre: fluff word count: 232

includes: established relationship, reader can cook

renjun has never felt like this before. his mind races almost as quickly as his heartbeat as he watches you parade around his kitchen without a care in the world. you’re still wearing his t-shirt - a sight that still makes his cheek flush an embarrassingly deep red.

his lips quirk upwards into an unconscious smile as he continues to watch you prepare breakfast for the two of you. sunlight shines in through your opened blinds, casting a golden glow across the entire room. the pleasant aroma filling the dorm is seemingly only made better by the fact that it comes from your food.

renjun is only broken away from his thoughts when you slide a plate across the table towards him. you softly chuckle at his surprise as you slide into the chair across from him. “what’s on your mind?” you murmur.

he smiles, quietly shaking his head. reaching across the table, renjun takes your hand into his own. you intertwine your fingers together almost unconsciously; his thumb rubs small shapes into your skin. “you’re my best friend.”

renjun can feel his heart beating rapidly in his chest when you smile at him. your flushed cheeks mirror his own as you lean in, pressing a chaste kiss against his lips before you settle back into your seat once again. “i love you, jun. you mean everything to me.”

“i love you too.”

notes: i'm sorry fics have been taking so long recently, i've had horrible writers block for the past few weeks :// but i promise i'm doing my best !!

if you enjoyed this fic, please consider leaving a like, comment, feedback, or rebloging !! and if you want to support me, consider checking out my nct dream masterlist <3

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pr0dbeomgyu · 7 months

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HOW (NOT) TO ACT AROUND YOUR CRUSH 101

PAIRING

huang renjun x fem!reader

GENRE

fluff, crack

WARNINGS

profanities, inappropriate jokes, kys and kms jokes (will be added along the way)

SYNOPSIS

y/n has a crush on the campus sweetheart renjun and that would be no problem at all, except when y/n has a crush on someone, she suddenly did not know how to act around them (spoiler: she unintentionally acts like she hates them)

CHAPTERS

PROFILES 1 : YN, THE ENABLER & THE REALIST

PROFILES 2 : ANTI-HYUCKISTS

STEP #1: LAUGH AT EVERYTHING HE SAYS (LITERALLY)

STEP #2: REJECT BEING HIS TASK PARTNER

TAGLIST (OPEN) :

@flowerjun @wonyogurt @soobiverse @ismileeprnc-responder @haedgaf @n0-thisispatrick @neocityworlds @she-is-dreaming @x-jaehyunluvr-x @222brainrot

#renjun #nct dream #renjun smau #renjun au #renjun fluff #renjun ff #renjun imagines #renjun fics #renjun fanfic #nct #renjun x y/n #renjun x you #renjun x reader #nct smau #huang renjun #kpop smau

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jaelvr · 5 days

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Homesick

Home | NCT Dream masterlist |

Requested : no

Prompts ; 11. “Hey–it’s okay. I’m here; I’m safe. And fine–see? Everything’s alright now.” + 9. “Here, lay down. I’ll stay until you feel safe enough for me to go.”

Pairing : boyfriend! Renjun x reader

Pronouns : you/yours

Type : fluff

Word count : 370

Warnings : mutual feelings, established relationship, idol!au, fluff, slightly ooc

Have a great day !!

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3am. You groaned, looking at the clock before staring at the ceiling. Taking a deep breath, you wiped your tears and sat up. Looking around, you saw the side of the bed was empty, Renjun's sleeping figure nowhere to be seen, raising your anxiety further after the nightmare you'd just had. "Junnie?" you called out, voice wavering as you got up, looking around. The bathroom light was out, meaning if he was still here, he was downstairs. You stumbled slightly, quickly making your way downstairs, a breath of relief escaping you as you saw him in the kitchen, waiting for the kettle to boil for his tea, lent over the counter.

The first thing he noticed was the trembling and the absolute fear etched on your face. "I thought you'd gone, I had a nightmare and-" you rambled, rushing over to hug him tightly, practically clinging to him. “Hey–it’s okay. I’m here; I’m safe. And fine–see? Everything’s alright now.” he comforted, arms holding you tightly and securely. "Breathe, love." he whispered, gently caressing the back of your head and pressing kisses to your temple. "You want some tea? It'll calm you down." he suggested, not letting you argue with him as he made it in his mug, giving it to you. He didn't judge you, he didn't mock you. He simply stayed with you, holding you in his arms as he whispered sweet words of comfort and reassurance while you finished the tea before he took you back to bed.

“Here, lay down. I’ll stay until you feel safe enough for me to go.” he mumbled lovingly, helping you get comfy again. "..Can you cuddle me? I just don't want to be alone." you admitted, the smallness of your voice making his face soften, nodding as he climbed in beside you. Your bodies fitted together like puzzle pieces, your head buried in his neck while he lazily scratched your back, keeping a close eye on you. "Nothing will get you while I'm here, my love." he assured, kissing the top of your head. "I love you." you whispered, sniffing and pressing a delicate kiss to his neck.

"I love you too, angel. You're my home."

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boba-at-323 · 1 year

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[02:29AM]

“Love?” Renjun's head appeared from behind the door of your bedroom.

After a hectic week at work, Renjun had decided to spend the weekend with you because one, what was better than relaxing with your favourite person in the whole wide world? And two, he was practically dying to see your beautiful face because it had been way too long since he last met you.

Even though he had been excited and was looking forward to spending some time with you, he was crushed once your figure came into his sight.

Several books and what seemed like notes were sprawled across the small study table. The rest of the table was decorated with bright, eye-catching highlighters and a variety of multi coloured pens and pencils. Your laptop sat in front of you, the professor inside the screen going on about some topic you had lost focus on long ago. Although the earphones connected to the laptop were plugged in your ears, you had knocked out a long time ago.

Your head rested on your crossed arms, eyes shut with soft snores leaving your slightly-parted lips. Your hair was a mess, in fact, your whole state was a disaster. With the finals catching up, you had been pushing yourself way too hard. You spent hours upon hours studying without breaks, and eventually, came to the point where you just couldn’t take anymore in. After a mental breakdown, you finally dozed off listening to the boring, monotone lecture.

Renjun clicked his tongue in defeat, shaking his head as he knelt down next to your sleeping self. He knew you had been working too hard, after all he was your boyfriend.

“Babe?” He whispered softly, removing the earphones and tucking those stray strands of hair behind your ears.

“R-renjun?” you opened your eyes lazily, wondering if you were hallucinating or dreaming.

You were greeted by his soft, sympathetic smile with his hand now running through your hair.

“What time is it?” You asked him, a sinking feeling taking over you once you realise that you had slept in the middle of your studying session.

“Well, it’s late.” His reply came after a pause, not even bothering to check the time from any of the various sources which could tell the exact hour.

“Great.” You groan, closing your eyes again. The said word was greatly sarcastic because you had wasted precious time which could have been utilised for at least completing one more chapter.

“Hey, hey,” Renjun’s sweet voice made you look back at him, “You’ve done enough for today. In fact, you’ve done more than enough. Let’s get you to bed okay?”

“But-” You open your mouth to protest, only to be shushed by your beloved boyfriend.

“I don’t want to hear a word, love. We’re going to bed and that's final.” He took your hand in his as he helped you up. Sure, his parent-side was annoying at times, but that was one of the reasons why you loved him so much. He was just looking out for you and that was more than anything you could ask for.

Helping you back up on your feet, you couldn’t help but think what you did to deserve such an angel besides you. He always made sure to take out time for you, even if he was keeping up with his busiest schedules.

Maybe because your thoughts were still blurry because of your drowsy state, you suddenly wrapped your arms around his waist, burying your face in his chest. Your sudden affection caught Renjun off-guard, but since he had missed you dearly as well, he returned your hug.

Holding you in his arms for a while, he planted a soft kiss on the top of your head.

“Love,” he said quietly, as if he wanted his voice to be heard only by you even if you were in an empty room, “I know you’ve been going hard on yourself. And I just want to tell you that you’re doing great.”

He pulled apart just for a second only to look at your tired, sleep-deprived eyes. He gently cupped your face, his loving gaze making you melt into a puddle right there. You gave him a sheepish smile, something he loved to see.

“I love you, okay?”

It wasn’t very often Renjun would tell you that. He believed that the more someone used them, the more they became worthless. So he was very considerate with those three words, only using them on special occasions. But right now, he thought he should remind you how special you were to him, how you were his universe, how you made his world spin.

“Don’t ever forget that.”

Title : [02:29AM] || Word count: 779 || Genre: FLUFFY FLUFF wiht a sprinkle of angst?? || Pairing: bf! Renjun x implied Fem!Reader || Guys I love him so much can you tell

Tagging : @armysantiny @mosviqu ( I hope you don't mind I'm gonna tag you for every Renhyuck fic I write🫶)

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onyourhyuck · 8 months

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Midnight Rain. | H.RJ

— Prologue: You were the embodiment of a sunshine and he was the Midnight Rain. You wanted a comfortable life with a husband, but he wanted the pain chasing his name in the fame. “Y/n I was wrong, I want you.” Renjun breath quickens watching you in front of him. .

— Summary: Wherein two exes reconcile after four years at the reunion party in the bar.

— Genre: One night stand exes trope. Based on Taylor Swift song Midnight Rain. Renjun musician trope. Miscommunication trope. Angst. Smut. Dry humping. Unprotected sex ( no mention of pregnancy and please use protection.) heavy makeouts. Biting (only lips) hair pulling (light and mild) consensual. FRUSTRATED ‘I MISS YOU’ SEX trope. Very angsty. Heated Arguments. Non-Commitment Renjun trope.

— Notes: TAYLOR SWIFT >

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The town you grew up in was a ghost town. Wasteland, filled with only people who tell you to dream less and become realistic with a nine to five job every weekend until you’re in the care home.

Renjun always dreamt of a bigger picture, he always knew deep down in his bones that he was made for greater things. That he was destined for greatness. You knew it all to well too. Back then when you were with him you saw the potential before anyone else did. You were his number one believer.

You. It was all you who stood by his side. The only girl who believed in him when no one else did.

But you wanted something else from him too. You wanted something fulfilling to fill that loneliness in your heart when you saw your boyfriend rising up and up on that ladder slowly, leaving you behind, as if he didn’t bother to take a look back behind his shoulders to glance at you.

By the time you knew it. You were only holding him back and your paths no longer connected.

So you disappeared out of his image, but the next four years you’re there again in front of him and now he was looking back at you.

With an expression that you couldn’t read. Mixture between shock and curiosity along those four years. Beating hearts or perhaps was it your stomachs dropping?

“Y/n hey,,”

The first time in forever something triggered your brain. Not aware that you nearly single handedly forgot how his voice sounded like.

It took you by surprise, was it deeper? More nasal?

“Hey Renjun,,”

The night carries on with you surrounded by familiar faces that you weren’t sure you’d ever meet again. Classmates all the way from high school came by to create this meet up. You weren’t expecting to see Renjun. You nearly forgot that you used to have the same mutuals back in the day. But you would be lying if you said that your eyes struggled to keep sight away from him.

Mindless chatter and gossip to catch up, many of your mutual friends from high schools never kept in touch.

“Y/n so what are you doing nowadays?” Asking the guy on the right you turn to look at them, you were pretty absent minded.

You thinly slice your voice across. “Oh. Photography. I do photography.”

The others make a common crowd chatter after hearing you say your current career choice and not many were surprised. Renjun certainly wasn’t surprised; he knew that you took photography as a side subject back in school.

Their curiosity rose when Renjun’s eyes caught you staring and you quickly looked away. Then another question broke out.

“And Renjun what are you doing? I keep seeing your face on the billboards in the city.” Laughing as the man spoke.

Seeing his expression falter he gave a small smile that appears to be polite way of expressing that he was uncomfortable bragging forward the information. Renjun feels quite weird seeing all these old friends of his. Especially when they are all living differently. Their lives are all so different.

“Music. I have a tour coming soon.” He states not looking to the guy as his eyes couldn’t leave you.

Ouch. You hate thinking about the past when he mentioned his career as a musician, a very successful one.

You never once doubted his ability to make fame out of his name, but did he have to prove himself while leaving you in the dust? The conversation sparks some tension when you raise your eyes at Renjun. You can’t help but feel frustrated.

Perhaps was it old wounds opening up and making it bleed again?

“Are you done showing off on us normal workers?” Your classmates pause giving you a glance between your visible angry glare and Renjun’s blank emotionless expression.

The silence grew, Renjun soon broke it in half. “I wasn’t bragging.” He slants on the chair. The bar was filled with only few customers and a table full of ten people together which was your group.

You grumble. “Sure you weren’t. Now that you’re so high up in the industry I bet you’re looking down on us.”

He didn’t quite understand what made him angrier. You speaking badly his success or you making a comment about judging you and the others.

“Whoa Y/n where are you going?” One guy calls out when the sudden chair slams backwards and you turn your back on the table walking out of the bar. You couldn’t believe you exploded like that.

You didn’t even mean it. But you felt like you needed to get that off your chest.

The old feelings of being used and thrown out as if you were a piece of garbage made you remember the pain you felt during the breakup.

Coming outside for the fresh air you’re standing with your pair of black ripped jeans and a stylish graphic shirt over a flannel. Your outfit was casual something you wear everyday. Since you prefer being comfortable above flashiness.

You never understand why you bring these situations on yourself. You should’ve stayed quiet, you thought.

What was your motive behind your words? Jealousy? Pettiness? Revenge for him treating you like a second option when it comes to his career? You don’t even know yourself. It might be all the above.

Lingering outside soon your ears turn around towards the sudden voice, the coldness of the air breaks out, like a blizzard.

You were the embodiment of a sunshine and he was the Midnight Rain. You wanted a comfortable life with a husband, but he wanted the pain chasing his name in the fame. “Y/n I was wrong, I want you.” Renjun breath quickens watching you in front of him.

You’re not sure what he meant, but the look in his eyes was all beyond regret and frustration too.

“It’s too late.” He heard you say. You’re not even looking at him anymore as you tuck your hands in front pockets of your flannel as your soft low ponytail hangs low, against the latching breeze so cold it sends shivers down your spine covered by your clothing. Coldness touching his face but all he could feel was the sounds of his heart breaking.

Like glass shreds. Falling off the moulding of his heart.

He felt like a fool for not realising it sooner and for not reaching out earlier than until now. The circumstances of your meeting wasn’t something Renjun wanted to meet you at. He can understand if you hate him, if you don’t want to see him again. But he doesn’t want you to forget him, and he doesn’t want to waste your connection what you guys have. Back then he knew nothing of love. The commitment issues got the better of him. Renjun didn’t know how to balance his musician alter ego and the normal person he once was, when he was with you. It was all about work for him in the past.

You wanted a family. You wanted to be loved and to wake up seeing your favourite person.

Renjun took that dream away from you, broke it down and left you. Discarded everything. All for music.

He figures you must be pretty damaged on the inside, pretty angry at him, frustrated. Maybe you even want to erase him for good.

Coming forward very slowly he held your hand but the minute he did you snatched it away and backed up against the wall as Renjun came forward not wanting to pull away from you. He wanted to talk, he wanted to feel your touch again. It’s been far too long without you and it feels almost like — a mantra in his head telling him to keep going to you. Like you were the gravity levitating the muscles in his feet to thread towards you.

“Y/n please let’s talk.” He desperately whispers while keeping his hands around the wall as you’re pressed up against it.

Renjun gazing down at your face from an above ninty degree angle where your forehead is fitting right around his lips nearly.

The breaths quicken, your heartbeat is racing and the unfamiliar feelings of your frustration grows. He wants to talk, which conflicts you.

You hate that you care about him even now, even till now you’re here thinking if he deserves your kindness.

He saw your gaze that said you’re not interested, until he leans closer whispering in the most sincere breaths of anguish. The downcast silence of his voice was heartbreaking. “Please…?”

You don’t bother looking up at him. “Okay…”

“I am sorry for what happened between us.”

Three simple words you grieved to hear all these four years of missing him. You stayed the same but Renjun changed like Midnight Rain.

You’re unable to read between the hidden lines your connection has. It looks like a giant wasteland with fences, just like your town. With pouring rain his words came crashing down like a matter from space.

“You’re sorry for what?”

He flinches at the sound of your striking blunt voice, you’re holding back from biting at each corner of your inner cheeks in feud.

Trailing when you are staring him down. “For leaving you.”

“You didn’t leave me.” You spat. “You thrown me out.”

“I tried supporting you. I tried my everything for you. I wanted my dream so badly with you, I thought you wanted it too.” Your eyes quiver watching Renjun’s shining eyes as he was staring at you with sadness written on the expression.

A hint of regret washing the canvas behind those pearls he stares at you with.

As if a portal was deeply embedded in front of you making you both time travel back, unravelling your love like it was back then. Worry-free. Stress free. Where life was truly good.

And all the life he gave away.

Because you were so kind he broke your heart. You were the sunshine and he was the Midnight rain, who knew nothing about love but to destroy everything he touches.

“Y-You’re right. I thrown you out without a second thought but I regret it. I lived with the regret all this time and now that I see you I can’t live with it.” He whispers back with stutters. It feels like he was in a cage trying to escape. Escape his own guilt. “But God Y/n don’t push me away when I’m trying to make things right here.”

He hissed towards you while holding your wrists as he was looking down at you with eyes that fuel his frustrations equally to your anger.

“Why are you trying to fix us now? You already destroyed us.”

You’re glaring at him trying to figure out if, if this was real or was it all a sick joke to him?

“Because I’m trying to make things right between us!”

“I hate you,” you slant against the wall and he feels you try tugging off. “I don’t want anything to do with you, Renjun.”

“Liar.” He grumbles not pulling away from you as if all his remaining life depends on you staying there. Renjun saw the look in your eyes that said something completely different.

It didn’t tell him hate, it told him a sad I love you.

For you life was bleak and boring. But for him life was everyday full of empty sadness.

All of you stayed the same but all of him changed. He wants to go back to you. He leans down crashing a heavy kiss on your mouth when your eyes widen crashing back down with your brain shutting off, intimidating sensations running to your veins. The emotions all rush to your head when the moment comes to you, realising you’re kissing your ex back with the equal frustration and feud he was showing in the heavy makeout. Your tongues brush in without a single stopping pause. He held your face with his hands so tight the eyelids clench tight while his breath was caught in the back of his throat.

Teeth graze over your bottom lips, he bit down pulling at it enough to create goosebumps to run over your body pressed up on the brick wall behind the bar, tilting your head slightly your eyes shutting right. Your hand moved to his small back behind tugging down on the fabric, neediness rushing to your face as much as the redness was growing. Nothing could stop the man kissing you so deeply like he was repeating this moment lost in it.

Looking even better when it wasn’t his imagination. Renjun never knew how much he missed you until he had lost you and now obtained you back nearly. Hands swiftly brush on your hips rubbing them in circular motions while your mouths pull apart from the heavy shared kiss, the weight of the frustration became less and less weighing but the remaining stayed.

Your hands didn’t hide their eagerness from him. Neither did your round circling eyes watching every move. Pulling a little at your hair Renjun brought you into another steamy kiss, this time he felt you sucking on his bottom lip.

Without a shame, he slips out a sigh. “Fuck Y/n…”

Neither of you seem to care, about anything else but each other. For you it feels like paradise. You were like a montage that he missed so badly, and he managed to mend a bit of your broken heart. Clothes fell down when the other found the nearest dark area full of rural hidden away from other eyes. Your voice was hushed with growing tenor strength as your moans grow more and more, Renjun runs the hands down your stomach caressing it while his mouth fell on the side of your neck.

Impatience chides in you as your hips rock forwards out to dryly hump on the over lining silhouette causing Renjun to hurriedly hold up waist with his arms looking down at your expression, you’re looking at him with need. The need he left you in for so long for every midnight you lived.

The look on your face was enough for him to get to it. Holding up your hips with your legs gently moved apart only a little, Renjun slips himself in feeling every inch of the length going in. Gnawing at your red tongue you close your eyes as you’re muting your own voice from letting out a louder sigh than you can.

“I missed you so badly,” he croaks when the warmth starts getting him all riled up. He missed your body. He missed your presence, and he missed your scent that haunts Renjun to this day.

The inflation of his growing love for you was overflowing by each incoming thrust when your bodies brush up against each other. The sight of your breasts pressing up against his chest makes him perpetual and weak.

You make him so much more nimble. Each thrusts was welcomed by a goodness clenching wall squeezing Renjun through the agile arms around your body holding you with support.

Controlling your moans, it soon became apparent that you couldn’t keep much any longer. You’re whispering your own seething voice to his ears. “Did you really miss me?”

Renjun shivers as your hot breath drifts in his ears as you spoke. “So much. You have no idea.”

It sounded broken and desperate. Each time his length covers all your inside the head of his tip was coming forward to your growing abdomen, where a warm singular knot building up and up.

Somehow your thoughts grow more intense than ever hearing that he missed you all along and you feel nearly smug and proud.

You wanted him to miss you. You wondered for so long whenever you see Renjun on television performing if he missed you.

And now you know the forever answer you were searching for to be true.

Renjun was grieving his own pain, while he changed into a person he didn’t want to be. The only way to get himself back was to found you. To be honest with you. And no longer become so obsessed with the chasing dream of fame.

You are picture perfect when Renjun took an adoring glance at your face with your increasing lewd groans he leaned down capturing a soft kiss, while the remaining thrusts doing two stutters with the waist going up.

The release of him coming out leaking out between your thighs when he was done, the kiss was confirmed between you both as you’re leaning into the sudden softness.

Rakishly he slips out of the kiss, string of saliva connecting you and him. The fluids drip down on the wet ground as the outside starts to pouring down tiny wet drops of rain, and for once you’re not gloomy on a rainy midnight day.

“Y/n…” Renjun quietly whispers while pulling up the trousers while he saw you pulling back your jeans pressing the button over. “can we restart?” He asks you with quiet dismay as his eyes were looking at you with despair. He was praying.

You watch him with a quiet expression and your heart going to a steady state.

“I don’t know.” A part of you still was wondering if you are going to get hurt again, but a part of you wants to believe he was going to try this time.

“Will you leave me again?” You ask out quietly under your breath.

“No. Never again.” He quickly digs in approaching forward as he held your hand in his hand. “I want you more than ever now.”

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