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yongislong · 1 year

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room 119.

genre: jaemin tooth rotting fluff, comfort, established relationship, nonidol!jaemin, suggestive perhaps? college au ofc

note: this is for the anon with the jaemin brainrot hehe... ty for the idea! not proofread but tbh... kinda obsessed with this and yeah it made me incredibly lonely soooo... i hope you enjoy muahaha

you hadn't heard from jaemin all day!

granted, it was still early in the morning, but you trusted him enough to not skip classes again. for the third time. this week.

it's chilly out as you make the short walk to his dorm building across the literature room in which you shared a philosophy class. you assumed he would text you if he was skimping out on lecture, again, but it was radio silence.

you were worried to say the least. it was often that he would skip, but he never, ever was the type of lover to go m.i.a on you.

hiking your backpack tighter on your shoulders, you trudged through the bright orange and yellow leaves. their dull crunching sound under the soles of your shoes are drowned out by the wind blowing past your ears.

finally reaching his dorm room, you roughly knock on the door. sniffling and wiping your nose. annoyed and cheeks red from your 10 minute walk to scold your sleepy boyfriend, you rock back and forth on your feet, a pout evident on your face as you let a couple seconds pass before knocking again.

however your hand never reaches the white wooden door, jaemin swings the door open, bed head on full display as he rubs the sleep out of his eyes.

your gaze rakes down to his neck and bare torso, following his happy trail all the way to the sweatpants hanging low on his hips, landing your gaze down to his feet clad in cheetah print socks. you look back up at him, letting your eyes linger back on his chest and collarbones.

you both stand at the door way for a while, he's amused at your reaction, no matter how many times you've seen him like this, it never fails to leave you incredibly flustered. and he's so grateful he's the only one who gets to make you feel like this.

"well are you gonna chew me out for skipping or is me being half naked a good enough apology?" he rasps.

too much time passes and he snaps you out of your thoughts with a chuckle, pulling you into his warm apartment by your wrists. his bed was pressed up against the left side of the wall, covered in posters and fairy lights. his room smelled like pumpkin pecan waffles and you couldn't help but let your eyes soften at the framed picture of you on his nightstand.

he has a drawer designated to your chapsticks, lip balms, hair ties, rings, nail polishes and any other trinkets you've left behind any time you visit him.

dragging you over to his bed as he plops on the mattress, tilting his head up to look at you, as you push his bangs back with your palms, he pulls you in from your belt loops, you let your arms hang over his shoulders, pushing his face deeper into your stomach once he rests his forehead on your ribs.

you notice the matching string bracelets you both bought on your first date together, hanging loosely on his wrist, you feel the fraying string as he trails a palm under the back of you shirt.

he feels warmer than the hot packs you had slipped into the pockets of your large jacket.

lifting his head up, he gives you an almost drunk grin. as if though your perfume made him as tipsy as his favorite bottle of peach soju he keeps tucked away in his bright purple mini fridge.

you continue to rake your hands over the hairs at the nape of his neck but stop one he removes your arms from his neck in order to help you slip the coat off your shoulders. standing up for a moment to untie your scarf and tuck his head into the crook of your neck to pepper a few smooches on the exposed skin where your shirt slipped from the friction of your coat being dragged off.

"you okay bunny?" you whisper, worried he skipped class for more than just an extra couple hours of sleep.

"never been better," he says genuinely and you can hear the smile on his face as his breath raises goosebumps near your spine and upper arms.

he sighs as he removes himself, he seems almost annoyed that he has to be apart from you for even a moment, as he helps you slip off your shoes and rests you against his pillows.

once he has you on the mattress he hikes up his sweatpants before tugging you down a bit by your bare ankles. he moves you a bit lower, allowing himself to rest all his weight on your chest, wrapping his buff arms around your hips. immediately closing his eyes and absentmindedly reaching for your arms. once found, he tugs your wrists yet again and not so subtly drapes your left arm over the top of his shoulder blades.

the skin is unbelievably soft and warm, and you can't help but instinctively begin scratching lightly against his thick, broad shoulders, trailing your nails down the middle of his back, reaching towards the band of his boxers.

you trace all the way back up to trace a heart over his left shoulder blade. you sensed how his pulse sped up and a smile take over his face, as the feeling of his cheekbones poking your sternum became more prominent.

right after, you feel him deeply exhale, as though he's needed this more than you know, but was too afraid to use words.

his grip around you tightens and you take this as an opportunity to crane you neck down and return the favor of peppering kisses near the top of his spine.

feeling him relax over your body is better than attending art history class for. sure.

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elix8r · 1 year

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[7:26]

jaemin x f.reader

word count: 0.86k

In the confined space of the car, the air was thick with the sounds of wet noises and low moans. The radio played the latest pop hit, its melody softly permeating through the heavy atmosphere. Amidst the soundscape, you could hear your boyfriend's groans above you, his fingers tightly weaving through your hair as he guided your head down his cock.

“Fuck, just like that babe,” a deep hum of satisfaction escapes your lips as you hear his response, your panties slowly becoming drenched as his groans intensify.

As you continue to bob your head down his length, your eyes start to sting with tears, but you persevere. You were intimately familiar with Jaemin's size and knew how well-endowed he was, so you weren't deterred. But as his length harshly hits the back of your throat, you feel yourself gag.

You hear him deeply grumble, "Shit, keep going, I'm almost there," but you quickly detach your lips from him and sit up, spit and tears streaking your face as you look at him with big eyes.

"I want you to cum in me," you say quickly before he can even protest. With those words, his pissed-off eyes turn back into ones filled with desire, and you know that you've won him over.

And with that, you quickly slip off your panties and hop over to his side hovering over his bare thighs. You can feel his throbbing length close to your heat and before you can adjust yourself above him you already feel his fingers near your clit.

“You’re so fucking wet. This all from just sucking me off? You’re such a slut for me,” Jaemin cockily says while maintaining eye contact with you. Then with no warning, his fingers plunge into you and you feel any autonomy you previously had over your body leave as your body slumps into his frame.

“Please…” is all you can let out. His fingers feel so good inside you and as he starts moving them you mewl out, “more please.”

“C’mon, babe you gotta be more specific than that.” That sneaky bastard. He knew exactly what you meant yet got off on the satisfaction of you struggling. He wanted you to beg for it.

“Jaemin please, I need you inside me. Your cock,” you finally pant out, and as if he was pleased enough with your response, your boyfriend hums before taking his fingers out and replacing them with his dick.

Your eyes automatically roll to the back of your head as your mouth opens. The stretch you feel within you is heavenly. It was as if he was made for you. No one’s ever made you reach the length of pleasure you obtain when with him.

Jaemin obviously shares the same sentiment as you hear him groan into your ear.

“Fuck, you’re always so tight.” At that, you let out another moan before starting to move slowly on top of him. His hands tightly grip your waist as he starts guiding you to go at a faster pace. The burn you feel at your core forces a whimper out of you as you continue to bounce on his dick.

“You feel so good, so so good,” you mewl out while gripping his shoulders.

The two of you could have easily waited the five minutes it took for you guys to reach your apartment but there was something about having sex in the cramped front seat of your boyfriend’s car. Plus, you couldn’t help but admit that you had a thing for public sex.

His fingers quickly find your clit again and your eyes open to look into his in desperation. The pants and moans the two of you were letting out were becoming louder as you could feel that the both of you were reaching your climaxes.

“I’m almost there just a little bit more.” His hips are now thrusting up into you at a pace that was much harder and faster than before. And with a couple of thrusts, you feel yourself letting go and reaching your climax. Not even a couple of seconds after, you feel Jaemin filling you up with his release as he lets out one last groan and you feel yourself fully let your weight fall on him.

Pants were all that could be heard in the car alongside the radio that continued to play before you felt your boyfriend tap your ass.

“Hey babe, look. Seems like we had an audience,” and as soon as you hear those words leave Jaemin’s mouth your head shoots up, and looks around inspecting your surrounding.

And to your boyfriend's credit, he was correct. There was a car parked two spaces next to you guys that wasn’t there before and you could faintly make out the outline of someone in the car. You squint your eyes to see that the figure was fully turned in your direction and to your surprise, you’re able to make out the figure. Haechan, your neighbor had been watching everything that had been going down in Jaemin’s car, and at this realization, you feel your core starting to get wet again.

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haespoir · 10 months

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[ 2:30 am ]

now playing: floating - alina baraz, khalid

you hated na jaemin, you truly did. there was no reason for the man to drop the emotional bomb that he was “devastatingly in love with you.” those were his exact words, and you don’t think you would ever forget his earnest eyes when he trapped you in the guest bedroom of your home.

you had spent years harboring your own secret little crush on your brother's best friend; it was a tiny love that you cherished. there was never any space for anyone else when jaemin occupied your heart. but it had been nearly 3 months since you had decided that jaemin could only be that: that tiny love from your childhood. your silly crush on your brother’s best friend.

so who was he to come and shake up your world after your first real date? and it had been an amazing date at that, one that had you forgetting all about jaemin. and that’s what you wanted.

but na jaemin demanded your attention and your affection. he had noticed instantly when you had stopped doting on him. he noticed how you avoided the room when it was just him, and he definitely noticed how you stopped sneaking shy glances at him, desperate to drink in the image of him.

and he absolutely hated it.

because you had always made him feel seen. you were so sweet, and you understood his troubles without him even speaking. he hated that it took you denying him of your presence to realize that he was no better than you.

sure, he went on dates; they were fun, but they were nothing more than that. just dates. you had unknowingly taken over his heart, and he didn’t want to give anyone else the chance to take what was rightfully yours.

when you had escaped under his arm into the safety of your own room, jaemin felt like his world was going to crumble. but just as well as you knew jaemin, he knew you. understandably, you needed time to process this all. and he would give you that, but not without making you struggle.

“why is my best friend saying he’s in love with you?” your brother asks from your door. his question is met with a pillow to the face, you hadn’t even noticed he had snuck into your room. and his question only makes you groan, burying your head further into your pillow.

na jaemin would be the death of you.

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neochan · 2 years

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[11:23 PM] jaemin caging you against the slippery shower wall, his chest pressed against your back, one hand moving your hair to the side so he can kiss and lick and suck bruises onto the skin of your neck. the water droplets are falling all around you, steam making your head spin, and when he pushes his cock against you, he whispers, "the things you do to me pretty girl... gonna fuck you dumb, okay?"

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peachjaem00 · 2 years

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warnings: swearing

[03:00 pm] “Shit, shit, shit, shit!” you say while running, avoiding crashing into other people and apologizing when you fail. You ignore the nasty looks they give you.

You’re late again. You have always been kind of an unpunctual person—a bad habit that you’ve tried so hard to get rid of—but you always ended up being late despite your best efforts. The majority of your family and friends have accepted it, knowing that you at least make an effort. But not when it comes to your little brother, especially when it is your turn to pick him up from school.

You get through the school gate and you run until you get to his classroom.

“I’m here, I’m here!” you say at the door frame.

Putting your hands on your knees, you try to recover from the run, taking big gasps of air in order to regain your composure and ease your heartbeat. “Oh my god, I think I’m dying.”

“Good.” You look at your little brother to find him death glaring at you.

“That’s mean.” Your lungs aren’t burning anymore and you can finally speak without having to take air in between every word. When you finally stand properly, you see that he is not alone.

“Are you okay?” a handsome guy asks, looking genuinely worried. “Do you want some water?”

He is wearing a white button up and black formal pants, his sleeves are rolled up and his hair is styled perfectly—he looks like a supermodel.

“No, thank you, I’m fine.” You give him a smile to reassure him.

“What happened this time?” your brother asks.

“My professor didn’t let us leave until we finished the class activity. I’m sorry champ.”

“I don’t accept your apology.”

“What?” You let out a laugh in pure disbelief. “Oh c’mon Jiyoung, don’t be like that. I didn’t mean it.”

You come closer to him and bend down so you can speak to him face to face. “I ran all the way here as soon as I got out of class and you know how much I hate running.”

“Or any other physical activity,” he says in a mocking tone. You fake indignance, making the little one laugh. You don’t notice it but the guy—who you assume is the teacher—is looking at both of you amused. “Okay fine, but you owe me an ice cream.”

“Okay, deal.” You show him your hand and he shakes it to seal the deal officially.

“And something else.”

“What is it?”

“Mr. Na has to come with us. I think you owe him an ice cream as well.”

“You’re right, I do.” You stand up and finally look at the guy again. “As a thank you for waiting with him until I arrived.”

“Oh, it’s not necessary. Don’t worry about it.”

“Please. Let me make it up to you.” You beg him with your eyes without even realizing it, a thing you do that's second nature.

“It would be fun Mr. Na! We can ask for the most expensive ice cream.” Your brother's malicious tone makes him laugh and you glare at Jiyoung.

“Ha ha, funny.” You say in a sarcastic tone, making your brother laugh harder and you smile. “Let’s go, I know the perfect place.”

And the three of you start walking.

Jiyoung gets a little ahead of you on the way, but nothing to worry about. You take this little moment of privacy to talk to the cute guy.

“I’m y/n, by the way. I didn’t get the chance to introduce myself properly.”

“It’s a pleasure, y/n. I’m Jaemin.” He extends his hand and you take it, shaking it.

“May I ask you a question?”

“Sure.”

“Aren’t you kind of young to be a teacher?”

“I’m actually a student. I’m doing my practices here. I’m Jiyoung’s teacher’s assistant.”

“Oh I see,” you say, genuinely interested in the topic. “Do you want to be an elementary teacher? Or do you prefer another grade?”

“I’m not sure yet. I’m doing six months of practice in elementary school and another six months in kindergarten.”

“You must like little kids a lot.”

“Yeah, I really do.”

“That’s cute,” you say without thinking. “Oh shit, sorry! That was inappropriate.”

You feel your cheeks getting warm.

“It’s okay,” He giggles. “Jiyoung is actually one of my favorite students.”

“Oh really?”

“Yeah, he is really smart and participates a lot. He has a bright future ahead of him.”

“Yeah, he’s the star of the family.” you say proudly.

“You haven’t asked the star of the family how his day went.” Jiyoung says, crossing his arms over his chest with a pout on his lips.

You laugh at his antics, then whisper an “excuse me” to Jaemin and you go to your brother’s side.

“I’m sorry, star of the family. How was your day?”

“Well since you’re really curious…” he starts and then he proceeds to tell you all about it.

Jaemin admires you from behind. He is an only child and it never bothers him. But seeing you two talk and laugh together, seeing the pure love that radiates from your eyes and Jiyoung’s—for the first time, he wishes he had siblings.

After that, you finally arrive at the ice cream shop and Jiyoung runs off, making you and Jaemin follow him. You scold your little brother and, after a little bickering session, you finally buy the ice cream. Once you have your cones, you go and sit at a table. Jiyoung makes you sit next to Jaemin since he wants the whole bench for him.

“Y/n.” Jiyoung says and you give him a nasty look, thinking he is going to continue making fun of you.

“What?”

“You have ice cream on your chin.” His tone is mocking and you feel your cheeks warm.

“Fuck.” You whisper so Jiyoung doesn’t catch you swearing and try to clean yourself up, failing miserably.

“Here, let me help you.” Jaemin grabs a napkin and wipes your chin. Your cheeks are burning hot now.

“Thank you.”

“Uuuu you’re blushing!” Jiyoung mocks you and you death glare at him.

“Shut up!”

“You’re so cute,” Jaemin’s smile drops after seeing your surprised face. “Oh no, did I just say that out loud?” You only manage to nod.

“Ha! Now Mr. Na is blushing!”

“Hey don’t be rude! He’s your teacher!” Your serious tone makes Jiyoung silent.

“He’s not actually my teacher.” The little one says in a low tone.

“Oh my god, you’re unbelievable.”

You say your goodbyes after finishing your ice cream and go your separate ways. You spend the rest of the day thinking of Jaemin. You couldn’t concentrate and you were caught several times spacing out by your family. Jiyoung makes fun of you, knowing exactly why you were so distracted.

You wake up tired, needing some more hours to sleep since your brain was keeping you awake, thinking of Na Jaemin.

“Ugh, fuck it.” You grab a napkin and scribble something before folding it and you go looking for your brother. “Jiyoung!”

“Yes?” The little one peeks his head and enters the kitchen.

“I need you to do me a favor, okay?”

“Sure, what is it?”

“I’m gonna need you to give this to Mr. Na, okay? But don’t read it.”

“Why not?” He asks curiously while receiving the napkin.

“Because it’s none of your business.”

“Don’t talk to your brother like that.” Your mom’s cold tone shuts you up immediately. “You have to pick up your brother again today. I have a meeting and, for the love of god, be on time.”

“Yes okay, gladly.”

“Okay…” She’s weirded out since it is the first time you show enthusiasm. “C’mon Jiyoung, let’s go.”

“Bye!” He waves you goodbye and he finally leaves.

Every single one of your classes went slower than usual, painfully slower.

You can’t wait to go pick Jiyoung up and when your last class ends, you are the first one out the door. You run again even though you aren’t late, you run as fast as you can.

“Jesus fucking christ, the things I do for a pretty guy.” You think to yourself while you enter Jiyoung’s school gate. Your legs are burning and the air is missing from your lungs.

You arrive at his classroom and before opening the door, you catch a glimpse of your brother handing Jaemin the napkin.

“Here, y/n sent it. It got messed up in my backpack but I can tell you what it says. I read it.” By hearing this, you slam the door open.

“Hey! I told you not to read it!”

“Why? If you like my teacher’s assistant, I think I have the right to know.” He says nonchalantly.

“What?” You both turn your heads towards Jaemin.

“Yeah, that’s what the note says.” He gets closer to him and starts reading it while following the words with his finger. “I think you’re really cute and I would love to take you out for some coffee. Send Jiyoung as the messenger of your answer. If you’re gonna reject me, please don’t tell him or else I won’t live in peace.” He looks up from the note to study Jaemin’s face.

Jiyoung seems like he was going to kill him if he even thought of hurting you. Even though he is your little brother, he feels like he has to protect you the same way you protect him.

“So what do you say?” Jaemin doesn’t say anything for a while. It may have been seconds but it felt like ages for you.

After a moment of silence, he comes closer to Jiyoung and he whispers something in his ear. Jiyoung nods then he comes closer to you. He signals you to get lower so you do and he brings you even closer and whispers in your ear.

“He says he accepts and he wants to know if today is good for you.” You feel a huge weight lifted off your shoulders.

“Today is perfect.” You say with the brightest smile.

“Okay cool, great.” He reciprocates your smile, gets up from his seat and then walks up to you. “Shall we leave Jiyoung home and then go?”

“Sounds good to me.” You couldn’t stop looking at him. You could swear you had heart eyes for him.

“Can you bring me a pastry though?”

“No.” You answer coldly. “You read my note.”

“Oh c’mon! If it wasn’t for me, you wouldn't even have met Mr. Na! In a way, you owe me.”

“I’m going to kill you one of these days.”

“Okay, I think that’s our signal to go,” Jaemin grabs your hand and Jiyoung’s and he drags you both out. “Don’t worry Jiyoung, I’ll get you a pastry.”

He winks at him and both laugh mischievously.

“Oh no… That’s not a good sign for me…”

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sixzeroes · 1 year

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[22:43] you know it’s bad, falling in love with your father’s best friend. you traveled back in time to save your father from his demise, not to fall in love with his best friend’s eighteen-year-old existence. the whole point of regressing to the time when you weren’t even born was for the sake of your mother’s happiness, not yours.

jaemin’s eyes reflect a million stars as he looks at you. he doesn’t know three-fourths of what you know, nor does he understand just how twisted your fates are. your heart feels as if it’ll be wrenched out by the hands of the gods. jaemin has always lingered around your mother after the death of your father, often caring for you when she wasn’t emotionally able to. but as you grew up, he began to visit less, until eventually, he no longer was a part of your life. something about moving to america to start afresh, thanks to a promotion from his workplace.

you once eavesdropped on your mother and jaemin talking about his lack of partners. he’d simply laughed, blaming his first love for stealing his heart and never giving it back.

the gods are so, so cruel in everything they do.

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gyeomsweetgyeom · 4 months

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[7:09 pm]

(cw: parents!au)

Every parent knew what silence meant. Silence meant some huge mess was being made, someone was hiding, being mischievous, general mayhem being had. This was especially true in your home with your daughter and 3 cats. It was never this quiet in your house with the four—five troublemakers in your house. It couldn’t be the main troublemaker because he was sitting right next to you, fully invested in a a reality tv show.

“Jaemin, listen,” You said quietly while you muted the tv.

He looked at you quizzically, “I don’t hear anything… what could she be doing now?”

“It’s not her nap time yet, I have a very bad feeling about this,” you replied nervously.

Your daughter had a sweet face, she was nice and friendly in public. She always waved at strangers with a huge smile on her face. She knew to stay by your side when she wasn’t sitting in a shopping cart. She very rarely threw tantrums, a perfect little angel. People had even told you so.

In the comfort of your home on the other hand, she was hyperactive and loud. She wreaked havoc on the daily. And the cats were either right her side or far, far away from her. There was no in between. When the cats decided she was being too much your daughter would try to climb their scratching posts to reach them or pull on their tails. The poor animals. When they decided to help her the house was loud, something got destroyed, scratched, or simply broken.

The last time the 4 of them had joined forces you needed to buy a new bookshelf for the living room with all new frames for the pictures that filled up some empty spaces on the shelves.

“Rock, paper, scissors to see who goes,” Jaemin offered. You rolled your eyes but complied. Softly hitting your fist against the palm of your hand. One paper and one rock, you lost.

“Wish me luck please, and have your credit card ready to shop. Oh my god, I think I’m gonna be sick,” you muttered, standing from the couch and walking toward your daughter’s room, but not without pouting and sending pleasing looks to your husband.

You tiptoed quietly to her open door and took a peek inside. Oh good, she was playing with her baby dolls. Wait, since when were they covered in fur?

You ran back to the living room whisper yelling, “Honey, you have to come see what your daughter is doing!”

Jaemin tilted his head back and shut his eyes, “why is she only my daughter when she’s being naughty?”

“It’s not even that bad, no new furniture. Just come see!” You tugged on his arm until he was up and quietly sneaking behind you.

You both peeked into the open door and watched as your daughter swaddled up one of the cats, Luke. And he liked it! He was purring and nuzzling into your daughters small and unusually gentle hands. “Ok baby! It’s time for a nap!” She told the cat before placing him in her toy bassinet. The poor doll who it belonged to could be seen face down under her bed.

“And for the other baby, it’s lunch! Time for your bottle,” she told Luna, picking up the cat and holding her like a newborn while holding a toy bottle to the cat’s mouth. And poor Lucy was sitting on a doll bed with a bonnet tied below her chin, but she looked unbothered.

“I think the cats… like it?” Jaemin whispered in confusion.

You looked at him, “weirdly enough, I think they do too.”

You and Jaemin continued to watch the four of them play and interact. They were all calm and playing happily, until, she turned and caught sight of you.

She bounded over to you and jumped into your arms, knocking the wind out of you.

“I’m practicing!” She smiled brightly.

“What are you practicing for, baby?” You asked her, moving some hair out of her face.

“Daddy said he’s going to get me a baby brother! So I have to practice being a good big sister!” She smiled, stating it like it was obvious.

Your fave dropped, looking at Jaemin with a raised eyebrow, “did your dad say that? That’s news to me. What else did he tell you, baby?”

Jaemin’s face dropped and your daughter began spilling all their secrets. How he always bought her candy before ballet, they sometimes snuck some ice cream together after you were asleep, Jaemin put sugar in her cereal, and how he promised her new toys if she didn’t mention anything about a new sibling. “Do I still get my toys daddy?”

“Uh! No! She would not be getting any new toys!”Jaemin yelled in his mind.

“You can ask daddy later, he’s about to be in very big trouble.”

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markiemelon · 10 days

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hiii, can you do something with jaemin? like a college friends to lovers?

breakfast

genre. fluff, crack 🍞

pairings. jaemin x gn!reader

falling asleep at your friend!jaemin’s place wasn’t your intention.. yet, there you were, knocked out on the couch. you eventually woke up, disoriented and sore, while the smell of burnt toast polluted the air. on the other side of the open room, jaemin stood behind the kitchen counter, preoccupied with scraping char off the bread slices. he perked his head up once he heard you rustling around. “oh. you’re up.”

“what time is it?” you yawned, reaching for your phone, only to find it cold and dead.

“it’s like 10 or something—” his tone was casual, and it threw you off.

“jaemin!” you jumped to your feet. “i had a class at 9!” you continued, “i told you to wake me up if i ever fell asleep here again!” you ran to the bathroom, looking for the toothbrush jaemin got you last time.

his expression became one of shame, like a child being scolded by his mother. “i know, but you just looked so peaceful…”

this isn’t the first time this has happened. more often than not, jaemin invites you to hang out after class.. so you usually find yourself leaving with him to walk to his apartment… you just can’t get enough of him.

once you get there, you hope for a productive afternoon, maybe crank out some assignments. but instead, you end up talking to him all night. you’ll eventually glance at the ungodly hour on the clock, and think, "just 5 more minutes. i'll get going in 5 minutes." 5 minutes turns into 5 hours... and next thing you know, the sun is up, you've slept through all your alarms, and you're grabbing your things to rush out.

“i need to go home-” you pat your hands around the couch, looking for your purse, tossing around the blankets and pillows jaemin put on you while you were asleep.

“wait.” he interjected. “when’s your next class?”

“at 1… but i still have to go home and get dressed...” you sighed, slumping onto the stool at the kitchen island.

“you still have plenty of time to eat breakfast...” jaemin said, nudging over a plate of toast that was grilled to the point of no return.

“jaemin…” you laughed. “im not eating that.” you eyed the dish, and a chill went down your spine. “i’ll just have some cereal.” you helped yourself to his cabinets in a search for a more edible alternative.

sitting across from jaemin at the table, you crunched on your cereal while he picked at his burnt toast… his pride wouldn’t let him throw it out. “so do you wanna come over again later?” he waited for you to chew your food before you replied.

“jaemin, be for real.” you set down your spoon. “i can’t keep coming over on weekdays. i lose track of time and fall asleep.. i can’t keep doing that.”

“why not?” he said, mouth full. “why can’t you fall asleep here?”

“i don’t have my stuff here! no skincare, no clothes…” you counted a finger for each point you listed. “and by the time i wake up, im late, and i still have to go home and get ready...”

“well then.. why not just bring stuff to stay the night.” he cleared his throat. “pack your clothes and skincare and whatever… plus, you already have a toothbrush here.”

“do you want me to stay or something?” you took a sip of juice, eyes peeking over the cup.

“i just like having you around...” he picked at the toast some more, but had yet to actually taste it.

you thought for a moment. “yeah sure.” you shrugged, ignoring the way he just made your heart flutter.

“wait really?” he looked up from his plate.

“i mean… i guess it’s not a problem as long as i bring stuff to stay.” you said, getting up from your seat to go wash your bowl in the sink. jaemin followed right behind you and draped his arms over your shoulders, pulling your back into his chest. “then can you bring stuff to stay longer than 1 night?”

jaemin has always been a pretty affectionate friend, so you didn’t think much of the hug… “maybe i could stay until the weekend..”

“just until the weekend?” he squeezed you a little tighter.

but was he always this clingy?

“na jaemin, when did you get so clingy?”

“well these days, i…” he stopped himself.

“these days, you...?” you hummed, tugging on his arms that were still embracing you, urging for him to finish his sentence. you began swaying side to side ever so slightly. “let’s just stay like this for a minute.” he cooed, catching on to your rhythm, rocking in the silence. he really gave the best hugs. after a moment, he disrupted the stillness of the room. “move in with me.”

hearing him say that so bluntly made your heart drop. flustered, you turned around to face him, his arms now resting on your back. “all of a sudden?” you laughed.

“mm.” he nodded his head to agree, looking at you so endearingly. he gradually inched his face closer to yours, and you didn’t mind.

“jaemin.”

“yeah?” he answered, just inches away.

“are you trying to kiss me right now?” you teased, as your gaze wandered from his eyes to his lips.

“are you gonna let me?” he teased back. you couldn’t hold back your smile, and he basically took that as confirmation.

he didn’t have to lean in much more before his lips were touching yours. your eyes fluttered as his hands gently met your cheeks, even tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

“what are we doing?” you whispered in between breaths.

“just enjoy it.” he reassured you.

and for some reason, his words really put you at ease. in that moment, you couldn’t help but enjoy it. you reconnected your lips, and let yourself fall more in love with your best friend than you already were.

his smile forced him out of the kiss. “so does this mean we can have breakfast together every morning?”

you scoffed at his remark. “maybe if you learn how to cook first…”

@lovesuhng thanks so much for the request!!!! such a cute idea. hope you like it!!! (reqs always open)

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jammingjaem · 7 months

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HII !! i love ur texts sm :)) can i request nct dream texts where they’re babysitting your little brother (whos a cleaning baby - like the one in tiktok HAHAH😭)

ᓚᘏᗢ babysitting baby brother who cleans

why this kinda fun to make 😭😭 i hope you enjoyed this!!

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dawn-in-neocity · 9 months

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“best friend” (™️) nct dream

(that is your man, you’re just in denial)

mark

y’all are only missing the relationship title at this point. you’re always the first to hear his new music. he values your opinion so much. loves lending you hoodies and jackets because when you return them they smell like you. tells you how cute you are 100 times a day. boops your nose and pinches your chin. sends you 360s of his fresh haircuts. shows up to all your events (sports, work events, art, fundraisers, anything you do). makes pinky promises with you.

renjun

you two slowly move into more than friends territory. brings you flowers “for your room”. picks up your vocab without realizing it. reserves his gentlest speaking voice for you only. listens intently to anything and everything you have to say. you two do road-trips and mini getaways all the time. vents to you. creates the perfect bite from his meal for you to try whenever you’re eating together. forehead kisses!!! will be the one to initiate the “what are we” conversation.

jeno

he’s simply your jeno and you do not wish to elaborate. his arm is always draped over the back of your seat. you’re together so often that his friends are confused when you’re NOT at his place. slips up and calls you babe (and keeps at it since you don’t seem to mind). you two are always in a corner laughing it UP about something. y’all dressed up as harley quinn and the joker for halloween. ALWAYS ties your shoelaces for you no matter where you are.

haechan

that’s just your bf i hate to break it to you. posts soft launch-esque pics of you two on his story. everyone thinks you’re dating. teases you by poking his finger into your side. why are you standing so close to each other? his hair is touching your forehead? move? plays with your fingers. named the stuffed animal you won him and now deems it your love child. places your legs on top of his when you sit beside each other. texts you “this made me think of you” at least 4x a week.

jaemin

he would marry you tomorrow if you agreed. makes it clear that it’s you or no one else for him. greets you with a veryyy friendly kiss on the cheek. 0 chill when it comes to pda. got you a really nice gift for valentine’s day. tells you he’s in love with you daily, just in other words. spam comments on your posts. SO flirty. blows kisses and winks at you type of flirty. STARES; like heart shaped pupils, dopey smile staring. “it’s late, you should just sleep over :)”.

chenle

has known you forever and has basically been your bf forever. regularly texts your mother. brings you to all his family events. affectionately bites you. holds your face in his hands and squishes your cheeks together. casually drops the most heartwarming compliments ever. never corrects people when they refer to you as his s/o. places your hand on his arm when you guys walk together. gets close to your face and pulls away when you’re about to kiss. dies when you do it back.

jisung

you two have never been just friends tbh. will bail on plans just to stay in and watch netflix with you. calls you a version/nickname of your name only he uses. asks you for head scratches when he’s tired. picks up on your moods so easily like how??? actively keeps up with all your school/work tea. always brings you a little treat when he comes to see you. forgets you’re meant to be low-key when he drinks and gets very… loving. y’all are always falling asleep on facetime.

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yongislong · 1 year

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holidate.

genre: fluff with nonidol!jaemin

note: happy holidays! love you all, not proofread! i kinda hate this im sorry, ty for requesting though anon :"(

"so what do you say... wanna be my holi-date?!"

you peer up at jaemin with hopeful eyes as you attempt not to cringe at your poor joke. waving your jazz hands cutely in an effort to convince him to meet your parents for the first time this winter season.

he grimaces. you know how worried he's been about meeting your parents. you both haven't been dating that long but he was completely taken with you. he couldn't bare messing up in front of your family, not when he finally had you.

you pout and whine and coo until he gives in.

"if you weren't an absolute angel i would not be going... you're trouble, you know that? fuck... "

you haven't seen jaemin this nervous since he confessed.

"oh god, oh god... do i look okay... is this dumb... oh my GOD jaemin brown and orange what are you thinking??"

jaemin shuffles and paces around your shared apartment, frantically searching for an outfit for the event ahead. his voice was pitched up a couple octaves due to his worries.

sure he's been to a couple of holiday parties with you in college, but this was a big deal.

"babe relax- c'mere just-just sit, c'mon, here..." patting the space next to you, he shuffles over. head low in embarrassment, the mattress dipping under his weight. you graze your fingers over his wrist once he settles to look towards you.

giving him your best doe eyes. you see his gaze visibly soften. he lets out a breath he didn't know he was holding.

"its going to be okay, okay? hm? i love you and that's all that matters! i've bragged to them a thousand times about you! they're dying to meet you. there's no reason to be worried. you're na jaemin!!! the na jaemin!" he breaks out into laughs, "see! don't try and hide your blush from me now... you look great. put on the cute knitted sweater you love and let's go, okay?"

kissing his forehead you let him slip away to the closet, playfully smacking his butt as he cut in front of you.

you could still feel his hand shaking as he gripped your thigh to ground himself. you'd been comforting him since you both left. spritzing a bit of your perfume on his sweater, holding his bicep, putting on his favorite playlist and now lightly scraping your fingernails up and down his forearm.

"this it?"

"mhhmm, park just right there..."

his arms flex as he pulls up to the curb in front of your childhood home.

he turns the engine off and stills. his lashes flutter as he closes his eyes, letting in a big breath and exhaling slowly. he clearly needed a minute and you were more than willing to give it to him.

"okay, hmph, lets go," he says with a peck to your lips, smiling as he pulls away. it's as if this kiss alone gave him the strength to get over his fears.

he races over to your side of the car to let you out, holding your hand to make sure you didn't trip over the uneven pavement.

you snake your arm around his right bicep and make the short walk to the red front door a couple feet away.

ringing the doorbell, jaemin exhales and shakes his head. muttering mantras under his breath about being polite and that everything is okay.

your parents swing the door open.

"OH MY GOD YOU'RE GORGEOUS," your mother says excitedly, pulling him inside by the wrist.

you all laugh loudly as you step into the warmth of the house. jaemin immediately takes off his shoes, your mother shoots you a look of approval and you nod and mouth excitedly "i know!"

throughout the duration of the night, jaemin has put on his charm to 100. talking to your family about his education, his swimming scholarship and how lucky he is to have you. he even admits how nervous he was which has everyone in a fit of giggles again. he helped set the table, complimented your mom on her skin, played with the kittens that waltzed around his legs yet, never failed to check up to see how you were doing.

he'd caught you staring in awe a couple times, the smile on your face growing as he grins back at you in accomplishment, nodding towards your mother with wide eyes, like a little boy in kindergarten who made a new friend.

your family wasn't keen on letting the both of you leave once it got too late.

"i know im sorry mr. and ms. y/l/n, they hate me driving late at night so we really should go..." that doesn't fail to leave your mom cooing.

as soon as the door shuts behind you both, jaemin squeals and regains composure, "see y/n, i don't know why you were so worried, i told you they'd love me... im the na jaemin!" he screams that last bit.

you lightly punch him in the chest, "yeah yeah you nailed it tiger, just get in the car..." he laughs loudly, the arm draped over your shoulders pulls you in tighter and forces you to grab on to his waist to avoid toppling over.

"i can't believe my own mother ignored me for a pretty face... tsk"

the last thing you heard before jaemin shut your car door was a loud cackle.

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jaeyunverse · 9 months

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the roommate conflict (teaser)

pairing: na jaemin x fem!reader

genres: fluff, crack, angst, found family, strangers to lovers, roommate au, college au

est. wc: 20k

warnings: profanity, chaos, lots of idol features + all warnings to be added in the full fic!

summary: your roommate is the devil incarnate, you can’t afford your own place, chaewon won’t move out of the apartment you’re supposed to move in till the next semester and you’re positive you will kill yourself the next time someone pisses you off. cue na jaemin, the cute boy from next door, who swoops in and saves the day by offering you a place in his home.

taglist: @s00buwu @justalildumpling @imhuh @lovesuhng @loveforred @hibernatinghamster @jamaisunoo @carelessshootanonymous @tangerinelovelees @babyjenono @urfavtallgirl @luvenshiti @tika-writes-lol @jaemsushi @sseramine send an ask / comment to be added!

note: i am in love w roommate aus!!!!!! and i’m really excited for this one hehe <3

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“So you’re going to keep living with Eunsook for the next few months?”

You shrugged and looked out the window, noticing that you were only a few minutes away from your destination. “I don’t have much of a choice. The dorms are at full capacity and I can’t afford to live alone.”

Jaemin bit his lip in contemplation. Technically, he could offer to let you live with him and his housemates. Chenle had already gone back to China to complete the rest of his education, meaning Jaemin didn’t have a roommate anymore.

Besides, with you chipping in on the rent, his own financial problems would be solved.

To Jaemin, the idea seemed to be a win-win. He enjoyed your company thoroughly and doubted the boys would be opposed to you moving in.

Nonetheless, outright suggesting it to you felt weird. This was only your second encounter, and though your best friends were some of his close friends, he couldn’t just drop the question out of nowhere.

You probably weren’t even comfortable living in a house filled with people of the opposite gender, and the last thing Jaemin wanted to do was make things awkward by putting you in a difficult position.

So, he decided to take the safer route and casually mentioned, “Tell me about it. My roommate returned to his home a month ago and now the rent’s being split three ways instead of four. The economy has been kicking our asses. Finding a good housemate is proving to be tougher than we thought too.”

You averted your gaze from the window to meet his. With no small amount of satisfaction, Jaemin noted that your eyebrows were raised.

You were interested.

The only thing left for you to do was ask.

Come on, he urged you mentally. Do it. Ask me if it’s possible for you to move in.

You opened your mouth to speak, but before you could do so, the car behind you honked multiple times.

Jaemin cringed and stepped on the accelerator, not having realised that the traffic light had turned green.

He glimpsed the shake of your head out of the corner of his eye and knew you’d decided against whatever you were going to say before.

“Yeah. Fuck inflation.”

No matter how hard he tried, Jaemin couldn’t stop his heart from sinking.

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jenosbliss · 18 days

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paining. gn!reader x jaemin | genre. fluff | wc. 0.5k | warnings. none

[10:24 pm]

The voice of your friend filled the once quiet apartment the moment she picked up the video call “What’s the tea?”

“It’s not tea…” you air quoted the word ‘tea’ with a roll of your eyes before continuing “… last night something happened between me and-” the doorbell's sound reverberated throughout the apartment, interrupting your conversation.

"Who's here at this hour?" you looked at your friend through the screen, who held the same expression of confusion as you. "Don't hang up and be careful. I got 911 on dial." she said making you chuckle while you stood from the couch and went to answer the door.

To see Jaemin standing at your door did come as a surprise, but deep down you knew it would be him, or you expected it to be him. After last night it was evident that a lot will change between both of you and him being here at this hour was just the beginning.

"Jaemin? What happened?" opening the door, you asked voice laced with genuine concern. He looked as if he hadn't slept for days, his hair was an absolute mess sticking out from every direction, his eyes were droopy and the bags under them made him look exhausted.

He was panting heavily and slouching while holding the doorframe, this meant just one thing; he had made a run from his place to yours, not even bothering enough to look for his car keys, he was in such a hurry to come here.

"Y/n, hi" his voice feeble as he tried to catch his breath. "I'm sorry for bothering you at this time but..." he stood up straight, walking inside the apartment as you closed the door behind him. "... I don't know what's wrong with me. Am I going crazy? I just- just... Oh god! Ughhhh" grabbing his hair he paced around your living room.

"Hey calm down. Tell me what's bothering you, okay?" you walked towards Jaemin, a bit startled by his actions.

"What's bothering me?" he let out a humorless chuckle as he paced in your direction. "It's you. You are bothering me." he held your hands in his as he pulled you close to him, very close.

It would be a lie if you said thoughts of Jaemin weren't bothering you either since yesterday, but he looked frantic. "I'm sorry for what I'm about to do but I have to, I- I need to"

Before you could understand what, he meant, Jaemin closed the gap between you both. He kissed you, with passion and need. His lips moved against yours with such desperation and tenderness that you can't help but get lost in him and this feeling of pure bliss.

The force with which he kissed you made you stumble a few steps back, holding on to his bicep for support as his firm grip on your waist tightened while he refused to let you go. His lips felt cold and chapped against yours warm and soft ones, you felt soft tickles of his breath against your skin as he still tried to pull you closer.

"I was right..." Jaemin whispered after pulling away, still close enough that his breath sent tingles down to our toes. "About what?" you mumbled breathlessly. "I am in fucking love with you."

navigation.

a/n. i am really sorry for disappearing but but here’s the Jaemin fic! will be working on the requests soon.

masterlist. nct dream | nct 127 | wayv

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neochan · 2 years

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[10:10 PM] Jaemin tackles you in a hug, a soft 'oof' falling from his lips when you accidentally elbow him in the ribs. His fingers reach out to pinch your cheeks, "Look at you, you're so cute!!" he coos.

"Oh come on Jaemin, I'm not a baby." you whine, attempting to shove him off, but he holds still.

"Wrong. You're my baby."

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its-not-sof · 1 year

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12:37am

jaemin smut + fluff

“What? Does that feel good?”

You squirmed under Jaemin’s sensual gaze. He smiled as his fingers continued to lightly stroke your inner thighs, creeping agonizingly slowly to where you wanted him most.

He had been teasing you all night, painstakingly exploring and massaging every inch of your body, searching for the places that made you shiver and sigh and beg for him.

“Tell me what you need, pretty girl…” he murmured, enticing a needy whimper from your lips.

“Please, touch me,” you whispered. Jaemin smirked, pleased at your eagerness to follow his directions.

“I’ve been touching you all night, where do you want me now?”

His fingers ghosted across your covered core, gently circling your sensitive bud before pulling back.

“Here?” He murmured, hovering just millimeters from your entrance.

You gasped and nodded quickly, lifting your hips to meet his fingers, longing for the suddenly lost friction.

“Use your words, baby,” Jaemin whispered, leaning in close to press his lips to your neck.

“Jaemin, please, r-right there…” you mumbled, slipping your fingers in his soft hair, keeping him close. You could feel him smile against your skin.

“That wasn’t so hard, now was it?” He teased, returning his fingers to your waiting heat.

His long fingers rubbed against you before slipping underneath your soaked panties to make contact with your dripping entrance. It didn’t take him long to find your swollen bud and swiftly start to tease out of you a breathless moan.

His mouth began to suck on your exposed neck, soothing the raw, bruised skin with the tip of his tongue before slipping steadily downward. Jaemin slowly pressed hot kisses down your chest, hands reaching behind you to unclip your bra and shed you of your restrictive garments.

Your nipples hardened in the cool night air, already stiff with arousal at Jaemin’s teasing earlier. Your boyfriend wasted no time in relishing each with attention, his plush lips sucking and nipping at your breasts, his fingers reaching up to tug at the right side while his mouth pleasured the left.

His talented mouth pulled another, slightly higher-pitched moan from your parted lips.

“God, you’re so beautiful,” he whispered, trailing his soft kisses down your stomach and stopping right before your dripping cunt.

You shifted your hips again, longing for him to continue. Big brown eyes looked up at you, lidded with desire but still full of devilish joy.

He never broke eye contact with you as he began to suck at your inner thighs again, biting and nipping the soft flesh until you felt like you could scream.

“J-Jaemin, please don’t tease,” you moaned, breathless and blushing with unbridled arousal.

“You know I always take care of you, Y/N…” he murmured, quickly flicking his tongue across your clit before pulling away again.

“N-No,” you practically sobbed as he positioned your thighs over his broad shoulders. “Please, please…”

Jaemin smirked before diving into your aching core with reckless abandon.

His pouted lips closed around your sensitive peak, sucking hard enough to make your vision blur before alternating in soft, fluttering licks that made you buck your hips up off the mattress.

“J-Jaemin, oh god…” you moaned loudly, unable to swallow your cries of pleasure as his talented tongue worked over your core.

“I-I’m gonna, I’m—“ you cried out as your orgasm ripped through your body, pulsating around Jaemin’s tongue. He showed no signs of stopping as he continued to stimulate you through your high.

You tried to pull away as the sensations became too strong, but he held your thighs closer and kept up his pace.

“J-Jaemin, too much, I can’t—“

“You can take it, pretty girl. Just one more, okay?”

Soon, you felt a pleasurable knot start to form again in your stomach, desperate to release with each flutter of his wet muscle.

Your breathing became ragged as you chased your second high on his face. You shuddered again and Jaemin smiled as you fell limp in his arms, your chest still heaving with each labored breath.

“Good girl,” he murmured, massaging your thighs and leaning up to place a chaste kiss on your forehead. You wrapped your arms around his back to keep him close to you.

“I love you. So, so much,” you whispered, holding him tightly. Jaemin smiled.

“I love you too, sweet girl.”

Jaemin leaned in and kissed you, hard and passionate before gazing at you with a handsome smirk.

“Think you can do one more for me?”

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