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theuniversein-you · 2 years

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YOU AS A NCT DREAM MEMBER

✧ ˚ imagine: renjun finds you binge eating at night

✧ ˚ genre: drabble, idol!au, amab!reader, fluff, angst

✧ ˚ warning: binge eating, eating disorder, self-deprecation, mc is underweight

✧ ˚ disclaimer: THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION. the characters do not reflect the personality of the actual artists themselves, and should be treated as separate beings.

✧ ˚ author notes: omg so this is just smth that i kinda wanna make a series with, an 8th member of nct dream! altho, this drabble is a bit personal for me(i won’t elaborate further) but you must read the warnings b4 proceeding bc it can be triggering to someone!

✧ ˚ word count: 791 words

Sneaking out of the shared bedroom with Renjun proved to be easy than you expected. You expected him to wake up from how you move a lot in your bed, considering he’s been restless ever since the promotions, but he was dead asleep when you stood up from the bed. You didn’t want to disturb his well-deserved rest so you tip-toed away.

Although staying awake late at night is a bad idea, you couldn’t bring yourself to care when you felt a large craving for food. You recently learned that you were alarmingly underweight and it’s been eating up your mind. It became a nightly occurrence where you sneak in at midnight to eat whatever you can get your hands on.

However, you wouldn’t ever steal your member’s food, of course. That’s why you spent a lot on snacks. If you’re lucky and you’re alone, you’re most likely to order. Jaemin has been complaining that you’re hogging the cabinet space and the fridge with the number of snacks you’ve been buying.

You scoffed at yourself. You didn’t see the younger ones complaining, and you don’t mind when they help themselves with the things you buy.

You opened the fridge, mouth watering at the sight in front of you. You grabbed at the first thing you could see, which is a milk carton. You slid down to the counter behind you, drinking the milk in one gulp.

Tonight might’ve been the luckiest you’ve ever felt since you’ve just recently restocked the snack supply and added the cartons of milk as a mix. You remembered Renjun’s mouth drop when he comes back seeing three cardboard boxes filled with your favorite snacks, ramen, and drinks(you threw in the tteokbokki as a bonus, too) and you stocking the cabinets.

They would’ve been suspicious by now, but that’s the normal life of someone with the same lifestyle you have. You’ve subjected yourself to intense diets to remain perfect in the public eye, and now you paid the price. You only noticed the signs when you felt yourself getting tired more easily than usual and how you would throw up occasionally after a heavy meal.

It was dark in the dorm, and only the light from the fridge is the only one illuminating the room. You grabbed the Honey Butter chips, picking a large amount to fit in your mouth. You eyed your next victim; the box of thin Oreos on the counter.

“(Y/N)?”

You jumped in surprise, not expecting anyone to come in to see your nightly routine. You turned around to see a flabbergasted Renjun looking at you.

“Oh my god, what is this mess?” he exclaimed, walking to your position. He started to pick up the empty carton of milk lying down on the floor. You didn’t even notice that you’d already finished it in one gulp.

Examining the object, he sighed, “So you’ve been the one finishing all our milk supply, and I thought it was Jeno or Jisung...”

Guiltily, you adjusted your sitting position, leaning your thighs against your chest. You didn’t want anyone of your members to see you in your miserable state, especially not Renjun. You are aware that he will be incredibly worried and fussy.

“R-Renjun, I can explain...”

You didn’t notice Renjun sitting next to your huddled position. You couldn’t bring yourself to look at him, knowing he’ll be squeezing you for answers. Not that it is a bad thing, since he does deserve to know at some point.

“(Y/N)...” he murmured, “You told me you didn’t want to have dinner earlier because you were full...”

“I was, and I’m not particularly hungry. I just felt like eating,” you explained briefly.

He tilted his head, “Just like the other nights you’ve been sneaking around?”

Your eyes widened, turning to look at him hastily. So he’s known all this time...

“Renjun please...”

“No, (Y/N), I feel as if it’s more than just that...” he said, his voice getting softer, “You don’t have to tell me, I just need to make sure you’re feeling okay...”

If it weren’t for you holding the bag of chips in your fist tightly, you would’ve grabbed Renjun and hugged him tightly. You held back the tears that are building up in your eyes. You don’t want to cry, not now. Not when you look like a mess on the kitchen floor.

“We can keep this our little secret, don’t worry.” he said, his shoulder now touching yours after he moved closer to you, “But you shouldn’t ever feel ashamed about yourself.”

You nodded, slowly eating a chip in your mouth.

“You shouldn’t eat so fast though, you might choke and die.”

“That’s true. You want some?”

“Sure, but you’re the one cleaning this up.”

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weirdkpopgirl · 3 days

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All I Need | Renjun Imagine #6

Title: All I Need

Genre: Fluff, kinda angsty

Warnings: mentions of mental health, vague mentions of anxiety, a little suggestive, making out

Word Count: 531

Author's Note: This was a request from an anon, and technically my request box is closed. However, I thought the idea they gave was cute and thought it wouldn't hurt to write a little something for Renjun. I feel like I don't write enough stories where the reader is comforting the member, rather than vice versa. And I know Renjun won't see this (thank God), but I truly believe he deserves the world and I sincerely hope he's getting the rest he needs for his physical and mental health. I hope those who are also struggling are taking care of themselves too. Thank you for reading ^ ^

P.S. I have quite a few things I'm working on writing-wise so please look forward to my future works!

𓆩⟡𓆪༝༚༝༚༝༚༝༚༝༚༝༚༝༚𓆩⟡𓆪༝༚༝༚༝༚༝༚༝༚༝༚𓆩⟡𓆪༝༚༝༚༝༚༝༚༝༚༝༚𓆩⟡𓆪༚༝༚༝༚༝༚༝༚༝༚𓆩⟡𓆪༝༚༝༚༝༚༝༚༝༚༝༚𓆩⟡𓆪༝༚༝༚༝༚༝༚༝༚༝༚𓆩⟡𓆪

When you noticed Renjun’s declining mental health and encouraged him to take a break, you didn’t think he’d actually listen to your advice. You were aware of the concerns and disheartenment that came after the company’s announcement about him not participating in upcoming activities. Despite your boyfriend’s evident disappointment over not performing with his members, you were grateful for his decision to prioritize his well-being.

Shortly after the announcement was made, you headed over to his dorm in hopes of lifting his spirits. When a physically and emotionally exhausted Renjun opened the door to you holding a Moomin plushie and a grocery bag of ingredients for hot pot, he never felt more loved. Not a second was wasted before he was pulling you into a tight embrace.

“Thank you for being here with me,” he murmured, prompting a small smile to grace your lips.

Returning his hug, you rested your chin on his shoulder. “Why wouldn’t I be?”

For the first time in a while, the two of you enjoyed a quiet evening where you ate good food and caught up on your lives. After dinner, Renjun pulled you into his room for some much-needed cuddles. Nestled in his bed, you let him be the small spoon as he shared what had been troubling him lately.

“I wish I could take all your pain away,” you said quietly, subconsciously tracing the contours of his face.

The boy’s eyes glimmered with appreciation, and he relaxed under your touch. “Even if you could, I wouldn’t let you.”

Your lips parted to rebut his words but were stopped by a warm pair of lips pressing against yours. With widened eyes, you saw Renjun’s endearing expression after he pulled away.

“You’re all I need,” he whispered, before leaning in once more.

Admittedly, you thought the second kiss would be the last for the night. But Renjun didn’t stop this time, catching you a little off guard. Even though after a year of dating, intimacy had not been extensively explored in your relationship. Mainly because the both of you had boundaries and wanted to respect them, but this…this kiss that seemed to stretch on and on, and you didn’t hate it.

His lips moved slowly against yours, as his fingers traced feather-light patterns along your jawline. With gentle pressure, he tilted your chin upward for a better angle to deepen the kiss. Eventually, you stopped letting your thoughts distract you and gradually allowed yourself to surrender to the moment. Your hands found their way to his back, pulling him closer as you kissed back in hopes of conveying all the comfort you wanted to give him.

It was enticing, losing yourself in this shared intimacy. Then when you finally parted for air, you noticed the glisten of tears in Renjun’s eyes.

“I love you,” he whispered against your lips, “so very much.”

You smiled, feeling your eyes get glossy as well. “I love you too, Jun.”

He embraced you once more, holding you closer than ever. It was at this moment when you silently promised to stay by Renjun’s side forever.

If you were all he needed, then you were willing to give everything.

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huang-minjisu61 · 9 months

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Pretty boy✨

#renjun #injun #kpop #nct dream #sm stop gatekeeping renjun #nctzen #huang renjun #nct #renjun fluff #renjun x reader #jaemin #jeno #park jisung #mark lee #chenle #haechan

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127luvr · 1 year

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currently going through terrible post concert depression so can you maybe write smth where renjun and reader spend some time together after the tds2 berlin concert ended. maybe exploring the city a bit, but ik not everyone knows a lot about berlin so them spending time together in the hotel is also fine :')

Moon

Huang Renjun x Male Reader

“I don’t know how the fans do it Renjun.” You rub the dark birthmark on his hand, counting the tiles on the floor as you walked side by side. “I mean… seeing you one night in concert and then having to go home… back to seeing you on a tiny screen. I don’t know how I’d survive like that. It’s a miracle we made it through quarantine.”

He pushes you with his shoulder, scrunching his nose in fake annoyance as he comes to a stop. It’s hours after the concert ended—the venue sits empty and silent compared to the ground shaking music and lively screams from fans that leaked from it just a while ago. It’s still ringing in your ears, not quite registering how different the Renjun you had by your side was from the Renjun that performed on stage. You watched him from your peripheral vision, how he kicked rocks and moped around the entrance of the venue, scared of exploring a city so unfamiliar.

“I booked us a food tour for earlier, but you got too busy and it’s far too late to go now—” You catch the frown growing on Renjun’s face, quickly spinning him around to face you. “Hey, it’s okay. I wasn’t done with what I was saying. Anyway—I was thinking since we can’t do that we could either join Jaem and Jisung at the East Side Gallery or we could walk to the Oberbaum bridge. It’s just a few minutes away but it’s so worth it.”

“I think that you’ve had to share me with enough people tonight, let’s go to that bridge.” You smile from ear to ear, offering him a small peck before following the address you typed in on your phone.

The walk is mostly quiet. The only noise that reached your ears was the sound of Renjun’s puffy sleeves clashing on the side of his jacket as he swung your hands together. The two of you ogled at the empty streets, letting it slip your minds that it was past midnight and you were lucky to see two people outside in this weather. You keep your eye on the river next to you, smiling at the lights that bouncing off of it. You couldn’t think of better person to experience it with other than Renjun. There was nothing he loved more than being a tourist in other cities. He was so curious about everything—the park the two of you passed—the gallery that was just down the path—down to the lively club that sat on its lonesome. There were questions even you didn’t know the answer to—not that he cared. He was mostly asking just to ask, not looking for a real response.

Once the two of you reached the bridge you were breathless. You let go of Renjun’s hand, racing him to one of the many window-like openings that overlooked the river. You looked far into the horizon, taking in the sights as Renjun came up behind you. His footsteps echoed around the corners of the empty deck.

Your (e/c) eyes reach the moon, a soft smile settling on your lips. “The moon is beautiful, isn’t it?”

Renjun’s arms find their way to your torso, his head resting on your shoulder as he balances his body weight on you.

“I think that phrase only works if it’s in Japanese.” He pinches your hip, too comfortable to move from his stance behind you. He can’t think of a better way to spend his night. Watching the lights reflect off the river underneath you. Watching as your (s/c) complexion glows next to the orange architecture of the bridge. He is glad he agreed to this—adding a simple, yet significant memory with you here was a reason to come back and explore more of the city with more time. “But yes, the moon is beautiful, (Y/n/n).”

#Huang Renjun #injun #renjun x male reader #nct #nct dream #nct u #nct x male reader #nct dream x male reader #nct u x male reader #x male reader #hellooooo thank you for requesting #I did a little research on Berlin 😸 so it could be a little accurate but! if something’s off/wrong let me know plssssss #I’m sorry about the post concert depression:( I know just the feeling I don’t know how I’ll continue with life after seeing them all #for the first time #i hope that you had the time of your life at the concert #<3

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babysubinnie · 2 years

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the new boy? // lee jeno

🥦 pairing:: lee jeno x reader 🥦 genre:: fluff, angst, college!jeno 🥦 summary:: you, renjun, and jeno were the closest friends since the summer of junior kindergarten. 7 years later, in the winter of grade four, jeno moved away. 11 years later, the trio is standing in the same room together, except this time, jeno or you won’t let each other go.

a/n:: there are alternating pov’s in this story! and i kinda got carried away...

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“injun, are you done editing your psych assignment yet? let me look. please.” i pouted across the table to look at renjun. he scoffed sticking up his middle finger up at me before he even looked up at me. i walked to the other side of the table putting my arms around his shoulders pressing my face to his. when i had started walking over, he flipped his phone over faster than i could say his full name. i didn’t want to say anything so i just stood there begging him to let me look at his assignment.

“y/n, we’re here so you can do your assignment without my help. i have to go now but you better finish. i’ll see you tonight after practice.” he winked then gathered all of his stuff, glanced at his phone, then walked off. whatever he was up to, he did not want me to know. at all.

“you have practice again tonight? you said you would help me all night. what kinda best friend are you!?” i screamed as he held up half a heart as the door hit him on his way out. i mumbled a thousand curse words then finished my assignment as quickly as i could and headed over to crash their practice.

i walked over to the practice room where renjun was with his little “dance club”, there were six of them usually but there was a seventh today. he had a white wife beater on, and had the sexiest undercut. i walked in keeping my eyes on my phone, trying to distract myself from looking at the new kid.

“hi baby.” as i was walking over to the couches of the practice room. a pair of arms wrapped around my waist from behind me, and a pair of lips pressed a kiss to my collarbone.

“hi babes.” i looked at the mirror to meet eyes with mr. i will flirt with anything that moves. i smiled turning around to put my arms around jaemin’s shoulders staring into his eyes. he gasped dramatically because i hadn’t called him the name i usually did.

“thank you for coming to visit me today. you going to take me out on a date today?” he smirked then whispered into my ear, pulling me closer to him before lifting my chin with his index finger.

“ahem.” mark had cleared his throat and i turned to look at him not letting go of jaemin. i smiled then turned to face him ready for my snarky comment. jaemin put his arms back around my waist, and rested his chin on my shoulder.

“what lee? you jealous? would you like me to give you some attention too?” i giggled with jaemin then scanned the room making eye contact with the new boy. except, he wasn’t a new boy. i knew him, but i couldn’t place how.

“who’s the new boy?” i whispered to jaemin and haechan came over to me putting his arm on my shoulder.

“renjun brought him.” i looked at haechan then turned to look at renjun. he was avoiding all eye contact, completely pretending that i wasn’t staring a hole into his face at the moment. i walked up to renjun giving him the ‘if you don’t tell me who this boy is look’, and he nodded putting his hands up in defeat.

“follow me.” he took me to the side and took a deep breath before he started stalling because whoever this boy was, he didn’t want to tell me.

“you remember your first love lee jeno? well...”

jeno

i knew it was her the minute she walked through those doors. the hair, the eyes, the walk, and her fucking smile. my y/n. i lost her once and i sure as hell am not losing her again. looking at her flirting with jaemin and mark, she’s grown up, and very well for that. there hasn’t been one day i haven’t thought about her. 11 years later, and she’s become even more perfect then when i last saw her. and i’m still just as crazy about her as i was 11 years ago.

i mean i knew renjun and her were still the closest of friends, i mean they stayed together since we were 7 years old. renjun had facetimed me when we had reconnected four years ago but i also knew that he didn’t tell y/n we talked.

so when i saw her for the first time in 11 years, i had no idea she had grown up to be this stunning of a woman. the reason? renjun had refused to let me see her because he was trying to stop me from the fact that i was still in love with her even though he knew it was an impossible mission.

“HUANG RENJUN!” the sound of her voice woke me from my thoughts of her. i looked at the two of them, renjun holding up his hands because he was two seconds away from getting beaten. jisung and chenle had ran over to her pulling her away from renjun.

“let me go. he deserves to die for this. i don’t care if you helped me pass psych first year, you’re dead when these two let me the fuck go.” even though my friend was about to be killed, i couldn’t stop smiling at her. fuck i’m so in love with her.

y/n

“you’re telling me, that man over there is THE fucking lee jeno? my lee jeno?” i whispered screamed but no one but renjun heard me. he nodded and my whole body froze. i looked over at jeno, and he was deep in thought so he wasn’t even looking at me. i looked him up and down, and i’m not going to lie, he was hot. i don’t even think, no correction looking at him made me stop thinking, period.

“i’m sorry i didn’t want you to find out like this, i was going to let you guys meet on your own i-” he started talking but i didn’t want to hear some bullshit excuse like ‘i did it for your sake’ or ‘i didn’t know how you would react’.

“renjun-”

“no, i’m serious. i was going to tell you.” he put his hand on my arm trying to get me to look at him but i didn’t want to look at him. i was so pissed i couldn’t see anything else. i waited 11 years for jeno to come back.

“HUANG RENJUN!” i leaped at him but both my arms were held back by the youngest two. i struggled trying to get out of their grip but they wouldn’t let me go.

“let me go. he deserves to die for this. i don’t care if you helped me pass psych first year, you’re dead when these two let me the fuck go.” i stomped my feet trying to push towards renjun. but he ran behind jeno who was smiling so damn bright at me. when i finally got chenle and jisung off me, i ran over to renjun with jeno in between. i put my hands on his chest unknowingly until he had stiffened. then i realized what i was doing. i didn’t move, i just looked up at him.

“hi y/n.”

“jeno..” i cleared my throat as i said his name, lowering my hands back to my sides but he caught my hands as it fell, placing it back where they were.

jeno

when she placed her hands on my chest, but whole body froze. i stopped moving, while i stared down at her but i needed to seem like it didn’t affect me. she was so close to me, i could smell her. her marshmallow perfume was all i could smell when she stepped this close to me.

“hi y/n.” i managed to finally speak when she made eye contact with me. her eyes widened when she had realized what she was doing.

“jeno..” she breathed out my name and i felt my whole body go numb. i thought i was about to melt into the ground.

“it’s been a while.” i smiled nervously continuing to hold onto her hands that were on my chest still. she nodded then stepped closer to me. what the hell are you thinking y/n? step one step closer and i swear i will kiss you in front of all these boys.

“how have you been?” she smiled and i swear time had stopped. how badly i wanted to tell her that i’d been thinking about her every single day since i left and that i was so in love with her.

“i-”

y/n

he started talking but i grabbed his arm and ran. i couldn’t stay in this room with all these boys staring at us, and i desperately needed to be alone with jeno.

“y/n-”

“jeno just- just shut up and follow me.” i looked around to see that one of the rooms across the hall were empty. i pulled him inside and sat him down on the chair. i started pacing around because i had so much to say to him and i had no fucking idea where to start.

“okay look, i don’t know what’s going on, and i’m not exactly sure why you’re back. i have so much to say to you i don’t know where to start. i guess i could start asking questions but-” i kept pacing because i didn’t want to look at jeno. if i looked at him i would blurt out the fact that i loved him.

“y/n.”

“i don’t where to start with that either. okay i could tell you about me, or-” i bit my lip and started chewing on my nail extension.

“y/n. just shut up.” he stood up, putting his hands on my face laughing. he shook his head then pressed his lips to mine backing me up against the wall as he was kissing me.

“i fucking missed you so much. i thought of you every fucking day for 11 years y/n.”

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skyrohyucks · 2 years

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Accident

PAIRING: Renjun x reader

You had a very exhausting day at the school. Having to study for the upcoming exams and on top of that having tons of assignments to submit was draining all of your precious energy and time. You sigh as you think about all the work you had piling up at home. A peaceful break was all you wanted to have but it was getting difficult as days pass on.

After the long and boring history lecture ended, you quickly started packing your bag so that you could reach home early and rest for a while. Being in such a hurry, you didn't notice your small diary slipping out of the pile of books. But someone else sure did.

You walked- more like dragged yourself out of the class, wanting nothing but sleep. Meanwhile, Renjun picked up the diary that fell from your hands. "Clumsy girl" he muttered as he set after you to return your diary.

You hear footsteps behind you. You were already very irritated and tired, so you ignored the footsteps, walking faster. You still hear the footsteps behind you. "I don't have any time for this bullshit" you cursed under your breath. Gritting your teeth, you turned to the lane on the right, hiding behind the walls to surprise the culprit.

You hear the footsteps slowly heading towards you. As soon as they turn in the corner to enter the lane, you deliver a hard punch to their face. Your eyes widen in shock as you watch Renjun cursing you under his breath, catching his nose.

"WHY TF DID YOU PUNCH ME?" "YOU WERE THE ONE WHO WAS FOLLOWING ME" "I JUST WANTED TO RETURN YOUR DIARY TO YOU" he yelled, handing you your diary. Guilt immediately washed over you as you looked at him with regretful eyes.

And that's how you found yourself in your bedroom, treating Renjun's nose. "I'm so sorry" you apologized continuously. Renjun intentionally yelled in pain, finding you really cute sitting there, treating his nose. He found it really cute that you were worried for him.

"You can repent for your mistake, you know," he said suddenly. "Okay...what can I do?" You asked, as you were feeling really guilty. "Let me take you out on a date."

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ncitygirls · 3 years

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eternal - jaemin x f reader

fluff, smut, vampire!jaemin, 2.2k

he had yet to utter a word since his confession, and neither had you, though you had tried piecing together a worthy response. he simply watched you as you watched him, your eyes focusing on each delicate ridge in his skin, admiring his nonexistent pores; how the thin slithers of light that broke through the poorly drawn curtain, shone on a bend from the ends of his bangs down and around his chin. a kind reminder of what you swear you have always known, but regret to have never questioned.

“jaemin?”

“my love?”

“have you always been this beautiful?’

he had to admit he was taken back. those are the first words you have said in a long while. they are your first words since he told you three minutes and twenty-five seconds ago - he was counting, not actively, but over time his mind has created room for his thinking to expand, to surpass humanity’s understanding of thought, and most times he welcomes it. but not at times such as these - where he knows he told you three minutes and twenty-five seconds ago, and your first words are in awe of him.

“i told you i am undead.. and that is what troubles you?”

“your beauty is far from troubling,” you retort, eyes still inspecting his face. jaemin’s mind wanders back to when he once pitied humans. how they thought what they saw was really seeing. victims of an already limited life, the human eye is only able to pick up a fraction of their sublime reality. yet the way your eyes traverse each of his features, as if to commit them to memory, he surely found a compelling reason to admit their eyes were not so lacking. “was it the bite that made you so handsome?”

“i wasn’t bitten,” he corrects, as the pads of your thumbs sweep over his cold knuckles, your touch casting a reverence over the scene. he lets out a pretty laugh at your assumption, the soft crease between your brows forming as he destroys your fictional understanding of his kind. “humans have always had a skewed understanding of our lore.”

“so your mother and father were vampires?”

“no.” it has been some time since he has had to explain vampiric lore to a human, but his mind retains his memory of it all the same. “it is not dissimilar to what humans call possession? or a spell? it is a combination of the two.”

“did it hurt?”

jaemin cannot help but melt at the notes of concern lacing your tone. it is his turn to pass his thumb along your knuckles before flipping your hand over, letting his finger trace a swirl in your palm, offering a soft shake of his head. “it makes one feel queasy, a consequence of the change in dietary needs.”

your hand stiffens beneath his touch as your eyes drop to examine them. he fears he has spoken out of turn, pushed the astonishingly pleasant conversation down a dark hole. jaemin once believed humans to be predictable, but you continue to challenge that. “is that why my invites to have you for dinner always go unanswered?”

“i knew that wounded you, angel.”

“it did no such thing!” his chin drops, eyes boring into you in a successful attempt to lure the truth out of you. he immediately softens when you exhale, in defeat of his gaze or distaste at your transparency, he does not know. jaemin would soften all the same. “i will admit, i did make assumptions to make sense of your refusal.”

“did you think i preferred not to visit?” you had never noticed the flecks of red in the perimeter of his irises until now. they glowed slightly, as if enraged, though you know not with you. “there are rules we must follow when entering a new space, silly, unchangable rules.” his frown deepens when you nod, always understanding even when you shouldn’t. “i apologise if I hurt you, angel.”

“hush now, you need not apologise.” you’re proven right when his eyes return to the perfect colour you remember them for: a golden swirl moving within the rich cocoa, shining only as the light hits it. relief floods him when he rests his forehead on your own. he grips your hips firmly, swaying you both as you call for him.

“jaemin, what is it you do eat?”

“pretty girls named y/n.” oh how he wished you would have laughed then, instead of him opening his eyes to find your horror stricken face. “i swear to you that was a joke. that was in poor taste, i am so sorry.” you find his apology hard to believe as his body shakes, shaking your whole frame along with him.

“do not,” you hit his arm once, “mock,” and a second time though ineffective, “me!”

he saves himself quickly, retreating to safety by putting an unrealistic amount of distance between you two in an inexplicable amount of time. when he abandoned you, you nearly collapse forward with the force you were using to hit him before catching yourself.

“come here.”

“i drink blood.” you did not particularly dislike his attempt to stay on topic, just the topic itself. you try to appear enlightened but you have always found it difficult to repress your repulsion. “i know you have no interest in the macabre.”

“blood is meant to be inside you.”

“i think it tastes great.” he quickly arrives in front of you, your open books and abandoned letters fluttering all over the room as his speed garners its own winds. his thumbs journey over the veins on your wrists, slowly trailing up your forearms. he only speaks again when he hooks his thumbs under your jaw, tilting your head to allow his teeth to graze over the column of your neck. “it is reminiscent of fruit. some blood is like grapefruit and lemon. while some are akin to grape, strawberries.”

“oh,” you sigh, heart slowing as his lips drag along the base of your throat. he pulls back, gazing longingly at your wonderment as you feel his mood swing. bitterness seeps into his eyes in how his taste for blood ironically remains the only provision of some kind of memory of flavour, of normality. “do you enjoy it?”

“blood?”

“being a vampire.” no one has ever asked him such a thing. is there anything to enjoy about eternal life? about reliving his youth, being relocated, remade, renewed over and over and over, for an eternity.

as he gazes down at you, he remembers with all the bad must come some good.

“not always,” he smiles knowingly, thinking of his friends. the lives they built for themselves over a combined millennia. it almost makes him retract saying that. “i do regret some things. like allowing haechan to convince us to help real witches free the falsely accused during the witch trials. only to later discover he had a wager on being able to free more than their coven could.” he loved the way your eyes followed along, he loved knowing he could finally share his life in its entirety with you. “i have a thousand reasons why i should hate it, but I cannot bring myself to.”

“why?” he will find a way to forgive himself for giving you a reason to ask. he will ensure you needn’t ask again.

“because,” he whispers into your mouth, his lips slipping between your own, fingers clasped behind your neck. “if i had died in 1625, i would not have had the honour of making your acquaintance.”

“this is hardly an acquaintance,” you remind him, counting his years in your head as he pulls you flush against him utilising less than a speck of his strength. “careful grandsire,” it tumbles from your lips as he licks against your mouth. “i am not sure a man even three hundred years your junior could make it through what you are starting.”

“you needn’t worry about me,’ he sighs, his groin rolling against your own, his fingers clinging to your breakable frame. “though i must confess, my eating pretty girls named y/n was not said solely in jest.” his fingers toy with your knickers, ice cold digits moving freely along the waistband. “in fact, i fear my sanity depends on it. might you be of some aid?”

“who am i to deny a man nearing his fourth century?” he begs himself not to laugh, if only not to kill the mood but more so to avoid dignifying your mockery. his laughter morphs quickly into pants, your hand slotted wickedly between his own and his groin. “how might i be of assistance to you?”

“just as you are,” he whispers, his dulled teeth passing dangerously along the shell of your ear. as a man of his years, patience isn’t something which he is in short supply. but even then, one grows tired of waiting, for coitus, for love, for you. he is quick to remove your hand, finding his own pacing as he presses you against the wall, your heat pulsing beneath his cock, practically leaking. “i forgot how pliant humans are,” it is wicked how he watches you, his fingers rolling your hardened nub betwixt their pads. you shudder at the sight of him, his golden eyes darkening in the sunlit room, his tongue passing over his sharpened teeth. he smirks as you hiss, his fingers pinching your nipple before sucking it into his mouth. his tongue rolls in time with his hips, running his clothed cock along your clothed folds. he is quickly reminded of his strength as his palm collects dust as it meets the wall with a thud, steadying himself as you whine deliciously, his name bleeding from your raw lips. “yes, angel?”

“i need you,” you breathe, gazing up at him as his lips capture yours. your tongues move in tandem, wrapping around the other in a hypnotic frisk. he swallows your whimpers as he lures them out of you. he sucks your tongue into his mouth, hands moving to your rear before lifting you from the ground. he makes little work of you, rendering you a quarter of your size. your ankles lock around his waist as he casts your knickers aside, hissing as the pad of his finger meets your folds.

“might i have a taste now?” he pleads, eyes burning a fiery amber, pure adoration hidden beneath. “please, angel?”

“take all of me, jaemin.” he holds you still, a metre from the ground as he kneels, his hands firm around your thighs before he lowers you over his mouth. his flat tongue licks long stripes up your cunt, tongue flicking along your hooded clit in his descent. he likens you to a spring, his soul knelt before you, preparing an offering to your fountain. he is ready to collect all you offer him, your essence pouring out onto his tongue, soaking his lips, slick down his chin. his eyes fall to a close at the sight of your dazed form, your eyes screwed shut in prayer, his lips puckering around the hood of your clit, the tip of his tongue rolling against the nerve. “jaemin, right there, please.”

he hums in accordance, his tongue circling your clit as your thighs shake on either side of his head. he smirks as you still, his middle and ring finger entering your warm cavern, forcing your hips to roll against his digits. he curves them slowly, pressing against your pink walls, bulging up against your stomach. “you are so fragile,” he says, lips bitten as he watches your body succumb to his touch. he leans closer to you, steadying you on his shoulders to free his hand. he presses his palm to your abdomen, hypnotised by the feeling of his own fingers inside you. letting his thumb drift down, he pulls up the skin hiding your clit, allowing his lips to pucker against the nub before he offers a hard suck. his tongue joins the fold, drinking you in as you let out a sharp cry, the pressure inside and out joining forces to send you over the edge. “when you’re ready, love, come.”

he can feel your skin burning up, see the sheen of sweat coating your entire body. “jaemin,” you continue to chase your high, but cling to the moment. you feel like your convulsions might snap your body in two. that pleasure such as this cannot exist innately, that only he can bestow it on you. you are proven right as you grow more frantic, his fingers rub against the spot inside you that he found with great ease, as his lips suck on your clitoris. the final straw is his gaze, you feel it and fall victim to it. his irises a bright, angelic white, the rim speckled in gold. one cast of your eyes on your lover and you snap.

there is no doubting that as jaemin gazes up at you, he sees glory eternal. he sees life. he sees an angel.

“come angel.”

and you do. jaemin’s simple command breaks a dam, summoning a flood of pleasure you are unsure you will survive. hot iron passes through your veins, lighting you from the inside out. he continues without thought, his lips sucking the pleasure out of you, his fingers still pounding into your swollen pussy. only when your fingers find his hair, pulling him away with a sharp tug does he concede, lowering you into his lap.

“hi,” he says after some time, watching you pant against the wall. “are you still with me?” he jests, palms gliding up and down your aching thighs.

you hum, gazing up at the golden orbs that you decide you mustn’t live without. much like his life, and much like your love. eternal. “always.”

#not a yours pt 2 but a lil sumn to keep you nana stans fed #injun stans.... i see u i hear u i ignore u #na jaemin #jaemin #jaemin x reader #jaemin fluff #jaemin au #jaemin smut #nct fluff #nct smut #nct dream smut #nct dream fluff #nct au #another post i stole from my other page oooops inspo come to me pls

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seonghwasriceball · 3 years

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NCT DREAM REACTION

To you being jealous

Mark Lee

The dude's oblivious to the entire thing and probably only notices because Johnny spelt it out to him or something. He thinks the girl flirting with him is just being nice, and he's just trying to return the favour until you get back from the bathroom, although he feels really awkward the whole time. When you step out of the bathroom to see this girl with clearly flirtatious body language invading your boyfriend's personal space, you initially don't think much of it because you trust Mark. Still, as you approach from across the room, which takes you a while, she's getting closer, and he's getting more uncomfortable. You can see it clear as day, so you're not upset at Mark for not pushing her away for you, but you're upset he didn't push her away for him. You approach the two and immediately take Marks hand and wrap his arm around you, kissing his cheek and asking him 'who his friend is', all whilst sending a glare in her direction. If she doesn't take the hint straight away and keeps trying to chat him up, you put out your hand for her to shake and introduce yourself as Mark's s/o, quickly excusing you two from her presence straight after. Mark can tell that you're upset on the drive home, but he doesn't know what about, so he brings it up to Johnny, who tells him the girl was flirting, and you were probably jealous. When he brings it up to you the next time you're together, he apologises for making you feel that way and reassures you that he loves you and only you. Nothing will change that. He feels terrible until you tell him you're more upset that she was invading his personal space and making him needlessly uncomfortable, then he just feels rather sheepish. You tell him how you wished he could stand up for himself, but you understand that it's just not in his nature to do something like that. After a long talk about it, you two understand each other better on the topic, and your relationship comes out of it all the stronger for it. goals

Huang Renjun

Kind of insulted that you felt the need to be jealous, really. Like, don't you trust him? He'll reassure you that you're the only one he wants, but then he'll scold you for feeling like he doesn't 1000% place his entire heart in your hands. He's actually kind of mad for a while, so he just goes to his room to cool off so that he can talk to you civilly and rationally when he comes back. When he has calmed down and wants to talk, he wants to get to the route of why you felt threatened by the girl he had never met before giving him her number so that you can try and tackle those insecurities together, as a couple should. Deep psycho-analytical dive into your psyche to try and figure out the best way to reassure you and the best way to make sure this never happens again. He doesn't want your insecurities getting in the way of you two basking in your love for each other, so Renjun tries to nip any jealousy, yours or his, in the bud.

Lee Jeno

Soft boy, sad boy. Why would you be jealous? Has he not shown you how much he loves you? Has he done something to make you think he'd leave you so easily? Are you looking for a way out of the relationship but want to make it seem as natural as possible rather than just breaking up with him out of the blue? ARE YOU THINKING ABOUT LEAVING HIM??? Jeno somehow gets more insecure in this situation than you do. He thinks that if you're jealous, then he clearly hasn't done his job as your boyfriend right and immediately goes into panic mode. At first, you get confused about what's got him all stressed, then you get worried in case he's remembered an anniversary or something last minute that you haven't. When you ask him what's up, he lets out this tidal wave of apologies and promises, which you barely have time to comprehend before he basically crushes you to death in a massive bear hug. When you finally get it out of him, you sit him down and explain that it has nothing to do with him and that you weren't upset at him; you were madder at the other person flirting with him right in front of you. He still tries to apologise, saying that you wouldn't have felt that way if he had made you realise how much he loved you and would never think of leaving you, but you shut him up with a kiss. You take it slowly as you explain that you never thought like that, you were more jealous that they were all cuddled up to him, even if he was pushing them away, and that you wished you had been the one hanging off his arm because you loved his cuddles so much. Needless to say, he has a pretty easy fix for that, as he scoops you up and drops you on his bed, before jumping on top of you, telling you he can fix all that.

Lee Haechan

BULLIES YOU. Like, the reason you were jealous will walk away, and this guy turns to you, clinging on to his arm, and smirk. Then he'll do the tongue thing, you know when he pushes his tongue against his cheek when he's annoyed, but he's not actually annoyed this time; he's just trying to get even more of a reaction out of you. He says something about how nice the person is and says he wonders if they'd maybe want to hang out with him sometime, but you know that's a joke because he was pretty quick to shut down all advances at the time. The rest of the day is just him joking around, and if you do something that "upsets" him, like get up to go to the bathroom when you were cuddling, he just goes, 'I bet they wouldn't have left me alone like this.' But, eventually, he sees you've had enough of it and feels a little bad because he knows you were just a little insecure, and he kept bringing it up, so when you're trying to sleep that night, he'll whisper into your ear about how much he loves you, and how he hopes you know he'd never leave you for someone else like that.

Na Jaemin

His baby???? Sad????? No, big no. As soon as he sees even the slightest indication that you might be feeling the tiniest little bit jealous, he is removing you two from that situation and cuddling you and telling you in a baby voice how much he loves you. He won't go so far as to insult the person, but he makes sure you know he would never choose them over you and is even insulted at the thought. If he can't get you two out of there, he will aggressively hold your hand and make it a point to show you off as his s/o to the other person, almost making them so uncomfortable that they apologise for interrupting,,,,, whatever it is he's trying to do with you. Once the necessary conversation with them is over, he whirls around to you and sorta just blocks them out, standing between you two, so they can only see you back, and you can only see him. Then he loudly declares how much he loves you and tells you all the fun COUPLE stuff he has planned for you guys to do together, and then he sort of just hugs you while trying to walk away at the same time. It's a site, alright.

Zhong Chenle

LAUGHS just, the situation is absurd to him, so Chenle does what Chenle does best. He laughs because he doesn't know what else to do. The person flirting with him gets confused, as do you, so you share a look with eachother, and look back at him, and he's still laughing. It gets to the point that everyone is uncomfortable, and he manages to stop, but by then the person has decided that it's just easier if they leave instead of keep trying to persuade him into flirting back. They might try again in the future, but Chenle will see them, remember what happened, feel really awkward and head in the opposite direction. When you finally drag him away, he's constantly apologising through giggles, but you reassure him it's all fine. He still feels bad, so as an apology he buys you an apple watch your favourite snacks and gives you lots of cuddles.

Park Jisung

Babie feels bad. He just loves and cherishes you so so much, he would never want you to think he was interested in someone else. He's also hella awkward, you're most likely his first relationship, and also first person in years he's really known outside of SM, so he's not really up to date on how to do ~interactions~ so he goes to Jaemin for help, and that was sort of useful in that now you've got a massive boy stuck to your side begging for forgiveness. He doesn't know what to do so he just does what his hyungs suggest. He also just does everything for you, to prove that he loves you. Sure, it was fun having him get anything you wanted for the first half of the day, but by lunchtime you felt bad, so you pulled him to cuddle on his bed and told him you forgive him, and apologised for feeling jealous, too.

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butterbeeryuta · 4 years

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socialite!na jaemin x f. reader | fluff, angst | social media au

part 4 / masterlist

a/n: so,,,, that escalated pretty quickly. drama has just began ya'll. and boy will you be involved so quickly bigtime.

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neoangelic · 4 years

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[10:55pm] Things get awkward between Renjun and you after your recent dungeons and dragons sessions where your characters ended up flirting a lot. Like a lot. He keeps avoiding you at school after he “kissed you” once you came back from a “near-death experience.” What a weird nerd.

#nerd!renjun #huang renjun #renjun #cznnet #dnd! au #i love this idea???#its so cute #i will write a whole au #just wait #hi im a nerd!#like this just fits injun so well??#the idea of him catching feelings after playing around together in game #kfkdhfjs #nct dream #nct dream imagines #NCT #renjun fluff #renjun x reader

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jjun4thitboy · 5 years

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[01:37am] renjun smiled when he noticed that you were slowly hiding your face behind his shoulder and hugging his arm tightly "hey, it's just a movie, don't be scared"

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huang-minjisu61 · 4 months

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𝙻𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜ꨄ︎

𝙿𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 : 𝚁𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚗 𝚡 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎 : 𝙵𝚕𝚞𝚏𝚏

𝙵𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚁𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚐 𝚏𝚊𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝙿𝙳𝙰,𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚒𝚝 𝚍𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝'𝚜.𝙰𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚗𝚎𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜, 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜'𝚗𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚘𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚠 𝚑𝚊𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗'𝚜 𝚊𝚍𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚛𝚎𝚓𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍'𝚗𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚞𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚎𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜. 𝙾𝚗𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚊 𝚕𝚊𝚣𝚢 𝚂𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚘𝚘𝚗,𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚑𝚞𝚍𝚍𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚙 ,𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚘𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚜.

𝙰𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖 𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚎. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚜, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗 𝚁𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚗'𝚜 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚖.𝙰𝚜 𝚁𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚗 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚔 ,𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚏𝚞𝚕𝚕 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚎. 𝙷𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚒𝚗. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜'𝚗𝚝 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚎𝚢𝚎. 𝙸𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚞𝚝𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚙𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚊 𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚙𝚎𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚗.𝙸𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍'𝚗𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 , 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚞𝚝𝚎. 𝙰𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚞𝚖𝚙𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚝 'ʏᴇs' 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍,𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚊 𝚜𝚘𝚏𝚝 𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚔. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚕𝚎𝚡𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚏𝚝 𝚁𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚗 𝚏𝚕𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊 𝚏𝚎𝚠 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚎.

𝚁𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚗'𝚜 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚔𝚜 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚠𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜.𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚍 ,𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚝𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚍.𝙷𝚎 𝚌𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚎, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚖. 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚟𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚗𝚍.𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚘𝚗 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚁𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚗 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚜.𝚁𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚗 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚓𝚞𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚙 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚛 , 𝚠𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚗𝚎𝚌𝚔 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚝𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚑𝚞𝚐. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍, 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚐𝚒𝚐𝚐𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚢 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚛. ''ɢᴜʏs.. ᴡᴇʀᴇ sᴛɪʟʟ ʜᴇʀᴇ,ᴅᴏ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʟᴏᴠᴇʏ ᴅᴏᴠᴇʏ sᴛᴜғғ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ɢᴏɴᴇ'' 𝚑𝚊𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎.𝙲𝚑𝚎𝚗𝚕𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚓𝚘𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢,𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚛. 𝚁𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚗 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚞𝚐 ,𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚝 𝙷𝚊𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗.''ʏᴇᴀʜ ,ʏᴇᴀʜ sᴏ ғᴜɴɴʏ'' 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍.

𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍.𝚁𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚗 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚎𝚣𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚝 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢.𝙸𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚐𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞. 𝚁𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚊𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚏𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍.𝙷𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞.

𝙸𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚐𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞. 𝚁𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚊𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜 ,𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚎𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚖. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍'𝚗𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚑 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚒𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚜, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚍.

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dojunie · 2 years

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INTO THE WOLVES DEN; sneak peek #2

TWO BOYS. TWO UNIVERSITIES. TWO RIVALING TEAMS. And then there’s you, stuck weightlessly in the middle of it.

The time left on the clock is running out— and soon, you’re going to have to pick a side.

info;

na jaemin x fem!reader [OR] lee jeno x fem!reader.

college basketball au.

slow burn.

this is a [PICK YOUR OWN ENDING] fic, which means that all these chapters will lead up to two routes; and who you end up with in the story depends on which ending you choose. Jeno? Jaemin? It's up to you ;-)

warnings for this trailer; none

wc for this trailer; 0.5k

expected first chapter release; soon-ish. end of feb, hopefully.

[FIRST TRAILER] [LINK TO FIC]

Your groups separate. You’ve got Jeno, Donghyuck, Soobin and Yukhei, Yeonjun, Renjun, Sanha, and Sungchan in your half of the gym.

“What do you say we try a five minute scramble first, huh? First to 21 just to get the blood pumping?”

“My blood is already pumping,” Yukhei whines at you, bent over, hands on his knees. “What it needs to do is stop pumping. Be nice to me.”

“If your blood wasn’t pumping you’d be dead,” Sungchan says.

“So?”

Yeonjun rolls his eyes so hard that for a moment, you’re scared they won’t come back.

“Just get the damn basketball, pumper.”

Once they get into the groove, bickering and bantering and teasing fading into position call-outs and good-natured ribbing, you finally get your first glimpse at the true Timberwolf potential. And they’re all good. You come into this having no doubt about that, honestly. Their technique is great, passing between each other with barely a second between one person and the next, the perfect balance of defense, offense, and speed. Even baby Sungchan, who you’d been sure was one of the tamer of the bunch, is throwing clutches and between-the-legs like it’s nothing.

They’re all ridiculously good.

But once Jeno gets to that ball, it’s like no one else is in the room.

You watch almost in a trance as he just… goes through people. He’s like a mirage when he gets the ball, and he gets the ball often— his teammates lobbing it to him at a milliseconds notice, to where he always just seems to be perpetually ready— and it’s like magic. He has the basketball for a moment, then he doesn’t, then it’s in the net and a bunch of people either groan or cheer and the game goes on.

With Jeno doing what he’s doing, his team gets to 21 points in about five minutes flat. Holy shit.

You send them off for a three minute break and try not to look appalled.

“Yeah,” someone says beside you, and you blink yourself out of your stupor.

Donghyuck is standing next to you looking smug. For what, you have no clue, until he juts his chin in the direction you were just staring as a hint— and you catch an eyeful of Jeno guzzling a water bottle down on the opposite sideline with a few of the other wolves when you follow his gaze.

“He’s a monster, right? Injun and I think he used to eat basketballs when he was younger.”

You're still too stunned to even laugh. “I mean all of you were… wow. For lack of a cooler phrase. You’re really goddamn good. I’m impressed.”

Donghyuck blinks innocently. “Better than your Yonsei folk?”

This instantly gets you to break your reverie and Donghyuck howls with laughter at the sour face you pull. You shove him away from the sidelines with your elbow.

“Yeah alright, Hyuck. Way to ruin it for your buddies. Break over! Set up for lay-up drills!”

A chorus of groans meets you and you simply nod, accepting your whining and bereavement easily from your half of the squad as they shuttle back onto the court. You don’t notice the lack of one particular voice in the mix at first, the matching sharp black eyes watching you silently from the other end of the baseline— but by the time you glance in his direction, feeling the heat of someone’s gaze on your back, Jeno's already looking away.

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starlitmark · 3 years

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hello would you like CUDDLES ♡

14 tsundere + 42 fluff + jeno, renjun, jaemin + can it be suggestive please xoxo

Here you go bubs ♡♡♡♡ I’d love cuddles 🥺🥺

Genre: fluff, suggestive

Pairing: Jeno, x Jaemin x Renjun x gn!reader

Warnings: implied sex, nudity, implied mxm, polyamory

Word Count: 574

You roll over in your king-sized bed you share with your three boyfriends groaning at how sore your hips are from the night before. You find yourself against a warm bare chest, you’re not sure if it’s Jeno or Jaemin but you know it’s one of those two judging by how broad their shoulders were and how toned their chest is. You hum ready to lull back to sleep when your bedroom door bursts open. The door hitting the wall effectively wakes all three of you that remained in bed. Jeno groaned wrapping his arms around you while Jaemin rolled to spoon you, both trying to get back to sleep despite Renjun’s loud entrance.

“All three of you don’t go back to sleep.”

“Why Junnie? You whine burying your face back into Jeno’s naked chest.

“Why?! Cause my parents are coming over in ten minutes, so please put some clothes on. That includes a shirt, I’m looking at you Jeno.” he panics

You three groaned at the thought of having to get out of bed and get dressed. You whine reaching out for Renjun, knowing he had a soft spot for your whining and pouting. Jaemin eventually complied getting out of bed shivering at the cool air against his naked form. Renjun takes his place spooning you adding extra warmth to your body thanks to his clothing. You lift your head sightly seeing how Jaemin wandered around the room slowly getting dressed.

“Ya know, we don’t have to get dressed, we could stay in bed all day again today.” you flirt.

Jaemin chuckles now fully dressed coming to the other side of Renjun holding him as he reached over to pet your hair. You and Jeno still had yet to get up, you ninety percent sure that he actually went back to sleep instead of heeding your boyfriend’s warning.

“Ew! Get away from me!” Injun yells, you assumed he was talking to you, you sit up ready to move “no- not you. You stay” he grabbed your shoulder bring you back down to his chest, “him.” he nodded back at Jaemin.

“But Injunnie,” Jaemin pouted “I’m all dressed and ready, they both have to get up still. Plus you love cuddling with me don’t you?”

“I guess,” he grumbled back cuddling back into Jaemin “You really should get up now though they’re gonna be here in like five now.”

That was a wake-up call for you, you were instantly up and getting ready. The loss of contact made your still sleeping boyfriend whine and ultimately reach for Renjun as well. Renjun has never been one to show much affection so when he leaned to take Jeno in his arms placing a kiss on his head you were shocked. Happy to see how he was able to show his love for your boyfriend nonetheless. Renjun mumbled against Jeno’s hair how he needed to get up making the sleepy boy whine again. Jaemin on the other hand, ever the instigator reached his hand over to him, you and Renjun alike expected him to pet his hair or rub his arm to coax him awake, instead he reached and tweaked his nipple causing Jeno to jump up and whine.

“I’m up, Jesus.” his voice still riddled with sleep

“You have-” the doorbell rang to your apartment “no time until they’re here. The three of us will distract them while you get ready.” Renjun soothed a very sulky Jeno.

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gyeomsweetgyeom · 3 years

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you suck at crushes

College!Yangyang x College!Reader x College!Renjun

summary: Renjun wants to help you get with Yangyang who wants to help you couple up with Renjun but they’re both annoying, maybe one less than the other

word count: 4.2k

(warnings: swearing, mentions of food) ((lmk if I missed anything))

Taglist! @lanadreamie

A/N: I hope you guys enjoy!! I swear reader ends up with only one guy I just don’t want to give away the ending and I know the summary is ass

God it was like the beams of sunshine just followed him around. Providing him with a natural spotlight that only worked to draw your attention to him even more than usual. The voices around you faded into background noise, and everything else besides him became so fuzzy you could only focus on the one and only- Liu Yangyang.

“Hello?” “Y/N!” “Are you listening to us?” Someone gripped your shoulder and shook you until you were out of your Yangyang-induced-haze. “Huh? Oh yeah… totally.” You answered with absolutely no idea about the conversation happening at the very table you sat at.

Your friends snorted, teasing and making fun of you. A kissing noise, a high pitched teasing exclamation of the man of the hour’s name, and some playful elbows being jabbed into your side. When they finally stopped with the teasing and they actually filled you in you were able to answer some questions about the times at the library.

You slipped into your seat in your geology class, a poor choice on your behalf and quite frankly the school for describing it as something that would be ‘fun and exciting.’ What a total load of BS that was. The professor was an old man that went on and on about his days in the field 40 years ago and rambled on and on about subjects that were 70% of the time not on the tests. However, the one and only bright side was that you had your favorite distraction in this class, Yangyang.

How could one person asking a question about the tectonic plates or the striations on a stupid rock be so attractive? He made it possible.

“Staring yet again?” An annoying voice asked quietly, just inches from your ear.

“Who are you?” You asked annoyed.

“Y/N, that isn’t funny anymore. Not the first time you did it and not the hundreds of times after that. We lived on the same street for years before you decided to follow me here.” He answered with a huff.

“Renjun, will you just go away? You know I’m no good at this so go bother someone else.” You replied. You took your eyes off Yangyang, gave Renjun a quick glare, and focused back on the lab work in front of you. Something stupid about hills or some moutain. Wasn’t this class supposed to be about rocks?

“I don’t need help, I came to help you. We’re friends- shhhh.” Renjun started, quickly shutting you up before you could interrupt. “I can help you with this lab and help you win over your beloved Yangyang.”

You sent him a quizzical look. In all the years you had known Renjun he had never been this... generous- always wanting something in return. “He and I are friends, he’s been super annoying lately and complaining about some final project we decided to do together, but we have months to do it. If I help you guys get together in order to distract him, then he can stop bothering me about that final project. It’s a win-win-win situation.” He explained.

Well, that made a lot of sense. “What do you even have in mind? Yangyang and I don’t talk like we used to, how could we go from strangers to dating in just a couple months.”

“Don’t underestimate yourself. You were the person to show him around school when he was the new kid all those years ago when we were kids, you’re in better standing than you think. We all went to the same school, we already know each other, we all have this class, and I’m not going to let this fail because I do not fail. If I have to hear about the final project one more time I will rip all the hair off his head, three strands at a time.” Renjun pouted.

“You sound completely crazy-”

“If you two need some help all you have to do is ask, I don’t need you two to argue and disrupt the class. Mr. Liu, since you seem to have a good understanding of the assignment, would you mind helping them out?” The professor called out.

You and Renjun sent each other incredulous looks, were you really talking that loudly? “It’s earlier than expected, but don’t worry I got this,” Renjun whispered.

“You know if you guys had just spoken quietly, I could have left early but here I am. You can’t do anything without me can you?” Yangyang teased Renjun.

“Oh, it wasn’t me. Y/N here is just so stupid, I was trying to explain the lab and it’s like all my words go in one ear and out the other. Maybe you can explain better than I can.” Renjun gestured toward you wildly.

You immediately went to defend yourself but stopped when instead, Yangyang came to your defense. “Y/N isn’t stupid like you Injun, if you wanted some attention you didn’t have to bother someone innocent.”

Your face felt so hot, god this attention was too much to handle so suddenly. It was as if Renjun had thrown you into the deep end of a pool when you had just learned about the entire concept of swimming itself. If this was his attempt at getting you and Yangyang together you were now questioning the entire idea. It was just too much to handle so suddenly.

Yangyang quickly went on to explain the idea of the lab, giving you some tips to make the work easier and how it connected to past lessons. “Do you understand it a little more now?” He asked you.

You hissed when someone stomped on your foot beneath the table. Your eyes met Renjun’s while he discreetly shook his head, seemingly trying to send you some kind of message. But it seemed whatever he was sending was received because you quickly caught on, answering, “Oh uh, this whole class has actually been a bit more difficult than I anticipated, and you seem to have a way better understanding than I do. Would you be willing to maybe meet up sometime and just help a little more?”

“I’m free on Wednesday afternoons, let’s exchange numbers so maybe we can find out what you struggle the most with and what time works for you. Renjun are you coming too, you seemed to get the lab when I explained it,” Yangyang replied.

Renjun answered with a simple nod, sending Yangyang on his way for the remainder of the class. He was quiet the rest of the time, still sitting beside you. When the class was over he looked over at you, “This is going to be so much easier than I thought.”

Some point in the week after class you had all decided on the meeting place and time. Some little cafe just off campus after Yangyang was done with his last class of the day. He said the coffee was good and it wasn’t even expensive, to which Renjun was quick to add that they had friends working there so they got discounts.

Renjun insisted on meeting you a little earlier to go over the details of the plan he had finally come up with. The plan mainly consisted of you just catching up with Yangyang, which would then progress to just the two of you hanging out, then bam! Dating! Much easier said than done you were quick to point out. His plan was just an idea with no details. Like what do you talk about? How do you make him like you? What kinds of things does he like? Could he even like you romantically?

“He actually mentioned to me that he was happy to talk to you again, so I have very high hopes. That was one conversation with him that was not about the final. Just have some hope.” Renjun shrugged.

“You make this sound so simple, but you are not the one risking being embarrassed by telling the guy you’ve had a crush on since you were 10 about your feelings and having even less of a relationship than you’ve had for the past like 6 years.” You huffed.

“Since you were 10? That’s a little embarrassing.” Renjun let out.

Ever since you were kids it was like Renjun knew the exact words and actions to push your every button. Always getting on your nerves and getting under your skin. It was foolish of you to believe that he had matured enough to not tease you, even in your 20s and even in college. Huang Renjun sucked.

You brought your hands up to his neck, fully ready to wrap your hands around his neck and just squeeze- just enough pressure for him to get the idea to just shut up. But of course, that would be unacceptable in public and even less appropriate seeing as Yangyang had come right up to the table before you could do so. You improvised, changing your intended action of a throat squeeze to a nice hug, arms wrapped tightly around Renjun’s shoulders. You smiled brightly, tilting your head away from Yangyang so your lips were right beside Renjun’s ear, “I can go another 10 years buddy, learn to shut your damn mouth. I for one know how to follow through with my threats and will actually pull your hairs from your head- Yangyang, so good to see you!”

Yangyang looked between the both of you curiously, side by side, one with a bright, beaming smile and the other flushed, scared look on their face. He shook it off and pulled out his study materials while making small talk.

By the end of the study session you felt more confident in your geology skills and your chances with Yangyang. He had gotten exponentially cooler as he got older than the kid you met all those years ago. Sure, he was still chaotic and sarcastic, even still a little dramatic, but it nonetheless made your heart skip a beat, just like the first time you laid eyes on him.

Over the next few weeks Renjun slowly stopped coming to the study sessions. He always had some excuse or another, that neither you or Yangyang ever really questioned. In those few weeks you and Yangyang had grown closer as friends, texting each other about more than just class, checking in on each other, sending stupid memes and tiktoks, even a few inside jokes.

But of course, Renjun had to have his time too. Instead of just texting you, he would make conversation anytime he saw you on campus, even going as far as asking you to hang out when he wanted to know what was going on. Every night without fail, he would FaceTime you for at least an hour and a half to ask for very detailed updates which at some point became you two just talking about your days in general. He liked to judge your every decision, giving his own input on even minor things like the seat you sat in for a class he didn’t even have. He said his life lacked drama so he needed to live vicariously through his friends.

“I know we usually meet at the cafe, but even with that discount I really shouldn’t be spending all that money there every week. Do you mind if we meet at mine this week? I promise my roommate buys enough snacks to feed the whole complex and he makes me clean the place every week.” Yangyang suggested about a month and a half into your studying arrangement.

You of course agreed, you’d be crazy to not want to go to your crush’s home, just the two of you- alone, and talking about… rocks.

So when the next week came and Wednesday afternoon rolled around, you found yourself standing right outside your crush’s door, fist raised to knock. You were so nervous, just being alone with him in his home! This wasn’t the cafe where you had other people around, where you knew where things were, close to your home. No, this was his house, and that made you beyond nervous.

He pulled the door open, a wide smile on his face as he welcomed you in. He set your things at his kitchen table and gave you a short tour of the home. “My roommate will be back later tonight, but he made us some food if we get hungry later,” He told you while he brought out his own supplies, once again ready to conquer your weekly study session.

And even though you did at one point struggle very much with the subject, this particular topic seemed easier to understand. So after even correcting Yangyang a few times, the study session became more of a hang out session. So casual that you even answered Renjun’s texts, chuckling at him freaking out in all caps because you were in Yangyang’s home.

“No, but Renjun did that last time we hung out too! We were in public, like full on glass of water spilled across the table and he got so red,” you laughed recalling the memory from just a few weeks ago after watching Yangyang do the same.

Then just a few minutes later when you were both watching TV you mumbled, “I think Renjun would like this show. This is on Netflix right?”

Yangyang being the smart kid that he is, had pieces coming together in his mind, ideas that he wasn’t even sure if you knew yet. He was going to make this happen.

Renjun sat in front of Yangyang, a month before the end of the semester, finally working on the final project. Which, thanks to you, had not been mentioned even once since you and Yangyang started hanging out until a week ago.

After finishing his part for the day Yangyang leaned back in his chair, sighed and smiled. “I think I’m going to ask Sua from our history class out.”

Renjun choked on his drink, did Yangyang really have to pick the exact moment he took a sip of his drink to tell him this? He cleared his throat, “Since when do you like her?”

Yangyang shrugged nonchalantly, explaining that Sua worked at the cafe he was always at and at some point they just kind of hit it off.

Renjun nodded, a little excessively. In his head he was trying to figure out what the hell to do. He knew you liked Yangyang and how hurt you would be if Yangyang suddenly had a girlfriend. At this moment, you were the only thing on Renjun’s mind. “Really? I actually thought you and Y/N might be a really good match, and you guys obviously get along well.” He replied.

Yangyang hid his smirk by taking a sip of his drink, “I don’t know, Y/N is really just much more of a friend than anything. Like don’t get me wrong Y/N is cool, but I see Sua more romantically.”

Before Renjun even had time to process his words and think of the consequences, he suddenly blurted out, “Well, Y/N likes you- and has liked you since we were kids. You have to think about more feelings than just your own Yangyang. Think of Y/N.”

“Like you think about Y/N?” Yangyang replied. Renjun tilted his head in confusion, trying to understand what Yangyang was talking about.

“I know you never grew out of that crush you had in middle school- it’s that cute childhood neighbors to lovers thing. I know that whole plan you made so I could finally pay attention to Y/N, and while I admit it worked, because Y/N is a cool friend, this plan didn’t work the way you wanted it to. I see the way you look at Y/N and every time we hang out that’s all you can talk about. I’m smarter than you Injun, I know.”

Renjun flushed, these were emotions that he had buried deep down years ago. In just two months Yangyang had uncovered and brought his emotions to light. Emotions that had at one point been disguised as that annoying 13 year old kid that would bother you to your wit’s end and now evolved to Renjun putting your emotions before his own. Days that were once filled with him tugging on your hair or tapping on your shoulder and looking away as if it weren’t him, had now become days of texting or facetiming you regularly just to catch up like he had wanted.

“I think you should tell Y/N how you feel, don’t underestimate your chances.” Yangyang told Renjun as they made their way out of the cafe.

When Yangyang told you that he knew you liked him, that he wasn’t interested, that he was actually going to date Sua from his history class, you thought you would be more upset. Embarrassed that he knew you liked him all this time, angry that he didn’t tell you earlier, or heartbroken that your crush of almost 10 years didn’t like you like you liked him. But you weren’t. You weren’t embarrassed, or angry, or heartbroken. You felt fine, it felt like he was just telling you what he ate for lunch. “Okay, so how do you tell the difference between these crystals again?” You replied with a nod.

“And I know you like Renjun.” He added quietly.

You looked up suddenly, eyes wide with shock, “What?”

“Come on Y/N, I think this whole ‘Renjun annoys me to no end’ is just a ploy. Whenever we hang out he’s all you talk about, you guys FaceTime like every night, right? You smile every time he texts you, and even though you play it off as ironic shit-posting- those stories you always post with all the hearts and cheesy ass captions stopped being a joke at some point. You may not have realized it but even with Renjun as just a friend to you now, he means more to you than I do.”

You huffed, crossing your arms across your chest, “You know you’re smarter than you look, but I really don’t like you psychoanalyzing me.”

He laughed loudly, “So what are you going to do about it?”

“I don’t exactly have a good record with crushes, obviously. I don’t know what to do now,” you quietly answered, “Anyway this seems like a good ending point, we’ll meet one more time before the final right? Just text me if you need anything alright?”

Before Yangyang could even stop you or try to reassure you, you were hastily packing up your things and out the door. How was he going to get the two of you together now?

It seemed that mother nature seemed to understand the tornado of emotions that were happening for you and Renjun, though you both had no idea about one another, what had started off as a gorgeous spring day had become a dark and rainy spring night. Even Yangyang laid in his bed, unable to sleep as he remembered that he had failed to mention or even plan out- that neither of you knew you liked each other. That would have been nice to know, but it was a little too late for that now seeing as it was like two in the morning.

If you liked Renjun, which it sounded like you did, according to Yangyang and the more you thought about it, it really felt like you did. Not some surface level ‘I like to admire you from afar for 10 years’ crush but rather a ‘I like you and want to spend time with you and I’d hate to see you smile at anyone else like you smile at me and possibly fall in love.’ You sat straight up in bed, flashes of the lightning outside lit your room up, did you just think about falling in love with Renjun? Before you could process anymore thoughts you pulled on a coat and some shoes, grabbing the umbrella you kept by the door. You had to tell Renjun how you felt.

Stepping out of your apartment complex, you thanked the love gods for allowing Renjun to live just a few blocks away from each other and not across town. There was no doubt in your mind that by the time you reached him, you would be soaked to the bone, but you had to do this. There was no point in keeping this crush to yourself just for nothing, you had to take the risk and just hope for the best. Best case scenario, you get a boyfriend, and worst case, well then you don’t talk to him for another few years and every time you see him your heart feels like it's being stomped on. You know, something that could become a regular feeling.

You hurried through the storm, dodging large puddles while trying your best to stay beneath the awnings of the buildings. You stopped at a light, looking out into the rain to see just how much further you had until you got to Renjun’s place. But instead you focused on the sight of someone rushing through the rain to get to the opposite end of the crosswalk. You squinted through the downpour, realizing that the person at the other end of the crosswalk was “Renjun?”

You rushed toward him, lucky that there were no cars at this hour of the night to dodge. He ran forward, meeting you in the middle, pulling your hand forward so that the umbrella covered you both. “What are you doing out here?” He asked you loudly so you could hear him over the rain.

“I was coming to see you,” you started, meeting his eyes that told you he was waiting to hear more, “Renjun I like you. I really like you. I don’t smile, or laugh, or feel happy or even feel annoyed with anyone else like I feel when I’m with you. I want to be happy and date you, use your stupid plans to plan dates for us. I don’t want anyone else but you.”

“God, you don’t know how long I’ve been waiting to hear you say that. I’ve had a crush on you since middle school, you don’t know how happy this makes me.” He beamed, using his free hand to cup your cheek.

His hands were wet, and his fingers were cold as they cupped your warm cheek. “Are you gonna kiss me or what?” You asked.

He surged forward, lips meeting your own in a passionate kiss as your eyes fluttered shut. Your lips moved against his own, wrapping your free arm around his neck to pull him closer. He let his other arm fall to bring you closer by the waist, deepening the kiss. With one arm holding up the umbrella you decided to just fuck it, dropping the umbrella you placed your hand at the back of his neck.

A sudden honk made the two of you jump apart, rushing back to the end of the crosswalk to avoid getting hit by an angry driver.

“You crazy kids! Living your movie moment! I did it!” You heard a voice yell over the pounding rain.

“Yangyang?” Both you and Renjun called out upon catching sight of Yangyang leaning out his car window.

He smiled, gesturing for the two of you to get in the car. You both shuffled into the backseat, hands held close and sitting side by side to warm each other up after being out in the horrible weather for so long. You were both shivering, teeth chattering, and lips nearly blue from the cold.

“Aren’t you guys glad I meddled? I mean look at you guys, all cute and cuddled up after your adorable kiss in the rain.” Yangyang giddily smiled as he shook some of the water out of hair.

“Can you just take us back to mine, I’d like to get dry so we don’t get sick. If that’s ok with you,” Renjun asked, whispering the last bit to you.

You nodded, squeezing his hand reassuringly. Yangyang nodded, putting the car in drive, chatting your ears off about how happy he was that the plan worked even when he didn’t plan well considering he forgot to mention that you liked each other. He told you both that he was on his way to Renjun’s to tell him that you liked him and force him to FaceTime you and confess.

He pulled up in front of the apartment complex, turning to give you a cocky smirk before you could even get out of the car or thank him for the ride, “So is Injun a good kisser?”

“This whole car ride made me realize how much you suck, seriously. I clearly made the right choice, so I hope and pray for your sake Sua has a mountain of patience, like you never shut up- ever. Thank you for the ride.” You ranted angrily before you made your way out of the car.

Yangyang’s jaw fell in fake offense, “You sure know how to pick ‘em Renjun.”

But he wasn’t met with the shocked face he thought he would see, he was instead met with a dazed, lovesick look. “Yeah I do, I might be in love.”

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