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sherwees · 1 month
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pizza pizza
cw : very corny pizza boy porn scenario, deepthroating, dumbification, a tinsy tiny bit of fluff, you could tell I had fun with this, colors and links made the fic fun in the process, hendery employee of the month, hendery monster cock, does semen and pizza go together (no? okay then.)
apart of the nct corny porn plots series!
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you were hungry as hell.
your stomach caved in with every growl, the intro to that one adult swim show with that one white guy and his friends and it's just beer beer and beer. is that seriously what men only drank? it made your stomach churn, great.. now you were nauseous and hungry.
rolling over sighing, you break your back into an uncanny angle to grab your phone from the floor. you sighed in relief when it came out unblemished, it probably fell when you were having a tantrum earlier about everything restaurant being closed.
only little caesars was.
and you cried.
who wants a greasy pie with cheese and whatever topping, possibly meat in the middle of the night. it'll probably just leave you uncomfortably full and queasy. even the thought at the grease caked up around your mouth was.. ew.. there was a lone chinese restaurant open too but.. just no.
ah yes, maybe you could try going to sleep.
never mind, another fuckass chipotle ad played.
your ears perked to the sizzling and contemporary deep male voice whilst scrolling past an arby's ad, your stomach growled.. to a fucking meat sandwich. oh you were near starvation.
you called up the nearest shop, the receiver sighed before he said, “welcome to.. little caesars.. uhm, how could I help you?” he sounded bummed out but his tone made you roll on your stomach and kick your legs.
“hmmm..– he huffed at your voice– excuse me?”
“what?”
“why'd you do that?”
“do what?”
“THAT.”
he sighs, giving a full visual of the overworked male slumping his shoulders. “do.. what?” the last syllable was dragged out with tiredness.
“you fucking–you let out a dramatic exasperated sigh, attempting to mock him–at me.”
“well maybe–” he paused his objection and realized his actions based off the sudden drop of his tone. “wait.. sorry. uh, I'm just stressed–” he possibly scratched his head based off the small pause. “what do you want..?”
“uhm,” you mumbled, “do you guys still have the pineapple pizza.. urm, special after midnight offer..” it was the cheapest thing on the menu.
“we surely do!” he said weirdly sultry but playfully at the same time. for some reason, an idea popped into your mind.
“um.. what's the total?” you audibly stifled a giggle.
“um.. 7.57.” he mocked you but you didn't process it until way after you got off the phone.
“also.. can you send your hotte–”
“it's only me.” he deadpanned. your smile and giggles dropped, well damn bitch.
“oh.” you hung up and threw your phone across the bed. that was.. uh. em.. urm.. embarrassing. but now you had to wait, confront, apologize to this poor man you managed to stress out within a sentence, go to bed, probably not even eat the pizza, poke the pineapples out and feel embarrassed for the rest of your life.
you spaced out, thinking about the scenarios and possible circumstances you'll take just for him to forgive you. maybe, the second you open the door, you throw yourself into his arms.. maybe, give him a 100 dollar tip.. kiss him.. kill him, hmmmm.. singing confessions II by usher?
the 100 dollar trick will definitely work, but let's double it down to a 20 or a 10.. but first, you gotta find your wallet.
you scrambled to your kitchen to find your purse, rummaging through your lotions, vaselines, lip glosses, car and house keys and finally.. your wallet. opening it, you're met with an array of mismatched cards; victoria secret, bath and body works, marianos..? uhm anyways, your drivers license and your card!
did they take card though?
who even carries bills anymore?
the doorbell rang.
“it's pouring out here! can you open up please, I have your pizza and I really don't wanna get it wet..” his baritone yet desperate voice called from outside the door. you panicked for a bit, hands frantically searching through your papers before you sighed, trudging towards the door.
opening the door, you nearly folded inward at the most delectable man you've ever seen right in front your very eyes. he was literally drenched, his orange shirt clung to his torso; his collar bones being his most prominent feature and the extrusive trail of his abs.
you finally met eyes with him, his brown hair was dewy and besides the vivid familiar smell of pizza, you picked up the scent of rain and nature from him.
why are his eyes so big too..
his nose was really cute and perky too,
ew.. are you checking out the delivery man?!
“pizza! pizza! your double delight.. uh.. hot and ready for a bite!” hendery (you now noticed his name tag) sing-songed, swaying his figure slightly to the imaginary beat.
“here's my card!” he tsked and sighed, gripping the pizza box which you now noticed was weirdly close to his crotch.
“now, why would I take your card..?” he tilted his head with an eyebrow raise, placing one of his hands on his hip.
“because it's the way I'm pay–” hendery rolled his eyes, quite dramatically at your rebuttal and actual stupidness. who the fuck thinks that delivery drivers– especially from a cheap restaurant like little caesars would be carrying a fuckass card reader, that's more for chick fil a.
“does it look like I have a card reader?!” he said monotonous, you noticed that he said it slowly as if you were stupid or something.
oh shit.
his eyes zoned in on your curves before they trailed up to your face, “how bout this, since you're so pretty..” he looked down at the box, sucking his bottom lip before looking back up at you.
“I'll give you it for free, it's on me sweetheart..” his pearly whites flashed for a second in a chaste smile.
“wait? really?!” your stomach dropped in excitement. he reveled in your happiness, he swore your smile was the prettiest.
“they call me the employee of the month for a reason..” hendery said, leaning on the door with the pizza box still tight to his crotch. “how about I come inside, it's pouring out here..” his eyes drifted to the rain jumping off the pavement then back to you with a slight smirk.
“a gift for a gift, yeah?” without waiting for your response, he stepped in with a mischievous grin.
“well, okay then..” you muttered, making sure to keep your eyes on the strange male whilst you shuffle behind him to shut the door.
there was something keeping the box ajar. through the slit, it looked like a tip of something, uhm.. that's not his dick right?
let's hope it's a container of garlic butter.
“uhm, what's that..” the tip of your finger nudged at the foreign object poking out, he hissed at the contact. genuinely, you cannot explain how you felt in that moment. shock, confusion, maybe a bit of terror ran through your body, you tried to pull away but his calloused hand gripped your wrist.
his other hand flicked open the pizza box, was that a pineapple ring around his dick?! your jaw fucking rolled to the ground, why was it so wide, so elongated and veiny and the worst part was.. THAT SHIT WAS LEAKING ALL OVER YOUR PIZZA.
“bro, you're leaking all over my pizza! I was fucking starving!” you whined, snatching the pizza box from his hands and throwing it on the ground.
“well, if you insist..” his hand went to your waist and squeezed before lowering you to your knees slowly. “have a taste..?” his other hand rubbed his massive member leisurely, positioning his cockhead at your pouty lips. “come on now..” he took the pineapple off and threw it on the ground.
you were hesitative, but you at least have to meet him in the middle. you obliged and opened your mouth, looking up at him; you noticed the sharpness of his jaw line. goddamn, he was hot. kitty licking his salty and sweet tip, a blob of precum landed on your top lip causing you to flinch.
he giggled at that. bitchass.
the hand at the back of your hand coerced your head forward, the tang of sweat ran through your taste buds. the taste of pineapple and salt became stronger as he pushed forward and stretched your mouth past your limits, you shivered and moaned. hendery's hand wrapped around your jaw before pressing on your neck, feeling around the bulge of his hefty cock through your skin.
“you're so hungry~ hm?” he ridiculed you before pulling back a bit and slamming himself back in. “don't worry, I'll make sure you're satisfied.” he gripped your locks before maneuvering your head harshly on his member, using your mouth like a cock sleeve.
you gagged, choked and flailed around but he didn't let up, his tip rubbed your tonsils sore. his abdomen was flush with your nose before he pulled out, a trail of spit, phlegm and precum followed.
your face was warm with tears and spit, you looked up at him; he was smirking. hendery suddenly yanked you up and pushed you against the wall, he played with the strings of your pyjama pants. “so fucking cute,” he murmured whilst squeezed your cheeks, his hand was as big as your fucking head.
“tell me what you want, honey..”
“I want my pizz–”
“damn, you'll get your pizza soon!” hendery yelled with wide eyes, shoving his thumb in your mouth. “shit, you're like a fuckin’ baby..” his salty digit rubbed a circle on your tongue, your teeth found instinctively grazed the skin of the digit before biting down on it lightly. damn, you were hungry. his free hand shoved your fluffy pants to the floor with a small thud, you winced at the contact of his clammy hand fondling your ass.
it was his turn to fall to his knees, his hands fell to your thighs to squeeze and massage them before he shoved his face inbetween your legs. his tongue spread through your folds, sucking on your clit like a baby bottle.
you moaned and writhed but still had a sense of embarrassment of the sounds that resounded off the walls. he looked up at you with those fuckass doe eyes, you nearly fumbled into a ball of nothing right there. his left moved to your ass but his right stayed at your thighs, your head spun from his doings.
he then started to become reluctant, his eyes rolled back multiple times; immersing himself in the flavors of your savory juices. to be honest, the sounds of him slurping makes you want a baja blast from taco bell.
you just don't know why either.
“fuck do you think you could take me, princess?” hendery pulled away, his mouth messy with slick and a trail of drool dripping and clinging to his chin.
pulling you out of your baja blast daydream, hendery's eyes looked eager and bigg-ER like what the fuck? was he giving you puppy eyes?!
“uhm..” you looked down at his cock, it twitched like it was waving at you. “I'll see.” you shrugged and hendery fucking SMILED. again.
oh my gosh, he's so cuteeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.
hendery stood up, the height difference was now more intimidating now. you only had view of his neck once he came closer, you were kinda upset but lightened (and tightened) up once his bulbous tip rubbed against your damp hole. you could already tell that he was too big, his tip felt heavy..
“wait..!” you screamed before he pushed in, hendery sighed before looking down at you. his brown pupils bored into your uncertain ones, “what if you tear through my ass and create two holes like some king louis xiv shit..” he gave you another fuckass smile but this one was reassuring, you giggled unironically.
“you'll be fine!” he rolled his eyes but this time with a playful intention and kissed your forehead. after almost going into shock, he pushes himself in; you both grunt at the first contact. the smooth ridges of your pussy gripped him so well, practically milking him; hendery even looked at you to see if you noticed but your eyes were shut trying to accommodate to the monster's intrusion.
his shoulders slumped, guess he'll go easy on you. but you were so beautiful when you struggled.. hendery decided to test the waters once he sheathed at your cervix, he craned his neck to bite yours. you only whimpered and helped once he started to pick up a slow, steady pace just for you. the string in your stomach started to get tangled and soon break, you even started to tear up from the waves of ecstasy that launched throughout your body like mini sparklers.
sooner than later, he started pounding into you and everything around you felt humid.. your inner thighs were a sticky mess, it felt like your neck was being sucked by a vacuum and pricked by a toothpick and coated with hendery's slobber mixed with yours. you didn't even realize your mouth was agape, close it.
“sweetheart– holy shit!” you must've clenched around him or something, you didn't know what was what anymore. you might've even been deranged from the fucking monster cock that alternated your intestines functions and forms. “you're taking me so we-ll..” hendery's voice cracked a bit at the end. his jaw was unhinged, eyes shut until he looked down at the connection of your bodies.
hendery's cock swelled and twitched inside of you, emitting another moan from you and causing you to position your leg up higher. you literally wanted him embedded inside of you at this point.
“I think I'm gon–” you cut yourself off once that one particular thrust threw you off the edge. hendery's abdomen tensed when your walls pulsated around him in an erratic, yet unsteady rhythm. but the thing is, your high wasn't as long lived because once your post nut clarity hit you harder than that one ball during gym class in middle school.
you were fucking.. the pizza man.. in the middle of the night.
LIKE A FUCKING PORNO?
man oh man, you were in the fucking gutter, deep in it.. you felt like there was an audience of ghosts making fun of you, this was so fucking embarassing.
hendery pulled out of you with a pop, everything was black. did you go blind?! oh no, you just had your eyes shut. you opened them and gasped once you realized, the dick was so good, you thought you went blind. he started to gather himself but he snatched glances at you like he wanted to say something or do something. but you only stared at the stairs, what else did he expect?
he was only a delivery boy after all.
“deadass..” you croaked out of the blue, a lazy smile forming at the edge of your lips as you pondered on the unknown idea. hope resonated in his soul and visibly on his face when he turned around. “what if you tried the jizz pizza? the one you had your cock all over earlier..” you asked confidently and with a hint of curiosity, your foot nudged at his with a small snort.
hendery looked at the box, then looked at you with reassurance. it's not like you were daring him or holding him at gun point, it was just question. but something urged him in his heart that made him want to please you for some reason, like he needed to.
“are you serious?” he questioned, concern and something else you couldn't sense was etched in his features.
“yeah, try the jizz pizza!”
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xdjville · 12 days
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hendery bf texts - part two
pairing: hendery x gn!reader
cw: shit talk (literally)
author's note: i just hit 100 followers what 😭😭 thank u guys sm, i might actually go sob in the corner now
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intogyu · 2 months
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beard shaving with hendery <3
In the cozy confines of the bathroom, Hendery stood before the basin, his reflection ready for a makeover.
You perched on the sink, a playful glint in your eyes. "Alright, Mr. Hendery, time to turn this rugged look into pure perfection."
Hendery chuckled, "Only if it's with you." He handed you the shaving cream, and you skillfully applied it, your fingers gently grazing his skin. "I must say, I've never had such a charming barber."
You winked playfully, "Consider it an exclusive service for my favorite guy." As you guided the razor along his jawline, Hendery's eyes met yours in the mirror, a silent exchange of affection flowing between you.
The atmosphere was a mix of intimacy and banter, with Hendery occasionally teasing, "Careful, love, you might steal my heart along with the beard."
Your laughter echoed in the bathroom, "Would that be such a bad thing?" The air was filled with shared secrets and a palpable connection as the razor glided over his skin.
As you neared completion, Hendery's gaze turned more serious, "You know, there's no one else I'd trust with this."
You paused, meeting his eyes, "And there's no one else I'd rather be this close to."
The shaving was complete, but the tender moment lingered, captured in the reflection of the mirror. In the quiet aftermath, Hendery pulled you off the sink and into a warm embrace.
"Thanks for making even shaving an unforgettable experience," he whispered, his lips finding yours in a sweet, lingering kiss.
The bathroom held the echo of your shared laughter, the warmth of a love that found joy even in the simplest, everyday moments, and the traces of Hendery's smoother, refined look.
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minhyeong · 4 months
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WAYV + SIMPLE ACTS OF LOVE !
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[ kun ] 
reassuringly squeezes your hand when he notices you look stressed or overwhelmed
drops absolutely everything to pick you up if you call him
brings a blanket and tucks you in properly when you accidentally fall asleep on the couch
wakes up early to pack your lunch for you just so you can sleep for an extra ten minutes
reminds you to be careful for everything no matter how simple the task is
cradles the back of your neck and gives you forehead kisses as greetings instead of saying hi or bye
lets you plant your freezing cold hands and feet on his body so you can steal some of his warmth even though he's internally screaming
[ ten ] 
shares all his secrets and intrusive thoughts with you, even if it means being vulnerable
won't hang up until you say "i love you" back to him after every phone call (gives you a glare if it's a video call)
gets cute aggression and giggles and pinches your cheeks when he finds you cute
keeps a polaroid of you in his wallet and even decorated it with stickers
his gaze sometimes falls onto your lips when you're speaking
playfully bites your shoulder when he gives you back hugs
closes the physical gap between you no matter where he is and inches closer to you whether he's seated or standing
[ winwin ] 
agrees to use rock-paper-scissors to make decisions with you but strategically waits a few extra milliseconds before he shows his move just so you can have your way
opens all the doors for you
lets you steal his drink after you're done with yours
subconsciously smiles when someone mentions you and he doesn't even realize it until people are calling him whipped
remembers that one time you said he looked really good in a certain jacket and now reaches for that jacket more often
always adjusts his pace to match yours when walking together
tells you about his future plans and includes you in all of them
[ xiaojun ] 
genuinely enjoys doing mundane chores with you like washing the dishes in comfortable silence
hums and tenderly pats your back when you can't fall asleep
intensely returns your stare in staring contests and boldly steps forward until you're backed up against a wall with no escape
always takes the middle seat next to a stranger so you won't have to
protectively pulls you to the inside of the sidewalk away from the street and moving traffic
has tunnel vision when you walk into the room and forgets about everyone else
creates an entire folder dedicated to just photos of you on his phone
[ hendery ] 
leans into your palm when you touch his cheeks and then jokingly tries to bite your hand
pokes your waist incessantly to get your attention
sends you every funny video he comes across and just blows up your notifications while you're away from your phone
tells you to call him when you get back if he can't accompany you and frantically calls you first if he doesn't hear from you after a bit
laughs at all your jokes even if they're bad
stays up on special occasions folding origami flowers for you so you can keep them forever
freaks out when he sees even the smallest cut on you and threatens to fight that paper that cut your finger
[ yangyang ]
playfully teases you but gets super defensive if anyone else tries to do it
remembers something you eyed while window shopping together and surprises you with it at some point
encourages and helps you get out of your comfort zone but knows when he shouldn't push you
stops others from interrupting you when you're speaking
says he can read your palms and points at some random line saying that it indicates you'll have to marry him in the future with a cheeky grin
pinky promises you everything and actually keeps them
places kisses on your scars when you feel insecure
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wontune · 3 months
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✿𝆬 hendery ( wayv - nct ) lockscreen
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hugs2doie · 11 months
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hendery texts 👉🏻👈🏻
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random hendery bf texts !
pairing: bf!hendery x gn!reader
genre: fluff
warnings: none
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hope u like it anon! reqs r open <3
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00127am · 1 month
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"i think we all know exactly what you feel for me, " "disdain?"
@ cupidshootstokill! pretty boy point guard huang guanheng is far from a hopeless romantic. or so he thinks until he's struck by cupid's arrow (literally and metaphorically) for the ace archer of NCIT : you. the only problem is that his newfound cupid seems to be shooting to kill.
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@ information [🏹] basketball player! huang guanheng & archer! afab! reader genre fluff, comedy, smau, uni au, desperate pining man vs basketball hater girl to lovers, hendery is down embarrassingly bad and yn wants absolutely nothing to do with it warnings cursing, dark humor (kys jokes), sexual humor / innuedos status ongoing! publishes every monday & thursday @ 9AM ⤷ taglist always open!
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follow others like this! playlists. yn ➵ hendery roosters. ncit archery ➵ ncit basketball
user cupidshootstokill's posts C00. prologue C01. shot through the heart (literally!) C02. love at first fight C03. coming soon!
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yangsrose · 1 year
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a fool in love
pairing: non idol!hendery x reader
word count: 298 words
warnings: none
authors notes: this was kind of random and honestly i switched it between three different members and four different ideas but i hope it came out well!!
Hendery hated cliches. He hated the over generalised assumptions that people had of certain topics, especially relationships. He hated when people said that their heart stopped whenever they saw their significant other, mainly because he never seemed to understand how people would go about their day after one of their main ways of surviving stopped after seeing a person.
That thought process changed however, shortly after he met you. Hendery never understood how the mere presence of someone was enough to floor him, but after meeting you, he finally seemed to understand the breathless feeling that others claimed to be be a victim of. He remembers the way that he was shaking profusely during your first date, feeling as if his heart would stop at every moment of eye contact that the two of you made with each other.
He remembers the way that he used to hate the lovesick sigh and stare off into space that people did, but after meeting you, he finally understood how the mention of your name would be enough to make him turn slightly red and smile widely, despite everything that he said he would never do when he got into a relationship.
Hendery knew that he was being highly hypocritical of his past self, and knew that if he was to come from the past, he would have definitely done anything in his ability to stop you two from meeting. But now, even though he was trailing behind you like a lovesick puppy, he couldn't remember anytime where he had felt happier than how he felt in the moment. Because with you, he was fine being called a lovesick fool and embarrassing himself in front of his friends, as long as it meant that he got to spend it with you.
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lucuslavigne · 8 months
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୨୧ Alma Gêmea
Hendery × Leitora.
🤍: um neo + uma música br, fluffy, um pouco de humor (bem pouco), Hendery sendo completamente apaixonado por você ao nível de ser clichê, cartinha de dia dos namorados escrita pelo Dery, bem curtinho.
Espero que gostem!
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— Amor! — escutou Hendery lhe chamando. — Vem aqui no escritório!
— Tô indo. — respondeu.
Se levantou do sofá e foi ao escritório assim como o namorado havia pedido, bateu duas vezes na porta e entrou, encontrando Hendery sentado no chão com uma caixa aberta e várias coisas espalhadas por alí.
— O que é isso? — perguntou.
— Achei essa caixa aqui em cima da prateleira. — disse. — Tem um monte de coisas nossas aqui. — sorriu. — Tem até a carta que eu escrevi pra' você quando a gente tava' no ensino médio!
— Sério? — colocou uma mecha de seu cabelo atrás de sua orelha e se sentou ao lado do chinês.
— Aham. — respondeu. — Até a carta que eu mandei pra' você no dia dos namorados juntos tá' aqui. — sorriu pequeno.
— Deixa eu ver. — pegou a carta em questão e passou a lê-la com calma.
“ Oi S/N,
Quem te escreve é seu lindo, maravilhoso, incrível e insubstituível namorado, Hendery. ”
Riu lendo a pequena saudação escrita alí.
— Olá insubstituível namorado. — brincou com Hendery, dando um beijo na bochecha do mesmo.
— Olá minha rainha. — se juntou a brincadeira.
“ Você sabe que tenho feito tudo o que eu posso por você, e farei o que puder no futuro.
Eu quero fazer sua vida ser mais alegre do que antes, você me permite isso? ”
— Como eu sou romântico. — Hendery falou.
— Foi por isso que você me conquistou. — respondeu.
— Claro né! — falou óbvio. — Você é minha alma gêmea querida. — fez uma pose de empoderamento. — Mesmo que você não quisesse nós estaríamos juntos. — mandou um beijinho voador, lhe arrancando um riso gostoso.
“ Tem algumas coisas que acontecem que é você quem tem que resolver, mas estarei aqui para te ajudar sempre que precisar. ”
— Você realmente cumpriu com o que você escreveu aqui. — sorriu tímida, apoiando sua cabeça no ombro de Hendery.
— Eu te falei meu amor, eu faço qualquer coisa por você. — beijou o topo de sua cabeça.
“ Tenho a sensação de que você coloca a mão por dentro de mim e arranca todo mal, você me faz feliz como ninguém. ”
Lembrou das vezes em que o chinês realmente lhe disse isso, e não foram poucas, até hoje o mais alto tem essa mania de falar que você arranca todo o mal do coração dele, o deixando feliz e alegre como "ninguém consegue fazer".
“ Nós somos carne e unha, almas gêmeas, duas forças que se atraem, um sonho lindo de viver. Eu tô' morrendo de vontade de te abraçar e beijar agora! Você é tão linda, inteligente, divertida e atraente que não consigo parar de pensar em você um segundo. ”
— Amor, por que você tá' chorando? — te perguntou.
— Você é tão certo pra' mim Dery. — beijou a bochecha do mesmo, voltando sua atenção para a carta.
“ Eu poderia te contar várias outras coisas, te enaltecer cada vez mais, mas eu conheço você muito bem e sei que agora já deve estar chorando lendo isso. ”
Riu com a observação do mesmo e achou divertido o modo em que algumas coisas não mudam, se recorda de que quando leu a carta pela primeira vez chorou muito por estar extremamente feliz, e agora chorava novamente por relembrar tal coisa.
“ Espero que tenha um ótimo dia dos namorados comigo! Se prepare para nosso encontro às seis e meia.
P.S: Amo muito você.
Com carinho,
Hendery. ”
— Como eu amo você Wong Kunhang, meu Deus. — colocou a carta em cima da caixa e abraçou seu namorado, esse que a recebeu com muito carinho, afagando seus cabelos e beijando seu rosto.
— Eu também te amo muito minha vida. — sorriu ao ver você parar de chorar um pouco. — Quer que eu peça uma pizza pra' gente comer enquanto assiste alguma coisa na televisão?
— Pode ser. — sorriu enquanto enxugava as lágrimas. — Vou ir arrumando aqui.
— Se precisar de ajuda me chame. — beijou seus lábios e foi para a sala atrás do celular.
Recolheu as coisas que estavam no chão, olhando umas fotos de vocês dois na época escolar, achou uma foto de quando Hendery foi te buscar no seu primeiro emprego... Uma quando viajaram juntos pela primeira vez... Eram tantas recordações, futuramente iria guardar todas essas fotografias em um álbum.
— A pizza chega em 40 minutos. — avisou. — Vem escolher o filme. — chamou.
— Tô' indo! — colocou a caixa em cima da mesa que havia ali e foi para a sala junto de seu amado.
Até por que almas gêmeas tem que ficar juntas, seja no sentido literal ou figurado.
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Sign Me Up
- Part 1 -
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Scenario: you get to know Xiaojun's apartment and his roommate Hendery, who you seem to share a very special kind of humor with as you quickly bond over the existence of sex related neon signs (or alternatively: you're on a lightheaded pun-mission and Hendery is falling in love)
Pairing: Hendery x female reader
Requested: no
Genre: humor/ smut
Warnings: light swearing, sex puns, a very specific nasty type of humor?, flirting?
Word Count: 2100+
A/N: This thing is weirdly specific, idek what happened in my brain that day I came up with it. I just hope somebody finds it funny. If I make you laugh, it's all worth it. Hope it doesn't make you uncomfortable because it's so direct. (Part 2 will be smut.)
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"Interesting sign", you commented, pointing at the neon letters on the wall behind the couch. In a bright violet they read "blowjob area".
"My dumbass roommate thought it would be funny", your new study buddy defended its existence with a beat expression, his annoyed groan hinting at how he felt about that idea.
"I like it", you grinned.
Xiaojun halted in the midst of giving you the apartment tour and shot you a wary eyed look. "You're kidding, right?"
"No, seriously. I love it. He seems like a cool  guy." Seeing the astonishment on his features, you let out a chuckle. "Please tell me, there are more of these spread around the dorm because I feel like it implies you've got different staging areas."
His face lit up in pleasant surprise. "Wait. You're not offended by that?"
"Why would I?"
"Because you're a woman and it's kind of... I don't know. A lot of people found it... Inappropriate, I guess? Repelling?"
"I think it's hilarious." You shrugged solely. "Some people don't know how to take humor." Or how to enjoy giving head.
Xiaojun nodded, still a little unconvinced but walked you out of the living room again. Only for you both to get run in by the mentioned roommate.
"Hey, she digs your stupid sign", he let him know with a miserable laugh.
Immediately, a wide grin spread on his roommate's face as he stopped in front of you guys. Hendery mustered you briefly and met your gaze with an acknowledging look. "It's genius, right?"
"Oh come on, it doesn't even work", your friend huffed quietly, rolling his eyes.
But he got ignored as you and his roommate were beaming at each other now.
"You should get more of those and have them lead through the dorm just so it feels like you're reaching a new level at every room. Or to have others prepared with a nice little build up." You were way to excited about all the ideas and possibilities.
Xiaojun groaned and muttered to himself. "Sure. And the only visitors we'll ever have are the few people who we won't freak out with that."
His roommate was more cunning. "Oh haven't you seen the other stages? Yeah, uhm, at the door it's "greet the penis" and oh! Right here it should say "ready to blow?" And then at my room you'll get to see the neon "free sample cumshot"."
While that made you laugh, your friend seemed rather embarrassed by his loud roommate, who was now leaving with a wiggle of his eyebrows.
"Sorry. He's shameless. And he never gets laid." This time he spoke louder again.
You looked at him entirely baffled. "Not even with the sign up? By the way, "sign up" would be a good one to go below the "blowjob area" one. But like. Seriously? I know many people who'd fall for that."
Xiaojun snorted suddenly. "Yeah, name one." Then his grin disappeared in an instant, his expression turning dark again. "Oh my God, you mean yourself, don't you? Please tell me that's not..." He took a deep breath. "Are you thinking of fucking my roommate? Please, no. We have studying to do."
Awkwardly you stood there with pursed lips, busily scratching the back of your neck. "I just thought he was funny."
You weren't denying it, although that had not been what you we're thinking exactly. But you weren't entirely opposed to the idea either, now that you heard it.
You both eventually finished that apartment tour and got to your studying.
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Later that evening after coming back home and laying down with your laptop for entertainment purposes before sleep, you found yourself getting bored and for some reason searched up Hendery, Xiaojun's roommate, on social media.
"If you had more signs, people could follow their desired path of fun. And you could call that the happy trail! You might even be able to charge visitors for that." You sent him a private message and then decided to give a bit context just in case. "The neon sign lover."
"Oh wow! It's You!" Hendery replied not long after you texted. "And yes! I love your brilliant mind!"
"Sorry, I hope it isn't weird that I hit you up like this."
"Sliding into my dms? Not at all. Wanna exchange numbers? It's more comfortable."
And that's what you did.
The two of you continued joking around, texting back and forth like that for a couple of days. It was light, mostly funny and mindless. You only did some chit chat and basically went as far as discussing more custom designed signs for his place and creating some online just for fun.
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"I ordered new signs."
You stared at the received text and couldn't help laughing out loud, getting weirdly excited again. "Seriously? Which ones?"
"You can find out on Saturday when you come over and help me with picking out the right places." Hendery shot his shot and sent a winking emoji.
"Is that an actual suggestion? Because I'm free this weekend."
"Yes! You pitched those ideas after all. Or some. Maybe."
"Aww now I'm even more curious."
"Good. That means you're in?"
"Absolutely! Let's plaster your walls with nasty stuff!"
You had no idea why you enjoyed this so much but it made you feel strangely alive. And you hadn't felt true excitement in a while.
You weren't even aware of flirting, you only went with the flow and somehow that immensely silly, energetic guy seemed to tickle your goofy side. He made you forget your worries a little bit. It was a nice change.
And his bold humor sort of matched yours. For once you felt like you had signed up for something uncomplicated.
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Saturday came around and you had wondered whether it could be weird for your study buddy, Xiaojun, if you came over not for him but to hang out with his roommate who you've been having so much contact with lately.
But as it turned out, Xiaojun wasn't even there because he visited his girlfriend over the weekend. Apparently, he did that most of the free days but if he had mentioned that to you, you had forgotten.
Either way, you were alone with Hendery, unsupervised, and full of wicked ideas, trying to find good spots for the new signs.
"I gotta say, I'm glad that you didn't truly made a "greet the penis" one for the entrance. Also a bit disappointment." You laughed and inspected the selection scattered on his desk.
"Maybe I still get that later."
He had in fact ordered four, which was a lot because these things weren't exactly cheap either. And of course, he proudly presented them to you. "Okay, we got: "Let's get wet", "make it juicy", "squeeze dick to play" and "free sample cumshot"."
"These are perfect!" You snickered and then glanced at him. "Alright. Hear me out. "Let's get wet" matches the bathroom. I don't know how we're gonna make that possible but there's no other option. "Make it juicy" goes in the kitchen. Those two are really hitting the themes."
"That's what I thought", he nodded along slowly, just watching you with a grin as you spoke.
"Then, "squeeze dick to play" has to go above your computer because of the gaming." You gave him a meaningful look. "And, first of all, I love that you actually ordered the "free sample cumshot" because it's so funny, honestly. Couldn't get that out of my head ever since you said that the other day I was here. And yeah, obviously, that needs to go above your bed."
"If you say so." He shrugged amused, his gaze unwavering.
"You don't agree?" You looked at him in surprise, finally turning your head around to him.
Quickly, he shook his head, a smile on his lips. "No, no. Sounds good. We should do it."
How it happened that Hendery seemed much more composed, you couldn't have said. It was like he had more fun watching you handle it and getting all excited than that he was doing this for himself. He was still joking around and being heavenly inappropriate but just a tad calmer than expected.
You began with the bathroom and after staring at the small space for a moment, decided to place it above the door frame in the hallway, so you would see the sign before entering. It made much more sense than on the inside of the room anyway. The words "Let's get wet" could be taken quite literal and therefore wouldn't be explicit enough to upset anybody else living in this apartment or visiting.
Next was the kitchen where you installed the phrase above the table. It seemed like a fun reminder. Would probably spice up the mornings with some juicy thoughts during  breakfast.
Back in his room, it was now the turn of his gaming area. This time you were the one on the chair, fixing the sign up on the wall.
"I swear to God, if you let me fall from this chair", you joked halfheartedly, trying to trust that his hands on it would save you. "Honest, how can you guys not own a damn ladder? Just one of those smaller two or three step things. That should be a stable in every household."
"Oh I'm sorry, why didn't you say that sooner? Then I could have spent my money on that instead of these fun signs", Hendery mocked you.
Playfully, you rolled your eyes and let out a sigh. "Alright. Hand me "squeeze dick to play" and let me know if I need to adjust the position", you adviced.
He loved your confidence. You didn't falter, nothing he said seemed to surprise you enough to make you uncomfortable and you were witty to react in a like minded way.
For not really knowing you and hanging out the first time like this, you got along amazingly well.
Although you were so caught up in the job of decorating that you were totally oblivious to the observant looks and anything else you could have picked up on.
Standing on the bed was worse than his chair, the mattress making you feel wobbly on your feet. But it was his room and you thought it made more sense for him to give you directions and you acting according to it because he was the one who needed to be satisfied with the result.
"Gimme the "free sample cumshot", please." You paused at your words, pressing your lips together for a second.
"Sure. Sure. If you insist." He supressed the chuckle but was grinning widely behind you.
"You know what I mean."
"Yeah, you want the free sample." He passed you the sign and you blissfully ignored the words, feeling like you were on a mission here.
"Okay, so... in the middle? Is this the middle?" You held it up to the wall for him to judge.
"I don't know. I mean... Where do you prefer it?", he teased and couldn't help but snicker.
You looked back to him and shot him a glare but the amusement was written all over your face and so he kept grinning, unimpressed by your attempt.
You let out a defeated sigh. "Come on, be serious for a second. As soon as this is up, you can have all the fun you want with it." Realizing your once again unfortunate choice of words, you cursed. "God damnit, fuck me, that was unintentional."
"You're really good at that", he commented with another chuckle. "Also, same goes for you." Then he nudged you. "Okay, let's get it over with before those signs make you even more nervous. Put it in the middle, right about... there." He had leaned a bit closer, pointing at the selected spot for you, while having the other hand at the back of your thigh to steady your stand on the mattress as you began to install the last object.
"The signs don't make me nervous", you mumbled in concentration. "Straight or not?", you drew back a little but still had trouble to tell from up close.
"Looks perfect to me", he assured you. Then a quiet chuckle was heard as he licked over his lip. Hidden from your sight, his gaze now concentrated on something entirely different. But he was quick to let you know about it. "Just like your ass in those pants, by the way."
You nearly dropped the sign at the unexpected comment. "I know you're just messing with me but please refrain from that until after", you voiced out and fixed the position again. His flirting didn't bother you, but now even you felt the tension in the air around you.
"Fine. I'm just stating facts", he claimed in a defensive tone and let out another chuckle.
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Continue with Part 2
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lattaeyongs · 1 year
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[2:29 PM] “Okay babe, I need to eat,” You tell Hendery after thanking the waiter who set your food on the table. Your boyfriend pouts, stubbornly holding your right hand. You sigh, and pick up the chopsticks of your sushi with your left hand, but you fumble with the sticks. Pursing your lips, you breathe out in frustration. “Here, let me,” Hendery says, without letting go of your hand. He takes the chopsticks and picks up a piece of sushi, holding it close to your mouth. “Say ‘Ah’” You roll your eyes. 
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sherwees · 4 months
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cuddle-fuck-later-with-a-side-dish
cw : past arguments,dubcon reaching into noncon bcs of the manipulation part of it , mentions of abuse, reader has cuts and scratches previously inflicted on their body, and just straight fucked shit.
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Hendery gawked at you and your boyfriend, Eunseok as he shuffled the uno cards in his hands nearly giving himself a paper cut from his aggression.
This was meant to a friends night not a cuddle-fuck-later-with-a-side-dish night.
He didn't care before but now it was getting to his head, he never even realized he was staring too long until he met with Eunseok's glare.
“Do you have a staring problem, Kunhang?” He ended with a laugh and a punch to his shoulder, he wasn't truly irritated until you joined in with your ugly little high pitched scream-like laughter. It sounded really forced, fucking attention seeking bitch.
Eunseok only said his real name for satirical reasons, did he think that he was a joke?
Some type of fucking loser?
You both didn't even see him as a real friend anymore.
“I'm just wondering when you both would talk to me. It was meant to be a group– hangout.” He hung on the word ‘group’ a bit as his crude eyes only met your own, not that same soft brown from when you first met him only 2 years ago.
“Aye, there's no need to be low. You could even join in.” He snickered as he attempted to punch your shoulder but you flinched, fuck he was going to get you for that.
You felt relieved as there was a sudden buzzing beside you from the couch cushion, Eunseok's light brown strands slightly tickle your nose as he reaches over to grab his phone.
“Ah, babe I gotta take this.” He pecks your lip but it wasn't left with love but with hate. Then, he fleeted towards the hallway and unintentionally slammed a random door. He yelled a “sorry”, at least.
Now, you could only stare at Hendery, focused on shuffling the cards with his skilled fingers as you thought about what you did only a few minutes earlier and the future. Your arms crossed against your chest as your back seeked comfort on the couch behind you.
“Why are you so silent, _______?” His tone seemed slightly sarcastic but you brush it off as over thinking.
“I'm just.. sorry..? For everything I've done." You can't even look him in the eye. You don't even say it as a statement either, it was more of a question. You don't intentionally leave him out, he just doesn't talk and when you confront him, he just denies it and runs away.
He was very.. passing for a person.
“For all those times, you left me out in the cold for hours because of Eunseok, the times where you would put your anger all against me.. Sweetheart, why don't you ever consider my feelings?” His arms slowly wrap around your waist with a squeeze, he lays his chin on your collarbone; his breath tickling your neck. The warmth of his lap brings you comfort as you layed snug against him.
“But Eu-”
You flinch as he raises a finger to your lips then places a sudden chaste kiss, causing you to yank your head away.
“I raise a single finger and you could only flinch away from your true love..” His hand lowers to your inner thigh with a sigh, you could only melt into his touch as he raved on and on into your ear about your ‘fucked up’ relationship whilst he feverishly grinds his hot erection on the curvature of your ass.
He might be correct about your own beloved boyfriend..
All those nights that ended with glass shards either stuck in a cut, on the ground, the bruises on your waist from the times he would pound you on your kitchen counter for hours; ignoring your pleas to stop just because you burnt the peas.
“C’mon and I'll treat you right once and for all? You could trust me right?” He reassured in your ear whilst he fiddled with the waistband of his black cargo pants with a lazy smirk.
You could only whimper a weak yes until he slapped your thigh with a bite at your neck, raising your tone into a scream.
“That's more like it..” He manages to tug his pants down as he gracefully lays you down on his white rug, you could feel your jean skirt slightly bunch. A smile tugs at his lips as your hands immediately attempt to cover the nature of the cuts on your thigh. Your eyes gather with tears once more as he traces your half healed scars with his finger; some blood even caked up on his tip.
“Kunhang, stop.” You squeaked but he only continued, a smile accumulating on his face.
You felt the bile raise in your throat once he swirled a crimson heart on your thigh, the disgust urked you enough to slap his hand away. You were quick to maneuver yourself on your elbows, Hendery's expression turned stoic just as quickly once he landed a harsh slap to your face.
“How fucking dare you?” He practically spat in your face.
“You're fucking crazy, Kunhang!” You attempted to yell but it came out as scratchy, it made you seen weaker as always. Managing to stand with the support of the couch, the pain of your scabs shot down your legs.
“Now I understand why he beats your fuckin’ ass, you stubborn little slut.”
His words shot deep into your soul, you felt choked up from the harshness. Your felt the spit accumulate in your mouth as your lips quivered, you couldn't cry..
“Whatever, I'm finding Eunnie, I'll give you a moment.” You attempt to muster a mature tone even though you used his cutesy nickname but it only comes up as a weak whisper when you shove past Hendery. You heard hurried footsteps behind you but you didn't bother as you muttered all types of curses under your breath. I mean what type of friend fucking does that?
You could only wince as you felt a brute force pin your face against the cold wall, you felt the warm bump of Hendery's erection against your lower back.
“Maybe you could muster up a little nickname for me too, yknow?” He tutted, you could imagine the smirk across his face.
He reached for the button of your skirt as he shoved it off once he heard the clean pop of it as you writhed, attempting to escape.
“Sweetheart, your stubbornness is the main reason why males like him beat on ya’, listen to me and it wouldn't be a problem.” You felt him rub his leaking tip against your unepecting hole, causing a full twitch in your lower region and you could only grip and grab behind you for his shirt for leverage.
You cried out from the sudden stretch of his girthy cock in your clenched hole, you nearly pushed him out with aid of your slick but it only made him push harder.
“So fuckin’ tight.” He huffed into your neck as his hands found refuge around your waist with a squeeze. His member pulsated and stretched your hole out with every pound, his tip constantly hit your cervix as you ached.
Your cries only sounded like a melody to him and it only brought him closer to release. He then craned his neck to leave love bites along your own as you squealed and your legs only clenched together attempting to slow his harsh thrusts.
Embarrassed of the sounds that emitted out of you along with the sounds of his balls clapping against your wet heat along with the slick friction of his girth in your hole. You tuned it out but it only made you realize, Eunseok was only in the other room... finishing his said call from earlier.
Your head wildly snapped back attempting to blink your tears away, you scream whispered: “Hendery please!” as you attempted to nudge him away with your ass only causing him to still for a second with a slap of the back of the thigh.
“You want me so fuckin’ bad princess, m’ close and you're gonna take it all, alright?” He raspily(?) grunted as he set an inhumane pace that'll leave your hole sore for who knows how long, his damp bangs feathering your jaw.
You stumbled over your words as you tried to warn him but the only thing you got in return was the feeling of his warm seed infiltrating your hole and the sound of a door opening.
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nagis-world · 6 months
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💖As manhãs com Hendery 💖
Acordar ao lado de Hendery era tão gratificante, você sempre acordava primeiro que ele , você virou o rosto pro lado e lá estava o amor da sua vida dormindo bem tranquilo, com os cabelos compridinhos espalhados pelo rostinho e como sempre sem camisa pois segundo ele " eu vou tirar de qualquer forma de madrugada então vou ficar sem logo"
Você tem várias fotos dele dormindo na sua galeria, são suas fotos preciosas, tal como as que você tira quando rke tá distraído com algo , mas suas favoritas são as que ele sorri, o coração fica quentinho vendo ele sorrindo
"Cacete yang, tu roubou meu kill" e como sempre ele estava sonhando com jogos, você já tinha ouvido ele falar dormindo várias vezes quando ele dorme na sua casa , é cada pérola mas se segura pra não rir alto e acordar seus pais, porque era pro Wong estar dormindo no colchão ao lado e não na sua cama
Enquanto estava presa nas lembranças nem reparou que o garoto tinha acordado
"Tá pensando no que bê?"
"No sanduíche que você vai comprar pra mim mais tarde"
"Mal acordei e já tá querendo me extorquir?"
"Você vai negar um mísero hambúrguer pra sua namorada Henrique?"
"Henrique? só seus pais podem me chamar assim pra você é, amor ou princeso ou melhor momolado "
"Então meu querido momolado, vamos descer pra tomar café e depois ir no shopping"
"Você vai comprar algum mangá pra mim?"
"Hendery eu comprei pra você de dia dos namorados um action figure do sanji"
" e o que tem? Eu te dei aquele vestido da shein que você tava babando"
"Vamos fazer assim , se você for um namorado bonzinho eu te compro dois volumes de spy family"
"Bora levantar amor , acho que sua mãe tá chamando pra tomar café"
"Você é inacreditável mano"
"Eu não acredito que minha princesa tá falando igual uma maloqueira, não pode caramba"
E você não acreditava que conseguiu conquistar o filho otakinho da vizinha e só sabia que tinha sorte dele ter respondido aos seus sentimentos
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haechanhues · 5 months
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THE SERIAL LOVER
in which a girl farewells every boy she’s ever loved (or at least had romantic feelings for) in order to prove that her feelings for one particular boy are very real and unwavering. 
chapter twelve : wong kunhang
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taglist : @matchahyuck @haisuken @dinonuguaegi @replayenthusiast
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minhyeong · 4 months
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WAYV + SIMPLE DATES !
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[ kun ] 
being pushed by him on the swings at an empty playground after all the kids return home and streets slow down and you can finally have a moment of stillness
wraps his own scarf around you since it's a little chilly in the evening
sways you gently until you're asking for more momentum, but he will never not worry about you falling down so he only puts so much force
sitting in comfortable silence with the occasional creaking of the chains as you inhale the air that smells earthy and sink into the embrace of the autumn breeze
you look back and he smiles, eyes crinkling when your gazes lock, and you suddenly feel like you're eight again with nothing to fear
[ ten ] 
wearing matching pajamas and brushing your teeth together after indulging in way too much sugar for the night
he gets even louder and more unhinged than usual when all the sugar in his system hits
your shared playlist is playing in the background, volume turned up loud enough that he has to scream over the music to communicate with you but you both like it that way
laughs at all the foam that sits on your mouth as you brush your teeth when he doesn't look much neater
bumps his shoulder into yours when you make eye contact through the mirror but fakes pain when you do the same back and claims you have to kiss it better
[ winwin ] 
dragging him out to grocery shop after you opened his fridge and noticed that there was barely anything edible
pushing the shopping cart side by side with hands resting just close enough on the handle
he gets distracted and sneaks a few packs of junk food into the cart that you side eye because they're not filling, and he definitely tilts his head and gives you puppy eyes for permission to get more ice cream
but also remembers to stock up on your favorite snacks for when you go over
hands you the lightest bag and then tries to carry everything else back into the house at once because two trips are for the weak according to him
[ xiaojun ] 
napping at 6am because you stayed up all night pondering life and made sure you had someone (him) to ponder with
doesn't even have to be something deep because he will stay up to debate whether humans have one butt or two
but now you both look like zombies and have eye bags that sink all the way down to your cheekbones, so you finally put the debate aside for a moment and crawl into bed
he sets the alarm for 8am and giggles almost hysterically for a second out of disbelief because did you two really just forgo sleep to talk about butts
tenderly interlocks his fingers with yours before he shuts his eyes and mumbles that he's definitely right about the debate
[ hendery ] 
assembling furniture together after a spontaneous trip to ikea that resulted in bringing home a shelf that you definitely didn't need but wanted regardless
unboxing takes an hour because he got distracted by the bubble wrap and challenged you to see who could pop them all quicker
purposely rolls up his sleeve and unnecessarily flexes his arms when he's using the screwdriver and sends you a wink that has you fake gagging
is actually very focused on trying to decipher the instructions when you both finally get to work
proudly moves the finished product to the place you want it and tells you to put a framed photo of him on the shelf so everyone who visits can see his beautiful face
[ yangyang ]
watching a romantic comedy movie where the characters are dancing in the rain and suddenly he's pulling you off the couch so you can do the same on your small balcony
the downpour is sharp and almost feels as if it's trying to pierce through your skin that grows colder by the minute
it's a little awkward at first and you have no idea what you're supposed to do, but he rubs the rain out of your eyes and tugs you close
you forget about the cold rain when he dramatically twirls and dips you, and you erupt into a fit of giggles as the thrill hits you
makes sure to dry your hair with a towel after you take a warm shower and kisses the crown of your head
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klimtjardin · 11 months
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(Morning/Evening) Routine
with Hendery
{isso é ficção; part. do Xiaojun; romance; intimidade; fluffy; cenário doméstico; slice of life}
É acordada pelo tec tec tec das teclas, que reconhece ser do computador de Hendery. E logo após esticar os músculos num bocejo, de olhos pequeninos, visualiza a tela e seu namorado. Ainda de pijamas, Hendery está em frente a máquina ligada.
— Caramba, Hendery! — manha, atraindo a atenção dele, até então inconsciente de que despertara. — De manhã já, isso ligado...
— Na verdade, são duas da tarde — Hendery desdenha.
Duas da tarde de um dia com sol entre nuvens, como pode visualizar pelo cantinho da janela, daqueles em que a vontade de sair de entre os lençóis é mínima. Tem desejo de fazer panquecas e coar um café quentinho para um brunch com Hendery. Há morangos e amoras na geladeira. Talvez convidem Xiaojun.
Depois de tomar um gole de água, te encarando de sobrolho enquanto você se espreguiça mais uma vez e põe as mãos no rosto, ele volta para o aconchego da sua companhia, na cama.
— Como se você não pegasse o celular a primeira coisa da manhã pra olhar as blogueiras que você segue — te expõe. Seu tom de voz é divertido e lento, rouco, delatando que também acabou de acordar.
— Tsc, cala a boca...
— Vem calar — provoca, já se inclinando para alcançar seus lábios e cumprir a palavra.
Se beijam. Permanece com uma das mãos no rosto do namorado, o acarinhando no queixo. Hendery pega na sua mão, dedilha seus dedos. Ficam assim no instante, enquanto seguem o diálogo:
— Tomou banho? — você pergunta. Tem o lampejo de uma ideia.
— Tava te esperando — ele confessa.
Você se estende para pegar o celular da cabeceira. Descobre que, assim como Hendery diz, são duas e cinco da tarde. É como se fosse uma manhã arrastada, no entanto; a manhã de um feriado nacional, em que a maioria dos membros foi ver a família, e por isso, Hendery aproveitou a rara ocasião em que teria o apartamento praticamente para si, para te convidar a passar a noite. Embora Xiaojun estivesse lá ainda. Vocês o convidaram para comer pizza e depois brincaram de karaokê madrugada a dentro.
— Viu a foto que a Cecília postou da sua sobrinha? Ela cresceu muito! — você diz, colocando o celular nas mãos de Hendery, porque o bebê de Cecília não para de crescer e talvez as roupas que tenham comprado para ela precisem ser trocadas.
Hendery vê a foto e esboça um sorriso; toda a vez que vai ao shopping, ele se sente na obrigação de mimar a sobrinha. Mas bloqueia seu telefone e larga de volta na cabeceira, protestando, pois esse feriado é de vocês. Não de Cecília, sua sobrinha ou Xiaojun:
— Depois sou eu, né?!
Você se aconchega mais nos braços do rapaz. Está começando a ficar frio e é preciso reunir um pouco mais de coragem para sair da cama, escolher uma muda de roupas e entrar para o banho. Ainda que está tão confortável no acalento do namorado.
— Que tal a gente ir naquele café ao invés de ficar aqui? — sugere ele, o queixo raspando no topo de sua cabeça.
— Ah, eu tava a fim de fazer panquecas... pergunta pro Xiaojun se ele quer.
— Mas sou eu seu namorado. E a gente já fez isso da outra vez... — Hendery pende todo o corpo para o lado, meigo.
Travam uma batalha de olhares, testando quem se convence primeiro. Você, num salto, afasta o edredom e se levanta.
— Aonde você vai? — Hendery clama.
— Tomar banho, ué! Você não quer sair?
Se convence que o plano de ficar em casa de pijama irá, literalmente, por água abaixo. Mas é bom, assim evita fazer bagunça na cozinha. Chega no banheiro, abre o registro e se despe. Coloca a cabeça embaixo do jato fervendo de água, deixando que lave o seu aspecto preguiçoso. Logo, a porta do Box desliza e Hendery se infiltra para dentro.
— Como você não sai descamada desse banho?!
Ele sempre se surpreende com a temperatura, mas você gargalha. As palmas das mãos encontram o peito do namorado, dá-lhe um beijo no queixo. Ele te embala nos braços, apaixonado. O banho é mais rápido do que intencionam, regado a Hendery fazendo palhaçadas com a espuma do sabão e cantarolando para você como um cantor de ópera.
— Shh, vai acordar o Xiaojun! — sussurra entre um sorriso e outro, beijando-lhe estalado mais vezes.
— 'Hendery, vamos sair com o Xiaojun', 'Hendery, vai acordar o Xiaojun'! — ele debocha, fazendo uma voz estridente. — Não sabia que tínhamos tido um bebê!
Você faz uma concha com as duas mãos embaixo do chuveiro e joga água nele.
— Golpe baixo! — Hendery te envolve com os braços e leva para o jato de água, mudando rapidamente para a temperatura fria.
— Ah, tá bom! tá bom! — você ri ao sentir a súbita mudança, acompanhada de um calafrio. — Eu saio só com você! — se rende.
Hendery ergue os cantos dos lábios, vitorioso, e desliga o registro.
— Me chama de 'meu amor'? — pede.
— Bobão! — você brinca.
É atacada por beijos em seu pescoço e rosto enquanto a água seca em seus corpos.
— Vai logo, meu amor, ou a gente vai se gripar!
E quase sem desgrudar de você, Hendery abre o Box novamente para pegar a toalha. E torce, secretamente, para que Xiaojun não os tenha ouvido, pois jura que esses momentos de intimidade são mais especiais por ficarem apenas entre vocês dois.
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