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as you've probably seen in your notifs, i'm a bit obsessed with your writing 😩 it's so good, i'm utterly obsessed

i was wondering if you could write something where steve is manhandling or rough housing with his gf and it takes a ✨️spicy✨️ turn?? i feel like there aren't enough fics with playful!steve tbh

anyway i'm gonna go back to reading everything you've ever posted now because i'm obsessed 😂

- @hornyhornyhimbos 🖤✨️

hiiiii omg I’m so sorry this request truly got lost in the abyss of my inbox, but I hope you enjoy this regardless. I needed something for reader and steve to be debating about and then… this goofiness was born. 🫶🏻 and thank you for the kind words, it means a lot that you like my writing :’)

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“There is no fucking way you haven’t seen Grease,” Steve says, sitting up from where he’d been laying on the sofa to look at you properly.

“Never seen it, I swear. I just don’t know if musicals are my thing,” you say, laughing lightly at his dumbfounded expression.

“How did I not know this about you?” he wonders aloud, pressing his palms to his forehead as if he’s deeply stressed.

“If you’d known would you not be dating me right now?” you tease, laughing harder when he rolls his eyes. You know there isn’t a universe where he wouldn’t want to date you, and he knows you know.

“I just can’t believe you’re just going to write it off as ‘oh, musicals aren’t my thing’” he says, his voice pitching higher when he mocks you. “Like, it’s a masterpiece. I’m hurt, babe,” he says, and you’re not quite sure how much of this is real anymore and how much is him teasing.

You only laugh more, shaking your head at his antics. “It can’t be that good. It’s a bunch of grown adults playing high schoolers, running around and singing.”

“Oh, honey, but you haven’t heard Hopelessly Devoted To You. Or Beauty School Dropout… or… or You’re The One That I Want!” he shouts exasperatedly, hands flying all over the place.

“Boooringgggg,” you drawl, really only saying it to get a rise out of him. You’d watch the movie if he asked you to, honestly you’d probably like it, and you both know it.

“Anything but. You haven’t heard Greased Lightning,” he continues, immediately jumping from his spot on the couch. He grabs the television remote, holding it up in front of him.

“Steve, what-”

“I’m about to show you how not boring it is.”

He waggles his eyebrows at you, shaking his hips as he brings the remote to his mouth like a microphone. He dives into a terrible rendition of Greased Lightning, not breaking eye contact with you.

“This car is automatic…” he cries out.

“Babe,” you say, looking at him questioningly.

“It’s systematic…”

“Steven, I swear to god,” you say as he hops up onto the coffee table, socked feet allowing him to slide on the surface.

“It’s hydromatic!”

He’s fully into it now, giving you a complete show as he sings. You’re in a fit of giggles, watching him in awe as he struts around. He’s trying and only somewhat succeeding in mimicking John Travolta’s dance moves, his arm outstretched as he points at you. His hips gyrate, he turns and shakes his ass exaggeratedly as he continues singing. You have to admit he looks damn good in those too-tight jeans.

He takes off his jacket, throwing it out to you as if he’s a real performer. He’s pitched his voice lower while he sings, really trying to sell his impersonation. You snort, rolling your eyes as you start to get up from your seat, attempting to head towards the kitchen to grab a drink.

He stops you, though, jumping down from the table to grab your arm, pulling you into him, chest to chest.

“Steve!” you gasp, palms pressing to his chest as he wraps a strong arm around you. Your heart flutters at the sudden closeness, heat creeping up your neck.

“You’re gonna miss the best part if you walk away now,” he says, trying so hard not to laugh.

“Oh, I think I’ve seen enough,” you tease, trying to break free from his grip.

You think he’s about to let you go when you’re scooped up by his muscular arms, thrown over his shoulder as he discards his ‘microphone’ onto the coffee table. You flail your limbs, struggling to catch your breath between laughs as he sets you down on the large sofa. He positions himself over you, knees digging into the cushion on either side of your stretched legs, caging you in. He pins your wrists above your head, hazel eyes wild as he laughs with you. His strength makes you dizzy, the way he manhandles you with ease sends you reeling.

“Now that I’ve got you right where I want you…” he says maniacally, dramatically. “I’m going to sing every single song from Grease in order of appearance in the film,” he finishes, adding a wicked cackle to the end of his sentence.

“No, no! Please! Please spare me!” you cry, playing right along with his act.

You try to free your wrists as your legs thrash underneath your boyfriend, but Steve’s grip tightens. His free hand grips the flesh of your hip, pinning you harder to the couch. He’s smiling, practically glowing with how much he likes you, but the mood suddenly shifts when you let out a soft, pleased little noise at the way he squeezes your skin. Your hips inadvertently roll a little, seeking him out.

Your arms no longer struggle against his grip, instead simply going limp beneath the expanse of his fingers. Your breath hitches in your throat, lips parting slightly as you really take in all of Steve. His cheeks are flushed a light shade of pink from exertion, his hair slightly out of place from all of his dancing. He’s beautiful, so gorgeous, and right now he’s looking at you like you’re his favorite sight in the world. Really, it’s because you are.

“Steve…” you breathe out, chest rising and falling as you catch your breath from your previous heavy fits of laughter.

He closes the distance between the two of you, pressing his lips to yours so softly yet so passionately. It says a million things, it expresses all of his adoration for you. Your tongue swipes gently into his mouth, tasting him just a little. His tongue meets yours then, sending chills through your body.

He pulls away eventually, looking at you like he’s lovestruck.

“You’re such a dork, Steve Harrington,” you murmur, but really it says ‘I love you’, ‘thank you for sharing your interests with me’, ‘you’re my favorite person’. And he knows.

“And you’re the girl that’s dating me,” he replies, smiling cutely down at you.

You tug the collar of his shirt, bringing him back down to your lips. Teeth and tongues clash once more as his hips roll into yours, making you whimper. He pushes the fabric of your skirt up your leg, higher higher higher until the pad of his thumb is teasing your cotton panties. Your wrists are freed from his grip, his hand pressing into the cushion to hold himself up. His thumb swipes over your needy core, teasing, but he’s met with a pool of warm wetness that sticks to his fingers. You flush as he gasps into your kiss, knowing he’s figured you out. He pulls his lips from yours and you pout, wiggling your hips slightly beneath him.

“What, honey? Did my imitation of Danny Zuko really do it for ya? Got you that wet?” he teases, smirking so adorably at you you want to smack him.

“Oh fuck off, I can’t stand you,” you reply. “But maybe.”

“Hey, you know what they say. ‘The chicks’ll cream for greased lightnin’” he quotes.

It earns him a well deserved eye-roll, but he makes up for all of his antics with how well he devours you afterwards.

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jeno-screaming · 6 years

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No One Can Know || Huang Renjun

A/N: I always dream myself of being the first and/or only girl in NCT, considering I’m 17 I’ll most likely be put in Dream for like 2 years and then move on to somewhere else. Idk why but I always feel like the members would be so awkward around me??

Request: Being nct's 19th member and having a relationship with one of the dreamies

Genre: fluff, angst if you squint hard enough, female!reader

Warnings: swearing? Uhm maybe some PG-13 moments but y’know I ain’t about to sexualize my prince

^^that fucking COLLARBONE

Alrighty so, you are a female SM Rookie, and you’ve been training for about 4 years. you’re just about to turn 18 when you get news that you will be the first and only female member of NCT

somehow, the manager of NCT and Lee Soo Man agreed that your singing style, dancing abilities and visuals would fit perfectly with NCT. you were going to be put into a 4 member girl group but some shit went down between some of the girls and one got removed for not setting a good image for SM

so your trainee group disbanded before you even debuted but stayed in SM (except for the girl that got kicked out) and you happened to be chosen for the group called NCT. amazing right? you’ve meet a few of the members here and there but never got close to them because they were busy and you were busy,,, yeah good times

well one night, your manager decides it would be a good time to meet the members, and you’re hella scared because they are icons right now and you want to make a good first impression on them so they don’t hate you or anything

so he goes up to their dorms and leaves you in the practice room, he said it might be a while before they come because it was kind of late so their probably not dressed or even completely awake, so he gave you permission to mess with the stereo system and dance or something

you hooked up your phone to the aux and searched through your playlist, finding a song that brought back such memories, “Joey Parker - Just That Girl” that one song from Another Cinderella Story. the choreography is pretty average but believe me when I say, your 9/10 year old self CAME OUT when this song played, memories of you trying to learn this dance in your room popped up in your head as you smile

from what little bit you remember, you play the song at a decent volume and begin to find the rhythm and move your feet along. your favorite part is when your hands find one hip and this do that Bollywood dance thing. idk if I’m describing this well but just picture it in your head or watch the video

you’re so lost in the music that you kind of forget that you’re supposed to be meeting all 18 of the NCT members in like 10 minutes that your entire body just takes control as you freestyle and laugh at yourself for sucking at it, freestyle definitely wasn’t your strong point. everything has to be choreographed at least a tiny bit for you to even attempt to freestyle

your nostalgia brings you to other songs that barely even have a dance to it but you still manage to lip sync along and sway your hips enough to make it look like you know what you’re doing. in the middle of you blasting the Big Time Rush theme song, the practice room door opens to reveal your manager, peaking his head in to make sure you’re still alive before bringing the herd of boys into the room

you rush over to your phone and unplug the aux cord before putting your phone away and bowing towards the large sum of males in you presence. you’re guessing the members weren’t told that you were either A) not being added to the group or B) a girl. all their faces freeze up and stare at the manager with dumbfounded faces

“Gentlemen, meet your new member. The first and only girl of NCT. Miss (Y/N) whose stage name will be Ariel.” your head feels quite flushed as you search for a reaction in the members. the first member to speak up is a medium heighten guy with platinum blonde hair, his eyes stand out the most and his voice is in the middle of deep and high pitch. he must either be the visual or an actual God from heaven

“We’re very excited to meet you Y/N, would you prefer us call you by your name or stage name?” your mind goes blank as for you aren’t sure if you’d get used to having a stage name, in your previous group, you didn’t have a stage name. you went by your original name so you just assumed that’s what you’d stick with here with NCT

“Y/N is fine with me. Ariel is for the fans and interviews, you guys can call me Y/N.” They all seem to agree with your statement and then go down the line and introduce themselves. when it comes to a boy with strawberry blonde hair, he seems semi-shy. maybe he’s just tired or something.

his name is Huang Renjun, his voice sounds a little higher than other members which you find adorable. his smile makes you smile a bit yourself as you bow in respects. he was the 2nd to last member to introduce himself so your eyes would occasionally drift to him as you take in small details at a time

moving on to when you’re finally debuted as the first female of NCT. you were placed in with the Dreamies and they’re latest comeback was your debut with them. We Go Up. one thing you were excited about most was sharing a line with Renjun during the bridge, the choreography had you and Renjun in the center with the other members standing in the back

during this part, the choreographer decided that you two would sing the song towards each other, so when you sing “I need you right here” your eyes would be locked with each other and your hands point to the ground during “here”

you felt like your connection with Renjun deepened as time went on. often times during practice he would grab your hand and place it over his heart as to say “I need you in my life” and you weren’t ever sure if he was simply joking around or if it truly meant something to him

another time he would mess around would be during Drippin’ there wasn’t a dance for it but you guys would have random dance parties in the practice room and sometimes they would make up dances to their song that don’t have choreography. so during Drippin, there’s a part where they say “Tab Tab” and Renjun always says “tap tap” instead to be funny

and you know what tap means? tap dat ass ;) YES Renjun will come up to you and slap your butt to the rhythm of “Tab tab” whenever the song comes on in the dance room because he thought it was flirtatious and funny. the members would notice and laugh at him for being pervy and cheeky but you never minded it ;;))

okay so now you two are dating, yay we’re getting somewhere actually. well you obviously can’t tell anyone accept for the members. they knew you two liked each other and some fans had the speculation but never acted upon it due to the fact that they were mostly hating on you for being too close to their “oppa” yes you received hate, a lot, but tbh the members really helped you through. mostly Renjun and we all know why

he loves you a lot and he makes sure you know that every single day he sees you. which isn’t often because although SM allowed you into an all male group, you had to sleep in a separate dorm away from the boys and couldn’t see them until you had work together

so the makeout part? yeah that ties to how much Renjun loves you. a lot of the times he shows his love through kisses and hugs because he isn’t always good with words, mostly because you make him speechless :) adorable. anyways one day you were so torn down by a hate blog that was made against you on the Internet you were on the verge of tears, tempted to leave SM completely and go back to school

but Renjun wouldn’t allow it. he couldn’t let the fans get to you, his favorite line was “True fans would support you. They need to love all 19 members and now single you out” and he showered you in kisses and stroked your hair softly. nuzzling his nose into your cheek because it always made you giggle which was his favorite thing about you

he grabs your chin and turns your head towards him. his eyes sparkle brightly and you remember why you fell in love with him in the first place. those eyes that you stared into during the dance. the eyes that made you believe that you deserved to be apart of NCT. your thoughts are cut off by his soft lips landing gently on yours. you kiss back and your hand lays on the side of his and his hand are on your thighs. his left one reaches underneath your thigh and grips it as he encourages you to sit on his lap

each knee is settled on either side of his hips and both his hands travel down to your back pockets. his lips continue to taste every inch of your lips and mouth. your hands tug at the back of his hair making him hum in response. he loves when you play his hair, but while you two are kissing makes it even better for him

he leans back away from the kiss and takes a deep breath. his smile never leaves his face. later on after the kissing, he manages to convince you to take a bath with him. very innocent, nothing happens. he just wants to keep an eye on you during this difficult time of your life

it’s about 9 months into your relationship that you feel like your ready to come clean to the fans. you still get hated on but after the Dreamjes did a VLive one day and expressed how disappointed they were in how the czennies were treating you, the hate decreased rather quickly. I guess it takes the disappointment of your favorite people to stop hating on a human being who just wants to make music.

you hoped that with the VLive they did, there wouldn’t be any backlash from you and Renjun coming out to the fans as a couple. it took about a week before SM allowed you two to expose yourselves. they said it would be best to do a VLive so that the explanation can be verbal and not forced out

if that made sense ?? anyways, you and Renjun get ready for your live video and you have a mental breakdown because you’re terrified that the fans will begin to unstan Junnie or Dream but his tells you that everything will be alright.

after titling the video “a message to NCTzen” Renjun grabs your hand and pressed live. you two watch as the fans swarm in by the hundreds. “We’ll start after 1,500 viewers okay?” You nod your head and take a deep breath. he squeezes your hand out of frame, your eyes avoid the comment section because you know it’s not good

“Okay everyone we have an announcement. Y/N and I have been wanting to say this for a while but with the chaos that came with her debuting with the group, we weren’t sure it was a good idea. Now we both see how much you guys have accepted her as a member and now I was you guys to accept her as... my girlfriend. Yes we are together, we have been together for almost a year and I would really really appreciate it if you guys didn’t send any sort of hate her way. She’s going to disable the comments of your Instagram posts and make her twitter private for a while to avoid and problems that would erupt from this. Thank you very much for understanding and we’ll see you later. NCTzen’s WE LOVE YOU”

Renjun ends the live after a few minutes of reading comments and he grabs your face to give you a deep deep kiss. Now we wait to see how the media will react to the news.

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