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markiemelon · 23 days

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ordinary

fluff ─ ੈ♡˳ no warnings! ˘͈ᵕ˘͈

idol!jaehyun x gn!reader

this one’s for all my delulus out there!

{6:33pm} ♡‧₊˚ ↴

it wasn’t his job that made him ordinary, it wasn’t his talent, and it certainly wasn’t his looks.. but it was the little things he did, like wanting to go to the convenience store with you at 2am even after a long day of photoshoots and promotions.

it’s starting to get colder, and leaves are turning brown again. just like it was when you met him. this time of year makes you remember the first time you crossed paths.

you were working at a cafe, your first day, first job. he, of all people, walked in. you felt your heart stop and start again. of course you knew who he was, but you didn’t dare say anything. you kindly welcomed him, holding back the urge to ask for a picture or an autograph.. you were too shy to do anything like that.

you’ll never forget his order. it still hasn’t changed. you called it out. “extra hot caramel macchiato, two pumps hazelnut, extra whipped cream.”

he was off to the side of the counter, jotting something down on piece of paper. his head perked up at your call, and he smiled.

he payed in cash, and managed to slip something in with it. a little folded up sticky note wedged in between the bills. you wouldn’t have noticed it if it hadn’t slipped out and fallen onto the floor. “oh, did something fall out of—”

“don’t worry. that’s for you.” he interjected, taking the change you held out for him in your hand. “well thanks. have a nice day.” he nodded on his way out.

after watching him exit in awe, you picked up the note. a string of digits was written across it in really poor handwriting. it read ‘text me?’ but it actually looked more like ‘taxi man’

but you couldn’t focus for the rest of the day. seeing him in person was enough to shake you up, but for him to hit on you? you got a least 4 orders wrong after that.

when you finally got home, you were hesitant to type the number into your phone. did he really mean to give it to you? that’s dangerous… for all he knows, you could be a sasaeng.

you ignored any doubts and just did it anyway. you had no idea what to say. not wanting to freak him out or act like a crazy fan, you went with something simple.

hi are you the guy from earlier? caramel macchiato?

shortly after you sent it, you got a response.

yeah that’s me

you stared at your screen expressionless, trying to process what was going on. and then another text came through.

sorry that note was so sloppy. actually i was worried you wouldn’t be able to read it

im jaehyun by the way. could i get your name?

all you could do was laugh. it was unbelievable.

surprisingly, you slept pretty well that night. but you woke up a little disappointed, thinking you’d just woken from the best dream ever. you picked up your phone to check the time only to see a message from a number that had yet to be saved as a contact.

you working today?

you took a second to notice the messages above it, where you exchanged names. your heart fluttered, but then it dropped. it was already noon and jaehyun’s text is what reminded you that you had a shift at 1:15. your thumbs slammed against your keyboard to respond.

yes i totally forgot

you pulled yourself together in like 10 minutes. hair kinda messy, eye bags on fleek, you head out. you were in such a hurry, it didnt occur to you to check if he responded.

nice. i’ll see you there

but you left him on delivered.

you made it just on time. you reached for the door handle but someone else beat you to it. a familiar voice spoke. “here, i can get that.”

you weren’t expecting to see jaehyun right beside you, and you obviously weren’t used to seeing his face up close and personal. “oh it’s you-” your hands instinctively covered your mouth in surprise. “what are you doing here?” you avoided looking directly at him as you made your way inside.

he followed behind you. “i have a day off.. and i was craving coffee.” you rubbed your cold hands together. “is that so?” heading to the back to put your things down, you tried hard not to show how nervous you were.

you came back out with an apron, and you made sure to fix your hair up a bit. jaehyun was standing on the other side of the counter like he was ready to place an order, so you had to think of him as any regular customer. “what can i get for you today, sir?”

“can i get a… date with you?”

at that point, it had started to sink in. that you actually had a shot with this guy.

“sir, that’s.. not on the menu.” you teased with a sudden confidence, looking him in the eye.

yes, this was jeong jaehyun. but at the end of the day, he was still a man. and like any man, you wouldn’t let him pull you so easily.

“it’s not?” he answered, his gaze lingering on you so naturally. “hmm…” with a quick scan of the menu, he continued. “a caramel macchiato is fine, then.”

one thing led to another, and the untouchable superstar jaehyun you couldn’t believe was real, was now the annoying jaehyun who refused to leave your home.

the unreachable jaehyun who travels the world, performing at sold out stadiums, is still the jaehyun who sleeps through his alarms, and sings in the shower…

now you know he’s not unreachable or untouchable, but it was still hard for you to understand how such a special person… could really be so ordinary.

thank you for reading 🌱 reqs always open

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ncityprincess · 3 months

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Nct 127 and their type (Jaehyun)

This is a new series I’m starting because I’m obsessed with Pinterest and I think it’ll be cute. Btw I’m not talking about specific looks (skin color, hair color etc) when I’m talking about types. I’m just talking aesthetic wise 🤗

We’ll start with the almost birthday boy Jaehyun. His type is definitely the sexy classic beauty type. He would go for someone who likes to dress up, but can also appreciate the little things in life. Enjoy!

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ohmygs-blog · 11 months

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congrats on 1000! u deserve it!! can u do either u or the dreamies saying ur first i love yous?

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ

thank u <3 and thank u for supporting me :)

saying ur first i loves yous!!! this was so cute to think abt i love it i kinda went like most of them were spontaneous like you feel so strongly you can’t hide ur love anymore (i literally hurt myself I NEED THIS ☹️☹️)

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hyuckwrlds · 1 year

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hii i wanted to request a fluffy scenario for haechan where his s/o scratches his back after a long day and he really appreciates it?

>> by my side

wc: 756 be there for you

it’s close to midnight when the lock of your apartment clicks open. turning your head in the direction of the sound, you catch sight of your boyfriend’s unmistakable shadow entering the hallway. he kicks off his shoes and drops his bag before shutting the door behind him, letting out a long exhale.

“hi baby,” you greet as he pads over, yet your attention is stolen by some intense dialogue coming from your show on the tv. you sink back into the couch once haechan crosses into the living room.

“hi love,” he says airily before crashing down on top of you, causing you to groan under his full weight. he shifts to lay more comfortably across your lap and you give him a light bonk to the back of his head in retaliation.

he doesn’t say anything else for a moment, just resting his cheek on his arms as if his torso isn’t draped along your legs like some oddly shaped blanket. the scent of his shampoo is now mixed with sweat and peppermint candy but it manages to calm you, strangely.

“long day?” you ask once noting his lack of conversation. your eyes don’t peel from the tv but one of your hands finds its way into his hair nonetheless.

“mmhm,” he mumbles while your fingers gently work through a small knot. he lets out a sigh. “sorry, they had us running around the city all day today. you weren’t waiting up for me, were you?”

“no, i was waiting up for mark actually,” you joke.

“funny,” he huffs, blindly reaching behind his head to catch your hand in his. he squeezes you slightly and it draws a laugh from you.

with your hand now in his, he guides your touch towards the middle of his back. it's very much clear what he wants and you easily provide it to him, scratching along the notches down his spine. he hums out happily and you exhale in amusement, masking the way your heart flutters at his contentment.

“you’re like a cat,” you remark.

he pauses for a second. silence settles comfortably over the two of you once more until he's speaking up again.

“thank you.”

you raise a brow. “for comparing you to a cat?”

“no,” he scoffs before flipping over in your lap to face you. you’re sure the position is a little awkward for him and that your legs will probably fall asleep soon but the way he looks up at you makes you want to bear with it for a little while longer. haechan laces your hand with his and places them atop his stomach.

“thank you for being here,” he says quietly. “i know that i come home late and that i’m a pain in the ass to put up with sometimes but i hope you know that i really do appreciate you.”

you tilt your head down slightly to look at him. with your free hand, you push away the stray hairs brushing along his forehead. “i’ll always be here for you. you don’t need to thank me.”

“but i do,” he shifts to sit up now, the weight of his body now being replaced with that of just his legs. “you’ve memorized my top three favorite side dishes in preferential order. you know how much alcohol i can take based on the type and you called off of work last week to take my family dog to the vet. plus, who else is gonna wait up for me until midnight to scratch my back even when i’m sweaty and gross?”

you laugh and meet his gaze with a smile, replying sarcastically. “in my defense i told you i was waiting for mark.”

he rolls his eyes. “well mark doesn’t love you like i do.”

you raise a brow, teasing him. “oh, you love me?”

“i love you,” he says wholeheartedly.

it’s not the first time you’ve heard the words (in fact he makes sure to tell you everyday) but your heart still melts in your chest nonetheless; as if it’s the first time he's said it all over again. your smile widens and you squeeze his hand in yours, whispering. “one more time?”

“i love you,” he repeats. he leans forward to press a kiss to your lips, gaze softening beneath the dim light of your tv, show long forgotten. when he pulls away you don’t miss the way his eyes seems to deepen with something more he has yet to say.

i love you, it says.

i’ll be here for you too.

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saeyoungchips · 1 year

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[2:17 a.m]

"sorry for dragging you into this," you apologetically whispered at haechan with your sight set on your plastic cup, once you finally had some time alone after pretending to be a couple in front of so many people.

"it's okay," he reassured you with a smile you didn't get to see. "i agreed to it."

still, that didn't make it feel right. specially since you were enjoying it more than you were supposed to.

new beginnings usually meant new friends, but making friends was never an easy task for you. haechan was the perfect example of that, being that he was the only friend you managed to make during your high school years.

not that you needed any more.

but now, the situation was a bit different. with your best friend no longer by your side, you didn't want to depend on him anymore and decided that it was time for a change. you wouldn't be facing college as the loner everyone assumed you were.

and without noticing it, you had already made yourself part of a very noisy friend group of three. you were more than welcomed by them, and most importantly, you felt comfortable.

however, that didn't stop you from inevitably feeling excluded after you learned that each one of them had a significant other. with your little to nonexistent love experience, you felt the need to pretend you actually had a boyfriend in order to fit in.

twisting a few words from anecdotes you had experienced with a certain someone did the trick, and that's exactly what led you to today's situation, where your friends arranged a party to get to know the renowned boy who stole your heart—the imaginary boy who stole your heart—and where your best friend immediately came to the rescue after explaining the situation.

"then, thank you for pretending to be my boyfriend," you said sincerely to his eyes, with a little bit of uncertainty in your heart that made you wonder at what point all of this was fake and at what point you wanted it to be real.

"just," haechan let out a deep sigh before continuing, "don't look at me like that." his eyes softened as he put a strand of your hair behind your ear.

"like what?" you delicately asked, hiding the fact that you were taken aback by his response, although you knew exactly what he was referring to.

"like you're actually in love with me."

"or what?"

"or i may have to kiss you," he admitted, letting the hand that was on your ear go to your cheek.

you closed your eyes to lose yourself in haechan's touch, and when a pair of warm lips embraced yours, you realized that the boy you'd fallen in love with wasn't imaginary after all.

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zchnlswrld · 1 year

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[ 01.36 ] spider-man!mark — hurt to comfort

“this isn’t safe anymore, you know that right?” you said as you swiped the alcohol pad over one of many cuts on his arm. after the pad wipes the blood away you look up at your lover.

his head hung low as he slowly pulled his arm away from you and turned the other way, allowing you to treat his other arm. “you promised me, bug.” you said as you have mark the bloody pad so you could pick up another one. carefully, you wiped each cut again.

“don’t you have anything to say…?” you hesitantly spoke, unaware as to what he would say as there was too much. mark finally looked at you, scanning your clothes before focusing on your face.

although you looked stunning his main focus was your beautiful face. eyes that sparkled at him, regardless of what he had done. a small, soft smile that never dropped, even if he hadn’t showed. your nose that received a kiss every time he woke up next to you. your forehead was his favourite place to meet you in the middle as he would rest his own against yours.

“you…you look very pretty, lovebug.” mark replied quietly, shame setting in once again. after a moment you nodded your head before pulling away from him. you placed the remaining alcohol pads in his hands and then taking away the dirty ones in his hands.

you stood up, walking into the kitchen to place the pads in the bin. as you did that mark stayed put. the silence was deafening and extremely awkward for him but it was his own fault.

“did you know there’s a saying ‘a hero will sacrifice you to save the world but a villain would sacrifice the world to save you’?” you broke the silence as you walked to stand in the doorway. he looked at you, unable to understand where you were going with this.

you began taking out your earrings as you explained. “you promised you would stop with this superhero thing… but here we are.” you took off your bracelet. “you promised me a date after two years without one because of this superhero thing… yet it’s currently 2am and i’m lecturing you.”

mark stands up when your turn around a move your hair out the way, a sign you wanted him to take off your necklace. “i just think that you would pick the world over me, i don’t want you to become a villain i just want you to love me…” he unclips the necklace and hands you the chain, his hands remaining on your shoulders.

“you stood me up mark, you left me…” his hands wander down to your elbows and your turn your head back to meet his eyes. god, that sparkle was still there.

warily you pull forward and away from your lover. “i’m going to get changed, you should get out of that suit too and then we can decide who stays on the couch.”

you try to sound confident but his silence was killing you. why wasn’t he saying anything? is this want he wanted? the world over you?

before he could reach out you left the living room, not wanting to hear a possible excuse to try and save yourself the pain.

mark stood there in shock as you walked away. upon realising how silent he was he rushed behind you, once you were at the top of the stairs he stayed at the bottom as he spoke.

“i do love you, i really do.” he says as he holds the end of the banister. “i’m sorry i broke our promises, i’m- i’m terrible i know.” you turn around to face him, remaining at the top of the stairs.

when your eyes meet you can tell how sincere he is. “i-i lied about handing back the suit and i stood you up. there’s no way to make it up to you because this date was to make it up to you.” after considering for a second he went up a step.

“do you think you could ever forgive me, lovebug?” mark spoke so softly you almost gave in, he moved up a few more steps trying to convince you.

before he could move any further you shook your head. “not right now, dear. not right now.” to your surprise he nodded his head understandingly.

your boyfriend thought for a moment before speaking up again. “then can we make the most of the night? we can order a pizza and i’ll pick it up because we both know it’s faster,” you both let out a small giggle “and a few more bits and we can have a small picnic?”

you moved down the stairs, meeting him in the middle as you placed your hand over his with a small nod. mark looked down at your connected hands. “just- just one more chance, no more after this, please…”

immediately his smile widened as he placed his hands of the side of your face, love filled his eyes. “there won’t be a next time because i’ll hand the suit in and you can come with me.” he said before kissing you, it was over exaggerated as he leaned in and pulled in your head before pulling back with a huge ‘mwah’.

“you go be pretty downstairs and order, i’ll leave and get the food and other things.” he said as he grabbed your hand, pulling you downstairs. a laugh erupting from the pair of you.

once again mark pulled you in, this time your reciprocated the big kiss. the ‘mwah’ coming out of both of you. “my little lovebug…” he smiled as he moved hair out of your face and put his hands on the side of your face and admired you. “i really do love you.”

he shook his head before placing one last kiss on your forehead and going into the kitchen to pick up his mask that had been left there and hour ago.

he came back into the room with it on and walked to the front door. “i love you, lovebug. i’ll be back.” once he got his hand on the door handle he turned back to you.

“ok, one more kiss and then i need to go, lovebug.” in response you rolled up his mask, ready to give him another big kiss.

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nanaloco · 1 year

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Mario Kart 10137.5

Warnings : MARIO KART (this story heavily describes a game they play of mario kart, howerver it's all in relation to HC and well, you :) alternating from game description to your reactions), slight swearing (like 2 words), hitting (with pillows😭), FLUFFFF, reader and Haechan bicker and joke a lot

Genre : Boyfriend!Haechan x semign!reader, Fluff (again), crack fic?

Word count: 1.32k

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Get it! 10137.5! 101 cuz thats like the teaching number or something then its haechans viewer rating I'm so smart

You and your boyfriend Haechan got nintendo switches together and he's recently been obessed with Mario kart and you ,being his s/o , ooobviously have to play it with him.

The only problem is, you're absolutely terrible at it so he has to teach you how to play before he can even allow you to play with him and his friends (Johnny, Jisung and Jeno). You have no interest in playing with his gaming squad who's names all suspiciously begin with the letter J. But the main driving force which got you sitting on his bed with the controler( that he bought for you for his house) in hand was the determination to beat him after you came 12th (last place) out of him and all the cpus (basically computer players, you play against but theyre not actual people).

Instead of him explaining to you all the controls and the game, he decided that the best way for you to learn was to throw you into the deepend on the fastest race mode with cpus. You two were going to play 12 matches, with the last one predetermined by Hyuck as 'rainbow road' (every mario kart players worst nightmare). You begin to choose your characters and haechan chooses Bowser because you said he looks ugly and scary. You choose Rosalina (because you have taste of course) and she was one of the only human characters available 😭😭

Hyuck starts the tournament and you two with all of the other cpus are all lined up in a straight line.

3!

2! Haechan starts holing down one of the buttons on his controller

1!

Go!

Everyone speeds off ahead of you leaving you in last place, in the first 5 seconds

'THAT DOESN'T MAKE ANY SENCE WHAT' You exclaim already ready to quit the game, he leans over you to move your thumb over the A button on the right side of the controller and explains that you have to hold down A when it says 2! to in order to accelerate.

Out of rage you restart the game and you're back to the begining, but now you have that trick up your sleeve, nothing can stop you! 3, 2, you audibly press A, 1, GO! Now you're zooming off with everyone else and a victorious grin displays itself on your pretty face knocking Haechan from 1st to third cuz he's lowkey whipped for you as you chaotically purposefully bash into other cpus, you were 8th place making your way to the top ' I'm coming for you' you annouce which he just scoffs in reply.

A few miles ahead, there are these floating boxes which you avoid and run over the speed up as you think that they were something bad, only to see Haechan shoot right through it. Regardless, you were ahead of him. 'What's that' you ask as you see the wheel of different powerups spin at the top of his screen, it lands on a red shell 'wanna find out?' 'Go on then' you reply unimpressed. He makes his way over to you and throws the red shell which follows your kart until it hits your character and stops you in your tracks, taking you down four ranks in the leaderboard as the other players unnessicarily throttle themselves into your helpless character. 'WHAT WAS THAT FOR!' 'DID YOU NOT WANT TO SEE WHAT IT WAS' you roll your eyes but start grinning cheekily as you just recieved your powerup which was a green shell, you somehow caught up to him and threw it at his character only for it to bounce right off of a random object that was apart of the map and hit a player behind you. Your face filled with horror and dissapointment 'What the fuck was that' 'green shells go anywhere, only red shells target the person directly infront of you. ' 'all of these rules are pissing me off, what is this game' you say rolling your eyes in frustration while leaning your whole body into the screen to focus.

Haechan is back at first place and you hear an almost whistle noise as his character finishes the 3rd, final lap of that course, leaving you dumbfounded as bowser does a disgusting celebration animation around the track that Haechan replicates to get a reaction out of you. Which you retort by pushing his face away from you and starting the next match.

9 lost matches later, you've given up on winning through skill, you're willing to anything, absolutely anything to beat this jerk. You have to play dirty, super dirty. So, when the game starts, you ready one of Haechans pillows in your hand. 3! You smack him across the face with the fluffy pillow and almost like a movie feathers come out You quickly grab your controller and hold the A button to accelerate at 2!, 1! Haechan presses accelerate too late at GO! He's left in your dust, smoke coming out of his engine as he's stationary for 2 seconds for accelerating to late meanwhile, you're in steady 3th place. 'WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM' you stick your tongue out as you tokyo drift around the corner and secure 2rd place.

Climbing the ranks, you throw a red shell atthe cpu who was in 1st place making you! FIRST PLACE! With only a few seconds before your beautiful victory which was only 10 races late, this being your 11th. As the finish line is in sight, you're thinking about the funny annoying victory line you're going to scream in his face; 'maybe you could be better than me one day' no 'I was only warming up' no 'you're lucky I let you win, the first 10 matches'; when he lets out a small, evil chuckle. That wasn't a good sign, not from Hyuck.

He was in 2nd place right behind you and hadn't used his powerup from his mystery box yet, you just assumed it was something useless like a banana peel or something until, just as you're about to cross the finish line, you're character has this flying blue thing over her head and a loud warning siren is ringing through the speakers until a large blue cloud of an explosion engulfs your screen and the wicked laugh haechan had been hiding comes out in full fury. 'LEE HAECHAN' He's wiping a tear away from his eye as Bowser crosses the finish line doing that annoying animation which he soon copies in your face, pissing you off even further. 'Blue shells fly straight to the 1st person in the race regardless of what rank you are in! Har har har' he says in a mocking tone.

Consumed with genuine anger, you take it out on him by repeatedly hitting him with the pillow that was previously fired at his face, standing on your knees as he's curled up in a ball before finding his feet and grabbing another pillow, which basically turns into a pillow fight between the two of you. You grab two pillows and tightly shut your eyes as you windmill hit Haechan picturing bowser as you do so only until you notice you're not landing any hits. You squint your eye to see only a glimpse of him leaping at you with his arms reaching your middle until your head hits his bed. You're laying on your back with haechan ontop of you 'I didn't realise you'd actually get mad.' He says as he attempts to place wet kisses on your cheeks while you try to push him away 'GROSS HAECHAN' was all you could make out between your giggles, you couldn't be mad at him. "I'm sorrrrrrry" he coos "sorry for what" "sorry for being better at you in mario kart!" He beams as he starts doing bowsers dance again, recieving another pillow to the face.

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Fyi this is bowser lol

Incase you want to know what Bowser winning animation I'm referring to, skip to

4:20

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Thank you so much for reading ily!!!

I'm starting an @ mention list so lmk if you want to be included! 💕💕

Requests are open literally spam me!!

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orangesaek · 1 year

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[8:51 pm]

you have just finished your work for the day when you received a text message from your boyfriend, haechan.

"babe, are you busy right now? i really want to talk to you. can you please give me a call as soon as you're able to?"

you wondered what was up because haechan wasn't exactly the type to send you a text message first before calling. and at a very polite tone at that. most days, he would just call you at any time he could, and you didn't mind it at all even when you're busy with work yourself. he's your boyfriend after all, and you're grateful enough that he always tried to squeeze you in his already very busy schedules.

after a few rings, he picks up the call. you were greeted with a low "hi baby". something was definitely up, as this wasn't the usual tone haechan greeted you with on the phone. either he's extremely tired, extremely stressed, or both.

"hey, babe. i just finished work. how was your day?" you asked. it took a few seconds before he could respond, which was definitely unusual.

"my day has been okay..." he paused. "i mean, it was decent but definitely not the best."

your suspicions were right. something's definitely up.

"did something happen? can you tell me about it?" you asked cautiously, afraid that he might find it uncomfortable to tell you everything that happened.

it felt as if haechan was trying to think of what to tell you because he couldn't respond as quickly as usual. it was definitely unlike him to stay quiet on the other line for a couple of seconds.

you heard him heave a deep sigh, and you could already imagine him running his fingers through his hair. like he was frustrated about something.

"do you think i'm... unattractive?" he finally spoke. what he said left you at a loss for words. so many things were running inside your head. lee haechan? the lee haechan? unattractive? what? how? where? it didn't make any sense to you at all.

on haechan's end, he was waiting nervously for your response. he was afraid that you would tell him that yes, he is unattractive. that yes, he is not worth all the love and support that he has now. that yes, he is worthless.

your eyes started to brim with tears. who was the motherfucker who triggered haechan to doubt himself like that? you, and so many others know he's far from unattractive. behind the childish behavior he shows to you and the rest of nct, is a man who is actually thoughtful, kind, and lovable.

"lee donghyuck," you finally said after a moment of thinking of the right words to say.

"you are not unattractive." you continued. "i don't know which dumbass told you otherwise, but i want you to remember that you are perfect, and that you are the most amazing man i have ever known."

"you really think so?" haechan asked. you could hear the slight doubt in his tone, but he didn't sound as down as he did earlier.

"yes, and it's a fact that i'm sure millions of your fans would agree with."

you couldn't see it, but haechan was starting to smile a little bit from what you said.

"thank you, babe. that meant a lot to me. but to be completely honest with you, i still don't feel like i'm back to my best self yet, but thank you."

you let out a quiet sigh. you understood that it wouldn't be that easy for him to move on from whatever happened.

"hyuck, it's okay to be not okay" you said. "but i hope you know that i love you for who you are no matter what, and that you are far from being unattractive."

haechan was starting to smile again, but what you said next made him smile even wider.

"i love you, and i'm thankful you were born. thank you for being born, lee donghyuck, my love."

with that, haechan's heart felt a lot lighter. he wasn't sure if he saved a nation in his past life to deserve this much love.

"thank you for choosing to love me, babe" he said, his tone starting to sound a lot better.

"so..." he trailed. "wanna know which dumbass you're gonna punch?"

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anastcie · 1 year

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Oioi anjinho, cê tá bem??

Desculpa incomodar mais uma vez,mais qnd puder faz locks do taeyoung ( nct) pfvr?

Amo suas locks❤❤❤

oi amor, tô bem sim e não incomoda kjkk aqui estão obg pelo carinho

ㅅ ɪᴠʏ, ⌗ ⠀ !⠀

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nctyena · 1 year

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The Gift

The two maknaes were pretty excited about this. It was Jisung's idea to do that but since he felt shy a bit, he offered Chenle to join him. Chenle jumped on the offer and here they were waiting for their noona.

"Hope she likes it."

"Of course she will. We put a lot of effort into this. Dont forget to mention that."

"Noona!"

"Hi guys. How are you doing?"

Yena smiled at them. Even though they weren't that different in age, she loved how they were treating her.

"You know, practice and all...Well and we have something for you."

She was taken back by the sudden information. Her birthday wasn't even close.

"A gift?"

Chenle nodded eagerly while Jisung was trying to find the package in his backpack.

"Here. Hope you like it."

"Noona please like it. We spent so much time to find this."

Yena was fluthered least to say. She opened it and there was a nice bracelet. It had a little y around it and a heart near it.

"Oh my God that's so cute. I love it!"

"We asked them to add the y."

"Yeah cause your name starts with a y."

"I think she got it Jisung."

"Yah!"

"Stop fighting. Guys I really didn't expect anything like that. You just made me so happy. Thank you."

The boys smiled proudly. It was a hard time for all of them. Specially for her and after all her hard work they thought that was a little thank you from them.

"Come here."

She hugged them both. It was fine at first but then she started to peck their cheeks and messed with their hairs.

"Noona loves you. You know right?"

"Ah! It's enough. I want to go."

"No. Let me kiss your cute cheek then I'm gonna let you go."

It was total chaos after that.

This little moment between the three members remained as one of the purests memories for years. And made them got used to each other for sure.

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chriscentric · 2 months

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mark lee x reader - texts.

i cant stop making these fake texts omg theyre so fun. (made haechan and jaehyun’s ver so check them out!)

cw // suggestive lol, kys kms jokes as always, gender neutral reader but two (2) feminine term and pronouns ‘pretty’ & ‘my girl’. das all but lmk if there’s anything i can improve!

masterlist

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markiemelon · 1 year

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my everything

fluff ☁︎

hyuck x gn!reader

— {3:35am}🔭 *࿐ ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

“yn are you still awake?”

too tired to think, you don’t respond.

“ynnnnnnn why do you always fall asleep on calls?” haechan whined

you let haechan fall under the impression that you’re sound asleep.

“well you looked really pretty today at school.” he continued. “is it obsessive to like everything about you? is it obsessive to love the way your name rolls off my tongue? yn. yn. yn. yn. see??? it’s so nice… i wish you could see what you’re doing to me. yn… you’re like… you’re like my everything.”

so many butterflies filled your stomach.

“i love you, haechan.” you mumbled into your pillow.

you heard the sound of haechan’s hand slapping his mouth.

hii I’m always taking requests btw!!!!

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ncityprincess · 1 year

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i just wanna cook a yummy delicious meal with boyfriend jaehyun while i’m wearing a pretty red dress and he’s wearing a cozy sweater and some dress pants and after we eat he pours us some cabernet that he’s been dying to try and then we sit in front of the record player and listen to some smooth r&b and i lay my head on his shoulder and he looks down at me with a dimpled smile and then i look up at him and he kisses my nose and then i giggle and then he grabs my hand and stands us up and we start slow dancing in the living room like two old people and we share lots of laughs and talk about all kinds of things and we look outside at the night sky and see snowflakes coming down and he stands behind me and wraps his arms around my tummy and kisses my cheek and yeah ☹️

#i need help #this hopeless romantic shit is ass 😭#np chat👑🫖#jeong jaehyun x reader #jaehyun soft hours #jaehyun fic #jaehyun suggestive #jeong jaehyun #nct jaehyun #jaehyun soft thoughts #nct soft scenarios #🥹

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haechansdoll · 9 months

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so perfect, i can't stop - ml x reader

Pairing : Lee Mark x f!Reader

Description : Mark is too horny, and he uses you non stop

Warnings : sex,sex and sex.

“you’re gonna lose it as soon as I put my cock in your pussy” Mark sneers, gripping the plush of your thighs and scooting you closer to his stiff, bare cock. your hands find homage on his shoulders, as he grabs a handful of your ass lifting you on his length. he doesn’t realize the heat cascading from your cunt, your folds brushing across his cockhead, “fuck.” He whispers. His fingers bleed into your thighs, eager hips bouncing subconsciously on his cock—sliding down till your flush against his lap. “jesus fucking christ angel.. didn’t know you were such an eager little thing.” You blush, and he smirks.

“Don’t be shy.” He says, tilting your chin up as he bottoms out releasing a sultry moan, “you been hiding this perfect pussy from me this whole time? fuck.”

He wishes he could just keep you still, allow his cock to immerse in your sweet juices, tight velvet walls milking him dry, caresses your skin with his tongue—keep his fingers dancing on the skin but Mark just can’t do that. he has to feel more—his hips bucking up, cock curving against your spongy spot and you’re unraveling, whimpering when he takes the plunge and rams his cock harder upwards inside you. “want me to fill this pussy up, huh? feel my cum in your tummy for fucking days?”

Mark’s eyes grow dark, dropping the facade of pussy drunk and fully feral, leaning down to sink his teeth into your neck and slamming a hand down to move your hips harder on him, “never gonna fuck you with anything else but my raw cock princess, fuckin’ perfect for me.” you whine and moan against him, barely containing yourself.

“M-Mark—slow down” your whimpers left dull on his ear, mark raises his level of vision back to your disheveled face. “c-can’t help it angel—pussy so fuckin’ good” he throws his head back, his usually brown orbs clouded into a pitch black haze. He’s struggling—hips so sloppily drilling into your cunt. he’s thinking of the aftermath, your hole spilling out his cum and the wetness—how fucking wet and warm your hole will be when he pumps load after load inside you.

“fuck!” your ears vibrate against the shrill moan he echoes through the room, Mark drags his body back down mindlessly pounding into you. a high—the ecstasy laced bliss induced from his raw—untouched cock dragging against your velvet walls. and the tightness—have you always been this tight? he can’t stop thinking of those fucking thoughts. How much cum could you really take though? would Mark have to push it back in or just pump another load? The questions pile up while Mark feels your pussy clench around him and that’s where everything goes numb. A shiver that starts at the back of his neck, crawling its way to his cock and he finally—fills your cunt to the brim, gasping when he’s quick to pull out. He’s mesmerized by his seed oozing out of your messy hole and Mark is already pushing his cum right back in with his cock because what’s a better way to make it stick then with another pretty white load?

Mark inhales a long drawn out breath, steadily hoisting you over his cock for the second time that night. He flickers his eyes to you before casting his gaze back down—he wants to watch his bare cock disappear inside your pussy, something that he will never grow old of. “s-shit” he groans, brows furrowed while you sink down completely, pink dusts his cheeks and his body falls limb under you. he’s’ mortified how much his cock is twitching, swelling at the head while he just basks in the feeling. Once a sign of nerves coats his arm, he immediately throws it over his face gasping when you start to bounce on his cock.

Mark can’t look at you right now, it’d be too much. ..one thing is going raw —but your slick guiding his cock inside your spongy walls but it’s another just to see you. your fingers gripping against your mounds, hips faultlessly moving to a sedate pace while your slick paints his thighs. Marks eyes knock white under his arm, slinging the limb aside to cast it on your hip, “god your pussy is so fucking good” Mark stutters, dragging your cunt on his length. he almost looks disoriented—the way his face has grown a sheen sheet of sweat, cheeks bright pink and his lips—so pretty and glossy, puffy and small gusts of air excluding from it. “don’t stop please, fuck!” Mark screws his eyes shut, he’ll relish this feeling in his mind—carelessly bouncing you on his cock, and even if he came, he won’t stop—even if his cock is spent, tip so sensitive and aching for a break, he cannot simply stop.—not when it feels this fucking good.

Mark feels like he can’t breathe, lungs persuading blue as he continues to slam his cock in your hole, head tipping over and crashing into your neck but you only let out a whimper. “p-princess” he mumbles in your skin, shakily gripping your thighs and spreading them apart, “i think im gonna cum” you feel him shake as he spills inside of you. Deep groans coating your neck, the mess accumulating on your thighs, you can call out his name but he won’t answer—almost like he’s mute, mouth filled with gasps and gurgles and his cock—swelling and dragging along your walls. he knows it’s not enough—just one more time. He thinks. He needs more reeling his hips back to push the cum deeper and deeper. “s-so good for me—fuck—pussy made for me” Mark is barely moving, hips shifting on their own as he continues pulling airy moans to the surface. struggling to hold on to your body while he dives headfirst into another high, senses overcome by pure desire—he’s chasing another tranquil abyss. knees digging into the sheets below you, arms wrapped around your body and his face pressed firmly against the crevice of your neck. He can’t go back now.

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hyuckwrlds · 1 year

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>> take my breath

wc: 465 give me a good morning call tomorrow

“good morning!” haechan greets, cheerful as he sings into the receiver. “it’s morning now, right?”

there’s a moment of silence that passes before you respond, and for a second all he hears is the faint rustle of your cotton sheets. you let out a yawn.

“mhm,” is your eventual, sleepy reply. “5 am to be exact.”

he throws his head back. “damn, i miscalculated.”

you snort in mild amusement before speaking back into the phone tiredly. “are you on the plane now?”

haechan lolls his head to the right and watches as johnny tries to wrestle his stolen bag of chips from mark’s hands. he settles back into the comfort of his neck pillow. “we just boarded. it’s an 8 hour flight to new york from here.”

you hum. “where are you again?”

he knows you’re joking but disapprovingly clicks his tongue anyway. “and here i thought you loved me enough to know.”

there’s a small laugh that comes from you before more rustling noises follow. a beat of silence passes.

“i miss you,” you suddenly say, and it does well to remind him of the distance between you two.

his heart softens. “i miss you too.”

“you really can’t sneak away for one day?” you whine, voice slightly muffled.

“nope,” he sighs. “as much as i’d love to fly back home to you, you know i can’t.”

“not even for my birthday?”

he snorts. “it’s nowhere close to your birthday.”

“no, but it could be.”

the smile on his face grows and for a second it really does feel like you’re there with him. even though you’re hours and hours away on opposite ends of the globe he can almost feel it—the warmth of your fingers against his as you rest your head upon his shoulder. he feels his heart swell in his chest; it’s a bittersweet feeling.

“isn’t it late for you?” you ask and he somehow feels like he’s been caught. “you should get as much sleep as you can considering how busy your schedule is.”

haechan lets out a breath. he knows you’re right but he’ll be damned if he has to end this call with you now—especially when it’s the first time he’s heard your voice in weeks.

“haechan,” you beckon and his pulse catches in his throat. he swallows.

“yes, love?”

“go to sleep.”

he shakes his head. “i’m not tired.”

“you’re a terrible liar,” you chide. he almost grins then, picturing the frown on your face.

“i’m actually a great liar,” he remarks. “just not when it comes to you.”

two seats down, johnny successfully retrieves his chips from mark and gives him a flick to the forehead as punishment. you press on, humming sweetly into the phone.

“goodnight, haechan,” you whisper.

he smiles. “good morning, my love.”

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saeyoungchips · 1 year

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[7:49 p.m]

"so... did you enjoy the movie?" mark asked you once you were outside the theater.

"yes!" you nodded with your head. "to be honest, i didn't have a lot of expectations," you revealed to him. "but in the end, i really liked it!"

"i see…" mark sighed with relief as he smiled. "that's good to hear."

"what would you like to do now?" you asked him as you two started to walk with nowhere in mind.

"if you don’t mind, I'd like to check a music store that's nearby," he said while searching it with his eyes. "i need to buy…"

before mark could continue with what he was saying, his eyes widened at the sight of a man running with no caution in your direction, and without hesitation, he grabbed you from the waist and brought you to his side.

it wasn't until mark took you next to him that you noticed the guy who seemed to be running from the police; you tensed up at the thought of what could have happened if it wasn't for mark.

"that was close," he finally said when the man was far enough away to not cause any harm. "you should really watch your step next time," he softly muttered as he directed his gaze to your face that was buried in his chest.

but before you could get away and thank him, an old lady who was nearby and had observed everything decided to voice her thoughts.

"what a wonderful boyfriend you have, dear; i wish i had someone to protect me like that." she smiled at both of you and continued on her way.

"s-she's not my girlfriend!" mark attempted to clarify any misunderstandings awkwardly and far too quickly for your liking.

you had no idea how good it felt to be perceived as a couple, and you had never wished so desperately in your entire friendship that you were more than friends.

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