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kiachiako · 1 year
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december nct recs
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my library of favorites from DEC <3 all creds to authors
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RENJUN | russian roulette | @jiamour — in which you and renjun are neighbors and you both hate each other, or at least you think you do. alternatively: film students watch movies together and talk about the French revolution.
HAECHAN | love, on air | @njmverse — when you return to ever after high for your spring semester to be met with a new roommate, you weren’t expecting it to be your #1 rival, lee donghyuck. things escalate when he tries to steal your thunder as a matchmaker during valentine’s month. as you navigate your new dorm life with a new roommate, you soon realise your title as cupid isn’t the only thing being stolen away by him.
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[m] MARK & HAECHAN | surviving no nut november | @domjaehyun 28.8k — mark lee x fem!reader x lee haechan
MARK | where’s your good-natured gryffindor-slytherin rivalry? | @taelme 23k — friends-to-enemies-to-lovers, Hogwarts!au (fluff, mild angst, slow burn, mutual secret pining) 
TAEYONG | little taste of heaven | pt. 2 | pt. 3 | @taelme 23k — single parent taeyong!au, kindergarten teacher!y/n
[m] JUNGWOO | pincushion | @jungwooisms 20k — tailor!jungwoo x female!bookbinder!reader, fluff, angst, smut, period piece
[m] JENO | rose-colored glasses (all distorted) | pt. 2 | @neowinestainedress 18.3k — a long-lasting crush for her brother’s best friend, a bet, obsession, devotion and jealousy; all things that cannot lead to anything good. But the world that Jeno showed her was perfect and she couldn’t see what it really hid behind the rose-colored glasses. It was all distorted.
[m] HAECHAN | drippin’ | @neowinestainedress 18.2k — you need relief from this strange pain you’re feeling, but you don’t know what to do. Your boyfriend and his friends offer to help, giving you a solution you didn’t quite expect coming.
MARK | would you be so kind? | @sehunniepotwrites 17k — It was ironic, really, how you had a love and hate relationship with flowers. Growing up as a florist’s daughter, your love and admiration for the language of flowers flourished at a young age. Your thoughts, however, changed when you were diagnosed with the sickness that killed with one of the things you loved the most. You weren’t sure what hurt more, though - the hammering agony your heart experienced every single time Mark looked at her so lovingly or the excruciating pain your lungs suffered through whenever you remembered your best friend loved her and not you.
HAECHAN | better than gold | @cherryeoniis 16.4k — nobleman!haechan x fem!readerhistorical au (early 19th century), fluff, angst, friends to lovers
[m] HAECHAN | love bites | @sundaysundaes​ 16k — Supernatural creatures don’t scare you, so when the cute neighbor who lives just across the hallway offers you a chance to move in for cheaper rent, you agree in a heartbeat--even when he consumes human blood on a daily basis.
TAEYONG | when the shadow meets the light | @taeyongtime 15.7k — hufflepuff!taeyong x slytherin!reader, hogwarts!au
[m] MARK | gorgeous | @lucyandthepen 12.4k — you don’t know what in the football uniform mark is wearing is so attractive. maybe it’s how broad is shoulders always look in that jersey. maybe it’s how nicely accentuated his ass is when he’s running. or, maybe, just maybe, it’s how painfully conspicuous the outline of his cock is through those pants.  or, you know. all of the above.  
JOHNNY | like or like like | @taelme 12k — college!au, college frat boy!Johnny
JENO | the roommate contract | @jaeyunverse​ 11.3k — one-sided enemies to lovers, roommates au, brother’s best friend au, fake dating
[m] HAECHAN | sure thing | @domjaehyun 11k — haechan x fem!reader
JENO | our beloved youth | @yourstruleejn 10k — fate has a cruel way of bringing people in and out of one’s life. be it through weather changes, old memories or what seem to be mere coincidences. Jeno and you parted ways a long time ago, but destiny still has its say in who you end up with. 
[m] JAEMIN | backseat chronicles | @notnctu​ 8.5k — There is no reasonable explanation as to why or how you always end up in the backseat of Na Jaemin’s beloved car. Almost routinely, he picks you up around ten in the evening with the stereo blasting the raunchiest lyrics for your entire suburban neighborhood to hear. The entire night remains purely friendly, a dabble of flirtatious comments because well, it’s Jaemin for fuck sakes. But all it takes is one suggestive gaze from his dark, lustful eyes and a drop in his voice that rumbles your core to have you climbing over the seats to get to the back.  
[m] MARK & HAECHAN | roommates | @smileysuh 8.3k — as Jungwoo's best friend, you have your pick of fratboys to date, including Jeno, who has a huge crush on you. But you're only attracted to Lee's that come in pairs, and you can't get roommates Mark and Hyuck off your mind.
[m] HAECHAN | babe watch | @milfgyuu​ 7.9k — You and Haechan both have big plans this summer. You’re going to earn yourself a spot on the infamous Baywatch team and Haechan’s deadset on getting the girl. It just so happens that both your plans intersect quite nicely.
[m] JAEMIN | one day closer | @choco-mark 6.6k — in a world where soulmates can hear each other’s thoughts, you slowly fall in love with your soulmate, though it takes you an eternity to realize who it really is.
JENO | everlong | @raibebe​ 6.1k — 90s grunge boy Jeno x female reader
HAECHAN | i turned my best friend into an e-boy (and kissed him!!!) | @luvdsc​ 5.2k — lee donghyuck x reader, best friend + youtuber au
[m] RENJUN | to taste the forbidden fruit | @yutasbellybuttonpiercing​ 4.5k — friends to lovers
[m] HAECHAN | under your skin | @fadedncity 4.2k — haechan x fem!reader, enemies with benefits to lovers, angst
YUTA | still in love | @neonun-au 2.2k — yuta x reader, exes to something more
JAEHYUN | [drabble] | @suhglow — fluff, stoner!reader, weed consumption
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happy reading <3
xoxo
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uyukyeom · 7 months
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uyukyeom’s august nct/tbz fic recs <3
ik this list would ususally have more groups repped, but i was so deep in my nct phase (as evidenced below the cut), that i didn’t get to read for many other groups besides tbz and nct D: 
that being said, i read so many fics that you can be assured that the ones below are super good, top notch, absolutely delectable pieces of fiction ⸜(。˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝
as ususal, if you have any fic recs for me please send them my way :3 i’m always looking for new reads on tumblr and ao3 <3
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content – s: smut (minors DNI), a: angst, f: fluff
✦ – written fic, ✧ – smau
☆ favorite!!!
NCT
✢ 서영호 johnny suh
✦ oh, boy, it’s you || @domjaehyun || s | f | a || one-shot || 30k || 
↳ i feel like i don’t have to elaborate very far beyond soulmate johnny? it’s so deeply-in-love johnny and y/n, which i absolutely devoured. but seriously, jewel has a fantastic masterlist and everything i’ve read has been super good. definitely a new fav nct writer! 
✢ 이영흠 ten
✦ the demon in my dreams || @anashins || s || one-shot || 7k || 
✢ 나재민 na jaemin
✦ after you || @ryozaki21 || s | f | a || one shot || 19k || 
✦  besties (gone sexual) || @tyonfs || s | f | a || series one-shot || 43k || 
↳ i spent a whole day reading the whole bitch hunter series and it was so good. if you like university!aus it’s a definite must read. i added my two favorites from the series to the list for this month, but they’re all really well written! 
✢ 이민형 mark lee
✦ sweet cream, cold brew || @lucyandthepen || s || one-shot || 26k || 
✢ 이동혁 lee donghyuck
✦ what the puck! || @choerrypuffs || f | a || one-shot || 11k || ☆ ||
↳  if you’re like me and your favorite trope is haechan being a little bit annoying (in an endearing way), this is the perfect read!! i absolutely ate this fic up (plus it helped me get out of my reading slump this month :D)
✦ dancing in my backseat || @rrxnjun || f || one-shot || 24k || 
✦ and they were roommates || @tyonfs || s | f | a || series one-shot || 17k || ☆ ||
✦ pussy fiend || @domjaehyun || s || two-shot || 68k || ☆ || 
TBZ
✢ 이상영 lee sangyeon
✦ tattle-tale || @sankyeom || f || one-shot || 5k || 
✢ 김선우 kim sunwoo
✦ rhapsody anonymous || @sungbeam || f | a || series one-shot || 28k || ☆ ||
↳ this whole series is actually so good, i read it all in one day T-T it was the first tbz series/fics i’ve ever read, and now i’m kinda invested. i already loved a lot of beam’s other works, but this series is def my fav! you can find it here~
✢ 손영재 eric son
✦ flight risk || @sungbeam || f | a || series one-shot || 30k || ☆ ||
↳ this is probably my fav fic from the love in unity series, so please check it out! smth about the eric-y/n dynamic in this fic (and in subsequent cameos in other fics) made me so happy :p
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haejaetae-recs · 1 year
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Here I've compiled some of my favorite works by some of my favorite writers. I'll add a lot more detail to this masterlist including brief descriptions and my input as found in my reblogs.
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Quarantine Chronicles by @domjaehyun | Jaehyun, Johnny, Jungwoo, Jaemin, Mark, Jeno, Haechan | 3 pts. 126.7k total | M | roommates au, fwb, uni au
Fourteen days, five roommates, and five remarkably high sex drives. what could go wrong?
I'm obviously a Jaehyun simp but while reading this, I found myself so immersed in the other characters as well (especially Jaemin OOF he's such a freak 😭). Part 1 is basically 20k word long filth smut LOL so like I always say, be warned!
Pussy Fiend by @domjaehyun | Haechan | 2 pt. 68.9k total | M | roommates au, fwb, f2l, some dubcon be warned, uni au
The title truly does explain it all lol. Another @domjaehyun hit. The dynamics not only between HC and MC but all the roommates *muah*. The tension: outstanding. The smut??? *cries*. Yeah, this fic deserves the hype. Part 2 is a must-read.
Bitch Hunters by @tyonfs | Dream '00 line | 4 part series | M
huang renjun, lee jeno, lee donghyuck, and na jaemin are determined to have girlfriends by the end of their college years, but that’s easier said than done when they’re known as the biggest players on campus.
besties (gone sexual) by @tyonfs | Jaemin | 43.4k | M | best friends, fwb2l, slowburn
The final (and longest) installation of the bitch hunters series. Each part is a different dream 00 line member and can be read separately, although they are all a part of the same au. I do recommend reading the prologue found in the series masterlist first!
Na Jaemin, resident playboy and serial heartbreaker on campus, thinks he might have a crush on you [, his] best friend of seven years...
I could say so much about this fic series. I'm lowkey attached to every Tyonfs character I've ever read about. I loved every part, but Jaemin's hit especially hard, probably because of the length (that's what she said). It's not only the amazing story between Jaemin and his girl, but also expands the au so much and brings it to life. The ending made me feel like I was watching the finale of the last season of a TV show. So so good. Like I said, the parts can be read separately, but they're stronger when read in order. <3
Use Me by @yutaholic | Taeyong | 19k | M | bbf
You've had a crush on Taeyong, your brother’s best friend, for as long as you can remember, a crush made worse by the fact he’s completely off-limits. When Taeyong suddenly confesses you haven’t been alone in your feelings, you start sneaking around to be together, risking it all not to get caught.
One of my favorite Taeyong fics of all time *chef's kiss*. I love that the story is so heavy on the mc's life and development without taking too much away from the romance.
no one wishes at the snow by @neoculturetravesty | Jaehyun | 18k | M | fake marriage, single parent
Marrying for love was for the fortunate few. Marrying for love happened in fairytales and movies and dramas. Not real life. In real life, everyone married for convenience.
<Husband Jaehyun3 <3 So unique and well-written! If you're looking for a really good fic to take you on an emotional ride, this is the one!
cat & mouse by @tyonfs | Jaemin | 17.7k | M | uni au, fwb, brother's best friend, athlete/sports
rule number one of bro code states that sisters are completely off-limits, and, y/n, we just pushed that limit.
This fic is perfection, honestly. Idk why I didn't add it to this list sooner, seeing as the series was one of the first things I rb'd on this blog.
this is (not) easy. by @mrkis | Mark | 13.2k | M | uni au, fwb, bffs2l
Getting into a friends with benefits situation with your all time best friend was so (not) easy...
This is why I love the fwb trope so much. Angsty but not too angsty, and the smut scene where he makes love to y/n before trying to end things/confess. UGH. Big D Mark 4ever <3
Freaks by @2jaeh | Jaehyun | 8k | M | uni au, social difference, cheating
The campus bad girl has her eyes set on the preppy good boy, and she always gets what she wants...
Freaks: The Prequel by @2jaeh | Ten, Taeyong | 11.8k | M | uni au, fwb, revenge, 3some, mxm
A story of why the entire campus were almost certain that you Taeyong and Ten were in a poly affair. 
I adore the dynamic between TaeTenY/n, and I enjoyed reading Jae's internal struggle not only with his feelings toward mc but also with himself!!! Tbh, I get second lead syndrome from TY even though he's not meant to be a second lead, so I find myself gravitating towards the prequel, haha. 3 biases, one au. Really does it for me.
Playing the Game by @sluttyten | Taeyong | 11.7k | M | uni au, fwb, f2l, just a tiny bit angsty
Taeyong’s been your best friend for a few years now, but sometimes it gets a little hard to just be his friend. you’re at university and there’s no better time to blur that line between friends and a little bit more, to make your lives just that much more messy. 
Friends helping friends ahahah... I love his character in this a little too much and reread this fic when I'm having Taeyong brainrot. Perpetually in my TY era.
Pretty Boy by @ncteez | Mark | 9.3k | M | social differences
[Upon] realizing your grades have dropped drastically due to [your] lifestyle, you have no choice but to approach Mark for help. 
Hot nerd trope gets me weak in the knees every time LOL especially when the smut is this good *chef's kiss*
Mine too by @waithyuck | Haechan, Jaehyun | 7.5k | M | poly, mxm, 3some
Despite being in a consensual poly relationship with you and Jaehyun, Haechan is reluctant to touch you. You start to think he doesn't care for you until something switches in him after one steamy night...
My ults in a poly fic l- this was meant for me to find. Read this one multiple times and I think about it a lot because it exposed me to poly mxm and literally changed me LOL. Also, I loveeee how there's this sense of tenderness and fondness underneath the pure lust and desire between hc and mc.
In Your Arms by @sluttyten | Jaehyun, Mark | 6.5k | M | uni au/frat, fwb, are we seeing a trend with me and fwb fics???, 3some, a lil mxm, Halloween
(Part of the author's kinktober) Mark finds out you've been secretly hooking up with his and your other best friend, Jaehyun; Mark has a secret(s) of his own.
“Are you two not fucking? I thought this was an all three of us kind of thing?” THAT LINE ALMOST TOOK ME OUT I SWEAR LMAO. I keep coming back to this one ngl. The dynamics are just so unique and well done and I'm a sucker for service top Markie hehe <3
Still wondering how long those two had been at it tho... 🤔
late night driving by @jjsneo | Chenle | 5.6k | M | roommates
Chenle swears he’s going going crazy with cabin fever inside your shared house — and there’s no way you’re saying no to a late night drive with the roommate you so desperately have a crush on. who cares if his original story was a lie and, secretly, he just wanted to be alone with you.
DAMN. Chenle smut is so scarce around here, but THIS alone makes up for that, lol. I love how sweet it started out. The smut part lowkey caught me by surprise. Once again DAMN. Please read this.
amortentia (the room smells like absolute shit) by @tonicandjins | Haechan | 2.8k | hogwarts au, e2l-ish, cute stuff ♪(´ε`*)
It’s no secret that the ongoing cat-and-mouse game between you and Slytherin House’s very own Lee Donghyuck remains unceasing from the day you and him were sorted five years ago to this day...
At the time of me reading this, I'm playing Hogwarts Legacy and am OBSESSED. On top of that, I'm a Ravenclaw, and this whole blog's aesthetic is inspired by HP (hence the dark academia). Anyway, this was really cute, and I love school crush tropes, especially when it's paired with enemies to lovers, I just- *sigh* Having knowledge of the series definitely makes this more enjoyable, as I was imagining everything happening and the surroundings.
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daydreamingrecs · 2 months
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⋆。゚☁︎。⋆ ゚☾ ゚
NCT 127 RECS
⋆。゚☁︎。⋆ ゚☾ ゚
Jaehyun
Doyoung
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luviestarz · 6 months
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lee haechan fic recs!
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❤︎ I LIKE YOU (I DO) (L.DH) - @domjaehyun (stoner!haechan just wants you to know how much he likes you.)
❤︎ paperclip - @smileysuh (yandere, ex bf! hyuck)
❤︎ My Boy. - @prodbymaui (A series of failed relationships and you were this near of giving up on love. But then here comes little Donghyuck and his persistence. Maybe-- he was the one fated to you, after all.)
❤︎ kiss it better - @yeow6n (haechan gets hurt but you know that with him it’s not going to be as simple as putting a band-aid on it)
❤︎ sugar, butter, & the royal crown - L.DH - @haechwrites (prince donghyuck only has one princess on his mind, but she's not actually a princess. she's just the royal baker's granddaughter.)
❤︎ bus stop - @ooshu (haechan rides the bus. you hop on the same ride. minutes later, you two were a couple. he never questioned why.)
❤︎ strawberries & cigarettes - @hyudior (the art school's play is in two days and you're running out of time to put everything together since your known enemy lee donghyuck decided that the rehearsal day was the perfect day to release a launch party for his new album.)
❤︎ >> take my breath - @hyuckwrlds
❤︎ moles ♡‧₊˚ lee haechan - @sleeping-sirens (you read something on the internet that made you feel jealous of a person you didn’t even know but haechan knows just how to reassure you.)
❤︎ haechan — gold-skinned, eager baby - @hyuckmov (he used to be able to hide it. he used to be fine with glancing at you, habitually flicking his eyes to your chest when you would walk into the room or snuggle up to him. but now he’s totally fucked, because he thinks he’s developed some sort of addiction.)
❤︎ eyes tell - @tonicandjins (donghyuck has been trying to confess his feelings to you. third time's the charm, he thinks.)
❤︎ going below zero | l.dh - @cherryeoniis (Considering how much Haechan makes it his personal mission to antagonize you at work, it seems like a rather cruel twist of fate that the both of you have been side by side since middle school, the only consolation being that his office is a different floor from yours. But if there’s a saying about how distance makes the heart grow fonder, your attitude with him might just be the opposite, and it’ll take a family ski holiday to find out.)
❤︎ take my breath. - @sixzeroes (lee donghyuck did not believe in ‘love at first sight.’ key word: did. he does now, but only because you happened to fall into his arms on the icy road in the narrow streets. you’re going to render him breathless from the countless times your smile takes his breath away.)
❤︎ ice cream thief [ l.dh ] - @tddyhyck (someone has been eating haechan's favorite ice cream so he decides to put a hidden camera in the kitchen and living room thinking it's a shared space it shouldn't invade anyone's privacy... right?)
❤︎ tease | lee haechan - @hyuckiefluff (Playing spin the bottle definitely wasn't what you had envisioned for your first college party. And the last person you expected to see was Lee Haechan. But life has a funny way of throwing surprises at you, and this time it came in the form of the bottle landing on some drunk dude who dared you to kiss Haechan.)
❤︎ 𝟏𝟎 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐈 𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔 ¹⁸⁺ - @goldyeokki (you and lee donghyuck both get along like oil and water. if it were up to you, you would be going about your days without even breathing in his direction. unfortunately you're in the same friend group and you have to tolerate each other. as handsome or attractive as people claim him to be, you hate his guts. there's so many reasons why you hate him, so why do you get butterflies in your stomach when he's near?)
❤︎ high (with my lover) [m] – l.dh - @yeonghosins (y/n smokes up with donghyuck for the first time)
❤︎ what the puck! - @choerrypuffs (you hit the university’s star hockey player with your car. shenanigans (and maybe even a little romance) ensue.)
❤︎ double take | l.dh - @cherryeoniis (friends to lovers, highschool au, slowburn, fluff, angst)
❤︎ Your Red Lipstick || L.DH - @ihaechans (Kisses, kisses, kisses. That’s all your boyfriend wants. When you refuse to give him the one thing he craves, he won’t leave you alone, begging and begging until you give in.)
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tqmies · 9 months
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Baseball (& Other Disasters)
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Description. Everyone admired Mark Lee, starting pitcher of your school’s baseball team and famed ladies man. You, on the other hand, only know him as the boy who broke your dorm lobbies microwave the first time you met.
Too bad that was all it took to grow an embarrassingly huge crush on him. 
So when he comes to you, in need of a new baseball manager, how could you say no to that face? (Spoiler: You couldn’t) 
Pairings. Mark Lee x Female Reader
Genre. Romance, F2L, Idiots to lovers, Mutual Pining
Warnings. Cursing, An awkward scene of you walking in on the deed being done, suggestive comments,  (I think that’s it?)
Word count. 10k ... 
Note: I had so much fun writing this, sorry if it seems like it moved too fast, I didn’t want it to be too long since it’s been sitting in my drafts forever! Anyways, enjoy and remember feedback is always appreciated <3
Mark Lee is out fifty dollars, a phone bill, and most recently, a baseball manager. And he’s about to pull his hair out, because seriously, who quits right before the season starts? Not to help that he could’ve never seen it coming. 
Kim Jungwoo, their former manager, had quite literally bailed on them. He was a player who injured his ankle, so he settled on the manager position, hoping one day to become a coach. His excuse was simple now though, he graduated university a few years ago, and was ready to move on. Mark just thinks the passion for the sport was gone, but you don’t just lose it overnight? How had no one seen it coming?
There was no point on dwelling on it, Mark shakes his head. Jungwoo was gone, and they needed a new manager stat. Unfortunately, Coach had kind of put that responsibility on Mark’s shoulders. But what did he know about this anyways? He had enough on his plate already to be scouring Indeed dot com for a baseball manager. Why couldn’t the assistant coach do it? Isn’t that was Doyoung was for, to do stuff like this? 
And the worst part? He has two weeks to find someone, which is pretty much impossible. Especially considering that they would still have to train the manager to adjust to their schedules and learn their positions. 
In short, Mark really hated Kim Jungwoo right now. 
You on the other hand, had not a worry in the world. Well, at this moment at least. Your only problem was the fact that you had to boil your ramen in the common kitchen, instead of being able to just pop it in the microwave. Yeah, you have Mark Lee to thank that for. 
You remember it like it was yesterday, (it was two months ago), when Mark Lee practically blew up your microwave. And even after an attempt to plead with the floor’s RA, they ultimately deemed it unsafe to have one on your floor. Which meant no more Hot Pockets, Cup ‘O Noodles, or soggy pizza. A tragedy for a college student.
Understandably, most people were annoyed with Mark’s accident, but it didn’t last very long anyways. It’s hard to hate the boy who led your school games to constant victories the year before. Overall, Mark was just a likable person.
Before that day, you didn’t even know Mark had played baseball. You didn’t care a lot for sports, opting to keep up only with your friend Chenle’s obsession, basketball. But even then, you didn’t know much about either sport. 
To you, Mark Lee was just the guy who awkwardly spoke while putting ranch on his salad. He was introducing himself, asking why you were up cooking at three am as well, before shifting back to his food. He then started telling you how he liked his salads with boiled eggs on top, a good source of protein according to his coach. By the time you realized the microwave was on, with the egg inside, it was already too late. 
It literally burst in the microwave, causing a rather unpleasant smell to spread throughout the common floor. Your face scrunched in disgust as you trashed the ravioli you were waiting to cook in there. “You put a boiled egg in the microwave?”
“To heat it up!” He had defended, staring at the messy appliance in horror. 
“For 50 seconds?!” 
He raised his hands, eyes wide. “I like them hot!” 
Foolishly, that also happened to be the exact day you fell for Mark Lee. Something about his slight awkwardness, and the fumble of his hands when he spoke. You would’ve never guessed what kind of reputation he had held. 
Your best friend, Yeri stops you there with the raise of her hand. She chews aggressively on her chicken while shaking her head and swallowing. “You’re such a loser.”
You laugh as you fake a pout, “Stop! Don’t tease me.”
“I can’t believe that’s what made you like him.” She furrows her brows. “There’s so many other reasons to like him, that’s all.”
You twirl your ramen on your plastic fork, sitting in the dining hall so you could eat with Yeri. (She had always offered to buy you a meal, but this food was a rip off! The pricing was crazy and you’d die before you let her buy two meals, call you a good friend.) 
“You know I have a thing for awkward boys.” You speaks truthfully, because the point was supported by your track record of crushes on other shy boys.
“Well,” Yeri begins, knowing she’s about to get shot down. “You should try talking to him, as more than a friend.” 
“Never!” You shriek, not believing she had even suggested that. “You know, I’m content with admiring from afar.”
“Which is why you’re still single!” She puts another forkful in her mouth before mumbling. “He’s nice, you should at least try.”
But you were a person of your word, you were not going to make the first move with Mark. That’s just the kind of person you were, you weren’t going to put yourself out there only to be rejected! 
Or worse, have your confession accepted. 
You see, due to never confessing, you had never had a boyfriend. That left you sorely inexperienced in the dating world. Meaning if you ever did ever ask someone on a date, you’d have no idea what to do on it. That would just likely lead you into a breakdown over the entire thing, which you would like to avoid. 
You didn’t mind being single too much either, you had two great best friends who you could count on. The other actually just arrived right now, taking his seat as he looks at the two of you. “What? Did I interrupt something?”
“Just them avoiding talking to their crush.”
“Again?” Chenle laughs as he shakes his head. “I didn’t even know you had a crush.” 
“I don’t.” You deny, glancing at Yeri. “I just think he’s cute.”
Yeri raises her fork in defense, stating matter-of-factly. “Everyone think’s Mark Lee is cute.” 
“He’s not even all that.” Chenle dismisses, pulling out his phone to play some mobile game. “You could do better.”
“Better? Than Mark Lee?” Yeri’s jaw drops, and your glad she sees your side. Well, half the female population of your university did anyways.
“Who could be better?” You scoff, counting off your fingers. “Mark is talented, funny, and super cute! He’s like the entire package!” 
“Yeah, you definitely have a crush on him.” Chenle says, turning his attention away from his (regrettably) best friends. 
“But seriously, who wouldn’t want Mark?” Yeri nods, “You have the right idea.”
“I know, when have I ever liked someone questionable?” You ask, noting their lack of faith in your taste.
“Well..” Yeri starts and you sigh, knowing where she’s going with it. “Na Jaemin.” 
“That was before I knew he was..” You trail, your nose scrunching, not wishing to reminisce on that phase of affection. 
Chenle stops you, narrowing his eyes. “Don’t you dare call him a slut!” 
“I wasn’t going to call him a-” 
“Liar!” The boy yells, not even letting you finish. “Don’t talk bad about my friend!” 
“I wasn’t going to! You’re the one who assumed I was going to call him a slut!” 
“Cause you were!” Yeri instigates, laughing at you two. 
“I wasn’t.” You maintain. Your crush on Jaemin was short lived anyways. You had seen him donning a basketball jersey, playing along side your friend on the first day of the semester. 
Yeri would say you had heart eyes bursting out the moment you spotted him, you’d disagree, but he had definitely caught your attention. Unfortunately, it was only a matter of time before you found out he definitely wasn’t the type to be tied down. Not that it bothered you or anything, like you stated previously, you weren’t going to make a move. 
Though, it was kind of hard to crush on a boy with a different girl around his arm everyday. Eh, not exactly your taste. 
“Anyways, Mark has a ton of girl’s chasing after him. Thought you didn’t like guys like that.” Chenle states, attention not moving from whatever shooting game he’s engaged in. 
“The difference is that Mark clearly hasn’t spoken to a single one of those fangirls in his life.” Yeri points out, never having seen it happen.
“You’re not that dumb are you?” Chenle finally puts his phone down. “Mark definitely messes around with all of them.” 
“What does it matter?” 
“Is this because your girl is one of his little fans?” You ridicule and Chenle shoots you a killer glare. The girl he liked, Nagyung, was one of the girls who’d attend baseball games just to see Mark. All of the girls in that section were recognized because they’d always start screaming from the stands when Mark would make a pitch. Squeals and cheers just for him to look their way.
You were one interaction away from joining them.
“What does he have that I don’t?!” Chenle throws his head back at the reminder.”Wish I had fans bringing me lunch every day too. I’d never have to eat with you fools again.”
You contemplate throwing your hot ramen on him as you narrow your eyes. “You’re no longer invited.”
“Hey!” Chenle whines.
Yeri pushes your shoulder lightly as she ignores your friends pleas. “I’m serious about talking to him! You’ll never know if you don’t try.” 
“Yeri, just because you’ve had like 200 hundred boyfriends doesn’t mean we all want to!” Chenle digs, making a face at her. 
“200?!” She yelps before her face goes straight. “I’d say 400 is more accurate.” 
“Yeri!” You widen your eyes as she giggles. It was no secret your best friends was far more experienced in the dating realm than you were. Even Chenle had a girlfriend here and there. 
Yeri even had a boyfriend now, an exchange student named Sicheng who she learned Mandarin for. They’d been steady together for about two years now, her ‘crazy highschool days’ were over and she was ready to settle down. All her words. 
“Well it doesn’t matter now, clearly Sicheng and I are gonna get married-”
“Yes and have a million babies and live in a big house,” You interrupt her, reciting the statement you’ve heard so many times. “We know.” 
“That could be you and Mark!” She nods, winking. 
“Please, babies? You won’t even talk to him, and he’s like the nicest guy in the world.” Chenle scoffs, sipping from his drink, and that hits you particularly hard.
“You know what?” You say boldly, quirking a brow. “I will talk to him! I’ll show you.” 
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You have not shown Chenle. 
It’s only been two days but you had yet to spot Mark anywhere, let alone strike up a conversation with the boy. It’s not like you two were close or anything, did he even know your name? Would he remember you? Were you just severely overthinking this? Definitely.
Even if Mark didn’t remember you, he’s not the type to act all weird about it. He’d likely try to greet you back and start a conversation, or at least that’s what you keep telling yourself. 
Because here he is, in the very area where you first met him (And that exploded egg.) In the common kitchen. And you’re about to fall over.
He’s wearing glasses while dressed in sweatpants, since it is midnight after all, and staring at something on his laptop. The bright blue light illuminating his features as he sits in the dimly lit area, eating something from a takeout container. Eyes heavy from clear exhaustion as he presses on the temple of his forehead. And yet you think you’ve never seen him look cuter. 
You walk in steadily, ready to boil some instant oatmeal. (It was all you had found in your dorm, you don’t even remember buying it.) Mark looks up, smiling as he makes eye contact with you. 
That damn famous smile. 
“Hey stranger.” He greets, looking you up and down discreetly. “Haven’t seen you here in a while.” 
You laugh, “Decided maybe it’d be best to stay away from here for a minute.” 
“I don’t blame you.” He nods, holding his hands up in defeat as his eyes flicker back to his laptop. 
“So, big project coming up or?” You say, turning to open your oatmeal, grimacing at the powder on your hands as you wipe it off. This is your attempt at starting a conversation that would hopefully go better than it did last time. 
“Not exactly.” He drags, scrolling on his mouse pad.
“Is that Zip Recruiter?” You giggle, looking over your shoulder as his laptop faces you. “Job hunting?” 
He shakes his head, before realizing you couldn’t see him. “No, actually. I’m job.. hiring.” 
You hum in acknowledgement, even though you didn’t know what he meant. 
“I have a week and a half to find the team a new manager.” Mark elaborates, sighing as he leans back into his chair. “Nothing but dead ends so far.” 
“Is it that hard to find candidates?” You ask, genuinely curious. Also, had Kim Jungwoo quit? You had seen him around campus a few times, mostly chatting up Yeri, but he seemed to be super loyal to his team. What had changed, and so suddenly? 
Mark continues looking. “Only two people have responded to my posting so far. One had a criminal background and the other wanted higher pay.” 
“That sucks.” You stir your food. “Have you thought about hiring a student?”
Mark turns to look back at you. “I don’t know. Coach didn’t want to do that again after Jungwoo, but maybe if they had all the qualifications then he wouldn’t mind.” 
“Cool,” You speak absentmindedly. “I’m sure you’ll find someone soon.” 
“What about you?” 
You glad you weren’t facing him or else you would’ve surely agreed to it in an instant. You regain your senses as you notice your spoon falling into the hot mixture, almost burning yourself as you retrieve it. “Oh- Uh, Mark I don’t think I’d be a good fit.”
And you assume that’s enough to drop the subject but he actually closes his laptop as he continues. “But Chenle mentioned something about you managing your team in high school.” 
First things first, you were going to kill Chenle! Leave it up to him to meddle in this, when did he even speak to Mark? And now he was going around lying to him?
Sure, you had vaguely helped your friend take baseball stats in highschool once; but it was nothing like this. How did Chenle even remember that?
You need to get it together and say no, there is no way in the world you could be a baseball manager. For several reasons, one being that you only know surface level things on the sport. Two, your schedule is hectic enough as it is without being apart of a team. And three? You’d have to deal with Mark Lee more often than you’d ever imagined. 
Well, the last one didn’t sound so bad. 
Mark takes in your silence. “Maybe just think over it, it pays well and we travel a lot. It could be fun.” 
You want to throw something, why was this even an option for him? “It’s just, my time as a manager was very brief. Don’t you want someone more confident in what they’re doing?”
Mark’s mouth draws into a thin line. “Well, we’re really pressed for time right now, and you have experience. We’re short on options, plus I kinda know you.” 
“So you’re trusting me with the fate of your entire team,” You start, closing your eyes. “Because you kinda know me.” 
He foolishly nods, before getting up. “It’s not a hard job I promise! I’m sure you’d have no trouble with it!”
You open your mouth.“Mark-”
“Consider it?” He speaks as he now stands next to you. Your eyes pretending to be engrossed with the stupid oatmeal in front of you. You’re trying your hardest not to give away how nervous you are, you’d never been this close to him before. Sure, you could only see him from the corner of your eye, but you know he’s watching your face as he awaits an answer. “Please?” 
He is so cute.
“I’ll do it.” You blurt, before you can stop the words from tumbling out.
His eyes light up, a smile growing. “What? Really?”
No! Not really, I’m just an idiot who’s weak to such a perfect boy in front of me. I’m taking it back before it’s too late! Sorry, maybe I can help you find someone else! That’s what you should be saying.
Yet nothing comes out, as you just nod. Idiot, you think. You know this is a terrible idea but you’re too far in now! (Not really, you’re just dramatic.) But you’d be damned if you were the one to wipe such a pretty smile off his face.
“Woah, okay. I’ll have coach do the paperwork and then I’ll email you the schedule.” He sighs in relief, before looking at you and placing his hand on your shoulder. “Thank you, I don’t know what I’d do without you.”
You really wish he had said that in a different context.
..
Knocking on the apartment door harshly, your anger fizzles down a bit when Park Jisung, Chenle’s roommate, opens the door. “Oh hey, what are-”
“Is Chenle home?” You ask, not seeing him in the kitchen as you look through the door. The poor boy looks confused, you usually love small talk with him.
“Well, yeah but he’s-”
“Thanks.” You mutter before you push past the boy, ignoring any words that followed. Jisung took note of the look on your face though, and decided he did not want to stand in your way, definitely not.
You don’t even bother to knock, swinging Chenle’s door open with full force. Though you quickly regret it, as you’re met with a half naked Chenle with a girl on top of him. Well, that’s definitely not Nagyung.
You shield you eyes before yelling. “Dammit Chenle! Where are your clothes?”
“Oh my god,” The girl squeaks before pulling away, picking up her shirt as she clutches it in front of her chest. “You said I was the only one!” 
“You are-” Chenle begins but is interrupted by a slap on his face. He sits there, stunned at the sudden action as she gets off of him. The girl runs out of the room, grabbing her phone off his desk and running past a startled Jisung, who gapes in the doorway. 
“Was that-”
“Shut up Jisung!” And you register the sound’s of Chenle running after her, too afraid of seeing his penis again that you don’t open your eyes until he’s gone.
The front door slams and you look at Jisung, who just shrugs and smiles awkwardly. “So that was- um...”
“What the fuck.” Chenle storms back in the living room, pants halfway on, before approaching you, pointing a finger in your chest. “You just cock blocked me!”
“You fucking idiot.” You spout back. “I’m only here because of what you told Mark!” 
“Are you kidding?!” He responds, scoffing as Jisung look’s around confused. Truthfully, Chenle had barely remembered what he had even said to Mark. “I was trying to help you!”
“I don’t need your help!”
Chenle rolls his eyes, you’re acting like he did the worst thing in the world. “Whatever! So sue me, I just wanted you to actually speak to him!”
“Oh I definitely will now because I’m the new fucking baseball manager.” You drop, the two males staring at you in awe. Jisung looks confused and Chenle genuinely looks like he’s seen a ghost. 
Chenle himself swears his jaw dropped and rolled on the floor beneath him. “What?!” He exclaims, running his hands through his hair.
Jisung raises a brow at that, ignoring as Chenle has a meltdown in the corner of their shared living room, before turning to look at you. He had never seen you at any of the games when he went to see his friends, so he didn’t think you wanted anything to do with that. “You like baseball?” 
“Hardly.” You groan, facing the youngest boy. “But Mark was being all nice, and he had that cute smile and-” 
“So you said yes?!” Chenle raises his voice, throwing his hands up. “I was just trying to get you to talk to him, not to invade his team!” 
“This is you’re fault! You know I can’t say no to him!” You whine, and Chenle literally is at a loss of what to say. Out of all the possible outcomes, he didn’t think you’d actually ever take up the spot. 
“Okay,” He tries to calm down, nervously pacing around as he tries to think rationally. “Well, what now?” 
You shrug, whining before throwing yourself on his couch. “I don’t know, I think I dug myself in this inescapable hole.” 
“Deep,” Jisung agrees and earns a slap on the arm from an annoyed Chenle. 
Even if he was upset about having blue balls, he did feel for his best friend. He knew you didn’t do super well in high pressure situations, and in front of a crush too? You were toast. 
“Shit! You know nothing about baseball! What were you thinking?” Chenle exclaims, as he throws himself on his couch. 
“You were the one who told him about me helping Gowon with paperwork back in high school! How do you even remember that?” You ask, sitting next to him on the dingy couch.
He gives you a dirty look, as if you should’ve known why. “Because I had a crush on her, duh! Could’ve remembered anything related to her.” 
“Well excuse me,” You press sarcastically. “You crush on anything with legs.” 
“And I still never had a crush on you, says a lot.” He responds, and you’re about to start throwing punches at the insult.
“I did.” Jisung speaks out of no where, you two looking at him wordlessly, and you forgot he was here. Wait, did he just admit to liking you before? He opens his mouth again, “If that helps?”
“No Jisung, why would that help?” Chenle exasperated as he furrows his brows, shakes his head. He couldn’t believe his closest friends were all idiots. 
“What I was saying,” Jisung elaborates. “Is that you’re a catch. I’m sure Mark will come to his senses sooner rather than later. Maybe joining his team is a good thing, forced proximity and whatever.” 
“You’ve been playing too many otome games.” Chenle scoffs and the younger male starts stuttering defenses. Maybe he did download too many dating simulators.
You just nod, albeit awkwardly. He did kind of have a point though. “Thanks, I guess.” 
Jisung just shrugs and scurries off to his room, you and Chenle watching as he does so. Chenle clears his throat before speaking. “That was weird as hell.” 
But you had other things to worry about, one being getting home to your safe warm bed. Especially after seeing your best friend naked, you felt the need to bleach your eyes, at least three times. Maybe four for good measure, hopefully it’ll erase your memory too. 
Unfortunately, this didn’t happen, as you had spotted into problem number one on your way out of Chenle’s apartment complex. 
He’s dressed in casual attire, adjusting his backpack it sits too loosely on his shoulders. You hope he doesn’t see you, as you’re still a little flustered from the previous events. 
But you wish isn’t granted as he yells your name across the parking lot. Waving to you animatedly as he stands with another boy beside him. You offer a small wave back, hoping you can run to your car after this, but all thoughts of a quick escape are down the drain the minute he jogs up to you.
You pretend to be enamored in your phone, calmly as Mark gets closer. “Hey! What are you doing around here?” He asks, looking happy to see you. 
“Oh I had to come see Chenle for something.” You nod, avoiding eye contact. 
He looks down for a minute before speaking again. “Nice! Oh, this is Haechan by the way. He’s our second baseman.” 
Mark nudges the aforementioned male, and you suddenly come to notice him. You had barely even taken note of the male, giving him a nod as he looks back at you with a smirk. “Nice to meet you, Mark says you’ll be at practice on Monday?”
You smile, “I will.” 
“Great, then we won’t bother you-” Mark begins but Haechan isn’t done talking. Somethings brewing in that boys head, and you’re a little nervous about it. 
“Actually, Mark and I were just heading up to my place to discuss the opposing teams stats for the first game. Mark likes to brainstorm possible plays, so if you’re not busy, you should join us.” He proposes, and you can see Mark’s eyes widening. 
You almost short circuit at the sudden invitation, and you assume its pretty obvious. If not by your facial expression then definitely by the way your hands got a little shaky. Also, of course it was your luck that Haechan had lived here! 
“You don’t have to!” Mark cuts in, waving his hands. He doesn’t want you to feel pressured into spending your Saturday afternoon with them. “You’re probably busy, it’s not a big deal.” 
You shake your head. “I wouldn’t want to intrude anyways.” 
“It’s not intruding.” Haechan speaks up, crossing his arms. “I invited you, plus we always had Jungwoo’s opinion on these things.” 
You look between the boys, Mark smiling and Haechan awaiting an answer. You assume you look like a lost puppy, pleading eyes looking for an escape. 
But this is Mark you’re talking about, and possible time with Mark is at stake here! Not forgetting the fact that you’re also his team manager. “Okay, sure.” 
Haechan adjusts his glasses, perched on his face, and turns as he leads the way. You’re too busy in your phone though, texting the group chat about the sudden update. 
You: You two will never guess who I’m with
Yerim <3: i have your location idiot, you’re with chenle
Lele: She left like five minutes ago.. 
Yerim <3: wtf
Yerim <3: then who
Lele: Bitch I know you see the texts
You: CHILL I’m listening to Haechan talk about his flat screen tv
Lele: LEE HAECHAN? THE GUY WHO LIVES DOWNSTAIRS? 
Lele: Who are you
Yerim <3: LMAO what
You: Mark is here...
Yerim <3: i expect a 3 page paper about this encounter on my desk tomorrow morning, mla format 12 point arial font 
You giggle at the last text and shove your phone in your pocket, attention on Haechan as he flips his laptop towards the you and Mark. You’re seated on the floor around a small table in his living room. Mark opting to sit next to you as Haechan sits across. The male has a playback of their game against this school last season playing on the tv behind him. 
You have to admit, the two seem as determined as ever. The game wasn’t for another two weeks and yet they were already getting familiar with the other teams players. This was nothing like the high school level you had dealt with, and you were admittedly a little lost. 
Mark often turns to you, handing you papers to which you just nod and skim over. You’re struggling to remember what they numbers mean but fake it till you make it, right? 
Eventually, Haechan abandons the footage, in favor of talking your head off. But you were honestly thankful for the change of pace, one more home run review and you would’ve exploded.
“Two weeks and then I’ll be on a beach after we take home the win.” He nods, and you can tell he’s already looking forward it. 
“That’s assuming we win.” Mark jabs him with his elbow, pulling him out of his day dream. 
“The beach?” You ask, wondering why he would be there.
“The Cyclones school is about a five minute drive from a beach. Every time we play them, we head there after. Just have to sneak past coach and we’re home free.” Haechan says, enthusiastically referring to their upcoming opponent.
“Would you want to come?” Mark speaks, a little anxious as he lands his gaze on you. 
“Oh, I don’t know. I wouldn’t want to get caught by coach at my first game with you guys.” You speak, smiling nervously. 
“What, like how we caught you?” Haechan raises his brows, but you don’t get what he’s referring to.  
“Caught?” You ask, looking to the other male for answers. 
“Haechan.” Mark warns, sending the male a glare. 
The male doesn’t heed his warning though. “We caught you slipping out of Chenle’s! So you’re the mystery hookup, huh?”
“Mystery hookup?!” You exclaim, before processing what he said. 
“Yeah! Chenle told us he was going to bang some, and I quote, ‘sweet ass’ today.” Haechan nods, winking at you. 
You just about throw up in your mouth. “Oh God, no! He wasn’t talking about me!” 
Mark looks towards you, head whipping around almost comically. “He wasn’t?”
“No,” You admit, recalling the embarrassing situation that occurred. “Actually I kind of walked in on him and the so-called sweet ass earlier.”  
That sends Haechan into a fit of laughter. “No way!”
You nod reluctantly. “I went over trying to talk to him about an issue we had, but I opened the door and - Actually, I’d rather not remember it.” 
“So that’s why you were running out all flustered.” Haechan laughs even harder. “I thought you were trying to avoid being seen.” 
“Oh come on,” You giggle back. “I’d never sleep with Chenle, we’re just friends.” 
“Just friends,” Haechan subtly (not really) nudges Mark. 
“We should really get back to the plays.” 
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Coach Minho was a lot nicer than he looked, or at least, that’s what you deduced. The players would say he ruled the batting cages with an iron fist, and you’d seen it in action a couple times, but he was always kind to you. 
Even when you asked questions about things that any old baseball manager should clearly know, he never berated you, only explaining the concept and sending you on your way. 
Assistant Coach Doyoung, on the other hand, was a little more wary of you. He didn’t speak to you beyond two or three words, and when he did? It was usually to doubt your abilities as a manager, but you just figured he was frustrated. 
He did have to deal more with the manager more one-on-one, so you figured he was just having trouble adjusting. He kept you in line though, correcting any mistakes and issues you had right away, even if he made an offhanded comment. You heard the boys say he was a tough love kind of person too, so maybe he was hard on you cause he wanted you to do well. 
Or at least you hoped so. 
The team was a whole different story. Really, you only knew Mark and Haechan, and that was barely. Either way, they couldn’t be on your side when you were handling other problems, so you were basically all alone. 
Xiaojun, one of the designated hitters, came up to you on your first day. 
And then decided you were his new best friend. 
It was nice too, to have someone else on the team that was on your side. Most of the boys hadn’t opened up yet, most doubted your inability to manage the team as well, for reasons you really don’t care to get into.
But thankfully, once Xiaojun had warmed up to you, some of the others followed suit. So now you could say you could count on a handful of them when Doyoung got a little too aggressive. 
Currently, he was showing you pictures of his dog Bella at six in the morning as you all waited to board the bus. You’re usually not a morning person, but with Xiaojun’s infectious smile, you couldn’t help but coo at Bella as well. 
Their first game is today at seven, and to say they were nervous was an understatement. Yangyang, your third basemen, was pretty much shaking as he boarded the bus ahead of you two. This was his first time starting so you’d give him credit for that. 
You were outside the bus as the others loaded up, rushing in to take naps you presume, but you were waiting on two missing pieces of your team.
Namely Mark and Haechan. 
Would it kill those two to be punctual? If you learned anything over the past few weeks it was yes, it would kill them. 
You sigh in relief as Mark and Haechan finally arrive, and the two profusely apologize to Doyoung, who just watches with a scowl as he sips his coffee. 
“Coach isn’t even here yet, just get on the bus.” The older male directs them and they nod as he walks into the bus himself. 
“You guys seriously got here ten minutes before we had to leave?” You ask, still groggy from such an early hour. 
“You think this just happens without beauty sleep?” Haechan lolls his head, and you almost laugh at his appearance. He clearly intends to sleep as hes dressed in pajamas and a neck pillow, with a eye mask in his hands.
“Oh lord, get in the bus Haechan.” You speak, and he obliges, too tired to fight back. 
But as he steps on, he looks back. “Come sit with me Xiaojun.” 
“No thanks.” He replies, narrowing his eyes. “I’m gonna sit with our dear manager.” 
You smile but Haechan shakes his head, getting off the bus momentarily to grab Xiaojun. “Keep your mouth shut.” 
You stare with wide eyes as you watch them, weird. You finally allow yourself to look at Mark, and he’s wearing black Nike sweatpants and a simple white t-shirt with the school’s name on it. Yet you think he looks great, and you almost voice it. 
“You look very.. awake.” You smile, surprised at your save. 
He chuckles. “I’m really excited. Well, nervous but also very excited.” 
“Can’t wait to see you in a real game, you’re gonna kill it.”
His eyes light up, “Thank you-” 
“Alright kids, lets go.” A voice speaks as he slaps his hand on Mark’s shoulder. You hadn't even seen Coach Minho arrive, but he just offers you a nod as he gets onto the vehicle itself. 
You just follow behind, and coach takes his seat in the very front, across from Doyoung. You’re not sure where you’re supposed to sit, so you tap Minho’s shoulder. “Do I sit in the front?”
“You could, Doyoung has an open seat next to him.” He replies, and you look over to a undesirable sight. Doyoung’s furrowed brows as he looks over a playbook, grinding his teeth as he scribbles something down. You can see it going two ways, either he makes you study plays the entire way, or he calls you incompetent again. 
Minho must notice hesitance on your face because he offers you another option. “Or you could always fit a seat among the players.” 
And you nod, looking behind you and struggling to see an unclaimed seat. Oh, well there’s one next to Mark. To Mark?! Could you last a two hour ride next to Mark without fainting or embarrassing yourself? Or worse, exposing your feelings.
“Haechan! Psst,” You speak, careful not to bother the others around him, and shaking his shoulders. He pulls his eye mask down to give you a bored look. 
“How can I help you?” 
“Let me sit there.”
“No way! I’m not getting up.” 
“Please,” You beg, coming up with an explanation. “I want to uh, look at more photos of Xiaojun’s dog!” 
“Just go sit next to Mark.” He says, pulling his mask down as he ignores both you and Xiaojun’s protests. 
Xiaojun just shrugs, “Sorry. I can send you more pictures though!”
You just nod and defeated, you begin your walk towards Mark. You see the light of his phone illuminating his face, and you place your bag on the side. 
“Oh hey, I’m surprised you didn’t sit with Doyoung.” He whispers, pulling up his arm rest so there’s no divide between you two. You almost heat up at the move, why would he do that?! 
“Hm well, I didn’t want to bother him, he seems busy.” 
“Wanna watch this movie with me?” He asks, handing you a headphone before you can even accept his offer. “I moved the arm rest cause it would’ve gotten in the way.” 
“What movie is it?” You inquire, but nonetheless take the headphone. 
“The Truman Show.” 
“Jim Carrey? I love that movie!” 
“No way,” Mark perks up. “Yo, I’ve been trying to get someone to watch it with me but everyone says it looks boring.” 
“Nothing is boring about accepting the reality of the world as it’s presented.” You quote, as Mark’s eyes widen. 
“It’s as simple as that.” He finishes, staring at you. “You can quote it too, that’s so sick.” 
“Thanks, I guess I’ve just seen it so many times.” 
“You’re seriously so cool,” Mark begins, leaning over. “You know that?”
“I’ve been told.” You giggle, and he laughs as well.
He gets quiet as he looks down. “You know, I never got to thank you for like, saving my ass.” 
“You don’t have to thank me, the money is thanks enough.” You state, lips stretched as he agrees. 
“I told you it payed well, even if you have to read until your head spins.” 
“You could say that again.”
“Will you two be quiet?!” A voice groans, and it’s Haechan from three seats away, being shushed by Lee Jeno.
“Will you mind your business? That’s what the headphones are for!” Mark retorts, and the boy sends him glare before digging through his bag for the mentioned headphones, but not before flipping you two off.
Mark turns back to you, “You know, I made an egg this morning.”
“Hopefully not in the microwave.” You comment, and his nose wrinkles at the memory. 
He shakes his head, “No, definitely not.” 
“Then it probably came out really well.” 
“You think so?”
“As long as you didn’t blow anything up..” You say, moving to face him. “Then I’d say it was a success.” 
Mark grins at that, then turns to press play on his phone. The only matter now was, why was his heart beating so hard? 
...
“Bottom of the ninth.” The announcers voice echoes, as his voice fills the baseball field. You’re just about biting your nails as he comes onto the intercom again. “Bases loaded, and the Neo’s are leading, but if the Cyclones hit one out of the park, they’ll take home the win.” 
The score board read ‘Cyclones 7 - Neo’s 8′ And it’s been an amazing game so far. You never thought you’d be this into baseball, but since you have a front row seat in the dugout? You finally understood the hype. 
But now there was a lot on the line, if this batter made a good hit, then your team would be toast. What a great first game. 
The batter is Jung Woo-Young, and you’ve seen his stats. He’s not one to be messed with, and they definitely saved such a killer batter for last. 
But you had your star pitcher on the field! One that could throw an amazingly accurate, yet fast, curve ball. You’d be fine!
And you’re telling this to Lee Jeno, while he nods along to your nervous rambling, but he’s clearly not really listening as you chew the skin on your nails. 
And Wooyoung hits. 
“No no no!” You exclaim, standing from the bench as you feel the boys beside you do the same. Everyone’s eyes darting to the ball in the air, looking far too out of reach. 
You can hear the collective sighs of the team around you, as well as Doyoung’s mutter of disappointment, already dismissing the game in his mind.
Across the field, Mark’s trying his hardest not to shit his pants. But his eyes trickle over to Haechan in the outfield, and as the boy runs, farther and farther. Everyone’s attention on him as they wait.
And Haechan catches the ball.
You swore the entire place erupted in cheers, watching as the boys around you rush out to the field. You smile at the sight until Yangyang grabs your wrist and yanks you along the way, Xiaojun pushing your back as your feet hit the grass.
Even Doyoung’s face is light up as he follows behind you all.
A few seconds later and the announcer proclaims your victory, then suddenly Haechan is tossed into the air, held up by some of the other boys.
“Haechan! Haechan! Haechan!” You join the chanting in unison, waving your hands in the air with the rest. It’s a euphoric moment, filled with only joy. You spot Mark as he cheers, looking genuinely excited from such a win, and you can’t help but smile dumbly.
When the team finally calms down, Coach Minho gives them a great speech. And yes, Doyoung chirps on about how one win doesn’t mean they can slack off now. But you swear you heard him mutter a “Good job.”
You’re ready to walk back towards the locker room, ready to shower after such a long day (Minus the fact that you hadn't even played.) and take a nap. Though when you turn, all you see are expectant faces.
“What?” You blink, wondering what the staring was for.
“C’mon, you have to give a speech!” Haechan shouts out, practically jumping up. Doyoung and Minho give you a nod, like you were expected to as well. What were you even supposed to say?
“Um, good job?” You smile, and their faces remain bored.
“A real speech!” Someone shouts from the team.
“You guys all did great.” You admit, letting your honest thoughts carry you. Every word being genuine. “Even though it was such a close game, but when we thought all hope was gone, you guys pulled through! I know I’ve only been your manager for a  short time, but I see the dedication and heart you all put into the games. Thank you for giving me such a strong team to be apart of! Let’s widen that gap, yeah?”
“Yeah!” They collectively shout back, slapping each others backs in congratulations. Yangyang and Xiaojun even hold each and pretend to cry at your words.
You just roll your eyes as they all walk past you, high fiving some of the other members as they stroll by. Mark stops in front of you though, “We’re meeting in Jeno and Haechan’s room in an hour, don’t let coach spot you. Or worse, Doyoung.” 
You stare back in confusion as he sighs in defeat, he just leans in as he whispers. “The beach, remember?” 
You let out an Oh and nod your head, shooting Mark a thumbs up as confirmation. How could you say no to him?!
“Oh, by the way, I’m sure you already know but you did great out there today.” You smile, heart beating fast in your chest. 
“Thank you, that means a lot coming from you.” He responds before being dragged away by his teammates. But not before flashing you that famous damn smile. 
...
“The beach?” Yeri screeches over the phone as you updated her on the latest plans. “With tons of hot - Probably shirtless - Baseball boys in the middle of the night?”
“Are you really thirsting over them right now? I’m calling Sincheng.” Chenle, who is also on the FaceTime call, scrunches his nose.
“You know I love my honey bear-” She defends but her pet names are cut off by your groans of annoyance. “Please shut up Yeri.” 
“Whatever, never mind the others, have you made a move on Mark yet?” 
You sigh. “Well we talk.. a little bit more?”
“Oh lord.” Chenle comments.
“That’s a step in the right direction!” Yeri confirms.
“It doesn’t even matter, I’m not even sure I want to make a move. I have no clue what I’m doing.” You rant, face palming.
Chenle snorts. “Oh we know.” 
“Maybe try and get some one-on-one time with him at the beach, that could help?” Yeri suggests, and you nod. 
Though it was shaping up to be harder of a task than you had initially thought. Yes, Haechan caught the winning ball, but Mark was always the MVP. You learned that at these gatherings, even impromptu ones, Mark was the star.
You were debating why you even came out, was it really necessary? Was it worth losing a few hours of sleep to see Mark? Why even ask that?! The answer was definitely yes.
Haechan currently held out a beer from a cooler towards you, attempting to shove it in your grip to which you shake your head. “I don’t drink.”
“What?!” Xiaojun exclaims from a few feet away, spilling some of them liquid he was dousing in his mouth from the keg someone had quickly picked up from the store.
“Also, I don’t want to deal with a massive hangover when we leave tomorrow at six again.” You shrug, to which Haechan narrows his eyes. “Okay, Doyoung.”
You just giggle and gaze into the dark water. Noting how some players are splashing each other, as others violently throw their friends into the water. 
They were all dressed in swimming attire, you sticking out as you wear simple shorts and a t-shirt. In your defense, you had no intentions on coming to the beach before, you had barely even packed a clean shirt in your overnight bag. So you stay away from the water, instead standing by a makeshift bonfire as you laugh to yourself, it wasn’t even cold enough for a fire.
Mark was in the water as well, surrounded by others as they drop him playfully into a face full of the sea water. He laughs and returns the favor, and you have to stop yourself before he catches you staring. God, you were so down bad.
“So Mark, huh?” A voice springs you from your attention on the male. You had barely noticed anyone had even approached you. 
“Uh, I’m sorry?” You ask, confused.
It’s Jeong Jaehyun, smirking as he realizes he’s caught you. “It’s just that..” You stand, still very puzzled as he continues.
He takes a deep breath. “You have about ten other boys with their abs on display to ogle on the beach, and yet you’re drooling over Mark Lee in a dri-fit Nike shirt.” 
You turn away as you avoid eye contact, defending. “I’m not drooling.”
“Yeah, and I don’t have eyes.” He remarks sarcastically as he rolls his eyes. “But, if you’re not into Mark.. does that mean I could have a chance?”
And you’re sweating on the inside because, yes you have a raging crush on Mark Lee who is swimming only a few feet away, but Jeong Jaehyun is currently leaning in as he’s dripping wet from the water. And even worse?
He’s shirtless.
You’re only human, you think as you attempt to curb the heat rising up in your body from the close proximity. You’re actually about to reject him when, “Hey, back up! You know that’s Mark’s girl.” 
The nickname getting lost on you as you look for the source of the voice, but wait, did you just get referred to as Mark’s?
And Yangyang is clumsily stumbling towards you two, making steps in the stand as he positions himself between you guys. Jaehyun leans back, “She said no, she’s free game!” 
Yangyang shoots him as scowl as he points his finger at the latter’s face. “We all know it, don’t act stupid Jaehyun.” 
“What’s going on?” Lee Jeno approaches, wanting to simmer down the weird tension happening.
“Nothing-” You start.
Though you’re interrupted by a seemingly already-drunk Yangyang. “Jaehyun’s trying to hit on Mark’s girl.”
There it was again, the declaration that made you heat up ten times more than what you felt when Jaehyun leaned it. Just the simple words feeding your silly delusions of belonging to Mark Lee.
“Oh, so Jaehyun has a death wish.” Jeno declares, shrugging as he walks back the other way.
“What are you guys talking about?!” You let out, looking towards Yangyang as he seems sure to spill his guts sometime soon. You just hope its information and not his lunch.
You, however, make the mistake of glancing back at the sea. You spot Mark staring back at you, eyes wide as he looks away fast. He undoubtedly heard what was said and definitely thought you were a freak now. 
“I don’t know.” Yangyang slurs. “Mark has some weird alpha claim on you, starts growling when someone gets too close.”
Jaehyun laughs. “Mark doesn’t do that.”
“You’re right, he’s too nice to do that, but I can see it in his eyes! He does that in his brain!” Yangyang speaks, nodding as he tries to convince you. “Everyone knows why he asked you to be manager in the first place!” 
“Well it doesn’t matter, she should still be able to talk to whoever she wants. Right?” Jaehyun asks as his eyes meet yours.
“Actually.. I sorta have a crush on Mark.”
“You what?!” Xiaojun stalks over, Haechan right behind him. Had they both heard that?
“I fucking knew it!” Haechan squeaks, fist pumping into the air.
Xiaojun stands there with his jaw dropped, unnerved. “My money was on Jeno..”
“Is that why you joined the team?”
“No-” You deny but you can tell they’re not going to believe you.
“Liar!” Haechan gasps, “It’s okay to admit it!” 
“No seriously! I felt kinda bad that you guys were like abandoned and I wanted to help!” You explain, trying your very best to lie. It was somewhat the truth, just that Mark had helped sway your decision tremendously. 
“Sure, not buying it.” Xiaojun shrugs, waddling his drunken body back to the log he was sitting on. 
You really hope they’re all too drunk to remember this later, judging by the way they all gather you into a group hug and ruffle your hair while stupidly laughing. 
So much for one on one time with Mark. 
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They were not too drunk, you learned after yet another teasing jab was pointed your way by the team. They’d do things like whistle when you and Mark were in close proximity, or very obviously nudge you when Mark was about to pitch. You weren’t sure how the news had spread like wild fire among the team, but it was annoying and you were sure you were going to pass out if they shoved you and Mark together one more time. 
Mark, on the other hand, doesn’t notice at all. In fact, he thinks everything’s proceeding as normal, well except for what Haechan had just said to Yangyang when they thought Mark hadn’t walked in yet. 
It had to be a joke right? They weren’t serious were they? 
Well, now Mark had to find out. He couldn’t just brush that off, and knowing Haechan, he’d be happy to fill Mark in (Not really, he just can’t keep a secret, that’s why the two are best friends).
He catches the male after practice, both of them bidding you goodbye after a particularly rigorous training day. Haechan says something to him as they both enter the parking lot but it’s lost on Mark as he turns to his friend. “Why did you say she liked me?”
Haechan looks perfectly caught off guard, rushing to save face. “Who?”
“Our manager, Haechan. I heard what you said to Yangyang earlier, what’s with that?” Mark scowls, upset Haechan was spreading rumors. 
“Shit! You weren’t supposed to find out!” Haechan exclaims, running his hands through his hair. “You can’t say anything!” 
Mark’s stunned at this, did Haechan really expect him to side with him? “I’m not going to help you be an asshole to her.” 
“What are you talking about?”
“You’re trying to start some rumor about her liking me-”
“Huh? Mark she told us she liked you.”
Mark deadpans, out of all the excuses he’d expected from Haechan, he hadn’t expected that. “What?”
“You thought I was lying?”
Mark looks down at his hands, he was serious?. “A little.”
“You think that low of me?!” Haechan pretends to be offended, but Mark knows better than to let him change the subject. 
“Wait let me get this straight, you know for sure she likes me?”
“Yes.”
Mark shoots him a glare. “And you didn’t tell me?”
“No.”
“Why not?” Mark throws his hands up, and he can’t understand why Haechan would keep this from him. Some friend he was! 
“It’s not my place!” Haechan complains as he rolls his eyes. “And we swore we wouldn’t say anything!”
“But you know I have the biggest crush on her!” Mark facepalms, groaning before realization dawns on him. “Hold on, did you say we? Other people know she likes me?”
“She was loud about it.” Haechan shrugs. 
Mark smiles to himself a bit. He had to say, the thought of you proudly admitting your crush on him to the others made his heart stupidly swell up a bit. “Why did she trust you guys anyways?”
“She didn’t really, I think she was rejecting Jaehyun and it slipped out.” 
And Mark can’t believe that at all. 
Well firstly, he couldn’t believe you had liked him at all. You liked loser sport fanatic Mark Lee? Yeah right. 
Secondly, you passed up on a chance with Jeong Jaehyun for him? Mark had eyes, and he saw how other girls on campus went insane for the male. But you sidelined him for Mark?
He was losing his mind.
“Mark? Hello  - Earth to Mark?” His best friend pulls him out of thinking.
“What Haechan?” 
“Well now that you know, are you finally going to ask her out?” Haechan crosses his arms, not knowing what to think. He knew Mark was confident in himself for the most part, on and off the field. But for some reason, when it came to you? The poor boy was an entirely different version of himself. 
In other words, Mark was putty in your hands.
“I don’t know man, you know how she is about relationships.” Mark replies, having heard your boyfriend qualms on the late night bus ride back, something about being scared of confessions in general.
“I know,” Haechan responds, teasing his friend. “But she’s crazy about you, and you’re batshit insane about her. I’d say it’s worth a shot.” 
The ball is in his court now, and he’s never been one too well with aim. 
..
“-And then I confessed my feelings about him to the entire team while he was in the ocean.” You finish recounting your nightmare come to life from the other night to your friends. 
Chenle’s eyes grow comically wide as Yeri gapes her mouth open at you, both at a loss for words. Your girl friend just slowly shakes her head, staring in disbelief.
Chenle can feel his left eye twitching. “So.. you can tell everyone else about your feelings.. but not him?!”
You want to bang your head against the table. “...Yes?”
“You rejected Jaehyun?!” Yeri spouts, and Chenle hits her in her arm. “Ouch! Nothing wrong with that, you’re just more whipped for Mark than I thought.” 
“I just really don’t want him to find out.” You put your head in your hands.
“Well he’s coming this way.” Yeri says, and you realize she’s looking directly behind you. It’s a public courtyard, of course Mark could just be passing through right? 
Well maybe not, especially with how he’s directly coming towards you. Oh no.
Relax, it was probably just to speak about something baseball related.
“Hi Chenle, Yeri.” He greets the two as he approaches, while you look at him expectantly. He finally meets your eyes. “Hey.”
“Hey?”
He nervously rocks on the balls of his feet. “Can we talk?”
Talk? Talk about what? Baseball? ..Hopefully.
“Sure.” You squeak, ignoring pointed looks from your best friends as you try your best to not seem like you were shitting your pants. 
“Yeah! Um- Chenle, we have to go feed Daegal right?” Yeri says loudly, shooting you a little wink as she awkwardly drags Chenle away. 
“But I wanted to see-” Chenle protests, Yeri returning a punch into the boys arm, much like he did earlier. And you almost laugh at the sight, of course the boy who started all of this wanted to witness your demise. 
Mark takes a seat on the bench beside you, “I don’t want to throw him under the bus but Haechan told me something yesterday.”
Your heart drops to your stomach, of course Haechan said something! “Oh really?”
“I actually wasn’t supposed to hear but then I confronted him about it. He’s horrible at keeping secrets.” Mark laughs, but he won’t meet your eyes. 
Oh no, here it comes. Your very first rejection. 
You stay silent as Mark goes on. “I’m really flattered and-”
“Oh my God, could you do this anymore staged?” Your eyes widen as Mark looks confused. “What?”
“How many times did you rehearse rejecting me in front of the mirror? Goodness, did Haechan help you practice what you were going to say?” You tease, wanting to keep everything light but Mark wasn’t giving. 
“What do you mean?”
“That’s a text book rejection Mark, saying you’re flattered but you don’t see me that way.” You respond, trying your best to hide your aching heart under a joke. 
“Is that really a thing people say?” And Mark know’s he fucked up.
“Well-”
“I like you too.” Mark lets out, not wanting anything to be caught in confusion. He had heard of way too many instances where confessions went wrong, he had to make it crystal clear. “I’ve liked you since that first day we met.”
“S-since the first day we met?” You repeat, face growing hot. 
“Well, probably since before that. I always thought you were pretty when I would see you in the commons, and then that night when we first met, I learned you were even prettier up close. Actually, it’s your fault we don’t have a microwave.” He chuckles as you sit bewildered. 
“My fault?”
“You were so pretty that I got distracted and forgot about the stupid egg. But you know, I wasn’t too upset about the situation since it got you to talk to me.” Mark admits, looking to face you. 
He continues. “I was actually scared I’d never get to talk to you again, so when I saw you with Chenle, I started asking him about you a lot. Then he dropped the ball about you having taken stats for a team before, and I knew I had to ask you.” 
“And you asked me to be your manager because you had a crush on me?” You smile, scooting closer to him. 
“And you said yes because you had a crush on me?” He teases, cocking his head to the side. 
“Touche.” You cross your arms. “So are you going to ask me on a date or not?”
“Oh shit- Of course.” He clears his throat as he beats himself up mentally for not already asking. “So-”
“Yes Mark, I’d love to finally get to go on a date with the boy I’ve been embarrassingly crushing on for way too long.” You smirk. “As long as you swear to protect me from your fangirls.” 
“You have my word.” 
“Does this mean I can’t be your manager anymore?”
“Just don’t pull a Jungwoo on us, not sure anything else matters.” 
“Not like you can be picky right now anyways!” 
“What-”
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“My jersey!” Mark speaks, holding up the garment to your face as you stand there awkwardly. 
“Babe,” You begin but your sweet boyfriend is too excited to hear anything about it, not even paying attention to the looks the rest of the team are giving him.
“You can wear it to every game now and cheer me on! And we’ll be like the campus sports couple and everyone-” He says enthusiastically before you cut him off. 
“Mark, I can’t wear that.” You say, watching his smile fall. 
“Why?” He frowns.
“I have a uniform.” 
“Right.” Mark nods as he slowly lowers his jersey. He had been so excited about having you don his number that he didn’t even think about how you literally wear a manager required uniform to all of the games. “But then how will number fifteen on the other team know you’re mine?” 
“Number fifteen?” You ask, quizzically. 
“Yeah! The one who always stares at you!”
“Does he? I didn’t even notice.” You state truthfully, but it was a little silly to see Mark get all jealous. Could you blame him? He had ran around in heart shaped circles around you for too long to let number fifteen think he had a chance.
Mark groans. “Are you serious?”
“Sorry, but I only watch you on the field.” You smile and Mark is about to lean in for a kiss. 
Too bad Haechan interrupts, ruining the moment. “Bullshit! You take stats, you watch all of us on the field.” 
Mark pulls back, and gives you a look telling you to deny it. 
“He’s right.” 
“Baby-” He whines.
“It’s my job Mark!” 
In embarrassment, he buries his face into your shoulder and you giggle a little. You weren’t sure of what you had been so afraid of before. Mark made you feel safe, made you feel loved. Even so that your fear of navigating a relationship was taking over by your adoration for him. Loving was a little easier with someone like Mark around. 
“What did I say?! Strictly no P.D.A. on the field!” Doyoung’s voice echoes throughout the field. 
“God, we need to get him a girlfriend.” Mark mutters as you watch Coach Minho tell Doyoung to loosen up. 
“We have playoffs to win!” Doyoung states to the older male. 
“Happy players mean good results on the field!” Coach responds, as Doyoung gives him a look like he grew three heads. “That’s not statistically proven!” 
“Come on Markie, we have playoffs to win.”
“Yeah, and we have number fifteen to jump.” 
“I promise I have no idea who that is.” 
“If you did then I’d be way more upset.” 
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— Prologue: “Is the reason you came to my concert looking this pretty to make me fuck you in front of my fans?”
— Summary: Where the infamous rockstar!haechan takes you behind the back stage right before his concert.
— Genre: Musician and Fan with benefits trope. Red flag rockstar!haechan. Forced proximity(?) Ass spanking. Bare backshots. Exhibitionism. There’s just something about red flag Haechan. Fingering (female receiving) Multiple orgasms and overstimulation. Clit play. Degradation.
— Notes: I’ve been seeing a lot of rockstar fics on this platform so I decided to join in on the trope.
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You knew you were playing with a darker force when the man grabbed you by your wrist dragging you to the back stage. You knew he was trouble and that he was going to turn your world upside down from the moment your eyes met. Even if it felt like a dangerous game, you didn’t want to move away from it. You didn’t want to leave him and if anything you gravitate towards him more than before.
He was known as something more. Haechan is a rockstar with a reputation that could make anyone’s skin crawl. Women are on his list to do. Music was the first priority.
The lifestyle he has makes it even harder to date so Haechan often relies on one night stands or something less restricting to live with. You happened to be one of the people he keeps coming back to for more. You’re beautiful without a doubt; but you’re also very enticing and alluring. You know how to get Haechan riled up in the most ‘innocent’ ways.
Innocently attending his concert with the most short dress? Haechan likes to think you’re getting more and more bold with him. He can’t just stand still and ignore what you’re wearing on your body.
It’s why you are pressed against the nearest wall with a hand keeping your shoulder steady in the position. The bottom hem of your dress pulled upwards letting everything become exposed to Haechan’s view. Your soaking panties were a proven point that you did this on purpose to get him completely crazy. It was a turning point for you to see Haechan coming back to his animalistic ways just because you wore a very short beautiful dress that flatters your body so much. It’s driving him crazy when each stroke with his hand creates a squelching wet sound, but the burning sensation keeping his fingers buried in between your two warm walls could make anyone come undone in their boxers instantly.
He sized up against you making sure you’re not going to try and run away from your own highs. You signed up for this and deep down you wanted this, but you are starting to wonder that you tried to bite more than you could chew.
The strokes were anything but gentle, his fingers brushed up and down your wet slit. You aren’t sure how many times you came but you came one too many in your head.
“Fuck. Look at yourself right now.” He cruelly smirks forcing you to look at him with clear vision.
You glanced up at the rockstar who makes your mind go blank, you saw how truly fucked you looked already and he barely got to the real deal.
Cheeks are cherry red, your eyes are widen looking at your own lewd expressions previously. You look so pretty despite your shocked eyes.
He leans closer taking small steps with his hands brushing up to your waist. Haechan was so excited to get you even more of a mess before the concert begins.
In reality he doesn’t have much time left. Therefore he doesn’t waste time with you. The problem between his legs can’t wait anymore, even slightest movements your body does when it flinches by the slightest kisses planting on your side of the neck made him smile.
You’re sensitive beyond belief. Every part of your body was dripping wet.
Watching the dress on you he can’t get over how short it was. He swore the first time he saw you wearing it earlier he saw your cheeks hanging out and that was enough to make Haechan have hands on you.
“Cum on my fingers right now.” He vows into your ears while you’re sucking in your stomach with each loud pant.
You’re unable to breathe right away, the harsh slapping of his palm hitting your stretched out with his two middle fingers deeply buried in your walls is making you tremble. You couldn’t speak out, you couldn’t even moan, you felt your breathing becoming heavy and rough.
It was multiple signs showing you’re reaching your very end limit. The overstimulation was finally getting to you and it was a heavenly sight for Haechan.
“Fuck, oh god, Haechan slow down—”
“Come on you can take it, don’t tell me to slow down now.” He grins. You never once complained before so why complain now?
The rockstar with the most devilish expression watching you coming undone on his hand with your remaining cum spilling out on his fingers pulling out of your abused cunt. He brings it forward licking the slit clean while letting out low moans at the taste of you on his tongue.
The sight of your panting chest grows on Haechan, he can never get enough of you becoming a whole mess for him and only him. The thing is he loves it when you get like this. Haechan loves seeing you underneath him where he can see you looking so vulnerable.
Bringing you closer he rolls more of the dress up and suddenly brings his hands down your lower back, you didn’t have time to recover from such a high orgasm because he kissed you intensely.
Taking your breath away once again. He slims down his tongue so he could suck on your bottom lip and then bites down gently pulling it.
You whine closing your eyes tightly and then his hands go more low down to grope your ass tightly. He gives your right ass cheek a little spank.
“Turn around for me darling and lean against that wall with your arms stretched out.”
Shit, you thought.
“Now? Right now?”
Haechan wants to take you right now? He has less than fifteen minutes even and you’re beginning to wonder if it was worth it to tease him with this new dress.
You definitely tried to bite more than you could chew with him right now.
You felt him leaning in to your face with a look in his eyes that told you to do it otherwise he will put you into that position that’s going to be consequences for you. You were spun around immediately with your elbows stretching out to that nearby wall in front of you. You’re unable to focus on anything else but the panties you had on where now stripped down to your ankles. Haechan spanked your ass one more time before groping it.
He began to wonder,,
“Is the reason you came to my concert looking this pretty to make me fuck you in front of my fans?”
The question caught you off guard. Sound of your heart pumping so much just by looking for an answer in your head, you tried to deny it. But that would be a lie if you didn’t like the idea of being known as Haechan’s lover or hookup. You would love it if his fans knew who you were.
The things you guys get up to behind the scenes.
Maybe you’re growing greedy but you don’t like the idea of the playboy rockstar being with someone else. Haechan hardly goes back to someone for more rounds but with you he found himself growing attached and fond.
You’re fun to be around with, and you let him use you without a complaint.
You bite your lip. “Yeah. That’s right.”
Hearing you confirming his exact thoughts he smirks dropping the white ripped jeans off with the belt unbuckled. The solid hard shape pressed up on your beautiful shaped ass makes his eyes widen. Purposely he pressed the tip leaking with precum up and down motion on your back down to the weak entrance itching to take all of him.
“You’re such a whore, but you already know that.” Haechan coos down leaning his stomach now by your back while he placed the flat palm on your stomach under.
Your bodies are pressed together, with a long liner of his erected cock creeping in your folds now. Burning sensation growing minute by minute in your stomach you found your knuckles curling up in response as Haechan thrusts forward.
You let him use you in so many ways it makes Haechan addicted to you.
And you’re getting addicted to his devilish ways.
Pursing warmth of your arousal leaking out with each time the cock’s tip nuzzles at your upcoming pink womb makes this so much more inflicting to your thoughts that became cloudy. Your mouth drops by the increase of Haechan’s hips pivoting towards your body non-stop. It’s like he won’t be stopping until he has your knees going weak on the ground. He won’t stop until you’re dizzy or passed out — at least that is what it feels like right now.
He doesn’t care about anything else right now but doing exactly this.
When the movements became hardy he caressed down your back with his hands touching your breasts exposed out that jiggle between your rocking body with the cock deeply buried in your wet cunt. You probe your incoherent noises out more when Haechan teased the nipples forth his fingertips. Brushing his lips over your neck behind he sucks on your beautiful clean smelling skin. The perfume you used was visible on the tongue once he tasted you. He drags down the waist even more having your walls clench to take shape of his deeply latching cock head hitting at the far back of your womb wanting to reach your deeper depths.
Sucking on your skin leaves you with all sorts of marks that he found so wrongly beautiful on you it felt forbidden at the same time it feels morally correct. Haechan knew this could get a scandal going on but did he care at that moment? No.
Between your legs widening even more the jelly feeling on your knees began to grow visible and your thighs shake as you feel your stomach start to violently twitch while the growing muscles on your body contract. The hands on the wall supporting you start to break and crumble as did your own expression. You couldn’t hold back your tears as this pose you’re in made you so much sensitive.
Haechan didn’t want to stop just yet. Bringing down that hand on your stomach he sweeps it even further away to rub your clit in circle movements.
Your eyes widen as Haechan teased the red swollen clit causing more of your walls to clench to his shape causing him to deeply grunt with each fast thrusting, you feel beyond amazing it made each air coming out like pants.
“Shitshit keep clenching like that baby, you might make me cum inside you.” He warned you with his droopy glares due to how much pleasure he is consuming from you.
The hand rubs in fast motions on your pussy now slapping it a few times when you’re starting to whine out. Becoming full and stuffed of his cock was one thing but becoming overstimulated with both different ways at once?
It was something you weren’t ready for.
“Fuck, please have mercy on me I won’t last long if you keep doing this to me—”
“Good.” He cuts you off with a deep breathy chuckle. “Cum on my cock. Make me feel you.” He trails down gripping your hip with the free hand rocking you down making sure your ass was right pressed on the abdomen while his cock searched ways going even more deep in you.
Hitting a different spot you grew so worn out you’re seeing blackouts randomly and his hand abusing your clit didn’t make it any better.
You knew that you were getting close to orgasm when your vision was lacking.
“H-Haechan I’m…”
Holding back your cries as tears pour down your cheeks so did your juices down your thighs and Haechan’s throbbing manhood in your womb releasing his seed into your body. It is a warm filling of becoming stuffed like a toy. You feel your voice crack and then becoming silent.
There was lingering silence before Haechan remained quiet when he was gaining back the strength as him filling you up was so overwhelming it made all senses go blank.
“Atta’ good girl.” He smirks while leaving you turn around with your wobbly legs.
Then next few minutes you finally pull your panties back on and the dress while you’re looking like a complete wrecking mess. Nonetheless you notice Haechan pulling up his white jeans and buckling the belt back on.
You’re wiping your tears that fell down your cheek as you’re in disbelief that you actually cried. However what caught you by surprise the most was something else.
His signature smile he has on while watching you wipe your face haunts you.
The man standing before you was everything you could ever think about and breath in. He was something you grew to obsess with. And now you’re in a deeper hole than before.
Haechan smirks coming forward towards you and lifting your head by the chin with his finger. “Next time I’ll have you cry even more. This was just an appetiser darling.”
You’re unsure what you got yourself into but those Devilish eyes are telling you it will be the end of you.
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ohmygs-blog · 2 months
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jealous dreamies.
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omlhyck · 2 months
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loving you is easy
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pairing. idol!jaehyun x model!reader
genre. fluff
w.c. 1k+
summary. Your agencies have confirmed your relationship to the public since you were seen outside together. You want to clear the air, what’s better than proudly doing skincare with your boyfriend?
"Hi everyone!" You begin, giving a shy wave to the camera.
"These past few days have been chaos lately since news got out," you smile as you say this; cheeks flushed a soft pink, later you would find out your fans have been going insane over this clip, "and I just wanted to unwind it all with you guys."
"So, I decided to film a 'get unready with me' with my special someone. Hence why we are in my bathroom," your hands gesture the place, "Jae's going to be joining us in a second, he's still changing into his pajamas."
You heave out a big sigh after that, arms crossed over your chest, eyes shutting closed for a moment, “I’m actually so happy right now but I'm so tired, you have no idea." Before you know it, a pair of arms enclosed you in its embrace. Jaehyun pulls your body to rest on his, you can feel his toned chest, his muscled arms around you so familiar you cannot help but want to bury in the warm comfort he brings with him. The height difference obvious as he towers a head above you.
Jaehyun rests his cheek on your head, "Happiness is a choice, baby, you don't always have to choose it." This you agree with, nodding your head softly. You manoeuvre your neck to place a kiss on his cheek, standing on tiptoes to place one where his dimple sits.
"Anyway! Jae, say hi first," you urge him. He moves to stand next to you instead, one hand still heavy on your waist.
"Hi. Hello everyone. Long time no see guys," he says this with pauses in between.
"So cute," you pinched his cheek. You clapped your hands, "Let's start then."
"First things first is," you say, "cleansing," Jaehyun finishes.
You let out a soft laugh, "Nice try baby, but the first thing is to get your hair out of the way," he drops his head down, ears red as he lets out a small huff smiling sheepishly. You hand him his hairband that pushes his hair back, he thanks you softly while you grab a scrunchie for yourself.
"Hair? Out of the way. Now we can double cleanse," you say smiling at Jaehyun.
Jaehyun opens the tap as you say, "Before anything else, you need to wash your hands too guys." The tap opens and closes, the next thing you're doing is drying your hands.
You hold up a cleansing balm showing the product to the camera. Scooping a little bit out with the little spoon given then transferring it to your finger, "Come closer bae," you call out to Jaehyun. When he's close enough, you slide the product onto one of his cheeks. Repeating the process for yourself.
Jaehyun’s already rubbing the product onto his face by the time you've placed the product onto your face.
"You know guys, the first time I've seen him do skincare was... it was something," you say to the camera, slowly spreading the product around your face, making sure to get all the creases.
"You make it sound like it was a disaster," Jaehyun grumbles. You giggle, "It might as well have been, you did it like any other man would, Jaehyunnie." He only shakes his head in turn, smiling because he’s embarrassed.
"Listen guys, you should always be gentle with your skin, to yourself in general, I mean if you're not gentle to yourself then who will? You get what I mean?" you tell the camera. "I was a victim of that too but then I thought ‘why am I being so harsh to myself?' ever since then I am a changed person."
"So, if you're surprised by how Jae's washing his face right now compared to back then, you can thank me," your smile was beaming, pointing to yourself. Jaehyun lets out a small laugh finding you adorable.
“This is also vital! Please emulsify the oil with water, cause this is the right way, and if you weren’t already doing this…i don’t know what to tell you…” you say with a grimace. After emulsifying, Jaehyun rinses his face first before you follow after.
You hold up a foam cleanser next, showing the product to the camera before doing the same as the last step. Without saying much, both of you rub the product onto your faces. The final video would be fast forwarded since it mostly consists of comfortable silence.
When you finish, he already has a paper towel in his hands, ready to wipe your face for you. Like he's always done when you do skincare together. Before getting for himself as well.
"This next part is my favorite part," you say happily, showing the camera a toner and serum.
"Jae likes it too," you cast a glance to him. "I only like it when I do it with you though," he responds, at this you feel your face get hot. "Oh, shush you."
As you go on a rant about the toner you're applying to your face, Jaehyun finishes swiftly and grabs the serum, waiting for you to finish patting the product onto your face. When you do he calls you softly, making sure to get enough product before dropping a few drops onto your face, doing the same to himself after.
"The last step is...”
"Moisturizer," Jaehyun answers, "Good job baby," you praise him. You don't notice it but Jaehyun smiles in delight, dimples popping up.
When you finish moisturizing your faces, you almost forget one thing. Reaching for it, "Ah! lip balm. I always forget it sometimes. Come here honey." Jaehyun obliges willingly, bending his knees a little so you can put on the lip balm on his lips easier. In exchange, Jaehyun puts on lip balm on you.
When he finishes, he gives you a chaste kiss but before he gets far, you hold onto his sleeves giving him a peck too. Smiling at each other, you're pretty certain your cheeks are heavily blushed right now.
That's going to get cut but if it isn't you don't mind
You think you've always known, but then again you weren't ever sure anyway. Falling in love with Jaehyun wasn't ever that difficult. It wasn't even like falling. It was more so walking and at times you'd jog but invariably you'd know what was at the end. Being in love with him was as easy as breathing.
The next clip is of you in bed, huddled in close to Jaehyun. "That's pretty much it for skincare, right now Jae and I are gonna watch a movie and then we'll go sleep." You give a small smile.
Flipping the camera so you could film Jaehyun in the middle of choosing a movie, lips pouted in concentration.
You flip the camera back to film yourself, “Before I go, I just wanted to say l appreciate every one of you that have been supporting me and Jae, I can't thank you enough seriously. I hope you guys live happy, healthy and..safe.”
"Good night, guys, sleep well," you say giving a small kiss.
comment section:
girlygirl78
MY PARENTS ARE SO CUTE 😭😭🤞🏼🤞🏼
abcdefghaech
if you look behind them closely you can see me sobbing
user6283
sliding down a wall right now.
user2482
10:28 so true queen
pancakesoverwaffles
15:14 time to go sleep on the highway tonight
jaehyunslefttoe
JAEHYUN IS SO BABYGIRL. IM SO HAPPY WE GET TO SEE THIS SIDE OF HIM TOO. PPL SAY THANK YOU TO Y/N
user127
THE NICKNAMES. PLEASE AM I THE ONLY ONE TRIPPING ABT THEM😭😭 theyre so cute pls
nctzhoe
i know the czennies are gonna go crazy over this
ynsnumberonefan
Y/N YOURE SO PRETTY I LOVE YOU MORE THAN JAEHYUN DOES I SWEAR
tyongtube
when’s the wedding? 🙈🙈🙈
nanaluna
this wasnt on my 2024 bingo card
ynandjaehyunlovr
3:56 DO U SEE THE HAND PLACEMENT
SO JAEHYUN IS THAT TYPE OF BOYFRIEND🥹🥹
ynslove
y/n is so sweet, even when people say negative things abt her she focuses on the positive. even hoping for us to live happy healthy and safe ☹️☹️ 19:00
liveloveyn
y/n best girl>>>>
taeilyoulater
i love that this video like 80% of y/n just talking and 20% of it is jae just nodding and listening to her 🥹🥹 soo cuteee when’s it my turn😭
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taexoxosgf · 3 months
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hiii do u have taeyong smut recs 🥹👉👈
sorry this took so long, i lost all my fic recs on my old account.
— most are full fics because i love me some plot hehe
bet you can’t pull him [best friend au, club au]
the other brother [fiance’s brother au]
how to (not) write a book [werewolf au]
need to know [roommate au]
use me [brothers best friend au]
i’ll make love to you [boyfriend!tyong]
whist [3some au, ft. lucas]
birthday boy [5some, ft. some of nct127]
little do you know [bff to lovers]
freaks: the prequel [bff taeyong & ten, 3some au]
playing the game [bff tyong]
mistaken identity [fuckboy!tyong]
fantasy [roommate au]
summer 127 [bf!tyong]
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glitchsung · 2 months
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l.haechan fic recs
credits to all authors👼💞
pussy fiend , @domjaehyun 2 parts
you know we're not compatible, right? , @vad-hander 3 parts
hits different , @neowinestainedress 44.8k
playing games , @zh-lele 7.4k
dancing in my back seat , @rrxnjun 24k
you and me, bed? , @p4p1l0nn
settle down (rockstar hyuck) , @hyuckmov 3 parts
comin’ back for more; 이동혁 , @martiniblues 1.2k
unavoidable , @sunpopz 5.8k
wicked games , @cherryeoniis 10.1k
getting even , @ofjunemoment 2 parts
love to hate , @neochan 1.5k
will we talk? , @rrxnjun 7k
[9:37 PM] , @junghyucknation
[9:14 PM] , @chittsu
grasping , @angelicmark 4.2k
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oddeyecir-cle · 7 months
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lee haechan fic recs (iii) Ⱉ˙ ⋆ Ꮺ  ָ࣪   
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⌯ 🐻
i coud probably make like ten more of these
part i | ii | iv
@cinanamon ☆
taming of a prince
@illumins ☆
myriad of our seas
@daegall ☆
is lee donghyuck drunk?
lee donghyuck is definetly drunk.
tell me everything.
burrito run
@choerrypuffs ☆
what the puck
@ohmytyong ☆
spin the bottle
@heartshyuck ☆
i like the moon more
borderline
hiraeth
@neoneversleeps ☆
achromatopsia
@nctsworld ☆
at your earliest convenience
got your back
@mieohmy ☆
brb.
@httplastic ☆
full of love (and stars)
@gimmehyuck ☆
reckless heroism
@zchnlswrld ☆
haechan's broken melody: autopilot
@gaiyofanfiction ☆
silent yearning
@cherryeoniis ☆
just like you
lucky strike
smaus↷
@liliansun ☆
enchanted to meet you
@suhnshinehaos ☆
manifesting mayhem
@fullsunstrawberry ☆
friend application
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dalivanmagritte · 8 months
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NCT FIC REC : JEONG JAEHYUN
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back to the nct fic rec
just us. (fav, smut, fluff, royal!au)
promise of duke (fav, smut, nobless!au)
oops, baby (i love you) (fav, smut, fluff, angstish, modern royal!au)
a summer love (fav, fluff, suggestive, 60's!au, smalltowngirl!au)
seeds of pomegranate (fav, angst, smut, fluff, greek mythology!au)
just us. (smut, fluff, royal!au)
sleep well? (smut, incubus!au)
of sunrise and roses (fluff, suggestive, demigod!au, mythology!au)
on the shore of the styx (angst, mythology!au)
son of zeus (fluff, demigod!au, mythology!au)
son of lachesis (fluff, angstish, demigod!au, mythology!au)
son of dionysus (angst, demigod!au, mythology!au)
the charming (smut, housemate!au, college!au)
not so charming (fluff, hogwarts!au)
romanée-conti (smut, fluff, sugardaddy!au)
the v week spy (smut, fluff, college!au, stvalentine!au)
king of the streets (smut, fluff, angst, streetracer!au, journalist!au)
begin again (smut, angst)
rose bud (smut, fluff, angstish, college!au)
pregnant partner (fluff, smut)
je ne sais quoi (fluff, suggestive)
two worlds appart part.2 (angst, smut, royal!au)
midday reverie (smut, angst, fluff, abo!au)
twilight (smut, vampire!au)
boy toy (smut)
body party (smut, boxer!au)
milf (smut, fluff, milf!au)
no distraction (smut)
one of the girls (smut, neighbor!au)
sleep well, princess (fluff, smut, brotherbff!au)
horizon (smut, office!au, ceo!au)
chained (smut, arranged marriage!au)
Fucking up the sheets (smut)
back for more (smut)
our little secret (smut, ceo!au)
shapeshifter wolf (fluff, angst, witch!au, shapeshifter!au)
teacher's pet (smut, teacher!au)
deadly kiss (smut, office!au)
head over broomsticks (fluff, suggestive, hogwarts!au)
jaehyun's new secretary (smut, office!au, ceo!au)
stress no more (smut, ceo!au)
make a mess for me (smut)
racer (smut, angst, streetracer!au)
trick or treat (smut, halloween!au, dad!jaehyun, neighbour!reader, ceo!au)
trick or treat (smut, halloween!au, neighbour!au, voyeur!au)
a nonsense christmas (smut, camgirl!au)
christmas puppy (smut, fluff)
cockwarming (smut)
runway (angst, fluff, smutish, e2l!au, fashion!au)
stars, moons & other celestial bodies (angstish, fluff, retro!au)
you have one missed call (smut)
wrong hands (smut, bodyguard!au, mafia!au)
tits obsessed (smut)
19:30 (smut)
heart aches (smut)
honeymoon avenue (smut, angstish)
around the corner (fluff, angst, rich!au)
deadly kiss (smut, fluff, office!au, architect!au, engineer!au)
boyfriend material (fluff, fake dating!au, angstish, college!au)
7:37 (fluff, college!au)
baby making (smut, new parents!au)
hearts won at practice (fluff, smut, junior footballplayer!au)
pastas? (fluff)
that's it (smut)
popsicle (smut)
perv! jaehyun (smut)
perfume (smut, werewolf!au, witch!au)
danger x johnny (smut, abo!au)
can you handle it? x johnny, jeno, jaemin (smut)
i wanna make you scream (smut, ghostface!au)
send in the clowns x mark x haechan (smut, halloween!au)
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multifandomslxt · 9 months
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The type to ...
Doyoung is the Type to
Remember EVERY last detail about you. He literally never forgets
spoil you with everything
Make a secret playlist he listens to when he misses you
Wear a scrunchie on his wrist just in case you need it
Purposefully leave you one of his hoodies when he knows he won't be home for a while
take candid pictures of you and save them in a secret folder he has
completely melt if you give him a back hug
deepen a kiss to let you know he wants you
kiss with his hand lightly squeezing your neck
Bite your bottom lip before pulling away from a kiss
stare at you across the room when you aren't looking
sleep in the crook of your neck
usually show his love through action but when he says it..he always whispers it.
always caress your hips with his thumb
always know when you're upset or sad
give the best hugs and squeezes you slightly
let you know that he is ALWAYS there for you
"I could be a million miles away just call me and I'll come. I promise."
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smileyerim · 1 year
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the urge to kiss your wine stained lips
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The lines are blurring between friends and lovers and you wouldn’t mind taking advantage of it, leaning in closer until you can taste the gin cocktail on his tongue.
pairing: haechan x reader
genre: fluff, suggestive (MDNI!), slight angst
length: 3.5k
warnings: heavy makeout, reader gets tipsy
net tags: @kflixnet @neowritingsnet
happy early 300 followers (still 20 away!)
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You’re not naive. Okay, well, maybe you are but that’s not the point here. The point is that your relationship with Haechan is something you care about. Cherish, even. So much so that the idea of screwing it up with him is terrifying. So terrifying that you feel like running away any time you feel those little sparks fly through you any time he does anything that could be perceived as anything other than friendly.
You’ve heard the warning, that guys and girls can’t just be friends but you never bought into it, using your friendship with Haechan as proof. That is, until he got his dick sucked for the first time and dyed his hair pink. He gained such an attractive confidence and his regular teasing jokes started to feel more like flirting and suddenly everything you used to find endearing about him became straight up torturous.
The worst part of it all is that you aren’t just attracted to the new Haechan, you have grown real life big girl feelings for him too. The scary ones, the friendship ending ones. The ones you’d never have the courage to confess to him. The ones you desperately hope he reciprocates but aren’t quite sure if he does.
It’s all come to a head tonight. Of course it does, your hormones are insane and he just got his roots touched up and his hair is styled in a perfect quiff.
Fuck his hairstylist.
You’re scowling, thinking about the damned attractive man in front of you as you down your final sips of red wine in your glass.
“Woah,” he grabs your wrist and that makes you want to groan. “What are you going so fast for? I’m not done yet and you’re already on your second glass.”
There’s a reason for your sudden affinity for binge drinking, but you can’t tell him. He had grown interested in sophisticated life skills recently for some godawful reason and decided tonight was the perfect night to show off his new cooking skills to you.
So now you’re here in your kitchen that you’ve never so much as turned your oven on in, while your “best friend” flies around in an apron making you a meal.
Goddamn. He looks so fine.
You sink, dropping your glass down onto the counter you’re sitting on beside you.
“Bad day I guess.” You lie, swinging your feet back and forth.
He chuckles an extremely attractive chuckle, “Cacio E Pepe will make it all better.” you frown at that, you’ve never even heard of such a dish but it sounds amazing and totally not something that your best friend would know about either.
With the courage of a wine glass behind you, you allow your curiosity to get the best of you.
“Why are you doing this anyway?” You ask, words slightly mumbled from your tipsiness. With a soft groan you pull the cork out of the wine bottle you were supposed to share with him with no difficulty preparing to pour another glass.
He frowns, his eyes not leaving the pan as he stirs the pasta, perfectly pretending not to have heard the cork pop.
“What do you mean, cooking for you?” He asks.
You take a sip, “No, the learning to cook thing. Why? Trying to impress girls?” You try to hide your bitterness but you aren’t sure how well you’ve done it. You take another sip.
He looks at you this time and you want to hide.
He pauses for a minute, an unreadable expression on his face before he looks back down to his pan and says softly, “Something like that.”
You scoff and roll your eyes at that, the jealousy burning alive at the idea that he’s using you as a trial run.
“Well, thank whoever she is for making you want to get your act together.” You jump off the counter and brush past him on your way to the fridge.
Bending over, your head half in the vegetable drawer looking for the gin you keep stocked for nights like these.
“So I’m your fake girlfriend for the evening?” You ask, avoiding his eyes as you shuffle through your fridge.
He giggled to himself at your comment before saying, “I guess so.”
“What was that giggle for?” You tease, poking his shoulder, making him rock a bit and let out another chuckle.
“Nothing.” He says casually before grabbing the pepper grinder and twists, adding his own flair as he flicks his wrist.
Fuck, you’re going to go crazy. If he was anyone else you’d make fun of him for the stupid moves he’s pulling clearly in an attempt to impress you. The issue with that, of course, is that you want him to want to impress you.
So you draw your attention to the cocktail you’re stirring up for him, your own little sophisticated life skill you picked up around the same time Haechan began cooking.
Something about all of this feels insanely domestic and it’s comforting. As selfish as it sounds, you don’t mind stealing the memories from Haechan’s future girlfriend. It’s a life you wouldn’t hesitate to steal from her provided the chance, too.
You squeeze the lemon peel once to spritz the glass before pouring in the spirits and taking your knife to the lemon to curl a perfect twist for his drink.
Satisfied with the cocktail you’ve created for your fake boyfriend (gag, by the way. You’ve never been into cute stuff like this. Of course, until now.) you turn around, placing a hand on his shoulder to grab your attention and hand him the glass.
He smiles down at the glass and then once he’s caught your eyes he says, “Thanks, fake girlfriend for the evening.” His arm loops around your waist, pulling you into him as he plants a delicate kiss on your cheek.
Your brain goes haywire as he doesn’t let you go, taking a sip of the drink. You’re not quite sure what to do as you stand, slightly stunned by the proximity.
Lowering the glass from his lips, he smacks them together and grows a thoughtful frown on his face, “This is your best one yet.” He says looking into your eyes again with a glimmer.
Your stomach drops the moment your eyes lock. And as if he has some sort of insane agenda, his sparkling eye winks at you before letting go to give his attention back to the pan in front of him.
Your wine is calling your name again as you try to will away the blush that’s definitely arisen on your cheeks.
As much as you probably shouldn’t, you pop the cork and top off your glass, situating yourself back up on the counter to watch him again.
You sit quietly and sip, watching his every move. Every once in a while he’ll sneak a glance out of the corner of his eye, a smirk growing on his lips watching you turn your gaze quickly elsewhere as to pretend you weren’t just staring at him.
He’s getting confident, aware that he’s had some sort of effect on you as he pulls out his tricks, gallivanting around the kitchen, faking a French accent as he explains the ingredients to you.
Your face is warm with flush from the wine you’ve been drinking all night and a permanent small smile is on your face as you watch him, eyes low with relaxation.
Maybe it’s the wine, or the “fake girlfriend” title, or the intimacy of the moment that boldens you to flirt the way you do next.
“We should do this more often.” He looks at you, surprised by your first words in a while.
“I cook for you all the time!” He fakes offense and that leads you to laugh and stretch out your leg to kick his hip.
“Not ramen, but this sort of romantic dinner thing.” You half speak into your wine glass, the embarrassment catching up to you but but enough to prevent you from saying it all together.
“Ooooh,” he teases, shifting his weight from one hip to another, “you like the romance, huh?” He giggles and with a smile he attempts to catch your eye.
You blush outright this time, the butterflies in your belly erupt from their cage, sneaking up your sternum when you make eye contact. Quickly, you look away and giggle.
“Shut up.” You whisper, both hands on your wine glass in your lap. You stare down and try and preoccupy your thoughts with counting the bubbles that come to the surface, playing with the overhead light reflection in the effervescent pale yellow.
Thankfully, Haechan does shut up this time and you watch him again, this time he’s lost his playful edge and you feel the tipsiness rock you back and forth, setting your glass down beside you. Maybe it is time to slow down, you don’t want to forget tonight.
He looks more pensive as he continues, he’s standing up straight and is looking straight ahead at the pan. It worries you how when a song you know he despises comes on shuffle and he doesn’t move to change it or complain to you how it’s still on your playlist although you know he doesn’t like it.
The butterflies have settled down probably a bit too much, as you feel a sinking feeling of embarrassment that you spoke too candidly earlier, the flush on your face taking on a new meaning.
“Y/N,” he says with a small voice, looking over to you.
“Yeah?” You croak out, watching with wide eyes as he looks you up and down. You gulp when his eyes linger a little too long on your chest. What has gotten into him?
He drops the wooden spoon in an act you weren’t expecting one bit and traverses the 3 steps over to stand in front of you, his hips inches away from your knees.
His hands find your knees and it feels like fire as he pushes them apart to make space for himself between them. While he’s doing this his gaze is locked on you. Well, your lips, that is. You swallow thickly, trying to figure out his motive as his hands trail farther up your legs and finding their home eventually on your hips. You’re still sitting quite stiff, until he looks into your eyes as if to ask permission. When you don’t protest, he moves in closer and closer until your lips are finally together.
The sparks that are present every time he touches you seem so small compared to the absolute lightning you feel as he kisses you. It’s slow at first, his soft lips moving against yours gently and carefully. He’s holding back in a way you wish he wouldn’t, your hands moving to find the back of his head as you kiss him harder.
He takes the hint, his hands holding you just a bit tighter as he licks into your mouth. You can’t help the moan you let out, absolutely shocked at your own reaction. This is your first kiss with your best friend. Yet you can’t seem to hold it together.
Unsurprisingly, he can’t either as his hands move down just a bit further to tease at touching your ass. You move off his mouth to trail kisses down to his neck where you begin to suck and lick. He’s panting in your ears, his hands grabbing a full handful now.
“So, uh, Y/N,” he says, and you hum in response not picking up on his tone. You’re on a mission you don’t particularly wish to be taken off of.
You hum, moving your hand to his hair and kissing him again, humming to urge him to go on.
“Can I tell you something?” He says and you lean back to get a proper look at him. He looks unbelievably sexy, but you have to ignore that for the slightly worried look behind his eyes. This is not the same man that boldly started this make out session with you. This is Donghyuck, your best friend of 9 years.
“Yeah.” You say, your hands intertwining behind his head, forearms on his shoulders.
“I don’t want to be your fake boyfriend.” He breathes out, avoiding eye contact and looking back down at your lips as he begins chewing on his own.
“Oh?” Your confidence takes over as the butterflies are released from their cage and flutter upwards out of your belly and light up your body in a strange tingly feeling.
“What do you want to be then?” You whisper, eyes wide waiting for him to look back up at you. He does, but only in short sequences as his eyes find yours and then back down. He’s holding his breath, you can tell by how his fingers that were dancing across your skin before have stilled uncomfortably.
He’s taking too long, you decide, so you make the executive decision to get back on track with the original plan by pulling on the back of his neck to join your lips again.
It’s the right call obviously as he kisses you back almost immediately and the tension from the moment before is expressed through strong squeezes of your thigh and ass flesh as his tongue enters your mouth again.
The same guy that kissed you in the first place is back as he situates both his hands on your hips and pulls you forward harshly so that his hips can officially meet yours.
You moan, letting your head fall back at the feeling of him underneath his jeans meets your core. You wrap your legs around his hips as he kisses down your neck, pressing his hips harder into yours and sliding up to offer some much appreciated friction.
“Hae- Haechan.” You stutter, blissed out and he responds with a hum, clearly not appreciating being interrupted on his mission to mark you.
“You- oh fuck” his hand slithers up your shirt to grasp your breast, thumbing your hard nipple through your thin bralette. He smiles into your neck as he listens to you breathe, gauging what makes you make the noises he loves so much.
“You never answered my question.” You half moan out and that makes him lean back from his work on your neck and look into your eyes with an incredulous look. Taking in your stunned features at him halting his work on you, he groans and lifts you up from the counter.
With a squeal you wrap both your hands around his shoulders as he moves to carry you out of the kitchen.
“Wait-“ you smack his shoulder.
“Haechan! The stove!” You point from your look over his shoulder.
“What? Oh” He then chuckes a deep chuckle before walking back into the kitchen, releasing his grip on one of your thighs to turn the knob and remove the sauce pan from the stove.
“Thanks for that.” He smiles at you and gives you a soft kiss on the corner of your mouth drawing a giggle from you.
“That’s what fake girlfriends are for, right?” You joke and something switches behind his eyes, the fierce sexy guy who was just about to carry you to his bed is now looking at you with the same soft heartbroken eyes that he had when he got stood up that one time freshman year.
He sighs long and loud before letting you down. Your feet touch the floor with unceremonious thuds as you watch him take a step and a half back from you, a pained expression on his face as he lets out a sharp breath through his pursed lips.
“What?” You say, concerned by the crease between his eyebrows and the way he won’t make eye contact with you.
You suddenly feel exposed, and extremely stupid. Your roommates were right about you, you are the dumbest bitch on the planet. Why would you say something like that? Bringing up a fake girlfriend joke when he’s trying to hook up with you freaked him out.
“Ouch, I mean ouch, Y/N” You don’t say anything, continuing to stand and stare at him with wide eyes.
“Damn, that hurt to hear. Do you know what you just implied?” He finally looks up at you and you can finally read him— he’s hurt.
“I mean I’ve been trying to prove to you that I’m into you for months. Like months, Y/N. I’m here now cooking a romantic dinner for you and I just kissed you. I don’t know what else to do here. You don’t get it at all.” His hands are flying about, exasperated. His words cut you like a knife.
Your heart sinks and you can’t pin down the emotion that is creeping up inside of you. Similar to relief and shock but it’s more than that, much more.
“You were okay with the fake girlfriend bit before, how was I supposed to know it would hurt you now?” You say, finally landing on your feelings of offense at his words. How dare he make this into something more than it was?
“I was fine with it until I kissed you! I did that and was about to do a whole lot more and yet you still think this is a game to me?”
That shut you up fast. You didn’t know, you truly didn’t.
“I- I didn’t know.” You say, your sternum stinging with the telltale sign you may start crying soon.
“Of course you didn’t, I didn’t tell you but trust me I’ve tried. I just thought you understood.”
“I’m sorry.” A tear slipped. Overwhelmed with far too many emotions of finally having the awareness that the man in front of you is familiar with his own demon of having feelings for you.
At the notice of your tear, Haechan’s face changes from anger to concern as he steps into you, toes touching. His hands find your cold biceps and he rubs his hand up and down to comfort you.
“No, no don’t be sorry. Please don’t be sorry. It’s me, it was my job to tell you how I felt and I was expecting you to read my mind.” He sighs to himself, head hanging low to try and meet your eye.
“I just thought you wanted to hook up. That’s all you’ve been doing nowadays anyway I thought that was happening here too.”
You say, chin still tucked into your chest.
“Fuck, I’m sorry that you felt that way. You could never just be a regular hookup to me. I- I mean I’ve been all about you for a long time. That’s why I was having all those hookups and everything. Like, for you.”
You laugh through your sniffles, finally looking up into his eyes with a teary smile. He smiles back and giggles with you.
“That didn’t sound right I just mean— I meant— I dunno, hookups are hookups but you’re more I hope you believe me.”
“I believe you.” You whisper, eyes flicking between his two. He notices your stare and his smile softens to a comfortable one.
“So, I did my part.” He draws out with a playful tone in his voice, hands still on your arms. “How about you?” His pleading eyes pierce into your heart.
You sniffle once more, hand coming up to wipe one stray tear from your chin. It’s now or never, you think as your heart beats out of your chest. You’re surprised he can’t hear it.
“I like you, you idiot.” You finally speak, giggling at the last word. His face lights up in a bright smile, eyes swimming in adoration as he stares down at you.
“Really?” He gasps and you both laugh, eyes filled to the brim with fondness for one another meeting.
You bite your lip, watching his eyes immediately stare down at your lips as you hum, nodding in affirmation.
He smiles a satisfied wide grin, “how lucky am I?”
His lips barely meet yours in your kiss, both of you simply unable to stop grinning or laughing with joy. When his hand travels down to grab your hips with more passion, you finally kiss him for real. He responds quickly, slotting his pillowy lips with yours, eyes squinting shut.
“You’re my girl now, right?” He says once you both lean away to catch your breaths, cheeks blushing and warm.
You nod again in response, a “yeah,” escaping your swollen lips through a giggle.
His eyes open fully to look at you again and something mysterious flashes in his eyes as his wide hands find the space between your ass and thighs, picking you up swiftly.
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